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natewriteslol · 9 months

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Remembering History

Summary: When Leona finds Cheka crying his reminded of his own childhood struggle. What will he do to comfort someone so unlike himself?

Characters: Leona Kingscholar, Cheka

Warnings: nothing really just a little sad :O

This should have been what he wanted, to see the young brat who snubbed him of the chance of being kind. Leona was third to the crown, a child would have the opportunity to rule before him.

So why did he feel sadness?

The Amber eyes that typically could be found gleaming were prickling with tears and his mouth was pried open as he choked on his sobs. This wasn’t a regular temper tantrum, this was true hurt Cheka was experiencing.

He was most definitely caught off guard, Leona had never really comforted anyone let alone a child, “Why are you crying?” But this question seemed to further put salt in the wound of the young beastman.

So, Leona decided to soften his approach, only to stop this crying of course, delicately placing a hand upon the back of the child as he bawled in his corner of beanbags and plush toys. Allow him to cry, and maybe then he would be able to find the root of the problem.

Eventually Cheka had slightly calmed down and decided to look up at his uncle, his eyes stinging and swelled from the crying, “I-I was practicing with my tutor a-and I messed up on the problem and Mrs. A g-got super mad and said I was h-hopeless.” The five year olds hands retreated to his eyes, covering them in shame.

“A-and I know you think I’m a screw up too, Uncle.”

“I can’t do anything right.”

“The younger son is quite a handful isn’t he? But you can’t help but feel pity for him, he didn’t even inherit his father’s features” the servant gossiped to another, yet none of them knew that Leona was in a corner, playing a game of hide n seek.

“I mean it must feel horrible knowing the real truth at such a young age, though I feel like he’s in denial. But everyone knows no matter what, nothing will grant him the position of king…

“He can’t do anything right, not even be born at the correct time” the other servant giggled whilst folding the towels.

As Leona watched the display before him from behind a houseplant, yet despite hiding he couldn’t escape their scornful words. His heart began aching as he felt the same pressure on his chest as the day he watched Farena and his father secretly discuss his plans for the eldest son’s future. He could barely breathe, as his saliva soured in his mouth and the castle had never felt colder.

Farena tapped him, loudly giggling and shouting “Found you!”. Yet his brother was unphased by the touch instead looking at the servants with an hardened expression as they gazed in horror.

While he knew it was factual that he couldn’t be the king, causing a battle inside of him. However, Leona never thought that it would be obvious to others. In every fairy tale one opens, the prince goes on to become to be king, so is he truly worth anything if he wasn’t king?

As Cheka cried, Leona began to see himself in the child, he thought his nephew would be unaware of pressure or immune to sadness due to the loving family he possessed, or the fact that he shall be king.

As the child’s tears seeped, creating a puddle in his shirt he realized how naive of him it was to think that. But instead being shrouded of regret and self pity Leona realized he needed to be with him now.

“That woman will no longer be teaching you, I will be sure of that,” Leona said, and for the first time he caressed the child’s soft red locks.

“I don’t wanna disappoint you,” the young boy murmured into his shirt, but the grown beast men’s ears picked up on it of course. But he was speechless, Leona had no issue being rude to his father or others.

He thought that he would have no problem with doing the same with Cheka, yet he found his stomach sinking, remembering that the young boy had been aware of the distaste he had for him all this time?

“You’re…you’re not a screw up, you have potential and…you’re a good kid,” Leona said, finally breaking the silence, it was tough to say but for once when no one was around, had to shoo away his built up ego for him.

“And…I do love you, you’re my only nephew.”

“Really?” The young boy replied, his eyes red but they had a gleam of happiness to them which made Leona smile.

Not wanting to be vulnerable with the adorable saucers of Cheka on him making him let out a tsk, he sighed “Yes, of course don’t press me for an answer too much.” Yet he couldn’t muster up more sass due to the soft arms wrapping around his shoulders, enveloping him into a hug.

As his green irises fell on the child clinging onto him, Leona wiped away a tear that had cascaded down his cheeks, not wanting to leave this evidence of emotion on him.

Yet, this happening had caused him to rethink.

Perhaps the whole point isn’t being prince, but to be a leader to those who need it, who need you the most.

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random-twst-things · 5 months

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*Leona's room*

Mc/Y/N/Yuu: Hey! It's time to wake up! The suns been up for the last hour!

Leona, waking up groggy and groaning: What do you want to do? Photosynthesize? 😑

Mc/Y/N/Yuu: I'm surprised you even know what that word means.

Leona: and I'm surprised you don't know what the words "Don't bother me" mean.

Mc/Y/N/Yuu: Says the super senior.

Leona: 😐

Mc/Y/N/Yuu: are you awake now??

Leona: No, part of this feels like a dream and I'm hoping it ends in you leaving.

Mc/Y/N/Yuu: AWWWWW you'd dream of me? 🤭

Leona: Don't flatter yourself herbivore, now get out.

Dividers from @/cafekitsune

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writingfool001 · 2 years

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Reacting to Reader in the Cinderella Dress

Author's Note: anyone can wear a dress because they can and look drop dead gorgeous. Did another random name selector wheel to figure out the three to do. Also, Holy shit, I would be spinning around if I wore this.

Request: Yes

Pairing: Malleus, Vil, & Leona x Gn! Reader

Warnings: an attempt to remember descriptive words for dress.

Malleus:

He talks to a few who are brave enough to approach but keeps to himself as he questions where you were. Malleus was almost tempted to go find you himself, considering he was already thinking of leaving. Lilia reassured him that you would come, and you wouldn't show up without giving a reason too. Internally, he was pacing back and forth, anticipation building up and his thoughts getting to him.

He noticed a bit of blue out of the corner of his eye to see you coming into the hall, looking around. You looked breathtaking and walked elegantly as you came into the crowded room.

He immediately started walking towards you, not caring if he walked away in the middle of the conversation and admired how breathtaking you were. When he finally reached you, he showered you with compliments and smiled brightly as you talked about how fluffy the skirt of the dress was. He suggested that you could see it being more flowy before guiding you to the dancefloor and started dancing with you as the world began to slow down.

Vil:

He socialized and made sure none of his dorm members started anything with tier rival schools while avoiding Neige at all times. He kept an eye out for you and was almost tempted to send Rook to find you. We all know how much of a stickler he is for being on time, which can be a good and bad thing. He was going to have you get ready at Pomefiore, but you declined and told him that you were fine getting ready at Ramshackle. Noticing a commotion going on, he looked over and saw you walking in, dressed to the nines in a beautiful blue gown.

He watched you walk past people with a smirk before giving you a twirl and kissing your cheek. He complimented your appearance and how the dress looks stunning on you. He took your hand and his before escorting you to enjoy the evening.

Leona:

Ugh, these pointless gatherings, almost as bad as the ones back home. He was sipping at the punch that was provided, wishing that he snuck in some alcohol to make this gathering more bearable. He wasn't even planning on showing up until you suggested going then said you would just go with Jack or Malleus instead. He begrudgingly said he would go with you and didn't talk about what to wear, so you were left alone to make that decision for yourself.

Right as he was thinking of leaving, he noticed you within the crowd coming inside. He raised an eyebrow as you came in, wearing the dress. Putting the cup down and walking towards you, moving through the crowd. He met you halfway and commented that you cleaned up well before kissing your hand. He guided you away from the various stares you got with a proud smirk on his face. Through the night, he was growling at those who thought they could get too friendly with you or watch as you tear someone a new one if they made a comment about your dress.

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luminous-letters · 2 years

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Can you write the dorm leaders realizing they find mc attractive?

i'm so sorry. first, for answering late. and second, for not being able to include riddle and vil. (it actually took me a lot more time to write those two, but it always end up horribly. so i had to scrap them. that was also part of the reason why i was working on this for so long.)

but please let me know if it isn't to your liking anon 😭

At what point in a relationship does one party find the other attractive? It could be as quick as a heartbeat, a single glance. It could be longer than a month, or long enough to watch the whites of winter thaw into the greens of spring.

What does being attractive mean to them? A face? A body? A surface-level understanding? Or gravitation to what lies deeper than bone, an understanding that pierced through the soul.

Five months.

A pretty face... Leona's seen many across the years. In all shapes, sizes, colors or form, each of them were as magnificent and lustrous as gemstones. But few could make a mark as lasting as yourself.

He should've known it when an herbivore like you came waltzing into his territory. He should've known it the moment you made a lion's den your home. He should've known sooner that you were just so damn...you.

You had metaphorical balls of steel, just prancing like some doe in a pit full of predators. All while staring them down too.

You were annoying, unrelenting and so painfully stupid that it almost made him cry. Almost.

It all started with chanced meetings made more frequent. Then he'd notice more details about you than before.

Your head, your lips, your fingers... Then he'd start smelling things that were too hidden to be perceived. Monday... A faint scent of lavender. Tuesday— lilacs. Wednesday— citrus...?

He began to anticipate it more and more. Until a whole five months passed, then he was sure.

"This may come to you as a surprise...but, I like you."

Three months.

Azul had long been jealous of beauty. Bodies that folk adore, a tail that could swim the fastest, and a face that could make the crowds swoon and fall at their feet.

And he's seen plenty of those, more than he could count. He was an avid collector, of trinkets and admirable qualities alike. He wanted them all. He deserved them all.

And he could've had it all if it weren't for you meddling kids. You foolhardy buffoons that, by chance, managed to stop his journey to omnipotence!

But enough of that, for he was now a changed man.

Now that he thought about it, you weren't as dense as your peers. You needed a decently sharp mind to be able to make sense of his plans, much more to be able to stop it.

What a fine investment that would be. And connections to powerful people as well? My, my, this day just keeps getting better and better.

But when he would expect a witty response, you'd answer with points that barely made sense. And when he was sure you'd elicit some unprompted stupidity, you'd quip with the most sound and foolproof ideas he's ever heard. How vexing. How vexing, indeed.

He wants a bit more information... Yes just that. But the chances of it spiraling into something more... It completely slipped his mind.

"I have an offer you possibly cannot refuse."

Thirty seconds.

Kalim was an easy-going soul, carefree and sheltered since the day he was born into this world. So of course it was easy for him to fall for someone.

It was no surprise that he gets so attracted so easily. Be it an object, a pet, or another person, Kalim was almost immediately gushing and cooing the moment he decided that, 'Yes! This is the one!'

That thirty seconds, from start to finish, was utterly beautiful. He felt like the entire cosmos exploded inside him. Suddenly, he felt vitality surge through his veins, he felt like he wanted to scream to the world.

The jewels, the golds and silvers, the relics worth millions that lay in his treasury were but grains in comparison to you. He wanted to show you the world, the beauty of it.

He wanted to show you the oranges of the sunset skies, the glittering azure of the oases and the caramel dunes of sands that stretched as far as the eye could see.

"I want to dance forever, sing and laugh forever. And I think it would be a lot better if we do it together."

Two years.

Idia doesn't care about looks— or anything, in general. As long as he's got good internet and Ortho around, there's nothing he should worry about.

Love... How complex it was. It was easier to understand the gibberish codes of machine than emotion— emotion which was spontaneous and ever-changing.

He doesn't need a player two.

He was perfectly fine on his own. He's been doing it for the past years, so what's the difference? 99.99% he would do better solo-ing everything, ±.01 margin of error.

He didn't expect a blindingly bright, relentless, peppy, annoying ball of you to be that tiny margin of error.

"Go outside."

"No."

Surprisingly, you were good at most games he's played. But still a rookie, he's gotta work on that.

He would still curse — and blush — at that fateful Saturday afternoon. The day you two snuck out for a comic convention turned movie night turned boardwalk fair date.

It kept on happening and happening, more time with you. It became a constant that he looked forward to, an external push that he welcomed.

"So... About that 'no player two' thing I said a while back... I, uh... I kinda want to take that back."

Still.

You held a pretty face. He knew it the moment the panicked look on your face greeted his own questioning looks. It was toleration, that he was sure of. Toleration of another soul that dared sully the building that he visited nightly.

But it grew and grew through the months. After the winter, the day of the VDC, through the frightful night of Halloween, after you were taken away and left the ruins of a home. And until your much-awaited return.

He was waiting. He pondered and pondered, his thoughts were laced with doubt and distrust— in you and in himself. As longing of affection as he may be, he wasn't one to let himself slip so easily.

A year had elapsed, since his first encounter to Ramshackle's newest resident. A year of flurried thoughts and a hectic juggle between his dorm, his kingdom and you.

He still wanted to know more about you. There's much yet to be learned, viewpoints that he's yet to know.

"Is it unusual that I still could not make a sound decision? I worry that it may be telling of poor leadership."

"No, no. It's alright, I'm willing to wait for your decision."

"...Thank you."

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hanchette · 2 years

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𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 : ( twisted wonderland characters )

a/n : writing for them becauseeeeee

consist of : fluff, angst if you squint, gender neutral reader, established relationship — loving your insecurities

𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑, notices every little thing about you. he finds it endearing how those brown spots of your left over marks from acne and pimples enhances your look. trey looms over your figure on the bed, his elbow props him upright while he locks his gaze upon your face, his thumb lightly caressing the scars—it's not touching your skin but running just a millimeter over that serves you nothing but comfort. “you're pretty.” he breathes out, the sides of his mouth tugging upwards. trey means what he says with all his heart, these beauty marks that is left painted on your skin reminds him that you're real. “even if you don't find yourself to be, i will always do.”

𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑, doesn't even see your so called "flaws" until you point it out, leona finds it stupid how such things makes you so bothered. his tail swish around while he watches you trace your stretch marks from the corner of his eyes. a few minutes after and he's done, “herbivore,” he calls with a hoarse voice, clearly just awoken from his midday nap, “come.” the lion pats the bed next to him, waiting for you to settle in the comfort of his bed—his palm rest on your hips, rubbing circles while looking at you. “this troubles you?” his finger halts on its movement and upon your nod leona huffs under his nose, “don't. they're part of you.” his fingers resumes on tracing the stretches, more than a few times scratching them lightly until he sees your expression settles down in contentment.

𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎, tears sprung out of your eyes and azul clearly tell that you're upset—most likely of yourself. “hey, don't cry..” he softly calls, you're settled on his lap, nestled in his arms. azul brushes your tears that seems never ending with his thumb as he looks at you with softness, the night shone brightly and it glistens through the window of the dorm, lighting your and his features under the gentle glaze. “i love just as much as you are.” he whispers, lips tugging downwards when you shook your head at his words—“why would i not? it's a part of this that i fell in love with you, did i not? it's a part of you.” azul pinches the skin that sat on your thigh. your boyfriend press forward, his lips kissing away the tears that falls over your cheeks. “so don't cry, y/n.” the octo-man tugs you in his arms, your silent cry and self wallows makes his heart wrench in sadness and anger, angry at himself for letting you experience what he had gone over as a kid. “i love you, my angel.”

𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃, hums softly as he nuzzles on your neck, golden hues flickering over to your messy locks, “they're soft.” he mumbles, barely audible despite his lips near your ear and he delt you stiffen for a moment before mumbling a small yet hesitant word of gratitude. idia frowns, catching you twirl a lock of hair, seeing you scrunch your face in distaste on a shut down monitor—he knows insecurities when he sees it, large hand envelopes your own then he rest his head on your shoulder, running his fingers through it. despite being rather awkward through things, idia calms himself down—it's you that needs security and comfort now, and at the best of his abilities, will give you what it is you need through his action. ( cue to him braiding it with ortho helping put decorations, idea courtesy of idia—operation normie : i will make you love yourself!! )

#🛍️:scenarios #gender neutral #gender neutral mc #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x you #twst x reader #trey clover x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #idia shroud x reader

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cvlutos · 1 year

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“Fireflies Grant Wishes”

| 02.14.23 | 0.8 K | Rated PG |

Leona Kingscholar X GN!Reader

T.Manor.Notes: Happy Valentine’s Day, to one of my Valentines~ @shibainu2006

It’s a temperate breeze that shifts and flows through the yellow blades of grass, as you sit on the thick picnic blanket on the cliffside. Just plains at the horizon, the colors of orange, yellow, and pink blind and mix, slowly gracing the beautiful lands.

Sunset.

With the wooden basket is empty, with only a few treats left, mostly filled with you and his trash throughout the day. With a speaker slowly playing music quietly. You spent the day dancing, feeling the grass against your legs, as you moved to the music, while green eyes watched, sometimes cheering you on with a low whistle or low hum whenever you did something he deemed impressive. Which was few and far in between, yet the amused smile and glint within his eyes never left for a moment.

Or you’d play a game of chess, with its thick wooden board folded and tucked away and carved pieces within their casing, several games in which you lost, but that was to be expected. Still, he humored you with your trash talk, even helping you with some moves with a subtle head shake when you moved a piece you shouldn’t.

While your sketchbook was filled with doodles, some from you and of the lion beastman you convinced to try and draw, he’s not good at it, except shading simple objects, in all the right places. And when you compliment him, he merely shrugs.

So now your sit, sketchbook long forgotten in its bag, with your pencils and pens, stomach fill yet mind running with all the memories made, and your phone full of new pictures and recordings. Some that were taken horribly with the camera off center and blurred as a large hand attempts to stop you, others oddly perfect. He’d only willingly take pictures if you’d be in them.

But you have some secret ones at odd angles. One of him winning against you at chess. Even though he knew he’d win, he still had a smile, a smug one, but nonetheless a smile. With canines glinting in the sun and emerald eyes slightly squinted. One of your favorites and you tell him as much. Another breeze that has you let out a content sigh and hum in delight, stretching your muscles till you hear a pop, letting out a low groan.

You’re tired—spent—exhausted, but so happy.

“Hey.” The feeling of cold can grazes your nape, and your gasp, fumbling forward at the sudden cold glaring at the lion beastman behind you. He was squatting, having once again snuck up on you. “It was cold.” You mumble, feeling his intense gaze and prideful grin, you run your hand along the back of your neck, making room for him to plop down beside you.

“Duh.” You place the cold can beside you, resting his forearms on his knees, opening his soda can with one hand. Silence falls over you both, the sounds of carbonated drinks filling the silence as your eyes trace over the horizon, the sun dipping further and further. The perfect spot out of all the Sunset Savanna, undisturbed and unbothered, his favorite place to be alone.

“Thank you for bringing me here—” You really are grateful. You turn your head to look at him. And he says nothing, eyes remaining on the setting sun. For a moment you don’t think he heard you, and your lips pull together. You don’t want to annoy him.

You watch the sunset in silence, watching the star billions of miles away disappear beneath the ground as fireflies of green begin to illuminate. They dance and flutter amongst the invisible wind, and Leona stretches out a hand, catching on quickly. You watch him with curious eyes.

“They say fireflies grant wishes—That they hear the voices of silence and what it desires.” His brows furrowed as he opened his hand, the little lightning bug fluttering away.

“What do you wish for?” You're curious, voice low and careful, leaning towards him slightly. He looks at you, and his eyes seem to glow, before darting down to your lips.

His lips are tender—showing such gentleness that you’d think was impossible for the lazy second prince. His lips molding against yours, placing down his soda can, to gently hold your face, deepening the kiss, as if to fill you with his passions, loves, wants, desires. All feelings that stem from you, caused by you. A kiss that leaves you breathless and dizzy. You feel the gentle quirk of his lips—he’s smiling. Happiness that seems to flow from a broken faucet that overflows the sink with no stopping. His forehead is warm against yours, breaking the kiss with a soft sigh. He stares at you, as if to silently say,

“That is what I wished for.”

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lullabye-04 · 1 year

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Stargazing with Leona Kingscholar

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x Reader

One night, you were finishing up washing your face before you head to bed. As you shut off all of the lights, you laid down and heard a familiar sound of a bike driving towards your house. You got up to look out your window to see Leona parked his bike on the driveway. You rushed out of bed and opened the front door.

Leona: Hey Herbivore~

Y/N: What are you doing here?? Do you know what time it is??

Leona: C’’mon darling, the night is still young, who cares about time.

He grabs you by your hips and brings you closer to him. He hugs you and nuzzles into your neck.

Y/N: Seems like you missed me *you teased*

Leona: Shut up

Y/N: That’s what I thought

When he looked up at you, his green eyes were glowing in the dark like a small little night light. He smirked and picked you up unexpectedly

Y/N: H-Hey!! What are you doing??

Leona: Let’s go somewhere

Y/N: Huh??? Where??

Leona: It’s a surprise

Leona sat you down on his bike, he sat in front of ya, putting on his helmet.

Leona: Hold me tight and don’t let go, got it?

Y/N: *nods as you wrapped your arms around Leona’s waist*

Once he started the engine, he began to drive away. As you were still wondering where Leona was taking you, you held on Leona tight and placed your head on Leona’s back. You were afraid of falling from how fast Leona was driving, you felt the cold breeze running through you.

Leona started to slow down a bit since he was driving off of the road, you looked around to see that you were in a forest. Leona slowly stopped near a huge tree, that’s when you knew you arrived at the destination.

Leona: Aight we’re here. *As he removed his helmet and got off*

Y/N: *You looked left and right but couldn’t really see since it was so dark* I can’t really see a thing? Where are we?

Leona: Here take my hand, I’ll guide you *He reached for hand and slowly guided you towards a huge bush.*

Once you got to the other side, there was a beautiful sight of the moon glowing at the lake, flowers that were blooming all around. You were amazed to see such a beautiful sight with the Lion you love the most

Y/N: Leona…this is so beautiful, how did you-

Leona: Shhh…*He lays down on the grass and pulls you down with him*

You were both lying down gazing at the stars above, it’s like something you never saw before.

Leona: After getting away from my family, I discovered this place and made me think of you. It looks so peaceful just like how I’m always around you. You always deal with me everyday and never get tired of me.

Y/N: That’s because I love who you are, Leona, no matter what, even if you're a stubborn lion, you're my lion.

Leona: And you are my herbivore~

Leona gently lifts your chin and slowly leans in for a kiss.

#leona kingscholar #leona x reader #twisted wonderland leona #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #gender neutral mc

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dream-phantasm · 1 year

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Leona Kingscholar x Reader: Love Letters (END)

Y’all, let’s pretend it’s still Feb 14

this thing has literally been chilling in my drafts since the first part of this series 😭 so, uh, if anything seems off, it’s because I wrote this before I wrote parts 2-6

Hope you enjoy! This entry contains a very small reference to Episode/Book 1

You enter the library. Your mind was still racing from the possibilities of your…admirer? Ugh, it was still weird to think about! Who could it be!?

You weren't even here for the books but it would be nice to maybe get some studying done. There was a big exam coming up soon or so you had heard from Riddle. You sigh and get to work, gathering books.

Plus, Ace and Deuce wouldn't come find you here anyway. You had dropped Grim-sitting duty on them, which in retrospect, wasn't a good idea. If anything did happen, you had no part in that. You'll bail them out of the consequences later.

You'd been here a few times before. After all, you were a complete stranger to this world and the library seemed like the best place to find out more. Since you weren't from this world, you could treat this just like reading the lore of a fictional world. That made things fun for you.

You made your way to your spot at the back of the library. Nobody usually goes back there so you've laid claim to it as your private reading spot. The books you've compiled completely block your view so you carefully put them down, watching your step. You pull a chair out and you freeze.

The soft sound of breathing and a light inconsistent thumping. You look beyond your pile of books.There lies a slumbering man, head laying on his arms as he's slumped over the table.

He has messy brown locks, there are two braids framing his face. His unbuttoned shirt and rolled up sleeves gave off the impression he was rather careless with his appearance. You really hated how he appeared to give off that 'I woke up like this' look but still managed to look gorgeous. Most notable of all, of course, were the fuzzy lion ears on top of his head and the furry tail with a tassel of fur at the end.

You stare silently. Internally, your thoughts are going off like a lightning round.

Who is this guy? Is this a beastman? Should I be scared? Is this a good time to run? Will he wake up? What will I do if he wakes up? Can I even outrun a beastman? If he's not a cat, what is he-

He shifts. His head leans slightly to the side, off his arms. He does this rather gracefully and now you can see his beautiful features that just scream 'big trouble'. Oh boy, that scar is not helping your heart. You're starting to understand your admirer. It does indeed feel like an oncoming heart attack.

You notice him shivering just a little. Maybe beastmen were simply more sensitive to the cold draft. It is basically Winter after all and you've definitely had it hard living in Ramshackle. You sigh and shrug off your blazer.

Hoping you don't wake him up, you gently lay it over him. You tense as the tassel at the end of his tail thumps against the chair. His ears twitch and your heart clenches.

It's adorable, the animal traits. Especially on a handsome guy like that? Well, the gap here was gigantic. Paired with the scar, it gave him a roguish-edge that would make anyone swoon.

Wait a second. A scar? You stop and gasp rather loudly. You quickly slap a hand over your own mouth. His ears twitch and you pray to the great sevens he hasn't woken up.

It's the grouchy guy from the botanical garden! The last time you had seen him he was threatening to bite your face off or something and you hadn't paid attention to his face. Aha! So you were right, all the attractive people here were the worst.

His name was Leona, or so you had assumed. That's what Ruggie had called him that day. Ah, stupid! You knock yourself on the head. If only you had recognized him sooner!

You had met him other times before in the botanical garden again. Your conversations were always awkward with him making sly remarks and implications about mauling you.

Once he was in a better mood though, he made an okay conversational partner. Leona was rather intelligent and sometimes he threw some advice at you when you were doing your homework. Of course, that was because of his weird superiority complex over you.

You never really paid attention to his face though, the first time he had looked at you was intimidating enough. You never asked for his name either. Your mind must've repressed the details of his face in your head.

You hadn't gotten the chance to speak to him again since everything just…happened with Heartslabyul. He had completely slipped your mind as you were reeling from the incident. You felt kind of bad.

You glumly wondered if you could get your blazer back. But then again, you didn't want him to freeze to death. But then again, if you took it from Leona now, you could leave your future nuisance cold. Wait, that was kind of mean. He was kind of friendly and helpful sometimes.

You wish the guys here weren't so complicated but you had to admit, that was their charm. Yes, they were all jerks. You're starting to think Stockholm syndrome is sinking in.

With a sigh, you take a seat and open a book. You sneak a glance at the beastman to find he's still sleeping like a rock. Leona's no longer shivering. I just let him have the jacket because I don't want to risk waking him. You reason to yourself.

You bring your focus back to the book you're currently reading as you try to ignore Leona. Dang it, even when he's not doing anything, he manages to captivate your attention. You huff but keep your eyes on the book.

What feels like about a few minutes later, you lower the book with a sigh. "Oh my great-" You try not to scream.

His lidded emerald eyes bore into you, pinning you still. A tiny amused smile plays at his lips as his . You nearly threw your book at him out of sheer shock.

"You- How long were you awake?" You calm yourself down with deep breaths as you still look at him wide-eyed. "Hm, long enough." Leona makes a low hum, there's still a calm smile on his face.

"That's very specific." You respond. Silence fills the air as you try to hold a staring contest with him. You don't really feel like returning to your book. His green eyes just keep drawing you in. You wonder how deep they go. You might've been imagining it but they were really bright.

"Hm, like what you see?"

Your face turns red as you groan. You drop your head into the table. "No, stop. This is the worst Valentines day." You grumble.

"Tell me about it." You hear him reply, you hate how every time he speaks, your heart skips a beat. You're starting to understand your admirer. "Don't patronize me. You're attractive and cool, you got a bunch of confessions or something." You snap. You're just stating the obvious when you call him that.

"What? There's nothing to be jealous about. Valentines is a day just like any other, where some win and others lose." Leona drawls. "Ugh, yeah. At least there was free food." You mumble, then you remember Ruggie. "Wait no, my food got stolen by that jerk." You scowl.

You're still face down on the table. You notice his tail underneath the table. You watch as it inches closer to you.

"Did you like the candy hearts?"

You freeze. You didn't…nobody but Ace, Deuce and Grim should've known the contents of that pouch. Of course, the only exception would be the-

You shoot up from, just as you feel the tassel of his tail wrap itself around your ankle and pull. You fall forward onto the table, inches away from hitting the wood.

"Wow, what the heck was th-" You shout before you look up. You can feel his breath tickle your face but more importantly, those green eyes. The orange vest meant he was a Savanaclaw student if the animal features weren't already a dead giveaway.

"You…You're Leona Kingscholar, the dorm head of Savanaclaw." You pause.

"That's right. I would've thought you'd figure this out sooner." He snorts softly. Leona looks at you expectantly to continue.

"And…"

"And?"

"You're my secret admirer."

You're this close to banging your hand against the table if it turns out you're completely wrong.

"So, you finally caught me."

You breathe out a giant sigh of relief, leaning back into your seat. "Oh thank the great sevens!" You laugh, wiping tears of joy and relief from the corner of your eyes. You lay back and laugh some more.

"You're…that overjoyed that your secret admirer was me?" Leona looks incredulously at you. You stop to breathe, you realize how weird this probably looks to him. "Uh, um…" You consider his question carefully.

You blink at him blankly as you think. He sighs after a moment. "Ahh, I get it. So, it's a rejection." He grumbles. "No, no, i-it's not like that!" You frantically shook your head.

"I…I accept. You're cool. I want to get to know you better first though? Like, why were you so confident I wouldn't reciprocate?" You raise an eyebrow. To your surprise, a subtle blush somewhat forms on his face as his eyes widened only slightly.

"I don't know if you're really that dense to not notice. Most people don't like me, herbivore." He growls, tail flailing around lazily. "But, Bucchi seems to like you plenty and those Savanaclaw students cared enough to cover up for you." You frown.

"That's because I pay Ruggie and those students fear me too much to say anything." Leona snorts. "Hm…I don't think that's true at all." You sigh,

"You're very intelligent, cool and most of all- You're pretty pretty." You pull a cringe face that immediately gives you secondhand embarrassment…from yourself. Leona seems to think it's dumb because he shoves his hand in your face and pushes you back.

"Ah, okay. I get it." You groan, grabbing his hand off your face. Leona smirks, his fingers intertwining with yours.

Your face turns red, being around this man would do you no good.

Ao3: HERE If you see it posted anywhere or by anyone else, it's not me.

#twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar x reader #leona x reader #leona kingscholar x mc #leona kingscholar #gender-neutral reader #gender neutral reader #reader insert #x reader #love letters #valentines day #fluff #valentines #happy valentine's day

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pomme605 · 1 year

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Writing Post!

Here’s something quick I wrote because of a comic I saw.

Characters: Leona Kingscholar, Malleus Draconia, Y/N (Yuu), Grim

Ships: Malleus/Reader and Leona/Reader

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It was an otherwise ordinary day in history class. Trein was droning on and on about some great war that happened centuries ago, the students who actually cared answered questions, and everyone else was just counting the seconds until class ended.

Leona would not be here under ordinary circumstances. Why should he be forced to listen to useless history for the sake of some letter on a piece of paper? His family couldn't care less, and neither could he, frankly. Why was he here, anyway?

Oh right. The reason for him being here was sitting directly in front of him.

You were among the few students who actually cared to participate in class. One hand of yours would be raised to answer questions while the other was occupied with wrangling Grim.

Leona felt much more motivated in your presence, for some strange reason. That lazy pessimistic voice in the back of his head seemed to hush up whenever you were around. Of course, it didn't mean he'd actually do well in class. He just wanted to make you smile and keep you protected from harm. So what if it meant listening to Trein ramble about magestones for hours?

Despite the happiness he felt when around you, Leona was still bored out of his mind. His eyes searched for anything of interest, zeroing in on one thing in particular. A strand of hair was poking out from your otherwise well-brushed locks. It bounced when your head moved, almost mockingly inviting someone to play.

You were taking some notes about the wars fought by the Scalding Sands' government when you felt a tug at your head from behind. Glancing back, you saw Leona Kingscholar with a dopey smile on his face, making him almost unrecognizable.

"Leona, were you tugging at my hair?" You asked, amused.

"Of course not, herbivore." Leona replies, quickly switching his expression back to a grumpy frown. He didn't have to be all lovey-dovey just because he liked you.

"Whatever you say..." You said, clearly not believing him. Before long, you feel more tugging. You looked back again. Leona was quicker at hiding his smile this time, but you still caught a glimpse of it.

You straightened out the hair on the back of your head, getting rid of the errant strand. Leona would have been disappointed, but something about the affectionate amusement in your eyes when looking back at him eased the pain.

This sweet moment did not last, however. Leona had the strange feeling of being watched. To his left was the one watching him. Malleus Draconia. The dragon fae's green eyes glared at Leona with such intensity that Leona swore he could hear storm clouds in the distance. Leona shot a prickly glare back. What was this guy's problem?

Malleus could hardly believe his eyes. That lazy Kingscholar playing around with his special one as if they were his personal toy! Had he no shame? This was utterly unacceptable behavior. Why was it unacceptable? Well.. it didn't matter anyway! Why should Kingscholar be allowed to flirt so openly with his beloved Prefect?

As you returned to Ramshackle dorm after recieving some new boring task from Crowley, you couldn't help but notice the yellow-green lights adorning the premises.

"Hornton, is that you?" You say out loud. As if heeding your call, a horned figure appears in front of you.

"Hello, child of man." You can tell from his tone he is more tense than usual.

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes, in fact. Would you care to explain to me your little affair with Kingscholar?"

You almost giggle a little at how worked up Horton was over such a small thing. "Dont worry about him. I have plenty of friends besides you, you know. Besides, it's not like I'm ditching you to go hang out with him." You pull Hornton into a gentle hug. "I'll never forget about you."

"Promise?" He asks, hugging you back.

"Promise"

#leona kingscholar #malleus draconia #mc/yuu #grim twisted wonderland #leona x reader #malleus x reader #leona x mc #malleus x mc #twisted wonderland #fanfic #gn!reader #all of my fics are written past 1am unless otherwise specified #no i have not reread or edited this #reader is gender neutral #my posts

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bedheadnoodle · 1 year

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Leona Kingscholar: Now open for letters!

Hi everyone!! So, I'm not active much on this account anymore, but I decided that I'm gonna change that! I'm tryna get in to a new hobby now that summer is coming up and I have more free time. So thus sparked this idea,

Leona from Twisted Wonderland replying to your guy's asks/letters! :D

I've been in the twisted wonderland fandom for quite some time now, but never fully had the chance to indulge myself with the community—but with this, I'm hoping it can change that. I'm open to any questions or things you'd like to say to Leona,

except

NSFW (I do not feel comfortable with anything nsfw in my inbox. Anything involving it will be deleted. However—I do do suggestive content!)

Anything related to incest (Ew. Just ew)

Beastiality/Zoophilia (Again, ew.)

Drugs

Homophobia

Transphobia

Xenophobia

Racism

Politics

Pedophillia

major trauma dumping/ranting (I'm a human being just as you are, I will not be respoding to any asks I find triggering or overwhelming, sorry!)

And/or anything I feel like makes me uncomfy

Please dm for any questions/concerns you may have! And hopefully you'll get a response soon.<3

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writingfool001 · 2 years

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S/O With The Owl Curse

Author’s Note: I haven’t finished catching up on Owl House, but I understand and did some more research about the Owl Curse. I was almost tempted to turn S/o into an Eda S/O.

Request: Yes by @gachaclubideasbideas

Can you do Leona,Vil and Azul with gender natural s/o who has the owl beast curse from the owl house. They got cursed by someone who is jealous of them. They kept the elixir in secret

Pairing: Leona, Vil, & Azul x Gn!Reader

Leona

He didn’t really ask about your whole curse situation and left you alone until you both got closer, and he would ask about it, only for you to magically avoid the subject and tell him you’re fine. He would silently observe you and your behavior like the limited amount of magic, the ability to remove limbs/your head, and so forth. He eventually found your stash of elixirs and decided to confront you about it then show you the elixir when you try to dodge his questioning. He would sit you down to explain the whole thing and how it happened then had to hold him back from going after the person who cursed you.

When you told him that it was fine if he decided to leave you. He immediately pulled you onto his lap before wrapping his arms around you and saying that you’re stuck with him. He relates to you about being distant from your family, not with the whole curse thing, but mainly, just family problems. He would find you a hook up for your elixirs.

Vil

He lowkey reminded you of the person who cursed you, but we don’t need to talk about that. When you showed up, he accepted the fact that you had limited magic and your hair was different than most. He would notice you disappearing occasionally and ask about it, only for you to tell him some excuse. He would probably sick Rook on you and have a full report which included a description of the elixir. Knowing him, he would eventually find it and then bring it up, not letting you try to escape this conversation. After a while, you come clean about the whole curse thing and how the elixirs help maintain your consciousness.

Bringing up the option of breaking up and was about to leave, he catches your hand and brought you close then kissed your worrying little head. He reassures he won’t leave you considering everything he’s nearly done during the VDC competition. He will make your elixirs and make sure you're taking care of yourself. You scare him a couple times with your limbs coming off and its worse when it's your head.

Azul

This man is constantly trying to find out all your secrets and send the twins after you which you get to practice traps and magic while trying to escape them. He collects information on you such as your ability to remove your limbs and head, limited magic, and so forth. Eventually, he learned to back off after his overblot and formed a friendship which became more. He thought you were off to avoid spending time with him when you were out of elixir. Every time, he would bring up your disappearance and you would just tell him some excuse. He eventually found out about your elixirs because Leona, the one person so far you trust enough with your secret, had Ruggie deliver a box of them to him and told Azul to give it to you. He didn’t want to invade your privacy, but he wanted to know what was going on.

When he brought up the elixir, you come clean about your curse and every time you disappeared, you would do it for his safety. You also told him that you pushed people away to deal with this yourself. When you brought up that he should break up with you after everything that you’ve done, he reassures you that you both needed to work on communication and being truthful to each other in the future. He jokingly also brought up that you knew too much, and he’d have to kill you. You both know that you’d put up a fight.

#twisted wonderland x mc #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #leona kingscholar #vil schoenheit #azul ashengrotto #leona x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #twst leona x reader #vil x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #twst vil x reader #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #twst azul x reader #gn!reader #gender neutral!reader #gender neutral reader

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twsted-kinks · 9 months

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Biology Nerd (Malleus X Yuu/Reader)

>minors and ageless dni<

MC/Reader goes by Yuu and gender neutral and fat (I don't really mention that but this is self indulgent and I'm fat so reader is fat)

Something kinda fluffy for once with a bit of spice and a dash of angst

Content Warning: cultural and biological differences, Yuu not knowing about cultural differences and doing romantic and sexual things with others, Malleus letting Yuu touch him inappropriately but Yuu doesn't understand that touching him like that is very intimate and/or sexual for fae/dragons, Malleus being absolutely smitten, some slight Malleus angst about him being lonely, Grim being scared, dragon cuddles

(I'm probably gonna write more spec biology stuff with twst but idk)

Yuu will be the first to say that suddenly being ripped from your home and put into a completely different world where everything you know no longer exists or applies to reality fucking sucks. But, Yuu will also admit that they love having a whole new world to learn about. Learning the basics of a whole knew evolutionary and sociological history with multiple sapient species that are both human and non human while having access to a full college library? Sign them the FUCK up! Crowley was thankful for Yuu's enthusiasm. Simply allowing full access to the library appeased them. Grim did not have fun at first, but having a human look at him in awe helped. Yuu was so curious about his ability to speak and his connection to fire magic. They would not stop asking him so many questions!

Yuu went around learning with wide eyes like a toddler. They at least knew not to just randomly touch people and that it's inappropriate to ask in the first place, but still, they would not stop staring. Leona, Ruggie, and Jack can constantly feel Yuu's eyes on their ears and tails. Leona gets annoyed and snaps at Yuu usually while Ruggie will let Yuu touch then in exchange for either money or food. Jack doesn't comment on it while Yuu does nothing to try to touch him, and Jack is happy to keep it that way.

Floyd and Jade find Yuu's reactions to them to be greatly entertaining. During their first interaction, all of Yuu's friends immediately ran, but Yuu stayed, just staring up at the twins.

"I like y'all's teeth." And with a few simple words, the tweels were glued to Yuu. Yuu is always excited to see their mer form, but will gladly settle on hanging out with the tweels when they got legs. Yuu also enjoys being on teeth cleaning duty. They get to look at cool sharp teeth and a second jaw. They also get free food from the twins, and all they got to do is clean some teeth? Hell yeah! Azul could inform Yuu about what Floyd and Jade opening their mouths means for eel mer culture, but this little arrangement keeps the two out of trouble. Plus, Azul is afraid Yuu will go on a question asking tangent and will ask about Azul's mer form, and he does not want to deal with that.

The species and cultures Yuu knows the least about is the fae. Yuu honestly didn't even notice that fae were a thing until Ace pointed out the ppinty ears, and Yuu just went :o "Holy shit" :D "That's so cool!" Then there was Yuu's first time meeting Malleus. Should Yuu be more concerned about a stranger just wandering around outside their dorm? Yes, but he has HORNS! The first words spoken between the dragon fae and little magicless human were:

"Wow, your horns are pretty."

Malleus was taken aback by this human, just talking to him casually, complimenting his horns, and smiling at him with so much wonder. Even though Malleus never gave his name, his friendship with the human grew fast. Yuu came up with a multitude of names for Malleus, having a new one each time they met. Horton, Sir Hornington, Goth Babe, Briar Boy, Fae Bae, and more, but a few reoccurring ones Malleus adores. Malmal is the most recent iteration of his name that has stuck around the longest. But,, whenever Malleus visits Yuu upset, Yuu always calls him sweetie and tries to comfort him. It's gotten to a point that the Yuu always keeps a tub of ice cream in their freezer specifically for when Malleus is upset.

Malleus always knew Yuu had an interest in the different cultures and species of the Twisted Wonderland, but he didn't understand just how fascinated you were until the time for Halloween came and Yuu saw Malleus's tail for the first time. Malleus remembers it clearly. Yuu stopped a couple feet away from him, gasped, and then screamed "CHONKY TAIL!!!" The human immediately went behind Malleus, started admiring his tail, and asked so many questions. One of them being if they can touch it, and he let you, much to the dismay of Sebek who was trying to get Yuu to be more respectful. Lilia was the only one to pick up on the blush on Malleus's ears. Yuu did mistake Malleus's tail as a part of the costume, not realising it was actually a part of him at first, and apologized, but Malleus assured you it was alright and that the can keep touching his tail. He didn't mind at all.

Now, Malleus almost abuses the admiration Yuu has for his tail. Lilia, Sebek, and Silver absolutely notice his tendency to approach them and, if they were focusing on something that isn't him, Malleus will fwip out his tail and Yuu would become entranced. Yuu just adores Malleus's tail and, whenever given the chance, will touch it, pet it, even just hold it. Malleus finds it endearing and adorable.

And well, Yuu already has permission to touch his tail, why not ask Malleus if they can learn more about his anatomy? Yuu asks to touch Malleus's horns one day. Yuu’s already stepped over the line with touching his tail, so why not let Yuu touch his horns? Malleus has now turned into Yuu's personal lapcat much to Grim’s dismay. Malleus has gifted the human with a kit for horn cleaning and visits Ramshackle regularly so he can rest his head in Yuu’s lap and have them clean his horns. Yuu is pretty sure Malleus dirties his horns on purpose just so they wil clean them, but they don't mind.

One day though, during the weekend, Yuu invites Malleus over for a full-blown sleepover. Malleus is ecstatic and quickly informs his entourage. Sebek is fully against it while Lilia and Silver think this wil be good for Malleus, though Silver wants the three of them to tag along as well. It takes some convincing, but Lilia convinces the other to let Malleus have his alone time with the child of man. Malleus packs his essentials and teleports to Ramshackle to find the prefect and Grim gathering pillows and blankets, getting materials ready to build a pillow fort.

Malleus has an absolute blast. Such simple games and activities he’s never experienced before, Malleus enjoys it all. Everything is going smoothly, Malleus is relaxing, face cuddled into Yuu’s chest. A moving picture plays on the human’s little screen device while Grim snores as he sleeps on a pillow twice his size. Yuu is petting Malleus's hair, running their fingers through it when they pause at his bangs. They shift the hair covering his forehead and gasps.

“You got scales there?” Yuu says in astonishment as they study the black scales on Malleus's forehead.

“Hm? Have you not seen them before now?” Malleus asks.

“I guess I haven't.” Yuu runs their fingers across the scales. “They're pretty. I'm surprised you don't have more scattered around.”

“Oh, I do, but I find others are less intimidated when they're hidden. My clothing preferences hide a majority, but I also utilize magic to hide some of the more obvious ones.”

“But they're so pretty!” Yuu whines but then backpedals. “I mean- If you feel more comfortable hiding them then go ahead, but I bet they're very pretty.”

“Glamor is common among the fae. Changing my skin takes little effort and is of little consequence.”

“You mean your makeup?”

“It is similar to that, yes.”

“Huh, well it's your face.” Yuu shrugs. “You can do want you want, but I bet you look cute with your scales out.”

And with that, the fae leans up and parts of his face shift, revealing small scales around his outer eyes, below and behind his ears, and along the back and sides of his neck. Yuu stares at Malleus, making the fae worry for a moment, until, suddenly, the human’s hands are on Malleus's cheeks.

“Holy shit!” Yuu squees as they look over Malleus's face. “How the fuck did you make yourself prettier!”

The dragon fae’s eyes are wide for a moment, the tips of his ears a light pink, and then he chuckles. “You are truly unique, child of man.”

“Me?” Yuu laughs. “You're the one with scales here! Just- look at how the light refracts off of them! They look black, but then the light bounces off and parts of them look purple!”

“Oh?” Malleus has never noticed that before.

“You even got little ones here too!” One of Yuu’s hands moves to Malleus's ear, fingers tracing the shell.

Malleus freezes then gulps. Yuu’s fingers run up the edge of his ear, pauses at the top, then runs back down to his lobe. Malleus buries his face back into Yuu’s chest. The tips of Malleus's ears burn red, he hopes Yuu doesn't notice.

“Ah, shit.” Yuu pulls their hand away. “Do you have sensitive ears? I should've asked.”

“It’s alright.” Malleus pulls away slightly and murmurs. “It felt nice. I do not mind you touching my ears.”

“You sure?”

“I would like for you to continue.” Malleus says with a thump coming after when his tail hits the floor.

“What? Want me to massage your ears and tail?” Yuu asks with a chuckle. “Need me to get your back too?”

“Yes, that should be adequate.”

Yuu laughs, brings both of their hands to Malleus's ears, and begins to rub them. Malleus lets out a deep sigh as he practically melts under the human’s touch. Yuu continues rubbing the dragon falls ears and and coos "If you want me to get your back, you're gonna need to move."

"No." Malleus hums into Yuu's chest. "Ears now. Focus on my ears."

"Alright, alright." Yuu chuckles. What Yuu doesn't know is just how intimate this is for fae. Touching a fae's ears is considered a very intimate activity done between mates because their ears are a major erogenous zone. At this point, Malleus isn't sure about his relationship with Yuu, but Yuu touching his ears feels right to him. The fae's eyes dilate as his breathing becomes heavier the more Yuu touches his ears. The end of Malleus's tails lightly thumps onto the floor again and again.

"I don't get it." Yuu moves one of their hands into Malleus's hair and runs their fingers down to feel the scales on his neck. "I don't get how people can be so scared of you when you're basically an oversized puppy but reptilian."

A deep vibration grumbles from Malleus's chest and he lifts himself up, facing Yuu. The whites of his eyes have turned a glowing green and more scales have appeared encasing most of his neck and shoulders. The thin tips of a forked tongue poke out from and slip back into his mouth.

Yuu cups both of Malleus's cheeks in their hands and smiles. "Just a big adorable boy."

The sound of ripping fabric startles Yuu for a moment as black wings begin to tear their way from the back of Malleus's night shirt and spread open. Yuu looks at them, eyes wide, as they reach out and touch the leathery skin.

"You are truly extraordinary, child of man."

"Says the man who just sprouted wings in front of me."

"But you do not look at me with fear. You do not look at me with an otherworldly reverence. When you look at me you..." Malleus rests his hand over the one against his cheek.

"Malmal." Yuu's face shifts to a look of worry. "You okay? You can talk to me if you want."

Malleus gazes at Yuu. There' so much he wants to say, but he hesitates.

"But-" Yuu adds. "If you don't feel like talking now, we can just keep cuddling, or do you want me to massage your tail? Or maybe your wings?"

Malleus smiles. "I would enjoy that."

~~Meanwhile~~

"Hornton is gonna kill my henchman!" Grim runs on all four into the Diasomnia dorm, screaming at the top of his lungs. He quickly gains the attention of some dorm members including Sebek and Lilia (who drags a sleeping Silver behind him).

"How dare you use such a name for the Young Master!" Sebek is screaming back. Silver finally wakes up from all of the screaming, so him and Lilia get Grim and Sebek to stop screaming and have Grim finally explain why he's there.

"I heard a ripping sound and woke up to see big wings and a pair of glowing eyes on top of my henchman. That prince of yours is going to eat them!"

"Oh?" Lilia coos with a smirk. "I don't think that will be happening, at least not the type you're thinking. Still, I have not had the talk yet with that boy, so maybe we should drop by before we're stuck with a political crisis."

With a quick teleportation spell, all four are just outside the Ramshackle Dorm. The door is slammed open to reveal a dragon (that is way too big to be in the common area) curled up, sleeping like a cat, with a little human laying across his snout and forehead, passed out with a smile on their face.

#twst writings #twst x reader #twst malleus #malleus x reader #malleus x yuu

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luminous-letters · 2 years

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Can we get mc giving more attention to tsums then the boys?

Savanaclaw edition pretty please

j haven't read the event 😭 but i did read some of their translated voicelines

"Hey c'mon, I'm right here..."

Jealousy, jealousy.

Though he'll deny it if asked.

His ancestors are probably facepalming at him right now, screaming 'JUST ADMIT IT' like drunk uncles at a football game.

"Hey, Jack, it looks like you!"

"No."

"It's cute like you too!"

Oh.

"It sure is a ball of energy," he sighed, watching it chase another butterfly.

It didn't catch it, resulting in tsum Jack to sulk behind a tree.

"You should cheer it up, I'm beat," you told him, laying on the grass from hours of entertaining tsum Jack.

"Hey, you," he poked the tiny version of himself.

"Bummed?"

It nodded its head.

"Let me show you how it's done."

He quickly shifted into his wolf form, nudging the now inspired tsum, you could see the shimmer in its eyes.

'Alright, show me your moves!' he said, kind of surprised that the tsum understood it.

"Would that tiny thing cook you good meals? No? Yeah, thought so."

Sassy.

He looked at the tsum, looking like a parallel of himself. The tsum was handsomely decorated with a crown made of dandelions.

"Isn't it so pretty?" you excitedly asked him.

"It is, heh. But~" he swiped the crown from the tsum's head, making it look sad.

"I'm gonna need these, thank you very much," he chuckled, leaving you to console a crying Ruggie tsum.

He kind of felt bad for both of you, so he made a dish to make up for it.

He was kind of jealous of it at first, but it brings a smile to his face to know that its eating plenty.

Seeing you stuff your face with food made him laugh, he joined the two of you some time later.

"Good, one less annoying person..."

Lies.

He'll sleep like usual, but he's secretly stealing glances between you and that tsum.

And after a minute or two, he'll actually fall asleep.

After waking up, you're still playing with that tsum? Unfair.

Ironic, coming from him.

And like he expected, the two of you were out cold, exhausted by hours of playing tag and whatnot.

He was about to wrap his arms around you when...

"Oh, you're here," he said to tsum Leona, snuggling between the both of you, a smug look on its face.

"Wanna take a nap too huh?" the tsum nodded its head to say yes.

"Sure thing little man," he chuckled, placing a small handkerchief to serve as its blanket.

He noticed the tiny paper crown on the tsum's head.

"Sweet dreams, your majesty," he lightly laughed.

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hanchette · 2 years

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𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 : ( twisted wonderland characters )

a/n : hit the bar and got inspo right after, that cocktail that the bartender recommended was so lit oml — also, will be out for a week, i have work.

consist of : fluff, gender neutral reader, established relationship — nicknames

𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑, a baker he is. addresses you multiple sugary names. ranging from the common "sweetie" to "cupcake" or even "sweetcake." though of course, there are instances where trey just blurts out what he has in mind—actually, the nickname is already in his head, he's just a bit hesitant to say since it's a bit.. erm, "too endearing"? for the lack of better word. trey wakes up, the sun is filtered through the windows. feeling a small shift beside him, the man looks over to you trying your best to lift your lids up. a sigh through his nose and trey shifts on his side to face you, the back of his hand brushing your stray lock and cheek, “good moring, honey.” he breathes. trey brightens at the light smile that broke past your lips. once again settling in the comfort of your bed, tugging you towards him.

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃, i can just see him just popping up with the most heartstring tugging nicknames out there, cater usually settle with the beauty relating nicknames. from flirtatious ones like "sexy" to soft moments of "pretty". honestly, i can see it being a win-win since he prefers those nicknames and you, receiving a boost of self esteem. cater runs up to you to lace his fingers with yours, “heyya dollface! where are you headed off to without your lovable boyfie?” cater flutters his eyelashes in a teasing tone, grinning when he sees you playfully roll your eyes at him. “do you mind if i join you?” it rolls off like that until the two of you ended inside a boutique with cater picking out fashionable up-to-date outfits for you. “this will look good on you, gorgeous. you should try it, yeah? oh! we should get a couple shirt too-!”

𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑, herbivore is the common nickname you'd hear from this beastman at most. but being his partner grants you access to a few others. leona groans from his spot as he watch you do your work on the coffee table. his tail flicking back and worth like a ticking clock. “hey.” he calls. leona frowns upon the no reaction from you, “hey, y/n.” again, left with silence. leona sat upright, his muscles flexing on the bed before lazily walking to your figure. blowing to your ear as you squeal in shock. “my partner has been ignoring me for the whole time they've been in here. aren't you supposed to focus solely on me? hm?” leona presses, his fingers reaching over to your face to pinch your cheeks. “isn't that right, my wife/husband/spouse?” next thing you know, leona already has you under his arms and your back on your bed. ( married or not, i can see him doing this stunt. many thanks for the 'spouse' suggestion! )

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀, has something in common with his nicknames, it has correlation to the classics, which isn't a surprise. "dearest" and "love" are the biggest in his list. i think what's addictive in his nicknames is that it always makes one feels at ease simply because of the domestic vibe it has. malleus cups your cheeks to look at him, amusement dancing in his eyes at your confused look. the fae kisses your nose lightly, featherlight touch that it was barely there. “you look so adorable right now, sweetheart.” another kiss, but now on your forehead, “truly.” malleus murmurs before diving in to peck you, now truly entertained when his eyes settle on your look that he recognized, one that is impatient for his "true love kiss" as he calls it. “hm? my angel is a bit impatient.” the dragon lightly chuckles, “very well. you shall receive it then.” and thus, he leans.

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leonas-herbivore · 2 months

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Leona Kingscholar x Reader

Summary: A blooming romance between you and Leona gets cut short when you start having nightmares over the recent overblots. You don't know how you'll be able to move on from it when something unexpected happens.

MC is written in the second POV, gender neutral. 2644 word count

Hi! I'm bad at summaries and titles. But here's an angsty (maybe) fic for ya. Enjoy :)

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The murder of crows flying above, turning the blue sky into an inky abyss, would unnerve the person you used to be. You couldn’t remember when, but a numbness had crept into your heart. A numbness that took away most of the fear and most of the pain. A numbness… that took away most of your happiness, too. The ringing of the school bell drowned out the croaks and caws of the crows. Classes were over for the day.

You tucked your sandwich under your arm and quickened your pace. In a world like this one, you were defenseless. A non-magic person in a magical world. You knew some basic self-defense techniques and could escape a sticky situation. But against magic? As the saying goes, you don’t bring a knife to a gunfight. The students here at Night Raven College weren’t bad people. Well, maybe.

Does controlling a crowd to secure victory by trampling an opposing team make someone bad? Would someone be a terrible person if they tricked others into indentured servitude? If someone used hypnosis to control and betray someone, would that person be evil? Of course, there was much more to it than that. You knew that.

But these weren’t hypothetical scenarios. These were real-life events. They happened. And recently, too. The headmage assured you that you were safe here at the school. He expressed how generous and kind he was to ensure your safety. His words left you with little comfort.

You finally reached your dorm and stumbled inside. With your back against the door, you breathed a sigh of relief. Ramshackle dorm, even though it was a bit dingy, provided a much-needed sense of comfort and relief. I’m safe here, you thought to yourself. A knock at the door made your sense of peace vanish instantly.

“Yuu? You in there?” a voice rang out. Ruggie! Your heart raced. His unique magic, Laugh with Me, allowed him to control people’s bodies like a puppeteer. But instead of puppets…

If he wanted, he could make you do whatever he wished. He could make you open this door, take your lunch, and steal your money. But he wouldn’t do something like that to you, would he? Would he?

“Uh, yeah, I’m here. Just give me a sec.” You took a deep breath. With your thoughts collected, you opened the door. Ruggie stood on the doorstep looking as casual and unbothered as ever.

“Um, did-did you need something?” You hated how timid you sounded. But you couldn’t help it. The idea of magic used to be so cool and, well, magical. But now that you’ve seen how ugly it could be, all the whimsy and wonder in magic no longer existed. Ruggie’s gray eyes betrayed no emotion as he looked you over.

“You’ve got a funny look on your face. Did something happen?” he asked. Did something happen? Ugh, the nerve. Yeah, a lot of things happened.

A shiver ran down your spine. The memories were still so vivid. Ruggie was Leona's vice dorm leader. Was he close by? Memories swirled in your mind. Leona and his overblot. An inky silhouette emerged from his body, a former shadow of himself. The ink spilled over him, threatening to swallow him whole. His rage, his pain, and his sadness all seemed to manifest into something truly horrifying. He was so big and strong; it was a miracle he was defeated. There were injuries but no casualties, thank the Great Seven.

After that, things returned to normal, and Leona seemed to change for the better. Sort of. He and Ruggie were back to being buds, not that there was any bad blood to begin with. But it was still a relief that they sorted things out.

You and Leona worked things out between the two of you, too. You grew closer and closer as friends until something unspoken began to bloom between you. Longing glances and knowing smiles became a common occurrence. Things were going well until-

“Uh, helloooo? Anybody home?” Ruggie waved his hand in front of your face.

“Huh? Oh, sorry. I spaced out for a second there. But I’m fine. What’s up?”

“We’re having a barbecue later at Savanaclaw—Leona’s idea. I caught Grim after class, and he said he was going. Almost started drooling and everything. I was surprised you weren’t with him.”

You gave Ruggie a sheepish smile.ou skipped the last class of the day. Nothing wrong with being rebellious now and then. Technically, it wasn’t even a class. It was a boring seminar. You didn’t need to be there, especially since Leona AND Jamil were there. Facing two former overblot boys at once? No thanks.

“Thanks for the invite, but can I take a raincheck? I’m super busy with homework and stuff. You know how it is. But tell Leona I said thanks for the invite.” you forced a smile. You started to backpedal into the hallway. “Anyway, see you later. Bye!” You slammed the door shut before Ruggie could open his mouth again.

Back against the door, you closed your eyes and took slow, deep breaths. Ruggie was pretty smart, so he probably knew you were lying. Hopefully, he was smart enough to take the hint, too. You weren’t interested in stepping foot in Savanaclaw at the moment. Not after last time.

You unwrapped your sandwich and took a bite. There's nothing like a good peanut butter and jelly sandwich to help calm your nerves. The overblots were such haunting memories. But there was no point in dwelling on the past. What was done was done. The best thing for everyone would be to move on.

You weren’t alone either. You had friends that would help you in a time of need. Even good old Grimmy would come to the rescue if needed. You chuckled to yourself, imagining your friends as a rescue squad. Everything that could go wrong would probably happen. They would fight amongst themselves, deciding on a strategy for rescue. Grim would set things on fire. Deuce would summon a legion of cauldrons. They’re all thickheaded, but they were good guys. Things would work out in the end. You felt comforted thinking of your friends. Speaking of, where was Grim, anyway?

Ruggie said he ran into him after class. He should’ve been back by now. You shrugged. He would be fine. You yawned and rubbed your eyes. While you were waiting for him, a nap would be good. You stumbled to your bed and plopped onto it.

Another yawn escaped your mouth. All of these sleepless nights were catching up to you. Staring at the ceiling, you thought of Leona. It was kind of him to invite you to the dorm barbecue. If things were different, you would have loved to go. The two of you could’ve walked around together, holding hands. Maybe you could’ve found the courage to voice your feelings to him. Handsome Leona, I have a crush on you! Please be my boyfriend. I’ll be the Nap Queen to your Nap King, haha. Ugh. That is so cringe. You wondered what it would be like to kiss him. Would it be wild and passionate or gentle and soft?

For now, none of those things could happen. Your fear was getting the better of you. It was still painful to look at Leona, let alone be near him. He wouldn’t hurt you on purpose. You knew he wouldn’t. He liked you. At least, you thought he did… Your thoughts trailed off as their eyes closed.

A loud knock made them jolt upright. You rubbed your eyes. What time is it? You rubbed your eyes again and stumbled towards the door. The obnoxious knocking continued.

“Hang on! “I’m coming, I’m coming! Geez,” you grumbled. You reached the door and pulled it open. “What’s your- huh?”

Instead of the front yard to the Ramshackle dorm, an endless savanna stretched out in front of you. Trees and shrubs dotted the horizon. There wasn’t a building or a soul in sight. The sky was the bluest and brightest you had ever seen.

“How did I… get here?” you turned around and yelped in surprise. The dorm was gone. Nothing but savanna stood in its place. Lush green scenery spread out for miles. Maybe you were still sleeping. Ok, deep breaths. You closed their eyes and rubbed them so hard that colorful dots swam behind your eyelids.

You felt a sinking feeling in your feet. Wait. Your feet? Your eyes flew open. Quicksand! Your heart began to beat faster. You were sinking at an alarming rate, and no one was around to hear your cries for help. You struggled against your might against the sand but to no avail.

A growl ripped through the air and shook the earth. As if on cue, a sandstorm formed before your eyes. You spotted a figure through the sand. A figure that looked all too familiar.

A strangled scream escaped your throat. Leona Kingscholar. In all of his overblot glory. Black ink swirled in the air, threatening to swallow everything whole. His eyes, oh, his eyes. His green eyes glowed with unrelenting rage and pain. He reached out his hand, a claw covered in black goo. Slowly, he made his way to you, sinking into the sand.

You squeezed your eyes shut. No! No! No! Someone, please help me! I’m going to die! Help! Please-

“Oi! Wake up!” a deep voice called to you.

Your eyes shot open. You came face to face with the last person you wanted to see. You pushed him away with all your might.

“No! Get away from me!” you shouted. You whipped your head around to take in your surroundings. The savanna was gone, and you were back in your bedroom. A fire crackled in the fireplace. Cold sweat covered your body. Another nightmare. When will it end?

“Hey.” a deep voice pulled you from your daze. You snapped your head in the direction of the doorway. Leona was standing there, hand on his hip. He looked so cool and relaxed, as usual. But the shadow clouding his face said otherwise.

“What do you want?” you snapped at him. You winced. It wasn’t his fault. But you were so tired. Honestly, things were going well after the last overblot. Everyone was friends again. It was as if nothing happened until that fateful night.

The first nightmare was almost identical to the one you had just awakened. It felt so real. The sounds, the sands, and that dreadful, all-consuming ink. You couldn’t get it out of your mind. If you felt so terrible about it, you couldn’t even imagine how Leona felt. Maybe he was having nightmares, too. Leona furrowed his brow.

“You declined my gracious invitation. I came to set things straight. But, I wasn’t expectin’ to find you like this.” he said in a low voice. Were your eyes deceiving you, or did he look… worried?

“Thanks for the invitation, but I’m a little busy. I got lots going on,” you said.

“Heh, you’re real bold for an herbivore. Lyin’ to my face like that.” Leona said. He sighed as you avoided his gaze. His shoes clicked on the ground as he walked over to your bed. The old mattress creaked under his weight as he sat next to you. You scooted away from him and crossed your arms. The two of you sat in silence for a few minutes. Finally, he spoke up.

“How long?” he asked. You glanced at him.

“How long what?”

“The nightmares. How long have you had them?”

You thought for a moment before answering with a whisper. “I can’t remember.”

Leona nodded. Silence fell over them again. You glanced in his direction. For the first time, you noticed dark circles under his eyes. Oh no. Poor Leona. Your heart ached for him. But what could you do? You sighed.

Fatigue was starting to set in. You wondered what to say to Leona. He was hurting just as much as you were. Probably worse. What could you say? He came to see why you didn’t go to the barbecue. But you couldn’t tell him the truth. It would hurt him if you told the truth. I didn’t want to see you. I’m not ready. Being around you hurts. It scares me. Even though I know it wasn’t your fault, a part of me still blames you. And it makes me feel so horrible. I don’t-

You stifled a gasp as a pair of strong arms wrapped around you and squeezed you tight. Leona rested his head on top of yours.

“L-Leona?” you whispered. Silence. You heard him take a shaky breath before answering.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I’m so sorry. You don’t deserve this.”

At first, you were too stunned to speak. And then the floodgates opened. Hot tears streamed down your face as you sobbed into Leona’s shoulder. He tightened his grip around your shuddering body. You cried for what felt like an eternity.

Leona didn’t loosen his grip even after your tears stopped. You could feel his slow and steady heartbeat like ocean waves coursing through your body. You wondered if he fell asleep.

“Leona?” your voice cracked.

“Mmm?” he mumbled. You pulled away from him, far enough to see his face. His eyes were red, and his ears were down. A sullen expression darkened his face. You had never seen him like this. Your chest tightened.

“Leona, I-”

Leona put a finger on your lips. “I know what you’re gonna say, but you don’t have to say it. Just-” he sighed. “If you need me, let me know. Alright?”

“What if I need you in the middle of the night?”

“Whenever. I’ll show up. For you,” Leona said. He reached up to your face and stroked your cheek.

“What if I need you first thing in the morning?”

“I’ll show up.”

“What about- hey!” you whined as Leona pinched your cheek.

“I told you whenever, so quit askin’,” he grumbled. You smiled at him. Same old Leona. It was so good to see his scowl again. You hugged him tight and nuzzled his shoulder. Leona hugged you back.

“Are we good, Leo?”

Leona hesitated before answering. “Shouldn’t I be askin’ you that?”

“Well, I asked you first.”

Leona pressed his forehead against yours and looked deeply into your eyes. Heat rose to your cheeks under his gaze. He ran his thumb along your chin before tilting it upward.

“This may not be the right time, but can I kiss you?” he asked. Without hesitating, you whispered, “Yes.” Your lips met, setting off fireworks in your heart. Leona wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer. Your fingers tangled in his thick hair as the kiss deepened. So many words you’d left unsaid passed between you, spilling over your lips, dancing on your tongues. You kissed each other like your lives depended on it. Like you would never be able to do it again.

You peppered Leona’s face with kisses before finally pulling away. A small smile graced his face. That moment made you realize that everything was going to be ok. You would be there for him, and he would be there for you. Together, you could overcome the past, no matter how much it scared you both. “So, how about that barbecue, hmm?” you winked at him. Your heart skipped a beat as his usual smug smile crossed his lips.

“Nah. Let’s stay here. We’ve got some catchin’ up to do.”

“But what about-” your words were interrupted as Leona kissed you.

“You talk too much, herbivore.”

You smiled against his lips as he kissed you again and again. Oh, my sweet carnivore. How lovely your kisses are. I will walk with you on this healing journey together. No matter where our lives take us.

#leona kingsholar x reader #leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland #this is my first fanfiction #please be nice :(#i actually like how this turned about #ok byeeee

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