I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT DEADTECTIVE. AHOULD WE CONTINUE THE STORYLINE??? - Dobby

I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT DEADTECTIVE. AHOULD WE CONTINUE THE STORYLINE??? - dobby

[HeadInHands] [ContemplatingLife] [RunningLaps] [HangingOffACliff]

I shouldn't have burned up the way I did remembering that thing existed truth be told he just slid on my pinterest feed like batman on a busy night 😭. Gosh the angst that ship manifested with its themes-

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I love your aesthetic sm!!!!! Also good on you for making the reader strictly gender neutral to be inclusive to everyone! Keep up the good work! 💖

Why thank you I've been having fun with it myself actually since I wanted to stick with my moon theme, I feel happy that keeping the reader vague doesn't pose as much as a problem to you guys. However in the case that I slip up in one of my works please feel free to tell me so that I may correct it right away.

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hmm, do you have any shenanigan stuff with adeuce and reader? Doesn't mattet the context just day-to-day stuff they get in trouble with due to their ✨foolery✨ - dobby

• Pass The Braincell •

Shenanigans = Stuff we did during face to face classes but I might be able to offer some 👀.

Daily antics with the adeuce duo:

You're in the same class as these two dorks, that in of itself is a spell for disaster. Then again you consider whether you got the best pick out the litter considering how the other students act.

Honestly, if there's one thing you can be sure of, it's that there would never be a dull moment with the two of them. This is both a good and bad thing depending on the hour yet the fact still remains that there will be some sort of mishap on its way to ambush your peaceful schedule.

Homework? Oh my Ace forgot to do his work- Deuce would've scolded him for it if he himself hadn't forgotten his own work back at the dorm, most likely his karma for doing his work during a time he was on the verge of sleeping. And thus their hope lands on you pulling out your worksheet for them to copy off of. Whether you agreed to or not.

"Geez cut us some slack alright? We're gonna change a few stuff anyways I mean- what dumbass copies word per word" "isn't that what copying means...?"

Suffice it to say they did make it up to you with a free lunch, Deuce definitely feels bad but it was better than no work at all right? A Stark contrast to your redheaded friend who seemed a bit too proud of making the cut.

The one time you three did get caught with your charity homework Crewel gave a stern lecture how changing the order of the sentence and capitalization isn't exactly the best way to paraphrase someone else's work, Deuce physically ran from his dorm and back to the staff's office to turn in his own work leaving Ace to fend off his own ass.

Cleaning time is just horrendously disastrous, the first thing you worry about here is not them cleaning thoroughly (that's the second) but whether they'll show up at all to lend a hand.

Ace like in the prolog has shown to slack off of duties but considering the threat of Riddle's wrath? A bit of tattletailing would at least get him to start picking up the broom. Deuce is at least helpful in not being difficult but putting you three in one team- honestly you'd mess up more than clean.

Throwing the gathered dust using the dustpan? Blame it on Ace, throwing and cracking the spray bottle in half because it wouldn't let any water out? Blame it on Deuce, spilling the bucket of soap water and flooding the room? They're pointing their fingers at you.

Sometimes Trey can only ever feel sorry for you bit his time as a chaos tamer lies within his generation with Riddle and the dorm itself so he can only send apologetic glances whenever he passes by you three and your dumbassery.

Skipping class? One says ai and the other says nay, so with you being the final point of your uncanny triumvirate it often depends on your mood whether you avoid those monotonous lectures (sorry professor Trein-)

Don't even get me started on your group chat, back then when it only consisted of you three (with Epel Jack and surprisingly Sebek later on) Ace has a tendency to make up 60% of the spam notifs in your GC, and it's all random magicam memes he reshares there tagging either you or Deuce (sometimes both) respectively if he deems a shitpost applicable to you guys.

"Ace don't you have alchemy-" "Shhh this idiot is juice face ok-"

Deuce the ever sweet but slightly knowledge sheltered dearie does chat, sometimes it's him using the GC as his own reminder inbox where he sends homework pages so that he doesn't forget. (With the amount of spamming Ace does, the GC is usually at the very top of Deuce's contacts) but there are rare times he does share some sort of terribly edited fact he found in the depths of some other socmed.

Most of the time they're just scam advertisements, and at one point you and Ace have had to sit him down for a stern talking that no Sarah69 isn't near him and she does not want to actually chat-

Deuce's chats = myth busting sessions

In the instance that he does open a virus he's at least diligent in helping repair the infected devices manually.

Hi this looks like fun!

I have a bad back and bad posture which usually leads to me having a bad time. So can I make a request of g/n reader who takes Lucifer, Levi, Satan, Asmo, and Belphie out for massages platonically. Asmo just likes getting pampered, but I imagine the other four have backs that pop after sitting in one position for too long.

Thanks!

• Massage Mishaps •

I feel like, I personally need a massage myself ToT, this took longer than I anticipated soley because I keep thinking about the demon brothers' backs- guilty as charged I know but shh-

When you take them out for a massage:

He's the man, the myth, the legend- and you audibly heard something crack the moment he stood up to refill his Ink vial.

Thus leading you two to stand within the first spa you managed to rope him at, tread cautiously because if you look away you may find him briskly walking back to do his paperwork so let me say this now, keep a close eye on him.

Luci doesn't like being touched from behind most likely, especially since he has faint scars from a time he's long left behind- the thought of someone kneading their hands into that part of him doesn't please him so he'd explicitly state to keep it only to his shoulders.

Other than that, he seems quite relaxed once he's on the designated bed for it. Once the two of you are settled He'd begin making small talk about the affairs in the Devildom ranging from your current progress to your opinion to his brothers' mishaps.

Whoever was assigned to do him, must be in for one hell of a session because this man's back feels so stiff you'd have to wonder if he had metal for muscles. You wouldn't be surprised if that was the case considering how much the staff was struggling in relaxing him without touching his mid back.

"They ought to practice more of they're expecting me to come back again."

He received a pitiful scolding from you, they were doing their best and besides- you two were here to relax not outright critique the establishment. They even went as far as to close the whole spa in consideration for the avatar of pride! Even if it wasn't part of the agreement-

At the end of it all you two have managed to at least release the unneeded stiffness (literally and figuratively). He may not say it out loud but he did appreciate the fact that you took him out through your own consideration, even if only a part of him was released of its tensed state. Next time should be better, he'll make sure of it.

You're worth a standing ovation if you do manage to convince him to come out- Leviathan has every excuse flung in your direction ranging from game time to socializing to the thought of other people touching his bare back,

This was different from the tropes he'd gush about in his beloved series. You could've taken him to a hot spring or a pool (since you're so eager to get him out) but a massage? At a spa?? Just what exactly do you plan on- besides relaxing.

It took a bit of time before you all managed to get him laying down on the allotted spot, even then he was reluctant on being touched but you managed to distract his focus by asking the establishment if they could play animes osts as background music (you had to explain how music so upbeat and intense relaxes the otaku-)

Your small talk with him consists of random spurs of Otaku rambles along with call outs that may or may not have the staff sweat dropping, Levi's whines come out from either your answers to his far fetched theories or the sudden jolt of detensed muscle being pulled.

I have a hunch that Levi's muscles are already soft and flexible in the first place due to his admiral duties and being good at swimming (?), it's just him having horrendous posture whenever he games in his room for days on end, once the demon in charge got him to lie straight then they're gucci-

"You can't keep saying do it for Ruri-chan and expect it to work- aHH-"

It worked anyways, along with a promise to drop by a game store to check out one he's been dying to try out but pre order said no to him online. Levi does however feel less icky than usual now that he was kneaded back into his actual state.

The massage also helped him realize just how much you two truly work (sure he may be a shut in most of the time but he still does Practical stuff in there to balance it all.) Maybe this trope isn't as bad as he initially assessed it to be who knows.

Now don't get him wrong, it's not that he doesn't want to- it's precisely because he doesn't want to who am I kidding-/LHJ but when you mentioned how you took lucifer once and it went decently well, Satan is already pulling you to the nearest spa.

He is on the neutral spectrum, on one hand he's fully aware and intrigued with the benefits of massaging but on the other hand the aspect of taking time away from his precious reading feels iffy for him.

Until you suggested that he brings his phone so that he can listen to a podcast or audio book, he gets to relax while also catch up on the mountain of books he needs to tackle! Win win.

I feel like he'd also give random trivia about the body should the person dealing with him touches a specific part, he's also interested in the difference between human and demon biology so would that difference also affect how you take in the massage? Surely human realm techniques differ from this spa's craft of therapeutic wonders.

Unlike the previous two Satan is quicker to appreciate the activity, it was beneficial for his own body that and he was able to spend time with you where both are able to accommodate their own needs! He'd never admit it but he's slowly running out of books to lend you everytime you drop by for a reading time-

"We should also try doing it ourselves sometimes"

He's the type to try things for the hell of it, pressure points muscle behavior everything in between- He'd read up on them and try some techniques on you when you're both free, He'd make sure to not bring more harm to your back tho!

Overall the avatar of wrath finds the activity nice, maybe he doesn't initiate it but he wouldn't decline a next time should you want one. His own body could use it after how much he slumps on his chair with a good book.

This is his domain I think that's one thing we can all agree on- between you two, he's the one who's taking you to a good spa he knows. This was only a segment of his planned day for the two of you but massage is definitely the priority.

He's probably on a first name basis with the staff there- they probably already have a spot ready for the two of you complete with complimentary music, scents and tea to discuss-

He'd keep his talk lighthearted! The ambience is relaxing and you can bet your grimm that the staff also join in your chatter- occasionally he does becomes indecisive with what ointment he wants to be used as prep or should he also have a face mask on, considering the time you two have there.

Decisions decisions and Asmo is juggling with them while you simply enjoy the feeling of your body finally being released of it's wince worthy tension.

I can also see him teasing the staff with promiscuous comments here and there (worry not they're used to it and adhere to a strict professional code regardless.) It's just Asmo being Asmo, along the way he does go quiet to relish the feeling in blissful silence littered with satisfied sighs here and there.

"This is the life darling~! Being relaxed as our bodies should be~"

You two would stand up feeling like a new person, he does give them a big tip and would briskly tug you to the rest of your hangout day- a boutique and the likes. And now that your bodies feel good as new now is the time to try out now fits (at least that's what he says.)

You can bet that there are more to come, Asmo may not be the very best at saying it (due to being sandwiched between his other comments) but the time he spends with you knowing that you two are at ease gives him a sense of joy different from what his sin entails.

He's unironically on board, to be fair he's probably tried it once...or twice a few decades ago- we have Beel to thank for that! (Athelete's code shalala) belphie doesn't mind going, what he does mind is getting there in the first place-

The avatar of sloth isn't the avatar of sloth for nothing, I think the fastest way to get him to the nearest spa is to have Beel come along and carry him- in the instance that he's unavailable then you'd have to be very persistent to get him up and at least get there before he can sleep.

Gloriously arriving late and a half awake belphie in tow the staff managed to catch him before he can faint on the marble floor of the establishment.

A massage session with him was, peacefully quiet as expected, but there were a few times where he'd murmur something under his breathe. And you'd think he has crusty joints due to sleeping 90% of the time but surprisingly the staff didn't have much trouble working with him.

I'd say he's the third most flexible brother after Asmo and Levi. Belphie isn't one to complain either unless the hand digging goes deeper than usual, this isn't much of a problem since he does manage to go back to sleep right away. The scented candles aren't helping in keeping him awake either.

"This...isn't so bad..."

The struggle of getting him to the spa was nothing compared to the struggle of getting him to stand up after the session. If you hadn't brought Beel in the first place then you're definitely dialing him now. Belphie's hold on the designated bed is almost impressive but the staff need to manage other clients to-

Belphie probably likes it the most at face value, the massage was definitely in called for due to how much he lies around all day and his body needed the rearrangement in tension. Once you guys are home he can only murmur out a quick thank you, he did like the time spent today.

I'm honored by the tag > <, honestly when it comes to writing I'm biased towards my accidental angst fic for Obey Me [ The Snapping ] (this baby is more than a year old now my gosh-), it's a sentimental reason since it sort of sparked my writing spree. Up until that point I've been purposely avoiding writing due to my unnaturally low confidence TwT. Yet when it comes to TWST specifically I'd say it's (don't come for me) the [ Jamil Fic ], solely because I'm a sadistic sucker for playing with morals within writing.

BUT when it comes to art I think my favorite would have to be this [ Squid Game Guard Floyd.] fanart. It was the first time I began trying out render techniques (?) That and I just like the glowy feeling n.n

Tagging my moots who see this! I'd like to see your personal masterpieces :D

Y’know what Twst Fandom.

Contact every artist/fanfic writer by sending an ask or a reply to this chain and ask them what their favorite piece (doesn’t have to be of twst either) they’ve made is their favorite work is. 

Tagging: @rrasado @wolken-himmel @raven-at-the-writing-desk @twstedstoryshop @jessamine-rose @luvielle @zackcrazyvalentine @anevilbunnyinthehat

Your requests have opened and i'm a starving animal-

Can the great god tier writer bless me with a meal of Pee Paw Zhongli and eye patch bastard Kaeya, I'm fine with anything you choose for the request! Angst, comfort, hcs, anything

If i cry i cry 🤙

• Barista's Choice (I)•

This is like, the writer's equivalent of "make your favorite drink" and unfortunately for you I drink my coffee without milk-/lh. You know what maybe I'll add a dash of sugar here just a small pinch :D

⚠️ Mentions of Alcohol ⚠️

When you stop coming for drinks:

The elusive gentleman of Liyue opened a teashop out of his own accord, Zhongli finds great comfort in brewing the many beverages he learned over the course of his lifetime, and at one point you also shared his enthusiasm for the sorts of tea he served.

Your first meeting was memorable in a way, it's been a few weeks since he's opened his quaint shop and the flow of customers were not too much nor too light in workload. That was when you came by.

An adventurer stopping by in the capital of commerce? Nothing out of the ordinary, judging by your attire Zhongli concluded that you hailed from somewhere else, save for the tasseled Keychain you have hooked on your bag likely a souvenir from the harbor.

He found amusement in your joy, the way you happily drank up the cup of tea gushing about the flavor it left on your tongue. It was just the right amount of warmth to! The type that even forges the greatest of blades over molten fire.

This first meeting only became special the more you frequented his shop, most of the time you had a tea flavor in mind but there were some days where you allow him to concuct something to surprise you, a chef's recommendation in a way.

And even then you came to love this forgotten flavor he gladly serves, often times when you'd ask what was the name he'd simply raise a gloved finger over his parted lips to signify their covered history, there was a certain narrative behind the brews you so eagerly down and to Zhongli serving them is enough recognition for the stories they herald.

But one day you didn't come by your usual time, the next day was the same and so one until days became weeks, and weeks became months. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't worried, you may not be personally close but he did indeed fester fondness over your presence.

"I'll be here regardless, until they do come by for a drink once more.."

It was a fleeting moment within his vast history, one he got lost in to the point that he shamefully forgot that things come and go differently. In a way that maybe you just cease to exist in his day to day routine.

Whatever happened to you? Did you perhaps went on with your journey? Migrated to another place? Forgive him for his curiosity for its the only thing he can do in his position. He isn't unratoonal enough to actively search for you, he's learned through experience that chasing something that was not within your reach is like complaining what fate serves. And he of all people should know what happens when you question fate.

When the weeks became a year, on the same date you first came by, he left a fresh cup of tea on the counter where he subconsciously hopes you'd come back. The same brew of tea he made for the person that reminded him of humanity's ability to appreciate the smaller things in life.

It's a miracle Diluc even let him be the man behind the bar but here he was. The second adopted son himself shaking drinks for alcohol enthusiasts of every kind ranging from bards to mondstat natives to passing travelers. One of which included you in particular.

It was a bustling hour at the tavern, it was simply by coincidence that you two locked gazes amidst the incoming drunkards. Most would've been turned off by the semi unruly ambience but the liveliness only made you feel more at ease, appreciating Mondstat's freedom in every way you could.

As most tourist would, you asked for a glass of dandelion wine since its the city's staple drink of choice. Kaeya gladly entertains your request even putting on a bit of a show for your amusement, someone as charming as yourself don't come by everyday at the tavern noh?

A throw and shake here a pour and swish there, your liquor was served accompanied by his usual grin, waiting for your reaction to Mondstat's wine. He could faintly remember when he first had a sip of the beverage and he hoped it was the same positive light like yours.

Sure enough you did indeed like the sweet aftertaste it left, it wasn't too sweet but it was the type you chase after once you've feasted on a Savory meal. Your expression of approval earned a satisfied chuckle from the bartender, leaning on the countertop to ask of your story and why you decided to drop by this city (besides for the wine of course.)

Everytime he passes by your figure in the streets he always offers a drink back at the tavern, he may not know where you were staying for time being but he does enjoy your talks after the sun settles leaving the night winds to gently pass by you two whenever he'd escort you to the vicinity for his shift. He's learned to distract himself from the sporadic lifestyle of the city of freedom with your grounded tales over a drink.

He always respected your privacy, but on the day you stopped showing up he started asking around whether anyone saw you recently. The first few people didn't have a beneficial answer but once he asked the personnel at the gate he didn't know why he felt disappointed when they told him that you left that morning.

"Did they now...hah, they could've at least gotten a drink for the road."

Kaeya sets aside one glass in the tavern, one specific glass he never uses when serving anyone else. That glass was a quaint reminder of the person he found amusement in, someone who he wouldn't mind seeing again should the gods allow it.

He's not one to dwell, not after everything that already left him in the past. But whenever he looks to your former seat he can still remember the first expression you made towards the dandelion wine he served to you. As time passes he began to subconsciously associate the wine with fond memories, back to times where a drink was shared among the people he held close.

Wherever you were now, he hoped that you could still have the leisure of having a good drink, hoping that he at least helped in influencing what a good drink was to you. It was just like the wine he's swaying in his hand, a relishing flavor leaving its aftertaste for the drinker to revel in.