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I DO HAVE A TIKTOK!! Although, I’m not as active on it as I wanna be smh (not active on a lot of platforms anymore TBHHH)…I have like 4 accounts and my main one ain’t even my twst one, but I’ll def consider posting headcanons on there if I find the time :3!!
Guys…I got into Gachiakuta and…Gachiakuta is just…too good.
Like— it has fully taken over my mind. I read all the manga chapters that were out in a day (155 of them)— I NEED MORE EPISODES FOR THE ANIME AND MORE CHAPTERS FOR THE MANGA. I’M NOT OK! 👍
Lowkey I may make an oc or something, I may even try and write some things…if I get time.
I say I’ll do a lot of things and then I don’t end up doing them…look, it’s not TOTALLY my fault, I get rlly busy and then I end up forgetting I said I was gonna write this and that, and also my motivation has been rlly drained ever since I started new meds so…I’m letting ppl down and I apologize…I’LL FORCE MYSELF TO WRITE—
Guys…I got into Gachiakuta and…Gachiakuta is just…too good.
Like— it has fully taken over my mind. I read all the manga chapters that were out in a day (155 of them)— I NEED MORE EPISODES FOR THE ANIME AND MORE CHAPTERS FOR THE MANGA. I’M NOT OK! 👍
Lowkey I may make an oc or something, I may even try and write some things…if I get time.
I say I’ll do a lot of things and then I don’t end up doing them…look, it’s not TOTALLY my fault, I get rlly busy and then I end up forgetting I said I was gonna write this and that, and also my motivation has been rlly drained ever since I started new meds so…I’m letting ppl down and I apologize…I’LL FORCE MYSELF TO WRITE—
I just wanted to make this post to finally announce a project I’ve been working on with some friends of mine!!
AHEM, PRESENTING—
Point Blank Obsession, a yandere visual novel.
I have officially made a blog for it, so if you guys are interested and want to support us with our journey on making it, then plz feel free to follow along!!!
*stumbles through door and almost falls face first*
TREY, DEUCE, LEONA, JACK, ROOK, MALLEUS, SILVER AND SEBEK WITH READER WHO LIKES TO BITE THEIR BUFF ARMS
NOT JUST A LIL NIBBLE BUT FULL NOTICEABLE BITE MARK(S) ON THE BICEP/FOREARM AND READER’S REPLY IS ALWAYS JUST LIKE :3
ROMANTIC PLEASE AND THANK YOU 🧎♀️
*🌒 turns into a dove and flies away*
A/N: “Wait!” Falls to my knees and puts a hand to my heart “Come back…”
We can address that I am disgustingly late to fulfilling this request, as I am with many others…what am I doing with my life—
Reader is Gender neutral! Referred to as Y/N and or Prefect (if any names are mentioned)!
Characters: Trey, Deuce, Leona, Jack, Rook, Malleus, Silver, and Sebek
Tags: Romance, established relationship with this one, a little sappy in some parts sorry gang :3
Warnings:
Biting
Swearing
I genuinely dunno what possessed me while writing…these scenarios were random but I tried 😭
Slightly suggestive. Just a bit. A TINY BIT
Uh…silly mentions of cannibalism. GUYS I AM SANE I SWEAR—
Sword (Silver) and Bow (Rook) usage
You just came over to Heartslabyul for a small checkup...that's all. An innocent little checkup on your dashingly handsome boyfriend who had no right to look so fine while hauling around bags of flour. He baked a lot, had to feed a lot of people, that much was known, so the copious amounts in those huge bags made sense. And thank the seven they packaged it that way because, sevens, this sight would not have been able to bless your eyes so graciously. You can't tear your gaze away; it's glued on him.
And then he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his forearms and a bit of his biceps. The way they flexed as he placed things where they needed to go was hypnotizing. Too good. Too sexy. Too...biteable. Yea. You just wanted to take a bite.
Not your fault they looked so tantalizing.
"Hey...Y/N, honey, can you come here for a second?" You snap out of your trance, and of course that shit eating grin graces over his stupid face. "Sorry...was I distracting you? Help me and you can go back to staring."
"Yea, yea...whatever." You grumble as you get up from the stool, assisting him to the best of your abilities. He'll be teasing you about this for a bit. Weren't you allowed to stare? Whatever...
After a little more finessing with the bags, he pauses, giving you a window for opportunity, an opening to...technically go for the kill-- the bite, in this case.
"Thanks for the help-- and what are you doing?" You wrap your hand around his wrist, a gesture that doesn't instantly give away your true intentions just yet.
He tilts his head.
"And what do you nee-- Ah!"
Chomp.
His muscles tense up in that area, his arm jerking slightly under the sharp pain. It wasn't that harsh. Not enough to break skin.
"Should I even...ask why you did that?" He mumbled after the shock died down.
"They just looked biteable."
"Right..." He sighs. He peers at the noticeable indent from your teeth on his arm, the area around blossoming with a shade of red. "That'll probably bruise."
"But is that such a bad thing?" You tease, batting your lashes. “I mean, cmon…a little mark never hurt.”
"I’m fairly sure it does hurt, but whatever you say—"
“Shhhhh, the baking made me hungry I guess. But not for the sweets.” Anyone could mistake that smile plastered across your face as pure innocence, but he knew better.
“You’re an odd one…” He mumbles with a whimsy tone as he pulls his arm back to his side.
"You chose me." You retort.
"That I did…unfortunately.”
“Exactly— hey, what?! What do you mean unfortunately…”
"Yes!"
Deuce and Jack made a good team for the sprinting relays, and while you were cheering for both, most of the excited yelps of “faster,” and “you’re almost there,” were targeted towards Deuce. They both had won the relay, beating RSA; all of their extensive training which you had the opportunity to witness a few times at their practices having been put to good use.
Deuce is hunched over, hands on his knees after running faster than he ever has in his entire existence…well, maybe. He’s probably run faster but, you know…
He looks up at the crowded bleachers as he pants, his eyes searching the rowdy group of bodies until he locks eyes with you. You see his eyes relax by a fraction, and you get up and scale down the metal steps to join him on the track.
You have to push past random coaches and weave past the athletic trainers on the side lines to reach your goal this time. Him.
“Good job! That was amazing. You and Jack.” Without thinking you pull him into a tight embrace. You could honestly care less about the sweat by now. He reciprocates with a warm smile and the exact fervent energy you used to hug him.
"Only cause you were cheering so loud, you know.” He mumbles out.
"Oh, hush. That wasn’t the main reason. You worked hard, too. I mean, the team work between you two was phenomenal.”
“Meh…you definitely were giving the both of us luck with all that screaming, don’t sell yourself short now.” Deuce insists.
“Oi…”
He chuckles and unwraps his arms from around your waist. With a small grunt he straightens up, his hands resting on his hips. His biceps flex in the best possible way. They look…almost too good.
Without sparing a second thought you slip your hand into his, tugging him away to the side of the bleachers before you land your blow— bite, on his muscle.
“WHA—“ he’s rendered speechless, the redness in his face from running doubled and enhanced by his embarrassment.
“I’m just so happy…” You begin. He can see you eyeing his other arm and he’s wondering if he should run…again.
“SO YOU BITE ME?!” He sputters. “THAT’S…REALLY WEIRD. AND AND…it’s…GAH, there’s teeth marks there— prefect.” He pouts at you, still utterly confused.
“Deucey…”
“Huh…”
His eyes meet yours and he sees that stupid smirk your wearing. But you look accomplished for some reason. He swallows down whatever other complaints he had and blinks slowly. Unsure, even still. You really did irk him a lot of the time, but he still adores you nonetheless.
“Um…why—“
“I felt like it! Anyways, cmon, we gotta find Ace and Grim…I left them alone, but arguably for a good reason. Heh…”
Leona:
He looks...peaceful. You're half surprised he didn't sense your presence in his room just yet. He must be out cold, well, colder than usual, and he's an even prettier sight with his facial features all relaxed; without that tense look of disdain for everything that exists in this world. Of course you got to be the one exception, the person he didn’t show any dismissiveness to, the prized possession, revered by him and many othesr cause of his status— maybe you’re getting a little full of yourself there. Anyways!
His hair is splayed out across the pillows, his ears twitch subconsciously as if someone is actively whispering sweet words to keep him in the haze of sleep. The moment is perfect.
His head is cradled by both of his hands, his biceps not even flexed but looking better than ever. Impulse control is such a foreign concept to you. You feel like you’re the predator in this situation and it’s quite thrilling. Being in his dorm more often may be starting to influence your…primal…instincts.
And then you bite.
He jolts awake. You’re pinned below and stare back up at him with the prettiest smile you can muster to hide the fact you didn’t just basically try to cannibalize on him.
“SWEET SEVEN— H-Hey sleepy head—“
“Don’t pull that. You’re lucky I knew it was you…” He groans as he sits back on his haunches. “The hell was that for, herbivore?”
“They…us…me…I…UMMMM—“ You chuckle nervously.
He looks at his arm, his tail flicking behind him, not really portraying any thoughts he’s thinking. Wonderful! Either you’re in deep shit or he’ll let it slide. You obviously want the safe option.
“Your bite strength is laughable.” He scoffs, but continues, “Do you have any idea what biting can imply?” He blinks slowly. He doesn’t exactly look angry, but that resting bitch face is as hard as ever to decipher.
“Um…no.” You nod and give a thumbs up. All to lighten the mood, yea!
“You just marked me.”
“Look I— what? Uh, pardon?”
“That’s what biting means amongst mates. From a batsmen perspective.” He says it calmly. Maybe it’s not that big of a deal, anyways. The whole “you’re his and he is yours” thing was established a bit ago.
“Then yes! I was staking my claim. Who wouldn’t be territorial over those biceps and…Shapley arms, heh—“
“The act should be reciprocated, naturally. Since you bit me in a place you liked…I’ll bite my favorite part on you.”
Jack:
“And then— just wait, you will never guess what happens next.” You pause for dramatic effect, lifting your head off of the bed just a bit to look over at Jack. He’s still fixing up his plants, nodding along.
“What happened?” His interest is clearly peaked! He’s just so into the drama for sure…he’s really not. But you’re gonna yap his ear off either way.
“Ace had the audacity to call me, and I quote, ‘a lazy piece of shit,’ which to be honest, he’s one to talk. I mean I didn’t take it to heart but still…the guy needs to learn when to shut up. It’s honestly so aggravating sometimes!” You plop your head back on the pillows.
“Sounds like Ace’s usual self. Don’t be too distraught because of his words. It’s just…normal for him, I guess.”
“I know.” You huff out.
A silence washes over the two of you as he busies himself. You turn in his bed, eyeing up everything around the room once again as boredom drifts over. Jack’s tail is fluffy, same with his ears. You always thought the dorm uniforms were a bit weirdly cut, ah, but his biceps. His forearms. His everything, really, but mainly his arms.
“Jack…I don’t think the cactus needs anymore water.” You mumble.
“You’re right. I’m done, I’m done.” He sighs. The watering can clinks as he sets it back down on the windowsill.
Jack walks over and sits on the edge of his bed which you’re so kindly taking up most of. He looks down at you and you gaze back up at him, and he takes that silent message conveyed and lays down beside you.
You curl up against him without a second thought and rest your head right on his arm. But unfortunately for him, your needs aren’t fully satisfied just yet. Sevens, his arms were just perfect. He did track so, obviously he weight lifted. You just want to give a small bite, hell, a nibble. Yea. That’s all.
“So, anything else happened in the study group that I should resent Ace for— ah!” Jack completely freezes and even his ears flattening against his head as the pain finally registers.
There you are, mouth latched onto his bicep. He’s shocked and at a loss for words. You were marking him? Well, that’s jumping to conclusions, maybe. Would there even be an answer from you if he asked why you did that? Yea, probably not.
“I feel compelled to ask what the purpose of that was for…”
You just smile at him innocently. “Felt like it.”
Rook:
"And just like this, mon Trickster, aim the bow carefully. Perfect! Ah, tut, keep your arm straight, you must hit the target head on.”
“I don’t…see how this is necessary—“
“But it is! To have the ability to yield such a weapon could be useful one day. Imagine I’m not around to save you! Ah, the horrors…this is why I should teach you even more than just how to handle a bow.” He clicks his tongue again and gets closer, which shouldn’t be possible since he is quite literally pressing every part of himself he can to you.
His arms are caged around you, his hands over yours on the bow. The bow creaks as he pulls back the string and readjusts the aim once again to achieve the perfect shot; to kill whatever it is to be in its way, and that’s a bullseye. No animals are being harmed, although he insisted maybe trying live targets next…how about no…
“Now…let go.” His hand moves off of yours and you let the string snap back, propelling the arrow forth and away from its starting point. It barrels forward, and as it hits the target a loud thunk can be heard as the sharp tip lodges itself into the red dot right in the middle.
“Ah, beauté!! Just lovely!” He cheers as he places down the bow. You actually did it! With help, of course, but you got a bullseye! Happiness evokes all negative thoughts you had before about even learning, and you can’t help but feel so proud of yourself, and Rook for helping. He hugs you from behind, murmuring praises like prayers as if you were some higher being. The way he’s revering you is akin to your status being one of the great sevens…geez.
“Rook…that’s enough…” his arms only tighten.
His bicep is pressed right against your cheek. You did get a bullseye, so…a reward should be in place! What better reward than just…chomping down. Granted he had his whole dorm get up on and all that fabric was in the way, but beggars can’t be choosers! You turn your head and sink your teeth in.
His words stop spilling out and he goes silent. He tilts his head at your display, but then he smiles. It’s wide, his eyes grow lidded and he chuckles.
“What’s this?”
You remove your mouth, wiggling your way free from his arms and sitting down on a stump.
“Uh…I don’t even know. They just looked…edible?”
“Cannibalism is truly such a fascinating way to show another how much you mean to them, wanting to consume them so then they’ll be with you, forming an even deeper connection. Ah, you feel that way towards me? You want to consume me whole just because of how much you cherish me? I feel the same— ah, of course, once I shed all the layers you can bite me again. To truly mark me for certain!“
“WHAT?!!” He crouches down in front of you, chuckling and suddenly even more giddy.
Well…now he’s glorifying cannibalism. Shit—
Malleus:
"The gargoyles are crafted with great detail. It's quite sad to see them rot in such a place like this...” His voice is monotone, but a hint of solemn sympathy surfaces.
You two are on a nightly stroll, arm linked with arm, and Malleus studying the gargoyles, which you’re sure he’s done plenty of times before, and relaying any bit of information he can to you. It’s a peaceful setting, the pressure that’s usually on you, dissipating and fading away.
“Yea…gargoyles. NRC…yep…” You mumble. Sometimes you wish he wasn’t so nocturnal. Of course that’s just how he is, but him insisting on a walk, in the middle of the night keep in mind, after such a long and tiring day for you, really takes a toll on any amounts of energy that you have left. If any…
Your eyes flutter shut and you lean heavily against him as you walk on autopilot. But the rustling of fabric shortly reawakens you, and the warmth that envelops your figure: his blazer.
“I must apologize, truly. In my daze for wanting to see your radiant beauty again, I forgot that humans do not function well at night.”
“Pshhhh…I’m…sorta here. Physically, but not mentally!” You reassure in a joking manner, but he only looks more guilty. Guilty and pretty!
The moonlight dances across his features, basking him in this silvery sort of glow and you swear you just started salivating at the sight. Especially with his blazer off, the fabric taut against his arms. His biceps— you have to look away. You’re definitely awake now.
“Don’t apologize. If I was really that tired I wouldn’t have agreed to walk with you, you know? I’m just getting a little sleepy. Nothing concerning, I promise. Just so long as I can…” you wrap your arm back around his, nuzzling your cheek into his bicep. “Hold on like this, I’m better than ever!”
He reluctantly nods, trusting your better judgement since you know yourself better. “Allow me to escort you back to ramshackle. I wouldn’t want you to tire out anymore—“
The once innocent nuzzling into his arm is replaced by a sharp pain, and the culprit? Of course it’s you. You pull your mouth away, giggling softly. He’s just a little concerned, quite frankly. Such an odd behavior from you, yet he doesn’t mind it all that much. He knows its implications in beastmen culture…
“I…see.”
Oh. That’s…all he has to say? Nothing else? He’s not gonna ask why you just bit him? Alright…
“I do not know how to form a response nor question to what you did. Should I even bother to ask what your reasoning was for your action?”
“Eh…I don’t really have a reason myself…just felt like it, I guess? You’re too pretty. That’s my reason.”
“Should I bite you back, leave a mark as you have done to me, since your beauty surpasses mine? Since that was your reason, after all. Why not match it?”
“Huh?! I mean…uhhhh—“
“How about on the neck?” He leans his face closer to yours.
Are you gonna sleep tonight? Perchance… :D
SIlver:
Much to your dismay, you’re seated on the bench as you watch Silver masterfully wield his sword, slicing through the fake targets in a single swing. It’s hypnotic, really.
He always looked so pretty when he did…everything. Sleeping? Pretty. Eating? So cute. Working out? Someone get the defibrillator because you just went into cardiac arrest due to how hauntingly gorgeous he is. Maybe a tad bit dramatic, but it’s not like it couldn’t happen. It’s a hypothetical!
The way he moves…you genuinely feel like a female bird witnessing the male out on a performance with all his pretty feathers.
“Silver?” You stand up from the seat, shuffling your way over.
He stops mid swing and looks back at you, chest rising and falling with batted breath, his sleeves rolled up exposing his arms— uhh…you mean his eyes are so pretty.
“I think I’ve watched you enough…teach me how to do whatever you’re doing with the sword!” You place your hands on your hips, hoping the determination will convince him.
“I don’t see why not.” He nods. “I suppose it would be useful, especially in a situation when I’m not there to protect you.” He holds out his hand to you, and you take it.
In your dominant hand he places the sword. It’s heavier than you expected. You do suppose it is just solid metal…you wonder how much Lilia’s blade weighs now. “feels…sturdy.” You examine it. Even though it’s just a training sword it still has pretty designs. It’s not like you’re gonna spar with anyone.
Silver only chuckles as I brings your other hand to wrap around the hilt. “I trust you enough to wield it well…
“You better trust me!”
You hold the sword up in front of you, waving it around a bit to get a feel for it. “What’s next?”
“Swing. Like this.” His arms wrap around you and his hands overlap yours, squeezing gently as he guides your movements.
“Father would be able to teach you better…but I don’t know if he would be interested…”
You’re barely paying attention to his words, mainly watching his arms. They’re too good…how much can he bench press? Probably a lot…with those arms, heh…
“Are you paying attention—“
Bite.
Your teeth sink into his forearm, and you can’t help but happily and giggle. The sword clatters to the ground and he looks at you confused, maybe even a bit intrigued.
“What…was that for?”
“Um…no reason!” You shrug and pick up the sword. “Shall we continue?”
Sebek:
He’s been hiding from you all day! Not necessarily hiding…more getting side tracked doing this and that and, just relatively everything it seems like. You just wanna see him for a little, that’s all!
“Sebby…? Sebek!! SEBEK—“ you peer around the corner in the stables and see the green haired boy staring back at you, albeit a little embarrassed. He turns away and points his chin up, scoffing, yet his bravado doesn’t stay for long.
“I would appreciate it if you refrain from using such familiar nicknames in public.” He mumbles with a small pout. He hoists a saddle back onto its prospective storage rack and leads the horse back into its stable.
“So I can’t say your name anymore, I see how it is…Sebby—”
“Enough!” He yelps. The horse jolts at the raise in his voice and looks at him, and you, like a crime has just been committed. “What if someone were to hear that? Sevens forbid it’s Lord Malleus who could hear such…such…a foolish name!” He purses his lips into a tight line as he crosses his arms. “As his retainer I must not participate in such folly.”
“I’m sure he wouldn’t care—“
“I MUST BE PERFECT AND PRESENTABLE TO BE ABLE TO SERVE HIM— not…lovesick or distracted.” He huffs.
“Right…so I should just leave then, right—“
“That is not what I meant! For you to leave now would be horrible— I, well, it would be unacceptable, I mean.” He corrects himself with a small cough and shuts the stable door.
“You can linger around, I suppose, while I tidy up.” He gives a curt nod and goes about to get the correct supplies to perform his duties.
You do linger around, asking small questions here and there as he works, but your eyes are glued to his arms. You watch the muscles flex and stretch out the fabric covering them— shit, it’s sort of an unholy sight, but in a good way. He looks so determined, so sweet, so pretty as he works, so much so you just need to get closer.
“Sebs!”
“What…?” He sighs, setting down the full feed bin back into its corner.
You stride over and grab his hand, sending immediately into a state of flustered shock. He was about to speak, but his words get stuck in his throat as he feels your mouth wrap around the side of his arm, and then your teeth sink in.
“AH?!”
“Heh—“
“WHAT WAS THAT— you, you, you…HUMAN WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?”
“Absolutely nothing, I’d say. Just wanted to show some appreciation!” You smile innocently.
I genuinely just typed random words half the time—
Apologies for any spelling or grammatical errors, I’m the queen of making them for a reason 😼
OK, BYE LOVELIES, LOVE YA
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A/N: Hey guys…been a while, huh? YEA, A REALLY LONG TIME. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t get bored of writing 🧍♀️(yes, I did get bored of writing. Writers block took me the FUCK out and tbh…I was just so drained for months and I kinda just…fell out of it.) BUT, I have returned!!!! HUZZAH, and what better way to return by continuing with the silly headcanons for the boys? Exactly. 🤩🤩
So, I am back. HELLO NEW FOLLOWERS WEEHEEHEE!!! Feel free to request stuff now, and I’ll see what I can conjure up. My mind is refreshed and I wanna write again 😈😈
Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw(you're here :D), Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia, + Bonus staff?!! (Spoiling y'all...) (the rest are TBD…)
Warnings:
Swearing
Simply Headcanons!!! Nothing is cannon…WELL—
It’s a fact he doesn’t particularly care for music, but, if he does decide to play any, I feel he’d gravitate towards more, soft, maybe even lofi songs. But, due to the demeanor of the songs, how “up beat” they could seem, if he’s caught listening to it, he’ll blame it on a bad shuffle from a random playlist that was picked 😭
He sleeps a lot. That’s well known, but I feel when he was younger he definitely would sleep in random places all over his palace. Specifically somewhere where people couldn’t find him. Cue his parents freaking the FUCK out cause their child is “missing” for days straight, but bro is just sleeping in some forgotten servant corridor or whatever. He’d appear again just for food and what not then proceed to scare the shit out of staff with his random reappearance.
Younger Leona walks into the kitchen and reaches up for a cup of water on the counter, chef looks down and screams for guards. Leona looks at the chef puzzled.
“Would you quit your yelling? I just woke up…”
Acts even more entitled when sick. Most men do that anyways— UM, I DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING :D. Don’t interrupt his naps ESPECIALLY when he’s ill
When he actually did care about his academics, definitely a caffeine addict. Coffee as soon as he would wake up, then downing energy drinks. Probably enough to lead into a cardiac arrest
Do you think it’s appropriate to say he also went through an emo phase? More so like a…woe is me sorta thing
Was made fun of by a woman. Specifically one of the guards at the palace, and he…never recovered 😞 (his ego is still hurt)
(I’m running out of ideas, can u tell? :D)
Definitely scams first years with fake passes that he SWEARS they need to be able to function around the college. A pass to use the stairwell? Yea, that’s like, a real thing you have to pay for. (New flash, it’s not).
“Uh, duh…of course you’re gonna need a broom pass. All funds will be deposited to me at the beginning of each week— what? No I swear this is real. Everyone has to pay to use a broom. It’s common sense— wait no, I’m not scamming you!!!”
Just like Ace, will mix up random food items at lunch and then have people place bets on if he’ll throw up the mixture, or keep it down. Hyenas have strong stomachs, so he always wins these bets.
Cleans or fixes stuff without people even asking him to do anything, and then he proceeds to demand a favor or money from them as payment— 💀
The type of guy to always loose his pencils. One moment it’ll be there then the next it’ll be teleported away to sevens knows where. If he finds one on the ground randomly he considers himself lucky 😌
Speaking of luck, I feel like he has his own sets of actions that he considers “lucky.” For every 50 dandelions he picks he can make a wish— he wished for more dandelions once. Obviously he got those…
Jack Howl (gng I don’t have a photo for him yet— SOON)
Definitely will say dad jokes, and not even at like a good time either. Imagine two people at each others throats, screaming at each other and about to throw hands, and Jack is over here attempting to lighten a mood with some horrible joke and then whoever was fighting will…kinda get more ticked off.
Ace and deuce yelling at each other over…something. First years decided on a study session but it clearly isn’t going too well
“You two are like two brick walls…what do walls do? Meet at the corner. Come to an agreement…”
Ace and Deuce just stare at him…
“Get it…?”
“Fuck off—“
All friend groups have like some sort of dad or mom friend. Since I mentioned dad jokes, I envision Jack as the dad friend. He works overtime, though. Give him some vacation days…
His tail is so fluffy! But then it also doubles as a duster and dirt collector. He hates how fast it can get tangled, too. Definitely carries a comb with him
FROM HIS SLEEP WEAR I CAN’T JUST…shake the idea that he slicks his hair back like Johnny Bravo— but of course his hair doesn’t wanna stay like that, so…
Curses occasionally, and when he does, it’ll be like the end of the world to whoever he knows well around him. Something really bad must be going on if Jack is cursing…
When his plants die he hosts little funerals. No one’s invited, of course, just a one on one thing before he returns it to the earth. Will be a little sullen the next day.
WELL, hey, hi, how’s it going 🤩
That’s that done…just gotta do the rest of the forms and— I SEE WHY I TOOK SUCH A LONG BREAK 😭😭
Anyways, as always, I hope u enjoyed my madness. In the near future you can expect some Halloween writings to be coming up!! (SKULLY, plus the rest of the cast, as well), also maybe some staff x reader!! (Reader in this case will be a LEGAL ADULT, thank u…)
Anyways, time will tell, and my brain will also decide how well she wants to work. Just know I’m a busy person, too, but I’m glad to be back!
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~ Book 7.5 Spoiler #6: Welcome Malleus and Lilia, the new freeloaders of Ramshackle! ~ (Reminder to filter out "spoiler" if you don't want to see these)
So the first years went to Crowley to tell him about Mickey and the mirror. Crowley is agitated, because there are such cases in Twisted Wonderland wherein mirrors or books become doors to other worlds; swallowing them up and never to be seen again!
Crowley: "I cannot allow inexperienced first-years to investigate such matters on their own!"
Malleus: "Then allow me to watch over them."
EVERYONE WAS SO SHOCKED OMG
Yuu: "You really mean it, Hornton?"
Malleus then explains that going by what Yuu and the others said (HE NAME DROPPED YUU WE ALL CHEERED), then this Mickey was able to breach through his domain from another world. Just what kind of creature is able to do something like that?
Then came the realization: is Mickey stronger than Malleus?! Grim shared that Mickey said he wasn't a mage, so Malleus is all the more intrigued.
Lilia: "Hey Malleus. Did you forget that you're not completely well yet? ... Dear me. Then I'll stay over as well, just in case."
Sebek: "If, if waka-sama and Lilia-sama are participating, then I shall join as well!"
The first years tease Sebek because he was just saying a moment ago that he's a busy man and can't be bothered with the Ramshackle's problems. 😭😭😭😭
Ortho: "Since we've got such reliable upperclassmen here, you can just focus on studying or practicing for the inter-school Spelldrive, right?"
Sebek: "ABSOLUTELY NOT! I INSIST ON JOINING!!!"
Silver laughs and says he's glad that all hands are on deck.
Deuce: "It's so incredible and reassuring to have Draconia-senpai and the others' help!"
Crowley is then so relieved that Malleus volunteered as a live sacrifice-- AHEM. He meant EVERYONE especially himself is especially busy these days, so he loves to see the spirit of cooperation. He declared that he'll consider this as an extracurricular, so the first years get pumped up. Crowley specifically warns them not to stay up too late and doze off in class.
Lilia: "As supervisors, Malleus and I will definitely stay here every night... But we can't possibly have everyone come over everytime, right?"
Ortho agrees, and according to his analysis, it's essential that different people do various things every night to reliably reproduce the phenomenon. Ace and Deuce agree before declaring that they need to draw up a shifting schedule because SOME PEOPLE can't stay up until 10PM so they can only come during weekends. Jack SNEEZES from far away because he feels like someone's talking shit about him. Epel is concerned for Jack. 😭
Grim: "We don't just gotta think about the shifts, but the snacks and drinks too! Monday is chocolates, Tuesday is potato chips... Nyaha! It's gonna be fun~!"
Sebek: "This is an extracurricular, not a slumber party!"
Lilia: "Kehehe, who could've thought that I'd still be having Pajama Parties with friends at this age! Everyone, make sure to bring your cutest pajama!"
Malleus: "A Pajama Party... I've never been invited to one before. I am positively looking forward to this gathering."
Sebek: "Oh...... Waka-sama! Hey, everyone, WE'LL MAKE THIS THE BEST PAJAMA PARTY EVER!"
Yuu: "Sounds like it's gonna get noisy every night!"
Grim: "Don'tcha worry! As the boss of Ramshackle, I'm gonna put everyone in line AND make sure our investigation runs smoothly!"
Yuu: "Thanks, Grim."
Grim: "Yeah! Just leave it to me."
BDASJDNSAKDLANSK THIS IS SO CUTE OH MY GOOOOOD! To see EVERYONE looking forward to this makes my heart swell. MALLEUS AND GRIM MY BELOVEDS I WILL LAY MY LIFE FOR YOU
I don’t wanna say I’m going on hiatus again, but that might be the case. Let me offer an explanation as to why I haven’t been posting 😭
For starters, I’m taking part in two pretty large projects right now, both of the projects involving me and one other person! So the workload is rough since we both have to take on a lot. But ironically enough, the projects require me to do a ton of writing…like think probably two whole books worth, plus I have character designs to do, even one for my Oc. SO, where does this get me now?
I’d say I’m sort of in limbo currently, I’m working on my drafts a little maybe every other day, but I obviously haven’t posted anything. Both of these projects I’m excited to be able to do because they’re with rlly good friends, and it’s something different for me at least. I can’t exactly spill out any info on what it is I’m working on, but both will take a while to even become a superficial topic. These past days for me have just been finding a storyline to do.
So, I hope this clears something up 😭, but requests will stay open, so you can add to them if you’d like.
A/N: just to post something…here are random headcanons I quite literally thought up on the spot. also yay…headcanons again…haven’t done this for a while
ALSO HAPPY PRIDE MONTH YAY!!!
First is Heartslabyul!
Warnings:
swearing!
Heartslabyul (you're here :D), Savanaclaw, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia, + Bonus staff?!! (Spoiling y'all...) (the rest are TBD…)
You can’t use slang and you can’t talk in an abridged fashion around this mf…he will be correcting you on how to speak properly. It’s kind of a habit for him.
“And I was gonna head out—“
“Correct the proper pronunciation of the words…’And I was going to take my leave—‘“
Secret stuffed animal he keeps locked away. Bought it on a whim when he seen it in the markets. If anyone seen him with the plushie that looked like vorpal then he’d be done for
His long term memory? Fantastic. Short term memory, though? Yea...not so great, hence why he has to study so much, then of course he enforces it on others. FOR FUN YAY!
Had an emo phase, was then busted for it by his mother and she threw all of his "emo" belongings into the fireplace while reciting rules... (my pookie suggested this one…and I can see it 😎)
Draws fairly well, sketching, painting, whatever it may be. Discovered this through art classes at NRC, but he doesn't dabble it unless for a grade...such potential...wasted :(
LITERAL MAMA'S BOY. We all know Deuce is, but what about Trey? No, Trey is one, trust.
Talking on the phone... "He ma...yea I'm doing good! Yea, I've been baking as usual...coming up with new recipes-- oh, I wanted to ask you if we could shop around when I go on break? Good-- yes, yes, then back to tending to the bakery. Got it."
Doesn't really like to eat what he bakes after. He'll taste test it periodically throughout the baking process, but after looking at it and smelling it for so long he just...doesn't want it anymore
His parents force him to take up editing photos of the bakery so they can put them on their website. Learns it fairly quickly...look who he's friends with--
Plays pranks on Riddle for fun and then blames it on Ace and Deuce. Trey would never do that, you know? It's all totally Ace and Deuce's fault, shhhh.
"ACE! DEUCE!" Riddle screams...well, then. Not Trey's fault...even if he did set it up, heh
Was canceled once on Magicam, but he rebounded and made a come back. It was over something stupid as well-- they gave him a warning for posting a video of him skateboarding since to their guidelines it was, "A dangerous act you should not replicate." Yea he crashed out...
Got caught reading wattpad smut on his phone when he was younger by his sisters. His sisters will NOT let that incident go...more reasons for him to despise them--
casually reading shit he shouldn't be-- "Cater, no way"
"AHHHHH!!" throws his phone
went vegan once, simply to follow a trend, then he stopped cause he didn't like many of the food choices. Cater for ya...
Puts the subway surfers game play on the bottom of his ranting posts so ppl focus on it--
HAS gotten bullied on roblox by a little kid...multiple times, then he's back talked them and gotten banned. He has a love hate relationship with the game.
playing roblox...kid is being a real dick, bugging him for money on Bloxburg, cater has had enough and the kid keeps saying mean things...
"ok? yea? well...I'll be in bed with ur ma tonight and we'll make a kid she'll actually love..."
gets banned..."MOTHER FUCKER--"
has roleplayed online. Still does on secret accounts
Played girls like there was no tomorrow back in his middle school era, but then his mother and then his brother scolded him so he cleaned up his act...
Unlike cater, Ace is the one who does the bullying on all types of games, never gets in trouble for it, though. Moderators turn away I guess...
No filter with this guy, he will speak his mind freely-- he puts some sort of a filter on around Riddle, however...or else Riddle would always have his head...yay.
At lunch he will mix together random food items and condiments, plus the drinks, and then eat/drink whatever concoction he made...then he bets people he won't consume it. Everyone around the table will bet he can't, then he'll down it...
"Deuce...give me the milk-- yes I'm gonna mix it with the mustard...yes? It's funny...oh! Yo, Prefect, give me your celery sticks--"
Nasty...belgh
Partakes in those trends where you moan or are just loud in public places, like the library. Doesn't care, also forces people to do it with him just for the hell of it. Always wins...
After looking back on his past, bro got hit with a truck load of guilt. Still feels bad for stealing that lollipop from the candy store when he was in his delinquent stage...He'll get over it. Maybe...no he won't. He'll go find the store owner just to give him some money
Will slip up and curse, sailors mouth, then he'll get all bashful about it after...if it's around Riddle then he may as well jump off a bridge--
pours his tea. It's too hot, so when he takes a sip he burns his tongue-- "shit, bitch, asshole...fucking cunt. Fuck...hot." He mutters under his breath
"What did you say, Deuce?" Riddle's cup makes a clink, and that's the only sound he can hear since everyone else went quiet...
Fairly versatile with music! In his...more heartfelt moments, whether that be a stressful one or he's just angry, probably heavy metal. Happy moments? Pop! While studying, something he picked up from Riddle most likely, he'll listen to classical.
Will respond to you with a resting bitch face...bro doesn't mean it, really, he just kinda...developed it
Sleepwalks/sleep-fights...Once woke up his dorm members with this when they awoke to him punching Ace while he slept. Funny moment. 10/10
Ace sleeping peacefully, then-- BAM! Deuce hits him...he was having a bad dream.
"AHOWWW! H-HEY! WHAT THE FUCK--"
Yea...so...Riddle scolded both of them :D
A/N: I dunno guys…just went with what my heart was saying on this one…
And now I disappear again 👅
Crawls away
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