#twisted wonderland comfort

[the-travelling-witch]

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒

summary: having your period is already stressful enough and being in a magical all-boys school doesn't make it any better; luckily, your boyfriend is here to help

pairings: leona :: jade :: jamil x gn!reader

warnings: period comfort; mentions of periods and different symptoms (but gn pronouns), mentions of reader having hair in jade's part

twisted wonderland masterlist || similar writing: bloody hell [obey me]

𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑

It was decidedly too early for this.

You rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you walked through the hallways, head down to keep from making eye contact with the beastmen staring at you as you passed them. After tossing and turning all night, kept from finding sleep by painful cramps, being ogled at by students at an all boys school that could smell the blood on you was the last thing you needed.

And it wasn’t like you hadn’t tried to avoid this. When you had realised the predicament you would inevitably find yourself in, you had downright begged Crowley to let you stay at Ramshackle. After all, a certain Ignihyde dorm leader also never attended class in person. But, really, you should have known better. As if the headmage would let his number one therapist stay home for a few days each month or as he put it, he 'couldn’t rob a precious student like yourself of the opportunity to learn'.

At least Sam was an actual help and had magically procured just the stuff you needed.

So, with heavy eyes and burning cheeks you speed walked towards your first class of the day, dodging students at the last second on more than one occasion until you eventually ran straight into a sturdy chest. Looking up briefly to apologise, you blinked at the familiar emerald eyes sizing you up.

“Leona! What are you doing here?” Most people’s first reaction to seeing their boyfriend would probably not be bewilderment, but running into your boyfriend inside the school during class hours was as likely as Ace making it through a week without being collared by his housewarden.

“That’s funny, ‘cause I was about to ask you the same thing,” the lion drawled, ears flicking to help convey the incredulousness painted on his face. “So, what do you think you’re doing?”

As imposing as he was with his athletic build and the unimpressed expression, causing the students around you to serve around the two of you, you weren’t affected at all, used to his grumpy exterior.

“Uhm, going to class?” You deadpanned, putting your hand on your hip to mirror his stance. “Unlike someone else I know.”

“Yeah, you’re not doing that,” Leona stated matter of factly.

“Excuse you?” When he tried pulling you along by your arm, away from the direction of your classroom, you dug your heels into the ground. “I hate to sound like a broken record but what are you doing, Leona?”

“Making you get some rest, obviously.” You couldn’t see it from where you stood but you could practically hear the way he rolled his eyes. 

“Listen I can’t just skip class, I talked to the headmage–”

“Crowley can solve his own problems for a day,” his voice rumbled low in his throat, almost sounding like a growl, “you know, like an actual adult. And don’t try to play dumb with me herbivore, it’s not a good look on you. I know you sleep like shit when you get your period and I also know that the people around you don’t take your health into account when they get up to some stupid idea.”

“Yeah but-”

You saw the annoyed flick of his tail before he turned around and braced his hands on your shoulders without ever applying any pressure. By now the last bell had rang and the corridor was deserted, leaving you to be the only people standing in the early morning light.

“Don’t give me this self-sacrificial nonsense,” Leona said, words harsh but you knew him well enough to read the protective feeling behind them. “We both know you need to rest. What good would it really do you to go to class in this state?”

As if to agree with him, a nasty cramp pulled at your lower stomach and the ill suppressed grimace on your face must have been all too apparent to your boyfriend. Giving your arm another light tug, Leona coaxed you towards the Hall of Mirrors again with a tempting ‘C’mon’ and this time you let him pull you along willingly, even handing him your backpack when he reached out for it.

Sometimes, it was hard to forget the kind of culture Leona grew up in, one where women held a high position of power in general, so really you shouldn’t be surprised by how… normal he was about all of this. Part of that was probably also because it was a very gentlemanly excuse to skip class in favour of a nap, if you were honest.

“If you’re that worried about missing class, Jack can give you his notes.” His offhand comment made you snort. Of course, he would offer someone else’s service to you before anything else.

“Or my third-year boyfriend could tutor me,” you teased, a playful lilt swinging in your voice.

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” the lion shrugged. “Weren’t you just on my case about my attendance record?”

“Because the first-year curriculum is just too hard for someone who can turn an entire stadium into dust,” you jabbed.

“You’re yapping a lot for someone who’s this tired,” Leona grumbled, a large palm pushing your head down, careful not to hurt you. With a giggle you decided to drop the topic. 

Crossing the Hall of Mirrors and stepping through the Savanclaw portal, you were greeted by the  warm breeze of dry air typical for the dorm’s daytime. After the trek through the savanna past the spring in the common room and across the wooden bridges, you reached Leona’s room and you could already feel the tension seep from your body as you stepped into its comfortable familiarity. 

When you unbuttoned your uniform’s blazer, you caught a glimpse of your stomach through your shirt, slightly extended further than usual due to the bloating. And rationally you knew it was a normal bodily reaction to your period but paired with the new bumps on your face and general exhaustion, logic wasn’t quite enough to calm your mind.

The clothes being plopped down on your head, however, certainly did rip you from your thoughts. Lifting the ends of the black material covering your eyes you threw your boyfriend a questioning glare.

“I can tell you’re thinking something stupid,” Leona offered as an explanation. “Just get changed and come to bed.”

Huffing under your breath, you stepped into his ensuite bathroom to do as he said, pulling on your boyfriend’s shirt and sweatpants. While you didn’t feel like agreeing with him quite yet, you had to admit, royal loungewear was a league of its own in comfort. And probably in price.

When you emerged, Leona had just tossed his phone on the nightstand before devoting all his attention to you. The ears on his head flicked as his gaze wandered from your head to toe and back up, a grin tugging at his lips and an appreciative glint in his green eyes. 

Then, the second you came within reach, he’d already wrapped you in his strong arms and pulled you into bed with him, not without a surprised squeal from you. You could feel his deep chuckle as much as you heard it with your head resting on his chest and resigned yourself to merely sighing fondly. 

With two firm hands stroking up and down the length of your back purposefully, their warmth spreading through your body, and his chest rising rhythmically underneath you, you finally allowed yourself to relax as you traced random patterns onto his biceps and pectorals and followed the movement with heavy-lidded eyes.

“You weren’t seriously looking down on yourself earlier, were you?” Leona mumbled, a serious care in his words he didn’t offer many people. 

“Well, you can’t really help it when your body goes through this many changes, can you?” you drowsily replied, your eyes already falling closed with no conscious work of your own. “Besides, periods are not the time you feel generally great about yourself.”

“No matter how you might see yourself, I don’t want you to doubt for even a second that I like you the way you are.” At his heartfelt confession, you peeked one eye open to study his expression.

“You can be quite the romantic if you want to huh?” You meekly chuckled, not able to help yourself.

“Go to sleep, herbivore, you’re talking crazy.” Even as he put one of his hands on the back of your head to keep you cradled against him, you didn’t miss how his ears flicked or the fondness with which he looked down on you.

“Alright, alright. I appreciate it though, really.” With a big yawn you shifted to get comfortable, your cramps far from your mind as you sunk into your boyfriend’s natural warmth. “Love you.”

By the time you’d wake up, Ruggie would have dropped off lunch along with some other essential items. But for now, Leona was content to watch as your breath evened out and your chest rose and fell in the rhythm of his own, careful not to disturb you when he draped a soft blanket over you. With the rising sun peeking through the arches of his room, he truthfully answered you in a whisper. 

“Love you, too.”

𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐂𝐇

Once Jade had taken an interest in you, he would seemingly appear out of thin air in your general vicinity a lot more often than it was usual to run into a fellow student. On your way to the school store, in line at the cafeteria or when you were carrying supplies for Professor Crewel, the moray would coincidentally round a corner to lend a hand.

So it really shouldn’t have come as a surprise that, as his courting became more serious and you had become aware of what was going on, even reciprocating the sentiment, you found the sophomore waiting for you before your classes started. Your time table was well-memorised so he could greet you with a serene smile each day and walk you to your first class of the morning.

Now, as a moray eel with naturally sharp senses, it was somewhat inevitable he’d pick up on the scent of blood once your period rolled around. In contrast to beastmen who were mostly mammals in their anatomy, however, the Octatrio did not grow up on land and periods weren’t exactly a thing for merfolk. Moreover, seeing as they had only been on land for roughly two years and were attending an all-boys school, it was not a phenomenon they were likely to run into.

So, having his dear pearl approach one morning, the smell of iron heavy in the air, paired with their already soured mood and his lack of knowledge on the societal stigma around the topic, misunderstandings were bound to happen.

“I really don’t think it wise to attend class in your state,” the moray had stated after greeting you, an eyebrow raised at your stubbornness to continue with your day even at what, in his mind, must have been a grave injury. 

“I’m fine, Jade, I just want to get this day over with,” you had groaned, trying to push past the tall student and drop the topic, embarrassed enough that a sizable chunk of the student body would be aware of your predicament in the first place.

But who would he be to let a person he actually cared about go on their way with a bleeding wound? 

“Prefect, I must insist you seek medical aid immediately.” You remembered the uncharacteristically genuine furrow of his brows as he had blocked your path. “Please, go to the school nurse or at least let me tend to your needs. I’m certain I could be of help if you share your problem with me.”

“If you want to hear me say it so desperately,” you had huffed, “I’m on my period. Happy now?”

“Your period?” Jade had echoed with wide eyes, unknowingly speeding up the burning of your shortened fuse with his lack of knowledge. “Yes, I’m aware we are to attend class but I fail to see–”

“Very funny,” you had deadpanned, pushing past him with a cold shoulder and leaving the moray to his own confusion. “Now if you excuse me, I have better things to do than stand here and humour your feigned ignorance today.”

Yes it wasn’t your proudest moment, you’d admit that. And when Jade approached you later that day with a genuine apology, explaining how he had researched the topic and was deeply ashamed of his uninformed remarks, you felt like the worst person on the planet and apologised more than he had. So in the end, you came to an apology truce, where you noted he shouldn’t have prodded further when you didn’t want to talk about it and you shouldn’t have exploded on him like you did.

Since the incident, however, Jade had been a dream to have around. Not to fall short again, he had done a fair amount of research, both on the biological aspect of what was happening to your body but also on the lived experience and its numerous complications. Then, doing what he did best, he observed your reactions, moods and symptoms to better cater to you specifically.

Every month he put both his cooking and alchemy skills to good use, whipping up whatever meal you desired and brewing a painkilling potion with just the right dosage for your current situation. Being Jade Leech, he could also assert his presence in any given situation with as little as a simple glare if you did not want to be bothered.

Your favourite part of the comfortable rhythm you two had fallen in, however, were the evenings where Grim was otherwise engaged and you had Ramshackle to yourselves. On those nights, soft music and fond laughter would mix with hushed whispers spilling from under your bathroom door.

A few months prior, Azul and Jade had sat down for a ‘pleasant chat’ with the Headmaster concerning the state of Ramshackle dorm and soon thereafter, funding had been provided to remodel vital parts of the dorm. No more caved-in roofs or stairs giving away under people’s shoes. Together with the money from the VDC, the old house had finally started feeling like an actual home; one you felt welcome and comfortable in.

It also meant you finally trusted your new bathtub enough to sit in it and actually also relax without any anxieties of whatever you could possibly contract from the exposure. 

With his natural fondness of water, it hadn’t taken long for Jade to propose the idea of shared baths and you hadn’t regretted your decision to agree since. It wasn’t like he gave you any reason to either; it was the opposite, really. It didn’t take the moray long at all to figure out the perfect temperature or what fragrance you preferred, if any. 

He also never made you feel inadequate or like you had to be ashamed of yourself, even when your body went through change throughout your cycle. Your skin tingled from his featherlight touches where his fingers traced your curves, never hiding the fact that he appreciated what he saw but always pairing it with a reverence that made you feel loved and desired, rather than ogled at. So when you sank into the water after him, cosying into his space to lean back against his chest, it was like sinking into a warm, secure embrace.

The water helped soothe your aches and washed away the tension which had built over the day and the easily flowing conversation with Jade let you focus on anything other than the thoughts in your mind, listening to his rich voice rather than the doubts trying to crawl to the surface.

When his hands massaged the shampoo into your hair, you always teetered on the edge of falling asleep right then and there. The atmosphere paired with his skilled fingers applying just the right amount of pressure as his nails gently scraped over your scalp banished any headaches you could have had and had you practically melting against him, a sight that tugged on his heartstrings more than it should have. But to see you put so much trust in him, someone who wasn’t exactly known for his benevolence, it stirred something fond in his heart and it made him want to work harder so you would keep showing him this blissful expression.

After scrubbing your bodies down, paying special attention to any sore spots, he helped you out of the tub, never failing to comment on how wrinkly your hands had gotten in comparison to his, which didn’t seem to be affected by the water exposure at all. Wrapping you up in a fluffy black towel he claimed was from Octavinelle -though you were fairly certain you’d only ever seen pale lilac ones there- he padded you dry and helped you into your clothes, mindful of the routines and products you had shown him previously. 

Needless to say, you felt like a new person each time without fail as you lay snuggled up with your boyfriend in bed later on, listening to his breathing and the steady beating of his heart. 

“Thank you so much for always doing this much for me, Jade,” you said, earnest gratitude and unspoken adoration lining your voice. “I’m really lucky to be with you, huh?”

“On the contrary, I am the one luck seems to favour seeing how you chose to be with me,” he chuckled and you didn’t miss how his strong arms pulled you closer against him even if it wasn’t physically possible. He’d be damned if he didn’t try. “And you needn’t feel conflicted about receiving my affection. Just know I enjoy doing these things for you and with you, pearl.” 

“I stand by my earlier statement,” you smiled, making him laugh along with you. Looking into his heterochromic eyes, you traced the contours of his face with the same delicacy he showed you earlier. “Is it selfish to say that I feel happy about having this side of you all to myself?”

“Not at all. It is reserved for you only, dearest.” His gaze was heavy on yours as he loosely curled his fingers around your wrist and pressed a searing kiss against your palm. “After all, I do not intend to share this side of you with anyone else either.”

𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋 𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑

There have certainly been times where Jamil lamented having to basically babysit his dorm leader. Well, pretty much all the time. But being unable to stay by your side while you were hurting was generally one of the most annoying parts of his duties to him, especially with the daily workload of being a student on top of it all. 

Jamil being Jamil, however, he soon worked out a schedule consistent enough to let him visit you somewhat frequently. 

You were lying on one of Ramshackle’s rickety couches, nursing your lower stomach with a -at this point already lukewarm- water bottle, when a familiar knocking pattern brought a smile to your face.

“Come in! It’s open,” you shouted across the hall, adding your sarcastic comment under your breath in order not to worry your boyfriend more than he already was. “Not like the lock’s ever doing its job in this place.”

“Hm? Did you say something?” Jamil made his way straight over to where you were sitting, his footsteps quieting down as he reached the carpeted floor.

“No,” you shook your head, smiling up at him as he leant over the back of the couch. Ignoring his raised eyebrow, you reached up, so you could cradle his cheek as you sat up to meet him for a sweet kiss. “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.” Seemingly appeased, your boyfriend mirrored your fond expression, tracing your face with his grey gaze while his hands moved to your shoulders, deft fingers working out any tension you might be having. “How are you feeling?”

“A lot better now that you’re here,” you laughed, though it wasn’t merely a sappy joke, as indicated by Jamil’s scoff behind you. “I mean it though. I’ve been feeling a lot better since I’ve been receiving your royal treatment.”

“It’s nothing that fancy,” Jamil assured, his eyes softening at the way you melted into his touch. “I’m just trying to take care of you.”

“I know you don’t think much of it but I really appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to look after me when I’m not even facing anything out of the ordinary,” you sighed, rehashing points you had raised in vain before.

“Oh hush,” your boyfriend playfully shushed you the way he had also done many times already when the topic came up. “Compared to what I usually deal with, this is like taking a vacation, especially since I get to spend time with you. Now speaking of my normal chores, I brought some leftover food.”

“Have I told you that I love you?” You swooned, causing both of you to laugh as Jamil headed over to your kitchen, one he was already familiar with. Not only because he often came over for some much needed peace and quiet but because Kalim was literally the reason you had it in the first place. A relationship-warming-gift of sorts for a relationship that wasn’t even his.

Besides, ever since courting and dating you, Jamil’s measuring skills when it came to meal prep seemed to have worsened because -coincidentally- he’d ended up with too much food and subsequent leftovers so often, you wondered why you even stocked your own fridge anymore.

What you had also noticed though was that, whenever you were on your period -something he seemed to track himself-, the food he brought over was a lot less spicy than usual and rather light. Something someone prone to a sensitive stomach, nausea, reduced appetite or a disturbed metabolism could still comfortably eat. 

The phenomenon of suddenly appearing sticky notes had also made itself known, labelling new containers in your fridge, medication on the counter or your coffee machine with reminders like ‘Remember caffeine makes your cramps worse’ written on it in neat handwriting. 

One or the other bar of dark chocolate and some of your favourite snacks had mysteriously found their way into your bags or onto a bowl in your kitchen as well though, making you smile at Jamil’s thoughtfulness when you caught a peek of them. 

During the day, whenever his schedule allowed it, he’d also drop by to check in on you between classes or during lunch, something Kalim wholeheartedly supported. Normally, Jamil refused all of Kalim’s offers to take a break from his duty but when you were feeling under the weather, he took the white-haired student up on it when no imminent disaster was on the horizon waiting to happen.

When your plate was empty and made its trip to the sink, Jamil refilled your hot water bottle but unlike you earlier, he waved his magic pen over it, which you had realised significantly expanded the time in which the water actually stayed hot.

“Thank you,” you said for possibly the millionth time as you took the bottle from him, then gave him a mischievous grin. “You know what would make me feel soo much better though?”

At the tilt of his head, you scooted over to make space between you and the back of the couch. Getting the hint, Jamil settled in behind you and you got comfy again with your back to his chest. This too had become somewhat of a ritual of yours, one that wasn’t limited to while you were suffering from cramps. 

After all the chore-y part of the late afternoon was taken care of, you liked to spend the evening snuggled up on your couch with the TV playing some show you liked to watch together, read: a show which you started and dragged Jamil into. Well, every now and then your boyfriend also made sure you didn’t fall behind on your studies, though he was more lenient when you were on your period.

“This is nice,” you mumbled, your eyelids heavy now that you had eaten and were surrounded by warmth and your loving boyfriend, whose hands stroked along your sides in a soothing, continuous motion, his chest vibrating underneath you with his affirming hum. 

“I could stay like that forever,” he agreed.

“Well I certainly wouldn’t mind.”

“I’m sure you wouldn’t.” The smile in his voice was auditory even if you couldn’t see his gorgeous face. You could, however, feel his soft lips on the crown of your head and his breath fanning over it and you reached to intertwine one of your hands with his before a yawn you couldn’t suppress any longer filled the air. “You should get some rest, I’m sure you’re tired.”

“But I wanna stay with you longer,” you protested, sleep clouding your tone. 

“Don’t worry, I will be here when you wake up,” Jamil promised. And with that you drifted off, the warmth from around you settling cosily around your heart. A heart that wasn’t really yours alone anymore.

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Alright so I really like your writing and I was wondering if I could request smt ?? Can I request some fluff With Malleus , Floyd and Azul from Twisted Wonderland with a (S/O) who is more on the chubby side and gets easily flustered about it .

Hey, so I've been really busy with schoolwork recently and so I'm not around on Tumblr so often anymore. Sorry for any troubles!

**TW: Mentions of the chest- cuz- titty soft and warm let's be real (not explicit), A bit of insecurity (but trust me your loved, by me also <3)

TWST Chubby s/o who gets easily flustered about it

Azul Ashengrotto

He has the same experience when he was younger: he was a chubby octopus when he was much younger, Azul was a lot shyer about it. Maybe because he was insecure? He can't remember, but he does feel some sympathy towards you.

Azul adores you, and he thinks you're just, well, cute. Body type doesn't really matter to him, so long as he knows you're taking care of your health is already the best.

Your darling octopus loves to just bury his face into your stomach or chest, and just sigh in satisfaction. You just provide him a warm and soft comfort after a long day, and the security and love he needs.

He hides his amusement whenever he does this, you're blushing and stuttering never cease to be endearing to him.

If you're ever insecure about being chubby, he's always there for you, and he feels disheartened to hear you feel such about your body when he feels you're beautiful, adorable and just... perfect.

"My dear pearl... I love you for who you are, and you're perfect the way you are." <3

Floyd Leech

For Floyd, he feels like he's hit jackpot. Aren't you the most adorable shrimpy there is~

Floyd loves your body; it's soft to lay his head on and you're his personal warm cuddly shrimp he wants to affectionately hug all the time when he's tired, in a bad mood or just out of randomness because he loves that feeling.

Personally for Floyd, he loves that you're chubby. It makes you adorable to him and he loves that you're very easy to fluster whenever he lies on your chest.

He loves squishing and pinching your cheeks lightly since they're just so soft. Sometimes he lightly pinches your stomach from behind to surprise you and no matter how many times you whine about it, he'll do it anyways (unless you really don't like it).

Floyd doesn't get it whenever you feel insecure about your body. Not that he's indifferent, but to him, he thought that your chubbiness should be something you're proud of. He loves it, so why don't you?

"Shrimpy, I think you're alright, so don't be so sulky about it. You're the cutest shrimpy no matter what hehe~" <3 and he cuddles you more-

Malleus Draconia

He finds you rather charming, a loveable child of man. Like Azul, Malleus doesn't care what type of body you have. So long as you're taking care of yourself, he's happy.

Besides, he finds your chubbiness adorable. Malleus, like the two other Octavinelle boys mentioned, likes to lay his head on your chest. All for the same reason: titty warm and soft because he feels secure and peaceful this way.

The dragon fae smiles fondly whenever he surprises you by randomly lying on your chest, his horns in a way encages your neck closer to him. He finds it endearing when you blush. It makes you even more cute than you already are~

He doesn't understand when you feel insecure about your body. He frowns with a pout after hearing about how you feel that people judge you for it, or that you wish you were thinner. Malleus already loves you for who you are, and he doesn't care what you look like. You're his source of happiness and he could never imagine life without you.

Besides, he thinks your chubbiness is the highlight about you. He loves it. Seriously.

"Child of man, your appearance is only a mere fraction of what truly makes you beautiful. Lilia told me before that true beauty lies in the heart, and I've come to understand it when I met you. Your "chubbiness" is something I love about you, don't you know? Regardless, you're the most beautiful person in the land, Child of man." <3

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[shiemori-writes]

"Just Rest, For now."

PAIRING: First years x reader

SUMMARY: After awhile of observing you throughout your hangouts, your friends had taken notice of your recent sluggish behaviour, knowing you'd be too stubborn to take a break, they decide to take matters into his own hands.

CONTAINS: angst w/ comfort, gender neutral reader, 2nd person pov, first years being sweet bc i need comfort, could be read as either platonic or romantic

Notes: This fic is purely self indulgent man Im just tired and want comfort and it resulted to this, sorta shorter than my other works but eh

"How long has it been since you've had proper rest again?"

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Being the ramshackle prefect was tough.

With every task and with every fight along with trouble brewing everywhere you went, it's been insanely difficult to get any amount of rest- not to mention you still needed to keep up with your studies on top of that. Balancing your normal life in your own world was hard enough, but ever since you've been teleported to Twisted Wonderland for whatever reason, it's been nearly impossible to keep up.

A magicless prefect, that's all they'll ever see in you. Someone who serves no greater purpose in this world, a tool, an errand runner, the list goes on.

It's not fair.

None of it is.

Exhaustion followed your every move, your pace sluggish as you stand up, the adeuce duo and Grim growing more and more concerned. The bags under your eyes didn't help either. Normally Ace would tease you but...Just this once, he thinks, he should keep quiet and bite his tounge.

Walking through the halls, you yawned, eyes barely open as you nearly collided with the wall infront of you.

"Whoa whoa there, heh- how about let's just sit down for now, yeah?" Deuce nervously laughed, trailing behind you with Ace and Grim. "Yeah!! We cant have my henchman to getting injured on my watch!" Grim huffed, arms crossed. Ace merely nodded, humming as he went to a vending machine nearby. "Here, my treat, k?" he said, offering you an energy canned soda. Your eyes widened, in shock by your friend's genuine concern for you. Smiling sheepishly, you thanked Ace, feeling warmth spread throughout your face.

He puffed out his chest triumphantly "Of course~ what friends are for yeah?" he cooed teasingly squishing your face, much to your annoyance...But- It was greatly appreciated, that's for sure.

Classes have come to an end, and just like that the days over. Sighing in relief you head over to ramshackle, ready to pass out on your bed. Turning the door handle you jump when you noticed the first year gang in your room, various snacks scattered around the room and blankets...And was that a pillow fort?

Speechless, you turned to them to open your mouth, but no sound came out. Epel had been the first one to speak up.

"Ace and Deuce says you've been tired lately- I noticed too, so we all decided-"

"On a sleepover!" Ace interrupted, yelling happily, seemingly proud of himself for coming up with the idea. Rolling his eyes, Epel huffed pushing away the redhead. "Yeah, I was just about to say that, y'know?" He pouted. As the two bickered with Jack trying to calm them down, Deuce patted down on an empty spot beside him, smiling as he urged you to sit down with them. In doing so, you spotted Sebek in a corner, pjs and all, embarrassed, he avoided your gaze. "Hmph. You should really take care of yourself more human!!" he yelled out, trying to hide his concerns. "Also! do not get the wrong idea!! I had been forced to come here!! This is all ridiculous in my opinion." He huffed out, hearing Ace snickering behind him, who had seemingly stopped bickering with Epel. "You say that but you were the one who got the others to join in to begin with" he sneered, going from chuckles to a full on laugh as Sebek hit him yelling at him profusely to shut up.

Smiling at the sight of your friends who had taken the time to host this for you, you tugged on Sebeks sleeve, wanting to get everyones attention you started;

"Hey..Thanks for this guys, It means a lot." you said, letting out a genuine smile.

They all looked at you, Deuce being the first one to speak up this time.

"Of course!! You do a lot for us prefect, more than you should be doing as a student- and, as your friends we want to make sure youre doing well too!!" he beamed, enthuasiasm and care in his voice. Jack nodded "Yeah. It's the least we can do to ease your worries, right?" He muttered, looking away as his face reddened, trying to prevent his tail from wagging when you cooed sweetly at him.

Getting in a cuddle pile per request, you had managed to hug them all, Ace acting smug when hes flustered, Deuce and Epel enjoying your warmth, and Jack and Sebek being stiff, but returning the gesture.

Feeling yourself yawn, you close your eyes as you start to drift off to slumber.

"Good night guys.."

"Good night, (name). Rest for now, alright?"

END ༆

#twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #twisted wonderland x reader #sebek zigvolt #epel felmier #ace trapolla #deuce spade #twisted wonderland #jack howl #jack howl x reader #epel felmier x reader #ace trapolla x reader #deuce spade x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader #twst #twisted wonderland comfort

[navigatorjin]

Chapter II: Flare and Frost

A/N: Our first periodical test just ended, and we have 5 days break to refresh our burnout braincells. I hope y’all got the scores you deserved:)

And by the way, if some of you are confused about the reader’s appearance, I based it off from Chongyun to match the reader’s abilities.

“We’re done with orientation and dorm assignments?” a red headed boy mouthed, voice lacing authority, “All right, new students—let me be clear. At Heartslabyul House, I am the law. Break the rules, and it’s off with your head!”

“Well, that ceremony is as boring as ever,” a tired yawn erupted from someone with a lion ears, boredom written over his face. “I’m going back to the dorm. If you’re in Savanaclaw House, follow me.”

“New students! Allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your achievement,” the boy with glasses said, yet somehow the hidden tone in his voice doesn’t paint the same as his charming face. “As dorm leader of Octavinelle House, I am honored to have the opportunity to support you in what I hope will be a fulfilling campus experience.”

“Hey, does anyone know where the headmage went? He disappeared midway through the ceremony....” A handsome boy spoke. If his ridiculously handsome face can’t make you fall in love, then his honeyed-husky voice sure can.

“Some headmage he is....” A throaty voice remarked from the other side of a floating device.

“Maybe he had a tummy ache?” A boy with red eyes innocently presumed, and as if on cue the large door open comes with a dramatic reveal of their infantile headmaster.

“I most certainly did NOT!” The said headmage walk through the door, followed by someone who looks like out of the world as they mutter something incomprehensible.

“Ah, speak of the devil.”

“If you must know, I was searching for the new students who'd failed to show for orientation,” Crowley crossed his arms unimpressed at the students’ impression of him before dragging the person beside him, they did not failed to notice how the person’s icy blue eyes pierce through their headmaster’s soul who merely shrugged it off. “You are the only one who has yet to be assigned a dorm. Step up to the Dark Mirror, be quick about it. I’ll watch your weasel.”

“Arguing with stubborn old people isn’t my forte. Respectfully, shut the fuck up.” The person grumbled, a silent groan bubbling on their throat as they begrudgingly complied.

“State thy name.”

“I’m [Name].”

“[Name]...” The Dark Mirror repeated. “The nature of thy soul is.....” There was a deafening silence until it spoke again: “..... Unclear to me.”

“What did you say?”

“I sense a tremendous amount of magical power from this one—no, rather, I sense a strange otherworldly elemental power from this one. But their soul.... Soundless. Colorless. Shapeless. Utterly vacant. Therefore, no dorm would be appropriate.”

‘Their...?’ A confused hum left [Name]’s lips. ‘Err.. I mean, it’s just my soul that this... mirror... looked at not my gender, right? ... Right?’ It doesn’t matter what gender [Name] was confused as, for she knows well enough how much she looks and acts like a boy herself.

“What do you mean elemental power and not magical power?” The headmage questioned, a clear and visible rage and confusion lacing his tone, “That is absurd! The student selection process has not erred once in its century of existence!” He voiced out, loosening his grasp on the háozi, “But how could this be...”

“Mmmph! Nnnrgggh!” A gurgle of incomprehensible muffled sounds bubbling from the háozi left everyone staring at him, loud gasp escaping his mouth as the whip binding him was left hanging by the hip of the headmaster, “ME! Let me have this student’s seat!”

“Not so fast, you hyperactive weasel!”

“Unlike that human, I have and can use magic! So let me be a student here!” He exclaimed, his taunting smirk widening. “Look, I’ll show you! My spells’re the cat’s meow!”

“Everyone get down!”

“Myaaaaaah!”

[Name] is confused, to say the least. First, she was standing there having an identity crisis. And the second she came back from her world of thought, the whole room is already flooded in a sea of blue flames. Chaos settling down in the burning room, much to [Name]’s dismay.

“AHHHHH! Help! I’m on fire over here!”

A shaky breath escaped [Name]’s lips as she watch everything fall apart. The screams and the cries of help fell silent to her ears.

She could almost swear that by the time everything is over, she will be a mess of a puddle.

“Someone catch that blasted animal before it sets the entire school ablaze!” The headmage ushered, telling them to be quick, but seriously? Can’t he do it himself?

“Ugh, can I go now, or...?”

“Oh? I thought you fancied yourself a hunter. Go and help yourself to that plump little morsel!”

“Too much effort. Do it yourself,” ‘Mood.’

“Allow me to handle this, headmage Crowley,” the same guy with glasses interject with his charming smile, but [Name] saw it through his facade. “If none of you are up to the task of catching the small animal, I will accept the responsibility.”

“WTG Azul. Rackin’ up those participation credits.”

“Hey, uhm, my butt’s still on fire... Could someone maybe put this out?!”

“I’m sorry, were my instructions unclear?!” The headmage demanded, much to everyone’s dismay.

The lion-eared boy sighed, “Preeeetty sure you can handle catching one mangy weasel all on your lonesome there, headmage.”

“How many times do I gotta say it?!” Said weasel yelled, “I’m Grim, spellcaster extraordinaire! I am NOT a weasel!”

“Aren’t you a spunky little fellow? Riddle, would you be so kind....?” The boy with glasses, Azul, ushered to the red headed boy next to him.

“Furry miscreant. I will abide no rule-breaking. You will be judged by my hand.”

It was a pure silence, excluding the sound of someone asking for help because their butt is on fire, until a sound of something cracking erupted.

Hold up, did they just heard something snapped...?

“Ugh... Dealing with a mess I’m not even a part of is the toughest thing.”

As if the Great Seven heed their calls, the room’s temperature gradually turned below the average temperature of earth. Something soft and cold rain down the burning room, immediately distinguishing the flames.

Icicles forming and snow raining, such a magnificent field magic indeed.

“Much better...” [Name]’s body temperature returned to normal again, well at least something she could deem normal from the actual normal temperature of human body.

Riddle stared in awe for a moment, snapping out of his thoughts after realizing the reason why he’s dealing with this fucked up ceremony in the first place. Pointing his pen at the háozi, he chanted:

“Off with your head!”

“MYAH?! What are you doing?!” The weasel, who's name is ‘Grim’ as to what [Name] remembered, stuttered out, a heart-shaped collar locked around his neck.

“The Queen of Hearts’ Rule 23: “One must never bring a cat to a formal affair,” the redhead said, still keeping his neutral face. “Your very presence here is a violation of order. You will vacate these premises immediately.”

“But I ain’t a cat either!” Grim exclaimed, paws clenching on the collar as if trying to burn it down but to no avail. “Don’t you try’n collar me! I’ll burn it right off! Huh....? W-what gives? My fire ain’t workin’!”

“Until I deign to remove that collar, you won’t be using any magic. You’re naught but a pet cat now.”

“M-meoWHAT?!” He shouted in disbelief, “I ain’t nobody’s pet—NOTHING!”

“Oh, you’ve nothing to worry about there. I certainly have no interest on having you as a pet.”

‘Dang...,’ The light blue haired girl internally winced as she let out a small, quiet snort.

“The collar will disappear once you’re removed from campus,” The Heartslabyul’s housewarden explained.

“Ha-HA! Good show as always, Riddle. Your signature spell locks down any magic. It's quite handy. I’ve just got to have it—ah, I mean, I just got to respect for it,” the Octavinelle's housewarden’s soft voice echoed, his eyes were closed but she could feel the greed oozing from it even without looking.

‘Well, isn’t this just lovely...’ [Name] sarcastically commented in her mind.

“Was I not clear that you are expected to take responsibility for your familiar?” The birdman interjected, looking at the light blue haired student in utter disappointment.

“Sir, actually, I do not own a familiar,” [Name] answered, pinching the bridge of her nose in pure irritation . “Heck I didn’t even know a talking animal exist!”

“Now discipline your—what’s that?! It isn’t yours?”

“I’ve told you repeatedly that that wasn’t mine!”

“Oh... Is that so?” Crowley muttered before composing himself once again to avoid an ungracious embarrassment. “Then I shall have it expelled from campus. I shall even spare it from being serve as a dinner,” he mouthed before turning to someone, “My, but I am kind.... Someone take this away, please.”

“Noooooo! Let me gooooo!” The weasel struggled. “You fools better remember my name! ‘Cause I’m gonna go down in the annals of magic history! Just you wait!”

That was his last word before he was thrown out of the campus.

“I feel kind of sorry for him,” [Name] muttered, not loud enough for the bird man to hear.

“Well, that was quite the unexpected fracas. I hereby declare that orientation has concluded,” Crowley declared.

‘I want to sleep... I still have to restock my fridge,’

“Housewardens, please escort your students back to the dorms,” he ordered, but stopped immediately. “... Hm? Come to think of it, I don’t see housewarden Draconia of House Diasomnia anywhere.”

“And that surprises you? Dude’s a total recluse.”

‘Damn... I feel bad whoever this Draconia guy is.’

“Wait a sec... Did anyone even invite him?” The same boy with red eyes spoke.

“If you’re that worried about him missing out, maybe you should’ve told him yourself.”

“Maybe, but I don’t know him well either...”

Then the whispering continued again.

“Draconia... Like, Malleus Draconia? THAT Draconia?”

“So it’s true? He really does go to school here?”

"Yikes."

“Ah, just as I’d expected,” a boy with deep voice spoke contrasting his body stature.

‘Man, this guy would certainly have competition with Xiao in the longest emo phase moments.’

“I figured I’d come down and see for myself whether Malleus had made an appearance. But once again, he was evidently not informed that his presence was required at an official ceremony.”

“You have my sincerest apologies. I assure you, this oversight was in no way intended as a snub,” Azul ‘apologized’.

‘I don’t know what’s going on and I simply don’t want to know.’

“I mean, you must admit, he’s not exactly the easiest person to strike up a conversation with,” Riddle commented.

“No matter,” the deep voiced male interjected.“"All who were assigned to House Diasomnia, follow me. I just hope he doesn’t sulk about this...” He ushered, whispering the last sentence.

Not long after, the students leave the Chamber by group, the only ones left were Crowley, [Name] and the Dark Mirror if you counted it.

“Well, [Name]. This is a most unfortunate turn of events,” he spoke.

‘No shit Sherlock,’ [Name] only deadpan at his obviousness.

“I’m afraid that you will not be attending Night Raven College after all,” He said with a slight frown on his face—how did she even see it through his mask. “Surely you realize that I cannot very well admit a student who isn’t suitable for any dorm, even if you possesses such power.”

‘I didn’t even wanted to attend this fucked up academy of yours’

“But, worry not. The Dark Mirror will see you safely home,” he reassured the female who only nodded in response. “Now, step into a gate, and visualize the place from whence you come from.”

And so, she did, ‘What a long dream this was.’

Visualizing the bountiful country that lies in the east of Teyvat. Mountains stand tall and proud alongside the stone forest, that, together with the open plains and lively rivers, make up Liyue’s bountiful landscape, which shows its unique beauty through each of the four seasons.

The thousands of lanterns ascending into the night sky every year during Lantern Rite, an event one can not afford to miss. And so on.

“O Dark Mirror! Return this soul to where it belongs!”

Silence....

It was an awkward silence until Crowley break it with a light cough on his fist, “L-let us, er... Try again. O Dark Mirror! Return this soul—”

“There is no such place.”

“What?” “I beg your fucking pardon?”

“There is no place in this world where this soul belongs,” The Dark Mirror blankly blurted. “None.”

“How can that be?” Crowley drop his hand over his forehead in such a dramatic way. “My, but today is veritable cavalcade of impossible phenomena!”

“....”

[Name] could only sigh for the nth time this day, ‘Give me a break please... An eternal break would suffice.’

“This has never happened throughout my long tenure. I must confess that I am at something of a loss,” he mumbled, loud enough for the ice-blue eyed female to hear before looking back at her. “Tell me: From what land do you hail?”

“Sure. I’m from the country of Liyue.”

Putting his thumb and index finger below his chin, he hummed, “I’m afraid I am not familiar with such a place,” he said. “I am intimately acquainted with the origins of every student who has ever come here, and yet.... This mysterious homeland of your eludes me. Let us go to the library and look it up, shall we?”

The female groaned before nodding her head, what can she do anyway?

‘Whoever is watching me from above, please take the air out of my lungs and put me out of my misery...’

#✒️.jin #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #diasomnia x reader #female reader #heartslabyul x reader #ice temptation #ignihyde x reader #octavinelle x reader #platonic #pomefiore x reader #scarabia x reader #savanaclaw x reader #twisted wonderland comfort #twisted wonderland fluff #twisted wonderland angst

[ryllen]

x

#reading this meme gives me comfort #twisted wonderland #twst #this is just what i think #who would u swap and where #honestly jack is probably the first and second tier once he gets comfortable with you #like it is so kind and warm it actually makes u forget ur woes #kalim and ace are just the tight huggers that's why they are on the top list #they squish u and that serotonin out #u're just little pouch of serotonin in their hands #trey is between giving u awkward back pat or hugging you #but i like to think even tho he's just pretending his hug is very comforting #deuce is just bewildered confused and flustered that's why he doesn't return the hug immediately #but he sure wouldn't want to let go afterwards #cater might seem like he would give a good hug but i imagine his true self be like o . o and then switch to ^ - ^ immediately after #vil is just a kind person in my eyes #he is mature and calm and nurturing if he wants to #i alter the meme wording by a bit to fit my perception more #if u put the birthday boy icons together it makes a heart omg #ruggie is honestly confusing me #he would probably only hug wholeheartedly if money is on the line #but i think he hugs his family and the kids at the slum very lovingly #idia is probably between the third and fourth tier but maybe he leans more towards hugging back than patting on the back #patting in the back is probably too cool for him #floyd'd examine u first and giving the how dare u touch me look menancingly but then be like ehe bcs it's little shrimpy i'll forgive u~

[hanafubukki]

Thinking of funny and comforting menstrual cycle headcanons:

Rook Hunt who notices you are not feeling well. You sit at your desk and see a cute package addressed to you. Inside it: pain meds, snacks, hygiene products, and other necessities. A very helpful package but how did he know? …actually you don’t want to know.

Jack Howl who offers you help rather awkwardly. Telling you it was no big deal and don’t think too hard on it. Who would huff up if anyone tried to cause you any trouble. Silently offering you his food if you’re not feeling well enough to get your own.

Lilia Vanrouge pop up in front of you upside down. Offering you candy he had in his pocket. He noticed you weren’t feeling good. That can’t be! He tells you not to worry about dinner. He will make you his special soup and you will feel better in no time. You might want to lock your doors.

Grim wouldn’t cause as much trouble as he usually does. He’s even doing his homework without you pestering him to. Sometimes, after falling asleep, you would wake up with him on your lap. The warmth and pressure bringing you comfort.

#comfort headcanons my beloved #I never know how to tag these #tw menstruation #tw menstrual cycle #lilia vanrouge x reader #rook hunt x reader #jack howl x reader #twst grim #twst prefect #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst headcanons #twst fluff

[snugglebug-mj-blog]

hugging them for the first time pt1

The first years (Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, Sebek, and Ortho)

Y/n has been at NRC for a while and she's never hugged anyone (besides grim) until today. Y/n took in a deep breath before walking out the door of the ramshackle dorm with grim on her shoulder. {ps y/n is pudgy since thats what i am)

Ace Trappola: Ace is the first person y/n saw this morning “hey y/n what's with that face?” Ace teased as she got closer before he could say anything else y/n wrapped her arms around his torso his face slowly turned red as he stood there shocked he wasn't expecting a hug he expected a punch to the shoulder like they do every morning before walking together to find the rest of the group. As quick as he became shocked is as quick it turned to cocky. “Oh couldn't keep your hands to yourself” he teased as he hugged her back before she huffed and pushed him away making him laugh before walking away. “Wait no come back!” he laughed as he followed behind her.

Deuce Spade: Deuce was running a bit late this morning but he soon caught up with y/n, grim and ace. “Sorry i’m late-” Deuce was cut off by y/n hugging him. He stood there frozen for a good minute before he hugged her and held her gently as if she was made of glass. “Deuce why you making such a ugly face man” ace and grim laughed making Deuce snap out of the wonderful moment “oi shove off!” he yelled at them while covering y/n's ears. Ace and grim looked at each other before they started mocking deuce, which ended in deuce gently pulling away from y/n, and charging after the two. Y/n just smiled, and shock her head before walking towards class and on the way maybe find her next huggable victim.

Jack Howl: Now since Jack is a beast man his senses are higher so sneaking up on him would be a little bit hard but not impossible, (but that's not going to happen this time) Jack was standing in the normal meeting spot near the fountain and his ears perked up when he heard grim and aces screams. He watched unamused as Ace, grim and deuce ran past him. Y/n stood beside jack as they watched ace and grim avoid a angry deuce, “‘sigh’ a normal monday'' Jack sighed looking down at y/n only to see her smiling up at him before hugging him, Jacks tail started wagging very quickly it looked like it could make a tiny tornado. Y/n could see Jack's face was very red “what is this for?” Jack asked, trying to act serious y/n shrugged and let go of him, which he patted her head gently in return before they went to follow the troublemakers.

Epel Felmier: He will try to fight because he doesn't want to be seen as cute, Epel meet the four near the cafeteria y/n walked up to him first and hugged him from behind making freeze up and raise his fist before looking over to see y/n hugging him “you all right?” was his first question, He liked the hug but he thought something was wrong. “Nothing wrong, i just wanted a hug” y/n said letting him go he turned around before hugging her back. Y/n smiled and hugged him again before epel dragged her into the cafeteria since everyone else already went in.

Sebek Zigvolt: We all know Sebek he yells (his words he just talks loudly) but now he is silent. Sebek was waiting outside Treins classroom for his friends he rarely eats breakfast with them; he wants to be near mallues at all times, from the corner of his eye he saw all six walking up to him. “ABOUT TIME YOU SHOWED-” sebek stopped mid shout and froze as he felt y/n hug him, everyone was ready for him to start shouting louder. Sebek slowly looked down at his friend before he brought his left hand up to the back of her head and patted it “ let's get to class” he said normally everyone looked at him in shock making him gently push y/n away before he walked into the classroom. Everyone slowly followed in after him y/n was worried she broke him because he was silent the entire lesson. “Sebek i’m sorry-” y/n started as she chased after sebek after class before he turned to look at her “ you did nothing wrong it felt nice thank you” he bowed everyone was still shocked at this and grim smirked “ aww look sebek is a softie” grim teased making sebek shot back up “THIS SOFTIE WILL END YOU!” sebek yelled with a red face, everyone covered their ears but laughed he was back to his normal self at least.

Ortho Shroud: HUG!THIS!BOY! (i wanna hug him! And squeeze him!) Ortho was excitedly looking for his friends “Ortho!!” y/n shouted as she ran towards her little robot friend, Ortho turned when he heard his name only to be wrapped into a warm hug, making him squeal as she swung him around as she held him in a tight hug. He loved hugs from people he cared for. “y/n! Your hugs are very warm, you should hug my brother too!” the boy happily stated

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst headcanons #twst first years #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst jack #twst x y/n #twst ortho #twst sebek #twst epel #twst deuce #twst ace #twisted wonderland oneshots #twst comfort #twst wonderland #twst first years x reader #twst fluff #twst art #disney twst #twst x reader #twst x chubby reader #twst yuu #twst scenarios #twst mc #disney twisted wonderland #twst imagines #twst grim #x female reader #female y/n

[eternal-letters]

— ꒰⁠ Twisted Wonderland ꒱

｡ ✉️ (II)

❝ I want to protect you— From all harms way. ❞

꒰ 💐 ꒱

Character(s) — Azul Ashengrotto, Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia — (Separate)

Content — Fluff + Comfort + Angst (Just a portion) + Established relationship + Use of endearments + Mentions of bullying + Crying (Reader) + Word count: 7k

Note: Some are longer than others. That is not intended.

꒰ 💐 ꒱

｡꒰⁠ 💐 ꒱ — Azul Ashengrotto

Azul glances over at you— At your sleeping form on the sofa in his office. He can't help but have a soft smile form across his face.

He stands up from his chair— After placing the paper he was reading down on his desk. Azul makes his way over towards your resting figure.

He crouches down— Leaning over a bit to rest an arm on the small amount of freespace available.

Azul takes his time to admire your facial features— He lifts a hand to gently caress away any stray hairs on your face.

Azul's face flushes a soft rosy colour as he notices your eyes slowly opening— He didn't expect his gesture to wake you up. Azul starts panicking a little on the inside.

You see Azul— His face flushed and embarrassed. He immediately looks away, he can't look you in the eyes.

You sit up on the sofa— Rubbing your eyes from any lingering sleep. You gaze contently at Azul— Relishing the current look he has at the moment. All flustered and shy around you— Just you.

Azul turns his head just slightly— Just enough so he could look at you. His gaze towards you is always so soft— Loving.

Whenever Azul looks in your eyes, he would most often recall the time when you broke down one day— Telling him of the history of your eyes back in your world. The immense bullying due to your individual difference.

It pains Azul— So much as he hates seeing you cry. Those endearing eyes that he finds himself staring at the most— Filled with tears of your suffering. He understands the feeling of being bullied.

Ever since— Azul has been reminding you of such good things about your eyes. Almost everyday— Praising your individual uniqueness.

By kissing your eyes ever so delicately— Always mumbling a set of words. Gently caressing every inch of your face— Especially your eyes.

Azul snaps out of his thoughts when you call out to him. As recently— He's been zoning out more ever since you've mentioned about being bullied back in your world, merely because of your eyes— You find that concerning.

"Have you slept well, my pearl?", Azul asks in order to distract you— He speaks in a loving tone that he uses whenever he talks with you.

Azul gives you a smile— Then leans over to give you a gentle kiss on the lips before you can say anything. He takes hold of your hand— Giving your hand a small squeeze of affection.

As if telling you that he'll be able to protect you now— With every fiber of his being.

꒰ 💐 ꒱

｡꒰⁠ 💐 ꒱ — Vil Schoenheit

Vil doesn't like it— He doesn't like it one bit.

Vil dislikes how you would often turn your face and hide it from him. Is it so wrong for him to want— To have a need to look at your facial features that he very much adores?

One day— Vil has had enough of your behaviour. Which led to his fingers between your cheeks— Holding you firmly in place by your jaw. He leans over.

"My love— Why do you keep avoiding your gaze at me?", Vil asks you calmly— He adjusts your head at an angle. An angle just so that he could see your entire face.

He sighs lovingly— His features soften. But that doesn't last long when he notices that you were squeezing your eyes shut. Vil presents a frown.

"Look at me.", Vil's tone is firm— Commanding yet soft. He doesn't want to scare you.

You follow suit to Vil's order— Hesitantly opening your eyes. His features relax— He replaces his firm grip on your jaw by cupping your face in his hands. You could feel his thumbs gently caressing the sides of your cheek.

"That's better..", Vil says in a satisfied tone— Something that tells that he's pleased. Relieved even. His eyes stare directly into your own— You could see how warm his eyes look. "I'll say this again— Why do you keep avoiding your gaze at me?"

You remained silent— Vil detected a distressed expression on your features. He presses his lips together— Feeling his heart clench just by your look.

"What's wrong? Your expression hurts me..", Vil's voice drops to a soft whisper— He continues to gently caress your cheeks.

You tell him— You were hesitant about it first, but everything just poured out gradually. Vil listens— His brows frowned.

Vil repeats every word in his head. The bullying you've endured back in your world— Simply because of your eyes. The eyes that he finds so attractive and unique.

Every word— It pained him so much. You soon finished— Your tears threatening to fall from your slightly reddened eyes.

"Unfortunate, truly..", Vil breathes quietly. He doesn't know how to feel— Yet he feels a sense of annoyance. "My love, those potatoes simply do not understand your beauty."

Vil brushes his thumbs towards your eyes— Wiping the tears that have now fallen from your eyes.

꒰ 💐 ꒱

｡꒰⁠ 💐 ꒱ — Idia Shroud

Idia started to attend his classes in person more. That reason being— Just so he can be able to see you.

Idia was willing to endure the interactions with others— The crowded noisy environment— As long as he's able to see you. To hear you naturally— To also be able to gaze at a set of features that he cannot resist staring at.

Your eyes bring Idia so much comfort— He can stare at them all day. Everyday. He'll even choose you— Over everything.

It's unfortunate that you don't have any classes with him— But being able to see you in the hallways and during lunch is always a thought in his head. In which makes him gather the willpower to attend a lot of things in person— Only if he knows you're attending.

Upon one particular evening— He was just having lunch with you. As your friends had gotten into trouble with some students— And now serving their time healing in the infirmary.

You had finished eating early— As you just wanted to rest. You haven't been resting very well— And Idia knows why.

You've been having nightmares— Ones of bullying. The bullying back in your world— Only because of your eyes. Idia's stomach churns seeing you cry and suffer— Yet, he feels like the people back in your world are people who aren't worth anything— It upsets him.

Ortho notices Idia's hair changing colour— A flame of red and orange. Ortho is quick with his words.

"Ah! Brother!", Ortho talks in order to snap Idia out of his thoughts— He succeeds in doing so. "I've scanned them and they're in a deep sleep! Why not hold their hand?"

Idia's eyes perked up at his younger brother— Then at your sleeping form. He slowly incases your hand with his own under the table— Making sure to not wake you up, or to be caught by other people other than his brother.

It would be so embarrassing— Having you or people know that he would often hold your hand in secret when you sleep. As he wants to be able to comfort you.

To provide you a sense of warmth and safety— Even if he himself can't even hug you without burning up. As long as you're not crying in your slumber— He's content.

꒰ 💐 ꒱

｡꒰⁠ 💐 ꒱ — Malleus Draconia

Malleus stares at you— Directly at your face most specifically.

"Child of man..", Malleus says— In order to get your attention. "I've always wondered.."

Malleus pauses a bit— His heartbeat almost quickens the more he looks at your facial features. He controls his breathing— Trying to compose himself.

"Your eyes.. are so unique..", Malleus leans down in order to get to eye level with you. He softly places both of his hands on your face— He gazes at you tenderly. "So gorgeous."

With those words— Malleus notices your eyes glossing up, along with a faint rosy blush adorning your features. His eyes widened a bit in surprise.

"Child.. of man? My lo—", Malleus stops mid sentence. His eyes filled with panic— As he sees that you're crying. It pained him.

Malleus immediately removes his hands from your face— Slightly stepping back to create some distance. He just stared at you— Bewildered. Malleus immediately assumes that he's done or said something wrong. The sudden crying is unexpected.

You notice this— You wiped your tears as you reassured him that he did nothing wrong. You told him why you were crying in the first place— In order to ease his mind.

You told Malleus about the bullying you had to endure back at your world— Just because of your eyes. You've felt insecure about it.

Malleus listens— Nodding his head to signal that he's listening. He seems calm— But the slight income of a brewing storm says otherwise. The skies dark and green— A single strike of thunder immediately halted your words.

Malleus is upset— You quickly held his hand, the skies clear. You sighed in relief mentally.

However— The lingering thought of you being bullied, because of your eyes? Malleus truly cannot believe it. His brows frowned— Then disappeared as soon as you looked up at his own vibrant eyes.

Malleus facial features softened— His heart feeling warm. He leans down— Giving you a quick peck on your forehead.

His fingers traces the corners of your eyes— The touch so tender. Malleus whispers something— Almost inaudible but you could make sense of it.

"Those beings are foolish..", Malleus softly sighs. The look in his eyes— It radiated so much warmth as he couldn't help but stare at you for a very long time. "So foolish for doing such actions towards someone so enchanting.."

꒰ 💐 ꒱

Sincerely— Eternal Letters

꒰⁠ Thank you for reading ꒱

｡ December 21, 2023 — February 11, 2024

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[taiiyucky]

of course floyd is happy about it alksdfjlasd

#twisted wonderland #twst #floyd leech #twst floyd #kalim al asim #twst kalim #tai art #meme from twitter (x) #@g4teway31 original poster of drawing comfort character in this meme #floyd is business as usual #kalim is business as usual ;o;

[honey-milk-depresso]

Hey, Honey~ If you were still accepting: The Prompt: Azul And/Or The Tweels interacting with a GN!Reader that overworks themselves to the point of burnout, but will do most anything but admit it? Can be formatted however you feel inspired, HC's, Oneshots, Gen. Interactions, etc ^v^

Congrats on 2.5K and many more ahead~

Heyyy- I'm on my woman day of reckoning for 5 days-

Octavinelle S/o's overworking themselves and doesn't want to admit

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul understands that everyone in life would go through burnout once in their life that even he does so too, but he isn't very keen to see you pushing yourself over the limit almost every day when you have work to do.

"S/o, I suggest you take a break. You've been overworking yourself far too much." "I'm not tired, Azul..." you muttered in response.

Azul frowns a bit. It's insulting if you think he can't see the dark eyebags under your eyes or dry lips through his glasses if you assumed he had "poor sight". He clicks he tongue, dragging your chair to pull you back from your desk.

"H-huh?" "My Pearl, I will not repeat myself again. Take a break, you're seriously tired." "But I'm not!" the dorm leader merely sighs, shaking his head.

"Pearl, please, I'm worried for you." "Don't be."

Azul's face contorted into a mortified expression. "Don't be"?! How can he "don't be" worried about you? You're his precious pearl, his darling s/o! Of course, he would be worried about you! Just as you were about to pull away, he tightened his grip of your chair, and pulls you back. "S/o... how can I not be? I care about you so much... how could you tell me to not care about you?"

The way he said it was genuinely sad, a bit offended that it made you winced. "I'm sorry..." "Oh don't be, I just want you to know I'm here for you," Azul gingerly wrapped his arms around you as he pulled you into his embrace.

He smiled when you immediately hugged him back and melted into his touch almost instantly. "Now, s/o, why not we give you a nice warm bath, hm?" <3

Jade Leech

He knows the feeling of burnout too well; night shifts taken up by him almost all the time, his duties as vice dorm leader have never been easy ones, and on top of all that, he has to keep up with his academic records.

The eel manages it all quite well, but he laments on the inside of how he would have little time to spend with you (and his mushrooms).

So, imagine coming into your room feeling bewildered as he sees you chained to your desk with your back hunched and hair frizzled, seeing you tiredly but furiously doing your work. He's been seeing you like this more and more frequently, and it's slightly mortifying that this has become your norm.

"S/o, I believe it's time for you to take a rest, no?" "It's okay Jade, I'm not tired." Well, that's just a lie. Jade is unimpressed that you think he can't see your obviously burnt-out state just scribbling away words and formulas on worksheets. "It's very obvious you are, s/o." "I swear I'm not!" you insisted, a pout on your face. That's not going to work on the vice dorm, no, no.

"S/o," he bends down, gently whispering into your ear as you blushed at the sudden close contact. "H-huh?!" "If you don't rest," he says, hands gliding down your arms as they finally rested on top of your palms, continuing in a sultry voice, "I wouldn't be so pleased..." You turned to look at him, his face solemn and serious with half lidded eyes staring right back at you with a certain firmness to them. You gulped as he sighs.

"I'm not angry, I'm concerned, my dear. It would seriously pain me to see you in such a miserable state. So please, take a rest, s/o." Your pursed your lips, sighing. "Alright."

Jade smiles softly, as he placed his palm on the small of your back, ushering you to your bed. "I'll make you some tea, wait here for me, alright? Meanwhile, be good and rest in your bed, okay? Fufufu~" <3

Floyd Leech

Floyd can easily tell when he's at the point of burnout and would immediately stop himself from doing so. It's rather surprising for Floyd to know of the dangers of overworking himself. Perhaps he has seen others around him who enter this threshold, or maybe he has experienced it before once and it was just the nastiest feeling he had ever gotten in his life.

Either way, he wasn't all the happy to see you slouched at your desk trying to complete all your work. "Hmm? ~ Shrimpy what are you doing? Is that your homework? Tomorrow's a Saturday, you know, you could just do it tomorrow." "It's not just homework, Floyd. Crowley gave me stuff to do, too."

Floyd frowns at this information. "Well, tell him to wait." "He's the headmaster." "So what? You're already tired, Shrimpy!" "I'm not." The eel huffed, already starting to grow frustrated. Seriously, Shrimpy? You think he can't see your half-dead state? What do you take him for???

Floyd doesn't say anything, he only extends his hand and grabs your chair, swirling you around to face him.

"Hey! What the heck?!" "Shrimpy." You paused. You've never heard him so serious before. "Go. Rest. Now." "I'm seriously not tired, Floyd." You tried to turn away, but the vice grip of Floyd left you futile in trying to turn your chair away, and the glare he sent you left you paralyzed and nervous.

"You should know better than anyone else, Shrimpy. Burnout's a thing you should take seriously and avoid. Otherwise, you'd be in a lot of pain, and I don't want that to happen..." Floyd blushes a little, frowning as he averted his eyes away. Never have you though your rambunctious eel would get serious with you. "I... thank you, Floyd." "So, go sleep."

Floyd scooped you in his arms, carrying you towards your bed as he gently plopped you down, before lying down beside you and wrapping his arms around you in a tight and warm embrace. He giggles, signaling he was back to being your regular ol' Floyd.

"Shrimpy, don't overwork yourself again, okay? Hehehe~" <3

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[lanshappycorner]

my rendition of that one meme thats been going around on twt

#draw ur two comfort characters like this #sayaka isnt my comfort character though shes more like my agonizing angst character but same thing #twisted wonderland #deuce spade #puella magi madoka magica #sayaka miki

[etheries1015]

Malleus finding you curled up in a ball, sobbing. Inconsolable. He isn't sure why, and doesn't want to prod with questions while you're so vulnerable. Being the protective dragon he is and understanding how fragile humans are in such a state, he turns into his dragon form- hovering around you with his tail in a protective stance. You sob into his tail, arms wrapped around tears staining it. He purrs and squeezes slightly, nuzzling into your trembling body. He let's you cry it out, until you lull into a peaceful sleep feeling warm and shielded by his loving protection.

#twisted wonderland #malleus #malleus draconia #until u wake up to find it was actually ur pillow you were sobbing into #bc u have no friends and noone to talk to #and ur only form of comfort is thru fictional characters #hahahaaaa #im so exhausted

[navigatorjin]

Chapter I: Plot twist, it’s not a trip to hell

dictionary:¹háozi - the Chinese name for the raccoon dog

A/N : although I’m not sure if the translation is correct because I do not know things about Chinese translation, but if I’m wrong, please do correct me. I also tried writing this at 2nd POV, I hope I did this okay lol

“Ugh... Is it morning already..?”

A small movement of something shaking made you woke up in a mess, hair sticking on you face as droplets of sweat drip from your forehead down to your chin.

It’s disgustingly... hot. So hot you feel like you’re melting from the heat.

‘This is bad...’ You whimpered, breathing becoming heavy as you felt yourself become lightheaded. Although it only takes you a couple of second to finally feel refresh again, it didn’t help the fact that the wave of hotness surging from your pulse is still tingling as it run up to your nerves.

You slowly opened your eyes, light blue eyelashes fluttering with every movement only to left an uncomfortable sound when you saw nothing but darkness.

“Where in the everlasting chicken fuck am I...?” You grumbled under your breath, puffs of cloud leaving your mouth from being overwhelmed by the heat. ‘... Shit, I can’t do this here.’

A grunt slip out of your mouth. You were left no choice, it’s either become high from the heat or save your ass by using this so-called powers of yours.

Blue particles dust your current appearance, adding the light that supports your vision. A low sound of something cracking reach your ears, comes with a great pain of something pricking your skin yet that’s all you sense before you felt enliven from the current cold you’re feeling.

‘Much better,’ You sighed, however, the fact that you don’t know where you are still bothers you. Not to mention, wherever you are, the place is too narrow to your liking.

Until you feel it again, the same rattling movement that woke you up earlier.

“I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me....” A gruff sounding voice echoed outside the place you are in, strangely enough it also sounds more akin to a child’s. “Ugh.... This lid weights a ton!” The place shook once again.

You lift an arm to your front, feeling a rough texture touch your skin. You furrowed your brows when you heard the person talks again, this time it sounds more devilish for a child’s voice.

“Try this on for size! Mya-ha!”

You feel something radiate. Something that counter the coldness of your power.

It’s painfully hot, it came gradually searing through your skin, to your veins before reaching your already warm face. You were overwhelmed, it’s so hot, hot, hot, hot, hothothothotsohotsohotsohotsohotsohotsohot.

You couldn’t take it anymore, you notice the way your power surges from your beating heart to your pulse. Slowly and painfully, a loud gasp escape your mouth you didn’t know you’re holding.

You felt the way the heat on your face vaporize the moment your power went out of control for a second. A dim light hits your bare face making you squint and grunt upon the contact before putting a hand on your head.

“What in the name of Morax and my hot mother—” You suddenly stopped mumbling, eyes colorless as you felt your soul leaving your body.

‘I’m not high in naku weed, but what the fuck am I seeing,’ You are frozen on your spot, head turning left to right but everything you could see is countless coffins floating around and, hold up—is that a floating mirror you are seeing?

“Now to grab the goods...” The same voice you heard earlier made you snap back to reality. And for the second time today, but this time, you felt your soul ascending to the destroyed home of the Gods. “What!? You ain't supposed to be awake!!”

“Am I being paranoid or is this a talking háozi¹ I’m perceiving?” By now, you’re starting to question what really went wrong during the nine months your mother carried you in her womb.

“I don’t know what this ‘háozi’ you’re talking about and I feel like being insult, so HOW DARE YOU! I am Grim, sorcerer extraordinaire!" The talking háozi protested, anger lacing his voice. Electric blue eyes sneering at your form before he demanded, “Tch. Whatever. You... Human! Just gimme your uniform and be quick about it!”

You scrunched up your nose in disgust. Like, genuinely speaking, why the fuck does he think you’re going to give him your clothes?

“‘Cause if you don’t... You’re gonna regret it!” The háozi made a devilish grin, his fangs slightly showing as the fire that ignites on his ears, that you didn’t notice earlier leaving you speechless, burn the brightest color of blue.

“Getting roasted alive? Definitely not on my bucket list, nope, nah, nada, nuh-uh,” The háozi watch as you shake your head in a way he could tell you’re saying ‘no’ as you cross your arms ‘x’, the action angered him more and bro was it his last straw.

You peek an eye to the háozi that has been quiet, his silence deafening to your ears but despite all that, you can’t help but be curious when he said he wanted you to give him your uniform.

I mean, it’s just a normal uniform, right? Long-sleeved white blouse, yellow necktie, top with a yellow vest, a gray blazer with the school’s insignia personally designed by the Liyue’s finest designer and a dark pleated skirt. The uniform complimenting Liyue National High School’s color code, pretty normal isn’t it? So why does he—

Oh.

OH.

You don’t know when you changed, but you certainly did not remember having a dark robe with a fine patterns of gold. ‘Cool aesthetic—wait, that’s not the point!’

From the corner of your eyes, you could see the way the fire on his ears light up in a way that could rival the sun, but it’s blue. ‘Did I provoke him too much?’

You shake off the thought, all you can think right now is the way to escape because just by standing next to the háozi makes you want to combust out of existence.

You saw the way his ears twitch, the slightest movement making you flinch. And second later, you find yourself running away.

You don’t know where you are, you don’t even know how you quickly adapt at your surroundings like you’ve seen it before, but one could tell that you’re afraid. Afraid of the thought you won’t be able to come back.

You didn’t know how fast you’re running, but you were definitely sure you pass by a classroom a couple of minutes ago.

Your hand reached up to a large door before it open with a creek. Library, that’s what you thought when you finally managed to stop on your track to catch your breath.

‘I already failed PE and you expect me to run this far..?’ You deadpanned, finding it funny how you were mentally asking practically no one but yourself.

“Man, whoever puts me in this marathon shit, I hope you woke up in the wrong side of the bed,” You ruffled your hair, clicking your tongue in the process. “No, scratch that. I hope their life gets worse like actually.”

But your escape isn’t successful when you heard the familiar hoarse voice, "Foolish human! Did you really think you could slip away from ME?" His shit-eating grin plastered on his furred face with his electric blue eyes boring right through your soul, "Now, unless you wanna get burned to a crisp, take off that—"

You flinch at the sound of something cracking, and the moment you turned your head, the talking háozi was already caught in a what seems like a whip.

“Me-YEOW!” The háozi growled, “That hurt! What gives?”

“Consider it tough love,” A voice spoke, deep and old, as a figure appeared. What's more stand out was the person's crow-like mask. “Ah, I found you at last. Splendid. I trust you two are one of this year's new student?”

What?

“My, were you ever eager to make you debut,” The mysterious man spoke again, crossing his arms like he’s disappointed as he narrow his eyes at you. "And bringing a poorly trained familiar with you? That is a clear violation of the school's rules."

“Sir, with all due respect, I do not know wha—”

However, the háozi cutted you off before you could even finish you apologetic speech, “As if I'd serve some lowly human! Now let me go!”

Man, you were not having it today...

“Yes, yes. Rebellious familiar always say that. Do be quiet for a bit won’t you?” The man grab the háozi, wrapping the whip on his mouth, ultimately preventing the poor háozi from speaking more.

“Mmmrph!”

“Dear me,” The man sighed in dissatisfaction, dramatically putting a hand over his head. “Of all the students I've dealt with, you are the first with temerity enough to open their own gate and step out of it. Does the very notion of patience elude you?”

‘Listen here mister sir, I’m fucking pissed and your body is looking nice enough to burn and freeze your remains.’

Noticing your silence, but not the way your eye twitch in annoyance, he continue where he left off, “No matter. Your orientation has already began. Let us return to the Mirror Chamber," He said, practically dragging you with the háozi still tied on the lash.

“Student...?” The mere mention of the word piqued your ears.

“You awakened in a room full of gates, am I right?” He eyed you from the corner of his eyes, voice left in a questioning tone but definitely not taking an answer yet. “All the students here at the campus arrived by passing through such gates. Although typically the students have restraint enough to wait until I open them before waking up.”

“I think the fire blew the lid of mine,” ‘Not now, don’t freak out, stay cal—DOES HE FUCKING MEAN THOSE COFFIN IS A GATEWAY OF SORT?!’

“The design is intended to symbolize a parting from your former world—” he spoke, again not bothering to let you voice your opinion regarding the matter at hand. “—And a rebirth to a new one. But now is not the time for such prattle. You’ve student orientation to attend! Go on, now. Make haste.”

“First of all,”You hold out a finger, signaling him to stop before glaring at the man, “Who are you? And the audacity to drag me, rude ass old man.”

Oh how your words made such an impact to the mysterious crow-masked man. ‘D... Does youngsters these day really this scary...?’

“Hm?” The man mused, scratching off the fact that you left him nervous just by the way you talk to him. “Have you not fully regained consciousness?” He wore the same quizzical expression you have, and it’s awkward seeing how you’re both puzzled at this point. Clearing his throat, he continues: “The timespace teleportation must have addled your memories..... Well, this things happen, I suppose. I shall explain it to you while we walk. Truly, my magnanimity is boundless."

Well, at least he stayed truth to his word...

You were somehow in the most prestigious college in Twisted Wonderland: Night Raven College, an institute for students the world over who demonstrate a rare aptitude for magic. And he, Dire Crowley, is the one entrusted by the chairman to serve as its headmage, to your surprise.

So there is also people who have a supernatural ability like yours?

And only those who the Dark Mirror perceives as having a talent for magic are admitted to the college, and those who are selected are summoned to the campus through those “gates”, which can appear everywhere. ‘Has Teyvat always been this way ever since the great downfall of Celestia..?’

Not long enough, you have found yourself back at the room you first woke up in.

#✒️.jin #ice temptation #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #female reader #platonic #twisted wonderland fluff #twisted wonderland angst #twisted wonderland comfort #heartslabyul x reader #scarabia x reader #savanaclaw x reader #pomefiore x reader #octavinelle x reader #ignihyde x reader #diasomnia x reader

[ryllen]

a morning after

#twst #twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt #twst yuu #twst mc #fanart #back hold is one of the gentlest gesture #also spouse rubbing their partner's chest for comfort

[hanafubukki]

Menstrual Cramps Comfort Headcanons with Diasomnia (+ Meleanor Draconia and The Knight of Dawn)

You are cramping and curled up in bed, Malleus holds you, his tail and arms holding you protectively. The heat from his hands sooth your pain. Malleus would try and keep your mind off the pain by talking to you or spouting random gargoyle facts. When you were sleeping, he would cast a spell so you would have sweet dreams. “Ask me anything you need, beloved, and I will provide.” Suffice to say, Malleus will be with you the entire time.

Lilia knew about menstrual cycles but the fae’s differs from the humans vastly. So he learned what he could from books and online resources, now if those books were up to date is another story. Lilia is a caretaker and he will take care of you: blankets, chocolates, and head pats are some of what you can look forward to. “I’m here, love. You can lean on me.” But also, because he’s cheeky, “I know there’s a way you don’t have to worry about your cycle for 9 months. What do you say? Should we try it~”

Silver knew something was wrong from the way you moved. He was a trained knight, it was his duty to observe for anything out of the ordinary, and you were clearly not yourself. When you hunched over in pain, he was quick to your side, offering to take you to the infirmary. Chivalry isn’t dead, it is literally personified in Silver. He would hold heavy items for you, pick you up from class, get you food, and make sure to remind you of meds if you need it. He would offer to stay with you so you wouldn’t be alone. “I don’t want to see you suffer, please rely on me.”

Sebek could smell the blood miles away. Normally he would think it’s just a result from normal NRC brawls, but when he smelled it concentrated on you, he was alert right away. He would ask you where you were hurt, practically ready to haul you over his shoulder to the infirmary, but when he paused and observed you: he knew what was wrong. It’s okay, he would assure you, he knew what to do from his mother and his sister after all. You could tell he was embarrassed, but he took his duty diligently in protecting you. He would make you teas, spout facts on what you should and shouldn’t do, and be ready for anyone who looked wrong at you. “Be at ease! For I will protect you from any harm. Now, drink that tea. It will help your pain.”

Meleanor was surprised when she learned about human’s cycles. For the fae, it was vastly different. They had it a couple times a year, but for humans to have it every month? My, how inconvenient it can be, especially if it is as painful as yours seems to be. No worries, she will provide so you are always comfortable. After all, she is Queen of Briar Valley, everything is within her reach. She would have you rest, her hands threading through your hair, soothing you. Her humming a melody calming you down. If anyone dared to hurt you, she wouldn’t hold back from smiting them. “Imbeciles, they dare to hurt you? I will deal with them personally. Now rest, little one, I’m here.”

The Knight of Dawn is determined and loyal as you know. He would notice right away when he saw you. He knew something was off. You seemed to curl into yourself more as time went on. He would watch you throughout the day, helping you whenever he could. He had an inkling of what was wrong but didn’t want to embarrass you. He would bring you food and have you rest repeatedly throughout the day. He would ask the three fairies who blessed him for a potion to help you should the pain be more than you could handle. At times, you couldn’t help but wonder if he wanted to just carry you to bed with how antsy he unknowingly was. He would hold your hand and rub his thumb on your wrist, trying to sooth you. Don’t be surprised if you fell asleep in his warm presence and woke up to him smiling gently at you. “Are you awake? Sleep some more, I will watch over you.”

#ahhh this was super indulgent I love it alot #these are longer than I expected but very much comforting #hope it comforts you too #malleus draconia x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #twst silver x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader #meleanor draconia x reader #twst knight of dawn x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst headcanons #twst silver #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #sebek zigvolt #meleanor draconia #twst knight of dawn #the knight of dawn #tw menstrual cycle

[thegoldencontracts]

I can make a request for Azul x Reader who confesses to him, but asks him to reject their feelings because they thinks he doesn't return their feelings and thinks he wouldn't date someone like them? Make it have a fluffy ending please!!!

Of course! Thank you for requestingg <3

Irrationality, Love

Summary: Azul never could help the irrational way he acted around you. An unexpected confession helps him sort himself out.

Notes: A dash of angst(?), I'm soo sorry to you anon I think I got a bit too self-indulgent with the prompt

You were an odd person. You weren't meant to be, that was the problem. You were average. No particularly remarkable talents or privileges to set you apart- at least, not when compared to the highly eccentric students of Night Raven.

And yet, you made Azul act in an infuriatingly irrational way. His heart raced, his face flushed, his head rushed. Seeing you in the hallways, he couldn't help but stare.

Your eyes, your hair, your lips- they were all tantalizing. Were they really, though? Or was that merely a part of the odd curse you'd set upon him, for him to be doomed to admire you no matter what?

It was an odd, addicting feeling. Why was it addicting? Why did he so crave the sight of your visage? He didn't even know.

He still remembered the first time he'd met you. Well, 'met' was a generous way to put it.

You'd been dining at the Lounge one day, and he'd been observing to make sure things were running smoothly.

But the moment he saw you, that turned into observing your face.

For quite a while. You seemed to sparkle, to shine. He couldn't look away.

Then, you met his gaze.

"Uh- is something the matter?" You asked, tilting your head in a confused manner that looked positively adorable. Wait, no, he wasn't supposed to think that.

"I don't understand what you're asking," Azul said, plastering his face with a condescending grin, before feigning a look of shock. "Oh, did you believe I was looking at you? Odd. I assure you, that wasn't the case. Apologies for souring your experience."

He had to save face. He was Azul Ashengrotto, the mercantile housewarden of Octavinelle. His ruthless yet elegant demeanor had garnered him fear and reverence alike throughout the school. He couldn't just throw that away over- this!

You seemed to accept that answer. Azul hastily left, only letting himself let out his long suppressed sigh of frustration after entering his room.

From next to him, Jade grinned.

"You seem out of sorts," he said, with the look of a predator analysing every weakness in their prey. Azul loathed having that look directed at him; he'd much rather Jade save it fort the clients.

"Shut it."

Jade merely laughed.

"I'm going to handle this- illness of mine, I assure you," Azul said, and Jade actually seemed confused at that. No matter. Azul wouldn't let himself be made a fool of. He couldn't.

Since then, he'd attempted to avoid you, though he'd failed quite a few times. More than quite a few times, in fact. Against his wishes and yet in compliance with them at the same time, you two'd grown closer, and the pounding of his heart around you only seemed to increase.

"Can't believe you're doing this for free, Azul," you said during one of your joint study-sessions, an impish grin on your face. "Is big bad Azul trying to make friends with someone? How shocking!"

Azul didn't know why, but the thought of you two being friends made him upset in a way that signalled that he wanted something more. What more could he possibly want? And why were you implying he was acting out of sentiment?

"P-Preposterous," he said, though his face was flushed. "I don't have friends, only business partners. A-and this is a mutually beneficial business exchange."

You just laughed.

"I never knew you could be so cute, Azul."

What was that supposed to mean? He wasn't cute, he was a businessman! A highly intimidating, refined businessman!

"F-Focus," he said. Why did he keep stuttering? This was all so odd. He only did this around you. He'd tried to get away, and yet he couldn't bring himself to? Why?

"Of course," you said, and that was it for your teasing. Well, for that study session, at least. It seemed like you'd never stop teasing him.

One day, however, you approached him in private, an uncharacteristically somber expression on your face. He wanted to wipe it off, to bring that impish grin back.

"I, uh, have something to tell you," you said, gaze downcast.

"What is it?"

"I love you," you said, as if it was nothing, as if you hadn't just brought a thousand questions to the forefront of his mind. You spoke once more after a few seconds. "...You can reject me now."

You'd been expecting rejection? Could he even reject you, when your confession had brought an answer to the question he'd had for ages?

Love. Was that the odd emotion you'd made him feel all along? It made sense.

"I assure you, you mustn't -"

"Don't try that customer service crap on me. I know you too well." A laugh and a choked sob, all at once. "I know that you're smart, hard-working, adorable and handsome at the same time, ambitious, strong, and just about a hundred other positive adjectives. And look-"

A tear fell from your right eye. It wasn't dramatic or even noticeable at a glance, but it was more heartbreaking than any cinematic breakdown.

"Look at me." Your words were naught but a cracked whisper. "I never stood a chance."

You'd expected rejection, but that wasn't what he was going to give. Azul had repressed his emotions, and that had hurt you. He couldn't let that happen. Not anymore.

Azul steeled himself.

"You're being much too hard on yourself," he chided. "And much too kind about me. If you think I don't return your feelings, then you're mistaken."

You looked at him, eyes wide with shock.

"You're joking, you've gotta be-"

In a fit of what he could only give the shameful label of primal instinct, Azul pulled you in by the tie of your uniform for a kiss.

Long, passionate, and greedy - though he was disappointed at the lack of internal fireworks that Idia's visual novels had promised him, it was lovely.

Azul pulled back after a while, leaving both of you breathless.

"Does that make my stance on the matter clear?" He said, and you nodded shakily. He was thankful for that, because he couldn't imagine having to say the words 'I love you' aloud.

"We're dating, then?" You said, a hopeful shine in your eyes.

He grinned.

"I'd love that."

Bonus:

"You've finally managed to overcome your emotional waterlogging, Azul? I couldn't be more proud."

"Yeah, little Azul's all~ grown up!"

"Hush, you," Azul said, before he realized.

"How long have you known?"

"Since you two first met," Jade said as if they were nothing.

Eh?

They'd known for- for that long? He'd been that obvious? How had he not noticed earlier? This was insane! He was slipping, and-

"Is something the matter, Azul?"

"I think you broke him."

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