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faeflowerz · 1 year

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The First Years Crushing on Their Upperclassman (PT 2)

And here is Part 2! Im very tired. I only jave graphics for the first years as i write this so I'll be slowly rolling out everyone. I guess I can do them on case by case? Anyway!! Click here for the first Part.

Warnings: Ortho is in this lineup. I don't want to hear any complaining about it.

Characters: Epel, Ortho, Sebek

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My boy Epel will put on a performance for his senpai. Not the kind of performance that Rook suggested, but instead the machismo performance that really would make Vil seethe with shame. Yes, our little apple dumplin decides to go to his magift team for advice on how to court you. He met you in the infirmary since you get an extra credit for working there. Once, he came in busted up and bruised like the Courtland apple he is. You scolded him relentlessly as you patched him up. What if Vil found out? The Housewarden would eat your heart if he found out his little Lady was visibly injured. He already forced you to use special salves on all Pome students to prevent scarring. Really, that man kept you busy.

But Epel wasn't hearing all that. He was sitting there leaning into your touch and swooning. You're so gentle when you tended to his scars that it felt nostalgic. Since he was surrounded by older people growing up, Epel probably unconsciously developed his crush on you based on how nurturing you were with him.

Then he starts acting unwise.

This lil macintosh goes out of his way to injure himself. He plays rougher, fights more, and exhausts himself all just to see you. Then, he hobbles into your infirmary, expecting you to take care of him. Part of him also enjoys being treated like a regular guy for once, especially when you lecture him. His peers also have to sit through it and that's what makes him happy. But during one of their big games, Epel actually does hurt himself. Like, on accident. He's no longer thinking about being able to spend a few hours with you. Now he's thinking about how much he fucked up. He really fucked up.

You do your best and thankfully it's just a sprain, but Epel's being a real Granny Smith at the moment. "Clearly this was a sign that you were doing something you had no business doing," you pull up a chair and sit at his bedside.

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you've been practically living here in the infirmary and I've yet to understand why."

"I guess I'm just reckless?"

"And yet you never seem to need to be here any other time. You're not Ace. You're certainly not Deuce. So, what's the deal here?" When you finally start grilling him, he starts to break. Epel didn't think this through and he hadn't considered the possibility that you'd find out the pattern.

"I...I think I like being here..." he dares to look at you. Rather than anger or irritation, you're patient and most certainly concerned. "Because...Because you're here...if it wasn't during magift, it'd be during gym. Or potions. Or whenever you're here! You're always so nice to me and I feel...like a regular guy around you." Epel grips the sheets as the words tumble from his lips like a fountain. He couldn't stop it either. His stomach turned as he was on the verge of tears.

"Oh...Epel...honey, you don't have to hurt yourself just to see me...I won't turn you away if you visit," you caress his cheek. "I promise." When he looks up at you, your cheeks flush. Epel was certainly cute, but sometimes he seemed a lot more mature than one would expect. Now, you're starting to feel shy. Something in your dynamic shifts as he starts to accept your confession. He grins and presses his forehead against yours.

"Senpai, you better promise to let me come by any time I want. No questions asked." Ah, shit. You're gonna regret this, won't you?

Ortho’s crush on his senpai could first be mistaken for something else. You're Idia's classmate and by some miracle, he lets you into his very limited bubble. Despite being his opposite, you admittedly have great taste in everything...only because you have a lot of common interests. So one day he invites you to his dorm (pre OB) and you meet his adorable little cupcake of a brother. Ortho was already a person to you. Idia had always said "my brother this and my brother that" so you already imagined a shorter fireball running around campus somewhere.

"This is my little brother..." Idia, not one for proper introductions, just turns to start up the game you came to play. And to your surprise, both you and Ortho are a little irked by that. Still, you smile at him.

"Hey! I'm glad to finally meet you. Idia loves to talk about you, but he didn't say you'd be insanely cute!" And that flipped a switch in him. Maybe it was the compliment or maybe it was his inquisitive nature but he wanted to see you again and again.

And he always makes sure that he's around when you're visiting. Ortho justifies that he merely wants to see how you managed to get Idia to allow you in his personal space. But like...Ortho also demands your attention more than Idia does. He hugs your arms and laughs at your jokes and constantly offers to help you with your homework. You think it's sweet until he becomes an official student.

Post OB, Ortho’s giving into his full school experience. One of which is having a crush. And then it starts to click with him. He likes you. A LOT. You let Ortho hang out with you more sans Idia and...the boy has rizz. Oh sweet seven, he's such a good flirt.

"Senpai, you look great today. When you wear blue, we start to match!"

"Heheh when you make that face, I can't help but tease you!"

"I found these compatability quizzes online and they seem to think we're a perfect match!"

Unlike the others, he doesn't have a skill issue. And I'm not saying that bc I'm crushing. Er, anyways.

It comes to a head when he takes his mask off. You'd always been curious and now you got to see a full set of pointy teeth. And for some reason, you're a little afraid. When he brushes his artificial tongue over a few of them, a shiver runs down your spine. What's worse is that his golden eyes pinned you right where you were. Half lidded and glimmering with mischief he finally says, "What's wrong, senpai? I promise I won't bite...unless you beg me to."

Your soul fucking ascends.

So, Sebek with a crush will be annoying af, especially when you're his senpai. He's already got an undeserved sense of confidence. Sebek can't help that he's better than these pudgy soft humans! He's also like Epel in that he wants to showboat and peacock for his crush. Did you see that? Look what he just did! Hey, human, keep your eyes open! Don't miss a single second! He's so excited.

You two met through Silver. Sometimes you studied with him and this time, you had some free time after your session. Silver invited you to tag along since you didn't have anything else to do for the rest of the day. Besides, there was no way horses were real. So, you accept.

Unfortunately, horses are real. Fortunately, the riding club looked really good in their uniforms. You lean on the fence and watch as everyone tends to their Butterscotch and Vorpal. Their Angus and Achilles. Then, you notice that one guy is struggling. Like, he's trying to coax his horse out of the stable and she wasn't having any of his bullshit. He was also yelling loud enough to startle the ravens in the nearby trees. The others just ignored him while you watched on curiously. But it started to get a little sad and you valued your eardrums. Rummaging through your bag, you take out a baggie of apple slices and head closer to the stable. You pull out a slice and whistle to them. Sebek never turned his head so fast and watched as his horse huffed at him and trotted over to nibble on your treats.

Needless to say, Sebek tried hard to dislike you for that alone.

But you kept visiting. He kept struggling. You kept winning over his (not so) trusty steed. So, he over compensates by showing off and bragging about stuff he can do that you can't. You put your chin in your hands and smile. There was something sweet about the way he wanted to prove himself. And clearly he was bothered by your visits. So you straight up tell him that you're going to teach him how to connect with his horse.

"Human! What makes you think you can order me around so confidently?!" He opens his mouth wide enough to show off his cute little fairy fangs. You shrug and start to walk off until "Where are you going?!"

"I figured that was your way of telling me no." He sputters as if your reasoning was preposterous. "What? What's with that face?"

"I...would like you to teach me..."

And from there, Sebek fell for you. He was already into you from day one, but he wouldn't admit it. What started as a little here and there visit became a routine for you both. The one time you aren't able to make it and all of a sudden, Sebek is flagging you down outside of your classroom. "Senpai! Where were you yesterday?!" You nearly jump out of your skin at the sound of his voice. As your heart starts to settle, you get the pleasure of listening to Sebbie lecture you about punctuality and keeping promises. A question finally interrupts him.

"Sebek-kun...do you wanna get lunch together?" His cheeks turn the prettiest shade of red when you lace your fingers through his. Sebek is such a good boy that he couldn't possibly turn you down.

BONUS! YUUKEN!

Haha look, Yuuken is cute and I kind of view him as his own person.

Yuuken friendzones you. Yeah, surprisingly you confessed to him and he turns you down. Not because of attraction but because he's from a whole other universe and falling in love only to come back to our shitty world would be heartbreaking. He doesn't want to put you through that. But that doesn't mean that he doesn't have feelings for you.

Yeah, he's noticed you. You flirt with him like everyone else does. But he likes when you do it. He flirts back for once. There's also something else that you do while he's there. You listen to him. Over time, you've noticed that Yuuken carries the entire school on his back. Overblots, unpleasant students, and Crowley. All of it takes a toll and you're always there to help. You weren't a main character. Just someone in the mob.

This one is after Idia's blot. You visit with tons of snacks for him (and Grim) and just let him vent. You always try to listen to everything and be an active listener. But you were kind of tired. It wasn't anything he said, you just had a long day. "You should get to bed," he said quietly, stopping just before the good part.

"No! I'm listening...I'm..." a yawn interrupts you. In your lap, Grim was already asleep. It was pretty late, wasn't it? "Please finish."

He smiles softly at you and lets you scoot closer to him on the couch. He's so warm. Yuuken continues his story and you're fully asleep by the time he gets to the end.

I would imagine that you two kind of have this "rumored" romance. The way yall smile, laugh and love up on each other really got people chatting. And his buddies (ACE...) is complaining that he didn’t have a chance with either of you. But you're both swearing up and down that you're just really close. Riiight.

"We're just friends..."

"Good friends or super good friends?"

"What’s the distinction?"

"You guys always run off without us!" They're pressed but like they get it. You're hot. They'd all ditch each other to hang out with someone older. Foolish boys.

But there was that time y'all kissed. It was an accident, you swear! During the Halloween Party, y'all got pretty turnt and shared a heated kiss. While neither of you bring it up, there's always that lingering feeling. What could be is right there yet just out of reach.

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kyupidos · 2 months

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03/15/24’s delivery 🏹✉️ twisted wonderland

he think everything all cookies n cream..ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘with their caretaker a little busy, you’ve been kindly asked to take care of them—and thus the beans are spilt of said caretaker’s little crush on you.’

characters. ignihyde , special : ortho shroud , grim ( separate ) ;; platonic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader may or may not be yuu ( up to the reader ) in idia’s, reader is NOT yuu in..well..yuuken’s, romantic fluff

📡 _a/n. ah, despite the summary this is moreso about the caretaking of ortho and grim, hence the platonic..a romantic of the aftermath with idia and yuuken will come soon! ( hopefully, soon..but planned! )

o. shroud

— hmm, i’d say ortho’s quite fitted to take good enough care of himself, no? but in such a situation to make these circumstances work, let’s take a little hypothetical to make this a real scenario; ortho’s been on a ‘low power mode’ as of late, and idia’d took the bravery in his heart to ask, his finger twirling his pinkened hair to control his heart’s beating, for you to aid him in the matter of watching over him while he collects the material for ortho’s latest update. and anyway, how could you refuse?

— although really even so it boils down to some light conversation as you keep an eye on ortho to make sure nothing goes wrong, according to idia’s worries; and yet he didn’t seem all to worried, but you figured it was because the chances of something going wrong were a mere one in a million..or maybe something else might’ve been amiss? ..well..not like he’d know, actually, since this was ortho’s time to shine, which is as just said, completely unbeknownst to idia; all revealed in that conversation between the two of you.

— “eh, [y/n]? I was a little curious,” ortho looked to you, so you looked over to him and away from the console game he’s excitedly set up at the idea of hanging out with you even for a moment, an excitement you couldn’t help but feel a bit overboard considering why you were to be supposedly looking out for him. “do you like my brother?” you couldn’t help but hum a bit in surprise, though you should’ve expected something like this—he was idia’s brother, after all. but ortho didn’t seem antagonistic, more hopeful, actually, so you, albeit in a bit of a flustered state admitted, “i sure hope not everyone can see right through be about that, it’d be embarrassing..”

— ortho just giggled a bit, “well, i guess it was obvious to me! i could kind of tell, because i could pick up on the way your heart would beat a little faster whenever he’s around!” he then began to whir on about little things he’d picked up on, and sure enough your face was starting to become hot at the idea of the little habits you’d picked up as your crush on idia further developing slowly having become visible. so with no bad intentions you interrupted, “ah, but..why do you ask, ortho?” and you could tell ortho was confused by the way he hummed himself to silence.

— “hwah?!” actually, he seemed shocked now, before he closed his eyes, and you assumed it was from his low power mode ( after all he had become slower as a whole ), though it was clearer to note it was as he was trying to assess what’d just occurred, “oh, but the advice i’ve been giving idia, has it not been working..? i was trying to be a nice little brother..”

— “ortho, um..” you questioned a bit, waving your hand a bit in front of his face to try and comfort him from his worry, “i’m kind of confused, what do you mean about advice for idia?”

— though the cogs were turning in your head, just as ortho confirmed,

— “well, idia really likes you, yaknow?”

— ahaha..you could only wonder if idia meant for this conversation to happen. but considering ortho’s moment of gleeful look, you could only imagine that he didn’t..but at least you knew now, of course, because, idia loves you back.

— and now here ortho was, trying to give advice to you now, on how to confess to his brother; certainly, a help he is, you’ll have to thank ortho many a times later.

grim

— as for grim, well..safe to say there could be a plethora of reason behind it, but you were brought to ramshackle, apologetically so by yuuken but you assured him you didn’t mind, to make sure he wouldn’t cause trouble seeing as enma apparently had some troubles regarding the adeuce duo, but would have to leave grim behind since it seemed grim was lacking in his studies, and the last thing he wanted was for grim to have an excuse out of it. and, well, you were the one he trusted the most for the job, he admitted, though a bit embarrassed to say it.

— laugh it up, grim warns when yuuken’s out of hearing range—but he complains and assured you that he is to be the most powerful mage in twisted wonderland, and that “studying won’t stop him!” should you be quick to question if that means he’ll get to it then, he dismisses you quickly by complaining about how boring it is and that he’d much rather be doing something else, so he scatters off to the lounge to lay on the couch, and with nothing much to do, you inevitably follow suit.

— you’ll have to deal with some complaining on grim’s end i’ll tell you that much; but even so you can tell grim takes kindly to you, otherwise surely he’d be more more antagonistic. albeit he surely isn’t soft on you like he is yuuken, something you find cute in a way, he doesn’t particularly try to make fun of you or anything, which you’ve come to appreciate. in the end, he chooses to bother you a bit, pawing at your lap, “aye, [y/n], since you’re here,” he begins, seeming a little cocky but you can tell he seems a little pleading, “pass me some tuna! i’ve been feeling hungry..”

— in response you ponder for a moment before he quickly follows up, “it’s in the fridge! c’mon, i’ll try and get you some praise through the grapevine to yuuken, ‘kay?!” and while you felt a little bad for letting that being the reason you agree, you don’t end up stopping yourself from, albeit hesitantly, getting up to go fulfill the deed, grim saluting to you gleefully in response. “and make sure it’s the premium one!”

— it took you a bit longer than expected to get to the kitchen and back, so you could barely hear an, “ugh..” which was a telling signal to the start of grim’s complaining as you came to him from the fridge to supply him a little supreme tuna ( you could only hope yuuken wouldn’t be too miffed at you spoiling the little direbeast ), “seriously, you n’ yuu are so cringe!” you couldn’t help but be offended before he continued, “can’t wait for him to finally confess so his stupid pining can be over with…”

— “uh, huh?” at your questioning, barely-processing-what-you’d-just-heard-tone, grim became aware of his little slip up, turning to you warningly, “oh, wait, pretend you didn’t hear!! the tuna i’m eating is what he promised me if i’d stay silent, so hush!”

— “ahah, okay..?” maybe it’s true, that your feelings are mutual..

— so you sighed a breath of relief.

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humbletumblecrudi · 1 year

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May i request for yuuken (romantically) with a male reader who is shy (since most male reader works ive read have a confident male reader and i just cant relate to them) trying to confess to him but always backs down and says "nevermind *laughs nervously*"

Bonus if yuuken has a crush on m!reader aswell

Thank you ❤️

Writer's Note(s): I can do this! So sorry for the hiatus, my followers! I'm back! Also, remember friends: your crush isn't going to read your mind, get out there and give a hint! (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)⁠♥

Info on Reader: Reader is masculine, and uses he/him. Reader's height is undetermined and Reader has no speaking parts. Reader is very shy and walks off a lot.

Ship(s): Enma Yuuken × Male!Reader who is shy.

Fujoshis and Fem Aligned Readers DNI || Enjoy!

ENMA YUUKEN

If you're shy naturally or only have a lack of confidence in your romantic ability, you're probably not going to have the best time with Enma. Oh, it's not because he's oblivious or because he's second-guessing your feelings for him. It's because he's observant, and very good at it.

He's a sensitive person to others and he's very ready and watchful as soon as he sees something is off with you. He's studying a certain page in a textbook and you've slipped a signed note into said textbook earlier after he had gotten up to wrangle Grim back to study. But it seems this page has what Yuuken needs for his homework and it'll be an eternity before he finds the note so far into the book…

"Hey, partner," oh right, you and Yuuken are sharing a presentation project now, "are you okay? You're staring at my textbook. Do you need one?"

Yuuken was far too nice to say it to you, but he knew you had one just in your bag just on the floor. He's courteous, you can give him that.

"No, it's nothing… don't mind me for a second." You answer, quite nervous at being caught.

He'll notice the sadness and melancholy coming from you as you study your own book later, and ask what's wrong. No matter if you're cool about it or you freak out, his dark eyes will stare you down in silence for a few seconds longer… before going back to reading.

"What's up with the guy?" Ace would complain, noticing your obvious downcast mood and you leaving class faster that day. "He's never been that fast to leave class… well, if it wasn't to chase after Yuuken."

Ace probably knows, whether you tell him or not. Trappola is an observant and nosy kid, and he'll notice if someone is acting strange in the friend group. And especially if someone has a suspected crush… !

Ace won't out you directly, but he can get far too close for your comfort sometimes. Like now.

Deuce and Grim are less likely to find out without a direct hint, and depending on how down bad you are… Ace might just withhold the info to see what Deuce and Grim call your strange behavior. For his own laughs. That, and Ace does want you to succeed… but this is hilarious.

Seeing Ace seemingly know what's going on while Deuce did not made Yuuken give the redhead a stare so judgemental, before Ace gave in and just told Deuce. Of course, Deuce goes, "Oh! I hadn't noticed…"

Yuuken can see your demeanor change far too often when he's around, and he knows you're not this bad of a shaking or nervous mess around him. He's seen how Idia deals with the public, and he's seen you without noticing him yet…

He has an idea why you're acting like that, and he honestly can't believe it. He's not the type to want to pressure someone to tell him the truth, and he'd rather you do so on your own, but he's unsure if you'll ever be able to. Especially with how you can just run away instead of talking to him.

In the near seclusion of the Ramshackle walls, studying away, he turns to you. He stares you down intensely as he always does, and asks you, in front of Grim no less, "Do you have a crush on me?"

Of course the shaky answers of no, no! doesn't faze him out of staring through your nervousness, and further asking, "It's okay if you do, I would have liked if you were upfront with me. I like you back."

Never has he seen a textbook drop so slowly out of a frozen man's hands. He knows you've heard him, so he'll give you your minute to comprehend what he said. He thinks he hears Grim yelling from him room at the ghosts. Have your answer ready anytime today!

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Introducing Yuuka!

"So Yuuka, how's everything so far with... Um, your somewhat permanent stay at Night Raven?" You ask, hanging up some of the laundry while Grim helps with folding. With vice warden Yuu supervisin.

"It's been.." (Remembers ptsd flashbacks of Leonas battle) "Tolerable is a nice way to say it."

You snicker at her answer. "Well, it's not gonna get any easier." You stop, noticing Yuuken and Yuuya grab the pile of laundry to help put up, thanking them as Yuu smiles and nods to show they agree.

"But at least your not alone in this." You say loosely, shrugging your shoulders as Yuuka's face became red at your answer.

Coughing in her NRC jacket, she nodded. "R-right."

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cloudcountry · 1 year

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trust

Genre/Tropes: Nightmare Comfort.

Summary: You have a nightmare and find comfort in Yuuken's arms.

Author's Comments: i am on a ROLL this week!! double update again!!! trying my best to feed the hungry hungry yuu stans, these two oneshots were for you (and me too tbh LMAO)

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The first thing you see when you awaken is the mirror on the far wall. Nothing reflects in its dark depths, so you're uncertain why your eyes are drawn to it. The room is pitch black, and you attribute the absence of moonlight to the curtains you and Yuuken stitched up. Turning over, you find yourself facing his broad back. His side rises and falls rhythmically, and by the occasional snore, you can tell he’s still fast asleep. The soft glow of the blue fire from over by the armchair slightly illuminates a sleeping Grim, who’s sprawled out on his back and scratching his belly. A soft grunt that sounds like tuna escapes his mouth before he rolls over.

Briefly, you consider slipping out of bed and going outside, but there’s no telling what could be out there. In an unfamiliar world, you’re pretty sure it would be best to stick with what you know, and in this case, that thing would be Yuuken.

Reaching out across the bed, you grab onto the back of his shirt. He makes a soft grunting noise in his sleep as you pull yourself closer, wrapping an arm around his waist and burying your face into the fabric of his t-shirt. His body jolts, and you try to silence your breathing once you realize that he’s most definitely awake now. There’s a part of you that feels guilty for waking him up, but then-

He whispers your name softly and with so much care that you slam your eyes shut to stop the tears forming in your eyes from spilling over. Your heart lurches in your chest when he groans and turns over, throwing an arm around your waist as he rubs his eyes.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” he mumbles, pressing a warm hand to your cheek and running his thumb over the skin, “Everything okay over there?”

“Had a nightmare.” you murmur, squeezing him tighter.

He sighs as if he knows exactly what you mean, and with the way Yuuken holds you tighter, you have a feeling he’s had a few nightmares himself.

“I’ve got you.” he says, as clear as the starry sky above as he pulls you closer to his chest.

You wonder how a boy who has no place in this world could make it feel so safe, but you suppose you don’t exactly belong here either. You both are two pieces of a separate jigsaw puzzle, tossed under the rickety old couch in Ramshackle’s living room. Nobody will notice your existence until they try to complete the choppy scenery of your world, only to find you and Yuuken missing. Maybe they’ll search for you, maybe they’ll give up, maybe the almost finished puzzle will lay incomplete on the table for months and years without any sign of the other two pieces. It’s scary, being in a different world, being here with a boy you never would have met otherwise, being sheltered in a building full of holes and ghosts, not knowing what became of your world. What if time passes differently? What if you get back and everyone you know is dead? What will you and Yuuken do if you two never get back? What will you two do if you will?

Will he try to find you? Will you try to find him? What if nobody else will ever make you feel as safe as he does?

What if you never get to tell him how you feel?

The thought scares you. You squeeze Yuuken tighter.

“Hey, I’m not going anywhere.” he mumbles, gently rubbing your arm, “I’ll be here for you, you don’t have to worry. I know it's scary but we’ll find a way out of this.”

“I don’t want you to leave.” you choke out, and your heart feels like it’s lodged in your throat, “I…”

Yuuken waits patiently for you to speak, his eyes searching yours for the words you can’t seem to say.

“I get it.” he whispers with a smile, a rare sight but not an unwelcome one by any means, “I don’t want you to leave either.”

“No, that’s…I mean, if we make it back to our world…” you stumble, feeling like you’re about to pass out from just how scared you are, “Um, I don’t…want you to leave. Ever.”

You force the words out in a rush and thank the Great Seven that Yuuken just hums and rests his chin on your forehead. That’s a good sign, right? He didn’t jeer at you or embarrass you or flat-out reject you, so-

That must be good.

Relief crashes through your veins before you have a chance to stop it.

“Hey, don’t worry. When we make it back to our world, I’ll make sure we end up where we’re supposed to be.” he promises, linking his pinky with yours, “I promise.”

Where we’re supposed to be.

If that’s not your world, then what-?

“What do you mean?” you ask, hoping against all hope that he’s saying what you think he’s saying.

“I’ll make sure we stay together.” he says, as if it's been obvious this whole time that you two are meant for each other, “That is what you want, right?”

“Yes.” you say, smiling like a fool and it’s so embarrassing how happy you are about this but you can’t bring yourself to stop-

Great Seven, you want to jump out of bed and jump through the front lawn and throw yourself down into the grass and scream and yell and holler up at the night sky because Yuuken wants the two of you to stay together no matter what and you don’t have to worry about anything anymore because there is nothing you two can’t do together. It’s like all the paranoid questions have left your mind, it’s like they don’t even exist anymore because the person you trust more than anything promised that you two would never separate.

And you know what?

You believe him.

“Good.” he huffs, and it sounds like muffled laughter as he turns on his back, “I was a bit worried there.”

You can’t even imagine what he could have possibly been worried about, not when he’s the only person in this new world and the next one that you could ever trust this much.

“You should get back to sleep.” he murmurs, and your heart flutters at the barely visible smile on his face, “You’ll be tired tomorrow if you stay up too late.”

“Right.” you say back, feeling wide awake and far too excited to sleep, “I’ll do that. Goodnight, Yuuken. Thank you.”

You turn over on your side and try to shut your eyes, but you just end up staring at the mirror again. A few silent moments pass before the bed shifts, and an arm wraps around your waist, a protective shield against the nightmares that may come for you. A soft grunt of approval is the last thing you hear before Yuuken’s snores fill the room once again, and you drift off with a smile.

#auburn's fics <3 #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #enma yuuken #yuuken x reader #enma yuuken x reader #yuuken fluff #nightmare comfort that turned into a ditch idk #first time writing for him so idk if i did it right

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mothmanperson · 1 year

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*narrator!reader cupping yuu's cheeks*: shhh its okay. because i'll make you dumber and dumber, until the only thing you can scream is my name.

(it sounded really hot in my head okay?!)

#gn reader #someone help #i feel funny #i’m beggin y’all #gender neutral reader #male reader #twisted wonderland x mc #twisted wonderland yuuken #yuuken x reader #x reader #enma yuuken #overblot #twisted wonderland #hot #narrator reader

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pinkanonwrites · 2 years

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Hope you dont mind making one more request! For yuuken may i have 💓💗💖💘💞?

Not at all! Here you are!

💓 How do they act when they realize they’re in love/have a crush?

He's a little bit embarrassed when he finally gets it through his own thick skull and realizes what his feelings actually are. But after that initial fluster, he's pretty fine with it. There's nothing wrong with him having feelings, and they feel pretty nice anyway, so why fight it? There's no use getting all worked up over it, so he just lets the warm fuzzies happen.

💗 How do they show affection?

By looking out for you, always being there to lend a helping hand when you need it. He's not afraid to throw himself (sometimes quite literally) into harms way to keep you safe, he can handle it after all. The most important thing to him is that you know he'll be there for you.

💖 Do they like PDA or are they a private person?

Yuuken is mostly a private person, but he's not completely averse to a little bit of PDA. Holding hands is fine, a peck on the cheek or forehead, a hug that lasts just a teeny bit too long, they're all fine in his eyes.

💘 Do they take the time to learn more about their crush by talking/asking or observing?

Talking, as it's a lot easier for him to figure you out that way. He's not interested in dancing around his feelings, like I said he's very earnest. So why would he try to sneakily learn about you when he could just ask? You'll probably be more than happy to share, plus he gets an excuse to listen to you talk more.

💞 How do you win their heart?

Being easygoing and kind, not dismissing the hardships you have to go through but not letting them completely consume you either. He admires people who don't give up, and who aren't afraid to ask for help. Stand up for what you believe in, do your best, and know that he'll be there whenever you need someone to lean on.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst imagines #yuuken enma #enma yuuken #yuuken x reader #yuuken imagines #my writing #emoji event #anon

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urstruly-ghst · 2 years

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chapter two : sparkle of the unknown

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“WHERE AM I?” you shrieked in terror as the petite pixie scrambled at the sudden scream. You were trembling as you absorbed your surroundings; it was relatively glamorous and had this sweet and candy-like smell. It reminded you of Disneyland.

“Ugh! This human! Screaming and panicking as if they didn’t follow that stupid carriage as you requested!” huffing in displeased puffs, sparkles of glitter invaded your skin as she loomed around you again. She was like Tinkerbell, except she had a different attire. You were shocked, and it felt way too real for this pixie to exist. You believed in them as a kid, always leaning in your small window at home, hoping never to grow old, hoping that the feel of young, joyful excitement would never fade.

“Lai, calm down. They’re quite tired, you know? This mission was something that tired us all. Ah, they’re floating!”

Lost in listening to their eccentric conversation, you forget how to feel your surroundings. It was weird, the feeling of being lightheaded yet oriented enough to think. Your breaths seem to be in your ears, and you can hear your shallow breaths. Then, as if the morning's cold water splashed all over you, you realized that your feet were not in place. You’re not feeling the ground.

You were floating! High above the ground, you seem to defy gravity by doing nothing! You panic, trying to understand your situation. Were you dreaming once more? Looking around, you saw the pixie snickering while a shadowy figure swatted the pixie. Was it real? You came to accept that maybe the pixie is real, that your childhood dreams came true, as ridiculous as that thought was. The figure looked aged yet young, the clothing sagging on the floor, but the youthful glow of the figure encapsulated you in a calming sense.

"With a bit of pixie dust and a little faith, your feet no longer touch the ground. Welcome to Twisted Wonderland, dear.” the voice is calm, sweet, yet filled with such wisdom. Why do you have the feeling that you met this shadow before? A sense of familiarity with a stranger, a room with a fairy, and the smell of candy made your head spin.

You felt your feet slowly descend, finally wearing the effects of magic. Trying to orient yourself back to the ground, you examine for more clues about how you ended up here. Logically, the best explanation is: that you’re drugged and someone kidnapped you. Yet, you still can’t find the reason to believe in the most plausible explanation.

Remembering the last sober moments in your head, you gasp and try to search for your phone. Yuuken. He must be worried sick—your family probably called for you or him. Both of your lives intertwine deeply, akin to the roots of a tree flowing out in the garden you run around in maladroit flush.

Sensing your frantic attitude, the figure swayed their clothes that sagged below their feet and stood next to you. Their presence was somewhat calming yet suffocating. Looming above you causes you to feel the pressure you aren’t sure where or why it presses on.

“You came here without anything, dear.”

“Bullshit. You probably took it”

Indecent were you, but panic and anxiety never mixed well in any scenario. You can vividly remember the touch of the carriage, the way you struggled to sling the bag on your shoulder, the heavy ache in your legs chasing something that caused your senses to be frayed and fatigued.

“Ugh! Rude, brutish, AND intolerable! Honestly, why do you badly need this human? The Fairy Godmother and Magical Mirror can help, but you persist with this one?” You hear the irritation lace the voice of the pixie– Lai from what you remember or heard. So, the figure needed you here. Oddly, you felt that made sense, yet it also muddled your thoughts more.

Aggravated, Lai bumped into you and pathetically swung a punch. Truthfully, the force felt like a fly landing on your skin. It made you giggle silently, feeling the intense anger, but you couldn’t handle the pain due to the size of their hands.

Lai tired herself by punching you, muttering nonsense about how you were not even valuable. The figure is staring at both of you. Eerily still, it made your skin and bones feel fear. Wherever you are, it is clear this figure can do things that would erase you from the face of the Earth.

“Twisted Wonderland doesn’t need you! Nor does–”

“Enough. Both of you. The Academy has to alert new students to the Grand Ballroom anytime now. Lai, the new student needs to be ushered and changed into the ceremonial robes now.”

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You came to realize that you followed a carriage to a new world, a world that doesn’t even make remote sense to you. It felt like a Disneyland park but had actual magic instead of mascots and special effects.

Magic swirled your mind when you played pretend with your favorite show in the background. The same magic you stopped believing in ever since your dreams got stomped on by adults who told you the only magic that can be felt is somewhere else; the bedroom, as you bitterly realized by stepping into the wrong room once.

“Royal Sword Academy is a prestigious school, and it resides on an island with another college nearby. It houses the great fairytale magic you may know. Besides, if we walk to the academy’s royal street, you would see the Noble Fairytale that enchants everyone in the town.” Lai explains as you both leave the candy-smelling room to a room flawlessly filled with decorum and elegant robes. You question what about the figure that sits on the floor. They had a forlorn expression as Lai took you upwards the stairs, prancing about what the robes you would wear.

“Don’t mind. You’ll see them once you emerge from the ceremony.”

The ceremony. It was equivalent to a school opening up the campus for a new academic year, but it was fancier and more magical. Lai explained that magic spells and nobility would descend the path of the latest and old students, welcoming the new to the Academy’s light. You are special enough to enter an academy of prestige magic without any knowledge of magic. How insane is this? Lai explained every burning question about your whereabouts honestly, and you followed the word even if you find it insane to believe.

After all, if a pixie can exist in this world, why can’t magic? You had evidence to believe it, so now you just have to understand the world around you. While your heart is burned to go back home and check on everyone, sacrificing your safety isn’t worth sacrificing.

Lai was chirping with the other pixies on the measurements and look that she wanted. You look in awe as the thin air somehow materializes clothes that would’ve cost you a fortune back in your world: gems, fine cloth, seamless stitching. Dior could never.

“Oh, this is just perfect for you. You don’t want to stand out in the ceremony. The… council won’t approve of their actions. The sparkles on this robe and the muted colors would make you fit in but blend in seamlessly. The council wouldn’t bat an eye, right?!”

“What actions? Is my presence here bringing me more harm than good?! Lai,” You spoke as you questioned in panic, “If being in the ceremony would bring me more danger, why am I even here? Bring me back to that carriage!”

“No. The ceremony is starting. Get dressed now.” When Lai announced that it was starting, you turned around. But Lai used their magic, and it circled you like a rope. It pulled you closer to the dresser.

“Lai! Wait! No!” Protesting against the actions of Lai’s magic that have pushed you around. Each passing second, you wished to understand the sparkles that surrounded you.

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“This ceremony is better than the last! Awe, the freshman are jumping with joy!” said a soft voice that made you relax. It sounded like a warm hug, making you feel less awkward as soon as the booming music went on. As you walked into the grand ballroom, Lai was on your shoulder, like a small brooch. The diamonds in the room blinded you. The sparkles made the unknown world feel more extensive and more affluent than you thought.

I feel like a stain in this immaculate room. This screams Cinderella’s castle! Maybe it is her castle…

“Oh, hello! Are you a first year? I’m Neige LeBlanche, a sophomore. I can tour you around the academy, and I know a lot of good places. You seem so lost!”

You turn around to see who took an interest in you. Lai was whispering in panic, telling you to ignore them, but you ignored her pleas as you know the source of the voice. The moment you saw Neige, your heart felt light as a feather.

Oh my God. He is like Snow White. My favorite princess.

Neige smiled as he waved at you. Confused if you were indeed the one he was waving at, you tilted your head. That action made Neige squeal girlishly, making your ears tingle at the high pitch of the voice.

“What are you doing? The Neige LeBlanche can’t hang out with you! It will bring unintentional attention!” Lai panicking, you tried to defuse the situation by acting as if you mistook the call. However, that failed you because Neige skipped his merry way to you.

“Oh! I’m sorry if I was a bit excited. I just like making friends!” Neige explained as you tried to calm down as somehow, the attention of Neige on you brought everyone’s attention to both of you. Lai slumped against your shoulder as she grumbled something about giving up.

“Uh. No, no. I would... Uhm.. like to be your friend..”

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #enma yuuken x reader #enma yuuken #harem x reader #yuuken x reader

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luxthestrange · 5 months

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TWST!Memes #83

Halloween for the Ramshackle family is like...this

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mee-op · 1 year

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cupids-chamber · 1 year

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— THE CONCUBINE GAME !! ♡. Synposis ; After many months of persuading, the emperor, Y/N L/N had finally agreed to take in a select few concubines and consorts—not an official partner.. but concubines. This caused an uproar in court; however the emperor promised to choose an official partner; amongst the crowd of concubines and consorts.. Who will the emperor choose?

— Themes ; Harem / historical au , Twisted wonderland , multiple characters x reader , royalty au , includes rsa + yuuka/yuuken. ♡ . • . will contain suggestive themes.

ꕟ Notes ; I'll try to research for this but I really just want to experiment around with this, I have an idea in mind for the plot and this may go on for quite a few parts, so prepare for a long read. This isn't a smau, since phones didn't exist back then.

ꔁ Profiles ; Harem entries ; Accepted reports ; To be confirmed ; ♡

♡. chapter one

— taglist ♡ ; @corvids-treasure-box , @queerlordsimon , @treytheslay , @syl-lithy , @liris--noir , @dxmoness , @oogly-oogly , @ravenlking ,@sarah22447 , @merurishi , @gyarunie , @nerdy-simp-7120 , @love-sicklesbian , @islander-posts , @the-dumber-scaramouche , @lunavixia , @senpaiofotome , @sophiethewitch1 , @voasprofile , @dotster001 , @aviagax , @eriislost , @twst-writer , @the-fox-of-the-eclipse , @yandere-kou , @achy-boo , @deathbunnyluv , @despairingy-obsessed , @tiyoin , @mirai-in-the-headspace , @novaloptr , @rose-the-witch1 , @kazusardines , @silvery-stars-above , @aromantic-disaster , @alby-rei , @doomcandy , @shionin ,

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blackopals-world · 1 year

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Malleus and Leona:(arguing over Yuu)

Yuuka: Ugh! Would you look at that Yuuken?

Yuuken: Their little love triangle is kind of adorable though.

Yuuka:It ain't a love triangle, it's a love line segment with one very ambitious point.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland yuu #twst yuuken #enma yuuken #twst yuuka #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland incorrect quotes #twisted wonderland malleus #malleus x reader #malleus draconia #leona x reader #twst leona #leona kingscholar #leona x y/n

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kyupidos · 1 month

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3/27/24’s delivery 🏹✉️ twisted wonderland

this happened at the start!ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘how do i summarize this? ah..you, you are the tsundere. enough said.’

avg of 750~ words per bc i accidentally went a wee insane 😞

characters. special : enma yuuken , hirasaka yuuka , mito yuuta ( separate ) ;; romantic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader is not yuu, reader belongs to the dorms of the books each yuu belongs to, pre-relationship, use of ‘dude’ in yuuta’s but it’s meant to be gender neutral ack, romantic fluff

📡 _a/n. we as a twst society don’t have enough tsundere mcs. pls bro someone write for tsundere mc bro pls pls

e. yuuken

— paint the roses red, paint the roses red.. keeping up with the 810 rules of heartslabyul is a chore, but you’d rather not it be ‘off with your head’, right? the sound of a ‘click’ brought you out of your focus, giving you time to notice four people, particularly those who you recognized to be the ones who broke the chandelier and nearly got expelled. “yo, cater,” you called out in complaint at the way he was pulling off his work for even a moment, “hurry it up and get back here. i’ll snitch if you keep that up.”

— “huh?! oh? rightt, no time to chat then!” he called out right back, and the last thing you saw was his apparent recruitment of the ones you hereby declared the freshmen delinquents before you figured you might as well get back to work—before you were promptly distracted once more, but this time by someone specifically; who you recalled to be the newly appointed dorm leader of ramshackle, who from cater’s chatting you recognized as well to be ‘yuuken’. “sorry for the interruption..” he began awkwardly, but for some reason you found it in yourself to not be rude about it unlike usual, “i’m trying to help out with the roses and all, so..do you know any places that still need painting?”

— well, at the very least, he seemed competent enough for the job; plus you’d have less work to deal with in the end. you nodded carefully, shrugging in the direction of an area you’d yet to paint. “mm? this sure is a lot of work,” and while you thought he was complaining, “but i’m sure we can get it done in time. you were going to do this with just yourself and cater, right? your work’s commendable.” your eye twitched, and you couldn’t help but feel a little flustered—you just couldn’t help but end up that way whenever someone complimented you, huh?

— “go ahead and get back to work,” you tried to distract as you started to think about how handsome he really was, which you didn’t even start to pay attention to before that little compliment of his, “i’m not trying to lose my magic any time soon.” you were a little worried he’d be upset with you at your unintentionally aggrieved tone, but by the looks of it he didn’t really mind. “oh, right, sorry, but thanks for helping me out!” and he waved before heading to the area of the maze you directed him to.

— you were just about done in your area, barely even realizing how you were suddenly so motivated to finish up. you just shrugged, before you noticed how yuuken seemed to be just a little behind, given he was without magic and needed to use paint instead; so..you might as well help him out, right? “ah, uhm, hey..!” you cringed a little at how nervous you made yourself out to be, especially when you weren’t usually like that, “do you—do you maybe need help?” “oh, that’d be nice, it’s a little hard to do this much with just paint.” that was that then, and you ended up losing yourselves in conversation, your ability to keep painting the roses left to just muscle memory; you did unintentionally insult and berate him at times though, and you were thankful he brushed it off. once you both finished though, you had to move onto separate areas of the maze to keep it up, but as you inevitably had to leave him alone, you left with a smile and still flustered, barely realizing that much.

— ..and that just a few moments later was when you found that they were promptly by cater. you’d give yourself time to be just a little disappointed, before you were once again faced with interruption, and while you’d be aggrieved about it.. “hey, so you’re into that yuuken guy, right?” “huh?! no way?!” ..but a part of you was upset you’d denied it like that. and how you’re back to being aggrieved that yuuken’d managed to get you so flustered like that. even so, you couldn’t bring yourself to hate him like you usually would someone who complimented you like he did.

— you liked it, in fact.

h. yuuka

— you tried your best to restrain yourself from yawning overdramatically as you were surrounded by people, who seemed adamant about warning you about a person who was apparently targeting people ready to participate in the spell drive tournament. well, it was an ego boost to know you were a “target”, but you were starting to get fed up with the way they also seemed adamant about “protecting” you. at least yuuka gave you a good enough space. on another note, she was really pretty and you liked her voice, maybe another reason you were alright with her concern for you as a target—you wouldn’t ever admit that, though. but then, back to the topic at hand..

— “eh, no need to worry about me,” you waved off uncaringly, yuuka raising her eyebrow at the likes, and while you’re sure the others did also, you were really only paying attention to her despite the fact that your eyes were closed with how apparently over the top you were being. “i won’t be targeted. go after some others or something, i’m fine.” her friends you knew eventually got the hint, light banter as they checked for other possible apparent targets, while yuuka seemed to linger. “my bad if i’m being a bit invasive,” she began, as if knowing you may be ticked off ( and while you admit you may have appeared so outwardly you could never be ticked off at her ), “but how do you know you won’t be targeted at all?”

— alright alright, stick to savanaclaw’s plan or admit to the girl you’ve found yourself liking, stick to the plan or tell yuuka why..nope, nope nope nope, you can’t bring yourself to step away from the plot. as for yuuka though, you can’t help but keep away from disappointing her. “whoever it is, i couldn’t care less, i’ll deal with them,” and you cringed at the way you could tell why yuuka’d deem you ticked off by how you come off, “you think i’m not capable?” but yuuka, ever so resilient ( you’d found you tend to never stop finding ways to praise her ), didn’t seem too upset about your words.

— “oh no don’t worry, it’s not like that,” she noted, making her point clear with the point of her finger, “it’s just, i want to make sure nobody gets injured, right? especially you, you know.” uh, wait—uh, huh? “me? especially?” you find yourself just barely capable of getting out as you end up annoyed with yourself at the way your face began to heat up, and yuuka didn’t take back her words at all. “yeah, i mean, we’re friends, aren’t we?” she smiled while hoping to confirm, which brought you back memories; right, that. you recall completely like it was mere yesterday, how without thinking you smacked one of your dorm mates behind the head for trying to pick a fight with her, before dragging them off to help you with something random.

— you couldn’t help but be a bit disappointed by the way she referred to you as ‘friends’, but to be fair, it should technically be vice versa in that case since the action meant nothing to you, but it made her ease up around you, it seemed, and she started to become accustomed to having at least some light conversation with you every now and then. but, you had to start somewhere, right? even if you had a bit of trouble expressing your own feelings, then surely..

— “y..yeah, right! we’re friends..” you tried to wave off uncaringly as you did so easily before, and yet you were nervous by how it came off making you look more flustered than you were trying not to be, but even if yuuka did notice, she didn’t point it out. you couldn’t help but be grateful for that. “but, uh, don’t try using that for favors, ‘kay?! i won’t be helping you around savanaclaw or in your little quest for that perpetrator of yours or anything..” you slipped up with your mention of savanaclaw; you didn’t even notice actually in your embarrassed state, but yuuka just nodded at the clue in, waving to you, mentioning how she’ll be happy to see you in class later, you finding it in yourself to at least wave back.

— you can only thank your past self for that little, unimportant action.

m. yuuta

— you were simply helping out deuce and ace around now that they were to work under azul given their contracts. absolutely not to indirectly get in yuuta’s good graces because you can’t bring yourself to admit you want his affections for things like helping lighten his load. but in hindsight, you probably should’ve taken into account that the two would probably notice why you were catering to them despite how obvious it was that yuuta was the one you favored of the trio. equally not on your mind, ace’s annoyance to the way you always seemed to be on yuuta’s mind and wanting to get your mushiness over with, and deuce’s genuine want to help the both of you out in the romance depart. so in the end, they practically became your wingmen, albeit unspokenly so.

— in which case, when yuuta initially came to octavinelle to see what was up and about with his suspicions of the anemone ( an appearance ace and deuce were thankful for anyway ), they brought his attention to your aid, ace teasingly so and deuce in a more genuine tone, but tomato tomato, they got the message across. and lucky you, because just moments ago they let you in on random little tid bits to know about yuuta, like his favorite foods in particularly, and seeing as you worked in the mostro lounge, it was of course a given that’d be your go to.

— thus when he and jack were eventually seated at one of the table booths and he called out to you happily in recognition of your figure, you did your best to keep straight faced and push away the sparkles around you at the elation that he could tell it was you from just that much. jade had finished telling them about the lounge, and it seemed they were ready to order their one drink minimum. and there you were, already ready with at least a meal you knew yuuta would like, plated and everything. maybe you shouldn’t have been so hasty and waited instead for him to make an order so it wouldn’t look like you were looking to make a meal for him..

— well, you reaped what you sowed; and he was calling out to you, and you felt like if you didn’t respond then the guilt would gnaw at you so bad you’d be willing to sign a contract with azul to find a way to redo it all—and considering all that was going on at the moment because of how many people had decided to sign contracts, displayed clearly because of the anemones..well, you weren’t up for that any time soon. thus off you went to greet him at his table, passing by jade who give you a teasing glance, which you tried not to grit your teeth at as you thinly smiled his way.

— “ah, yuuta! i’ve heard you’ve been the talk of the town lately, hm? we’ve been expecting you, so i’ve prepared you a little something..” and with an internal huge sigh of relief that you managed to play it off so smoothly, you presented him the dish you put together ( thank goodness for your excellent customer service the octotrio had ingrained into you ), before remembering jack who was beside him, “oh? and an extra, my condolences! anything you’d like?” yuuta looked like he had something to say; before a certain eel interrupted the moment.

— “[y/n], giving out free meals, i see?” jade spoke, more teasing in his tone as if he wasn’t truly reprimanding you ( he found your crush on yuuta quite funny ), “not to worry, we already have staff to deal with orders, remember? they ought to pay for their meals.” so you with forced, with an unfortunate strained breath in, to go off and do the work you were supposed to do in the first place as ace and deuce were to take over, though so obviously begrudgingly. but, they stopped you midway through your pout, “don’t worry dude,” ace strained to reassure as the anemone pulled him toward where jade directed, “we know you’re head over heels for him..” deuce was quick to follow, equally resistant ( though of course it’ll always be futile ), “we’ll—hrk—we’ll try to help out!” thank goodness you’d already served him, otherwise the meal’d have fallen to the floor the way you covered your flustered face with the tray that was holding it.

— well, at least you had a sure fire way to figure out how to romance yuuta without your accidental meanness getting in the way..

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twisted-wonderland-but-gayer · 9 months

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Being His Sibling- Riddle Rosehearts

Idk the idea came to me. Yuu is GN— 6k words

Tws/Cws: Yuu is said to have medium length hair, Riddles mom is expectedly shitty and abusive, Yuu has shady behavior because of shitty abusive mom. Yuu is untrustworthy of Riddles friends for the first half. Hurt/comfort, angst with a good ending. No incest! Just Platonic!

Before NRC:

You were the older sibling of the Rosehearts family. Being the oldest, one of the very first things you have learned since becoming sentient is that a mothers love is no different from a mothers hatred. From the minute you could babble, your mother did everything she could do to control you. You weren’t allowed outside to play, you weren't allowed any snacks no matter how much your stomach rumbled. You weren't allowed to wear fun or silly stuff. And you were never allowed to fail or talk back.

Soon, your mother— the term rotted in your mouth— soon became pregnant again, and your precious little brother Riddle came to be. You remember your father holding you up to see the small bundle of joy in your mothers arms, excited that you may have a playmate. The excitement however, became resentment.

From the minute he was born, you were no longer a priority, usually being ignored in favor of the new addition to the family. Your chatter is ignored, your physical needs pushed aside, and your emotions bottled. Even when you went to talk to your baby brother and interact with him, mother would immediately begin to lecture you for seeing him without her permission, and you were locked away in your room to study. Yet whenever you peeked out, you saw your mother cooing and coddling Riddle, something you never really remember experiencing, but she would never play with the child.

Whenever you heard your mothers footsteps fade into the distance, you would come out to play, giving Riddle all the things you wish you were given. And one day, you heard his first words— your name. “Yu!” The baby gurgled, making you jump. “What did you say?” “Yuuu!” A wobbly smile grew on your face as you hugged the baby, in that moment promising yourself that you would always protect him

As you got older so did your brother, and mother did what she always does, control. But this time it was different. Mother would always praise Riddle for his studies, but never you. She was always lighter on his scolding, when she would scream at you. Though you were also locked away to study, she never really cared about your progress the same way she did Riddle’s. From there started a grudge that you would hold onto. What’s the point of doing anything mom wants when Riddle’s her precious little angel? If you don't matter at all what would it matter if you acted up?

Mother didn’t entertain your rebellious streak for long, the screaming match that came from you simply saying you wanted to go outside instead of reading left a mark on you. “I don’t get you, Yuu! I did everything for you! I cleaned you, I bathed you, I gave you life! I cook and clean for you! Why cant you be more like Riddle!” She screamed. “I'm sorry mama… I'm sorry!” Your child self babbled shakily while sobbing. “I just wanna play outside with the other kids!”

Father stepped in to try and stand up for you, but he got yelled at too. And you remember watching as your potential savior gave up on you, allowing mother to lock you away in your room again. And yet, you could still hear as she walked off, muttering insults under her breath, wondering why she ever had you.

Riddle soon became the age you were when you started ‘acting out’ and since then you’ve learned to be more sneaky. When mom went away you would sneak out to visit him in his room, playfully messing with him and getting him to take a break to play. “Won’t mom get mad?” Riddle asked, looking up at you with big stormy gray eyes. “As long as you don't tell her— that being said,” You dropped to your knees. You knew that even if she found out, you would be the one blamed for it, “Only I can visit you okay? Don’t come into my room..” “Why?” You chuckled, trying to find a believable excuse. “Cause my room is super boring! Seriously you won't like it.” “Oh.. okay!” Riddle beamed, allowing you to distract him from the theory books he’s forced to read, and telling him fairy tales instead to watch his eyes grow big with wonder.

Mom thought that you were no longer a problem. You never spoke up or out, you did as she said with your head bowed down, you always ate what she gave to you no matter how tasteless it was, and you excelled at your studies. Finally, she was relieved that you stopped resisting, not knowing how you actually were,

For months, you snuck out and played with Riddle in his room, even giving him the answers to some of the assignments mother forced him to do. At parties you were forced to attend, you went behind your mothers back to steal some sweets to sneak to Riddle, knowing how much he always wanted to try them. And when he was still hungry from the small portions of food he was given, you would give him yours, ignoring your own stomach just to see your brother beam.

One day however, Riddle came to your room. “What are you doing here? Only I can go into your room remember?” “Well, um, I know but…” Riddle pulled at your hand to guide you to his room. “There's people at my window!” “Really huh?” “Mmhmm!” Going into his room, you saw two figures peeking through. Both young boys, one a feline beast man with bright pink hair and a stunning smile, and the other a green haired boy with glasses closer to your age.

“They said they want me to play with them but I said I had to ask you first. Can I play with them? Please please please, Yuu?” Riddle pouted, and a pang of jealousy hit you for a moment before you let out a breath. You should be happy for your brother, even if you wish to join them, but you must stay behind and keep watch.

“Of course, Riddle.” You said. “Just come back in on my cue, okay? We can't let mom find out.” You smiled at him, helping him climb out of the window and outside, where you melancholically watched the trio play. It was okay though, your brother is happy just like you promised.

All good things came to an end, however. You were too late on your cue, and Mother found out. You have never heard Riddle cry as hard as he did that day in your entire life, his terrified wails leaving a scar on your heart. However you knew what came next was going to be worse. She was going to scream at you too. You heard Riddle apologize over and over and over and over— It was driving you insane.

Suddenly, you entered the room. You were going to get screamed at anyways, so what did it matter? “Yuu get out of here, dont think your off the hook either! I can’t believe you went behind my back like that! I thought your matured! Aren’t you supposed to be a role model for your little brother?!” “Aren't you supposed to be a mom?”

“Excuse me?!” The wretched woman demanded.

“You treat me and Riddle like shit!” The woman’s face contorted with shock at the language that she never taught you— unaware of the secret books you hid that she didn't approve of. “All you do is scream at us and lock us up! Whenever we ask for anything and do anything you don't like, you just scream at us!” You sobbed, “Why did you even have kids if you don't want to raise them!”

“Do not speak to you mother like that—“

“You’re not my mom! You are the worst mom ever! I hate you! Ever since Riddle was born you always ignored me! And you don't even take care of him either! This is why you and dad fight all the time! You’re never happy with anything. Even when I do everything you ask you're never impressed! All you do is scream! I hate you! I hate you so much!”

Your kid self sobbed, and mother seemed to forget about Riddle, harshly grabbing your arms and dragging off. As she did, you saw your father behind her, merely standing by, doing nothing to save you. You weren't allowed out of your room for days, you weren’t even allowed around Riddle without supervision either.

That's when you really became unruly. If mother locked the windows and doors of the house you would pick them and sneak out. When she conducts room checks, you memorize all the places she looks so you can keep your forbidden goods hidden. Mother hated you, and she made it known. Everything she said was a snide remark at you. How at 18 you will be kicked out. How awful of a kid you are. How fat you're getting since you're sneaking food. How your magic will never be as good as Riddles since you're slacking off.

One day, however, it all boils over. You don’t remember how old you were— 15? 16? Maybe 17? But what you do remember is mom starting up a classic screaming match, talking about how ungrateful and wicked you are. Comparing you to Riddle and saying how she hopes you haven’t corrupted him with your evilness.

“Don't you dare bring Riddle into this! This is between us. This argument is between us! How dare you accuse me of hating my brother, when you have done nothing but make his life hell, when all you have ever done is turn us against each other! When you placed my entire worth on a few pathetic books” You screamed back at her as the verbal abuse continued. Riddle soon came down from his room, as you looked at him.

He’s gotten taller now, and face slightly longer. He walks with perfect posture. Usually, you felt comfort in your brother, but you noted his unimpressed expression. “Riddle, please, don't get involved. This is between me and mom.”

“Why do you hate her so much?”

“What?”

“She’s right.”

Mother seemed to smirk as you turned to look at him

“You’re joking.” You sneer.

Riddle glares. “It's not her fault that you don't care for the rules. If you only followed them, you wouldn’t be in trouble all the time.”

“That's the issue, her rules always change for me so she has a reason to keep getting mad at me.”

“Maybe if you kept studying you wouldn’t be so stupid as to not understand the value of rules! She’s right! You have done nothing but cause trouble for as long as I can remember! If you would just listen—“

You shook with anger, “Don't you dare talk to me about listening, Riddle! I gave everything for you! Don't you dare pretend the happiest days of your miserable life weren't because of me! I did everything I could to try and look after you and you just—“

You were silenced by a loud slap across your face. It stung. You froze, holding the area as it bruised, bleeding in the areas where the nails made contact with your skin. “How dare you talk to your brother like that! Stop being so jealous over—“ You didn't register what she said, your ears ringing as eyes welling with tears as all you could was look at Riddle who seemed to stare at you with disdain.

This wasn't the Riddle you knew. The Riddle you grew up with. The Riddle that babbled your name as a baby. How long have you been protecting a stranger? Acting up so he can have the slightest bit of freedom that you longed for.

You narrowed your eyes before clenching your fists. "Shut up!" You snapped at your mother. "I'm sick of you! You want me gone? Fine! I'm out!" "Yuu Rosehearts! You go through that door I'm calling the police!" "Go ahead! Tell them what a shitty mom you are! And you!" You glare at Riddle before closing your eyes. "Just stay out of my life."

You walked out, snagging a fair amount of money that you saved over the years to book it out of the Queendom of Roses, finding your own place to crash at as you work a few jobs to keep yourself afloat, up until you are invited to NRC.

At NRC, before Riddle:

You were sorted into Heartslabyul, the dorm of law and order much to your surprise. You were expecting Scarbia or Savanaclaw given their dorms ‘survival of the fittest’ themes. Still, you would take what you could get.

As you stood in line for your dorm, you noticed a familiar green-haired man in the same group. Trey made eye contact with you, obviously surprised to see you, and gave you a nervous smile. You glared at him before looking away. You wanted nothing to do with the man that's responsible for feeding into Riddle’s issues. You both avoided each other, only interacting with necessary and never dragging anything out with each other.

Surprisingly, you thrived in Heartslabyul, able to heal your inner child with all the mundane tasks you had to do, even guiding others and helping them with theirs. You did well in school, usually getting the top score on every test. You had to get good grades for a good job, especially since your parents cut you off financially. You can’t afford to slack off, and yet, you helped to tutor others. Not to mention your magical knowledge and use was already ahead of most others.

At some point within the year, the dormleader approached you, much to your surprise. He noticed all you heard work and wanted to hand off the title to you. After all, next year he would be a senior and would have to go off campus. He would need someone to look after the dorm when that happens and after all he’s done, he needs a break.

Being a dorm leader would look great on transcripts on top of all the other benefits it had. You accepted, and the crown was passed down to you. You were honestly the best dormleader at the school given the fact you knew how to lead, were kind, and got all your shit and trauma together. You were relaxed, but still implemented rules, including all of the Queen of Hearts rules to honor her dorm. Of course, you weren't too strict.

“You need to have lemonade with two sugars,” You mentioned to your dormmate. “Eh- sorry dorm leader I’ll—“ “Don't panic, just stand up and drink it.” “Huh?” You smiled. “If you truly look at the rules and all the addendums, you’ll find a lot of loopholes. The rules says you have to sit down and have two sugars in lemonade. It didn't say what you couldn’t drink while standing.”

You smirked, your mothers rules and years of having to deal with shady jobs made it easy for you to find exploits in any sort of fine print handed your ways, and you were sure to try and teach your underlings the same. Even if they didn’t use exploits and didn’t care much for the crazy rules, you didn’t mind. You weren’t a tyrant. The entire dorm looked forward to each Unbirthday and Birthday party you planned, each one stretching traditions to their limit to offer something unique.

Your knowledge of contracts and high test scores even attracted the attention of other dorms, especially a certain octopus. When you caught some of your students in shady contracts, you would review it with them and point out everything they could take advantage of. This led to you being confronted by the Octavinelle housewarden pretty quickly, though annoyed he was quite impressed.

“Now there Yuu, I do hope you can not interfere with business.” “I don't plan to. If any of my dorm members decide to sign their life away, that's their fault. I can point out a few chips in the contract, but it’s not my job to save them.” Azul seemed impressed. “My, my, it’s quite rare to find someone so reasonable!” Azul smiled with his honeyed voice. “I do wonder how you did not end up in our dorm.”

***

On top of your housewarden duties, you also ended up finding a wonderful job working for Mostro Lounge, not at Mostro Lounge. Your quick thinking and keen eye helped to calculate Azul’s profits faster than he ever could— you had experience from your times of being homeless and couch surfing. On top of that, you would always point out where he could make a contract more water tight, or places where he could reword it so can exploit his victim for even more. It gave you work experience and a good wage that you and Azul both fought over in your business contract together.

Ironic how Azul ended up with another rowdy and rule breaking member under him, as you also stretched the contract you made to its limit. Azul for once didn’t mind too much, since you were fair as long as he was. Plus you keep those twins out of his way too.

After all of these years of working your ass off, you finally, finally made it. You had a stable home for the next few years. Food security! A job! Spare money for little things! Amazing grades! You made it! You would be fine! Despite everything you have gone through, you are going to be okay. You looked in the mirror of your room admiring the hair you dyed to cover up the ruby red locks of hair that tied you to your past. You were free.

It was one night in your dorm, where you were approached by Trey. Even though it has been a year, it was still awkward between you two, and you both didn’t talk to each other. You looked at Trey with the best neutral expression you could muster. “Can I help you?”

“Riddle is coming.” “Pardon?” “Riddle has been accepted into Night Raven, he’s coming next year.” You shut your eyes pensively. “I see.” “Y’know… maybe you both can… Make up…?” You shot a glare at Trey. I’m not taking advice from someone as two-faced as you— an asskisser, you wanted to say. “I’d rather not.” You simply said, making your way to your room. “Goodbye Trey, do not stick your nose where it doesn’t belong.” You warned, entering your room just to lay back on bed and stare at the ceiling with a newfound dread.

The next year with Riddle:

You stood as the housewarden representative of your dorm, watching as freshmen emerge from their coffins to get sorted. Then you saw him, Riddle. The red haired freshmen walked down the carpet to get sorted when he made eye contact with you, eyes widening for a brief moment before narrowing into a glare, not recognizing you at first with your dyed hair. He stood in front of the mirror, and though you knew it was unlikely, you still hoped that somehow, he would not end up sorted into your dorm.

“Heartslabyul.” The mirror spoke, and like that, everything started to crumble.

Guiding the freshmen to the dorms you stopped them in front of the dorm entrance. It was the dormleaders responsibility to assign everyone a card. “You will be a fine spade,” You said to one before allowing them in. “And you a diamond.” You waved the next person past you. “And you…” You paused when Riddle stood in front of you, before clearing your throat. “A heart would be most suited.”

The welcoming party went fine. You kept it traditional and laid back to not intimidate any of the new members, allowing everyone to socialize. As you engaged in the festivities and croquet, you noticed Riddle and Trey socializing, your brother looking sternly at Trey, before glancing over at you. You had a suspicion that even after all of these years, Riddle still needed to be superior to everyone. Your position as leader would not last long.

***

You had finalized the papers and packed your things. You were moving in the dorm you should have been a part of from the start: Savanaclaw. Azul cried crocodile tears that you didn’t join him, but you know that though you would have loved to be friends with your boss, he was a ticking time bomb of greed. Being under his control at all times was dangerous. Leona on the other hand, ultimately didn’t care about who joined so long as they could sort out their own shit. He was a safer, more minor and reasonable timebomb.

After packing, you went into the rose garden, noticing you were being followed in the distance. When you got to the center of it, where your favorite place in the whole school was, you turned around. It was Riddle and Trey. Tsk, what a surprise.

“I know you were ignoring me.” “Was I, dear brother? My apologies, it was never my intention.” Riddle would have nearly turned red if it wasn't for Trey putting a hand on his shoulder. How pathetic. He was just like his mother.

“I am here to tell you that I intend to duel you for the position of dorm leader.” “Okay, here.” You take off the crown on your head and offer it out to him, watching as your little brother stares at it a mix of baffled and offended. “Is this a joke? Or are you really that lazy and weak-willed?” Riddle demanded, “I refuse to just accept the crown, you need to put in the effort as a leader should!”

“I don't see why, I’m transferring dorms.” Trey raised his brows, “To where?” “Octavinelle,” you lied, not wanting to risk them harassing you in your new dorm. “Anyways, here you go, Housewarden Riddle. I’m sure you and Trey here would be wonderful leaders.”

“I refuse! Put in some effort for once in your life, Yuu!” Riddle scolded you in that damn tone mother always used on you.

You just laughed. “You do not deserve my effort, firstly. Secondly, are you being intentionally dense or have you forgotten what I said to you— I want you to stay out of my life. I do not want contact with any of you anymore. I'm done! I'm sorry it ended this way. I hope you get everything you ever wanted and I hope I hear nothing about it, truly, I do.”

You throw the crown onto the ground as you take a deep breath. “Don’t visit my new dorm. Do not look for me at all. I am tired of you always making me feel bad about myself and having to be superior to me. The years I spent away from all of you, were the happiest I ever had.” You glared, tears in your eyes as you look for any trace of what remained of the brother you once knew, only to be met with disgust, he huffs then speaks.

“Why would I ever visit or look for you? We are not family anymore if I recall, and we were never family to begin with. It’s ridiculous of you to even think I would want to be related to someone like you in the slightest.” Riddle stated. “You weren't my sibling. You never were, and never will be.” His glare made you chuckle cynically.

“Is that so? Well then, I’m glad that's the case…” You take a few steps closer to him, towering over Riddle height wise. It's impressive how much someone could grow when they weren't stressed all the time and had some proper food. You lowered your voice. “I cannot believe I wasted my entire life protecting you. The amount of abuse I have taken in your stead, all for nothing. You, you're just like her.” You sneer, pushing past Riddle before pausing. “I used to have a brother once you know? He had the kindest smile and the wildest imagination. Whenever we played pretend together we would imagine that we could both take over the world as brothers in arms. I wonder what happened to him.

You take another step forward as Trey looks away from you. “And you.” You sound absolutely feral by now. “I would have expected you of all people to not accept roles that you don’t want to be in,” You leaned in closer. “You damned two-faced son of a bitch. You allowed this to happen to him.” You didn't even look back at Trey as you made your way out of the maze, back to your room to change clothes, pack your bags and go.

***

Since the first week that Riddle took charge, you have heard nothing but horror stories. He was as tyrannical as you imagined him to be. Whatever, it wasn't your problem anymore, the others will get fed up and deal with him eventually, and maybe then he will finally learn. Besides, Trey seems to have no issues anyways.

Life in Savanaclaw was bliss, you fit in a bit too perfectly, not afraid to rough up others if it came to it. You shared a room with your closest friend, Ruggie. It surprised the both of you with how close you came, actually. Coming from a poor background, you both shared tips for saving money and DIY, along with helping each other do some sleazy things to get by.

You both helped each other get jobs, and you even helped Ruggie pay for stuff with no strings attached since you were more well off. You lended each other's stuff all the time. You even help him grab discounted stuff in bulk for him to take back to his village. You helped to tutor each other in subjects you both struggled with and would even allow him to copy your homework. You both understood each other. Finally, someone gets you!

You rarely see Riddle. The only time you ever do is during test postings. You go up to check your score, and as usual, it is in the top spot. Satisfied, you shrug and turn around, and go to walk off, when you see your brother in the crowd. Riddle's eyes look at the top spot in a mix of disbelief and jealousy, absolutely miffed on how he wasn't on top. You looked up to see where the Riddle's test was, just to see it directly below yours, only one extra credit point behind. You don't think much of it. You leave.

Every test, you would go and glance at the wall, just to make sure your grades were fine, and everytime you notice how Riddle looks absolutely frustrated. You honestly aren't doing it to try and get back at him at all, in fact you wouldn't care if Riddle beat you, as long as you were on the wall you were above average. Eventually, Riddle does beat you on one test— Algebraic Magic Notation, something you never really cared for.

You saw yourself in second place, noticing in the corner of your eye how Riddle seems to stare at you for your reaction, before you just shrug as you walk off, feeling a glare in the back of your head as you do so. You had lunch with Ruggie today.

Overblot:

You have heard about that new magicless student around. Enma Yuuken, his name was. Apparently he caused a lot of commotion at the entrance ceremony and is a dorm leader and stuff now, cool, good for him. You never expected him and his Heartslabyul friends to seek you out however.

You were exiting Mostro Lounge after some accounting and contract checking Azul had you do for his next big plan. As you walked through the dorm on your way out, you noticed a certain quad behind you. “… Can I help you?” You turned around and asked, looking at the students. There was a spade and heart with a collar from your brother around his neck, along with a tall, broad student behind them, monster on his shoulder.

“Hey are you Yuu? Chenya said we could find you here.” The spade asked respectfully. “Chenya huh…” You crossed your arms. “What do you need?” You asked curtly, staring at your newly dyed hair in the windows of the lounge. “Is it true Riddle’s your brother?” The heart asked desperately and sighed. “Not anymore. He’s dead to me. Is that all you need?” You narrowed your eyes.

“O-oh! Uh…” Deuce stuttered. “That doesn’t matter, can you tell us why the hell he's like this?” “Can I go back to my dorm?” “Is this not your dorm…?” Yuuken asks. You just blink at them. “Everyone we asked about said your from Octavinelle.” Grim muttered, you gripped your Savanaclaw ribbon in your fist to hide it.

"Firstly, I am a liar and you should never live in a place that your employer has control of, it will always result in a power imbalance, and believe me you do not want someone like Azul to have leverage over you. Secondly I don't share where I live because of people like you trying to ask me about Riddle."

You stare over at them watching as they all stare at each other with a tinge of guilt. You huff, "Fine, if you have questions, follow me. It's not safe to answer them here. There are eyes everywhere."

***

You look around outside of the dorm as you lead the group down the hall before stopping. “Okay what do you need to know?” “So your brother,” the heart starts. “How the fuck did he end up the way he is?” At that you let out a short laugh. “Oh, is that what this is about?” “Yeah sort of!” The heart sputters. “Look, we're trying to get him to stop being… like that… and we need to learn about him first!”

“I’m afraid you’ve been led on a wild goose chase. I haven’t had contact with him in years.” “Eh?!” The group booms. “Yeah, sorry about that, he told me I was never his sibling and that I never would be. If you really want to know why he’s like that, you should ask Trey.” “Trey?” Grim asks.

You nod. “They grew up together too, and he was around him for much longer since I left. Good luck overthrowing my brother though, if you need anything else let me know, though we haven’t talked to each other in a while, I can read him like a book.”

***

You didn't expect the quad to show up again the next day, this time at lunch where you sat. “What is it now?” You ask curiously as the heart— Ace, you learned, sits across from you pouting with his collar still on. “We’re challenging Riddle to the seat of housewarden!” “Oh?” Yuuken looks at you seriously and nods. “We need you to tell us everything about him."

You chuckle sadly. “Even if I did, you all stand no match. We were both forced to study magic before we could even walk, and you both have barely learned how to change colors of objects using magic. I’m sorry, but you cannot win.” Grim whines and Deuce sighs, “What, you saying we're weak?” “I am saying you are inexperienced. Do any of you even know how to cast a warding spell?”

The card soldiers went silent. “You know…” Yuuken starts. “Didn’t you fight Riddle since you were the housewarden before him? What did he do?” “I didn't. I gave it to him and left the dorm.” “You what?! You willingly handed over the dorm to him?!” Ace gawked. “I’m sorry, but it is not my job to save him from himself. Even if I won, he would just keep bothering me over and over. I ran away to get away from the person who defended the person that hit me, forgive me for not wanting to put up with him again.”

At that the table quieted. “So uh… what's your magic like… or your unique one at least…” Deuce asks. “Wouldn’t you like to know? All you know is that it tends to break the rules of everything around me when used— Ironically, with it, Riddle's spells wouldn’t even work with how by the book all his are.” “Breaks the rules..?” Deuce echoes. “Can’t tell you anything else, sorry.”

“Wait! What if we brought you with us as backup?” “It would be an invalid duel, I’m not from the dorm anymore.’ “What if you support us in the shadows or something.” “That's cheating!” Yuuken scolds. “Exactly.”

The cards sigh and you frown. “Look, I cannot help you with that from here, however, on the day of the duel I will accompany you. I'll hide in the crowd and step in if he takes it too far, since he tends to.”

He took it way too far as you stood before your brother, filled to the brim with blot. You sigh as you stand behind the freshmen you came to support, no longer hiding. “Come on Riddle. It doesn’t have to be like this.” “SILENCE! I am… I AM RIGHT! I AM STRONGER! You know NOTHING! You ran away! What would you know?!” “We aren't getting to them. Freshmen, get out of here, this is between us.”

“Nuh uh! I’m kicking his ass too!” Ace says. “Right!” Deuce replies. Yuuken pulls out his kendo stick, ready to fight despite being magicless. “Fine then, just follow my lead.”

***

You watched as the blot left your brother in front of you. The tyrant, no longer fighting. Then, and only then, did you collapse from your injuries. Even when you gave those freshies direct orders they put themselves in harm's way, meaning you had to tank the hit for them. “Yuu!” Deuce called out. “I'm fine! I'm just… tired…” You felt blood drip down your face as you laid down.

Upon snapping out of the blot, you heard sobbing, the same sad sobs that happened on that fateful day. “I'm sorry!” Riddle shouts, reminding you of how mother would making him apologize over and over. Your head pounds, and the next thing you feel is someone sitting next to you, putting a hand near your face to check your breath before resting it on your cheek, and you recognize it.

They were larger than they were before, but the softness was unmistakably Riddle’s. His hand held you face the same he did when you were both kids and you would lift him up in the air, pretending that he was flying. You smile and open your eyes, and are met with his face looking over you.

He was sobbing, face flushed and hair unkempt for the first time in his life, and yet the look in his eyes was unmistakably the Riddle you once knew. You smile up on him and reach up to cup his face as well. “I think… I finally found my little brother I used to play with after all these years…” You chuckle before sucking in a breath at the pain, making Riddle panic and pull you onto his lap. “Yuu!”

Riddle holds you close to him, pulling you in a hug. “I’m sorry! You were right! You were right… I treated you badly… Will you ever forgive me….?” He sobbed into your neck and you reached up to hug him. “I wasn't mad at you, Riddle. I never was. I was scared… Scared I lost you to her.”

You were critically injured, in unbearable pain, and yet here you were still protecting and comforting your little brother like you always swore you would. “I love you Riddle, always did you know that right?” Riddle choked back a sob and nodded. “Good, I’m glad you know.” “Don’t leave me… Please dont leave me alone again! Not after I just got you back…” “Hey… don't worry about me okay? I'll be fine, I’ve experienced worse. I'll bounce back in no time, and we can have tea parties again, Just like when we were kids,” you choke, and Crowley comes in just in time to pick you up as you struggle to breathe, making Riddle get up and crowd you.

“They’re going to be alright, right?” Riddle sobs. “Riddle,” you mumble. “Takes a lot more than that to kill me.” You beam confidently, despite the various injuries on your body. “Right now your dorm needs you. Show them what a great leader you can be, kay? I always thought you played a better queen than I did…” You slur. “I know that Heartslabyul will shine better with than it did with me.”

“Come on Yuu, let's get you to a doctor.” Crowley says, flying off with you in his arms. Riddle watched as he shook, and a smile grew on his face.

Resolution:

You lay on one of the beds in the nurse's office. Pixies come to cater to your needs every once and a while as you rest to the sound of the heart monitor beeping. You turn your head to the side to look in a mirror and your hair is an unruly mess that matches you, this time however, it is the same ruby red that matches your brother after you used a coloring spell on it. And for once, you do not hate your resemblance to him.

A knock is heard from the door, and you watch the door open in the mirror. Riddle comes in, a small tray in hand. The minute he sees you, he carefully approaches, placing the tray on the bedside table. You prop your bed up to see him better, smiling gently to try and ease his guilty and nervous expression.

“It’s nice to see you.” “I um… brought you something.” Riddle mumbles, opening the box he brought in. Unveiling it, you can see it is a tiny strawberry tart, the ones you would always try to sneak to him when you lived at home. The edges were burnt and it was slightly misshapen, but it was perfect. “I um.. made it, by myself.” He holds his hands in front of himself and looks down.

You reach over for it just to cause Riddle to fuss over you. “Don't move, you're hurt, I’ll feed you.” The housewarden holds the box in his arm, pulling out the spoon he brought with him and carefully scooping up a piece shakily before holding it to your mouth. “Heh, I can get used to this.” “You still have the energy to tease me on your deathbed? You really are… something…” Riddle pouts, making you snicker internally as you take the bite, savoring the tart in all its glory. It’s probably the best thing you’ve ever had.

“I'm sorry, I’m sorry… The tart is really good though…” “We are planning to have an Unbirthday party to make up for the last one… It was supposed to be today, but I put it off so you can come when you're better… If you want to.” “Will it be like the tea parties we imagined as kids? Where were together and can play and eat whatever we want?” “Yes, yes it will be just like the tea parties we had as kids.”

You tear up a bit. “I would love to.”

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