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THAT FIRST SITE IS EVERY WRITER’S DREAM DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I’VE TRIED WRITING SOMETHING AND THOUGHT GOD DAMN IS THERE A SPECIFIC WORD FOR WHAT I’M USING TWO SENTENCES TO DESCRIBE AND JUST GETTING A BUNCH OF SHIT GOOGLE RESULTS
Hii I hope you’re doing well!! I’d like to request Ruggie, Jade, and Jamil or Kalim (you can choose between kalim or jamil) x a Komi Shoko! Reader that is also malleus’s younger sibling
PARING: Ruggie Bucchi, Jade Leech, Jamil Viper, Kalim Al Asim
˗ˏˋGENRE ´ˎ˗ — Romance/platonic, Fluff
˗ˏˋCW ´ˎ˗ — Misunderstandings, mentions of bullying, stalking? ooc.
˗ˏˋNOTES ´ˎ˗ — Helloo! And I hope you're also doing well too! And btw, I'll do both Jamil and Kalim if you don't mind! Ps, I haven't actually watched "Komi can't communicate" yet so I might get this wrong and because I just researched what Komi's personality was! Btw, I'm sorry if I didn't do any of them justice.
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♡ "You're not scared of me?"
♡ "Not anymore"
WORD COUNT: 321
At first, Ruggie avoided you because you were the youngest sibling of Malleus Draconia; one of the top 5 strongest mages and he certainly did not want to get on yours or your brother's bad side...
But, when he actually got to interact with you, his opinion on you changed. Slightly.
you're shy and you don't talk. That's the first thing he notices about you. But, he doesn't pry into it and just leaves it be, It's not any of his business is it?
The two of you got closer when Ruggie was doing the dirty work for Leona and you were merely passing by while holding box of donuts.
You noticed he was working really hard and you decided to why not give him one donut. You did heard he enjoys eating donuts!
Where you got the sudden confidence, you don't know. But! You do know you've been quite curious about him for some time now and you thought that this was the best opportunity to get to know him better!
Ruggie was a bit wary when you approached him; but it quickly disappeared faster than he was suspicious of you when he saw you holding a donut. Where you perhaps offering him?
Well, this is an opportunity he definitely won't decline.
He quickly took the donut from you and from then on, you both became the best of buddies! (Or lovers, you pick)
Ruggie likes to tease you from time to time and he doesn't really care when you don't respond to him. He likes having you to listen to him complaining about Leona anyways.
Of course, he doesn't go overboard with it. He knows boundaries and you're a female too. And a very powerful one at that.
Overall, he finds it fun with you around!
BONUS: He won't admit it unless you bribe him, but, he felt a bit proud when he heard you say something with your voice! He's cunning so he'll try to hear more of your voice.
WORD COUNT: 365
Jade met you during his first year at the orientation while you were also a first year too.
And to say the least, he was interested. I mean, the Malleus Draconia's younger sibling goes here as well? Doesn't this make it all more intriguing.
Throughout your first year, you both rarely ever talked to one another unless it was for something. But even then he had yet to hear your voice. It truly was a mystery for him what you sounded like.
Did you sound high pitched? A deeper voice? Mute? Do you like mushrooms? Was all the thoughts going through his head every time he saw you or talked to you. Although he mostly did the chatting whilst you listened and nodded in acknowledgement.
If Jade had to honest; although you are blood-related with Draconia, he thought he'd lose interest in a heartbeat after a week or so observing you from afar when you least expect it. (Rook that you?)
Yet low and behold, he didn't just yet. Which was a record for him!
Instead, he found you even more fascinating the more he kept up conversations with you somehow despite your lack of words.
Most of your conversations consist of mushrooms, mountains, flora, and whatever else he found interesting that he could share with you.
He invites you with him to the Monstro Lounge as that's where you mostly hang around whenever he is on break. Azul doesn't mind, but just because you're really good friends or even more with Jade doesn't give you a discount, but being Malleus's Draconia sibling does. (His words not mine)
His brother aka Floyd, doesn't have that much opinion on you besides on calling you sea bunny due to your appearance but also you could be just as dangerous as your brother. But also he finds you boring considering you rarely talk or never really.
Overall, Jade finds you interesting and does wish to hear your voice.
BONUS: The first time he heard your voice was during your second year, and my! What lovely voice you have, he noted. He wondered if you'd be willing to work alongside with him at the Lounge, but maybe next time.
WORD COUNT: 324
First things first, he didn't think much of you besides the fact you could possibly endanger Kalim especially with your abilities.
However, his opinion on you changed when he first interacted with you. And to say the least you were really... shy and reserved. Rarely did you ever speak but he respected it.
Although he was still wary, he slowly but surely felt more relaxed around you especially whenever you're hanging out with Kalim.
Still, he keeps a close eye on you both whenever you're chilling with Kalim as he kept going on and on while you listen intently, interested in his other stories he had to share.
It took about a few months for Jamil to get use to you. Though he was still slightly prepared if you tried anything.
Jamil doesn't want to admit it, but he really does like your presence! Some may have found it awkward being in the same room as you not only being a draconia but also because you didn't talk and that scared people, but Jamil likes the silence you bring to the atmosphere. On rare cases where you can take a break, you sit beside him and listens to whatever rant he has to say if he had too much built up. (Which increases his respects for you even more)
You're the complete opposite of Kalim, and he likes that. Kalim has too much energy while you on the other hand stay reserve.
Whenever he cooks for Kalim, he also cooks for you but stays silent while you nod excitedly at him as he tries to hide his flustered face.
Overall he finds your presence calming and loves spending his free time with you!
BONUS: First time hearing your voice was even more calming than he could ever imagine. Hell he couldn't help but feel a bit prideful knowing he was the first in the entire school(Besides Diasomnia) to hear your voice. Even before Kalim.
WORD COUNT: 307
Listen, Kalim is always excited to meet new people and that includes you!
No matter your status, Kalim will always treat you as a friend and you really appreciate him for that. And even after discovering you don't talk or never really talked all that much with other people, he didn't mind at all!
He loves hanging out with you as you listen to his stories he always has to share and he knows you listen so well because he could see the sparkles in your eyes whenever he enthusiastically talks about his past experiences. (Yes including the bad ones)
There is never a moment where people don't see you two together whenever you both don't have any duties to attend to. Either you two go to classes together with Jamil keeping a very close eye, or none at all.
Kalim hates it whenever people talk bad behind your back. He will always comfort you whenever it gets too much and lets you rest on his shoulder as you both sleep the night away.
Malleus to say the least is very grateful to Kalim for not only being his friend but you as well. He knows the feeling all too well of being lonely and he hated the feeling, so for you to have someone is reassuring to him.
Especially someone as amazing as Kalim!
Anyways, Kalim always takes you out for a magic carpet ride and finds joy in the fact you enjoy doing things with him. Seeing you smile is all he needs.
Overall, he loves spending time with you even with your opposite personalities!
BONUS: It wasn't a surprise the fact you talked to Kalim first for the first time with your voice, but man did Kalim almost cried and threw a party in honor. (You had to stop him before he did it)
˗ˏˋ Context ´ˎ˗ — Ace gets in trouble and suspects YOU told the housewarden, so he confronts you through texting and much more.
˗ˏˋGENRE ´ˎ˗ — Romance/platonic
˗ˏˋCW ´ˎ˗ — swearing.
˗ˏˋNOTES ´ˎ˗ — I wanted to post something but didn't know what, so enjoy whatever this is.
You chuckled after sending the text message to Ace. Of course you fucking told Riddle, he deserves his neck getting taken away from him after what he did last week.
"Deserved you little fucker." You thought as you turned off your phone. Setting device on the bedside table, you were about to do your assignments until you heard a knock on the door.
"Huh? Who could that be?" You opted to ignore it thinking it was just a random student or Floyd looking for trouble. But it suddenly got louder and louder, and DAMN you could not focus with the continuous banging on the door.
You were now irritated. You groaned, not wanting to get up from the chair but what choice do you have? It's either you open the door and answer whoever it is or deal with it. And you did not like doing the latter especially since you were cramming.
"ALRIGHT ALREADY!" You screamed, rolling your eyes you got up from the chair and went to the front door. You grumbled, clearly annoyed underneath your breath as you turned the knob.
And just as you were about to tell them off, you were suddenly cut off.
"Let me roomate with you just for today." Ace motherfucking Trappola was at your door, and the iconic heart-shaped collar surrounded his neck.
You raised one of your brow at the sudden demand.
"Alright, and give me one good reason why I should let you sleep in MY dorm??"
"Because housewarden is pissed at me obviously, and I'm trying to escape him right now."
"And what makes you think I'll agree to that?" Ace looked pouted, then smirk when he realized something. And you never liked that look on his face.
"Because I know what you did, duh, and it's only fair if you let me bunk in with you."
"No."
It was simple as that, you were about to shut the door on his face until he suddenly pushed himself through and entered without your permission.
"Huh???" You were confused and were about to refute. Ace simply looked back at you, smirking and told you something that made you shut up.
"Do you remember two days ago when you accidentally let the hedgehogs run wild and housewarden was legit pissed and wanted to know who did it but I covered for you?"
Of course you remembered, it was embarrassing considering you only wanted to play with only one and well one thing led to another and that incident happened.
You hesitantly nodded, knowing where this is going to end.
He sat down on the couch dramatically, crossing his legs. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms in between.
"And I still have the footage, I'll simply show it to housewarden so we'll BOTH be collared."
"You little-"
"So how about it [Name]? The choice is all yours~" He smirked to himself, clearly proud of himself for putting you in this situation. And he'll certainly enjoy watching the dilemma run on your face as you decide your fate.
And it didn't take that long for you to reply.
"Fine! You got me, but only for ONE night you got it?"
"Nah, I say three."
"Two."
"Sure"
You sighed, disappointed at yourself whilst Ace is celebrating his victory.
Hii!! Hope you’re doing well! I don’t mean to bother you, but I tried going through your twst masterlist and some links dont work (im on mobile)? For me it specifically was some of the yandere posts. Just wanted to let you know!
Ohh!! Thanks so much for telling me! Sometimes this happens when it has been out for too long and I didn't replace it with a new link for awhile and I forgot to check it unfortunately :((. So thanks for the reminder!!
PARING: Starboy!Kalim Al Asim, Deuce Spade x READER (separately)
SYNOPSIS: Who would have thought wishing on the stars would change everything and bring you a boy from the heavens to help you out. And who knows, maybe your relationship will become more than friends?
˗ˏˋGENRE ´ˎ˗ — Romance, fluff, angst/comfort
˗ˏˋCW ´ˎ˗ — Slight mentions of sex, slight deaths, neglections
˗ˏˋNOTES ´ˎ˗ — Damn, took me awhile to actually get a plot because of writer's block unfortunately :(. But anyways, aside from that I do have more planned for this, I just wanted to post something after awhile since I am losing interest in Twisted Wonderland and have my eyes set on other fandoms. (Coughs like Danganronpa and other animes or games)
P.S: I did not mean to Make Deuce's part so LONG?? Whoops, guess I enjoyed writing his plot a little TOO much once writer's block disappeared.
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♡ "Will you stay with me?"
♡ "I've made that decision a long time ago"
✧— Kalim Al Asim
You loved fairy tales and the bizarre stories your Grandma always told you back when you were younger. You'd always watch with starry eyes and full of anticipation whenever she told you the journeys of the characters and their overcoming of hardships and living happily ever after. You'd admire the characters and always thought to yourself before drifting to sleep what it would be like to be just like them, having to overcome the obstacles in your path and get your happy ending and tell the tales to others to inspire them just like how your Grandma did to you.
And even as you got older, you never got tired of hearing the stories from your Grandma, if anything, it inspired you even more to work hard towards your goals and always look on the bright side; no matter how horrible things escalated quickly. You'd always try to stay positive even if the tides were against you and the storm raging; you would survive them all.
But, it seems like this time, the tempest won. And while it mocked you with its continuous heavy rain and the thunderstorms, you could care less — you only cared for the dying lady in the bed who tried to comfort you despite her voice being hoarse and barely audible. Tears blinded your sight as you held her hands tightly and cried in her embrace — trying to find solace in her last warmth. And no matter how much she tried to tell you it was gonna be alright, you knew it wouldn't.
"Shh, don't cry my dear. Everything is gonna be alright…" She whispered and held you tightly whilst you continued crying and shaking your head at her words. It wasn't going to be okay, but you wanted to delude yourself and think everything is going to be fine.
"I wanted to spend more time with you…" Your Grandma gave you a pitied look before letting go of you and laid down on her bed, too weak to do anything now. But even then, she used all her strength to wipe your tears away. You leaned in her hand and the sobbing stopped, only sniffling was left echoing in the room.
Finally, after a few hours, you left her room to allow her to get some rest. The storm vanished after your outburst and you took this as an opportunity to go to your special spot where Grandma told you stories to reminisce and prepare yourself for the worst.
You sat on the branch and turned your head up to the cloudy night sky that slowly dissipated allowing you to see the starry nights that were hidden in the clouds. But despite all the stars, there was one that stood out to you the most; and it was the brightest one of them all that stood out the most. And even though others may call you childish or stupid, you wished on the brightest star of what you desired the most. And how long would he take notice of your wish despite having a King to wish to? By the time he did, it would already be too late.
You don't recall all of the details afterward, but, the star started to glow radiantly and blinded you for a minute. Now, a boy with white hair and garnet-red eyes is floating in front of you, a hint of curiosity within his eyes before smiling at you and introducing himself to you.
"Hi! My name is Kalim! It's nice to meet you!" He extended his hand to you for a handshake. Out of instinct, you backed up from him and glanced at the arm and back at him before hesitantly taking his hand and shaking his hands. You couldn't believe this was happening!!
"Oh! Uhm… Hello! My name is [Name]! It's uh... Nice to meet you too!"
And this was the beginning of your adventure with Sunshine Boy.
You sat on your bed, trying to think of the situation and how you got yourself into this predicament. You groaned and placed your head on your hands as Kalim Frequently glanced around in awe and excitement.
Sure hearing his amazement was kinda cute, but having someone nonetheless a boy in your room is considered scandalous, and you're not in the mood to hear the people talk about purity and marriage before sex. Gross.
You shuddered, no way would you do something like that! Lifting up your head, you saw the white haired boy continue looking at your belongings you have on your wooden drawer. Tilting his head every so often when he didn't know what it was and asked you about it.
"Hey [Name], what's this?" He questioned, pointing at a music box that stood in the middle amidst of all your possession.
"Oh, that? It's just a music box... My grandma gifted it to me..." Saying it in a hushed tone made you feel wistful. All the memories you made with your grandma, how she took care of you since you were young made you yearn to spend more time with her before it was too late.
But that was it, you said nothing more to the boy who looked at you with compassion. He didn't know you all too well, but he could tell you cared and love your grandma more than anything. Hence why you even made the wish in the first place.
Oh how he wish he could do more to help you, but he had rules of his own that restricted his magic from granting your wish. But seeing you disheartened made his heart ache.
You stood up from the bed despite your body begging you to just go to sleep and rest. You forced your legs to cooperate to go to your grandma's room to say good night to her.
Kalim watched as you wobbled, fatigue catching up to you but you were more stubborn to let such thing stopping you.
"[Name] wait! You should rest first! You might collapse..." You merely shook your head and walked out the door, leaving Kalim in your room with worry on his mind. Without thinking, Kalim followed you, he was worried something bad might happen to you in your awful state.
And he was glad he did. Before you could hit the floor he was already there and caught you before you could injure yourself. He couldn't believe it, you fell asleep mid way. He wonders just how long you haven't been sleeping...
He picked you up from his lap and took you back to your room where you could have proper rest.
After putting you to bed, he took the blanket that was tossed on the floor and carefully placed it on your figure. You looked so peaceful in your sleep with your tranquil expression. He wonders what you were dreaming about.
But for now, he'll continue exploring your abode and protect you while you doze. You may not know it but he's glad he made a new friend today. And Kalim couldn't help but smile widely at the thought of it.
✧— Deuce Spade
Most people would consider you lucky. You know; with all the luxuries in the world servants at your every beck and call, not having to worry what meal you can have for today or tomorrow, not having to fight strangers on the streets just for a few change, not having to steal and dealing with your concious later on.
Which sure, you also consider yourself lucky and you're grateful for the life you live. Not everyone can be adopted by the King and be the next heir once he abdicates the throne and give it to you once he deemed you were ready. And yet no matter the lavishness life you get to live, you still wished your father paid more attention to you and give you the love and affection you sought your entire life.
Even when you lived in the orphanage, you kept to yourself half of the time because you didn't know how to make friends. No one tried initiating a conversation with you so why should you? Besides, you were afraid you would have said something wrong. And because of how reclusive you were, it just made you even more touch-starved as much as you hate admitting it. The amount of times you spent fantasizing of a loving family coming through those doors, saw you, and thought you were the one and that was that.
But nope! Instead, the King or Crowley, adopted you. Chose you among the other children who were in the orphanage and took you back to his palace. At first, you enjoyed the palace maids, butlers, and other servants servicing you and finally people who you could talk to.
But overtime you slowly realized the only reason why they put up with you and spent time with you, was because not only was it their duties, but they saw it as a way to get closer to the King and hope for a higher paycheck. Not because it was voluntarily or wanting to become friends. And with that epiphany, you slowly distanced yourself from others once more.
And hell, three or four years, you never saw your father that often. Only in meals and when guests arrives for events your father hosted to the entire kingdom for the aristocrats. And if you had to be brutally honest, you never liked any of them. Always hearing gossip from one table to another, whispers about how you were using the king. The audacity they have for thinking you didn't have ears! But you sure as hell do. You always scoffed at those noble men and women who thinks everyone owes them something. Everyone who is below them must bow down and beg for them. It was a pathetic mindset truly.
But throughout all this, you stayed silent. Not wanting to cause anymore unnecessary drama you might cause were you to say something to your father. But... would he ever listen to you?
Most people would consider you lucky. You know; with all the luxuries in the world servants at your every beck and call, not having to worry what meal you can have for today or tomorrow, not having to fight strangers on the streets just for a few change, not having to steal and dealing with your concious later on.
Which sure, you also consider yourself lucky and you're grateful for the life you live. Not everyone can be adopted by the King and be the next heir once he abdicates the throne and give it to you once he deemed you were ready. And yet no matter the lavishness life you get to live, you still wished your father paid more attention to you and give you the love and affection you sought your entire life.
Even when you lived in the orphanage, you kept to yourself half of the time because you didn't know how to make friends. No one tried initiating a conversation with you so why should you? Besides, you were afraid you would have said something wrong. And because of how reclusive you were, it just made you even more touch-starved as much as you hate admitting it. The amount of times you spent fantasizing of a loving family coming through those doors, saw you, and thought you were the one and that was that.
But nope! Instead, the King or Crowley, adopted you. Chose you among the other children who were in the orphanage and took you back to his palace. At first, you enjoyed the palace maids, butlers, and other servants servicing you and finally people who you could talk to.
But overtime you slowly realized the only reason why they put up with you and spent time with you, was because not only was it their duties, but they saw it as a way to get closer to the King and hope for a higher paycheck. Not because it was voluntarily or wanting to become friends. And with that epiphany, you slowly distanced yourself from others once more.
And hell, three or four years, you never saw your father that often. Only in meals and when guests arrives for events your father hosted to the entire kingdom for the aristocrats. And if you had to be brutally honest, you never liked any of them. Always hearing gossip from one table to another, whispers about how you were using the king. The audacity they have for thinking you didn't have ears! But you sure as hell do. You always scoffed at those noble men and women who thinks everyone owes them something. Everyone who is below them must bow down and beg for them. It was a pathetic mindset truly.
But throughout all this, you stayed silent. Not wanting to cause anymore unnecessary drama you might cause were you to say something to your father. But... would he ever listen to a word you ever say to his special guests? Probably not.
You sighed and sat on top of your bed, the wind blowing over your skin, gently yet roughly kissing your skin. Looking out through the window, you noticed that the stars were more visible than usual. Your breath hitched, the sight was truly beautiful and breathtaking. And without even thinking, you made a wish.
The next thing you know, there was a boy with blue hair sitting beside you.
You were currently having a staring contest with the random boy who suddenly appeared in your room. Your mouth agape, not knowing what to do or what to say. You opted to scream for help thinking he might just be a kidnapper who was quite stealthy enough to get passed the guards.
However, before you could, he suddenly covered your mouth and made a motion with his other hand, his index on his lips trying to quietly shush you.
After a few minutes of silence, once he deemed it was okay to remove his hand on your mouth. To his surprise, you didn't look like you were gonna try anything like asking for help. Because trust him he does NOT want to get into any sorts of trouble.
...
"Who are you?" You were suspicious, no doubt about that. And that fact he was very very strange in terms of appearance. He had this sort of glowing aura around him that was faint but still visible, his clothing were something you were not familiar with your culture in the kingdom and you even noticed a few sparkles shining in the dark. His blue hair and cyan eyes were really pretty though.
"Oh! Right, my name is Deuce Spade, it's nice to meet you." Although Deuce tried hard to look stern and serious, you could somehow still tell he was nervous by the way his eyes flickered from time to time, trying to look anywhere but your gaze.
He awkwardly coughed noticing your stare towards him, "I know this may look bad but I promise I don't mean any harm!"
You furrowed your brows, still keeping your distance away from him at the edge of the bed. Even if he said he wasn't dangerous, you might never know and it was better to be safe than sorry. You held on tightly onto the bell you hid behind your back, ready to sound any of the guards that were near your room.
"Okay... sure but why are you here? And how did you even get in here?" You questioned, tone low and hesitance seeping from your lips. It was just too weird, you couldn't wrap your mind around it. You tried thinking of any openings he could have use but atlas, it was futile.
After all there wasn't much he could use to get in besides your door and the windows.
Deuce on the other hand didn't know how to explain the entirety of this situation. This was his first gig and he really didn't want to mess it up... yet looking at you made him nervous for some reason.
"I'll tell you... I'll explain everything to you but I might sound crazy... Just promise me you won't think I'm crazy..." He pleaded. You kinda felt sympathetic towards him with how he was acting, but still you kept your guard up and nodded, letting him explain everything.
FINALLY! I'm posting this after months of me benching this in my drafts. I apologize if Deuce's second part was short but currently I'm sleepy and I wanted to get this over with since I lost most of my motivation for Twisted Wonderland and plan on writing on other fandoms now.
And i'm not so sure if I can make a part two. I have ideas but idk how long my motivation will last for twst sadly.
PARING: Starboy!Kalim Al Asim, Deuce Spade x READER (separately)
SYNOPSIS: Who would have thought wishing on the stars would change everything and bring you a boy from the heavens to help you out. And who knows, maybe your relationship will become more than friends?
˗ˏˋGENRE ´ˎ˗ — Romance, fluff, angst/comfort
˗ˏˋCW ´ˎ˗ — Slight mentions of sex, slight deaths, neglections
˗ˏˋNOTES ´ˎ˗ — Damn, took me awhile to actually get a plot because of writer's block unfortunately :(. But anyways, aside from that I do have more planned for this, I just wanted to post something after awhile since I am losing interest in Twisted Wonderland and have my eyes set on other fandoms. (Coughs like Danganronpa and other animes or games)
P.S: I did not mean to Make Deuce's part so LONG?? Whoops, guess I enjoyed writing his plot a little TOO much once writer's block disappeared.
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♡ "Will you stay with me?"
♡ "I've made that decision a long time ago"
✧— Kalim Al Asim
You loved fairy tales and the bizarre stories your Grandma always told you back when you were younger. You'd always watch with starry eyes and full of anticipation whenever she told you the journeys of the characters and their overcoming of hardships and living happily ever after. You'd admire the characters and always thought to yourself before drifting to sleep what it would be like to be just like them, having to overcome the obstacles in your path and get your happy ending and tell the tales to others to inspire them just like how your Grandma did to you.
And even as you got older, you never got tired of hearing the stories from your Grandma, if anything, it inspired you even more to work hard towards your goals and always look on the bright side; no matter how horrible things escalated quickly. You'd always try to stay positive even if the tides were against you and the storm raging; you would survive them all.
But, it seems like this time, the tempest won. And while it mocked you with its continuous heavy rain and the thunderstorms, you could care less — you only cared for the dying lady in the bed who tried to comfort you despite her voice being hoarse and barely audible. Tears blinded your sight as you held her hands tightly and cried in her embrace — trying to find solace in her last warmth. And no matter how much she tried to tell you it was gonna be alright, you knew it wouldn't.
"Shh, don't cry my dear. Everything is gonna be alright…" She whispered and held you tightly whilst you continued crying and shaking your head at her words. It wasn't going to be okay, but you wanted to delude yourself and think everything is going to be fine.
"I wanted to spend more time with you…" Your Grandma gave you a pitied look before letting go of you and laid down on her bed, too weak to do anything now. But even then, she used all her strength to wipe your tears away. You leaned in her hand and the sobbing stopped, only sniffling was left echoing in the room.
Finally, after a few hours, you left her room to allow her to get some rest. The storm vanished after your outburst and you took this as an opportunity to go to your special spot where Grandma told you stories to reminisce and prepare yourself for the worst.
You sat on the branch and turned your head up to the cloudy night sky that slowly dissipated allowing you to see the starry nights that were hidden in the clouds. But despite all the stars, there was one that stood out to you the most; and it was the brightest one of them all that stood out the most. And even though others may call you childish or stupid, you wished on the brightest star of what you desired the most. And how long would he take notice of your wish despite having a King to wish to? By the time he did, it would already be too late.
You don't recall all of the details afterward, but, the star started to glow radiantly and blinded you for a minute. Now, a boy with white hair and garnet-red eyes is floating in front of you, a hint of curiosity within his eyes before smiling at you and introducing himself to you.
"Hi! My name is Kalim! It's nice to meet you!" He extended his hand to you for a handshake. Out of instinct, you backed up from him and glanced at the arm and back at him before hesitantly taking his hand and shaking his hands. You couldn't believe this was happening!!
"Oh! Uhm… Hello! My name is [Name]! It's uh... Nice to meet you too!"
And this was the beginning of your adventure with Sunshine Boy.
You sat on your bed, trying to think of the situation and how you got yourself into this predicament. You groaned and placed your head on your hands as Kalim Frequently glanced around in awe and excitement.
Sure hearing his amazement was kinda cute, but having someone nonetheless a boy in your room is considered scandalous, and you're not in the mood to hear the people talk about purity and marriage before sex. Gross.
You shuddered, no way would you do something like that! Lifting up your head, you saw the white haired boy continue looking at your belongings you have on your wooden drawer. Tilting his head every so often when he didn't know what it was and asked you about it.
"Hey [Name], what's this?" He questioned, pointing at a music box that stood in the middle amidst of all your possession.
"Oh, that? It's just a music box... My grandma gifted it to me..." Saying it in a hushed tone made you feel wistful. All the memories you made with your grandma, how she took care of you since you were young made you yearn to spend more time with her before it was too late.
But that was it, you said nothing more to the boy who looked at you with compassion. He didn't know you all too well, but he could tell you cared and love your grandma more than anything. Hence why you even made the wish in the first place.
Oh how he wish he could do more to help you, but he had rules of his own that restricted his magic from granting your wish. But seeing you disheartened made his heart ache.
You stood up from the bed despite your body begging you to just go to sleep and rest. You forced your legs to cooperate to go to your grandma's room to say good night to her.
Kalim watched as you wobbled, fatigue catching up to you but you were more stubborn to let such thing stopping you.
"[Name] wait! You should rest first! You might collapse..." You merely shook your head and walked out the door, leaving Kalim in your room with worry on his mind. Without thinking, Kalim followed you, he was worried something bad might happen to you in your awful state.
And he was glad he did. Before you could hit the floor he was already there and caught you before you could injure yourself. He couldn't believe it, you fell asleep mid way. He wonders just how long you haven't been sleeping...
He picked you up from his lap and took you back to your room where you could have proper rest.
After putting you to bed, he took the blanket that was tossed on the floor and carefully placed it on your figure. You looked so peaceful in your sleep with your tranquil expression. He wonders what you were dreaming about.
But for now, he'll continue exploring your abode and protect you while you doze. You may not know it but he's glad he made a new friend today. And Kalim couldn't help but smile widely at the thought of it.
✧— Deuce Spade
Most people would consider you lucky. You know; with all the luxuries in the world servants at your every beck and call, not having to worry what meal you can have for today or tomorrow, not having to fight strangers on the streets just for a few change, not having to steal and dealing with your concious later on.
Which sure, you also consider yourself lucky and you're grateful for the life you live. Not everyone can be adopted by the King and be the next heir once he abdicates the throne and give it to you once he deemed you were ready. And yet no matter the lavishness life you get to live, you still wished your father paid more attention to you and give you the love and affection you sought your entire life.
Even when you lived in the orphanage, you kept to yourself half of the time because you didn't know how to make friends. No one tried initiating a conversation with you so why should you? Besides, you were afraid you would have said something wrong. And because of how reclusive you were, it just made you even more touch-starved as much as you hate admitting it. The amount of times you spent fantasizing of a loving family coming through those doors, saw you, and thought you were the one and that was that.
But nope! Instead, the King or Crowley, adopted you. Chose you among the other children who were in the orphanage and took you back to his palace. At first, you enjoyed the palace maids, butlers, and other servants servicing you and finally people who you could talk to.
But overtime you slowly realized the only reason why they put up with you and spent time with you, was because not only was it their duties, but they saw it as a way to get closer to the King and hope for a higher paycheck. Not because it was voluntarily or wanting to become friends. And with that epiphany, you slowly distanced yourself from others once more.
And hell, three or four years, you never saw your father that often. Only in meals and when guests arrives for events your father hosted to the entire kingdom for the aristocrats. And if you had to be brutally honest, you never liked any of them. Always hearing gossip from one table to another, whispers about how you were using the king. The audacity they have for thinking you didn't have ears! But you sure as hell do. You always scoffed at those noble men and women who thinks everyone owes them something. Everyone who is below them must bow down and beg for them. It was a pathetic mindset truly.
But throughout all this, you stayed silent. Not wanting to cause anymore unnecessary drama you might cause were you to say something to your father. But... would he ever listen to you?
Most people would consider you lucky. You know; with all the luxuries in the world servants at your every beck and call, not having to worry what meal you can have for today or tomorrow, not having to fight strangers on the streets just for a few change, not having to steal and dealing with your concious later on.
Which sure, you also consider yourself lucky and you're grateful for the life you live. Not everyone can be adopted by the King and be the next heir once he abdicates the throne and give it to you once he deemed you were ready. And yet no matter the lavishness life you get to live, you still wished your father paid more attention to you and give you the love and affection you sought your entire life.
Even when you lived in the orphanage, you kept to yourself half of the time because you didn't know how to make friends. No one tried initiating a conversation with you so why should you? Besides, you were afraid you would have said something wrong. And because of how reclusive you were, it just made you even more touch-starved as much as you hate admitting it. The amount of times you spent fantasizing of a loving family coming through those doors, saw you, and thought you were the one and that was that.
But nope! Instead, the King or Crowley, adopted you. Chose you among the other children who were in the orphanage and took you back to his palace. At first, you enjoyed the palace maids, butlers, and other servants servicing you and finally people who you could talk to.
But overtime you slowly realized the only reason why they put up with you and spent time with you, was because not only was it their duties, but they saw it as a way to get closer to the King and hope for a higher paycheck. Not because it was voluntarily or wanting to become friends. And with that epiphany, you slowly distanced yourself from others once more.
And hell, three or four years, you never saw your father that often. Only in meals and when guests arrives for events your father hosted to the entire kingdom for the aristocrats. And if you had to be brutally honest, you never liked any of them. Always hearing gossip from one table to another, whispers about how you were using the king. The audacity they have for thinking you didn't have ears! But you sure as hell do. You always scoffed at those noble men and women who thinks everyone owes them something. Everyone who is below them must bow down and beg for them. It was a pathetic mindset truly.
But throughout all this, you stayed silent. Not wanting to cause anymore unnecessary drama you might cause were you to say something to your father. But... would he ever listen to a word you ever say to his special guests? Probably not.
You sighed and sat on top of your bed, the wind blowing over your skin, gently yet roughly kissing your skin. Looking out through the window, you noticed that the stars were more visible than usual. Your breath hitched, the sight was truly beautiful and breathtaking. And without even thinking, you made a wish.
The next thing you know, there was a boy with blue hair sitting beside you.
You were currently having a staring contest with the random boy who suddenly appeared in your room. Your mouth agape, not knowing what to do or what to say. You opted to scream for help thinking he might just be a kidnapper who was quite stealthy enough to get passed the guards.
However, before you could, he suddenly covered your mouth and made a motion with his other hand, his index on his lips trying to quietly shush you.
After a few minutes of silence, once he deemed it was okay to remove his hand on your mouth. To his surprise, you didn't look like you were gonna try anything like asking for help. Because trust him he does NOT want to get into any sorts of trouble.
...
"Who are you?" You were suspicious, no doubt about that. And that fact he was very very strange in terms of appearance. He had this sort of glowing aura around him that was faint but still visible, his clothing were something you were not familiar with your culture in the kingdom and you even noticed a few sparkles shining in the dark. His blue hair and cyan eyes were really pretty though.
"Oh! Right, my name is Deuce Spade, it's nice to meet you." Although Deuce tried hard to look stern and serious, you could somehow still tell he was nervous by the way his eyes flickered from time to time, trying to look anywhere but your gaze.
He awkwardly coughed noticing your stare towards him, "I know this may look bad but I promise I don't mean any harm!"
You furrowed your brows, still keeping your distance away from him at the edge of the bed. Even if he said he wasn't dangerous, you might never know and it was better to be safe than sorry. You held on tightly onto the bell you hid behind your back, ready to sound any of the guards that were near your room.
"Okay... sure but why are you here? And how did you even get in here?" You questioned, tone low and hesitance seeping from your lips. It was just too weird, you couldn't wrap your mind around it. You tried thinking of any openings he could have use but atlas, it was futile.
After all there wasn't much he could use to get in besides your door and the windows.
Deuce on the other hand didn't know how to explain the entirety of this situation. This was his first gig and he really didn't want to mess it up... yet looking at you made him nervous for some reason.
"I'll tell you... I'll explain everything to you but I might sound crazy... Just promise me you won't think I'm crazy..." He pleaded. You kinda felt sympathetic towards him with how he was acting, but still you kept your guard up and nodded, letting him explain everything.
FINALLY! I'm posting this after months of me benching this in my drafts. I apologize if Deuce's second part was short but currently I'm sleepy and I wanted to get this over with since I lost most of my motivation for Twisted Wonderland and plan on writing on other fandoms now.
And i'm not so sure if I can make a part two. I have ideas but idk how long my motivation will last for twst sadly.
hey can i please get headcanons for if dr. mobius fell in love with one of her test subjects. like reader volunteers to be a test subject for her experiments and after a while she realises she has a crush on them.
| ᴛᴇꜱᴛ ꜱᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ | - Mobius
Note: It's been awhile since I've played honkai impact so I might have gotten her personality wrong and also the plot... And by the way this has been in my inbox for a very long time now.
Ah, what the fuck she did she get herself into? Mobius often wondered to herself as she sat down on her chair and tried to focus on her study research she recently discovered with Dr. Mei.
You were supposed to be another test subject like the rest, someone who was in her interest until you were useless.
But she'll admit, you were quite an enigma. You had actually volunteered to be one of her test subject after the other one had unfortunately passed away due to high stress. And despite the odds against you, you were still so willing despite knowing the consequences??
Nonetheless, she's glad someone like you had actually volunteered. You had honkai energy fused with you and she's curious on how many limits she can push to your body.
She groaned frustratedly, because recently, she's been feeling weird whenever she was around you and it agitated her to no end for her strange and foreign feelings.
But she's not stupid enough to not know what they are. She just doesn't want to acknowledge it is all. For the past few months she's been with you, lately things have been going a bit differently.
Like Klein asking her how she felt once she was done experimenting on you. And she did this every single day, as if she was expecting a different or probably same results from her lips. Yet all Klein did was nod at her response everytime, not saying much of a word afterwards.
And she knows, as much as she hates admitting it, she knew she harbored affection for you and it distracted her everyday from her duties even Dr. Mei was getting a bit concerned for her.
She stopped gripping onto the pen and placed her head in her hand, distracted once again from her thoughts and because of you.
It always made her wonder what made you different from the rest. Why she felt this way with you. Was it because you were one of the few that lasted this long? Was it because you indulged her in her weird fascinations towards her experiments?
Questions after questions piling in her head. But for now, she'll see where this will take her.
PARING: Starboy!Kalim Al Asim, Deuce Spade x READER (separately)
SYNOPSIS: Who would have thought wishing on the stars would change everything and bring you a boy from the heavens to help you out. And who knows, maybe your relationship will become more than friends?
˗ˏˋGENRE ´ˎ˗ — Romance, fluff, angst/comfort
˗ˏˋCW ´ˎ˗ — Slight mentions of sex, slight deaths, neglections
˗ˏˋNOTES ´ˎ˗ — Damn, took me awhile to actually get a plot because of writer's block unfortunately :(. But anyways, aside from that I do have more planned for this, I just wanted to post something after awhile since I am losing interest in Twisted Wonderland and have my eyes set on other fandoms. (Coughs like Danganronpa and other animes or games)
P.S: I did not mean to Make Deuce's part so LONG?? Whoops, guess I enjoyed writing his plot a little TOO much once writer's block disappeared.
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♡ "Will you stay with me?"
♡ "I've made that decision a long time ago"
✧— Kalim Al Asim
You loved fairy tales and the bizarre stories your Grandma always told you back when you were younger. You'd always watch with starry eyes and full of anticipation whenever she told you the journeys of the characters and their overcoming of hardships and living happily ever after. You'd admire the characters and always thought to yourself before drifting to sleep what it would be like to be just like them, having to overcome the obstacles in your path and get your happy ending and tell the tales to others to inspire them just like how your Grandma did to you.
And even as you got older, you never got tired of hearing the stories from your Grandma, if anything, it inspired you even more to work hard towards your goals and always look on the bright side; no matter how horrible things escalated quickly. You'd always try to stay positive even if the tides were against you and the storm raging; you would survive them all.
But, it seems like this time, the tempest won. And while it mocked you with its continuous heavy rain and the thunderstorms, you could care less — you only cared for the dying lady in the bed who tried to comfort you despite her voice being hoarse and barely audible. Tears blinded your sight as you held her hands tightly and cried in her embrace — trying to find solace in her last warmth. And no matter how much she tried to tell you it was gonna be alright, you knew it wouldn't.
"Shh, don't cry my dear. Everything is gonna be alright…" She whispered and held you tightly whilst you continued crying and shaking your head at her words. It wasn't going to be okay, but you wanted to delude yourself and think everything is going to be fine.
"I wanted to spend more time with you…" Your Grandma gave you a pitied look before letting go of you and laid down on her bed, too weak to do anything now. But even then, she used all her strength to wipe your tears away. You leaned in her hand and the sobbing stopped, only sniffling was left echoing in the room.
Finally, after a few hours, you left her room to allow her to get some rest. The storm vanished after your outburst and you took this as an opportunity to go to your special spot where Grandma told you stories to reminisce and prepare yourself for the worst.
You sat on the branch and turned your head up to the cloudy night sky that slowly dissipated allowing you to see the starry nights that were hidden in the clouds. But despite all the stars, there was one that stood out to you the most; and it was the brightest one of them all that stood out the most. And even though others may call you childish or stupid, you wished on the brightest star of what you desired the most. And how long would he take notice of your wish despite having a King to wish to? By the time he did, it would already be too late.
You don't recall all of the details afterward, but, the star started to glow radiantly and blinded you for a minute. Now, a boy with white hair and garnet-red eyes is floating in front of you, a hint of curiosity within his eyes before smiling at you and introducing himself to you.
"Hi! My name is Kalim! It's nice to meet you!" He extended his hand to you for a handshake. Out of instinct, you backed up from him and glanced at the arm and back at him before hesitantly taking his hand and shaking his hands. You couldn't believe this was happening!!
"Oh! Uhm… Hello! My name is [Name]! It's uh... Nice to meet you too!"
And this was the beginning of your adventure with Sunshine Boy.
You sat on your bed, trying to think of the situation and how you got yourself into this predicament. You groaned and placed your head on your hands as Kalim Frequently glanced around in awe and excitement.
Sure hearing his amazement was kinda cute, but having someone nonetheless a boy in your room is considered scandalous, and you're not in the mood to hear the people talk about purity and marriage before sex. Gross.
You shuddered, no way would you do something like that! Lifting up your head, you saw the white haired boy continue looking at your belongings you have on your wooden drawer. Tilting his head every so often when he didn't know what it was and asked you about it.
"Hey [Name], what's this?" He questioned, pointing at a music box that stood in the middle amidst of all your possession.
"Oh, that? It's just a music box... My grandma gifted it to me..." Saying it in a hushed tone made you feel wistful. All the memories you made with your grandma, how she took care of you since you were young made you yearn to spend more time with her before it was too late.
But that was it, you said nothing more to the boy who looked at you with compassion. He didn't know you all too well, but he could tell you cared and love your grandma more than anything. Hence why you even made the wish in the first place.
Oh how he wish he could do more to help you, but he had rules of his own that restricted his magic from granting your wish. But seeing you disheartened made his heart ache.
You stood up from the bed despite your body begging you to just go to sleep and rest. You forced your legs to cooperate to go to your grandma's room to say good night to her.
Kalim watched as you wobbled, fatigue catching up to you but you were more stubborn to let such thing stopping you.
"[Name] wait! You should rest first! You might collapse..." You merely shook your head and walked out the door, leaving Kalim in your room with worry on his mind. Without thinking, Kalim followed you, he was worried something bad might happen to you in your awful state.
And he was glad he did. Before you could hit the floor he was already there and caught you before you could injure yourself. He couldn't believe it, you fell asleep mid way. He wonders just how long you haven't been sleeping...
He picked you up from his lap and took you back to your room where you could have proper rest.
After putting you to bed, he took the blanket that was tossed on the floor and carefully placed it on your figure. You looked so peaceful in your sleep with your tranquil expression. He wonders what you were dreaming about.
But for now, he'll continue exploring your abode and protect you while you doze. You may not know it but he's glad he made a new friend today. And Kalim couldn't help but smile widely at the thought of it.
✧— Deuce Spade
Most people would consider you lucky. You know; with all the luxuries in the world servants at your every beck and call, not having to worry what meal you can have for today or tomorrow, not having to fight strangers on the streets just for a few change, not having to steal and dealing with your concious later on.
Which sure, you also consider yourself lucky and you're grateful for the life you live. Not everyone can be adopted by the King and be the next heir once he abdicates the throne and give it to you once he deemed you were ready. And yet no matter the lavishness life you get to live, you still wished your father paid more attention to you and give you the love and affection you sought your entire life.
Even when you lived in the orphanage, you kept to yourself half of the time because you didn't know how to make friends. No one tried initiating a conversation with you so why should you? Besides, you were afraid you would have said something wrong. And because of how reclusive you were, it just made you even more touch-starved as much as you hate admitting it. The amount of times you spent fantasizing of a loving family coming through those doors, saw you, and thought you were the one and that was that.
But nope! Instead, the King or Crowley, adopted you. Chose you among the other children who were in the orphanage and took you back to his palace. At first, you enjoyed the palace maids, butlers, and other servants servicing you and finally people who you could talk to.
But overtime you slowly realized the only reason why they put up with you and spent time with you, was because not only was it their duties, but they saw it as a way to get closer to the King and hope for a higher paycheck. Not because it was voluntarily or wanting to become friends. And with that epiphany, you slowly distanced yourself from others once more.
And hell, three or four years, you never saw your father that often. Only in meals and when guests arrives for events your father hosted to the entire kingdom for the aristocrats. And if you had to be brutally honest, you never liked any of them. Always hearing gossip from one table to another, whispers about how you were using the king. The audacity they have for thinking you didn't have ears! But you sure as hell do. You always scoffed at those noble men and women who thinks everyone owes them something. Everyone who is below them must bow down and beg for them. It was a pathetic mindset truly.
But throughout all this, you stayed silent. Not wanting to cause anymore unnecessary drama you might cause were you to say something to your father. But... would he ever listen to you?
Most people would consider you lucky. You know; with all the luxuries in the world servants at your every beck and call, not having to worry what meal you can have for today or tomorrow, not having to fight strangers on the streets just for a few change, not having to steal and dealing with your concious later on.
Which sure, you also consider yourself lucky and you're grateful for the life you live. Not everyone can be adopted by the King and be the next heir once he abdicates the throne and give it to you once he deemed you were ready. And yet no matter the lavishness life you get to live, you still wished your father paid more attention to you and give you the love and affection you sought your entire life.
Even when you lived in the orphanage, you kept to yourself half of the time because you didn't know how to make friends. No one tried initiating a conversation with you so why should you? Besides, you were afraid you would have said something wrong. And because of how reclusive you were, it just made you even more touch-starved as much as you hate admitting it. The amount of times you spent fantasizing of a loving family coming through those doors, saw you, and thought you were the one and that was that.
But nope! Instead, the King or Crowley, adopted you. Chose you among the other children who were in the orphanage and took you back to his palace. At first, you enjoyed the palace maids, butlers, and other servants servicing you and finally people who you could talk to.
But overtime you slowly realized the only reason why they put up with you and spent time with you, was because not only was it their duties, but they saw it as a way to get closer to the King and hope for a higher paycheck. Not because it was voluntarily or wanting to become friends. And with that epiphany, you slowly distanced yourself from others once more.
And hell, three or four years, you never saw your father that often. Only in meals and when guests arrives for events your father hosted to the entire kingdom for the aristocrats. And if you had to be brutally honest, you never liked any of them. Always hearing gossip from one table to another, whispers about how you were using the king. The audacity they have for thinking you didn't have ears! But you sure as hell do. You always scoffed at those noble men and women who thinks everyone owes them something. Everyone who is below them must bow down and beg for them. It was a pathetic mindset truly.
But throughout all this, you stayed silent. Not wanting to cause anymore unnecessary drama you might cause were you to say something to your father. But... would he ever listen to a word you ever say to his special guests? Probably not.
You sighed and sat on top of your bed, the wind blowing over your skin, gently yet roughly kissing your skin. Looking out through the window, you noticed that the stars were more visible than usual. Your breath hitched, the sight was truly beautiful and breathtaking. And without even thinking, you made a wish.
The next thing you know, there was a boy with blue hair sitting beside you.
You were currently having a staring contest with the random boy who suddenly appeared in your room. Your mouth agape, not knowing what to do or what to say. You opted to scream for help thinking he might just be a kidnapper who was quite stealthy enough to get passed the guards.
However, before you could, he suddenly covered your mouth and made a motion with his other hand, his index on his lips trying to quietly shush you.
After a few minutes of silence, once he deemed it was okay to remove his hand on your mouth. To his surprise, you didn't look like you were gonna try anything like asking for help. Because trust him he does NOT want to get into any sorts of trouble.
...
"Who are you?" You were suspicious, no doubt about that. And that fact he was very very strange in terms of appearance. He had this sort of glowing aura around him that was faint but still visible, his clothing were something you were not familiar with your culture in the kingdom and you even noticed a few sparkles shining in the dark. His blue hair and cyan eyes were really pretty though.
"Oh! Right, my name is Deuce Spade, it's nice to meet you." Although Deuce tried hard to look stern and serious, you could somehow still tell he was nervous by the way his eyes flickered from time to time, trying to look anywhere but your gaze.
He awkwardly coughed noticing your stare towards him, "I know this may look bad but I promise I don't mean any harm!"
You furrowed your brows, still keeping your distance away from him at the edge of the bed. Even if he said he wasn't dangerous, you might never know and it was better to be safe than sorry. You held on tightly onto the bell you hid behind your back, ready to sound any of the guards that were near your room.
"Okay... sure but why are you here? And how did you even get in here?" You questioned, tone low and hesitance seeping from your lips. It was just too weird, you couldn't wrap your mind around it. You tried thinking of any openings he could have use but atlas, it was futile.
After all there wasn't much he could use to get in besides your door and the windows.
Deuce on the other hand didn't know how to explain the entirety of this situation. This was his first gig and he really didn't want to mess it up... yet looking at you made him nervous for some reason.
"I'll tell you... I'll explain everything to you but I might sound crazy... Just promise me you won't think I'm crazy..." He pleaded. You kinda felt sympathetic towards him with how he was acting, but still you kept your guard up and nodded, letting him explain everything.
FINALLY! I'm posting this after months of me benching this in my drafts. I apologize if Deuce's second part was short but currently I'm sleepy and I wanted to get this over with since I lost most of my motivation for Twisted Wonderland and plan on writing on other fandoms now.
And i'm not so sure if I can make a part two. I have ideas but idk how long my motivation will last for twst sadly.
Hello! It nice to meet you I adore your blogs they are so wonderful! May I ask for Diasomnia if you write for all of them. Having there lover being like severely injured but the lover doesn’t even notice. Like yeah they have a sword sticking out of there shoulder but they thought they could pull it out later.
Hii! It's nice to meet you too! And ofc you may!
And please do note that I haven't been keeping up with Twisted Wonderland for quite awhile now so they might be ooc or I'm possibly missing something!
Note: I excluded Sebek because I just had no idea how to write for him, I'm so sorry! And it's not proofread by the way.
WORD COUNT: 243
"My, what happened to you, my gem?" Malleus questioned at your state, you looked in terrible condition he couldn't help but worry for you.
You had a few wounds with shards impaling your skin, but he was most concerned about the huge blood pooling out of your stomach.
"Hm? What are you talking about? I feel fine!" You weren't, but you thought you'd go to the infirmary later, first you needed to spend time with your dragon yk. Set your priorities straight!
Your lover was amused by your carefree attitude. But he couldn't let you walk around anymore longer with injuries like that. Not on his watch at least. Besides, he doesn't want you passing out on him now during your walks together.
"You really are something else, my treasure. But let's get you patched up first." You sighed but complied and allowed him to heal you. You both sat underneath a tree as the fireflies watched and lit up as Malleus works his magic.
No matter how many times you've seen it, seeing it in action with his green luminous magic was always impressive. After a minute, you felt better and sighed in relief that the pain was gone especially in your stomach.
"There, you're all better now. And please do be careful next time." You sheepishly smiled.
"Alright alright, I promise."
He smiled at your response, and you continued walking together side by side.
WORD COUNT: 302
"Oh little bat! Whatever happened to you?~"
"AHH!" Lilia suddenly did his famous surprise attacks on you once again and you did not appreciate getting scared after what had happened today. Damn Ace.
"Hehe~ Why the face?" He got down from his spot and took a closer look at you. You backed up a bit but he got closer and closer until your back hit the wall.
The feeling of uneasiness crept onto you and sweat dripping from your face as his eyes wondered until it landed on the small knife that penetrated your palm.
Noticing his where his gaze was, you quickly tried to hide the injured hand out of guilt for trying to conceal your wound until he stopped you by grabbing your wrist. You winced at the contact and upon noticing your discomfort, he loosened his grip just enough to avoid hurting you further.
Lilia sighed in disappointment, where you were walking certainly wasn't towards the infirmary. In fact, you were going to the opposite way of where it is.
"My! This won't be good for you my little bat, let's go to the infirmary together shall we?"
"Huh-"
Without giving any more further explanation, you both were now at the infirmary and gently laid you on the bed. You felt yourself flushed from the action but glad that you were gonna get treated soon for the wound.
"Do rest well, little bat. When you recover, we can have as much as adventure as we want! Alright?" He smiled, damn him. You couldn't resist his charming smile even if you wanted to.
So, you had no choice but lay your head on the pillow and rest your eyes. And as you were about to go to the dream world, you suddenly heard a lullaby and felt a pair of lips kissed your forehead.
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Silver opened his eyes and felt someone leaning on his shoulder. And as he expected, it's you. He smiled softly and admired you and took in your features as you continued to snooze. But, as doing so, he noticed something... Is that a sword piercing your leg???
Silver at the moment felt conflicted, he didn't want to disturb you sleeping. You looked so peaceful and seemed to enjoy whatever dream you had with that smile of yours. And on the other hand, you were literally bleeding from your leg. How did you even manage to walk to him with such condition??
But, your safety was the most important to Silver. He gently nudged you in hopes of trying to wake you up and bring you to the infirmary to get your wound checked and for you to recover.
And he was successful. You slowly opened your eyes and saw Silver looking at you worriedly and a few animals looking at your leg where the sword was impaled.
"Ah, this is awkward ahaha..." You sheepishly smiled.
"[Name]... What happened?" Worry was evident in his eyes and you couldn't help but feel guilty making him so worried over your safety. It was so obvious on how much he loves and cares for you.
"I'll bring you to the infirmary alright? That could get an infection." As much as Silver wanted to ask questions and for the full details, he concluded that could be later, for now, he's going to focus on you and your recovery.
Silver got up and carried you bridal style despite your flustered protests. The animals also sat up and followed you both to the infirmary. A few students here and there watched you being carried by your knight and shining army with a sword jabbed on your leg and animals following you both.
The pain sure was cruciating, but if it meant you got to be saved like this by your prince charming? It was pretty worth it. However you're still gonna go and talk to those dumb airheads about NOT to touch things that don't belong to them.
But for now, you leaned in closer to his chest as you both arrived at the infirmary.
Is it obvious who I favorite? No. Totally not. (While writing this I was listening to "Mori no chiisana restaurant" you guys should listen to it as well!)
SYNOPSIS: All your entire life, you knew silence. But—it isn't as bad as people make it out to be. Because even with your biggest flaw, he still chose you.
˗ˏˋGENRE ´ˎ˗ — Romance, fluff, angst/comfort
˗ˏˋCW ´ˎ˗ — Rook is already a warning. Ooc, mentions of bullying, stalking(It's Rook, duh) horrible poetry.
˗ˏˋNOTES ´ˎ˗ — Wow! It has been a while and I am so sorry for not making anything in quite some time, I've become so busy nowadays that writing has barely crossed my mind, so I'll make most of my free time writing this!
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♡ "Are you really willing to accept me?"
♡ "I've accepted you a long time ago."
People always pitied you for as long as you can remember now. Frequently assuming it must be hard not being able to hear. And yeah, sometimes—but it isn't as bad as they make it out to be, if anything, you find solace in the silent world you have lived in all your life. Sure, there were times when it was hard to understand people, especially if they didn't know sign language.
Luckily, you mostly used poems to interact with them. Though, it was amusing to see them struggle to grasp your poems—that's what makes it fun anyway.
And so, making use of your skills, you swiftly wrote down another poem for a certain hunter. He's one of the few people you've known who could actually decipher what your poems meant. And it's not to say each and every time you show him your masterpiece, he always seems to be on your level when it came to writing back to you.
It always makes you feel giddy inside when he writes back to you. Re-reading every syllable. Caressing the ink that was clearly carefully written with such consideration with each word he used, you couldn't help but feel as though he was hinting to you about something.
You scoffed; shaking the thought away. Who were you trying to fool? This was the Rook Hunt you were thinking about! He's like this with everyone. Besides—why would he go for someone who had a defect? To say the least, you weren't insecure with your disability but, thinking about the blonde hunter who seemed to always cross your mind whenever you wrote—you couldn't help but feel your heart tightening in your chest from such thoughts.
In the end, why would he choose you? You're nothing special, far from it anyway. You're just someone who could never hear and someone who just writes to communicate. But, even then, you were still wrapped around his fingertips. And besides—it doesn't hurt to hope, right?
You felt a hand placed on your shoulder, you froze. You had never stayed still like a statue so fast in your entire life until now. What? Millions of thoughts were racing through your mind right now—was it another of the students who were here to once again chuck balled up papers again? Take your poems away from you and ripped them to pieces or flames it until there's nothing left but ashes?
"Awww, what's this? Another one of your silly stories?"
"Look! It's another one of their love poems!"
"Pathetic if you ask me."
You didn't focused on them, you never even knew what they were saying, and you could care less what insults or degrading comments they were spewing from their filthy mouth. Your knees on the ground while clutching onto what was remains of the paper you once cherished. And they tore it all up like it was nothing.
Shuddering from the memory, you closed your eyes and continued to look at your lap; prepared for whatever torture they were gonna do to you again. Tore your poems? Throw paper at you? Mocking at you while you cry in tears because they had nearly killed you? What else did they had in store for you?
You gripped the paper even harder, shutting your eyelids even tighter if that was even possible. You were scared.
Huh.
You felt a piece of paper slid onto your lap, hesitantly, bit by bit, you forced your eyes to open to see what it was. Was it an insult written in a letter? If so, then you're surprised that they were even intelligent enough to finally realized that you had a hearing disability instead of using their vocals to try and insult you.
But no, it was not anything you expected or thought. Instead, your vision was blessed with a familiar handwriting. Subconsciously, you read what was was written on the white letter that graced your sight, and goodness it always doesn't fail to make your blood rushing through your face. By the sevens, how does he always make you feel this way?
Why such a blue face?
You don't need to be ashamed of such a heartache;
If you need someone to wipe your tears, my heart will gladly volunteer;
What you consider flaws, is what I consider perfection —
Mon Cherie, you are the belle of my dairy heart,
You, sweetheart, have me wrapped around your fingertips;
I will never let go of the string that wraps around my wrist;
That connects me, to you.
My heart beats loudly; even you could hear it—
If your heart longs for anything,
Mon cherie, just write to me;
And tell me all your silly sorrows.
-Rook Hunt
Though it was short and simple, you couldn't help but re-read the words every now and then. You smiled seeing the words written on the paper. How could you not? His words sweet like candy, it was addicting in a way even you were worried you wouldn't get enough of it. Or maybe it's too late for you.
Your heart started racing so fast you thought even you could hear it. The more you examined the poem the more it started to look like a love confession. But it couldn't be that, could it? You so badly wanted to hope that you had a chance but you didn't want to get your hopes up.
You, sweetheart, have me wrapped around your fingertips.
Those lines, shit, you couldn't help but swoon over them. Clutching the poem, you finally gazed at the author with wonders and hope. He smiled at you and signed those three words you've been waiting to see.
"I love you."
Was it even possible for your heart to be beating faster than it was before? You held the poem closer to your beating heart, trying to conceal it; worried he might hear it. It felt like your heart was about to leap out of your chest. You sighed dreamily and thanked your heart for choosing him.
Meanwhile, Rook chuckled seeing your flustered expression. He found beauty in all things whether it was considered good or bad to others. But he found you the most beautiful of them all. He won't lie, he fell for you hard when he saw you. Because even when he learnt about your flaw, it didn't matter to him; you were still the fairest of them all. You weren't able to hear his words—but that's alright; he'll gladly write thousands or more letters if it meant to show you just how much he loves you.
He'd gladly and happily dance in hot and burning shoes if it meant to show you his devotion to you, just to show how much he cares for you. And if anyone were to make you doubt? Let's just say they wouldn't be coming closer to you anymore if they caused you pain. But before that, he'd come and comfort you, with words written on paper just so all your worries would go away.
Even if his fingers start to go numb and bruises appear, he won't stop until he finally sees you smile. He's glad that his heart chose you.
END
Wow! Uhm, heyy ik it's been awhile but I finally found enough inspiration to make this! Again sorry it's been awhile I've been so busy that I barely found any time to write at all, but I do hope you guys liked this!
So if any of you guys know about Wish, the 100th anniversary for Disney then that's great! If you don't, then liked mentioned, it is the 100th anniversary for Disney. Anyways, I was a bit disappointed when I first watched it because I was kinda expecting more from Disney and I was more disappointed when I saw and heard about the early concepts it had before.
Like, we could have had a love story between Star boy and Asha?? A couple Villain? And so much more! Plus, the characters were bland...
But let's move that aside for now since I'm getting out of topic. My idea is for Twisted Wonderland! (Wow! Shocker!) Wish x Twst where Mc is Asha and the one of the Twst character is Star boy! I haven't thought of who just yet but you guys can help me pick out a character for that!
The plot for Wish was also pretty boring so my idea was to freshen it up a bit and make a little bit more unique from the original plot! (Disney had so many opportunities to make it original and special for their anniversary) And by the way I'm no professional at this! I'm merely stating my opinion!
But what do you guys think? I think this is an interesting concept and I have so much more ideas! But I do want to know your opinion on the matter as well!
Okay so this is actually giving me motivation to finish that because I got the idea around two weeks ago, wrote one paragraph and just never got round to completing it, choosing only to stare at the Google docs page guiltily so thank you for this 😅
AHH!! I didn't think I would motivate anyone but you're welcomee!! And don't worry, I understand the feeling of staring into a blank google docs page that only has 1 one paragraph in it and thinking to yourself "Aight, now what"
So if any of you guys know about Wish, the 100th anniversary for Disney then that's great! If you don't, then liked mentioned, it is the 100th anniversary for Disney. Anyways, I was a bit disappointed when I first watched it because I was kinda expecting more from Disney and I was more disappointed when I saw and heard about the early concepts it had before.
Like, we could have had a love story between Star boy and Asha?? A couple Villain? And so much more! Plus, the characters were bland...
But let's move that aside for now since I'm getting out of topic. My idea is for Twisted Wonderland! (Wow! Shocker!) Wish x Twst where Mc is Asha and the one of the Twst character is Star boy! I haven't thought of who just yet but you guys can help me pick out a character for that!
The plot for Wish was also pretty boring so my idea was to freshen it up a bit and make a little bit more unique from the original plot! (Disney had so many opportunities to make it original and special for their anniversary) And by the way I'm no professional at this! I'm merely stating my opinion!
But what do you guys think? I think this is an interesting concept and I have so much more ideas! But I do want to know your opinion on the matter as well!
So if any of you guys know about Wish, the 100th anniversary for Disney then that's great! If you don't, then liked mentioned, it is the 100th anniversary for Disney. Anyways, I was a bit disappointed when I first watched it because I was kinda expecting more from Disney and I was more disappointed when I saw and heard about the early concepts it had before.
Like, we could have had a love story between Star boy and Asha?? A couple Villain? And so much more! Plus, the characters were bland...
But let's move that aside for now since I'm getting out of topic. My idea is for Twisted Wonderland! (Wow! Shocker!) Wish x Twst where Mc is Asha and the one of the Twst character is Star boy! I haven't thought of who just yet but you guys can help me pick out a character for that!
The plot for Wish was also pretty boring so my idea was to freshen it up a bit and make a little bit more unique from the original plot! (Disney had so many opportunities to make it original and special for their anniversary) And by the way I'm no professional at this! I'm merely stating my opinion!
But what do you guys think? I think this is an interesting concept and I have so much more ideas! But I do want to know your opinion on the matter as well!
