Saw This On Insta And I Was Like "Jesus That's Something Soap Would Do"

Saw this on insta and I was like "Jesus that's something Soap would do"

Immediately what came in my head, (im not from the UK nor European area so forgive me for the inaccuracies!)

Imagine Johnny, finally retired and settled down with an American who moved to Scotland.

(Me and) You who wasn't used to Scottish customs yet, but got used to Johnny over explaining small things. (Yapper x Listeners).

After you two (adopted or birth doesn't matter) have kids, Johnny started yapping them about football while trying to feed them a bottle.

"You see that lass? He gotta tread carefully now luv". (Que screaming at the TV).

All hell is loose when Simon comes over to watch the England vs Scotland game.

You're helping with snacks, trying to add some level of normalcy. Johnny and Simon, both with two beers in, toddler in their rocker.

Johnny is the one mainly screaming at Simon, Simon just holds a glare and continues watching the TV.

At one point, Johnny is screaming at Simon repeativily "Aw home wit ye!" Seeing the Scottish side loose. The toddler starts joining their dad with the screaming.

"That's right lass! Tel thee!".

A/n sorry for the inaccuracies! I'm not from the area nor watch football. The only experience i have with sport games is watching my family yell and fight over college American football. (LSU and Alabama)

I just saw the new Mufasa trailer.

How FUCKED is it for Mufasa to be king and not Taka (scar), I can't wait to see it because how the fuck the adopted bitch gonna be king, it killed me to hear Taka say "oh I've always wanted a brother!"

Now imagine that in Twisted Wonderland.

Leona who is older than his brother, who grew up with his brother only for his brother to end up king because Chika was born. (Royal ruins whoever has kids, becomes king first or someshit).

I DOMT KNOW ALOT TO THINK ABOUT

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I kinda imagine Vil as a borderline Almond mom/wine mom personality.

Arrange but happy marriage with Leona, who acts like those dads in those 90s rom-coms, "Yes dear 🙄" or letting you have his black card, "use your own money? No let daddy pay for it".

Imagine this AU where Vil was a successful actor and model in his younger days, now pushing forty a successful fashion designer.

Leona "was" the heir to a successful family business that had been around for a few centuries, but was cut off after the paparazzi took some compromising photos of him in college, causing his family to quickly cut him off and publicly denounce him. Giving him a wake-up call, he quickly studied law, graduating early, getting his own law firm where he has spent five years conjuring a 500-page defamation lawsuit and a will contest.

He and Vil met at a social gathering.

Leona rest against the wall, staring at everyone in the room, watching.

He did notice a certain blonde eyeing him since he walked into the room, but who wasn't? This is the first time he has been to a social gathering since the press release.

Leona took another sip of his glass, "Leona Kingscholar correct?".

Leona eyed the blonde, "Yeah, you're the actor right?".

Vil rolled his eyes, "Yes, Vil. Vil Schoenheit".

Leona shooked Vil's hand, before going back and looking at the crowd. Vil joined him on the wall, sipping his glass.

"Vil Schoenheit you say? Hmmm you don't suppose your the same Schoenheit who pushed his competition off the runway stage?" Leona side eyed.

Vil remained quiet, taking a huge gulp of his rosè, "allegedly".

Leona chuckled, "allegedly".

Vil smiled at him, "I come with a proposal".

Leona raised his eyebrow, "I'm listening".

The next month the two had the most extravagant wedding, competeing against Ashlynn and one of the Charming brothers.

Small imagined conversations:

Vil: "stop scowling, you're gonna get crow's feat".

Leona: "Yes dear".

♡

Vil: *getting ready for bed with five different creams on his face and using a quarz roller* " I mean, did you see what she was wearing tonight? Everyone knows you don't put brown on brown, you put brown on creme and then make it lighter, ugh it's like her PR team didn't even care- this was a black tie event".

Leona: *wearing his reading glasses, already in bed, reading papers* "mhm".

Vil: "Ugh don't get me started with the wine the event had, absolutely dreadful. Be glad Jamil wasn't there, he would've made a scene immediately".

Leona: "You're right dear".

Vil: "I know I am".

♡

*the two publicy shopping after getting married*

Vil: *grimacing* "who is your wardrobe manager? This isnt the 1970s- plaid suits are... bleh. Come Brioni is over on the corner".

Leona: *rolling his eyes*.

Vil: *looking at the store's around them* "if we ever have kids, I will rather then be caught wearing Louxs Vuxtton than ever wearing a... Jucci item".

♡

*their adopted sons Ruggie and Epel*.

The two were rough housing all day, to the point where they broke Vil's secound favorite mirror.

Vil: *eyebrow twitching* "just wait until your father gets home!".

*later*

Leona: *rubbing his temple* "How I both give you $50 bucks each to pretend to walk out of this room crying and you promise not to break anything for the next three months".

Ruggie and Epel are somehow being raised by the same parent but have different personalities. Epel is still fighting on everything; meanwhile, Ruggie acts like the sibling who is doing everything right but is constantly sneaky. (Just like their normal personas in the game but like they were raised by Leona and Vil).

Currently, Ruggie and Epel are banned from 54 country clubs, each time they ask the staff to call "daddy" (Leona) to bail them out. They don't wanna be embarrassed by their Karen like mummy (Vil).

*last time they asked Vil to get them*

Vil: "I'm sorry? What did you assumed they did?"

Staff: "sir, they both stole food from other people's tables".

Vil: "how were they supposed to know that wasn't theirs?"

Staff: "they... were labeled?"

Vil: "Oh please, we don't need this! My husband is a lawyer!".

Idk something about Mom! Vil and Dad! Leona raising Epel and Ruggie as their bratty, spoiled rich kids itches my brain.

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(Loosely based on the fact Mufasa is adopted and Teka or Scar is technically heir to the throne)

A/N: it's been like two years since I've written for TWST, I just haven't been interested in the game that much but I still hold a special place in my heart. Just a small snippet

Leona remembers the sad stares the wet maids gave him when he was younger. The stares would get worse as he grew up.

Leona used to look up to his brother, that was before he heard the many whispers in the court.

"What will happen when he is older?".

"Do you think-".

"Oh shush you too!  It is forbidden!".

As the nosey child he was, he would practice his stealth skills by eavesdropping on the servants.

"Whatcha doing Leo-"

Leona ignored Falena, his eyes watching the servants from below.

"Hmm, Mama said it is rude to spy-".

"Hush! You'll give up our hiding spot!".

The two boys huddle close, watching from above as the servants work in the garden, idly speaking with each other.

"Why are we watching?"

"Not watching brother, learning".

"About?".

Leona got quiet, before pointing at one of them, "She is having an affair with the cook-"

Falena gasped,  "leo!".

Leona moved his hand, pointing at another, "He is from the queendom of roses, on the run from his family. He ran away here with his beloved".

Falena raised his eyebrow, "...how do you know all of this?".

"I like to listen to people talk". Leona looked at his older brother, "I also learned that people talk more when "You're sleeping".

Falena giggled, "Is that why you "sleep" in the garden?".

Leona held up his finger to his mouth, "Shh". Before giggling.

The two boys were very close, but as they aged they grew closer apart. Leona quickly learned that those hushed gossip that was juicy most of the time, if you listen to the right people, that gossip can be about you.

When Leona realizes he will never have his own throne, he is devastated at first he understands the reasoning but one night he walks past his parent's room, hearing familiar hushed whispers.

"It's becoming that time dea-"

"We are not discussing this-"

"My love- he deserves to know-"

"Silence!"

"... it's been brought to the church's attention... we must do-"

"Falena is our son. End of discussion".

"But he is not the firstborn-".

Leona's heart stopped.  He couldn't breathe, it's like the world stopped all movement.  He couldn't hear anything anymore, he didn't even register Falena's hand on his shoulder.

"Leo-"

"Don't".

Falena spun Leona around to face him.

Leona slapped Falena's hand off him, "Don't touch me-".

Falena gave Leona a look, "Leona what is going on".

Leona glared at Falena, "Did you know?".

"Did I know what-". Falena's face fell, "Oh... oh no no Leo- we-".

Leona felt his chest close, "you knew?". His sense of control shattered, he felt something in him, something heavy, like black ooze.

Falena grasped Leona's shoulders, "Hey, listen to me. We were going to tell you one day- we were".

Leona grasped Falena's wrist, "Don't. Touch. Me".

Slowly sand started to form from Leona's wrist, and a painful scream echoed the hall.

Leona snapped out of his daze, his father pulling him away from his- From Falena.

His mother screamed at him, ordering servants to grab clerics for Falena and then ordering Leona to be taken away.

The whole night was a daze, Leona remembers being locked away in his room for several days. Not even Kifaji visted him... Leona started to miss his boring lessons. Leona craved his father's love and after the attack, the only person who ever defended him... didn't even look at him anymore.

The whispers weren't so sad anymore, they sounded like they were terrified.

"Did you hear what he did?"

"Unquie magic like that? How is that a blessing?"

"Once considered the kingdom's blessing now the kingdom's curse".