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[just-unknown-works]

~The time before NRC 2: You’re my brother, I’ll always protect you. Even if you don’t need it.~

TWST AUs -SchoenSpade stepbrothers AU-

(Aka The Incident)

Half a year after the first meeting things were running smoothly. Deuce still felt odd about everything but he was slowly starting to accept things. Dylla and Eric introduced the idea of having them softly moving into Eric and Vil’s vacation home, turned true home, in the Queendom of Roses. So right now Deuce’s main focus was getting used to the luxury. As well as his hair. He had gotten so used to the saturated blonde color that the current pale blonde, that resembled Vil’s blonde, was hard to get used to. Vil had pulled him into his room to rework the bleached part of his hair the first time he stayed over. So that’s why it was different.

Deuce still struggled in school but with the combined efforts of Vil and Eric he was improving. When it came to his delinquency he was still at it. But he knew that Vil, Eric, and Dylla were working to help him get out of that and improve. The future was looking bright.

A knock at his door caused him to look up from where he was lying on the fainting couch in his room. When he looked up he saw Vil standing in the door way leaning against the left side with his hand raised against where he knocked.

“Hey.” Vil said casually.

“Hey Vil.” Deuce said.

He had gotten used to calling the actor and the actor’s dad casually, well more for Vil than for Eric.

“Ready to go?” Vil asked.

“Yep!” Deuce said getting up.

The two had planned to go on an outing together for the day as Vil wanted to shop and Deuce wanted to go outside for a bit. His depression had been a lot less severe lately so he liked going on outings with Vil when they both had the time.

The two headed to town and after being dropped off by Eric and Dylla, who were going on a date, the two started looking around at the various shops and such.

Just as they were about to enter a new shop Deuce suddenly noticed, out of the corner of his eye, a suspicious looking man gunning it towards them with something reflective in his hand. Without thinking Deuce moved, pushing Vil into the shop and shutting the door just as the man got to him.

Everything was a blur after that. He felt a sharp pain, like he had been cut, at the top of his forehead. Then he felt the warm sensation of blood spilling down his face. After that a sharp pain in his knuckles, like he was punching something. Then another stabbing sensation in his abdomen. After that darkness was all he remembered.

When he came too he was in a bright room. A hospital room from what he could see. He turned his head to his right side, a dull throb causing him to wince. When he opened his eyes again he saw Vil lying beside him gripping his hand tightly. Deuce gave Vil’s hand a gentle squeeze causing the actor to sit upright quickly. Deuce could see that Vil had cried as his mascara had run {seems Vil didn’t think he would need his water proof makeup today} and his eyes were slightly red.

“Are you alright? How do you feel? Do you need anything? Should I call the nurse?” Vil rapidly fired.

“Um….I’m fine. Pain. And I don’t think so. If you think it’s necessary.” Deuce responded, his voice a bit raspy.

“How long was I out?” He asked.

“Couple of hours. Dylla and father went to get some water.” Vil responded.

“I see…”

Silence filled the room and the two sat stewing in the silence for a bit before Vil spoke again.

“Why did you do that?” Vil asked. “Why did you protect me? I can take care of myself you know…?”

Deuce thought. Why had he done that? Why had he pushed Vil into the shop and keep the door closed? Why didn’t he go in with Vil and close the door behind him? The answer came to him clear as day.

“Because…” he started knowing that if he didn’t say it now he would never say it. “You’re my brother…and I’ll always protect you…if I can…even if you don’t need me to…I will.”

He smiled realizing he really meant what he said. And it seemed Vil understood that fact as well.

Tears began to spill from the actor’s eyes again as he reached for both of Deuce’s hands, holding them both tightly.

“You stupid sprout.” Vil said, trying to hold his sobs as a smile stretched on his face. “You stupid little brother of mine. …I’m teaching you proper self defense when we get home.”

Deuce gave a light chuckle. Glad to have kept his older brother safe.

Part 1/Part 2 (here!)/Part 3/???

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[just-unknown-works]

~The time before NRC 3: NRC here I come!~

TWST AUs -SchoenSpade stepbrothers AU-

Deuce sat in the common room of the house with his family, waiting.

It had been a year and a half since the stalker with a knife incident and one year since Dylla and Eric got married. Meaning the family moved into the Queendom of Roses mansion permanently. Dylla still kept the house Deuce grew up in and decided that the family would use that house when the White Rabbit Fest came around. She was also still working because if anyone found out she and Eric were together she didn’t want to be called a gold digger and didn’t want people to assume their relationship was because of money. She also liked doing deliveries so she stayed with her current job.

The family was in the common room waiting for the mail. Eric had a couple of scripts being mailed, Vil had a few magazine issues being sent, and Dylla was waiting on a letter from an old friend. But there was one letter the whole family was waiting on. A letter meant for Deuce. That letter? A letter from Night Raven College, or NRC for short. A letter to help determine Deuce’s future. The door bell rang and Deuce sprung to his feet before scampering to the stairs and down them. He got to the door and opened it to see the mail man standing there with a smile.

“Delivery for Venue-Schoenheit-Spade residence.” The mail man teased as Deuce bounced on his feet.

“Yep, that's us!” Deuce said, making grabby motions to the mail.

“Here you go kid! Hope you’re accepted.” The mail man said handing over the stack and heading down the steps.

“Thanks!” Deuce yelled as he turned into the house and closed the door.

He looked up the stairs to see Vil standing at the top with a smile and an arched brow. Deuce chuckled sheepishly before making his way up. The two walked into the common area to see their parents in the same spot. Once Deuce and Vil sat down Deuce gave out the mail. Scripts to Eric {with one going to Vil}, magazines for Vil {with two for Dylla and one for Deuce}, and finally a letter for Dylla and one for Deuce.

Deuce held the striped letter in his hand eyeing the NRC seal on it. He stared, hands trembling. His anxiety was bubbling. But before it could boil over two hands were placed on each of his shoulders. He looked to see Eric {whose hand was on his shoulder} and Dylla on his left and Vil {whose hand was on his other shoulder} on his right, all giving him encouraging looks.

“Go on. You’re never gonna know until you open it.” Vil said, giving his shoulder a squeeze.

Deuce took a deep breath before turning back to the letter in hand. He reached for the letter opener on the coffee table in front of him. He opened the letter and set the opener down before taking another breath and taking out the letter. His family and him leaned forward in anticipation. Deuce held his breath as he opened the letter fully and read.

After a couple of beats of silence Deuce jumped up excitedly.

“I got in!” He exclaimed.

His family cheered excitedly for him as they all stood up. Dylla gave him a kiss on his cheek and a hug while Eric gave both his shoulders a squeeze. Vil bumped their heads together and gave him a side hug.

“Looks like you’ll be joining me in going to NRC after summer baby brother.” Vil said ruffling Deuce’s long hair.

“I’m excited! I get to go to school with my brother and everything! I can’t wait to make some new friends! I feel like it’s going to be the most exciting year ever!”

Little did both students know that the statement was way more accurate than they could ever predict.

Part 1/Part 2/Part 3 (here!)/???

Feel free to buy me a Kofi

[just-unknown-works]

~The time before NRC 4: The wolf and the star~

TWST AUs -SchoenSpade stepbrothers AU-

Jack sat on his chair a barbell in hand. He was doing his reps when his phone went off. He knew who it was as soon as the first note played.

Vil Schoenheit.

A childhood friend of his who has moved to the Queendom of Roses recently due to his father marrying a woman from there.

Jack set down the barbell and picked up his phone. Sure enough Vil’s name and contact photo was displayed. He picked up (tail wagging) wondering what the supermodel and actor wished to speak about now.

“Jack.” Vil’s voice rang flat.

Jack was immediately on alert, worry seeping into his heart.

“Did something happen?” Was the first thing that left his mouth.

The line was quiet and just as Jack thought something happened he heard a sniffle come through the speakers.

“What happened?” Jack said without hesitation.

“I-“ Vil cut himself off before continuing. “Can…can you just tell me about your day? Distract me…”

Jack took a deep breath. Hearing his headstrong friend break down in such a way was new to him but he did what was requested. He began to talk. Telling Vil all about his day from his morning run to his child rearing of his siblings to what he was doing before Vil called. He did his best to make it long so that Vil could have more time to calm down and breathe. After Jack finished his room filled with silence again. Just as Jack was about to say something Vil spoke.

“He got stabbed.”

“…”

Jack had no clue what to do with that information but he knew who Vil was speaking of. A boy the same age as himself and Vil’s newly acquired brother.

Deuce Spade.

Who, according to Vil, was a troubled kid who just needed love and guidance. Something that was a bit stiff when coming from the celebrity but nonetheless precious. Jack had only ever heard about Deuce from Vil so his opinion may have been skewed of the boy.

“What happened?” Jack asked his heart caught in his throat.

“It was a ‘fan’.” Jack could practically hear the air quotes. “He ran at us with a knife.”

Jack’s heart pounded at the thought of his best friend being in danger like that. It was one thing when it was just little kids throwing pebbles but it was a whole other when someone had a knife.

“Are you okay?”

“Physically yes.” Vil said a bit of his poise returning. “…Deuce protected me…”

In an instant Jack’s opinion of Deuce flipped to always be positive. Anyone who protects the people he cares about will always be good in his books.

“I see. How’s his condition?” Jack asked sternly.

“Don’t know they’re still looking at him.” Vil said a small bit of defeat leaked into his voice.

Both fell silent for a moment.

“Vil.”

“Hm?”

“He’ll be okay. If he’s anything like you said he is. He will be okay.”

“Thank you Jack…I have to go.”

“Okay.”

Vil hung up the phone.

Jack sat there for a moment before calmly setting his phone back down and continuing his reps. He hoped he could meet Deuce soon and thank him for what he did.

It’d be nice to be his friend.

[just-unknown-works]

~The time before NRC 5: The wolf and the request~

TWST AUs -SchoenSpade stepbrothers AU-

Jack laid on his bed holding the NRC letter over his face. His heart pounded in his chest.

This was it. This was his ticket to meeting his idol. Leona Kingscholar. Jack had looked up to the man as soon as he saw him fly on screen during a Spelldrive match. He was enchanted by the man ever since. His whole reason to try and get into NRC.

…

…Well majority of the reason.

Jack will admit that seeing Vil again would be nice. According to the actor his younger brother had also applied to NRC so if they both got in there was a possibility they would be in the same class.

Jack’s excitement spiked and he could wait no longer. He tore the envelope open and began to read the letter inside as soon as he had it unfolded. He froze. He reread. And reread. And reread.

He couldn’t believe his eyes.

He had been accepted.

Jack jumped up with a smile excitedly rocking on his feet. He grabbed his phone and texted Vil.

Diva ✨

Wolfie 🐺: Guess who got in.

Diva ✨: Congratulations Jack.

Wolfie 🐺: Thanks.

Wolfie 🐺: Did your brother get in?

Diva ✨: Yep! I’m excited to see you at orientation.

Wolfie 🐺: Same here.

Diva ✨: I do have a request though. Is that alright with you?

Wolfie 🐺: Shoot.

Diva ✨: Can you befriend Deuce and keep him safe for me? Since I can’t be around him much at school or else others suspect.

Wolfie 🐺: Yeah I can do that!

Diva ✨: Thank you Jack. I truly appreciate it.

Wolfie 🐺: Of course. I have to tell my family the good news now.

Diva ✨: Alright. Talk later.

Wolfie 🐺: Definitely.

Jack closed his phone and ran out of his room, almost ripping his door off its hinges in the process. He ran into the living room where his parents were keeping his siblings distracted with toys. His parents looked up at him and upon seeing his bright smile and wagging tail they could guess that the news was good.

“I got in!”

His parents brightened.

“Congratulations baby!” His mother said getting up and going over to him to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“We had no doubt son.” Jack’s dad said before giving him as pat on the back.

“Thanks.”

Jack’s excitement became infectious spreading to his siblings who began to run to him and hugging him. Surrounded in a group hug Jack had one thought running through his head.

He couldn’t wait for school to start.

After all one never knows what could happen in a single school year.

[just-unknown-works]

~The time before NRC 7: is love even real? My heart doesn’t think so (a brotherly heart to heart)~

TWST AUs -SchoenSpade stepbrothers AU-

Ace sat at his desk his phone buzzing like crazy. He grabbed his pillow and shoved it on his face with a groan. He was getting real sick and tired of his girlfriend at this point. He’s been debating the best way to break things off and was honestly debating if he should just block her at this point.

For Ace Trappola love wasn’t really in his cards.

He had tried over and over again to try and like his girlfriend but in the end he never did. He took the pillow off his face before looking at the open letter on his desk.

His acceptance letter to NRC.

He starred at it and began to debate his options again.

He could just flat out break up with her but then she’ll demand an explanation or bug him further. He could stay with her but that honestly doesn’t sound appealing to him. So his final resort, ghosting her. It wouldn’t be hard to do especially since he has now gotten into NRC and would be living in the dorms over staying home. He’ll just have to not tell her he got in which wouldn’t be hard since he’s already ghosting her. He grabbed his phone and opened up their messages to silence them. His phone finally stopped buzzing.

He smiled satisfied as he exited out of their chat. He placed his phone back down on the desk and began to think about himself and what lead to this situation. She confessed he said yes and they began to date. Honestly though he doesn’t know why he said yes. He didn’t like her romantically and sure she was cute but he personally wasn’t into her. His friends also egged him on into dating her and now he was a bit too deep.

He sighed as he leaned back in his chair.

“What’s got your cards in a jumble today baby bro?”

Ace’s face scrunched in annoyance at the voice.

“Nothing now F off.”

He threw the pillow at his brother.

“Whoa hey now. No need to be rude I was just asking a question.” Ace’s brother chuckled.

Ace stayed silent for a moment debating whether or not asking would be a good idea. His better judgment deemed that it wasn’t but against it he asked anyways.

“What does love feel like to you?”

His brother paused before adjusting himself.

“Where’s this coming from?”

“I dunno. I just…sometimes it feels like love isn’t real to me…”

Ace’s brother starred before walking over to Ace’s bed and sat down on it. He pat the spot next to him inviting Ace to come and sit. Ace starred for a moment before he stood up and sat next to his brother. His brother grabbed Ace’s head and pulled it to rest on his shoulder. He began to pat Ace’s head.

“It may feel that way sometimes.”

He falls silent again taking a breath before continuing.

“But one day you’ll meet someone.”

He stopped patting Ace’s head and elected to rub his thumb at the side of Ace’s head above his ear instead.

“Someone who will mean more to you than you will ever know. Ever dream. And that person will make you see that love was always in the cards for you. You just hadn’t found it till the person came barreling into your life. They will make you feel from the bottom of your heart- with your whole heart. In ways you never would have thought possible. And you’ll love them through all their flaws. Just as they will for you.”

Ace’s brother went quiet. And after a beat Ace spoke up in the quietest voice he had.

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because you’re a Trappola. We may be tricksters but when we fall we fall hard.”

Ace’s brother wrapped Ace in a hug pressing Ace’s head into his chest. Ace closed his eyes comfortable in the embrace.

“Thanks.” Ace said.

“Of course.” His brother responded. “And if that someone happens to be a guy you meet at NRC. Well I think that’d be nice.”

“You think I’m gay?” Ace asked pulling away slightly but not enough to break his brother’s hold.

“You never know. So long as you’re happy and loved and cherished I don’t care what gender your partner is. And neither will mom and dad.”

“Yeah. Okay.” Ace said with a chuckle.

After a moment Ace’s brother let go and stood up.

“Now come on. Mom finished making lunch. She’s probably wondering what’s taking us so long.”

“Okay. I’ll be down in a sec.”

Ace’s brother nodded and headed out the room and down the steps. Ace sat on his bed for a moment and starred at the NRC letter on his desk. He got up and held it in his hand.

Yeah…maybe love is in the cards for him when he leaves home.

He can’t wait to see.

[just-unknown-works]

~The time before NRC 6: the shrimp, the clam, and the carriage~

TWST AUs -SchoenSpade stepbrothers AU-

Yumehara sat at the steps of her school, eyes closed as she listened to the world around her. She was waiting on her brother to get out of practice so they could walk home together.

She sighed before a scuff to her left caught her attention. She turned to see a blurry figure with fiery red hair. The figure starred at her before sitting down next to her.

“Hey.” A deep voice rang out.

“Hey Anthony.” She said back.

“Your brother ain’t out of his thing?”

“Nope. It’s quite boring with nothing to do while you wait for someone.”

“True.”

The two fell into a comforting silence. A soft sweet smell made its way towards Yumehara.

“You just got out of the baking club right?”

“Yeah.”

“What’d you guys make this time?”

“Eh…”

Anthony dug through the box he was holding and pulled out a cake pop.

“Cake pops. Nothing to hard for the newbies.”

Yumehara giggled.

“True.”

“Want one?” Anthony offered.

“Sure.”

He placed the stick into Yumehara’s hand. She then brought the confection up to her mouth and took a bite. Instantly the taste of sweet and rich chocolate hit her before melting into a soft lemon taste.

“Lemon?” She questioned.

“Yeah. I decided to do a lemon cake base with lemon curd as the binder and a chocolate coating.”

“It’s good.”

“Glad to hear.”

Suddenly Yumehara’s phone went off. She takes it out and hands it to Anthony. He places her finger on the fingerprint scanner allowing the phone to open. He looks at the message and reads aloud.

“Sorry coach is keeping us longer today. Can you walk home with Anthony?”

Yumehara starred at him as he typed a reply to her brother.

“Sure…and…sent.”

Right before Anthony was going to shut the phone off a new message popped up.

“Thanks.”

The two fell into silence again as Anthony gave the phone back to Yumehara. After he did he got up and stretched a bit before holding out his hand towards Yumehara.

“Ready to head out?”

“Yeah.” She said as he took his hand.

He pulled her up gently and hooked her arm into his. They began to walk towards the front entrance of the school in comfortable silence.

“Is it alright if we stop by the convince store? I need to grab some stuff for my sister.”

“Sure!”

The two made their way through the streets and stopped at a convenience store. Yumehara had elected to stay outside and wait for Anthony to finish. She stood to the side of the sidewalk waiting for Anthony as she began to listen to the world around her. Birds, leaves, wind, and the occasional foot fall filled her ears. Before the sound of heavy hoofs came through and began to get closer.

Anthony quickly moved through the store and paid and just as he stepped out he saw it. While Yumehara had assumed the carriage would pass Anthony saw that it was barreling straight for her. Just as he tried to run towards her and yell out the carriage got to her.

And everything went black.

[kingsdoodles]

Ok so just a thought. If Keith and Lance were art majors then Keith would be fine arts and Lance would be illustration. The bitterest of rivals. (Shiro is the engineering major who rooms with them.)