Professor Trein: You have other classes to attend to, child.
MC: *whines* But professor~! You can't just end the story like that! I need to know what happened neeexxxttt!
Professor Trein: There is tomorrow.
MC: You don’t understand! If I don’t hear what happens next, my brain’s gonna mix everything up! Like—Albert Einstein will suddenly be the one who wrote Romeo and Juliet and accidentally caused the Big Bang!
Professor Trein: ...
Professor Trein: Pft—Oh, this child... *shaking his head*—See you tomorrow.
MC: *pouts as they watch him leave*
MC: Riddle—
Riddle: Not now.
MC: *looks dejected, decides to leave*
Trey: *walks in, notices their expression*
Trey: ...
Trey: Where is MC going?
Riddle: I presume they will trouble someone else instead. I have no time to entertain them at the moment.
Trey: *chuckles* I remember how Cater ended up surrendering. MC talked so much—and listened just as much—that he couldn’t keep up anymore.
Riddle: Haa… Yes. Though I’m grateful they aren’t nearly as stubborn as Ace.
Floyd and Azul: ...
MC and Jade: *both completely absorbed in a flow state, talking about mountains and mushrooms for over an hour*
Floyd: Are their jaws not hurting yet?
Azul: I’d wager if we tried to pull them apart, one of them would throw a fit.
Crowley: Please accept my most heartfelt apologies! The Ignihyde Housewarden meant no offense, I assure you. This was nothing more than an unfortunate lapse in judgment, and I humbly request that you not hold it against him—or the school as a whole!
Hades: Please. That's not what I see from here, Headchicken. Look at his hair. It's practically screaming "flamingo"—or "FLAMING-o." See what I did there? We both know there's a teensy-weensy problem between us.
Crowley: ...
Crowley: *turns to Idia, practically begging him with his eyes to behave*
Idia: Welp. Getting on a god's bad side wasn't part of the route I was aiming for, but what was I supposed to do? My morality settings are still stuck on default.
Crowley: Mr. Idia Shroud—
Idia: Nope. Decision's already been locked in. You can spam the dialogue options all you want, but I'm still choosing the route where the kid doesn't get sent back to the Underworld.
Hades: Wow. Okay. So you're actually gonna dig your heels in and defy a god. Bold strategy. Look, I know the kid's got that whole cute-and-innocent thing going on, but let's clear something up right now—they're my kid. Mine.
Idia: Right, sure, let's roll with your logic. But last I checked, the Underworld isn't exactly a destination for living people. So how's that supposed to work?
Hades: *about to answer, but then paused for a second because it got him thinking*
Hades: Okay, alright, that checks out. Not exactly an “Underworld jurisdiction” kind of situation. So… *leans in toward Child MC* my sweet child, why don’t you tell me what you think we should do here?
Child MC: I—
Idia: No eating rocks.
Child MC: ...
Child MC: I don't know any painless way to die.
Hades: That’s fine, I can just take your soul and—actually, no, let’s not do the “traumatize the mortal” thing today. That tends to backfire. So… do I go back empty-handed? No, Perse’s not gonna be thrilled about that. Hmm. Alright, new plan. What if I…
Crowley and Idia: ...
Crowley: *whispers* He… does tend to mumble quite a bit, doesn’t he?
Idia: Not really surprising...
Hades: Good to see you, Dem—
Demeter: *runs to Child MC and hugs them, smothering them with kisses* My grandbaby! Oh, I’ve missed you so much!
Child MC: *giggled ticklishly*
Hades: Dem... DEM!
Demeter: *turns her head at him* WHAT?
Hades: I called you here because we’ve got ourselves a dilemma.
Demeter: ...
Demeter: It can wait. I’m going to spend some time with my grandbaby first.
Hades: ...
Riddle and the other dorm leaders: ...
Riddle: Idia-senpai, what are you doing?
Azul: I sincerely hope this does not involve exploiting any loopholes.
Idia: I'm finding loopholes.
Azul: There are two gods on campus, Idia! Do you understand how catastrophic it would be to offend even one of them, much less both?!
Crowley: Ah, Prefect! Just the person I was looking for. Since you're not occupied at the moment, would you kindly help me with this mountain of paperwork? It must all be finished by day's end, and I can think of no one more capable—or available—for the task.
MC: ...
MC: Do you have a shredder?
Crowley: ...
Crowley: Are you… not willing?
MC: Yes. I want to enjoy my lazy week, and it’s a bit irresponsible for you to dump your work on me. I don’t mind doing it if it were mine, but it’s yours, and as an adult, you should pull your own weight.
Crowley: I'm your headmage!
MC: Exactly.
Crowley: ...
Professor Crewel and Professor Trein: *hold their laughter while Crowley complains about MC*
Crowley: To think I would be turned down—simply because they refuse to share in the burden of my work!
Mark with a harpy-like alien gf that, because of her species’ sexual dimorphism, is several times larger than him. An absolute unit of a gal—probably evolved solely for the spiteful purpose of being a menace to every other life form, Viltrumites not excluded.
“—so I told him he’s a pedo and... dude, are you even listening?”
“God, she’s so pretty,” Mark sighs, damn near swooning, and grins like an idiot when you look his way, crest feathers flaring when you notice you’re being watched.
Rex glances over and sees that you’re actively digging into something that used to be alive (he wouldn’t be surprised if it was some poor bastard that decided to rob a civilian at the wrong time and place) with blood smeared all over the lower half of your face and dripping off your chin in thick, viscous strings.
“Sure, man.” He says, because Rex Sloan doesn’t yuck his friends’ yums.
Tommy finds out like Jake you started to date Na'vi too...he just didn't know it...was more than one-
Tommy*Seeing you stand next to a tall woman of Clan Metkayina* Hello-
Before Tommy could continue ...he knew Na'vi are taller than humans, he lived with them for a while but this ...ONE coming out the shore made the others tiny compared to himself...he saw that giant guy go up to you and kiss your cheek and then kiss one he assumed was your mate...stand beside on your other side...and he left super confused
Y/n: This is my mates and business partners, Ronal And Tonowari~, They are my soulmates, My very tall soulmates!~...But we make it work
Tommy*Looking confused and looks at you and the two clan leaders who are always touching you in some way...holding your hands, rubbing their tails up and down your legs* *...How?
Spider: Sa’sem, sa’sem, can I have a cookie?-
Y/n*Hands Spider a cookie and smiles at tommy*Becoming a parent was like a seismic shift in my brain-
Aonung: Sa’sem, Spider bit me!!!
Y/n: No biting!
Tsireya*Coming to you after reading so far on human governments, with a worried gaze* I don’t see how any government stands a chance...
You and Spider are escaping...and you decide to teach him and bond with him this time after he finds out ...who his bio dad is-
Y/n*Smiles holding his hand as they sneak through the facility*You know how your "parent" is disappointed in you because You didn't turn out how they wanted you to?
Spider *Was having an existential crisis but is glad you are there with him*...
Y/n: Well that's okay!~ Because sweetie you don't exist to PLEASE your parents~
Spider*Freezes seeing Mansk appearing behind you two, towering annoyed*!?!-
Mansk*Annoyed having to waste energy in taking you back to Quadritch*"Why the hell did Quadrtich tell us to be alert with this sully,they don't even have an avatar-what THREAT can they be-"
Y/n*Knows he is there, as you grin maliciously taking out from its hiding place your frying pan and jump high enough to hit mansk in the face* You.exist.to.SPITE.THE MAN
Spider*Seeing you knock a soldier out cold*...have I ever told you you're my favorite parent?
You know what I love about Twst? How it's hinted in any event or anything with outfits with themes, Yuu and Grim wear similar to straight up matching outfits...and I want to focus on that when RSA and NRC meet up...Name a more iconic duo than us-
Yuu*Sniffs and looks at Grim in a mini outfit that they are wearing* Breathtaking...I shall call him!...
Grim*Stricking a pose proudly*
Yuu: Mini-Me, you will sit on my right shoulder, ready to meet the people?~
Grim rests down on your shoulder, you take out children's shades, handing them to him and putting on shades at the same time as him, much to the amusement of the gang
Yuu*Looks at grim with the shades*Our future so bright we gotta wear shades mini-me~
Yuu & Grim*Existing*
Rielle*Looking at this human with a weird cat beside Azul* Wooooah!~Azul, do you know them! They look so cool!
Minhaj*Besides Kalim and Jamil, also taken aback by this student, only for Kalim to shake his arm excitedly and point at you*Hahah, I'm guessing that's the special friend you told me about...they do look charming
Azul & Jamil*Both felt irritation and jealousy struck them, they will do everything in their power to make sure you don't befriend these two*...
Oh man! I love NCIS New Orleans and I’m so glad that I decided to write for it. I might have another one-shot out today if I have time but I’m not sure. Yesterday I updated one of my prompt lists if you guys want to check it out. You can find it on my masterlist which I will put below along with the prompt list where this prompt came from.
Masterlist
Prompt List
NCIS New Orleans Team x Reader
Prompt: 1. “Is that blood?” “No?” “That’s not a question you’re suppose to answer with another question.”
Warning: None
The team had just caught a suspect and where on their way back to question him. Like usual, he didn’t make it very easy so gun fire was exchanged. Y/n was the one that got her hands on him, though.
-> Of course Crowley decided to take the easy, cheap, way out when booking hotel rooms for your school trip. Unfortunately, leaving you without a bedroom. Now you're stuck with a scary dormleader. With only one bed for the both of you.... let's hope this doesn't end in disaster.
gn reader !! this is a revamp of my old fic from 2023, slightly edited with more content!! ive recently gotten back into twst and writing again and wanted to create new / update my old fics, starting with this one. hope you enjoy and ty for reading!!
#. RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS.
At first, Riddle is outraged by Crowley’s frugality. He berates the headmaster for treating you like a machine, not even giving you a place to sleep. He's quick to offer you his bed and offers to sleep on the floor instead. It's the gentlemanly thing to do. He likely wouldn't budge on the matter, insisting you get as much rest as possible.
Yet, in the back of his mind he can't help but think of how enjoyable it would be to lay beside you. He wonders how it would feel to bask in your warmth, hugging you as close as humanly possible- ahem. He's flushed at just the thought.
Alright. He'll agree. But only if you follow some of his rules. You must use separate blankets whilst you sleep and must sleep facing opposite sides- mainly because he doesn't want you to see the reddening of his cheeks. Not a word will be spoken between you two- as he doesn't want you to hear the nervous cracking of his voice- and, of course, you must come to his next unbirthday as repayment! Both you and him must abide by these rules, or else its off with your head. And maybe even his if his face doesnt cease its flushing.
However, in the dead of the night, where silence and chill slowly seep in through the cracks, you might catch Riddle shuffling closer to you for warmth. Arms wrapped around your waist as he digs his head into your chest, feeling your arms wrap around his form, your loving warmth envelopes him completely. You'd best hope that he doesn't wake up like this though, for the collar around your neck won't be the only thing red.
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#. LEONA KINGSCHOLAR.
Leona, of course, was annoyed with the arrangement, muttering something about simply paying for another hotel room- or perhaps even the entire floor. However to his extraordinary luck, none were available. Great. Well whatever, it wasn't like you two hadn't shared a room before.
He would most definitely make you sleep on the floor, and probably wouldn't even give you a blanket. The lion would roll his eyes and tell you to deal with it on your own. But let's say he's grown a softspot for you... and the way that pretty little nighty fell over your shoulders. He'd beckon you over to his laying form, pulling you onto the bed opposite from him. You'd be tucked in, back to his chest, feeling his eyes staring intently into your form. However, whenever you snuck a peek back at him his piercing eyes were shut closed, seeming as if he was sleeping soundly. It’s like sleeping with a predator, much more different from the naps he’d take in the botanical gardens.
As your body finally succumbs to sleep you may feel Leona shift closer to you, pulling you into him. His arms are snug against your waist, head against your shoulder, hair sprawled against you. A sigh left his lips as he pressed small kisses into your neck. His tail would be wrapped loosely around your thigh, legs entangled with yours. It was like he was trying to mold every body part to yours. And when you snuggled back into him, the lion couldn’t help but chuckle, he knew he chose the right one. It was some of the best sleep either of you had ever gotten.
Oh, and he's not letting you go the next morning.
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#. AZUL ASHENGROTTO.
The concept of sharing, plus Azul Ashengrotto, is practically unimaginable. Sharing anything with him, let alone a bedroom, would most definitely end in your sanity cracking. He would come up with a plethora of ideas, all no doubtly ending in you making some sort of deal with him. Such as potentially giving you half the room if you take a couple shifts at the lounge. If you disagree he'll let you sleep on the floor... only to lie awake the whole night because, 'how could he ever let you of all people sleep on the floor.' If you agree, however, he will undoubtedly become a flushed mess, trying to stay calm and dignified as he utters his terms with a completely red face. He was absolutely sure you were going to disagree!!
Either way it'll end up with you sleeping besides him. Either due to his own guilt or a badly written contract.
Azul sleeps like a brick. His arms are by his sides or resting on his chest, legs straight and still. He doesn't move whatsoever, it doesn't look like he's even breathing. His face is unmoving and calm, like he has nothing to worry about. However if you look closely you can see the faint twitch of his eyes, and the slight reddening of his pretty cheeks. Its amazing how a man who tries to present himself as classy gets flustered so easily.
Late into the night he finally begins to loosen up, turning onto his side to face you. His hand intertwines with yours, pressing your foreheads together in a sleepy spell. Your breaths mix with one another, adding a feeling of warmth that contrasts his cold body. His legs entangle with your own, acting as his tentacles that he so desperately wants to hold you with. He can't help but smile within his dreams. Hmm... he might have to make a deal with you to do this again sometime.
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#. KALIM AL- ASIM.
Kalim doesn't complain when Crowley tells the two of you to room together. He even offers his bed to you with no hesitation whatsoever. He could probably buy the entire hotel for you if you had just asked. A bright smile is on his face as he takes your hand in his, dragging you up to his room. Out of all the boys hes the one most used to sleeping with other people. His parents were always so busy, that his younger siblings came to him, their older brother, to get comfort at night. This ritual of always sleeping together suddenly stopped when he came to NRC, and it took him a while to finally be able to sleep alone. That's likely why he always asks to have sleepovers with you.
It would take a while to actually fall asleep with him next to you though, as the two of you would be too busy goofing off instead of actually sleeping. He'd make the two of you watch musicals late into the night, singing loud enough to be heard by the underworld. You would have pillow fights, toppling over one another in a fit of giggles.
When the two of you finally get too tired to continue Kalim climbs into bed facing you, his smile never once leaving his lips. He faces you as he lies there, his hand cupping yours in a comforting manner. He would entangle his legs with your own, sometimes playfully kicking yours when you would accidentally tickle him within your pile of blankets and pillows.
As exhaustion begins to settle in Kalim shifts closer to you. He hugs you in his sleep, both arms wrapped around your waist as he pulls you into his chest. His head rests atop yours, smile never once leaving his face as he cuddles you even closer. The blankets are kicked off as one of his legs wrap around your hips, the other hanging off the bed. Its a mix of holding you like a koala and a monkey. If even possible, his smile grows tenfold, not being able to help the dreams of doing this over and over again with you.
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#. VIL SCHOENHEIT.
Vil is probably the most irritated with Crowleys negligence. Because of the headmasters bare-bones way of thinking he is stuck with you in his room. However, he begrudgingly agrees, quick to tell you that there will be no horsing aorund when you both need as much sleep as you can possibly get. Yet, he's not too upset with the arrangement, he'd rather it be you he's stuck with than some other loudmouthed potato.
He sits you down at the nightstand when arriving in the room, taking out skin-care products to begin prepping your face. If you're going to be staying in his room you must follow his word, including his skin care routine. There's a hint of irritation in his eyes, still a bit peeved by the situation. What if his fans get a hold of this? What kind of scandal would occur? However, as the night goes on you can see the stress leave his gorgeous eyes. As the two of you sip on tea, enjoying quiet laughs and soft smiles, Vil begins to relax.
When finally getting to bed the two of you lay on your backs, Vil having his hands crossed over his chest with his eyes closed like a sleeping princess. He's tucked into his blankets carefully, legs straight and poised. Of course he had perfect posture even in bed- it only made sense. No words would be exchanged between the two of you. Its almost ungodly how beautiful he looks asleep.
Vil doesn't move much in his sleep, but he definitely sleeps elegantly. Even while you cuddle into his side, a hand resting on his chest with a leg thrown over his own- sleeping like the potato you are- he still stays regal. One of his hands holds yours, intertwining your fingers while the other pulls you in by the waist. He moves your head to rest on his chest, moving the hand that was on yours to comb through your messy hair. He sighs to himself, but it's not one of annoyance.
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#. IDIA SHROUD.
Idia is probably the quickest to shut down Crowleys suggestion of the two of you sharing a room. He didn't even want to be in this hotel anyway, being surrounded by other students from Night Raven was absolutely terrifying in itself. And sharing a room with you would be petrifiying. Ortho is way too fast to interfere, though, seeing a golden opportunity to have you and his brother have your very own romance route moment- he wasn't about to let it pass!
Idia is flabbergasted. He planned on letting you keep the room to yourself- close to renting a whole ass hotel for himself. He much rather preferred being ten thousand miles away, watching you from afar then actually interacting with you. Plus his brother's excitement to the whole situation was a bit too overwhelming to handle. However, seeing that guilty look on your face as you asked him to stay made his heart race in ways he had never experienced. Sevens... he felt like he was about to melt into his own hair. What the fuck did he just agree to.
He would be pressed to the corner of the room, trying to distract himself with his tablet. He steals glances at you, tapping away nervously as the tips of his hair begins to flush a pale pink. He's clearly freaking out internally, a million scenarios running through his head like a hamster on a wheel. What if he somehow messed up by tripping over your suitcase and landing on his head, embarrassing himself forever? Or, what if while tripping, all your clothes come tumbling out of your bag and he sees something he shouldn't?! Its shocking just how pink he can get.
When it comes time to sleep he's as still as a brick, eyes wide and trying his hardest to not move. The two of you would be back to back, sometimes brushing up against one another when shuffling around for comfort. Whenever this would happen he would curl up into a ball, pressing his hands to his face as he apologized profusely. And when he would hear your laugh- telling him not to worry about it- he couldn't help but flush more. God this was way too much to handle!!
Idia could not fall asleep the whole night. And it definitely wasn't because you were pressed up against him. Nor was it because you were hugging him like he was a stuffed animal. And it for sure wasn't because he could feel your breath at the back of his neck, sending cold shivers down the hot mess he was becoming. He just hoped Ortho was actually charging and not giggling silly at his ship finally coming true.
Not that he'd mind if it did.
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#. MALLEUS DRACONIA.
Malleus is actually the most accepting of the arrangement. It's Sebek who has a massive problem with the situation, however Malleus is quick to ease his worries. He has always wanted a sleepover with someone, and who better than you, prefect?
As soon as you enter the room Malleus is all over you. He fusses over every little detail, trying to make sure everything is comfortable and in a good enough condition to suit your needs. But in the least subtle way possible. Is the room too hot? Perhaps too cold? How are the pillows? Do you need more? Are they too stiff- or too fluffy? Or maybe you need some more blankets? Perhaps he should get some more just in case.... He knows he is being overbearing but how could he help it? He had to make sure everything was just absolutely perfect for his child of man.
It takes a while, but once you finally get Malleus to settle down he flops down into a comfortable position on the bed. Right on top of you. His head lays on your stomach, horns near your chest. One of his hands supports his head, feeling how your heart beats while the other holds you in place by the hip, gently rubbing circles into it. His claws lightly dig into your skin, feeling your heartbeat increase as he gets closer. Its ever so enticing to just sink his claws into you to see how you'd react. His legs trap yours in place, wrapping around them like a dragons tail would. He can't help but sigh in content, looking up to your flushed face with a sly smirk on his face. Oh how he would love to cuddle you for eternity. Your forced to sleep like this the whole night. And the next... and the next.
You shouldn't have ever agreed to sleeping with him- as this is how you would spend the rest of your nights. Trapped in his ever-loving embrace.
Hades: Babe, hey, c'mere. Everything’s gonna be fine, alright? Look at you—you’re all stressed out. Not exactly your best look.
Persephone: But… what if we never find them? What if they’re just… gone?
Hades: Hey, hey, none of the doom-and-gloom stuff, alright? Kid probably just took a wrong turn somewhere. And besides, where else are they gonna go? Sooner or later, they’ll wind up right back here in the Underworld. I mean, c’mon—you really think they won’t eat another rock the second they run outta ideas?
Persephone: ...
Persephone: *lets out a small laugh, smiling despite herself* …Yeah. They probably would.
Hades: Ah, there it is. Knew that smile was still in there somewhere. See? You look a thousand times better when you’re not busy spiraling into despair. So relax a little, okay? I already got Wonder Boy out there looking for our kid, too. If anybody can track ‘em down, it’s Captain Hero Complex himself. We’ll get news soon.
Idia: Wait, seriously? You actually bought a kid’s story just like that? Man, your scam detection stats are way too low.
Mr. Shroud: I doubt MC is lying. The staff saw it themselves—they appeared at the Gates of the Underworld.
Idia: *sighs* Ugh, fine. Where’s the kid? I’ll investigate this whole thing myself before the plot gets even weirder.
Child MC: *stares at Idia*
Idia: ...What?
Child MC: Lord Hades’s doppelganger...?
Idia: Huh??
Mrs. Shroud: Oh no, sweetheart. That’s my son, Idia-kun.
Child MC: "Idia"?
Mrs. Shroud: Yes.
Child MC: ...
Child MC: Like an ox in the meadow?
Mrs. Shroud: ...
Mrs. Shroud: Pft—
Idia: ...
Idia: …Alright, yeah, confirmed. You’re definitely not from around here.
Child MC: *staring at the state-of-the-art technology, visibly confused* What's that?
Idia: A computer.
Child MC: ...
Child MC: What's a computer?
Idia: ...
Idia: Lawl. Wait—you don’t know what a computer is?
Child MC: *nods*
Idia: ...
Idia: You're from the countryside?
Child MC: I used to, but now I live in the Underworld.
Idia: ...
Idia: *doesn't believe them* Sure… so what’s life like there? Just, what, a full server of dead people or something?
Child MC: *nods* Oh! But it’s different now because Lady Persephone is there too! Now the Underworld is much more lively!
Idia: Okay...?
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