Dilf You Say??

Dilf you say??

Upon receiving feedback I have made an addition

Thanks to @otomehoneyybearr for suggesting manwhore!keith

and yes I do know where Clavis fits, I just didn't wanna squeeze him in between so. I. did this.

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So I may or may not rlly like dilfs if you haven't guessed

Upon receiving feedback I have made an addition

Thanks to @otomehoneyybearr for suggesting manwhore!keith

and yes I do know where Clavis fits, I just didn't wanna squeeze him in between so. I. did this.

She,, I love her v much and she's so pretty fhhdgbb

Meet Yusra Bashar

The Picrew used was TOON ME! <&lt;A>> by @/hellosunnycore.

Name; Yusra Bashar

Other names; Yu

Birthday; February 28 (Pisces)

Age; 18

Height; 180 cm (she tol)

Dominant hand; Left

Gender; Demi-girl

Pronouns; She/Her but open to other pronouns

Sexuality; Asexual

Romantic Orientation; Panromantic

Hobbies; Strategy games

Pet Peeve; Itchy fabrics, drives her up the wall

Favourite Food; Amriti

Least Favourite Food; Durian 

Talent; Knowing what Ace, Deuce, and Grim got up to without being told

Languages; English, Bengali

MBTI; ENTJ

Other; ADHD, braces

Best Subject; Mathematics

Club; Boardgame Club and wins every time

Secondary Dorm; Octavinelle (if she had magic)

Friends; Deuce, Ace, Trey, Grim

Other Information~

The "Yuu" for Heartslabyul's chapter.

Yusra is the first "Yuu" to be teleported in TWST, which panics her brother Prem back at home (more on him later). She adapts quickly though, and Deuce reminds her of her brother, so she befriended him right away. She's also friends with Ace and Grim, although she really doesn't know why she decided to keep those two headache inducers around. Oh right, those three are a package deal.

Yusra's family is Bengali, but immigrated to Brisbane, Australia; that's right, Bengali-Australian MC. She had to deal with large spiders and the occasional snake; what's magic to that? She is self-assured in her abilities, but she also does keep an eye out for her friends. Somewhat blunt with her words, but her emotions can be easily read.

The mirror would have sorted her into Octavinelle if she had magic, as she is at her core, generous. Not a generous winner though, especially during strategy games; likes to be smug when she beats Azul. Terrible when it comes to luck-based games, but oh well, as long as she doesn't come in last place. (Frenemies with Azul, polite with Idia for the most part)

She tends to get out extra stress - be it due to being in a different dimension, her new friends, or everything in between - by cooking family recipes. And she befriended Trey when she was cooking one night, and enjoys spending time with him when she's not busy. He's calm, and she likes that... even if his puns are terrible. But bad puns is better than putting out another fire.

She likes lighter fabrics, as they allow for more movement. She HATES itchy fabrics as it irritates her skin. She ADORES pastel colours, and she only has pastel clothes in her closet back at home; not a fan of the NRC uniform but she makes do with pastel hijabs. She tends to decorate her hijab with pins; usually a pink heart or the blue pearl pin gifted to her by Prem. She also wears bright bands in her braces.

She loves cats, and likes to stay behind whenever she has time in Professor Trein's class, petting Lucius and learning more about Twisted Wonderland. Lucius reminds her of her one cat back at home, Berlioz. Whereas Grim reminds her of Toulouse, her no-brain-cell-having orange cat. She finds Headmage Crowley... incompetent.

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This Wasn't in the Itinerary

Both of you work so hard, it's only right that you be treated to a vacation.

Character; Ruggie Bucchi

Content; fluff, gender-neutral reader, drabble

Word Count; 850+

AN; This is for a mutual of mine who brain rotted and I wanted to write a version of it. I hope you enjoy it!

“A vacation? That I get paid for,” Ruggie gave Leona a semi-shocked look. What's he playing at here?

Leona rolled his eyes, “Yeah, you’ve pulled your weight and then some, so yeah, you’ve earned it. Already booked you a room too, so don’t even try gettin’ out of it.” He tossed a key at Ruggie, who clamoured trying to catch it.

Ruggie’s brows were pinched, but he looked at the key; it looked fancy, way too fancy. “How much was this?” Did I really earn this? “I can’t-”

“Too late, room’s booked. They also got some fancy schmancy breakfast options too,” Leona handed him a card that had all of the information about the resort, all in pretty cursive. "So yeah, you can accept it."

Dear Ruggie Bucchi, Escape the stress of your life and come to The Canopy, a resort focusing on rewinding and letting your hair loose. Enjoy the fresh breakfast made by the best pastry chefs in the Sunset Savannah. Take a dip in one of the many pools on the grounds. Head out on a river cruise and look at the local wildlife. The Canopy is an all-inclusive resort, and we hope you enjoy your stay with us! Room Type & Number; Single bed with a minifridge, as well as a balcony with a hot tub. Room 183, East Wing.

This… this is real. “I-,” he took a deep breath and exhaled. “Thanks, Leona.”

“Don’t mention it,” Leona said nonchalantly He wouldn’t tell Ruggie, but he has been planning this vacation for him for weeks. “Just enjoy it. Ya earned it.”

. . .

When Ruggie arrived at his room there was already a small bag in the process of being put away, but it wasn't his. He double-checked the room number, yup, Room 183, East Wing. then why was there another bag in his room? But that scent smelled familiar-

“Ruggie?”

He turned around and saw you, standing in the doorway holding a brochure for some local shops. “Prefect?” He asked back, equally confused about the entire situation. “What are you doing here?”

You entered the room and went to your bags, looking over the card Professor Crewel left outside your doorstep. Or at least it said it was from the professor, but he hadn't said anything to you about it, but weren't complaining, you worked your butt off. Plus you didn't have to pay for any of this, so you weren't going to turn this down. “On a vacation. And you?”

“Same boat. Well, a forced one,” he also looked at your card. Room 183, East Wing. Had they double-booked the same room by accident? “Wanna talk to the front desk?”

You both looked at the bed; it looked nice, fluffy, and like it was made from the softest clouds. But it was a single, just big enough to hold one person. There was no way it could hold more without the two of you being crammed together. Ruggie could feel his ears heat up at even the idea of being in such cramped quarters with you.

You sighed and grabbed your bag, mentally preparing to talk to customer service. "Not really, but sure, why not?"

. . .

You both returned from the front desk to your room. Your shared room. And there were no other rooms available. Both you and Ruggie were stuck with each other, as the shuttle bus back to Night Raven College didn’t come back until tomorrow at noon at the earliest. So you would be stuck here for the night, sharing a single bed, together. But there were worse ways to spend your vacation, plus you like Ruggie.

“If you want I can take the floor, I don’t mind,” he offered, rubbing the back of his neck.

You placed a hand on his forearm, stopping him. “No, it’s okay,” you gave him a soft smile, “I don’t mind.” 

You got into bed a squished yourself to the edge so Ruggie could have the other half. Once he got comfy he looked up and then quickly looked away, and so did you. It was a tight squeeze, but like hell were you going to make him sleep on the floor. 

Huh, did he always have flecks of silver in his eyes? You shook your head, trying to shoo those thoughts away. When you looked back up though, Ruggie was already asleep, lightly snoring. Has he always been this pretty?

He shuffled over to you, slinging an arm across you. “Mmm, don’t leave,” he mumbled.

You stiffened but then relaxed, sighing. You carded your fingers through his hair and looked at him softly. “I won’t.” You sat there for a little bit before you too fell asleep, hiding your face next to his heart. A steady thump thump thump luring you deeper and deeper into a calm dream. 

. . .

“You did that on purpose didn’t you,” Jack asked, looking up at Leona.

Leona shrugged, “Eh, they don’t need to know that.”

Professor Crewel was not the one to gift you an all-expenses paid holiday, it was Leona. He had grown tired of the two of you not admitting anything and it was driving him up the wall, so he decided to speed things up. Hopefully, his plan turned out… the both of you deserved good things.

NE TOO LETS CRY TOGETHER AJWBjshahhdjajdn

My dad (who's drunk at the moment) sat me and my younger brother for a 45-minute lecture about entering a relationship and stuff. (Is he tryna beat Lucifer to see who can lecture people longer?!?! 😭)

I was cringing the whole time, my face muscles are a bit sore. Especially when he got into the early pregnancy part of the lecture. Like eurgh!! I don't plan on having a baby inside me now or ever!!!

My parents also teased me after I told them about yesterday's events. They said they're happy someone likes me (I was offended by the way they worded it T—T)

They will not let me live this down HELP. But they also reminded me that I should focus on my life goals first before entering into a relationship.

Anyways, I finished Chapter 5 of Mozart's route and passed the Avatar Challenge. I got the premium story (I don't like the skirt that can be purchased with gold so I reluctantly used the 300 diamonds they gave for free)

It was wonderful!! I kept punching my pillow out of pure giddiness.

And!!! And he smiled a lot and laughed!!! And, and I met Schelm!!! (not sure if that's the right spelling)

Honestly that story was so adorable omigosh!!! AHJAKSVSJSGJA >///<

I feel like I'm gonna have great dreams tonight (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

your parents handled that horribly that sounds so creepy. how are they okay with what that TWENTY ONE YEAR OLD is doing????? im sorry but for the life of me i cannot get rid of teh ick that that whole situation caused.

on a lighter note, i'm gla dyoure enjoying mozart's route!!! but also, for future reference, you can sell items if you dont want them!! so if you dont like the skirt you can just sell it and save yoru diamonds ^^

HIS OWL??? I DONT KNOW HOW TO SPELL IT EITHER HELP BUT I UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU MEAN AHGSDGAFS i hope your dreams are indeed pleasant!!!

Eye patch guy (Gilbert I think), Lilia and rook have hair that if it were on anyone else or sin Gilbert's case slightly neater, would look awful

I put my blorbos in ven diagrams