꒰ request ﹕ “ chenya… just something with chenya… ” ꒱
content : chenya x gn reader ,, fluff ,, comedy ,, best friends to lovers ,, headcanons ,, may be ooc .
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ARLA YAP : i’m like changing my layout every single day i come here😭 first time writing chenya, i love him so much so i seriously hope he ISNT ooc.
—> when chenya first realises he has a crush on you he pushes it down, there’s no way he has a crush on you right? you both are just bestfriends.
—> but then his pranks start including you joining them, the feelings only increase, he finds himself wanting to be with you more.
—> you arent surprised when his pranks begin aiming at you become more frequent it’s just like when you both met for the first time ever, one minute he was infront of you the next he vanished; well up until you saw his head right beside you.
—> him however, he’s confused he doesn’t understand at all why he would like you, and he doesn’t believe you feel the same.
—> up until he is plotting something he vanishes as soon as you and cater come over away, distancing from away from everyone else currently at the heartslabyul dorm for the unbirthday party.
—> you guys are completely oblivious to him being so close to you, him on the other hand he was waiting for the perfect time to shine, up until he heard you say “i mean i don’t know if he would like me back”
—> he immediately froze and forgot about his whole prank, listening eagerly, to find out who ‘he’ was, then his name slipped out of caters mouth — “i’m sure chenya likes you, think positive!!”
—> for once in chenyas life he though HE was the one being pranked, i mean you both are best friends he’s sure you can probably detect him anyway, it just seems like a funny joke right! someone must of found out he had a crush on you and told him—
“cater i’m not joking, i really don’t think chenya likes me”
—> after this chenya left the party altogether, both stunned and wanting to plan something.
—> when you get back to ramshackle you are surprised to see a letter on your bed along with some snacks, as you started reading it, a bouquet appeared and then chenya did too, for once in his life he looked clumsy, he held them out to you, “riddle said you like em.”
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—> after that, you both did infact start dating. what a surprise it’s not like he knew you were going to say yes or anything…
—> i feel like behind all of Chenyas jokes and pranks he’s actually romantic, or aspires to be at the least he just needs to cut out most of the pranks.
—> he’s not quiet about how much he loves you, he’s so inlove he looks like a madman talking to everyone at RSA,
“yeha i have a partner!!~” “we know!”
“i love them” “we know..”
“they are pretty damn cool” “you have said, i would love to meet them!”
—> everyone knows about you, even if you have never once heard their name or met them, oh trust me they know.
—> he loves to listen to you talk, you ever wanna rant about something absolutely useless? don’t worry he’s all ears (reference)
—> he absolutely loves to be around you without you knowing just so he can hear you praise him, what? you don’t say it to him much, in your defence you know it will make him more smug then ever.
—> after that, once you have stopped he just appears beside you, that smug grin on his face as he shuts his eyes, his hands placed on his hips, “wowww~ i am amazing huh?” he does this just to see you get flustered and stroppy.
—> adding onto that i think he adores you when you get mad at him, he’s not taking any of it seriously just nodding while you are madder then ever at him, it could be worse he could be smiling straight in your face.
—> he finds enjoyment in sneaking you into RSA aswell, you don’t know it but while your laughing at the whole thing and trying to remain quiet everyone knows your there, he couldn’t keep it a secret from anyone.
—> i think he would also get really defensive about you, especially since he’s not around you as much due to the massive difference between RSA and NRC, so if anyone talks about you and he takes it the wrong way he’s heading right back over to you to complain about how pathetic that whole thing was.
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Contains: Kissing, Mocking, Teasing, Biting, SO many cat pun sentences holy hell
A/N: Mmm chen'ya WHEHHEHEHE
Summary: Updated version of Festival Feels from my 1K special!!
╰┈➤⸝⸝★ Twisted Wonderland୭ ˚.
The first time you met Che’nya, you didn’t quite know what to make of him. He was… a lot.
Extravagant in the way he carried himself, all loose limbs and careless posture he was cheerful in a way that felt just a little too sharp to be innocent, his laughter always following right after someone else’s startled yelp with a cheshire grin plastered on his face.
Che'nya always seemed to absolutely make only his head visible in midair just to watch Ace and Deuce scream like their lives depended on it… which, unfortunately, you had witnessed firsthand. At first, you thought he was just another nuisance from NRC but when figuring out he was from RSA it was quite a shock.
A Royal Sword Academy student wandering into Night Raven College territory like he didn’t have a care in the world like there weren’t students here who would gladly pick a fight with him just for existing. Yet Che’nya never seemed bothered. He came and went as he pleased, slipping into Heartslabyul’s grounds to visit Trey and Riddle… though, more often than not, you noticed his attention drifting elsewhere all the way towards you.
It started small with his interactions with you. A grin tossed your way from across the heartslabyul rose maze, a flick of his tail brushing past you when he “just happened” to walk by. Then it turned into stolen items, your pen, your notes, once even your blazer only for them to reappear in the most inconvenient places possible. A tree branch. The top of a hedge. The back of a chair you swore you checked already and every single time, he’d be watching his Golden eyes glinting a smile wide while staring at you... It was annoying but you never told him to stop
The rose maze of Heartslabyul was quiet that afternoon, save for the faint rustle of leaves and the lingering scent of freshly painted roses in the air. You had found a rare moment of peace, tucked away from the chaos of the dorm.
Che’nya, however, had other plans. He wandered through the maze with no real destination, hands tucked behind his head as his sharp eyes scanned the hedges lazily until they landed on you.
There you were, and just like that, his grin stretched wider back to the familiar Cheshire grin and without a sound, his form began to fade, first his legs, then his torso, until only the faint shimmer of his presence lingered in the air. The unique magic he used often… one that made him nearly impossible to track when he didn’t want to be seen.
You didn’t notice him not until you felt air blow against your neck as you squeaked, “Hello every nyan, how are you?” You flinched, startled at the sudden voice right by your ear, your head snapping up just as a tail brushed lightly against your arm. Before you could react, his face appeared far too close to yours, eyes gleaming with amusement “Fine, thank you,” he added for you, answering his own question with a soft cackle.
You groaned, shoving his face away. “Che’nya!” He laughed, the sound light and teasing as his body flickered back into view only to vanish again the moment your hand made contact. A second later, he reappeared a few steps away, lounging across a nearby bench like he’d been there the entire time “I didn’t scare you, did I?” he asked, tilting his head.
The smirk on his face made it obvious he didn’t care about the answer. You sighed, walking over anyway and sitting beside him. That, apparently, was an invitation enough because he immediately stretched out, tossing his legs across your lap like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Hey!” “Hmm?” he hummed, completely unbothered as he crossed his arms behind his head, eyes never leaving yours. “Why don’t ya come a little closer?” You shoved his legs off with a scoff, but he only laughed, sitting up just enough to lean against you instead his head resting on your shoulder like he belonged there.
“I’ll behave,” he murmured, voice dripping with playful insincerity. “Unless, of course, you tempt me not to.” “…You’re insufferable.” “And yet, you keep letting me stay,” he shot back instantly. His tail curled against your side, lingering this time longer, softer
“Those two first years aren’t around, are they?” he asked after a moment, his tone light but curious. You raised a brow. “Ace and Deuce?” “Mm.” His ears twitched. “They’re fun to scare… but they interrupt.” Interrupt..? You huffed a quiet laugh, shaking your head. “They’re not here.” “Good,” he said simply there was no joke in that one.
For once, he seemed content just sitting there, no disappearing act, no sudden pranks. Just you and him on the bench, the maze stretching endlessly around you. It didn’t last long as he grinned “Hey…” he started, nudging you slightly. “Wanna come to RSA?” You blinked. “What?” “There’s a festival going on,” he continued, flicking his tail up to brush your face earning a quick swat in return. “Thought it’d be fun.” You eyed him suspiciously. “…You paying?” He snorted. “Who said I was paying?” You laughed despite yourself, shaking your head before sighing. “You know what? Fine. After everything lately… I don’t mind hanging out with you.”
Che’nya paused as his ears twitched, his grin softening “See?” he said, leaning in slightly. “Told you I could be very purrsuasive.” You groaned. “That was terrible.” “It was purrfect- hey!”He yelped as you grabbed his ear, tugging lightly. He laughed, trying to pry your hand away, and for a brief moment, there was no trick, no illusion just the two of you, laughing like it was easy.
“LOOK, THAT CAT’S BACK!” Che’nya’s grin snapped back into place instantly “Ah… duty calls,” he mused, already fading. “See ya later, nyah~” as he grinned, vanishing your hand, gripping the fabric of your pants, staring at the empty space beside you.
The festival at Royal Sword Academy was… different. Brighter. Lighter. The atmosphere lacked the sharp edge that NRC carried so naturally. It should’ve felt welcoming yet it felt unfamiliar.
You barely had time to adjust to the scenery as a voice spoke “There you are.” Che’nya appeared right in front of you, as if pulled from thin air, his arm slinging easily over your shoulders “C’mon,” he grinned. “Let’s go.” and just like that, the unease faded.
The day blurred into motion, wandering between stalls, laughter slipping more easily with every passing moment. He dragged you onto rides without warning, disappeared only to reappear with snacks in hand, and at some point, convinced you to get matching keychains two cats with their tails forming a heart when connected.
He insisted on carrying his, and you didn’t question it. At another stall, you bought him a ridiculous hairclip, one that didn’t match anything he wore. He immediately put it on anyway, mimicking your expression so perfectly that you couldn’t help but laugh.
It was… nice with Che'nya by the time you stopped at a cotton candy stall, the sky had melted into soft streaks of gold and blush pink, the kind of sunset that made everything feel slower, warmer. You had barely taken a bite when it vanished from your grasp “Yoink.” The word came with the sudden lightness of your hand as Che’nya leaned in far too casually, already chewing on your cotton candy like it belonged to him.
“Che’nya!” you snapped, turning to him in disbelief, only to be met with that infuriating smirk, his golden eyes glinting. “What? Sharing is caring,” he teased, voice lilting with amusement. “Oh, really?” you shot back, not missing a beat as you snatched his and took an exaggerated bite, earning a surprised huff that quickly turned into laughter. What followed was less of a fight and more of a challenge petty, playful, and completely unserious as the two of you stole bites back and forth, laughter slipping between every mock complaint, sugar clinging to your fingers as the moment unraveled into something soft and unguarded.
Somewhere in the middle of it, your hands brushed then lingered. Neither of you acknowledged it, nor did you move away. When the laughter finally quieted, Che’nya glanced at you, something gentler settling behind his usual mischief, his grin no longer sharp but quietly fond, like he’d found something he didn’t quite want to let go of.
His tail curled lightly around your wrist, absentminded, almost instinctive, and this time, when the moment stretched on in comfortable silence, he didn’t vanish, didn’t tease or run. He just stayed, right there beside you, like that was exactly where he meant to be.
neige is the kind of lover who shows up in your life so gently and consistently that you almost don't notice when he becomes essential to it. he's attentive in a way that never feels overwhelming, always remembering small details about you and quietly acting on them later without making a big deal out of it. he checks in without making it feel like a responsibility, and he celebrates your happiness like it's something deeply personal to him. being loved by him feels soft and steady, like sunlight through curtains you didn't realize were opened. he's affectionate, but never demanding of attention in return, and that makes his presence feel safe in a way that's easy to underestimate until you realize how much you rely on it.
Chen'ya
chen'ya is a playful, unpredictable kind of lover, the type who keeps the relationship feeling alive just by never letting it fall into complete routine. he teases you constantly, but there's warmth behind every bit of mischief, like he's always testing how far he can make you smile or react. he's physically present in a way that feels almost impossible to pin down, always appearing beside you at the most unexpected times, but never in a way that feels intrusive. he listens more than people assume, even if he frames everything as a joke. loving him feels like being part of a game you didn't fully learn the rules to, but still somehow always enjoy playing.
Rielle Corallia
rielle is a composed and intentional kind of lover, someone who expresses care through presence, reliability, and quiet understanding rather than dramatic gestures. he's the type to remember what you need before you have to ask, and to act on it without drawing attention to himself. he doesn't rush affection, but what he gives is consistent and sincere, making it easy to trust him over time. there's a calmness to the way he loves, like he believes that stability is more meaningful than intensity. being with him feels like standing beside someone who's always aware of you in the gentlest way possible, without ever making you feel observed too sharply.
Minajael Tealrajah
minajael is a grounded, thoughtful kind of lover who expresses care through understanding and steadiness. he's not overly expressive, but he's deeply observant, and he tends to pick up on your needs before they're spoken aloud. his way of loving is practical but never cold, often showing up in small actions that make your life easier without asking for recognition. he values mutual respect and quiet companionship, the kind where silence does not feel awkward but comfortable. being loved by him feels like having someone beside you who doesn't try to overwhelm your world, but instead fits into it naturally and supports it from within.
Omg yass... thank u!! So can I request a comfort fic with Chenya? 🥹🥹 if that's okay. Fem reader preferably. She is having a really bad depressive episode and needs him there. Have a nice day
Depressive episode comfort
Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker (Che'nya) x gn!reader
A/N: hope you don't mind I made it x gn!reader, i ended up not using any prnns in it except for Chen's (╥﹏╥) Also, I hope you're doing ok dear Anon! Remember to take care of yourself and take breaks when you need to! Drink water!!! And eat food!!!!!
it starts in a way chen'ya almost doesn't notice at first, because you've gotten good at hiding it. not in a deliberate way, just in the way you've learned how to keep moving even when everything inside you feels heavy and distant. but he knows you well enough to see the difference anyway. the way your replies are shorter. the way your laughter doesn't quite reach the same place it usually does. the way you linger in silence a little too long, like even speaking feels like effort you're not sure you have. when he finally finds you, it's not dramatic or loud like in stories. it's just him appearing beside you like he's always been there, sitting down without asking, tilting his head slightly as he studies your face with that usual cat-like curiosity that never feels invasive. "hey," he says softly, voice lighter than the moment probably deserves, but not dismissive. "you've got that look again. the one where your brain is doing the thingy where it's mean to you."
you don't answer right away, and he doesn't push. instead, he just stays there, close enough that you can feel his presence without it demanding anything from you. that's what makes it different with him. he never acts like your silence is a problem that needs fixing immediately. he just exists beside you in it until it becomes a little less sharp. after a moment, he nudges your shoulder gently with his own, like a quiet reminder that you're not alone in the space you're in. "you don't have to talk if you don't wanna," he adds, tone still casual, but softer now. "but i'm not going anywhere, okay? so you can just... be weird and quiet and whatever this is at your own pace."
at some point, he starts doing small things that don't feel like pressure. offering you something warm to hold without making a big deal out of it. distracting you with something random and mildly ridiculous just to get your attention out of your head for a second. making a dumb comment about something nearby just to see if he can pull even the tiniest reaction out of you, not because he expects you to be okay immediately, but because he knows sometimes the smallest shift is enough to keep you from sinking further. and when you do finally speak, even if it's just a little, he brightens in a way that's still gentle, like he's relieved but refusing to make you feel like you owe him that moment.
"there you are" he says quietly, like he's been waiting without making it feel like waiting. then he leans back slightly, hands behind his head, watching the sky or the room or whatever space you're both in like it is the most normal thing in the world for him to stay right there with you. "you know, you don't have to be fun or okay or anything for me to stick around. i'm kinda stubborn like that." there's a pause, and then a small, softer grin. "also, you're not allowed to disappear on me. i'd get bored."
it's not a solution, it's not some sudden fix or dramatic turning point, but it's steady. and with chen'ya, that's what it becomes. steady presence. quiet company. a reminder that even when your mind makes everything feel distant and heavy, there's still someone sitting right next to you like you belong in the same moment as him, no matter how you're feeling in it.
Who messes up your game every. Single. Time. He. Appears. You can't get through any event or chapter without him somehow causing the game to completely glitch beyond saving. Maybe it's more of a " funny " glitch where Leona only has two front tooth— A glitch where Ace's hair is shaped like Deuce's!— Or maybe a more serious one.
Who somehow breaks the game's code via saying dialogues he wasn't supposed to say. Maybe he'd have a more human-like look in his eyes that you can't quite tell— But it leaves you feeling watched.
Who is quite (very) possessive of the one who he deems as the player. Quietly (or loudly) vying and demanding your affection, attention, and attraction to all be towards him!
Who eventually, pushed away the NRC students during the suppossed event to have a chat between you two only. Chenya left feeling particularly satisfied— You were left with the unused and unheard of dialogues.
Twst characters lighting up with you. ft. Chenya, Neige, Vil, and Ace. Suggestive content in Chenya's part. Pumping out more fics because I need a hobby.
CHENYA:
Chenya likes to blend his pot with catnip, sorry. It's.. safe for humans to smoke, but you can't help but think what the fuck?
If you though Chenya was lazy before he smoked, just wait until the room is cloudy and he just won't get up off you. I hope you don't have to pee any time soon, because his ass is not getting up.
He gets clingy, nuzzling himself against the side of your neck as he lays on top of you. You swear, he acts like a cat trying to scent you..
Probably really into fucking while high. Sorry.
NEIGE:
Has never smoked before, but goes to take a hit from your joint out of curiosity.
He takes a hit that lasts too long, and suddenly his throat is burning and he's coughing up a storm. No matter how many ice cubes he sucks on, his throat still feels like its been lit aflame.
Once he manages to calm down and stop greening out, he's more relaxed. You think it's cute how droopy his eyes get.
The two of you veg out on ice cream and watch really shitty movies on Magitube.
VIL:
What? Did you think he was too good to smoke pot? How rude!
Definitely the type of guy to mix rose petals with his joints, because it makes him feel more 'refined.' Whatever that means!
Not a lot changes when Vil smokes, but he does seem to be less strict. He lets you sit on his lap as the two of you smoke, sitting in one another's embrace. However, if you don't at least change your clothes after, he's drowning the both of you in his perfume.
ACE:
It's definitely his first time smoking, and it's obvious by the slight nervousness that creeps in alongside his excitement when you offer him a hit of your blunt.
He gets so giggly, but also gets more mischievous. Oops.
He's probably going to be raiding your cabinets if you let him smoke any more than one hit, so make sure that you're stocked up.
He enjoys the heightened physical sensations, and makes you run your fingers through his hair. What is he, a dog? ..Don't answer that.
Che'nya headcanons because theres not enough Che'nya x reader content in this world :3
As an advid crazy cat lady myself im adding on some silly feline esqe behavior to these HCs!!
Che'nya is a menace of a boyfriend.
His mischievous behavior? scaring the absolute shit outta his S/o by appearing in front of them using his unique magic? girl you better get used to that because its going to happen... A LOT
but if you are adapted to his behavior enough you'll notice that he purrs pretty loud before he appears before you out of thin air.
only YOU, and his childhood friends (Trey, and Riddle) are the only people to have noticed that about him.
Other than the routinely jumpscares you get from him, Che'nya is a great boyfriend, He's not afraid of just a little PDA like nuzzling you or just simply kissing you on the lips before disappearing.
You never get tired of his cat puns, honestly they make you laugh.
And Che'nya LOVE'S the sound of your laughter!! so he practically makes it his goal everyday to at least make you giggle.
behind closed doors, he is very much a cuddlebug.
Good luck getting out of bed in the mornings, he's CLINGY when sleepy.
I feel like he's the type to get jealous if you give a stray cat attention like 'heyy!! I'm literally right here! stop spoiling them!' Then he pouts on the way home.
Until you bombard him with kisses
^ Che'nya in the aftermath of the kiss attack. (He's so in love he's dizzy)
ALSO He's def the type to send you cat memes on your phone.
Not just to you but to even Riddle and Trey. and other friends at RSA
