Ace will never let you be alone. He shows up uninvited when you need someone most, appearing at your door with some flimsy excuse about needing to borrow your notes or complaining that Deuce is being insufferable, but really he just knows.
He knows when the silence gets too heavy, when your smile does not quite reach your eyes, when you are holding yourself together with sheer willpower and nothing else.
He does not ask if you are okay because that would make it real and uncomfortable and way too serious for someone like him to handle gracefully, so instead he sprawls across your bed and complains about everything under the sun until you find yourself arguing back, and somewhere in the familiar rhythm of bickering the tightness in your chest starts to ease.
He is annoying and intrusive and never knows when to shut up, but he also never makes you carry anything alone, never lets you disappear into your own head for too long, never allows the hard days to swallow you whole because he will drag you back out kicking and screaming if he has to, though usually he does it by shoving his phone in your face with some dumb meme or challenging you to a game he knows you will lose just to get that spark back in your eyes.
Deuce remembers everything you say, even the things you mention in passing without thinking twice about them.
Deuce Spade
You could tell him once, months ago, that you like a specific flavor of juice or that a certain song reminds you of home, and he will file it away in his mind like it matters, like every small piece of you is worth remembering.
He shows up with that juice when you are stressed about exams, records that song when he hears it playing somewhere, asks if you want to go to that restaurant you mentioned liking back during orientation week.
It is never a grand gesture and he gets embarrassed when you point it out, turning red and insisting it is not a big deal, that he just happened to remember or it was on his way anyway, but you know better. You know that he listens when you talk, genuinely listens, and that he cares enough to hold onto the little details that make you who you are.
He takes you seriously in a way that feels rare and precious, never dismissing your problems as too small or your feelings as an overreaction, and when you tell him about your day he does not just wait for his turn to talk, he actually wants to know, asking follow-up questions and getting invested in the drama with people he has never even met because it matters to you so it matters to him.
Jack Howl
Jack notices when you are tired before you say anything.
He sees the way you are holding your shoulders, the heaviness in your movements, the slightly dazed look that means you are running on empty and sheer stubbornness, and he does not make a big deal out of it but suddenly he is taking care of the little things you do not have energy for.
He carries your bag without asking, grabs your lunch for you when he gets his own, steers you away from crowded hallways when he can tell you are too worn down to deal with the noise. He does not hover or fuss because that would just make you feel worse, but his presence becomes this steady, reliable thing you can lean on without worry.
He texts you to make sure you ate, reminds you about assignments you might have forgotten, offers to study together because he knows you will actually take breaks if someone else is there to enforce them.
When you try to thank him he gets gruff and uncomfortable about it, insisting he is not doing anything special and you would do the same for him, and maybe that is true but it does not make it matter less. He looks out for you, making sure you are okay even when you are too tired or overwhelmed to take care of yourself properly.
Epel Felmier
Epel defends you when you are not there to defend yourself.
You do not always hear about it but he does not let people talk badly about you, does not let rumors go unchallenged or let anyone make you the butt of their jokes, and he does it even when it would be easier to stay quiet, even when standing up means drawing attention he does not want.
He has spent his whole life being underestimated and forced into boxes that do not fit, so he knows what it feels like when people make assumptions, and he refuses to let anyone do that to you without pushback. He is fiercely loyal in a way that sometimes surprises people who only see the delicate face and the careful manners Vil has drilled into him, but you know better.
You know that he will go to bat for you without hesitation, that your reputation and your feelings matter to him enough to risk getting into trouble, that he considers you worth fighting for.
He also never makes you feel like you owe him for it, never holds it over your head or demands gratitude, because to him that is just what you do for people you care about.
Ortho Shroud
Ortho celebrates your accomplishments no matter how small they are.
You could tell him you finally finished that assignment you were putting off or managed to get out of bed on a hard day or tried something new that scared you, and he lights up like you just told him you won the lottery.
He does not do it in a condescending way, does not treat you like a child who needs participation trophies, but his enthusiasm is so genuine and bright that you cannot help but feel proud of yourself too.
He wants you to recognize your own progress, wants you to see yourself the way he sees you, and he keeps track of your goals and dreams and mentions them later, asking how that thing you were working on is going or if you are still interested in that topic you were researching.
He sends you articles and videos he thinks you will like, tags you in posts that remind him of you, makes playlists based on your current mood because he has learned to read your emotional patterns better than most people could.
He makes you feel seen and valued, makes you feel like your existence brings something good into the world, and his love is this wholehearted, uncomplicated thing that does not demand anything in return except that you let yourself be cared for.
Sebek Zigvolt
Sebek holds you to a higher standard because he believes you can meet it.
He does not coddle you or pretend your mistakes do not exist, and while that might sound harsh it actually means he takes you seriously as a person, sees your potential and refuses to let you sell yourself short.
He gets frustrated when you talk badly about yourself because he genuinely does not understand why you cannot see what he sees, why you insist on diminishing your own abilities when you are clearly capable of so much more.
He pushes you to try harder, do better, be more, but he also notices when you succeed and acknowledges it in his own loud, over-the-top way that somehow always makes you feel like you actually accomplished something worthwhile.
He does not compare you to anyone else because his standards for you are yours alone, based on what he knows you can do rather than arbitrary measures of what others have done.
When you are struggling he does not tell you to give up or lower your expectations, he tells you to keep going, offers to help you practice or study or train, sits with you through the difficult parts because he has faith that you will get through them.
His belief in you is absolute and unwavering, and on the days when you do not believe in yourself that certainty becomes something you can borrow until you find your own again.
Grim
Grim shares his food with you, and for a cat monster who treats every meal like it might be his last, that means everything.
He will complain about it, will make a big show of how generous he is being and how you better appreciate this, but he always makes sure you eat, pushing portions of his lunch toward you or "accidentally" ordering too much and insisting you help him finish it.
He curls up next to you when you are sad, his warm weight settling against your side or in your lap. He does not ask what is wrong because he does not need to know the details to know that you need comfort, and his presence becomes this grounding thing, something alive and real and dependent on you in a way that makes it harder to spiral into dark thoughts.
He talks about the future like you will obviously be there, makes plans that include you without question, assumes your continued presence in his life as a fundamental fact of reality.
"When we are famous mages" and "after we graduate" and "once we get our own place," always we, always together, his future so tangled up with yours that separation is not even a possibility he considers, and somehow that certainty, that unshakeable assumption that you belong with him, makes you feel more wanted than any flowery declaration ever could.
TW: Yandere, Horror, Forced imprisonment, Fear, Suggestive, Body horror
AN: I wanna... I wanna write something crazy... Maybe even freaky...
Word Count: 1.6k+
Poor you who decided to wander into an amusement park late at night, not knowing the urban legends of Playful Land. You veered off the road while driving through the woods and when you awoke, your car was busted and your phone had been shattered. Flashing lights and loud music catch your attention and you walk towards them in a trance until you arrive at the front gates of Playful Land.
Playful Land?
Confusion strikes you as you walk into the empty amusement park.
Why is there an amusement park in the middle of the woods?
Ignorant of the tragedies that happened here, you push through the turnstile without thinking of purchasing a ticket.
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
You call out as you look down the deserted streets.
The sounds of corn being popped in its stand and the sight of cotton candy spinning next to pre-made cones tells you this place is far from abandoned. But then why couldn’t you see anyone?
🎆 Ortho Shroud 🎆
A young woman?
He peers at you from a dark area behind a tent. His eyes glowing as he switches to night-vision to see you better. He’s one of the first to know you’ve entered park grounds. He’ll watch you from a distance consistently and prevent the others from interfering.
But it’s also mainly under orders from his brother.
“Watch that girl, Ortho!”
“Bring her to the security room, Ortho!”
“Ortho!!!!”
Ortho would just frown and shake his head.
“Big brother, tell me when there’s actually something you want me to do.”
He would then promptly turn off any form of communication with Idia besides emergency signals.
All Ortho wants to focus on now is you. They haven’t had any new visitors for so long! He hopes he can make a new friend, and then he’ll introduce you to his brother. Then, all three of you can be great friends!
🔥Idia Shroud🔥
The first person to know you’ve entered park grounds. He saw you hobbling from the woods with the numerous surveillance objects surrounding the park, and the moment you stepped in; it was show time.
“Weheehee. What a pretty girl.”
He can’t believe he died a virgin. Well, he can, but he didn’t think he would actually die a virgin! He won’t be passing up a chance like this. Now all he has to do is have Ortho lure you to the security room and-
Is that Ernesto approaching you?
Game over 💔
💦 Kalim Al-Asim 💦
“We haven’t had a visitor in so long!”
“Ah!”
You scream and land on your butt with a thud as a strange man jumps out at you. His clothes are vibrantly colored and reminiscent of someone who would be found working at a circus.
Finally, an employee…
“Ah, sorry.”
He’s quickly grasping your hand and pulling you up. He feels cold and oddly smooth to the touch…
“I didn’t meant to scare you.”
He offers you an apologetic smile and begins to speak to you like he’s known you since childhood. However, all you can focus on is how… Off this all feels. The more you analyze him, the more you start to realize that he’s probably not human… His joints creak and… His arm just fell off.
“Haha, it does that sometimes!”
He laughs it off as he picks it up and reattaches it with ease to his shoulder, but when he turns around you’ve already vanished from your spot behind him.
“Wait! Come back! Aren’t you lost?!”
❤️ Ace Trappola ❤️
He. Is. Getting. Into. Your. Pants. Tonight!!!
Another horn dog who can’t contain himself. He hasn’t seen a lady in so long, much less a living human being!
His eyes widen in shock when he sees you before he’s rubbing at them like crazy, thinking that he’s hallucinating his dream girl. The only problem is that he rubbed his balled-up fists on his eyes without closing them.
“Who’s there?!”
You call out, terrified when you hear what sounds like someone being strangled.
“Ack! I mean… Hey there~”
You turn around to look at a brightly-dressed man in confusion. He seems to be an employee, or you assume he is. An awkward one at that. Him trying to make his voice deeper to impress you also doesn’t go unnoticed by you.
“So what’s someone like you doing around here?”
Are you serious?
“Uhm, I lost my phone and was wondering if I could borrow one here? I’ll pay.”
You’ll be paying alright. He’s already rubbing his hands together mischievously while leading you to a closet. He hopes that Ernesto can at least give him seven minutes… That’s if you even trust a creep like him enough to follow him into a closet.
Spoilers: you don’t and he has to beg for you on his knees 😚
🦚 Vil Schoenheit 🦚
Skin that’s way too glossy to be passed off as just an excellent skin routine and eyes that are far too glassy to be that of a living human being’s. He’s almost like a porcelain doll.
You wandered into a tall building with beautiful stained glass windows, only to meet a man already sitting there under the various shades of light that filtered through. His nutcracker-like outfit doesn’t go unnoticed by you, but more specifically his lustrous blonde hair and striking purple eyes. You want to laugh, but you really can’t when you’re awestruck by just looking at the man while also starting to feel the creeping sense of fear.
“A human woman?”
Those first few words out of his mouth put you on edge, and you want to ask what he meant by that, but he’s immediately glossing over it.
“You must be lost, I presume. Come with me.”
When you don’t move a muscle, the words stuck in your mouth as you try not to embarrass yourself in front of him or upset this clearly non-human being, he slowly walks up to you like you’re a wounded doe. His hand gracefully holds yours in a tender embrace as you try to return his unwavering gaze.
“Don’t worry. I’ll show you the way.”
🦇 Lilia Vanrouge 🦇
What a tasty looking morsel.
Lilia thinks as he watches you from the roof of a building. His legs swing back and forth as he tilts his head to get a better look at you.
Wow, that looks tasty…
You nearly drool as you watch corn being popped and covered in caramel before being shoveled into a waiting bag of popcorn. The little puppet at the stand doesn’t say a word even when you ask it how much the food costs. Luckily, you notice a small sign that says it’ll be a dollar for a small bag.
I guess they didn’t program it to speak?
You drop a dollar into the jar next to the puppet and take what you assume is a small bag of popcorn. They were all the same size anyways.
Maybe I should pay it some more, just in case.
Pop!
You jump as a balloon pops next to you and see a short girl with a bob smiling at you. You eye her up and down before she bows and introduces herself.
“The name is Lilia Vanrouge. What may an esteemed guest such as yourself be doing here at such a late hour?”
That is not a girl.
🦁 Leona Kingscholar 🦁
“It’s too loud…”
Leona can hear the circus coming to life as a new guest enters the trap. He couldn’t care less. It was too annoying, too much work. Ernesto had already warned him to stay out of matters involving fresh meat.
“If you interfere again and let someone escape again, I’m turning you into firewood!”
The man’s cheerful facade and fancy way of speaking always dropped into a scowl whenever he saw Leona.
“Heh, actually…”
Leona sits up on the rafters he had been laying on before hopping down to the ground. He can hear Idia shouting at the others to stay away from the new visitor, that Ortho has it handled, but curiosity is in a cat’s nature.
His hands are in his pockets as he saunters over to where he would assume a new clueless visitor would wander off to.
“Let’s go see what all this fuss is about.”
🦊 Ernesto Foulworth 🦊
He knew you were here the moment you pushed the turnstile and entered without paying. He giggled to himself in his office as Gidel watched in curiosity.
“They’ve already broken the rules! Time to go fetch them!”
Gidel would happily nod and follow Ernesto to go meet the new unfortunate fool who trespassed onto their amusement park. The shock that would follow when he would see a young lady standing in front of the cotton candy booth. Your leggings are ripped and your skirt is torn and his eyes are…
“Gidel,”
He would bend down and whisper to the little one.
“I need you to go check on Leona and keep him busy. Boss’ orders.”
He’d flash him a smile and a wink, and Gidel would be running off with a nod to confirm that he’s understood.
“Now where was I-”
He looks to his left and then his right. You’re gone.
A scowl paints his face as he realizes one of the other miscre- errrrr, employees, must have gotten to you. His fangs are bared as he orders Idia to tell him where you are, but he gets no response.
This is his park. Who do they think they are to disobey him and who do they think they are to hide you away from him?
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a/n: i wish ortho was in the photo with the first years! i get why they put him with the third years but it would've been nice to just see him w/ the first years. he's rarely included with them in official art. breaks my heart fr. anyways, i hope you enjoy :>
ace trappola
Definitely a blow to his confidence. He'll laugh it off but don't let this man fool you. He's going to be thinking about this for weeks. This is his shameful secret that he'd never tell anyone, but he's going online and looking up "Ways to woo your crush" or "How to escape the friend zone". Except he's not in the friendzone. He's in the brotherzone which is arguably so much worse. But Ace Trappola is not a quitter. This man didn't back down when his housewarden was acting like a tyrant. What makes you think he'd back down after this... small bump in the road. He'll turn up the charm, pivoting his teasing from making fun of you to more flirtatious jabs. You'll notice him doing more acts of service for you too. You're sleeping in on the weekend? He's heading over to Ramshackle and making you breakfast. Feeling stressed? He just watched a 2 minute How To Give A Massage video on the internet, sit down he's got you. You need something from Sam's shop? He was just heading over, he could grab it for you. Better yet, why don't you guys go together? He'll try to take over boyfriend-like duties by holding your bags or paying for you when you guys hang out. Call him out for doing these things and he'll call you crazy. Male gaslighter right here. "What? I'm not being nicer than usual. This is my usual. Why are you reading into it so much? You wanna date me or something?" Never call him a brother again though. Please. He recovered once but he doesn't think he'll be as graceful the second time around.
deuce spade
His mood is ruined. He's crying on the inside. Now he's going to go home and rethink every interaction you've had. It is kinda brotherly how he lends you his stuff, always asking if you need anything. UGH. Stupid! Why did he think that was romantic?! Poor Deuce is going to berate himself. A lot. He doesn't know how to flirt. Romance was never something he was super interested in until now. But damn it, he's going to try because he really likes you. He'll start slipping in more compliments. They're awkward and unnatural at first, to the point you almost think he's being sarcastic. But he's not, he's just nervous. With time, he'll stop being so awkward with it and his compliments will actually get pretty smooth. Deuce is always genuine with his praise; how could he not be? There's so many great things about you, he doesn't think he could ever run out of ideas. "I don't know if I've said this before, but your smile is really cute. It's so contagious, just seeing it makes me happier." "You always smell so good. Whatever you use makes my head spin a bit." The other first years notice this and poke fun at him. Especially Ace. He'll try to deny it, a bit embarrassed that they noticed. But if they noticed, then does that mean you've noticed his efforts too? Deuce really hopes so. Compliment him back and his heart will actually starting beating out of his chest. His face will go red as he thanks you, a giddy smile on his lips.
jack howl
He's prideful that you consider him that close to you... but obviously he was hoping to be something entirely different. Jack couldn't grasp how you could view him like a brother, but he supposes he's biased considering the fact that he likes you. It won't bother him too much, but he's definitely going to up his game and try to show off in front of you. Jack will invite you out more to watch his Spelldrive games or workouts. It's then that he goes full on try-hard mode. If he looks over and sees you watching him— which is basically all the time— he gets fired up. Don't point out the way his tail starts wagging. He'll die of embarrassment and start actively stopping it from moving. You'll catch wind of what he's trying to do with Ruggie or Epel encouraging you to keep coming. "Jack's on his A-game when you're around. Wonder why, huh? Shi shi shi~! Doesn't matter to me. As long as we keep winning." During his breaks, he'll talk about how tense his muscles are and subtly asks if you want to feel them. When you do, he's fighting to conceal the wild blush threatening to appear on his cheeks. Your hands against his skin actually makes him go dizzy. Jack will stutter like crazy and then apologize for stuttering so much. Very cute sight to see. And with the way you're smiling at him, he's starting to think that his silly little tactics are working.
epel felmier
"Brother?! What about me screams, brotherly!?" Possibly one of the worst moments of his life. He's offended and isn't afraid to say it in his southern accent. Epel finds it emasculating that you see him that way and gets a little pissy about it. Was it really that hard to try and view him in a romantic light? This guy is mumbling under his breath for the rest of the day, getting snappy if someone calls him out. Yeah, Vil is reprimanding him for it. "Your poor behavior reflects bad on Pomfiore as a whole. Instead of whining, you should use this as an opportunity to better yourself in order to win their affections." Epel hates the fact that Vil is right. But he's man enough to admit it. So he takes the advice in stride and works to be more boyfriend-material towards you. He'll get bolder with his touches, offering to hold your hand when you walk together, brushing your hair back when he sees it fall in front of your face, whispering sweet words into your ear, etc. He gets his charm from Vil. I mean, if he has a world-class actor that thousands of people fall for at his disposal, of course he's going to ask him for advice! It's embarrassing, sure, but he really does like you. And he'll do it for you. His touch is featherlight, allowing you to pull away if you wanted to. But it's enough to get his point across. If you don't pull away and maybe even reciprocate his advances, Epel will be over the moon. He might even be spurred on to take another, bolder step by kissing your hand. "How's that for brotherly?" He'll tease when he spots a faint blush on your face.
ortho shroud (platonic)
A complete 180° from Epel— this might just be the best moment of his life. He already has a brother and knows how tight-knit a bond like that is. The fact that you consider him to be that close to you has him spinning in the air doing happy little circles. Family is something Ortho has always held near and dear to his heart, and now that you've called him a brother you are basically an unofficial Shroud now! He'll make Idia spend more time with you, wanting you to see him as a brother too! He's not going to stop talking about you to everyone. His parents, his brother, the other first years. Your friendship makes him feel more human and further solidifies his place in NRC. Sure, he's still going to school mainly to accompany Idia, but now he's also attending to see you! Just like how he's protective of Idia, he'll get protective of you too. This boy's got a mischievous side. He'd stand up for you before he if saw you getting picked on for being magicless. But now? Oh, he's going to make those bullies regret it so much more. They're getting their internet search history displayed on a projector during a presentation. He doesn't mind getting in a little trouble if it's for you. The bond that the two of you have really means the world to him. Ortho knows he's more than just bolts and wires, but being around you reassures him of the fact that he's worth more than his mind might tell him.
sebek zigvolt
HIM? A BROTHER TO YOU!? How dare you think the two of you have such a bond, human! Silver hardly counts as a brother! And you expect him to view you in such a close light!? Disgraceful!... He's totally not butt-hurt because you think of him in a way that was the complete opposite of what he wanted. Sebek goes into denial about his feelings for you after this. Funnily enough, his denial makes it all the more obvious to the people around him that he likes you. Mainly because he won't shut up about you. Lilia's gonna hear about you, the first years are gonna hear about you, Silver's gonna hear about you, Sebek might even mention you to his liege! "Stupid human, thinking they're anything more than a nuisance. Ridiculous! Can you even believe their audacity, Silver!?" "... I don't know. They seem to be on your mind a lot." He'll be a bit insufferable around you— constantly yelling about how the two of you could never have a familial bond, or sevens forbid anything more when you literally just asked what he had for breakfast. It's his automatic nervous reaction, please forgive this man. Lilia's going to have to talk him through the emotions, basically saying, Hey! I think this is copium! Then followed by Sebek learning how to process his emotions better. This guys going to take a while, especially with the set back, but he'll come back stronger with renewed motivation and possibly a rose in his hand.
⋆. 𐙚 ˚... 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 about Steven universe! Yuu and the shenanigans they would cause in NRC with the first years
𐔌 . ⋮ 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄... a half gem and half human being in the twisted wonderland— you are such an interesting individual, being able to fuse with other humans, being able to heal people, while also being kind and friendly, it was no surprise that you are quite popular, being the alien that you are.
The students in NRC are interested in you, of course they'd be, you are foreign after all; despite not having magical qualities in your body, you had numerous powers that didn't need magic. They'd try to question you, they'd try to get an answer, but you'd always say something vague or something that they didn't understand, so they'd observe from afar, while your popularity keeps growing from the powers you keep showing, but not offering any answers to it.
They weren't stupid, they could see how powerful you are— despite being friendly and sweet to the people around you even though you get a scowl or hateful comments in return, you were greatly powerful. Even without magic, they could see that you handled things worse than a few grumpy teenage boys, there were unspoken scars, there were backhanded mentions of homeworld, and the strength that you showed off when you handled the overblots— those weren't done with a simple magicless human, those were done by an experienced and powerful human(?) and whether you admitted to it or not, interest started following you.
Many people saw your power, you weren't shy of showing it off of course, but that came with the side effect of people gawking at you.
When you healed a couple of withered plants with your saliva via licking it— they are disgusted but also interested on how you'd do that, when you would summon a pink shield whenever a potion exploded in your face in Crewel's class, and whenever you cried when you would take pity in a dead animal, they'd magically spring back to life. Naturally people would assume you're some kind of powerful deity, they'd make theories about your origin, they'd make assumptions, and that would usually drive people away, but your friendly nature would bring people in your circle unexpectedly.
Your friends would caught wind about the rumors of yourself of course, all the nicknames that would surround you that sound too intimidating for a person so sweet, all the terrified students that would run away when you got too close to greet them happily, all the interested but also adoration that flashes in their eyes when you did something related to your power.
They think that it's pointless considering you are the most sweetest and open people in NRC to the point that they'd tease you for acting more like an RSA student.
⋮ ⌗ ┆𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌
𝘼t first, Grim thought that you were a naive human that he could manipulate with ease; you were too friendly, too kind, and too willing to work together for world peace or whatever. Those kind of people were easy, so he stuck to you, he would demand from you, he would be his usual boastful and ruff self.
However, he saw red flags. Your scent wasn't anything he had smelled before, you didn't have any human scent that he expected, you didn't even have any fae or beastly smell. Instead, you have a faint earthy smell akin to a gem underground, and also a flicker of a metallic smell so faint he'd have to bury his face in your sweat glands. He thought it was a bit peculiar considering you looked human. But, after you busted out a shield back when you first got introduced to the ghosts in the Ramshackle, he saw your gem, and he understood that you weren't an ordinary human that got transported to twisted wonderland.
He wouldn't ask questions at first, but after he warmed up to you, he'd ask, he didn't really see any negative emotions when people would ask or imply asking what you were, so he saw no harm and asked you.
After learning what you are, he would most definitely try to make experiments to satisfy his inner questions while also asking you some probing questions. If he's satisfied he'll definitely use your powers to his advantage and demand to be healed when he's injured, it doesn't matter if it's as simple as a paper cut, he'll whine and pout until you do.
Grim thinks that you are a very useful henchman. Especially since you would summon shields to protect him, and also heal him and potentially bring him back to life if he ever dies. He thinks that he should keep you next to him for the benefit of it— although we all know that he finds your company soothing and comfortable.
Speaking of, he definitely gets protective of you. He knows that it's not easy to anger or provoke you, he knows that you are too friendly for your own good, he knows that there are a bunch of hungry sharks ready to pounce on you if given the chance. So he decides, to keep you longer, he must give you protection by none other than himself, the great Grim. He thinks that he's doing this for mutual benefit— you don't get mauled by the students in NRC, and he gets free tuna, gets healed anytime, and a free henchman. However, when you look closely, whenever he defends you he gets too worked up and too overprotective of you. Even to normal people! a random guy being nice to you? Grim gives him the stink eye and threatens to fry his face off, a random guy engaging in a non-threatening conversation with you? Grim pulls you away from him while whining about the lack of attention you're giving to him. In conclusion, don't trust him when he says it's to benefit himself, he actually cares about you more than he knows himself.
Grim is definitely curious about the gem placed in your belly button, he'll sometimes tilt his head whenever it's shown because c'mon!? A half gem person? A person who shares the same DNA with those shiny rocks??— he won't tell you but whenever you two sleep he'll sometimes lay any part of his body over it to feel the coolness of it. Why? Because he associates your gem as you, therefore it's comforting, which translates to cuddles and physical touch. He especially likes it because he knows how protective gems are with their gems so knowing that you're comfortable enough to let him touch it makes him feel like you two are family.
I feel like Grim is your first fusion in twisted wonderland— given how close you guys have to be considering you need him for magical stuff that you don't have, and because you just want to be close with him. He's your first ever fusion, although it would not happen until later in your adventure in twst.
I feel like the Scarabia arc is where you two would fuse. When you two are stressed about the whole situation, when emotions are high and you two just wanna go back to Ramshackle to relax. Grim would go up to you to snuggle and to cope about the whole thing, and relax from that grueling trip that Kalim made in the middle of the hot sun. Then boom! You two fused in the height of both of your emotions.
Grim was understandably shocked, scared, and speechless. It felt like he was in a foreign body with you, he could feel anything you would feel, it felt like he was in his body but amplified and modified to fit two people. It felt too intimate and too close to be with you, but, weirdly enough, he didn't mind it. After he screamed and calmed down, you had to explain what fusion is while being fused, he's rightfully confused and questioned everything about it, you answered and if you ever mention that gems are more powerful if they fuse he will test it out and the temporary room in Scarabia will get wrecked.
The fusion's name would be Vesper. I think that it'll be a perfect blend of beasty and human attributes; the bottom half would have hind legs and Grim's tail, however, the fur would have your hair color and on the tips it would be Grim's hair color. There would be cat ears placed on top of the head with flames coming out of it. Vesper would have three eyes, the third eye would have Grim's eye color and the other eyes would have yours, the third eye would be placed on the bottom left eye. Vesper would have your hair style, pattern, and texture, but would have Grim's white fur color as it's hair color, and your hair color would only be on the roots.
Vesper would have the perfect blend of both of y'all's personality, they would be as loud, boastful, and confident as Grim is, but would be as friendly and kind as you. Think of pinkie pie in my little pony, yeah that's Vesper's personality but more confident.
I personally headcanon that if a gem fuses with someone in twisted wonderland, their unique magic would be fused with the gem's weapon— but since we don't know about Grim's UM yet, I think that his flames would be fused with your shield. Essentially forming a flaming shin-kal, it would be engulfed in Grim's blue flames but underneath the flames would have the shin-kal's structure colored in pink. The shin-kal would have blue flames in it's path whenever it's thrown, but it would also bloom flowers when it's thrown in the ground or any soil. A perfect blend in you and Grim's powers.
Vesper is the most stable fusion in the twisted wonderland cast, argue with the wall. Not only do you two understand eachother, you two depend on eachother and trust eachother to a familial level. So I think this fusion would be hard to break off unless one of you two wants too.
Grim would adjust easily after explaining to him what fusion is. However he would also be very confused so he would try to do everything in this new body, you try to coordinate his line of thoughts so that you two wouldn't crach and burn, but after the whole chaos of summoning as many shin-kals and throwing it, running around in four legs in circles, and jumping on walls— kudos to Grim's excitement. He would calm down and he would just admire Vesper quietly, he would touch the new features in awe and wriggle the fingers with childlike wonder. He doesn't understand how this works, but it feels like walking on a dream, so he doesn't bother thinking about it.
However this would get interrupted by Jamil's knocking, snapping both you and him into reality. In fact, it surprised you guys to the point that you two would un-fuse and roll on the floor. Jamil never found out about the whole fusion thing since the only thing he saw when opening the door was both of you on the ground groaning in pain. Whatever, it was time to walk in the sun now.
He would definitely show this off the ghosts in Ramshackle, he would boast about the fusion to the ghost while coaxing you to fuse with him. You oblige of course because fusion is fun! You two would fuse via a 'jumping into eachother's arms to hug' kind of pose.
Do you two fuse to deal with overblots now? Yes! Of course you two do. While working together is Grim's biggest dislike, he doesn't mind this because you two are in one body, therefore he doesn't need to protect you because you are in one being. Also the doubled power increase?? Grim uses this to his advantage and goes wild with it, you try to contain it of course and keep it controlled, but this has a fifty percent chance of winning, either you get him to cooperate and work with you via a plan you already planned, or he goes berserk and you would have to contain Vesper's power to not harm any unfortunate victims.
Grim values fusion because of how he feels love while being fused, it's intimate, comfortable and lovely, he loves it like how he loves food. So he would only fuse when necessary, he thinks that fusions are something that resembles relationships in a physical form, so he'd try to treat it with much love as he does with you.
Although you two would sometimes fuse accidentally when you two would get too sentimental with eachother.
⋮ ⌗ ┆𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀
𝙄n the beginning, he thought that you were too kind for your own good. You were too open, too friendly, too lovely to be around; he thought that you were the easiest person to tease and be mean with. However, he would notice how you'd never snap, even though he commented something mean to you, you still acted kind, even though he acted like an asshole, you still laughed at his horrible jokes. So after some time he'd understand that you can't be ragebaited by doing something mean, because you'll always spring back to life and laugh about it with a smile on your face and a comment about how he acts similar to someone back in homeworld.
In the beginning of Heartslabyul's arc, he uses your kindness to his advantage— in his defense he's a NRC student and you're too naive to think that he wouldn't use you to his advantage. However, like most rough and selfish boys, he warms up to you and gets a little guilty now whenever he uses your kindness to his advantage. Only a little though, but it's a start?
Now that he's closer to you, he's overprotective over you, if Grim is not there to pull you out of a student's crutches, Ace is there provoking them to get the hell out— although it ends up in you diffusing their fight because if not, Ace will definitely be in the clinic. If there's a student that tries to use you for their own benefit (like how he did in the beginning ahem) he calls out their bullshit and drags you out of their sight, if the student keeps persisting he'll use his magic to fight him— in the end you would be there shielding innocent passer by's and healing Ace after the fight. Was it worth it? He argues yes, because if anyone is gonna use your kindness and obliviousness to their advantage, it should only be him. Besides he doesn't get into too much trouble, he thinks.
We all know that Ace is touchy with Yuu, so get ready for it to be amplified with you because you have some chub in you. Since Steven universe is chubby, this would translate to you too being chubby. So whether you like it or not, his physical affection for you will double, like: whenever he greets you he slings his arm around your shoulders and pinches your cheeks, when he comes over to Ramshackle to get away from his dorm he cuddles with you in your bed, and when you hug him he wraps his arms around your waist and pinches your chub there. Yeah he pinches you a lot— he can't help it! He gets cuteness aggression whenever he's with you, it doesn't help that he spends time with Floyd in basketball practice all the time.
He doesn't discover your powers until Riddle's overblot, by extension, he doesn't know you're a half gem before the overblot too. He actually thought that you were a normal magic-less human until you summoned a pink shield to protect the students in Heartslabyul from Riddle. He thought it was really cool when you actually locked in and dropped your friendly act to protect people, but he would rather get collared by Riddle than ever admit that to you.
I think that he'd be very interested in what you can do, he'd try to push you to use it while he watches, whether you indulge or not is up to you. However if you ever indulge he'll definitely gawk, if you ever call him out on it he denies it with a scoff.
Your healing powers will get abused by him— I'm sorry I don't make the rules, if you have Grim and Ace as friends you're bound to use your healing powers daily. Just like Grim, he'd shove his palm to you if he gets a paper cut, he'd say "prefect heal me! You still have debt to pay! So pay up" while showing you a scraped knee, but if he ever gets any serious injuries he'll brush it off and force you to heal anyone else in harm, you'll have to physically fight him to actually heal him. He's difficult, but he's your best friend so you'll indulge.
Does he ever find out what fusions are? Yes. It happened when him and Deuce ran all the way to Scarabia to rescue you; Grim will brag about how you and him fused but you and Ace didn't so he'd ask you what that is. He'd be so jealous of Grim after you revealed to him what it is and would subtly try to ask to fuse with you.
You would agree because duh? He's been there since you were transported here? Even though he's rough around the edges he's one of your best friends so fusing with him is not an issue. How'd you fuse? You would lead him to a hug and he would spin you around just for funsies then boom! A bright light encapsulated you both and your fusion came to life!
Your fusion with Ace would be named Asterin. A chaotic and rulebreaking fusion that acts more like Ace than you, however, when you look hard enough you'll find bits of your personality sleeping through— when Asterin breaks another rule of Riddle they'll try to make it up to him, when Asterin pranks Deuce again they'll laugh at him first and then heal them after the chaos and say sorry with a smile, when Asterin teases someone with the same bark Ace has they'll giggle like you after with stars in their eyes. A duality of sunshine and chaos all wrangled up into one being will cause so much damage, but since you're fused with him, it's not gonna be all chaotic, hopefully. If you want to visualize what their personality would be, imagine Spinel in Steven universe, that's the best personality match.
However, Asterin looks more like you than Ace: they have the same complexion as you, they have your hair color, your built, your eye shape, and your smile. But, like their personality, there would also be bits and pieces of Ace that you can see in Asterin, like: Ace's eye color, his height, his hair style but longer, his mischievous smirk, and his signature heart makeup. Also, additional information, Asterin could be passed as a normal human being if not for the gem of its belly button.
His UM would be combined with yours, (SPOILER!!!) since his unique magic allows him to swap unique magic with his opponent, I would like to think that Asterin has a mirror as a weapon. Its size could be manipulated, and the weapon would blast a beam of light to its opponent. Additionally, attacks could be reflected back to the opponents when its size is increased.
After the bright light engulfed both of you, Asterin emerged and greeted everyone— since you guys didn't do it privately as Kalim, Jamil, Jade, Floyd, Azul, Grim and Deuce were there when you two fused. They greeted everyone with "hello friends!! It's me Asterin! I'm going to be with you guys for a moment, if you all don't mind" while everyone gawked with surprisee, shocked, and speechless looks.
Ace wasn't really surprised as Grim when you two fused because you already explained what it is, however that doesn't mean that he's confused. He's never felt like this, it felt like being in a foreign body and sharing it with someone, he felt whatever you felt, he could feel those icky feelings that he associated with love, and it felt like he was in a dream. At first when Asterin formed, they hugged themselves while giggling and when they stopped they fell on the floor, and he felt all of it, the feeling of excitement that exploded like fireworks throughout his(?) body, he felt the floor when they collapsed, and he felt their arms on their body, it all felt weird, but welcomed.
After they introduced themselves to everyone, they would not entertain questions and just go straight to bothering everyone.
Asterin would also be one of the top ten stable fusions in twisted wonderland. Although not as stable as Grim's fusion, it's stable enough to be held for a few weeks, I bet that the longest duration you two fused would be 10 weeks. But you two don't fuse as much so you two wouldn't know.
He thinks that fusions are weird, don't blame him, the feeling being in a fusion isn't normal in twisted wonderland. But, he kind of likes it? Even though it's kind of alien to him, he sometimes hopes to fuse again with you, and would sometimes hold your hand just to feel the warmness of being fused with you. Don't tell him I told you that.
⋮ ⌗ ┆𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐃𝐄
𝙃is first thought when he first met you was "I should be like them more" because you're what he aspires to be, kind, friendly, and hardworking. So he tries to be friends with you so he could learn a thing or two from you.
Another overprotective friend, however, he'll observe more than get into fights, at first he'll just observe and try to see if there're any hidden motives in their actions, and if there are? He'll confront them, and if they back down then he won't engage in fights, however if they try to gaslight him into thinking otherwise? Best believe it'll turn into a brawl if you don't intercept.
He's very curious about your origin, but he won't push as much as Ace and Grim, he'll ask questions, and he'll let you decide to answer them or not. Either way he doesn't care all that much since you two are best friends, it doesn't matter if you were an assassin or a war criminal back at your world, because to him you're you, his friend.
There will be times where he'll come to you for comfort, and since you're you, you'll offer some kind of advice or help, he greatly appreciates your gestures and will try to implement your advice and your help. Although he's a bit guilty in receiving help, thinking that he doesn't really deserve it, you'll have to reassure him so that he'll take your help. But don't worry, it's easy to convince him if you know him well enough.
Your powers intrigue him very much so. He'd try to be not nosey, but he'll slip and ask about your adventures back in homeworld when you mention about them in a normal conversation like: "oh! This reminds me of Pearl when me and her-" or "sometimes I wonder if Grim and Amethyst are related" he'd get curious and ask you all about it. Then he'll get really surprised when you reveal all the batshit crazy things you did— he'll also get confused because what??? You act nothing like that here??
He's one of the people who doesn't want to get healed purely because he thinks there are other people you need to tend to or there are more important things to do than fusing over him. Please remain stubborn and heal him, he'll thank you for it bashfully.
You two won't fuse until a few days later— yes he's jealous that Ace fused with you first before him, however he won't admit that and will just give Ace the stink eye and remain spiteful. Don't blame him though; fusions are something purely made out of love and the relationship you have with your friends, family, or partner, so of course he'd want to experience it, but he doesn't want to become selfish and demand you to fuse with him so he'll just shut his mouth and wait for the perfect moment.
Well, the perfect moment came. You were in the Ramshackle kitchen trying to find one of your snacks to share with them in the living room, when you saw that it's all the way up in a cabinet far from your reach due to your height, you decided 'go for it don't call for help cause that would disturb their movie marathon' and climbed up to reach it. Bad idea apparently because you lost your footing and almost fell, however you were saved! By who? Deuce! You were lucky he went to the kitchen to go get some water, because if that didn't happen, you two wouldn't have fused! Deuce owes his thirst for this one.
You closed your eyes, expecting to fall, except it never came, instead, you felt Deuce's arms around you. You opened your eyes and saw Deuce's face close to yours, his eyes your own as you stared at him with stars in your eyes. You smiled at him and thanked him. Then boom! A bright light wrapped around the two of you.
Meet Saphyren! A determined and hard working fusion with a heart of gold. They cannot be rage baited— sorry Ace but the prefect's patience and kindness are a key personality of Saphyren: they try to help everyone around them, they offer advice to anyone who wants to listen, and they do not snap as easily as Deuce since being with you and feeling the love of both of y'alls relationship extends his patience. I like to think that since Deuce looks up to you, your personality shines more than his, however, there would be signs, like: his determination, his stubbornness and his ability to fight. Kind of like Garnet, but if Garnet was more stubborn.
Unlike Ace's fusion though, his physical appearance is more apparent than his personality— if Ace's personality was shone more in his fusion, Deuce's appearance shone more in his fusion. Saphyren has Deuce's hair color, his hair type, his spade make up on the cheeks, his built, his eye color, and his determined expression. You'll have to look harder for yours though, but you'll see: your hair style but shorter, your eye shape, your smile, and those stars that appear on your eyes when you're excited. Saphyren will also have three eyes, except the third eye is on the top right eye, opposite of Grim's— additionally, the third eye will have his eye color and yours mixed in making a heterochromic eye combination.
Now you would be wondering what Saphyren's weapon would be, well it'd be as basic as boxer gloves, with a pink gem on each of the knuckles. The gloves would function like Deuce's UM (SPOILER!!!) it would store in force hit by the enemy and it would rebound back, however you need to take a few hits for it to work. But those pink gems would summon shields to protect you, or your friends, so it's not completely hopeless.
Saphyren would fall from the shock of fusing suddenly, which results in a few pieces of furniture knocking down, making a mess in the process. Which alarmed Grim and Ace. When they rushed into you guys they saw a distressed Saphyren touching their face with shock and also wriggling their fingers. They looked up and saw two surprised faces gawking— mainly Ace, but nonetheless they were shocked. But after Grim recovered he circled them while asking questions, then he would congratulate them and would high five them. Ace though would tease them, but he would quickly discover Saphyren's boundless patience.
Saphyren would also be one of the top ten stable fusions you've done. I would actually argue that it would go to the top five considering that Deuce is more willing to work with you than Ace, not only that, but because you two are an underrated duo, argue with the wall idc, Deuce would be a great friend for Steven universe! Yuu.
Since you two have a stable friendship, I think that you're prone to fusing in accident. Like: there was this one time that you climbed a tree and asked Deuce to catch you, you jumped and you fused with him, in broad daylight, with students watching.
He doesn't mean to guys; he loves fusions guys and likes to keep it sacred, but sometimes you two sync up in accident and fuse.
⋮ ⌗ ┆𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐋
𝘿on't blame him for this twin, but he thought you were weak and naive at first when he spoke to you. He might've insulted you, but it was really just a straightforward comment, don't take it to heart because he quickly learned that you were stronger than you looked.
Even though he's hard headed and acts like he's too independent to have friends, don't be fooled guys, he actually cares for you very much. If you ever ask for piggy back rides, he'll sigh then complain but he'll lower his back for you, if you ever complain about not reaching a certain item, he'll get it for you but will also sigh, and if you accidentally sleep on his shoulder, he'll stay so still that you'll mistake him for a statue. The point is he cares for you, but will not say it, and instead he'll show it to you.
Jack also gets protective over you, but unlike Deuce he tries to minimize physical fights by being intimidating, sixty percent of the time it works, forty percent of the time the students are too stubborn to not bother you and will later be threatened: if they're a Savanaclaw student? He'll threaten to call Leona on their asses (he has a soft spot on you guys but that's for the third years headcanon) but if they're not? Then he'll threaten to call Sebek or Deuce on them, as much as possible he doesn't want to start a fight. However, when he's pissed off, there's a thirty percent chance that he'll start a fight. If he does please patch him up, don't mind his attitude of brushing off his injuries and heal him please, he's stubborn but if you're stubborn enough, he'll relent and let you do your work.
Another individual who is curious about your abilities, however he won't ask and will just observe from afar to make his own conclusions. He'll also listen to you though if you ever explain your abilities, just to confirm his hypothesis.
I feel like he'd be interested in your phytoanimation— he finds about your ability to create sentient plant-life is completely by accident when you accidentally spat on some strawberries in the botanical garden. He suddenly found a bunch of mini strabbery! Yuu's following you while carrying your stuff, he raised his eyebrows and said "prefect, I know you have healing powers but did you really-" you cut him off with a smile "bring strabberies to life using my spit? Yes! I call them strawberry prefect's!" He sighs and continues with whatever he's doing. He wonder if you could do that to cacti— his question gets answered when you sneezed on one of his cactus and got some saliva on it, gross, but also he has a mini cactus! Yuu that follows him now! he also puts mini you on his shoulder when he goes on a jog.
He finds your healing powers useful and your ability to bring back people from the dead, useful in plants. He sometimes asks you to heal/bring plants back to life when he sees a dead plant on the road when you two jog together.
He hates how easy people can take advantage of your kindness and how selfless you are, so he'll try to encourage you to be more rough and vigilant with people, however if you don't take his advice, he'll become the wary person for you. He'll tell you to cut off some people because they're using you, he'll scare some bad people from glancing at your way. He'll become the cold in your warm heart just to ensure that you'll get to peacefully sleep at night.
But if you ever need someone to vent to or if you ever need to just drop your energetic and kind heart. He'll be there to lend a shoulder for you to rest on, he tries to remind you that you're not alone and he's there to be your stable light.
I feel like because of how dependable he is as a person, you'll slowly relax around him and start to open up to him. And one day, when you, Ace, Deuce, and Grim forced him to participate in a sleepover with you guys. Your fusion happened. You were so excited to see him that when Deuce opened the door to let him in, you pounced on him and hugged him with such force that he stumbled a little in his step, thankfully he recovered and hugged you too. And you know what happens next, a bright light surrounded you two and formed a fusion.
Howlith: an empathetic, kind fusion that doesn't stray from their moral code, they're very gentle with people and try to sway people from the right path with encouraging words, not only that, but they're very hospitable, they welcome people with open arms. But, don't be fooled though, even though they're nice and gentle, when you break one of their moral codes, they will threaten you and will scold you, so please, just be kind to them and to the people around them— if not, then you'll be punched, sure Jack wouldn't approve immediate fights, but you sure do. To better visualize their personality, think of Fluttershy from my little pony— even though Howlith leans more onto the extroverted side because of you.
Howlith also has Jack's ears and tail just like Grim, however there are more beastman qualities, like: Howlith having fangs, fur on their back and legs, and night vision. That's not the only Jack quality they inherited though: Howlith also has his build, his strength, and his irked expression when they get mad. However, like most of your fusions, there would also be key features of yours, like: your eyes except the eye color is mixed with his, your complexion, and your hair is fairly the same except for some white on the tips. I feel like Howlith would have three eyes, but the third eye would be on the forehead— that third eye is all entirely Jack, from the eye shape down to the eye color.
I feel like Howlith's weapon would be a platinum Gauntlet with pink accents littered across it. I think that because Jack's UM (SPOILER!!) allows him to transform into a wolf, I feel like the gauntlet would have claws that could retract like a wolf. But the gauntlet would also heal people via touching, just a small part of you being seeped in the fusion yk?— instead of a shield, Howlith would be more focused on your healing powers since that's how you and Jack bonded. Also additional bonus, Howlith can summon minions of themselves just like what you did with your strawberry prefect's.
After the bright light ended, Howlith would try to stand up but struggle because of the new feeling of it all, but they'd adapt quickly and greet everyone with a "hello! You guys must be our friends, nice to meet you" and try to be friends with everyone. However you two would later un-fuse because of a particularly scary movie and you got scared so bad that you two un-fused.
Howlith would also be a stable fusion, similar to Ace, this fusion is somewhere in the top ten considering how tight knit your bond is. However there are flaws, like: Jack being stubborn and not wanting to team up, and it causes you two to un-fuse sometimes, but after he gets used to it he'll warm up and open up to the idea of a fusion.
At first he wouldn't be open to fusion as much as your other friends; he first got guilty because he's basically using your abilities to his advantage, so he'll try to limit fusions as much as possible. However, after you keep exposing him to it, and explaining it like how Garnet would describe it to you, he would eventually be open to it again and would be less strict with you. Although it's quite a long journey considering how hard his moral compass is, you two will get there, and the fusion would be more stable than ever!
Just like Grim, he'll understand that fusions are basically just a physical manifestation of your two's relationship together, so he treats it very delicately, which would make your fusion last longer because of how much he treats it like an exclusive act. Basically he don't play about you and therefore about the fusion, people will get slimed if they make comments about it.
⋮ ⌗ ┆𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐋 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐑
𝘼nother person who underestimates you because of your personality. Because of how selfish and cut-throat NRC is, he would never expect someone like you to survive, he thinks that if someone ever offers kindness to people so freely, they're naive and too soft for this world, therefore he'll underestimate you greatly. Please prove him wrong, it will humble him, he needs to be humbled more or else.
Although in the long run where he'll start to get better with his... Questionable views, he'll start to look up at you like Deuce. Now that he understands that being softhearted despite facing the wrath of the NRC students is hella brave for a magic-less human, he starts to view you in a new light, a light that is eerily similar to a little brother looking up to his older sibling. Although he has a long way to go with his journey, he thinks that with you guiding him, he'll be okay.
As rough as he is, he has an obvious soft spot for you. He's usually selfish, harsh to people around him, and too loud sometimes, but with you, he starts to soften the edges just so you can adjust: he'll share his food despite fighting with Ace for it, he'll compliment you even though you just witnessed him cussing out someone just for breathing in his direction, and he'll lower his shouting when you flinch despite him fuming with anger. People point it out, and he never denies it, he'll say "duh you dimwit! Who else would I have a soft spot with if not them!" Because it's true, who wouldn't try to be gentle around you, when all you taught him was to be brave by being thoughtful, you taught him that being nice could be used as a weapon too. So in return, he'd show his tender side to you.
Will fight for your honor, he's a loyal friend through and through, so if he ever catches a rumor that someone has been harming you, he will slime them out in mere minutes after finding out. Do not underestimate how determined he can be to be spiteful, he's a country boy, he will get his fists dirty.
He thinks that there's underlying sadness in your origin as a half gem and half human; I'd imagine that he'll sympathize with you, he knows how hard it is to not fit in considering his relationship with his dorm. He won't ask you what you feel though, since you just divert the topic if you do, but when silence stretches between the two of you and you slip in a few comments about earth. He'll try to ask about your feelings, even though most of the time it won't work, over time, he'd see how you'd open up more now and will tell you that he'd be there if you need someone to listen to— even though what you're feeling might be distant to what he feels, he tries to just shut up and listen. Now you two can sit in silence comfortably, no one tries to bother you because of Epel.
Your powers fascinate him so much, specifically your ability to make bubble shields; it kind of reminds him of his (SPOILER!!) UM and he wonders if he can become as confident and as shameless as you. So he'll ask you to engage in mock battles sometimes just to prove and see how strong he's becoming.
Those mock battles end up in one of you getting scratched, nothing too alarming, just a little dirt on the clothes and scratches on the body. But for him? It's a cause for concern, his housewarden is Vil after all! Please heal him, although don't lick him or do something un-called for, he will scream at you— actually, be grateful that he even asked to be healed by you in the first place! Because of how prideful he is and how hard he tries to become independent to make himself feel strong, little requests like this show how much he trusts you. Although don't expect him to admit that, he will deny it and scoff at the idea.
I think that he'll also do the same to you and patch you up— because he gets into fights often, which results in Vil scolding him, he has experience in covering up wounds and how to make your skin look flawless despite the scratch hidden beneath.
He gets better in magic because of your mock battles together. Which surprises him because he has Vil and Rook as his tutors, but you end up taking the crown of improving his magic, congrats? Now you have him making schedules for your mock battles together, it usually happens on weekends and will typically last 3 hours, in normal circumstances though where it's not a weekend, it will just last for 1 hour because of your and his busy schedule, but he'll always find a way to clear his schedule just so he can do this with you.
I feel like your fusion happened while engaging in a rough mock battle with him. By rough I mean you got flung to a tree— thankfully, he saved you by using his UM on you just in time. He will be very worried about your well being and shoots two hundred questions per minute just to ensure you're okay, he doesn't care about his own injuries, he doesn't care if his knees get dirty from kneeling beside you for so long, he just needs to make sure you're okay. After he deactivates his unique magic, he'll patch you up as you wake up. You notice how frantic he was while putting ointment on your wounds when you woke up groggily from your slumber, how he keeps muttering about how "I shouldn't have casted a powerful spell" and "I'm so fuckin' stupid how can I be so reckless" and how his grip on you is too tight and too nervous. You cupped his face to stop him from descending into madness further, to distract him, and you smiled while brushing your fingers on his cheek. "I'm okay Epel, don't worry" and just like that, his eyes furrowed and his lips wobbled. "Yer' so stupid!" He pulled you into a hug and then boom! White light. Fusion.
That's how Elarune was fused. Elarune the strong willed, overly-worried and loud fusion that gets over protective over their friends, Elarune who doesn't second guess other people's safety and will always put their safety over themselves, Elarune who's too generous and empathetic for people. Although they are short-fused, loud, and clumsy, they mean well and have nothing but good intentions. Kind of like Poppy from trolls, but more loud.
Elarune would have an Arm guard on their arms, a pink Arm guard with a transparent accent littered on it. It can project a transparent shield to protect other people; the shield is proven to be very durable and can even be indestructible, it can withstand any magical or weapon attacks inflicted on it. This weapon is more considered as a defense weapon since you can't really inflict damage on the enemies, therefore Elarune will have to use their own fists and will power in battle— they specialize more on close range battles than long ranged ones, so even though they are very strong that can even rival Howlith's strength, they are practically useless in long-ranged attacks and will opt to defending themselves.
Even though I keep saying this— Elarune is the perfect blend of the two of you, I am actually not kidding: their hair color, face, build, and features are just a combination of you and Epel's attributes. Their hair color is a mix of you and Epel's, their eye color, their build, and— okay you get it, this fusion will probably get mistaken as you and his child if spotted in the wild, if not for the extra two arms they have.
Just like Deuce, I feel like this fusion is the top five most stable, okay sue me for thinking that you and Epel are one of the most underrated duo/fusion. There's just so much trust surrounding you two okay? The fact that Epel will not think twice to defend you, the fact that you always defend his back whenever he needs it, and the fact that both of you have shared silent secrets that the world doesn't know. All that would accumulate to a fusion that is secure and strong that even Epel would be jealous of.
However, because of how strong and secure Epel feels whenever he fuses with you, I think that in the early days of your fusion's he'll try to find an excuse to fuse with you. He just can't let go of the feeling of being strong for once in his life, to get to feel what it feels like to be called "impressive" and "tough" not the usual "cute" and "adorable" so he chases after that feeling. You'll find out soon considering that you've seen this play out before with Pearl and Garnet, so you'll set him aside to some serious talk. And after that, he'll slowly learn to be independent of that addicting feeling of chasing after validation. This will definitely be a big part of his character arc, trust.
But you two slip up sometimes and fuse together accidentally. It happens while sparing 90% of the time, you two try to stop syncing up so frequently, but it's futile. So if it ever happens, Elarune calls Sebek to spar with them, better embrace the moment than turn it away right?
⋮ ⌗ ┆𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃
𝙃e is one of the few people who actually has a good impression on you when you two first met eachother. He admits it to your face too: your ability to handle the shenanigans that the students force on you, your ability to face danger head on even though your friends are trying to stop you, and also your selflessness. You deserve a clap for that. So don't be surprised if he hangs around you often just to admire your golden heart. He admired you so much that he told his older brother about you! He just wishes that you two can become friends.
Well... Now that you two are friends his adoration for you just doubled! He has a hunch for most of your powers like: your not normal strength, your healing powers, and your resurrection powers. He just assumed after observing your interactions with your friends/everyone, some were just a hypothesis after seeing you fight the overblots. When he and Idia were talking about the overblot boys their roles in battle, he mentioned how you were more suited as a support, and Idia couldn't help but agree, since both of them have seen you in action. However he also thinks that you could also be a defense type of person in battle, because of your selflessness.
He notices pretty quickly that you don't treat him any more differently than the people around you— as a sentient robot, he first thought it was peculiar given that he's just a bunch of screws and bolts, but he appreciates it nonetheless. He'll start to see you as a friend the more you include him in "human activities" instead of excluding him, he'll start to gravitate to you after spending more time with you. If he needs someone to play with his console with him? He'll call you and ask you to join him, if he needs help writing a script in his club? He'll ask you for inspirations, if he just needs some company? He'll spend time with you. Point is, your friendliness will infect him and he'll notice how his mood lifts up 73% when he's near you or spending time with you. It gets to a point where he will accidentally call you "big sib" instead of your nickname or your name— yes, he made a nickname for you, it's mandatory for best friends.
Not gonna lie but there's a small itty bitty part of him that's scared of you. You who wouldn't even hurt a fly even if you try— even though he thinks it's a little irrational to have a part of him fear you, you can literally control electricity and shut down any electric invention if provoked, there's literally a chance that you might shut him down, albeit it's a small rare chance, but its not impossible. He found out about your power when you rescued your friends from STYX and you were so overwhelmed that you shut down any equipment that uses electricity near you, thankfully he wasn't near you when that happened. So yeah, that's where his fear of you started.
You two get along allot, because of how out-going you are and how extroverted he tended to be, you two literally reek of friendship that Idia is scared of. Also, you two would work together to encourage Idia out of his shell, he thanks you for that and will bring you some games as thanks.
Your anatomy and how you work kind of confuses him— because of how complex and out of this world your anatomy is, he's confused on how he can do a well fair check on you. You have to explain your origins to him so that he won't panic, when you do, he'll be more confused and it won't help at all. What do you mean half of you is made of light?? What do you mean you can shapeshift a part of your body?? It doesn't make sense at all! Maybe you have some kind of magic to make this work??— your anatomy still makes his computer brain go hay-wire, and he will not rest until he has answers. So you know what he did? He asked his brother for help of course! Both of them called the one of the STYX doctors and literally had you do a full body scan from the inside out, then they took that scan and coded a special well-fair check seperate from the usual human anatomy and put it inside Ortho's code. Now he can ensure your safety without worrying about the data being incorrect! Yay!— don't worry about how much sleepless nights they had while doing this little project, it's nothing to be concerned of.
Your shapeshifting powers concern but also intrigues him, since he knows how utterly complicated your anatomy is, he knows how you do your shapeshifting and the limits of it, but he still can't help but admire it everytime you do it. When he first found out, it was when he kept gushing about how cool a particular character in anime was for having a blast canon as an arm, because of how frequently he gushed about it, you just decided to shapeshift your right arm into a blast canon and showed it to him, never has he been as excited and amazed as he was when you showed your ability to him— to the point that he forgot about his whole rant and just gushed about how cool your shapeshifting is instead.
This little man definitely see's you as a secondary sibling to him, he can't help it! You're just so dependable and reliable that he can't help but slip up and call you big sib sometimes. Yes he did call you big sib infront of his own brother, don't worry he took care of it so there's no furious Idia tailing you. That being said, I think this will definitely contribute to a stable fusion.
Speaking of... You two fused! I know that a robot and a gem fusing is un-heard of, but because your bond together is such a strong force that you brought the impossible to possible. Even he knows that this is impossible— yes he's seen you fuse with someone before, you've explained it to him, and even though he could only watch back then and hope that he could someday do that with you, he covered it up with his usual happy go lucky self and just watched in jealousy. However as you two were hanging out in his room watching his favorite childhood show— you two were fangirling about it while giggling and joking, and as you two were showcasing your admiration for the show, you two held hands while bouncing up and down, and as the conversation flowed with energy. Both of you were so engrossed in your own little world that a bright light formed and boom! Fusion.
The fusion in question is named Orion. A half robot and half human (?) fusion that amplifies Ortho's mischievousness and your extrovertednsss to a hundred; they are cheerful, they get excited in the smallest things, and they are easily one of the most emotionally perceptive fusions— kind of like Izuku midorya: kindhearted, emotional, eager to help everyone, and deeply self-sacrificing. The difference is that Orion is more playful and emotionally perceptive.
Orion would be the more peculiar looking fusion in the cast— given that he is a half robot fusion, this factor will be more apparent when you look closely in their body. They have four arms, the other two arms are more robot-like and the other two are more human-like, and their legs would also be half-human on the torso to the thighs, but past that they will take on Ortho's robotic features. And they will most likely have Ortho's fiery hair but with your hairstyle and hair color, and they will have heterochromic eyes with the right eye having Ortho's eye color and shape, and on the left will have your eye color and shape, not only that but I feel like they'd also have that sharp smile that the shroud's are known for. Bonus: they also have Ortho's fiery heart on their chest but colored slightly purplish because of your pink getting mixed up with Ortho's blue.
They don't necessarily have a weapon, instead, their weapon is their ability to manipulate light to form any physical form, like: a sword, an axe, or even an arm blast, there's really no limit to this. However Orion will lean more on a holographic shield than a weapon, although they can do it, they choose not to.
Ortho will most likely panic so much that you two will un-fuse after being hit by the reality that you two did fuse— fusing with you was basically impossible statistically! So why did you two fuse? He didn't understand why you two fused despite it being impossible, but you two did. And now he finally experienced what it feels like to fuse with the person that he practically considers as a sibling, and now he finally experienced what it felt like to be appreciated, to be loved and... He wants to do it again— despite un-fusing with you.
Just like the others, he deems fusions as too otherworldly to be used selfishly. So fusing with him is rare, that first instance of you two fusing will most likely be the first and the last— don't get him wrong he loves being fused with you, he loves the feeling of being human again, he loves the feeling of getting to know you in such an intimate level, but he doesn't want to become selfish and want more, so he'll ensure that if you two ever fuse again, it will be something to be looked back with a smile. Basically, after fusing with him, he'll see you more in a familial light, you two will become closer than ever, and Ortho becomes more protective of you. Fusion with him is still rare though, he'll only fuse with you if needed, or if one of you needs reassurance and a bit of loving.
Yes Orion is one of the top three stable fusions— I mean c'mon, fusing with a robot is literally impossible, but because of the sheer platonic love you two have for eachother, the impossible was made possible, I'll even argue that this fusion can tie with Vesper's stability,
He'll keep the fusion a secret though, he'll even ask you to keep it a secret. I feel like this stems with the fact that he deems fusions as too sacred to be shared freely, so he'll hide it, even withholding it from his brother. So Orion is the most secretive fusion ever that only you two know about.
⋮ ⌗ ┆𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐊 𝐙𝐈𝐆𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐓
Like the majority of the people in this headcanon list, his first thought when he met you was "HOW NAIVE, THEY WOULDN'T LAST A DAY IN DIASOMNIA." and that wouldn't really change until you prove him wrong, or if you get closer to him. Because he was raised to think that you need to be strong and hard headed to survive in such a difficult environment, I think that your friendliness would set him off since you're so... Open, if it weren't for your friends you would've been eaten alive in this school, he thinks. Yet he couldn't deny that you're quite stubborn to live in this foreign world, he'll be confused on how you've managed to survive for this long, but he guesses that he might as well just observe you to find out.
If you ever prove to him that you are not just some friendly optimistic otherworldly being, then his first impression of you will flip like a switch. He'll give more off handed compliments, he'll start to expect strength from you instead of weakness, and he'll actually start to respect your ability to be more than you seem.
When he finds out more about your background, his respect for you will explode ten fold— I mean, yeah, he did expect some of it based on how well you fight, but after giving confirmation that yes, a thousand year old inter-dimensional being does train you to protect yourself, yes you have experience in fighting, and yes you almost risked your life in every mission with the crystal gems. Then he'll start to slowly openly compliment you, he even thinks that you could be a great knight if you were to give it a try.
Even though you are magic-less and weaker than Malleus, sometimes he gets scared of you after you reveal your pink state to everyone by accident. He starts to grasp the fact that you can overpower everyone despite not having any magic prowess, he starts to grasp that, if you had a different personality, if you were just as negative as a typical NRC student, then they would've been cooked, fried, and baked if not for Malleus's powers.
There's an underlying respect that settles in him after he starts to realize that. Although this type of respect is different from the type of respect he has for Malleus or Lilia, this respect stems from the fact that he admires your kindness despite being trampled over so many times, from the fact that you don't let those insensitive comments get to you and still give people the compassion that you show to your friends; it's admirable really, so he tries to be a bit more kind to you after realizing that he's kind of an asshole to you.
He starts to get more soft on you. Not in a way that diminishes your strength and baby you. No. Never. But it's in a way that shows he cares, despite being so rough around the edges, like: when you two spar he gives you some tips to help you bloom better in battles, when you patch him up, he doesn't give you any hard time and just relishes in the silence while you work on the bandages, and when you need a study buddy, he's there teaching you about potionology while giving you tips he's learned from Lilia, and sometimes, when you're too tired to cook, he's there pushing a bento box to you with a grumble about how things you've gotten. He cares deeply about you. Why? Because you never push him to change himself when he's with you— he knows he can be loud, bash and unruly to some people cause of the off handed comments. But you never address it, you never make him feel bad if he shouts, you never make him feel bad when he's rambling about his knightly duties, and you never make him feel like he's too much, he'll even argue that you make him feel like he's just right. So in turn, he'll try to be more kind to you.
Sebek knows what it feels like to hate part of yourself that you could never change. So I feel like— if you ever reveal to him about your half diamond identity and how you feel like you're too human for gems and too gem for humans, he'll understand you— since he's a half human fae, he feels like this too. So when either of you feels too out of place with your peers, you sit in silence together and just exchange a few knowing glances. For the first time. He feels understood. So he'll relish in this and just takes in the moment instead of shouting.
I feel like you two would spar just for funsies— since you used to spar with Pearl back at home, you'll start to miss that feeling. So you would go to Sebek just to have friendly mock battles, more often than not you guys will have a spectator, but you two will be too engrossed in your own little world that you two would just tune them out.
Your non human strength sometimes puts him off most of the time. He wouldn't really expect that kind of strength from you because of how you look, you look too soft to have muscles, and you also look too gentle to be able to lift him off from the ground in one fell swoop like it was nothing. But knowing your anatomy? He's not exactly surprised and will actually experiment with it: he'll be more rough in sparing just to test your strength, he'll engage in a friendly arm wrestling battle just to test your prowess, and he'll help you train with swords just to watch how you handle that level of strength.
Since he joined your little group a bit too late. Your fusion will be a little late also and he's stuck in a loop of seeing your other friends fusing with you and feeling jealous that he can't do that as well, and wondering what it would feel like to feel loved— or whatever the boys describe when they are fused. He'll wonder until... The fated fusion happens on a mundane Saturday.
You two haven't seen eachother for well over a week because of how busy things have gotten, and even though he won't admit it, he misses you and you miss him. So when you finally had the time, you ran over to the equestrian club and greeted him after he practiced. He opened the gate with an irritated expression as the familiar feeling of missing you started to wash over him: he missed your little bursts of excitement when you saw something that interested you, he missed your hugs, and he missed your rants about class. When he finally looked in your direction, you were already running at him at full speed with a stance that screamed "I WILL HUG YOU." and he did what all your friends did in this situation. He stayed still with an irritated sigh that covered up his feelings. You crashed into him, and he opened his arms to you and embraced you that subconsciously said to you "I miss you" while you giggled; he stumbled a little but spun a little to balance both of you from the impact. A comfortable silence settled on the two of you when... Boom! Fusion!
Surprise! Meet Surbrec. A very loud, loyal, honest, and emotionally sincere fusion. They are loud about their admiration to their friends, they are fiercely loyal that dogs might have a competition here, they are not ashamed of blurring out their opinion about something, and they are honest about their feelings. All the while they show their empathy to others and always put others first than themselves, they are proud and unruly like Sebek, but if mixed in with your empathetic and emotionally intelligence, then it won't be so bad than what people might think.
Surbrec combines a lot of both your features and Sebek's features, like: their hair color being minty green on the tips while maintaining your hair color on the roots, their eyes harbouring three eyes— with the third eye on the forehead and all of them having a perfect blend of his eye color and yours, their build combines both of y'alls build, and their hairstyle strangely combines his and yours. They look humanoid if not for the fact that there's a pink gem on their belly button.
Their weapon is a jagged whip that vaguely resembles a lightning bolt— since his UM (SPOILERRR!!!) is just him transforming into a lightning bolt, this will influence their weapon of choice; although your shield is still present, you just have to combine his weapon with yours to get a... Morning star! A spikey ball with a chain as it's body— it's green with a pink chain and spikes, it doesn't have any of your powers on it and instead takes on Sebek's powers as it can conduct electricity and zap opponents, the level of electricity depends on Surbrec's emotions, the more their emotions are intense, the more powerful it can be.
This fusion is just the right level of stability, it's not as stable as the other fusions here, but it is above average and can hold on its own.
Sebek can finally rest what it feels like to be fused, and he feels oddly comfortable— it doesn't feel prodding, it doesn't feel impersonal and it doesn't feel overwhelming, it just is. He feels complete and not insecure, he feels whole and accepted. And even though he wants to chase this feeling, even though he wants this feeling forever. He has self control and will not force the universe or you to fuse with him. Instead, he waits for the right time. At first when you two fused, he distanced himself from you to control his inner turmoil of wanting more of that accepting feeling, however unlike Epel, he won't chase it and just contains himself. He values too much to take fusion— a very intimate thing, for granted.
With all his flaws, and imperfections, I feel like Surbrec is a perfect combination of both of y'alls feelings of not belonging in a group— with Sebek feeling out of place with humans and faes, with you feeling out of place with humans and gems. This fusion combines this feeling of unacceptance and combines you two together to make it feel comfortable, to make this feeling of exclusion evaporate to make way of a new found confidence.
A new character arc route available?
𝗔/𝗻: IM DONE IM DONEEEEEEEEE— I still have to do the 2nd years and 3rd years BUT WHATEVER IM DONE WITH THIS LONG ASS HEADCANON BECAUSE I LIKE TO TORTURE MYSELF WITH WRITING LONG FICS IMMMMM DONEEEEEEEEEE
Lately you have been thinking a lot, it has become pretty common to be dragged out of your thoughts when you friends call out for you, sometimes they just let you be when you are zoning out, letting you be in your little burble at least for a little longer, after all you seem to be worried about something you aren't ready to say and they want to respect it
But today, as Grim called you out when you were zoning out while getting ready for bed and you looked at him something changed, maybe it was too much to hold it on your own or seeing him worried was the push you needed to voice off your worries, whatever it was you decided to pour out your feelings
But you still didn't wanted to bother anyone so, instead, you just hold Grim close to you, smiling widely, even laughing as he squirmed and demanded an explanation even when he didn't minded enough to actually try to get out of your hold, he let you hold him as tight as you wanted while getting in bed, he let you just cuddle him as you tried to fall sleep because it was probably just as comforting for you as it is for him
Soon you broke the silence by asking if he was awake, silly question but still he answered yes, and you took the oportunity and started talking about how much fun you been having ever since you came to Twisted Wonderland, how even if there has been a lot of problems there has been a lot of good things too, how you are so greatful that you got to met such amazing people, including him to
But then, you hug him tighter, your voice lowered as you took a shaky breath, the tears that didn't found a reason to fall until now were finally forming in your eyes and you finally allowed yourself to talk about what has been bothering your heart, the sorrow that has kept you absent for so long, the fact that you two are just strangers of this world, that he has no were to be out of NCR and that you come from another world, there is people awaiting for you in your world but reaching out for them would mean leave everyone in Twisted Wonderland behind, to leave him alone
There is also the chance that you never get to go back to your world but that is just as terrifing as going back, you don't exist in this world, there is not even a birth certificate with your name in this world, there is not a home or family, even your friends are slowly growing and will eventually continue with their lifes, they will leave NCR one day and you two will left behind
You are terrified, you don't know what to think or even what to hope for anymore, you don't know if it would be best for you to go back to your world or not anymore and that is killing you from the inside, you are too scared but you don't want to bother anyone, you just can't. But Grim doesn't knows what to do neither, so he stares at you hoplessly as the tears fall from your eyes, wetting your cheeks and the pillow under you, and after a moment of hoplessness he simply snuggle closer, staying as close as he could to you, trying so hard to be able to bring even the smallest bit of comfort while telling you that it is too late for been thinking about those things, that you two should get some rest and tomorrow you two will think more clearly, but, above all that, you are his henchman! His family! No matter what happens you two will go throught it together
And the next day you felt a bit more lighter, your heart didn't hurt as much as before, being able to take all of that out of your chest helped, still you tried to apologize to Grim for making him deal with you last night but he quickly declined your apology, assuring you that you two are a team, that you two will be stuck together and will find a solution together!
But at the end, it was harder for Grim to keep his feelings to himself, specially when he was now so worried about you. He didn't mean to tell what you told him to the rest of your friends, he really didn't meant it! But he was more obvious with how distracted and sorrowful he was, he wasn't able to hold himself back when the rest asked him what was going on
And even if they wanted to do everything they could to help they had to wait and go in a slower pace, after all you didn't wanted anyone to know about this yet
Since Ace and Deuce where the ones passing more time with you during classes they were the more obvious in their change, even if they didn't wanted the way Deuce was trying to help you with everything, from carrying your bag to remind you that all of your friends are here for you if you need it, and, in the other side, Ace acted somewhat clingier and affectionate, making more and more jokes about how much you help and what they would do without you, jokes that at some point started to sound less like jokes
The rest of the group where spending even more time with you too, almost as if they were afraid of leaving you alone, you were invited more often to their club activities or just to "help them out" during their practices, whenever there was anything happening in their dorm, any special activity you were invited over. It wouldn't be strange if it wasn't because of their eagerness they had when inviting you, it sounded almost as if you needed to go
But it wasn't like you could blame them, for each one of them you were family, you have done so much for everyone, you have been there when they had troubles and sometimes where even part of the troubles, you have shared laughs and sadness, you have shared their anxiety and have helped out of it! And they wanted, no, needed to help you with this, even if they can't actually do something like giving you a legal identity or even asure your future in Twisted Wonderland (something they have actually being trying to achive, perhaps asking help with Ortho's family or even Malleus and Lilia)
But it was one day when they started talking about their home what finally gave them away, all of them tried to brush it off with how they have already talk to their families about all the friends they made and all, and since you have become a really special friend for each one of them, you are more than welcome to stick around during the break and go with them to their hometown, Deuce's mother wouldn't mind having you around, Ace's brother can be a bit of a hastle but having you around would make it more fair for him, Jack's siblings are already excited to meet you, Epel's family have insisted that you must need to go after how much he talks about you it feels like you are already part of the family, you have already meet Sebek's loved ones, and since Lord Malleus seems to "don't be bothered by your presence" then he could arranged things for you to come and visit Briar Valley and Ortho's parents (and probably Idia too) would be delighted to have you around, after all you are such a great friend of him and his brother!
It was endearing, comforting, overwhelmingly welcoming and after spending so much time feeling lost and all alone, feeling like you were nothing but a stranger walking on a tightrope it was too much all of the sudden, you couldn't stop the tears from falling for your eyes nor stop then from panicing and imediatly trying to reasure you (althoght, they didn't exactly knew what to do). At the end they admited that Grim have told them about your chat and they wanted to help, you need to know that you are not only their friend but also the family, no matter what happen, no matter what you choose or even if you run out of options they will be there for you, you may not have been born in this world but, for them, you belong to this world and if at the end you decide to stay then every single one of them will do everything in their power to help you feel at home, to make this world your home
Even if you feel alone, you are not alone anymore and no matter what happen at the end you will have their complete support, and after all of them surrounded you and hold you in a group hug, letting all those tears and fears you are been trying so hard for so long, for the first time since you came to Twisted Wonderland come out you felt like you were at home, were you belong
helloo!! I just finished reading your toxic beauty fic and omgg I LOVEEE YOUR WRITING!! can i please request that with the first years?😓🙏🙏
take your time tho!!🩷🩷
Toxic beauty pt2
✦part1
✦gn!reader
✦characters: first years (platonic Ortho)
✦Read found a toxic beauty magazine and start to follow a unhealthy diet
Ace Trappola
At first, Ace didn’t notice it. You’d always had little quirks with food. But then your lunch started looking more like air than actual nutrition. You stopped accepting snacks from him…you, the one who used to steal bites from his plate.
The final straw came when he found you in the mirror, turning sideways and frowning.
“What are you doing?”
You jumped, awkwardly hiding the magazine on your desk. “Nothing. Just… trying to look better.”
He snatched the magazine faster than you could blink. “The hell is this?”
There were headlines like “Drop 15 Pounds in a Week” and “Real Beauty is Discipline.”
Ace’s jaw clenched. “You’re seriously listening to this crap?”
You tried to brush it off, but he wasn’t having it.
“Hey. I’m not joking. You don’t need to change a damn thing to look good. You’re already hot, okay?”
You blinked.
“I mean… it’s you. You are already perfect! Why would you try to change something that already more than good enough?”
You teared up. Ace went red immediately but pulled you into a hug.
“Don’t ever let a magazine make you forget how awesome you are. Got it? You’re you. That’s the whole reason I fell for you.”
Deuce Spade
Deuce started noticing when you kept declining meals, saying you “already ate” or “weren’t hungry.”
He thought maybe it was just stress until he walked into your room and saw a magazine spread pinned to the wall, circles drawn around the models’ figures, calorie charts on your desk.
“What is this...?”
He flipped through it in growing horror, and when you walked in and froze, he looked at you with wide, hurt eyes.
“Are you doing this to yourself because of... this magazine?”
You tried to laugh it off, say it was just inspiration, but Deuce stepped forward, gripping your hands.
“No. This isn’t okay. You’re hurting yourself and I…I love you. Too much to let you starve yourself chasing an unhealthy and unrealistic thing.”
His voice cracked, eyes misty.
“You’ve always been perfect to me. Not just your body, but you. Your laugh. The way you care about people. The way you look at me like I matter.”
He pulled you into a hug like he thought you might slip through his fingers.
“Please don’t let something like that change the way you see yourself. You’re beautiful. You’re enough.”
Jack Howl
Jack noticed immediately.
You started skipping meals. Pushing food around on your plate. Training excessively, even when you were clearly tired. He confronted you when he saw you pouring out a smoothie that was clearly just water and lemon juice.
“That’s not food. That’s punishment.”
You tried to change the subject. He didn’t let you.
“Is this about that magazine you were reading last week?”
You hesitated.
“I saw it. I saw what it said. About how you have to be unhealthy thin to be beautiful and attractive. That’s garbage.”
He stepped in front of you, gaze serious and voice low. “What you’re doing to yourself… it’s not healthy. And it’s not fair. Not to your body. Not to you.”
Jack gently took your hands. “You don’t need to shrink to be worthy. You already are. I care about you… not whatever a toxic magazine says.”
“I’ll help you eat better. But that means eating enough. And also I can make you a workout schedule if you want to. But only if you want to do it, not because a stupid magazine says you should.”
Epel Felmier
You and Epel had bonded over looks before. The pressure. The image. The constant expectation to be “a certain type.”
So when he caught you measuring your waist and mumbling about a model’s proportions, something inside him snapped.
“Don’t.”
You looked up, startled.
He snatched the magazine from your hands and crumpled it.
“Don’t let them tell you what pretty is. Those jerks don’t know anything. They want everyone to look the same.”
You were quiet, and that scared him more.
He stepped close, blue eyes fiery.
“You’re beautiful the way you are. I don’t care if the whole world thinks otherwise… I do. I see you.”
You teared up, and Epel softened.
“I know what it feels like... to want to change for other people. But you don’t have to, not for me, not for anyone!”
He took your face in his hands. “Let’s fight this crap together, alright?”
Sebek Zigvolt
Sebek was furious.
Not at you, never at you. But when he found that trashy magazine in your bag and realized what it was telling you to do… he saw red.
“How dare they plant such poisonous ideas in your head!”
You flinched. He immediately softened, voice trembling.
“You are strong. Kind. Stunning. Why would you damage yourself for a standard they made up?”
You tried to explain… you just wanted to feel more… desirable.
“Desirable? You already are! I would guard you with my life! If you wanted change, I would walk beside you. But not like this. Not by starving your brilliance away!”
He grabbed the magazine and tore it in half. Then he reached for you, cupping your cheeks gently. “You are perfect as you are. You’re already… more than enough for me.”
Ortho Shroud
You thought you could hide it from him.
After all, Ortho didn’t eat. He didn’t worry about body image, beauty standards, or calories. What would he know?
But… Ortho notices everything.
It started with the way you stopped asking for snacks during study sessions. The subtle drop in your energy levels. The fake smile when your stomach growled. Then he found the fashion magazine tucked under your bed, filled with markings and “goal” body images, calorie logs scribbled in the margins.
“...What is this?” His voice wasn’t cold. It was quiet.
You turned to see him standing in your doorway, magazine in his hands. His glowing eyes flicked up to yours, concerned, confused, and something that looked like… sadness.
“I ran a health analysis on you last week. Your patterns have changed. Sleep, nutrition, hydration… I thought maybe it was stress.”
You tried to look away. You didn’t want him to see the tears threatening to surface. “I… I just wanted to be good enough.”
There was a small pause.
Then he walked over to you, taking your hand in both of his, gentle but firm. “You are good enough. More than good enough! You’re amazing, Y/N!”
His voice glitched with emotion. “You’re my best friend. The person who taught me how to joke and cry! You’re not a number on a scale or a size in a magazine. You’re you.”
Your tears spilled then and Ortho caught them carefully with a tissue he’d prepared in advance. (He always kept one on hand.) “Please don’t hurt yourself trying to become someone else’s version of perfect.”
You smiled through your tears and hugged him tightly.
He lit up in soft blue and gold light, holding you close with a quiet hum.
“If you ever want to talk about it, I’ll listen. If you want help with healthier goals, I’ll build the tracker myself. But only if it makes you happy, not because someone said you’re not enough. Because to me? You’ve always been the best version of you.”
Mental Health Days With: ( Some Of ) My Favs | Twisted Wonderland
Featuring: Riddle Rosehearts, Ortho Shroud, and Lilia Vanrouge
Summary: For the days that you just...aren't okay.
Warnings: Author is in the middle of Book 6 so character personalities may not be the most accurate! This post goes through different experiences of mental health issues such as anxiety, suicidal ideation, mood swings, and dissociation. Moreover, reader and the experiences they go through that trigger these things are all based off of personal experiences I have personally went through and how I felt during them so this may not fit with others' experiences or be the most accurate to how they felt during them. This post is in no way romanticizing mental health issues and simply written with the intent of self-comfort. Lilia and Riddle's respective parts were written with romantic intent ( you and them are in an established relationship ), but Ortho was written strictly with platonic intent as I personally see him as a little brother! Reader's gender isn't stated nor are pronouns referenced so you may can see them as female, male, or gender-neutral reader ( however you want to perceive them really ). This post may be uncomfortable to some so with that said, please read at your own risk!
A/N: I had a bad depressive episode recently that resulted in this and two other drafts being made. Writing this made me feel a bit better so I'm deciding to post this in hopes it may reach and console the hearts of those who may need it! :D
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Riddle Rosehearts: Anxiety
It had been a stressful time for you. Exams were around the corner and as a student of Heartslabyul and partner of the academic weapon, Riddle Rosehearts, failure was not an option for you ( 'lest you wanted your head to roll ).
You sat at your desk — your boyfriend at your side explaining the application process of a magic spell you couldn't wrap your head around — as you hastily scribbled letters beside a diagram he drew up for you.
Frustration had quickly overtook you after the second ( or was it the third? ) erase of a wrong answer and you gnawed at your bottom lip so incessantly that you're surprised you haven't chew the piece of flesh off entirely.
Then, a thought popped in your mind — spoken to you in your own voice, "I'm so gonna bomb this one."
The tone of voice your mental self took on made it seem like some tasteless joke you could brush off. You tried, but when you did another thought surfaced to replace it, still your own voice yet more solemn in tone.
"Riddle will be furious. I can't fail this. No matter what."
You tightened your grip on your pencil, your pace beginning to slow as you once again tossed the thought out of your head, this time attempting to replace it with a more positive one.
"I'm not completely lost on the material," You told yourself, "It won't be like my usual scores, but it should still end up a passing grade."
But then, as if powered by vengeance, three more thoughts popped into your head, spoken with sneering assurance.
"A 'passing' grade is basically failing — it's especially pathetic for a member of Heartslabyul."
"This material is child's play. Even Ace and Deuce understand it. Maybe I'm dumber than I thought."
"At this rate, I'll end up such a disappointment."
With those thoughts flooding in, more came to drown you and, before long, you had went under.
Your ears began to clog with your own voice, your surroundings began to blur, and after a while, the air in your chest ran empty. Your breathing ran shallow and the breaths you inhaled evaporated before any of it could reach your lungs.
The deeper you sank, the more your thoughts descended in a spiral that was built upon somber and depressing stoney steps and a winding, aggressive, angry pointed railing.
"If I fail this, I probably won't be smart enough to pass the next one."
"Will I be collared for this?"
"Why is this so hard to understand?! I've heard the explanation a million times already, why isn't it clicking?!"
"Have I always been this fucking stupid?!"
"I should just give up while I'm behind and spare myself the embarrassment."
"I'm so pathetic. I don't deserve to even be enrolled here. I won't amount to anything great anyways."
"What if I don't make it here? What will I do next?"
"Y/n!" You jump. Suddenly, you were back in your dorm at your desk that was cluttered in books splayed diagonally and little sticky notes signed in your handwriting.
Your eyes dart over to the left of you. Riddle still sits there, but he's now staring at you with furrowed brows.
He had caught you spacing out and now he's furious with you — the thought quickly spread like wildfire and, as if that simple call of your name had burned all of your nervous system to the ground, your silent descent into madness grew louder and your mouth parted as you began to pant.
Riddle, noticing, asks, "What's wrong? You suddenly seem...frazzled."
And oh, frazzled couldn't begin to explain the panic settling deep into your core. Your lungs felt half-empty and, no matter how much air you sucked in, it remained that way to the point your chest began to tingle and your body began to shake. Starting with your leg — which began to bounce to a silent, fast rhythm — and ending with your fingertips — which trembled like a leaf in harsh winds.
"I..." I'm fine. That's what you meant to say, but your words failed without you realizing it, making your next jumble of words stand out all the more, "S- Sorry, uh...what were we.... what...were..." You look off at one of the untidy corners that made up your room to escape his gaze.
You gulp — and you would think you swallowed your own heart by how slow and heavy it went down and the way it seemed to get stuck in the middle of your esophagus. It's suffocating and takes another gulp to force the last one down.
It's at that point — knee-deep into the bottomless sea of self-doubt and resentment — that you finally realize that you're in the midst of a bad anxiety attack. You wish you hadn't. Doing so only pulled you down quicker and made your state of panic worsen by a thousand.
That's when a gloved hand touches your shoulder. It's Riddle's, but with your skin having numbed over, you hadn't realized that and flinched away.
"Y/n, hey," He called out, but his voice fell upon deaf ears. You were completely immersed in your own world ( that was actively smothering you at the moment ).
"Y/n, talk to me. What's gotten into you all of sudden?!" Riddle tried again, but when you still didn't respond to him, he goes to grab both of your hands.
Your first instinct is to snatch them away, but he tightens his grip before you can. Your heart skips a beat, your head spins around, and your eyes lock a second time..
..and when Riddle takes in the sight of your pupils shrunken and your face consumed with terror ( that he's certainly worn once or thrice in his childhood ), it's finally made clear to him what was happening.
In an upbringing built on high expectations, anxiety and its occasional attacks were inevitable. His mother was never the best with dealing with them whenever they happened to him — in fact, she never really tried to deal with them, leaving him to find ways to bring himself down on his own.
It was scary. It was painful. It was lonely. There was once a time he even fell unconscious under the stress of his own panic — something you seemed very close to doing.
So, he let you go for a moment to slip off his gloves.
"If you can hear me, I want you to snap your fingers three times." You don't, so Riddle grabs one of your hands again, flips it over to where your palm is visible, and gives your wrist and light slap with his other hand.
Your gaze snaps downwards, and when it does, he asks, "Did you feel that? Nod if your answer's yes. Shake your head if your answer's no."
You nod, so he follows up with, "Did it hurt? Nod if yes, shake your head if no."
You shake your head no, so he does it two more times.
"How many times did I slap your wrist? Use your hand to give your answer," He instructs. You hesitate, but after a moment, you hold up a trembling two.
"Correct. You're doing good," The praise leaves his lips with its usual sternness.
It strikes familiarity in you, and as he smacks your wrist a third time and tells you to repeat your earlier action — and expressing a similar phrase of praise when you get the number right — you begin to truly differentiate his voice from your own in your head.
You're not alone. Your boyfriend's here — the thought sits with you, and for a moment, it's the only thought you can hear.
It's nice — relieving, even — and before the feeling can completely disperse, Riddle catches your attention again.
"Copy me," Is his only direction before he begins to gently fan himself and take slow, deep breaths. You observe for a moment and attempt to mimic him the next yet the pace you set yourself at is faster than his and your movements are nothing short of hurried.
"Slower.." He tells you, so you slow down a little
"Even slower..." He parrots, and you lessen your speed even more. This repeats until the two of you are in perfect sync.
"Excellent," The word leaves him softer than the lasts, "Now count down from fifty."
You did. Riddle remained silent, continuing the fanning motion without missing a beat even when you had to take a pause here and there to focus on your breathing.
When you got down to zero, he told you to start over, starting at forty. Then thirty. Then twenty. Then ten.
By your thirties, your pausing had grown scarce. By your twenties, your vision had begun to clear as did your thoughts. It was when you were finally counting down for the last time starting at ten that breathing returned to being second nature again.
You weren't entirely back to normal, but you had resurfaced from those rocky waters and you couldn't be more grateful for the help in doing so.
You attempted a smile but because of the exhaustion that swept to replace your earlier consternation, it probably looked a little flat. Regardless, Riddle didn't seem to care.
"Feeling better?" He inquired. You nod, "Yeah— I uhm...thanks, I... I- I don't know what came over me...uh..."
"You don't have to explain yourself. Trust me, I understand," He ends up cutting you off, and the downcast that hangs on his face tells you that it's likely a story he'd rather not tell today.
So, instead of asking about it, you ask him, "Can we take a break from this? Just for a little while?"
"How are you feeling today?" Was the question you were met with when Ortho came into your room that night.
It had come suddenly and completely out of nowhere, so with a raised brow, you broke your gaze away from your phone screen and turned to the robot floating towards you.
"I'm doing....okay?" You said.
"Just okay?" He asks you in turn, watching your confusion turn into befuddlement.
"Yeah..?" You drawl, before finally popping the question, "Why are you asking?"
Ortho doesn't give an answer. Instead, he stares for a moment. Giving you a quick once over before drifting over to your phone where his gaze lingers.
Admittedly, his silence annoyed you a bit. Just a bit.
"Ortho," You called, and the new emotion that bleeds into your tone hardens it into stone, "Answer my question."
You pause as you hear yourself. The sound of your own voice — the slight aggression behind it especially — makes you cringe internally. You take another moment to collect yourself and it's only afterwards that you mumble out a small, "....please."
And he does — albeit with reluctance, "For a while, your food intake and mobility rates have gone done by a whole seventy-seven percent," He begins, "That's about two out of the seven days of the week that you actually eat enough for your body to properly function. Not only that, but the searches on your phone and the stories you've been reading lately suggest—"
"Wait, you went through my phone?!" You cut him off and the volume of your voice has Ortho frantically waving his arms and shaking his head no.
"I sourced it from the internet connected to your phone! I have no need to actually go through it!" He attempts to reassure, but it ends up having the opposite effect.
"Why would you invade my privacy like that?!" Your own yelling bounces off the walls and into your ears as if to mock you. You sound stupid, and that fact only fuels your anger, "Who gave you permission, huh?!"
"I'm sorry!" Ortho throws out, "It's just that your recent behavior has been increasingly alarming and I wanted to find the root cause of it—!"
"By going through my stuff without permission?1 By invading my personal space?!"
"I—!"
"Shut up! Shut up shut up shut up shut up! You stupid piece of junk!"
With that booming scream, the room falls quiet.
In such thunderous silence, where anger settles in the air like firecrackers ready to go off, you slowly take in Ortho's state — he levitates inches off the ground. His mechanical joints having gone rigid and his eyes tilted down like some sad puppy's ears — and the sight has his words echoing back to you a second time.
You've known the little Shroud for a long time. You know his actions didn't have any ill will behind it. You know he only wants to find the source of your problem. That his only goal is to help you.
...but the issue you deal with isn't one that can easily be fixed. In fact, at this point, it's likely impossible to fix. You surely aren't going to try now.
Regardless of that, biting the hand that attempts to feed you is wrong — the extent that your anger had taken, at the very least — so, as you lie back down and curl into yourself, you mutter to him, "I'm... sorry. That was.... I shouldn't have—"
You sigh, regret now pooled at the bottom of your stomach like oil as your irritation simmered out into pure frustration that only felt right to direct at yourself.
You're such a dick. The biggest asshole in all of Twisted Wonderland, no doubt about it.
"It's okay." He ends up trying to reassure you, but you shake your head, not having it, "No it's not."
But he persists, "I forgive you."
You don't give up either, "You shouldn't."
"I anticipated this may happen," He retorted, "There was an eighty-eight percent chance of this very argument occurring."
"That still doesn't justify any of the mean things I said," You huff, but the way he looks at you tells you he doesn't plan to drop this.
So, to avoid a never-ending back and forth you have no energy for, you change the topic in the only way that felt right in the moment.
"...how much did you see..?"
Ortho, of course, answers truthfully, but his tone of voice takes a rather somber dip as he says, "Informational webpages regarding the matter of taking your own life and the easiest way to do so, online discussions involving people all around the world who failed their attempts and the consequences of deciding not to try again had...and in the last thirty days, the most common search in your online libraries on all your reading-related platforms have been death-related with the most common piece of literature being consumed consisting of at least one or more people being involved in dying accidentally or of their own volition."
You can do nothing but look off in shame.
It was all true. Lately, you've taken a sort of sick comfort in reading about such finality and the countless ways it could happen. Not in search of instruction or guidance on the matter ( ironically you're much too fearful of death to go through with such a thing ), but as a way to simply live your dreams vicariously through another without having to actually commit to it and face your fears.
And it seems as though Ortho had come to that conclusion, "...Do you wish to be like those people?"
And, without hesitation, you nod your head despite the next words that leave your lips, "I'd never go through with it though."
"Oh...well I'm glad," He tells you, yet his face reads nothing but sorrow at your confession. He then asks, "Is there any reason why?"
You shake your head no, "I'm just...really tired of everything — life is a lot and I...can't be bothered with it anymore, I guess.." You puff out a dry chuckle, "Pathetic, right?"
You don't get a response this time.
You assumed it meant resignation. That Ortho, unfamiliar as he still is with human emotions, had been thrown a wrench and had been thoroughly stumped by your answer.
..But you should've known better than to think a mere hurdle would stop someone like Ortho. After a moment to ponder, the boy's face takes on a look of determination that you've never seen before and he tells you, "I'll find a solution."
You look at him, dumbfounded, "What?"
And he repeats himself, "I'll find a solution to your problem. We'll start with things you like to do and make our way down the list until we can find something that makes you want to stay here."
"That’s not how this kinda thing works, dude," You say, looking down as you admit defeatedly, "This isn't like the fanfics I read. You can't just get over something like this."
"That doesn't mean we can't try!" He says, "It'll be like when me and you play duo matches in your favorite shooter — you charging in and testing the waters with different plans and ideas and me backing you up all the way!"
Ironically, the words spewing from the robot's mouth sounded downright illogical to you — idealistic, corny, and a big waste of both your time if you were to be more blunt. You couldn't help the laugh that slips from you.
It was brought about by his ridiculous attempt at empowering you, but it laughter that struck airy notes and followed a light rhythm that had become foreign to you after so much time swimming in your isolated ball of depression.
It was the first time in months something so genuine left you feeling so pleasant, and when you realized that, it was like your resolve shook a little. Just a little.
And it's enough to make you think; maybe, just maybe, going with the flow for a while and following along with this stupid plan wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.
Lilia Vanrouge: Dissociation
It happened in the middle of the night — prime gaming time for Lilia.
He had been clicking away at his computer for hours, eyes glued to the screen and hands moving a mile a minute. The familiar, raspy voice of his online buddy, Gloomurai, could be heard echoing from his headphones as the sounds of grunts and pained screams of soldiers falling was the white noise that blasted from his computer.
For the past hour or so, you had been the half that made up the tangled mess in your boyfriend's chair — curled up at a slightly awkward angle, legs tangled, and neck bent in a way that allowed you a good view of your phone screen and a nice spot on your boyfriend's shoulder. It was perfect.
...Until it wasn't.
The time of night had put you on a certain side of the internet — the side that reminded you that the world outside your norm was as heartless as they come — and after a while of your morbid curiosity sending you down rabbit holes of topics that made your skin crawl and your heart beat at an uncomfortable pace, you simply...drifted away. Not to any of the dreamlands your mind often takes you to during your vivid daydreams, but to a desolate emptiness that teetered between reality and a transparent void.
..And Lilia, ever the attentive one, noticed. He notes the death of your laughter, the way your breath caught and how your exhalations became drawn out and shaky at its ends, and — when he glances over at you — the dilation of your eyes as you stare just past your phone screen.
Immediately, his hands still above the keys.
"Dear," The petname floats lightly in the air, but when you don't react to it, one of his hands drift down to your exposed thigh where he slowly drags his nails down the plump of your skin.
You look up at that.
"Your mind seemed rather occupied just now — I was growing a bit jealous," He jests, but that abysmal look in your eyes doesn't cease nor does your facial muscle move to form any kind of expression that would hint that his playfulness had touched you. You were simply...blank.
So he unmutes his mic, apologizes to his friend about his sudden disappearance before immediately informing him of his even more abrupt leave he's taking, logs off the game, and takes off his headset.
It's then that he calls on you a second time. This time by name, but just as softly. A frown graces his features when he hits the same brick wall.
"Hm, I wonder where you've gone off to this time.." He murmurs as he shifts in his seat so that he now laid in this mess of limbs on his side, facing you.
Both of his hands raise from their previous spots to find place cupped along your jawline and with his middle fingers, Lilia digs into your flesh — not enough to birth any scars that'll last, but firm enough to pudge your cheeks a bit and that you feel the sting.
When that fails, Lilia begins humming a tune. It's a song of the past — a tune that was he had known to be dear to your heart — and as it began filling your ears, the fae made his way up your face to your pointed ears where he played with them gently.
Immediately, a whine slips from you. It was nothing more than a jerk-reaction to having such a sensitive part of you toyed with, but it was a reaction nevertheless so he leans in close to the ear closest to him and blows on it.
"Feel that?" He whispers as he does it again — this time to the other ear — and when you nod your head, he goes back to lightly scratching behind your ears where he occasionally either lowers his hands to lightly tap along your neck or his head to plant kisses on your v-line.
It doesn't take much of that to get you squirming, and when he sees that, he tells you, "Describe it to me — I'd love to know how this makes you feel," and eventually, you're able to do just that.
As you slowly come back down and your feet scratch the earth's ground floor once again, you go on and on in between your giggling as you describe the intense tingles overwhelming you to the point of making your fingers wiggle and your eyebrows twitch. How it burns your face and warms your chest like thermal heater. How dizzyingly addictive it is to feel so much and to be so present in this moment with him.
He finally pulls away after that to allow you to catch your breath, satisfied with a job well done and smiling ear to ear.
"It's good to have you back," He says, "Was it too much?"
"A little.." You admit breathily. He apologizes by leaning back in and planting soft kisses along your nose up to the center of your forehead and you accept it graciously with a little kiss of your own to the corner of his mouth.
"Sorry I ruined your game night.." You mumbled as you shift to curl into him, your head falling on his shoulder. The smell of his signature rose-scented soap floods your nostrils and — anchored with guilt and too exhausted now to hold your tongue — you close your eyes and say into his neck, "Next time, you should just leave me there. I'd snap out of it eventually."
Now it's his turn to huff and puff.
"Your joking could use a little work, my dear," Is all he says as he moves to reach for your phone still clutched loosely in your grasp so that he could set it aside on his desk. It's afterwards that one of his hands find place again on his keyboard as he clicks a few keys and boots up a single-player gacha game.
As the signature soundtrack of the loading menu plays and cutesy images illuminate both your faces with color, his other hands finds yours and intertwines them.
His hand is cold against yours. It feels nice against your clammy palms and with a small smile, you squeeze down.
"Yeah... Maybe you're right."
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Was just wondering for a request, a reader who has a RBF (resting bitch face), with the first years? (Or whoever you’d like to do)
Maybe just scenario’s of them thinking the reader is mad or smth but they ain’t - or they’re talking abt their first interaction and one of them mentions how when they first met they thought the reader had like one sided beef with them or smth 😭😭
IDK IF THAT MAKES SENSE but if you like the request have fun with it!!
Born to Look Mad, Forced to Explain
pair: Ace / Deuce / Jack / Epel / Sebek / Ortho x GN! reader
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a/n🍨 : Thank you so much for the request!! I really appreciate it🩵💛🩷 This prompt is actually something I can relate to way too much, AHAHAHA. A lot of my close friends admitted that their first impression of me was that I looked really intimidating or like I was mad at them all the time.
Funny enough, I think that the same rbf also kindaaa helped me during my makeup artist certification classes. Whenever we took photos of our finished makeup looks, my teacher would always tell me, "Don't smile—it doesn't suit you." (what an odd thing to say ngl)😭 And when I was the makeup face canvas for my classmates, they'd say the same thing too. The moment I smiled for the camera, they'd immediately go, "No, no, don't smile. Your neutral face looks better." LIKE… HELLO?? HAHAHAHA
I never thought my serious-looking face would actually be useful for something, but I guess it made me a good canvas for makeup practice. So yes… this fic was written from personal experience. To everyone blessed with rbf, I see you ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✨ i do love smiling more now though ✨🩷
Ace Trappola
The first time Ace met you, you were standing outside the Heartslabyul gardens with your arms crossed, your eyes half-lidded, and a face that suggested someone had personally insulted your ancestors three generations back.
Sunlight was doing everything it could to soften your features yet it failed spectacularly.
Ace made the catastrophic mistake of assuming you were looking at him. Which meant, naturally, he'd somehow already offended you despite not remembering your name, your face, or your existence until approximately seven seconds ago. So he spent the next week mentally reviewing every misdemeanor he'd committed since birth, convinced one of them had finally caught up with him in human form.
Ace: "Okay, seriously. What did I do?"
You: "…Huh?"
Ace: "You've been glaring at me since orientation."
You: "I've… been waiting for the kettle to boil."
Ace: "…That's your waiting face?"
You: "That's just my face."
Ace: "…I've been apologizing to you in my head for nine days."
Deuce Spade
Deuce noticed your expression before he noticed anything else about you. There was something almost judicial about it, as though you had already read the entire tragic novel of his former delinquency and reached a deeply disappointing conclusion. Every time your eyes landed on him, he straightened his posture like he was appearing before the world's sternest school principal.
Eventually, he became absurdly polite whenever you were nearby. Doors were held open. Chairs were pulled out. Homework was completed suspiciously early. Ace thought Deuce was relapsing into being weird.
In reality, Deuce simply believed you were one sigh away from reporting him for crimes both committed and hypothetical.
Deuce: "…Can I ask you something?"
You: "Sure."
Deuce: "…Do you… not like me?"
You: "…What?"
Deuce: "You always look mad."
You: "…I'm thinking about soup."
Deuce: "…Soup?"
You: "I really like soup."
The revelation somehow made less sense than the imagined grudge.
Jack Howl
Jack had always trusted his instincts. They were sharp and dependable things, inherited from generations that survived on reading the smallest shift in another creature's posture. So when he first met you, standing by the track field with a face carved into permanent and magnificent disapproval that every instinct he possessed unanimously agreed:
You did not like him.
It didn't help that every time he looked up during practice, there you were, expression unchanged, staring vaguely in his direction while actually watching a bird perched on the fence behind him.
Jack interpreted every accidental glance as silent evaluation. He ran harder. Trained longer. Picked up every stray water bottle after practice because maybe—maybe—you'd finally think he was respectable enough to stop glaring.
Jack: "Can I ask you something?"
You: "Sure."
Jack: "…Have I… done something to upset you?"
You: "…No?"
Jack: "Then why do you always look at me like that?"
You: "…There's a crow that plans to steal someone's lunch every afternoon."
Jack: "A crow."
You: "Yeah."
Jack: "…I've been competing with a bird."
Epel Felmier
Epel was taught by Vil that smiles can meant war. The polite and noble ones. The sort that looked sweet while quietly arranging your funeral flowers. So when he met you—wearing the facial expression of someone attending the execution of joy itself—he assumed you were exactly that type.
Every interaction became painfully courteous. He greeted you with courtesy . Thanked you for things you hadn't done. Apologized whenever you happened to exist within the same hallway.
Vil eventually noticed Epel looking like he was negotiating a peace treaty every time you walked by.
Epel: "…Did I offend ya somehow?"
You: "Why would you say that?"
Epel: "Ya look like ya wanna poison me."
You: "…I was trying to remember if I left my laundry in the dryer."
Epel: "…That's the face ya make thinkin' about laundry?"
You: "Yeah."
Epel: "…Yer laundry got the face of a blood feud."
Sebek Zigvolt
Sebek considered himself an excellent judge of character. Unfortunately, he was also catastrophically dramatic.
The first time your eyes met his, your expression remained perfectly still—the same expression you'd worn while eating breakfast, reading a book, and blinking. Sebek, however, interpreted your naturally stern face as a declaration of ancient hostility.
Surely you had detected some imperfection within him. Surely this was a challenge. Surely destiny had selected him for psychological combat. Silver listened to this theory for nearly fifteen minutes before deciding sleep was preferable.
Sebek: "I DEMAND TO KNOW WHY YOU REGARD ME WITH SUCH CONTEMPT!"
You: "…I'm sorry?"
Sebek: "YOUR CONSTANT GLARE!"
You: "…but I'm just squinting."
Sebek: "…Why?"
You: "The sun?"
Sebek looked up and yes indeed that the afternoon sun was directly in your eyes. Now he refused to speak for the next twenty minutes out of pure embarrassment.
Silver, from somewhere nearby:
"I told you."
Ortho Shroud
Ortho approached your expression scientifically.
First scan classified it as Angry: 82%.
Second scan classified it as Annoyed: 76%.
Tenth scan simply displayed: :(
He began quietly reviewing every interaction you'd ever had together, convinced he had unknowingly hurt your feelings. Idia found him making spreadsheets titled "Possible Social Errors (?) Of Y/N" and wisely chose not to interfere.
Ortho: "Y/N, may I ask a question?"
You: "Of course."
Ortho: "Are you upset with me?"
You: "…No?"
Ortho: "My facial recognition software says you look unhappy."
You: "Oh don't worry about it. This is just my face."
Processing…
Processing…
Ortho: "Update complete!"
You: "So what changed?"
Ortho: "I have created a new category."
You: "…What category?"
Ortho: Resting Friend Face (Looks Mean, Is Actually Thinking About Snacks.)
You: "…I was thinking about snacks."
Ortho: "Excellent! My data is accurate!"
