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⋆ 𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓸𝔀𝓵: 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓜𝓮 𝓢𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 ⋆

Jack's turn! ♡

⋆ Love doesn't need big gestures or extravagant things. Love can be simple. Love can be subtle. Love can come naturally, spoken through actions rather than words. A love that makes you feel safe, as if their love alone could protect you from any challenge or obstacle. You had never known how deep someone could love you until you got with Jack, how committed someone could be to you and only you. He was always there for you, ready to support you however he could. You were a team, each of you coming together to make a perfect whole.

⋆ He would text you every morning before he went on his morning run, wishing you well and doing his best to motivate you for the day ahead. During his run he would make it a point to see you, whether it be stopping by your work (if you work early) or stopping by your house. If you're working he won't stay long, giving you a drink and some breakfast he picked up for you before leaving. If you're at home he'll still bring you breakfast, leaving it on your kitchen counter with a note if you're still asleep. The note would be brief, yet written with care, a tiny heart drawn where he signed his name. Sometimes he would even go to your room, unable to resist the urge to give you a quick kiss on your forehead before leaving.

⋆ He is observant, especially when it comes to you. Though he won't say anything, he can tell when your mood shifts, doing his best to be subtle as he comforts you. If you're out somewhere he'll pull you in closer towards him, a protective arm wrapped around your waist. If you're at home, he'll hold you close, wrapping his arms around you in a strong embrace. With your head cradled against his chest, he'll hold you for as long as you need him to, wanting you to know you're safe and loved. No matter what he'll ask you if you're ok, but he never pushes for an answer, knowing you'll tell him when you feel ready. He would even leave one of his jackets or shirts for you, in case you needed comfort when he wasn't there. He would say he left it by mistake, or that you looked cold, never attempting to get it back from you.

⋆ He makes mental notes whenever you're out together, remembering things you seemed to like or mentioned. A certain place you were interested in going to? That's where he takes you for your next date. An item you saw in the window as you passed by a shop, looking at it longingly for a moment? You find it a few weeks later on your counter with a note, right after you had a bad day. A coworker making you uncomfortable? He makes it a point to stop by your work more often, keeping his eyes on them (intimidating them into leaving you alone). Your happiness and safety is important to him, and wanting to protect you comes naturally to him. He knows you can take care of yourself, but he can't help it. He feels better knowing you're safe, like whenever he walks you home, especially if it's late at night. It brings him comfort, knowing he can be there for you just in case anything were to happen.

⋆ Though Jack can seem pretty serious, you always have fun whenever you're with him, smiles and laughter more common than others may think. One thing he seemed to enjoy was whenever you would "challenge" him to a race, when you're heading somewhere for a date or on your way home. He was a competitive person at heart, taking a quick lead as you follow behind him. He would slow down to stay close to you, wanting to keep pace with you without making it seem obvious. Sometimes he would even stop near the goal, letting you win. It was clear how much he loved it, a bright smile on his face.

⋆ You were walking through the park, wanting to have a picnic due to the nice weather. There was a hill that had shade and a great view that you wanted to have it at, noticing it was unoccupied in the distance. You looked to Jack beside you, carrying the supplies and basket in one hand as he held your hand with the other. You couldn't resist challenging him to a race, watching a small smile come to his face as he agreed. You each got in position, doing a count down before you both took off. Like usual, Jack took an early lead, easily breezing by you. You laughed as you did your best to catch up, Jack slowing down until you were running right beside each other. You attempt to surpass him, playfully trying to push yourself in front of him. He laughs as he runs ahead, turning back to you with a grin as he's almost at the hill.

⋆ He stops near the top, right where you considered the finish line to be. You're surprised as he sets everything down, close to passing him and winning the race. As soon as you get near him he grabs you, causing you to laugh as he lifts you, your feet no longer touching the ground. He walks you both to the top, holding you close as he lets himself fall into the grass, causing you to fall with him. You're both smiling, grass in your hair as you look towards each other. You move one of your hands to cup his cheek, gazing into his eyes as you tell him, "You make me so happy, Jack"

⋆ His eyes widen slightly, his ears standing up in surprise as his face heats up. He breaks eye contact with you, turning his face slightly in an attempt to hide his reaction. He places his hand on top of yours, the one that's holding his cheek. While he doesn't say anything, you can tell how happy your words made him, his tail wagging in delight. After a moment he mumbles out,

"I'm glad. You make me happy, too" his tail wagging faster as a soft smile comes to his face ♡

For my mutual Kris (@skriblee-ksk) ♡ I hope you enjoyed! ♡

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾! ♡

there is another global strike today for gaza. please participate in every way you can and spread the word.

Plant bek for earth day :3

⋆ 𝓣𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓮: 𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓡𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓼 ⋆

Surprise! Ruthie and Trey backstory time! ♡

Enjoy this look into Ruthie's past, and her relationship with Trey! ♡

*Please note that Ruthie and Trey's relationship is platonic!*

You guys have no idea how much I love Trey and Ruthie's relationship ♡ I was so excited to write this lol ♡

⋆ He knew of Ruthie through her father first, a man by the name of Luke Marraine. He was a single father, his wife leaving him shortly after Ruthie was born. He owned a candy store in town, a chocolatier by trade. It wouldn't be until he was eight that he would learn about him, overhearing his parents one day. Apparently he met someone, leaving to start a new life with them in the Shaftlands. A new life that didn't involve Ruthie, choosing to abandon his daughter for the fresh start he wanted. His parents had been furious when they heard he left her behind, as she was only the same age as Trey. Who leaves an eight year old alone in the Queendom of Roses, with no place to come home to?

⋆ They were relieved when they learned that Mr. Glenn, the old man that owns Bippity Boppity Bakery, and his partner, Dr. Dimitri, had taken her in, knowing she was in good hands. Trey would see her on occasion, mainly in passing as they would enter or leave their respective homes, the two bakeries sitting across from each other. Whenever they would make eye contact, Ruthie would wave at him shyly, Trey waving back. It always made a small smile come to her face, this pattern continuing as the years went by. It wouldn't be until their last year of middle school that they would talk to each other for the first time, Trey approaching her outside Bippity Boppity Bakery one day.

⋆ She stood outside the bakery handing out samples for some new pastries they had, her short hair in their signature pigtails. She was wearing a long sleeved dress with a turtleneck like collar, the bottom of the dress sitting below her knees. Over top her dress was a white frilly apron, with pockets for holding utensils. A small smile came to her face when she noticed Trey, shyly greeting him as he stood in front of her.

"You're...Ruthie, right? I figured it was about time I introduced myself. My name is Trey, my family owns Clover Bakery across the street."

He points towards the bakery before turning back to her, a smile on his face. She looks at him for a moment before looking down at the samples in her hand, her smile growing wider at his introduction. She fiddles with the tray she's holding, shyly looking up at him.

"Yes, I'm Ruthie. It's so nice to meet you, Tray!"

Suddenly her eyes light up in delight, moving closer towards him in her excitement.

"Wait...Tray? Like a baking tray? Oh, that's so clever! You truly are from a family of bakers!"

⋆ He laughs awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. He feels bad having to ruin her enthusiasm.

"Actually, it's Trey...with an e."

At his words she paused, becoming flustered due to her mistake. She wants to cover her face with her hands but is unable to, her hands full at the moment.

"Ah! I'm so sorry! How silly of me to assume..."

He reassures her it's alright, changing the subject by asking about the samples she was holding. She described each one as Trey tried them, discussing recipes and baking techniques. The conversation ended when Trey's mom called for him, telling him that dinner was ready. He hadn't even realized how long they spent talking to each other, having enjoyed her company that much. Ruthie waved him goodbye as he left, heading back into her own home shortly afterwards.

⋆ They would strike up conversations whenever they would see each other, Trey growing curious as to where she would always disappear to. When he asked, she told him she was visiting a friend, explaining that she couldn't leave her house due to personal issues. It made him think of Riddle, and how him and Che'nya would go see him when they were younger, encouraging him to sneak out and play.

⋆ Time went by, and soon they were graduating middle school, already preparing for when they would start at their new schools. Since Trey would be leaving the Queendom of Roses, he wanted to spend as much time with his friends as possible, including Ruthie. She seemed to be happier than usual the past few weeks, putting more attention into her appearance. He was sweeping outside Clover Bakery when he saw her across the street, leaving Bippity Boppity Bakery. She was wearing a nice dress, with her hair down and her make up done. He couldn't help but think she looked pretty, calling and waving to her. She waved back, a smile on her face as she walked over to him.

"You look nice. Going somewhere?"

Her face grows warm at his compliment, nodding eagerly. She shyly explains she's meeting up with someone, turning to look down the street. The smile on her face grew, her eyes locked on what she saw. Trey turned, curious to know what she was staring at. Near the end of the street was a young man around their age, holding a bouquet of roses. He looked like a prince you'd see in a fairy tale, wearing regal looking clothes to match. He was smiling as he stared back at Ruthie, his eyes shining with adoration. Trey couldn't help but feel happy for her.

⋆ "Well, don't keep him waiting now. Wouldn't want to miss your date."

Ruthie's face turned pink at his teasing, startling her out of the trance she was in. She thanks him before rushing over to meet with her date, Trey watching as he takes her hand and kisses her knuckles before handing her the bouquet of roses. He smiles as they go, Ruthie looking the happiest he's ever seen her. He couldn't wait to hear all about it the next time they saw each other.

⋆ The next time they see each other is sooner than he expected, helping his parents close the bakery for the night. As he's wiping down tables he notices movement coming from outside, looking out the window to see Ruthie running by. He was shocked to see how upset she was, tearing streaming down her face. He rushed outside, trying to call out to her but it was too late, watching as the door to Bippity Boppity Bakery slammed shut.

⋆ Days passed before he saw her again, greeting her like he normally would. He was surprised when she didn't respond, only smiling and waving at him before walking away. He decided to approach her again later that day, wanting to bring up something he's been thinking about for a while.

"Hey, Ruthie! I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me and my friends tomorrow. You already know Che'nya, but you haven't met Riddle yet. I think you'd like him, even if he seems a bit strict."

She hesitates for a moment, clearly conflicted. Her smile was sad for a moment before she beamed at him, clapping her hands together.

"Actually Trey, why doesn't my classmate join you guys instead? I think you two would really get along!"

"Huh?"

"She has a big sweet tooth, so I know she'd love your baking! And her older brother is going to school to become a dentist! Isn't that neat?"

"That's great and all, but-"

"Here, I can give you her number if you want! Or if you prefer, I can give you her Magicam account instead!"

As she continued trying to set him up with her classmate, he couldn't help but wonder what had changed, thinking back to when he saw her crying a few nights ago.

What happened that night, Ruthie? ♡

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾! ♡

Kiyuu Introduction!

Summary:

[A lingering ghost who lost her identity and possessed a random boy in the world of Twisted Wonderland. She doesn’t know she’s a ghost and only recognizes herself as an amnesiac. Now appointed as the prefect of Ramshackle along with another girl named Ryoko, she spends her days trying her best to decipher her preferences and balance the act of regaining her past with shaping her new identity.]

[Extremely durable, kind of a pushover, and strangely naive for a (supposedly) 16-year old, she is desperate to try and return home, wherever it may be, in hopes of recalling memories that aren’t even hers in the first place.]

General Info!

Name: Kiyuu

Nicknames: Ki, Ghost Jellyfishy, Mademoiselle Spectre.

Birthday: (Spins roulette) Uhh, January 20th!

Pronouns: She/her(/any. Demi-girl, but no particular attachment to pronouns)

Sexuality: Aromantic Panalterous!!

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous (handwriting disasterous either way)

Hobbies: Film photography (espc: architecture), memokeeping, spending time with Grim.

Likes: Cream puffs, pretty people, decorating her memo tack board, learning new things, and her purple bow.

Dislikes: Forgetting things, studying, getting yelled at, and people who are too good at acting.

Fears: Ghosts, heights, and being locked in.

Traits: Always wearing that big-ass bow‼️ Unnaturally cold, extremely tolerant to pain, and awkward in actions (as if she's doing everything for the first time [wow I wonder why])

Extra Information: Bad at cooking (or baking. or anything of that sort), works part-time at Mostro Lounge (as a dishwasher/janitor), loves organizing information and keeps a tackboard; a photo album; AND a notepad, a yapper 💯, she gets a cut on the right side of her face after Book 2 (from falling out of a tree) and has to keep it of the entirety of Book 3 and 4 because she heals slowly)

More art of her below!!

Kiyuu’s arrival in twst!! She only gained consciousness with a purple ribbon tied around her neck and a smudged student ID in one of her pant pockets. Ryoko (@kathxrat-01 ’s yuu) and her bonded quickly as the only outsiders, is what i’m thinking aha.

Template by @/gloriium

and stuff i took from picrews and twitter!!

@natsukishinomiyaswife aha, hi;; I was scrolling thru your blog again and got cathie brainrot from like the date ideas, so like, um, here???? IDK RUTHIE’S JUST VERY CUTE AND FUN TO DRAW, AS A PAIR W CATER OR OTHERWISE!!!! LOOKING FOWARD TO SEEING MORE OF THEM N STUFF!!!!!! SORRY ABT THE MESSINESS I JUST HAD TO GET IT OUT OF MY SYSTEM!!! Someday i will draw her properly, today is just not the day

but anyways my point is Cater’s down bad.

Hope you like it!!!