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sorbetisfruity · 1 year

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A little continuation of my Leona imagine because y’all liked it smmmmm🤞🤞

So turns out, you’re gonna be spending the night!!

Cheka BEGS and BEGS for you to spend just one night, because he missed you and wants to stay with you. He doesn’t wanna see you go again:(

And since you’re staying, Leona is staying too because there is no way in HELL he’s leaving you with his family.

(His brother and sister-in-law would’ve definitely stayed up all night asking you very embarrassing questions and showing you embarrassing pictures of him.)

Cheka is ecstatic once you agree to stay the night. You can’t say no to him, not when he gives you the most adorable puppy eyes you’ve ever seen!!:(

“So, where will I be sleeping? I’m completely fine with the couch, after all I know it’s uhm..short notice..” you nervously giggle out as Cheka clings to you.

“Oh, unfortunately none of our guest rooms are cleaned out for you. And we wouldn’t want one of Leona’s “friends” to sleep on the couch!” His brother says, winking at his wife.

“How about you sleep with Leona? I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.”

(They totally have guest rooms cleaned out btw. They just NEEEEDDDD you two to get together.)

And suddenly, your face is warm and red, and you can hear Leona’s feet hit the ground as he walks up behind you.

“Oh, I wouldn’t wanna bother Leona. I can be quite restless and I know how much he loves his sleep..” you insist, distracting yourself with Cheka as he messes with your hand, “trust me, the couch is fine.”

“If you didn’t wanna sleep with me, you could’ve just said so herbivore.” Leona teases, leaning against you as he yawns.

“It’s not that..i just can’t guarantee I’ll fall asleep right away. Knowing you, you’ll fall asleep as soon as your head hits your pillow.” You roll your eyes playfully, pushing him off of you gently.

“You’re practically falling asleep right now!” You say as you lean down to pick up Cheka.

His brother and his wife are laughing and awing at the little interaction between you two:((

“Yeah yeah whatever. I can just take the couch ya know.” Leona leans against the wall as he speaks, looking at you.

“What? Dude no. It’s literally your house, and your room. If anyone should take the couch then it’s me. I’m the one staying the night last minute.”

Leona gets off of his spot on the wall, coming over to you.

“Herbivore it’s-”

“So it’s final!! You’re staying in Leona’s room!” His brother interrupts, patting Leona roughly on the back.

“I..guess it is.” You say nervously, your cheeks turning red.

“Yeah I guess it is Herbivore.” You turn to Leona as he speaks. His tail wags furiously, hitting the floor and making loud thumps.

His cheeks were flushed too, and you really couldn’t tell if it was because of the savanna heat or the fact that you two were gonna sleep together.

“Well, come on. I’ll show you where my room is.” Leona says, grabbing your hand and yanking you along.

You put Cheka down softly, ignoring his complains and waving goodbye as Leona pulls you along impatiently.

So, fast forward, it’s night time and you’re trying to find out sleeping arrangements.

You’re insisting you can just sleep on the floor but Leona is not taking ANY of your shit.

At some point Leona just pulls you into bed and holds you close, wrapping his limbs around you.

“Now shut the hell up. I’m tired and you’re warm, so go to sleep Herbivore.” He says with a yawn, his warm breath hitting your neck.

You sigh, wiggling to get comfy as he holds you tighter and closer to him, trying not to focus on the fact that you two are so close.

You could feel his heartbeat and he could feel yours. It was clear he was a bit flustered and nervous about sleeping together too.

You end up falling asleep first by the way. It was a long day and you were very sleepy.

And for a little while, Leona just sat there and watched your sleeping face. Not in a creepy way of course, more of a “wow i can’t believe they’re here in my arms right now” kind of way.

And before he closes his eyes, he gives you a little kiss on your forehead. Then he finally falls asleep.

And since Leona is a huge fan of sleeping, there’s no way in hell you two are getting out of bed before 12 pm.

So his brother and sister-in-law come in in the morning and see you two cuddling, and saw that Cheka even snuck in at some point last night and is cuddled in between you two.

And all they can do is point and giggle and be in complete awe about how cute you three look:(((

You three really look like a family :(((((

(Btw yes, they definitely took pictures and will tease Leona about it next time he comes over.)

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst imagines #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst mc #disney twst #twst leona #twst leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland leona #leona x reader #cheka kingscholar #twisted wonderland cheka

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american-boyboss · 7 months

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Lions here typically kill prey at waterholes, and hunters often also do so. "Our experiment entailed animals at waterholes hearing in close proximity (∼10 m) either lions (snarling and growling), humans (women and men speaking calmly in locally used languages) hunting sounds or non-predator controls, all broadcast at the same volume (60 dB).

Fear of humans significantly exceeded the fear of lions throughout the savanna mammal community. Considering the community as a whole, wildlife were twice as likely to run and abandoned waterholes during the dry season in 40% faster time upon hearing humans compared with hearing lions.

#human super predator #super predator #current biology #liana zanette #biology #keep wild animals wild #science #western university #zoology

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bllk-hq · 8 months

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Ooh, wait! What would headcanons of Leona, Ruggie, Riddle, Azul, and Jamil with a fem reader who cooks and bakes delicious food for them everyday but does something extra special for them on special occasions such as their birthday or Valentine's Day?

twst boyfriend headcanons

~ cooking/baking for a B-DAY/Valentines Day ♡ pure fluff / gn. reader

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-[i] ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ း " Such a cute prompt (≧◡≦)!! I luv 💝 "

pairing] Leona, Ruggie, Riddle, Azul, & Jamil cw] . none

Leona -

He can't help but smile to himself. A sense of pride washed over him as you gave him a pastry.

Leona defiantly loves being token care of. Basically getting stuff is his go to. Without even him thinking about it, the second you give it to him- hes already half done eating.

This lousy lion probably is going to want more of your baking so beware. Leona would probably hang out in the vicinity when you are in the kitchen baking. Sometimes even peeking his into the room to see what your doing.

He would probably want to gate keep your baking from everyone else too.

But since he is not too much of a sweets type of person, he would request you to make at least something with protein in it.

I also could see Leona using the fact the you cook for him everyday as a flex on others. With him flexing on how your able to make delicious food for him- and would remind others of how lucky he is to have you. Reminding of everyone that their single.

He also is your taste tester for every dish that you make. Basically Leona is your very own kitchen cat who sits there and just watches you bake- or at least cook.

Leona hasn't told anyone this, but he pondered on the thought of wanting to make a special Afterglow Savanna cuisine for you- but he remembered that how long it would take.. and since he is lazy he shut down the idea. And instead he had everyone else in his dorm do it. Then after he would claim that he made your favorite dish.

Ruggie -

Pretty sure this hyena would appreciate any gift you give him! But he would love it even more if it was in the food category. Lucky for him you make him the most delicious food in all of 'Twisted Wonderland'!

And it's for him? Extra bonus points! Ruggie could never get over you baking stuff for him. He's used to giving people what they wanted, it's nice to have a sudden change.

Speaking of 'bonus points', this man would be so happy if you give him doughnuts. He would be over the moon basically. Ruggie would also ask if you could make food for him more often.

It has came to a point where he is constantly asking if you can make him food, where you have now became his personal chef.

This hyena boy is already so obsessed that his mind has now comprehended the certain smell of your cooking. He may also get a little annoyed when you give certain foods like the doughnuts that you would always give him- to other people. Ruggie wants to gatekeep your cooking forever.

Such as, if you both are in a public place like the Savannaclaw lobby- he would try and be sneaky and hide your baking from everyone else in the dorm.

Which doesn't help that much being how everyone in Savannaclaw has strong noses and big appetites. But he tries to hide it using his jacket, which wasn't the best idea because he got pounced on by Cheka when he came to vista his uncle.

Which not only cause Ruggie to get attention from everyone in the same room- but the whole dorm. Thanks to Cheka and his loud, cheery voice, Ruggie was getting mauled for doughnuts.

"S/O!- Err- Y/N! the box kinda'-" just then as Ruggie shout, Cheka ran off with the box of doughnuts. Originally only meant for him, as his valentines gift.

Riddle -

Riddle kind of just stands there and doesn't know what to do. Thoughts going through his head left and right, with him trying to analyze the situation.

You would probably have to repeat again that the food you made- is for him.

He would smile lightly, to himself as he would take the food that you made for him. Except he probably wont eat it until later, and wait until lunch or after school.

Riddle is really appreciative of anything that you give him, food, clothes, etc.

Without probably even him knowing, he's blushing and smiling like a little boy on Christmas. And would get teased by his dormmates later on about this.

He lowkey feels special about you baking him food on special occasions. It feels not longer like a made up scenario that would be in a book.

"Y/N, thank you so much for giving me..." He pauses as he looks inside of the pastry box you gave him. "A strawberry tart?!" Riddle's eyes shine as he looks at the tart.

His smiles widens as he looks back at you with a huge thankful smile. "Trey must have gave you the idea.. I feel bad for not being humble about this. But enough said, and thank you."

Riddle is probably the only one that can fully determine the difference between how you and Trey make tarts.

Even if you both would use the same recipe, Riddle somehow can always tell the difference. Which would either be through the flavor or the smell of thee strawberries. It's confusing really.

He would probably try and make you something in return either next Valentines day or your birthday.

Azul-

Gets very cocky. Azul would talk louder and start thanking you for the pastry that you are giving to him. The only reasons he's doing this is because he wants to make everyone jealous and show you off about how you take great care of him.

He probably is still exaggerating for the next 5 minutes. But his plan worked since people are glaring at him with jealousy. And it gets pretty awkward for you in a number of seconds.

Azul is also lowkey impressed with the your cooking ability. But he is not complaining. He likes having someone cook for him everyday since he is usually busy with the Mostro Lounge and being a dorm leader, causing him to sometimes forget to eat.

He usually prefers if you give him food in private since he doesn't always want unwanted jealousy and nasty looks from people. Floyd also gets whiny when he sees you babying Azul with food.

Though during sometimes when people are around and he's not trying to make everyone jealous, he turns a little quieter and smiles whole heartedly.

It's favorite when you just randomly give him a pastry when he works. It strangely makes him work more absorbed in his work before. Very helpful when he losses attention.

Azul also secretly wants to know some of your recipes from the food you make so he can add it as a new dish for the Mostro Lounge. He may also 'joke' around by saying that you should become a chef and work for him.

Azul also now can't leave your pastries that you gave to him, out in the open because Floyd will just end up eating all of them.

Jamil-

He really wouldn't know what to say. To him it slowly starts to get awkward because of previous attempted food poisoning incidents toward Kalim.

So he would closely inspect the baked goods and the box, with his eyes.

He's really not used to getting self-made food from anyone except for Kalim, so it's really special to him.

I could also see him wanting to cook with you sometimes.

But anyways he trust you enough so that you wouldn't poison him.

He would definitely want to share his food with you, he'll feel bad if he didn't.

Hence, if the food you made for him was self made, Jamil insists on helping you clean the kitchen if you haven't already.

Gets very happy when you spoil him with food though, and would want to bring some pastries or cooked meals too his family.

Also likes too call you his "Personal Chief".

Najima also loves your cooking/pastries too the point where she now has a habit of stealing Jamil's share of the food. They had a whole war because of this by the way.

(Jamil couldn't stop smiling the whole day).

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland imagines #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twisted wonderland #twst fanfic #riddle rosehearts x reader #jamil viper x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader

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kokofromwattpad · 2 months

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PLS I BEG YOU CAN YOU DO LIKE THE READER (F!MC IF POSSIBLE) DANCING IN A BALLROOM TO

https://youtu.be/no7DZe2JXQY?si=YcjMhFkk5TobsYRn

THIS. WITH MALLEUS AND LEONA AND IDIA ANY CHARACTER YOU LIKE

I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO IT AND I'M VERY HIGH ON THAT VID I'M CRYING BDHDHDHDVDH

BALLROOM ENDEAVORS

Featuring: Leona Kingscholar, Idia Shroud and Malleus Draconia

Plot: When he finally plucks up the courage to ask you to dance, you accept and make the night much better than it originally was

Cw:She/they prefect, unestablished romantic relationship, Leona x reader, idia x reader, mallues x reader (all separate)

A/N: I CNA FINALLT JUMP

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR:

Leona grumbled as he adjusted his bow tie, holding a flute of champagne in the other hand. Leona had asked the prefect to be his date to a royal ball that his elder brother was hosting to show off the growing prosperity of Sunset Savanna. Leona was obligated to go as he was still a royal prince and needed to make sure that his reputation was still in tact afterwards.

Leona had asked the prefect, a close friend of his, to join him at the ball so that he would at least have someone he recognized there and to make sure that his brother would stop pestering hum about arranged marriage for atheist one night.

The lion beastman had insited that the prefect should go on ahead without him and socialize a bit for a while. He watched the prefect as they conversed with a cheetah beastman noble fluidly. Leona felt a pang of pride ring through his chest at the thought that he was the one who taught them how to speak in such a way.

Slowly, Leona's brother came up from behind him and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. Leona whipped his head to look at him in surprise.

"I've seen the way you've been looking at them all night Leona. Why don't you go ahead and ask them to dance."

Leona grumbled at his brother's words on distaste.

"Okay, come on, listen. I'll ask the musicians to play a slow song for you, okay? So go and dance with them!" The king persisted.

Leona gave in and shoved his half empty champagne flute into his brother's hands and stomped over to where the prefect was.

When he arrived by their side, Leona gently tugged on their shoulder to make them face his way. He gave a strained smile at the prefect's company and then made up an excuse to get them away from the other man.

Gently, the lion beastman tugged them onto the dance floor and gently held her waist as the music played. Throughout the dance, the prefect would stumble, accidently step on Leona's toes and would apologise relentlessly whenever they messed up.

Once Leona felt tired enough from her blabbering, he leaned in and gave her a soft peck on her nose. He smiled light heartedly and said in a gentle tone, "Don't worry about what the other stuffy nobles have to say. You're dancing with me, so keep your attention on me."

IDIA SHROUD:

Idia stood in the far corner of the ball room, swearing large bullets of sweat from the sheer nervousness he was currently feeling.

His date, the ever so amazing Ramshackle dorm prefect, was stood right next to him as to try and keep him company. Needless to say, he was extremely touched and grateful at her kindness.

Idia's parents were thrilled to finally meet one of their son's friends, knowing how judgemental and normie repulsed he was. So safe to say that the prefect had completely won the boy's parents.

A song in the ballroom started, and the prefect's head was knocked up by the sound. Idia noticed this and said in a soft tone, "You can go dance if you'd like..."

The prefect looked at him and then at the floor. "Nah, it's all good. I don't want to leave and make you even more uncomfortable than you already are."

Idia looked at them for a hot second before gently grabbing their wrist and pulling them to the centre of the ballroom.

The prefect panicked, looking at their friend for answers.

"I've recently made a vr dancing simulation. It would be worth it if I had some hands on references for new levels."

That was absolute bullshit.

But the prefect smiled heartedly anyways.

MALLEUS DRACONIA:

The fae prince had invited his ramshackle friend to ball that was held to celebrate his birthday. Malleus was being swamped by other fae nobles for the majority of the night.

Once he was able to escape the herd of people following his every move (including Sebek), he was crept outside to the gardens to take a look at the gargoyles that he had come to love when he was very little.

There he was his friend sitting on a white bench with a thin, wrapped parcel in their lap. They were looking up at a gargoyle that Malleus had showed them before the party had started.

The prince sat next to them and smiled at them kindly.

"Are you not cold child of man?"

The prefect looked at him with a tired smile.

"Yeah I am. Forgot to bring my jacket."

With that, Malleus pulled his jacket off his shoulders and draped it over the prefect's shoulders. Immediately, it seemed as if she melted into the warmth.

Loud music could still be heard from inside. When a new song came on, the prefect commented on how this was their faviroute song.

Malleus immediately stood up and gently lead them a bit farther away from the bench.

"Did you know that this song narrates the love story of a troubled romance that had ended with a marriage proposal?" Malleus stated as he twirled the prefect around.

The prefect giggled a, "No I did not."

Mallues smiled at their laugh, it was definitely intoxicating.

The prefect and Malleus seemed to be in almost perfect sync. Each step Malleus would take, the prefect followed suite. Each twirl and spin they did made the two of them miss and wonder what expression they had.

By the end of the song, the prefect was out of breath from dancing for such a long time and Malleus was smiling like a love stricken teenager.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Leona #Leona kingscholar #Leona twst #Leona x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #Idia #idia shroud #idia x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia twst #malleus #malleus draconia #malleus twst #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #kokoscenarios #kokorequests

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 months

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The localization of Sebek's grandfather's name turned out to be quite a shock, not gonna lie.

But it reminded me of a post I made last year with some info from wiki.

Could it be related to this? Anyway, It would also be amusing if Sebek's mother were to be named Ibero or something :)

[Referencing this post!]

Wow, you predicted it 😳 Seer…

That’s for sure a possibility! Baul/Baur is depicted as wearing a crocodile’s mask and hails from the Sunset Savanna, so maybe the localization wanted to put emphasis on his animal origins instead of Egyptian mythos. It’s interesting that the TL team may have pulled from scientific names!

… Imagine if EN had localized Sebek as Sebec to match his grandpappy though 😂

On the topic of another name change, I think the localization went with “Falena” over “Farena” because the /l/ is also present in Leona’s name. In Japanese, it is difficult to distinguish the /r/ and /l/ sounds and they’re often treated as the same thing so translating words with the shared r-l sound into English often calls for creativity.

I think maybe we would be less put off by the changes if we weren’t so used to fan translations using “Farena” and “Baul” for so long, y’know? Recalibrating our brains to “Falena” and “Baur” will take some time and effort 😂 Personally I dislike name changes only because I don’t want to have to go back and retag older related posts… and then I’m also not quite sure what to call them when I speak about those characters in future posts. It can get confusing!

#twst #twisted wonderland #Leona Kingscholar #Sebek Zigvolt #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst en #twisted wonderland en #Farena Kingscholar #Falena Kingscholar #Baul Zigvolt #Baal Zigvolt #Bal Zigvolt #Baur Zigvolt #notes from the writing raven

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pinkie-pop · 6 months

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Hello so I saw that you aren't doing headcanons at the moment so perhaps you could do a one-shot on self-aware savanna claw & their thoughts on the reader.....just a thought, like their opinions or feelings?

Featuring: Gender-Neutral Reader, Self Aware AU, Yandere Twisted Wonderland

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There's something strange going on between Yuu and Heartslyabul.

Leona wasn't one to care for what those prissy boys were up to, but this was getting hard to ignore. Hushed whispers about a so-called "player" would reach him, causing his ears to perk up in curiosity.

They were oddly...aggressive, Jack noticed. Whenever he went up to speak to Yuu (which was not often, he swears), the others would all crowd around, doing everything they could to disrupt the two's time together.

It was all so strange, and only by tricking the first years did Ruggie finally piece enough of the puzzle together to report to the others. To say he was baffled would be an understatement. It would not at all be a stretch to say this information was enough to shatter his entire worldview into pieces.

Yuu... isn't human. They aren't a beastman, merperson, or fae. They weren't a robot like Ortho, either. No, they were something entirely different. They were something new.

A puppet.

But what use is a puppet without its strings? Without a puppeteer, the puppet is nothing. That's where you come in.

"They call them the Player," Ruggie says, hands behind his head.

"The Player?" Jack asks. "Why the Player?"

Ruggie shrugs. "Dunno. Maybe it's cause they're playing those Heartslyabuls."

"Don't be ridiculous," Leona says. "There's no way they're self-aware enough to name 'em it for that reason."

"You got any better ideas?" Ruggie asks. Leona flicks his tail.

"Forget it. No use wonderin' about it. If you care that much go ask one of the ducklings. I'm going to sleep."

"Ducklings?" Jack turns to Ruggie. Ruggie shrugs.

"Yeah. Ducklings," Leona says. "They follow that herbivore around just like ducklings. Now, get out of my room." The two leave, with Jack giving an odd salute out the door. Leona rolls over in bed.

The Player, huh..?

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When Leona overblotted, he expected a lot of things. Suspencion, expulsion. Hell, he even expected some of his dorm mates to turn their backs on him or call him weak. What he didn't expect was to have a hand extended to him in his time of need. What he didn't expect was for that hand to be theirs.

Leona didn't have any interest in the Player, not at first. But now? Well, he wouldn't mind seeing them around a bit more often. If only those pesky Heartslyabul students weren't always crowding around...it irritated him. Yuu didn't smell like anything on their own, so it was easy for someone like Ace or Duece to rub their smell all over them. It was annoying. Really annoying.

Jack and Ruggie have also become fond of the Player in the time that they've known them, Leona realizes. Of course they would would. Nothing he's gained in his life has ever been gained easily. That's okay, though. He'll win in the end.

This time, he won't settle for second place.

#yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #self aware twst #yandere leona kingscholar #yandere jack howl #yandere ruggie bucchi

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knapptapp · 1 year

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Without Me You'd Just Disappear

Yan!Ghost x Reader

Word Count: 1,970

Part 2 of Your Nothing Without Me

Part one Here!

Sometimes he comes in and sits on the corner of the bed. He really doesn't do anything but stare at you. A silent stare with cold dead eyes. Much to your surprise he never makes any move to touch you or close the distance you have created by flattening yourself against the headboard.

You don't dare allow yourself to look away, afraid when you look back he’ll be closer.

When he’s not there you allow yourself to look around the room. It's rather small, not much to look out for. There's one clock on the wall across from you but it's permanently stuck at 2:30. But you swear, out of your peripheral view you can see the hands click by.

And when you close your eyes and try to get some much-needed sleep you can hear it.

Tick Tock TIck Tock Tick Tock

You know time is passing. Because that's how reality works. You can count the seconds passing but only for a short while before the numbers meld together and you can't remember what comes after what.

You think you are going insane.

Every time you look back at the clock it's still stuck. Maybe time isn't passing. You must have slipped and hit your head on your way home. Bled out on the sidewalk before anyone could find you.

And now you are in hell. Or maybe purgatory. God was punishing you for your sins. He must be. What sins, you do not know. You try to rack your brain. Running through every decision you've ever made. But you keep coming up blank. Were your sins so bad your mortal mind can't even comprehend them?

At least it keeps your mind off of numbers.

You start to prefer the days where he sits on the end of your the bed. At least then fear takes over your mind and all you can think about is your heart ramming in your chest.

He didn't have a face under his mask. It was easier to think of it like that. Imagine him as anything but human The fear of the unknown and the imaginary monster your mind created was less tortuous than the knowledge that he was a real person

You know he’s trying to scare you because why else would he be wearing that horrifying mask? A skull. When you first saw it you thought it was made from a real skull, and that your own bones would soon join the college of horror. Now, you feel stupid. The more you start at it the more it becomes slightly less grotesque. There were no cracks or lines where pieces of bones would have been glued together. The material looks rough and dry.

If you ran your fingers over it you bet it would have the texture of chalk, leaving white dusty residue over the pads of your fingers. The only thing human about him, the one piece your mind can't twist, are his eyes. They are entirely human.

“Are you hungry?”

His voice catches you so off guard you think the clock has started talking to you. It seems like the more logical option. It takes a few seconds for your mind to process his words.

Are you hungry

You narrow your eyes at him. You keep your mouth shut, lips clamped tightly together. You are hungry. And your body is ever so self-centered, protesting loudly against your silence. One of his eyes widened with what must be the raise of an eyebrow. He stares at you unblinking, waiting for you to call your own bluff.

“It's been three days and you must be hungry.”

Three.Three.Three.

Three days of full purgatory and at the same time. Only three.

“Thirsty too I bet,” He says. Your mouth is a savanna desert but you don't say that. How long can humans go without water again? Five days? Four days?

“Just say the words and I'll bring you some food and water.”

Three days. Humans can survive without water for three days.

“Please.” You don't ever realize your speaking until the words echo back to you. Cracked and wheezy.

He stands up and leaves and you have a dreadful feeling he isn't coming back.

You close your eyes for only a moment and open them to the sound of clinking metal.. And a searing pain encompasses your wrist. Automatically you yank it towards you realizing too late it's your handcuffed hand. But the pain of metal cutting into skin never comes.

Instead, your hand hits your chest. You shoot up as soon as you realize you're free, cradle your burning wrist in your other hand. The skin is red and blisters, some of the skin has been cut through or rubbed off from your constant pulling.

“Don't think about trying anything. We both know you won't win.” He’s standing right next to you, handcuffs in hand. And he’s right. He's huge at 6'4 and 200-something lbs. Compared to him you're tiny.

The skull mask has been replaced with a plain black balaclava. It's the first time you've seen him without his skull mask and it just further breaks down the small amount of comfort you've created.

“I’ll treat your wrist after you eat.” He gestures to the bedside table beside him. On it is a tray with two plates of food and a glass of water alongside an old army med kit.

He walks over to the farthest wall where his chair had been placed and pulls it back to the bedside table. He places it down, mere inches away from the bed. The old chair creaks as he sits down.

Of course, he was staying. You half expected him to leave. But that's stupid. You are uncuffed with full access to the room and the door. You are being held against your will after all.

As silently as you can you scoot a few inches away. He stares at you, fingers twitching by his side with the urge to yank you back to him. But he doesn't, instead, he reaches over, picks a plate off the tray, and hands it to you.

The smell of food hits you and you rush forward to take it. It’s just some rice and vegetables but your mouth waters at it. Stomach loudly protesting once again.

He reached out to hand you something else. A fork the plastic kind. Doesn't want to risk you trying to stab him with a metal one. In all honesty, you hadn't even thought about it. Stabbing him or a fork. You would eat with your hands. Would probably get the food into you quicker.

Still, you take the fork, not sparing him a glance before you start eating.

You hear the clinking of plates and look up. Instead of the black mask you're expecting to see you are met with pale skin. He has his mask pushed up over his nose.

You could see his features. His nose, lips, and chin The expansion of freckles along the tiny bit of his cheeks you can see. For once he’s not staring at you, but instead at the plate he has balanced in one hand.

It's the same thing you have. With his other hand, he stabs a piece of broccoli with his metal fork and brings it to his lips. He’s eating with you. Like this is a normal fucking situation. Like you too are a couple eating dinner together and not a kidnapper and kidnapper.

You shovel as much food as you can into your mouth. Some weird part of you is glad he's no longer staring at you and seeing you eat like a rabid animal. Got to keep some of your dignity, right?

As much as your body demands and needs food, It is not happy receiving it. The first few bites make your stomach burn and when you swallow it sends you gagging which in turn, gives you a headache.

It doesn't really taste like anything and it's hard to eat with your constantly dry mouth but you keep going. You need food. You're just about to stab a piece of broccoli when a gloved hand takes hold of the plate and pulls it away from you.

You quickly swallow the food in your mouth and choke down a gag threatening to force it all back up again. You're too tired to try and get the plate back so you let him take it, hands falling to your lap, still clutching your plastic fork.

He places it back on the try, where he has already placed his own. It's close enough you could grab it back if you really wanted to But all you want to do right now is sleep. And water You desperately want water Your vision is starting to get blurry around the edges. You close your eyes to try and blink away the blurriness but your eyelids seem too heavy to lift again. There's a vague warmness on your shoulder and then a slight shaking sensation. It's the first time he's ever really touched you and frankly, you can't find it in you to care

Through the haze you can feel yourself being pulled forward, head tilted back with what feels like a hand supporting your skull. Something pulls your lips apart leaving briefly only to be replaced by something else within seconds. Something cold slowly pours down your throat.

A stream from god it must be. It immediately soothes your sore throat and gives your mouth some much-needed wetness. Liquid gold it must be. Something so precious and reviving. It trickles down until it's gone.

He moves you so you are laying back down, the warmth of a blanket covering you. There's the clinking of plates and then the sound of a door opening and closing.

You wake up periodically, always groggy and confused, only to fall back asleep almost immediately. He’s always there when you wake up. Sometimes on his chair, at the edge of the bed, standing ominously in the corner.

When you finally fully wake up, he’s staring down at you. Wide brown eyes unblinking. It startles you awake, and your brain is finally at full working capacity. You completely freeze, unsure of what to do. He squints down at you.

“Are you awake?”

Obviously.

You nod, ever so slightly, and he moves from your field of vision. You can hear shuffling next to you, but you don't turn to look. Instead, you choose to focus completely on the ceiling above you.

He’s pulling your arm, hand gripping just below the dried blood on your wrist. It's almost gentle. Almost.

Time ticks by. Or at least you think. You can't see the clock from your position. You wonder what it says.

There's some wetness on your wrist and it stings. Automatically your arm twitches. You turn to look at him.

He has some sort of wet wipe in his hand and is slowly working the dried blood away in a surprisingly soft manner. The med kit is open next to him, bandages, gauze, and other medical supplies spilling out.

You can tell your crying, just barely through your haze. Your cheeks are starting to get wet

Once he works the blood off he wraps your wrist with gauze and presses the lower half of his face against your inner wrist. You think he’s kissing you but you can't really tell with the mask.

He pulls it up and presses a proper little kiss to the bandaging before rising again to look up at you.

He leans in. You brace yourself for what's about to come, squeezing your eyes shut as tight as you can. His tongue makes contact with the bottom of your jaw. He licks a long strip up your cheek, licking up your tears.

#cod x gn!reader #cod x reader #cod x you #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon riley x you #simon riley imagine #yandere ghost #yandere cod

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kingconia · 7 months

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Hiii I love you writing so much <3

I would love to see the housewardens with a bi S/O. How would then react? (gn please)

A/N: Oh, as a bisexual, I loved working on this one.

(Beware: it contains my personal headcanons about some worldbuilding and different characters orientation. It is merely my vision—you have all rights to disagree.)

GN!READER COMING OUT AS BISEXUAL TO THE HOUSEWARDENS AND HOW THEY REACT

Riddle Rosehearts. ❤️

— ”Wait, what do you mean you are bisexual? So, you can speak two languages or what?”

— Genuinely apologising here, but I believe that he has no idea about LGBTQ+ community. You need to explain him more about it;

— I feel like he knows the basics like the fact people could date people their gender, but overall everything you say means nothing to him;

— Though, I also think that because of his deprivation in the social contact with people—and because I don't think his mother had ever spoke with him about romantical love in general—he has no prejudices about it;

— (I also headcanon that later on he defines himself as asexual, but it is just my vision—);

— So, Riddle attentively listens to all of your explanations, thanks you for the trust, and accepts you easily.

Leona Kingscholar. 💛

— Firstly, I headcanon Leona as the open bisexual. And secondly, I like to imagine that Afterglow Savanna is a very progressive place to live in. They are highly feministic as we saw already, and, I think they are very LGBTG+ supportive community;

— Because of that, I also think that Leona had no idea that not everyone are so supportive. That coming out could be a dangerous and unnerving thing;

— Imagine coming out to him, only to see him shrugging the unbothered king he is...

— But! The moment you tell him about it, or about your genuine concerns about sharing it with him, Leona fixes his mistake by comforting you;

— And, oh, I think he would love taking you on trips to the Afterglow Savanna, so you get to see how accepting and free his people are;

— (Lmao, I think that sometimes both of you could just lazily slump over each other, and checking out random people in the crowd, because why not?)

Azul Ashengrotto. 🩵

— Oh, I think that Azul is very touched that he was shared with this kind of information;

— He is aware how judgmental the world can be, and that sometimes, sharing with this even with your closest friends and family could be hard;

— And, Azul knows that most of the people would never trust him with these things. So, he accepts your coming out as something especially valuable for many reasons;

— I feel like he would be the ”embarrassingly supportive parent” type of person, though. Like the one, who buys you awkward t-shirts and cups with bisexual flags;

— Which might or might not to be followed by the stupid puns;

— If you ask him about his preferences, he would probably try to pull out the ”I am Y/n-sexual” card.

Kalim Al-Asim. 🧡

— When it comes to Scalding Sands, I kind of see them to the the opposite of the Savanna. Which means that I see their community as the old-fashioned one, with conservative ways of thinking;

— So, for Kalim I have two possible scenarios, that are quite contradictory?

— Scenario number one: Kalim is clueless about all of this stuff—much like Riddle, but even worse—and he is not very sure about his own preferences;

— However, he is willing to research about it more—with your guiding hand, of course—and you can be assured that he will support you, even despite views of his country about this matter;

— In the second one I see him as a closet bisexual, who tries to keep it quiet for an obvious reasons;

— Which leads to him, supporting you well. I also think, he would be an active fighter for LGBTQ+ rights, often participating in the Gay Pride.

Vil Schoenheit. 💜

— Well, he works among models, actors, singers and a lot of different starts;

— Most of people in there are either friendly, or the part of the community theirselves, and with Vil practically growing up among them, it is only logical that he is not homophobic;

— I love to think that he is the part of the LGBTQ+ community himself, though, I don't have a specific headcanon for him;

— But... I think, he is in the closet as well;

— Don't get me wrong, but Vil is a very private type of star. He likes to keep everything personal in the secret, and such things could easily became a hot topic in the social media;

— However, when you confess to him about being bisexual, he is instantly very supportive, and comes out to you in return. You can count on him as much as he counts on you.

Idia Shroud. 💙

— I actually headcanon him as aroace, that is why I am having a hard time writing romantic works with his character, but let's ignore this;

— Oh, Idia is a child of internet. More to say, he is a fandom person. There is no way, he had never read fanfics on Ao3, and had his own pairings, lmao;

— I also headcanon him as that one type of guy, who ships his classmates, but he would be strangely accurate with that;

— Nevertheless, I think he is so absorbed in the virtual world and his circle of online friends, that he tends to forget that not all the world is gay and that homophobic people exist???

— So, when you coming out to him, he just... Shrugs. Like, hey, you are not special?

— It is up to you if you laugh about it and take his reaction as it is, or point out to him that you were nervous about it. In the second option, he will apologise and reassure you that everything is fine. But the result in all the same, he accepts you.

Malleus Draconia. 💚

— ”Wait, what do you mean you are bisexual? So, you can speak two languages or what?” X2

— But, consider this: I headcanon that all fae are queer;

— So, Malleus might not know about labels, but he grew up in the place, where everyone is gay, so...

— He finds it fascinating—and annoying—how different humal culture is from what he knows. Malleus also find a hard time understanding why anyone would hate people for loving someone;

— He quickly reassures you that it is absolutely normal, and he wouldn't care less. He loves you so much!! Please don't worry!! (Ha-ha, Lilia had a crush on both of my parents, so—);

— ...And I also think that just like Azul, he would buy a very cringe merch. Like t-shirts with ”My Lover Is Bisexual!” or ”BI proud!” shit, lmao. He thinks it is sweet and hilarious, and you can't do anything about it. Sorry.

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim x reader #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia shroud #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader

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ceruleancattail · 1 year

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There has been a shocking✨ amount of yandere requests (0) so I’ve taken the liberty to write something for myself. MWAHAHAH-

Mine

Yandere Leona x reader

Tw: blood, mockery

Pressing bits of cotton into your right shoulder was not how you expected your weekend to go. It stung, fur brushing against your wound. Large, gaping holes bitten into your shoulder, bleeding a dark crimson. The liquid flowed into the cotton balls, blooming into ghastly flowers of red.

It’s been some time, yet the bleeding showed no sign of stopping. All you could do was press harder, trying your best not to wince. The pain bit at your shoulder, making your nerves screech shrilly at the contact.

The bed shifted, dipping behind you . You felt your rear shift, leaning back into something warm. A hand covered yours, warmth engulfing your fingers. A sigh, before a chin pressed into your left shoulder. Locks of brown cascaded down your shoulder, much like the raging waters of a waterfall.

A pair of emerald eyes met your own, a scar marking one of them. They stare at you, unblinking. A king’s gaze, waiting for their subject to speak.

You hold his gaze for a moment, before your head dips down. Hesitant, your lips tremble, before you force them open.

“Did you have to bite me?”

A grunt, before his arm snakes its way around your waist, pulling you closer into his chest. Close enough for you to feel his heart beating into your chest. A steady rhythm,perhaps an attempt on his part to lull you into a calmer state. Leona held you like someone who held a small, frightened animal.

It did little to ease your nerves.

Small, frightened animal… This could be used to describe a pet, or Leona’s Prey.

Based on the way he had no qualms about sinking his fangs deep into your shoulder, there wasn’t really a difference in the two.

“What about it?” A curt response, spoken in a lazy drawl.

“The bleeding isn’t stopping.”

Another sigh, before he poked at your hand. Leona’s hand took your place on the cotton, pressing it down. His mouth slipped onto your neck, pressing a kiss into it.

“Good. It’ll leave a scar.”

“I don’t want one.”

A growl, rumbling from the depth of his throat, vibrating against your skin. A warning, the thunder before the storm. You clammed up, pressing your lips together. Not another word.

“Yeah, sure you don’t. I can smell the stink of all your buddies on your body. It reeks. What are you, so easy that any guy will do?”

You remained silent. Times like this, it was easier to let Leona keep talking. Let him get all the frustration out of his system.

That was before a white hot flash streaked across your eyes. Pain. Blinding pain. Your shoulder screamed in protest as Leona dug his fingers into it, nails dislodging flesh, opening the wound anew.

Yelping, you try to move. Flee, run anywhere.

Anywhere but here.

His grip tightened around your waist, holding you in place. A chuckle, as dark as the night. You didn’t have to turn around. You knew he was smirking. Amused at your attempts to escape.

Where were you going to run?

Everywhere the light touches belongs to him.

You can’t escape from the king of the savanna himself.

Not when he’s so blatantly marked you as his, after all.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #x reader #twst leona #leona x reader #yandere leona #yandere twst leona #yandere leona kingscholar x reader #Leona kingscholar #Leona kingscholar x reader #yandere Leona x reader #I love yandere and I cannot lie yo!#all my brain cells can’t deny yo!

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bb-kawa · 1 year

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Kiss Cam <3

Crossing posting from my ao3 since i think ppl will like this fic. a03 link if you prefer reading there.

What will Falena do when Leona seems to be hiding the fact that he has a girlfriend? Rig a magical kiss cam to publicly embarrass the two, of course.

f/n = first name, third person

Did I steal this prompt from sporting events kiss cams and make it more dramatic? yes.

anyways Falena is hilarious in this.

side note: I interpret twisted wonderland as being an actual University where magical men and women attend. I don't think that matters for the specific fic though. reader can still be interpreted as being yuu.

Falena was annoyed. Irked. Displeased. Leona had finally, finally, brought home a love interest, or at least that’s what Falena thought she was; However, Leona refused to admit or even discuss the possibility that she was his girlfriend.

It was the Festival of Love after all in Afterglow Savanna, a three-day event that celebrated all types of love within the kingdom. Why else would Leona have brought home a girl if not to celebrate with her, but Leona didn’t specify if she was his girlfriend or not upon introduction. Furthermore, when Falena prodded Leona for answers, he basically told him to shove off and leave him alone.

When Falena tried to investigate, follow them around, and send spies after them, they always coincidentally appeared to be just platonic friends. A woman holding a man's arm could still be considered friends after all. That wasn’t a big enough clue either way. And when Falena had finally thought he was going to catch them sneakily kissing in a dimly lit hallway, they’d always be conveniently separated from each other.

However, Falena could smell them on each other. Her light perfume blended into Leona’s skin and when she passed by, Falena could clearly smell the earthy scent of Leona’s hair products. They must have been coming into at least close to close contact to justify smelling like each other!

There were other times too, that were as plain as day, that the two were so obviously in love. Leona would laugh with her. Falena could hear their snickers and teasing during various festival activities. Leona rarely laughed as much as he did with her. He looked at her with a sort of happiness Falena hadn’t seen since Leona was a child. Leona would also talk to her, speaking far more than he had the past four years since going to NRC and starting his work as a Prince of the Afterglow Savanna. Falena could barely get Leona to say more than a sentence to him sometimes, but here he was having these long-winded conversations with her.

So why was Leona hiding it? Was he ashamed of her? No that couldn’t be it. Leona would not have brought her otherwise. Was it because he knew it would annoy the entire family if he was as vague as possible about it? That was a possibility but seemed to be a bit of a stretch. They had apparently known each other since NRC but Leona hadn’t thought to bring her around until now? How could Leona decide to enlighten his family with a girl and then proceed to not introduce her as his girlfriend?

Furthermore, every time Falena tried to get the girl alone for a quick chat, Leona would somehow always swoop in like a knight in shining armor here to sweep his obvious lover away from revealing any sort of truth to the matter. Leona always pulled her away with a groan of ‘Don’t annoy F/n with your questions.’ Really, how could Leona consistently be so grumpy about it?

It really was starting to get to Falena. He was determined to find out the truth and the perfect opportunity to do so was going to occur later that evening. A special event was planned called ‘The eye of love.’ It was a yearly activity where a magical camera would pan the crowds showing couples that exhibited a blossoming love. It was an ancient spell mainly used for fun to embarrass couples and had been a main part of the festivities for centuries.

Falena politely, strong armed the yearly caster into making sure, no matter what, the camera would focus in on Leona and his friend. Was this perhaps a bit petty? Yes. Was this also a small invasion of privacy? Also yes. Falena was determined though, to thoroughly ignore his brother's reluctant feelings to find out the truth.

Why, one may ask, was Falena so determined to find out whether Leona had a girlfriend or not? The answer was simple, Falena wanted to make sure the one person that seemed to make Leona happy would be welcomed into the family. Instead, Leona had been corralling the girl away at any possible moment. Two could play this game. Leona wasn’t the only one that could play dirty.

Soon, the roar of the crowd killed Falena’s train of thought concerning his brother. He walked out onto the stage waving, sending out well wishes and hopeful phrases. The general announcements occurred as well as the small speech about hope and encouragement for the love season. Normally Falena wasn’t so impatient during this part, but he really wanted the excitement to start.

Finally, the magical camera, naked to the eye, zoomed around homing in on various couples of various ages. It was quite cute. The first couple to be shown was an elderly pair that seemed to finally admit their love for one another. The next two couples were younger, around mid-age, and were showered with the traditional flower petals for the event during their kiss.

Falena could barely contain his excitement as Leona’s face appeared on the magical screen. The crowd instantly recognized the second prince with a slight cheer. Excitement was strumming through the air. Falena’s smile slightly dropped though, when it appeared that Leona wasn’t at the event at all, but seemed to be walking in some sort of foliage area with F/n.

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“If you get in trouble for missing the eye of love event, I’m not gonna defend you.” F/n said. A smile appeared on her face as Leona helped her step off the rocky ledge.

“What do you mean? You’re my accomplice, you’re breaking the rules with me.” Leona responded as he looked back with a smug grin.

“That’s not what I’ll be telling King Falena.”

F/n didn’t have to be looking at Leona to know he was rolling his eyes as she trotted up behind him.

They had been walking for a good thirty minutes. Winding through a rocky path, up various hills. Honestly if F/n knew Leona was going to take her on a full blow hike she would have worn different shoes.

The path soon widened and appeared a large opening filled to the brim with green foliage and blooming flowers. There was a small opening to the left that looked over the grasslands. The sun was just about to set, yellow and orange hues filled the sky.

“Wow… it’s beautiful!” F/n said, running up to the opening admiring the view and the flowers. An excited smile graced her features. “This is what you wanted to show me? How romantic.”

“Always gotta get a tease in, huh.” Leona shuffled back and forth on his feet. He took a few steps towards her, grabbing her hands. His features softened and a slight anxiety bubbled in his chest. “F/n, I… wanted to ask you something.”

“Yes?”

“Actually, I wanted to give you something.” Leona said, reaching into his clothes to pull out a small box. He flipped the lid up revealing a red jewel hanging delicately on a golden chain. F/n's eyes widened, and she glanced back and forth from the box up to Leona’s eyes.

“This… this is for me.” F/n asked. She was shocked, while Leona often gave her gifts, they were usually just things F/n had recently said she wanted. While it was incredibly thoughtful of him to always indulge her whims, his normal gifts weren’t as elaborate. They were flowers, or a blanket for them to share during naps, not an incredibly expensive looking necklace.

“In my culture, giving a gift like this is… 2nd to a marriage proposal. It’s a declaration of intention. An intention to love forever.” Leona explained, bringing a hand up to F/n’s cheek. Leona was a bit scared, nervous to ask this. He had never met someone as wonderful as F/n. While he didn’t think she’d say no, there was a possibility she would maybe not prefer this life with him. “If you accept this, it also means you… feel the same.”

F/n smiled; a nervous feeling fluttered through her. She couldn’t believe it. Leona and her had been serious for a while. While she knew he took their relationship seriously and she did find the whole ‘annoy Falena as much as possible’ schtick funny, this wasn’t what she was expecting.

“Leona… are you sure? I’m… not royalty and well… I don’t want you to be put in a bad position because of it. You care for your kingdom, and I just want to make sure you’re always happy.” F/n responded. She really was worried. She loved Leona and didn’t want to make his life more stressful. What if the kingdom didn’t accept her? What if he regretted it?

“Tch, what happened to that lecture you gave me the other day, huh?” Leona asked with another roll of his eyes. He handed her the box as he wrapped his arms around her. “You told me the world was full of possibilities and that there was always hope. You’re not gonna fight for me now after saying all that?”

F/n laughed, her body shaking in Leona’s arms. He always had to be so cheeky.

“Well that doesn’t count. Don’t use my words against me.” F/n responded, leaning in closer. She could see Leona’s eyes soften. Who was she kidding? She would do anything for him, even if it led to tough times. “You promise to take care of me every day?”

“Of course.”

“Alright then Leona Kingscholar, I accept your love.”

She saw a smile appear on his face, the brightness behind his eyes gleamed, as she leaned up to give him a kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he squeezed her tighter. Leona kissed her back passionately. A laugh bubbled out of her as Leona slightly raised her body off the floor spinning her around.

“Perfect, my love”

——

The camera cut out. Falena could hear the deafening silence as the crowd, as well as himself, processed what they had just seen. It took about three seconds before cheers broke out. The silence turned to rancorous chants and screams. Flowers were thrown up into the air as music started to ring out.

The crowd seemed to fully support Prince Leona’s plight for love if the chanting of his name was anything to go by. Falena was quite happy as well. Now he could finally get to work and plan a wedding. As well as devising a separate plan to make sure Leona didn’t kill him after finding out the entirety of Afterglow Savanna witnessed his love confession. Perhaps Falena should go on an extended trip to a neighboring kingdom to avoid Leona’s wrath.

Well, it’s not like Leona would find out that Falena was the one to order that the magical camera be rigged. It was just a very very unfortunate coincidence. Well, Falena would find a solution soon enough. Perhaps Leona would be so enraptured with his newfound love he’d be too busy to plot murder. Falena was content to enjoy the festivities for now, maybe he’d get lucky, and Leona would never know.

The luck of the draw always fell towards the king after all.

I hope you liked it! reblogs appreciated.

#leona x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #leona kingscholar x mc

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yuurei20 · 2 months

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Rook Info Compilation part 3: Animals, Ace and Deuce

Rook says that he “often played with the wolves that prowled the Sunset Savanna” and would frolic with “a multitude of free-ranging animals” before enrolling at NRC.

In a vignette it is revealed that he is able to speak mole, which Ace describes as an obscure animal language that no one outside of university animal linguistics majors should know how to speak.

(Rook also interacts with a flamingo at one point, but it is unclear if he actually understands what is being said to him. He shares his shrimp sandwich with it.)

Rook may have a penchant for languages in general, or maybe just for adapting to his environment: during Glorious Masquerade Ruggie comments that Rook acts like he was born and raised there in the city, despite how he is from an entirely different country.

Rook says that he has researched into the City of Flowers in the past as one of his favorite musicals was set there, but it has yet to be explained why he speaks (what seems to be) the local language so comfortably.

In a pair of connected vignettes Rook expresses approval of Ace and Deuce’s devotion to Riddle.

Rook has overlap with Deuce again in Book 5: Ace insults Deuce’s intelligence to the point it finally pushes him over the edge and Rook encourages the discouraged Deuce by comparing him to an unhatched chick, assuring him that he has power within him and that both Rook and Vil are eagerly awaiting for him to break free from his shell and stand tall.

(The game has a repeating pattern of egg references, though not all make it to EN, and there is a theory that Rook himself may be a bird-beastperson (apologies for the Twitter link)).

Rook and Deuce overlap again during Spectral Soiree when Rook volunteers to stay behind from the rest of the group and remain with Deuce.

When Deuce becomes too exhausted to use his magic (and cannot run due to a twisted ankle) Deuce begins to weed the fire lotuses by hand and Rook is surprised by Deuce's tenacity, saying that he had already resigned himself to his fate.

Rook later compliments Deuce to Riddle.

#Rook Hunt #twisted wonderland #twstrook #rookfacts #twstfacts

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cvlutos · 1 year

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TWISTED WONDERLAND: DEMON AU

OVERVIEW:

In a world of demons and angels, you are merely a human. Tied to no one, and nothing. Living on the outskirts of a small town, away from everyone and everything. While demons to the North rage war and shed blood. This war was started by Demon King Malleus Draconia, one who despises humans. The war doesn’t bother you here, not within the Ramshackle.

—NRC [NIGHT RAVEN CAPITAL] - Overrun with Demons, the first to be attacked by the ravenous monsters. Yet they stand strong and force the demons to remain in the North. Ruled by Dire Crowley. Said to be MIA, yet keeps the capital protected.

—NBC [NOBLE BELL CITY] - The third largest city in the East. Protected against the demons that attempted to make haste toward them. They remain neutral and keep to themselves. Ran by Rollo Flamme. Said to be blessed by the angels, yet has multiple deals with demons.

—RSA [ROYAL SWORD ACADEMY] - A large school located in the South. Said to be blessed by angels and ruled by them. They protect its borders with light magic and provided to those of the West and South. No demons have attempted to reach the South.

DEMON ARMY ONE: HEARTSLABYUL ~ WRATH

The Fire Demon Army, is ruled by Commander Sanguinum, this is the human name given to the demon of pride; Riddle Rosehearts.

A tyrant, hot-headed ruler that brands each demon, usually upon their face, with the mark of a card. He rules with an iron fist and answers any command from the King with abominable action instead of mere words. He’s ruthless, and bloodthirsty. Some say you can hear his yells of order across burning fields. Sometimes at night, you can feel the heat from the war and the smell of blood. Yet when you awake, all is fine.

Positions:

—Commander: Sanguinum ~ Demon of Pride

Youngest Demon Commander, and the first way upon the earth. Reaping devastation and bringing along intense heat. Burning homes and forests, and eating those who lived within the North. His ranks travel west.

—General: Trey “Trifol” Clover ~ Demon of Gluttony

Said to have the ability to turn the toughest of meat delectable, and uses humans as his preferred meat. He is unassuming, almost human, except for the club mark beneath his eyes. The moment you notice is the moment you die.

High Ranked Soldiers:

—Cater "Amonian" Diamond ~ Demon of Lust

The flash photographer demon. Says to use his demonic camera, and once he has a photo of you, he can easily consume your soul. Some say he pretends to be a friend, a loved one, to copy the traits of anyone you know and eat you that way.

—Ace "Traepula" Trappola ~ Demon of Greed

Mind Demon, says to speak as if he was nothing more than a teenage boy, yet his words burn the skin, and you erupt in flames.

—Deuce "Spaede" Spade ~ Demon of Wrath

One seen within battle. A brute of pure unfiltered strength. Yet some say that you can hear his sobs as he tears humans in two.

"To cross his path—you're begging for him to take your head—"

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DEMON ARMY TWO: SAVANNA ~ ENVY

The Beast Demon Army, ruled by Commander Callidus, the human name given to the demon of Envy; Leona Kingscholar.

A carnivorous, prideful ruler that rarely appears upon the battlefield, leaving his lackeys to do his horrid work. To capture humans and bring them to his den. He rules with animal instinct. Kill or be killed. Eat or be eaten. He is savage, yet quite lazy. He brings famine. He dries the farmlands, eats, and consumes the cattle.

Positions:

—Commander: Callidus ~ Demon of Envy

Oldest Demon Commander, and the second way upon earth. Reaping devastation and bringing along the violent starvation. Some say that he refuses to harm the woman and young children. Leaving them to be killed by the third wave.

—General: Ruggie "Rubui" Bucchi ~ Demon of Sloth

The basic form of possession, taking over your body and forcing you to attack your own with a full conscious mind. Letting you harm all those around you while you plead for it to end.

High Ranked Soldiers:

—Jack "Hojal" Howl ~ Demon of Pride

A beast. Large and daunting. That you hear before you see. As jaws clamp around you before you can react. He is vicious. He was once an admired village boy, whose father was a demon. Yet they loved him nonetheless, cared for him, yet he ate all within his home. No survivors.

"You’ll be torn apart the minute you hear his sickening roar…"

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DEMON ARMY THREE: OCTAVINELLE ~ GREED

The Sea-Monster Demon Army, ruled by Commander Azhen, the human name given to the demon of Greed; Azul Ashengrotto.

A charming, seducing ruler. One that appears up the battlefield with no army but himself and two others. Who picks the weakest and offers them a deal. To survive and escape while his village dies. Or die with his people. A deal that ends with him collecting your soul. He brings the flood. Drowning and wiping entire towns off the map. Nothing remains after his devastation.

Positions:

—Commander: Azhen ~ Demon of Greed

The most secretive demon commander. Said to collect human souls and instead of eating them, he forces him into the body of dead demons and monsters. Forcing him to work for him once again.

—General: Jade "Jaleec" Leech ~ Demon of Wrath

To take over your mind and break you apart from the inside. He doesn’t need to lay a hand on you to kill you and leave you defenseless. Leaving you to the less-sentient beings of the night.

High Ranked Soldiers:

—Floyd "Floich" Leech ~ Demon of Gluttony

Once you’re his target, there is no escaping. He’ll squeeze and squeeze till you pop. Sometimes he’ll dine upon his kill, but more times than not. He does it merely for fun.

"You should drown—those who survive only become a snack—"

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DEMON ARMY FOUR: SCARABIA ~ LUST

The Desert Demon Army, ruled by Commander Kalas, the human name given to the demon of Gluttony; Kalim Al-Asim.

The most humane army. The one that seems almost a beacon. That bargains, before it attacks. Like a rattlesnake giving its warning. Leave. Surrender peacefully. Live. Escape. He can only pity. Yet humans are stubborn, as a wave of desire through the night tempts the people from their homes. To dance with the creatures, only to find death. A massacre that happened within the town square, as their bodies turned into gold.

Positions:

—Commander: Kalas ~ Demon of Gluttony

The only demon commander with human blood within him. He shows pity and wishes for this war to never happen. So it is Jamil who takes charge. Kalim is nothing but a puppet.

—General: Jamil "Viejal" Viper ~ Demon of Pride

He has no fear of ending humans. Enjoy the chaos. Using poisonous ways to trick the mind, and for them to succumb to deathly desires.

"Ignore the voice within your mind—it is a snake trying to sink his fangs into you."

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DEMON ARMY FIVE: POMEFIORE ~ GLUTTONY

The Blood Demon Army, ruled by Commander Vishoti, the human name given to the demon of Lust; Vil Schoenheit.

A beauty. Truly. You’d think such beauty would make them that of lust, yet they’re unsated. Enough is not enough. They force you to unwind, give more than you can give, till you're nothing but a shrivel husk. There is no bloodshed. Instead, all beauty is sucked from you. Leaving you nothing but dust.

Positions:

—Commander: Vishoti ~ Demon of Lust

The most divine of all commanders. Purely perfect. That sucks your soul to give him more beauty and strengthen his forces. He finds blood messy. Never shall it dare touch his hands, yet he is not afraid to kill, in more toxic ways.

—General: Rook "—" Hunt ~ Demon of Gluttony

No one is sure if he is a demon or merely a human bound to one. Not much is known about him. Expect that he is the only one from the fifth army to spill blood.

High Ranked Soldiers:

—Epel "Epfeli" Felmier ~ Demon of Wrath

A human boy, bound for Vil. Who is unruly and hot-headed. He doesn’t hesitate to attack. To kill and pillage. To desecrate everyone. No one in his path survives.

"Run."

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DEMON ARMY SIX: IGNIHYDE ~ SLOTH

The Technological Demon Army, ruled by Commander Idia, the human name given to the demon of Sloth; Idia Shroud.

The only demon who remains the same. The demon army of mutilation. Who only appears and kidnaps men and women. Taking them to his labs and testing them. Fusing them together with demons, with machines. A bloody mess that he creates that he sends back to their village to eat and kill. It’s sad that his "children" only last a few hours before they cry in pain and fall apart.

Positions:

—Commander: Idia ~ Demon of Sloth

They say he adores children, and refuses to hurt them. Allowing them to survive the destruction that follows. He sweeps the children in his dead embrace and gives them a new life as demons.

—General: Ortho "Ortho" Shroud ~ Demon of Sloth

A machine, demon, human hybrid. That is Idia’s shadow and carries out any orders without hesitation. There is no escaping Ortho.

"—He’ll turn you into a machine… He’ll sew your flesh to the ones you care for… Take your life before he does…"

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DEMON KINGDOM: DIASOMNIA ~ PRIDE

The King, ruling over all demons. He is the cause for this. The reason that all that befalls you and your world. No one knows much about the Kingdom, except that they despise humans. Or mortality.

Some say that Malleus Draconia, the Demon of Pride, who has no human name, fell in love with a mortal. Yet the humans couldn’t accept that, so they killed the mortal. Sending the King’s Lovers laid within a box. Others say the King kidnapped a mortal, locking him far away, and the humans fought back to retrieve the lost mortal, who was beloved royalty. Only for the demon to kill his lover in retaliation.

Positions:

—King: Malleus Draconia ~ Demon of Pride

The devil-horned King. Who hates humans.

—General: Lilia Vanrouge ~ Demon of Envy

Said to hate war and love humans. Found beside Malleus most times, yet some say they see him within the human forests.

High Ranked Soldiers:

—Sebek Zigvolt ~ Demon of Wrath

Half-Human and Half-Demon. Uses nothing but an ax and is immovable.

—Silver ~ Demon of Sloth

A human bound to Malleus. Truly a pity.

"I cannot help you…"

This man.

Stranger. Who appeared within the dead of night, asking for food and water. You know best then to deny, in case he brings wrath for your bitter heart.

You sit beside the fireplace, pulling the blanket farther over your shoulders, eyes glancing out the window. All looks fine. Silent. Yet you know better. Beyond the mountain range. Where war and bloodshed are happening. The man dines on the lukewarm stew, having already chugged his water. He’s dressed oddly. As if he was a crow. Yet he looks poor. Except for the golden mask that covers his face. He sneezes and you flinch, blinking, as you glance at the man as he seems to laugh at himself. You turn from him, returning your gaze out the window. The fire crackles, and you slowly exhale.

"Worried about the demons?"

"what?" You’re caught off guard. The man has shifted to where he’s now looking out the window.

"Worried? You don’t listen, do you?" He chuckles, waving his hand in a joking motion as you look rightfully so offended. He stands, stretching his muscles and moving to your ratted couch. Plopping down and eagerly patting the seat beside him. "Sit. Sit."

You do. Keeping distance from the stranger, yet he doesn’t seem bothered. "You never answered my question." You peek at him, and as expected, he’s staring. Slightly tilting his head like a bird. You almost smile.

"… I am… they’re getting closer…" You look back out the window, listening to the wind blow against your old home.

"I see… If it provides any comfort, you won’t die." He states matter-of-factly, and you can’t help but be confused. How can he promise that? Yet you don’t fully deny his words. You know better than anyone what his forest holds. Weirder things have happened.

"How do you know?"

The man shuffles through his pockets. Patting himself down, you can see his clothing. Elegant and expensive. He’s more important than you thought. He gives an excited yell, almost like a chirp, as he pulls a letter from his pocket. A letter horribly crinkled and horribly taken care of. He passes to you with a proud grin, more for himself that he kept the letter, then actually giving it to you.

Your name is on the letter, with a forest green wax seal. Unbroken. Dread fills your stomach as your fingers graze over the parchment. "I'll be going. We will meet again."

"Wai—" You look up from the envelope, only to find the place where the man was empty. He was gone. Yet black feathers remain where he once was. Magick. You sigh. Standing up from your seat, glancing back at the envelope before looking out the window. Beyond the forest, you could see the light of fire. Raging on. You tap the letter, pulling your blanket further over your arms, before walking towards the wooden steps to your bedroom.

"You'll survive—"

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Neurodiversity from an Evolutionary Perspective

I spoke yesterday about how neurodiversity is a bit of Schrödinger's Disability today. We neurodiverse people get all the backlash of being diabled, and all the discrimination, but we rarely get disability benefits of any sort.

But today I want to talk about something else: Evolutionarily speaking most neurodiverse people are not disabled. Our disability stems entirely from the fact that we just do not function in a 9-5 capitalist hellscape.

Just look at it from the perspective that our species actually evolved to gather and hunt - and maybe also cultivate some stuff. (Given how long ago we did that, you could argue that this also shows in our genes.)

See, by now a lot of specialists think, that both autism and ADHD are very underdiagnosed, because even within the field a lot of people are looking for a certain, stereotypic way for the neurodiversity to show. With modern diagnostic criteria there is a good chance that about 5% of all people have ADHD and/or autism. Which is... a lot.

But the thing is that it actually makes a lot of sense. Because evolutionarily it would totally have been an advantage.

Let me talk about something we did at university yesterday. We got a lot of random shapes on a picture and we were supposed to find the T and the X between these shapes. Something I could do within less than a second, while three of my fellow students were unable to find the T (which was rotated) at all. Because my brain processes visual information completely differently.

And this... is evolutionarily an advantage, right? Just imagine being a hunter-gatherer and going through the forest or the savanna. And now you have someone among you, who is able to see a prey animal instantly, because of how they process visual information. Or who realizes them being stalked by a predator. Or them finding fruits and other things.

Neurodiverse people are also very capable of having a very different approach to problem solving. Which again would have a small tribe easier survive. Doubly so with the hyperfocus that neurodiverse people can have. Which totally is an evolutionary advantage for a group to have. Who knows. Maybe the first person to make fire was a neurodiverse person hyperfocusing on this task.

Also, there is the very common believe that people with ADHD specifically were probably very well adapt at hunting for several reasons.

So, yeah. This is so very common, because evolutionarily it was an advantage. From an evolutionary perspective it makes sense that it is so very common.

You have to remember: Modern Homo Sapiens as a species is around 160 000 years old. We settled down sometime between 10 000 and 15 000 years ago. So, just from an evolutionary perspective us having settled down is a very, very new thing. And not to mention, that the modern working culture has been around for not even quite 100 years. Office jobs have been a thing for even less.

And I can tell you: If you leave me out and about outside. I am good. Like, give me some nature observatory duty or something, putting up trail cams, what not. I am good. I can work for 12 hours straight (because hyperfocus). But sit me in the office for just 6 hours, and you will have me crawling up the walls, because that is just not what my brain does.

Ideally I am gonna need a job, that involves a lot of research and going outside. Which is why I hope to either go into Digital Humanities or the Environmental Geoinformatics. Because that is stuff I work well with.

If you gotta put me in an office job, you might as well shoot me right. Because my brain just doed not work like that.

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