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Heartslabyul x Yuu hits different. With every other dorm, I think Yuu’s connection to them is debatable as the main story usually only focuses on the conflict between the boys with Yuu being a vehicle to drive the main plot forward and let us watch it happen.

But, with Heartslabyul, even though the same thing could be argued here, because of Yuu’s connection to Ace and Deuce - who are the main focuses of the first chapter along with Riddle - it makes their connection to Heartslabyul as a whole more compelling.

It’s implied through Ace and Deuce’s voice lines(really the voice lines of pretty much all five of them) that Yuu regularly gets invited to their frequent Unbirthday parties. This plus the fact that Heartslabyul was the first dorm they ever had a proper encounter with just makes me think that Yuu is almost like an honorary Heartslabyul member.

Hell, one of Riddle’s dorm uniform voice lines is him instructing Yuu to respond to him with “Yes, Housewarden,” you can’t tell me he doesn’t unconsciously see Yuu as one of them.

TWST Incorrect quotes#564 LETS GET READY TO RUMBLE-

Reporter: What's your type Mr.Draconia?

Mal: My beautiful soon to be Wife/Husband Yuu~

Reporter*Turning to the other royal in NRC*

Reporter: What about you sir?

Leona: Malleus's Wife/Husband

Don’t Imagine with Jade Leech…

Warning: None! As far as I’m aware. Some weird mushroom? It does “bleed” but not much detail

author’s note: this is my first ficpost!! planning on a floyd ver for suresies >:) (god no one is gonna see this this is so self indulgent)

1.3k words, fluff, pre-relationship

DON’T Imagine…that for once you didn’t have to worry about overblots or whatever latest shenanigans your friends had gotten up to. Everyone was in their own little bubbles, even Grim who had pounced on the chance to attend a Heartslabyul tea party. For once, there was only peace and you couldn’t be more relieved. You decide to take a leisurely stroll through the halls of NRC. Why not? You could stand to learn more about the place that you call home now. (You wonder if it will be that way indefinitely.)

Don’t think about peering into the science classroom while being sucked into the vortex that was your own thoughts and finding Jade shouldering on hiking gear. The equipment was bulky yet swung across his back effortlessly as he took stock of his stuff. You spot a lantern peeking from the side of his overcoat and a compass on a backpack strap. You blink and realize this must be the “Mountain Lovers” Club that Jade himself had told you about in passing. You recall that conversation with a weird fondness. Jade Leech was most certainly a man to be wary of—that was a fact without question. But, in the moment you showed interest in his little club: you saw his eyes shine with a wholesome joy. That is not a passion a person could fake, you were sure of it.

“Prefect? Can I help you?”

Oh, certainly do not think about how you were caught staring. Jade’s eyebrow crooks upward with the beginnings of a crooked smirk creeping up his face. You clear your throat and ask where he was going. Try not to think about how you feel like you walked in on something intimate. Don’t, because your face is warm. You don’t miss the way his face brightens ever so slightly under the usual mask of cunning.

“Ah. I am heading to the mountains. It is a little ways from the school gate, and yet I have yet to scale it. I wish to correct that today.” You hum in response. It wasn’t like you had much else to do today, and Jade wasn’t bad company—to you at least. It was hard to tell with him; like any day now could be the day the other shoe drops. You know that. And yet, you ask to join him.

“You…Want to?” He says, the shock written all over his face. It shifts back just as quickly as it came into the Jade’s usual polite expression. “Fuhuhu…I would not want to turn you away after you asked so nicely after all. “

In a few hours, you and Jade were well on your way up the mountain. The journey was mostly quiet as the two of you walk side by side absorbing the peacefulness into your very bones. Sunlight streams through leaves above you and warm your skin, the chittering of woodland birds becomes the soundtrack, and the crunching of sticks accent your footfalls. Interspersed among beats of comfortable silence was Jade’s stops to examine mushroom specimens for his terrariums.

He halts you with a hand on your wrist for one of these stops(don’t think about how it stops your heart singlehandedly) and crouches to a mushroom though it looks to you much more like an open pomegranate. “A ‘Bleeding Tooth’,” Jade says with a hushed awe in his voice, “It secretes a thick red liquid—hence the name. Despite that, it is completely nonpoisonous. What a most fascinating specimen.” The name was indeed scary sounding. You crouch down next to Jade for a better look, and you can’t help but agree with wonder.

There is a pause. As you look at this most strange looking growth, Jade peers at you. “Creepy. Is it not?” He says nonchalantly. You blink up at him. He looks back with a glint in his eye that you feel as familiar. You just can’t quite recall from where. But it makes you feel wrong inside. “Mushrooms are a particularly extraordinary part of land ecosystems,” He continues, “They do not hunt or hide. But they will be the ones to dispose of all life eventually and make it anew. And if something, or someone, were to stop them…well there’s been enough proof of its power.”

Ah. You remember now. His yellow eye draws you in like an angler fish draws in prey. You cannot help but liken this scene to when you first met Jade in the Coral Sea—when he was swimming circles around you and merely toying with his food.

“It is a little scary, is it not?” Jade Leech says again. You stare. And Jade stares back. Something in the back of your mind supplies the nature of Jade’s unique magic to you. It does nothing to stifle the tension in the air that threatens to suffocate you. You wonder, if there was any part of Jade that wanted to make you bleed like the mushroom he so admired.

“Not really.” You reply as you turn back to the fungi. Jade makes a tilt of his head. “Really, now?” You nod. “I mean, that’s how they survive, right? They grow in bright colors and weird shapes to make sure they can live. It’s not like we can fault them for that,” You point to the oozing mass in front of you both, “Isn’t that what every living thing wants? And it’s pretty important that they decompose stuff, since it recycles nutrients. If anything, doesn’t it make them pretty essential?”

You look over at Jade again: “They don’t tend to hurt the living unless somebody decides to mess with it. And some don’t have any effects at all. It’d be weird to lump them all together like that.”

Jade stares. And you stare back. Something imperceivable happens within his mind and you find yourself wishing you could peer inside. He smiles. “I knew bringing you along would be most fruitful.” And he stoops down to take the Bleeding Tooth with him.

You’ve been walking for a few hours at this point. The two of you chat more freely now after that little pitstop. You find yourself slowing as you hike higher and higher up the mountain: apparently you severely misjudged the fitness and experience required for such a journey. Your hiking partner’s mirth in his eyes cannot be overstated and you shoot him a look. He plays it off masterfully with a faux offended look that you would even say such a thing. You nudge his side. He laughs. Despite his ribbing, he lends you his hand to pass the rougher terrain. Do not think about how your fingers lace perfectly against each other. Do not think about how when you make it across the felled tree in the way; Jade takes a few seconds longer than necessary to pull away.

At last, the you two make it to the top and the view was worth your pain and more. It was gorgeous: the sun casting hues of orange, yellow, and pink as it sets across the vastness of the mountain below you. Every tree and bush looked like strokes of a paintbrush on the ethereal work of art. You turn excitedly to Jade at your side to point out the way the clouds frame the scene—and are met with his expression examining your own. You dared not put a name to it, but it made your heart race in a way you didn’t know it could. Do not even think about classifying Jade’s expression as “fond” or god forbid “admiring.”

Because then, it would mean your heart would be as good as his.

I can already semi-imagine the fem version being like a kimono insprired type with a few more gold details and ribbons??

More female Yuu shenanigans propaganda.

You know how in chapter six, Rook gives Yuu a temporary Pomefiore uniform to wear? Imagine Rook, who’s known about Yuu being a girl for a long time somehow cause he’s enigmatic like that, specifically gives her a unique female variant of the Pomefiore uniform.

While Yuu and Epel are admiring the uniform, Rook would talk about how he worked on the design by himself. He’d go waxing poetic about how he went through rough draft after rough draft , balancing the elements of the ensemble, until finally settling on a design. But, it’s not official as Rook wants Vil’s input and approval before claiming it’s the final design.

He never mentions how he got Yuu’s exact measurements though.

When the trio finally catches up with the overblot students, Vil - who hadn’t known about Yuu’s secret but was already growing fond of her - just full on blue screens upon seeing her in the female version of the Pomefiore uniform.

When Vil finally regains his bearings, he starts making comments about Rook’s design, praising certain aspects while giving constructive criticism to others. Rook takes it all in stride, agreeing with Vil on most everything and making suggestions on how they could improve it.

All the while, Vil is internally squealing about how cute Yuu looks in the uniform. He can’t help but take a lot of pride in how good she looks in Pomefiore’s elegant purples.

Meanwhile, the other overblot students - who already knew about Yuu’s secret for a while now - are frustrated that they didn’t think to come up with a female variant of their dorm’s uniform first! They’re the ones who interrupt Vil and Rook’s brainstorming session by mentioning how they’re kind of in the middle of a situation and don’t have time to talk about this sort of thing.

After Idia’s overblot and return to NRC, when everything is said and done and things are calming down, the overblot students(who are all either Housewardens or Vice Housewardens) IMMEDIATELY get to designing a female version of their dorm uniform for Yuu to wear.

It’s basically a competition between them.

An Octopus First Impression II

part I

His first proper introduction and your "first" impression

>GN!ReaderxAzul

A/N: This is starting off right where it was finished so please check out part I first to get better context ^3^ And yes, this one is much longer

[disclaimer] A certain someone can't take a damn genuine compliment 🙄 (okay but understandable)

[characters] Azul & a little of a jesting Jade

In all honesty, you knew who Azul was. Who didn't know the dorm leaders when they are the most prominent leading representational figures in each dorm? You've met some of them personally, getting to talk and spend time with them on not so irregular occasions. Sure you see them more than often compared to the others, but it differs and varies. It's usually expected for students to at least show some respect for the dorm leaders, I mean they are dorm leaders for a reason. Yet there really are some arrogant nobodies from time to time and it's only then the wrath of the dorm leader's power and authority gets put into action, reminding everyone just who they are messing with.

Azul was no exception. In your mind, he is a dorm leader, automatically making him more powerful than the average students here and has qualities fitting for this role.

There you sat with the poised man, sitting aside from you on your left as he sat with his back perfectly straight. His posture made you a bit self conscious so you fixed yourself up properly once you realized that your posture wasn't the best against the wooden back of the chair. Just by the way he was sitting and talking, the way he gestured and pointed, everything about him seemed to just radiate professionalism. The way he would explain terms or the events leading up to the main wars, what magic played into what part and so on.

How kind of Azul

Your thoughts are only interrupted for a moment when you think to yourself how kind Azul is, his willingness to help you with your studies. Once that thought is processed in your brain, it then goes back to listening and following along with Azul.

You nod along with his explanations, following where his pointer finger would end up on the pages and his little personal opinions of why things are the way they are.

"Hey Azul? How about we take a break? I feel like I kinda need it" A hand props up on your cheek as your posture goes back into a relaxed curve and your elbow propped on the table and you let out a little sigh. He continues to keep up with his prim sense of etiquette, pushing up the frames of his glasses.

"Why of course. I'm sure going over the material for about almost an hour straight must be daunting and draining for someone such as yourself. Though we'll get back into the lesson once 20 minutes has passed." He flashes a smile your way, a stark contrast to your more drained self.

Perhaps it was because this is the first time you and Azul have ever interacted with one another, but one of your first thoughts is rather if you'd prefer his tutoring or Riddles. As you consider it some more you think as of right now you'd rather stick with Azul because you're pretty sure Riddle is a bit fed up with you right now and you don't want to feel the pricks of the thorns from the rose.

"Hey Azul? Thanks so much for taking the time to help me out. I appreciate it" Clasping your hands as you stretch yourself out, he lets out an affirmation that it was no trouble at all.

There are a diverse set of students here at Night Raven College. To brute strength guys to the most pretty silver tongue guys out there. If it weren't for your careful judgment in knowing when and where to proceed you probably wouldn't have made it this far with your companion Grim by now. Pomifiore is known for its elegance, the dorm based on the tenacity of the Fairest Queen. The students residing there you'll see are full of fair skinned and perfect silky haired individuals, looking as if they are from the richest medieval fairytale books you'd read in dark romance.

You've never got the chance to properly look at Azul, the whole session's main focus being the studying part. So when you come to take in his features, you can't help but to take a moment and stare in awe at how handsome and dashing he was in an unobtrusive manner.

He's so pretty

The way his lips looked plush and prettily pink, is that his natural color? His eyes looked calculative and thinking, yet looking so enchanting. The mole diagonal under his lips, giving it a nice accent. Sure you've seen some fairly good looking people who don't belong in Pomifiore, but his fair clean and glistening skin and his perfect features could fool anyone into believing he was a part of that dorm if he were to wear the uniform. Vil will always be the fairest of them all, but something about Azul enraptured one's heart just as well. The tentacles pull at the heartstrings as it lays there beating in the grotto. His look almost humbling despite his beckoning alluringness, as if it could draw me into the depth of deep waters like a siren calling in passerby sailors.

"Prefect, may I ask why you were watching me during flight class?"

"What?" In real time, despite all these thoughts running in your head you could say that it lasted for only about a minute - which is long enough for him to be aware that you were clearly staring even if you were trying to be discreet about it.

You feel your cheeks turning a warm red, embarrassed by such a blunder. "Oh well, I mean I can't take flying classes so you know, whenever flight class is in session I'm usually in the back doing exercises. And during one of our joint sessions way back I saw a glimpse of you then"

"I see, what a terrible time to see me truly"

"haha, what do you mean? It was pretty f- ahem. I mean, I think despite not being the all time best at wielding the broom, your skills prove enough to pass the class"

"Don't think that I didn't catch what you were going to say '' A little scowl forms on his face and I cant help but to laugh a little instead of feeling intimidated.

"Sorry sorry. But at least you guys can ride the brooms, it looks fun." Your voice sounds a little left behind as you recall the memory. "Being magicless isn't all that great when everyone is in the air and you're the only one on the ground doing sit-ups"

A shiver runs up your spine just thinking back to Vargas impeccable-muscle brained shouts.

"As the kind hearted person I am I can say that I can sympathize with your situation prefect, i'm sure being magicless in an a magic-filled school has it's risks." Azul twists his upper body to face me, sharing indulgence in our conversation. "And as the benevolent man I am, my doors are always open thus you need any sort of assistance, I'd gladly like to help in any way possible"

He places those gloved hands of his on his chest to give off a welcoming presence, a charming smile to top it off.

How generous he is

"Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are Azul?"

Now it was Azul's turn to stumble. "What? Are you trying to ma-"

"Look I didn't mean to get you off guard like that, but I think you should just know that. Take my compliment as a thank you for your generosity."

Azul can only give you a suspicious look, as if you had some hidden intent or meaning to those words. His piercing gaze shooting you like a triton. It was a rather sudden change in topic, he cant help but assume something was up.

"You don't have to believe me, I'm just saying you're pretty jeez. Take a compliment will you? It's not everyday you get one"

Clearing his throat he straightened his posture which he didn't even realize faltered.

"Why then, thank you for the compliment, Prefect." Just barely a light hue of peachy pink can be seen on his ears, and you were right. It's not every day he gets compliments. Weird, why wouldn't he? He's so pretty.

Because this is an all boys school full of cocky bastards who can't compliment others genuinely for shit y/n. Of course, an inner sigh comes out.

"Why are you suddenly so awkward now?" A mirthful laughter springing passed my lips.

"I'm not being awkward in the slightest, perhaps you should be better at reading others before deducting a conclusion"

"Someone sounds defensive" You divert your eyes to look up to tone it as indirectness, leaning against the creaking wooden chair. 

“And someone thinks they are being rather cheeky”

“Haha, no way! It was just a simple compliment. Did you want me to start teasing you instead and genuinely not mean it?”

“If you think someone such as yourself could tease me then you’d be terribly mistaken. I’d say you’re acting rather comfortable with me if you can so easily say such a thing.” Tilting his head up as an artful smirk paints his face, perhaps to better describe it better; a machiavellian one as his lips pursue to open to speak. “Comfortable enough to even shamelessly stare at me. But I am pleased to know my physical appearance is to your liking, Prefect.”

“I think it's normal to stare at pretty things though.” A lighthearted chuckle fills the air around me and I share a similar smirk to his, only this one was painted as amusement and playfulness. “Were you thinking you had something on your face instead? That would be a little entertaining to see you freak over that, if I were to say.” 

He doesn't reciprocate the playfulness however and just shoots back a more stern face. “I see you are feeling rejuvenated enough to want to fool around now, I think that’s enough break time for you.” Readjusting his position he turns to flip the textbook page over and you can’t help but laugh a little.

He’s kinda funny

He’s smart

Almost endearing even

With a slight pout and a feigned whine you scoot up your chair to prop yourself better against the material laid table and lean in to ready yourself to listen and follow along with Azul. With your eye going back to their attentiveness on the book, darting back and forth to write and scribble in your notes, next to you a small smile creeps on Azuls lips. His cheeks slightly a little red; it’s shade comparable to one of a watered down crimson sunset sitting on the edge of the sea. 

Pretty is what they think of me

You can say this study session went well as you both now exit the library, feeling not only drained but confident and pleased to have more self confidence in yourself now. It was not only productive, but you get the impression that your personalities interact with one another well. 

Azul sees you off, insisting he were to personally escort you back to your dorm but you firmly decline. You deemed that it was already enough that he used up at least 4 hours of his time to use it to tutor you.

“I was born with legs, but not a brain big enough as yours to comprehend all of that material in one go or two. Have a pleasant evening Azul, I greatly appreciate your help,” hugging your textbook and notebook stuffed with writings and notes. You wave him goodbye as you walk off.

They have a better image of me now, good

Azul walks back likewise, in a better mood and his mind more at ease. Not only can he use that study session to pull out some favors from you but he was able to wash away that pathetic self of himself on the broom from your head. Killing two birds with one stone, how easy it was. 

‘Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are Azul?’ your words echo like a ripple in his head. On the walk back he can only smile to himself remembering your words of what can be assumed of honesty from the heart and not some simple lip service to butter him up. 

They are rather interesting. We got along better than I expected

Being able to make the Prefect indebted to him is a big score today, the reason why he’s in such a good mood - is what he’s telling himself. But the overly pleased and delighted air around him tells Jade that there is more to it when Azul begins to share the success of today, arriving back at the chic and sea-themed office.

“You seem to have enjoyed your time with the Prefect, Azul. Perhaps if you continue to accompany them they may drown you out with compliments and poke holes in your heart.” 

Purposely saying that in a way which could be taken in two ways, selectively picking and choosing his words, Jade can only teasingly comment.

“I assure you it was all in my own self interest and benefit Jade. I don't let such words to affect me in such ways,” Azul combats his jesting with a serious look in his eyes. Jade can only chuckle a little, going along with Azul’s words to assure him that he meant no harm and it's back to work after spending so much time neglecting them. 

“Of course. It would take some time to poke holes in three hearts instead of one after all”

There you were, lazing on your striped cushioned couch back at the shabby dorm which you can respectively say is your dwelling and your little companions, alongside the ghost who you’ve managed to coexist with dwelling there before you. Your notes are put away and neatly tucked in. Residing in the corner of your history notes, a little ‘he’s kinda cute’ is scribbled on a random page.

Not like he'll ever know though, right?

Hi, I absolutely love your work! You write the twst boys so pathetic I love it (your ideas are really creative too!!) and I was wondering if you could do something similar to the Riddle and Vil love triangle, but with Jamil,MC, and Azul? (I thought about book 4 when requesting this)

If you aren't taking requests right now, you can just ignore this! Thank you and good day!

Oh my stars hi!! I always see you liking my stuff! Thanks for the kind words!

Warnings: previous cannibalism, previous waterboarding attempt(?), unhinged, very much not proof read :p

You Have Gained Two Personal Chefs and Both are In Love With You

*This will be the ultimate cook off.

*Gordon Ramsay vs. Gordon Ramsay.

*You have been receiving lunch from Jamil and dinner from Azul.

*Breakfast is a whole different beast. Well feast is a better word.

*When Azul 'shared' the fork with you he went to Scarabia for the sole purpose of letting Jamil know (you forced Azul to eat octopus).

*Jamil almost burst a vein at that.

*Then later on Jamil told Azul that you caressed his back (you pushed his face into a sink).

*Azul cried himself to sleep that night.

-

*Azul break things in the monstro lounge and then call you over to fix them.

Crash!

The coffee machine shattered on the floor after Azul raised it over his head and threw it down.

Azul giddily goes over to his phone and calls you, twirling his hair between his fingers.

"Prefect, I am so sorry to bother you but it appears there's an issue with the coffee machine."

Jade gives him the biggest side eye at this.

You show up and see the slight issue Azul mentioned. You turn to him and he just smiles innocently.

"What the fork, Azul-"

Sends you off with more food so you don't complain.

-

*Jamil purposefully leaves food out so there will be bug infestations.

*This way the terror in his voice is genuine when he calls you over to get rid of them!

"Prefect- Prefect I need you to come over- now! Please, please! AAAHH-!"

Jamil drops his phone in his attempt to escape the roaches.

The second you arrive Jamil jumps into your arms.

"Save me."

You throw him off of you and grab a chancla to kill the roaches.

"Don't leave food out next time." You throw the chancla (with a dead roach at the bottom) at Jamil and he squeaks.

"You heard nothing." He clears his throat, "I made your favorite lunch for tomorrow."

"..."

"...Thanks, Jamil."

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You have been eating and you've been eating good. Gourmet food for you and Grimm every single day.

It came with a price of course. Doing your job as a janitor/repair man. But you suppose it was alright. Though there has been a considerable increase in how often NRC's housewardens call you over.

You go to the kitchen to prepare yourself some left overs.

It felt like a sin to put this food in a microwave but you don't exactly have fire magic to use the stove so go figure.

As you wait for the food to finish heating, you hear a knock on the door. Multiple knocks actually. You go and open it.

Two bags are held out to you.

"Prefect-!" Jamil and Azul spoke in unison and glare at each other when they realize it.

"There is rice and-" Jamil starts.

Azul pushes the bag he's holding closer to you, smiling politely, "I made food at the monstro lounge and decided to bring it over. I worked very hard on it and I'm sure you'll enjoy food made by the best cook at Night Raven College-"

"-second best cook." Jamil pushes his bag even closer. "I hope you enjoy what I made for you, Prefect."

"Haha, I'm not sure second best is an accurate description. I don't see people paying you money to serve them meals..." Azul's smile strains as he stares at Jamil, daring him to clap back.

Jamil smiles back

"Unfortunately I do not have the means to open up a restaurant. And you didn't either until you blackmailed the headmaster you back stabbing squid-"

"Octopus. You're a two faced snake yourself, I bet the Prefect must loath you for all the trouble you put them through." Azul giggled and his mouth behind his hand, "Or did you forget that I was the prince charming in that situation and saved the lovely prefect?"

Damn. The drama's getting good.

Jamil raised a brow.

"As far as I remember you tried to kill them not even a few weeks prior so... I don't see your point." He put a hand on his hip and gave Azul a once over.

Yeah... He did do that...

Beep! Beep!

Oh! You're food!

You go get your food except when you come back the circumstances have certainly 'escalated.'

"The prefect did not share a fork with you, you fraudulent squid!" Jamil began throwing magic spells at Azul.

Azul blocks them and throws of few of his own. Catching some nearby trees on fire.

"The prefect would have never caressed your back you conniving serpent!"

You munch on your recently microwaved food. Then you noticed they left both of the food bags on the door.

You grab the food and close the door behind you.

...

You don't have time for whatever's going on between them...

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Your Speckled Face

Summary: Just two bros, two home slices, two peas in a pod I swear....

Notes: Reader will be referred to as Yuu and uses he/him in this!

Ace was pretty.

Pretty stupid, pretty irritating, pretty in the sense that his skin was smooth and rough and told everything and nothing about him. How, when the pads of his fingers pressed down upon Ace's skin the boy would rear back on his heels, scoff, and shove him.

Ace was pretty.

Pretty warm and pretty lively, like the nightlight Yuu had treasured as a child—to chase away the shadows of his room and the monsters that curled under his bed and awaited the moment his feet would kick out the covers and finally drag him under.

Pretty. Pretty in the way Yuu wished boys couldn't—shouldn't be. Fingers clenching when his friends would tease and prick at him— made him feel awkward in the skin his skin, made the tightness in his chest so unbearable he'd found himself balled up in the corner of the shower an overwhelming sense of something akin to dread—the fear your life was slipping from your fingers, that you were slowly losing pieces of you to an unknown force.

That the world felt like it was ending and beginning and you'd be the only one there to witness such a beautiful and horrific thing.

Ace was pretty in a way that jerked tears, that made Yuu want to weep—keel over and cry because this overwhelming feeling had reached a fever pitch, and that the butterflies in his chest had been flies slowly eating at him.

Ace was pretty because all these bitter and sweet emotions. The taste of passion strong enough that it coated Yuu's mouth and dashed all the things he'd wanted to say. An ache so great it sent him into frenzy trying to placate that burning under his heart—so close to being painful, so close to feeling good.

Finger pads drag against skin, Ace snickers—and its nothing short of irritating how easy it is for the cherry eyed boy to send his heart into a frenzy.

"I should get a marker and connect all those dots in your face."

"Go to hell,"

"'S not my fault you have connect the dots for skin." Ace huffs, pulling away taking a piece of Yuu with him. Red eyes search the coffee table, a dusty old thing that is surprisingly still holding its weight and then some with all these books spread across it—some they'd struggled to carry.

"Oh no—" Yuu leans away when he realizes that Ace had found what he was looking for—a marker, red like the color of Ace's eyes. "You are not marking my face."

"C'monn." The boy uncaps the marker, a smirk playing on his lips. "I won't do anything weird."

"I've seen what you wrote on Jack's face when he fell asleep first, fuck no."

"Okay—" Ace attempts to inch closer, assuming Yuu's eyes are on the tip of the marker rather than him. "And he got me back."

"He gave you a week long black eye..."

Cherry eyes roll. "Exactly, he got me back."

"You're not putting weird messages on my face, Ace."

"Who said I was gonna do that?" The floorboards creak at the sound of Ace rocking on his knees. "What if I just wanted to connect the dots on your face?"

"Im gonna connect my fist with your face if I look in the mirror—" Yuu nearly chokes on his spit—and words—when Ace nearly crawls onto him. Body slotting into his in a way that made Yuu want to shove him away and call this study session off.

He doesn't think his heart can take anymore.

Jolting at the cold nib of the marker, brown eyes flit to the side in an effort to ignore just how close Ace is or the warmth of his hand heating the skin of his face and chin as he tilts Yuu's head in a way to get a better look.

Yuu feels as though he's ready to burst at the seems and leave nothing behind. The sheer intensity of his gaze has teeth gritting and nails digging crescents into palms.

He can't do it.

He can't look at Ace, it's too much.

The drag of marker, the light puffs of breath being pushed through gritted teeth, the warmth of Ace that heats his chest and the pressure of his arm as his wrist commands each movement.

It's too much.

Yuu wants to burst into tears. Wants this mounting passion and gnawing ache to go away that it feels near desperate how his eyes flit to every bit of the living room and focuses on each minute detail.

"Ace..." He calls, though it feels more strained than anything. Yuu doesn't know what he's even asking for but it settles on his tongue all the same and that's enough for him

"Mn?"

"You..." The boy rasps out. "You're... heavy."

The huff of breath that Ace takes dances against prickling skin and Yuu thanks every higher being that he isn't standing, for his knees would buckle under the absolute weight of the situation.

"I'm almost done." A swipe of wetness, near sticky, drags against Yuu's bottom lip and it takes a moment for him to realize it wasn't a dream.

Ace had dragged the marker nib against his lips.

And like that, the boy pulls away allowing the warmth and closeness that caused his body to tense up to dissipate into the cool air of Ramshackle.

Ears pick up on the sound of the marker cap settling and slowly but surely, Yuu lifts up to peer at Ace in near awe.

"What? Stop being dramatic we have to study for this test or Crewel is gonna kill us."

"I..." Yuu clears his throat. Willing the giddiness of knowing his feelings might be reciprocated down into the deepest parts of him. "Yeah..."

Taglist: @noir-drabbles @edgymoonstone @twst-drabbles

Guardian Wolf

Summary: Jack is bedridden so Grim and Yuu visit him with a present.

Notes: Reader reffered to as Yuu and Yuu uses they/them pronouns in this.

Happy Belated Birthday Jack!!

Jack, Yuu thinks, is an awkward kid. Like a baby bull trying to walk on hooves meant for the great pastures and hills beyond but finding itself in a China shop, where every mistaken move could end with porcelain scattering across the floor and an uproar that leads to more shards scattering.

Gentle like an elephant yet still fearsome in his own right. He walks with an assuredness that strikes envy into Yuu's heart, the type of envy born out of wanting to improve themselves, wanting to be better than the mopey mess they've been reduced to.

And yet, when Yuu squints all the more closer, they see someone who is awkward. Not in the sense that he fumbles over his words or his stride suddenly breaks in the face of those he deems better than him but rather... in the sense that Jack guards himself more than Yuu ever realized.

That Jack, despite being one of the tallest teenagers they've seen, at the end of the day he's still a teenager—susceptible to the highs and lows of a transitional period that feels like a nightmare to some and a paradise to others. Where people flourish or remain stunted.

Yuu guessed it was no wonder why Jack liked raising cacti so much—for they weathered and conquered in one the toughest biomes, for they remained steadfast even when the sweltering heat seemed nigh impossible to survive through.

For they displayed tenacity that Savanaclaw valued as a trait amongst all members.

But, you can't be tenacious all the time.

"It's just the common cold," Jack grumbles from under the covers as Yuu steps into his Dorm room, noting the various get well cards and flowers and presents. A smile curls onto Yuu's lips as they ease over, Grim prancing towards a particularly nice bouquet.

"See, Henchman, worried for nothing!" The cat monster then procures a can of tuna, making room on the already overcrowded desk that makes Yuu cringe and reach over. Fortunately for the two of them, the tuna fits snug against the gifts.

Though Yuu still waits at attention. They squint at Grim, unamused. "Weren't you the one begging for me to hurry up?"

"Of course, I don't want anyone showing me up."

"You... two were worried about me?" It's quiet, a question meant only for Jack's ears and Jack's ears alone but Yuu picks up on the contemplative look on his face, the frown of confusion and furrowed brow.

"Duh," Yuu settles at the foot of Jack's bed, fiddling with the handmade gift. It was a simple—doubly so compared to all the gifts that lined the side of his room— it'd been a wolf teddy, small and beady eyed, clearly handmade judging by the unsteady patterns of different fabrics being Frankensteined together and stuffing procured from old pillows.

It was rushed. Embarrassing in the grand scheme of things and Yuu wondered if they could sneak away before Grim said a word about it.

"All these gifts and well wishes are because everyone's worried about you." Then comes the lump in Yuu's throat. They'd never considered that if they fell sick who would care and who wouldn't, hadn't thought about how much they'd yearn for their family in the delirium of a fever.

They wondered, in that moment, they wondered if... Anyone would ever care if they got sick—for all they do for others, in a school like this where only extraordinary thrive would they slip through the cracks?

"Yuu," Jack leans up. "Are... Thank you."

Yuu smiles despite themself, despite the mounting fears that seem to tip the scales of rational and irrational. They know that it's probably not as serious as they're making it out to be but... Yuu can't help but wonder.

"You're welcome."

"Funaa!" Grim hops onto the bed, batting at Jack. "What about me! I came here to!"

Jack tenses before chuckling. "Thank you, Grim."

"Yeah, yeah." The cat monster moves on to his lap. "Yuu made you a gift and I helped, so be grateful!"

"You did?" Something akin to fear, ice cold and electrifying, spears through Yuu's heart as nervous hands fiddle with the gift. They hadn't expected Grim to mention it so soon, but knowing him and his tendency for praise—especially if he contributed the bare minimum—they shouldn't have been so surprised.

"I... um—yeah." It's an awkward bend, clammy—near shaky hands removing the gift from their lap and offering it to Jack who is practically glowing, the tell tale thump of his tail a dead give away.

They just hope he likes it.

The wrapping crinkled under the weight of Jack's hands, claws already bursting through. He peels it slowly and Yuu looks away. Near ashamed at the idea of a present.

They'd wanted to recreate the feeling of home. How, whenever they were sick their mother would slip through with soup and their favorite wolf teddy before ushering off to bed with a kiss on the forehead and a promise that they'd get better soon.

They wanted to recreate all the things they knew they wouldn't have now that they were stuck in Twisted Wonderland with effectively no way to return home.

Yuu wanted to give the same comfort they ached for on cold nights, where their bones felt hollow but their chest was full of something that felt so close watching their memories die.

"I love it."

"Huh?" Yuu perks, widened eyes flitting to Jack's mesmerized face—as if they'd dropped a star into his hands.

"Of course you do, we made it!" Grim exclaims, though one look at his wagging tail tells them all they need to know. Eager for praise even at the smallest expense.

"Thank you."

"I..." Yuu struggles to make sense of it, how Jack could find such a juvenile teddy nice enough that his whole face is glowing. "No problem."

Settling the teddy near his pillow, Jack falls back under the covers. And they take it as a sign to leave, Grim hopping from the bed and Yuu peeling themselves from their spot on the bed.

"Yuu," Jack calls from.the bed just as they flick off the lights. The undertone of pleading not lost on them, they peer back into the darkness of the room, the light of Savanaclaws hallway pouring in.

"Yeah?"

"C...could you stay with me?"

"Really?" Grim cheers, hopping from his perch on their shoulder. "It'll be like a sleep over we have! Yuu come 'ere!"

"Yea—yeah, of course. Yuu snickers as they settle on Jack's right. They'd remembered doing the same, calling out for their mother to watch them while they slept, remembered getting forehead kisses and an extra tucking into the bed.

"You..."

"Hm?"

"...You can lay down."

Jolting at the invitation, they squint into the dark before a smile curls onto their face. Because for all the times Jack is designated the role of protector, he's just as awkward as the rest of them.

Bending down, Yuu presses a kiss to Jack's forehead—hot from the fever. They can feel the boy tense under them before relaxing, the furrow of his brow melting away.

The kiss lingers on their lips as Yuu curls into Jack's side, a strange wash of contentment settling under their skin as the watch him settle into bed.

Because, for all Jack's bluster, Yuu's sure he misses home just as they do, even under the pile of gifts.

"Goodnight, Yuu."

"Goodnight, Jack."

Taglist: @noir-drabbles @edgymoonstone @hiraya-manwari @twst-drabbles

TWST Incorrect quotes#358 Lioness

Leona: Kids are Assholes Like My daughter is an asshole-*Sees his pack laugh*She is, We argue me and my daughter argue...She can't even talk-

Rug*Snickers getting the popcorn ready*

Savanclaw*Gets Comfy wanting to hear their DormLeader Rant about his home life*

Leona: She knows a couple of words right? She put a couple sentences together but it's like every time I tell her SOMETHING, she always gets something to say back-NO MATTER WHAT I SAY SHE ALWAYS GOTTA GIVE ME SOMETHING BACK and it makes me MAD-

Leona: We got into an argument over juice the other day...she came into the room she was like-

Nala(4)*Pitter patters to her napping daddy*Daddy juice!

Leona*Yawns and looks at his lioness*No...You had enough juice, Go get some water

And she looked at she was...

Nala(4): DU meGama Tch-Nana wah wah ya ya JUICE*Mimicking Leona annoyingly with a Sassy look*

And i looked at her-

Leona:...WHO THE SEVENS YOU THINK YOUR TALKING TO-SIT YOUR LIL ASS DOWN AND GET THE GODDAMN-

The Whole dorm laughs even JACK is laughing at the faces Leona is making about his daughter going up against their dorm leader

Leona: I was so mad..., I was mas because I knew she knew what she was trying to say, She just didn't know how to say it like in her mind...she was like "You black midget b*tch, Get the juice punk ass daddy!"

Leona's out here being the house husband with a sassy lioness cub-

I've never wanted to fight someone so badly until I finished book 1 😤

TWST Incorrect quotes#355 Call 911-

Riddle tells the Yuu's a ‘fun’ story about his childhood

Riddle: I feel like you're judging me...

Yuuya*stressed and hugging grim*...

Yuuken: I am not judging you…

Yuuka: I am HEAVILY judging your mother

Yuu*Is already calling child services and the police*She make Crowley look like fuckin' parent of the year-

TWST Incorrect quotes#413 Goldfish Crackers

Fareha*Is happy about Leona's relationship with You*So you all plan to buy a house this Ramshackle? well, I suppose that would be a fine first place to raise the children~

Grim*splutters*

Leona*chokes*

Both Grim and Leona are chocking as you look in awe at the question

Leona: It’s a bit early to be thinking about that, isn’t it?*Looking at Fareha with a slightly red face...from anger or embarrassment?*

Grim: Yeah! I just started eating*is drinking from his sippy cup makes and Gagging noise*

Yuu: Grim!

Leona*Eyes narrows his eyes at him*What’s that supposed to mean?

Yuu: Grim, It’s great, OK?

Grim: well For his type, yes...*Grumbles eating a piece of his food, glaring at Leona*

Leona: My type?

Grim: THE TYPE TO STEAL SOMEONE CUDDLE BUDDY AND SNACK SNATCHER!

Leona: YOU'RE STILL GOING ON ABOUT THE ME EATING YOUR GOLDFISH CRACKERS ON ACCIDENT!?

Grim: WHY DID YOU EAT THEM IF YOU DONT LIKE THEM!?

Fareha:...Oh, didn't realize I was already an uncle...

TWST Incorrect quotes#411 I LOVE YOU!

In Briar Valley-Vanrouge Cottage

Yuu*Leaving for the Farmers Market, kissing each of your boy's cheeks*

Sebek(5)*Waving as you leave while holding Silver's hand*I love you so much!

Yuu*Snickers and waves back still*I love you!~

Sebek(5):Hav a gud day!

Yuu: Have a great day!~

Sebek(5):Byeee!*Smiles wider still not wanting to end the conversation*

Yuu: Bye!~

Sebek(5):I LOVE YOUUU!

Yuu: I LOVE YOU TOOO!

Lilia*Smilling looking back and forth as you two have your love scream off*Hehe~

Sebek(5): I LOOOOVE YOUUUU!?

Yuu: I LOOOOVE YOU TOOO!

Sebek(5): I LOOOOVE YOUUUU!?AAAAAAAHHHH!?

Yuu:OMG!-Hahah~*Blows him kisses*

TWST Incorrect quotes#550 Hot as FUCK

You see Vil promote Epel's town and farm in his account when he heard how little is known about it

Yuu, smiling: You’re just adorable when you’re nice, you know that?

Vil: Well, what am I when I’m not being nice, my pretty one?

Yuu: Hot as fuck

Vil:...

-Next Class-

Yuu*With Lovesick grin and giggles face COVERED in lipstick marks*Hehe~

Vil*Sitting next to them and reapplying his new coat with a smile*

Requests

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Requests are open for Twisted Wonderland Smut

At the moment I’ll only be writing for Twisted Wonderland as I’m only getting back into writing.

I will do all characters from NRC except the staff and Ortho for obvious reasons. I’ll probably change my mind eventually except for Ortho and probs won’t be doing the Birdman.

Notes and rules:

-Every Reader will be the Mc

-I don’t write for oc’s as I try to make it so the reader can imagine themself as the Mc or as their Mc

-I only write Female she/her (Vagina) or Male He/Him (Penis) I don't write gender neutral as that's hard to write without accidentally putting in something femine or masculine and whatnot.

- I don't write trans readers as I don't want to offend and get something wrong and whatnot.

-I will never write a Mummy or Daddy kink, so please don't ask.

-I don't do piss play (I think that's what it's called)

-I don’t do yandere (It's overrated) I will write possessive characters but not the reader

-I do not write bratty readers as that’s cringe and also overrated.

-I do not do gender bent.

You may ask for anything that isn’t on the list and I will choose whether or not I shall write it.

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He’s so Babygirl 😍😍😘😘

Twisted wonderland Incorrect quotes #13

MC: *talking to the first years*My future partner must be smart,strong, brave, organized

Idia: *On the floor crying cause Ortho forced him to go outside and he hates it*

MC: That one, i want that one 

Twisted wonderland Incorrect quotes #13

MC: *talking to the first years*My future partner must be smart,strong, brave, organized

Idia: *On the floor crying cause Ortho forced him to go outside and he hates it*

MC: That one, i want that one 

This so cute! I’m literally crying 🥹💞

Your art is so cute ;_; I'm curious, what do you think PinocchiYuu would look like? Thats Yuu but their nose grows when they lie.

Honestly I think PinocchioYuu would be a child and instead of the cricket guiding Yuu to do good it would be grim instead, which you can imagine would end up in chaos 💀 Also the dynamic between PinocchioYuu and Ortho would be very interesting and adorable

Edit: the perfect name would be Pinocchiyuu! Totally not stealing this idea from anybody•3• ( @kahunap ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱᵈᵉᵃ)

I’m so normal about idia 😌

TWST Incorrect quotes#684 HELLOOOO NURSE

In the NRC Infirmary

Jamil: I have to say, I’m a little embarrassed for you... Idia: This is a sports-related injury! That makes me cool! Jamil: Tripping over a basketball on your way to the bathroom is not cool!

Both Jamil and Idia HARD-stare at each other, Till they both sighed and gave the subject a rest

Idia*Crossing his arms*Come to think of it Jamil, why we came to the infirmary, I-Im fine-

Yuu*Wearing a nurse uniform, is helping the staff today for extra money and sees Idia and Jamil*What seems to be the problem?

Jamil:...

Idia:....

Idia*Moaning in pain in the hospital bed with pink hair*MY HEART PURPLE!?-MY LEG INSIDE OUT!?-

Malleus: Child of man, I want to name our future child Aurora.

Yuu: When did you pick out our kid's name?

Malleus: Remember that day you moved into the Ramshackle building?

Yuu: Yeah?

Malleus: A non-creepy amount of time after that.

*This takes place some time after Vil's overblot. Mexican!Yuu after somehow getting roped into the other first years' bullshit*

Yuu: Oyes eres un pendejo.

Ace: A what?

Yuu: Un pendejo.

Ace: *turns to Grim* Grim, you're un pendejo.

Grim: Un what?

Ace: *turns back to Yuu* Un what?

Yuu: Pendejo.

Ace: *turns back to Grim* Un pendejo.

Grim: *turns to Deuce* Deuce, you're un pendejo.

Deuce: Un what?

Grim: *turns back to Ace* Un what?

Ace: *turns back to Yuu* Un what?

Yuu: *kinda reaching their limit* Un pendejo.

Ace: *turns to Grim* Un pendejo.

Grim: *turns to Deuce* Un pendejo.

Deuce: *turns to Jack* Jack, you're un pendejo.

Jack: *slightly appalled* Un what?

Deuce: *turns back to Grim* Un what?

Grim: *turns back to Ace* Un what?

Ace:: *turns back to Yuu* Un what?

Yuu: *getting frustrated and talking with their hands* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Ace: *turns to Grim copying Yuu* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Grim: *turns to Jack copying Ace* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Deuce: *turns to Jack Copying Grim* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Jack: *angrily turns to Epel* EPEL, YOU'RE UN PENDEJO!

Epel: *very much offened* UN WHAT?!

Jack: *turns back to Deuce* Un what?

Deuce: *turns back to Grim* Un what?

Grim: *turns back to Ace* Un what?

Ace: *turns back to yuu with a nod waiting for them to respond*

Yuu: *has reached their limit and ennuciating each syllable* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Ace: *turns to Grim copying yuu* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Grim: *turns to Deuce copying Ace* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Deuce: *turns to Jack copying Grim* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Jack: *turns to Epel copying Deuce* ¡UN PENDEJO!

Epel: *turns to Yuu* YUU, YOU'RE UN PENDEJO!

Yuu: *very much done with this long game of Telephone and waves him off* ¡PUES CHINGA SU MADRE!

I had to rewrite this cause when I first posted this tumblr got rid of pretty much more than half of the dialogue leaving only yhe names. I wanted to cry.