Sleep deprived and Trying My Best

20-something year old ETL shipper. Lover of European musicals. Gamer. Fantasy Nerd. Bibliophile.

[cheapshrimpysheep]

A while ago I was looking for someone who talked about the Twisted Wonderland meta like some people do in other types of gacha games, to find out which cards were good or not, and I discovered @princessmacaronsgaming 's channel.

I'm just an idiot with a bunch of SSRs. 😝 But if I were a new player, I think these kinds of videos would help me a lot in deciding which cards to level up to win battles.

So I'm sharing it with anyone who might find it useful as well. 😉

[nynyu92]

Orange

There was a post on twitter asking how Leona would react if someone asked him to peel him an orange. I liked the answer of one of them, it inspired me and I asked if I could draw it.

The only 3 people who could ask Leona though would be Cheka, Grim and maybe Yu. He will totally ignore the others (yes even Epel, he'd be like "how old are you? Do it yourself"). So Cheka. Can work with Grim but Grim will be angry if he ate his part x)).

And still got in mind, I think it was Idia who said it? That Leona got a big mouth... (in Trey's dream, where he ate his part of pie in one bite x))

[utatoners]

i haven't been drawing much... but he's so cute i had to

[m0n4mn0mn0m]

Old Jamil fanart i made last year before my style changed,, sometimes i wish i stuck to this fairy tale style but im glad with what i have now

[lupusbaby]

Say it with me! Wheelchairs aren’t sad! Mobility aids aren’t sad! Mobility aids are instruments of freedom!

[goth-princess-gwennie]

Forgive me if this is inappropriate but

So are

colostomy bags

Diapers

insulin pumps

Oxygen systems

Braces

[cuntpunkop-ed]

catheters

rollators

hearing aids

compression garments

prosthetics

FREEDOM AIDS

[seraph1c-mo0n]

- canes

- service animals

- noise cancelling headphones/ear defenders

- wheelchair attachments

- fidgets

IT’S DISABILITY PRIDE MONTH YALL

BE UNAPOLOGETICALLY DISABLED AND TAKE UP ALL THE SPACE AND TIME YOU NEED!!!!!

[ngestwo]

I have been thinking about this for awhile but I believe "Every Breath You Take" by The Police Is Yan!Rook's theme song. He's definitely the type to stalk Yuu and follow them around. Hell, he already does that canonically. I think as a Yandere, he stalks Yuu not out of pursuit of beauty (but I think that could be one of the reasons) but as an obsession. He thinks about Yuu all day long and would leave gifts outside of Ramshackle for them. When Yuu has any issues, the item needed to fix that is suddenly outside of Ramshackle or inside their bedroom. Rook also collects multiple candid photos of Yuu and has them all stored in some sort of book album that he treasures and treats like his most greatest prize. I think he has the album hidden somewhere so no one from Pomefiore steals it.

OOOHH I've listened to this song from time to time yet I've never noticed how yandere coded the lyrics are???

I love ur mind👀👀👀 Ahh how attentive and romantic Rook is, doing everything to make the prefect's life easier and he does it all for the love of the game 🩷 Now i dont even know where to start because every line of the lyrics could be applied to any kind of scenarios involving him and the prefect aaghd

Personally I like this part: "Oh, can't you see? You belong to me How my poor heart aches With every step you" I like the idea of him becoming desperate as days go by, imagine him looking through the album he created of Yuu. A single tear comes down, and an enamoured sigh saying that line. Not just photos, when Yuu is asleep, he slowly creeps toward them, snips some of their hair, and pastes them to the album. He admires them every night, and he could never get bored! Then just like the line "I dream at night, I can only see your face," after his nightly activities of admiring his collection of Yuu, he sleeps and dreams of them🩷 But even with all of this, it's never enough!!

"I feel so cold, and I long for your embrace. I keep crying, baby, baby, please." One night, he comes to the ramshackle, straight to Yuu's room. He slowly joins them on the bed, but still makes sure not to wake them up. He embraces them, gradually tightening his hold but still remaining careful enough to not get caught. That night, he was the happiest man alive. He gets to embrace his beloved, inhale their scent, and snuggle into their hair. He sheds a single tear (again), if only good things last forever 🩷

[ngestwo]

⊹₊⋆Secrets | Rook Hunt x GN Reader

synopsis — Rook has eyes and ears everywhere, especially when it involves the individual he holds in high regard. His unwavering focus is directed toward the prefect, and he has uncovered a potential romantic interest that they may have. True to his nature as a seeker, Rook is determined to delve deeper into this secret that remains unknown to anyone else at NRC. genre — yandere, slight angst warning — none note — this one is a bit different bc i used minimal lines from the lyrcis and if you want you can always change the other person to another character from other media or smtg ashsshd more works: masterlist

now playing: secrets - the weeknd

As evening approaches, classes have concluded, and various club activities have commenced. The hallways appear quite deserted, save for a solitary figure leaning against one of the open arched windows. The prefect gazes down at the scene below, observing students strolling by or loitering on the school grounds.

While their mind isn't preoccupied with anything specific, their attention is drawn to a particular individual on the lower level. They might believe that no one notices their silent observation, but there is indeed a certain hunter whose gaze remains fixed upon them. From a distance, the Pomefiore huntsman quietly reveals himself in his own distinctive manner.

"Everybody here wants you, mon amour."

The prefect is startled by the sudden voice beside them. There stands Rook, radiating his charm. He greets them with a grand bow, unexpectedly taking their hand near his face, where a gentle kiss is placed. The feel the warmth of this gesture, with their cheeks slightly redened. Although accustomed to his playful antics, his behavior continues to intrigue them. He is indeed a gentleman, yet uniquely so.

“I didn’t mean to strike terror in your heart, mon trickster.” He gazes at them with apologetic eyes, but he can’t help but admire their figure, much like a connoisseur appreciating a fine piece of art, wishing to savor every intricate detail.

"Ah, je dois rester forte. You have a completely unfair effect on my heart rate right now." He strikes a dramatic pose, his hand lingering over his forehead, while the prefect just giggles at his antics.

“Shouldn’t I be the one to say that?” The smile they flash him warms his heart yet again within just a few minutes of their interaction. “You can’t be here just to surprise me, can you?” They lean casually against the window while gazing at the upperclassman.

For what he is known for, Rook has a deep fascination with uncovering the secrets of various individuals at Night Raven College. However, the one person who consistently intrigues him is the very individual standing before him. With their captivating eyes, enchanting smile, and otherworldly charm, he feels as though their secrets keep slipping away from him, despite his relentless efforts to uncover them. The fact that they are an outsider to this world complicates matters, limiting the resources available for his exploration. Yet, he finds endless joy in dedicating every moment to studying them, whether up close or from a distance, day and night. At this point, he won't deny that it has become his obsession.

"And what do you mean by what you said earlier?"

“Certainly, you possess the utmost beauty, whether it be on Sage's Island or at Night Raven College. It is only natural that many admire you.” The prefect smiles sheepishly at the compliment and is unsure how to respond.

"Don't say that when Vil is here." Rook remains unshaken with his declaration.

"Non! You possess a certain charm that no one in this world could hope to replicate, mon trickster."

He's aware that he is not the only one paying close attention to them. Numerous peers, including the fairest housewarden, also have their sights set on the prefect. Rook can only sigh at the thought of having rivals. But it no longer bothers him too much. Rook only smiles, a hint of something darker in his eyes, because he knows a secret—something precious about the prefect that no one else at school could ever uncover.

Today, he is prepared to investigate further into a particular individual who appears to hold great significance in their life. He dares to suggest that it might even be in a romantic context. The idea of someone else taking up space in their heart causes him more pain than being struck by an arrow. Yet, true to his nature as a hunter, he is determined to delve deeper to uncover the truth. Perhaps someday he would deal with that person in his own way.

"There seems to be someone that you pay attention to these days, mon trickster." Each word that came from his mouth felt heavy in their prefect's ears. With confusion etched across their face, they merely tilted their head in response. The hunter maintained an air of calm. This secret, it turns out, encompasses two matters. Though he's willing to take his time dissecting it. But the prefect is no stranger to his unique antics.

"You think so? I don't remember having favorites other than Grim in this school." They keep their casual composure while somewhat challenging Hunt to elaborate more on his assertion. “So, why don’t you tell me which student you believe I have a preference for?”

The prefect is keenly aware of Hunt's deep understanding of individuals... including details that are not meant to be disclosed. Even someone as unique as them isn't immune to his curiosity; in fact, they suspect it only piques his interest further. This is why they often strive to keep a low profile, even though they realize it rarely works. At times, they can't help but wonder what Rook might have discovered about them that they may have unintentionally revealed. They could only wish he remains unaware of their true knowledge of the world they unwillingly got into.

“Ah, there he is.” Both of them turn their attention to the scene on the ground floor, where a group of first-years is engaged in lively conversation. Rook gestures towards a student wearing a Scarabia vest—he has a warm, charming smile adorned with a dimple, and he comes across as thoughtful and diligent. Rook is not wrong. “He is a fine young man. However, I must confess, I believed you were worthy of someone even better, mon trickster.” Though he is mistaken about the reason behind it. The prefect's expression remains flat.

"There is nothing romantic, I assure you." Their eyes stay fixed on the young man from afar. Their heart clenches instead of the opposite. On the other hand, Hunt's focus is entirely on the prefect, a blend of admiration and a quest for concealed hints about their true feelings. If only their heart were solely his.

"May I ask what your heart desires? mon amour."

"He reminds me of someone in my past. Someone I once knew...” Their voice faded, carried away by the wind. The breeze grew louder, almost a song in its intensity. If it weren't for Rook facing them now, they might not have noticed the subtle sadness woven into their words. An idea creeps into Rook's mind. He stands silently behind the prefect, while their attention is occupied by the boy below.

Rook has seen everything and heard everything. During the quiet nights when everyone is asleep, he picks up on the faint cries emanating from the Ramshackle dorm. Occasionally, he hears unfamiliar names, yet one name resonates more frequently than the rest. When fortune smiles upon him, he might find a journal left open on a desk, featuring that same name accompanied by small illustrations. He has glimpsed them before. In theory, he has encountered that other person.

I hear the secrets that you keep, when you're talkin' in your sleep

“Could it be that the person is the same as…?” As the final syllable escaped his lips, time seemed to freeze for just a moment. The prefect turned to Hunt, eyes wide with disbelief. Memories flooded their mind, and a solitary tear rolled down their cheek. Hearing that name from another person felt strange, particularly from someone from a different world who knows nothing of their past. They quickly look away from the hunter and wipe away their tears. Lips quivering.

"I-it's not what it looks like." Soft sniffles escape from them as more tears continue to fall onto the floor. Rook gently wipes away some of the tears with a tissue he quickly retrieved, offering more to them.

"It's just strange." They struggle to articulate their feelings through the tears, but they persist. “It's not like we ever had a relationship, but their face continues to haunt me. It intensified after I encountered that boy who strikingly resembles them.” Turning once more to gaze out the arched window, the tears have finally ceased to flow.

"If only I could've been more direct with my feelings." Hunt gently encircles the prefect with his arms, careful and deliberate. They welcome the embrace, believing he is simply offering comfort. Unbeknownst to them, however, are the dark, piercing eyes he holds. Although his hat casts a shadow over half of his face, a sinister smile lingers.

“Ah, mon amour. Cast aside your worries, for your existence weaves a tapestry richer than you could ever imagine. You are a rare gem, a breeze that whispers life into our weary souls. This moment heralds the dawn of a new tale.” His embrace tightens as he gently brushes his cheek against theirs, followed by a tender kiss on their cheek. “In the dance of the stars, you are fated to find the one whose heart beats in harmony with yours, someone who will treasure you as the most precious of treasures. Trust in destiny’s gentle hand. You are meant to shine here.”

The prefect, enveloped by the warmth of his words, let themselves sink into the embrace, momentarily setting aside the unease that had settled in their heart. As for Rook, there was never a real obstacle in the way; he simply needed to convince the prefect to trust his words and ultimately release their attachment to that other person. However, there are still some people he must handle before he can whisk them away. And they are much more complex than simply cutting them off.

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"je dois rester forte" : "I must stay strong" (i used a translator for this so😭)

[bunnwich]

the most chalant man ever

[deadpowol]

[shwarbage]

the summit ! - jade leech

synopsis: jade leech takes you on a hike. try not to die.

tags: gn! reader (yuu), ur not bad at hiking, jade leech is just crazy, ficlet, fluff, sfw

wc: 1k

For someone who just recently acquired a pair of legs, you are absolutely astounded at Jade Leech's physical capabilities and endurance when it comes to hiking. He’s invited you several times to go with him and you never learn your damn lesson.

“It’s only a few miles” and “It’s a very easy hike, not to worry,” he says. But you’re on mile nine of what he assured you was a three mile hike, your calves are on fire, you’re panting like a dog, and the pit stains on your shirt are probably permanent. Still, Jade blazes on ahead with a jovial skip to his step, unperturbed as the forest tries to strangle the two of you with its array of roots and fern.

Jade Leech, ruler of trails, king of the mountain.

It doesn’t help that you woke up at the ass crack of dawn for this, nor does it help thinking that you still have to walk all the way back down.

Seven you miss plumbing, however shitty it is in Ramshackle.

Jade doesn’t care about taking a piss in the woods while bugs watch. He doesn’t care about the sweat clinging to his body. Actually, he doesn’t seem to be sweating at all.

And yet, you can’t deny that even with the aching exhaustion in your muscles, even with the slick salt on your forehead, even with the tired, wheezing breath fighting its way on every inhale, the forest is undeniably beautiful.

Dapples of light trickle through the branches and, though the sun has surely tried her best, moisture still clings to the big leaves framing the path. The crowded hallways and noisy cafeteria feel like a distant dream. There’s only the sound of your ragged breath and the occasional rustle in a bush that makes your hair stand on end.

Here, you are alone.

Here, you are alive.

The center of a forest brings its own version of peace. Jade’s expression is one of serenity as he puts one step in front of the other, only occasionally pausing to point out some riveting species of mushroom growing from a rotting trunk.

In the most curious of ways, Jade seems at home here.

Maybe being in the center of a forest is like being at the bottom of the ocean. There is nothing - no one. Empty, save for the myriad of creatures who call it home and the sound of your thoughts to keep you company.

A nightmare for the sociable and a paradise for the recluse.

Though Jade walks ahead, he makes sure to stay in your sight. Whenever there’s a fork in the road, or the clear trail becomes fuzzy, he waits for you until you’re side by side before continuing the trek. Upwards and upwards.

At some point, you stop asking how long is left and fall into a rhythm. One foot in front of the other, over and over again.

It’s always when your mind and legs begin to whisper pleas of surrender when Jade calls to you with a smile.

You’ve reached the summit. There for you to reach but never yours to claim.

Sometimes there’s a pool of crisp water, straight from the glaciers. The two of you will peel off your clothes and plunge right in, hypothermia be damned, splashing until you are both shaking from rib-aching laughter and persistent cold.

Jade will hunt down fungi while you eat your granola and down your water and whatever else you’ve packed. Then you’ll lie on the ground wordlessly, enjoying the silence and scenery, until the forest’s little creatures mistake you for a log and Jade comes lumbering back with several poisonous-looking specimens in hand to chase them away.

Sometimes - and it’s not often - there are natural hot springs. Several pools of water, each of a varying temperature, lie in waiting, from scorching hot to lukewarm to ice-cold. Sulfur permeates the air, and the heat makes it difficult to stay in the hotter ones for too long. Your aching muscles gravitate towards the hot ones anyway. Jade is always the first one to notice when you start getting dizzy, pulling you out of the water for a quick breather before your muscles decide they aren’t done quite yet and pull your body right back in.

But this time, it’s just the view.

And what a view it is.

You take Jade’s outstretched hand to climb over that last rock and find the whole world lying in front of you. Every tree a speck, every lake a drop, every road a thread. It reminds you just how small you really are, just how much of the world goes unseen in the distracting minutiae of everyday life.

The air is so clean, so pure, it’s as if you’re breathing for the very first time. You and Jade take a simultaneous inhale, eyes closed and arms stretched out over your heads as if to pluck the clouds from the sky.

At Jade’s insistence and reassurance, the two of you take a seat at the very edge with your feet dangling off the mountainside. Then you swap snacks. Trail mix for beef jerky, apples for carrots, crackers for chips. You never quite feel it’s a fair trade though…

You don’t know how long the two of you sit there, staring at the wide expanse before you, but you try to take in the moment and push away the dread that tries to creep in, insisting that a few hours from now, you will be back at Night Raven College. Back to staggering amounts of schoolwork and restless nights fraught with strange dreams.

The school is surrounded by woods but it’s never the same. It’s never like this.

Time slips its way past and Jade turns to you, opening his mouth to say something. But as he sees that all-too-familiar look in your eyes, he closes it with a smooth smile.

Jade puts his hand over yours and the two of you look out to the horizon together.

Let’s stay a little while longer.

Just a little while longer.

[galacticproblems]

Quick lil Rook sketch and color because the new event looks adorable

[ngestwo]

⊹₊⋆ Make You Mine (Jamil Viper x GN Reader)

a/n: this one is longer than i thought. I hope I didn't mischaracterize him asdjag i just think he's more than what meets the eye. BTW don't ask me if the sprained ankle part doesnt make sense 😭💀 featuring Ace cw: yandere, no nsfw, Ace fell down and got hurt (not big injury dw)

now playing: madison beer - make you mine

As the clock slowly approaches afternoon, Jamil’s History of Magic class comes to an end. While this subject may not excite the Scarabia Vice, it serves as a decent conclusion to his day.

It was a day like any other for him. Jamil strolled leisurely, yawning, until he caught sight of a certain admired figure making their way into the library. His heart skipped, noticing the prefect. Jamil quickly yet quietly hides behind the wall, watching them intently. Ever since the Overblot incident in Scarabia, the long-haired boy has been somewhat avoidant of the prefect due to his anxiety over their perception of him. His behavior while under the influence of the black ink felt uncharacteristic, leaving him ashamed to be near them. Yet, despite everything, the prefect has consistently shown him kindness, which offers a bit of comfort but also raises his caution due to the confusing feelings stirring within him.

I wanna feel, wanna taste, wanna get you going.

Jamil senses something unusual, to his words, about the prefect—not just their generous heart that forgives so easily or the endless compliments they shower on his cooking that he secretly basks in. One thing is certain: he often finds himself watching them from a distance, almost with a sense of longing if he dares to admit it. And it's not something he can control either. From their warm smiles to the gentle shoulder touches during conversations, what’s truly remarkable is how the prefect seems to sense when he has thoughts jumbled in his mind waiting to be poured out. In those moments, they approach him, allowing him to express his thoughts freely, without any judgment from them.

Jamil finds himself captivated, even from afar. His dark hues fixated on the prefect's figure from afar. Although he feels it's uncharacteristic of him to crave their attention, compliments, and just their presence, his desire for it grows stronger. All his feelings were veiled under his elusive demeanor and poker face.

Step inside my mind, you can see the shrine got you on my walls, believe it.

Though over time, his observant gaze became aware that he wasn't the only one captivated by the prefect's presence. This included Kalim, which only heightened his irritation. He had always been aware of the special treatment the white-haired boy gave to the prefect at his parties. Next to Kalim, another boy came to mind, one he found somewhat bothersome in his competition for the prefect's attention. To his surprise, speak of the devil, Hearyslabyul's Ace Trappola approached the prefect before they could enter the library.

Initially, Jamil considered leaving the two, thinking it was none of his concern. However, when he overheard Trappola mention the prefect to come along to his basketball practice, he decided to stay. From a distance, Ace asked the prefect if he could watch him practice that afternoon, though the prefect hesitated due to their homework for the following day. Observing closely while listening, Jamil noticed a faint blush creeping up Ace's ears, which made him roll his eyes slightly. After a few minutes of conversation, they reached a decision: the prefect would come to Ace's practice the next day. This piqued Jamil's interest and set his mind racing with thoughts.

‧₊˚✩彡

As the long-awaited day arrived, Jamil stepped into the gymnasium clad in his clubwear. A few members were already present, preparing for the activities ahead; however, the two who frequently caught his reprimands had yet to show up. More crucially, the prefect was still absent. He settled onto one of the benches, placing his duffle bag beside him. Dressed in his gear, Jamil fixed his gaze on the entrance. It wasn't long before Floyd and Ace entered, along with the highly anticipated prefect who finally made an appearance. His eyes soften, almost as if calling for the prefect to approach him instead of the two.

Baby, don't be scared, want you everywhere. Catch you if you fall, I mean it.

The coach has arrived, signaling the start of the match. As the prefect approaches to greet him and take a seat on the bench, he savors the brief moment of their proximity. Though he hesitantly rises to join his team, he doesn’t forget to give a small wave before continuing on to reunite with the others. The prefect's smile in response warmed his heart, thus giving him a boost of energy. With that, the game begins, and the atmosphere becomes charged with competition.

I wanna feel the rush. I wanna taste the crush, I wanna get you going.

Throughout the game, Jamil noticed that Ace kept glancing at the prefect, hoping to garner attention for his antics. This behavior annoyed Jamil, as he found Ace's attempts to show off far from subtle. Furthermore, it distracted him from focusing on the game, so the prefect could watch him instead. To teach Ace a lesson, Jamil decided to play a little trick. Stealthily, he used his signature magic to establish eye contact with a member of the rival team, manipulating the situation to his advantage. As a result, the poor Heartslabyul first-year became Jamil's puppet, causing him to bump into Ace rather forcefully.

The collision was quite severe, causing Ace to tumble to the floor, resulting in a sprained ankle. Hunched over in pain, he found it odd that the student who bumped into him was a newcomer to the club. However, his thoughts were quickly interrupted by the discomfort he was experiencing. As a result of this incident, the game was halted, and the coach, along with Floyd, assisted Ace to the infirmary. The prefect stood up, ready to follow, but their progress was halted when Jamil grasped their arm.

See it in my eyes, how they never lie. Just a little bite, are you dreamin'?

The prefect quickly shifts their gaze to Jamil, only to find themselves confronted by swirling red orbs. Their body comes to an abrupt stop, frozen in place, as their eyes turn red under the influence of the Snake Charmer.

Closer I get. Can you resist? It's relentless. It's why.

Jamil steps closer to the prefect, extending his hand to gently touch their cheek. With a tender caress, his eyes, though still tinged with red, convey an indescribable fondness. If only he could savor this closeness with the prefect every day, free from any interruptions. Unfortunately, this is just one of the fleeting moments he can seize.

"I wanna lay you down, wanna string you out, wanna make you mine."

[ngestwo]

⊹₊⋆All I Did Was Dream of You | Jack Howl x GN Reader

synopsis — Jack was torn about his feelings for the prefect. He realized that eventually, they would part ways, and the thought of that alone was simply overwhelming for him. He considered pushing them away, but a certain event pushed him to his limits. He finally understood what he needed to do. genre — yandere warning — none note — sooo i found out that the song was actually abt longing for a past relationship after im done writing the whole thing,,,, but i hope it still makes sense w the plot 😭 more works: masterlist

now playing: all i did was dream of you - beabadoobee, the marías

The campus hallways buzzed with students strolling out of their classes. Some walked in groups, chatting animatedly while carrying their bags.

"Hey, did you hear about what happened to that third year?"

"Is it that guy from Savannaclaw?"

"Yeah, the marks on his leg are brutal! But what's weird is that no one can identify what bit him."

"It happened at night, didn't it? That's what I heard."

"Right, that's why he couldn't tell what it was."

"Shouldn't we be worried about this?"

“I heard that when others were there, even during the same time, nothing dangerous happened.”

"Well, I just hope whatever lurks out there at night won't target us next!"

‧₊˚✩彡

Howl swiftly departs from campus after his last class, his heart pounding with an intensity only he can feel. On days when there are no club activities, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to the path that leads past the Ramshackle dorm. This routine emerged without him even realizing it; it's as if his very being is compelled to ensure the prefect is safe.

He remains blissfully unaware of just how fiercely protective he can become when they are near. Howl might tell himself it's just a simple crush, but the truth is far more complex and consuming. On occasions when they aren’t in the same class as him, he might make an excuse to visit the restroom just to confirm their presence in class. If Ace and Deuce weren't glued to their side, he would undoubtedly be much more territorial.

Now, as he stands directly before the gates of Ramshackle, the building looks deserted from the outside. The lights are off, indicating that the prefect hasn't returned yet. He remains in place until he hears footsteps approaching from behind. Turning around, he spots the prefect and Grim just arriving home. Their eyes light up with joy at the sight of him, while his tail wags instinctively.

Please, all I did was dream of you

As the sky takes on a yellow hue and the gentle rustling of leaves fills the air, a few strands of the prefect's hair fall across their face. Their gaze locks onto the other, and in that moment, his heart begins to melt.

Swimming in my mind again, wanting to waste time again

But the uncertainty is what keeps him from going too far. He knows that one day the prefect must return to their own world, but the idea of them leaving—especially leaving him—feels utterly unbearable. If he truly loves something, should he let it go? The very thought twists his heart.

There were moments he considered pushing them away, but he always found himself drawn back, unable to resist the gravitational pull they exerted on him. He wants to be happy for them when that day comes, but the thought of not having them by his side makes it impossible.

"Didn't expect to run into you here, Jack. Wanna come along?" Jack ponders for a minute and finally accepts the invitation.

"Yeah, sure."

‧₊˚✩彡

While Grim insists on resting inside first before joining, the prefect and Jack sit beneath a tree in the small clearing in front of the dormitory yard. Surrounded by scattered notes and books, both individuals are engrossed in their studies, diligently working on assignments for the following day's classes. Jack silently looks toward the prefect.

Ease, always so easy with you

As their eyes meet, the prefect shares a smile with him and breaks the silence.

“I'm really glad you're here, Jack. Having a study buddy makes me happy.” Howl smiles gently, relieved that those two Heartslabyul troublemakers aren't trailing them today. It’s rare for him to have some time alone with the prefect, so he truly values this moment.

I don't have to think, pour another drink

Despite the assignments, there are moments like these when he can simply unwind without overthinking. With the prefect by his side, he senses that time flows almost slowly, and he finds himself wishing it would just come to a halt in this serene moment.

“Ah, we can take a break now. I’m almost done, too. How about you?” At this, Howl halts his writing. He reaches for the box of juice they brought from indoors and pours it into two glasses. He hands them a glass, which they happily accept, playfully clinking their glasses together.

And I want it all the time

"I'm with you. Let's just chill for the meantime." The gentle whisper of the wind creates a soothing backdrop, enhancing the comforting ambiance. As the sky transitions to a rich purple hue, they close their notes and take in the breathtaking scenery. Surrounded by the soft sounds of the breeze, they both savor the peaceful silence. Jack glances back at the prefect, contemplating whether he should voice his concerns.

While I'm yours and you are mine

"You look like you have something to say. Wanna talk it out?" His tail once again wags in excitement; he tries his best to remain cool, but the prefect notices and giggles at the sight. Howl takes a deep breath and stares at the sky.

Going steady till we lie, high at sunrise

“Have you ever experienced a sense of uncertainty about your feelings or, like, struggled to express them? Yet, when your heart guides you on how to respond, it simply feels right to follow that instinct.”

All I wanted was to see

The prefect blinks twice while facing him, still pondering how to reply to such a deep question, carefully dissecting it internally. "Well, that's a lot of words to think about." Both of them break into a laugh, further lightening the mood.

Everything you see in me

The conversation shifted to a more relaxed tone, as the tension from earlier seemed to dissipate. “You know,” the prefect continued after a moment, “I think everyone goes through that at some point. It’s like, sometimes you just have to trust your heart, even if it feels confusing at first.”

Everything I wanna be, high at sunrise

Jack feels a sense of satisfaction with the prefect's understanding of his concerns; however, he is once again reminded that they will eventually part ways. This thought weighs on his heart, making it feel a bit heavier. He locks his gaze onto the prefect's eyes as they hum in response.

Stay, stay or just leave me be

“No, please.” They gaze at him, a blend of curiosity and concern evident in their eyes as they hear his quiet plea. Gently, they take hold of his hand.

“Stay.” Jack grips their hand tightly. “Don’t leave me be.”

‧₊˚✩彡

Howl returns to his dormitory after the time spent with the prefect. As he reaches his door and rummages through his bag for his keys, he notices a figure approaching him with a casual stride. A soft laugh echoes from behind.

"Shyeheehee. Don't play coy, Jack. I know you’re the one responsible for that.” Howl glances sideways at the hyena beastfolk behind him, unsure of how Bucchi discovered the truth and uninterested in uncovering the details. To him, this belongs to the past. Jack simply lets out a sigh.

"I didn't know what got to me. But one thing is certain: I don’t want him to get ahead and ask the prefect out. The thought of him with the prefect… it utterly disgusts me.” His fists clench tightly at the thought, while the hyena merely smirks.

“Ah, so you caught that conversation back in the changing room too,” Ruggie chuckles. “No worries, I won’t be telling anyone about it." He eyes the first year's back with his lazy look. He knows he himself is no better than he. "'Cuz I’d probably do the same.”

Bucchi nonchalantly turns away and walks off. “Well, whatever. Just keep doing your thing.” Jack shifts his eyes from the boy, then back to his door. He eventually grabs his key and enters his room as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

[briarfaerie]

୨୧ Soft moments with Leona

“You sleeping?” You peered into Leona’s room to see him lying down, face first into his bed.

“What do you think?” He sarcastically muttered.

You rolled your eyes before making your way in, shutting the door behind you before sitting down on the edge of his bed, watching the mattress dip with your weight.

You absentmindedly twirl the fur at the end of his tail while the two of you sit in silence. He never really minded your touch, even before you two started dating. It was always soft—your touch. Whenever you ruffled his hair, played with the fur at the end of his tail—just as you were doing now. Or played with his ears, although that was something you rarely did before the two of you started dating. You’d been made aware just how sensitive beastmen’s ears were.

“Sleep well?” You looked up from the little patch of fur on his tail that you were distracting yourself messing with to look at his face smushed against his pillow.

“Still tired.”

“Want some company? Or should I let you rest?”

You and him both already knew the answer, there was no point in even asking. No point in responding either. All he did was push himself lightly off the bed, lifting his arm up as a silent gesture to squeeze in there. And you did just that, tucking your face into his chest, taking in his scent.

“Should’ve came earlier,” he sighed against the top of your head.

“I had class. Maybe you should try going to those?” You tease.

“Took that class last year.”

“And failed.”

“Because I wasn’t trying.”

“Maybe try then?”

“Maybe stop talking?” He repeated in the same cadence.

It was all light hearted, really.

Surprisingly, or perhaps not, you’d never really gotten in any fights or disagreements with one another. He had no problem with admitting his own faults with you. Even when he was in the right, he’d let you have that win. He liked seeing you happy. What a softie.

You lifted an arm up to softly pet your boyfriend’s ears. You learned a little trick that always eased his tension, making him all sleepy and cuddly. Even made him purr too—

He nestled his face in closer towards your neck now.

“Feel good?” you cooed.

“Mmm,” he just hummed a response before pulling you in closer towards his body.

God, you loved how warm he was. His body was like a furnace. All the better for cuddling.

“I love you, you know?” his words muffled between your neck and shoulder.”

“Yeah, I know. I love you too.” You hummed, all content-like.

a/n: omg i haven’t written anything for twst in a minute. i’ll do better on that🙂‍↕️ anyways here a little drabble with Leona. he’s such a cutie i love him actually.

©briarfaerie 2026

[lunat1cc]

Attempt to draw rook in the old Disney style lol

[lordichamo]

someone MUST'VE done this before but i couldn't help myself

[venuscrashed]

Thinking about Sebek who would rather die then tell you he likes you.

Lovestruck!Sebek who tells more with his actions than his words. At least he can’t filter out what he says but when he acts he reveals more than he wants. Standing a bit too close, always stepping in between you and danger, even making sure you’re taking care of yourself. He cares that much, a bit too much.

Lovestruck!Sebek who subtly changes his routine to be with you more. Waking up earlier to train and get ready just so he can rush over to Ramshackle to walk you to class. Walking a bit faster to take you to lunch and back to the dorm. Even changing what time he does homework just so he can “help” you with yours.

Lovestruck!Sebek who doesn’t need to say anything to let his family know about his crush. Lilia notices it from his rigid posture and red ears whenever he’s near you. Which ends up with Lilia telling his mom who tells his dad who essentially tells all his clients about in passing during appointments. He’s embarrassed when he goes home for holidays and his neighbor from around the corner asks about you…

Lovestruck!Sebek who leaves little gifts for you at the advice from his family. His mom says homemade gifts but Lilia and Malleus say gestures. Which ends up with you having a brand new scarf and a newly built heater system at ramshackle all in one weekend. He’s exhausted but at least he’s taking care of you!

Lovestruck!Sebek who uses you as motivation to do better! He ends up studying more, training more, and even being closer so he can take care of you now and in the future. If he can prove himself as a decent partner now then he’ll definitely be a better one in the future!

Lovestruck!Sebek who gets jealous whenever another guy tries to advance on you. He pulls you back the moment the guys opens his mouth and starts yelling at him about manners and indecency. It always ends up with Sebek too mad to even talk to you normally or leave your side. You always have to end up comforting him…”

Lovestruck!Sebek who ends up confessing to you near the end of the school year. Not by choice but because he had to. He doesn’t know when he’s going to see you or if he will over the summer. So he rushes over to ramshackle and practically breaks your door down with how agressive his knocking is before yelling out a “I like you!” Followed by a long speech.

Lovestruck!Sebek who doesn’t know what to do when you laugh and admit you knew he liked you. His ears go red and he stutters for a bit before freezing when you hug him. Slowly, he melts before finally hugging you back with a muttered “this is improper” but never lets go.

Lovestruck!Sebek who finally won you.