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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 month

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A Cat in the Kitchen

Part 1 (ft. Riddle and Silver) I Part 2 (ft. Trey and Kalim) I Part 3 (ft. Jade and Lilia) I Part 4 (ft. Deuce and Jamil) I Part 5 (ft. Malleus and Ruggie) | Part 6 (ft. Cater and Rook) | Part 7 (ft. Sebek and Floyd) | Part 8 (ft. Ace and Idia) | Part 9 (ft. Leona and Epel) | Part 10 (ft. Jack and Vil)

In which Gordon Ramsay-kun is isekai’d into Twisted Wonderland. Part Food Wars, part Hell’s Kitchen, all Master Chef—Night Raven College isn’t ready to take on this Michelin Star celebrity!!

Ready for a short supplementary cooking class?🌟 A day in the life of Prefect Gordon and his familiar Grim, told in three parts: breakfast, lunch, and dinner. After all, food is tastier when it's shared with friends and family~

Imagine this…

Gordon Ramsay stirred before the rats and the ghosts of Ramshackle dorm did. He was up by 5 am most days, first exercising and then rustling around in the kitchen fighting the gas stove to light (and stay that way!) and taking inventory of the dwindling ingredients in the pantry. At 7 am, the delicious smells would start up, rousing his housemates from their slumber.

This was the magic of a human incapable of spellcasting or sorcery.

"Mm... You're up super early again," Grim muttered from the doorway as he rubbed at his eyes. He yawned, still struggling to shake off the last remnants of sleep that clung to him. "I dunno how you do it."

"Not so hard once you've got the hang of it," he grunted in response. Gordon wiped his hands off on a dish towel before sliding a plate toward Grim. "Eat up now, we don't have much time before classes start."

"I dunno, I'm not too hungry."

"You? Not hungry?" Gordon's brows raised. "That's new. You feeling under the weather?"

Grim leapt, looking as though he had been caught with his entire body stuffed into a cookie jar. "N-No, I'm not! Yup, there's my hunger comin' back to me!"

He hurriedly yoinked a tuna sandwich and chowed down.

"See?! Ah'm jus' fine," Grim insisted, cheeks stuffed.

"Hmm, alright." Gordon tucked into a small bowl of oatmeal--prepared with baked bananas, almond milk, and dried cranberries.

"You got class today too or what?"

"Yup. Ashengrotto and the smaller Shroud this time."

“Think they’ll drive ya mad like the rest of them did?”

“I’ll hold my tongue until I’ve seen how they are in the kitchen for myself.”

“Keh, you’re no fun.”

The beast’s ears flattened. The blue fire that burned so brightly seemed to dim. Something weighed on his mind—of that, Gordon was certain.

“That means you'll abandon me before lunchtime again..." Between chews, Grim complained, "How come I gotta be just a student and you get to be a teacher too? The great Grim-sama oughta be showin' these newbies a thing or two!"

"I only teach what I know. I'm still a student in some ways, learning new things about food every day." Gordon shrugged, giving his friend a rough ruffle on the head. "You can be a teacher when you've mastered everything there is to master--neither of us is quite there yet."

"Why can't it be? I wanna fast forward to the part where I become an archmage already!!"

"Don't be impatient about making progress. I’ve made hundreds of dumplings in a day and still came nowhere near the level of perfection of a dim sum master.“

“Tsk, that sucks. Didja at least get to eat the bad dumplings?”

“It was all I had that day. They weren’t fit to serve to customers.” Gordon shook his head. “My point is, you’ll get there one day. Nose to the grindstone, Grim. You've got to work hard to earn it."

He spooned up the remainder of his oatmeal, then deposited his dirty bowl and spoon in the sink. Gordon plucked up Grim, who still had a mouth full of tuna, and tucked him under one arm.

“M-Myah?!“

“Right then, let’s head out. Brisk morning jog to wake up the senses—it’s a brand new day!”

“Lemme finish my breakfast first, sheesh!!”

Three classes before lunch, and they all went about as well as Gordon had expected them to. (That was to say, not well at all.)

During first period Alchemy, Grim had earned the ire of Crewel by disregarding the potion recipe. In spite of Gordon's reminders and warnings, Grim had taken one too many missteps. The wrong ingredient, the incorrect amount, the temperature too low or too high, the stirring too much or not enough.

He was then caught catnapping during Magic History and extensively told off by both Trein and Lucius. (The meowing had gotten very intense.) Gordon had apologized profusely in Grim's place.

Flying had not fared any better--Grim struggled to concentrate, his unsteady magic causing his broom to wildly buck, attempting to chuck him off. Gordon had to stop his rep of 100 push-ups to fetch his friend out from a shrub. Twigs poked at him, leaves caught in his fur.

By the time they were dismissed back to the locker rooms, Grim had melted into a furry puddle on Gordon's shoulder. "Maaan, I'm beat!! That was rough!"

"Rougher than usual." Gordon crunched on an apple. He had taken to the habit of eating small platters or snacks throughout the day over whole meals—it was more efficient for his lifestyle. “Something you want to tell me, or…?”

“N-Nothing’s up!” Grim snapped. "Quit worryin' about me. It's the boss's job to do that for their minion."

The chef rolled his eyes as he set Grim down on the floor beside him. He handed off a boxed lunch wrapped in a checkered cloth. "I'm off to teach. You'll be fine on your own, right? Find Trappola and Spade, settle down with your food, and don't cause trouble."

"I got it already!" Grim huffed. "Catch ya after...?"

"Always." His smile was strained, a bit tired but true. "Maybe I'll bring back some disastrous stories to share with you over dinner."

One last pat on the head, and then he was gone. Hustling down the hall, the white of his pristine chef’s jacket vanishing behind a corner.

Grim managed the rest of the hike to the cafeteria, balancing his lunch in his paws. He squeezed past the legs of various mob students, emerging safely on the other side. They rushed to line up for trays of food.

Suckers, Grim thought, paying in cash for food. Luckily for me, I’ve got something way better than whatever they’re serving.

“Oiiii, Grim! Over here!!” someone called to him. He looked—and there they were, the duo of troublemakers, marked by a heart and a spade upon their faces.

“Ace! Deuce!”

He scampered over to the two Heartslabyul freshmen. They had already secured their lunches, as well as an open seat for him.

“Hard night? Looks like you didn't get much sleep," Deuce commented. A fluffy omelet wobbled atop a mountain of ketchup fried rice on his plate.

“He's right, you really do look awful," Ace added cheerily--blunt as ever. He had opted for a slice of some savory pie, vegetables and meat oozing out from a buttery crust.

"Sh-Shuddap! The great Grim-sama was up all night cookin' up something big!" He slammed a paw down on the table. "Just look at your sorry lunches. They can't compare to what I have!"

"Did Prefect make your meal again? You should try to not trouble him too much.”

"’S not like I tell’m to! He does it on his own!” Grim snickered to himself. "He takes all these cheap ingredients and throws'm together to make these tasty dishes."

"Well, don't keep us waiting in suspense," Ace groaned. "Show us what you have already."

“Let’s see, let’s see!”

Grim undid the fabric knot that held his lunch in a swathe. The checkered pattern peeled back and the lid, once removed, yielded a creamy, cheesy bed of tuna bake.

Gordon had taken his beloved canned tuna and fried it down into flakes. It was then combined with a special mixture of seasonings, pasta shells, melted cheeses, onions and broccoli, and topped with bread crumbs. After a generous bake in their ancient oven, the dish had come out golden brown and bubbling.

“Whoooa, smells delish!!” all three of them drooled.

“Lucky bastard,” Ace muttered. He quickly put on a cheeky grin, his spoon prepared. “Ne, ne~ Lemme try some, Grim!“

“D-Don’t be cheeky, Ace! You can’t demand to mooch off of someone else’s lunch,” Deuce scolded his peer. “… Even if it does look really good.”

“Paws off!!” Grim shielded the box with his body. “My minion made this for me and me only!”

“Tch.” Ace’s expression dropped. “You get to eat like a king for free while the rest of us have to shell out and make do with whatever’s on the school’s menu.”

“It’s not that bad,” Deuce pointed out. “It’d be nice to be able to eat for free but I’m happy with the quality of food we get for the price.”

“This comin’ from the guy who was running low on pocket money for a snack the other day?” he smirked.

“H-Hey, I need to budget, okay?!”

While the duo bickered, Grim had started to shove his face into the box (silverware was too difficult to maneuver) and wolf down his meal. Cheese sauce painted his fur, bits of broccoli and tuna dotting his jaw.

It was heaven—or as close to heaven as he could get on the earth.

He licked his lips appreciatively, mopping up what was left on his face. Not even a little could go to waste. Grim was determined.

As he went back in for another mouthful, he felt a phantom hand cascade across his head, his back. Advice from that morning filled his mind.

“You’ll get there one day. Nose to the grindstone, Grim. You've got to work hard to earn it."

He shut his eyes, making a silent vow.

I’ll definitely… definitely pay ya back for all the hard work you’ve been puttin’ in too, partner.

Gordon bid farewell to the ghost chefs on his way out of the kitchen. The day’s leftovers and unused ingredients overflowed from his arms—a perk of the teaching gig, which helped to feed him and his feline roommate. He mentally parsed through what was available, dreaming up new dishes for the days to come.

There was a nice chunk of fresh tuna (Grim would love it) in his brown paper bag. Perhaps he’d sear it with a sesame crust, then drizzle the seafood in a yuzu-lime dressing to brighten it. He’s plate it with a microgreens salad. Chives, arugula, celery, radish, and ruby sorrel to encourage Grim to eat a variety of vegetables.

He made his way out of the school building and down the long, winding path to Ramshackle dorm. The sun was still out, warming the worn Prefect.

On the front porch, he rustled around in his pants for the keys. When he finally fished it out and inserted the teeth into the lock, Gordon swore he heard a series of suppressed giggles from beyond the door.

Odd.

The door swung open, and he was immediately accosted.

"Welcome baaack," the Ramshackle Ghosts chirped. One ushered him in from behind, another too his groceries off of his hands, and a third tugged him along by the arm.

"Come this way! Grimmy's got a treat for ya!"

"He's been working hard on it the second he got back from his last class."

"Oooh, you're gonna LOVE it!"

"What about dinner?" Gordon protested, watching his beloved ingredients sail off.

He was thrusted into their dingy kitchen--which doubled as the dining room, thanks to the table and chairs set up in one cobwebbed corner. The same old Ramshackle he woke up to every day. Rusty knobs and hinges, chipped cupboards, electricity and running water that blinked in and out.

But there, set on a table with uneven legs and splintered wood, was something extraordinary.

It was a stout cake, iced in light blue with a layer of dripping white and several lit candles stuck into the top. Black frosting formed the vague shape of a fish, TUNA piped over it in white. A single lollipop--pale blue, and in the shape of a paw--casually rested against the cake, as if it had been tossed on top for an extra flair.

A furry mass tackled and hugged Gordon's leg.

"Grim?!"

He was suited up in his own little chef's uniform. It was deep gray, verging on black, his apron tied with a striped-purple ribbon. A tiny toque--a chef's hat-- sat between his ears, a bandage over the bridge of his nose. A smear of white icing decorated his left cheek, and he carried with him a telltale piping bag squeezed thin.

Gordon blinked. "You did this?"

"Nyahahah! Were you surprised?"

"You told me you couldn't cook to save your life."

"He can't," a ghost piped up as he deposited the groceries onto a counter. "He's worse than I was when I was alive!"

"That's why Grimmy's been getting up in the dead of night lately. Been, what? Gotta be a few weeks now."

"He's been practicing his baking and then cleaning up the traces of his crime before you get up."

"What..."

"I wanted to pay ya back, yanno! For all the cookin' and cleanin' and whatever," Grim mumbled shyly, kicking at the ground. "So I figured I'd treat ya for once! I was thinking of a sticky toffee pudding at first since that's your favorite, but... it gets so sticky, it was hard to work with!"

He patted his stomach. "I couldn't put my stuff in the trash can or else you'd notice, so I had to eat up all my mistakes too! It was a lotta effort and way harder than it looked, so you'd better be grateful!!”

Grim looked away, rubbing at his bandage.

“… It helped me better understand and appreciate all the things you do on the daily.”

It clicked.

Everything suddenly made sense. Grim's tiredness, lack of focus, decreased appetite, defensiveness—it was all for this very moment.

"... I see." Gordon bent down, a smile taking shape on his mouth. A steady kindling in his chest. “This is your way of saying ‘thank you’.”

“M-Maybe! An archmage has gotta take good care of his minion,” Grim muttered.

The prefect laughed softly. “And you’re doing a great job at it. Hang tight, I'll get the stove going and whip us up some seared tuna to go with the cake."

“Myah?! Y-You’ve got tuna? Like, the real stuff?!” Grim’s eyes were wide and sparkling. A line of drool ran down his chin. "Fancy tuna...!!"

"Yeah. We can plate some for the ghosts too--so they can join us for a meal in spirit." Gordon nodded at their other roommates. Their pale faces brightened with excitement.

"Can we really?"

"It's been so long since I was last invited to a celebration like this!!"

"Oh, but we can't eat... Ghosts don't have digestive systems. The tune would pass right through us."

"... Grim, you have eat their shares. More importantly, it's being together for the occasion that matters, right?"

"Whoo-hoo!! You're the best minion an archmage could ask for!!" Grim cheered, leaping into the air, furry fist pumping.

“Let's get this dinner party started…!”

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skulduggery-pleasant-bp9 · 7 months

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Playing with a Coroner and a Detective is not wise - Skulduggery x Male!Reader Universe MASTERLIST !!

Summary: Gordon Edgley is dead. M/n is Stephanie's older, adopted, Brother and he has real anger issues when it comes to his Family, which are only, Stephanie, Melissa, Desmond and Gordon. Thanks to some stupid psychos, M/n and Stephanie got introduced to a world of Magic. How will M/n react to it ? Will he like it ? Will his Family grow or will it become lesser ? Read here to find out !

CHAPTERS!:

Part 1 - Gordon’s Testament

Part 2 - Danger

Part 3 – Take us with you

Part 4 – China Sorrows

Part 5 – Tailor Bespoke

Part 6 – Convincing Ghastly

Part 7 – The Elders

Part 8 – The Coroner is ticked off

Part 9 – The Vault

Part 10 – M/n’s Workplace

Part 11 - Inspections

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layla-carstairs · 1 year

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in light of the leaks, I wonder where Clawdeen fits into all this. Because we know she has a crush on one of her new friends but we don't know which one. but all her friends with the exception of Draculaura (who's it seems will have a thing with Clawd) are in a love triangle apparently so like. is she also in the love triangle?? does she emerge at the final moment to ask out Cleo to the Monster Ball?? is it Deuce like in the movie?? Frankie?? like what is she doing among all this relationship drama

#monster high #here's how Cleo x Clawdeen can still win!!#funniest way for that episode to end actually I've just decided #Frankie and Deuce spend the whole episode try to outdo the other at asking Cleo to the dance (Gordons always win!)#only for Clawdeen to just ask her normally and she says yes #clawdeen wolf #deuce gorgon #cleo de nile #frankie stein

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definitiveworld · 2 years

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#gore gore girls #herschell gordon lewis #horror #movie #bloody violence #70s #cult cinema #exploitation movie #grindhouse #42nd street #deuce

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kingconia · 9 months

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Can we please please please PLEASE get a Vice Warden version of the "Reader is the characters favorite celebrity"

(obvi, Ortho is a child so if you add him make it platonic. But if you take him out maybe you can add Floyd instead! Plus RUGGIE CUZ HES THE UNOFFICIAL VICE )

Take your time and have fun with the request! If you end up not doing it, now worries lol!

A/N: I actually planned to do that for a while. Thank you for reminding me.

HOW TWISTED WONDERLANDS' VICE-HOUSEWARDENS ACT WHEN YOU ARE THEIR FAVOURITE CELEBRITY

Trey Clover. ❤️

— You are his favourite chef, of course. Who would've guess, right?

— You are a quite popular one, a former student of the Royal Academy, and very controversial figure in the media world, because... Well, you are quite talented, yes, but your attitude is just... Awful;

— Trey doesn't see anything that bad in your character, though! You might appear rude to adults, but he just loves how gentle you are with kids! Gordon Ramsay kinnie, you see;

— He is so. So. Happy, when Riddle accidentally asks you to be a chef for his birthday. A very lucky accident.

•

”Did I make that right?” Ace asks nervously, glancing at the bowl in his hand.

An event that Riddle Rosehearts plans is huge. Thousands of quests from all houses, completely different kitchens for each of them... So, of course, when students of Heartslabyul suggested to help you, you were happy.

Until you realised that they are chronical idiots.

You feel your blood boil, hands curling in fists.

Just how in the world this boy managed to mash raw carrot in fucking puree, when you asked him to cut it merely?! How?!

”You stupid donkey!” A yell that escapes your lips makes another two students, Deuce and Cater, shiver in fear. ”Get off!”

Ace instantly puts bowl on the table, taking a step back.

”M-me?”

”All of you!” You hiss, glaring at three of them. ”Out of this kitchen, idiots. And never, ever, come back here again!”

They shrink, running away instantly. You sigh in relief, but then, catch another figure, a taller one, moving after them.

Trey Clover.

”Hey,” you call for him, calmer this time. ”Where do you think you are going?”

Trey glances at you, completely surprised.

”Y/n-sama told everyone to leave,” he bows his head respectfully.

”Only to idiots,” you huff. ”You can stay, Trey.”

You actually noticed that out all of them, he worked more effectively. He knows how to cook, clearly, and he does so quickly and wordlessly. So, if anyone's help would be truly useful, it is his.

”...That would be a big honour for me, Y/n-sama.”

You smirk.

”Yeah, yeah. Come on. Let's finish here.”

Ruggie Bucchi. 💛

— You are his favourite true-crime blogger, lol. He watches your videos as he eats, and it annoys everyone, which also sometimes leaves him more food;

— You are actually not worldwide popular. You are just a student from NRC, from the Ignihyde, and sometimes, he catches your figure lurking around;

— Ruggie supports you from his side account, leaving a lot of comments, and likes, making other Savanaclaw watch videos, too. There is nothing more soothing that listening a gentle voice explaining how someone's body was dismembered, after all!

— Once, you decide to start a special event week: a true crimes connected to each house of the NRC. And Ruggie is especially exited for Savanaclaw video, only to find out that...

•

”Ah, you are Ruggie, correct?”

Ruggie flinches.

He recognises this voice from everywhere.

When he turns to the sound of the voice, he founds you, his favourite person in the world, standing in front of him. You look shy, as if it is not you, who constantly speaks of murders so eagerly.

”Y-yeah, hello, Y/n.”

...Shit, he shouldn't know your name.

”Hi!” You wave your hand. ”I am so sorry to bother you, but, I am busy with a project right now... It is connected with crimes in different locations that representing houses here. And, I spoke with Leona-sama this morning...”

Wow, you really caught Leona Kingscholar in the early morning? Awake? It is another proof for Ruggie's PowerPoint presentation about how cool and perfect you are!

”...But he told me that if anyone is better informed about crimes in Savanna, it is you, since, well, your class differences... I am so sorry, did it sound rude?”

Ruggie had never been happier to be poor.

”You came to the right person,” he exclaims with the coolest expression he has in his arsenal. ”Don't worry, Y/n. I will be your guide in the most darkest parts of the Afterglow Savanaclaw.”

You beam. He tries look collected, but fails.

”Ah, Ruggie, you are the best!”

It is going to be the best week in his life!

Leona-sama:

Brat

Firstly, she is fucking scary

Secondly you owe me for this one

Jade Leech. 🩵

— You are his favourite photographer. At first, you only share your works at art exhibitions, but recently you created a page in the Magicam, to have more connection with your followers;

— Jade is amazed by the way you see this world. How gracefully you present the nature, how gently you portrait people, and how skillfully you froze time! Ah, you are amazing!

— Jade always tries to see more of the world that was closed to him before, and your works are a great help for him;

— ...He is absolutely stunned, when Azul tells him that payed you to come to the opening of the renewed Monster Lounge as the photographer, though.

•

Jade is... Slightly frustrated.

To think, that Azul had an opportunity to employ a walking talent for a few hours, and he used this chance to take photos of the Lounge... Impossible!

He sighs.

He respects Azul, of course, but sometimes he is such a baby.

”Good evening,” Jade greets you with a polite smile on his face, hoping to conceal his genuine amazement. ”How is here to your liking?”

You are straightening your back, stopping taking pictures of the main hall. As you turn to Jade, your eyes lit up curiously.

”You must be... Jade, correct?”

You know his name.

”Indeed, I am,” he nods.

”Thank you, it is fine,” you shift from one foot to another, and he can say there is something you want to do. ”Ah, excuse me, but... Can I ask you something?”

Jade nods again, tilting his head on the left. What with your great mind came up this time?

”...Am I allowed to take a few photos of you?”

Now, it is his turn to be surprised.

If anything, Jade has never been an interesting subject for others' eyes. But here you are, his favourite person in the world, wishing to take his photos—

”Are you sure?” As you nod vigorously, he can't help but laugh shortly. ”Then, of course. Do as you please.”

But if you see it in him, something charming and breathtaking, then there are must be he something. Because you are never wrong.

...And when on the next morning, Azul asks him to explain why the fuck there is Jade's photos instead of Monster Lounge's, as they had an agreement with you, he shrugs.

’You asked me to show others the beauty of your Lounge,’ you write Azul later, absolutely unremorseful. ’And I did.’

Oh, you can't even understand how happy you made a certain someone!

Floyd Leech. 🩵

— Do you know those accounts of tarot and astrology readers, who constantly goes live to speak with audience and made them an online reading? Yes, Floyd adores you for this;

— I feel that he sincerely curious about all this stuff, and though, at first, it was only an aesthetic interest as he found you pretty, now, he is too deep in this to pull out;

— He listens to your everyday advice videos religiously, and I am not even kidding. He trusts you too much, and at some point Jade starts worrying about him;

— Floyd is absolutely reckless and shameless, so, of course, he decides to make a first move unexpectedly and openly.

•

”Since it is a Lover's day, I might as well today be more focused on romantic readings,” you warn, shuffling cards in your hands, eyes fixated on the chat. ”So, write first name of yours, and, your lover's, and both of your ages. Will see how it goes.”

Tarot cards have been a huge part of your life since you were a kid, watching your mom and aunt doing that, whispering quietly. It was only natural that eventually you became an esoteric, too.

It is not your work or main to-do thing, more like a hobby, and an instrument to help others. And most of the time, you are doing it for free. Unless, someone wants to pay you, of course.

”Hm, who is here...”

You see a familiar username.

Floyd Leech is a quite constant fan of yours, always liking your videos, commenting them ridiculously, and asking questions about this and that. So, you decide to start with him. Just ouf of respect.

”Floyd, seventeen and... Y/n, whatever your age is,” you read out aloud.

As you understand what that meant, your cheeks flush instantly. You almost drop your tarot on the floor.

Is he trying to hit on you?! Just like that?!

”I... Uhm...”

What should you do? You spoke with him a few times, yes, and it has been more or less fine? Yet... Urgh.

You take a random card from the bottom of it.

Lovers.

Shit.

”You have some good chances here, Floyd” you finally manage to say that aloud, looking away from camera. ”Just be more forward. And private.”

There is no answer—or it gets lost in many new comments—and you distract yourself with other followers. Until a notification appears on the top of your phone.

Floyd_Leech:

hi :)

You almost groan.

What an impossible man?!

Jamil Viper. 🧡

— Might be not entirely accurate, but you are his favourite book critic! I feel, like whenever Jamil has some time to himself, he reads, and if he doesn't, he listens to all these podcasts or three hours long videos about why a certain book good or bad;

— He finds you accidentally, and since then obsessively checks out your every video, even the oldest ones. Puts notifications on. Follows on other social media. Loves your content;

— He is definitely a more quiet supporter. He likes your videos, but never comments them. So, there is no direct contact between two of you;

— At least, until he bumps into you by accident. In Scalding Sands. On the summer holidays. How insane is that?

•

Jamil knows that you travel a lot, he has seen your highlights in Magicam, but how could he expect to meet you in the bazar of all places?! This place is noisy, awful and there is nothing beautiful or picturesque! What would you do here? And with a book in your hands, too.

”The sands of Love,” title says.

It sounds ridiculous already.

”Shit,” you hiss, rubbing his shoulder with your free hand. ”I am sorry.”

”Please, be careful,” he murmurs quietly, trying to act normal as if he doesn't update your channel every morning and night in the search of new content.

Anyway, Jamil is slightly freaking out. Just a little.

”I am trying, but this book is so awful, I want to die,” he chuckles fondly, a familiarity of your words that you say so often from the screen on his phone, softening him. ”You know, I bought this goddamn book, and the setting of it is here, like, in Scalding Sands. So, I came here to check some details. Like traditions, and, and stuff. And you know, it is all a fucking bullshit—”

So, you made your way to here just to... Criticise an obviously bad book with even more reasoning?

God, he loves you.

”...And, and...” You stutted. Blushing suddenly, you sigh. ”I am so sorry. I shouldn't be dumping that on you.”

Jamil tries his best to offer you a rare smile of his.

”Oh, but I am interested now. Would you mind continue telling me about this book?” He can't help but notice how cutely your eyes lit up. ”But not here, obviously. Please, let's go. I will find a quieter place for you.”

...Seems, like all his luck was saved just for this moment to happen, because you actually follow him, continuing your blabbering.

What a beautiful day it is.

Rook Hunt. 💜

— You are his favourite opera singer! When Rook sees you for the first time, he is in awe. Your beauty, your voice — it is everything. He knows, just from the first sight, that he will be a Phantom of Opera for your Christine;

— He buys the best, and I must stay, the most expensive places for your opera, but keeps himself hidden away for a while. Doesn't need to be seen, he is in his studying sessions;

— Rook is not pleased if you are not a leading singer. He will make everything for this fact to change in future. Would giggle if overhears you saying how lucky you are... If you want him to be your luck, then so be it;

— When Rook is sure that his work more or less done, and he is ready, he will finally meet with you personally.

•

”It is a shame I never noticed you before,” you shake your head, cheeks darkened from the amount of complements you had heard in past ten minutes. ”And you've been here for me from my debut? I am so flattered...”

A boy in front of you smiles eagerly, pressing another warm kiss on the back of your hand.

”Ah, mon inspiration, it is me who is blessed and grateful for being able to witness something so beautiful and generous... The rise of the angel of Opera, indeed!”

His eyes are shining with a pure awe. You almost squirm, when Rook falls on his knees, cheek pressing to your well-kissed hand. You are fighting a wish to caress his cheek just as you do with your cat at home.

”If Gods ever existed, at least one of them, it must be you, their last creation, a gift for dying civilisation!”

”Ah, Rook,” you giggle, getting more and more shy with each second. ”Please... Maybe, you want to... See with me later? Beyond these walls? I mean... Don't get me wrong, of course, it is just...”

It might be a risky movement, you know. Yet, you can't help but feel attracted to the person, who stares at you as if you are the Creator yourself.

”I would be more than glad, mon ange,” his voice becomes quieter, yet, a little more nervous. ”I love that one café in front of this opera, if you care to know. I often order there their special drink... The fall of the Devil, isn't it?”

You blink in surprise.

”That is my favourite, too!” You exclaim enthusiastically.

”Really?” Somehow, he doesn't really look surprised. ”Well, then, after getting drinks, we, perhaps, could see the Art Gallery... Had you ever seen a whole room dedicated to the minerals from different countries? It is my favourite one.”

Your chest warms.

”Mine too!”

You hope it doesn't look like you try to impress him by mirroring his answers, but it is really this way.

Seems, like Rook just knows everything you love!

”I feel like we are a perfect match, mon destin.”

And, somehow, you can't disagree.

Lilia Vanrouge. 💚

— This man is hard to impress... But, you are his favourite... Psychologist. Alright, I know it sounds ridiculous, but I think, considering the fact that he was the general for a long time, never caring about human emotions before, and then suddenly adopted three idiots, and that with having his own trauma, he takes a great interest in the psychology;

— So, when he accidentally finds your account, where you speak of different problems, navigate people through theirs, and merely discussing different situations in the world from the point of psychology, he dives in;

— I don't think that Lilia goes on appointment, though. I think, he masters psychology through your channel, instead. He is such a self-taught and crazy-ass talented person;

— When you are invited to work as a school psychologist in the NRC, since Crowley realised that overbolts might or might not be because of lacking a one, Lilia is actually really excited. And he doesn't hide it!

•

”Seeing how mature you are, how healthy you analyse all these situations with overbolted students,” you make a small sip of tea, smirking shortly, ”I can't help but feel slightly proud of myself.”

Lilia laughs quietly, extending you more chocolate muffins that he obtained from the cafeteria just for you.

Since from the first day, two of you became a great friends. And, though, of course, it is you who should take care of him—since he is a student as well—Lilia yet can't help but worry about how much you work, skipping meals constantly, because, apparently, everyone wants your help.

”You are great at what you are doing, Y/n-sama,” he smiles mischievously.

Though both of you are quite old, centuries of life long ago left behind, there is a certain childishness inside of you, that you prefer to call a healthy life enjoyment. A term that Lilia now uses every time when someone tries to lecture him about being too immature.

”Thank you, thank you, Lilia-kun,” you bow your head jokingly. ”But, seriously, I need a proper schedule with all of these kids. But they just can't stop coming... I don't know what is so traumatising about this school, honestly. It is about lessons?”

Lilia laughs.

”Maybe. I mean, my genuine wish to start a massacre returns sometimes, when headmaster comes on our lessons...”

You smack him slightly, chuckling softly.

”I see, now. Honestly, after meetings with him, I too, search for the professional help...”

As both of you laugh, Lilia watches you relaxing eventually.

Ah, who would've thought that a person who helped him unconsciously once, would eventually became his friend?.. What a crazy world he lives in!

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #trey clover #trey clover x reader #ruggie bucchi #ruggie bucci x reader #jade leech #jade leech x reader #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt #lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge x reader

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thehollowwriter · 6 months

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Images from @simpingseafood

HELP these edits are so funny

So close

So close Kalim

How are you doing better than Jamil???

You just need to pull your hat down lower or find a way to tie your hair back, bb

Careful don't spill that it's hot

9.9/10 I'm impressed

Holy carp he actually tied his hair in a bun

However it's only a half bun and it's not covered

9.9/10 well done Cater hon you tried

SILVER WHAT IS THE POINT OF THE PONYTAIL IF ALL YOUR HAIR IS HANGING IN YOUR FACE

I'M GOING TO FIND HAIRS IN MY SOUP

But well done for using an oven mitt

3/10 there's hair in my mouth now

DEUCE COMB BACK YOUR HAIR AND COVER IT PLEASE IDK WHAT YOU'RE MAKIN IN THERE BUT IT'S FULL OF HAIR NOW

But also yay ovenmitt (why are the oven mitts branded with the dorm insignias HELP)

4/10 not as bad as Silver, keep trying bb

T r e y

@honey-milk-depresso LOOK AT WHAT YOUR BOYFRIEND HAS DONE

HE'S KILLED ME

TREY CLOVER YOUR HAIR FOR THE LOVE OF G O D HAVE YOUR PARENTS TAUGHT YOU NOTHING

9.9/10 but Mr and Mrs Clover are disappointed in you and so am I

MALLEUS THAT TINY HAT IS ACTUALLY USELESS I'M SORRY

Hats are meant to prevent your hair and perspiration from getting into the food and keep your hair out of your face.

There is- the ponytail is doing nothing-

Malleus we need to get you a big hat with holes for your horns

AND YOU ALSO AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE WEARING NAIL POLISH FJTJFJFIF (unless your nails just look like that)

2/10 please get a new hat. Nevermind Trey, YOU'LL kill me

Ruggieeeeee

Sweetiepie

Say it with me ya'll

HAIR GOES IN A BUN AND UNDER THE HAT

Yes Gordon you tell him 😤

But yes oven mitts good

9.9/10 pls fix your hair

#malleus draconia #trey clover #deuce spade #cater diamond #ruggie bucchi #kalim al asim #silver twst #diasomnia #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #scarabia #twisted wonderland #quinn quips #ask game

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ithseem · 11 months

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What Your Favourite Twisted Wonderland Character Says About You

**Disclaimer: All of these are jokes, so if any of you are offended, sorry 😅. Anyway, on to the assumtptions! Also, I cannot say how accurate this is**

Riddle Rosehearts:

You thought his uptightness was too much for you, but post-book one he became your favourite and you can't help but respect his growth. I don't blame you, his backstory was a tear-jerker

Trey Clover:

You want a malewife

Cater Diamond

There's a 40% chance you're bi and there's a 30% chance you follow Danny Gonzalez (and/or one of his clones)

Ace Trappola:

You either have no filter or you wish you could get rid of yours

Deuce Spade:

You think the Bad Boi + Himbo combo is cool and lowkey simpable. There's also a 40% chance you're neurodivergent

Leona Kingscholar:

You're the therapist friend in your group who desperately needs therapy. That or you're really horny

Ruggie Bucchi:

You didn't grow up with much money, and you relate to his struggle. Also, you'll never forgive Andrew Tate for what he posted

Jack Howl:

The more you get to know him, the more you see him as a tsundere puppy. There's also a 20% chance you made at least one pun about him e.g. bro's really JACKed up

Azul Ashengrotto:

There's a 40% chance that Mammon is your favourite Obey Me character. You're also probably an aspiring business owner

Jade Leech:

Your favourite colour is red. That's why you like this walking/swimming red flag

Floyd Leech:

You say he's really cute, but he's also a walking/swimming red flag. Also, if you had to die, you'd say the best way is to suffocate by him squeezing you

Kalim Al-Asim:

There's a chance you mistook him for Mammon from Obey Me. You also see him as the school's therapy dog

Jamil Viper:

You're probably Desi/Arab and you relate to being forced to suppress your emotions just to make sure you keep the peace

Vil Schoenheit:

You thought he'd be a Regina George/Sharpay Evans/Gordon Ramsay reskin but now you respect him more than you respect your IRL friends. Either that or you want him to step on you

Rook Hunt:

You appreciate the fact that he's a goofy mf and owns it. That or you're insane

Epel Felmier:

Your life's motto is "Short People Rule!" There's also a 30% chance you're feral asf

Idia Shroud:

You're a gamer/anime fan. There's also a 45% chance you're autistic

Ortho Shroud:

You either want him as a little brother or as a son

Malleus Draconia:

You're at least 45% of the fanbase. You also think goths are just neat

Lilia Vanrouge:

You're an e-boy/girl/other-gender or a menace to society

Sebek Zigvolt:

You've lost track of how many times you wanted to bully this boomer of a sixteen-year-old

Silver:

You have good taste 😎

Grim:

You're a cat person

Yuu (manga/game/novel):

You're cool 😎

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chenyann · 2 years

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Cake Bake!!

All boys!!

Today there is a cake bake!, if you don't know what that means let me explain, all students will have to bake a cake in 2 and a half hours.The best cake wins a date with the lovely prefect of ramshackle!

cw: gn!reader, crack & fluff, not much of my normal but I digress, unedited,based off someone who never play the cooking event💀.

Riddle

It looks good

But it's not🥲

It has 3 cups of salt in it

Trey told him it make the sugar sweeter

Plain cake

Plain icing

Plain in general

Yako score:

2/10

Was 0/10

+2 points because the flower

Trey

Looks cute(ˊᗜˋ )

strawberries 😍😍😍😍

tastes just right ✅

He probably added real strawberries inside (´-﹏-`)

Could it be better?

Yes

yako score:

8/10

-2 points because of too much icing

Carter

Looks like red velvet

It's not

It actually paprika

Butter cream icing

It looks like fish food at the top🤢

It's not? I hope

He tried(„• ֊ •„)੭

Yako score:

2/10

-8 because of me thinking it was red velvet.

Ace

Let me be like Gordon Ramsay real quick

ITS FUCKING RAW!

Done(•v•)

not only is it ugly

But it's raw

Done eat it babe 😔😔

it's chocolate

Too much chocolate

He probably put salt in it on purpose

Yako score:

0/10

He is gonna kill us both prefect 😪

Deuce

Ummm(·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )

He tried

It tastes ok....

I think

Was ment to be a marble cake

Failed

Too much egg in the icing

it's a plain cake

But with a little chocolate

So In taste wise

It's good

Yako score:

5/10

-5 cause it's ugly

Leona

ruggie made it

Told ruggie to write that

Plain

Atleast there is a heart

He gonna drag you to nap after the cake bake

Yako score:

1/10

-9 points because it's rude

Kept one because ruggie made it

Ruggie

Yum

It's plain

But it's from grandma bucchis cook book

😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋

I WOULD EAT IT LIKES ITS A **** I just said tart chill yall

4 layers!!!!!

Butter cream icing 😋

It's a bit original but there is bits of orange in it

That's what makes it a granny bucchi special!

Yako score:

10/10

It's a original, it has a twist,the buttercream makes it sweet but the orange makes it pop!

Jack

Oh?

This was unexpected 🤨

I like it

the sweetness of the berries makes the chocolate more flavourful

I would be better if icing was all around it but it's okay ig

he did his best(˶ᵔᴗᵔ˶)

the icing in the middle is lacking tbh

Yako score:

8/10

The aesthetic wasn't there

Azul

Guys

HEAR ME OUT

He can't bake

Poor boy wants that date tho

So who better to bake than the sea witch

He did Ursula dirty💀💀💀

It would taste good tho

It would taste like berries

Don't ask

But other than the...."lovely" art.

It's okay

Yako score:

6/10

-4 cause of the art

jade

Okay

It delightful

Very cute

may or maynot be real mushrooms...😅

Be careful

You dodon'want to be poisoned now do we(˶ᵔᴗᵔ˶)

butter cream flavored ^^

Yako Score:

9/10

I don't want him to poison me okay

floyd

...

Honestly I don't even know wtf this is

Don't eat

Someone put a caution sign on it

I'm so scared

DOES IT HAVE GRAVEY ON IT*@[++[[]*+

Oh no

God no

I think we are gonna die

I quit

It looks like my cats food

This makes me fr sick

Yako score:......

.......no

Kalim

Jamil done it

BUT!!!!

But. Kalim wrote a long and surprisingly good description of what he wanted made

Don't get me wrong tho, he wanted to make it

It's good

I don't like the nut tho..IM SORRY!😭😭

yako score:

7/10

-3 because of the nuts

Jamil

I didn't really try 🤓

He is lying

Wants to 1 up Kamil so bad

Probably sabotaged kalim💀💀💀

if you praise him istg prefect I will wack you

lives off fondant

Vanilla cake:0

It's really plain tbh

Yako score:

8/10

-2 because it's plain

And boring

Vil

Custom made(๑•̀ㅁ•́๑)

But very pretty 😍

Can I eat the butterflies?????

If not this is a scam

Half of it is organic icing

1/3 is cake

2/3 is icing and air

Don't ask

The design is kinda everywhere

But it somehow works

I think its the pink

Strawberry.

That it

MAYBE CHERRY??????

Yako score: 10/10 if I can eat the butterflies

If not then it's 7/10

Rook

Simple

Uhm

It's simple

It's cute

The colors look divine

positive message

I love it

Maybe a plain cake?

I would eat this

He would put a bit of salt too keep you on ur toes😌

Yako score:100/10

I love the vibes he is making

Epel

...

Don't get me wrong it would taste delightful

I just think he wouldn't know how to decorate it

So he did minions

Ummmmm

Rook offered to give tips but epel said no🙂🙂

Should have let him tbh

but i digress

Yalo score:

4/10

-6 for the minions

Idia

Let's be honest now

It's gonna be one of these

Yucky

No.

Yako score:

-100000000000000000000000/10

I'm being honest

Ortho

Sweet lil bby♡♡

he is a robot

There is no flaws

Unless he wants one

It is kinda plain

He would have done more

But it's still good

A lil bland

Because he won't eyeball the sugar🙄

But still good

Yako score:

7/10

-3 could be better

Malleus

Why yes that is a wedding cake

*hint hint wink wink*

He cheated and used magic

But you don't need to know

HE WILL DO ANYTHING TO WIN THST DATE WITH YOU PREFCET

he would say yall should cut it together

Smh

Down bad 😔

Plain

If it was me I would say no

Because it's plain

Sorry

Yako score:

3/10

-7 plain and cheated

Lilia

Run

And don't even think about eating it

You will get food poisoning

And it won't be pretty

If you wanna sit on the toilet for the next week then be my guest and eat it

Mayo acts as icing

.....the hotdog looks like a penis

Idk what that yellow stuff is😰😰

Yako score:

- ♾/10

We all know why

Silver

Made 3

His animal friend helped

Probably one of the best hand decorator and baker here

He did nice

It's cute

It's fun

Aesthetic was on point

The flavors would clash

the flowers add taste

Yako score:

10/10

This one is going places

Sebek

Nobody said that

It's okay

Everyone loves you

Sebek is just mad

he will get over it

Plain

I like the rainbow tho

Yako score:

2/10

I Liked the rainbow(〃⌒⤙⌒)ゞ

That all folks!!

Who do you think should win?

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the-ghostlygossip · 2 months

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Did Cleo DeNile and Deuce Gordon break up?!?! Cleo seen on a picnic with Kieran Valentine!

#monster high gen 1 #monster high #cleo de nile #deuce gorgon #kieran valentine

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the-black-bulls · 2 years

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Nacht: I've been planning this for three months. You've all been given a specific role and codename. Gauche and Zora and Nero, you are The Daggers.

Gauche, Zora, Nero: [shrug impassively]

Nacht: Charmy and Noelle and Henry, The Hammers.

Charmy, Noelle, Henry: [nod pleasingly]

Nacht: Finral and Vanessa and Gordon, The Hall Monitors.

Vanessa: [high five Finral & Gordon] Yeah! Suck it!

Nacht: Grey will be with me, as for Magna and Luck, I'm just going to call you your real names so you don't get confused.

Luck: Smart.

Magna: What?

Nacht: Asta will be The Ace, And Yami, as requested, you will be The Deuce. Although I still think you should reconsider that codename.

Yami: Nope. Deuce. It's like Ace but twice as cool.

Nacht: It is not. It's a turd.

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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ngl

THAT’S IDiA’s BEST h AiR SO fAR, HE LooK S So CUTE but why’s he holding the spatula like it’s going to hurt him 😭 HE SHOULD WEAR MORE CUTESY HAiR CLIPS AnD BArreTTES!!

… He’s still a fire hazard though—

xvjsvskwn Ace is cute too, though his forehead seems massive with the central bangs tucked under his chef hat. He kinda looks like he’s above to shove that bell pepper 🫑 (Deuce’s least favorite food) whole down Deuce’s throat 😂 (The chibi Ace in the banner is even sort of posed like Rapunzel with her frying pan! djsviedbiekdoz It’s like Ace is just begging to commit violence this Master Chef…)

#Idia Shroud #Ace Trappola #Deuce Spade #twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #notes from the writing raven #sobs in knowing I still have to write Sebek and Floyd’s noodled themed Gordon Ramsay in Twisted Wonderland…#double feature…#Rapunzel #Tangled

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sims-half-crazy · 9 months

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Lena didn't say anything for another week. She wanted to make sure. She honestly didn't know how Gordon was going to take the news of another baby. She wasn't sure she was sure how she was taking the news. They were bursting at the seams of their apartment as it was, and now with another baby they were definitely going to be crowded. She invited him out for a walk. They did this quite frequently as they both enjoyed staying trim, and the exercise helped her hypertension and alleviated his migraines. They left Frank in charge, but told him that Norman should be going down soon, and all he needed to do was read him a story and tuck him in.

The strolled along the tree lined sidewalk in contented silence. They walked towards the grocer and a Fitz Motor Car dealer as the sun set the sky ablaze with hues of violet and tangerine. "You know, when the sky looks as colorful as this it reminds me of all the sunsets over the bay in Springhaven. It really was a beautiful place to grow up. My father took steps to keep it beautiful, and I appreciate that now."

"I don't remember anything of my homeland, but I remember my mother telling me about times during the night when the sky would be painted in blues and greens. Almost like someone was painting it with watercolors. I wish I could have seen it, but Mother told me about it so often that I can imagine it." Gordon loved it when she spoke of her family and history. Her voice took on a lilt to it that made him want to listen to her forever. "My mother would be at a loss of words to see the world now. She'd be muttering about all these horseless carriages. I wish she could have met you and the boys."

"I wish you'd been able to meet my parents, as well. They would've loved you from the start. They'd probably have loved you so well that you would've turned and run away. They had a habit of enveloping people into their sphere and once you were there, you were stuck. They were good, decent people though. They cared about many things. My last favorite memory of them is when they came all the way down here to help me after Evie left. My mother was this force of gentle stubbornness that would leave you completely incapable of saying no to anything she suggested or did. My father was a great speaker and he would talk to you like he'd known you your whole life. They came in and helped me with the twins. I think about them often, and it's eased the pain of losing Everett. I imagine them looking after him for us."

"I think about him often, too. I look at Norman, especially after he's destroyed something again, and ask Everett to curb his wildness. Sometimes Norman calms right down or he'll stop what he's doing and just play quietly. I always thank Everett for his helping hand. I know it sounds silly, but it makes me feel better. I wonder if he'll help with the new one?" A new Fitz Deluxe Deuce Coupe sat in the window behind them. The shiny paint and glimmering chrome distracted Gordon for a moment as he realized what she'd said.

"New one? Lena? Are you? Are we? Again?!" Gordon put his hand on his head in slightly exaggerated surprise. He'd suspected because Lena had been a little fuller in certain favorite areas of his, but he wasn't about to say anything. He liked to remain alive, after all.

"Yes, I'm certain now. I've known for a little while, but was still trying to figure out how I felt. I think I'm happy but we're going to have to find a new place to live. We can't fit another person in our current place." She turned fully towards and placed her hands on his chest, fiddling with his lapels. He loved that she still did that. He put his arms around her, public sidewalk be damned.

"Oh sweetheart!" Gordon was so exuberant that he pulled her in for a kiss. "I do believe, I know a place that's just gone up for sale," he said as he turned them around back towards their building. "It's the redbrick flat just down the road there. The bottom flat has just come on the market. Josiah mentioned it when I saw him last at the barbershop. I'll make an inquiry tomorrow."

#Gosnoll Ancestry #ts4 decades challenge #sims4 #sims 4 historical #ts4 historical #decades challenge #sims 4 #sims 4 screenshots #simerican #GA Gen 4 #Gordon Gosnoll #Lena Lewandowski #GA 1930s

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