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blackcherryvelvet0909 · 9 months

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Lifeguard Required (Divus x GN!Reader)

Content Warning: Mentions of alcohol (none present)

Note: Reader is an adult staff member, implied to be a teacher/professor or teacher's assistant

“You know, sometimes I wonder if teaching was a mistake.” Divus took another long swig of his drink. Thankfully, it was non-alcoholic. “If this keeps up, I’ll be getting gray hairs soon.”

“I think you’d look good with them,” you said with a smile. “You will have the silver fox thing going for you.”

Divus let out a short chuckle as he adjusted himself in his seat, leg now crossed over his knee. “Well, thank you for the effort to make me feel better.”

“No problem,” you smirked as you brought your soda to your lips, “but I meant what I said.”

As though to stray from the conversation of aging, Divus changed the subject. “You know, when I was a student myself, I became a lifeguard part-time during the summer months.”

“Really now?” You raised an eyebrow at the vision of a young Divus decked out in red swim trunks, a whistle around his neck and a red float under his arm. “Why’s that? Strapped for cash?”

“Not necessarily,” he said. “While the extra money was a plus, it was mainly to build up my resume. It wasn’t the most…remarkable thing back then. It was experience enough while I pursued my interest in fashion.”

“Do you have any pictures of you from back then?” You leaned over your chair as you raised your eyebrows in interest. “I require evidence to believe your story - and I’m curious as to how you looked back then.”

“I looked not too different than I do now.” He picked his drink up again. “I age like a fine wine~”

“Mhm,” you hummed, which was then followed by a teasing remark. “A strong one, to be sure, but a little dry from all the stress and age.” You ended that statement with a sip of your soda for effect.

A smirk to match crossed Divus’s lips as he watched you sip your drink. He looked like he was going to say something else - then a loud scream caused you both to flinch. You whipped your heads in the direction of the scream just in time to see Idia Shroud get tossed into the pool by Leona Kingscholar. A loud splash resounded throughout the area, followed by droplets of water raining down from the impact. Divus quickly placed his glass on the small table between you two before he bolted up from his chair. He looked almost ready to sprint forward and dive in after him - but he relaxed the moment Idia’s head burst out from the water. He gasped for air, hands coming up to wipe dark blue strands of hair from his face.

“What the hell?!” Idia coughed as he yelled. His yellow eyes glared daggers into Leona; if his hair was still alight, you figured it’d be burning red.

“So, you do have hair under that burning turnip.” Leona chuckled as he smirked in Idia’s direction, completely unbothered. “Mystery solved.”

Before either could get out another word, Divus’s boomed out in anger. “Bad dog! Kingscholar, come here, now!”

“Hm?” Leona tilted his head in the professor’s direction. While he appeared unphased, his tail twitched in irritation. “We were just foolin’ around, professor Crewel.” His smirked appeared again as he grinned and gestured to Idia. “Shroud is completely unharmed, as you can see. Do you really think I would hurt him?”

The sweet talk and charm wouldn’t work, you knew that. Still, Leona always gave Divus a hard time; you doubt the lion would listen to him much. Then, from the other side of the pool, Trein appeared. Though he did not yell, his voice was stern and level, as though scolding a child. “Kingscholar, come with me. It seems that, once more, we need to have a chat about your poolside etiquette.”

You were unsure why Leona didn’t pick a fight with Trein, nor why he complied with his demands with little more than a grunt of annoyance. You saw that annoyance, that irritation, as Leona’s ears flattened against his head, snarling under his breath as he turned and headed away with the professor. Was there some sort of begrudging respect the young man had for the elder? Perhaps…you did hear once from Crowley how Trein beat Leona in a duel during the student’s freshman year. Ever since that day, when Leona lost his own challenge, he hadn’t been too much of a problem for that teacher in particular. You’d have to ask Divus if he knew anything of that incident later.

For now, you watched as Divus helped Idia out from the pool. The poor boy was soaked to the bone, black hoodie weighing him down. You quickly ran and grabbed a towel for him; once you retrieved the biggest you could find, you draped it around his shoulders. Idia didn’t say much in thanks, but he shot you the smallest of smiles as his show of gratitude. Divus placed a gentle hand on Idia’s back as he began him back inside, whispering words of comfort you could scarcely hear. Before they got too far, Divus looked over his shoulder at you and asked, “Can you handle things until I return?”

You nodded and gave him a small smile of your own. “Of course.”

Divus gave you one of his own before he led Idia away. That poor boy…no wonder he often stayed in his room. You glanced in the direction that Trein and Leona had disappeared, the two no doubt having a thorough discussion somewhere just out of sight. The other students present had gone back to what they’d been doing before their fun was disturbed. You sighed, thankful no one was hurt, but tired all the same. As you sat back in your chair and took another sip of your soda, a part of you wished it was spiked - just a little.

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A long sigh combined with an exhausted groan escaped Divus’s lips as he returned. Though he elegantly sat down in his chair, his posture was anything but. His head lolled back as he slumped in his seat, his hand coming to run through his hair and slick it back from his forehead. His tropical button-up - one of many designs of his for the season - was now unbuttoned and slightly damp at the back. He looked more casual than usual, for sure, yet also far more exhausted than before. You wished you could tell him it’d soon be over, but that would be a lie. The trip had another week to go, and then it was back to the classrooms.

You offered Divus his drink, which he took with a slight nod of his head. You’d never seen him chug something so fast. A chuckled as he finally opened his eyes and looked at the night sky as though it were the cause of his strife. “I think you’re ready for bed,” you said with a small laugh.

“I’m ready for a vacation,” he grumbled.

“But we’re on a vacation?”

“If this is a vacation for you, I dread what you do on the daily.” Divus set his now empty glass on the table as he continued. “This is work with a tropical backdrop; I need one away from children.”

“I think we all do,” you giggled. “A weekend getaway for the staff sounds lovely.”

Divus seemed to scoff as he said, “You assume half the staff are not the children I speak of?”

Now that made you laugh. The alchemy professor certainly had a point; a certain headmage and coach were maddeningly unhelpful for most of this trip. What would they do if you, Divus, Mozus, and Sam took off for a weekend or more? You honestly dreaded the possibilities. “That is very true,” you uttered as your laugh faded. “We can’t take them anywhere, can we?”

While you gave no context as to whether it was the students or Crowley and Vargas you were referring to, Divus didn’t seem to care. Either answer would be correct, in his mind. He nodded with a small ‘mhm’ as a few loose strands of white and black hair fell over his forehead. “Like untrained dogs, they don’t know how to behave.” He glanced over at two certain first years as he uttered, “Some more than others.”

“Well, at least summer break is just a month away.” You sympathized with the small groan Divus let out at the reminder of how much time was left before then. “When that time comes, I’m sure we’ll all be thankful for the rest.”

“If that rest is too good, I just might quit,” Divus joked. There was some truth to that suggestion, however. Again, you didn’t blame him. Divus rested his chin on his knuckles as he turned his gaze on you. “What do you plan to do for the break?”

“Mmn, I don’t know,” you shrugged. “I’ll probably just relax at home, watch movies, maybe order takeout - stuff like that.”

“No plans whatsoever?”

“Bold of you to assume those aren’t my plans.”

Divus let out a small ‘hmph’ as he smiled. He simply looked at you for a few seconds, as though deep in thought. You grew a tad nervous, a little shy, under that gray gaze; you mildly shrunk in your own chair as you eyed him. “What?”

“Oh, just thinking,” he replied. He certainly seemed to be plotting something, you thought. He straightened his posture as he spoke again, “What is your opinion on upscale restaurants?”

“Like the ones you have to dress up for?” He nodded. “Um…I’ve never been to one before,” you chuckled under your breath, “can’t afford it with my meager salary. So, I can’t say I really have an opinion on them.”

“I see.” Those cunning eyes scanned you from head to toe. A chill ran up your back under his intense gaze; you felt like grabbing your towel and hiding underneath. Before you could ask what he was doing, he said, “I think you’d look quite fetching in red.”

“Uh…t-thank you?” Though a blush threatened to creep on your cheeks, you barely noticed in your confusion. “Where’d that come from?”

“Again, I am just contemplating.”

“Contemplating what?”

“On exactly where I should take you for dinner.”

If this were a cartoon, you’d have been knocked out of your chair by that statement. Your soda was left completely forgotten on the table beside you as you leaned against the armrest of your chair. “I-I’m sorry, what?”

Divus seemed to find your reply amusing for the way he tittered. “Don’t tell me that’s how you respond to every advance you receive?”

“I’ve…never received an advance.” You couldn’t help but answer honestly; I mean, what else could you reply with? Your head swum with so many questions that you could barely think of anything else.

“Truly?” You noticed Divus’s smile had now stretched into a charming smirk. “It’s good to know I do not have any competition.”

“Competition for what?” You didn’t mean for your voice to rise in pitch like that. Thankfully, no one other than Divus seemed to notice.

“So, even you, a fellow trainer of pups, are blind to such simple things.” A chuckle rumbled in his throat and rib cage before he spoke again with a wiggle of his fingers. “Come closer.” With no reason to object, you complied. Divus leaned a little closer to your face, voice a volume above a whisper as he explained himself. “On the day summer break begins, and we’re relieved of our duties, I am going to take you to a celebratory dinner. You do not need to fret about your choice of clothing - I will provide it. All you need to do is let me pick you up, drive you there, and, hopefully, enjoy the food and company.”

“This…isn’t with Trein or the other staff, is it?” you asked, nearly at a loss for words.

Divus chuckled again. “No, pup, it isn’t.” His fingertip tapped the underside of your chin. “Do you understand?”

Your nod was shaky, along with your words. “Y-Yes, I do.”

“Good dog~” He pulled away from you in that instance. “I look forward to it.”

He stood from his seat and took his glass. He then grabbed your can of soda, shook it a little, then placed it back on the table. “Your can is near empty.” He held up his glass as he offered, “Would you like a drink?”

Somehow, you managed to regain your composure. “Yes, I would, thank you.”

“Preference?”

A smile tugged at your lips as he met his eye. “I trust your judgement.”

Divus seemed to take that as more than just picking your drink. Though his smile held its usual charm, you could spy a certain softness creep into those silver gray eyes. He gave a small nod, “I’ll be back shortly.”

With that, he turned and walked away. Even when he left, you couldn’t help but keep smiling. Even when a certain housewarden got into an argument with a certain twin, you wore that smile through your whole mediation of the situation. You loved your job, you really did…but summer break couldn’t come soon enough. Who knows - maybe a certain lifeguard might come to your aide.

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minzart · 1 year

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Green on red

#minz doodles #twst #twisted wonderland #divus crewel #i still find very funny how. especially after chap 4. peopel apointed him as the dadtm. meawhile i still just saw his as the wine uncle #in his 3th divorce or whatever #also comon the man is twisted from cruela and there isn't any mention of him smoking :/ i know it's a dysney thing but MY GUY HIS LUNGS #it's her trademark after the puppy coat #twst staff

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incorrect-joseimuke · 1 year

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Crowley: I'm principal Crowley and I'll be substituting today.

Trey: Where’s Mr. Crewel?

Crowley: He’s out.

Crewel: *Screaming as he falls to his death*

#twisted wonderland #incorrect quotes #dire crowley #trey clover #divus crewel #source: the emperor's new school #death mention

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it-happened-one-fic · 1 year

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Mambo - Prove It To You - Strictly NRC Dancing

Author's Notes: First Sebek fic (woo!) I actually really adore Sebek in a weird sort of way, but writing him was certainly a new experience! Especially since I was writing the Mambo.... Writing dancing is getting easier and easier though. Makes me realize how far into this series I've gotten. The dance in this fic was Heavily inspired by Heidi and Benji’s Mambo to “Black mambo” by Angel and the Mambokats on So You Think You Can Dance Season 2 Episode 18. Just like the rest of this AU/series the reader is female for this fic. I hope you enjoy!

If you would like to read more this AU/series, the fics can be found here: Strictly NRC Dancing AU Master-List.

Type: Dance AU/ female reader/ fluff/ can probably be taken as flirtatious

Word Count: 1058

“Stop! Stop! Did you learn nothing from your lessons, pup?” I cringed in sympathy as Crewel proceeded to lay into Sebek yet again.

“This is a sultry, flirtatious dance. You need lots of hip action, and-”

“BUT IT MAKES NO SENSE!” This time I covered my ears and prayed for this particular exam to be over just a little bit faster.

Sebek was beyond frustrated at this point, and it was, to a degree, understandable. He knew the foot motions and the mechanics of the mambo. But the general emotion of the dance was beyond him.

Crewel eyed the first year with no small amount of annoyance as Sebek continued on his tirade, not helping his situation at all by having interrupted our professor. “The dances of the Valley of Thorns have no such need for such… Frippery! Why does thi-”

“The mambo is not a dance of the Valley of Thorns, though, is it?” There was a certain venom to Crewel’s words that came from a man who had long lost patience with his current student as he all but prowled towards us.

“The mambo IS the dance you are being graded on in approximately 40 minutes, though! Now, I suggest you watch me and the Prefect go through your choreography one more time and pay attention!”

As I stepped quickly around the room with Crewel, letting the man spin me at high speeds before pausing for brief periods of sashaying place with our foreheads pressed together that featured considerable amounts of eye contact, I couldn’t help but feel kind of bad for the young man who watched us closely. Not to say that I wasn’t frustrated myself, but… To a degree, I understood Sebek’s struggles.

The mambo was a fun dance that was both sensual and flirty. Two things that tended to clash with Sebek of the twenty-something missives that must be written before he was willing to sit with a person’s width between him and the object of his affections.

The fact that he’d received the mambo, of all dances, for his class was beyond unlucky. In fact, it was practically unfair.

Judging from what I’d seen of his dancing thus far during our practice, Sebek wasn’t actually a bad dancer. He just wasn’t a flirty one, which was, unfortunately for him, necessary for this dance.

The proof of his skills was the choreography that Crewel had put together for us. Our performance dance was beyond difficult and required almost perfect partner synergy. And Sebek was doing admirably…. He just wasn’t terribly well-suited for Latin dancing.

“There. You see? All you need to do is add the right emotion to your dance, and you will be ready. Now, again, from the top.” With only those instructions, Crewel stepped away. Leaving me waiting for Sebek, who approached with renewed vigor.

And yet, the very second he took my hand, I knew there was no way this was going to be correct. The proper steps would be there, but none of the attitude would be.

So I leaned forward, causing Sebek’s eyebrows to lift questioningly, as my brain was already working hard to figure out exactly what I could say to get him to do what he needed to.

I did feel a tiny bit guilty as I smiled at him oh-so-sweetly, “Why don’t you ask Silver for some help after we finish up here? There will be some time between then and our performance, so he should be able to give you some pointers.”

Annnnd Boom.

The immediate shock and irritation that appeared in Sebek’s strange-looking eyes told me exactly what I needed to know. He’d taken the bait.

Bait, that I had not wanted to have to use, especially since I didn’t actually know if Silver would be any better at the mambo than Sebek.

But, with any luck, this would get Sebek through this class. Hopefully with a passing grade.

“YOU THINK SILVER CAN DO BETTER THAN I?!” I flinched at his overly loud voice, and, as if he realized how deafening he’d just been, his voice was quieter as he continued, “I’ll have you know that I was the best dancer in my class back at the Valley of Thorns. While Master Lilia may have taught Silver well, I doubt that Silver would be anywhere near my level of prowess.”

My eyes darted over to where Crewel stood with raised eyebrows; mercifully, he wasn’t interjecting. Perhaps he was willing to leave this up to me.

“I just thought since you seem unable to get the right emotion for the dance that Silver might-”

“I’LL SHOW YOU HUMAN!” In an almost uncharacteristic move, Sebek’s voice lowered till he was almost whispering as he dipped his head down to mine. A challenge shined in his eyes as he continued, “I do not need him to show me how to dance, and I’ll prove it to you right here and now.”

I would have to apologize to both Silver and Sebek after this was all said and done. But right now, all that mattered was getting this awkward teenage boy through this dance and past this class.

For the sake of both him and my eardrums.

So I made the final push, stretching up with a slight smirk on my lips as I allowed my expression to reflect his challenge right back at him, “Then I suggest you do just that, Sebek. Because I honestly don’t think you can.”

Despite our close proximity, the usually easily scandalized young man outright smirked down at me, not backing away in the slightest, “Have it your way, human.”

Still tired, but now rather amused, Crewel called out, “If you two are quite ready…?”

My eyes stayed on Sebek, who refused to back down even as he stepped backward, keeping his eyes on mine as he held my hand up in between the two of us.

I grinned despite myself as I called out in response to our instructor and kept my eyes on the young man in front of me who was holding my hand as if there were nothing there, “More than ready!”

“I certainly hope you are, human.” Sebek’s gloating tone hadn’t lessened in the slightest, even as the upbeat and almost raucous beat started up from where Crewel had hit play on the radio, “Let’s dance.”

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raggstorice · 9 months

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Ok so. I'm working on Flash Headcanons for Gender but... I don't know that many genders. So in the meantime...

Incorrect Quotes Part: 1

(using the Incorrect Quotes generator)

Heartslabyul

(ft. Che'nya and MC)

Riddle: What does 'take out' mean?

Trey: Food.

Deuce: Dating

Cater: Murder

Ace: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.

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(At 3am)

Riddle, after drinking too much coffee: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?

Ace: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies

Deuce: Socks are Feetie Heaties

Cater: Forks are Stabby Grabbies

Ace: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties

Deuce: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies

Cater: Stamps are Lickie Stickies

Trey, annoyed: You are disappointments

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Riddle: Are any of you d-

Cater: Depressed?

Trey: Drained?

Deuce: Dumb?

Ace: Disliked?

Riddle: -done with Professor Crewel's homework... what is wrong with you people...

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(During winter break Riddle attempts to talk to his mother. It doesn't go well.)

Riddle: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Deuce: Several traffic violations.

Ace: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Cater: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.

Trey: Also, that’s not our car.

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Trey: Nothing in life is free.

Deuce: Love is free!

Cater: Adventure is free.

Riddle: Knowledge is free.

Ace: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

(Trey was not amused)

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Trey, talking about Che'nya: So uhhh... my question is: my friend keeps on going into the pantry and grabbing handfuls of fettuccine... uncooked...

Cater: I would hope they're not grabbing handfuls of cooked fettuccine!

Riddle: In our pantry!

Trey: Yeah... and eating them raw, and they keep calling them 'chips'. ... How do I make them stop?

Cater: Is your friend here?

Trey, motioning to Che'nya's floating head: Yeah.

Ace, to Che'nya: You're a monster! Words MEAN things! >:(

Deuce: Does anybody remember- I haven't been to Olive Garden in... about a few months- but they DO have a like- fettuccine bottle that you can just- grab em out of and chew-

Deuce, to Ace and MC: HOLD ON. WAS THIS A PRANK YOU GUYS PULLED ON ME WHEN WE WENT TO OLIVE GARDEN ?!

Deuce: NO, STOP. EVERYBODY SHUT UP. DO THEY GIVE YOU RAW FETTUCCINE TO CHEW ON IN THE LOBBY OF THE OLIVE GARDEN

Everyone else: No.

Deuce, to Ace and Mc: YOU FUCKIN BASTARDS

Ace: OH MY GOD YOU ACTUALLY FELL FOR IT-

MC: THE PRESTIGE!

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Deuce: I’m an idiot.

Ace:

Riddle:

Cater:

Trey:

MC:

Deuce:

Ace: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

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Ace: There are seven chairs and ten kids. What do you do?

Riddle: Have everyone stand.

Deuce: Bring three more chairs!

Cater: The most important ones can sit down.

Trey, quietly: Kill three.

Everyone: ... :0

(unhinged Trey gives me fuel)

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Riddle: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life

Trey: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!

Deuce: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!

Cater: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Ace: My moral code, is that you?

Riddle:

Riddle: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my father gave me but do you guys need a hug?

(Dad Rosehearts is a good father agenda.)

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Riddle: What did you guys get in your yearbook? I got 'most likely to succeed'

Ace, confused: 'Prettiest Smile'

Cater, totally not bitter: 'Nicest Personality'

Deuce, also bitter: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'

Trey: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

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Trey: What’s something you guys are better than Riddle at?

Deuce: Mario Kart.

Cater: Yeah, video games.

Ace: Emotional vulnerability.

(That's a lie Ace. No one in NRC is good at that.)

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Riddle, trying his best: That's it, we're gonna go out and find what we need!

Cater: To the town?

Riddle: Yeah, no matter what!

Trey: Well- How exactly do you propose we do that, exactly?

Riddle: I... I don't know!

Ace: Oh come off it, be serious!

Riddle: I am serious!

Ace: You're insane!

Deuce: Why, if only we were all wiener dogs, our problems would be solved!

Everyone:

Riddle: What???

Deuce: Or maybe it was a basset hound!

Ace, panicked: YOU'RE ALL INSANE!

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Riddle: Looking left cause you don’t treat me right

Ace: Looking right because you left

Deuce: Looking up cause you let me down

Cater: Looking down cause you fucked up

Trey, just trying to bake/ confused on how they got Riddle into this: What is wrong with you guys

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MC: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Deuce will and will not eat.

Ace: Grass? Yes!

Cater: Moss? Yes!!

MC: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

Cater: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Ace: Worms? Sometimes!

MC: Rocks? Usually nah.

Ace: Twigs? Usually!

Cater: Riddle's cooking? Inconclusive...

Trey: How did you… test this?

Ace: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it.

Trey: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Riddle: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

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Trey, trying to convince Riddle to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong!

Ace: And strict!

Deuce: And grumpy!

Ace: And oblivious to reality!

MC, bitter from Riddle insulting them in chapter one: And a fucking ASSHOLE.

Trey:

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Deuce: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Ace: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

Riddle: Three of us saw it, Ace. How do you explain that?

Ace: points at Trey Sleep deprivation. points at MC Paranoia. points at Cater Delusional personality disorder.

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(Playing one of those card games like cards against humanity)

Riddle, reading off the card: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?

Ace: Rude.

Deuce: That’s fair.

Cater: Not again.

Trey: Are you going to want this back?

Riddle:

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Riddle: Where's Ace, Deuce, and Cater?

Trey: They're playing hide and seek.

Riddle: Where?

Trey: I don't think you get how this game works.

(Riddle with his lack of childhood)

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(Authors Note: Hope you enjoy this while I figure out both their gender and my own...)

#twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #deuce spade #cater diamond #trey clover #che'nya twst #chenya #twst mc #twst yuu #inccorect quotes #divus crewel #mentioned #hes there #once.#disney twst #twst

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blackbutlerfandomnerddomain · 7 months

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Day 6 (September 28) - Classes/School Events

November. A time of month Night Raven College’s the most prideful for. The food. The events. The students eagerly await goodies and rewards for all their hard work studying for tests and exams as well as club activities, not to mention the month has the best events going on and clubs are much more fun than usual! The red, orange, and yellow leaves float down like little fairies doing a ballet onto the stone pavement; many are walking as the school’s bell chimes and sings for the end of an hour. Hidden away in the stone walls of the school’s exteriors stand two boys close together as lips swap kisses among each other, hands holding the other close as the sun shines nicely making lovely shadows that covers them.

It has been about one month or two months if you try and calculate the time since the Red Tyrant of Heartslabyul, Riddle Rosehearts, had his heart stolen away by the rule breaking wild card soldier, Ace Trappola, and that the two became a pair only a handful of people became aware for. The pair would often go eat lunch together or study together, some days they would go into town or the Mostro Lounge as their little dates, but a majority of their free time together was spent with them doing this, sneaking off from classes and club activities to kiss. Sometimes during Heartslabyul duties they would sneak off to the large maze and kiss among the hedges and flowers blissfully alone with their hearts.

Riddle pulls away from their kissing session and playfully glomps onto Ace with a childish giggle as his lips connect across Ace’s cheer and neck line. Ace giggles and snorts at the soft pecks across his skin, pulling Riddle’s face back up with a gentle cup of his face and once again their lips were met and glued together like magnets. Ace learned rather quickly in this relationship that Riddle really likes kissing. Maybe it’s the fact he’s a bit touched starved or maybe it’s due to the quick haste that comes with it, either way Ace isn’t complaining for nice kisses with his cute boyfriend. And Riddle learned really quickly in this arrangement that Ace really really really adores spoiling Riddle with affection. Maybe it’s due to the fact Riddle needs this kind of attention and affection or maybe it’s just his nature of being a romantic, either way there are zero complaints on Riddle’s end.

“Well isn’t this cute~”

The two pull away fast from one another and leap a good distance apart as they fix themselves the best they can in such short moments. Riddle clears his throat, face still covered in blush, “See, your makeup is on point Trappola. Be careful with your heart though, we don’t want it to smear.” Ace nodded fast and spoke rather fast and obviously acted on the spot, “Mhm mhm! On it Housewarden! Thank you so much for fixing my makeup, Haha..!” The pair look at who interrupted them and nearly cause two heart attacks to the hidden spot's faux entrance to see the shadow of Savanaclaw’s dorm leader Leona Kingscholar smirking at them with summer green eyes glimmering with that damn smirk.

“Look you two, I’m totally fine you two shoving each other’s tongues down your throats, but I need a place to nap while Ruggie’s getting food so find a new make-out spot.” He commented, not even waiting for them to move to walk further in the corner. The Heartslabyul pair blush mad and sputter in excuses, causing the lion to growl, “Look, I could smell you two making out with each other, you really think you can hide from a Beastman’s scent you idiots?” That made them shut up and leave in a hurry. Leona laughed to himself as he watched them disappear and laid on the grass calmly, pausing as he looked back at the redheads with a curious glare and a soft smirk. “Hmm…”

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Professor Trein grades some papers quietly as the sun sets in the sky as everyone gets ready for their nightly routine across the school and it’s dorms. “Spade, 87%, very well done.” He mumbled as he marked Deuce’s little test score. “Al-Asim, 85%, better than last time, well done.” “Mr Silver, 95%, as usual, good scores. Wish he could try and be awake though.” “Hunt, 99%, very well.” “Kingscholar, 100%, good work as always.” As he writes the markings down and gets to a certain student’s test and reads it through. Then, slowly but surely, his eyebrows began to knit together in curiosity and confusion. “My my,” He mumbled, “It seems Trappola got a 97% score, different from his usual 50% or sometimes just 70% scores on good days…” He grabbed his pen and wrote the score quietly, “Perhaps he finally got a tutor?”

Across the building in the potion lab room Professor Crewel too grades papers and scores from what he gathered of the week. His gray eyes read the test scores of every student he quizzed, adding his notes with each student’s performance of the potion lessons and mandrake help, every student having well done skills as usual. A well groomed eyebrow quirked up upon rechecking one note and test score on a certain red haired card soldier from Heartslabyul has gotten 100%. He smirks, “Good boy, seems someone’s gotten their head screwed right.”

Way across campus in the small home of the school’s well respected gym teacher Aston Vargas grads his own paper notes and grades of his students of the last four weeks. Besides his notes of his Physical Education classes he also paid heavy attention with the notes for and from each and every single club tied with his part of school and class funding which usually mainly ties with the Spelldrive Club, Basketball Club, Track and Field Club, and very small due to it’s own funding the Equestrian Club. He hums proud as he writes additional notes with some students, “It seems Rosehearts has gotten better in some of the field exercises. Good for him! He’s always been a scrawny boy, it’s great for him to finally gain muscles!” He cheered and laughed a heart deep laugh of pride. He fondly remembers the first time he helped Riddle with broomstick riding but it seems he’s not a master at it, even doing some tricks in the air! Now usually that’s a certain trouble making freshman’s doing. . . Speaking of the boy, Professor Vargas looked at the notes of the Basketball Club for the week. Usually these notes are spending, game scores, behavior checks, and a bunch of other stuff to determine if the club is doing well or not. As he reads the notes he reads some parts praising Ace for his skills and calm demeanor while he still seems to be his usual trickster self. The only negative thing written was small and by a random club member who wrote a note when both Jamil and Floyd seemed to allow it and it was about him sometimes being late or leaving earlier than Jamil which doesn’t quite make sense. He smiles to himself, “It almost sounds like many are saying he should be the club captain. I wonder if he can be up for the job.”

Meanwhile even farther across campus a certain feathered and glittered garbed man enters a small shack of a shop right by the school’s infamous Main Street, a smile on his blank tinted lips as he poked his eager happy head into the unique and special little home of a store to see a certain handsome shop wonder count up the money of the day from his cash register. “Hello, is the shop still open kind sir?” Crowley asks as he walks in calmly but a slight skip in his already funny steps. Sam turns to him and grins with a giggle, “Depends. We have everythin’, have somethin’ in mind?” He leans against the counter as the school’s silly little man of a Headmaster walks closer to him. “Hmm~ You wouldn’t have some beautiful Southern men from Port O’ Bliss in stock still do you?” He hummed with a playful smirk, leaning on the counter now while staring into those purple eyes like little Dahlia flowers stuck into eye sockets to grow into the beautiful shade they are now. Sam smirks back and place a finger on his chin as he rolls those pretty eyes up to the sky in thought, “Hmmmm~ Hmm~ Hm~ My my that is a rare item sir, I believe that would cost~” He paused for dramatic effect, giggle at the actual lean in by the birdman, “A few glasses of red wine, some spaghetti and chicken gumbo, a sexy lab professor in a fur coat, aaand~ One. Kiss.” Crowley eagerly gives the shop keep a good smooch on those lips that crack into a smile.

Once the two parted Crowley added into the conversation, “The wine I have. The food, we can cook together. As for the professor, I’m sure Divus will be done soon from his papers, which gives us time to cook and feed his dogs so he can have a relaxing dinner when he’s all done.” Sam snorts and softly pushes the headmage’s face away, “Alright alright, let me just finish counting up the money and lock up.” Crowley smiles and watches him work, though he soon pauses when he notices something. “There seems to be more money than last night. Did you have a sale today?” Sam shrugged but smirked as he replied, “Just normal business. Though sometime late this afternoon someone paid a pretty penny for some rose and hibiscus tea bags that were imported from the Queendom of Roses and some red, lavender, and white roses from the gardens.” “Huh? But isn’t a tea bag sold for .50 coins and the roses cost about 1m per rose?” “Yeah. The boy bought an entire tin of tea bags for both flavors and a whole lotta of roses. I believe the tea he spent a good 500m and the roses was a hefty 8,000m.”

Golden eyes widen in shock upon hearing so much money spent on tea and roses. Honestly he wasn’t expecting a student to spend more on lunch let alone tea and roses! “Now who made such a payment??” He asked, dying in curiosity at the mere idea of such payments from his partner’s store. Sam smirked slightly bigger, a gleam of gossip in his eyes, “It was Trappola from Heartslabyul.”

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As the night set into the dorm of Heartslabyul many students turned in for the night, some staying the night in some other dorm with the special overnight stay slip given to them earlier that day as usual if requested and done enough chores for it. Riddle wanders the hall doing his usual nightly stroll about to make sure everything is perfect and no one is sneaking off anywhere for the night. Upon seeing the dorm was rested up and closed off, he headed back to turn in for the night. His shoes click softly against each step he takes in the dorm’s beautiful yet twisted halls he memorizes for years, the moon light glimmering softly into the halls in soft floods of glow from the large glass windows he passes alongside his dear childhood friend of his curious shadow who dances across the floor and walls like there’s a party in this night.

As he finally made it to his dorm room, he paused.

He senses an unknown flavor of magic in the evening air, a tickling of a presence just beyond that large bedchamber door.

Curious but cautious, the red head grabbed hold of the golden knob and pried the door open in a soft creek. I should do a report to get some door oil. He thought to himself as he opened the door more, pausing again as he caught a whiff of floral sweetness that filled his nose. His blue-gray eyes peered inside and flutter as warmth fill his cheeks in a happy awe glow from what he’s seeing in his bedroom at this late hour; There standing in the room is Ace who’s finishing setting up a small table for two with a fine tea set ready to go, red roses sprinkled across the floor and table in a nice touch of romance same goes for the petals of lavender and white roses as the table’s centerpiece has a nice display of the three color roses settled together in one beautiful piece and large bouquet versions of the display are scatter on Riddle’s desk and the vase of his bedside table.

Ace notices Riddle by the doorway and smiles lovingly, with a sweet voice he speaks, “Hello rosebud. Would you allow me, a humble card soldier, to treat his amazing Queen for an evening tea?” Riddle’s gaze softens as he nearly melts at the door frame, back hitting the now shut door rather hard yet soft as his face lit up more in a pink hue. A giggle escapes soft lips as the dorm leader pushes himself off the door and makes his way towards the scene, almost growing mad with the happiness he feels in his chest and head in his fuzzy dream-like state into the room. “You’re crazy, you know that right? How did you do all this with the curfew?” He asked, still happily accepting Ace’s sweet kiss on his lips, smiling as the ginger ate up his next drunk like giggle within said kiss. Ace turned his cute Housewarden around and helped him sit down in the chair of the table as he replied, “I used the Never-Ending Bag to carry this stuff here. Cater-Senpai and Trey-Senpai helped me out a bit by getting me here without anyone else seeing.” Riddle blushed a bit more when hearing his dear friends helped his boyfriend with this kind of romantic surprise.

Ace went around the table and held up two tea bags. “I know we have the rule of herbal tea but I believe these count in a way, we have hibiscus and rose.” He said as he let Riddle sniff each bag. The redhead smiles and giggles, “Hibiscus please.” The ginger smiled in return and placed the bag in a teacup before he grabbed forth the beautiful glass tea kettle of hot water, tilting his wrists just enough to do a clean perfect pour into the cup and watched as the cup’s clear water slowly morphed into a beautiful reddish-pink color. Once the cup was done he did the same process with his own cup, stirred the cups enough, and threw out the tea bags into the trash bin in the room. “Happy 2nd Month Anniversary rosebud~”

Riddle blushes and smiles, placing his elbows on the table and his head in his hands as he sighed happily, “That sounds lovely Ace.” The two smile and stare at each other before lifting their teacups in their hands, softly clinking them together in a cheers before drinking their sweet tea together.

THIS WAS PLAYING IN MY HEAD THE ENTIRE FIC!

I know this is much shorter than my usual fics for the @ridoaceweek challenge but I think it went well!

Tomorrow will be normal and an art piece so be ready!

Also if anyone's curious of the flower meanings

#twisted wonderland #ace trappola #riddle rosehearts #riddle x ace #ace x riddle #ridoace #ridoaceweek23 #also staring #leona kingscholar #divus crewel #twst sam #mozus trein #ashton vargas #dire crowley #mentions of #dire crowley x divus crewel x sam

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lordhelpme0-0 · 2 years

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Crossover - MDZS + Twisted Wonderland

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Twisted Wonderland Part 1:

Backstory: the MDZS cast was transported to the twisted wonderland world by a talisman or from a gathering nighthunag or with an ancient artifact. Though, when they get back it’s where they started so it’s a pause on their world. This will be taken place after all the over logs actually. ENJOY!~~

P.s: this is my first so no hate!!!

Staff:

Headmaster Crowley:

This bird man will absolutely get disliked immediately

He has the same vibe as Jin Guangshan and they irresponsibility similar to Wen Chao

Lan Qiren will most likely lecture on his way

Bird and Goat be murdering each other with eyes and remarks

Lan Xichen will be smiling but fuming inside

He does not tolerate such horrible behaviors to kids who overblot or the qi deviation but with black goo

VENOM

Crowley has to be careful of these men who will not hesitate to throw hands

He gonna be fried one way or another

Gonna assigned them to ramshackle dorm where they help Yuu and possible terrorize Grim—

Crowley be watching his back cause flying whips, a ghost general, demonic cultivation, Lan magic spells be crawling up his back

Divus Crewel:

He gonna click with Jiang Cheng

These two blasted dog lovers!!!

Both be whipping so gonna be besties

Wei Wuxian will run and disapprove

I doubt he survives the savanna law canine students

Crewel appreciates the aesthetic of Nie Huasiang so they click

Fans galore it will be!!!

He will most likely be intrigue by the Lan spell

I’m betting he gonna ask how to do it since seeing Lan Wangji doing it at a bad student

Crewel with his whips and degrading names will soon be equip with silencing spells and body freeze

Mozus Trein:

He has a cat so he Wei Wuxian approve book

Probably be displease with Jin Ling or Lan Jingyi one way or another cause they be like the aduece duo

Trein will VIBE with Lan Qiren no doubt

I can imagine these two complaining and just having a sophisticated tea meetings

These two will go on ages on fussing Crowley in respectable mannerism and literature with history

Old man acquired—

Ashton Vargus:

Most likely will do sparring with the lans cause abnormal Lan strength

Will make Nie Huasiang miss his brother cause Nie Mingjue and this egg fanatic will click

He be crying and seeking solace from afar

Wei Wuxian will prank this man cause he is very gullible

Jiang Cheng will be neutral on him

Lan Xichen gonna reminisce with Nie Huasiang

These poor babies be missing the passed Nie Sect leader

Lan Qiren ain’t gonna be impressed

Like eating so much eggs for what?!

He be confuse but chickens

I imagine Vargus be having pens of chickens and now a scene of Lan Wangji giving Wei Wuxian a chicken

Chicken be a marriage gift lmao!!!

Jingyi will be ecstatic and will hang out with Vargus

He can and will catch up cause Jingyi be doing handstands while writing them rules down

Sam:

The cultivators will be concern about the ghost ngl

Lan Xichen will be concern and will rethink he practice demonic cultivation when Sam is not a demonic cultivator like Wei Wuxian

Both Wei Wuxian and him will click like-

Both be advertising stuff either pats or present

Cause Wei Wuxian be selling radishes during those sad sad years

They gonna click about the annoying voice on ghouls and ghost

Lan Wangji be concern to the max—

He be selling fans and all art to Nie Huasiang that his room be loaded to the max

Like why—

Jiang Cheng be suspicious of him for a whole 2 months before calming down to trust him a bit

Just a bit

Cause ya know what be happening back those dark times

Ramshackle Dorm:

Yuu/ MC:

Another duckling been acquired

Yuu will be under the care of Wei Wuxian cause he attracts children in the most good and bad ways of all things

I imagine that Yuu will get along with the Junior Quartets cause they be similar to the first year gang

Yuu and Sizhui be vibing and bonding on their friends chaotic energy

They will be protected by the adults no matter what

Cause Lan Xichen be guiding

Nie Huasiang be decorating

Lan Qiren making sure that Crowley does what a responsible guardian does

Qiren will have a soft spot, Yuu be reminding him on his little nephews

Jiang Cheng teach sec defense while may threatening to break legs

But we all know he won’t~!!!

Wei Wuxian be teaching bad stuff

Yuu will get to ride spiritual swords instead of brooms or walking to get to class

Cause these adults will escort the poor magicless child to class

That will be Wen Ning cause Wen Ning a good boi and Lan Xichen or Jiang Cheng

If girl?

These sect leaders and veterans of losing their precious female members will go on to PROTECT YOU!

Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian will be reminded of their deceased sister Yanli-jiejie

Cause Yuu be pulling Mickey Mouse and being a mediator hike fixing all these emotional teenage boys trauma

Yanli be doing the same—

Wen Ning will be an older brother or uncle figure

Wei Wuxian will be momma bear and pull flutes to chase bullies with hordes of fierce corpse or ghost

Lmao! Being girl will give extra points

Grim:

Discipline

Just discipline and mannerism

Qiren be scary while Jiang Cheng be threatening

Grim better be good if he wanna walk or speak again

Will be poked fun of and forced to do things by Jingyi and Zizhen sadly

Wangji be pulling the silencing spells

Lmao-

All in all, Grim better be good or else~

Ghosts:

These ghost will chill and cause a few mischief

The cultivators will have to get used to these well-meaning ghost

Will be warned that ghost are different form ghost of the MXTX world

Yes. MXTX world. We be having the SVSSS and TGCF as part of the MDZS world

Ghost will help out and will be intrigue by the music cultivation of talking to ghost

Lan Qiren better not qi deviate so much—

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Hope you all enjoy!! This is my first HC and crossover. But bold but who asking? This is just part one as the dorms will be next. I tried to include the characters that are alive. And yes, I ain’t adding sect leader Yao cause who likes that stinky guy. Also if you don’t know either Twisted Wonderland and MDZS. It’s alright!~

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ask-researcher-yuu · 1 year

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Read the tags!

Against all odds, Yuu was having a good day.

Ace and Deuce hardly caused any trouble at all, and Grim was unusually well-behaved. Riddle had invited them over for an unbirthday party, where they got the privilege of tasting Trey’s new attempt at a key lime pie.

Even better, there were zero alchemy accidents at all. In fact, class went surprisingly well. They’d received a stellar grade, and Crewel had given them a rare smile of approval.

By sunset, they were over the moon with happiness. What a fantastic day!

Brimming with joy, they opened the door to the Ramshackle basement. Grim was fast asleep after being fed a special tuna can.

The area ahead of them was almost pitch black, and had a strange odor. It radiated a creepy, foreboding feeling, although Yuu ignored this as they went down the stairs.

Stepping into the darkness, Yuu flicked on the lights, revealing a limp figure tied to a chair.

The smell of blood was starting to get overwhelming, but they were more than used to it by now. They grabbed a surgeon mask from a neaby table and put it on.

“Oh, Silver.” Yuu said with a laugh. “I haven’t even given you any drugs yet, and you’re already asleep.”

The boy jerked awake.

“Mmmmf!” He yelled into his cloth gag, thrashing against his restraints.

Yuu grabbed him by the jaw and forced him to look up. His auroral eyes burned with anger as he glared at his captor.

There was a long beat of silence before Yuu spoke. “Y’know, I’ve always wondered how eye colors worked in Twisted Wonderland. I mean, Riddle’s are literally red, for God’s sake.

“But you…” They tilted Silver’s head slightly to the side to stare at his right eye a bit closer. “Yours are unique, even by this world’s standards. Sectoral heterochromia is incredibly rare in of itself, but blue and purple perfectly mixed together, in both eyes?”

“I wonder…” Yuu licked their dry lips. “What I could find out if I extracted it for closer examination.”

Silver’s eyes widened in shock and fear. He twisted around, trying to wriggle out from the ropes binding him to the chair. “Nnnmf!”

Yuu calmly walked over to a neaby drawer, taking out a small scalpel. They turned it over, and sliced into the back of their hand, testing its sharpness.

With a satisfied nod, they walked back over to Silver, who was still struggling. They slapped him across the face, causing the boy to freeze. They grabbed his chin and lifted the scalpel.

“Don’t close your eyes, it’ll only make it hurt more.”

#tw kidnapping #tw drug mention #drug mention #implied gore #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst silver #twisted wonderland silver #ace trappola #deuce spade #twst grim #divus crewel #twst yuu #twst mc #researcher!yuu

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mysteryshoptls · 1 month

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SR Grim - Apprentice Chef Vignette

"Let's keep on doing aaallll these fun things together"

[Kitchen]

Grim: It's… It's…

Grim: IT'S DONEEEE!!

Grim: Look, [Yuu]! My super special awesome cake's finished!

The cake looks like a tuna can…

Grim: Yeah! I made it look like the most delicious thing in the world. See how even the word "tuna" looks good?

Grim: As for what I put inside the cake… That's a surprise for when we eat it! MYAHA!

Grim: I bet this is gonna be the bestest thing on the table. We gotta hurry and get it back to Ramshackle!

[Ramshackle Dorm – Anniversary Party]

Grim: Slowly… Slowly…

Grim: Gently, gently… Careful…

We're almost back to the dorm, you got this!

Grim: Gah, carrying a cake so it doesn't collapse is so hard…!

Grim: …But all the guys we passed on the way here from the cafeteria said it totally looked tasty, yeah?

Grim: Y'know, maybe my genius ain't just in eatin' food, but makin' em, too.

Grim: Back when you and me took the Master Chef course, I thought all this work was a pain, but…

Grim: Now I'm thinkin' that it was good we did it. 'Cause now tasty things can be made into even tastier things!

Grim: Myahaha! Thanks to this cake, today's party's gonna be the cat's meow!

Grim: Ah! But that annoying guy Trein is gonna be there… He might get mad if I get too excited.

Grim: Maaan, he's always findin' things to nag me about. Like the other day, he tried scolding in me when I was runnin' in the halls.

Grim: It pissed me off, so I tried pokin' fun at him, but then he just came at me!

Grim: Obviously I ran, but that old man is faster than he looks…

Grim: And then he just caught me in no time, I wasn't expecting that. Just nabbed me by the neck.

Grim: "Try to be a bit more like Lucius," he said… But I ain't a cat, y'know!

Grim: Don't know if Trein snitched on me or what, but even Crewel got mad at me, saying "Stop causing problems."

Grim: But then Crewel whispered later, "If you're going to tease Trein-sensei, make sure you don't get caught."

Grim: Myahaha! Crewel might be a teacher, but sometimes he's got a wicked side. He gets me.

Grim: …Though, he can be a huge stickler if ya mess around in class or get bad grades.

Grim: I remember the other day was pretty scary. He had us all lined up in a row, and was grilling everyone on who spilled the chemicals on the table…

Grim: No one fessed up, and Ace and Deuce were silently keepin' their heads down, so I stayed quiet too.

Well, we all got held responsible, in the end.

Grim: Tch. Trein and Crewel are both way too strict!

Grim: I like Vargas's class the best. 'Cause I don't need to take difficult notes in his class!

Grim: Like the other day, he started going on and on, saying, "If you want to be a great mage, then you need to have muscles as rippling as mine!" or whatever…

Grim: I was just nodding along, and then class ended with just him talkin' about his own muscles. Myahaha, waaaay too easy～

Grim: …Hm? Wait a mo'.

Grim: Do you think… The reason that Vargas showed up here randomly one morning a few days ago to go exercise together…

Grim: DID HE THINK I WANTED TO TRAIN WITH HIM BECAUSE I WAS NODDING DURING ALL HIS BOASTING!?

Grim: The sun wasn't even up, it was still dark, so that was a real pain!!

Grim: …Man, I think I might like Crewel or Trein better after all, ‘cause they don't cause me problems.

[Ramshackle Dorm – Anniversary Party]

Grim: Y'know, now that I think about it, all the profs here are really strange… Is this school really alright?

Grim: Oh. But I think the strangest guy ain't one of the teachers, but Sam. I'm sure of it!

Grim: And that's cause… Remember the other day when I lost at rock-paper-scissors and I had to go buy snacks by myself?

Grim: Before I even got inside the store, I heard Sam talkin' with someone inside.

Grim: But… When I got inside, he was all alone.

Grim: When I asked who he was chattin' with, he said his "friends on the other side," but… WHAT DOES HE MEAN FRIENDS ON THE OTHER SIDE!?

Grim: He wouldn't tell me no matter how many times I asked. It's so eerie. But man, he's got a ton of cool stuff for sale, so I keep going back.

Grim: I remember then, too, before I could say what I wanted, he already had out the perfect number of snacks I had money for.

Grim: Oh yeah, and Crowley came in the shop right after me. Looks like he's always shoppin' at the Mystery Shop, too.

Grim: He started braggin' to me that he gets to order whatever he wants.

Grim: So I told him I wanted some special tuna cans then, and he says, "This privilege is for teachers only!"

Grim: He just kept on bragging, he's the worst! Crowley's so useless!

We should be thankful, since he let us attend here.

Grim: THANKFUL!? He should be thanking me for gracing this school with my genius!

Grim: And I bet Crowley'd gobble down the whole feast we got prepped if I take my eye off him for even a second…

Grim: No way I'm gonna give him a single bite. This time I'll make sure he's jealous of me.

Grim: Hey, [Yuu]. You 'n me're gonna protect this cake with our lives!

Grim: I might not be able to rely on you to do everythin' yourself, so good things we also got those ghosts.

Grim: If all us Ramshackle folk work together, we could even take on two Crowleys. We'll stun him silent!

Grim: I bet the ghosts're feelin' real alive right now. They were really getting' excited for Founding Day.

Grim: They were all, "It's so wonderful everyone is throwing a party here at Ramshackle～"

Grim: They also said that everything's getting' amped up 'cause we came to Ramshackle.

Grim: Myahaha. So that means… All the fun and happy times are all thanks to me!

1. Exactly!

Grim: Yeah. So you just keep on following me, no worries. Grim: As the boss, it's my job to take care of my henchie!

2. I think you're going a little overboard there.

Grim: Myah!? Y-You… You don't get how good I am to ya, huh!? Grim: I'm always pushin' myself hard doin' things for ya. Like, uh… Uh… ALL SORTS OF THINGS!

Grim: So let's keep on doing aaallll these fun things together!

Grim: Ah. Looks like everyone's here.

Grim: Hey, [Yuu], open the gate. We gotta bring the cake in quick!

Grim: I bet everyone'll be so surprised and happy. Myahaha. I can't wait～!

Requested by @butterflyremix.

#twisted wonderland #twst #grim #twst grim #twst yuu #twst translation #twst anniversary #mention: crowley #mention: crewel #mention: trein #mention: lucius #mention: vargas #mention: sam #mention: ace #mention: deuce

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ask-no-sleep-au · 2 years

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Have you mentioned this to any of the teachers? Crewel might be able to help??? He /is/ a potions teacher after all

“Even if I didn’t say anything, they would’ve noticed.”

“Crewel said he’s working on it, which probably means that he’s searching for a cure, like everybody else. I’d never seen him so serious before.”

“I vomited during PE yesterday, so Vargas isn’t letting me attend his class, for my own health.”

#twisted wonderland #twst silver #no sleep au #ask #twst staff #divus crewel #tw vomit mention #cw vomit mention #vomit mention #ashton vargas

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dotster001 · 7 months

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Meeting Their Future Kids With You

Summary: Vil/Idia/Crewel/Crowley/Malleus/Rook x gn! Reader. A child suddenly appears. And it seems to have a connection to you? Requested by @stygianoir

A/N: It's in my pinned post, and I've mentioned this in a couple posts, but if this is the first of my stuff you've read, I view NRC as an actual college, so reader here is 18+. If it makes you more comfy, imagine it as grad school age.

CW: spreading my asexual Malleus agenda, especially now that I've been spoiled for the fact that the dragon lays an egg and all it needs is love to hatch. ASEXUAL MALLEUS CAN NOW BE CANON Y'ALL!!!! Anyways...his kid is the only one with physical descriptors, so do with that what you will 😅

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Something was wrong. There was a presence at Ramshackle that shouldn't be there. Could it be? Could someone be trying to steal you from him? No! He had only just started courting you! It wasn't fair.

He poofed into your sitting room and froze.

You were snuggling what looked like…a small version of him?

You looked up and your jaw dropped.

"Wait, I thought this was you!" You looked back down at the kid who giggled and made grabby hands at Malleus.

"Daddy!"

Ah! Yes, he understood now. Draconia genes were strong. This child clearly was barely old enough to even hold a human form, it was not out of the realm of possibility that it had accidentally used a time travel spell. Perhaps that was even the child's unique magic.

He walked over to the child in your arms, scooped it up, and gave it a soft kiss between the two tiny horns emerging from their head.

"It's wonderful to see you, but it's time to go home, little one."

The child nodded sagely and vanished in a puff of green smoke. You looked at him in complete confusion, but he simply laughed, repeating his kiss, but this time to your forehead.

He knew you were his soulmate.

He knew with a single glance. The familiarity the twin girls before him held in their gazes, the way they carried themselves, the hats on their heads. Everything screamed his influence.

And though that didn't make any sense, Rook knew his eye and his instincts were never wrong.

But there was something about the girls that was distinctly…..

"Rook! Hi- aw shit, please tell me you didn't kidnap some kids!"

So distinctly you.

The two girls shared what, to anyone but Rook, would seem like an unsettling smile as you approached the silent scene.

"Non non, they are just passing through, oui, petites fleur's?"

"Oui," they said simultaneously, grinning at you, their eyes taking in your every facial twitch.

"Uh, okay? Relatives of yours?"

"One could say that."

All three of them laughed, leaving you confused and a little frightened.

It was a normal day like any other. Searching for Epel who had once again fled his lessons.

And he had found him in the worst possible place. A mud pile with an already very muddy teenage girl.

Epel splashed the girl with a childish giggle, and she laughed hysterically.

"Papa was right, you were crazy!" She giggled making a mud ball and throwing it at him.

He dodged and it hit Vil.

"Ah shit," she whispered under her breath. But after a second of reflection, she grinned. "Wait, why am I scared? You're not the boss of me."

Vil glared, and she suddenly looked apologetic again.

Both Epel and the girl stared at the ground, completely avoiding eye contact.

"What school are you from?" Vil snapped at the girl.

She snickered but said nothing.

"Who do I report you to?"

She laughed louder. "Nah, I don't have to tell you shit."

"Language," he snapped, and tears filled her eyes.

"It was all uncle Epel's fault. I told him I didn't want to play in the mud, but he made me do it!"

"You absolute rat!" Epel shouted, picking up some mud and preparing to throw it.

Vil cast a quick spell, freezing both of you in place. He stormed over and snatched each of your wrists, preparing to storm off with the two trouble makers in tow, when he saw the shimmering gold bracelet on your wrist. Engraved on it was L/N-Schoenheit.

He stared for a moment, then groaned.

"Epel, remind me to never let you around my future child."

"He's my godfather," the girl grinned impishly, and Vil felt a part of himself die.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for my dad. You look like you could be related to him."

Idia knew he shouldn't have left his room today. All he wanted was a snack, and to maybe see you if you happened to not be in a class right now, and now this extroverted teenager was asking about his dad.

What the absolute fuck?

He quickly pulled out his ipad, typing something about how anyone related to him wasn't worth finding, when the twerp yanked the iPad out of his hands.

"Nevermind, I figured it out," the kid snorted. "Hi dad!"

Idia started stuttering. Not only was this twerp an extroverted teen who stole his iPad, he was also insane.

"Nah, nah, not today, not today…" Idia started muttering under his breath.

The kid rolled his eyes.

"Forgot about this part. Guess they really did change you for the better," he started typing something on his watch, and a hologram popped up, showing the kid, you, and Idia…? Your and Idia's faces were a bit more lined than they were right now but….it was definitely you.

He stared at the hologram, his hair turning a bright red.

"Oh! Hey Idia!" Your voice called from behind him.

He turned and waved to you shyly, then turned back to the teen. But he was gone.

And the damn boy stole his iPad.

If his hair wasn't already dyed, those two freshmen would have given him gray hair by now.

Once again, they'd made a potion explode in his classroom. And once again, the fallout would be a pain to clean up.

Where you had once sat was a small child. A small child who was looking at him expectantly.

"Well?" She asked.

At first he had assumed this small child was your child form. But no. She looked nothing like you. Though, she did have a similar glint in her eye.

"Who are you?" He asked softly, not wishing to scare the child with the rage that was building up inside him. He'd told you again and again that your friends were trouble, and now look where it got you.

Wait. Where exactly were you?

Before the girl could speak, a red smoke filled the room, and a him with a few more wrinkles appeared, dragging you by the wrist. Your face was covered in a vicious pout.

"I already told them," future Crewel said, eying the freshmen with a vicious glare. "No need to repeat it."

He opened his arms in front of the little girl, a warm smile taking over his features, as the girl climbed into his arms, snuggling into him. He pointed at you and the freshman one more time, said, "Behave." And vanished into red smoke.

Present day Crewel pinched the bridge of his nose, and pointed at you.

"He already said it," you snapped,punching Ace in the shoulder for good measure.

"Morning dad."

"Morning," Crowley muttered tiredly as he sipped his coffee.

Then he choked on it. There should be no one in his office right now. And there should be no one calling him dad.

He looked over and saw a kid who was somewhere between the age of 10 and 13 sorting through his stack of paperwork.

"Pardon me, but do you mind explaining what you're doing?"

The kid looked up and raised a brow in confusion.

"Um, morning paperwork?" He laughed nervously. "Wait did you forget that….uh, nevermind, I'll just go then."

The kid hastily made the papers into a pile, grabbed a backpack, and started to hustle out of the office. Only to be stopped when he bumped into you as you were storming into the office.

"Crowley! You promised you'd fix my goddamn roof!"

"Dad said I wasn't grounded anymore!"

Both of you shouted over the top of each other, and then stared in confusion.

The kid sprinted out of the office, knocking you over in the process.

Dire, meanwhile, released a delighted giggle, his face feeling warm as he grinned at you with a lovesick grin. Only to be annoyed as you brought up your roof again.

"If you excuse me, I have other things to attend to. I assure you that child will only cause trouble."

He ran out of his own office, no intention of actually finding his future son, only intending to hide from you.

Too bad you could always see through him, and were right on his tail.

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harunayuuka2060 · 3 months

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MC: Huh? Who are you people? And where am I?

Ace, Deuce, and Grim: ...

Grim: What are you saying? Did you hit your head or something?

Ace: Were you too absorbed on the movie we watched yesterday?

Deuce: It might be. But I don't think you should pretend to have lost your memories.

MC: *stares at them blankly*

Ace, Deuce, and Grim: ...

Ace: Wait. Are you for real?!

Ace, Deuce, and Grim: AMNESIA?!!

Professor Crewel: Yes.

Ace: What's the reason?! They were just fine yesterday!

Professor Crewel: You mentioned that they watched a movie with the three of you?

Deuce: Yes.

Ace: It's a viewer's POV and it's about experiencing what it's like to have an amnesia. Of course the options are already decided and all needs to be done is to watch it.

Deuce: We were not really paying attention, except Prefect.

Grim: They were watching it closely.

Professor Crewel: Hmm... Bring me the movie. I would need to examine it to see if it's the cause of the problem.

Professor Trein: This is unfortunate.

Crowley: It is! Oh the tasks that needed to be done immediately!

Professor Trein: That's your job.

MC: ...

MC: Excuse me, I want to ask...

MC: Are you, perhaps, my family?

Professor Trein and Crowley: ...

Professor Trein: N—

Crowley: Yes! I am your father and Professor Trein is your grandfather!

Professor Trein: Excuse me?

MC: *looks at Crowley in confusion* My father?

MC: But... Professor Crewel said that he was my father...

Professor Trein and Crowley: ...

Professor Trein: That's right. Professor Crewel is your father. This one right here is an imposter.

Crowley: Pardon?!

Professor Trein: Come here, my dear grandchild. You shouldn't be talking to him.

Crowley: Wha—

Malleus: The child of man... has lost their memories?

Silver: Yes. That's the situation.

Malleus: ...

Lilia: Malleus? Are you alright?

Malleus: ...

Malleus: *starts to tear up*

Sebek: W-Waka-sama?!

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rose-tea-and-strawberries · 1 year

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"Don't You Know It's Bad Luck To See Your Bride Before The Wedding?"

Warning: I write reader as female

Masterlist

One of the most interesting things about having a girlfriend from another world is learning about the culture and traditions that her world possesses. Normally, he would consider every part of the home of the love of his life nothing less than perfect, since it managed to create such an exceptional individual - the very same individual that he can proudly call his. This was, however, before you mentioned a certain tradition/superstition that you had where the soon-to-be husband and wife spend the night before their wedding apart and forbids said betrothed couple from seeing each other until they meet at the altar.

Here’s how our dear NRC boys would react when told this news:

Is cool with it. At least on the outside. They understand that it’s a silly little tradition from your home world so they let you spend the night with Adeuce (you bet that those two are your bridesmen/men of honour and the three of you and Grim are going to have the greatest bachelorette party of your life)/Papa Crewel

But of all traditions, why this one? He seems perfectly calm when you say goodbye - you pretend you don’t notice how he holds you much longer and tighter than he usually does when he hugs you - and your text messages to each other are as normal as they can be, but no matter how hard he tries he just can’t shake off the cold feeling of loneliness your absence brings and how his body feels empty without yours to anchor it.

Once the festivities of his bachelor party are over, it takes five minutes of him trying and failing to keep himself occupied and distracted before his desire to at least hear your voice becomes unbearable and he grabs his phone to call you. He wordlessly slips off somewhere where none of his friends would find him and he gives you a ring. The two of you speak to each other until one of you falls asleep.

He would actually go through with it in its entirely and seeing you walking down the aisle in all your glory and beauty, emerging through the door like a celestial being, after hours of not seeing you had him completely awestruck, like a dying man seeing an oasis after spending hours crawling through the desert. It nearly almost made the wait worth it.

Just never make him go through that again. Please.

Trey, Jamil, Silver, Jack, Sebek

Instantly shoots it down.

Listen, Y/N, he loves you so much it hurts. He’ll move mountains for you, pluck the stars and moon out of the sky for you. He’d make the sun rise from the west if that’s what you desired. If there’s an option to carve out his heart and present it to you on a silver platter he would. Every breath he takes, every time his heart beats, and every hour of every day, he’s dedicated to making you the happiest person in the world - the ring on your finger is an attest to that.

But he won’t, absolutely will not nor ever, deprive himself of a single minute of your presence. He’s trying to make up for the years he’s spent without even knowing you and now that he has you in his life, do you think he goes a day without thanking every force in the multiverse that you found him and filled his life with light and colour and laughter. Do you truly believe that he would ever even attempt to get any amount of rest when you’re not in his arms? It’s absolutely unfathomable and he will stand for it. Now come over here and spend the next hour cuddling him for speaking such nonsense.

It does not matter how long your respective bachelor and bachelorette parties last, you two are spending the night together and that’s that. Full stop.

And don’t worry about the consequences. Whatever supposed ‘bad luck’ that befalls you as a result of his actions, he’ll shoulder it all. In sickness and in health until the end of time, after all.

Riddle, Vil, Jamil, Azul, Leona, Malleus, Idia

Haha, no ♡

Leona, Lilia, Jade, Floyd

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM???? 🥺😭

Ever since you brought it up, he’s been nothing but clingy. It’s hard to tell where you start and he ends from the way he’s hugging you so close it’s like he’s trying to fuse the two of you together.

He wants to do it for you since you’re already sacrificing so much by being away from your home but-but that means that he has to spend a whole entire night without you! Don’t you know he can’t live without your goodnight kisses? And your good morning kisses? And your breakfast kisses and lunch kisses? And you’re just going to desert him like that? Abandon him and then deprive him of hours of kisses and cuddles that legally are his right to have? Starve him of his well-deserved affection and leave him when he needs you the most? Just tell him that you hate him, it would hurt less.

This boy is going to be facetiming you throughout his entire bachelor party - the rules of your world be damned. He’s going to be marrying you in less than 24 hours and he wants to spend every second of his excitement and pure elation with you.

These boys are also the reason as to why you have to have people stationed outside your changing room like guards to make sure that the surprise of your wedding dress isn’t ruined because ‘they just had to see you’.

Needless to say, you are going to be spending the night together

But seriously he’s tried to follow you into the bathroom. Just tell him that it’s an old custom that no one abides by anymore before he breaks the door down.

Ace, Deuce, Cater (100% snapchats/live tweets his feelings of betrayal), Ruggie, Epel, Kalim, Azul, Floyd, Rook

You used your impeccable negotiation skills (puppy eyes) to reach a compromise. You’ll spend the night in Ortho’s room and the two of you will spend the entire night before your wedding playing video games using your matching couple headphones. Ortho will run interference until you leave the next day to get ready to make sure that you don’t end up seeing each other.

Or at least that was the plan until Idia woke up in the middle of the night to find his room devoid of the only lights in his life. Without even thinking, he leaves his bedroom and goes over to where you and his brother are and he gets into bed with you and cuddles you.

Listen normie, you’ve wormed your way into his heart so take some responsibility. If your world is right, then he’ll take the L. He’s used to doom and gloom so whatever bad luck happens can’t be worse than the life he had without you and it certainly isn’t worth even an hour without you by his side.

Idia

Are you kidding him, Herbivore?

First he has to go to some stupid bachelor party that his brother, Ruggie and Jack are throwing because no one would shut up about it when he could be sleeping with you and now you’re telling him that you want him to spend the night alone when he could be sleeping with you?

No. Absolutely not.

He doesn’t care if you think it’ll bring him bad luck or whatever. He’s not spending the night without you. In fact, he’s not even going to go to that blasted party. You and him can just spend the entire time napping in bed.

What? He has to go. Fine. They get one hour. Then, you're his. And if anything tries to get in the way of yours and his happiness, he’ll turn it to ash with his very claws.

Leona

Child of Man, he does not understand. You mean to tell him that in your world, a betrothed couple must spend the eve and morning of their nuptials apart lest a curse of bad luck shall befall them? He’s never heard of such a thing. Humans have such strange customs from where you’re from. You needn’t worry, however, as the future king and powerful mage, he is more than capable of handling whatever calamity that comes your way. A measly little curse is no match for a fae such as he. Therefore, there is no reason for you to deprive him of the warmth of your body for he shall always be there to soothe your fears. He has sworn to protect you and made an oath to you that no harm shall ever befall you.

For if anyone dares to prove him otherwise, he shall deal with them.

Personally.

Malleus (it takes him a while to realise it’s not an actual curse since your world doesn’t even have magic to begin with but he still makes you wear enchanted jewellery on your person just in case - even though every piece of jewellery he had gifted you prior to that is chock full with protection charms and that’s not even counting the heaps of blessings he gave you) (It’s like that time you told him about the curse of ‘The Scottish Play’ all over again)

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