#Am I doing Tsundere Grim right?

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New World, New scars (pt 3)

The exam month had come. Yuu was in the living room with books and papers scattered on the table.

His injured hands, which were finally healed by a healing potion, held a pen in a strange manner, slowly dragging it across the paper, stopping for a few seconds before continuing. The hands noticeably became shakier and stiffer.

It seems that the healing potions don't heal everything. The crooked fingers are proof of that.

Still, Grim watched how Yuu struggled before the boy sighed and decided to abandon it to read the notes instead. In Grim's opinion, the writings were pleasing to his eyes, and he could understand them in one glance in comparison to the scrawling from before.

It goes without a doubt that Yuu was very smart and also hardworking. Even that two-toned haired teacher praised Yuu, occasionally giving him candies.

Grim looked at Yuu's hands and decided that he didn't want Yuu to ruin their first exam, so Grim would take the lead. They both are, after all, two-in-one student. It would be awful if Yuu didn't manage to score anything with those hands.

-

Grim noticed Yuu roaming around the room where he was at like a ghost haunting the place. Yuu usually doesn't stay in the same room, and if he does, he usually tries to erase his presence.

So therefore, him hovering around and gazing at him from a certain distance became annoying.

"What are you movin around for? You're botherin me," Grim huffed, looking away from the notes he obtained from a certain someone.

Yuu kept looking at him nervously, his sweat dripping and fidgeting with his fingers lightly.

"Are you sure you're going to do the exam instead of me...? I can do it," Yuu said softly, almost carefully.

"No! I can do it. I'm not that dumb! If anythin, you're goin to make us fail with those hands of yours."

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Grim saw Yuu glanced at his hands for a short moment before hiding them behind his back, expression down as though he's shameful.

"So sit down! I'm gonna ace this exam all by myself!" Grim huffed once more after he said those words as if it would calm Yuu down.

-

Despite not doing anything troublesome like the exam, Yuu grew even more nerve-wracking just watching by the sidelines, fearing that Grim would mess it up, to which Grim assured confidently and exasperatedly that he won't.

His confidence only soared higher when he received high scores and he shoved it to Yuu, who flinched at the sudden action.

Grim dismissed it. After all, he did a very good job of it, so Yuu will definitely be impressed by it, so he held it up with pride.

"85...?" Yuu's voice trembled, and his eyes widened with horror. Grim heard Yuu mumbling from underneath his breath how the teacher won't accept this and will be angry.

Yuu began to shed tears when he saw Ace's and Deuce's marks but not from happiness as he expected. His expression looked frightened and alarmed.

"Hey, it's closer to 100. That's fine, isn't it?" said Ace, trying to comfort Yuu, who is not participating in the exam yet was unusually upset at their marks. "That's not a terrible mark at all!"

"Yes, it is... Master Crewel is going to get angry..." said Yuu with certainty and fear.

Grim thought that the three of them definitely have the same idea in mind at that time, but none spoke them out loud.

-

Contrary to Yuu's words, Professor Crewel does not punish them, but he does look at them all suspiciously.

And now, it's their turn to be scared. Grim didn't expect that all of them actually made a deal with Azul, that scammer!

Upon learning of this fact, Yuu's expression turned to be even more horrified. He hugged himself, and he began to bite the flesh between the thumb and the wrist, almost piercing through them and drawing blood.

Yuu seemed to be in his own world that his words became incoherent, but some managed to understand a few of what he's saying.

"Cheating, lies, not allowed, punished, beaten, angry, apologize..."

A story formed in their head in an instant, but Grim doesn't understand why they would get beaten for that alone?

His question remained unanswered because everyone who managed to strike a deal with Azul sprouted an anemone on top of their head and began to march to the Octavinelle dorm.

Yuu, despite trembling like a shaky leaf, remained still amongst the moving crowd, looking hesitant, as though he will end up in a terrible situation if he followed them.

-

Grim, Ace, and Deuce didn't see Yuu that much after they started working in the Mostro Lounge. Grim did meet Yuu at the dorm, but he hardly gave any attention and just dropped on the spot and snooze.

He had never worked so hard in his entire life, and that made Grim think that it's not worth making a deal with the devil.

But then he thought of the reason why he accepted, and he can only grumble loudly as his tiny paws washed yet another dirty dish.

Surely... this isn't as hard as...

He yowled as the water splashed on his face.

-

They met again during lunch after who knows how long, but Grim is exhausted that time seemed to blend together. The same thing goes for Ace and Deuce as they all dragged their feet to find their table, resisting the urge to sleep.

Yuu, who is somehow accompanied by a very decent Savanaclaw student by the name of Jack, easily spotted them and carefully sat right next to them. His eyes flitted across all three expressions as though he's looking for something, only to slacken the tension in his shoulders.

It did not last long when the Leeches twins invited themselves in, but Grim no longer took notice of this the moment the twins suggested that there is a way for them to be free.

Yuu needed to make a deal with Azul.

It did not last a minute; Yuu buckled instantly under their pleadings to save them. They all cheered, ignoring Jack scolding them.

"You know, for the first time, I think I'm ready to recognize you as our prefect," said Grim, feeling elated at Yuu for the first time.

The smile on Yuu's face immediately went strained, and his gaze was lowered. Grim saw his still injured fingers clenched tightly on his pants as though it wasn't hurt days ago.

"I'm... glad I'm useful," Yuu said.

Maybe Grim should have shut his mouth.

-

Grim still stayed on the bed, and Yuu on the floor.

Grim slept to the scent of salt and the quiet sobbings accompanying the cold night.

-

Grim sneaked out of the kitchen to the VIP room on the day Yuu came to make a deal, a trail of wet spots formed on the carpet as he made his way over there.

He heard voices, and he, who at first wanted to recklessly barge in, suddenly out of character, stopped to lean on the door so he could listen in.

"...You see, prefect, my understanding is that you have no innate magical power." Came Azul's voice.

"You're not gifted with a beautiful voice, nor are you heir to any kingdom. You also do not possess any outstanding and useful skills. You're an utterly run-of-the-mill human in every possible way. Considering the big ask you're making of me, I would need considerable collateral."

It was insults, no matter how many different angles and how many times he tried to listen. If it was Grim whom Azul had told that face to face, he would no doubt be blown up with rage and yell back.

However, Yuu only replied with two words, spoken softly and without stuttering as though he had known that a long time ago and had long accepted it.

"I know."

-

Since Yuu had put the ramshackle dorm as collateral, they both were kicked out of their only shelter into the cold night.

Ace, Deuce, and even Jack offered to help them. The Adeuce insisted Yuu go with them instead of Jack; after all, Jack is from Savanaclaw, and Yuu and that dorm don't mix well together.

Except that didn't happen.

Yuu followed Jack, and he let Grim follow Ace and Deuce.

-

His sleep that night was filled with snores, the rustling of someone moving in their sleep, and a faint smell of roses that was enough not to irritate his nose.

It felt strange that Yuu was not here.

He was awake for hours and he doesn't remember what time it was when he had fallen asleep.

-

Grim does not know what happened to Yuu that same night. But the next day, he spotted bruises blooming all over Yuu's body that Grim suspected some of his ribs might have broken. There were also a few band-aids here and there, and even the face was not spared.

Grim suddenly went mad over this, yelling at Jack, who followed Yuu guiltily. Even Ace and Deuce joined as well, occasionally scolding Yuu lightly for even choosing the place where most students beat him up.

"I'm sorry... I... didn't want to bother you," Yuu murmured, the injuries making him look even more pathetic.

Their anger didn't last long upon seeing this and told him to come to their dorm instead.

Yuu merely shook his head, "I won... fair and square. I'll do my part well."

Nobody knows what he meant by this.

-

They cornered Jack when he's alone after their attempted to steal the photograph failed.

"What does Yuu mean?"

"Why is he hurt like that?"

"What did you do?"

Plenty of accusations were thrown at him that Jack's stern expression twisted into something complicated.

What left his mouth only stunned them even more.

In exchange to live there, Yuu had to be a gopher and also fight and win. And win he did, even as his body is blue and black and his form is close to a deathbed.

There's no benefit in living there and winning said fight if being beaten up and being a gopher awaited him there.

Grim was right when he said that Yuu was a coward and an idiot.

A coward because Yuu cannot say no so he does what Leona said and an idiot for not realizing that there's nothing good that will bring to him in that place.

-

Despite everything, Yuu still went there.

But Grim supposed that there's another reason why he needed to get what Azul wanted to get the ramshackle dorm back.

-

Yuu came up with a plan on the last day when everyone is starting to lose hope. It was simple. Too simple just like the time he came up with in the Dwarf mine, yet it proved to be effective.

The day they initiated the plan also went smoothly that not even the closed museum could ever obstructed said plan with the help of Ace.

Grim rather liked a smart Yuu rather than an idiot, but it is too bad that this showcase of intelligence is very limited and not available most of the time.

But it was on this very same day that Grim realized just how truly smart Yuu is.

Grim had learned Yuu had done something to Leona for him to join his plan, a second plan that no one in the group knows. Yuu and the rest were simply bait, but who would have thought that both plans succeeded anyway.

Grim wondered why it's only time like this that Yuu started to take the lead when he's usually the one who is following and endured.

-

Azul overbloated after that; his lower half became that of an octopus and Grim thought that everything can be handled since they've beaten Riddle and Leona before.

This proved to be a bit difficult seeing as Azul had stolen half of their magic and used it against them. Offensive and defensive, he had it all much to Grim's displeasure.

Azul, just like Leona before, reached out to Yuu with one of those octopus legs the moment his eyes laid on him. Eyes dilated with anger and hatred, only to replace with malicious glee when he caught Yuu who stood still like a sacrifice.

Again with that.

Grim thought he imagined it last time but he really did it again.

Yuu cried and gasped for air as Azul choked the life out of him while everyone is screaming for his name.

Grim thought Yuu hated being beaten up, thought he's scared of it.

So why is he smiling?

-

Grim never got his answer, feeling quite lost and confused with how Yuu acted. The others seemed to know, seemed to understand what Yuu is thinking even if it's just snippets.

But Grim is not as smart as Yuu, so Grim could never understand what goes through Yuu's mind.

The moment the monster got defeated, Grim quickly ate the black magestone the monster left behind to distract himself.

Yuu was currently knocked out cold on the floor, surrounded by his friends who have disheveled appearances. No doubt, they will scold him when he woke up later.

-

They did scold him when he regained consciousness.

Yuu apologized pathetically and said that he was scared he couldn't move his feet. He shed tears and trembled upon being stared upon.

But that's not what Grim saw earlier. Yet, he kept his mouth shut anyway.

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #disney twst #twst #twst yuu #everyone loves yuu #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #Pitiful and Pathetic! Yuu #ace trappola #deuce spade #leona kingscholar #jack howl #azul ashengrotto #twst floyd #twst jade #Am I doing Tsundere Grim right?

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seth x rollo headcanons (which are now canon because i said so)

i keep saying that i am so normal about these two but. i'm not. i'm not normal about them at all. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH Y'ALL HAVE NO IDEA.

so, here are some seth x rollo thoughts i've been having lately!

seth would find rollo interesting and even kinda cute right when he meets him and HE'S ALSO SURPRISED because he never thought that someone like rollo would be his type. and he's not good at hiding his crush on him at all. some of the smartest nrc students, like azul, see right through him and go "okay, seth, this is embarrassing, you should stop" meanwhile other students like deuce or sebek don't notice anything and deuce even starts thinking that seth is actually sick because of how red his face is.

rollo finds seth's behavior a bit weird, but he thinks that he's acting like this because of how tired seth is. yes, it's all those magic users' fault. he just hopes that seth will be able to relax and feel better while he's here. hm? is he worried about him? of course, he is, he can't imagine what it's like to be a magicless person who has to live in a world full of magicians because they can't go back home. he doesn't even deny it- oh, did you expect that he will go full tsundere mode or something?

rollo admits that seth looks really good in his masquerade outfit, however, he won't talk much about it. he has things to do, after all, even though he would love to spend more time with him. he's relieved when he hears that seth will go with trein and grim and not with other teams, because rollo is too busy to keep an eye on him in case those nrc students try anything. seth is not that happy with it though and he wishes he could go with him instead.

when these two finally get a chance to talk to each other, seth is so nervous that he can't say anything properly and he begs ivy to help him. he tries to play it cool and he wants to sound like this extremely smart and polite person.. but he fails miserably. he keeps accidentally using slang words and sometimes he talks too fast for most people to understand, but for some reason rollo still understands him and he actually enjoys listening to him talk, even if his face expression is still the same. most students ask seth to stop because they think rollo finds him annoying, but they have no idea that rollo secretly finds him the most interesting person here. he doesn't get most of seth's slang though..

one of the reasons why rollo is so interested in him is because seth acts like such an innocent person who wants to learn more about this world, but at the same time rollo learns so much from seth?? like yes, this guy will tell you anything he knows about painting, but he doesn't know why the sky is blue. it also bothers rollo that some students think it's just seth being dumb, because it feels like something much more serious. okay, he absolutely has to make sure nothing bad happens to this guy. and yes, he glares at anyone who goes "haha that's just seth being an idiot again" ACE. THANK THE SEVENS FOR NOT PARTICIPATING IN THIS EVENT

when that one "sebek wants to sit next to malleus, but he can't" scene happens, SETH IS SO EXCITED. he lets rollo sit right next to him and he is shaking. no, malleus, don't get the wrong idea, you're fine, but he's more happy to see rollo actually. in fact, he will try to ask someone else to hold grim so that he can do the same thing sebek did, but instead he just wants to ask rollo if he can sit on his lap. grim doesn't let him do that and seth just sits like this >:(

when it's time to dance with everyone, seth asks rollo if he wants to dance with him, but he refuses because "he'd rather watch everyone enjoy the festival". seth says that it doesn't look like rollo is having fun though, but he doesn't force him to dance and decides to watch everyone with him, even though he really wants to join them.

when rollo asks him what he thinks about magic.. the thing is, seth is actually very smart. he already had a feeling that rollo doesn't like magic that much and he can't blame him, he saw so many overblots, he's surprised that he still doesn't hate nrc students mostly because he finds them cute. so, what do you say to your crush in this kind of situation? THAT'S RIGHT, YOU LIE. seth lies to him and says that he actually hates magic and thinks it's too dangerous. seth really wants to join the fun and watch the fireworks, but he can't do that when rollo is right next to him. and thankfully, his crush says that he's glad they think the same, but then he suddenly has to leave. seth wishes he wasn't so busy all the time, but hey, he's a student council president, of course, he can't stay here for too long. hehe, here's another reason to admire him~ but rollo actually knows that seth lied to him, it was just too obvious. so he failed to save him from their influence.. it's okay, he'll just try again.

when the big twist happens, seth does not take it well because he thought that he'll be able to feel more free if he comes to this festival and that's why he agreed to go, he didn't care about "finding a way to come back home" or anything like that. it also doesn't help that the way rollo is acting now kinda reminds him of his sister. he just stands there, he doesn't want to leave the building and the way seth looks at him almost makes rollo regret his decision. but again, it's okay, it's for his own good.

seth is very quiet after that and if he does speak, he mostly says something about him being angry with everyone, including himself. he refuses to fight rollo at first, but then, he asks others to let him go to the belltower with them, because he doesn't want them to hurt him too badly. why does he still want him to be safe even though he reminds him of his sister so much? oh well, it's not like he wants his sister to be in pain as well.

after the fight, he runs to rollo and hugs him, while crying and saying that he's sorry. when rollo asks him why he's apologizing, seth says that he's sorry he couldn't help him and he feels guilty for ignoring rollo's pain meanwhile he tried his best to protect seth even though he did some.. very bad things to achieve that goal. OKAY SETH STOP HE'S ALREADY IN LOVE WITH YOU WHAT ARE YOU DOING.

during the ball, seth steals rollo away from malleus because IT'S HIS TURN TSUNOTAROU. LET HIM HAVE HIS FUN ALREADY. he says that he won't let rollo run away this time and it doesn't seem like his dance partner wants to leave anyway. it looks like he's more comfortable with him than other students too.. oh well, for obvious reasons, haha.

when it's time to leave, seth asks if it's okay for him to text rollo and he says yes, but he apologizes if it takes too long for him to reply because of his duties as a student council president. seth doesn't mind at all and he says that getting at least one message from him would make him happy. seth also promises to visit the city of flowers as often as he can and he says that it won't be a problem for him.

are they friends?? are they dating?? THEY DON'T KNOW. but these two are in some kind of a long-distance relationship now and it doesn't matter if it's platonic or romantic, they just know that they like to talk to each other. rollo usually texts him when it's pretty late and once again, he apologizes to him because he couldn't reply to his messages earlier, but seth is like "DUDE IT'S 2 AM AND I'M MAKING CANDLES WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOU'RE FINE". and then rollo tells him to go to sleep, but seth texts him "only if YOU go to sleep too".. yeah, both of them end up staying up all night because they have their own reasons to still be awake and they're having too much fun talking to each other. sorry ramshackle gang, but i doubt you'll be able to sleep because of seth giggling and kicking his feet.

rollo knew that seth is special, but he really didn't expect him to be so good at.. pretty much anything. no, seriously, how can he be so talented? it's also a big surprise for him when he sees how focused seth becomes when he's doing something like painting or sewing. and he was able to learn how to do all of this without using magic, so rollo was right all along and people don't actually need- okay, okay, he's sorry, he's trying to quit that habit of his, but it's hard.

when they're able to talk to each other face to face, seth finally feels free for once, like he doesn't have to worry about anything. he finds everything so interesting and exciting and he keeps asking rollo questions and he's glad to answer them. it makes him happy to see how much fun seth is having. both of them also talk more about their past when they become close enough and when rollo finds out what seth's sister did to him.. great, now he has someone else to hate and they're not even a magic user! he's also the only one who knows what exactly she did to seth meanwhile most characters don't even know that seth has a sister.

i can't end this post on such a sad note, so. let me just say that when seth finds out about rollo's unique magic, he makes A LOT of fire puns. but only if he's comfortable with them though! if it brings him bad memories, he will stop, he doesn't want to make him sad. he just thought that maybe if he made some jokes about it, it would be easier for rollo to accept his powers and all.. rollo doesn't understand his puns at all at first, but eventually he ends up liking them quite a lot. seth was right, it's a little easier for him to accept it when he looks at it that way. though maybe seth should stop saying he's hot all the time, haha..

#if you think the text looks weird you can thank tumblr's text block limit thing for that <3 #IT DIDN'T LET ME DO ANYTHING FUN WITH THIS TEXT #i wish i could try and fix it but i'm very sleepy rn #just tell me that i'm not the only one who has the same problem. please #anyway i love these two so much i can talk about them 24/7 #the isolated prince: seth #friends' ocs!

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Bad Twst Cast Descriptions + headcanons(?)

i had no idea how to title this at first

DISCLAIMER:

in no way am i trying to offend anyone, i like the TWST cast and their shenanigans and the ENG. translation is hilarious, albeit a little weird and some exclusion of lore Where are Cater's sisters but noone is safe from slander, not even my favorites.

Kinda headcanony from the fact these are things i imagine the staff would do.

***This is blunt and cursing and slight spoiler warning***

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- - -

RAMSHACKLE how is this dorm still standing:

YUU/MC - I don't mean this about your Yuusonas, but canonically they are barely acknowledged and are pretty dumb at times /lh

GRIM - adorable cat troublemaker lacking situational awareness, both unintentionally and intentionally.

- - -

HEARTSLAYBUL too many rules dorm:

RIDDLE - short redhead prodigy with mommy issues, also does horse riding. (theres more but nahh)

TREY - Contradicting baker but also dental care guy who acknowledged and was concerned, but ignored his friend's (short redhead) tyranny and his mental state till the last minute. look I appreciate Treys character and personality but I have to slander him on this

CATER - Social Media obsessed 3rd year, I don't know how he has gotten this far in academics. Also in Eng. TWST he speaks so weird, its amazing.

DEUCE - "retired" delinquent but a mama's boy (I adore his mother), he is generally a good person but holy shit he is dumb at times. smart but dumb 1

ACE - funny but annoying piece of shit, good tact but makes all the wrong decisions, I like him but I also want to push him down a flight of stairs sometimes. smart but dumb 2

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SAVANACLAW furry dorm :

LEONA - Lion man with an inferiority complex, and he is very intelligent but is also 20yo in high school lmao point and laugh /lh

RUGGIE - Not officially the second in command in the dorm but he sure does act like one (rightfully so), he is Leona's babysitter right hand man.

JACK - Tsundere with high sense of justice. also ik he is a wolf beastman and athlete but hE IS THE SECOND TALLEST IN THE CAST AT 16 HOW-

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OCTANIVELLE fish mafia dorm:

AZUL - a messed up dhar mann video, he was bullied so much he became the top of his class and a very successful student business man, exploiting his schoolmates as Monstro Lounge in a admittedly clever and a twisted sort of fair way.

JADE - Calm and calculated bastard with a mushroom obsession, too tall and Floyd's twin. Also I'm pretty sure he intentionally tries to poison people with unknown mushrooms in his dish wtf.

FLOYD - Feral and moody bastard who may or may not squeeze the life out of you with no remorse I bet he has broken some ribs. also has nicknames for everyone. Once cm taller than Jade, his twin but their too tall to see it in the first place.

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SCARABIA Don't stop partying dorm:

KALIM - Look party boy is probably the nicest person in the school, learns quick and has great emotional intelligence, but give Jamil a break holy shit, i like you a lot but you are a emotionally mature man child.

JAMIL - man has been babysitting Kalim since they were kids because of his family, is very capable and intelligent but is willing to do immoral things, like kidnapping. Yes I am salty iykyk.

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POMEFIORE the elegant but little chill dorm:

VIL - this man doesn't care for gender roles (pop off) and i do like his character but if he could tone down the self care criticism harshness especially on Epel that would be great.

ROOK - stalker. Very cool but wtf he creeps me out. Also if you know you know but even though I understand his point of view, I'm still annoyed about the VDC stuff smh.

EPEL - that one character trope about how innocent and cute a person looks, but they are actually a feral little shit. He gets mistaken for a girl a lot but wants to be masculine (to a kinda toxic level? idk how to say it), also did I mention he is a country boy?

also isnt this the oldest dorm after ramshackle, most of the students do act like cranky old people sometimes /j

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IGNIHYDE shut-in headquarters:

IDIA - otaku go touch some grass, I can't blame him for having social anxiety but I have to say he does act like a bitch most of the time.

ORTHO - Robo boy who I'm pretty sure isn't even a student. Cares for his brother a lot but poor thing can't drag him outside for the life of him, even though I'm pretty sure he doesn't have one I'm sorry Ortho is my favorite I cant find any slander besides this.

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DIASOMNIA why is it so ominous dorm:

MALLEUS - Lonely prince who likes ice cream, he is one of my favorites but I also had mistaken him goat beastman at one point, also I liked Tsuntaro but wtf is Hornton? I love it lmao. Also he loves gargoyles. Also WHY IS HE SO TALL WHAT

LILIA - I can't call him an old man so I'm calling him one old ass fae. man keeps up a cute boy appearance but has a deep voice and raised silver + has been to war countless times, kinda sketchy but funny.

SILVER - Lilia's child, I don't want to invalidate or assume that he has narcolepsy, but it seems close enough how have any doctors in TWST not realized this. Also when is Lilia gonna give him a last name? Chill but just a little less dense than Kalim.

SEBEK - half fae half human, parents are a damn power couple but this guy still choses to look down on humans. I call him celery head because why not and also for the JP fans, WAKA-SAMAAA!!!

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NRC STAFF why are you people willingly dealing with NCR students, its not worth it :

CROWLEY - Look I respect him for taken Yuu/MC in the school because of the magic mirror mishap, but he so sketchy istg. Also I am convinced this irresponsible old crow is a fae you can't tell me otherwise.

CREWEL - Alchemy/Science teacher of NRC, wears one big ass fur coat and I think he laughs at his students suffering after he intentionally makes the answer A for 10 questions straight. Also can he chill on the puppies and master thing like jeez its funny but I think he would have almost gotten sued by parents more than once for talking like does to his students lmao /j

VARGAS - muscle man is too buff wtf, also he eats raw eggs I bet with the shells as well. I am pissed off of the end of the Vargas Camp event in the JP game. also how many shirts has this man torn when flexing like students and staff would be placing bets-

TREIN - I'll confess he is my favorite teacher of NRC, I adore Lucius and like history a lot, but I'm surprised this old man hasn't had a stroke from what ever the hell the students do at NRC. Also please tell Lucius to stop meowing during your lectures, we already have to deal with Grim and the ADeuce/"Hunting season" duo.

SAM - Shopkeeper who has everything, I bet he would almost trick you to sell your soul for a toothbrush just to laugh with his friends on the other side. Also wouldn't he have a lot of blackmail on NRC staff and students because I bet the paintings and ghosts tell them.

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this was in the draft for too long its still half baked forgive me lol

#twst #twisted wonderland #twsited wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst crack #twst meme #twst yuu #twst mc #twst grim #twst ramshackle #twst heartslabyul #twst savanaclaw #twst octavinelle #twst scarabia #twst pomefiore #twst ignihyde #twst diasomnia #twst staff

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Savanaclaw + Autistic!MC

The actual content of this is directly copied and pasted from the Wattpad post; the author’s note and content warnings are paraphrased but still keep the general message.

A/N: This involves some stuff like having an autistic sibling, and some other things that weren’t mentioned in the first part.

Content Warnings: Menstruation, injury that happens in the canonical story.

Leona Kingscholar (this dude’s so hard to write ;-;)

The first time he met her was when she stepped on his tail. He was surprised at how much she apologised and insisting on checking his tail for any bruises or broken bones. Who does this herbivore think she is? He often thinks to himself, denying his appreciation of her concern because of his pride.

Unlike the women of the Afterglow Savanna, Leona noticed that MC was rather timid in comparison. Is this normal for herbivores? He felt like something was wrong, but it was simply an afterthought that nagged at him sometimes at night.

Sometimes, after taking a nap, he occasionally sees her nearby minding her own business. When asked, she replied that she found his silence calming. He found this strange but okay. Eventually, sometimes he’d notice a strange change in scent on her end but was too prideful to bring it up.

Before the Magift tournament, he noticed how she was somewhat irritated in general. When he asked her about it, she told him about her brother who often wouldn’t shut up about sports if given the chance. “I’m not even a sporty person,” she grumbled, “please don’t take it personally. I just can’t stand my brother since he’s super loud and an ass.” Well, Leona can’t relate to her struggle exactly but they both mutually hate their older brothers, that’s adequate enough for him.

During his overblot, MC again shows no fear (y’all sense the pattern here). This time it’s his tail and ears that she wants to pet. Ruggie and Jack panic, but it’s simply deja vu for Heartslabyul.

After getting knocked out by Grim during the exhibition match, Jack noticed the changed smell, but accompanied by the smell of blood and told the nurses along with Leona and Ruggie. After being brought to the infirmary, the nurses deduced that she started her period. He grumbled that she should’ve told them and proceeded to prepare for the official game to begin.

When Cheka came to visit them, his loudness scared MC half to death so Leona had to tell Cheka to stop shouting. Did Leona ever find out MC’s autistic? He found out through Ace. Did he change much, if at all? Definitely not, why does that matter anyways to him?

Ruggie Bucchi (also hard to write as well) He paid for his mischief and tomfoolery with an irritated lassie (this is the most powerful sentence I’ve ever written tbh). He stole Riddle and Cater’s magic pens and proceeded to be chased first by an enraged girl acting on sheer impulse and revenge followed by two other first years and a demon cat.

Okay, now this dude’s pretty laid back so he’s going to be tolerant, but after she chases him to an inch of his life he’s going to be terrified. He’s going to be confused when MC doesn’t get his jokes or her fury at the pranks he pulls at first, but when explained by Deuce that she usually doesn’t understand jokes (he gon get smacked) unless she herself makes them and tells him don’t pull these pranks again (everyone’s traumatized, -1000/10 won’t want to experience again). When Ruggie told her that she’s terrifying, she simply replied with, “You say that but my mom’s scarier.”

Poor dude’s gonna think her mom’s this super tall buff woman that can knock someone out with little to no effort but he’s thinking completely wrong. When he asks her how she is terrifying she replies with, “Well...mom fought the school board where I’m from because my brother was bullied heavily in middle school. He’s so traumatized that he won’t go near the campus. I hated that school anyways, too loud for my liking.”

He likely doesn’t realise the hormonal changes until Leona mentions it. “I thought she was quite docile,” he says, “maybe she’s just having an off day.” Ruggie usually doesn’t take anything seriously, but this was getting into weird territory and can’t take it lightly.

When Leona overblotted, Ruggie and Jack were terrified at the fact that she seemingly didn’t register that, y’know, this is a dangerous situation and you really shouldn’t be petting his ears. “She did something similar when Riddle overblotted,” Deuce tells them, “it’s just deja vu for us.” And then she kicked him in the balls and scurried off...nobody expected that.

After the fight, Ruggie and Jack noticed that she was slightly fatigued (they didn’t smell the blood yet). When Crowley told her to sit on the sidelines she just shrugged, telling him that she’s been getting some cramps anyways and is likely in no shape to play anyways.

Grim chucks disc at MC, Jack notices the smell of blood, brings her to infirmary and finds out she started her period right after the overblot fight, yadda yadda (it’s 5 AM and I only got three hours of sleep please bear with me).

Eventually, he finds out after asking Deuce that she’s autistic. Nothing really changes, he just makes sure to watch his mouth and try not to pull pranks on her (he’s permanently traumatized y’all).

Jack Howl (he’s a very good boy...a tsundere one but still) He first met MC when she and the Heartslabyul boys (excluding Trey because…y’know) were scoping out who was most likely to be the next victim of the strange injuries. She insisted on doing it herself (bad idea when your period starts soon and there’s a bunch of humanoid students who can smell the pheromones).

She ended up getting hit on by some of the upperclassmen, she didn’t say she was uncomfortable due to self advocacy issues. Luckily Jack is a very good boy with a sense of justice so he drove them off and made sure she was okay.

After thanking him and explaining what was happening, he told MC that he didn’t need any protection. He muttered that he likely wouldn’t be targeted under his breath under the assumption it was too quiet for her to hear. He was oh so wrong.

She asked if she heard him correctly, that he would likely not be targeted. He realised at this point that he shouldn’t have underestimated her. He gave in and whispered into her ear that he had an idea of who was behind it, but couldn’t tell her yet. He wasn’t expecting to get ear scritches and a reminder to be safe just in case. Did he like it? He didn’t like to admit it, but he did. Did he expect it? Definitely not.

When he turned into his beast form before Leona overblotted, he didn’t realise that MC’s pupils widened. She wanted to pet him and squish his toe beans, okay? He was too angry at Leona to notice though.

When Leona did overblot, he panicked when she casually approached him and started petting his ears. He was trying his best not to lunge forward to grab her and take her somewhere far away, but she kicked Leona in the groin before scurrying off far enough to not be attacked. After the fight, he noticed that she smelled like she was bleeding but didn’t bring it up.

Skipping to the exhibition match after Grim knocked her unconscious with the disc, Jack rushed to her side to check for any injuries. Luckily she didn’t get too severe of brain damage, but the smell of blood and pheromones was overly strong, especially near her pelvis. He told this to the nurses before they brought her to the infirmary, and also told this to Leona and Ruggie.

After being told by Ace and Deuce that MC’s autistic, he’s gonna try his best to research it (dude’s intelligent, I admire that). He’s also going to research menstruation so he’ll be better prepared the next time it happens.

#twisted wonderland fanfiction #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland savanaclaw #leona kingscholar #twst ruggie #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #menstruation cw #injury cw

[astringofmadhousefloozies]

The Birthday Fic

Several months in the making. Started around Ruggie’s birthday (Which is why he’s the opener) completed long past my own birthday.

Content warning for coarse language, sexuality, mentions of illness and the medication needed for managing it, and getting wildly horny to a point that even I was impressed with myself.

As always, there’s more in my Twisted Wonderland Fanfiction tag, send me a message if you liked it! (I know what the birthday gifts were from most everyone, even if not mentioned in-fic.)

~*~*~*~

"I'm sorry dude, what did you say? You ears started going and I just tuned the fuck out."

"I said, 'when's it your turn to have the school-run birthday party?' It's got it be soon." Ruggie's intentionally twitching his damn ears, has to be, and you had to physically shield your eyes to be able to answer properly.

"I don't fucking know, man, I need to have a birthday for that."

"Everyone has a birthday."

"Yeah, but I don't know when mine is."

"Can't Crowley tell you? He's got all kind of magic."

You sighed. "He tried that, so I could remember my proper name. He can't even get a year fix."

"That fucking sucks, Yuu." Ruggie passed you a pop can before cracking open one himself. "You should get one of these, too."

"Ah, maybe Riddle will take pity and dedicate me a specific Unbirthday party." What was this, melon? Not bad.

"That's not the same because you won't get loot."

"Yeah, you wanna go through fifty boxes of chocolates to get rid of all the ones with potion-of-suck-your-dick? I'm good."

He scrunched his nose in disgust. "People still trying love spells on you?"

"Not as much, but I still get Mal to check them over for me. He's good about that."

"He just doesn't want to share."

"Shush."

"It's true!" He stopped for a moment. "Does he know you don't have a birthday?"

"He hasn't realized yet and you're not going to tell him."

~*~*~*~

"Yuu?"

"Trey?" You blinked up at him. You didn't talk as much as you'd like to, mostly because every time he showed up your mouth rapidly filled with whatever treat he'd just made.

"What do you like best for cake?"

"I will literally eat anything that you put in front of me if you make it, even if it's full of shit I hate."

He raised an eyebrow. "Okay, new angle. What don't you like?"

Oh boy, he better prepare himself. "Fondant tastes gross, modeling chocolate is white chocolate so I hate it, a cake should be cake and not mostly fucking icing and rice crispy treats, most icing's too heavy for me if it's not whipped cream- why are you writing this down."

He looked up from his notebook, blinking at you with his pleasing yellow eyes. "Because you always give thoughtful feedback to my baking and I want to make you something as a thank you."

"Oh. If that's it, I'd rather have cheesecake."

~*~*~*~

"Mon Trickster~"

"Rook, I'm trying to re-" You yelped as he squeezed your waist, and you swatted at him. "Fuck's gotten into you?"

"What, I cannot play with my sweet friend?" He'd dragged you from your seat in the library, and was now doing his damndest to twirl you around without ramming you through the tables.

"Not right now! I expect this shit from Floyd, not you." He's going to get you both kicked out of the library if he doesn't smarten up.

"Our dearest Malfeasant is playing with the Rose King right now. Besides, he lacks my talents." He stretched your arms out straight before twirling you around, your back pressed to his front.

"Is that getting away with being a shithead?" you ask as you pap the side of his face, too little force to be a slap but with a similar message of 'stop'.

"Amongst much else, my dear!" He managed to dip you low, bracing one of your legs in the air, and you wiggled out of his grasp with a thump to the floor.

"Ah, what an invitation, ma belle! But alas, I cannot. It could never be. I'll see you at lunch." And he left you there, baffled, on the floor.

You wound up getting kicked out of the library after you started shrieking in rage and kicking like a damned toddler. What the fuck was that about?

~*~*~*~

"People are being weird."

"Everyone's weird around you." If Idia's combo kept, this would be a perfect match. "You encourage it in people with your presence. It's a passive AOE. No fighting against it."

"More than normal."

"It's the curse of spring. If you aren't sneezing, you see pretty girls and get stupid." He got his perfect match, and went back to the lobby. "Even I'm not immune to simp fever and spring flowers."

"You sure? You only go outside so you don't die of Vitamin D deficiency."

He pouted at you. "Girlfriends are supposed to be nice to you, you know."

"If I stopped, you'd wonder what's wrong. Anyway, then you couldn't brag to your followers about a tsundere girlfriend."

"You're not even a tsundere! You genuinely like me even when you're mean." He leaned back and stared at the ceiling. "You're maybe sadodere."

"What's that one?"

"Sadistic yet affectionate."

You opened your mouth but genuinely couldn't argue. He was too fucking cute not to be mean to! What can you say? That pwease-no-buwwy aura he got when distressed was just too much.

"Yeah." He paused, a small smile creeping across his face. "Yuu."

"Yeah?"

"You really like stripes, don't you?"

You looked down, at his blue striped shirt you were wearing. It honestly fit you better than it did him. Further down was pinstriped socks, and if you remembered, the underwear had stripes too.

"What do you think."

~*~*~*~

"Mal?" "Yes?" "Why do you have all this even if you don't wear any of it?" "I do wear earrings now, thanks to you." He dropped another oversized ring onto your finger. "The rest, I simply don't bother with unless I must appear in an official capacity."

"So I'm a special occasion?"

He smiled at you, sweet and genuine. "Always."

"Then why am I your jewelry rack today?" So many necklaces. So many rings. There'd be a crown on your head, too, if the crowns for Draconias weren't essentially elabourate chains hanging off the horns.

"Perhaps I enjoy seeing you wearing my things. You wear Shroud's all the time." He was slowly going through a box of rings, trading them on and off your fingers after puzzling over them.

"Your clothes are tailored, and I'm too big around." You thought for a moment. "So, Mal."

"Yes?"

"Are you planning on something you aren't telling me?"

He blanched and immediately went shift eyed. "Of course not."

You took a breath. "I'm gonna say no."

"Yuu-"

"I'm pretty sure your grandmother would eat me alive if I said yes."

"No!" He made a shushing guesture. "I... am planning something. But not a proposal, my goodness, that would be too much pressure for you and would splinter the kingdom." He sighed. "Even if I would like it."

"I know you would. What are you planning."

"No."

"Yes, tell me."

"It's a surprise. You'll get it at some point in the future."

You thought back to some of the stranger events of the past few weeks. "... is it a birthday party, Malleus."

"Nnnnnnoooooooooooooo?" His face was a desperate, wide-eyed mask of please-believe-me.

"Yes it is."

"I didn't say that."

"You might as well have!"

"It's not." He wasn't even facing you anymore, knowing his face would betray him.

You took a deep breath. 

"I can keep pretending I don't know. I mean, if you want to throw a surprise party, I can't really stop you. And anyway," you added, "If I don't have a set birthday, there's no way I can know exactly when it's coming."

He relaxed, slightly.

"Don't get me a ring, though."

He chuckled. "That does have implications, doesn't it."

"Don't it, though?"

"I was checking what colours were most flattering for you." He finally turned around, all warm smiles. "I should have known. They all look lovely, because you're the one wearing them."

"Stop." You could feel you cheeks reddening. "If it helps, gold doesn't make my ears act up."

~*~*~*~

When you walked to your dorm one warm day, after school, you simply could not see the building for the brambles grown up since you left this morning.

"Yuu?"

"Grim?"

He squinted at you, unimpressed. "Your prince boyfriend has lost his fucking mind. Why'd he do this?"

"I think I know." You looked in amongst the branches, which held no roses, but something better. You plucked off a blackberry and held it to your little shoulder monster.

"Ew, no. I want tuna."

"Suit yourself." There was a path, and if you got on tiptoes, a tent half-hidden behind the briar. "You ready for a party, Grim?"

"What? What party?"

You shifted him from your shoulder to your hip as you walked along, careful of your sore arm. "They decided I needed a surprise party because I don't have an actual birthday. Figured it out like two... three? weeks ago."

"Why didn't you tell me?" He stopped, looked away, and bristled. "Why didn't they tell me?!?"

"Because you can't keep a fucking secret?"

He yelled and scrambled to the ground. "Hey assholes why didn't you tell me I better be getting presents too-" He's already out of sight, and you can't stop laughing at him. It's better like this, when he's himself.

~*~*~*~

Why is Everyone here. There's a huge stack of presents, there's a buffet table, there's chairs, there's - 

"Shrimpie's here!" And then everyone converged with enough words that it was just a wall of sound; mystery hands leading you to a chair, someone was trying to stick a hat on you -

"Wait!"

People only stepped off and quieted because your voice cracked. Idia, hiding in a corner, managed to raise sympathetic eyebrows before whispering something into Azul's ear.

"I gotta go inside for like, five minutes, I'll be right back." And off you went.

~*~*~*~

"You don't seem the type to do drugs."

You looked up and laughed. "Well, Vil, I gotta get through the day somehow." You shook out two pills and poured a glass of water.

"What are they for?" He leaned against the doorway, as though it wouldn't cover his clothes with splinters and dust.

"These," you said as you pointed to the two in your hands "are anti-nausea. They're new."

"How many of those do you take?" He nodded towards the other bottles on the counter. “I didn’t see them during training.”

"Well," you said, as you started to number them off on your fingers. "I started the first ones after Eliza, to help stabilize my organs, the second ones were immunity-boosting after my pneumonia, I started taking vitamins after that as well, I got sleeping pills for nightmares after Jamil blotted - they don't always work, but hey - and, well." You shook your current bottle. "Your curse vapours are pretty good, it turns out."

He blanched, and you backpedaled. "You weren't yourself, and I only have to take these before meals now. I had to get IVs in the morning for a few days, I couldn't keep... wait, wait, shit, no, I'm sorry, don't make that face -"

Vil crossed the distance, putting his face very close to yours. "You should have told me."

"Why make you feel even worse, man?"

"Because I could have formulated something better for the damage." He flicked your nose, more exasperation than malice. "Cures and poison go hand in hand. I can't fix what was done if I don't know."

"Taking care of my medical woes is not your job, Vil."

"You don't get to tell me what is and isn't my job." He squeezed you close with one arm. "You're just an exhausting little potato."

"I'm a delicious little sweet potato that you can't resist."

He sighed, exhausted. "Yes you are. Now take your pills and stop with secrets."

~*~*~*~

"What kept you?"

"Had to make sure there's room in the fridge for all your food, Trey." He hadn't chosen one cheesecake - he had at least two dozen varieties of bite sized miniatures, labeled by flavour and potential allergens. "You were busy."

"Well, I felt like experimenting. I hope you don't mind."

"You're the one doing me a favour." You looked around, everyone chatting idly with one another. "Where's Mal."

"..."

"I swear to fucking god if he didn't get an invitation to the party he helped organize-"

~*~*~*~

It turns out he'd left to fetch an obnoxiously large bouquet of flowers, the scent so overpowering you thought your chair might tip from the force of it.

"You do enjoy them?" Mal was so cute when unsure.

"Yes, dear." As long as people didn't crowd in again. Lately, you can only take so much sensation before your brain shorts out and you start yelling. "Set them on the table, I'll have to start on them later." Hairspray and an arid room would have those dried within the week.

"Which part of the celebration will we start with first?"

"I don't know. It's my party but you're the ones throwing it. Where's Grim?"

He pointed over to one of the set up tables, where Grim sat in a pile of wrapping paper, furiously kick-scratching at a wriggling toy fish as big as he was, while Cater filmed. "We realized a few days ago he'd be unhappy if he didn't get his own presents."

"Aww. Is there catnip in that?"

He leaned in conspiratorially. "We're not supposed to have any on campus because Kingscholar is susceptible to it."

You went right past normal laughter straight to wheezing.

~*~*~*~

So far, the highlights were: A mycological photobook from Jade big enough to crush someone's head with (that he cheerfully wrote as such on the inside flap), an enormous multipack of slipper socks from Ruggie (with a note saying it was a return on the doughnut-patterened ones you'd given him for his own birthday) and a parure set from Floyd, crafted from thousands of woven seed pearls with carved coral feature beads that was frankly obscene in the amount of money it must have cost. (He, of course, said it was worth it as long as you wore it for him, and simply laughed when you quipped that he meant with clothing right?)

The rest was fantastic, still - various books and movies, a pretty glass vase from Ace stuffed with wildflowers, fine silk dresses from Kalim and a simple belled bracelet tucked in, from Jamil. Currently, you were opening a basket from Vil.

"Oh, wow," you meant with sincerety as you pulled out a light, fragrant soap. "You make this yourself?"

"Yes. There's soaps, shampoo, conditioner, perfumes, lotions..."

You smiled at him sweetly. "You saying I stink, Shoenheit?"

He mirrored your smile right back at you. "Be sure to use them."

"... I'm going to kill you," you said, laughing, as you lobbed the wrapping paper at his face.

~*~*~*~

"Az?"

"Mm?" He was watching with amusement as you looked the jacket over, a lovingly tailored frock coat in periwinkle wool and shell toggles.

"Are you sure this'll fit?"

"Of course." He guestured down the table to Rook, who waved. "He checked your measurements."

"When did-" Ohhhhhh. Oh. Alright. "I'm surprised he couldn't tell by just looking."

"I could, mon ange! But that was more fun!"

~*~*~*~

Malleus barely hid his pout when sliding his box over to you, and it didn't take you long to guess why. "Floyd's jewels really show yours up, huh."

"Perhaps," he said, pointedly not looking at the boy currently playing with Grim.

"Yours are more special because they're from you." When unwrapped, the box was stunning; carved walnut with shell inlaid curlicues. "My god, how old is this?"

"Older than I am," he said with a smile.

"How old is that, Mal."

He just kept smiling, and you rolled your eyes and opened the box to reveal a piece far, far different than the frothy confection Floyd gave you. A single, sizable brooch of gilt and enamel, a tiny faerie woman staring up at you with imperious emerald eyes, she was so lovingly crafted you could see the tension of her muscles and the hair between her legs.

"This piece is only a hundred and fifty years old," he said mildly. "The artist lives in the Valley of Thorns, and created it in the image of her lover." His smile was fond, and sweet. "They're still together to this day. Even if we may not last so long, I hope that it can be as strong."

The sentiment was enough to make you tear up.

~*~*~*~

Several tissues and a bat-shaped blanket from Lilia later, Idia pulled out a large box. And another, and another.

"Uh, Idia."

He just turned red as he stacked another box.

"Dude, holy fuck. What did you do?"

"Looked at your wishlist on your shopping websites." He's flickering pink at the tips of his hair. "Couldn't decide."

"I told him to just get them all!" Ortho looked wildly proud of himself. "Some of them are from me."

You blinked several times. "I thought the sites broke." You started feeling faint. "Idia."

"Yes?" He finally brought out one last box, easily two thirds your height, and set it in front of you.

"Some of those dolls were... so much madol."

He was shifty-eyed. "Yeah."

"Some of the outfits were themselves more than some of the dolls on those wishlists."

Despite the redness, his face was still. "Yeah."

"Oh my god." You're already sitting down, but you need to lie down. "That's too much money."

"It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"Why do you have so much money one of those sites alone was at least a million madol's worth of-"

"Please just open the boxes," he said in a strained voice. "I don't want them all staring."

You take your shaking hands to start unwrapping, mentally trying to figure out which rooms in the building were sound enough to hold obscene amounts of porcelain, resin and plastic. By the time you were done, there were over forty of varying shapes and sizes with complete wardrobes for each; the last not even on any list - that was an art piece near as tall as you, a fine bone china girl with golden curls and knowing eyes from an artist whose work did not go for less than five million madol even firsthand. Your vision greyed at the sight of her, and when you came to your senses, everyone breathed a sigh of relief before spending the rest of the evening treating you as something at least as delicate and precious as her.

~*~*~*~

It's just past sunset, and guests are still milling about. You're not really looking at them, though - you're losing your little friend.

Grim's only himself in daylight, now. Once the night hits, he goes back to the strange, feral thing that laid your wrist open to eat a chunk of solid ink. He's gone twitchy, wordless, pacing with his now headless robot fish in his mouth, before finally tearing through the brambles to god-knows-where.

"... I don't know what to do about it. He doesn't come back at night anymore. What if he doesn't come back at all one night?"

"I won't let that happen." Idia was draped over the back of your chair, idly playing with the wrapping on your wrist. You couldn't see his face, but a curious tension was clear in his voice. "How many of those crystals has he eaten?"

"All of them, as far as I know." There may have been one on the camping trip that you were mercifully excluded from; thankfully your restraining order against Vargas meant that Grimm had been allowed to attend by himself. Good thing, too, your period had arrived weeks early. "Do you think it's like mercury poisoning? The effects get worse as more collects in his body?"

"Maybe. It's something to look into."

You snorted, lightly. "What do you know about it?"

"... Less than I'd like." Before you could ask, he leaned down to your ear to whisper, "I'd rather know you."

"What, now?" You looked around at the tables. "There's still people here-"

You barely stifled a cry when he nipped at your earlobe. "I put on something nice for you~" You could hear the smirk in his voice as he played every trick in his book to goad you. "Unwrap me and see~"

It took every ounce of self control in you to not throw him down on the table and take him right there, in front of God and every student in the school.

~*~*~*~

"I'm too late, I see."

"Close that damned door before everyone hears."

Malleus obediently shut the door to the balcony before setting his slotted pillow on the dresser. "They couldn't even if they had their ear to the door, I soundproofed all our rooms months ago."

"Aren't you clever. Did they buy the excuse?"

"I think that they would have believed that you were going to bed if you did not say it as soon as Shroud went inside looking very proud of himself."

You flopped back onto your pillows, eliciting a sleepy grunt from Idia. "Shit."

"And if you didn't trip on the stairs in your haste."

"Now you're making fun of me."

"Perhaps," he smiled, sitting at the foot of your bed and idly stroking your leg.

"So, why didn't you tail up after us?"

"I am, if I try very hard, capable of some discretion, even when it comes to you," he huffed. "And anyway, someone had to see everyone off, get everything put away, and bring the gifts inside."

Your face fell. "I'm sorry-"

He crept up to put a finger to your lips. "It was very simple. Now," he pressed himself against you and turned to look at Idia's drowsing form, "what is this?"

You snickered lightly to yourself. "I think he found my browsing history." All you'd left on him was a fine pair of silk stockings, with delicate stripes from thigh to toe. You'd never thought he'd even consider wearing something like that, but your pretty blue boy was so full of surprises.

Malleus hummed to himself as he reached out a hand, dragging a finger along one bruised hip. Idia only sighed and fluttered his lashes, and Mal let out a stuttering gasp.

"Do you think," he whispered, voice hoarse, "that if I took these off with my teeth, that he would still stay asleep?"

You felt faint at the thought. "I don't know, but let me watch you try."

~*~*~*~

You awoke, later, to Idia sitting with the blankets pooled around his waist, five of his blue screens open. You couldn't make much sense of them, too sleepy to make out the letters on their obnoxious brightness, so you reached out both hands to squeeze his waist.

He yelped and scowled at you. "Go to sleep."

"No, you." The screens weren't making any more sense, but there was, briefly, a picture of Grim. "What are you working on?"

"I'm almost done," he said, which was not an answer but you were too tired to notice, so you reached up his back to wind a few locks of hair around your hand - and pulled, which lead to another annoyed yelp as he quickly saved and closed his work. "Just say you're weak to light attacks instead of doing that."

"You know I am." When he finally laid back down beside you, you put your face to his chest, as much to block out the light from his hair as for warmth and comfort. No wonder he slept so poorly, he literally gave off blue light every hour of the day, that only dimmed once he was already asleep. "Tell me about it later, okay?"

"Later," he said, and you drifted off between your two boys, which was almost as nice as sleeping with Grim in your bed, but this would have to do until he got better.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland fanfiction #malleus draconia #idia shroud #twst grim

[twsty-lav]

i need to write this or i will implode

tw gore or something its literally re zero ok

1.  The first time it happened--If Yuu even bothered to remember the first--It was really just an accident... And it was sort of their own fault. Honestly, it’s kind of funny, at least in hindsight. 

Yuu quickly learns that in NRC, everything is funny in hindsight.

... Well, at least they had always been easily amused.

The first time it happened, they were obediently sweeping the Main Street like Crowley had instructed. Grim might have kicked up a fuss about it, but Yuu was grateful as is! Better a leaky, slightly ghost-infested dorm than no dorm at all, right? And it would be infinitely more awkward to just be a freeloader. 

(Think of the debt! Think of the obligation! Think of the crushing sense of uselessness every time you see the headmaster!)

 In any case, Yuu was perfectly content to be the janitor, rude students aside.

Speaking of rude students (and also Grim), the Main Street they had worked so hard to clean was currently getting more and more scorched by the second. And there was a guy trying to punch a cat with magic. And people were watching. 

Crowley told me to keep a leash on Grim, Yuu thinks, staring blankly at the two dueling it out in the middle of the street. A fireball whizzes past their face. It smells a little like wet cat fur. 

Not that Yuu doesn’t appreciate wet cat fur (they had a cat they loved very much--Which had been Grim’s only saving grace earlier), but...

They value their life more than they value not being in moral debt. Yeah, Crowley can deal with this on his own. 

Yuu turns back to sweeping the Main Street, but only after sighing despairingly. They’re going to have to scrub so many ashes out of the pavement. 

... Maybe they can force Grim to do it. 

“Oh,” they mutter, accidentally bumping into a student--Was that a fucking tail? Did they land in someone’s furry fantasy?--”Really sorry ‘bout that.” Yuu coughs, pointedly looking away from the conspicuously animal parts of the dude’s face, “I’m a little out of it today. Because... Reasons.” Five guesses on what those are. 

Luckily for them, the white-haired student doesn’t seem particularly affected. He frowns a little, but doesn’t seem too ticked off. (Actually, Yuu would be more suprised if they even felt that little run-in. Holy shit, why the fuck were people here build like fucking trucks, what the fuck, no they’re not jealous--) His ear twitches--Kind of like a dog, and oh my god, Yuu can’t handle this--”It’s fine,” He mutters shortly, and for a moment the frown redirects itself over their head towards the cat-man brawl. “... Do you need help with that?” A pause, “It’ll get in my way if they keep this up.” 

Ah, Yuu thinks in the back of their head, I understand the tsundere charm now. “Holy shit,” They say out loud, “Yes please, thank you so much, I’m in your debt forevERAGH--” 

They didn’t mean to say the last part, of course. The student had yanked them out of the way of what happened to be a blue fireball. “Wow,” They say dumbly, staring at the new scorch mark on the street, “I guess I really am in your debt forever, thanks dude.” 

Yuu then turns around and walks directly into a spell.

Haha, hilarious.

First they think, At least it wasn’t a fireball. Then they think, I’d take a breeze over a literal ball of fire any day. 

Then they think, Ow, son of a fucking mother-fudge-fucking bitch and a half, that hurts like a wrong cheese stick-shit-fucker.

No, they are not very good at swearing. But in their defense, they think the situation calls for some leeway, what with feeling like someone ripped out half their organs. Speaking of which--

“Ow,” Yuu says, except it’s more like a choked whimper. The world spasms white, and they collapse. 

(Onto their bad side, too, because nobody likes them today.)

But they don’t have time to think about that; They’re red-hot like an iron but wet-cold like damp cloth, the world is a blur, something is sticky, sticky, sticky. Why is it sticky, Yuu hates being sticky, doesn’t even eat watermelon with their hands because of it--

Their arm flops pathetically into view. It’s very red. Paint, A voice in their head supplies pathetically. “No,” They mumble to their brain, “No, no, that’s definitely blood.” 

Paint, The voice says, a little hysterical. It’s paint, it’s paint, it’s paint--

It’s their own voice. Oops.

“H... H..y! Hey--” Oh, it’s the dude with the furry white ears. Except they’re speckled red-brown-red now, probably with all that paint. He looks reasonably traumatized. “Hey, hey, hey--Look at me, stay with me--Stop gawking and go get help, you assholes--”

Yuu snorts, and tastes the ringing of paint in their ears.  “Do you... Want me to look... At you... Or not?” Talking hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts so bad, ”... What happened?” they manage to gasp. It’s only kind of a sob, ribs creaking with the effort. After a moment of silence, they repeat the question. “What... happened.” 

“Nothing,” The student shoots tersely, shifting in a way that scrapes barbed wire up their spine, “Nothing, nothing happened, just hold on--” And they’re lying, a niggling voice in the back of Yuu’s head tells them they’re lying, something happened and he’s not telling them what--Every alarm in their head blares with liar, liar, 

liar--

“No,” they thrash childishly, “No, no, no, no--What happened!? Tell me what happened, I wanna know what happened!” 

“Wait, shit, stop moving!”

“No, no, no--”

... They should have listened. Yuu would have been better off not knowing. 

For one, it hurt like a bitch to move. For another--

Yuu had been a lot happier when they didn’t know what their small intestine looked like.  (It looked like a fat, oily sausage crossed with a particularly ugly worm. They were never going to eat hot dogs again.)

They only got a glimpse before blood-soaked hands tamped own on the wound, desperately shoveling at their guts to force them back in. They only got a glimpse--How the smooth, shiny membrane peeked out of the the gaping hole like a cute little snake.

It was only a glimpse. 

“Don’t,” Yellow eyes invade their vision again. Yuu closes their mouth. “Don’t think about it. Don’t scream. You’ll be--You’ll be fine. Listen to me. You’ll be fine.” He says it over and over again. He says it like a chant, a spell, a mantra. They mouth it back like a lifeline.

You’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, you’ll be fine.

You’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, you’ll be fine.

You’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, you’ll 

be

you’ll be fine,

er crowley, help 

no,

fine

2.

Yuu wakes up with a prayer on their lips.

“Wow, worst dream ever.”

#rip jack ig #traumatized 4 life #but time resets so its ok #no res au #re zero au #twst yuu #twst wonderland #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twst angst #twst scenarios #disney twisted #twst jack #jack howl #ace trappola #dire crowley #nrc #night raven college #twst grim #twisted wonderland angst #twisted wonderland scenarios #lol ace fucked up #character death #death tw #lav hasn't slept #savanaclaw #heartslabyul #that got dark real fast #twst

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hello- Just here to give you this and the translations of it- mAh HeArT-- AM DYING- TOO WHOLESOMEEEEE-

My birthday tends to fall during final exam/project season every year 😔 so I rarely have the time to stop doing schoolwork to relax and celebrate... Being able to hear and read the TWST birthday lines in advance because I know I won’t have time to do it later makes me so happy!! 😭

***Spoilers for the main story and the boys’ birthday lines to the player below the cut!***

bR uH THE rO T hAs GOT mE SO baD RigHT NOW—

THE VOICE LINES ARE SO CUTE 😭 I’M GONNA GIVE MY THOUGHTS ON EVERY SINGLE ONE ESpeCiaLLY J *DE’S AnD ROoK’S—

Riddle - I don’t like sweets too much, so~ I’d rather feed my excess birthday cake to Riddle! That’ll give me way more enjoyment than eating the cake myself.

Trey - I BET YOU PUT OYSTER SAUCE IN THAT “SPECIAL” CAKE

Cater - Seeing as how Cater didn’t have many close friends growing up, the fact that he remembers our birthday and goes out of his way to pick something he knew we’d like is really sweet of him. WEEEEH, Cay-kun 😭 Don’t make me like you, you dummy!!

Ace - If it weren’t for Ace’s good memory, I would definitely think he forgot what day it was and scrambled to act all nonchalant about it.

Deuce - Normally, I would happily accept free food, but when it’s coming from Deuce, I feel like I just bullied a little kid out of their lunch money. I’d probably ask him to buy me somethting cheap, like a juice box or a cookie. You know, spare his wallet.

Leona - Love how Leona just does not give a single fuck 😂 Still salty about the time we made a ruckus while he was trying to sleep, I guess.

Ruggie - hdkabSvsjavssbw He’s so cheeky >_< I’m gonna pinch his face for that—

Jack - This here is the textbook definition of a tsundere response.

Azul - Before I even read Azul’s lines, I just knew there was going to be a catch to his generosity. Turns out, I was right—I just didn’t expect it to be kind of wholesome? He’s investing in us, and that’s like his own way of saying he’s cheering for us to succeed~

Jade - 😳 Omg am I going to get pranked by THE J Leech himself? Am I gonna get a pie or a confetti bomb to my face? Or is the present something so sketchy it can’t be seen in public? Is it a deadly poison? Something super expensive bought with Leech mafia money??????? djaheibsiedjjnooesbjenws ieneoeveoenekeveieeie MY MINd I S LIKE GOing CRazY bRaInstorMING iDeaS HNNNNNNNGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH This slimy bastard could gift me a packet of ketchup and I’d kiss his feet and cry uncontrollably and thank him for it

Floyd - ☺️ Can you not? Floyd??? Please? A small, quiet celebration is perfectly fine. Also, if you can hook me up with your fine and perfect brother—

Kalim - I’m touched that Kalim’s throwing so much effort into a celebration but????? I’m introverted, so a big, flashy party like that would tire me out in like five minutes. (I’ll just busy myself with eating food to avoid talking to most people!)

Jamil - You poor, overworked man. Just take a break today and share a cup of tea with me, that’s my birthday wish.

Vil - I didn’t expect him to joke about forgetting the date. Ace and Ruggie, yeah, but not Vil. It’s nice to see a playful side to him (e-even though he also went and planned a whole l party st the same time)! I hope Vil gifted me his skincare routine~

Rook - OKAY, OKAY, CALL ME A BABY IF YOU WANT BUT I CRIED WHEN I READ THESE LINES 😭 BRUH ROOK WhY ARe YOu LiKE THIS HoW ArE YoU SO PosiTiVE?????? HOW IS AN UGLY POTATO LIKE ME CONTRIBUTING BEAUTY INTO THIS WORLD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I’M GONNA SLAP SOME sENse INTO YOU I SWEAR i’M IM iMma mmzndnsbaskdbsosjeuvdisndirhfxjevrjrbdoebridlewjheodnxpwjdlrnxoebkdbwksveisnsisiMoeehisnekeie

Epel - I’m the worst at understanding accents, so I’ll just smile and nod. The jam would last me a long time (maybe right up to my next birthday!) since I don’t like too much sweetness on my bread. Mmmm, jam... 🤤

Idia - No, no, Idia... I totally vibe with you. (Social anxiety is fun/s)

Ortho - Alright, Ortho. Give me all those juicy government secrets. Tell me Kalim and Azul’s banking information. What skeletons is Crowley hiding in his closet? Are my TWST theories correct? Is Yana planning a RSA arc—

Malleus - Poor Malleus, thinking he got forgotten yet again... But personally, I wouldn’t be throwing a party anyway. I’m fine with just a casual hangout with my friends to celebrate.

Lilia - Ooh, reinforcement here of super old fairies having a screwed up sense of time. Haha, Lilia sounds like a dad that’s excited that his introvery kids finally made a friend~

Silver - Aw, Silver’s hard on himself 💦 I’d want to do something nice and relaxing with him just to get his mind off of that.

Sebek - Sebek not only works hard, but he parties hard?! Not gonna lie, I want him to show me the way I’m “supposed to” celebrate. It sounds like a fun learnijg ezperience~

Grim - Because canned tuna is gross, Grim. Sushi grade raw tuna is where its at. Let’s have sushi for the birthday party and I’ll show you how good it is!

#spoilers #notes from the writing raven #Jade Leech thirst #Rook Hunt thirst

[dragynkeep]

All right I admit this is kind of a hyper specific thing to focus on considering all of the flaws RBWY has as a series and Blake has as a character…but like, you know what really pissed me off? That moment in the Menagerie arc where Sun came to Blake’s rescue on the ship to her homeland, and he saves her ass and helps her defeat a gigantic grim - all because he cares about her and wants her safe, that’s why he wanted to come along for the ride - and what does she do?

She slaps him.

Like in general, I have never been okay with the “tsundere” girls who beat the crap out of their love interests because it’s a gross ass trope that needs to be recognized for what it is - abuse - but this moment seriously pissed me tf off because while I admit it was kind of creepy for Sun to have followed Blake out there - he was legitimately concerned for her well-being and state of mind. After Beacon fell and she went off on her own, I’m sure he was worried about her mental and emotional state and just wanted her to have some company in case things went South, which they did. And she just….! She just assaults him! Not only is she a hypocrite, not only is she holier-than-thou, not only is she a privileged brat who won’t listen to the problems of she people she claims to fight for - but she’s just so MEAN.

Am I out of line for being this upset at that moment?! She never even apologized and to this day it leaves a terrible taste in my mouth!

Yeah, you're not the only one who hates all that with Blake in V4. I hate the "tsundere" type characters either, since it is just classic abuse, but what's the most annoying is that for a FNDM quick to call everything abuse, they bend over backwards trying to whitewash Blake's behaviour in V4 against Sun.

You can have legitimate reasons for behaving the way you do. You can have mental illnesses that means you lash out. You can be under extreme stress and have that affect your behaviour. But that doesn't erase the fact that you still put your hands on another person, that you screamed and belittled them, that you destroyed their property, that you were abusive towards them. No matter what the reason is, it is your responsibility to admit to what you did and apologise, and all Blake did was downplay her behaviour to Sun as just her "pushing him away".

No. She abused him, she physically assaulted him, she destroyed his property, he belittled and screamed at him, even when he woke up from nearly dying, and she never apologised. What's worse is that her stans will go as far as victim-blame Sun without batting an eye, because he obviously deserved it, and will purposely use reactive language when talking about it.

Sun did follow Blake without telling her, and that was wrong of him, but that was not stalking because stalking has very serious requirements to count it as so that does not match with Sun's situation. You know what does count as abuse, what does meet the requirements to count it as so? Blake's abuse of him.

They'll cry about how Ironwood is abusive to Winter, but when it comes to their favourite catgirl, they'll bend over backwards to excuse her and wash away her crimes, when it doesn't work like that, and people are right in saying that Blake was an abusive harpy who most people would've left because of her behaviour.

#rwby #rwde #anti blake belladonna #sun wukong #answered #luke.txt

[dire-crowley-apologist]

A bunch of bullshit word vomit about my oc

Tw: slight mention of s*icide

Aster the non magic human who got pulled into twisted wonderland a few years before MC. He's 27 and he had actually died back in whatever dimension he belonged to but now he's in this whack ass world alive and technically well. Crowley uses him to do tasks that he's either too busy to do or just didn't want to and he's gotten pretty used to the day to say goings-on at the school. He's stubborn and talks and very much like "fuck them kids" when something happens. He also back talks and out right refuses to do shit at times. He's very much a self indulgent oc X3 so potentially not lore friendly

Aster (nicknamed: Ash) throwing an absolute fit because he can't get a God damn energy drink in this fuck ass world

He's very much a "this is fucking stupid, I'm leaving." Type

He keeps to the "shadows" and out of public view of the students. The only ones who really knows he exists are older students who were there when he showed up and the staff and no ones really allowed to talk about it. Of course, rumors make their rounds about a supposed urban legend that involves Aster. Crowley tends to keep him close. Why? Aster shrugs "I don't know. Cause he's fucking weird?"

He's just trying to enjoy his lunch but he's being bothered by more busy work

Aster: Self care hack: pretend you're sim that has no choice

A normal conversation between Crowley and Aster

Aster has absolutely 100% barked at Crewel with an absolute straight face, threw some finger guns and left.

Aster is just a depressed dude living at a fucked up school where a normal day literally does not exists.

"[ ] overblotted!"

Aster munching on a brownie "That sucks."

he got the brownie from Crowley in exchange for doing something for him

Aster @ Crewel: That's not very live, laugh, love of you

Aster when Crowley asks him to do literally anything: In this economy?!

It's either "in this economy?!" Or "it's gonna cost ya." If Aster goes along with anything without complaining or asking for something in return then something is wrong and maybe whoever is asking should rethink.

At some point after MC shows up Aster makes more appearances in the public eye to help out as like a weird form of kinship but absolutely does peace out when shit gets too annoying

praise is the real trick to getting Aster to do anything and Crewel found that real quick

Aster also loves spicy food

Man eats hot peppers as snacks practically

Crowley really has no real power over him cause any like thinly veiled threat is responded with "okay, and?" Funny enough the one who seems to hold the leash is Crewel since he figured out the trick so to speak. Aster still back talks and grumbles but he usually gets whatever is asked of him done without issue. He isn't happy about it! He definitely isn't happy about being praised and being called a good boy!! He isn't a dog God damn it!!

am I shipping aster with bird and dog man? Absolutely! Mans got two hands.

Aster when the overblotting shit kicks off: I don't know what's going on but I do know I don't want to be a part of it. leaves to go take a nap or something

also Aster died via s*icide though he doesn't remember it nor does he remember much about his past life now that he's in twisted wonderland. He does have a scar around his throat like a rope had been wrapped tightly around it.

Idk why Aster being canonically dead and Crowley fucking knowing that is just so fucking funny to me

Aster is such a tsundere

And can not handle being flirted with. Aster.exe has stopped working

Aster: This feels like an airport

Aster: I'm 27 years old. I have no money and no prospects.

"If you have no money how do you have all this stuff?"

Aster: I think you should stop asking questions.

Aster @ Crowley: Whats yours is mine and what's mine is also mine.

When bird, dog and Aster get together the dog is the one who holds the brain cell but even then they end up is some really dumb situations

Aster @ Ace, Deuce and Grim: My brothers in christ, this is maidenless behavior.

Aster being told that he's starting to act like Crowley a little bit and having a crisis about it

Aster: I DO NOT ACT LIKE THAT CROW!!!

the whole student body watching these two idiots dancing around the fact that they like each other

Aster: This is the worst day of my life.

Crowley: The worst day of your life so far.

Crowley: excludingthattimeyoukilledyourself

Aster: What?

Crowley: Nothing, nothing. :)

Aster being an absolute brat to Crowley but then ready the throw the fuck down when anyone says something like HEY THATS MY BIRD TO BULLY, JACKASS

Aster absolutely has a praise kink

AAAAAAA

Crewel pointing out that Aster is spending too much time with Crowley because his bad habits are starting to rub off on him.

Aster getting all flustered and saying that his bad habits are his own a-and nobody else's and that he definitely isn't spending nearly all his time around Crowley that his picking up some of the birds mannerisms

Aster: I would kill for an Arizona green tea right about now.

And last but not least, a kitty Aster

#disney twst #twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc

[delusionalbiatch]

Jack’s Birthday Story

This came to mind and it’s because I love him so much and good boi deserves the best. I love him. And he came home too. Although I’m late because I have school stuff to do sksksk

With a female MC!reader~ who has a crush on him. Because I DO AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH BABY BOY DESERVES THE BEST.

Y/N looked at the time, waiting for the clock to strike 12. She had been waiting for October 11th to arrive, since she knew it is Jack’s birthday. She didn't feel intimidated by him and befriended him anyway, although he's such a tsundere. She loves how he always denies helping although he's already doing it anyway. Aside from her crush on him she always felt that he helped her a lot of times, even when things were a disaster, due to Ace, Deuce, and Grim making a complete mess of themselves. She knew he’s got a kind heart, and she respects how he’s very determined.

Y/N had gone out to buy a thermos water bottle with little cactus pictures on it. It maintains the temperature of anything inside it pretty well, so that when he finishes his training his water is still cold enough to be refreshing, or if he wants to store hot water, cocoa, or tea inside it’ll be kept warm and nice. She contained it inside a paper gift bag. She fiddled her fingers to contain her excitement. It’s only 1 minute more!

Ding ding ding~!

The ringtone on her phone rang. She sprung from her room, quickly running towards his room at the Savanaclaw Dorm. She had made a promise with Leona to buy him bread during lunch for a week straight so that he’d let her in at night and she’ll be able to give Jack a surprise.

When she arrived to the dorm, she saw Ruggie still up, probably done with his chores. “Ah, Ruggie-senpai!” She greeted him with a smile. He smiled back at her, saying, “Jack is probably asleep. I heard from Leona that you wanted to give him a surprise? At night?” He asked with a concerned look. She grinned at him, her eyes glinting with confidence. “Yes, I planned to give it in secret so he’d be surprised by the morning!” She said. Ruggie laughed at her. “Oh really? Good luck then, Y/N-san.” He waved his hand and went back to his room, yawning.

She fast-tiptoed all the way to his room, gently and very carefully opening the door, peeking her eye through the crack to see if he was sleeping or not.

She saw a flurry of white on the bed, softly rising up and down. “So he’s asleep…” Her heart warmed at the thought of seeing him in a vulnerable state like this.

She slowly closed the door behind her and gently placed the bag beside his bed. She had inserted a letter inside it.

She slowly looked up to see him still sleeping. Her heart thumps loudly, seeing him in this state.

"What if I..."

Y/N leaned closer to him, her face only mere centimeters away from his. Then...

*chu*

She kissed him softly. On the cheek.

Immediately, her face went beet red, retreating after that soft touch of her skin against his.

"W-what did I just...Oh God...!" She thought, as she quickly ran and, still slowly, closed the door behind her, her face redder than Riddle's hair.

"Stupid, hahahaha how stupid! If he found out, it's confirmed you'll ruin your friendship with your best friend you idiot!!!!!" The devil on her right shoulder said, laughing as she dashed back to her dorm.

"It is alright, child. You conveyed your honest feelings to him and you will be rewarded." The angel on her left said, although not too promising in her ears.

"You both..." Y/N said in her head..

"SHUT UP!!!!"

......

Meanwhile...

The door to Jack's room opened, revealing Leona yawning and looking at the small present on the floor.

"You can stop pretending." He said. "Y/N left."

Jack's ears twitched, as he sat up, his face already red. "Y-yes. I...didn't expect her to actually come...this late at night." He murmured.

"She's very persistent, so..." Leona's word trailed as he saw the look on Jack's face.

"What the--what happened? Did you hit your face or something?" Leona asked, his eyes narrowing.

Jack immediately shook his head. "N-no, I'm okay, Leona-senpai! I was just feeling a bit hot!" He denied, shaking his hands.

Leona huffed and scratched his head. "Fine. I'm going back to sleep. Remember, you asked for me to tell you all this. So you be responsible with your actions. Happy Birthday. Tomorrow you're in for a treat, pup." He grinned and closed the door.

Jack was again, left alone in his room. He reached down and took the bag. He opened it to see a letter and a water bottle.

He took the water bottle, examining it. Cute cactuses with little faces smiling decorating the bottle. It was cutesy...unlike the whole perception of who he is.

Big. Intimidating. Delinquent.

But she didn't think of him that way. Y/N, although unable to use magic, always challenges him to be better. Her determination, hard-working self taught him that, she's strong. Maybe even stronger than him in will. She was kind to everyone, especially him. He felt special.

He even went far as to ask Leona's opinion about it a few days ago. The lion only laughed. "It looks like she cares about you. No one would ever give you care and love like that, except for her, don’t you think?" He asked.

Jack had thought about it for a while. Her smile always seemed to brighten his day. Her laugh, her voice. Everything about her. Made his day a lot more brighter.

"I...I want to see her smile. Make her smile." He said. 

The lion only nodded. "Then...what will you do as a brave, responsible man?” He asked. “You are one, aren’t you?”

Jack’s golden orbs looked up to his dorm leader. “I-I am! I...have to talk to her.”

Leona smirked. “Heh. Didn’t know you had it in you. Thought you were just a little pup who only knows how to bark and bite.” 

Jack ignored that comment, and he prepared himself. He thought about how Y/N, though seemingly fragile, is strong-hearted and always so supportive. How he would convey his feelings.

People usually pick on him because he's big. They pick meaningless fights with him. He never expected for anyone to accept him, though. He just wanted to constantly improve himself and one day prove he's the best. And she knew that, she understood that, she rooted for him.

He read the letter, written in cute little cursive handwriting.

"Happy Birthday, Jackie! May all your wishes come true. I know you'll get stronger and stronger every day! That's why, you're so cool and reliable! But, once in a while, don't forget to rely on me too! After all I'm the very dependable prefect! And I can teach you stuff you don't know, too! So don't be too hard on yourself, okay? Best of everything for you! ♥️"

P.S. I hope this will be useful to you! Good luck with Track and Field Club! └( ＾ω＾)」

-XOXO- Guess who this is (＾3＾) ♪

“Of course I know who this is. Idiot...” Jack blushed.

His heart bursted at the seams when he read the letter. Aside from the letters he got from his younger siblings, he never received something as cute as this.

Cute... He blushed, tail wagging as he read the letter and held the bottle dear. He had to struggle to sleep as he couldn’t contain the excitement to see Y/N again in the morning.

6 hours later...

Y/N snored softly on her bed, the late night mission she did had worn her out. Grim, instead, is snoring loudly, still asleep on the edge of her bed, curling into a cute ball.

Little did she know, that Jack had wanted to see her in the morning to give her his thanks.

He stopped by the front gate of Ramshackle Dorm, ears a bit drooping.

Is this too forward? Will this break the relationship they have?

He shook his head and went inside, asking the ghosts where Y/N is.

“Fufufu~ She’s still sleeping, big boy.” One said.

“Yes, yes, you want to spoOOk her?” The other said.

Jack shook his head. “N-no, I just... I wanted to thank her for giving me a gift...” He explained to the ghosts.

“Huh, boring~ Okay then be our guest! Fufufu~”

The wolf trudged up the stairs, being extra careful to not make a sound.

He opened the door to Y/N’s bedroom, blushing a bit, thinking as if he’s doing a crime. He gently walked in, looking at her sleeping form.

Oh, how the tables have turned, huh?

He gently nudged her, though, he didn’t want to...erm, secretly kiss her. He knew what she did last night was quite accidental so he didn’t want to overstep his boundaries.

“Um...Y/N, wake up, please.” He said.

The girl stirred, flinching a little and opening her eyes. To her surprise, her crush is standing there, all 192 cm of him.

“J--J-Jack!!” She shouted, her body toppling to the floor, an “Oomph!” flying out of her mouth as she landed with a thump.

“Y-Y/N are you okay?!”

He helped her get up, her full height not even reaching close to his face, so she had to look up.

“J-Jack...Why are you here?” She asked, trying to fix her hair and rub her eyes to look at LEAST presentable. “You know, I haven’t taken a bath yet and I look so disheveled!” She complained, patting the creases on her pajamas.

Pajamas. She looks so cute...She wears pajamas to bed! Jack screamed internally, holding back a smile as he blushes and covers his face with his right hand.

“That’s...That’s okay! I don’t mind.” He grunted out.

She looked up at him, stopping to see his yellowish-golden eyes staring into her. He’s so...handsome. She inwardly thought.

She looked back at the bed, seeing Grim still sleeping soundly despite the noise. It’s after all, still 6 a.m.

“Why don’t we take this to the living room? I don’t want to wake Grim up, he’s grouchy this early in the morning.” She smiled. Jack nodded and followed suit.

Once they’re back downstairs, she sat on the sofa, patting the spot beside her. “Come sit down.” She softly said, yawning a bit, holding a glass of water she had taken from the kitchen on the way.

As they sat beside each other, Jack balled his fists. “How do I start this...”

“Uh...Y/N.” He started. She looked up at him. “I--”

“OH! I forgot. Happy Birthday, Jack!” She said, cutting him off. “I hope you’ll achieve your dreams, become a great person...even though you’re already great as you are.” She giggled.

That’s when his heart skipped a beat. He looked into her eyes, beaming at him with adoration and kindness.

“Y/N...Sorry, but...let me...” He whispered. She nodded. “What?”

He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close, hugging her.

“W-wha-Jack!” She squeaked, placing her small hands on his chest, but letting them slide to his back, returning the hug.

“Thank you. For being kind to me. For being nice to me. For being supportive. Thank you for the gift. I will cherish it. You’re the best..uh..you’re the best.” He stammered, Y/N not being able to see how red his face is.

“N-NO need to thank me that much, Jack! I mean...it is your birthday. And I act that way to you because, well...everyone should be treated well! And...I admire you. You’re a great person. You’re hardworking and serious but kind. Seeing you gave me motivation and it challenged me to become better too. I...”

They paused, looking at each other.

If I don’t say it now... Y/N thought.

If I don’t tell her now... Jack thought.

“I like you, Y/N / I like you, Jack!” They said in unison, blushing furiously.

“Eh?”

“Huh?”

They looked blankly at each other, not believing their ears.

“I...You like me?” Y/N asked.

“So you really like me?” Jack asked.

A pause went on, before Y/N burst out laughing.

“Ahahahahaha! Oh my that was so funny! I didn’t know that these things could happen in real life! We confessed to each other at the same time!” She laughed, her voice filling Jack’s ears.

She’s smiling. She’s laughing. His tail wagged with happiness.

“D--don’t laugh at me! I--I said what I said, okay?” He huffed, crossing his arms. He thought she didn’t realize how badly his tail is wagging right now...

“Hehehe, I’m sorry! Now, let me freshen up and we can do anything you want today! And meet our friends too! It’s your birthday!” Y/N stood up and brushed a stray hair away from her face.

Jack smiled, looking at her with awe. “Then...are we...dating?” He asked.

She blushed. “Well, if you want to, Jack. I won’t force you to do something you don’t want to.” She shyly said.

He shook his head and stood up. “No. I’m a man, and I don’t want this to have no meaning. I...want to be your lover.” He said, a bit stumbling on his words but gently holding her hand.

EEEE he’s so cute! Y/N thought, squealing inside.

“Then...I’m in your care, Jack.” She said.

“Me...Me too.”

.

.

.

“Oh...and...Y/N?”

“Yeah, Jack?”

*chu*

“This is payback.” He grinned.

And that’s when Y/N combusted from the overload of cuteness from him.

And thus, Y/N and Jack met their friends with blushes on their faces. No one knew yet...except for Leona. He knew what’s going on. He could really consider being a cupid now and then.

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And it’s done! Oh goodness it’s been so long since I last wrote something. I hope you guys enjoy this short story!

#Jack howl #disney twisted wonderland #jack #Twisted wonderland #fanfiction #jack howl x reader #birthday #October 11 #i'm late #he deserves to be happy #he deserves everything #i love him #so #much

[lovinga3characters]

hello! if i could request something kinda random, i was wondering if you could do a sakyo/izumi hanahaki disease au drabble or headcanons? this man is killing me with his dumbass tsundere antics and Hidden Pining -@cyrillean

MY DUDE I AM WEAK FOR HANAHAKI DISEASE STUFF 😭😭 Thank you for requesting one of my OTPs because it honestly fits the ship so well. This is the last part of a larger fic I might write but who knows 😗

Warnings: Hanahaki Disease, blood/vomit, unrequited (?) feelings, implied character death (?)

Hanahaki Disease SakyoIzu Drabble

“So... have you made a decision, dear?” His mother said, her face was neither grim nor hopeful, as if she already knew what his answer was going to be.

Sakyo wouldn’t be surprised if she did, this woman raised him after all. She knew more about him than even himself probably.

(Just like her. His lungs ached at the thought.)

“I have.” He replied brusquely, wanting to get the words out as swiftly as possible.

His mother was quiet for a few moments. “I’m glad then,” She says, not even asking. “If you can finally make a choice, then you must be doing alright.”

Her smile was genuine as she got up to leave. “I’ll be back later this week, honey. I love you.” Her voice seemed to strain just a bit.

”Drive safe, Mother. And stop bothering Fushimi about his recipes.” Sakyo huffed quickly as she walked out the hospital door.

Sakyo turned towards the window. He tried to take a deep breath but his chest felt heavy. How pathetic, he could barely even sigh in disappointment.

To his surprise, he heard footsteps coming closer, then stopping right at his door. How long had he been here, in this white room, to start thinking it was his?

“Mother, is that you? You didn’t forget anything-“ Sakyo began.

His heart skipped a beat, his heart stopped, his heart sped up, his heart raced rapidly.

It was Izumi, standing right by the doorway, as if afraid to step closer to him. He doesn’t blame her, he doesn’t have a mirror, but he could feel himself wilting away.

(It’s really her in the flesh, not a restless dream, not a hopeless wish. Not just flawless white skin, flawless pink lips, and flawless red cheeks. She’s just like his memories, just like how he remembers.)

Izumi’s normal, bright eyes were brimmed red, the bags underneath were at a darkness Sakyo had never seen, even during the harshest all-nighters. Her beautiful mouth quivered, her expression looking as surprised as he felt.

He’s never felt so much longing yet so much joy as he did in that brief moment when they made eye contact.

“Sakyo...” Izumi whispered, it seemed she wasn’t even aware that she spoke. Her voice was laced with a mixture of horror and wonder.

It made Sakyo want to laugh bitterly, if only he could. It made Sakyo want to embrace her, if only he could.

The petals tickled his throat and he swallowed quickly. Not now.

“It’s been some time.” He managed to say, fighting the urge to speak her name, fighting the urge to hurl.

His words seemed snap her out of whatever trace she was in. She was finally coming closer. The vines wanted to come up and reach out-

“I’m so sorry for not coming sooner.” Izumi said. “I would have brought something but I didn’t know if you could even handle eating my curry.” She continued, speaking hurriedly, her eyes flickering around the room nervously.

(‘Don’t apologize, I could handle your anything.’ He thought.)

“It’s alright, Director. I can manage.” Sakyo breathed out. Then he did it again, and again, and again-

“I know, but-“ Izumi started, then she cut herself off. She sat down across from him, where his mother sat a few mere minutes before. Her eyes seemed drawn to his desk, which had the many items the rest of the members of Mankai Company had brought to him over the weeks.

The silence stretched and strained, like a rubber band waiting to snap.

Sakyo broke first, as he often seemed to do around her. “Do you know who it is?” He asked instead of what he selfishly wanted to ask.

He wanted to know why she didn’t visit sooner, wanted to know how she was feeling at that very moment.

(He wanted to avoid what he had to do for just a little longer, wanted more time that knew he didn’t have.)

Izumi’s pale face became flushed and she hesitated. Then she shook her head.

(Oh, that was such a familiar color to him, white, pink, and red. His lungs were suddenly shot with pain, don’t, not now.)

Sakyo closed his eyes. He thought about Izumi’s expressions, so honest that she couldn’t even act with it. He was so lucky to see those expressions everyday, they all were so lucky.

He recalled the first and last day he saw her in his childhood, she barely changed at all even after time had passed. Her encouragement of his love for the stage stayed with him for so long, as did her happy laughter, they both rang in Sakyo’s ears.

They had twisted his fate like a growing stem, turning his life around, and making him bloom in ways Sakyo hadn’t believed was possible for him. The warmth of their friendships, the mutual love for acting, he was so grateful to her for letting him earn those.

It was all so like her and it was all so special to him. His eyes felt wet.

Sakyo smiled, “I love you, I always have.”

Then he lets it all go, throwing up so violently there’s a flood of white, pink, and dripping red. His lungs seized and he couldn’t do anything but gasp and cough. Sakyo was no longer just spitting out petals, it was all flowers, fully bloomed.

(Izumi was saying something, desperately shouting. Sakyo thinks she’s either screaming for help or for him to hang on, to stay awake.)

He can’t hear over the fuzzy rush of blood to his head, the blood that trickled down the corners of his mouth and flowed out the cuts of his throat.

Sakyo’s vision is blurry with tears but that’s probably for the best, his glasses fell off when he hunched over anyway.

(Despite that, he could tell that she was sobbing, maybe she was trying to cry out that she loved him too.)

The pain is intense, Sakyo felt like he was being ripped apart. He couldn’t breathe, yet the feeling started to numb, the sensation spread up his arms to his neck and into his face.

(Izumi held his stained hands tightly, he couldn’t feel it. The world began blending together, the white of the hospital walls, the pink of her panicked eyes, the red of his desperate blood...)

With hope and finality, Sakyo closed his eyes for a while.

(As a symbol of devotion, Alstroemeria flowers can say to a companion or loved one that you will always be there for them and that you trust in your lasting bond.)

@cyrillean I hope you cry as much as I did while writing this!

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[bitethedustfools]

New World, New Scars (pt 2)

I made this on a whim actually so apologies for this half-attempted story. I just wanted to see pathetic Yuu.

A short explanation for those who are confused, think of it as though Grim of the future recalled the past memories that are most memorable or any other way you guys prefered and that's why the scene are short and there's a lot of jumping.

Also, its very vague because Grim focused on the wrong (right?) thing. I might edit or change it though. Maybe.

Most memories focused on Yuu of course because Grim is always stuck with Yuu. Grim is selfish, tsundere and a bit oblivious. Its hard to write it ngl. Probably some wrong grammar too.

Yuu=He/him (edit)

-

Yuu is a very timid person. Grim knew that. Everyone does. He seen how easily his henchman got spooked by a sudden noise or movement.

Grim knew Ace like that part of Yuu, he would never fail to scare him with loud noise or barelling toward Yuu from out of nowhere and so on.

Ace would never get tired of Yuu who held his breath in and stood still like a statue when he approached from behind and grabbed their shoulder, as though Yuu tried so hard to erase his own existence.

Then, a crooked smile will plastered on his henchman's lips and he was just as wary as ever everytime Ace did this. His eyes will started to look for something in Ace's before looking away.

His henchman is a very strange guy with a strange stupid name. He's scared of silly things but he's not scared of ghosts.

-

There's a faint sobbing in one of the rooms on some nights and a familiar voice murmured assuring words.

"It's going to be alright. You're going to be alright."

Grim peeked through the cracks of the door. The ghosts hovered near his henchman whose back is trembling, one that Grim instantly recognized as crying. He knew that form, he seen Yuu done it so many time at night when Yuu thought Grim was asleep.

One of the ghosts pat lightly on his back and Grim unconciously shivered, the ghost had pat him once and all Grim felt was cold. Grim couldn't comprehend why his henchman like those better than Ace and Deuce or Grim himself who is warm and much better.

Yuu still avoided his touch.

-

Despite what everyone believed, Yuu was not really clumsy nor is he stupid and naive. Yuu is quick on his feet, faster reflex and sharp instinct. He's smarter than the ADeuce duo brain cell combined, Grim had to admit that even if Yuu struggle at first.

But those doesn't really stick out too much if the personality is a coward and being too… compliant.

Riddle, the Teapot tyrant who had loosened his controlling behavior and his devotion to rules must have spot something else that Grim is unaware of. He, accompanied by Trey, went to seek out Yuu who went rigid at their presences, a clear indication that Yuu is scared.

Riddle said he's apologizing for insulting his henchman's parents and their lack of education. He added that Yuu must have been in the same situation as him but with a different outcome.

Grim doesn't understands what he means but he understands what Yuu said.

His henchman looked startled as though he didn't expect that and couldn't understand why Riddle apologized. He stuttered, panicking.

"Oh, um, it's okay. It's just that, well, I'm an orphan, that wouldn't matter at all, right? I mean, I got adopted but um, uh, I don't have a parents anymore. I-I understand about the lack of education. I had–tried my best! I really, really am. I'm good at memorizing! I'm getting better. I won't let you do…wn…"

The words died down when Riddle and Trey's face went pale and morphed to horror.

His henchman snapped his mouth shut, a mixture of hurt and fear flittered across Yuu's face for a few seconds as if Yuu had said the wrong thing or maybe it's because of something else.

Yuu looked down, "I'm sorry. It won't happened again. I won't speak unnecessary things anymore, I promise."

Yuu ran before they could say anything and Grim casted a single glance of confusion before he followed Yuu.

-

"What's wrong with you?" Grim demanded, frustated at the silence. Sure it's always silent in this dorm but Grim just got aware of that and he's uncomfortable.

Like an instinct, Yuu replied with no hesitation. "I said too much. I'm sorry."

Yuu snapped his mouth shut and pretended nothing happened.

-

Trey confronted Yuu not long after that, bringing pastries with him like an appease gifts. Cater followed along, all smiles and laidback but both hides their intentions. It must be, after what happened yesterday, there's no way they'll come here for nothing but Grim is nice enough to keep his mouth shut with those treats presented before him.

Yuu seemed to know this. Trey and Cater began to question Yuu and Yuu will answered them short and simple. Too guarded and too composed though Yuu's meek personality still had traces on his expression.

Trey asked if he's okay. Yuu lied.

Cater asked where do he lived. Yuu told him and just like the mirror, no one knows where Yuu lived.

Yuu's bandaged hands had his fingers littered with band aids remained clean from the icing and crumbs while Grim's own paws and mouth are already covered by them. Yuu's eyes are strangely on him but Grim ignored it.

Trey asked with concern, "do you not like sweet things?"

"I'm not picky." Yuu replied.

"Then why havent you eaten them?" questioned Cater next, way too blunt.

It seemed to strike something in Yuu. His lips thinned, face went pale slightly.

"I'm sorry. I'll do it now."

No one missed how the hand tremored when it pick up the smallest slice of cake and how awfully relief Yuu looked like after he took a small bite and waiting for something to happen.

What is Yuu expecting for? It's not like these baked goods would kill him. It was the truth when Grim said Yuu is scared of such silly things.

Grim slowed down his munching when Trey and Cater looked at Yuu in a certain way. They seemed to found something worrying from that however.

-

There's something else that Grim found out about Yuu. There's something else that spook Yuu and that is magic.

He thought it was only his fire but Yuu recoiled harshly when magic is involved, especially when aimed at him. Those are just harmless tricks, Grim still doesn't understand why he is scared of this when he should be in awe.

Grim forced him to do the flying lesson together so his henchman can feel how great it is. It's fun, isn't it? Even if they almost crash to the ground?

He would shoot his flame with this new tricks he learnt. It's bright and brilliant, doesn't it look like a firework? He worked so hard to make it happened.

And what about Ace's wind magic? Or Deuce's ability to summon cauldron out of nowhere? And maybe Cater and Trey who can makes clones and change characteristic of an item respectively?

It makes life easier and fun with magic, isn't it? Grim doesn't understand why Yuu should be scared of it after some Savanaclaw use it on them. It was stupid, Yuu was stupid. More of a crybaby than Riddle ever was even though Riddle bawled only once before them and that's something.

Ace, Deuce and the others won't hurt Yuu. That's not a reason to be scared of them.

-

They both get invited regularly to the Unbirthday party. They both stood out clearly but they were treated nice by the host. Especially Yuu.

Grim complained lots of thing but he does not point out when Riddle lowered his voice and speak softly with a gentle expression or when Trey ate a certain pastry under Yuu's gaze before giving him the same thing or the fact that Cater praised Yuu and suddenly initiating skin contact and taking lots of pictures of them both.

Even Ace's pranks toned down only making harmless fun and Deuce was careful enough not to show his violence side. They acted too careful, whispering at each other.

His henchman fidgeted in the seat for being the center of their attention. Yuu looked uncomfortable. A wary and quizzical look on his face at the bizzare change of behaviour.

His henchman looked completely lost but he didn't said it out loud, merely going along with their play.

-

Then there's a spelldrive tournament that he learnt of from the headmaster. Grim thought that the event was the best thing he had ever heard where he can get to show their magic and impressed the audience and get famous. That's another way to be the Great Grim if he got recruited.

Grim also recalled the headmaster said something weird as well. Words like a "Clue" and "Home" popped up in the conversation and most are mentioned to Yuu whose hopeful expression went dismayed.

Grim can't remember what happened next since he didn't care about that but he recalled the brief looks of confusion aiming at Yuu from Ace and Deuce.

-

There was a bunch of accidents happening after that. People kept tripping down the stairs and then injuring their hands in a kitchen and alchemy class. The headmaster asked for Yuu's help and as usual, Yuu agreed even if his eyebag is more pronounced now.

He saw that Yuu's left hand crossed over his belly to cradled his right side like he's hungry but Grim remembered what happened when Riddle overblotted.

Grim declined the headmaster's needs for their help vehemently, well, until the headmaster said he will give him something he wanted. How could he say no? Grim did say he is very good at negotiating. Helping the headmaster solve this and then get to join the tournament sounds good enough. 

-

Cater had a bunch of infos on everyone and Riddle want to find the culprit that caused Trey to fall down the stairs in his place so they tagged along with their group. Group because Ace and Deuce was there too for whatever reason that is.

Grim was supposed to lead but he didn't like the responsiblity so he gave it to Yuu though Yuu did nothing as well since Cater took over.

Yuu was in the group but at the same time Yuu was not. He was just there, not actively trying to be part of a conversation. In fact, Grim thought that his henchman prefered to be that way where nobody seen him.

This proved his point when the others put their attention on Yuu again and Yuu flinched in return.

-

Everyone knows Yuu doesn't react well with Savanaclaw students after what happened last time.

Yuu tried so hard to blend with the background but Savanaclaw is full of beastman, it's not that hard to single Yuu out.

Grim admitted that his henchman is weak but he was also unexpectedly tough. His henchman is all bruised and battered and he still managed to walk out of it alive. Grim was not worried at all. As a matter of fact, Grim is really upset and frustrated that Yuu still won't stand up for himself.

Grim and the others stood up for Yuu the moment Yuu got mocked openly.

-

Grim thought that he can't let this certain memory wipe away from his head. It had burned into his mind so deeply that he will probably remembered it forever.

They were playing spelldrive and Leona, the one they met in the botanical garden somewhere in the past before Riddle overblot, demanded that Yuu played along with them too.

Yuu agreed as expected and the moment the game started, they ganged up on Yuu, the magicless student. Yuu had to dodge or catch the metallic disk moving in high speed with bare hand.

His palm were red and raw. The fingers are crooked and trembled unwillingly. They began to swell and soon, they won't be able to move their hand lot.

And when Yuu failed to catch, the disk will bash onto his body, knocking air out of their lungs while the Savanaclaw students laughed. Ace and Deuce were full of rage as they tried whatever they can to help Yuu. Cater's smile dropped for the first time at the kneeling Yuu who looked at his swollen hands and the blood dripping from his nose.

His henchman's eyes are glassy but Yuu does not cry.

-

That night however, Grim smelt a stronge scent of salt and the faint sound of tears dropping unto the wooden floor.

A quiet stuttered breath filled in the room that gradually became even and inaudible to the ears.

The tears still kept going.

-

Leona had overblotted. The sand is everywhere. It's on his fur and inside his mouth. His eyes are dry and he is so unbearably thirsty.

Leona's poisonous green eyes is fixed on Yuu once he lose interest with Ruggie, the bastard that stole his sandwhich. Ruggie dropped on the ground with cracks visible on his skin, deprived of moisture. His mouth opened and closed like a fish out of the water.

He looked halfway to death and that's what about to happen to Yuu when he get close to him. Yuu who stood still like a fool and face stricken with fear as the hand that possessed unique magic that can turned to dust once in contact, reached out towards him.

A strange thought had passed Grim at that time. His henchman looked like he was prepared. Like he expected it and his choice was to stand still and bear it.

The magic spell the others casted quickly reached Yuu just in time and stopped Leona from his track.

-

The monster died after a while of struggling and Grim gobbled up the black magestone before turning his attention to Yuu.

Yuu's heads bowed down with his battered fingers grabbing the hems of his tattered uniform as Ace's loud voice scolded him again. Deuce and Riddle sported an upset look much like Ace, probably unhappy with what Yuu had shown them before.

"You have a death wish or something!?" Yelled Ace and he shook Yuu like Yuu was an unruly child.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again I swear. Please forgive me…" Replied Yuu frantically, eyes dilated with fear and borderline crying.

Grim thought that Yuu's behavior is too much. The apologizing–beggings are just exagerating. The three's expression changed to unsettle and a mix of something else in a matter of second so they must have agreed with his thought.

-

Grim forgot how it happened but they were playing spelldrive again since that is what the headmaster promised him and Yuu got knocked out cold from the disk bashing on his head.

He was a bit annoyed that the fun had to put to a stop just because of Yuu though the feelings evaporated because Yuu who was tough enough that they can still walk with a limp and bruises won't show any signs of waking up.

There was chaos as their friends and the ghosts hovered over Yuu's tiny unconcious form, blood streaming down from the head continuously.

Someone carried Yuu. Grim can't remember if it's Ace or if it's Deuce, but all that mattered is that he looked horrified when he carried Yuu.

"Why is he so… thin?" The mumble carried unto the air to his flaming ears.

-

Yuu was still unconcious when Leona joined the infirmary, taking one of the bed to rest in with a grumble underneath his breath. There was also Ruggie and Jack who is surprisingly nice despite his hard exteriors.

And then there's Leona's nephew by the name of Cheka, crashing into the infirmary which only lasted for a few minutes. All of them joked around but their friends doesn't trust those certain Savanaclaw students.

It's why they keep checking up on Yuu as many times as they could. They did not visit at night but Grim was here so there's nothing to be worry about.

Yuu still hasn't wake up yet so Grim took the opportunity to climb on the bed and sleep near the end of the bed.

He used to smell tears every night when he slept, but now, for the first time, the scent is gone, replaced by the scent of disinfectant and faint scent of blood.

It was kinda sad that Yuu have to be like this to stop the tears from flowing.

#twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twst yuu #twst grim #yandere twst #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade #trey clover #riddle rosehearts

[inannaschosen]

4, 10, and 12 for ishtar .u.

4. Almost Kiss: What was your first kiss with your F/O like? 

Like an old friend finally brought home, the world’s end nears, a breath away from certainty. Tiamat’s cursed tide floods the fertile lands of humanity’s cradle, and the skies above blacken in resignation. Survival is a darkly muttered hope, a keening prayer cast into the howling winds. A grim backdrop that spurs Quel to reach out, cup the goddess’ cheeks with apocalypse-shaky palms.

Because what is there left to lose. Win or perish, and odds lean hard in favor of the latter, so why not. Idle flirtation manifest into a chaste kiss, nothing necessarily deep, nothing proclaiming a grand romantic tragedy. It’s a reckless bit of adrenaline propelling her to act for she could be dead in an hour, so what the hell, kiss the goddess she’s bemusedly enticed by. What’s the worst that could occur? The fate of mankind already hangs on the precipe; Quel laughs into the misery for there’s terribly little left to threaten her with. 

How much more she might laugh if given the opportunity. A fatigue-addled smile fights at her lips as she gives her farewell and runs for Mash, Ishtar’s shouted bafflement tailing her. Rejection or not, Quel’ll contend with it only if she still lives come the next dawn.

10. Love Epiphany: When and how did you realize you loved your F/O? When and how did they realize they loved you? 

Mash sits across from Quel, sifting her spoon through her soup idly. “Senpai.”

“Hm?” Quel hardly listens, strung out in exhaustion from missions and general pestering by Servants. Always something on her mind, always someone needing her. 

“If this isn’t something you want to talk about, then please say so, but I was kind of curious.”

“Uh-huh…”

“Since you’re involved with Ishtar, what’s that like? Being in love with a Servant seems complicated, to be honest.”

“‘s not that…” An idle answer that trails off as comprehension creeps in, eyes widening and jaw unhinging because–

No, that isn’t right. They aren’t–not like–“Noooooo…” Low, under her breath, so Mash reaches out a tentative hand in concern.

“Senpai?”

In a daze, possessed by the spirit of denial, Quel’s up and away from Mash’s bemused gaze to wander dully until fate intervenes and guides her to the correct door. Kicking it in is probably too much, an unneeded dose of drama, but she does it anything, shocks Ishtar, sitting idle on her bed into crushing the bag of chips she plunders.

“Am I in love with you!?” Quel’s voice veers on too loud, shrill almost.

Choking on a chip, raspy: “Wha–”

It’s the beginning of a very stupid, hours-long conversation fraught with tsundere antics and emotional constipation. The ultimate outcome is positive, yes, but it primarily serves as fuel for teasing each for years after because how the fuck do you both unknowing fall in love with the other and not fucking realize it.

12. Post-Kiss Catatonia: How did you and your F/O react to your first kiss together?

Think I sort of hit this in my answer to 4 since I got ridiculous and wrote a silly thing. 

#asks. #otp: red venus and black earth #era writes #kind of #arinaware #this is extremely dumb

[emveepea]

So my husband said I should watch this new anime that just started called the Warlords of Sigrdrifa, and all he told me about it was that it’s got a cool female pilot. For like the past several years, it’s been hard for me to watch shows. I have a lot of internal guilt about watching stuff instead of working, and if I force myself to watch something, it’s like my brain knows that I’m forcing myself to watch, so it’s hard to stay focused, but I was like, okay, I’ll give this a shot and Oh Boi, did this one catch my attention, but I don’t know yet how I feel about it. 

So the first episode starts out showing these flying monsters that popped up from this thing called a pillar in Alaska in the year 2020 and American air force pilots are fighting them before launching a tomahawk missile at it. Then it cuts to the American aircrafts exploding but not the pillar or all of the monsters but there’s no image of a nuclear mushroom cloud, so there’s nothing indicating that a nuclear warhead was fired cause that’s not what a tomahawk missile even is, but in the next scene when world leaders have convened in America to explain this mysterious world-ending threat and some dude (who looks suspiously like trump) is saying “well the one nuclear warhead didn’t work so we’re doomed” so you can tell the American military didn’t have any input in this anime XD especially since we wouldn’t be like “well we fired one shot at it so the whole mission is a failure cause no one survived” like our whole military wouldn’t fire a whole nuclear arsenal at a threat, casualties be damned.

Oh so now there’s norse gods involved. Odin appeared before all these world leaders first in the form of a child but then showed his true ancient self and then was like “I guess I’ll help. I’ll send my daughters, the Valkyre, to help you fight this enemy”. So then we jump 5 years into the future where we see one battle at one of the pillar things and there’s a combined attack force of modern aircraft plus one valkyre in a WW2 era biplane and to let the Valkyre have a chance to destroy the pillar, the modern aircrafts take all the hits coming towards her so she can prepare her big Magic Missile attack. Her biplane GROWS WINGS then summons one giant Magic Missile Bullet that she shoots at the pillar, it destroys all the monsters and the pillar turns into a giant floating tree (a Yggdrasil I guess?), but we see she’s super depressed because no one else survived.

So next we see she’s reassigned because a valkyre (referred to as a Named) assigned to Japan is killed in action, and during her transport, a single monster shows up and starts attacking her transport ship, so she decides to go out and fight it, but surprise! Three new WW2 era planes show up with some more female pilots who are like “we got this newbie” but she goes out anyway to provide more help and ends up taking command because she’s an S-ranked pilot and outranks them. So through the magic of teamwork, they all defeat the monster and she learns she can fly with others without getting them killed because she’s super depressed about being the only survivor of all her mission up to this point but like she’s only been on missions as the only valkyre so maybe these new girls are just lower ranked valkyre? It’s unclear at this point.

My husband walked up at this point and I couldn’t help but say there are a lot of little girl characters in the show. He’s like “I’m only watching it for the cool planes.” He’s an aerospace engineer so I guess that’s true. I’m starting to realize that as I get older, on top of being tired of stuff set in high school, I’m tired of shows making what are supposed to be grown adults in super important roles look and act like teenage girls like this. I guess they’re doing it to help the main Valkyre character (so I guess her name is Claudia? I guess they’ve been referring to her call sign up to this point?) who is being portrayed as depressed and too stiff and formal, open up more. 

So she gets to her new base, the Tateyama Base, and the main commander is like WELCOME WE’RE SO HAPPY TO HAVE YOU HERE WE’RE GONNA THROW A PARTY IN CELEBRATION LATER while......putting on socks, you know, like a chill boss. And then ANOTHER young spunky girl/woman pilot character shows up and they have the “I’ve decided your my new best friend so I will give you a cute nickname” conversation while going on a tour of the base and running into some airplane techs who are like “who’s new European BABE” and now I’m :/ and then the lead tech shows up who’s an old grump who’s like “I don’t need to know the new girl’s name, I know she’s a good pilot because she’s got a good plane.” Wow, what a feminist icon. 

Still no info on if these other girl pilots are valkyre, so I’m guessing not. Everyone’s referring to just Claudia as a valkyre. The show is the doing the obligatory introductions to let you know who the spunky girl is, the shy girl is, the tsundere girl is, etc. Oh wait, the tsundere just called herself the leader of the valkyre so maybe they are, and the tsundere is being a grump at being outranked now.

Everything points to this show absolutely being written by men.

So some more monsters show up to interrupt the base tour so all the girls fly out in their planes, but one of them complains that it feels funny. She’s confirmed when the monsters, which they’ve fought before and had a strategy to basically let them use up all their ammunition, can suddenly generate more ammunition, so they speculate a pillar has formed underwater that they can’t see. But instead of continuing to fight, they head back to the base and sit around trying to come up with a plan, while I’m like….the monsters are just not attacking right now? They just let you go? What is happening right now. I am confusion.

So they come up with a plan, and in true anime fashion don’t say what it is exactly, they just start heading out but Claudia mentions she’s kinda nervous to go back out because what if her nickname The Grim Reaper comes true and she loses everyone again? Well, tsundere girl won’t stand for that and thinks it would be a cool leader move for her to broadcast to the whole base HEY THE NEW GIRL IS CALLED THE GRIM REAPER WHAT Y’ALL GOT TO SAY ABOTU THAT. But the whole base is super chill and are like, “that’s dope”, especially the male techs who are like “who cares if she’s called the Grim Reaper, she’s a total BABE!” 

So they go out to fight and the plan is to lure the big boss monster pillar thing out by firing a big attack at where the smaller monsters have all congregated like I guess they were there to just protect it? The pillar/boss monster thing is this big whale that they then try to fight separately, but the bubbly spunky girl, Miyoko, has used up her two main missiles drawing it out, so she has to head back to re-load while the others hold it off. Shy girl in the pink plane pulls off a special super speed aerial move that gets the monsters to attack the big boss monster and makes it vulnerable. Spunky girl is back and reloaded, so now they line up and fire off all their attacks one after another. Spunky girl is last with her big two missile attack that leaves it’s magical center heart thing open. And they’re all screaming at her to pull back so they can regroup but she’s like “this is the only chance we have!” So she gets her katana that she prayed to before getting in her plane earlier and JUMPS OUT OF HER MOVING PLANE to cut the center magical heart thing.

It blows up and the next thing we see is Claudia’s the only one still flying and she’s trying to radio communicate to see if anyone else survived and we get the fifty billionth montage of her being called the Grim Reaper but then the clouds clear and a giant floating tree is where the big boss monster just exploded and all her new friends and their planes have all conveniently landed on the tree. Hurray they all survived! So they head home and proclaim that the Tateyama base is one big happy family!

#long post sorry #rambling anime thoughts

[ryukoishida]

“Quan Zhi Gao Shou” Voice Actors Interview: Bao Mu (Han Wenqing), Xia Lei (Yu Wenzhou), San Mu (Sun Xiang)

《全職高手》韓文清 （VA：寶木中陽）喻文州（VA：夏磊）孫翔（VA：三木）訪問 | “Quan Zhi Gao Shou” Voice Actors Interview: Bao Mu (Han Wenqing), Xia Lei (Yu Wenzhou), San Mu (Sun Xiang)

Notes: 

I only translated the questions and answers from the audio, and have skipped some of the interviewer’s comments (there weren’t a lot of those anyway). At the end of the interview, the three VAs performed short skits portraying the opposite personalities from the characters they voiced.

 Han Wenqing (Gentle) | Yu Wenzhou (Yandere) | Sun Xiang (Tsundere)

The audio link of this interview will be in the reblog!

Q = Interviewer BM: Bao Mu (Han Wenqing’s VA) XL: Xia Lei (Yu Wenzhou’s VA) SM: San Mu (Sun Xiang’s VA)

Q：As the voice actors for these three characters, how do you see your own character?

BM: At the start of the recording, they told me that [Wenqing’s] character is especially interesting; the moment he starts to speak, everyone just feels like they have to hand over their wallets to him. I feel that, due to his upright and frank personality, and he’s very opinionated, plus the fact that he’s such a powerful and skilled individual — all of that genuine self-confidence contributes to that kind of tone when he speaks. That’s not to say he’s a person who rejects others and keeps them at a distance. But the kind of attitude that he exudes makes people feel the urge to hand over their wallets to him.

XL: Yu Wenzhou is an especially calm person, and during our initial discussion about the character, the word most used to describe him is “gentle,” or that he’s a “nuan nan” (lit. "warm man”; internet slang for a man that exudes warmth and kindness). In the end, his state of mind constantly remains calm and collected. Even though his hand speed is not as fast as the other contestants’ in the professional league, he really knows how to fully utilize his own strength — his strength in his temperament. So he’s able to maximize his tactical value; in a team match, his function is even more obvious. As for voicing the character itself, I especially want to display his calm and confident attitude.

SM: From the first glance, you’d think, “Is he actually a villain?” But when you watch until the very end, you’d feel that he’s the kind of person with a youthful attitude. Even more of a coincidence is that he and I are both Sagittarius. So there are times when I feel the same way and somewhat understand this character’s thoughts. I think he’s the kind of person that would work very, very hard when it comes to things that he enjoys — just as I do. He might be a bit of a tsundere, but he has that shounen and hot-blooded mindset; it’s quite adorable.

Q: While recording for the donghua, are there any scenes that are especially memorable?

BM: In the scene when [Wenqing] first appears — when he’s running on the treadmill — and comes out after his training to discover that people are discussing Ye Xiu… Not discussing Ye Xiu, but saying that someone amazing has appeared in the new server, and everyone suspects that it’s Ye Xiu since his achievements are already at the same level as Ye Xiu’s finest back in the days. About 12 seconds. And then Old Han said, “Hmph, if that’s really Ye Qiu, then that means he’s gotten worse.” You’d feel that Old Han is that kind of person, that… “Tch, it’s Ye Xiu — only I’m allowed to criticize him; others aren’t allowed to do that.” Right, because after all, he was a strong opponent in the past. I respect this opponent, but once this opponent regresses, I’d feel troubled as well. Since we’re both well-known in the game, if you regress, I wouldn’t feel proud either. But other people can’t say that about him! Only I can!

XL: The most memorable scene for me… Actually, when I was reading the part in the book when Yu Wenzhou is analyzing with only a few limited clues — for example, the reason Liu Hao paid so much attention to Lord Grim, or some of Lord Grim’s abilities and new records etc. He immediately comes to the conclusion that Lord Grim is Ye Qiu. And so during this scene, I feel that this person is really too amazing.

SM: The most memorable scene is… ah, taking the account card, because this is probably everyone’s first impression of Sun Xiang’s character, and they just decided from the beginning that he’s a villain because they haven’t read the latter part. At the time when I was voicing this character, that was also my first time trying a “heel” character type. And at the time, does anyone remember the scene with Excellent Era’s manager Cui Li? He’s voiced by my teacher Mr. Shang Hong. I have a teacher complex, so when I acted scenes with my teacher, that feeling was pretty awesome. But the most important thing is that this character… I think this character is very charismatic, and so my first impression of him is quite deep. The most interesting scene… Since I’ve also read the novels… I’ve read through “The King’s Avatar” once already and am now reading it for the second time. The most interesting scene with him — two, there are two. The first scene is during the All-Stars Game playing against Han Wenqing, he said, “I’ve lost this time, fair and square, but this may not be the case next time.” That is the moment when I feel his character’s attitude and spirit burst out for the first time. Another scene is when he calls Xiao Shiqing “little/insignificant matter” (note: they have the same pinying). Hahaha! Very interest, very interesting, right? His character is really adorable.

Q: Next, I’d like to ask Mr. Xia Lei and Mr. San Mu, which lines did you find the hardest to voice act?

XL: The most difficult lines… Well, I can’t say it’s the most difficult since Captain Yu’s entire fundamental — as I’ve mentioned before — is his calmly confident attitude. So when he’s analyzing tactics or his opponents, his mentality remains composed. I remember in episode 10 when he figures out that Lord Grim is Ye Qiu — that line is short, something like, “This person is Ye Qiu.” I recall it’s a line like that, so under normal circumstances when we’re trying to figure out someone’s identity, we might use this kind of tone, “This person… is Ye Qiu?" Or something like that. But this doesn’t apply to Yu Wenzhou; he’s especially calm and confident. So this line, though very short, left a very deep impression on me while I was recording it.  

SM: There’s a very classic scene in the first episode, in which there’s a very memorable line; it’s “I’ll let the title of Battle God resound in the world of Glory once more.” This is Sun Xiang’s first well-known quote from the novels. While recording this line, and since this is one of the first few popular lines Sun Xiang has, this line has to be recorded many times. First was because I didn’t have a complete grasp of this character yet, and second was the importance of this line, so this line had to be recorded many times. When the line comes up again while people are watching the first episode, everyone will type this line on the screen, and I feel very satisfied when I see that. It seems that I’ve met everyone’s expectations. “I’ll let the title of Battle God resound in the world of Glory once more.”

Q: Another question for Mr. San Mu. Before voice acting for the donghua, have you ever read “The King’s Avatar” novels?

SM: Yes. I’d done some online voice acting before, and I’ve acted in a few works related to “The King’s Avatar”. For example, in a few radio dramas, I voiced Luo Ji and Lu Hanwen, and in order to understand the characters better, I read the novels. The novels were quite good, and so I just kept reading. Coincidentally, while I was reading it, the work was still being serialized. When I got to the last chapter, that was when the series just ended, so I felt honoured to have finished the entire series; I felt that the series was really good, really amazing.

Q: Another voice actor’s previous performances are very different from his current role in the series. Mr. Bao Mu, what do you think about that?

BM: The characters that I’ve voiced previously are rarely the cold and haughty type; they’re usually warmer, older characters — perhaps teachers who displayed a caring nature for the younger characters, to teach them patiently, or to be friendly to others. Of course, Han Wenqing might also actually be quite friendly, but he only shows his cold and haughty side, like, “[Give me your] Wallet!” It’s pretty amusing. As well, his type of personality is especially good for us voice actors, makes it easier for us; it’s the fact that he doesn’t shout or scream, so for us, that’s especially good.

Q: At this point of the story, all three captains have come into contact with Lord Grim, and lately many people have started paying more attention to Captain Yu after his introduction. I’d like to ask Mr. Xia Lei: What do you expect from your character from this point on?

XL: There are many popular characters in “The King’s Avatar”, and each of them has their own charismatic traits, so I believe fans of those characters will especially look forward to their appearances. Captain Yu has a lot of fans as well, and in terms of Yu Wenzhou’s plot development, and his character’s portrayal, fans will have their own preferences and thoughts. From what I understand, I believe Yu Wenzhou’s future appearances will be very satisfying. Even though Yu Wenzhou’s character itself… he was portrayed as crippled in the novels, but I don’t really agree with this point. His so-called crippled hand speed is still considered too fast compared to the average players; it might just be that he’s a bit slower than Huang Shaotian and Ye Qiu — it’s merely that. But I hope that everyone will pay more attention to his character’s control of the bigger picture, his tactics used during team matches, and his overall abilities. I also hope that, through my voice, I can bring more colours and life to this character.

#quan zhi gao shou #qzgs #the king's avatar #master of skill #yu wenzhou #han wenqing #sun xiang #bowie's translations

[gurguliare]

CONGRATS @vardasvapors​​ YOU’VE UNLOCKED UNASKED-FOR FOURTH OPTION ‘liveblog the entire Wanderings of Húrin, because I haven’t read it in nearly two years’

Twenty-eight years Hurin was captive in Angband, and at his release was in his sixtieth year, but great strength was in him still, in spite of the weight of his grief, for it suited the purpose of Morgoth that this should be so. He was sent under guard as far as the east-marches of Hithlum, and there he was let go free.

None that had known him [in] youth could mistake him still, though he had grown grim to look on: his hair and beard were white and long, but there was a fell light in his eyes. He walked unbowed, and yet carried a great black staff; but he was girt with his sword. Great wonder and dread fell on the land when it was noised in Hithlum that the Lord Hurin had returned. The Easterlings were dismayed, fearing that their Master would prove faithless again and give back the land to the Westrons, and that they would be enslaved in their turn. For watchmen had reported that Hurin came out of Angband.

'There was a great riding,' they said, 'of the black soldiers of Thangorodrim over the Anfauglith, and with them came this man, as one that was held in honour.'

Hey do you think the flamelike spirit that burns in Maedhros and makes him heal rapidly is ALSO a Morgoth bequest. Like does he heal super fast because his strength was of the ancient world or because Morgoth just unlocked that key in his genome before hanging him up on the wall and never got a chance to turn it off

...anyway how great is hot indelibly recognizable 60yo Húrin, forever. He has exactly his dashing younger self’s button nose.

Also I can’t believe he left Angband with an escort of hundreds of orc riders. After going into Angband still plastered in the orc hands he lopped off. Hey? Remember that? What’s up, Húrin? Do you think when they left him outside Dor-lomin one turned around and waved

Thus freedom only increased the bitterness of Hurin's heart; for even had he so wished, he could not have roused any rebellion against the new lords of the land. All the following that he gathered was a small company of the homeless men and outlaws chat lurked in the hills; but they had done no great deed against the Incomers since the passing of Turin, some five years before.

Of Turin's deeds in Brodda's hall Hurin now learned from the outlaws the true tale, and he looked on Asgon {3} and his men, and he said: 'Men are changed here. In thraldom they have found thrall hearts.'

God I just. cannot. believe. Hurin picks up the refugees that Turin fucking ditched in the mountains, and that they’ve now been downgraded from the bravest survivors of the Dor-lomin occupation to, meh, outlaws. No great deeds since Turin went off. Gotta love that Hurin’s-eye-view: well, what use to me?

'Fear not!' he said. 'I should have needed no companions, if I had come to fight with you. I am come only to take leave of the lord of the land. I have no liking for it any more, since you have defiled it. Hold it while you may, until your Master recalls you to the slave-tasks that fit you better.'

Then Lorgan was not ill-pleased to think that he would so soon and easily be rid of the fear of Hurin, without crossing the will of Angband; and he came forward.

'As you will, friend,' he said. 'I have done you no ill, and have let you be, and of this I hope you will bring a true tale, if you come again to the Master.'

Hurin eyed him in wrath. 'Friend me not, thrall and churl!' he said.

FB FRIEND REQUEST DECLINED. Also I love Lorgan, um, instantly recognizing the cocktail of tsundere threats characteristic of normal Angband introductions. sigh.

‘Fare you ill!'

'Tol acharn!' said Hurin. 'Vengeance comes. I am not the last of the Edain, whether I fare ill or well.' And with that he departed, and left the land of Hithlum.

HAHAHAHA I LOVE HURIN GETTING IT RIGHT... KIND OF... but unfortunately “I am not the last of the Edain, whether I fare ill or well” goes both ways. vengeance will come whatever happens to him but. whatever happens to him will still be awful and unchanged regardless of the survival of his peopleeeeee

[Some have said that] maybe he knew not that Glaurung was dead, and hoped in his heart distraught to take vengeance on this evil thing - for Morgoth would conceal the death of Glaurung, if he could, both because the loss was a grief to him and a hurt to his pride, and because (from Hurin especially) he would conceal all that was most valiant or successful of Turin's deeds. Yet this can scarce be so, since the death of Glaurung was so bound up with the death of his children and revelation of their evil case; while the rumour of the assault of Glaurung upon Brethil went far and wide. Certainly Morgoth fenced men in Hithlum, as he was able, and little news came to them of events in other lands; but so soon as Hurin passed southward or met any wanderers in the wild he would hear tidings of the battle in the ravine of Taiglin.

ahahahahahaha of course part of Húrin hopes that Glaurung survives. I mean I agree it makes no sense but: Of Course He Does. He’s Húrin Thalion, greatest warrior of the Edain! Why else was he released?

His heart is hot against Thingol. He passes it [Doriath] by and goes on to Nargothrond. Why? To seek news, plunder, --- he had been an admirer of Felagund.

w h a t  t h e  f u c k

Sorry nothing to say here just. AN ADMIRER OF FELAGUND? EXCUSE ME? OH MY GOD... DO YOU THINK TURGON TOLD HIM (EXPURGATED) STORIES

When Hurin stood again in the high places he descried far away amid the clouds the peaks of the Crisaegrim, and he remembered Turgon; and his heart desired to come again to the Hidden Realm, if he could, for there at least he would be remembered with honour. He had heard naught of the things that had come to pass in Gondolin, and knew not that Turgon now hardened his heart against wisdom and pity, and allowed no one either to enter or to go forth for any cause whatsoever. Therefore, unaware that all ways were shut beyond hope, he resolved to turn his steps towards the Crisaegrim; but he said nothing of his purpose to his companions, for he was still bound by his oath to reveal to no one that he knew even in what region Turgon abode.

Nonetheless he had need of help; for he had never lived in the wild, whereas the outlaws were long inured to the hard life of hunters and gatherers, and they brought with them such food as they could, though the Fell Winter had much diminished their store. Therefore Hurin said to them: 'We must leave this land now; for Lorgan will leave me in peace no longer. Let us go down into the vales of Sirion, where Spring has come at last!'

I love: Húrin constantly half-consciously aping ‘human capable of hope’ speech patterns just so he can better lie to people. He’s good at lying now. He spent thirty years thinking Morgoth’s hand-me-downs, why wouldn’t he be. Also I love how explicitly negative earlier drafts are about Gondolin and “at least he would be remembered with honor,” another relatively normal human desire among the many parading ostentatiously in Húrin’s surface thoughts, and I love Húrin not able to cook OR farm. Amazing. Sucks to have social stratification, huh, honey.

Also the fact that he has this company of people following him and then he just ditches them to go find Gondolin adds SO MUCH RICHNESS to his plea outside Gondolin? Like whoa oh oh I’m so alone in the world all have spurned me and btw I basically catfished six guys until THEY would teach me how to fish

'The old man's wits are wild. He speaks with strange voices to shadows in his sleep.'

'Little wonder if it were so,' said Asgon. 'But who else could stand as straight as he, after such woe? Nay, he is our right lord, do as he may, and I have sworn to follow him.'

'Even east over the ford?' said the others.

'Nay, there is small hope in that way,' said Asgon, 'and I do not think that Hurin will go far upon it. All we know of his purpose was to go soon to Brethil, and that he has an errand there. We are on the very border. Let us seek him there.'

'By whose leave?' said Ragnir. 'Men there do not love strangers.'

'Good men dwell there,' said Asgon, 'and the [Master >] Lord of Brethil is kin to our old lords.' Nonetheless the others were doubtful, for no tidings had come out of Brethil for some years. 'It may be ruled by Orcs for all we know,' they said.

'We shall soon find what way things go,' said Asgon. 'Orcs are little worse than Eastrons, I guess. If outlaws we must remain, I would rather lurk in the fair woods than in the cold hills.'

The Rohan/Lothlorien/Fangorn mix with Brethil is real intense, though I mostly feel the Rohan parallels. But I also like the reminder that the Hadorians and the people in Dor-lomin really have the most human-centric existence of any society in Beleriand. The Haladin don’t necessary have close ties to particular elves but they’re tangled up in Orcs and a front line of defense against Orcs from the moment of their introduction, and they therefore feel more meshed into the fantastic wild of Beleriand as a whole, whereas the Hadorians really, almost, sorta had a self-contained fortified society from which to look out at the uncanny world, for a while there. Anyway, then with “Orcs are little worse than Eastrons” you got that simultaneous tasty racism and hard-to-resist humanization of Orcs from back at the beginning of time before Species Divisions were formalized beyond hope of unlearning, so, \o_o/ I guess

'To those of proved faith,' said Hardang. 'To be Edain is not enough alone.'

[...]

'This is my judgement. Here Turin son of Hurin dwelt for a time, and he delivered the land from the Serpent of Angband. For this I give you your lives. But he scorned Brandir, right Chieftain of Brethil, and he slew him without justice or pity. Therefore I will not harbour you here.'

LOL REVERSE OF Húrin’s propaganda machine “I am not the last of the Edain, whether I fare ill or well.” idk that I have much to say about the completely unstable shifting identities here but <3

Asgon, therefore, turned and went back towards Brethil; and the others followed him, for he had a stout heart and men said that he was born with good luck.

[...]

'Well, thy luck has held,' said Ragnir, 'for at least we are not slain, though we came nigh it. Now what shall we do?’

Rasgir/Asgon is a good ship I hope they had a nice time being lost in the woods forever

Thus Turin was the second cousin of Brandir on the 'Hadorian' side, and he was also his second cousin on the Haladin side; while in the 'Beorian' line he was Brandir's second cousin once removed - a genealogical situation to delight the heart of Hamfast Gamgee. Pointing out these relationships in an isolated note of this time, my father observed that 'Turin would be more readily accepted by the Haladin when his true name and lineage were known or guessed', since he was akin to their lords in these ways.

I’m very ... Emotion ... about Brandir being this barely-tolerated lord, son of a Beorian mother with a great big polarizing Hadorian strain as well, alternately prized by the other anxious part-Hadorians and viewed as an outsider by scared, bitter Haladin rival branches. Do I headcanon that Beldis put him on the Wise track at all?? I don’t know! I think I do! I don’t think she was a Wise-woman though she probably just gave him like, five poison berries once and a pat on the head

The only obscure point concerns the failure of Asgon's party to encounter Hurin on his return. My father was in two minds about this. The rejected fourth paragraph in C (p. 267) shows him (having decided that Asgorn and his men were not imprisoned) taking the view that they were ejected from Brethil near the Crossings: it is 'the captain of the Taiglin-guard' who restores their weapons; and they remain lurking in that neighbourhood. Thus they missed Hurin, 'who entered out of Dimbar' (i.e. came into Brethil from the north after crossing the Brithiach, as Asgorn had done). Hurin, he wrote, must not enter Brethil at the Crossings and be found lying beside the Haud-en-Elleth (as the story was already in the draft manuscript).

But he at once, and understandably, thought better of this, and (in the fifth paragraph) retained the existing story that Hurin was found by the guards near the Crossings; he said now that Asgorn and his men were put out of Brethil in the same region as they entered, and that they lurked 'near the eaves in that region' - hence their failure to meet with Hurin. But in the replacement passage B 2 (p. 265) he has them decide not to stay near the north eaves of the forest, and they go down towards the Crossings.

Tbh this. impossible continuity fuckup is my FAVORITE and instantly enshrined as Fairy-tale Meaningful in my mind, for no particular reason. Hurin went to the Crossings! Asgorn and his men headed down to the Crossings! HURIN IS TAKEN CAPTIVE AND THEY NEVER MEET AGAIN. Thanks, Connie Willis.

...he halted and looked about him in little hope. He stood now at the foot of a great fall of stones beneath a sheer rock-wall, and he did not know that this was all that was now left to see of the old Way of Escape: the Dry River was blocked and the arched gate was buried.(28)

Then Hurin looked up to the grey sky, thinking that by fortune he might once more descry the Eagles, as he had done long ago in his youth.(29) But he saw only the shadows blown from the East, and clouds swirling about the inaccessible peaks; and wind hissed over the stones. But the watch of the Great Eagles was now redoubled, and they marked Hurin well, far below, forlorn in the failing light. And straightaway Sorontar himself, since the tidings seemed great, brought word to Turgon.

But Turgon said: 'Nay! This is past belief! Unless Morgoth sleeps. Ye were mistaken.'

Obviously this is all in the Silm-silm but man the... stereoscopic movement from Húrin staring up at the mountains from way down below the cloud layer TO THE EAGLES, watching from ABOVE the clouds, seeing everything illuminated. What the fuck. Also I love the repeated “Unless Morgoth sleeps” phrase, ha ha ha ha, like Morgoth is a dragon and Húrin is his FAVORITE goblet (tru)

As darkness fell Hurin stumbled from the stone, and fell, as one aswoon, into a deep sleep of grief. But in his sleep he heard the voice of Morwen lamenting, and often she spoke his name; and it seemed to him that her voice came out of Brethil.

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The waters of Cabed Naeramarth roared on, but he heard no sound and saw nothing, and he felt nothing, for his heart was stone within him, and he thought that he would sit there until he too died.

But there came a chill wind that drove sharp rain into his face; and he was roused, and anger rose in him like smoke, mastering reason, so that all his desire was to seek vengeance for his wrongs and for the wrongs of his kin, accusing in his anguish all those who ever had dealings with them.

He arose and lifted Morwen up; and suddenly he knew that it was beyond his strength to bear her. He was hungry and old, and weary as winter. Slowly he laid her down again beside the standing stone. 'Lie there a little longer, Edelwen,' he said, 'until I return. Not even a wolf would do you more hurt. But the folk of this hard land shall rue the day that you died here!'

So of course the “anger rose in him like smoke, mastering reason” passage is the only rival for Fingolfin’s last ride in my affections, I should have listed it as an alternative because they really are just, The Two Favs, but anyway: other things I’m into here include the... kind of... the relatively innocent-seeming childlike oblivion of grief, interrupted by a perhaps braver (?) and more adult/heroic (??) impulse to answer Morwen’s call---his love! that takes priority!---and then the same process happening again after she dies, except now all that’s summoning him is his grief, and it’s soured completely in his absence. But like, the repeated habit of ‘shaking himself awake,’ the shape is the same, the feelings that fill it are the reverse

Also I can’t. can’t. BELIEVE the ... seamless transition from the factual, wrenching, sweet gallows humor of “Not even a wolf would do you more hurt” --- he’s looking at her, he’s flirting a little, he sees her clearly, she’s a corpse! --- STRAIGHT into “But the folk of this hard land shall rue the day that you died here.” He was calm for as long as he’s talking directly to his dead wife, it occurs to him he can hurt someone, it’s time to hurt someone. No one can hurt her now. What does that have to do with it? He wants to hurt someone!

'Shame upon you!' cried Manthor the captain, who coming behind had heard what they said. 'And upon you most, Avranc, young though you are! At least you have heard of the deeds of Hurin of Hithlum, or did you hold them only fireside fables? What is to be done, indeed! So, slay him in his sleep is your counsel. Out of hell comes the thought! '

'And so does he,' answered Avranc. 'If indeed he is Hurin. Who knows? '

'It can soon be known,' said Manthor; and coming to Hurin as he lay he knelt and raised his hand and kissed it. 'Awake!' he cried. 'Help is near. And if you are Hurin, there is no help that I would think enough.'

'And no help that he will not repay with evil,' said Avranc. 'He comes from Angband, I say.'

'What he may do is unknown,' said Manthor. 'What he has done we know, and our debt is unpaid.'

God Manthor you male feminist. I mean, uh, I, ‘out of hell comes the thought’ / ‘ and so does he’ put this on my .... portfolio website, also... the hand kiss.... the unintentional brain-cleaving accuracy of ‘and if you are Hurin, there is no help that I would think enough’ ... I do legit love What he may do is unknown. What he has done we know, and our debt is unpaid. Manthor is a good, rationalizing, sleazy kid who has already had TWO prophetic dreams :(

Then Manthor gave him a little bread and meat and water; but they seemed to choke him, and he spat them forth. 'How far is it to the house of your lord?' he asked. 'Until I have seen him the food that you denied to my beloved will not go down my throat.'

[Húrin after having his mouth scalded by a bite of lembas] ‘Hmm, must be because THINGOL and MELIAN mistreated my WIFE’

the food that you denied to my beloved. holy shit. he’s an evil slam poet.

Then he turned towards Hurin, who sat meanwhile bent on the low stool; his eyes were closed, and he seemed to take no heed of what was said.

LOVE HÚRIN’S FUCKING... SHITTY-ASS COMBINATION THEODEN-DENETHOR-GANDALF VIBE... WHATS UP. IM A HARMLESS OLD MAN. BUT I HATE YOU. BUT IM CRAZY MAGIC SO

Then Hurin looked at him and the wrath left his eyes; and together they drank and ate in silence. And when all was finished, Hurin said: 'By your voice you have overcome me. Never since the Day of Dread have I heard any man's voice so fair. Alas! alas! it calls to my mind the voices in my father's house, long ago when the shadow seemed far away.'

'That may well be,' said Manthor. 'Hiril my foremother was sister of thy mother, Hareth.'

'Then thou art both kin and friend,' said Hurin.

'But not I alone,' said Manthor. 'We are few and have little wealth, but we too are Edain, and bound by many ties to your people. Your name has long been held in honour here; but no news of your deeds would have reached us, if Haldir and Hundar had not marched to the Nirnaeth. There they fell, but three of their company returned, for they were succoured by Mablung of Doriath and healed of their wounds.’

1) Seriously the amount of time Húrin spends on offhand, awful, overwhelming flattery 2) I REMEMBER BEING EXACTLY AS WOWED BY THE MABLUNG CAMEO LAST TIME. “Oh, shit, they got healed by Doctor Who!” Fuck I just realized Mablung visited again ~2 weeks ago and probably talked to none of those people. Amazing.

Soon all the Moot-ring was filled. This was shaped as a great crescent, with seven tiers of turf-banks rising up from a smooth floor delved back into the hillside. A high fence was set all about it, and the only entry was by a heavy gate in the stockade that closed the open end of the crescent. In the middle of the lowest tier of seats was set the Angbor or Doom-rock, a great flat stone upon which the Halad (40) would sit. Those who were brought to judgement stood before the stone and faced the assembly.

... Then he stood facing the assembly and hallowed the Moot according to custom. First he named Manwe and Mandos, after the manner which the Edain had learned from the Eldar, and then, speaking the old tongue of the Folk which was now out of daily use, he declared that the Moot was duly set, being the three hundred and first Moot of Brethil, called to give judgement in a grave matter.

I don’t have anything to say about this it’s just the best and I regret not including it in my Nienor fic. Take me to turf ampitheater. Btw Niniel definitely spoke on that doom-rock right, that’s where she convinced the folk of Brethil to go rubberneck with her, right

also NAMED MANWE AND MANDOS AFTER THE MANNER WHICH THE EDAIN LEARNED FROM THE ELDAR and then goes straight to the old largely-ceremonial human language I. just. I love it so much. I love Beleriand.

The horn sounded twice, but for some time no one entered, and the sound of angry voices could be heard outside the fence. At length the gate was thrust open, and six men came in bearing Hurin between them.

'I am brought by violence and misuse,' he cried. 'I will not walk slave-fettered to any Moot upon earth, not though Elven-kings should sit there. And while I am bound thus I deny all authority and justice to your dooms.' But the men set him on the ground before the Stone and held him there by force.

Sorry I included a lot of Húrin quotes that I don’t even have anything to say about I Just... the vision... Húrin’s slightly fake flailing and perfect enunciation/projection techniques....

But when Hardang stepped down and Avranc came to the Stone there was a loud murmuring like the rumour of a coming storm. Avranc was a young man, not long wedded, and his youth was taken ill by all the elder headmen that sat there. And he was not loved for himself; for though he was bold, he was scornful, as was Dorlas his father before him. And dark tales were whispered concerning Dorlas; for though naught was known for certain, he was found slain far from the battle with Glaurung, and the reddened sword that lay by him had been the sword of Brandir.

But Avranc took no heed of the murmur, and bore himself airily, as if it were a light matter soon to be dealt with.

My secret favorite WoH thing is not even the Hurin garbage, it’s just the indiscriminate revengelike murder mystery consequences of Brandir’s death on This Entire Small Community. Also, Avranc is cute. Cuter than Dorlas because I cannot imagine Dorlas behind the bench in an Ace Attorney game. Pats.

‘We gave him food and he spat on it. I have seen Orcs do so, if any were fools enough to show them mercy.’

[vs Manthor:] ‘Yet as for despising our food: he took it from my hands, and he did not spit upon it. He spat it forth, for it choked him. Have you never, my masters, seen a man half-starved who could not swallow food in haste though he needed it? And this man was in great grief also and full of anger.’

Anyway okay I joked earlier but obviously the moment with Húrin spitting out the food/these successive interpretive frames are just... so... again like, this is as close as we get to textual acknowledgment of like... the HORROR of those scenes where Gollum is burned by the elf-rope and the moon, the fact that what’s spoken of in the abstract as a sure sign of evil reads on the page as just this terrible, wasteful injustice, that no one’s actively inflicting but that people have some duty to correct. And like. come on. the only explanation for orcish allergies that makes sense is that they’ve been deprived for so long that they just can’t handle [radiance/nutrients/silky touches of elf-hair]. Avranc and Manthor, I have great news, you think you’re making different arguments and through my sciences I have discovered, it’s ONE argument

'Prisoner, will you not speak?' said Avranc, and still Hurin gave no answer. 'So be it,' said Avranc. 'If he will not speak, not even to deny the charge, then there is no more to do. The charge is made good, and the one that is appointed to the Stone must propound to the Moot a penalty that seems just.'

But now Manthor stood up and said: ‘First he should at least be asked why he will not speak. And to that question reply may be made by his friend.'

'The question is put,' said Avranc with a shrug. 'If you know the answer give it.'

'Because he is fettered hand and foot,' said Manthor. 'Never before have we dragged to the Moot in fetters a man yet uncondemned. Still less one of the Edain whose name deserves honour, whatsoever may have happened since. Yes, "uncondemned" I say; for the accuser has left much unsaid that this Moot must hear before judgement is given.'

'But this is foolishness,' said Avranc. 'Adan or no, and whatever his name, the prisoner is ungovernable and malicious. The bonds are a needed precaution. Those who come near him must be protected from his violence.'

Sorry I just... really like Avranc...

Hmm I was going to put this observation somewhere else but I don’t really feel like attaching a quote: it is always soothing to me when Tolkien doesn’t quite know how to translate his ideas into an archaic register either. Like with the whole subplot of Hurin’s food being drugged. “IDK, HIS FOOD WAS DRUGGED.” Or when he tries to backdate idioms? “Third time shall thrive best!” mmhmmm

But the gathering and counting would take much time, and meanwhile Manthor saw that with each moment the mood of Hurin grew worse.

'There is another way more simple,' he said. 'There is no danger here to justify the bonds, and so think all who have used their voice. The Halad is in the Moot-ring, and he can remit his own order, if he will.'

'He will,' said Hardang, for it seemed to him that the mood of the assembly was restive, and he hoped by this stroke to regain its favour. 'Let the prisoner be released, and stand up before you!'

Hardang also a pretty great prototype of other doomed Tolkien politicians :[ from chilling in his chair with a bleeding headwound to bursting out petulantly about REMEMBER MY HEADWOUND? DO YOU THINK THIS IS A FANCY HAT? in court. He’s just... “trying his best”... I, too, suck at catering to the crowd while wishing to do nothing except cater to the crowd, Hardang.

'Ashamed ye may be. But this is not my charge. I do not ask that any in this land should match the son of Hurin in valour. But if I forgive those griefs, shall I forgive this? Hear me, Men of Brethil! There lies by the Standing Stone that you raised an old beggar-woman. Long she sat in your land, without fire, without food, without pity. Now she is dead. Dead. She was Morwen my wife. Morwen Edelwen, the lady elven-fair who bore Turin the slayer of Glaurung. She is dead.

[...]

Now Hardang was aghast at this turn, and his face went white with fear and amazement. But before he could speak, Hurin pointed a long hand at him. 'See!' he cried. 'There he stands with a sneer on his mouth! Does he deem himself safe? For I am robbed of my sword; and I am old and weary, he thinks. Nay, too often has he called me a wild man. He shall see one! Only hands, hands, are needed to wring his throat full of lies.'

With that Hurin left the Stone and strode towards Hardang; but he gave back before him, calling his household-men about him; and they drew off towards the gate. Thus it appeared to many that Hardang admitted his guilt, and they drew their weapons, and came down from the banks, crying out upon him.

Now there was peril of battle within the hallowed Ring. For others joined themselves to Hardang, some without love for him or his deeds, who nonetheless held to their loyalty and would at least defend him from violence, until he could answer before the Moot.

L M A O I JUST FUCKIN. THE NEGGING. “Not that I expected you to be braver than my son!” The as if just-remembered other detail: you killed my wife, though. Remember when you totally killed my wife, as I decided when I realized I needed someone to have killed her, because I wanted a reason to live? Remember that? Oh, okay, I’m walking forward now. No rush. I’m just briskly walking forward to strangle your leader. Everybody with m---oh look, he’s running away. After him! On your own time.

Now she is dead. Dead. She was Morwen my wife.

'Out of the dark days of our past it comes,' he said, 'before we turned our faces west. A shadow is upon us.' And he felt one lay a hand on his shoulder, and he turned and saw Hurin who stood behind him, with a grim face watching the kindling of the fires; and Hurin laughed.

'A strange folk are ye,' he said. 'Now cold, now hot. First wrath, then ruth. Under your chieftain's feet or at his throat. Down with Hardang! Up with Manthor! Wilt thou go up?'

'The Folk must choose,' said Manthor. 'And Hardang still lives.'

'Not for long, I hope,' said Hurin.

a. strange. folk. are ye. now cold. now hot. down with hardang! up with manthor! wilt thou go up? Hurin, I know you can’t, but listen to me, I have to ask: can you control your jollies for even a second. Until the house is ashes? If you recall, your wife is dead and not here and can’t unsmilingly appreciate your shit

'You are a mightier man than I, Hurin of Hithlum,' he said. 'I had such fear of your shadow that all wisdom and largesse forsook me. But now I do not think that any wisdom or mercy would have saved me from you, for you have none. You came to destroy me, and you at least have not denied it. But your last lie against me I cast back upon you ere I die. Never' - but with that blood gushed from his mouth, and he fell back, and said no more.

I know you haven’t read ASOIAF and you are the only person who might conceivably have scrolled this far down, but, god when people claim GRRM is more grimdark in his interest in deflating backhanded anticlimax than Tolkien, I ... I just...

‘I must go to the Field of the Worm and the Stone of the Hapless, where Morwen their mother lies untended. Will any come with me?'

Then ruth smote the hearts of those that heard him; and though some drew back in fear, many were willing to go, but among these there were more women than men.

<33 <3 they loved Nienor

But Hurin said: 'Nay, Nienor is not here, but it is fitter that she should lie here near her son than with any strangers. So she would have chosen.'

[...] But it is said that after that day fear left that place, though sorrow remained, and it was ever leafless and bare. But until the end of Beleriand women of Brethil would come with flowers in spring and berries in autumn and sing there a while of the Grey Lady who sought in vain for her son.

I have to single out every time someone mentions “Nienor is not there,” also the implication that obviously Morwen would MOST want to be buried where Nienor is, um, soothing to me. Personally. Not because I don’t care a ton about Morwen and Turin, it’s just, the Morwen-Nienor relationship is like... you know. Anyway I can’t believe how lovely and unqualified this is even though Brethil is on fire in another tab.

Now Manthor sat gasping with his back to a tree. 'It is a poor archer that will miss his mark at the third aim,' he said.

Hurin leaned on his staff and looked down at Manthor. 'But thou hast missed thy mark, kinsman,' he said. 'Thou hast been a valiant friend, and yet I think thou wert so hot in the cause for thyself also. Manthor would have sat more worthily in the chair of the Chieftains.'

'Thou hast a hard eye, Hurin, to pierce all hearts but thine own,' said Manthor.

THANKS HURIN. THANKS FOR THE SOFTWARE UPDATE. THANKS FOR RUNNING A DIAGNOSTIC ON THIS DECEASED MAN. great job leaning on your staff for effect, you maniac

‘...I would weep for thee, Manthor; for thou hast saved me from dishonour, and thou hadst love for my son.'

'Then, lord, use in peace the little more life that I have won for thee,' said Manthor. 'Do not bring your shadow upon others!'

'Why, must I not still walk in the world?' said Hurin. 'I will go on till the shadow overtakes me. Farewell!'

Final thoughts on Wanderings of Húrin: it’s super weird how Homer wrote the softcore flanderizing fix-it AU of Morwen/Húrin thousands of years before Morwen/Húrin ok ok it doesn’t actually bear that much resemblance to the Odyssey/the slaying of the suitors, I just think I’m funny

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