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cursedcola · 2 years

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How would Ruggie, Malleus, Jade, and Deuce react to their s/o sleeping with a plushie that they gifted them?

{Aww! This is so cute!! I love it omg. I sleep with my boba squish mallow and have no shame. I kind of wanna give each character a specific plushie to comment on....okay. I'm gonna. I have the power here lol}

Prompt: What if they caught s/o sleeping with a plushie? (Pre-Relationship)

Characters: Ruggie Bucci, Malleus Draconia, Jade Leech, and Deuce Spade Part (1/3): Next ; pt.3

A/N: I forgot the 'they gifted you,' part. I'm sorry! I hope it's okay

Ruggie Bucci

Plush Bunny

Sometimes Leona sends Ruggie on 'quests,' as you would often call them. Ruggie just calls them chores

Things like getting him lunch, cleaning his room, delivering papers, and recently he's been tasked with keeping an eye on you.

Word on the proverbial grapevine is that you haven't been doing so great. Falling asleep in random places, spending long hours in the library, working extra shifts at the monster lounge, and most importantly- you haven't visited Savanaclaw in over two weeks

Now Ruggie would get shanked if he ever said it out loud, but Leona has a soft spot for ya. Just like he does for Jack Howl and the other nosy freshmen

When Ruggie hears, "make sure those idiots aren't causing me extra work," it translates to "make sure those idiots aren't in any trouble. go help them,"

Think good-cop and bad-cop. Leona lays bad-cop, and marionettes Ruggie as good-cop

He's sent Ruggie to do a bit spying on you a few times, not that the errand boy complained. He has personal motives for these little 'quests'. Like sometimes finding you in the most interesting positions

"Aye Aye...geez, can't you do it on your own for once?" - "Care to repeat that" -"Nothing! Nothing..."

He never sees anything horrible. Just funny situations, like when you're in a sneezing fit or rambling about the 'oh-so-generous' Crowley to yourself when you think you're alone. Ruggie always gets a good laugh at your antics when you think no one is watching

But this- okay, this scenario is a new one for him.

"You really have no sense of decency...do you, prefect" he says, looking down at you napping under a tree in the courtyard

It wouldn't be so bad, if you weren't curled around a small stuffed rabbit. He just-

Pulls out his phone and takes a picture. No hesitation. Just quickly snaps it and then crouches over you

And stares. Anyone walking by would think him a creeper, with his ears twitching and face scrunched up in concentration

You...shit. He can't keep doing this for Leona if this is what he'll find. His shriveled little heart can't handle it

He definitely plans to rub the picture in your face later, but for now he'll lay down next to you and watch the clouds. To the onlooker it looks like your both chilling, but for Ruggie it feels more intimate. He's guarding you from anyone that might disturb your rest or trying to peak at the cute sight only he gets to see

Malleus Draconia

Plush dragon

So, this all began when Malleus asked about University life from your world. He wanted to know more about human culture and how dormitories in TW are different from what you know

Your world is definitely less exciting than Twisted Wonderland. You have to walk everywhere and don't have mirror travel? Dorms contain hundreds of students at once? No prefects? No set schedule? Who controls the chaos? That...sounds tiring

He wants to know more about the dorm culture. So you tell him about staying up late to study, coffee addiction, mutual understanding of finals stress among peers, how prefects are essentially called RAs, fraternities/sororities/etc, extra curricular clubs, bad cafeteria food, and most importantly- crashing in other dorms to escape your own.

He has never shared a dorm with another person, or a room. There were times he snuck into Lilia's room as a child after a nightmare, but he doesn't mention that to you

The 'dorm crashing,' you talk about- he wants to experience it. He wants to spend an entire evening with "friends" and enjoy a wild adventure

He nearly invites himself to spend the night in your dorm, but trails off since that would be indecent considering his...emotions

"Might I impose upon....ah. Pardon my boldness, I retract my previous suggestion,"

He wants to interject when you insist on his idea. It's improper but how can he say no when you are so excited?

And this is how Malleus ends up sharing your dorm for the night. You both set up sleeping arrangements on the floor of your room, which Grimm loves since the bed is now all his. After all, it is not a proper sleepover unless you both wake with backaches (from the floor, not what you're thinking of -_-)

You both go for a late-night walk, play a board game with the resident ghosts and Grimm, enjoy a warm beverage by the fireplace, and end the night discussing whatever thoughts come to mind.

It's the most fun Malleus has ever had. He's never experienced such a relaxed evening. Not once was there a moment of discomfort

Until you both settled in for the night, and you bring in that plush dragon. He's uncomfortable but not in a bad way

He says nothing at first and instead focuses on the crackling fire. He doesn't need as much sleep as a human, so he merely pretends until your steady breathing can be heard

He turns to look your way, watching how you snuggle into it's fur. The fire illuminating your peaceful face and blankets drawn up to your shoulders

You look so serene. No one has ever looked so calm in his presence or allowed themselves to be vulnerable. Then again- he's never dropped his guard this much around anyone other than his close dormmates. His family.

"Oh, if you only recognized these feelings I carry. Would you still allow me to witness this sight?"

He cannot help himself, and reaches over to tuck you in further and pat the dragon on it's head.

You're too precious. Welcoming a demon into your den and taunting him so...

Jade Leech

toast

Similar to how Leona has a soft spot for you, so does Azul

You are the only person allowed back in the VIP lounge without permission. No contracts, no deals, no nothing. The space was offered in case you ever felt overwhelmed and needed somewhere to cool off

More specifically, when you first saw Azul's octopot you had mentioned missing having a safe-place, and that there was nowhere truly quiet in NRC for you to go. Azul immediately offered the lounge and instructed the tweels to let you in whenever (so long as a transaction wasn't being made. Then you could go to one of their dorm rooms)

You surprisingly took him up on the offer, and on occasion Jade would escort you to the VIP lounge for some quiet time. You'd normally do your homework in the corner as Azul worked, or fell asleep on one of the couches

Today was one of the times when Azul needed the room for work, but seeing your defeated expression convinced Jade to loan out his room

Floyd offered his as well, but it was rarely in a state to host company. So you agreed to rest in Jade's until his shift was over and he could escort you back to Ramshackle

"Please don't touch anything other than the desk and available seating. I have many dangerous specimens in here and cannot guarantee your safety. Rest well~"

It is not necessary, but he greatly dislikes you walking alone at night after closing. He will not take no for an answer, and will dismiss any rebuttal with a smile. Before you know it, you're half-way to your dorm while he is guiding you with a hand on the small of your back

After his shift, night had long fallen. He mentally prepared to once again swindle his way into walking you home as he approached his room. Though after opening the door? His plans changed

Laid on his bed, you have clearly fallen asleep while reading a light novel. In one hand is the book and in the other...a plush piece of toast?

What?

He has seen you asleep many times in the VIP lounge, but never like this. Not in his room, completely relaxed, and entirely unaware of the danger you were in. His prior warning did not pertain only to mushrooms

"Aha...my dearest, it seems you are not as conscious of me as I thought. You are fortunate that I am merciful,"

He runs his index finger along your cheek and down your neck, stopping when his hand meets the plush toy clutched in your hands. He is showing you mercy, but at the cost of more self control than his twin could ever muster

"I adore you..." He doesn't need to walk you home, because he does not bother waking you up. He instead tends to his fungi, and spends the night sparing occasional glances your way until morning

Deuce Spade

Puppy Plushie

He may -or may not!- have been booted from his Dorm for a few days

He definitely did not shatter nearly half of Heartslabyul's fine china in a petty argument with one of his upperclassmen

...

.....

Okay, but they were trying to ditch their duties and push all the work onto him! He's just trying to live an honest life here and they had the gull to pull the 'I'm your superior now do as I say,' bullshit

He sent a cauldron their way...and well, you get the rest. He's honestly lucky that Riddle did not collar him and instead Trey sent him away for a few days. Just until tensions cool off

Which is why he's here now. At your doorstep, in the middle of the night, with his pajamas on and nothing but a backpack. He doesn't even have proper shoes on! Just slippers

Annnd he's begging you to help him out. He's stayed over many times anyways. What's the harm in a few nights? It's just that this time Ace wouldn't be around

....lock the doors. He may have followed and Deuce is not in the mood for a second argument of the day. He just wants to do his homework and get some rest

"Please! I promise you won't even know that I'm here. I'll be super quiet,"

Say yes already and tell him to stop bowing. It's pathetic

Normally when Ace and Deuce sleep over, you have the living room set up for them. Since this is last minute he'll have to bunk in your room. You don't have fresh linens and it's too late to warm the living area with a fire.

Que you both fighting over who takes the bed. You're fine with him taking it, but Grimm refuses to sleep with him. Deuce also isn't happy kicking you out of your bed.

Egads his mother would have him hung for taking his host's bed. Especially your bed - the thought sends him overboard

In the end, Grimm ends up making himself comfy on one of the recliners in the room. Which leaves Deuce to share the bed with you after finishing his homework (that you begrudgingly help with)

He's already near a heart attack when you both get into the bed. Then he watches you lean over to grab a large plush dog...and snuggle it

He has never invaded your room when sleeping over. This is the first time he's seen you so...adorable. Utterly. Adorable.

He promptly turns so your backs are facing each other, and buries his face in his pillow.. Before he realizes it, an hour has passed and the grandfather-clock down the hall is chiming. Slowly, he peers over his shoulder to see that you've turned to face his back.

" Forgive me...I don't think I can do this-"

You wake up to find him in a blanket cocoon on the floor. He was not going to get any sleep staying in that bed

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yuusishi · 1 year

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Hello! 👋 Merry Xmas! May I request Leona, Malleus and Jamil with an s/o who proposes to them on Christmas

Proposing to Jamil, Leona, and Malleus on Christmas!

pairings: Jamil Viper, Leona Kingscholar, Malleus Draconia x gn!reader (sep.)

genre: fluff

cws/tws: none

a/n: anon this has me giggling kicking my feet n shit, merry christmas to you too ‼️

Jamil Viper !!

Christmas is something that Jamil hasn't had the time to enjoy, the festive energy usually being covered up by the busyness of his schedule. It's almost like he hasn't celebrated the holiday at all.

He stared at the tree that you and him took the time to set up, it was the classic deep green color with multicolored ornaments. He finally felt like he could take in the festivities and relax for the first time during the holiday, and what made this better was that it was going to be spent with you.

You stood beside him, hands on your hips breathing out a happy sigh. "It's finally done!" you exclaimed, Jamil laughed as you clung to his side in happiness from setting up the beautiful tree in front of the two of you.

Suddenly you let go and stood up straight, your hands behind your back. You let out an exaggerated "ahem!" in front of Jamil who was confused but curious about what you're about to do.

A soft and bright close-eyed smile played on your face as you took a bright red box from your pocket, Jamil's eyes widening as you got down on one knee

"Jamil Viper! You who has been the source of my happiness for years since graduating NRC..."

"Will you marry me?"

Your playful tone from the start died down once you uttered those words, your voice softening as you looked at the surprised man in front of you, tears pricked Jamil's eyes but he quickly blinked them away and looked at you with furrowed brows

"Is that even a question, of course I do"

Overjoyed, you squealed as you clung onto Jamil’s side once again as he held you tightly and placed a warm kiss on the top of your head.

Leona Kingscholar !!

It was hard to drag Leona out of his bed to join the festivities during Christmas season, so you came up with an alternative! Spending Christmas in bed!

You watched the snow slowly fall from the sky from the bed as you laid on it with Leona who was peacefully sleeping behind you, an arm lazily held your waist to bring you closer to him. He helped keep you warm, you prefer being like this rather than relying on the heater. His room was dark but comforting, the moon being the only source of light.

You opened your phone and checked the time

11:57pm, December 24

A wide smile was plastered on your face as you turned over to face your boyfriend

“Hey Leona” you whispered as you poked the lion man awake, he gave a low groan before cracking open one eye to look at you, his ears perked up slightly at the sight of your face’s big smile

“Your gift is gonna take a while, it’ll be way past 12am if I give it to you any later”

Leona adjusted his position, his head rested on his arm while he looked at you tiredly, his tail betraying his exhausted face by lazily swaying in the air, showing off his curiosity.

You stood up and grabbed something out of your bag, returning to the bed with your arms hidden behind your back

“Leona?” you called, getting a hum in response from the man in front of you “Close your eyes for a bit, and don’t you dare fall asleep!”. He closed his eyes as you ordered and you pulled out the forest green box in front of him, you stared at the box for a bit while your head rested on the plush pillows before your eyes landed on Leona again

“I know you’re not a fan of sentimental things, so I’ll keep things short”

You quietly opened the box in your hands “You can look now”.

To say Leona was surprised is an understatement, his eyes were wide, ears perked up, and tail completely suspended midair, after a few moments he finally calmed down and gave you a small laugh

“I can’t even tease you for this one, herbivore, and what else can I say except ‘I do’?”

You screamed and quickly hugged the beastman in front of you, his arms found their way onto your waist and pulled you closer to pepper your face with kisses.

Malleus Draconia !!

The night air was cold on your bare skin, it pricked it in a relaxing way. There you sat down on a secluded field in Briar Valley alongside Malleus. The sky was clear and the stars were in full view, every one of them shining down on you and him. You held something bright in your hands as well, a ring that shone like the stars you were both so entranced with hidden inside a black box.

A small chuckle erupted from Malleus and you looked over at him confused

“This reminds me of our first meeting, it almost feels as though the stars we stare at now were the same ones from all those years ago”

You laughed along with him as you both reminisced about events from years before, it feels like those years passed by in a blink of an eye, now you’re here proposing to your boyfriend, remembering the times you screamed to your friends about your not-so-subtle crush on him.

You both settled into a comfortable silence, glancing at your phone and seeing the time.

Only less than 5 minutes until 12:00am, December 25th.

You sighed in an attempt to relax yourself before quietly grabbing the box from your pocket, Malleus noticed this and asked you what the object was.

You slowly turned to face him before opening the box to reveal the ring, Malleus looked at the box then you with his mouth slightly agape, emerald green irises stared at you in surprise.

He quickly enveloped you in a hug, his head rested on your shoulder, you felt the large smile on his face which caused you to smile as well

“You have given me the best Christmas gift anyone could ever give me, dear” he said, voice barely above a whisper but you heard it loud and clear “It may be quite obvious now but my answer is ‘I do’”, you clutched onto him as you both landed on the fresh grass below you in a fit of laughter “I already know”.

The night was filled with soft ‘I love you’s and small chuckles, both of you unable to keep still like two children when announcing the engagement to Lilia, Sebek, and Silver, all three of them ecstatic and offering plans for the wedding.

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duskymrel · 6 months

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More TWST as actual incorrect quotes from my friend group

to spare any confusion i'll be putting a ^ on the lines said by yours truly have fun kids don't get anybody pregnant

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^Ruggie: What if you removed my mask only to see it was my throat you just slit?

Leona: That would suck

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Idia: I’ve made all the Call of Duty men my father figures

^Lilia: Oh I fucked them

Idia: Yeah I did that too

Silver: *bombastic side eye*

^Lilia: Bro your kids are gonna have extra chromosomes. 2 for 1 deal.

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^Ace: I think I’m actually possessed by Satan

^Ace: …Fire daddy

Trey: *concerned staring*

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Epel: There’s a big goo monster trying to eat my brain rn

^Ace: Dw I’ll slurp it out

Jack: Don’t stick a straw through his ears >:|

^Sebek: There’s a ballerina dancing gracefully in my brain rn to the derpiest music

Ace: I have that meme of the plush of Donkey from Shrek sitting on the toilet and starts flying stuck in my brain

^Epel: ….I wonder what brains taste like???

Deuce: Part of my frontal lobe is missing :)

Epel: THE BITE OF 87-

^Ace: The only bite of 87 was when i bit ur mom last night 😏

Jack: *deadpans judgementally*

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^Cater: My first mistake in life was beating my siblings to my mom's egg

Idia: I could’ve beaten future presidents and people who could’ve changed the world but here I am now and I like goldfish and making memes

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^Ace: *tearfully* bozo

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*Floyd, to ^Riddle (i was Riddle)*: If this were Wings of Fire and I were an animus, I would curse your mother to only digest a third of what she eats and force her to throw up intestinal worms after every meal forevermore

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Cater: HELP I did not just say that citrus in plural is citri 😭

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Azul:

Floyd:

Azul:

Floyd: Oyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyo-

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^Rook: You are a beautiful individual

Vil: No you

^Rook: *sits up, stares him down*

*Rook and Vil*: *leans in, staring each other down*

Vil: No we’re not

^Rook: Are we about to kiss right n- HOW DID YOU KNOW !!!!??!?!?

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^Leona: If my parents won't support me then at least my bra should

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Teacher: There are certain parts of your life where you get free money—graduation, when you get married, when you have kids, etc.

Leona: *deadpan*

^Ruggie: Man you’re not getting hardly any free money in your life except for graduation 💀

Leona: No, no, I am getting married. The tax benefits are *does a chefs kiss*

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Teacher: Who wants to play with a calculator and make a hypothetical life situation

^Jamil: But what if I get hit by a car tomorrow

Kalim: Then I’d take out whoever hit you

^Jamil: What if it was you

Kalim: I can’t drive

^Jamil: That’s why I got hit

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Malleus: I’m not killing you

^Lilia: Meanie

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boomtastics · 1 year

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Is this how you challenge me!?

Character(s) | Savanaclaw

Type | Headcannons + Drabble

Oh no! You left your stuff animal at his room before you left for a trip!

Leona kingscholar !

What is that?

Why is there a bunny pillow thing on his bed?

Well atleast it soft that's what

And it smells like you...

! A cute ping comes from his phone, normally he would ignore it but it was the special one. "Hey leooooo, sooooooo funny story I accidentally left my son in ur room so could you like be a good dad and take care of him? THANKS BYEE MWAH MWAH LOVE U <3"

........You're fucking stupid.

Hes ONLY taking care of this stupid rabbit cuz it's yours that the ONLY reason. Sure hun

Ruggie Bucchi !

FINALLY!!! HE GETS TO REST!!!

Oh! His beautiful bed and he's finally laying in it at a normal time! What the fuck.

WHY IS THERE AN OVER-SIZED AVACODO ON HIS BED???? HELLOO????

Well atleast it's soft and easy to snuggle with while you're away

A catchy but annoying jingle comes from his NON EXISTENT ass. Answering the call, before he could talk he was shouted at by the other person. "HI RUGS SO I LEFT MY KID IN YOUR ROOM AND I CANT PICK THEM UP CUZ YOU KNOW I'M AWAY AND- JADE SHUT THE FUCK UP. Anyway could you just watch over them? Ok thanks you're the best!!! Bye love you!!!". As the ended he just stared into space.

You better be paying him.

Jack Howl !

working hard to keep them mucles 💪!

Going back to his room cuz he forgot a change of clothes 😱

..what is that? He doesn't remember his siblings getting it for him?

It's covered in your scent... must be yours then

Grabing his phone and going to his contact, finding you was easy; Like it was mucle memory.

"Hey, did you leave your plush in my room?" It didn't take long for you to text back.

"MY SON'S IN UR ROOM??? I've literally been looking for him everywhere! I thought some1 took him or he was sold! Could u take care of him? He's in ur room anyways"

Yeah sure, why should he be ashamed? It's yours and you asked him to take care of him. He's just being a good partner

AHAHA did this on a time crunch ty savana 4 only having 3 main members 🙏

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tempvstas · 2 years

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Hello! ^^ May I request some headcanons for the dorm leaders with a gn!reader who is basically the quiet kid in class and often carries a doll with them? Thank you! ^-^

Content Warnings: none

Character(s): GN!Reader(no pronouns mentioned), Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Kalim Al-Asim, Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia

Authors Notes: Hi guys! Sorry that I haven't been posting much, tumblr mobile is kinda doodoo so i wish i had my laptop with me :(. I feel like this was kinda all over the place cause i didnt rlly know where to go with this. aha ✨ writers block ✨. but regardless, i hope you guys like this!! Oh and one more, thing, I struggled with Azul's so it probably doesnt make sense lol, and uh Vil and Idia's is probably OOC, sorry abt that

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Riddle Rosehearts

what first caught his eye was the plush in your arms as you listened in to lessons

you didn't purposefully go out of your way to raise your hand, only answering when you needed to, like when a professor called on you

and after class he would see you quickly pack up your things and scurry away

Riddle won't force you to step out of your comfort zone if you aren't comfortable with it. Once upon a time, he might have because of his tendency to stick to the rules. But now, I feel he's much more lax about you bringing your doll to class with you.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona? In class? What a rare sight to see.

the one time Ruggie forced him to go to class he passed out immediately on the desk, sleeping through the entire class.

by the time he woke up, everyone else was gone, except for you, who was staring at him trying to tug away something from his grasp

looking down, he noticed he was resting his head on what appeared to be a plush, the soft texture tickling his face.

releasing the plush toy from his grasp, he handed it back to you with a huff, going back to sleep almost immediately.

he wont openly admit it but that was probably the best nap he had all day. so now whenever he's feeling tired, he'll grab you by the waist, pull you into the botanical gardens, and force you to skip class with him

usually he'll grab the plush resting his head on it, but by the time he wakes up, it ends up with his head in your lap and you not being able to feel your legs cause they fell asleep

Azul Ashengrotto

Oh? Your favorite item? Perhaps you could strike a deal with him and in exchange he could hold onto that nice plush of yours.

Azul would be lying if he said he didnt try to gain the upper hand on you, seeing how fond you were of your plush.

After his OB, its evident Azul has a soft spot for you. He won't directly try to force you into contract anymore

He'll oftentimes ask you to swing by Mostro Lounge, looking forward to seeing you shuffle in, arms clutched around your plush.

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim is an extrovert, so naturally I feel like he'd go out of his way to try and make friends, one of those people being you.

Like he deadass saw you at the back of the class, grabbed your hand, and was like, "you're my friend now :3"

he'll invite you to his extravagant feasts and such, making you out to be the guest of honor. However if you're not for parties, Kalim will understand, he wants to make sure that everyone is comfortable, so if you'd prefer to keep things on the down low, he'll oblige. He'll still be tempted to throw random parties in your honor though

Vil Schoenheit

You honestly never expected him to take notice of you, after all, Vil is like a shining star

What really caught Vil's eye was your work ethic. You're quiet but a hard worker, which he can respect.

It just puzzles him at times why you're reliant on the plush toy, after all, wouldn't it impede on your ability to do your work

he's moreso indifferent to the fact that you carry a doll, so long as you do your work,he doesn't rlly care

Idia Shroud

Idia has a lot of plushies and like figurines of his favorite anime characters so he can understand your attachment to carrying around something

he's also an introverted individual, so he won't outwardly approach you first, you have to be the one to initiate contact.

if you do end up talking with him at some point, he might just invite you to play games with him, and eventually he'll show off his collections to you, going into a hyperfixated state as he talks about each of his figures in detail.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus has lived for so long, so he doesn't neccessarily understand one's attachment to a material object. After all, it might end up breaking after a while so it's better to just keep memories of what once was.

but still you're his child of man, everything you do intrigues him. he practically scares off everyone with his intimidating aura so he'll hang out with whoever is willing to chill with him

though you don't say much, he finds your presence comforting to say the least.

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liviavanrouge · 2 months

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DogDay AU: Comfort

Jamil: *Frowns, working on Kalim's lunch*

DogDay: *Walks over and hugs Jamil*

Jamil: DogDay....

DogDay: *Pats his head* You're enough, I promise that youre enough...

Jamil: *Stares then looks down fighting back tears as DogDay hugged him*

DogDay: You're enough...

Jamil: Thank you...

DogDay: *Pats his back* You're enough

Jamil: *Hugs DogDay* ..Thank you...

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Leona: *Lays asleep, his hands behind his head*

DogDay: *Taps Leona*

Leona: *Opens his eyes and sits up* What is it, dog plush?

DogDay: *Hugs Leona* You're worth a million stars...

Leona: Huh...

DogDay: *Pats Leona's back* I cannot describe your worth in words because you have so much...

Leona: *Looks down* I'm....not a five year old

DogDay: You have so much worth, they'll realize it one day

Leona: *Stays silent, closing his eyes as DogDay hugged him*

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Azul: *Perks up when DogDay walked in* DogDay?

DogDay: *Walks over and hugs Azul* You are so amazing

Azul: What?

DogDay: You are the greatest person ever, to be able to keep pushing through all that bullying

Azul: *Stares with wide eyes stunned*

DogDay: You're alright....you're enough, you are amazing and you have come so far

Azul: *Trembles, tears falling down his cheeks* DogDay....

DogDay: I...am so proud to see you still standing after everything...

Azul: *Quietly sobs, pushing his glasses up as he rubbed his eyes* ...don't tell Jade and Floyd or the others about this..

DogDay: This will come with me to my grave, I promise

~~~~

Minako: DogDay...

DogDay: *Pulls Minako into a tight hug* You are strong and you are loved...

DogDay: Never let anyone else make you feel less like yourself

Minako: *Stares in shock* Huh...what-

DogDay: *Pats her head* You are loved, you deserve to be free and smile...

Minako: *Looks down fighting back tears*

DogDay: *Pats her back* Never let anyone tell you any different...

@anxious-twisted-vampire @writing-heiress @yukii0nna

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natewriteslol · 2 years

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Hi! Can I have a request/imagine where gender neutral MC asks the TWST boys a question: "Would you still love me if I was a worm?" as a random question; just for giggles?

Thank you!

A/N: We are doing the dorm leaders for this one :D

Riddle:

-You were in the middle of a study session in the library, completing homework for Trein’s class

-You all of the sudden looked up from your books and stared at Riddle

- “Would you still love me if I were a worm?”

-He looks up at you strangely, then starts to ponder

- “Well, if you could still be the same Y/N I know, then I would definitely still love you as a worm.”

Leona:

-You were both cuddled up on the couch

-It was completely silent, just how Leona liked it

-And then you propose the question, completely breaking the silence

-“Leona.”

-“Huh.”

- “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

- “...I would eat you if I had the chance, now go back to sleep and don’t ask stupid ass questions like that.”

Azul:

-He was in the middle of signing contracts and doing other paperwork

-You were sitting in the plush chair, feet up on the ottoman while you read a book

-It was comfortable silence with Azul occasionally muttering to himself, or asking you for something

-And then you popped the question

- “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

- “My love...what?”

- And then you repeated yourself, giving a “stern” look “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

-He laughed a little to himself before saying “Well, I would need to accept you in all forms. So,” he sighed “yes, Y/N, I would love you even if you were a worm.”

Kalim:

-You and Kalim were spending some alone time near the fountain in Scarabia

-He was giggling and putting his feet in the water and that was when you popped the question

- “Kalim, would you still love me if I was a worm?”

- He gave you a slightly confused look, before laughing

- “Hahahaha! You’re so silly, Y/N! How did you think of that?!”

- “But of course I would still love you if you were a worm. I’d talk to you everyday and give you the best snacks!”

Vil:

-He was in the middle of doing his skincare routine, cushioned by a plush seat with a glamourous mirror in hand

-You were sitting on the bed on your phone, before looking at his robed back

-“Vil, would you still love me if I was a worm?”

-There was a pause, and then he began to giggle

- “What type of question is that, potato?” He said turning around with a smile, coming close to you after finishing his routine.

- He let out a sigh as if he were thinking heavily about the question, pulling you into his arms “But, I suppose that I would still love you if you were a little worm. I would give you a fabulous enclosure as well.”

Malleus:

-You asked him to walk with you since you wanted to spend some alone time with him

-As you gazed at the stars and gargoyles, you went to catch his attention

- “Malleus, can I ask you a question?”

- “Of course, you can ask me anything.”

- “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

- “What a silly question, why of course I’d still love- wait? Have you been cursed, child of man?!”

- “No of course not! It’s just a silly question online, Malleus!”

-He’s a sweetheart, but it’s not good to have someone who isn’t exactly caught up on trends

-Elderly ass man-

Idia:

-You were both in the middle of playing Digcraft

-Your beds were right beside each other (in game of course) and as you both layed there waiting for night to fall you started thinking to yourself

-And then it hit you

-“Idia, would you still love me if I was a worm?”

- “Babe, w-what?”

- “Would. You. Still. Love. Me. If. I. Was. A. Worm.”

- He started to get nervous, wondering if you were being serious

-What if he answered wrong? Would you hate him?

- “But, I couldn’t do anything with a worm, Y/N?”

- “How could you not love me if I was a worm?!”

- “I’m sorry babe wait I change my mind I would still-”

- “It’s too late. The damage is done, Idia,” you said, feigning disappointment from his answer

-”Babe pls-”

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jade-qilin · 1 year

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lion’s lullaby | twisted wonderland (leona kingscholar x gn!reader)

notes: writing leoyuu fics is basically a coping mechanism at this point. LOL anyway have this silly little drabble i made because uni is making me sad and stressed but staring at Leona makes me feel better. also i realized that this is the second fic where leoyuu falls asleep together whoops lol

anyway i wrote this after 1am while deprived of sleep but regardless i hope you’ll enjoy it <3

details & content warnings: gn!reader + they/them pronouns, reader is depicted as an adult + as Yuu/the prefect, fluff with comfort, headcanon on Leona’s backstory (slightly), reader does their studies lol, can replace Yuu’s name with yours, no beta we overblot like men, sort of self-indulgent sorry, slight OOC for Leona but not really

ao3: xxx || no reposts; reblogs and follows appreciated

“Oi herbivore, come back to bed.”

Leona looks up from his bed with tired eyes, watching his lover pouring over their notes with a hunched back. A grimace adorns his handsome face as he hears them muttering to themselves, the latter being too immersed in their work to hear the beastman’s words. Leona pushes himself up from his bed, the plush mattress creaking slightly under his weight.

He saunters over towards Yuu, wrapping his long arms around their frame. Soft brown hairs tickle the prefect’s neck as Leona nuzzles his face under their jaw, peppering them with soft kisses. His tail flicks lazily behind him as he pulls them to his chest. Yuu jumps in their spot at the contact.

“Hey,” he nearly whispers, voice soft and deep. “It’s past midnight already. Come to bed.”

Yuu stares at the clock on Leona’s desk (it was a gift from Ruggie, with a very loud alarm), surprised to see how fast time had gone. The prefect originally came to Leona’s room to study in his company, preferring to have the lion’s soft snores in the background rather than the screeching voice of Grim and the spectral visits from Ramshackle’s ghostly residents. They had only meant to stay for a couple of hours before returning to their own dorm for curfew.

They sigh bitterly, looking at their essay with a disgusted sneer. Despite working on this particular assignment for hours now, Yuu found that they hadn’t made much progress at all. Everything about the work was overstimulating, making the prefect unable to focus.

Yuu leaned back in Leona’s desk chair, turning their head to meet their boyfriend’s temple. They bump their head against his and give him an apologetic smile before kissing him.

“‘M sorry, Leona. Didn’t mean to take this long. I’ll head back to Ramshackle now.”

But as Yuu lifts themselves up onto their feet, intending on packing up their materials, Leona’s strong arms keep them against his muscular frame. Forcefully, yet also gently enough, he drags the prefect towards his bed, pulling them both down as falls back onto the plush blankets. Yuu lays there stunned for a moment before trying to squirm out of Leona’s grasp.

“Leona, I need to go now. Curfew was a while ago and Grim’s probably worried I’m not back yet.”

“Hah? Who cares what he thinks?” Leona huffs, pulling Yuu impossibly closer to him as he rearranges his long limbs into a more comfortable position. “‘Sides, he’ll be fine. He knows you came to see me so he can rest easy.”

“I don’t have any pajamas here.”

“Can’t believe you don’t have any of your shit here, considering how often you visit. Anyway, you can just borrow one of my extra shirts.” Leona smirks, lips curving up against your skin. “You look better in my clothes anyway.”

Yuu punches against the beastman’s arms lightly, unable to hide the amused smile on their face. “Sounds tempting, but isn’t it against the rules for students to swap rooms without proper arrangements?”

“Oh, so now you care about those pathetic rules. Didn’t hear you complainin’ back when you made that deal with the Octopunk. What are you now, a second Rosehearts?”

“That was because I was otherwise homeless! Didn’t help that Crowley was completely useless then too.”

“Yeah yeah, whatever you say.” Leona rolls his eyes half-heartedly.

Truthfully, he wasn’t able to come up with a good retort since what Yuu said really was the truth. The only thing the housewarden knew was that he wanted his herbivore nearby; exam season had fallen upon the Night Raven College campus, and since the otherworldly prefect had to keep their grades up for both theirs and Grim’s sake, Leona and Yuu were hardly able to find the time to nap together like before. Leona respected his partner’s wishes to focus on studying, although it took quite some convincing (Yuu was coerced into surrendering a pillow and some other items so that their boyfriend could be constantly surrounded by their scent).

Still, nothing compared to taking naps in his bed together, or sharing a meal in the dining hall, or falling asleep to the sounds of each other’s voices late at night. Leona also knew the importance of rest, and that a human’s much more fragile body needed more time to recover than a beastman’s or a fae’s. That, on top of his own selfish desires, forced him to physically restrain you from leaving that night.

“You needa get that damn Grim to start working harder,” he yawns. “You can’t be working for two people like this.”

“I mean, it’s not usually that bad. More often than not, the homework here isn’t much harder than what I had to do at home.” Yuu hums before continuing. “It’s just… this particular assignment that’s getting to me.”

“You’re stressing out that much over one assignment? How bad can it be?”

“Crewel wants us to write an essay on some scientific compositions of rare elements found in Twisted Wonderland,” Yuu recalls with a sigh. “It shouldn’t be this hard, and I know I have a month until it’s due, but the element I was assigned is so rare that there’s almost no information on it! Like how am I supposed to meet the minimum length requirement if I barely have any content to begin with?

“And don’t even get me started on the fact that Crewel is very particular about how he wants students to compose their works. I can’t believe he has the time to be picky both about his fashion choices and school assignments.”

Leona snorts at the last comment. Ah yes, he muses. Crewel and his infamous nitpicky side. It’s a wonder I passed his class in my first year.

“‘M sure you’ll do fine,” the prince mumbles, feeling sleep overcome his body again. “You always push through your troubles; it’s one of the reasons why I asked you out.” One of the reasons why I became attracted to you.

When Yuu doesn’t respond, Leona gently pinches at their sides. The prefect gives an exaggerated sigh before throwing their hands up.

“Okay okay, I give in. Let me just get into some comfier clothes then.”

Score, Leona thinks to himself as he untangles his limbs from his lover’s. He watches Yuu with earnest eyes as they move towards his messy wardrobe. The prefect picks out a cotton t-shirt with motifs from Sunset Savanna and a pair of Leona’s grey sweatpants that he would wear on lazy weekends. Yuu then walked towards the joint bathroom, closing the door to change.

When they re-emerge, it takes everything in Leona to not jump at them immediately. His ears twitch with delight, a purr threatening to escape from his chest as he eyes his lover in his clothes.

They really need to do this more often.

Yuu looked quite comfortable in Leona’s clothing, the shirt fitting them nicely while the waistband of the sweatpants were stretchy enough that they could fit snugly around their waist, held up by the black drawstrings that hung in the front.

Yuu shoves their uniform into their bag along with their school supplies. They left it on the floor and peeled back the cozy blanket on Leona’s bed before crawling under it. The prince’s arms stretch out, beckoning Yuu into his embrace. After settling in together, limbs intertwined under the covers and bodies flush against each other, Leona gives Yuu a few chaste kisses before reaching out to turn off the lamp on his desk.

However, he doesn’t fall asleep immediately, and neither does Yuu, if their heartbeat quickening was any indication. Leona frowned, not happy that troublesome thoughts continued to cloud his lover’s mind so late at night.

“Yuu…” he whispered, opting to use his lover’s real name as opposed to the teasing labels he gave them.

“Sorry,” they whispered back, their grip on Leona’s shirt tightening. “I might need a few moments to calm down.”

Had it been anyone else, the prince would have left the conversation at that before rolling around and falling asleep, but because this trouble was afflicting the person he cared for the most, he felt compelled to comfort them as much as he could.

And so, Leona began to sing, though with how quiet he was being, it sounded more like a poem with a rhythm than a lullaby, but hearing his voice and knowing how he was trying to help Yuu filled their heart with warmth.

The song narrated the story of a lion’s pride, featuring a young cub and its mother and father. In calculated stanzas it told the little lion to come home for the night, where the father would protect the pride, and where the mother would be there for the cub to cuddle up to. It emphasized the values of family, of community, and of protecting one’s loved ones.

The lullaby made Yuu’s heart flutter, and they smiled inwardly as they came to the conclusion that Leona suited both the parent lions from the song; with his strong arms to protect the prefect from harm, but also to soothe them from their troubles. When Leona finished, Yuu could feel the tension leaving their body.

“Is that a lullaby from Sunset Savanna?” they ask quietly. Leona hums against their forehead in affirmation.

“My mother used to sing it to me and Falena. She really valued family, and hoped the song would teach us how to care for our own in the future.” He then snorted. “Didn’t think I’d ever see the day where I’d use it.”

Yuu looks up from where they lay, their eyes tracing Leona’s resting figure under the moonlight that filtered through the large windows of his room. At first, they didn’t know how to respond; even after they started dating, Leona remained quite private about his family life, so the prefect understood that this was quite a vulnerable moment for the lion.

Yuu eventually decides to leave a long, soft kiss on Leona’s forehead before tucking their face back under his chin.

“Thanks,” they finally whisper. “I feel much better already. Goodnight Leona.”

The housewarden remained awake for a few more moments, this time confirming that Yuu had finally succumbed to their drowsiness. A ghost of a smile tug on his lips as he kisses the top of their head. He closes his eyes, tail curling around his partner’s leg gently before falling asleep himself.

Night, my love.

END

#ren writes #twisted wonderland #twst #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #leoyuu

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themaladaptivewriter12 · 5 days

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Title: Friend? Or Foe?

Part 3 of my “The Lion's Den” series! Part 1 and 2 here!

Parings: None

Summary:

Days passed, and Leona continued this weird behavior. One day Leona was in Mirai’s space, and one day he wasn’t. One day they were bickering, fighting like they hated each other, and the next Mirai was crushing hard as Leona helped him study for his Potionology test. It was weird. And he did visit often, even sometimes when Grim and Mirai weren’t there. And he could always tell he had been there. Mirai could tell from the way the cushions were rumpled, or by the way the throw was placed. Things were always a little out of place but never missing, and never messy.

cw: Arguments, light angst, bloody noses mentioned , fist fights (aftermath described), biting (references to my previous work in this series), smoking

a/n: Please Read: I don't wanna say this was graphic, but it all depends on your comfort levels as readers, so the warning is there. They do fight, but I wanna put it out there that Mirai is okay, he can hold his own.

a/n: This is not a "Bullies to lovers". Just putting that out there. I wanna show Mirai's and Leona's process of trust and eventual love.

Reblogs are appreciated, just use my custom tag, #TheMaladaptiveWriter12, if you do! (─‿‿─)♡

Cross posted from my Ao3: TheMaladaptiveWriter12

Life went back to normal after Mirai’s stay at the Savanaclaw Dorm. Ramshackle was still standing, Grim was Grim, and on Monday, classes started anew. And of course he got dozens and dozens of confused, and also concerned looks from student and staff alike, but what could he do, he looked terrible. And of course Ace, Deuce wanted to know who’d lay a hand on their best friend, and of course Professor Crewel wanted to light the whole campus on fire in overprotective rage, but Mirai didn’t care, he had more important things to worry about. Like his relationship with the man who gave him the black eye, Leona Kingscholar. Mirai was still crushing on Mr.Tall, dark, and handsome, but he couldn’t make heads or tails of it. Like, he was pretty certain the lion hated him, but if that was the case, why was he being so-

“Oi herbivore,” Leona called, “let’s ditch.”

Nice?

Mirai didn’t know how or why he ended up following Leona to the Botanical Gardens, when they should have been in the lecture hall, but here he was, sitting in the grass as Leona got comfortable under a tree. Mirai watched him for a bit, wondering what his aim was, because if there was anything Mirai learned since being dropped here was that not one of the boys, except Kalim maybe, did anything without some type of ulterior motive. Nothing really was out of the kindness of their hearts. Take Azul for example, not one of his good deeds, his contracts, were out of the kindness of his heart, each and everyone of them for his own gain. Or Ruggie, he never does anyone a favor unless he gets something two times more in value in return, namely money. Even Leona was infamous for doing it, even if what he wanted in return was peace and quiet.

“Trouble tuning the lights on up there?”

Mirai jumped from his musing, eyes locking onto Leona who had presumably been staring at him the entire time. Mirai pouted petulantly, with a roll of his eyes and busied himself with doing some homework that was due next period. Leona chuckled at his pouting, a smug look crawling it way onto his roguish face as he relaxed into the plush grass once more.

Some time had passed and Mirai was still stuck on one of his history homework questions. It was on the Fundamentals of Magic, and their Founding Fathers. The question was simple enough, but when you knew nothing of the world you were spat into, the simplest of things became a challenge.

“Since you’re not gonna let me nap in peace,” Leona gruffed, “tell me what’s got your tail twisted in a knot.”

“I-I, uh, sorry,” Mirai muttered, taking a hand from his hair, a habit of his when he was frustrated. And now that he thought about it, he must have been sighing as well.

Leona snapped his fingers to get the Prefect's attention, “Show me.”

Mirai reluctantly made his way to Leona’s spot in the grass before sitting beside his head. Leona took the worksheet from Mirai with his free hand and read it over.

“This stuff is elementary,” Leona scoffed, “I knew you were kinda airheaded, but not this bad.”

“And who knew the Great Leona Kingscholar could be a dunce,” Mirai quipped back.

“What was that?” Leona sneered.

“How ‘bout turning those lights for a second and think about what you just said,” Mirai smirked, throwing Leona’s words back at him.

Leona actually seemed to stop and think it over, and it seemed he caught on for he sighed with a grumble. “Give it here.”

“Gladly,” Mirai smiled.

Leona ended up spending the rest of the period helping Mirai, he even went as far as to teach him an old elementary school rhyme on how to remember the important names and information. And this is exactly what Mirai was talking about. Leona Kingscholor, the third year notorious for not doing anything unless he got something in return. The man notorious for hating tedious and irksome tasks, the Beastman notorious for not sticking his neck out for anyone unless it pertained to him, was helping Mirai Yuhara, Prefect of Ramshackle Dorm, the seventeen year old without a mark to his name, or an asset, with his History homework.

“You got it? Or do ya need me to run over it one more time?” Leona asked.

“U-Uh, I, uh, one, one more time,” Mirai stammered, “And uh, could you help me note the, uh, the important parts?”

Leona snapped his fingers for the notebook and a pencil, and Mirai scurried to pass them over. Leona sat up a bit as he went over it all once more, writing as he spoke. Mirai tried to take all the information in, he really did, but then again, maybe he was taking in a bit too much information. Like the way Leona’s ears twitched when he spoke, or the rasp in his voice, or the way the light from the Botanical Gardens glinted off chocolate waves, and beautiful earthy skin. Or maybe it was the way Leona’s tail swished lazily in the plush grass, or maybe it was the greens of his eyes that looked like deep pools emerald, eyes that held the warmth of a summer’s day, eyes that were now currently boring holes into Mirai’s soul-wait! What?!

Mirai jumped, mind reeling as he realized what he had been doing for the past-whatever minutes, instead of paying attention to what Leona was teaching.

“Mind telling me what’s so interesting about me instead of what I took the time out of my nap to teach you?” Leona gruffed.

“W-Wait, I was paying attention, I swear! I-I-I, ugh,” Mirai groaned, sighing as he ran his hand through his hair, “It’s as you said before, I’m an airhead. Always have been, I honestly think it’s something deeper, but never got tested ya’know? My mother used to tell me that I had trouble listening and following directions as a toddler, and I think the accident made it worse, scrambled the brain and whatnot, an-”

Mirai realized he was rambling, and oversharing, again, and promptly shut his mouth, annoyance overpowering his embarrassment. “Forget all of that. It’s as you said, I’m an airhead. So if you please, one more time?”

Leana didn’t say anything as he stared over again, and Mirai was grateful. He really didn’t want to explain himself, but he couldn’t help but wonder why Leona didn’t say anything. Was he just as embarrassed as Mirai was, annoyed, or did he just not know what to say? Mirai willed the thought away. He’d ponder later, but right now, he wanted to actually pay attention, he didn’t want to waste anymore of Leona’s time than he already did.

As the week passed, Mirai couldn’t get their impromptu study session out of his mind. He just couldn't figure out why he’d help him out like that. Not only did he interrupt his nap, which was the biggest crime to commit against Leona Kingscholar, he also wasted his time by zoning out, and despite all of that, Leona still helped him with his homework. He couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

Making his way through the Ramshackle’s front door, Mirai realized it was unlocked. That Grim, never remembering to lock the front door after he leaves. With a huff of annoyance, Mirai made his way in, shucking his shoes off at the door, he’d have to scold Grim when he got back.

“Honey, I’m home,” Mirai hollered to no one in particular, as he made his way into the lounge. It was a little something he did that got a little giggle from himself every time.

“Welcome back. Dinner’s on the stove.”

Mirai screeched at the raspy voice, his phone fumbling in his hands as he tried to catch it before it shattered on the floor. After Mirai got his bearings did he realize that lying on the couch under the stairs where the sun's afternoon rays were the strongest, was Leona Kingscholar. His molten chocolate tresses cascaded over the couch cushions, and his yellow Savanaclaw vest was balled up underneath his cheek. His sandals were nowhere to be found, probably left by the door, courteous, and on the far right armrest lay his gloves and belt.

“Le-Leona?!” Mirai stuttered.

“That’s ma name, don’t wear it out,” Leona muttered.

“Wha-What are you doing here? And how did you get in? You didn’t break the lock, did you?! Because if you did, I swear-”

“You swear what? Whaddya gonna do, Herbivore?”

Mirai went silent and pouted petulantly and Leona smirked like the smug cat he was.

“C’mon, Herbivore. I’m not that messy. That furball let me in when he was on his way out,” Leona supplied, stretching out across the couch.

Mirai thought about poor Grim. He probably was shaking in his fur when Leona approached him. Mirai sighed, “So what are you doing here?”

“Taking a nap,” Leona yawned, getting comfortable once more, “The guys won’t think to find me here.”

Mirai sighed again, knowing he wasn’t gonna win against Leona, not even in his own home. So he just ignored him as he left the lounge to make his way upstairs to get comfortable for the rest of the day. After Mirai changed into some comfortable clothes, made himself a snack, and made his way to the other couch in front of the tall floor to ceiling window. Drawing one side of the curtains to lessen the glare on his laptop, Mirai made sure not to deprive Leona of his sun, as he got comfortable before starting his homework.

The two of them sat in silence, but it was a comfortable one. Leona dozed quietly, the occasional snore, or sigh escaping his lips. And if he shuffled a bit to change positions, the old springs and frame of the couch creaked and squeaked in protest. On Mirai’s side of the room, the click-clack of Mirai typing on his laptop filled the silence, and if you tried hard enough, or had a heightened sense of hearing like Leona, you could pick up the quiet melody from the music Mirai had blaring in his cheap earbuds.

Time passed, but neither of them acknowledged it. The skies went from blue to orange, the sun's rays got warmer as their light changed from their soft yellows to deep golds. Dust motes danced across the room with the light rays as their stage, the dorm creaked and whined with every kiss of the breeze, but even after all of that, time seemed to stop. Nothing mattered, the world didn’t matter, nothing but the quiet moment in the Ramshackle lounge.

Leona awoke from his nap, slowly regaining the workings of his own body, becoming aware again. Like being aware that his right arm was asleep from sleeping on it, the annoying feeling of pins and needles crawling its way along his skin. He was aware of the fact that he somehow was lying with his tail wrapped around his hip, he was aware of his full bladder and empty stomach, and he was aware that he was still there on that crumby couch in the Ramshackle Dorm.

Distantly Leona wondered about the time, but didn’t care enough to feel around for his phone. If his dorm needed him, he’d deal with it later. Cracking an eye open, Leona eyed the Ramshackle Prefect. Mirai lay lax across the right armrest, his homework forgotten, his earbuds still blasting whatever noise he called music into his ears.

Leona sighed, sitting up, stretching his arms over his head, letting the kinks in his back pop loudly as he yawned tiredly, his mouth wide, teeth sharp. Checking his phone after fishing it from between the shoddy, torn, threadbare cushions, it was half past seven, and he had several missed calls from Ruggie. Great, he definitely was gonna get an earful from that little scavenger. Leona quietly gathered his things, his feet light and tactical on those worn and neglected wooden floors. Double checking one last time, Leona scanned the room, tired green eyes landing on the prefect once more.

Later that evening, Mirai was awoken by a hungry Grim and as he sat up, the throw he liked to keep on the rocking chair pooled into his lap.

Mirai asked Grim if he noticed, but the little monster hardly noticed anything that didn’t have to do with food or himself. But he did notice the increased visits from Leona, claiming that the sleep Housewarden was “cramping their style.”

And he did visit often, even sometimes when Grim and Mirai weren’t there. Sometimes Mirai would come back from classes and find him sleeping on the couch, but most of the time he wasn’t. But Mirai could tell he had been there. He could tell from the way the cushions were rumpled, or by the way the throw was placed. Things were always a little out of place but never missing, and never messy.

Ugh. Mirai was mentally berating himself for not making his way to the courtyard. That way he could cover more ground, that way he could get some help, but no, he made the stupid decision to hide in one of the bathrooms, and it just had to be the one on the farthest wing of the school. Just his rotten luck.

Mirai really needed to stop running his mouth. He and Grim were surrounded, it was six against one, well, two if you counted Grim. There were the two guys from Savanaclaw, a guy from Diasomnia, two guys from Octavinelle and a guy from Pomefiore, all of which were ready to beat him to a pulp.

“You don’t have your little entourage to help you now,” the blonde Pomefiore student sneered.

“Got nowheres ta go,” the Bobcat Beastman growled, closing in.

Mirai’s eyes darted for any openings, anything to help him, anything to get him out of this situation unscathed. But the more he looked, the more he searched, the more he began to panic. Then his eyes landed on Grim.

“Cat’s land on their feet, yeah,” Mirai muttered, his eye cutting to Grim, who he pushed behind himself.

“Whatcha whisperin’ about over there?!” The Leopard laughed, “Ya better be whisperin’ your prayers that you’ll be breathin’ after we’re done with ya.”

Grim sneered, “I keep telling ya I ain’t no cat.”

“Well let’s just hope you do,” Mirai muttered.

“What are you talkin’ abo-”

With a swiftness, Mirai snatched Grim up by the scruff of his fur, and chucked him across the room. Grim wailed, little stubby arms flailing as he flew, and luckily he landed on all four paws near the door.

“Hey,” the long black haired fae from Diasomnia shouted, ducking lest he get a face full of fur.

“Run Grim! Get outta here,” Mirai shouted.

“B-But-” Grim stuttered.

“Go get some help! Just go!”

The Leopard Beastman growled loudly, turning his attention to Mirai, and one of the Mers turned to Grim. Grim gulped loudly and scurried through the door and down the hall, the Fishman hot on his three pronged tail. Mirai hoped that that little cat got away.

“Leave the familiar be,” the blonde from Pomefiore said, “By the time his little legs can carry him, we’ll be done here.”

Mirai swallowed, his eyes narrowing.

The white haired Bobcat was first to lunge, Mirai evaded him, but the brown haired Leopard took his left, his literal blindside, and Mirai wasn’t as lucky. Mirai tried to rip his arm from his grasp, but the Bobcat rounded his right again, getting a hold of his right arm. Squirming, Mirai thrashed and kicked, his sneakers sliding as skidding across the slick tiled floors.

“What happened to all that talk, Dear one?” the Octavinelle student sneered, taking his time walking up to the three. “It is you who said you could take us all in a fight, yet you were the first one running.”

Mirai grunted as, yanking his arms, trying to free himself, “Shut up, fish face. Yo-”

Suddenly, the Mer snatched Mirai’s face between his fingers, squeezing hard, “Listen here, you waste of skin, some of us worked too long and too hard to get here, and I’m not gonna sit here and be insulted by someone who’s getting-”

Mirai spit in his face and the first punch was thrown.

Ploink. Ploink. Ploink.

The faucet leaked above Mirai as he lay there on the bathroom floor, watching the sunset through the small windows close to the ceiling. The forgotten bathroom was bathed in a serene golden glow, the warmth of the sun seeping into his skin. Gentle. Overbearing. Overheating.

Ploink. Ploink. Ploink.

Pound. Pound. Pound.

The faucet was dripping in time with his pulse, it was annoying. His head was pounding, so was his eye. It hurt to think, it hurt to look anywhere else but up, it hurt to breathe. Mirai reached up to his face, his fingers coming back a mottled red. Sticky. Tacky. Familiar.

Ploink. Ploink. Ploink.

Pound. Pound. Pound.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

His nose was clogged, swollen. He was pretty sure it was full of blood, and he was pretty sure he shouldn’t be lying like this, but far from caring. Not that he could sit up anyways. His breathing was shallow, his heart was beating slowly, and the slow waltz between the sink, his head, and his heart was making him nauseous. Mirai just hoped he didn’t blow chunks down his shirt. Because that would just be the icing on the cake.

Leona smelled iron before he even registered that that sickly thick scent was blood. Leona wouldn’t have cared, it wasn’t any of his business, but that scent was strong, too strong, and for some vile reason, it was oddly familiar. Leona traveled the empty halls, looking, searching, following the scent trail to the source. Leona turned the halls, his pace quickening a bit as he wracked his brain as to why he knew that scent.

Ruggie and Epel flashed through his mind, but they didn’t fit the bill. Ruggies blood wasn’t rich, it was always too thin, too light. With that fact, Leona made a mental note to up the little runt’s wages. Epel on the other hand normally smelled too sweet, but it was also rich, and balanced. The kid didn’t bleed much, not around him that was, but it wasn’t him either.

Mirai pulled himself up steadily, sobbing as his injuries twinged with fiery hate. His thighs screamed, his arms shook, and as another wave of nausea washed over him, his knees threatened to give. But he pushed himself to stand, managing to lean his weight over the counter, and when he did, he was panting hard, a cold sweat dotting his brow.

Mirai looked at himself in the mirror, and to be frank, the person staring back at him looked so alien to him, yet so familiar. His face was swollen. His lip was split on the left side, and his left eye, his left eye was already starting to bruise, the discoloration of his eye tinged with an angry red. And it hurt so much. His clothes were no better. His shirt was torn, with blotches of red staining it in certain places. He was wet, scuffed with dirt, his shoe was missing and his bag was in the toilet. Mirai swallowed a sob as he turned on the faucet, letting his head fall into the sink, watching the red run into pink down the drain.

Leona turned one last corner, and here, here it was strongest, and steadily getting stronger. Leona inhaled through his nose deeply, and the smell assaulted his senses. Why could he smell it so heavily? Why could taste it so vividly, like he was able to drink it down like a fine wine? Leona closed his eyes as he followed his nose. He could feel its warmth, he could feel it as it passed through his teeth, as red washed over his tongue, as the blood dripped passed his lips and down his chin. He could smell a mixture of deep iron, rich, yet so light. But he couldn’t see its owner. He could smell dust, sand, lavender, lavender. Lavender!

Suddenly Leona could see that small room he kept as a junk closet. He could hear the clutter around the falling to the floor, the things inside shattering. He saw that mop of blonde hair, he saw those bony shoulders as his own hands grabbed them, pulling, then red. Red. Red. It filled his mouth, his nose, he felt the warmth. The warmth from Mirai.

It was Mirai’s blood.

Mirai was scrubbing his hands when the bathroom door burst open. “Ya missed the show, come back another time,” Mirai sneered, not bothering to look up from the sink.

“Oi! What happened?!”

Mirai snapped his head to the door, expecting to see Ace, or Deuce, even Professor Trein or Professor Crewel, but not Leona.

“Ya got mud in your ears? What happened?!”

“Wha-What are you, what are you doing here?” Mirai asked absently, “Where’s Grim? Did he send you?”

“What?! No! I haven’t even seen that furball!”

Mirai’s mind was everywhere for a second, before he promptly shut off the water, pushing past Leona to leave, “I gotta go. I need to find Grim.”

“Whoa, whoa. Hold up. Where are you going?” Leona snapped, grabbing Mirai by the shoulder, but instantly regretted it as Mirai hissed in pain.

Mirai wrenched his arm away, fresh hot tears filling his eyes, “Ya got mud in your ears?” Mirai shouted, once again using Leona’s words against him, “I need to find Grim. They were after him too!”

Leona rolled his eyes, “That can wait, we need to get you to the infirmary.”

“No, it can’t wait. Grim he’s-he’s-”

“Hey, hey. Calm down, it’s-,”

“I-I-I don’t nee-”

Leona sighed before hauling the Prefect into his arms, and began to make his way down the hall. “It’s furball we're talking about. He might always be startin’ trouble, but you and I both know he’d rather set the school ablaze, than be caught with his tail between his legs.”

Mirai seemed to shrink in on himself. He was still missing a shoe, his bag was in a wet heap on the bathroom floor, and his clothes were wet and dirty, yet, here Leona was, holding him like he was a newlywed princess.

“So Infirmary first, Grim second, and then you’re gonna tell me who did this and what happened.”

Mirai didn’t say anything, only nodding as he clutched onto his phone for dear life, trying to force away the flush that was already making its way onto his freckled cheeks.

The Infirmary was empty, the nurse nowhere to be seen. Mirai’s heard of him, the other’s said he was a little too rough, and a bit of a quack, but Mirai’s never seen him. But that didn’t deter Leona from sitting the Ramshackle Prefect on one of the beds before turning to get some supplies. Mirai thought this scene was oddly familiar, well, maybe it was because he had watched it dozens of times in Anime and read it many times in Manga. Gosh, now Mirai was getting nervous. Leona rolled one of the stools and a medical table up to Mirai and sat down, pulling on a pair of rubber gloves. Okay, now he really was nervous.

“What?” Leona gruffed, raising an eyebrow.

“Whaddya gonna do?” Mirai asked skeptically.

“Open heart surgery. Lie down,” Leona deadpanned.

“Leona, I’m serious.”

“What do you think Ima do, you idiot?! It’s just bandages and disinfectant! It ain't rocket science!”

Mirai quieted, turning his gaze away from the Beastman in front of him. Leona sucked his teeth in annoyance, but proceeded anyway.

Leona started with gently pulling Mirai’s right hand into his left, the Perfect twitching slightly, but he didn’t pull away, his eyes trained on the world behind the window. Taking the cloth he had sitting in some hot water, and gently dabbed at his knuckles. Mirai whimpered, trying to pull his hand away, but Leona didn’t let him, tightening his grip in warning. Mirai shut his eyes tightly, still not looking his way, and relaxed his arm. Leona took that as his sign to continue.

Leona dabbed at the cuts once more, watching the prefect's face closely, as he made sure they were clean and free of any residue.

“This might sting a little,” Leona whispered as he went for the disinfectant. Mirai didn’t say anything as he shut his eyes once more.

Leona pressed down on the nozzle, the spray coating Mirai's fist, and the blonde immediately tensed up, his fingers clawing at the Beastman’s palm.

“Why are you helping me?” Mirai muttered after the burning dulled a bit.

Leona scoffed, “Don’t needa reason.”

“But that’s just it,” Mirai growled, a sudden flash of anger burning beneath his skin, “you do! Every single one of you, do!”

Leona looked taken aback before his eyes narrowed, “So now I can’t be nice?”

“Since when are you just nice?” Mirai said, rolling his eyes, “There’s always something innit for you.”

“Yeah, I ain’t just nice, but I’m not about to let ya bleed on the bathroom floor.”

“Why not?”

“Because ’m not not heartless.”

Mirai huffed, looking back at the setting sun.

“Did it hurt,” Leona asked quietly as he taped up Mirai’s fingers.

“Don’t remember it” Mirai muttered quietly.

“What’s that ‘pposed ta mean?”

When Mirai didn’t answer, Leona sighed and went back to what he was doing.

Cleaning up the rest of Mirai’s arm was just like his hand, he’d tense and pull, but never said a word. But Leona knew the more difficult task would be his face. Leona stood up to replace the water, and get a new cloth, and when he got back, the Prefect was still looking out the window, his face void of any emotion. Leona distantly wondered if the Prefect was scared, or if he was tired.

Sitting back down Leona stared at him for a bit, taking in the bruises and cuts on Mirai’s face. He didn’t look like himself, he didn’t look like the guy who’d take on the world all by himself, he didn’t look like the guy who would idiotically do anything you dared him, even if the reward was one corn chip. And yeah, Leona got that those weren’t really good qualities, but it was what made Mirai, Mirai.

“Hey,” Leona said quietly, slowly reaching for Mirai’s face and turning it towards himself. “Look at me.”

Mirai wasn’t quite looking, he wasn’t quite there to begin with, and something akin to fury, fury and something else he couldn't name gnawed at the Beastman’s stomach. But what he did know is that when he found those guys, he’d tear them apart.

“Hey,” Leona called again, “any light’s on up there?”

Mirai flinched, wincing as Leona ran the cloth across his busted lip.

“Did it hurt?” Leona asked again.

“Yeah,” Mirai mumbled.

If the other was referring to his lip or the initial beating, they both didn’t know.

In the end Grim was okay, he was safe, and Mirai couldn’t be happier. Mirai got his shoe back, which he was grateful for, since they were his only pair, and as for his bag, it belongs to the trash now. The guys, who Mirai may or may not have instigated a fight with, were never identified, and five days later, Mirai’s phone was fixed, thanks to a little blue haired half student, and upon leaving for the day one morning, a new expensive school bag sat neatly in a cardboard box on his doorstep.

Mirai sat under the awning above Ramshackle’s door, watching the rain pelt the pavement below, thinking. The skies were a dark gray, the winds punishing and cold, but for some reason it was comforting. For the first time, it seemed that this world finally aligned with how Mirai was feeling, that it was finally on his side.

Days passed, Mirai's face healed, his bruises healed, but something about Leona changed. A cigarette sat forgotten between red bitten lips as chipped black painted nails scratched at the healing scrapes on his knees, watching little beads of red bubble up from beneath his skin. Mirai sighed, pulling his shorts back over his knees, not caring if the hems stained. It wasn’t like he and Leona were friends, but something just, he didn’t know, shifted.

The third year didn’t invite him to skip class anymore, he didn’t send him of stupid tasks like getting his lunch, and he didn’t crash in Ramshackle’s lounge anymore. He hadn’t even seen the man in passing, it was like he became a ghost, and it seemed he was the only one concerned about it. It was weird, but then again, it all was weird to begin with.

Mirai sighed deeply, watching the smoke become one with the clouds. He thought back to that afternoon, gosh, he could hardly remember most of it. Of course he remembers how he got there, and how it started. He remembers making Grim leave, he definitely remembers spitting in that jerk’s face, then getting punched, but after that, nothing. The next thing he remembers is being the floor, and the pain that followed. Maybe it was that, maybe after Leona had seen how pathetic he looked that day, he realized just how weak and useless he was and decided to cut him off.

“Yeah, right,” Mirai scoffed to himself. It was never like he was important to Leona anyways. It wasn’t like he ever had a chance.

“Oi human!”

Mirai turned around and Grim stood behind him, his little paws crossed over his little nose.

“Yeah?” Mirai snickered.

“Your phone’s ringing,” Grim said, voice sounding nasally.

“Coming,” Mirai muttered, snuffing out his cigarette in the stone beside him.

Picking up Grim, Mirai headed inside, shutting the front door behind him.

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— random headcanons —

Synopsis: random headcanons with some of my favorites <3

Warnings: cursing, and not proofread

Game/ fandom: twisted wonderland

Characters: Leona, Floyd, jade, cater, and trey

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: hello! Listen… I know there’s requests in my inbox but I’m actually really enjoying writing for twisted wonderland! I hope none of you mind, as I know it’s not really what many of you follow me for, but either way I hope you enjoy! Have a great rest of your day/ evening! :D

— Leona —

Leona isn’t very accustomed to the cold weather in the fall, and winter at NRC, so he wears a sweater during that time. Coziest sweater you’ve ever seen too.

As we know he doesn’t really care if he leaves his stuff around, but will probably lecture you if you do the same. I don’t know why but I can kind of see that for him.

Leona: “mc why did you leave your wallet just laying around? It’s gonna get stolen you know.”

Mc: “Leona you did the exact same thing… like a week ago…???”

Probably one of those people who can “smell rain” or “smell when it’s gonna rain”. Like you’ll be eating lunch together outside and he’ll just furrow his brows and say “let’s go inside it smells like it’s gonna rain” and even if it was the sunniest day of the week… it’ll rain! He’s right like 95% of the time.

I think the idea that Leona will say something to someone and ruggie will be in the background like “YEAH YOU HEAR THAT YEAH YEAH” like hyping Leona up as he sits there just ಠ_ಠ

He spends a lot of time in the botanical garden, and sure, granted he spends the majority of his time sleeping in the botanical garden, but I think he can actually name, and recognize a fair amount of plants that he’s seen in there. He’s not interested in them, but what else was he gonna stare at when he’s ignoring ruggie as he’s trying to drag him to class.

Wears an uncomfortable amount of leather and animal print. Listen if no one else will say it then I will.

Has awful music taste. Like it is just… horrendous. It is either really great songs to cry to but awful to just casually listen to, or just plain awful music.

— Floyd —

Floyd my beloved <3

I get the vibes that he’s a Dick to play against in basketball. Not even because he’s tall as hell, but because he’s so… all over the place, and if he gets frustrated then it’s over for the other team. He’ll try to win the game as quickly as possible, and just be so obnoxious. (Loves if Mc watches his games though <3)

I like to think that he gets bored in class and so he doodles on his paper a lot. The teacher will receive a homework assignment with drawings of fish, being absolutely devoured by sharks, or even simple things like what he had for lunch that day.

Collects shoes. The type of guy to walk into a store and walk out with like 4 pairs of old shoes that are dirty as hell. It’s fine though cause he’ll clean them up and they’ll look good as new within a few days.

I think it’d be interesting if he knew how to do things like knit. Jade taught him because Floyd was curious about what it was, and so now Floyd just had the knowledge of knowing how to knit. Doenst mean he does it often if at all, but he just knows how to.

Probably has one of those little octopus things that when you turn them inside out have a different face on them. He uses it rather often. He only uses it cause it’s “a weird human thing” and he thinks it’s cute.

Mc: “Floyd you’ve gotta do homework, or crewel is literally going to kill you.”

Floyd: *flips octopus plush inside out to the angry side*

Mc: “Floyd…???“

I would like to make this clear, Floyd is smart. Like very smart. So, he feels he can just glide by in classes. He cannot. Please remind him that he cannot just skip potions class, even if he does know most of the things taught :’)

Picked up a lot of slang when he came to the surface. Combine that with mermaid slang and everyone around him is just like “tf did you just say???” but no one dares to correct him, nor ask him what he just said.

— jade —

Probably smiles when texting someone he’s fond of, but like… a sinister smile. Like everyone looks at him in fear when he smiles at his phone while texting when in reality he’s just texting kalim about a project they were partnered for HEVHS

Really likes food. He likes cooking food that involves mushrooms for sure, but aside from that he adores trying new food that may or may not involve mushrooms. Like you’ll eat out with him, and he’ll suggest a new place every time. JAVHAVA THEYRE ALL SO RANDOM TOO like they’re in really weird places, and with some of the weirdest names. Always have really good food though.

Talks out loud to himself a lot. It sometimes is the most random stuff too, like “could a person fit in that tire?” LIKE HUH??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN??? If you ask him about it he’ll just be like “oh no don’t mind me just thinking out loud” like mkay… just please don’t do something illegal.

Has really steady hands. It’s really random but like his hands will not shake whatsoever, unless he is like having a really really bad panic attack which is super rare for him, like once a year rare.

Mc: “wow your hands… are really straight…”

Jade: “why’re you so concerned about my hands??? Hm mc???”

— cater —

Literally holds hands with anyone he’s close with. He’s very physically affectionate even if you’re just friends, like he wants people to know… that you two are friends, or dating. Like they have to know. It’s just an instinct for him.

Has those vines in his room. The ones down below. Yeah. He has those. (I literally took this picture, these are my… wall vines. THEY LIGHT UP TOO (caters also light up))

Probably collects things like shoes, stickers, phone cases, you know things that are useful, but collecting them is… unnecessary. Even gets the expensive ass stuff too. Like if a pair of shoes is like $180 but… they’re in his favorite color, and he doesn’t have that pair yet so… what the hell why not.

Scrolls through MagiCam until like 1am. I am a firm believer that his sleep schedule is so fucked, but he still is like fairly energetic and full of life throughout the day. (Probably drinks energy drinks to achieve that though) he’ll even go to the kitchen to get a midnight snack, but if you run into him he’s SO MEAN. LIKE DAMN HES SO FREAKING CRANKY TvT

Mc: “cater… what are you doing in the kitchen”

Cater: “what does it look like I’m doing I’m microwaving soup. Dumbass… I’m sorry.”

Probably hates getting flowers for some occasion. This is kinda random but he strikes me as someone who has a lot of allergies, and he’s allergic to pollen as well. And he fucking h a t e s flowers. For no reason too! Roses are whatever, he’s surrounded by them all day at the dorm, but anything else and he’s just like “wow… thanks. *tosses out flowers*”

— trey —

I feel he has a lot of habits from taking care of his siblings. Like since he’s the oldest he typically reminded his siblings to eat something, grab them something, remind them to brush their teeth, you know that kinda stuff. And now he does it with his closest friends.

Trey: “did you brush your teeth yet?”

Mc: “…no big brother tray omg so sorry I forgot ಠ_ಠ”

I typically hate and I mean, hate headcanons on what characters smell like. Like it’s just a weird ick for me. But trey smells like cinnamon and bread like all the time.

I feel like I’ve said this before but trey is blind without his glasses. Like literally cannot see in front of his own nose, he has thick ass lenses too.

Mc: “trey look at how amazing this is!”

Trey: “you stole my glasses I can’t see shit.”

Also does the thing where when he laughs but like in a way that’s like “oh my god you’re so stupid it’s funny” he has an instinct to put his hand to his face, and under his glasses. Idk man his hands are probably really hot that’s why I… I wrote this. *cough*

Has a collection of books but they’re all on like… the history of food/ cooking. He strikes me as a history nerd… but he also enjoys baking and cooking. Why not combine the two together????

His siblings paint his nails when he’s at home for break. He always has something with him to remind him of them too. They’re not particularly far away per say, but he misses those dorks very much <3

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takalzuoom · 2 years

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Ok, first of all CONGRATULATIONS FOR THE 500+ FOLLOWERS 🎉 I wanna join the event (need more angst-comfort damn), soooo Leona Kingscholar with general prompt no. 7, i hope it's ok to use to use general prompt for the twst characters, still THX & CONGRATULATIONS 🎉

hi hi!! and omg it’s totally okay!

i was about to do heavy angst at the end but then i remembered you wanted angst- comfort 😦

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i hope you enjoy 😈

leona x gn! reader - general prompt 7

It was quiet in the palace.

No birds chirping, no breeeze swaying, no servants bustling about, doing their daily chores.

But over and all. It was quiet.

The perfect time to take a late after noon snooze. Absorbing the suns rays as he would be able to drift of-

No.

This happened before.

He was here before. At this very moment- but it wasn’t here.

Sitting up from his bed, hands sinking into the plush of his mattress, he looked around his childhood bedroom, ears twitching fro a sound. For a skuttle of a mouse. A crumb dropping, a door closing.

For you.

Where were you.

Almost gasping at the coldness of the tile, his feet hesitantly slid against it as a shot of ice shot up his spine. Hairs on edge as his head jerked to his door. Shut. Isolating him from the rest of the palace.

He stared at it for a few seconds. Expecting something to happen. A knock, a barge in, a slight opening that cause the henges of the old door to creak eerily.

But no. There was nothing.

Hesitantly, he got out of bed, the springs groaning in relief as he looked out the window. Nothing shielding him from the outside.

The wind tickled his skin and caressed his hair, it’s warmth beckoning him back to bed like an enchantress would seduce some drunken sap

But the dull ache in his head and the twitching of his ears stopped him.

There was something he needed to do. Something he needed to stop.

“What am I missing” he mumbled, scratching his head as a big, tearful yawn escaped him. Stretching as a few clicks were heard, his body tingling as he sighed.

There was a clatter.

Ears snapped in that direction as he quickly made his way towards the sound.

Soft padding of his feet was all he heard as he made his way to the other side of the bed, leaning on the dark oak bedside table as he leaned down to see what fell.

A necklace. More importantly. His necklace.

The one his family gave him that honored I’m as a prince. It was more valuable than water in sunset savana. So why was it not on him?

“Y/n” his blood stopped at the sudden warmth of the savana mocked him. Slowly the sun set, taking it’s sadistic light with him.

He threw himself over the bed, ignoring how the plush mattress tried to suck him back into it’s comforting embrace.

He didn’t have time to sleep. Didn’t have time to think as he had to stop Ruggie, his servant and errand boy from killing you on his orders.

Jumping from the violent wind, the scene in the savana stared to come to life. The sun closing his eyes to the soon to be atrocity, hiding beyond the looming mountains, as echoing howls spread across the savana. Puddles and holes tripping him as he kept his eye on the tree.

You weren’t supposed to be at that tree at that time. Farena was.

He was supposed to die. Supposed to forcibly hand over you and the throne to him. The younger brother.

But just like in past- or rather other present. You were there.

You were under the acacia tree he told you to stay away from. Begged you to.

He couldnt think about what you were doing, but he last found you there book disgraced on the ground as liquid seeped from your puncture wonunds. Your limp, paling body cradled in his brothers, trembling hold. Eyes peering up into Leona’s asking- yelling to know what happened.

He never did forget his brothers eyes. The look a beray yall, pain and anger all swirled up into one, ugly monster as your soul slipped further and further away.

He couldn’t stand that happening again. It wont have that happening again.

Pushing his legs to run harder, he raced to last sliver of visible sun as th grew closer and closer. His legs getting heavier and heavier as the palace was long from view. Long from mind as he spotted you and Faerna, perched under the tree. Together.

Swallowing his spit- his pride, he ran faster.

So much had gone wrong that day. So many mistakes that led to your death.

You weren’t supposed to be there, Ruggie wasnt supposed to get a Egyptian Cobra, and he was supposed to be there earlier.

To finally ask you out instead of his brother. To celebrate new beginnings like the change of day to night in the savana.

He didn’t care if you belonged to his brother at this point. He just wanted you to live.

His eyes stung as his arms and legs started to badly ache. But he was close. So close, too close to falter or think, to wipe the parachuting tears, to think of a plan B.

“Ruggie!” He yelled, noticing the hyena’s headshot upb before bending back down. He could practically hear his friends' annoyed grumbles as he crept faster. He was too far away for his brother and you to hear his shout to Ruggie.

He closed in a few more yards, tall grass wiping around violently in his dust as he kept up the brutal pace. This was the fastest he’s ran in a while. Spelldrive not requiring much energy unless against it’s Diasomnia.

“Y/n! Faerna!” He screamed, noticing Ruggie’s silhouette creeping closer from the side. And this time, he gained both your attention, feeling his blood boil at the fact that you both just waved. Still both seated against the tree. Still lounging around, still oblivious to the amount of danger that you’re both in.

A frustrated grunt left him as a cackle rang through his head, the sudden stinging of his toes and crack from his jaw as it barreled into the ground, meant nothing.

His tumbling at his lose of footing meant nothing. The scratches new and old that started to fester on his body meant nothing as his nails dung into the ground hoisted him up.

Knees buckling from shock as he pushed his lungs

“Y- Get out of there! Now!” He yelled, body fighting mind as Ruggie made it to the tree.

Why wasn’t Faerna aware of RUggie. Why didn’t Ruggie get caught. Why didn’t you listen to him

His heart dropped.

He was distracting you. He was giving Ruggie the perfect cover as Faerna started to get up, jogging towards his younger brother.

No no no no no- this couldn't be happening again. Not again. He’s so stupid. Like playing into the jaws of fate.

It was like a thread untangling, making ore and more sense and points started connecting and everything came to light. As if everything were already set in stone by fate.

“Fuck fate” he said, pushing his body to the limits as he saw the whites of his brothers eyes. Passing him in an instance as he called after him.

“Ruggie!” He roared, heart and blood pumping, his adrenaline kicking in as your puzzled look bore into his distressed one.

It was like stop had slowed.

The snake slithering out the bag and onto the branch closest to you. It’s molten grey body moving hypnotically as it’s beady, devilish eyes caught you. It’s next victim.

“Leona what are you doing?” Faerna’s voice highered in pitch, running alongside his beatened brother as he went to stop him

“DOn’t- fucking touch me!”

HIs gaze was ripped from you for only a second, glare boring into his brothers wide eyes as he slowed his pace to a jog. Stopping as he looked past Leona’s abused body and to the tree where you laid.

“What are you… you snake” He whispered, joining in on the sprint to the tree

By now, Ruggie had retreated into the shadows, just like Leona told him to. Not bothering to stay for too long so his scent wouldn’t linger. But oh how he wished he did, so he could rip the cobra from the tree as he was the one closest.

100 feet. Please. Please

The tree shook, the few rustling of leaves doing nothing to distract you from the racing brothers

85 feet.

“Leona! Hey! You had a nasty fall there- you oka-“

“Get the fuck away y/n!”

You bit back a laugh. “What?” Obviously offended from the rude response he gave you, never talking to you like that ever since you were kids. As he would always treat you better than most. Better than his own famil, and not just because you were a guy.

“No. What if I dont want to” you huffed, sticking your nose back into your book, only to glance up at the bulletins lion.

“Listen! Now!” Faerna screamed, passing the withered Leona as he was 50 feet away from the tree.

“Fine, fine. Whatever you say losers! 46…” you mumbled, soaking up the words of your lat sentence before closing your book. Putting it under your arm as you got up from the tree’s body.

“Oh shit” you groaned, tripping over an ant hill as your book dropped to the ground, the dull thumping of the book distracting you from the leering black eyes and slithery tongue behind you.

But Leona knew you’d be alright, Faerna was about to get there andyou had went to get up. ‘Cause before you had just stayed there while him and his brother raced to get to you, you stupid herbavoir.

He slowed his sprint. Coming to a jog as he looked around for Ruggie. Though he knew it was useless, but he needed to look and think about something different, something other than you, the snake, Faerna and the damned tree.

Jogging over to the tree as he tried to catch his breathe he couldnt see the either of you. Nor the snake.

Fuck. What.

No.

He couldnt feel his legs- arms- lungs as Faerna’s crouched over body was where it was meant to be, curled over your own as his hair shook with each frantic look.

Until his golden eyes met Leona’s… and that was all he remembered.

Faerna’s eyes, your limp body, and the slithering of the snake.

Gasping awake, his body shot up like an arrow as he looked around, artificial lights letting him know he were inside, and multiple white beds showing that he were in the hospital wing.

No.

“I.. shouldn’t be here.. I have to go” he slurred, legs refusing to move as his arms gripped the edge of the bedside table. Every bone, muscle, and part of his body screamed for him to stop. To rest and take a nap like he loves to. To relax like he always had.

There was a groan besides him.

Stiffening as his ears twitches in it’s direction. His eyes hurt from how far they were trying to look behind them as his head slowly moved to the bed on his left.

Shifting of blankets and gurgles of nonsensicals, his eyebrows shot up as he finally faced the music.

It was you.

You were there, in front of him.

You were actually there.

Besides him. Sleeping like a baby in the infirmary.

He leaned over to touch you, your sleeping face scrunching at the jerk of his hand, also feeling the shock.

That small shock didn't matter as his gaze was still trained on you. Still in disbelief as it didn't sink in that he did it.

He actually did it. He changed the past. He changed the present, and he will change the future.

Struggling to move his leg, he ignored the chill of the floor and reached over. He just needed to make sure you were real was all. That all of this was real.

That you were sleeping peacefully next to him and not in the sky with father.

He needed to be sure.

But he knew the truth, he knew that he just wanted to feel the softness of your hair felt when he ran his fingers through it, a knot or two occasionally getting stuck in his sharp claws.

Or maybe he just wanted to touch your baby like cheek, the years of felting glances and devastating isolation, melting away like ice cream by your touch.

You had his full, undying attention. The flick of a hair or the movement behind your closed eyes didn’t go unnoticed by him, unchecked as he didn't care about Faerna or anybody right now. As you were finally safe, and he was finally given a second chance.

And Faerna would never tell a soul about his brother's interaction with you.

As a solemn smile made its way to his lips.

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