20⬆️ | she/her | Multifandom | Yumeshipper | my friends told me I like Leona TOO much...is it that obvious?? I just yap and post drawings | pfp & banner by me!
I'm Indonesian so it's my mother tongue and also english is my second language, feel free to talk to me with any of these!
I like gaming, either otome/visual novel, open world, RPG, turned based, 5v5 and other stuff. I love anime and movies too! Mostly animations or superheroes. Hmm and I also like crafting things
I like to talk and geek about my favorite series, especially Twisted Wonderland so that's what I will mostly talk about here and any other interest of mine
Currently going back into drawing (thx to all the wonderful artists here who inspired me again💕) and I'm relearning it on digital!
I usually draw my Leona yumeship, or other Yuusona x canon, and just our beloved twst boys in general!
Arriving at Leona's room at midnight to be the first person to wish him a happy birthday. At first, it didn't sound like the best idea, considering he'd obviously be asleep at that hour, so, with a touch of nerves, you walked down the dark hallway to his room and slid in as slowly as you could. When you said his name, you knew he wouldn't wake up because of your almost whispered voice; it wasn't until your hands gently moved him that you noticed him stir.
At first, he only opened one eye, until he realized it was you. He let out a sound you could tell was sleepiness before rubbing his eyes to fully wake up. Because of the darkness outside, he quickly realized it was still quite late, so that was probably what surprised him most. It wasn't until several seconds later that he felt his brain finally connect several thoughts, and his lips parted slightly to ask what you were doing there, however you spoke before he could even say a word.
“Happy birthday!” His eyes flicked to the small birthday cake in your hands and the tiny candle that barely illuminated his face. Leona sat up quickly, unsure if his mind was still half asleep or if he simply couldn't believe his girlfriend had stayed up so late just for that.
“You came all the way here to wish me a happy birthday?” His voice was hoarse from still feeling sleepy, but the mere thought of you having gone to his dorm at this hour—especially knowing it was against the rules—was unusual.
You nodded before sinking down beside him, bringing the small cake closer to his face. “You have to make a birthday wish.” This was going much better than you’d expected, even though Leona never minded you waking him up—and probably the reason you sometimes end up doing Ruggie’s job—you had never gone into his room like that in the middle of the night.
But his girlfriend had come all the way there in the middle of the night just to be the first person to wish him a happy birthday. How could he even think of being upset about it? The guys at the spelldrive club always made a big fuss about his birthday, but this felt… different.
“What am I supposed to ask for?”
“Whatever. Maybe classes will be canceled tomorrow because there’s an exam.” It had been more of a joke, which had made him smile slightly. However, his eyes shifted to you, watching as the very soft light from the candle illuminated your face. His gaze returned to the cake in your hands, and seconds later, the remnants of the extinguished candle smoke rose between you.
You felt his arms encircle your waist a few seconds later, making you quickly place the dessert on the nightstand before collapsing onto the bed beside him. Oh, Leona certainly hadn’t asked for classes to be canceled, but he probably already had what he wanted.
Funny enough, been thinking of Leona's naked neck cause of his haircut in his playful lanpd card. But he got a vest that hides it. And I just love how he shows his neck in his new card, so, I wanted to draw something cute.
Do not let Leona being too sexy, must be protected XD.
this might just be me and my need to humble tf out of leona kingscholar but I genuinely think that man is so attracted to hyperfeminine, pretty pink princess girls who can and will kick his ass. verbally, sexually, whatever. he wants his girl to look like a lil dainty flower but have the personality of a fucking venus flytrap. she gives him a look and he immediately drops to his knees and goes, 'yes, ma.' with his tail wagging hard asf.
Someone on the discord server I'm in shared this link
And it shows what your birth symbols (flower, gem, zodiac, etc) are and it's really cute and everyone should try it w/ their OCs or yumeships. There's an option for 1 or 2 people like so:
(🦁🧵 art by @/bunnwich btw)
Gonna start a tag game because I wanna see what everyone cooks up (ofc it's not limited to only twst OCs/ships. Go wild!)
What they do when you get cancelled as the new love interest in their favorite otome game
Caleb
Crashes out so bad. He actually crashes out and starts raging. Will start petitions online to get you back and will MAKE people sign them. Even the ones that weren't particularly interested in your release. Sends emails after emails to the game company to not do this to you. Writes in the survey how shallow they are for cancelling you. That's all he could do right? Is what you thought. This man will show up at the game company with a bunch of other players. If that doesn't work he will get a hacker and hack in the game server and leak your release. He's not giving up on you.
Rafayel
Sulks in his bathtub the first time he heard the news of your cancellation. Starts painting you and won't stop. You basically become his original character now and you're in every one of his paintings. “Didn't he paint this same maiden in the last painting?” “Doesn't this painting look a lot similar to last ones?” Murmurs spread around the exhibition and Thomas starts panicking. But he won't stop. This is to send a message that if they're going to cancel you he's going to keep bringing you back even at the cost of his own career, about which he could care less.
Zayne
He's the dawnbreaker, the foreseer and Dr. Zayne. You best believe that he will somehow find a way to you and bring himself in your game and become your canon love interest. Problem solved
Xavier
Nero 2.0 Will start a blog with your name and will defend you from the haters. Will get Isaiah and Jeremiah with him into this, though they do it for the fun. Isaiah absolutely rages at others. “If you're so keen on getting a character deleted because you don't like it, you should also consider getting yourself deleted because I don't like you.” Also replies to another comment saying they're gonna leave the game if you don't get cancelled with “Good. Don't bother coming back.” He gets so bummed out, he was saving diamonds in game for you and got a lot of savings for your upcoming merch and stuff. It's alright, he gets it all custom made.
Sylus
Buys the company and releases you himself.
⤷ Please don't be sad about the current situation. I hope this comedy of a thing that appeared in my mind gave you a little laugh. And please don't quit or uninstall the game because the other boys are gonna sure miss you as heck.
Hiii, I love your works!! <3 May I make a request?
How would the overblot boys react to a kiss from Reader pre-relationship?
Scenario example: Like, the boys and Reader are hanging out, the boys get sleepy/tired and the Reader is with them, and when the boys doze off, the Reader gives them a peck? (On the cheek/forehead/temple, etc. You can pick the area and it could be different for each boy, if you want!)
The kiss could wake them up or they could realize it the next morning! Do whatever, honestly! Go crazy!! Have fun!! That's the whole point!!
Thank you so much all the fics you write, it genuinely makes my day to see you post <<33
“It’s getting later baby”
In which you and your crush are hanging out! (ᗒᗨᗕ) it’s been a few hours and by now he’s a little sleepy…but he just looks so cute you can’t help but give him a small peck!
Overblot boys x gn!reader
Content warnings: reader is yuu/prefect, fluff, pre relationship, it’s crazy clear you guys have a crush on each other, confessions (malleus), with everyone else it’s heavily implied they share feelings and will confess later on!, cryptic couldn’t think of a better title gulp…,maybe ooc during some parts please excuse that!
A/n: Ah hello, my dear! (´⌣`ʃƪ) thank you so much for the request! It’s such a sweet concept I just have to write it! Thank you also for the sweet words, it truly makes me happy to know you enjoy my work! Some of these might run longer than others (mostly idia) but besides that I do hope you enjoy! (⺣◡⺣)♡
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Fun fact! did you know that if you feel sleepy around someone you love it isn’t boredom but a biological sign of deep emotion safety. Your brain interprets their presence as secure and safe so it turns off its own alert mode which in turn allows your body to rest (ㅅꈍ﹃ꈍ)
━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
Afternoon sunlight spilled through the warped glass of the ramshackle dorm windows, dust motes danced slowly in the air as the sun casted a warm golden hue across the wooden floorboards.
There was an old oak grandfather clock in the corner of the lounge room, one that had presumably been there for decades…the golden pendulum that sat dead center of it swung slowly from side to side, causing it to tick away in a steady and hypnotic rhythms. It was the only sound breathing the comfortable silence between the two of you
Truly this was a rare pocket of time you were gifted, it was peaceful and quiet which was a big change from the usual chaos loud you experienced in your new day to day life and you absolutely cherished it!
You were supposed to be studying for the latest history test coming up, you had to! With professor trein making the latest assignments excruciatingly difficult for no apparent reason you knew the test wouldn’t be any different!
Unfortunately this was the last resort…fortunately, you had the best study partner in the world! who also just so happened to be the guy you were practically head over heels for
Your textbooks and notes were open and sprawled out on the wooden coffee table but your attention had long since drifted from the messy notes and books in front of you, instead your gaze kept wondering to the body that sat besides you on the worn out sofa
He had insisted on coming over under the guise of helping you study, this was a big test coming up after all!…or perhaps it was to keep you company, to have an excuse to hang out with you alone..hm maybe even both!
Over the past hour his usual sharp focus had begun to slowly slip. You watched, thoroughly endeared as he fought a losing battle against his own exhaustion. His eyelids fluttered shut and his breathing would even out before he stubbornly jerked awake not even a moment later, blinking repeatedly at a spot on the wall before the cycle repeated itself. Occasionally he would let out a soft mutter, one that was meant to be a reply to questions you had asked but even that began to slow.
Finally, with one soft, quiet sigh that sounded entirely too vulnerable, he surrendered to his own exhaustion. His head tipped to the side for a moment before coming to rest against the plush back of the couch before eventually falling asleep
You hadn’t noticed as you were reading over some of your own notes, referencing one of the textbooks to make sure you had the correct information
“Ohhh…oh! Okay so I think I got it now, the queen of hearts would play croquet using flamingos for mallets and hedgehogs for balls..? Well what about…”
Slowly your voice trailed off as you finally looked over at him, expecting to see him wide awake instead you were met with the surprise of his sleeping figure. He looked truly ethereal as his chest slowly rose and fell, breathing evened out as he slept peacefully
Slowly you set the notes down, the urge to study was completely thrown out the window. Without the burden of his past weighing him down, his duties, and just the basic everyday stress that fell upon him to keep up with classes, his features were completely transformed into something that was the equivalent of calm..
The air in the room suddenly felt thicker, it was charged with unspoken tension that had been building up between the two of you for months before this
-The lingering looks that lasted for a second too long
-The “accidental” brush of hands in the halls as he walked you to your next class
-The way he seemed to gravitate toward you in a crowded room, completely ignoring everyone else around him
-The way he looked at you like you hung the moon just for him…a look he saved only for you.
All of these things others around you seemed to catch. They knew how you felt about him I mean you even knew how you felt about him! Your heart would always do a frantic little dance against your ribs just by him being in the same room as you!
You were almost certain he felt the same about you
Almost..
Your eyes traced the curve of his cheek, the shape of his nose, focusing on the tiny details on his skin as you smiled to yourself before letting out a soft sigh
You wanted to let him rest, you could finish up studying by yourself and hey, just having him here with you no matter if he was asleep while you studied wasn’t so bad!
Without thinking too much about it you shifted closer, slowly moving as to not make the old and rusty springs of the sofa cushions creak. You hovered just inches from him, close enough to feel the faint warmth radiating from his skin before you leaned in all the way, pressing a quick but oh so tender and lingering kiss to his skin..
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Riddle Rosehearts 🌹 (cheek)
The second your lips leave his cheek his eyes snap open. It takes him only a second to process that you the first person he’s ever pinned over just kissed him
That second that he process things he quickly bolts upright, so quickly in fact one could assume he’d just been electrocuted
His cheeks immediately flush, the color that dusts his cheeks and travels all the way up to his ears rivaled the red of his hair. His mouth slightly agape as he stares at you with wide eyes
"What..what on earth do you think you're doing!?" He stammers out quickly as his voice was an octave higher than usual. He wasn’t mad by any means! No no..he’s just completely flustered and it’s so painfully clear.
He scrambles backwards, pressing himself into the armrest of the sofa that creaks slightly under the sudden shift of his body, his hand finds it’s way to his cheek as he touches the spot you kissed
“One must not!…you simply cannot…unsolicited..!” He scrambles for words, blurting out anything that came to his mind but all he can think about is the kiss, one he wished he could’ve been fully awake for, one he wanted to initiate more than anything…not that he would admit it
There’s a furious fluttering of his heart, one that’s much too distracting as he completely gives up on trying to speak for a moment. Truthfully he didn’t know how his heart didn’t jump out of his chest and run out of the room right then and there!
The moment he registers that soft and amused look you’re giving him he let’s out a soft huff, gaze moving over to look at the table for a moment before looking back at you
"T-this is highly inappropriate and unacceptable for a study environment, prefect! If you do not wish to study anymore I will be taking my leave!" He mutters out as he stands up, frantically grabbing his notes and textbooks with trembling hands
His usual put together composer was…well it was completely broken!
Before he practically sprints out of the door he stops, his back faces you as he looks down at his feet for a moment, arms tightening around his books and notes
"Ahem, Prefect..I believe we can study another time. Please clear your schedule for this saturday. I would...like to host a private tea party. Just the two of us so l expect you not to be late!" With that..he takes his leave, he knew he’d have a lot to discuss with you the upcoming saturday and he was nervous…
Though past that nervousness the thought of opening a new chapter with you only made his heart flutter more
━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
Leona Kingscholar 🦁 (temple)
A fun little secret here..he wasn’t actually asleep! Fun right? He was simply resting his eyes, enjoying the quiet as you scribbled things down on a loose sheet of paper…that was until you leaned in
The second your lips brushed against his temple his hand swiftly shoots up, his fingers loosely but securely wrap around your wrist as he keeps his expression the same, his eyes not opening as he stays silent for a moment. His tail swishing slowly from side to side before stopping.
The passing moment was one that seemed much longer to you than it actually was
“Oi. You’re getting awfully bold, herbivore.” His voice is thick and vibrating with that smug satisfaction that makes your stomach flip
A triumphant smirk slowly tugs at his lips as he opens one eye to look at you, his gaze was more gentle than usual as he kept a hold of your wrist
A second passes before he lets out a soft chuff. You freeze at his touch, your cheeks heating up as you try to pull away only for him to not let go…Instead he gently tugs you forward with ease
He shifts his body with you so his back head is against the arm rest of the couch with you landing on top of him with a soft thud
Your head laid snug against his chest as he adjusted himself just a little more for your comfort and his
“Think you can just sneak up on me like that and get away with it?” He murmurs as he wraps one arm securely around your waist, both of his eyes are open now as he looks down at you
You can feel his eyes on you, slowly you look up just enough to meet his gaze, to your surprise THE leona kingscholar’s cheeks are flushed with a rosy pink, his pupils slightly blown as his tail wrapped around your leg protectively
He closes his eyes again, allowing his head to lay against the arm rest again as he let’s out a content sigh
“Look. Screw the studying I can always just give you the notes for this anyways. You owe me for this little stunt you pulled so just lay down. When we wake up we’re gonna have a long talk about this so don’t even think about moving.”
With that he goes silent for one last time before slipping into unconsciousness, his arm still wrapped around your waist as his tail stayed curled around your leg
The textbooks and notes were long forgotten on the table as you laid your head back down on his chest, you knew what he wanted to talk about and honestly? No words could explain how nervous you were…
Despite that you slowly followed in his footsteps as you felt yourself getting sleepier. Melting into his touch you drifted off in his arms
He’d never admit it but he’s also nervous…but also proud. Proud that he’d soon be able to call you his.
━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
Azul Ashengrotto 🐙 (forehead)
Due to his naturally cautious nature and the fact he’s a sensitive sleeper thanks to the fact he’s still not quite used to sleeping in places that aren’t hallow and hard he feels the shift in the air before you even lean in
By the time your lips press against his forehead, he’s very hyper aware of your every breath and movement, his body tensing up slightly as he keeps his eyes closed
You’d think he was a statue as he remains perfectly still, maintaining a flawless and almost oscar worthy illusion of a deep sleep…unfortunately for him the tips of his ears betray him as they burn a rosy pink, a shade that matches his flushed cheeks!
Internally, his mind is racing a million miles a second as he tries to calculate exactly what this means the both of you. Alongside that he wonders if you meant to do that..
Sure no one has really ever accidentally kissed someone else’s forehead like that but what if you did! What if it wasn’t an accident though? Did you do it as a way to taunt him? No..no that wasn’t you. He knew that wasn’t you but unfortunately those thoughts lingered at the back of his mind
It takes him ten agonizing minutes to pretend that he was waking up, he sprinkled in a soft groan and soft huff just to seal the illusion that he was fast asleep..
Even if you had seen right through it
When he sits up, he carefully adjusts his glasses with shaky hands as he let’s his eyes slowly open
“Ah..my apologies, prefect.” Azul clears his throat softly as he puts on his normal put together front. He looks down at the table, refusing to look directly into your eyes lest he dies of embarrassment
There was a passing moment as he sits up straighter than before, his hands folded neatly in his lap
“I seem to have dozen off. How terribly unprofessional of me.” He smoothes down his blazer, attempting to regain a sliver of his composer
His heart is practically throwing itself against his ribs as he builds up the confidence to meet your gaze, any nervousness covered up by a calm front
A small, sly smile eventually finds a way to his lips as he nods once at you
“I would be more than happy to leave my note guide with you free of charge! And well..considering the unparalleled hospitality you have shown me today, I feel it is only right to repay my debt.”
His voice is softer than usual as he speaks, he leans forward a bit to grab just a few textbooks before he slides a neat stack of notes in your direction on the table
“I would love to see you at the lounge tomorrow evening at seven. A complementary VIP dinner, just for us. Please consider it a…well a business negotiation regarding our future”
He gives you one last nod before standing up, straightening out his uniform as he takes his leave.
The second the door shuts behind him he’s more nervous than before, already going through the motions of planning out that…vip dinner…COUGHCOUGH DATE..
━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
Jamil Viper 🐍 (jaw)
As a notoriously light sleeper (much like azul) who’s always alert and extremely hyper vigilant, mostly due to the fact he has to be
He’s awake the very second you lean into his personal space, the shift he feels on the cushion sending him into high alert.
Despite this the sheer unprecedented shock of the kiss you placed on his jaw freezes him entirely in his place
For the first time in his life, his mind goes completely blank..
He waits until you turn your back to grab a book before he slowly sits up. He raises his hand, his fingertips tentatively touching the warm spot on his jaw where your lips were not even a few seconds ago
His eyes widen for a moment as he realizes that just happened. You just kissed him. His heart pounds dangerously hard against his ribs, loud enough he fears you might hear it
By the time you turn back around, he violently slams his usual calm and collected facade back into place, though his dark eyes seem softer than they normally are
“So do you make it a habit of startling people while they sleep?” He scolds, though his tone lacks any real bite
He crosses his arms as he looks away, looking at anything else in the room but you. There’s a tension as the two of you sit in silence. His body is tense but slowly relaxes as he shakes his head
“You let your guard down entirely too easily. If it was anyone else..they could’ve reacted poorly to that.” He turns his head to look in your direction
When you just smile at him, that smile that makes his heart melt every time he sees it, his mouth opens slightly before he closes it again
He only sighs before standing up, gathering his belongings in a calm manner
“You’re impossible you know that right? Look I hope studying helped. If you need anymore don’t hesitate to find me.”
With that he begins to make his way to the door, stopping infront of it as he turns his head just a little..just enough to look back at you
“Keep your schedule open next week. kalims been bugging me about throwing another banquet so chances are I’m going to be stuck preparing that and in the kitchen so..swing by. You can be my taste tester. I also have practice just in case you want to go watch.”
The second the steps out of ramshackle he takes a deep breath. He knows that if he’s going to have that conversation with you he wouldn’t want it to be here.
He knows it’s going to be difficult once you two talk, with him always being busy and well just his situation in whole he knows how much of an impact this would have on you but he does want this to work so so badly
━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
Vil Schoenheit 🎭 (cheek)
Now vil had never planned on falling asleep. He had gotten all of his usual hours that left him feeling refreshed and ready for the day so why had he suddenly been hit with a wave of exhaustion?
Perhaps it was the steady ticking of the clock and just the overall dingy atmosphere of ramshackle or perhaps…it was your presence. Either way he had fallen fast asleep as you went over your notes
The moment you pulled back from his cheek he shifted slightly, his movements as graceful as ever. His eyelids soon fluttered open, amethyst eyes quickly finding you..
Somehow he looked even more beautiful than ever..truly like a painting that had perfection in every brush stroke. His skin was clear and almost looked like porcelain, his makeup was flawless, his hair was perfectly in place as per usual
He really was the fairest of them all
Despite his calm and unbothered exterior, deep inside his heart skipped a beat
Vil does not flush or stammer, no. That’s simply not him. Instead a genuine and breathtakingly soft smile breaks through his typical poised outside
He let’s out a soft chuff, his gaze softened significantly as he kept his hands clasped together on his lap
“How charming. If you wanted to kiss me, potato, you should have simply asked.” He murmurs, his voice smooth like silk as his smile only softens
He would never allow anyone to kiss him unprompted. It was undignified and to do that to THE vil shoenheit? You must be out of your mind!
Though…when it comes to you? He could let it slide
He reaches out, his cool fingertips lingering on your jawline as he deliberately tucks a tray hair behind your ear slowly. His touch is gentle as he let’s his hand linger on your skin
The way he looks at you makes your heart flutter. His eyes look over your face for a moment and to him? It was like he was looking at the most beautiful work of art he’s ever seen.
“Though I suppose I can forgive your lack of decorum just this once.” He pauses for a moment, his finger tracing your jawline before he pulls his hand back
“I suppose the rustic charm of ramshackle does bring out one’s…baser instincts”
He stands up, soothing out his outfit that was already perfect so he didn’t really have to do it…his eyes seem to never leave yours
As charming as this was, he wants to be the one to initiate a kiss, he wants to take you out on a romantic evening and confess to you the proper way and while ramshackle does have it’s…well it’s own charms
He’d prefer to set the mood before, even just a romantic spa day at pomefiore would do it! There’s a pause before he holds his hand out to you, expecting you to take it
“Come along. You’ve already gotten the appropriate amount of studying in today and I’d like you to walk with me back to pomefiore.”
The moment you take his hand he gives a small nod, he gracefully picks up his belongings in the other and leads you to the door
The walk over to his dorm was calm and he truly enjoyed your presence. Now all he needed to do was plan a day just for the two of you.
Much like jamil he is busy…with him being a model and actor plus a student who takes his studies seriously there’s never really much free time for him besides personal care hours
And he knows pursuing a relationship with you would mean the public going crazy over it maybe there would even be headlines but..he wanted to make it work. To finally call you his
━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
Idia Shroud 👾 (cheek)
Idia wasn’t even really sure how he had gotten himself into this situation to begin with..
Maybe just maybe it was how you had mentioned that you had to study for this big history test, clearly stressing over it all while playing a new fps game with him in the safety of his room
The second those words left your mouth he practically leaped into the hero role
“Pftt…trein’s class is basically just an unskippable cutscene with a massive lore dump. My int stat for that class is basically maxed out so I could totally just slide you a guide and uh..help..you study i-if you want no pressure or uh anything like that!”
Ah! yeah..it was that..but hey he couldn’t help it! Somehow you managed to plant yourself into idias life and over time he grew to enjoy your company.
Given that ramshackle was also free of those god forsaken NPCS he wouldn’t be forced to interact with anyone he didn’t want to, he was practically in a safe zone!
It had been a few hours of studying and random conversations about some random gacha banners he had recently pulled from on his favorite game before he slumped against the armrest with his eyes closed
His social battery was almost entirely dead as he let himself fully relax..That was until you leaned into his personal space and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek
His eyes stayed shut in a desperate but to fake a deep sleep but his cheeks and hair betrayed him almost instantly, the flames of his hair flared up and the tips turned pink, one that matched the growing flush on his cheeks
He could practically hear his own heartbeat drumming deafeningly loud in his own ears as he tried so desperately to process the situation
A cold sweat broke out across the back of his neck as he sat there practically paralyzed, it wasn’t unwelcomed! No no it was just so sudden he didn’t have time to prepare himself
The second he heard your footsteps softly pad into the kitchen to grab a drink he moved with a surprising speed as he scrambled off of the couch not even bothering to pick up his notes as he almost tripped over his shoes
With that he bolted out the door so fast the hinges groaned in protest
For seven agonizing days you were left on read, every text you sent asking if he was okay, if you’d be able to swing by his room to play that one game you had recently taken interest in, if he wanted his notes back all simply seen without a reply
In person was even worse, the times that he didn’t go out he’d dodge you as quickly as he could, and honestly it kind of sucked
You had no explanation on what was happening and even asking ortho if he was okay seemed hopeless as well..he didn’t know what was wrong with his big brother either
On the evening of the eighth day though as you were trying to make a few repairs on ramshackle your phone buzzed
The moment you picked it up that’s when you saw a notification from idia, a rather long paragraph but hey it was still a reply! The second your eyes scanned over the text a smile tugged at your lips
“Hey…srry for being a total jerk and leaving u on read and also leaving randomly. U must hate me and I wouldn’t hold it against you. I totally threw that quick time event lol…srry. If u want to vc tn you know I’ll be online, I also got more of those drinks u like if u want to come over to my room and hang out in person..hope we’re cool now”
All you can do is smile at his words before he begins to type again
“Btw player 2 slot is permanently reserved for you jsyk.”
“…”
“That was so cringe ignore plz.”
While idia isn’t exactly too familiar with dating (most of his knowledge from how things happen come from those cheesy romance anime’s and visual novels that are kind of unrealistic but hey it’s still something!) he does want to try
He’s a bit awkward but willing work on that for you!
━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
Malleus Draconia 🐉 (forehead)
Tonight it seemed there was a heavy exhaustion hanging over the fae, the calm and quiet of the evening lulling him to sleep as he let his head rest against the back of the couch
He looked beautiful. His usual sharp features softened completely in his sleep..truly it was a sight to behold!
The moment you placed a soft lingering kiss on his forehead, right between his dark horns his eyes opened, the slitted pupils dilating as he adjusted to the dim lighting of the room
They fix on you shortly after with an ancient warmth that makes your breath completely catch in your throat. Truth be told he felt the shift of the couch cushion, he could sense you were inching closer but he trusted you.
He knew your intentions with him were never ill and neither were his. Malleus was always completely vulnerable with you and even he knew that. You’ve captured this faes heart!
When you pull back to look at him fully his eyes are glued onto yours. He doesn’t startle and he doesn’t pull away. No..
Instead a warm smile tugs at his lips, your unprompted action making his heart fluttering in his chest. He shifts his weight as he sits up just enough to reach out to you and gently cup your cheek in his hand
There’s a pause as he takes a second to admire you. Really admire you. He had always found himself captivated you and this time was no different
“Child of man.” He murmurs his voice was deep yet oh so soft as he spoke
“You…you continue to be the most wondrous surprise in my long existence.”
His words are genuine, they always are. He doesn’t look flustered at all, rather, he looks as though a centuries old puzzle has finally clicked into place
And for him it had. You were the last piece, one that he had spent centuries looking for and finally there you were.
He slowly leans forward just enough to rest his forehead against yours with such delicacy as to not hurt you with his horns. He closes his eyes as he traces your cheekbone gently with his thumb
“I have lived for many centuries. I have been feared, respected, and isolated…yet, no one has ever dared to show me such gentle and fearless affection as I lay.”
He continues his movement on your cheekbone, his thumb moving in a slow left and right movement. He slowly opens his eyes, his gaze was soft and something only reserved for you
There was also a hint of undeniable certainty as he pulled back, removing his hand from your face he gently took ahold of your hands and squeezed them just a little
“I find myself captivated by your spirit. I cannot and will not keep this feeling hidden in the shadows any longer. I am completely and entirely yours if you will have me. I want to be the one you are betrothed to..”
The moment you accept his feelings he’s over the moon. His hands gently squeeze yours once more as he brings one of them up to his mouth, leaving a kiss on your warm skin in return
Malleus looks forward to your new life together! He’s constantly at your side ready to do whatever you ask. He’s smitten and as the prince of briar valley he wants nothing more than to have you be his royal consort..
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Another small a/n:
Hello! (´∀`) I’m truly sorry for how long this took,,,I’ve been wrapped up in so many things as of late so writing is taking me longer than usual (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ) please excuse that malleus and jamils run a bit shorter..they are both characters I’m still getting the hang of writing for and I don’t want to make them horribly ooc!
context: The housewarden arrives at Ramshackle to deliver the carefully prepared item he promised Y/N, only to find them asleep in a painfully uncomfortable position.
tags: Reader is Yuu, GN!reader, fluff
a/n: have been hesitating to post this a lot, not really sure why. might edit this later if I find any mistakes. apologies for inactivity! have been quite busy with life, new writings will be coming soon!
RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS
Riddle walked toward Ramshackle with a neatly organized study guide tucked securely under his arm. He had spent the previous evening meticulously color-coding every section, writing clear explanations, and adding helpful examples — exactly as he had promised Y/N. He couldn’t allow them to fall behind, after all.
He knocked on the door with three firm, precise taps. The door creaked open, revealing a very sleepy Grim rubbing his eyes.
“Ah, good evening, Grim,” Riddle greeted politely, though his posture remained as straight as ever. “Is Y/N available at the current moment? I brought the study guide we discussed.”
“Heya Riddle… nah, they’re dead asleep right now,” Grim yawned, stretching lazily.
Riddle’s expression shifted from polite formality to mild concern. “Asleep? At this hour? They seemed fine earlier today. Did something happen?”
Grim shrugged. “They just knocked out while studying.”
Riddle sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “That sounds exactly like them. They always push themselves too hard. May I come in? I’d like to check on them myself, if that’s alright.”
“Yeah, sure… just keep it down,” Grim muttered, stepping aside. “If you wake them up and they get angry, it’s your fault, not mine.”
“Of course, I’ll be careful.” Riddle replied, stepping inside with measured grace.
The moment Riddle entered the living room, he stopped short.
Y/N was slumped over the old wooden table, arms folded awkwardly over an open textbook, neck bent at an uncomfortable angle. Ink smudges stained their hand, and their face looked pale with exhaustion. The Ramshackle ghosts hovered nearby, whispering worriedly.
Riddle’s chest tightened with genuine concern. He stood silently for a moment, then moved with quiet efficiency.
“Honestly…” he murmured under his breath. “They never listen when I tell them to take proper breaks.”
He carefully gathered the scattered books and closed the notebooks, stacking them neatly on the corner of the table. He set aside the pens and gently adjusted Y/N’s posture as best he could without lifting them — carefully supporting their head and shoulders to ease the strain on their neck. He pulled a blanket over them, tucking it securely around their shoulders.
Grim watched from the doorway, ears twitching. “You’re really going all out, huh? They’re just sleeping.”
Riddle straightened up, brushing a stray strand of hair from Y/N’s face with careful fingers. “They are pushing themselves far too hard. If they continue like this, they’ll only make themselves ill. Proper rest is essential for academic performance.”
He turned to Grim, voice firm but not unkind. “Grim, if something like this happens again, please inform me immediately instead of letting Y/N push themselves past their limit. Understood? I will not tolerate them neglecting their health.”
Grim crossed his little arms, looking slightly defensive. “Hey, I tried to tell them to take a break! But you know how stubborn they are.”
Riddle sighed. “Yes… I do. That is precisely why I am asking you to contact me next time. I will handle it.”
He gave one last lingering look at their sleeping form, his expression softening with quiet worry. Before leaving, he placed the color-coded study guide on the bedside table where they would see it first thing in the morning.
“Rest well, Y/N,” he whispered. “And please… take better care of yourself.”
With that, Riddle turned and left Ramshackle, the door closing softly behind him.
LEONA KINGSCHOLAR
Leona trudged toward Ramshackle with an irritated scowl, Y/N’s notebook clutched loosely in one hand. They had been pestering him about it for an entire week, and he was finally done with their whining. He planned to toss the notes at them and leave immediately.
When Grim cracked the door open, Leona didn’t even wait for a greeting.
“Where’s the herbivore?” he grumbled.
Grim rubbed his eyes. “Huh? Leona? What’re YOU doing here?”
“That damn herbivore wouldn’t stop bothering me about their notebook, so I’m here to give it back,” Leona said, waving the notes. “Now move.”
Grim hesitated. “Oh… Y/N’s asleep right now though.”
Leona clicked his tongue but pushed past Grim anyway, stepping inside with a heavy sigh that sounded more tired than annoyed. His emerald eyes scanned the room and immediately landed on them.
They were twisted awkwardly on the bed, half of their upper body hanging off the edge, a textbook slipping from their limp fingers. Their face was tense even in sleep, clearly exhausted.
Leona stopped for a second, staring. Then he shook his head, muttering under his breath, “They overdid it again, huh…”
Without another word, he quietly picked up the fallen books and stacked them neatly on the table. Then, with surprising gentleness for someone so rough around the edges, he slid one arm under their knees and the other behind their back, lifting them easily. He adjusted their position so they were lying properly on the bed and pulled the blanket over them, tucking it around their shoulders.
Grim watched from the doorway, secretly surprised at Leona’s gentleness. Leona flicked him hard on the forehead.
“OWH! What was that for?!”
“Be quiet, you damn furball,” Leona growled lowly. “Watch them properly and make sure they eat something when they wake up. Don’t let them skip meals again.”
Before leaving, Leona paused at the side of the bed. He reached down and gently brushed a few strands of hair away from their forehead, his touch lingering for just a moment, surprisingly tender. Then, without saying anything else, he turned and left Ramshackle, hands shoved back into his pockets, tail flicking behind him.
AZUL ASHENGROTTO Azul comes to Ramshackle to deliver a custom set of practice problems he created for Y/N after hearing they were struggling with a specific subject.
Grim opens the door and Azul greets him with his usual charismatic smile.
“Good evening Grim. I’ve prepared a tailored set of practice problems for Y/N, given their recent difficulties with that particular subject. I came to deliver it personally. Are they available at the moment?”
“Oh yeah, Y/N told me about that. But Y/N is asleep right now.”
Azul’s eyebrows rose slightly in surprise, but his polite smile returned almost instantly. “Asleep? At this hour?” He tilted his head. “May I come in? I won’t take much of their time. I’d simply like to leave these for them.”
Grim hesitated for a second, then shrugged and stepped aside. “Sure, whatever. Just don’t wake them up.”
“Thank you,” Azul said smoothly, stepping inside.
The moment he entered the living room, his steps faltered. Y/N is slumped in a chair, head resting on an open notebook, page covered in erased calculations. There are smudges of pencil on their cheek, and they looked utterly drained. Azul stood still for a long moment, his usual composed mask softening into genuine concern. The ghosts hovered nearby, whispering worriedly.
He quietly collects the papers, aligns them into neat stacks, and places them in order. He carefully removes the pencil from Y/N’s loosened fingers and sets it aside. Then, with surprising tenderness, he removed his own coat and draped it over their shoulders to keep them warm.
One of the ghosts floated closer. “They’ve been like this for hours…”
He stood there for a long moment, simply watching over them. His expression was uncharacteristically soft. Before leaving, he placed the folder of practice problems on the table where they would easily find it.
KALIM AL-ASIM Kalim comes excitedly to invite Y/N to a spontaneous late-evening snack with the Scarabia dorm.
“Huh? Oh—Kalim? What’re you doin’ here at this hour?”
“Hi Grim! I was just about to come looking for you two. Scarabia’s kitchen made way too many late-night snacks again, so I thought—why not invite you and Y/N? It’ll be fun!” “FOOD?! Real Scarabia food?! Spicy, delicious, perfectly seasoned—” he practically drools. “Count me in! Lemme grab—”
But then Grim suddenly freezes, ears twitching with annoyance.
“I can’t. Y/N’s asleep.” “Eh? Asleep already?” Kalim leans slightly to peek past the doorway. “It’s not even that late… Is everything okay? Were they tired?” “They knocked out while studyin’. One second they were writin’, next second—” he mimics a dramatic face-plant into imaginary books with his paws. “Boom. Out cold.”
Kalim’s cheerful expression softens with concern.
“Oh no… They must’ve really overworked themselves again. Can I come in? Just to check on them? I won’t wake them up, promise!” “Eh, yeah, sure… Just keep your voice down! If you wake them up and they get cranky, it’s YOUR fault, not mine.” Grim crosses his little arms. “Thank you, Grim. And don’t worry, I’ll be super quiet. I just want to make sure they’re okay.” Kalim steps inside with the softest footsteps imaginable, even the ghosts peek from behind a wall, waving politely at him. When he walks into the room and sees Y/N curled uncomfortably with books spread around them, Kalim’s entire expression melts into worry. He quietly tiptoes around them, picking up every notebook and stacking them so Y/N is not surrounded by clutter. He takes a random blanket from the couch and gently covers Y/N with it. Grim, who was watching nearby, awkwardly whispered.
“...So, uh… the food—does it, uh, keep? I mean, just in case I still wanna go later?”
Kalim, trying his best not to laugh, replies. “Of course. I’ll make sure there’s a plate set aside for you. A big one!” “Now THAT’S what I like to hear!”
Kalim smiles at Grim, then returns his gaze at Y/N once again. “….They really pushed themselves today, huh?” “Yeah. They’re hopeless without me.”
Kalim chuckled quietly, eyes warm. “You take really good care of them, Grim. I’m glad they have you.”
Grim puffed out his chest, trying (and failing) to look modest. “Obviously! I’m their great and powerful protector, after all!”
Kalim gave Grim a gentle pat on the head before taking one last look at Y/N, making sure the blanket was secure.
“Sleep well, Y/N,” he whispered. “We’ll have snacks together another night. I’ll make it extra special.”
With that, he slipped out as quietly as he had come — already planning a much bigger, much cozier late-night snack session for when you were feeling better.
VIL SCHOENHEIT Vil comes to deliver special skincare items Y/N left behind after their last visit, along with a few new ones he chose for them. “Ugh… that knock sounds fancy. Must be him.” Grim opens the door. “Oh. Yep. Vil.” “Good evening, Grim. I trust you’re keeping the place… as presentable as Ramshackle allows.” “H-hey! I’ll have you know it’s way cleaner than before! …Mostly.” he huffs. “So, uh, what brings you here? Don’t tell me the wind blew your highness off course.” “I came because Y/N left several skincare items behind during their last visit.” He lifts a neatly packed box. “I’ve brought those, along with a few additional products I selected for them. They’ll help with the dryness caused by this old building.” “Oh. Right. Well… Y/N’s asleep.” “Asleep? At this hour?” He raises an eyebrow, suspicion creeping in. “They weren’t looking this tired earlier. Did something happen?” “They just knocked out. Studying and stuff. You know how they get.” “Mm. That sounds like them.” he softly sighs. “In any case, may I come in? I’d rather not leave these products in your guardianship.” “HEY! I can take care of things! …But fine, fine. Come in. Just don’t go waking them up. They get grumpy when they’re half-asleep.” “Please. I have more self-control than that.” The moment Vil stepped inside and saw Y/N, all traces of judgment vanished from his expression.
They were slumped over the old wooden table, surrounded by open books and notes, neck bent at an awful angle, shoulders tight with exhaustion.
Vil’s gaze softened with deep concern. Without a word, he set the box down and moved to their side. He carefully cleared the books away, removed the hair tie that was pulling too tightly at the back of their head, and slowly adjusted their posture so they were no longer in such a painful position.
He then took out a hydrating balm and carefully applied it to their lips, his touch feather-light. The ghosts hovered nearby, quietly explaining how long they had been like this. Vil listened in silence, already mentally planning exactly how he would scold them tomorrow for neglecting their health. Before leaving, he brushed his fingers tenderly against their cheek, voice barely above a whisper.
“You need to take better care of yourself, spudling,” he murmured. “Beauty starts with rest. I won’t allow you to ruin that gorgeous skin of yours.”
He straightened up, gave Grim one last pointed look, and slipped out into the evening, the faint scent of his expensive cologne lingering behind him.
IDIA SHROUD Idia comes to Ramshackle because Ortho convinced him to bring over a USB of upgraded study resources Y/N asked for.
A hesitant knock… then a second, lighter one. Grim drags himself to the door. “Ugh, who’s bothering me now…?” He opens the door and deadpans. “Oh. It’s you two.” “Hello, Grim! I hope we’re not intruding. My brother has something to deliver!” Ortho chirps with usual enthusiasm.
Idia, standing half-hidden behind Ortho, hoodie up, hair dimmer than usual. “D-Don’t say it like that. It sounds like a delivery quest from a low-level NPC…” “So what’re ya here for? I don’t remember ordering anything.” “It’s for Y/N! They asked for upgraded study resources, remember? My brother compiled everything into a USB and optimized the program for their computer!”
Idia awkwardly hands over the small USB drive box. “I— uh— yeah. It’s all in there. Custom algorithms, auto-hints, difficulty scaling… basically cheat codes for studying. S-So, um… is Y/N inside?” “Oh! Yeah, they’re here but… they’re asleep. Like, totally knocked out.” “As— asleep? Right now?” Idia shifts nervously, glancing down the hall. “Uh, that’s… that’s fine. We can just leave this and go. Right? That’s good enough, right? Let’s go, Ortho-“ “Wait! But we came all the way out here. We should check on them! Y/N overworked themselves last week, so their fatigue levels might still be high.” “O-Ortho please don’t say ‘fatigue levels’ out loud like they’re a stat bar…” “They’re not sick. They’re just conked out from studying. Again.” “Then we should make sure they’re sleeping safely. Idia, you want to, right?”
Idia’s face turns pink, eyes darting everywhere. “W-Wha— I— that’s— I didn’t say that— That’s a weird assumption flag— I’m not— but—” he sighs in defeat. “…Fine. But only because you’ll bug me about it forever.” Grim opens the door wider.
“Then come in. Just don’t wake ‘em.”
Ortho floats ahead like an excited drone. Idia tiptoes like someone avoiding landmines.
He steps inside reluctantly after Grim lets them in, expecting a short visit. When he sees Y/N collapsed over their desk, asleep with a notebook stuck to their cheek, his throat tightens.
“They’re right over—” “Oh no…” “What— oh.” Idia’s hair flickers with visible stress.
Y/N is asleep at their desk — ink smudged on their hand, cheek pressed to an open notebook, head bent at an awful angle. Books surround them in messy heaps. The ghosts hover overhead, fretting silently.
Idia covering his mouth, horrified. “T-That posture is a debuff waiting to happen. That’s like +50 neck strain, +30 back pain, and guaranteed status ailment: morning regret.” steps closer despite himself. “Why do they do this…? This is like the worst way to AFK.” “They must have worked really hard. Their vitals look stable, though! That’s good.” Ortho adds with relief. “Yeah… Stable is good.” “They do this all the time. Studying until they face-plant. It’s their thing.” “That’s not a ‘thing,’ Grim-shi. That’s a self-destructive player habit.” Idia mumbles with a mix of exasperation and fondness.
Idia moves closer. He crouches, very slowly, as if approaching a rare creature.
Idia’s voice barely above a whisper. “Y/N… You’re gonna respawn with a headache if you keep this up.” “You’re not waking them, right?” “No! I’m not insane. I don’t want to trigger a jump-scare event.”
“We should make them more comfortable! Should I lift them onto the bed?” Ortho exclaims cheerfully, but quietly. Idia waves his arms in panic. “NO— no no no— absolutely not. That’s… too much. That’s like… a death flag for me.” “Then what do you wanna do?” After a moment, he carefully slides a book out from under Y/N’s arm so their head isn’t pressing into a sharp corner. “There. Micro-adjustment. Stealth buff.” “You’re really gentle with them, Nii-san.” Ortho quietly adds.
Idia blushes at Ortho’s words, then, he places the USB near Y/N’s hand. “When they wake up, tell them this updates automatically and to plug it in before they start studying again. It boosts efficiency… and keeps them from staying up all night.” “I’ll tell ‘em.” Grim nods. Ortho smiles. “Thank you for letting us in, Grim!” “Yeah yeah. You two aren’t so bad.”
Idia immediately heads for the door. “Okaygreatwe’regoingbye—” “Nii-san! Slow down! That’s rude!”
MALLEUS DRACONIA Malleus comes simply because he wished to visit Y/N, as he does often, bringing them a small trinket from Briar Valley. It was nothing extravagant — just a tiny dragon figurine that glowed faintly when touched — but he had thought of Y/N the moment he saw it and wanted to give it to them in person.
He raised his hand and knocked gently on the old wooden door. The door creaked open a moment later, revealing a sleepy Grim rubbing his eyes.
“Nyah…? Oh, it’s you, Malleus,” Grim yawned. “Y/N’s already asleep. They crashed hard after studying all day. Come back tomorrow or something.”
Malleus tilted his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. “I see. However, I would still like to see them, if only for a moment.”
Before Grim could protest, Malleus had already stepped inside with that effortless grace of his, the chill of night air following him like a cloak. Grim blinked, too tired (and slightly intimidated) to argue as the tall fae prince moved further into the dorm.
Malleus stopped in the living room.
There they were — slumped over the old wooden table, surrounded by open textbooks and scattered notes. Their head rested at an awkward angle on their arm, shoulders tense, brow furrowed even in sleep. The sight made something tighten in Malleus’s chest.
The Ramshackle ghosts hovered nearby, looking helpless.
Malleus gave them a small, understanding nod before approaching them quietly. Without hesitation, he slid one arm beneath Y/N’s knees and the other behind their back, lifting them as though they weighed nothing at all. They stirred slightly but didn’t wake, only letting out a tired sigh as he carried them to their bed.
He laid them down with utmost care, adjusting the pillows and pulling the blanket over them. His long fingers brushed a strand of hair from their face with surprising gentleness.
“Rest well, Child of Man,” he whispered.
With a soft glow of green magic, he cast a simple spell that eased the tension in their muscles and warded off any nightmares that might disturb their sleep. Then he placed the small silver dragon trinket on the pillow beside their head, where they would see it first thing in the morning.
Malleus stood there for a long moment, watching over them with a calm expression. The ancient fae prince, feared by so many, looked almost soft in the dim light.
Grim peeked into the room, ears twitching. “You’re really whipped for them, huh?”
Malleus glanced at the small monster, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Indeed. They are very precious to me.”
He turned back to Grim, lowering his voice. “If they wake and need anything at all — no matter the hour — summon me immediately. I will come.”
Grim nodded, unusually quiet. “Yeah, yeah… I got it.”
Malleus gave one last lingering look at their sleeping form before silently disappearing.
“You sleeping?” You peered into Leona’s room to see him lying down, face first into his bed.
“What do you think?” He sarcastically muttered.
You rolled your eyes before making your way in, shutting the door behind you before sitting down on the edge of his bed, watching the mattress dip with your weight.
You absentmindedly twirl the fur at the end of his tail while the two of you sit in silence. He never really minded your touch, even before you two started dating. It was always soft—your touch. Whenever you ruffled his hair, played with the fur at the end of his tail—just as you were doing now. Or played with his ears, although that was something you rarely did before the two of you started dating. You’d been made aware just how sensitive beastmen’s ears were.
“Sleep well?” You looked up from the little patch of fur on his tail that you were distracting yourself messing with to look at his face smushed against his pillow.
“Still tired.”
“Want some company? Or should I let you rest?”
You and him both already knew the answer, there was no point in even asking. No point in responding either. All he did was push himself lightly off the bed, lifting his arm up as a silent gesture to squeeze in there. And you did just that, tucking your face into his chest, taking in his scent.
“Should’ve came earlier,” he sighed against the top of your head.
“I had class. Maybe you should try going to those?” You tease.
“Took that class last year.”
“And failed.”
“Because I wasn’t trying.”
“Maybe try then?”
“Maybe stop talking?” He repeated in the same cadence.
It was all light hearted, really.
Surprisingly, or perhaps not, you’d never really gotten in any fights or disagreements with one another. He had no problem with admitting his own faults with you. Even when he was in the right, he’d let you have that win. He liked seeing you happy. What a softie.
You lifted an arm up to softly pet your boyfriend’s ears. You learned a little trick that always eased his tension, making him all sleepy and cuddly. Even made him purr too—
He nestled his face in closer towards your neck now.
“Feel good?” you cooed.
“Mmm,” he just hummed a response before pulling you in closer towards his body.
God, you loved how warm he was. His body was like a furnace. All the better for cuddling.
“I love you, you know?” his words muffled between your neck and shoulder.”
“Yeah, I know. I love you too.” You hummed, all content-like.
a/n: omg i haven’t written anything for twst in a minute. i’ll do better on that🙂↕️ anyways here a little drabble with Leona. he’s such a cutie i love him actually.
Hiii hello I went down a rabbit role and now I made a guide of (almost) all the fonts used in the game, here's the link for the drive I put them all in:
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favorite flower: baby’s breath
favorite music artist: tied between femtanyl and WxS
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Fav flower: violets
Fav music artist: David Guetta
Fun fact: there are 8.2 billions of people in the world but you are my twiny!! *cough cough* @ancientevilbaby27 *cough cough* (and the other fun fact could be that in 5 days it's my and Kalim's birthday YAY!! 🥹🫶)
