COME HERE JACK

COME HERE JACK💗💖💗💖💗💖💗

I’m still dying at the one for cater 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Tagging @crispin-kreme @readdressmeasduchess @twistedtexts @nanamisflowerfield

Twisted Wonderland “Twist-and-Drag” Series #7 ~ Romance at Night Raven College

I guess many people were waiting for this one but it still felt a bit awkward making them. You won’t find ALL characters for each and every choice, blame my censorship mwuahahaha~~

Here is another click-and-drag (or rather screenshot-and-reblog) from the series~ I’ll be queuing them on Wed & Sat, under the hashtag #NRC twst-and-drag so feel free to check them out, reblog with your results, and comment if you have funny ideas (no promise, but I may use some ideas for future ones.

Have fun~~

P.S//  it might sound obvious but do NOT reuse these gifs pasting another title on top of them and saying you made them, it’s rude ヾ(｡ꏿ﹏ꏿ)ﾉﾞ Here on Tumblr, Alchemivich is very kind to extract most assets from the game and share them for everyone easy edits, so go and spam Chemi with love and have fun making your own gifs from scratch~

YESSS I GOT RIDDLE FOR LAP PILLOW❤️💖❤️💖❤️MY LIFE IS COMPLETE.

Neige Kabe-donning me?!?!? Wth did he learn from Leona?

I’m laughing that I get Backhugged by Floyd because he’s always hugging everyone

……… got off of me Vargas

Twisted Wonderland “Twist-and-Drag” Series #12 ~ K-Drama Clichés Checklist

Idia said there is enough things happenings at NRC to fill-in a dating game or a korean drama clichés checklist……. why is it that we can’t disagree xD

For this series, I’ll be queuing them on Wed & Sat, under the hashtag #NRC twst-and-drag so feel free to visit, subscribe, screenshot-and-reblog.

Have fun~~

P.S//  it might sound obvious but do NOT reuse these gifs pasting another title on top of them and saying you made them, it’s rude ヾ(｡ꏿ﹏ꏿ)ﾉﾞ Here on Tumblr, Alchemivich is very kind to extract most assets from the game and share them for everyone easy edits, so go and spam Chemi with love and have fun making your own gifs from scratch~

🥳🍓HAPPY BIRTHDAY RIDDLE-KUN🍓🥳

LOOK AT THIS CUTIE!!!! HIS SMILE IS EVERYTHING

Wish the game was in English sub so I can play it and get this card, oh well

OMG!! Thank you so much @the-heartslabyul-hatter . It means so much. Let’s keep this positivity going and pass it on❤️❤️

For the beautiful people I will be tagging-

@twisted-imaginess @twstloverxoxo @torikaku @mariposa666haruka @raven-at-the-writing-desk @fairestwriting @crispin-kreme @drac0nia @lancermylove @henry-and-the-seven-lords

Now it’s time for you to tag 10 other blogs you thing are beautiful 💓💓💗

Freeze! ✧ ─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ You’re under arrest for being so lovely. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful!! 🧡🧡🧡

*for some reason Tumblr won’t let me copy so I’ll do this the old fashioned way with tags.*

Thank you so much @blank-writer573 ! That means a lot! Let’s spread some positivity here for a change, drama goes in the trash bin and positive vibes will be sent out to all! ❤️❤️

Now for the lovelies I’ll be tagging….

@game-harmony @grandesteartherquakedreamer @riddle-simp @twistedapple @twst-thirsty @asmobabyy @radarchives @cometarts-studio @twistedwishes @minteyeddevil

Now it’s your turn to tag more! Tag 10 other blogs you think are beautiful 💕

AHHH I GOT RIDDLE OMG💗💗💗. I’m laughing so hard at Jacks because he is such a tsundere and that song fits him so well, and I’m still in shock with Crewels that he is willing to go that far to be my Prince Charming

Damn Idia getting confident 😏😏

Tagging @drac0nia @lancermylove @crispin-kreme @emiliastarsparkle @wolken-himmel @fairestwriting @redwritingrook @rosieroxy117 @rosebe3

Twisted Wonderland “Twist-and-Drag” Series #10 ~ Villains do know their classic Disney Romance Songs

taking no reclamation if Grims starts singing xDD

For this series, I’ll be queuing them on Wed & Sat, under the hashtag #NRC twst-and-drag so feel free to screenshot-and-reblog, and comment if you have funny ideas (no promise, but I may use some ideas for future ones)

Have fun~~

P.S//  it might sound obvious but do NOT reuse these gifs pasting another title on top of them and saying you made them, it’s rude ヾ(｡ꏿ﹏ꏿ)ﾉﾞ Here on Tumblr, Alchemivich is very kind to extract most assets from the game and share them for everyone easy edits, so go and spam Chemi with love and have fun making your own gifs from scratch~

RIDDLE STOP BEING SO CUTE❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I wish I was there to hug him, he deserves so many, the sweet boy. Thank you @star-crossed-cafe for doing my request.

So happy the cafe is open😁😁 Could you do a scene where Riddle is having a nightmare (most likely from his past or his overblot incident) and his lover notices this and wakes him up and comforts him with words of assurance,hugs, and kisses until he falls asleep again, smiling. Thank you💗💗

summary: riddle has been plagued by the thoughts of his overblot, haunted in his sleep when the darkness creeps in. but the reader serves as his beacon of comfort, grounding him and guiding him through the worst nights.

warning: nightmares (?), riddle spoilers, slight angst + comfort

word count: 1.1k

author's note: welcome welcome! i too am quite happy the cafe is open as well! everyone's asks have been so wonderfully cute and creative, such a joy to write. this includes yours! what a cute idea! the Baker is a sucker for nightmare comforting fics indeed...

Riddle was always in bed by a certain time every night. You weren't sure if it was a rule from the Queen of Hearts or a standard he held himself to, but he always insisted on turning in early and getting up refreshed. Tonight was no different. That's why you were so surprised.

It was creeping into the early morning. Riddle's small form was shaking underneath the blankets he had wrapped around himself. There were tears slipping from under his closed eyelids and clinging to his long lashes. Red hair was messily strewn across his soft pillows. If it weren't for the crashing realization that your boyfriend was having a nightmare, you might have considered it to be a relatively cute sight.

His hands were grasping at nothing. Instinctively. Repeatedly. What was he reaching for? You didn't know. You woke him anyway, shaking his shoulder with concern scrawled across your face. He awoke with a start, bolting into an upright position, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his hurried breath came out unevenly.

Wide eyes didn't seem to recognize you at first, darting around violently, not placing you or the safety of his bedroom around him. There was a quiet mutter off "Off with your head" followed by a somewhat muffled sob. Finally, it seemed to sink in. He was awake in his bedroom early in the morning with you, and not in the Rose Garden surrounded by the students of his dorm and the problems that drowned him. He wasn't overblotting. He was safe.

The next thing you knew, he was practically on you. His hands were grasping the back of your shirt as he cried against your neck. The sniffling sobs spilling forth from him were unsightly, and he'd apologize for them in the morning, but for now, none of that mattered. You had a boyfriend to comfort, so you got right down to it.

Your arms wrapped around him as well as you slightly began to rock side to side softly. You pressed your lips against the crown of his head, cooing to him sweetly. Based off of what he had cried out upon waking, you figured he had been dreaming about his overblot. You murmured soft words of comfort against his hair. Quietly, you asked him if he wanted any tea to drink to calm down. He muttered something about it being against the rules to drink tea at this hour. If this were any other circumstance, you might have laughed a bit.

Hands running up and down his arms and all over his back, you mumbled reassurances to him. He was safe. His blot accumulation was healthy. He wasn't going to overdue it any time soon and there was no one nearby to hurt. Everything is okay. Eventually, his sobs quieted and his breathing evened slightly. The two of you repositioned, moving now to rest against the headboard of his large bed while he would remain cradled against you, his head nuzzled lovingly against your neck. One of your hands moved to take his and softly play with your fingers, causing his lips to lift into a small ghost of a smile. There were still tears dangling off of his lashes and dripping into his red cheeks, but he had calmed down out of the hysteric state he was in earlier. Your very presence was calming, but the careful love you always offered him was the most comforting in the world.

You asked him about his dream. Carefully. Tenderly. Slowly. You didn't pressure him, he didn't have to share. The sentences he muttered were quiet and disjointed, hard to string together, but you could form some kind of understanding in your head. It seemed like your sweet boy was bogged down once more with thoughts of his mother's harsh teaching and even harsher punishments. Maybe it was the stress of the upcoming exams that had had him so worked up, holding himself to the highest standards possible. Apparently, his dream had shifted for the worst into a spiral of painful memory as his overblot replayed before him in only the highest quality. It all kept getting worse and worse as, in his dream, no one was there to stop him. He kept hurting everyone. He almost cried again telling you.

The room was dark but you could still see his slate grey eyes downcast toward the sheets, never once tearing from them and roaming around the room. The hand you had around his shoulder, holding him against you, lifted off long enough to push his head toward you so you could press a loving kiss against his temple. He squeezed your hand in a quiet thanks.

Quietly, the two of you sat there. His breathing was evening out again and his eyes drooping slightly. Dawn was beginning to creep up, but there was still time to get a little more sleep before waking for the morning classes. You were glad to see him growing drowsy again; he needed it.

Your boyfriend's nightmares weren't common, per se, but they weren't completely unusual either. They were dwindling in frequency, but they still seemed to plague him nonetheless. You knew he was working hard on trying to research better ways to prevent dangerous blot accumulation during his spare time. Maybe you should remind him how proud of him you are in the morning. For now, you decided to go back to sleep beside him.

You'd be there when he woke again, and that was all that really mattered. The night had been long, your eyelids heavy. You drew his now sleeping form even closer to you yet, rubbing his hand with your thumb absentmindedly. Asleep or not, you wanted to give your all in comforting your dearest.

You drove off his nightmares better than the morning sun ever could hope to and he was eternally grateful. Come morning, he may not admit to ever having one. His red cheeks and the way his gaze would avoid yours for a bit would say enough, however, as he'd pull himself up from where he slept against your neck. He would be embarrassed about allowing you to see him in such a vulnerable state, indeed, but he would be thankful. The kiss he would press against the back of your hand and the tea he would brew you, served on a tray beside one of Trey's best tarts, would say enough.

Thank you for being there during the hard nights, it would say. And thank you for comforting him during his darkest hours. Yes, you had quite the morning to look forward to.

𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕗𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕗𝕖'𝕤 𝟝𝟘𝟘 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟!