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#aceofhrts: independent roleplay blog for twisted wonderland’s ace trappola ❥. highly selective. canon-divergent. low activity. mutuals only. ❥. written by nika (she/her) ❥. read rules & pinned post before following.

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#🥚 ; ( pinned post. )#🥚 ; ( do not reblog. )

squeaks at him

#frestoniia #🖤 ; ( crack. )#cw: blood #(i am kidding he wouldn't squish him like that)#(or maybe he would)#(whether it's a violent or nice squeeze is up for interpretation)

@astrobomb asked: alys vc:

ace vc:

#astrobomb #❥ ; ❛ he is her circus and she is the ringleader ❜ ( ace & alys. // astrobomb )#(hey lulu)

valtsv

Why are you problematic

just for fun

#🖤 ; ( musings. )

update.

tomorrow (8/25) i will be starting my semester so my activity will be even lower than it has been. i know my blog already says i am “low activity” but I might be even slower with replies. though i will try my best to get some done whenever I get the chance!

#🥚 ; ( out of character. )#(keeping it short bc it's not that big of a deal)#(but i thought i'd mention this bc i owe a lot of stuff still)#(which i am slowly making a dent in it!)#(hopefully i can squeeze in some more replies soon)#tbd

@ramshacklexprefect said: ∗ 79﹕ sender creeps up behind receiver to scare them . || meme

Fingers tapped gently against the smooth wooden surface of his desk. The sound was soft, barely audible in his dorm room. Luckily, Deuce wasn't present at the time. Thus, he was free to be as loud or as quiet as he pleased without worrying about disturbing the other. To him it didn't matter what sounds he or those outside would make, as the pair of headphones on his head would tune out any noise. He intended to focus on his studies this time, as he was threatened warned by Riddle to do so. Ace didn't even want to think about what the housewarden would do to him if he was to fail his upcoming exams. The mere thought would make him quickly come back to the boring reading in front of him.

As he pondered over one of the review questions, he simultaneously played with a pencil in his hand. He twirled it around in between his fingers, skimming over the words. At one point he dropped the pencil, and so he dove under his desk to look for it. Little did he know that he had a visitor, which had every intention of scaring him apparently. As he was about to stand up, he happened to catch a glimpse of someone behind him. Startled, he let out a yelp and a loud thud followed after as he had hit his head against the study desk. Rubbing his head some, the redhead took off his headphones and looked up at Yuu. "What was that for, dude?!"

#ramshacklexprefect #🖤 ; ( in character. )#(look at this guy complete fool)

@kamipoina said: ∗ 13﹕ sender takes a [ picture / video ] of receiver . (cater!) || meme

Taking pictures wasn't his strongest attribute. Most of the time he kept to taking simple photographs with his phone. They weren't anything special, but they did what they were supposed to - be clear enough to look at. He wasn't familiar with what made a picture look good, or how to take one with favorable results. While having a general understanding was good, at times it didn't seem like enough. That's when the genius of others had to come into play, or rather an appropriate skill set. When it came to taking photos of any sort, there was only one person he had in mind. After all, a social media enthusiast ( or perhaps an addict? ) like Cater would be perfect for the job.

The younger teen sighed as he stood in the middle of NRC's gym. He was dressed in his usual sportswear that he'd change into for his basketball club practice. There was a slight frown present on his face as he stared at his upperclassman. Supposedly, the other was tasked with taking some Magicam worthy pictures for the school. Things like clubs, events and other activities were of special interest, or so it seemed. Thus, Ace found himself posing for a multitude of pictures to represent the basketball club. He wasn't the best model, which showed both through the results as well as the sour look on his face. "How many do you need to take anyway? It feels like you already took a thousand by now…" he grumbled. "Are you making sure I look cool enough?"

#kamipoina #🖤 ; ( in character. )#(local ginger is shit at his job while the other ginger is trying to do his best with what he got)#(and what he got isnt a lot considering this is ace)

@jaxxmulti — acesebek arcade moment as promised

Outings were a rarity to him. Given his school life — consisting of dorm chores, assignments and homework — it wasn't too surprising. As if his busy schedule wasn't enough, he always had his housewarden to worry about. Based on his grades and general work ethic, he could only dream of escaping his excruciating textbooks. Riddle simply wouldn't allow such a thing. At least not when he was determined to make sure no one from Heartslabyul would fail ever again. Whether Ace wanted to or not, he had to stay on top of his studies. Though, that never stopped him from doing as he pleased ( even if he did hold some respect for Riddle ). Thus, when the opportunity presented itself to go out with others for once, he took it without giving it a second thought. Professor Trein's work would have to wait until later; maybe when Trey was available and willing to help his favorite freshman out.

The arcade beamed with an array of vivid colors coming from an even bigger variety of machines to play on. As soon he stepped inside, his ears were exposed to the sounds of other teens, along with the dings and the clangs of the games they played. There was plenty to choose from. He looked around closely for something to settle on for now. It didn't take him long to spot a basketball game machine, which naturally caught his interest. The redhead approached it shortly after, looking it over some. Although he intended to play alone as a warm up, he was joined by a very familiar face — and face alone as his usual clothing was far different than what Ace was used to. Sebek always looked mighty proper, and to see him dressed more casually was an entirely new sight. For once, he didn't stick out like a sore thumb; instead he fit right in with the scenery.

Ace picked up one of the basketballs, holding onto it with both of his hands. "Say, have you ever played?" he questioned, genuinely curious about the other's answer. Sebek seemed like an athletic person, and his height surely would have made him an excellent player. Though, considering how the other usually was, Ace doubted that he ever participated in such sport. Riding on a horse or a sword duel seemed more fitting for him than basketball.

#jaxxmulti #🖤 ; ( in character. )#(me: this is gonna be short for once also me: writes you like 3 paras)#(i am sorry i was kinda in the moment thinking about this for days)#(had dreams about it)

jaxxmulti:

❝ two times two is four. ❞

“Actually. It’s six, and let me tell you why, because you see there are two twos, therefore there is an additional two that Crowley doesn’t want you to know about.”

#jaxxmulti #🖤 ; ( crack. )#(only wanted to make that joke)

ace @ everyone in a 5 mile radius because he just put the hedgehogs to sleep

#🥚 ; ( out of character. )#(speaks for itself me thinks)#tbd

“Can all of you shut up, I just put the hedgehogs to sleep. But also you all never felt a touch of another person + L + ratio.”

#🖤 ; ( crack. )#(guys not again please)#(also don't ask me how he said the last few bits out loud)

@astrobomb said: The worst places to be after school? Anywhere near the basketball, magift, or track & field clubs. Stinky, sweaty boys? No, thanks. Safe to say, she always avoided those areas on campus like the plague. She thought she was free — that is until she turned a corner and bumped into one of the sweatiest, stinkiest boys she knows. Her expression quickly turning sour, taking several steps back and a few more for extra measure. “Ugh, you smell worse than usual.”

The doors were slammed shut; the loud noise echoed throughout the Night Raven College’s locker room. Having ended the particularly long basketball practice, the room was overwhelmed with chatter and the sound of rustling clothes. Although Ace exchanged a few words with his fellow teammates, like Floyd or Jamil, even Luka, he was more focused on getting ready to return to his dorm. As he changed out of his gym clothes and into his school uniform, he made sure to fix his appearance. His hair was a mess; the once perfectly styled hairstyle was long gone, now replaced with droopy, disheveled strands. It took some time before it looked presentable again, but he managed to not spend too long on it. After concluding that he didn’t smell rancid quite yet ( based on a “sniff test” ), he collected his things and left the locker room.

A hand covered his mouth, suppressing a yawn that threatened to escape him. Feeling tired and quite frankly beat from his club activities, he wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings as well as he should. As he turned a corner he collided with, well, something — something solid. It didn’t dawn on him at first what, or who, exactly he bumped into. However, when it finally did he had wished that he was left in the unknown; blissfully unaware of the blonde’s existence. He planned on ignoring her and continuing to walk back to his room, but her comment made him change his mind. “Are you sure you are not smelling your own breath, uggo?” he questioned mockingly, while grabbing the towel that he hung around his neck. “Hey, get a whiff of this!” In the next moment, he took a few steps forward and “shot” the towel towards her direction as if it was a basketball. It landed not-so-gracefully on her head, while the grimace that was previously on his face, turned into a satisfied. This ought to teach her not to open her mouth again, right?

#astrobomb #🖤 ; ( in character. )#(why must u be this way)

#🥚 ; ( out of character. )#(uhhhh meow?)#(nika disappears for days again i am so sorry)#(i hope this offering is enough)#(i will try to work on things ubt i aint promising nothing)#tbd

the trappolas are saying he got a D in a class again

#🖤 ; ( musings. )#(its true)

jaxxmulti:

HE’D PROMISED THE OTHER FOOD, which … had somehow turned into them going on a trip out to eat. granted, this was not an outing that his vice was not to know about — considering, he wasn’t supposed to be eating food that was made by anyone but him. with ace there as a semi - willing food tester, what was the worst that could go wrong? maybe he did not know that he would be doing so, but kalim would graciously offer him the first bite of his food with a smile — a habit he might have picked up from someone else. though, before they had to worry about the matter of eating, they had to worry about whether or not they would ever find the place.

following directions on his phone, there should have been no way they had gotten so lost. he was leading them exactly where it said, and yet they had been walking for over an hour now ! it was no wonder that the other was getting cranky about it, no matter how positive that he could be, he was starting to feel the exhaustion of walking for so long on an empty stomach as well. ❝ we might be lost. ❞ he says, not wanting to test the other entirely. looking at his phone again, it said they were close to the dennys, but he didn’t see any signs for it in the immediate area. just how the other decided that it had to be in the direction that he was pointing, he didn’t know — but who was he to question it after he was getting them lost for so long.

eyes widen for a moment, before he nods. he doesn’t fight handing over his phone. it wasn’t smart to have him in charge of the directions in the first place, so if he had a chance to pass that responsibility off, he was more than willing. looking over ace’s shoulder at his phone, he says, ❝ see it only says it’s around the corner, but we’ve already walked around the block — ❞ a few times, more than enough to know that it was definitely not there. ❝ ah, i really hope we aren’t lost. what if we don’t find it? ❞

What he worried about the most, seemed to have come true. Although he practically begged for a far different outcome, he was met with bitter disappointment. As he waited for Kalim’s response, he could feel his jaw clench tightly; hand form into a firm fist. The other might not have admitted to it yet, but deep down Ace knew that their situation didn’t look good. The two of them were exhausted after walking for this long. Without a single drop of water, or a crumb of food, they wouldn’t be able to last for much longer. At this point, he was surprised that neither one of them dropped to their knees. Despite technology being a great development, their dependence on it turned out to be disastrous. They were supposed to be enjoying their silky smooth pancakes by now, but they were unable to find the building. Ace wasn’t sure whether to blame the phone, or its owner.

At last, the words the redhead didn’t want to hear the most, left Kalim’s lips. They might be lost. However, in Ace’s head it sounded more like they were already lost. His fist shook in frustration. Is this how the two of them meet their end? Dehydrated, starved and lost, because the Maps app decided to not show them where Denny’s was? He wouldn’t allow it — he couldn’t. Thus, when the other teenager’s phone was handed over to him, he got to work immediately. He studied the map for a long time, referencing the street names with those on his screen, and ones he could see. His face was scrunched ever so slightly as he focused on the task at hand. After a while, he looked into Kalim’s eyes with a sigh. “I don’t know how to read maps.” he admitted with a serious tone of voice, even though he appeared as though he might break at any point.

“I know, it just doesn’t make any sense.” they have walked around the block more than a dozen times, and there was no sign of Denny’s. It seemed as though the building simply vanished into thin air, with no traces left behind. “It has to be somewhere around here.” his expression turned somewhat sour at Kalim’s next statement. “Don’t say that, dude. We will find it, as if my life depends on it. I mean, it kinda does.” he paused for a moment, before continuing. “If we don’t find it then… then we might need to go IHOP.” there was a hint of pain behind his words. He didn’t want to go there. Not after last time. “Let’s go... this way.” he pointed in one direction. “We need to try one last time, Kalim.”

#jaxxmulti #🖤 ; ( in character. )#(kalim should not be allowed to be the gps bc then this happens)#(then again as you can see ace isn't better so they will die)#(HOW ARE THEY GONNA HOLD HANDS NOW?!?!?!)#(HOW IS THE PLOT SUPPOSED TO PROGRESS NOW)

make the writer!

tagged by: @pomfiores hi monique

tagging: all of you

#🥚 ; ( out of character. )#(WHITE WOMAN JUMPSCARE)#(okay but my hair is like knee length that's the only thing)#(man even in this form looking at myself i want to strangle myself)

ace’s tier list bc the public demanded it

#🥚 ; ( out of character. )#(this is so based actually)#❥ ; ❛ can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shootin' stars ❜ ( ace & kalim. // jaxxmulti )#❥ ; ❛ can you feel the bromance tonight ❜ ( ace & jack. // jaxxmulti )#❥ ; ❛ 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝒸𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓁𝑒 ❜ ( ace & sebek. // jaxxmulti )#❥ ; ❛ uhhhhh what’s going on my guy ❜ ( ace & leona. // jaxxmulti )#❥ ; ❛ he is her circus and she is the ringleader ❜ ( ace & alys. // astrobomb )#❥ ; ❛ we are totally besties (sarcastically) ❜ ( ace & floyd. // heartbind )

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