Clementine

Clementine

you're sweet, so people think they have to take care of you even though you're strong, and I know you are! but sometimes it's easier to get taken care of, it's fine when they peel fruit for you and only give you the sweetest slices, it's ok. you deserve it

Thank you @knights-escort for the tag

Tagging: @kokoebi , @masamune88 , @aphmaulover94 , @stormgardenscurse , @thehollowwriter , @glass-cage-of-emotion-12 , @rosieroxy117 , @kimbap-r0ll , @mlk082 ,

hiii let me assign you a citrus fruit and try to analyse your personality based on these weird questions <3

Thank you so much for the tag @sanctum-of-ramshackle ❤️💓❤️💓❤️

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🖤 love train!! send this to all the people who deserve love!! don't forget to spread the love! 🖤(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

*gives u the warmest hug* Right back at uuu love🥺💕

Tagging some awesome people(I may have forgotten some of u so sorry) : @thomastaircompassrose @noah-herondale-lightwood @chaoticsunshines @austin13kai @fandoms-spamdom @jvneday @starsfruit @daughter-of-night @idiotacadamia @ddepressedbookworm @wtf-is-reality @anyone of my mutuals cuz u are all awesome!!

Omg I loved this so much I cried. Amazing job @kokoebi , I would love to see this scenario again with the remaining dorm leaders Riddle, Azul, Kalim and Vil please ❤️❤️💟💟💟

Can you do a seperate headcanons or maybe a scenarios for Idia, Malleus and Leona that their fem! reader, please? (im craving angst but ofc with comfort too! <3)

Reader wanted the boys introduced reader's parents, after that reader's parents told reader that they already have choosen a "perfect partner" for reader and also to marry. reader refused of their parent's suggestion, because they already have a love of their life, then reader's parents getting mad/angry and suddenly pointed out like "why would you choose him!? what's so special about him??" , they suddenly pointed out their negative opinions or thoughts towards to the boys that make him insecure or hurt (like he have "cursed family", awful attitude, or a monster, etc..).

But reader suddenly snapped and defended their boyfriend and also spitting them some postive facts or opinion of their boyfriend in the end reader also mentioned like "I dont care about what you think about him, i love him you can't change my mind! I still love him just the way he is!" after that they left their parents with the boys cuz is pissed what they said towards of their boyfriend. What would the boys reacted or would say when they hear all what their darling said right in front of them.

(sorry if this is long)

— parental control

summary;; you wanted to introduce your new boyfriend to your parents. Turns out the meeting didn’t end up going so well...

characters;; idia, malleus, leona

cw;; fem!reader, kind of angsty, comfort, mentioned future arranged marriage, descriptions and mentions of anxiety attacks (Idia), harsh language (Leona)

a.n. hello!! Thank you so much for your request! It's super cool and honestly really sweet! Don't apologize for making a long request, I totally don't mind! I ended up doing a scenario format instead of headcanons cause I thought it would work better! Life's been a gigantic mess so I'm sorry for not posting for so long!! I'll try to get back on a rhythm! — I proofread this but there might still be some errors-! I hope you enjoy!

— IDIA SHROUD °•.

You felt a gentle squeeze on your hand, as you and your boyfriend Idia approached the front door to your house. He was nervous, to say the least, having spent all week dreading this event.

From the moment you told him you wanted him to meet your parents, he barely got a wink of sleep. How could he possibly do so when all he could think about was how much they would hate him..? He'd come to expect this from every social interaction due to his crippling social anxiety, even when it came to you, he still had his doubts, so naturally, meeting your parents felt like a huge weight on him, and he spent the whole week unable to get his depressing thoughts out of his head.

You tried your best to reassure him, of course. But in situations like this, the only guarantee you could really give him was that you'd be there by his side, and he would never be alone when meeting your parents. He would have your support.

And those words did help! However... Now that you were here.. he wasn't so sure anymore. All his insecurities were coming back, and all he could do was desperately cling to your hand like his life depended on it. His palm was slightly sweaty from how nervous he was, which he had repeatedly apologized for, but you didn't mind. Anything to protect your perfect boyfriend.

When you rang the doorbell, Idia could practically hear his heartbeat, from how hard and fast it was getting. "I want to go home..." He thought to himself, shutting his eyes momentarily when he heard the door being opened.

Your mother smiled as soon as you were in view, "Y/N! Hello, sweetheart... I'm so happy to see you. And hello...?" She looked over at the the boy shyly standing next to you, not failing to notice that you were both holding hands. Idia didn't dare to make eye contact with your mother. "I..I-Idia..." He said quietly. Your mother blinked a couple times before repeating it, "Idia? Is that what you said?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at how quiet he sounded. Idia didn't bring his tablet to speak, you woke him up in somewhat of a rush, since both of you overslept, so he forgot it when he rushed out with you..

He nodded at your mother, who motioned for you two to step inside. "I see... Nice to meet you, Idia. You're awfully shy, aren't you?" She said. She seemed to want to sound playful, but it ended up coming off as rather cold instead, which made Idia flinch slightly, gripping your hand a little harder.

You frowned a little at the tone and caressed Idia's hand gently, walking inside with him after he tried really hard to apologize for his shyness, but he couldn't really do so. You could tell he didn't feel comfortable at all...

Your mother guided the two of you to the living room, where your father was watching TV. He turned it off when he saw the three of you walk in, "Y/N!" He smiled at you. "And this is?" He looked over at Idia, who was examining the room anxiously. Your mother looked at him and sighed softly, almost inaudibly, before turning her attention back to her husband, "His name is Idia. He's a little shy, so he might not answer." She smiled a little.

You didn't find her remark pleasant at all. You raised an eyebrow, but refrained from saying anything. For now. Meanwhile, Idia seemed to almost have a death grip on your hand at this point. It was the only thing keeping him from hyperventilating at this point. The tension of the air around his very presence was too much for him to handle. Your touch was an anchor for him to stay grounded and not let his unpleasant thoughts go too far.

You decided to talk, finally, as you moved to the other, smaller couch your parents had in the living room. It perfectly fit two people so you and your boyfriend sat there together. Somehow, sitting down on the couch made Idia feel at least a little bit safer, he didn't feel as exposed as he had felt while standing. "Idia is my boyfriend, actually.." you tried to muster up a smile, but it was hard considering your mother's tone on her previous comments about your fiery-haired lover.

Your parents blinked a couple times, looking at each other, then back at the two of you... Somehow, they were expecting this, considering you walked in holding hands, but were still surprised nonetheless. "Your boyfriend? Ah..." Your mother said. She glanced over at your father, wondering if she should be the one to tell you, or if he wanted to take over. Your father gave her a little nod, indicating that he'd be the one speaking this time.

"Actually, your mother and I had an announcement to make, Y/N. When you said you'd bring a friend, well... That's all we thought it was." He said, "We found someone for you. A man of a respectable family.." he glanced over at Idia as he started describing him, as if to judge your current boyfriend while describing your potentially future one. Idia didn't fail to take notice of this... His nerves were rising and his breathing was getting heavier and faster.. He couldn't possibly grip your hand any harder without hurting you, so he was really doing his best to restrain himself.

"He's a very handsome man, his family is rather wealthy as well, you'll be able to live a very comfortable life with him." Your father's eyes darted back to you. "We're currently starting a plan to arrange your and his marriage." His lips formed into a contented smile.

You, however, couldn't believe your ears. They arranged a relationship between you and someone you had never met? They were already planning for you two to get married even? And all of this without asking you for your permission, without even consulting you... And on top of all that, they really thought it was appropriate to say all of this in front of Idia, who was already clearly and very visibly uncomfortable? You certainly didn't expect this from your parents. They had always supported you. Sure, they had been strict with a lot of things, but you didn't expect them to go this far....

Idia on the other hand... His anxiety was peaking. His eyes now shut tight, his hair hiding part of his face as he desperately tried to control his breathing as well as manage his thoughts properly... But it was hard. It was so difficult when all he could hear in his head was how much your parents disapproved of him...

You clenched your empty fist. "I refuse." your eyes narrowed as you spoke, your tone turned slightly cold although you were trying your best not to borderline disrespect your parents.

"Pardon?" Your mother said, her eyes widening only a little after hearing your blunt answer.

"Your heard me correctly. I refuse." You insisted. "If it wasn't clear enough for you, I'm already in love with someone else. I'm not leaving Idia for whoever that other guy is." You were set. There was no way they could convince you or even try to force you into that relationship.

"Excuse me, but what does Idia even have that's so special?" Your mother spat. Ouch. Idia felt that one straight in his heart. "He looks like he hasn't seen the sun in years, he has terrible posture and he's unbelievably rude! He didn't greet us, he barely even looked at us! The bags under his eyes really make me feel like he can't even take care of himself! How could I possibly rest easy when the man you've chosen is a total bum?" She progressively raised her voice as she spoke, and you stared at her, dumbfounded at her language, her tone... Everything..! Even the fact that she seemed perfectly okay with attacking your lovely boyfriend with a barrage of insults! Said boyfriend who was sitting right there.

Idia felt tears threatening to spill out from his eyes. He couldn't handle this. His hearing was already heightened by the pure very unpleasant rush that he felt through his body by simply being there, at that very moment. This was his worst nightmare turned real. A social situation that couldn't possibly have gone worse. He came over, believing you, that everything would be alright, yet here he was, being insulted, being compared.... He didn't blame you, of course, he was sure you didn't think this would happen and that was why you wanted him to come so bad. It was an awful surprise for the two of you... And honestly, he was finding it hard to keep himself together.

You felt his hand shake in yours, and that was it for you. You glared harshly at your mother and you stood up, still holding your boyfriend's hand, which made him look up at you with teary eyes before hiding his face again. He felt pathetic, starting to cry as quietly as possible while you kept your heroic stance. He couldn't stand up for himself... Not like this..

But you could.

"That's enough." You said coldly. "Your words are disgusting. And frankly, the fact you can just so casually talk poorly about my boyfriend who's sitting right here next to me, is even more so. I don't want that stupid relationship you're trying so hard to advertise to me. Idia is special. He's the sweetest guy I've ever met. He's funny, never fails to make me laugh, and you clearly don't think so but I think he's the most handsome, and prettiest guy I've ever set my eyes on." You really had had enough. You were letting everything out. "Do you even know why he looks this tired? Because of how nervous he was to come meet you! And you treat him like this?! When he's clearly uncomfortable, your first thought isn't to make him feel at home, it's to berate him and tell him your shallow opinions when you've never even known him! He's perfect. And I'm not trading him for anyone else. If that makes you so unhappy, then find someone else to marry your "perfect candidate"." You finished, gently pulling Idia's hand. "Idia, come on.. let's leave." Your tone softened significantly when you spoke to him.

He was shocked, to say the least... You really thought all that about him..? And you jumped in to defend him, even against your parents... He felt so loved. His heart was about to burst with happiness and fondness as he really took in your words. He wiped his tears, despite it being in vain at the moment since they kept falling, and he stood up.

Your mother was about to protest, but the glare you shot at her really said enough. She couldn't win, neither could your father. And they knew that.

You walked out with your loving boyfriend without even saying your goodbyes. They didn't deserve them.

Once the two of you were out of sight, which didn't even take a minute, you stopped walking, making him stop with you. His cries had subsided, but some tears were still there. You cupped his cheeks, approaching his face to your and kissing the tip of his nose. "I meant my words back there, hm? You're perfect.. I wouldn't trade you for the world. I'm sorry about my parents... And I'm sorry we didn't leave right away.. I really didn't think they'd go that far. I shouldn't have left your in that position." You apologized, letting go of his face.

Idia shook his head. His breathing was steady again, and he wrapped his arms around you... The tips of his hair flushing pink. "I-It's okay.... Thank you.. for saying that.. and for getting us out of there. I was.. surprised." He confessed. You smiled at him a little, "Surprised? That I love you so much?" He embarrassingly nodded slightly, "Heh. Of course I do. If there's anyone I'll marry, it'll be you, Idia." You noticed his face turning red as the pink spread further into his hair. You always found it so cute... "Come on. Let's go take a nap, you definitely need it... And then let's play some games together if you want, so you can distract yourself a little more."

Idia nodded once again. He pulled away from the embrace and shyly took your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours, "Okay..." He said quietly, starting to walk with you again.

The meeting might have been a failure, but it shed light on just how much freedom your parents were willing to give you. And you'd rather be with the love of your life, chosen by you, than whoever they thought of.

— MALLEUS DRACONIA °•.

Malleus looked around while walking with you around your neighborhood. You had asked him to meet your family, having been dating for quite some time now, you thought it was an appropriate next step to have him meet your parents.

And honestly, your draconic boyfriend was all for it. He was actually rather excited, to no one's surprise, really. He had already previously shown interest in meeting your family, and had brought it up a few times loosely in conversation. So he was looking forward to today ever since you finally invited him.

You were kind of excited too. A little fearful, however. Malleus was big, he had horns, and he could definitely come off as intimidating. After all, it was the reason why so many people never even dared to approach him back in NRC. You felt bad, having known him now and knowing fully well that he's a huge sweetie.

But it was for these reasons that you were a little concerned about your parents' potential reactions.

You two finally arrived at your parents' house, and you rang the doorbell. Malleus was carefully analyzing the architecture of your neighborhood while he waited. He was always so intrigued by his surroundings.

You heard your father shout "Just a moment!". He must have been doing something before you came. You could faintly hear the sounds of plates and utensils. It was nearly dinner time after all.

After a few seconds of waiting and Malleus asking you a couple questions about your home, the door opened and he turned his attention back to it.

As soon as your father saw him, his eyes went wide, glancing up and down at him. Malleus furrowed his eyebrows right away. Was he afraid of him? His suspicions seemed to unfortunately be confirmed when your father averted his gaze nervously and looked back at you instead.

“Y/N-! Hello. It’s nice to see you again.. And it’s nice to meet you too...” he hesitantly looked over at your very tall boyfriend.

“Malleus.” he said, he tried softening his tone, to see if your father would be put more at ease, but it didn’t seem to work.

Your father nodded, and stepped aside, making way for you and Malleus to go inside. He thanked your father for holding the door open, really hoping that over some interactions he would feel more calm around him, but he couldn't help but feel that same feeling he felt at school. That loneliness in being left out.

He followed you, a little absent-mindedly looking at the decorations in your house's walls while you looked for your mother. She was in the dining room, finishing to set the table when she heard your footsteps. She turned around, smiling, "Hello, Y/N!" She said happily. Her smile vanished and her jaw dropped as soon as Malleus stepped out from behind the wall, "Good evening. Nice to meet you, my name is Malleus." He politely introduced himself.

Your mother stumbled a bit with her words, but ultimately found the right ones after a couple moments. "Nice to meet you, Malleus..! Ah, both of you can come have a seat, dinner is almost ready." She turned her attention back to the dishes she was setting down before she went back to the kitchen to help her husband in case he needed anything.

"I think they're afraid of me..." Malleus looked over at you, a slight frown present on his face.

You reach out to his face with a bit of help from him bending down slightly, and you cup his cheeks. "They might be, but once they get to know you a little better, they'll love you... I'm sure of it." You tried reassuring him, and he trusted your words, nodding a bit before you gently pulled away from him.

You two went to wash your hands before sitting at the table and patiently waiting. Malleus took the opportunity to ask you a few more questions about your home, and how things were around, and you were happy to respond.

It wasn't long before your parents came back into the living room with a couple different pots and pans in hand, setting them down on the bases so they wouldn't directly touch the tablecloth.

"We made your favorite." your father smiled at you, uncovering the food.

They served you, Malleus, and then each other, and now you were all sitting and eating together.

You decided to speak, since you felt a little bad to only properly introduce him now. You were happy yet hesitant that he was letting you be the one to break the news to your parents. "Mom, dad." You started, and they looked at you. "Ah.. well, you see. I invited Malleus to come with me today, because.. I wanted to introduce him to you.. He's my boyfriend." You were a little awkward in the beginning of the sentence but gradually gained more confidence in your words.

Your mother's eyes widened, she blinked and looked at Malleus, then back at you.. "Excuse me? He's your boyfriend?" To be honest, she kind of expected it and didn't at the same time. It still surprised her despite her having that thought in the back of her mind ever since you told them you were bringing someone over.

Your father frowned right away, shaking his head lightly, of which Malleus took notice... It hurt him a little to see these initial reactions.

"That's... A shame really. We had an announcement to make for you. We were going to put it off since you were bringing someone over, but..." Your father looked over at your mother, who took the lead, "We're already in the process of arranging you a marriage with someone else." She said.

Your eyes were wide. What...? They were arranging a marriage for you? And they didn't even consult you before they started doing so? "What do you mean?" You said. You knew what they meant, but were having trouble processing it. They were always very strict in the past, sure. But you really thought and hoped that they would at least give you freedom when it came to your romantic life. Your social life in general. They had up until now, with your friends, so why couldn't you love who you loved?

"You know exactly what we mean." Your father said, his expression hardening and his fists clenching around his fork and knife. "We want the best for you, Y/N. That includes your long-term wellbeing and happiness. And specially now... How can we possibly rest when you're dating a monster?" He said coldly. His eyes glancing over at Malleus's for a moment, before they turned back to you. "How can I possibly entrust you to... This? He'll tear you apart. I'm sure of it!"

Malleus felt his heart clench, almost. Those words really hit him.. specially when he was trying so hard to make a good impression on them. They were your parents, after all. He wanted them to have a good opinion of him, and yet here they were berating him and trying to replace him instead.

He opened his mouth to speak, after all, he didn't want to let them do this to him. He was sure you didn't think of him as a monster, and he wanted it to be known. But you were already one step ahead.

"A monster?" You put your utensils down as you stared at them, your mind still having trouble comprehending their sentences. Malleus closed his mouth, turning his attention to you.

"The only monsters I see here are you." You furrowed your eyebrows. Your father seemed more than displeased. "Pardon?" "You heard me. How dare you say those horrible things about my boyfriend... He's sitting right here, you know?" You placed your hand on his gently, and you stood up from your seat so you could look down at them. "Malleus isn't a monster. Appearance doesn't make someone a monster. He looks different, but he's beautiful... And he's the kindest man I've ever met.. He's so gentle, and funny, and interesting... He treats me super well... I couldn't possibly ask for a better partner. I don't want whoever you're trying to offer me to, and I definitely won't tolerate you insulting the love of my life." Your eyes narrowed. You glared right through them. "You don't even know him.. you can't even begin to imagine just how gentle he is... How protective.. you can't begin to imagine just how pleasant our walks are, and how he can keep me hooked on any topic of conversation... He knows so many things, and yet so little... And... It pains me to see you insult him this way. He tried his hardest to be polite.. he asked me countless of times how he should greet you, how he should behave... And you can't even look past the fact he looks different from us.. pathetic, if you ask me." You didn't hold back.

Your parents were shocked, to say the least. You never really talked back to them like this... But they had really struck a nerve. You knew just how lonely and hurt Malleus felt for intimidating everyone. And they were doing nothing to make him feel better. They only mad him feel even more like he didn't belong. And you didn't want that.

Malleus was staring at you, his eyes slightly wide in surprise. He wasn't expecting you to be so passionate about your love for him. He obviously knew you loved him. But to be honest, he usually wasn't around when you were standing up for him back at school, since the students back there were far too afraid of talking badly about him in front of him, in fear of what he might do.

But... Hearing you speak so passionately about him, and how you were so quick to jump to his defense.. it flattered him. He couldn't help but smile gently up at you. He pushed himself up, grabbing your hand properly in the process, and then he stared at your parents.

"I don't appreciate you trying to take Y/N away from me. I love her more than anyone else could. I tried my best to be polite to you... I didn't intend on scaring you. I truly love your daughter..." His smile was replaced with faint hurt expression, still trying to appeal to your parents.

Your father shook his head once again and glared at Malleus, "You're not welcome here. You're still a monster in our eyes." You could tell he had started to tremble slightly after Malleus stood up. Same for your mother.

You couldn't handle this. You intertwined your fingers with Malleus's. He could swear he had never seen you this bothered before.. and neither had your parents. "A family that doesn't welcome the love of my life, doesn't welcome me either. Let's go, Malleus... I don't want to be here anymore." You gently pulled him along, and he gladly followed.

"Y/N! Get back here! You can't just leave?!" Your mother raised her voice, but you ignored her and left the dining room, your boyfriend following right after.

The two of you left the house together, your blood was still boiling.. you couldn't believe they could be so rude to him... "I'm sorry.. about my parents. I didn't think they'd be like this.." you let out a soft sigh, and Malleus stopped, making you do the same.. He gently leaned down and kissed your forehead lightly. A tender smile appeared on his lips as he pulled away and you felt your cheeks heat up slightly.

"Y/N. It's alright... If anything, thank you." you stared up at him, confused at his thanks. "I had no doubt that you loved me back... But it's rather reassuring and comforting to see you jump in to defend me so hastily... Thank you, for saying such sweet things about me..." He confessed, ending it with a thank you again.

You stared at him, a small smile creeping up to your lips. "It's nothing... It's just the truth. You're beautiful... Both inside and out. I would never trade you for whoever they had planned... I'm sure you wouldn't let that happen either." You chuckled slightly as he proudly nodded.

He couldn’t have asked for a better girlfriend either. You really made him happy.

— LEONA KINGSCHOLAR °•.

"Please, Leona! I'm begging you, be decent.." you pleaded.

"I'm not gonna change just 'cause we'll be visitin' your parents."

"I'm not asking you to change! Just don't be so rude like 99.9% of the time!"

"Tch. Yeah, sure, whatever ya say." He rolled his eyes as the two of you were walking towards your house.

You were nervous, honestly. You had told him about him meeting your parents, and he wasn’t pleased at all. Family gatherings weren’t Leona’s thing, and you knew that. But you really wanted to introduce your new boyfriend to your parents.

The problem was, your boyfriend had a severe case of foul language and zero patience. So it was basically a recipe for disaster.

Your parents weren’t super strict, they were a little, but it was nothing major, so you were still a little hopeful that maybe they’d be like you and actually find Leona’s demeanor kind of funny instead of rude.

You arrived at your door and gave one last pleading look towards Leona, as if you were begging at this point, before you rang the doorbell. 

It didn’t take long for your mother to come pick up the door, she smiled, although her smile turned a little nervous when she noticed Leona... He looked a little intimidating with that scowl on his face. “Hi, Y/N! It’s lovely to see you again. And this is..?”

Leona stared right through your mother’s eyes and said, “Leona Kingscholar.” and refrained from adding a cocky “remember that.” at the end. Despite his attitude, he still wanted to make some efforts for you. It was your family after all, and you did ask him. 

Your mother felt a shiver down her spine due to his look, and she nodded, letting you both in, “I see, nice to meet you, Leona. It’s wonderful to have a guest around. Y/N doesn’t bring friends over very often.” You shook your head at the needless detail. It wasn’t like you spent that much time at home since you were always at the dorm anyways. You only came around during holidays or other specific occasions and it was also when everyone else went to visit their families.

“That’s ‘cause she doesn’t have any.” your boyfriend said, a smirk creeping up to his lips. You gasped and hit him gently on his arm, “Leona!” you chuckled lightly and shook your head. His teasing was always hilarious. And to be fair, Leona wanted to put you at ease too, so he was messing with you a little. You seemed nervous and he took notice of it.

Unfortunately, your mother didn’t find that so funny, but she simply didn’t react. She guided you both to the living room, where your father was, taing care of a few papers. “Honey, Y/N is here with her friend, you can take care of that later.” She went to sit on the armchair while your father put the papers away on the coffee table, “Ah, Y/N! And Leona, if I heard correctly?” He asked.

“Yeah, you did.” Your boyfriend took a seat and made sure to occupy 80% of the couch he was supposed to be sharing with you. Honestly, everytime he heard “Y/N’s friend” when referring to himself, his blood boiled a little. You were his, and he was yours. He wasn’t your friend. And he wanted to make that clear. He honestly couldn’t wait for you to be the one to reveal it. “I’m her boyfriend. Not her friend.” his scowl was back as he glared over at your parents. You frowned a bit as you sat in the little spot he left for you. You wanted to be the one revealing it, only because you knew he’d say it so bluntly too.

Your mother raised an eyebrow, “Huh? Her boyfriend?” She looked at you, then at Leona, then back at you, before saying, “Is this true.. Y/N?” she had a slight frown present on her face.

Leona cut you before you had even opened your mouth, “Why would I lie about that?” He was very clearly displeased, “I’d gain nothin’ from it.” 

“I was talking to my daughter. Not you.” your mother retaliated. “Y/N. I don’t support this.” 

“But mom-”

“No. Leave him at once... The boy we found is much better for you...” 

Your eyes widened momentarily, before your frown was back, “The boy you found? What does that even mean?” 

“We found someone for you. To be honest, we’ve been wanting to arrange a relationship for you for a very long time... even more so after seeing... this..” your father’s drifted over to Leona.

The beastman wasn’t happy at all. He glared hard at you father, “Hah? This what?” he spat.

“Dad, no way I’m getting into a relationship with someone I don’t know! Someone you’ve arranged for me! Specially when I already found someone myself!”

“Look at who you found, Y/N! You find this man worthy of being your boyfriend? Seriously? Have you seen how he talks? I’ve never met someone as rude.”

“Then ya haven’t met many people, this ain’t even the full extent of what I can say, “dad”.” His tone turned more and more aggressive by the second.

Your father gritted his teeth, and raised his voice. “Enough! Y/N, I don’t tolerate th-” 

“No! Enough for both of you! All of you, even!” You yelled at both your parents and Leona.

The three of them blinked a couple times before turning their attention to you. Both Leona and your father were about to protest but you shot them a glare as you continued. “First of all, I am not leaving Leona just because you don’t think he’s right for me. He’s got his rude episodes but he’s an amazing guy nonetheless and he’s hilarious! You don't even know him for two seconds and you're already insulting him... Second of all, if I’m not leaving him, I’m DEFINITELY not gonna date whoever that man you found is. Not a chance. My taste in partners is perfectly fine. I don’t need a plain whitebread guy in my life when I have the perfect boyfriend already. He’s smart, strong, kind... to me, and he treats me incredibly well even if it might not seem so based on how blunt he is. First impressions aren’t everything. You don't even know a fraction of what he does for me. I've never been happier, and I'm not trading my happiness just so you can "rest easy" simply because of how blunt Leona is.” You sighed frustratedly.

“Frankly, Y/N! What do you even see in this guy! First impressions aren’t everything but I can already tell what he acts like if he can’t even put on some manners and basic etiquette when coming into a stranger’s house! Specially someone older! No way we’re supporting this relationship. We were already planning your marriage to the other boy too!” You mother was now glaring at you.

Leona wasn’t finding this conversation the least bit amusing. He stood up from the couch, grabbing your hand and pulling you up with him. “The only person she’ll be marrying is me.” He gritted his teeth, “I don’t wanna spend even another second in this place.” He pulled you along as he started walking out.

Your cheeks heated up, a light pink dusting over them as you let your boyfriend guide you out. The comment he made about you marrying him made you a little more excited and happy than you’d ever admit to him.

“Oh, and “daddy”? “mommy”?” he mocked, “Your little boy could never give Y/N the life she can have with me. I don’t really give a shit about provin’ ya wrong, but hey, if it makes ya happy, I’ll turn your daughter into a princess. A real one.” he presented the cockiest smirk you had ever seen him flaunt, and he pulled you along, slamming the door, while your parents didn’t even protest, but were instead silently thinking about his last words before he left.

He was angry, to say the least. He hated that they were trying to take you away from him. You were his. You could tell just how angry he really was...

Your parents had no idea he meant everything literally. He’d make you a real princess after your marriage. He’d make sure no one could stop him. 

“Tch. Your parents are a real handful, herbivore. Didn’t know I was signin’ up for an insulting spree.” he sighed, still holding your hand.

“Yeah... Neither did I. I mean... To be fair, you did provoke them a bit.. but even so, I can’t believe they were planning on marrying me off to some other dude! I feel kind of betrayed, honestly...” 

“No wonder. It’s whatever though. Not like they can have any control over ya if I steal you away.” 

“Guess so~... But thanks for pulling us out of there, I was going to do the same, actually..”

“Hm.” he hummed in acknowledgement, and a small smirk crept up his lips again, “You surprised me though, what was that little moment of yours? Jumpin’ in to defend me as if I don’t have claws of my own.” he teased. But deep down, he was grateful. Happy too. The things you said meant a lot, even if they were rather simple things to him, it warmed him up t hear you say them. He’d rather die than admit how happy it made him though. He has his massive pride in the way of revealing his true feelings.

“I know you can defend yourself” But they were making me way too angry for me to just stand there and let you be the only one doing the talking... After all, not only were they berating my perfect boyfriend, they were trying to force me to get a new one.” 

“True. I just never knew ya had it in ya. Guess I’ll have to reward you when we get home, a reward for your bravery that, oddly enough, you never show me.” he kept teasing you the whole way back. But he was just happy that awful meeting was over.

RIDDLE MY LOVEEEEEEE!!!!! YOU FINALLY CAME 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

Thanks for the tag @windblume-wishes

My three characters are

Riddle Rosehearts (Twisted Wonderland)

Ayato Sakamaki ( Diabolik Lovers)

Sebastian Michaelis ( Black Butler)

My Tags: @treysimp , @gh-0st-y , @that-one-pretty-bitch, @kimbap-r0ll , @kalims , @knights-escort , @kaleidoscopewonderland , @thesunshineriptide , @candidapple , @blues824

Have fun :)

❦ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖, 𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤! ❦

Alright, Travelers! I’ve decided to start a tag challenge! Yay! For this challenge we need to:

Name 3 Characters from 3 fandoms (name the fandoms) you simp for and tag 10 people!

Simple right? Okay, I’ll go first! (Oh dear…)

Silver (Twisted Wonderland)

Mayoi Ayase (Ensemble Stars)

Childe (Genshin Impact)

I shall tag… @achy-boo @adrianasunderworld @honey-milk-depresso @cupids-chamber @riddle-simp @yume-fanfare @thesunshineriptide @yulin-pop @twstrhythm @natewriteslol

Have fun ye simps! - Windblume ♡︎

Thank you for doing my request @treysimp , I saw the other part with riddle cater and trey. My heart is still beating fast with the cute interaction with Riddle🥰🥰

I don’t know if you are taking requests or not but I was thinking for your next series like the make out one you did; you could do something similar for like Halloween, so something like Trick Or Treat with the Twst characters, can be romantic and fluffy. Just an Idea 😁

When you literally had done a fic as a response to an ask and didn't include the ask afafagafsgdg I'm sorry @riddle-simp the part 1 was totally a response to this and I have only 2 braincells to rub together so I just straight posted it. I'm a mess.

Trick or Treat: Part 2 (Heartslabuyl First Years)

(GN!Reader/Ace Trappola/Deuce Spade)

Part 1 // Part 2 (This one!)

Rating: T

Introduction: After the Ramshackle ghosts had whipped you and Grim up some intensely cute wizard costumes, you decided that you were going to go hunt down all of your friends and offer them a trick or a treat! Which one will they choose?

Tags: Reader’s body not described nor are pronouns used, fluff, kissing the homies good morning, friends to flirting heavily, sorry for all of you that are good cooks I decided that Reader-chan is not for this one (you can blame the Ramshackle kitchen if you want), eating baked goods (food and food consumption warning)

Words: 1.5k

Author’s notes: I split Heartslabuyl into two because of how many characters there are. We'll see about the rest though. 😘

Want more TWST? Here’s my masterlist!

Flustered, but even more determined to give out your cookies from the positive feedback, you decide that you need to find Ace and Deuce next. You were pretty certain that they were the ones that Riddle and Cater were taking over for (as Ace had spent a lot of time complaining about having to get up early), so you decided to try and head them off.

Slinging Grim back onto your shoulders like a bag of fingerling potatoes, you run a little too fast towards the Heartslabuyl rally booth in hopes of shaking off the residual nerves from the barrage of emotions your attractive upperclassmen had heaped on you today.

Skidding to a stop as you spot the familiar ginger and dark-haired duo, you wave frantically while Grim screeches a hello at your friends.

“Ace! Deuce!” You say out of breath, stopping with your hands on your knees for a moment to calm yourself down and get a look at the now-familiar costumes.

Deuce looked shockingly suited to the outfit, the dark colors and corset complimenting his ivory skin and bright eyes. There was a cool beauty that it was easy to forget Deuce had when he was busy bickering with Ace or barely containing his suppressed delinquent instincts, but it made your pulse flutter slightly to see the glow of his gaze under the fascinator net of his floral-adorned top hat.

Seeing Ace in something put together was deeply refreshing as well. His shock of red hair stood out against the monochromatic colors of the elegant gothic clothing. Seeing your gaze comb across him, his eyebrow raised and a familiar gleam of trouble popped into his eye. You loved your friends, but that looks almost guaranteed that someone was going to get in trouble. Whether it was Ace who was in the trouble or causing it for someone else was the real question.

“Oi, Prefect. You and Grim are looking so… magical. What’s got ya so worked in a tizzy? My good looks take your breath away?” He said with a giggle while he lightly jabbed his elbow into your ribs.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny. We've been very busy, you know?” You said, plopping Grim back to the ground so he could walk to the duo with his little bucket extended.

“Trick or treat!” He exclaimed, big blue eyes practically sparkling. Clearly, Trey had perked him up with that fish thing. You’d have to find out where he bought those later.

Deuce, who has been silent until now patted around his pockets and after a moment of pause, pulled out a small jawbreaker and dropped it into Grim’s bucket with a soft smile.

“These were the most popular during our shift, so I hope you like it.” He said, ruffling Grim’s hat slightly while the cat-monster half-heartedly grumbled at the harassment.

Turning towards Ace, Grim repeats the treat demand in a sing-song tune of his own making.

Ace began patting down his pockets just like Deuce had, but as his slaps became faster and more desperate, it seems that he did not have any sweets left.

Luckily for Ace, it seems that Deuce had one final piece of candy. Upon seeing the sad jut of Ace’s shaking lower lip, Deuce sighed and slyly passed a sweet behind his back into Ace’s hands. Trying to be sneaky about it was a little silly, but you couldn’t blame the boys for worrying about what kind of thing Grim might do if he tried to decide on what his next trick should be.

Most items in Ramshackle had been on fire at this point, after all.

Grim seemed quite pleased with the haul and sat on the ground to examine the gem-like sweets in finer detail, quietly puzzling over what exactly the boys had given him.

Walking close to Deuce to whisper in his ear, you miss the surprised hiccup that leaves his mouth before you speak.

“Thank you for that. He’s been so excited about today.” You say, standing back a little to dig through your pail.

Presenting the bag with Ace and Deuce's respective names on it, you chirp, “Here! I made you cookies!”

Both Ace and Deuce looked at the bagged treats curiously but gladly took them.

“Wow! If we always got treated this well after a shift, maybe I’d consider workin’ more, huh Deucey?” Ace joked, popping a sliver of cookie into his mouth. “Oh! It’s good actually.”

“….‘actually’?” You echo, mimicking Ace’s tone of voice.

“Aww, come on, Prefect! You know how many lethal chefs attend school here.” Ace said pleadingly. “I like it! I do! Believe me!”

You humphed, which made Deuce chuckle.

“They’re delicious. I feel bad that I gave Grim all of my candy though. Is there a treat you want instead?” Deuce asked, clearly trying to get in the way before you and Ace could start bickering at full force.

“Oh? Don’t they owe us a trick though?” Ace countered teasingly, the mischievous glint in his eye returning as his grin took a sinister turn.

It was obvious from his face that he was getting a nefarious idea in his noggin’. Ace slung his arm around your shoulder and raised a brow, his mouth dangerously close to your neck.

Each breath tickles your baby hairs with each word, “I would just love to know how you would want to trick me, y’know?” Ace drawls, getting so close to your skin that you thought he might be able to hear the frantically increasing pulse in your throat.

The back of your neck was burning.

It was pretty normal for Ace to be jokingly flirtatious, but after some of the events from earlier, you felt far more overwhelmed.

Were you just overthinking your friend’s teasing? It wasn't like he hadn't jokingly offered to sleep with you before.

“I think I have a good treat for you though, Prefect.” Deuce said with a smile, cyan eyes in a smiling crescent as he broke the odd tension between you and Ace.

Moving his face so close that you could see the pale freckles on the bridge of his nose, Deuce places the softest kiss of your life on your cheek.

A whiff of sandalwood of wafts to your nose as the internal heat in your body began to broil.

“Thank you for the cookies. It made my day to see you here and get a treat from you.” Deuce said sweetly. You felt like you might melt on the spot.

If anyone here was more flustered than you though, it was Ace.

“Hey, hey, hey, why do you get to make a cute move on the Prefect while you’re dressed up? I want to do it, too!” Ace complained, squeezing your shoulders firmer than necessary.

Deuce’s face was slowly beginning to flush red, but he had seemingly decided to dig in his heels with this one.

“No one is stopping you, moron! Do you have to try and copy my homework here too?” Deuce said while gritting his jaw in irritation.

“Who would cheat off of your wannabe honor student C-minus ass? I can make decisions for myself!” Ace exclaimed.

Feeling baffled by what in the world this argument was about, you stammered and tried to back up a bit, but Ace’s white knuckle grip was keeping you from moving.

“Um?” You said, trying to figure out how to defuse one of the weirdest arguments you’ve been in the middle of between them.

Ace turned towards you, face beet red and eyes steeled in a look you didn’t quite recognize on him.

Pulling you closer, he planted a kiss on the opposite cheek that Deuce had. Mumbling something about ‘stealing (his) thunder’ as he separated himself.

Dropping the grip around your shoulders and crossing his arms with a huff, he mumbles, “Thank you for the cookies.”

Before you can try to verbally investigate further what was going on in tweedle-dumb and tweedle-dumber’s heads, you heard Grim call your name and tug at your pant leg.

“Can we go? I’wanna see the ship before it’s too busy.” Grim whined, a small fleck of colorful sugar on his whisker.

Laughing, you nodded, pulling your little buddy into your arms and silently thanking him for getting you out of this increasingly weird scenario.

“Okay, Grimmy.” You say, giving him a little nuzzled-nose kiss.

It was hard to not hit him with the brim of your wizard hat, but it was worth it with how cute he looked. You had to thank him later for saving your bacon.

“You heard the Great Grim!” You proclaimed. “We gotta get going, I’ll see you guys later, okay?”

“…okay” Adeuce muttered in tandem, giving each other an evil eye out of the corner of their vision.

You were going to have to unpack that one later.

For now, you were just as excited as Grim to go find out just what your friends in Savannahclaw had in store.

Much to your confusion, it seemed like your day wasn’t yet done being unpredictable though.

What in the world could happen next?

Mwehehehehehe, I am havin too much fun. I love Halloween! What are you are going as? Or if you're not dressing up, what would you wanna be? LMK!

Love you, reader!

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