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Same person, different names, and white haired that's braided(heard online that arlecchino might have hidden braid we didn't see)
The rulers of evil, white haired, unhinged Manics, otherwise known as my type of person.
Yesterday when I was at work I suddenly thought of a really funny honkai star rail idea. One involving the normalized yandere au.
You know how Nanook thought that existence is a mistake and decided to destroy everything? Well imagine they saw yanderes and were so disgusted that they decided they had to completely destroy everything to do with them.
They don't care that much about darlings but feel such hatred for yanderes that they actively encourage darlings to kill they're yanderes. Nanook hates yanderes and are so disgusted by them that they want to destroy everything they've ever breathed on. They hate everyone but hate yanderes so much it looks like they like darlings.
Yanderes:existing
Nanook: brother ewwwwwwww
Asat Pramad just straight up hands you a gun and is like; go kill the yanderes, then takes a selfie with you, then leaves.
Celenova is disgusted by her past self when she followed the harmony and now aims to kill ever last yandere and all there possessions. She may or may not give you an immunity to tuning as she freaking hates it
Archforger is trying to eliminate the IPC as they're the biggest yandere supports but can't freaking find them and is so frustrated. At one point they look you dead in the eye and tell you to go on a killing spree in the IPC. Do what they can't do
Phantylia sees lans ideology of 'hunt down your darling until they give up' and rolls her eyes. She teamed up with the abundance to torture yanderes the way they torture their darlings.
Zephyro hates the dark, he sees the darkness in all yanderes hearts and wants to wipe them off the face of existence. Washes his eyes(if he has them?) When he sees one.
( MY DRAFT FREAKING DIED-)
Anyways hereâs part two, and yâall scare me. Iâve never had anyone react so happy to a silly ramble. My asks are open as Iâm happy to write more about this au!!
Also Iâm currently reading the manga and novels. So my characterization is based off that!! And from what Iâve seen in other fics.
TW: Yandere tendencies, stalking, and references to a neglectful pack.
ma bichette = my little doe
This is legit x2
Canât help but think about a cliche abo au of twst. Where the reader is an omega which is rare in their universe.
With the slight twist of the omega not being dainty. Where in their world is unattractive but to the people of twst. Itâs highly attractive. After all, omegas needed to be strong to help protect pups and keep their alphas in line.
TW: lowkey suggestive things, Yandere material, implied minor character death.
This is legit
TWST Story idea (9)
Warning: inhumane treatment and view, abuse, human trafficking, obsession.
Twisted Wonderland, where non-magical people do not exist.
Imagine how NRC looked upon Yuu, the first non-magical human to ever exist. It was like seeing an exotic animal, the only one of its kind.
Yuu is not a being with a thinking mind, but an animal with no brain in the eyes of Twisted Wonderland. Seeing how Yuu reacts to the world with barely any knowledge only cements this fact.
Prefect? What a joke. Yuu is the Headmaster and the Housewardens' pet.
Yuu'll do the errands, Yuu'll be the scapegoat for every blame, a doll to be dressed and shown off, a frog to be dissected, a plushie to be cuddled and torn apart, a lion in a circus, doing tricks it abhors by the ringmaster.
Yuu can scream and threaten and hurt them and risk dying, but it's alright, Yuu are their beloved pet. It's nothing but a mild tantrum. Yuu will calm down soon anyway. It's always like that, and if not, a few rough handlings will do the trick. If the most vicious, unruly dogs can learn to behave and be obedient, so can Yuu.
Even if Yuu had become the most ugliest thing molded by their hands, Yuu will still be loved. Isn't that wonderful?
The others caught wind of this. The Royal Sword Academy wanted to see this non-magical thing, amazed and then astounded at their condition that is akin to an abused and leashed dog. Their kind and gentle hearts could never bear to see Yuu in such situation.
They wanted to sweep Yuu off their feet, ride on a white horse like a knight in shining armor, and place them in RSA where they will watch over Yuu and take care of their needs.
Rollo Flamm of the Noble Bell College, who dreamt that the world will be better without magic, began to show interest, obsessively so. It grew worse when he saw the state Yuu is in, proving that magic is indeed evil, and thus, bringing his hatred for magic to further heights.
He would find ways to meet, observe, and transfer Yuu to their college under the guise of 'justice'.
The Playful Land would prepare for the arrival of a new puppet. They'll put a stage for Yuu to stand on, dress them prettily, and handle them gently like precious goods. The spotlight is on Yuu, smile. Yuu willâis loved. The money bid on them will be the proof.
Fellow Honest stood back, Gidel hidden behind him. He would save Yuu, but at what cost? He couldn't save himself nor Gidel from this place.
It does not stop there. It spreads, people around the world would flock to NRC to see this precious, unique little thing by the name of Yuu.
Royalties and those who have money wanted to buy or demanded them to show up so they can see Yuu up close. Reporters would barged NRC daily and so on.
Getting kidnapped, harassed and no privacy is part of the norm.
How would Yuu ever break free and return home?
Finally finished and on time!
â§Reader is mainly based on my own personalityâ§
"()" is for if the situation applies to you so reader can still reflect anyone
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You began to realize you were having another one of those strange dreams. You were back in the rose garden. The Queen of Hearts was holding a rose bush above her headŮŤ threateningly. MeanwhileŮŤ who you assumed to be the King was cowering by her side and a little girl was bowing at her feet.
"For painting my roses redŮŤ someone will lose their head!" The Queen shrieked.
A Three of clubs dropped to his knees next to the little girlŮŤ paintbrush still in his handŮŤ and began to pleadŮŤ "Y-your MajestyŮŤ if anyone's to blameŮŤ it's him!"
The Two of clubsŮŤ who the Three accusedŮŤ dropped to his knees on the other side of the girl and began to point at the card soldier next to him. "Have mercyŮŤ Your Grace. It was the Ace!"
"So it was YOUŮŤ" Her Majesty yelled.
"GahŮŤ noŮŤ it was the Two!" The Ace wailedŮŤ the bucket of paint dumped over his head.
"Then he will payŮŤ" she demanded.
"It was the ThreeŮŤ I say!" The Two began to switch his story.
"Enough of this. Off with ALL their heads!"
"Ooooooooh! Yaaaaay!" The other card soldiers all cheered as the original three were dragged away. The Queen only giggledŮŤ as if their death sentences were mere punchlines.
"A fitting end. ColorŮŤ you can't mendŮŤ" chanted a Two of diamonds.
"Everyone knows the roses should be redŮŤ" a Three of spaded stated.
The King tugged on his wife's dress. "I-isn't that a bit too harshŮŤ Dear? T-they're just roses..."
"Do you believe to know better than me?" The Queen had questionedŮŤ sounding as if she were scolding a child. She began patted his cheek. "If you were in chargeŮŤ this whole kingdom would fall to ruinŮŤ my poor King."
Just like thatŮŤ the dream ended.
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"___ŮŤ wake up." You woke up in your bed to Deuce sat at your side. He was gently shaking you so you'd wake up. "The unbirthday party's today. If we're lateŮŤ wellŮŤ you know..."
You began to yawn as you sat up. You didn't realize Grim had been asleep on your chest until you sat up and he fell into your lap with a groan. A murmured "sorry" unconsciously left your lips as you began to stretch. On the other side of youŮŤ Ace was still asleep next to youŮŤ arm haphazardly wrapped around your waist.
"AceŮŤ wake up." You swatted at him. He only grumbled. You looked at DeuceŮŤ who only shrugged. You both ended up working together to push him off the bed so he'd wake up. SurprisinglyŮŤ it worked.
"What the hell?!" Ace let out a loud groan. His complaints were quickly overshadowed by the sound of knocking coming from the front door.
"It sounds like you have a visitorŮŤ" Deuce notedŮŤ also ignoring Ace's whining. You both started heading to answer the doorŮŤ barely waiting for the other two.
DownstairsŮŤ you and Deuce opened the front door to an overly cheerful Cater. It was way too early for this.
"Good mooorning! Did you all enjoy your sleepover? Did you bond over pillow fights and card games?" Cater enthusiastically questioned.
"OhŮŤ good morningŮŤ CaterŮŤ" Ace greetedŮŤ finally joining you in the land of the awake downstairs. Grim followed right behind him. "We did play some cardsŮŤ yeah. But only Old MaidŮŤ cause that was the only one Grim knew how to play." He sighed.
"And I still got the old maid every timeŮŤ dang it!" Grim fussed as he scampered over to you.
"Let's just say Grim doesn't have a very good poker faceŮŤ" Deuce musedŮŤ getting a chuckle out of Cater.
"WellŮŤ you should get one of the tarts we made yesterday and go apologize to Riddle. And you should probably hurryŮŤ because after the trouble yesterdayŮŤ we're a little short-handed." Cater's enthusiasm seemed to deflate at the memory.
"What does that mean?" Ace asked.
"Don't worry. I've totes got it under control. AnywayŮŤ off to the party we go!" Cater perked back up.
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All of you ended up walking to Heartslabyul together. The way there was pretty lively due to all the conversation going on in your little group. Once you all arrivedŮŤ everyone stopped right in front of the dorm entrance.
"AlrightŮŤ so I'll hand over the tart and say I'm sorryŮŤ thenâ" Ace was cut off.
"HeyŮŤ it's about time I got back! Good to see me!" Was that another Cater?!
"And me! Looking good as alwaysŮŤ me!" The one that was originally with you had replied.
"Bwuh?!"
"Th-there're two Caters?!" Deuce yelped.
"Are you guys identical twins?!" Ace started to mentally grab at straws.
"Nope. Don't have any brothersŮŤ" the first Cater answered. "What I DO have is my signature spellŮŤ Split Card. It lets me make magic duplicates of myself."
"This must be how Cater kept coming after we beat him over and over again yesterday..." Deuce realized.
"Welcome homeŮŤ sweeeeeties." A third Cater?!
"Good to see youŮŤ ___!" A forth one popped out and pinched your cheek affectionately.
The second one bent down to your eye level. "You're late! I was worried sick!" You were starting to get claustrophobic. Maybe even CaterphobicŮŤ too.
"Bwah! There's more of them?" Ace practically shouted.
"J-S-Y-KŮŤ I'm actually the real CaterŮŤ" the secondŮŤ well realŮŤ one notified. "Making these duplicates is suuuper exhaustingŮŤ so I can't maintain them for long. AnywayŮŤ if we're lateŮŤ heads will roll. And since we're several people shortŮŤ we'll need your help. But when this is overŮŤ I promise I'll take you straight to Riddle."
"WhatŮŤ MORE roses?" Grim whinedŮŤ and you silently agreed. What kind of host makes their guests help set up?!
"And here we go again!" Ace grumbled.
"Get the lead outŮŤ peeps! We need to get started!" The originally Cater cheered in an attempt to get you four hyped up to paint more roses. None of you were feeling it. "OkayŮŤ mes! Split up and get to painting this yard red!" The rest of the Cater copies quickly got to work. "As for you freshmenŮŤ you'll be sticking with me and my roses."
"I'm so over doing this the hard way..." Ace grumbled under his breath. You didn't pity him. Like thisŮŤ you wouldn't be the only one forced to physically paint them.
"Whining won't get it done. Buckle down already." Deuce got out his magical pen as he scolded Ace.
You were careful not to get any of the paint on you while doing the roses. You still felt fearful you'd contract tetanus or something by contact alone. Cater tried to "help" you again a couple timesŮŤ but you threatened to splash the paint on him. In turnŮŤ he would back away with his hands up in a surrender motion.
You noticed Deuce heavily panting once you were all done. "WellŮŤ this is going better than before."
"Looking good!" Cater praised your group's hard work before checking the time on his phone. "OohŮŤ it's almost time! OkayŮŤ all you sexy body doublesŮŤ that's a wrap!"
"Aye-ayeŮŤ Cay-Cay!" Now that their job was doneŮŤ the Cater copies disappeared.
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Everyone silently stood at once the sound of a trumpet was heard. A boyŮŤ soon afterŮŤ began to loudly declareŮŤ "All hail our leaderŮŤ the red sovereign himself...Housewarden Riddle!"
At the announcementŮŤ Riddle entered the garden and sat on the throne with Trey following right behind him. The rest of the dorm's students began to chant in returnŮŤ "We salute youŮŤ Houswarden Riddle!"
"Hmٍ the garden roses are redٍ the tablecloths are white⌠This seems a proper unbirthday indeed." Riddle seemed perfectly content with the decorations. "Is there a dormouse asleep in the teapotٍ as there should be?
"Of course. And should it become necessaryŮŤ we've also prepared the jam to spread on its noseŮŤ" Trey replied.
"Very good."
"Myah! Those are some fancy duds!" Grim was looking around at everyone's outfits. They were all pretty fancy looking with everyone dressed so similarly.
"Those are Heartslabyul dorm clothesŮŤ" Cater had explained. "Aren't they fierce? At the forefront of fashionŮŤ and they look great on Magicam."
He took out his magical pen and used it cast a spell to change into his dorm clothes. "One of the Queen's rules mandates formal dress on party days. As a show of kindness from a beloved mentorŮŤ I'll help coordinate your outfits." Cater cast another spell which caused AceŮŤ DeuceŮŤ and your outfits to change. It even changed Grim's ribbon into one that matched.
"Whoa!" Deuce took a step back and looked down at his new clothes.
For onceŮŤ Ace gave him a genuine compliment. "Lookin' sharp!"
"Myah! So cool!" Grim was also quite pleased with his outfit.
"How do I look?" You gave a little spin of your own clothes. HonestlyŮŤ your outfit was really cute. You wouldn't give the evil ginger the satisfaction of knowing you felt that wayŮŤ though.
"Y-you look pretty niceŮŤ tooŮŤ I guess." Ace put a hand on the back of his neck. He seemed almost like he was unable to look at you. His cheeks also looked as if they could match the red of the roses.
"Y-yeahŮŤ you look...cute..." Deuce had a soft smileŮŤ but he avoided meeting your gaze. His cheeks had a vivid tint of red on themŮŤ as well.
"Of course my henchhuman does! Their looks are almost on par with their master!" Grim's praise seemed a bit too sided. It was probably the highest praise in his own mindŮŤ though.
Cater had begun to squish your cheeks in his hand. His hold made it near impossible to pull away. "I just knew that it'd look good on you! Great SevenŮŤ you're just so adorable in just about anything I could dress you inŮŤ though!"
He eventually relentedŮŤ only after nuzzling into your hair (if you have hair ig đ¤ˇââď¸). "NowŮŤ let's tear this party up! And don't forget to give Riddle the tartŮŤ" Cater reminded.
You soon noticed Riddle looking over at you. You gave him a wave and a warm smile as a silent greeting. In returnŮŤ he waved you over to him. You quietly snuck away from the four with you and over to Riddle. He motioned for you to sit next to him once you got nearŮŤ which you gratefully complied. Riddle looked much more visibly relaxed now that you had joined him.
"How are you enjoy the unbirthday partyŮŤ so far?" He had a small smile as he began to speak with you.
"It's amazing!" You beamed. Everything looked so beautiful that it seemed like a live painting. And the treats smelled as if you were in a world famous bakery. You could probably thank Trey for that one.
"I'm so gladŮŤ" Riddle repliedŮŤ his tone much softer compared to when he was speaking with Trey. "And if I mayŮŤ you look rather lovely dressed in that attire."
You happily thanked him before explaining how Cater picked it out. The slight irritation in his expression at the mention of Cater choosing how to dress you went unnoticed by you. Riddle took something out of his pocket and pinned it to your clothes. It was a small crown pendant; one that looked like a smaller version of his own.
"With thisŮŤ others will know you be able to tell you were personally invited by myself and to not give you any troubleŮŤ" he explained. You thanked himŮŤ causing him to look him look rather proud of himself. "Simply think of it as a gift from Heartslabyul House. It would greatly please me to know you saw yourself as just another member of this dorm."
You guessed that he probably hadn't noticed he was blushing. How sweet. You began to think he must not have anyone to give gifts to all that often. He did seem to be a bit of a loner due to how strict he was. Deep downŮŤ you weren't all to upset about getting free gifts. You would never admit that out loud though.
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After a while of chatting togetherŮŤ Riddle stood up to make an announcement.
"Before we begin the croquet tournamentŮŤ let us make a toast. Does everyone have their teacups?" You looked around the table for a teacup until Riddle handed you one with an amused smile. "On this most significantly auspicious of daysŮŤ I bid all in attendanceâŚa very merry unbirthday!"
"To a very merry unbirthday!" The whole garden cheered together.
Ace started to approach after Riddle sat back downŮŤ tart in hand.
"UhŮŤ housewardenŮŤ sir..." You could tell that Ace was doing his best not to look nervousŮŤ so you gave him a smile in encouragement. You were finally gonna get him out of your bed space! You were probably more excited then he was.
"AhŮŤ it's you. The tart theifŮŤ" Riddle observed.
Ace didn't seem all to bothered at the name and just kept talking. "YeahŮŤ soŮŤ I wanted to apologize for eating that tart. We made you a new tart to replace it."
"Hmm? And what kind of tart is it?" Riddle seemed genuinely intrigued to hear.
"I'm so glad you asked! It's a chestnut tartŮŤ and I swearŮŤ we weren't stingy with the chestnuts." Ace was practically beaming with pride now. You felt like a mama bird watching her chicks fly for the first time. They learn manner so fast. WellŮŤ you did start hammering it into all three of those morons last night just to make sure they didn't get you involved from offending the wrong people again.
"A CHESTNUT tart?!" Riddle shouted in fury. The sudden yelling made you jump.
"What?!" Ace nearly gasped in shock.
"The Queen of Hearts's rule 562: 'One must never bring a chestnut tart to an unbirthday tea partyŮŤ'" Riddle recited. Was he serious? "This is an utterly flagrant rule violation! Do you understand what you've done?! You ruined an otherwise perfect unbirthday!" So he was serious. You could understand his punishments for Ace up until now. But bringing a certain flavor of tart was that terrible?! No way!
The others were also rightfully shocked. You were the one to ask the question you all were wondering. "You have all of these memorized?"
"There are 810 rules in allŮŤ and as housewardenŮŤ I can of course recite each and every one of themŮŤ" Riddle stated. Cater and Trey began whispering to each otherŮŤ but you couldn't hear about what. "As housewarden of a dorm established to honor the Queen of Hearts's rigorŮŤ I cannot ignore this. Destroy the offending tart immediately! Then throw out these rulebreakers out of the dorm!" Riddle didn't seem to be referring to you as one of those "rulebreakers." He even put a hand on your head as if he were making sure you stayed seated.
"WhoaŮŤ hold up! Is that one of your rules too?!" Ace was completely exasperatedŮŤ and rightfully so.
"Yeah! If you want the tart goneŮŤ let me eat it!" Grim demandedŮŤ stubbornly crossing his arms.
"HousewardenŮŤ allow me to apologize. I was the one who suggested making a chestnut tartŮŤ" Trey apologized.
âI was apart of that too. We had no idea there was a rule about it!" Cater admitted his role in it as well.
"The making of the tart is not the issue. The issue is bringing it HERE. Today. THAT is the transgression!" Riddle seemed to be fuming.
"How can you be so mean after weâ he worked so hard?" You corrected yourselfŮŤ trying to make Ace look better so he could be forgiven. Riddle's determination seemed to flicker for a moment at your words.
"Yeah! All you do is cite one stupid rule after another! You sound totally foolish!" Riddle's resolve noticeably strengthened a tenfold at Ace's outburst.
"What did you call me? 'Foolish'?!" Riddle was pissed.
"EveryoneŮŤ stop! Don't dig this hole any deeper!" Cater started to plead. "And RiddleŮŤ please try to remember that these are new students who've only been here a few days!"
"NahŮŤ bro. I've got a shovel and I am DIGGING. Throwing away a tart to obey some insane rule is about as foolish as it getsŮŤ" Ace argued back. You were starting to consider making him sleep in said whole instead of taking up half of your bed.
"I agree with Ace. Of courseٍ I understand that rules do need to be followedٍ but⌠This is going much too farٍ" Deuce added onto Ace's argument.
"Are you attempting to debate me? Bold move. But I'll bite. By breaking even the smallest rule, you are throwing wide the gate to anarchy." Like AceŮŤ Riddle did not seem to be backing down any time soon.
"EveryoneŮŤ I know you're afraid of getting your magic sealed awayŮŤ but you know this is insaneŮŤ right?" Ace was now trying to rally the other Heartslabyul students with him. HoweverŮŤ they all seemed too afraid to agree.
"Well? Isn't it?" Riddle's question seemed to have only one correct answer in his eyes. Out of fearŮŤ the rest completely sided with Riddle.
"You little..." Grim trailed off.
"You spinelessŮŤ fair-weather cowards..." Ace angrily grumbled under his breath.
"In the year since I became housewarden, not a single student from Heartslabyul House has dropped out or been held back a yearŮŤ" Riddle began droning on. "We are the only house that can boast such a feat. Furthermore, of everyone in this dorm, I have the best academic standing. Hence, 1 am the most correct! If you would simply obey me without question, we wouldn't need to contend so."
"ListenŮŤ weâ!" Deuce was quickly cut off by Riddle.
"It's not off with their heads because I want to do that. I do it because rules must never be brokenŮŤ" he stated. He sounded like a mother trying to justify punishing her child. "If you will not obey meŮŤ then I will have all of your heads!"
"OkayŮŤ let's all sayŮŤ 'YesŮŤ Housewarden Riddle.'" Cater was trying to soothe the argument over.
"...I can'tŮŤ" Deuce stated.
"Me neitherŮŤ" you wholeheartedly agreed. This was almost as stupid as throwing a tantrum over a busted egg yolk.
"I don't bow to self-important tyrants!" Ace added on.
"What did you just call me?" Riddle was nearly fuming. At this rateŮŤ smoke might start coming out of his ears.
"He called you a tyrant for wantin' to destroy good food just 'cause you're throwin' a tantrum!" Grim repeated the statement much louder.
"GuysŮŤ I don't think we need to escalate thisâ" Deuce was cut off once again.
"Off! With! Your! Heads!" Riddle practically shrieked. NowŮŤ Deuce and Grim had collars just like Ace's.
"Bwaaaaaaah!"
"No! Not the collar again!" Grim loudly whined.
"Gah! I can't get it off!" Deuce kept trying to tug the collar off.
"Trey! Cater! Eject them from the premises!" Riddle demanded.
"...Yes sirŮŤ HousewardenŮŤ" they answeredŮŤ immediately doing as Riddle said.
"Y-you're supposed to be our 'mentors'!" Deuce yelled in shock.
"SorryŮŤ but we can't disobey our housewarden!" Cater only gave a halfhearted apology.
"SorryŮŤ man..." Trey seemed more guilty than CaterŮŤ but not nearly enough to disobey Riddle.
"OhŮŤ that's how it's gonna be? Then bring it on!" Ace got into a ready fighting stance. All three of them were still quickly overpowered.
"All that over a stupid tart flavor? That's way too harsh!" You stood upŮŤ slamming your palms on the table. Riddle only sighed at your outburstŮŤ a complete difference compared to hid reaction at Ace's.
"You've only just started to learn her Majesty's rules. SoŮŤ of course you wouldn't understand the significance of each one. You'll understand somedayŮŤ" Riddle explainŮŤ almost like you were a naive child. "I am truly sorry of the state of your first unbirthday parâ" You dashed off to join back with AceŮŤ DeuceŮŤ and GrimŮŤ not even bothering to let Riddle finish speaking.
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You finally spotted them after a bit of searching once you left the party. You overheard Ace as you got closer.
"I hate that little ginger megalomaniac! Does he think HE's the Queen of Hearts?" He was practical growling like an angry dog.
"Banished by the housewarden from my own dorm...My dream of becoming an honor student is slipping further and further away..." Deuce disappointedly grumbled.
"There you areŮŤ" you sighed in relief as you ran over to them. You gave each of them a short inspection to make sure they were unharmed. Deuce did started to more thoroughly check for any injuries on you. Ace was doing a terrible job pretending he wasn't worriedŮŤ but was obviously sneaking glances to check and see that you weren't hurt. GrimŮŤ howeverŮŤ seemed to he too busy to make sure you were alright.
"Stupid collar! It's so tight! Grrr..." The little direbeast was desperately trying to get the collar off of himself.
"You're really racking up those collars. Quite the impressive collectionŮŤ" an unfamiliar voice teasingly sang. You turned to see a floating head next to you.
"BWAH?!" You all shriekedŮŤ minus the floating head of purple hair.
"Myah! A ghost head!" Grim had jumped into your arms and latched onto you like a petrified kitten.
"Oh dear. It seems I'm not all here." The rest of the head's body finally appeared. It was a boy with scruffyŮŤ purple hair and cat features. His whole vibe seemed to remind you of something that you just couldn't remember.
"What? ErŮŤ so you do have a bodyŮŤ then? Who are you?" Deuce was still completely stiff from shock.
"The name's Artemiy Artemiyevich PinkerŮŤ" the boy playfully announced. Did his parents hate him or something? He started to circle you specificallyŮŤ getting closer and closer. "Am I a cat? Am I a purrson? A mimsy borogove, perhaps? A mome rath with a knack for magic?" He ended up with his forehead inches away from your own. His grin seemed borderline impish and his eyes seemed to be peering into your soul. Ace quickly pulled you away from the cat beastman and behind himself.
"UhŮŤ lookŮŤ ArâŚArte...Run the name by me again?" Ace was clearly struggling.
"HehŮŤ heh. People usually just call me Chenya. Let's just say I'm not from the other side of the looking glassŮŤ" Chenya went on. You couldn't help but ask what dorm he was from.
"Why don't you try to guess?" He suggested in a singsong tone.
"OhŮŤ I know! He's got animal earsŮŤ so he's gotta be fromâŚuhâŚBananaclawŮŤ was it?" Grim guessedŮŤ completely butchering the name.
"Bzzzzzt! Incorrect. Bananas grow on treesŮŤ do they not? IŮŤ on the other handŮŤ am a catŮŤ" Chenya rambledŮŤ sounding like complete nonsense.
"And besidesŮŤ other dorms have students with animal earsŮŤ tooŮŤ" Deuce reminded.
"After the insanity that teapot tyrant put me through, I'm not in the mood for whatever this is. Just leave me aloneŮŤ" Ace grumbled.
"Riddle the teapot tyrant...Heh heh. WellŮŤ I can't dismiss that perspective as wrong. He's always been quite strictŮŤ" Chenya shruggedŮŤ now walking along the railing of the gazebo before leaning against it with his arms behind his head.
"Do you know something about him?" Deuce asked.
"Perhaps there are things that I knowŮŤ and perhaps there are things that I don'tŮŤ" Chenya hummed and began to spin around the gazebo pillar
"That's not an answerŮŤ" Grim huffedŮŤ still comfortably secure in your arms.
"Is there something you wish to know about Riddle?" The cat beastman teased.
"YeahŮŤ what created such a control freak?" Ace demandedŮŤ right before Chenya popped up right in front of him. He really was like an actual catŮŤ personal space invasion and all.
"I believe his four-eyed friend may have to answerŮŤ" Chenya finally answered. He only moved out of Ace's face after doing soŮŤ instead brushing past the redhead's to enter your own. He nearly butted your head with his again before seemingly sniffing you. Was sniffing a universal beastman thing or...
"Four-eyed friend? You mean Trey?" Deuce questioned. Chenya looked over at Deuce once he askedŮŤ but didn't leave your space.
"He's known Riddle since we were all little boys. If you want to know more about RiddleŮŤ I would begin my quest there."
"They're childhood friends? I didn't really get that impressionŮŤ" commented Deuce.
Chenya rested his chin on top of your headŮŤ nearly knocking you over after leaning his weight against you. You felt like a cat toy. "If you're so perceptiveŮŤ then what are you asking me for? Buh-bye!" He began to fade away again.
"H-hey!" Deuce began to call outŮŤ but the beastman had already disappeared while laughing.
"I tell yaŮŤ no one makes any sense around hereŮŤ" Grim huffed. You agreed with him.
"WellŮŤ we're not going to be able to do much in the way of schoolwork with these collars onŮŤ" Deuce shruggedŮŤ" So let's go see what Trey has to sayŮŤ and thenâŚ"
"If you're gonna say 'apologize to RiddleŮŤ' you can forget it!" Ace started to argue again.
"Maybe we need to set up a little ambush..." you smugly suggested.
âĽ
Later in the dayŮŤ the four of you began to swarm Trey while he was sitting at a table in the library.
"HelloŮŤ TreyŮŤ" Deuce greeted.
"You four!" Trey was thoroughly surprised by your ambush.
"We figured that if we waited at the libraryŮŤ you'd show up to return your tart cookbook eventuallyŮŤ" the bluenette explained.
"We still got a problem with the way housewarden Riddle is handling all of thisŮŤ" Ace added.
"YeahŮŤ I thought you might say thatŮŤ" Trey sighed.
"Come clean with us. What's your take on Riddle? Is it true you've been pandering to him since the two of you were kids?" Ace interrogated.
"What?! Who told you that?" Trey demanded.
"A guy who called himself ChenyaŮŤ" Deuce replied.
"ChenyaâŚHuh. That explains itŮŤ" Trey grumbledŮŤ his eyebrows knit in frustration.
"What I don't get isŮŤ aren't you older than Riddle? Why haven't ya told him off already?" Grim began to interrogate for himself.
"I do when I need to. I don't think the situation calls for itŮŤ" Trey argued back. If this wasn't screaming for itŮŤ then what would.
"Why not?" Ace demanded.
"These sorts of strict rulesâŚThey're what created Riddle."
"Huh?" Deuce wondered.
"His parents were famous magical healers. Everyone where we're from knew their namesŮŤ" Trey began to explain. He told you all how Riddle's mother was incredibly talentedŮŤ and wanted Riddle to live up to her legacy. Because of thatŮŤ every aspect of his life was planned by her down to the minute.
"Sounds pretty lameŮŤ" Grim commented.
Trey went on about how everything was predetermined by his mother and Riddle obediently complied with it all just to please his parents. Trey even mentioned how Riddle mastered his signature spell by age 10 and how Riddle's been the top student in all of his classes.
"I can't even imagine how hard he must have itŮŤ" Trey sighed.
"That sounds horrible..." you admitted.
"Riddle sees the enforcement of strict rules as a service to his dorm members. In his eyesŮŤ being bound by rigid guidelinesâby fearâis a fast-track to personal growth. Because that's how it worked for himŮŤ" Trey explained. "And on the flip sideŮŤ he sees the violation of those rules as an inexcusable offense."
"I guess that makes senseŮŤ since rules made him who he isŮŤ" Ace commented.
"LookŮŤ I totally get why you see Riddle as a tyrantŮŤ and why you disapprove of his methods. But for meâŚI can't hold that against himŮŤ you know?" Trey waffled on.
"MyahâŚ" Grim looked like he was about to cry.
"So that's why he's like thatŮŤ" Deuce thought aloud.
Ace was silent for a moment before speaking up. "AlrightŮŤ now I get it. It's YOUR fault Riddle's like thisŮŤ" Ace accused with his hands on his hips.
"What?!"
"Riddle didn't get to choose his parents. But you know what his parents did to himŮŤ and you know it was wrongŮŤ right?" Ace argued.
"I meanŮŤ yeahâŚ" Trey trailed off.
"WellŮŤ now Riddle's making the exact same mistake his parents did. You're going easy on him because he had it rough as a kid? Don't you see where that's leading? He's not some defenseless darling! You're letting him make a pariah out of himself!" Ace must've felt your glare at the darling comment because he quickly grumbled out a halfhearted apology to you. "No offense..."
Trey went silentŮŤ leading to Deuce scolding Ace. "AceŮŤ manŮŤ come on..."
"So why don't you say something? Are you just afraid you'll 'lose your head' too? That's pathetic!" Ace mocked in frustration. "You guys are supposed to be childhood friends?! Then act like it."
"You there! Be quiet! You are in a library!" Was that the headmage? What was he doing here?
"You're yellin' louder 'n any of usŮŤ though!" Grim pointed out.
"Oh! Ahem YesŮŤ my apologies. But let us strive to maintain the library as a quiet place for readingŮŤ" the headmage continued in a hushed tone.
"What are you doing hereŮŤ Headmage?" You struggled to keep the sarcasm out of your tone.
"I'm researching methods to send you back home. Precisely as I promised I wouldŮŤ" he answered. You got a sudden chill. You swear you felt the temperature suddenly dropŮŤ somehow. "OhŮŤ but I AM gracious! And the library isŮŤ of courseŮŤ an ideal place for serious research. It's not as if I came here just to secure the newest book in that popular series of novels. NoŮŤ certainly not..." the headmage trailed on. You knew that cover didn't look very informative at all. For some reasonŮŤ thoughŮŤ the temperature seemed to warm back up all of a sudden once Crowley let slip that he wasn'tŮŤ in factŮŤ not searching for a way to send you home.
He cleared his throat before continuing to prattle on. "IncidentallyŮŤ what are you all discussing with such Grim faces?"
"WellŮŤ since you asked..." Deuce began to explain the whole ordeal.
"AhâŚI believe I understand the situationŮŤ" Crowley noted. "You are resistant to the idea of apologizing, but unable to devise any other method to get the housewarden to remove the collar."
"YeahŮŤ pretty muchŮŤ" Ace agreed.
"I seeŮŤ if you and the housewarden are truly unable to reconcileŮŤ you could also transferŮŤ" the headmage suggested before trailing off again. "HoweverŮŤ this is the dorm that the Dark Mirror chose for you based on the essence of your being. Any attempt to relocate would necessitate quite a burdensome processŮŤ as well as a new ritual."
"A transferٍ huh� That'd make me feel like I was running away with my tail between my legsٍ" Ace complained.
"Hmm. Then it sounds like you should challenge Mr. Rosehearts for leadership of the dormŮŤ" Crowley suggested again.
"WHAAAAAT?!"
"Lower your voices! This is a library!" The headmage scolded in a hushed tone.
"But what you said was...insane!" Ace whisper-yelled back.
"There is nothing remotely 'insane' about it. After allŮŤ that's how Mr. Rosehearts got the positionŮŤ" remarked the headmage.
"What exactly is the process by which housewardens are selected at Night Raven College?" Deuce questioned.
"Trey said that Riddle became housewarden within his first week as a student hereŮŤ" Grim added.
"There are several ways. You could be appointed by the previous housewarden, for example, or duel the current warden and win. A duel is certainly one of the simpler methodsŮŤ" Crowley replied.
"But isn't fighting with magic against the rules?" Ace asked.
"In general, yes. A duel initiated through a formal procedure and conducted in the presence of the headmage is another matter entirelyŮŤ" Crowley explained. He was enjoying this way too much. You didn't know if it was actually being useful for once that he enjoyedŮŤ or the possibility of a duel that excited him.
"I'm pretty sure the duel rules don't allow for preemptively handicapping your opponent..." Trey commented. "So this could be a way to force Riddle to remove your collar without apologizing. That said..."
"The right to challenge a housewarden is bestowed upon all students when enrolling at Night Raven. So what do you sayŮŤ Mr. Trappola? Will you challenge Mr. Rosehearts?" Crowley asked. YeahŮŤ he was definitely enjoying this way to much. And how come you were the only one he called by their first name. You demand respect tooŮŤ dammit!
"SureŮŤ I'll give it a shot!" Ace was on board.
"Then I will tooŮŤ" Deuce agreedŮŤ putting his hand in his fist.
"Me three!" Grim joined in.
"I'm afraid not, Mr. Grim. You cannot challenge a housewarden of a dorm to which you do not belongŮŤ" the headmage informed. You gave Grim a lookŮŤ silently asking if he really wanted to fight you. The direbeast quickly dropped the topic.
"Then how'm I supposed to get this buzzkill collar off?!" Grim argued.
"If I become housewarden, I'll just order Riddle to remove it! Easy-peasy!" Ace promised. You knew there was no way either of them were winningŮŤ but you didn't want to ruin the mood.
"How will everyone know how tough I am if you do that?" Grim fussed.
"Are you sure about this? I certainly didn't expect you to throw your hat in the ring, Deuce." Trey seemed to be thinking the same as you. No way were these two morons beating Riddle in a duel. You let them have their momentŮŤ thoughŮŤ and silently urged Trey to do the same.
"You didn't? I think every man's gotta make a grab for glory at least once in his lifetimeŮŤ" Deuce grinnedŮŤ cracking his knuckles. "And if we're teaming up to take him down, ya better believe I'm running the show!"
"Oh manŮŤ here we go againŮŤ" the stupid ginger teased with a smug expression on his face.
"Huh? What'd you say?" Deuce argued back.
"Then I'll get started on the paperworkŮŤ" Crowley hummedŮŤ practically giddy.
"Is this really a good idea?" You were just waiting until their adrenaline stopped. You had more faith in Riddle having a sudden change of heart than in the possibility of these two dumbasses winning.
"Don't get all worked up on me nowŮŤ" Ace musedŮŤ wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "All we need's a plan. Anyone got one?"
"Hmm. Hard to imagine we can beat Riddle with straightforward magicŮŤ" Deuce trailed off. "A solid left hookŮŤ on the other hand..."
"YeahŮŤ that guy looks like a pushover!" Grim agreed.
"Ah, did I forget to mention that detail? These duels are to be fought solely with magicŮŤ" Crowley informed.
"What?!" Deuce nearly yelped. There it was. The ball had dropped.
"Ha ha ha! Nothing beats a good, civilized duel! Now, the paperwork should be prepared and filed on the morrow, and the duel scheduled accordingly."
"Aight, let's do this! I may not be the world's greatest mage, but....I'Il figure something out!" Ace declared.
"That's the spirit!" Deuce cheered.
"My head's on the line here, so don't mess this up!" Grim demanded.
"You guys..." Trey trailed off.
"When I'm housewarden, I'm gonna make Riddle fess up to bein' wrong. I'll make him apologize, too! And no one in the dorm is gonna have to live by any crazy rules ever again!" Ace announced.
You shared a look with TreyŮŤ silently agreeing that there was no way in hell that they were winning.
âĽ
Another strange dream came to you that night. It was pitch black. SuddenlyŮŤ you could hear a little girl's voice arguing with someone. You looked down to see the little girl from previous dreams at a standing at court podium and pointing at someone.
"And as for youٍ Your Majesty⌠'Your Majestyٍ' indeed!"
The Queen of Hearts appeared opposite of her at a judge's podium with King of Hearts was sat next to her. Sat wasn't really the right wordŮŤ though. He seemed more so forcibly seatedŮŤ looking as if he wanted to argue in favor of the young girl but was too afraid to do so. The Queen seemed to busy to noticeŮŤ however. She was entirely too focused on the child's insults.
"WhyŮŤ you're not a queen. You're just a fatŮŤ pompousŮŤ bad tempered old tyâŚtyrantâŚ"
"Mmhmmhmmhmmhmm... What were you saying, my dear?" The Queen began to question. Out of no whereŮŤ a grinning cat appeared on top of the Queen's head and began to repeat what the girl had said.
"WellŮŤ she simply said that you re a fat, pompous, bad-tempered old tyrant!" The cat began to practically cackle.
"OOOOOOOOOFF with her head!" The Queen all but screeched out her decree. The card soldiers all began to "Ooh!" as they appeared into view. The girl began to anxiously look around
"You heard what Her Majesty said! Off with her head!" The King anxiously announced. He sounded terrified at the idea of disobeying his wife. He seemed to follow his wife not out of loveŮŤ but fear. What a truly terrifying relationship. A marriage held together not by true loveŮŤ but by obsession and paranoia. Why was he just accepting it and not fighting back?
Just as the card soldiers surrounded the young girlŮŤ the dream ended.
âĽ
You sat upŮŤ waking up in cold sweat. What was with these weird dreams lately. You needed some water. After maneuvering out of the makeshift cuddle pile on your bedŮŤ you made your way downstairs as quietly as possible. Upon reaching the kitchenŮŤ you realized you weren't alone. You found Chenya sitting on the counterŮŤ eating the remains of one of the leftover chestnut tarts straight from the dish. How the hell did he get in?!
"Chenya..?" You drowsily called out. "What're you doing here? And right now of all times?"
The cat beastman perked up at the sound of your voice. He finished the last bite of the tart before disappearing with a grinŮŤ only for him to pop up right behind you.
"Can't a guy enjoy a midnight snackŮŤ" he sangŮŤ completely in your personal space.
"YeahŮŤ in your own dormŮŤ" you remarked.
"But my dorm doesn't have such pawsitively yummy treats." Chenya playfully whined in responseŮŤ licking the remaining paste from his lips as his eyes stared into your own. "PlusŮŤ there's a purrrfectly precious view right hereŮŤ as well." He teasingly booped your nose.
"WellŮŤ now you had your snack. You can go now." You glared at him. You were too tired to deal with this. Your attitude only served to amuse him even more though.
"Careful~ŮŤ" Chenya warnedŮŤ basically rubbing himself against you. If you listened hard enoughŮŤ you might even hear a low purr. "Keep that up and I might just wanna taste of something else~." And just as soon as he appearedŮŤ Chenya was gone. You were not dealing with that right now. You quickly got a drink of water and hurried back to bed.
âĽ
Later in the morningŮŤ you woke up to sunlight and Grim sitting on your chest.
"HeyŮŤ ___! AhŮŤ goodŮŤ you're already up."
"Today's the big duel! Let's DO this thingŮŤ" Ace announced. You were finally coming to terms with the fact that you may never get him out of your dorm. At least you'd have more hands for chores and all that.
âĽ
At HeartslabyulŮŤ you could here the constant murmuring of gossiping boys. It seemed to be a unanimous conclusion that Riddle was definitely winning. They all did seem relatively excitedŮŤ though.
"You're saying Ace and Deuce are challenging Riddle for the housewarden's seat?!" Cater was astonishedŮŤ and rightfully so. "Please tell me you're kidding."
"I tried to stop 'em." Trey shook his head in exhaustion.
"Of all the stupid ideas...I just hope this doesn't make everything worseŮŤ" Cater groaned.
"You and me bothŮŤ" Trey agreed.
"We are about to commence two challenges for the housewarden position at Heartslabyul HouseŮŤ" the headmage announced. "The first challenger is Ace Trappola. The second challenger is Deuce Spade. The current housewarden they have challenged is Riddle Rosehearts." He was definitely having way to much fun with this. You started to wonder if he had some sort of underground betting pool on this. You wouldn't be all that surprisedŮŤ honestly.
"Now, in accordance with the duel rules, please remove the magic-sealing collars as they would provide an unfair disadvantage." Riddle removed the collar's at Crowley's orders.
"Ah! FINALLY, the dumb collar is off!" Ace sighed in relief.
"Enjoy your moment of freedom. The collar will be back on soon enough." Riddle was slyly grinning from ear to ear. "I could hardly believe it when I heard you two intended to duel me. Is this a joke?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Ace retorted.
"I'd never propose a duel as a jokeŮŤ" Deuce stated.
"Hmph. Have it your way. Let us get this over withŮŤ" Riddle demanded.
"Uh, Riddle, what do you want to do about today's afternoon tea?" Cater chimed in.
"A foolish question. You know that the rules stipulate I take my tea every day at 4 p.m. sharp."
"It's just that it's already past 3:30..."
"And you fear that I will be late? All the more reason to end this promptly." Riddle quickly turned his attention back to Ace and Deuce. "It appears I have little time to waste. Rather than facing my opponents in succession, I will take on both at once." The rest of Heartslabyul began to cheer Riddle on.
"CowardsŮŤ" Deuce remarked.
"Myah. I got a bad feelin' about thisŮŤ" Grim remarked.
"HeyŮŤ at least we got a plan!" Ace fussed in return.
"Headmage, please give us the signalŮŤ" Riddle requested.
"When the mirror I've thrown shatters upon the ground, that is your signal to begin. Ready...Go!"
Barely seconds after the mirror shatteredŮŤ the duo was once again collared. You couldn't help but pity them.
"Urrrgh... Not again. I didn't even have time to finish my spell!" Ace groaned.
"He shut us down like it was nothing..." Deuce added.
"That was fastŮŤ" you thought aloud.
"Visualization is key to spell castingŮŤ" Crowley explained. "The better you are at accurately visualizing your magic's effects, the stronger and more precise it will be. It would appear Mr. Rosehearts has finely honed his magic."
"MyahâŚThey didn't even stand a chanceŮŤ" Grim whined.
"Hmph. You didn't even last five secondŮŤ" Riddle pointed out. "That was all you had, and still you thought to challenge me? You must be utterly humiliated. I guess my mother was right. A man who cannot follow rules is a man who cannot achieve anything."
"Tch... We agree that rules should be followed. But forcing others to follow nonsensical rules like the ones you've enacted is tyranny!" Deuce started to argue.
"Then you agree that breaking rules is wrong. And in this dorm, I AM the rules. Therefore, those who cannot abide by my decisions deserve not the heads they use to complain!" Riddle loudly proclaimed.
"You can't just use rules to do whatever you please!" You added onto Deuce's statement. Riddle seemed taken aback by your siding with Deuce.
"If there were no penaltiesŮŤ no one would follow the rulesŮŤ" the redhead explained as if he were talking to a child. "It's common knowledge how helpless your kind isŮŤ but this is just pitiful. ClearlyŮŤ you were born to parents just as lost as yourself. No need for you too worryŮŤ thoughŮŤ for I am quite willing and knowledgeable to care for one as pitiful as yourself."
"You little..." Deuce trailed off through clenched teeth.
"You shut your spoiled little mouth!" Ace yelled before punching the wind out of Riddle.
"Wh-what�" Riddle gaspedٍ stumbling backwards.
"Riddle?!" Both Trey and Cater shouted in worry.
"Mr. Rosehearts?!" Crowley followed.
The other students watching broke back out into whispers amongst themselves.
"Bam! Right cross to the face!" Grim cheered.
"A-Ace?!" Deuce gasped.
"That's all I can take. Forget Riddle. Forget the duel. I'm doneŮŤ" Ace publicly declared.
"That hurt! You...p-punched me?!" Riddle stuttered. Well no shit it hurt. You were pretty sure the other side of Sage's Island heard that punch.
"Kids aren't trophies for their parents to flaunt. And the accomplishments of a child aren't determined by the worth of their parentsŮŤ" Ace went on the state. "It's not your parents' fault you became a tyrant âor anyone else's. You've been here a year and haven't even made a friend who will tell you you're outta line. And that's on you."
"What are you even talking about?" Riddle demandedŮŤ still completely flabbergasted.
"Yeah, maybe you had some rigid upbringing from a relentless helicopter-mom. Is that all you are? An extension of her? Can't you think for yourself? You call yourself the 'red sovereign'?You're just a baby who's good at magic." Ace continued to rant.
"Baby...? Did you just call me a 'baby'?!" Riddle was exasperated. "You don't know anything about me! You don't know anything about anything!"
"Nope, sure don't. And I don't need to. Your attitude tells me all I need to know-that you're nothing but a spoiled brat!"
"Shut up, shut up, shut UP!" Riddle began to screech. "My mother was right! And that means I'm right too!"
"Riddle, calm down. The duel is already overŮŤ" Trey attemptedŮŤ doing his best to calm Riddle down.
"Mr. Clover is correct. The challenger has been disqualified due to physical violenceŮŤ" Crowley explained. "If you do not cease your conflict now, I'll have you written up for breaking school rules!"
SuddenlyŮŤ one of the other students spoke upŮŤ sayingŮŤ "Ace is right, though! I've had enough of Riddle!"
Out of nowhereŮŤ an egg was thrown at Riddle's head.
"Huh?!" Riddle flinched.
"An egg?" Trey was equally taken aback.
"Who did that? Who threw that egg?!" Riddle demanded. HoweverŮŤ no one came forward. Riddle began to laugh maniacally. "You say YOU'RE fed up?! I'M the one who's fed up with all of YOU! No matter how strict l am, no matter how many heads I remove, you keep breaking the rules! All any of you care about is doing what YOU want to do! If the guilty party won't come forward, then I'll pass judgment on all of you! Clearly, none of you value your heads! Off With Your Heads!" Riddle collared every student in the crowd.
"Ah ha ha ha! How do you like that, hm? Now no one can do a thing to me! Do you see now? My strict adherence to the rules was clearly the correct path!"
"Cease this improper behavior now, Mr. Rosehearts. I expect better from you!" Crowley's orders fell on deaf ears.
"Trey, if he keeps using his spell...This could get ugly, fast!" Cater started to panic.
"RiddleŮŤ stop this!" Trey demanded.
"Wow, way to totally prove me wrong here, pal!" Ace egged him on more. "I call you a baby, and you immediately throw a temper tantrum!"
"Retract your comment immediately, or I shall skewer you where you stand!" Riddle orderedŮŤ not realizing just how stubborn Ace was.
"No way. I ain't retractin' squatŮŤ" Ace refusedŮŤ gaining a loud shriek form Riddle in return.
"Dude, this is bad! You've G-2-G, now!" Cater tried to warn. Right afterŮŤ everything started to levitate as the atmosphere grew darker.
"The rose trees! They're floating!" Grim yelped.
"This is some serious magic!" Deuce pointed out.
"Mighty roses, tear this brute to pieces!" Riddle demanded.
"Cease and desist at once!" Crowley attempts were continuing to horrible fail.
The rose trees began hurling towards your group. You felt something scratch at your ankle and looked down to find the garden branches wrapping around it before yanking you out of the trees' line of fire. Right before they could hit their targetsŮŤ the trees turned into playing cards.
"Nngh?! What justâ" Riddle nearly gasped.
"Huh? I'm still alive? What's with all these playing cards?" Ace questioned.
"All the rose trees turned into cards?" Deuce wondered.
"Riddle, stop this right now!" Trey now firmly demanded.
"Wait, is that Trey's 'Paint the Roses'?! But...how?!" Cater though aloud in shock.
"All the magic-sealin' collars are gone!" Grim pointed out.
"What did I tell you? My magic can overwrite characteristics for a short timeŮŤ" Trey reminded. "So I used it to make 'Riddle's magic' into 'my magic.'"
"You can do that? That's some kinda loophole!" Cater yelped.
"N-no... Off with their heads! I SAID, off with their heads!" Riddle continuously triedŮŤ failing each attempt.
"Riddle, stop. Can't you see how you look right now?" Trey scolded. The rest of the dorm's students were all whispering in fear to eachother.
"What? Was my magic overwritten by yours? Does that mean your signature spell is stronger than mine?!"
"Of course it doesn't. Riddle, take a deep breath and listen to usŮŤ" Trey attempted to calm him down.
"Are YOU going to tell me that I'm wrong too? After all l've done to protect the rule of law?! Do you know how much I've suffered for this?! I...I refuse to believe this!" Riddle cried out.
"Cease immediately, Mr. Rosehearts!" the headmage demanded. "Any further attempt to use magic will leave your magestone completely tainted with blot!"
"But... I'm right! I'M the one who's right! There is NO! POSSIBLE! ALTERNATIVE!" Riddle screamed.
"RiddleŮŤ stop!" Trey yelled. It was too lateŮŤ though.
A huge monster appeared behind Riddle. It quite closely resembled the one back at the mines. An inkyŮŤ black liquid began to leak from Riddle. The monster began to douse him in even more of the stuff. When you could see him againŮŤ his entire appearance changed. What the hell was happening?!
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Hello, can I ask if you have the links of your HAE pregnant reader version in your master list? If there is I can't seem to find it and if it's not a bother can you please reblog(?) them again. I do apologize of the (?), I'm unsure of the terms used in tumblr.
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House arrest at Heartslabyul
Mentions and minor spoilers of Chapter 1 and Chapter 6 lore!
This is so sweet and scary at the same time. Love it
Hi, I saw that your request were open and that you want to write more ab Vil from TWST so I wanted to request him making his kidnapped darling try on the clothes he got for her or giving her a makeover if she wants more insecure before he took her (also I love your writing so much âĽď¸âĽď¸âĽď¸)
Thank you for requesting my little prince ⼠I hope you enjoy it!
Warning: Yandere, Sexual Content
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Vil thought for a moment as he watched you standing on the pedestal, surrounded by mirrors that allowed him to see all sides of you.
Stiffly, awkwardly, with your hands curled into fists. Tears ruined some of your make-up, your eyes puffy, and your lips chewed on. You strictly avoided any glance into the mirrors as if the sight of yourself was too much to bear. Instead, you stared daggers at him, the scowl creating wrinkles on your lovely face, yet Vil had no other choice than to describe you as utterly...
Beautiful.
If he had to guess, you had been over playing dress-up with him after the third outfit. But when you didn't show the proper excitement about your new wardrobe, Vil continued putting new outfits together regardless of your opinion. Now at number thirteen, a floor-length, purple, flowy dress with two high slits on either side of your legs and the sweetest of necklines, he had found his personal favorite for you.
"Stunning," he sighed, pleased with the gratifying view in front of him. Nothing he put on you had come close to how beautifully this dress accentuated your body, every movement accompanied by a flowing swish or draping of the fabric that left nothing and everything to one's imagination. He would have praised himself for picking out the right outfit to suit you, but Vil was no liar. It was you who suited the outfit, not the other way around.
"Are we done now?" you asked with gritted teeth, and Vil tsked at your raised shoulders and hunched back while you bottled up your anger.
His eyes snapped from your body to yours, the darkest flames of hatred burning in them, accompanied by... insecurity. True, you might detest him for the rigid regime of perfection he put you through. You were his new project, his muse, his obsession. But Vil had no problem fighting your fire with passion, your lips always soft, no matter how harsh your words could be.
However, he drew the line at your insecurity.
"Turn around and show me the back," he ordered, rising from his lavish, cushioned chair reserved only for him. To admire you, watch his most precious possession from the comfort worthy of the housewarden. But it would never measure up to the fluttering feelings in his stomach, the jittering of his fingers, and the faltering breaths in his lungs from being near you. No comfort was greater than the excitement of standing beside you, close enough to smell you, almost touching. If only you knew how much you were ruining Vil by simply existing, surely you'd have wholly and utterly destroyed him by now. He would have let you.
"I don't want to--"
"Turn. Around."
Your complaint fell on deaf ears, and it almost broke his heart to see you lower your gaze away from his in what Vil could only assume was defeat and fear. One of these days, he'd let go of the leash he held you so tightly with, but only when you were ready to stand next to him proudly. When you were ready to take the control from himâand he was ready to give the control over him up to you.
Not a day Vil thought would come soon, but one he would never have expected to anticipate quite so eagerly.
Until then, he'd be the one to guide you, fingertips slipping under your chin when you tried to avoid your reflection in the mirror. You gripped the fabric of the dress tightly, trying to hold on to something as your fear began to rake its nasty claws through your captivating mind. Vil knew he couldn't stop these thoughts from appearing, but he'd play his part in annihilating them. He couldn't understand how you could fear something as perfect and wonderful as you were, but he knew you well enough to see the signs of you slipping from your feisty self to the one you didn't like as much.
"Look at you, Darling. See how dazzling you are."
"I am not!"
"You are! Take a lookâfor me."
Your jaw remained firm against his fingertips even when Vil applied pressure. He saw no betterment of your posture or any tension slipping out of your shoulders, and he sighed. It wasn't his first time having to coerce you, and it certainly wasn't going to be the last.
Grabbing a tissue from a nearby box, he stepped around you, blocking your view of the mirrors with his body while wiping off the ruined mascara from your cheeks. Your lipgloss was always at the ready in his pocket, a little trinket when he had to be away from you and missed you and your lips.
You might have flinched back from his efforts, but even a smear of lipgloss was easily fixed by his skilled hands, the product evenly distributed with a kiss. It brought back that adorable scowl of yours, but at least for a moment, you were distracted enough to look up at him again.
And there you were, his perfect, strong-willed darling that could shatter his whole world.
He leaned forward, unable to hold back kissing that defiant mouth of yours even when you stemmed your hands into his chest. The cherry flavor of the lipgloss was exquisite, as was the flustered expression. There was nothing unlovable about you, his hands brushing along your sides with all the discipline Vil could muster to not rip that beautiful dress off your body and make you come undone until you'd see your own beauty in the chaos he'd create with you.
"Now, please, if you would," Vil mused, reluctant to part, yet set on his mission of proving your worth to you. Brushing his thumb briefly over your forehead to remind you of your wrinkles, he stepped behind you again, hands never leaving your curves. You tried to lower your face almost immediately to avoid looking forward, but this time, one of his hands wrapped around your chin faster than you could react, keeping your head locked in place. Your eyes darted side to side, up and down, but Vil was patient. This was a matter of patience to him, not a matter of effort.
You were beautiful without any effort applied. From the moment he met you, inside and out, he knew you were beautiful. Worthy to stand beside him. Worthy of ruining him. To break apart this carefully structured image of himself. Only you could allow him to truly be who he wasâa lover. Obsessive and possessive, but a lover regardless. A lover of arts, beauty, and you. His only task was to make you understand your place in life and the power you had deep inside you.
"Please," he reiterated, shaking your head curtly to make you refocus your attention on what he wanted you to do. You inhaled deeply before finally caving to his demands. Beautiful and strong-willed as you were in defying him, you were just as exquisite when you ceased the resistance and relied on him, soothing that suppressed part of his that wanted to be needed and loved by you desperately.
"I look..." you mumbled, fighting against his grip on your jaw. For a moment, he could see the flames of fight in your eyes, and Vil readied himself with the tingle of excitement in his stomach. But then the fire dimmed before vanishing completely, your gaze slipping down your body.
"Okay... I guess."
"Okay?!" Vil couldn't help the appalled gasp escaping him as he repeated your judgment of yourself. No matter how many times he fought your demons with you, it never ceased to surprise him how cruel they were. There you stood, a marvel and a star reborn as a whole galaxy, and thought of yourself as just 'okay'?
You could have very well gouged out his eyes and rammed a dagger in his stomach with how much that hurt him.
"Look at you! Look again!" Vil demanded, and you winced, his sudden grip on your hair forcing you to look up as he pushed you toward the mirror. "This is a gift! You are stunning, marvelous, to keel over for!"
"It's fine! It's a nice dress! Vil that hurts--!"
"No, not the dress, love! You! You are stunning and beautiful, do you understand?"
Your face contorted into a pained grimace as you tried to brace yourself against the mirror with one hand, the other reaching to the one lodged in your hair. Drastic situations needed drastic measures, and Vil would never be too shy to do what he had to make you understand your worth.
"I- I understand!" you finally gave in, and his hand was gone before you knew it, the pained sensation replaced with a swift turning your body around and a kiss to take your breath away.
"Say it," Vil mustered in between kisses, caging your body between the mirror and his, his hands falling to your thighs, running higher, thankful for the slits in the dress. On second thought, he could never have you wear it in publicâit was much too revealing. No one should ever look at what was only his. But for his private enjoyment, this was perfect, and Vil was happy to show you just how stunning you were with the help of the indulgent dress.
"I'm pretty."
"Beautiful."
"I'm beautiful."
"Gorgeous, mesmerizing."
"Gorgeousâah!"
His grip on your ass made you lose your concentration for a moment, but when Vil's teeth grazed your lips in warning, you remembered the mantra he was going on about. "Mesmerizing..." you mumbled, breath hitching as he massaged your backside.
"You are, baby. So stunning, the most dazzling creature in this world."
Prying himself away from your lips cost Vil most, if not all, of his hard-earned discipline, but he was far from done with you. He knew that if he didn't burn these opinions into your mind, they'd disappear and leave another hole for you to sink into. He was not going to allow that.
"Look at you," he ordered, turning you around again to face the mirror, pressing your face against it until your hot breath fogged the surface.Â
"Don't stop looking while I show you how beautiful you are."
You didn't seem to expect anything, much less to see the proud and proper housewarden sink to his knees behind you. But there was beauty to be shown in your most vulnerable moments, and a dress was so easily pushed aside, giving him access to the space he forbade you to hide with any underwear.
He checked one more time if you were looking, both pleased and angry, that your eyes had fallen on him instead of yourself, wide open and with a hint of surprised anticipation of what he was going to do next. But you'd be looking straight ahead soon enough because what he was about to do would make you forget all your hesitations and insecurities, leaving only room to realize your true, amazing, stunning self.
After all, his tongue could do much more than speak words you barely believed. It could also make you see what you truly were when you were most vulnerable:
Beautiful.
I actually adore this
Omg I will seize this moment thenđ. Ehem, Stelle/Caelus Yuu, please? Hihi. Honestly, I have not yet seen any Stelle/Caleus Yuu hc here so I always end up sleeping after imagining HSR MC like Yuu.
MC is chaotic and their humor is so... realistic. Imagine the mess and chaos they bring at NRC. They have a strong sense of justice, ready to give a hand, etc. with strange obsession with trashcan and the way Yuu answers questions....well
(insert Aglaea interrogation, "to turn this place upside down", "I use a baseball bat, not blade.")
During the overbolts or any fights. They will stay back and "Don't worry I got your back. I'll give you a boost." *start dancing with 'if mickey mouse turned into a clock'*
Hihi thank you so much! I hope you eat well, sleep well, and well and well and we'll đđ
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Imagine twisted wonderland with a trailblazer!yuu, how would the relationship and plot go
Gonna make you wonder why you even try (Hard times) Gonna take you down and laugh when you cry (These lives) And I still don't know how I even survive (Hard times, hard times)
Twst x trailblazer!yuu ( Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomifiore, Ignihyde, Disamonia )
Crowley was looking for a student that had gone missing from orientation, they might wake up earlier than everyone and walk alone.
After half an hour of searching with no signs at all he was even using the ghost staff to help him search but to no avail, when he was about to admit defeat. A misplaced trash can stand in the middle of the walk path in the garden caught his eye, did he miss this or a staff must have put it there on purpose.
Until the trashcan started to shake which caused Crowley to release an unpleasant scream of shock, it continues to shakeâ Crowley growing impatiently use his Cain to knock over it
What came out of the trashcan that caused it to shake... Trailblazer!yuu
HEARTSLABYUL
Many of the students actually find trailblazer!yuu charming and also fun to be around, originally they might be weirded out by them but eventually warm up to them. If only they aren't such a gremlin
Ace and deuce + trailblazer!yuu the dark triad of NRC, this trio is known for property damage, vandalism, disturbance of peace, and as well as trespassing. It's literally a surprise that Crowley hasn't expelled them, unfortunately he can't because he's scared of trailblazer!yuu.
Everytime trailblazer!yuu appear in cater photos it would go viral, people just love their energy and as well as their chaotic nature, Cater would absolutely use the gremlin emoji on the end of trailblazer!yuu name in his contactsâon social media he would absolutely call trailblazer!yuu NRC local gremlin and chaos expert.
Trey would always be on guard when trailblazer!yuu step in the dorm because there's bound gonna be a property damage that's gonna happen in the dorm, although he is surprised that trailblazer!yuu is actually quite good at baking and would help him.
Trailblazer!yuu : breathes, riddle having an enyoursem nearby due to it. This gremlin is unable to be left alone when something is bound to happen, trailblazer!yuu out of context actually wait... Bold of you to assume they have context is something riddle came unprepared of being a dorm leader.
Riddle : are you just full of Shit right now?
Trailblazer!yuu : no I'm 75% water
( ace and deuce would countlessly ask for the trailblazer!yuu to use their clockie power to change riddle emotions )
How stressed would the boys and possibly the adults on campus be with a yuu that doesnt always deal with their injuries the right way. I recently fell a step due to snow and ice and possibly sprained my ankle to a slight degree? Not entirely sure if havent gotten it checked lol. But i imagine the boys wouldn't be happy to learn yuu walks on similar injuries or simply doesnt voice out any pains. Additionally with overblot Injuries im sure yuu has constant aches and pains from things that didnt heal right because their used to mildly shrugging them off. So long as they can function normally enough it should heal on its own. I doubt they'd be happy to see a mildly limping yuu around campus just because they need to attend class.
(This is took so long I'm sorry)
It honestly really depends on how good Yuu is at hiding things.
Like.
Either they look on par with Swing's raggedy OR They're like a cat in the sense that it's really hard to notice them acting any difference than normal.
Objectively, they're both really funny. The more perceptive boys would be able to pick up on Yuu's pain, but would they be able to get them to rest, is the question?â
And circling back to the first option, no matter how raggedy Yuu looks, the only option they'll be left with is tying the prefect to their bed until the infirmary deems them better.
And I, too, subscribe to the theory that Yuu has some sort of lingering pain after overblots. It's just great day dreaming material. Most likely it'd be something like a sting of pain in the side when they reach beyond their limit, or an aching in their shoulders that never seems to go away.
I mean. I like to think everyone gets their own fair share of shit-rocking during an overblot, but Yuu's stress lingers and enhances the pain left behind.
Besides.
Magic doesn't seem to heal them as well as it does others. But the boys don't need to know that.
They're walking. They'll heal. They can't keep up with Grim if they focus on the pain in their ankle.
Therefore giving Crewel every right in his mind to have them sit in his classroom during his free period(and their flight class) with a salve on their ankle while distracted by a paper they've been meaning to make up(while he internally debates which doctor he should bring them to)
Therefore allowing Lucius to leave Trein's chair during class to curl up in their lap and purr softly against their aching stomach. (Allowing Trein himself to suggest a doctor he knew personally to Crewel during a late night in the teacher's lounge.)
Allowed Vargas to lecture you about diets and stretches and no one say a word about it.
Allowed Sam to not feel bad about the discounts he gave you when it came to things you were buying to finally tend to a fever, or some sort of bruise.
Allowed Crowley to hover, on the excuse of checking on your progress of course!
And Ace & Deuce's status as your self proclaimed closest friends will not hesitate to gently kick in your knees and drag you back to Ramshackle and essentially skip the day to make sure you're healing properly. Or, y'know. Snitch on you to Trey.
Do you want that? too bad, Cater already it, have fun.
Jack was iffy with Ruggie for...a while once he learned his senior taught you to clean wounds. But he's over it now that the upper classman literally sits you down by pushing down on your shoulders.
After Azul learns of...all that, be careful of coupons and discounts and even deals thrown your way that look beneficial to him, but then one of the requirements is going to the clinic. So. And he won't admit to a thing he's doing.
(Meanwhile Jade and Floyd are getting you used to water therapy. For some reason.)
Don't even let Jamil or Kalim see you limp. It's the end of the day for you. You're not going class. At all. You won't even see the door.
And Rook's on the order to not even let you leave Ramshackle. Expect Vil and Epel(one with a sharp look and the other with wayyy too many apple foods. for you. good luck)
Ortho scans you. Every day. Please take care of yourself, he knows how to use his appearance to his advantage and you won't survive the pleading looks. Idia has your blood test results, btw, come get them.
Lilia understands brushing off injuries, but he's not gonna let you do just bc he does some times. Silver follows in his footsteps(He will carry you. Do not tempt him) Sebek is so done with you, idiotic little human, you should be glad he's willing to teach you what Lilia and his grandfather taught him of healing (quick and easy, just until he drags you to the infirmary) and Malleus.
Oh lawrd malleus.
Just...just go to the infirmary before he gets to you.
Actually no, you're not safe there, the smell of ozone permeates the room before he even arrives.
For anyone who remembers one of my last posts, heres a compilation of the most hauntingly epic sagau fics and/or oldest sagau fics that I can find(also sorry if some of these are on here twice it was an accident) (also some of these are just masterlists)
Warning possible NSFW, angst, major character death, yandere behavior, cult-like behavior, body horror and many more
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Green and gold part 6. I'm too lazy to tag the other parts so just go to my ao3 hellomelon8 if you want the other parts.
Thanks for the wait and I love you guysđ
Arlecchino had discovered something about her holiness, something quite puzzling.
She was a fool for pretty women.
The knave had a suspicion that (name) was aware of the fact that arlecchino was tied to a criminal organization but yet still acted flustered whenever arlecchino flirted with her a bit.
Seeing what is supposed to be an all powerful god get that red was very amusing.
The other thing was that despite claiming not to be the creator, teyvat itself didnât add any weight to that claim. When getting to Fontaine, it felt like every single living and non living thing was determined to stop her, hence turning what should have been a week trip into multiple weeks. Now that her holiness had willingly decided to go with them it was the complete opposite. Perfect weather, the animals were out of the way, and no monsters went in their path.
Despite all that, the most abnormal occurrence appeared to be just how much (name) had imprinted on her children. Any time she saw one of them overworking or looking sad, sheâd rush to them with zero hesitation. Immediately offering help. Seeing the children struggle deciding whether to commit blasphemy by refusing (name)âs order or commit blasphemy by letting her holiness do manual labor was enough to stir just the slightest of sympathy in arlecchino.
Such troubling circumstances her holiness puts arlecchino in, but oh how useful itâd be in the future.
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(name) awoke to the feeling of frost on her cheek, sheâd fallen asleep in the carriage with her face on the window. Upon feeling the cold on her face (name) looked outside and realized they were now in a snowy land. The temperature had fallen drastically and it became clear that the carriage wouldnât be enough anymore.
Luckily on que, one of alrecchinoâs âchildrenâ came by and informed (name) theyâd be changing to a different vehicle. So they did.
It kinda looked like a military vehicle, how a planet with no phones managed to make something this advanced? (name) would never truly know.
From what (name) got, they were heading to a palace to meet someone known as the tsaritsa, who is one of thoseâŚarchons? Like furina. Apparently the tsaritsa wanted to meet (name) and to talk about something. What was that? She had no idea.
Lyney had warned (name) that they were going to a huge palace, but even that wasnât enough to prepare (name) for the absolute beauty of the palace. It was like they fit 20 palaces in to one big palace but made everything white.
There were ice sculptures everywhere, pools of ice, and oh so much snow. (name) couldnât help but wonder how many people were hired just to shovel the snow out of the way.
Eventually they got outside, the air was freezingly cold, luckily someone immediately brought her a very thick coat that contained most of the cold.
Walking inside, (name) found that the inside was just as beautiful as the inside, and it was truly mesmerizing. (name) then proceeded to get kidnapped- escorted by a bunch of maids who took her to a bathroom.
The moment they tried to bathe her (name) put a stop to it as she was all flustered, it felt like they were preparing her for something.
When (name) asked they told her that they were preparing her to meet the tsaritsa.
âBut why does it feel like theyâre preparing me for a wedding night?â (name) thought, instantly getting flustered by her own thoughts. They left her in a very large, luxurious room that only reinforced that thought.
So (name) waited, both scared and anxious she paced around the room.
In the back of her mind there was a thought âthey better be marrying me to a girlâ but she stamped it out.
After what felt like an eternity, the door opened and in came the most beautiful woman (name) has ever seen she looked like (whatever hoyo decides she looks like) but absolutely beautiful and hopefully not a child or else hoyo cursed this fic because its a slightly(a lot) yandere tsaritsa fic.
(name) couldnât help but gawk at the lady, as the person (name) could only assume was the tsaritsa got closer, (name) took a step back. At one point she tripped on the bed and landed on it.
Soon (name) found herself being pinned to the bed by the tsaritsa who stared at her(with whatever color eyes hoyo gives her) the moment was very intense but kind of romantic.
But then the tsaritsa said something that was terrifying.
âYou are not herâ
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Rhinedottir, the person who possessed the shade of life, found herself walking yet another familiar hallway, taking a door to another familiar place.
The space made no sense as the moment she entered the door disappeared and there were no walls, no space, only a large tree whose roots hit every possible place they could.
In the largest part of the roots lay the person that Rhinedottir once committed the ultimate act of blasphemy to. To Aashita the roots of the tree were both a welcoming bed and a chain that would never let her go. For a moment, Rhinedottir contemplated freeing her, but the moment her hand moved she was rudely interrupted by someone in her own head.
âYou of all people know that I can not let you do that, they must remain there. Its a sin to free themâ said Naberius, the original shade of life before Rhinedottir ever so rudely took her over.
âChaining down this world's creator surely is a far worse sinâ Rhinedottir could hear Naberiusâs chuckle.
âSays the one who committed the highest degree of sin to herâ Naberius took a moments pause, "speaking on that, your blasphemy has entered this world, but yet this world thinks that sheâs the creatorâ
Rhinedottir didn't know what was worse, the fact that her ultimate experiment worked or that it oh boy did it actually work and that maybe.. Just maybe it had something to do with the most beloved person in all of teyvat chained down in front of her.
End chapter.
Uh, sorry this chapter is short but i finally managed to finish it after what was like half a year or a full year. So yippie. Please feel free to tell me of your thoughts
Will tsaritsa accept creator! Reader ? since I remember she and the fatui planning to defeat the heavenly principles or something like that.
I remember that the end of the part 2 in your sagau, in end the story mention that the fatui come to the nod krai knowing about the truth of the creator, what if their other reason is not just bring back the Columbina but the creator! Reader too?
Will Lauma and Flins fight the fatui if they ever forced both of them and the other people in nod krai, to give them the creator! Reader? .
I can see that tsaritsa will knowing the truth of the creator!reader and accept them, since she planning to fight the heavenly principles.
Can't wait to see the next part đ¤â¨
...I never actually thought about that. That'd be an interesting side story or potential alternate version of this story. The tsaritsa in this story acknowledges what the creator went through, but she does kind of employ heretics or genuinely bad people. The khaenri'ah, people of her gang would 100% want to help the reader but not quite to the fanatic worshipper extent. Nod krai had been # 1 about the creator hate, because they felt like they had no protection at all(the other lands had archons) so the guilt hit especially hard for them, lauma is already a big worshipper (or at least protective) of columbina, so its pretty obvious how she'd act with someone who gave up everything for her. Flins being a fae, whose probably long lived enough to remember a time before people started to hate the creator(I'm not actually that up to date on the lore anymore as I procrastinate quests) now feels both happy but also guilty now that the truth is out, he understands that the rest of the world will hurt you and he's willing to disregard your freedom for your safety. Would they fight the fatui for you? 100%, but would the fatui fight for you? No. Half of them would respect your wishes but still go out of their way to protect you as they're not as snared by guilt as nod krai.(arlecchino, capitano, columbina, childe, pierro) A quarter don't care at all (pantalone, that one Mr Pringle looking guy whose name i can't remember) 1 is dead(signoria), one doesn't exist (scaramouche) and the rest are dottore and sandrone. When I wrote this fic it was before nod krai came out and my ideas on sandrone had existed on the two things that was known about her: that she cut someone's tongue out to put a message on it and that she would turn people into dolls. Of course, hoyo doesn't like bad guys. Do this didn't happen. I am going to keep the ending i have in mind with sandrone around the things I knew. If you want to read a sagau fic with the tsaritsa actively trying to get the reader you should check out my ao3 account hellomelon8 and my story titled "green and gold" i don't update often but I probably should update more.
Funny fact: when I started this fic were talking about i completely overestimated how old lauma would be
(P.s. sorry if took to long to respond, I always forget I have an inbox and just randomly remembered)
I am gonna ask every single content creator I follow bc I am desperate. I have read at some point an au with a creator reader with the harbingers all over her making sure she is not getting bored and entertaining her and the tsaritsa being too ashamed to show her face after kidnapping the creator. I dont remember who made it, how long has it been since I read it or the name. If anybody knows, please help, I have been loonking for it for iver 2 weeks nowđ(All I know is that its on tumblr
Ngl, the fic sounds familiar but I don't remember the name or creator.
They're may be a couple people who could be it. But probably not, I can still send a couple authors your way to see if they're it?
(Ps, sorry i take so long to answer, I never look at my inbox)
I had the craziest dream last night, it was where furina got the powers of an archon, became a badass that took shit from nobody, and turned her country into the most archon obsessed nation.
It started like this:
Furnia was sitting on a bench outside of a gigantic yacht that could host over 100 000 people, she was just sitting there, but then she got attacked by the fatui that came from an island that they were just passing.
Suddenly she gained immense water powers and fought back the fatui from all the way over at the island. But of course the ship she was on took that as a threat, meaning they were now trying to track her down.
So she gave herself in.
For some reason instead of a jail cell, they took furina to a stage, the head ceo of the ship(who was female) tried to make fun of furina.
So furina absolutely bitch slapped her so hard that the ceo fell to the ground, the crowd went wild, furina then reminded everyone on the ship, especially the ceo that she was the archon. Thus the highest authority in all of Fontaine. When getting off the stage someone shouted: âI LOVE YOU FURINA!â and furina shouted back that she loved all of them. Which made them all go wild again.
Furina then walked to the service helper place(whatever its called) and told the secretary there that there's a new job opening and when the secretary asked what furina simply replied âthe ceo positionâ
Furina then left the ship by simply hopping over the side and walking on the water like the queen she is.
She made it to the island, took whatever she pleased from the stores and went all âarchon powerâ to anybody who tried to stop her. She then used water to heal thousands of people here, defeat multiple bad guys and at one point she turned into a dragon made of water when she got extremely angry. For some reason childe was there, idk why but the entire nation became obsessed with their archon who had turned into a girlboss that takes no shit.
I kinda want to write a fanfic about this premiss, but itâll probably never finish, so anyone else feel free to write a fic around this idea.
Love you guys!
Hey guys, ao3 to tumblr to wattpad are they're any fics where when the overblot boys get kidnapped in book six, the reader gets kidnapped too?
Just curious, for scientific reasons. Totally.