Should I write Normalized!Yandere TWST x Reader???(with a twist…)
I really want to do it but first I really want to figure out how to like do a layout thing for my writing so it’s not SUPER boring (any tips would be appreciated)
Reader’s/Yuu’s personality would be based off of my personality (so I apologize in advance for any cringe dialogue…)
I am so used to writing fem!reader so I am going to try to make this as Gender Neutral as possible.
Leona would claim to not like you that much. Sure, the two of you are dating but he WOULDN'T rush to meet you at the drop of a pin.
Which is a lie, because you tested him once... or maybe a couple times because you just couldn't get enough.
The first time, you sent him panic voice messages and he dashed all the way to Ramshackle only to see you giggling on the bed with your phone beside you as you watched him barge into the room in a frenzy.
He gives you an annoyed expression. "Don't do that again, herbivore," he says, voice low and disgruntled.
"It's nice to see you tripping over for someone once in your life, Leona," you smile.
A TWST au where the students follow their original Disney movie plot. You get what I’m trying to put down??
The twst characters are following the footsteps of their Disney movie counterparts. To their rise and eventual demise. So their life is basically like the characters but with twists (like Riddle’s mother still is basically the reason for his starting behavior) and a more modern aspect
Instead of the game book/chapters order, it’s would be in the movie released order meaning Yuu will be transported in Pomefiore first, then Heartslabyul, Diasomnia, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Savanaclaw, and finally Ignihyde.
And as Yuu get transported through each ‘movie’, they changed things up and ended up changing the ending
….uh…yeah, this all I thought so far…are y’all getting the idea though??
cw | fluff, gn! reader (just heavily inspired by replay by shinee), reader's older, its implied they have mutual feelings for each others, crack, the age gap is two years, the reader is the prefect, not proofread, could be ooc (do not put my work into ai)
ACE had long since made himself comfortable in Ramshackle, sprawled across your sofa with his shoes kicked off while you sorted through a pile of assignments at the dining table.
"Ugh, Ace, please clean up your mess!"
"I'll do it later"
You glanced at him, watching him play his stupid games on his phone "Would it kill you to just clean up your mess that you made?" You flicked his papers.
"Yes, yes, it would kill me, prefect!"
He continued playing, too focused on beating his high score.
You sighed, grumbling about how unhelpful he is. You two were kind of behind a topic that Trein had asked you both to please cover it before the next class.
So because you were the ever so kind prefect, you asked Ace if he wanted to crash at your place and study there instead.
Oh boy, what a bad idea it was.
Instead of actually studying, he somehow roped you into playing this game with him and it got you addicted, to the point you both played till 2am.
Never are you ever gonna let Ace drag you into playing games again.
Minutes passed and Ace finally got up to clean his mess up. You looked at him and sighed "You can be such a kid sometimes" Ace turned his head so quick that you swore that it would've cracked but it didn't.
"Hahh?! Don't call me that!"
"Why not? I mean you are a kid"
Ace's cheeks turned red "Y-Yeah, but don't call me that! We are the same age!" You giggled "No, we aren't. I'm older than you by 2 years, silly" You flicked his forehead to which he rubbed it, pouting.
"That doesn't make me a kid"
"It kind of does"
"No, it doesn't!"
You laughed and went back to organizing the scattered notes across the table. "Ace, you literally spent thirty minutes trying to convince me to spend our study session helping you unlock a new skin in your game."
"And you agreed."
"...That is beside the point."
He huffed, stuffing a handful of papers into a messy pile. "You're acting like you're thirty"
"Because I am older than you"
"By TWOOO years!"
"Still older" You let out a giggle.
Ace groaned so loudly Grim yelled from upstairs for the two of you to shut up.
You ignored him, smiling to yourself. "Honestly, having you around feels like dealing with a younger brother."
"Don't call me that either!"
You looked up at him, tilting your head "Younger brother...?" You say, confused why he's so distraught.
"Y-Yeah that! I'm not your younger brother!" You blinked as he protested then you laughed "But you do act like my younger brother" Ace glared at you like as if you committed the most atrocious crime ever.
"No, I don't!"
"Yes, yes, you do"
"No, I don't!"
You chuckled "Oh come on, Ace, you are always getting us in trouble, you take food from me, you leave your things everywhere, you rope me into your schemes, and somehow I always end up cleaning up after you."
You pointed at the scattered notes still littering the coffee table. "Case in point."
"That's not little brother behavior!"
"It absolutely is."
"It is not!"
"It really is."
Ace threw his hands into the air in exasperation "You make me sound like I'm ten!"
"Not ten..." You pretended to think for a moment, tapping your chin. "...Maybe twelve."
You giggled "Why are you so distraught anyways?" You crossed your arms, staring at him, head a little tilted and he swears you are the most beautiful, gorgeous, pretty, cute, stunning person ever.
He hesitated for half a second before blurting out "I don't want you looking at me like that" You blinked "Like what...?"
"Like I'm just some kid"
His voice was quieter now, lacking the usual playful sarcasm. You stared at him for a moment before you felt your cheeks warm up.
"I mean it."
He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, avoiding your gaze "...Just... stop calling me your younger brother" The room fell quiet.
Ace knows you don't date younger guys like him, he accidentally eavesdropped your conversation with Grim once.
At first, Ace laughed it off.
Because, seriously. It was just a two year age gap.
But every time he caught you ruffling his hair, scolding him for leaving a mess behind, or sighing because he had somehow dragged you into another ridiculous situation, he started to understand why you saw him that way.
You saw him as someone who needed to be taken care of.
Someone younger. Someone you could tease and take care of.
Like a little brother.
And that bothered him more than he wanted to admit.
He thought that maybe if he begged to the sevens hard enough they would give him a chance to be with you!
At least, that's what he hoped for.
Deep down, Ace had hoped that eventually one day, you would stop seeing him as this immature, trouble making, younger brother. He wanted you to see him as someone who could stand beside you.
Someone who could make you laugh, annoy you, and maybe even make your heart race the same way his did whenever you smiled at him.
God, would he do anything for you to not see him as a kid or a younger brother.
You were helping DEUCE with his homework at the school's courtyard, a little further away tho from anyone's eyes.
Which you thought was a good idea, so that Deuce could focus more.
He was struggling on one of the questions and texted you after he was finished with all of his classes.
You were both laying on the grass with a little picnic cloth to lay on. You point at the questions he was confused with.
"Alright so, for this one, don't start with the formula straight away." You scooted a little closer, tapping the question with the end of your pencil. "Read what it's actually asking first."
Deuce nodded earnestly, his brows furrowed in concentration as he followed along "So... I should find the value here first?"
"Mhm."
"And then substitute it?"
"There you go."
"Oh..."
His eyes lit up "I get it now!" You chuckled "I knew you would" You ruffled his hair and couldn't help yourself but smile as he quickly scribbled down the rest of the solution, his handwriting growing neater the more confident he became.
"There!" Deuce set his pencil down with a relieved sigh "I would've been stuck on that forever"
"See! I knew you could do it"
Deuce's shoulder slouched "Yeah...but only after you helped me" You sighed, sitting up.
"Deuce, don't worry, you are pretty smart, you know that?" Deuce rubbed his nape "I guess..." You looked at him softly before reaching over to pat his head.
His hair was a little messy from lying on the grass, and you smoothed a few strands back into place.
"Don't sell yourself short" You said gently "You've improved so much since we first met. You work hard, you don't give up, and even when something's difficult, you keep trying until you understand it"
Deuce's cheeks warmed ever so slightly "...You really think so?"
"I know so."
A small, bashful smile tugged at his lips before he looked away, embarrassed by the praise.
"...Thanks"
You smiled back.
"I mean it. Sometimes you remind me of a little brother who's trying his absolute best"
The smile vanished from his face.
"...A little brother?"
"Hm?"
"You... think of me like that?"
You blinked, confused by the question.
"I mean, you're younger than me, and you're always asking me for help with homework or coming to Ramshackle whenever you're stuck with something" You laughed softly "It kind of feels like looking after a younger brother"
Deuce's shoulders stiffened "...Could you not call me that?"
You tilted your head "Not call you what?"
"...Your younger brother" His answer came almost immediately "I don't really... like hearing that" Deuce looked away "...Why?"
Deuce hesitated, his fingers tightening around the edge of his notebook "...I just don't" He couldn't bring himself to meet your eyes "It feels... weird"
You blinked, watching the tips of his ears slowly turn pink.
"But you are younger"
"I know"
"So I don't see what's so—"
"I just..." He let out a quiet sigh before mumbling under his breath, "...I don't want you seeing me that way"
There was something so earnest in the way he said it that it caught you completely off guard.
For a moment, neither of you spoke.
Deuce knows you don't date younger guys like him. He heard it once when you were talking with Grim. He didn't mean to listen, but once he heard those words, they stuck with him.
At first, he thought maybe he just needed to work harder. Become stronger. Become more reliable. Become someone you could look at and think of as an equal instead of someone you needed to take care of.
After all, isn't that what he always wanted? To stop being the delinquent everyone expected him to be and become someone people could trust?
But there was one thing he couldn't accept.
Being called your little brother.
He didn't want to be someone you worried about, someone you had to guide or look after. He wanted to be someone who could stand beside you, someone who could protect you just as much as you protected him.
Not your younger brother.
Not someone you had to take care of.
But someone who could make you smile, someone you could rely on.
Azul is a hopeless romantic. He wants to be love and wants to love that person back. When he ever get in a relationship, he easily will get emotional and thinks his partner will leave him
Cater has a caffeine addiction
Ruggie have brown freckles across his cheeks, nose, shoulders, his back, and inner thighs
Sebek mansplains to everyone (except Lilia and Malleus)
Ace would be from Florida if he was from our world, I just sense Florida vibes. And I feel like Deuce would be from Canada
Leona is the type to date someone who talk a-lot and always want his attention. He act annoyed but he loves it
Rook write Vil x Neige fanfics
Leona is half-blind in his right eye, the one with the scar (he don’t admit it though)
Floyd has the most ugliest, atrocious handwriting ever. Only Jade can read it
Leona never dated anyone before. He fumbled the bag many times
Riddle giggles, he also kicks his feet (he gets embarrassed after)
Cater despised anything feminine, it gives him flashbacks of his sisters (this probably is canon lol)
Lilia is the type of parent who is believe their child can do NO wrong at all
Silver will probably be the type to only hold hands and kiss while dating. Anything else is for marriage because he get so shy (love the idea that silver get shy when it’s come to intimacy)
Rielle (had to add him) is a certified birdbrain unless it’s things to do with art or other creative things
Trey spells some word with a ‘u’. So instead of ‘flavor’ it is ‘flavour’, and instead of ‘color’ it is ‘colour’
Note : Don't ask Milgram fans what happen at July 15th. Anyway...
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Dealing with Overblot mages has been difficult. There were signs but they weren't big enough and then suddenly they have to fight through an Overblot.
One after another it all just felt.. too much.
Suddenly Grim's voice began to sound annoying. The constant ask for food and other unnecessary fire power that would get them both in trouble. Ace and Duece being total morons and screwing with things they shouldn't.
Dear Seven can't they just give him a break!
Yet as Yuu retreats for a well deserved nap of the day.
There's a familiar pull on the back of his mind that would arrive whenever he feels so scared as a child, so vulnerable, so terrified that he just want someone to be there. A familiar pull that seems to say...
"Don't worry. I'll take care of it. Leave it to me."
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The silence that follows is deadly.
Everyone who saw could only stand in shock. The human.. have struck.
Ace was babbling about something. Something downright stupid it sounded like a fly buzzing in his ears and without warning Yuu delivers a swift punch. A wake up call. "Can't you think for just a second? You're dumb idea won't just get yourself in trouble but me too." His voice is cold. Firm. Assertive. Not like the usual Yuu.
Grim who was still flabbergasted shakes his head vigorously as if to shake of a dream. "Yeah! What he said! You could get us all in trouble with the Headmage for your.. stupid idea!" Still trying to sound tough despite that. Yuu finds it almost irritating.
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As the day continues on. Some began to note how Yuu seem to be... having a bad day. He barely smiles at anyone. He seem to be solely focus on his own classes and other things all while keeping everyone far... far away. Like a wild beast that would bite if you get too close.
Seeing this however—only enables Kalim to throw in something to lift Yuu's spirits. Thus.. he finds himself in Scarabia as the common area is filled with people, good atmosphere, and food.
Yuu could only sigh. This is too much. What he needs right now is peace and quiet. With that thought in mind. He steps out. Walking through the corridors of Scarabia everything turn more quieter. Peaceful.
But the quiet didn't last long as Yuu felt something behind him, with a swift motion and a step he spins around and caught the hand that was reaching for him by the arm. Jamil could only stare. Wide eyed as he looks into the.. murderous intent in Yuu's eyes. So the rumors aren't wrong.. the Housewarden of Ramshackle truly is on edge.
"Wow. You don't have to do that." He tries to pull his arm yet it's no use. Yuu's grip remains tight. With another pull Yuu finally decided to let go.
"What are you doing here."
Jamil pause. Those words are sharp. Far sharper than he would've thought would came from the other. His eyes scan him trying to see if he can spot the usually smiling Yuu, only to find a blank expression staring back at him. "This is Scarabia. I can't walk down my own halls now?"
Yuu merely click his tongue at the jab response he gotten. There's no point for him to linger here.
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The next day when ask about it.
Yuu could only over a confused smile. What? He did what now..? He doesn't remember doing any of that at all! Are they dreaming perhaps?
"Come on now, there's no way I did all that."
They lack magic to begin with. So why would he try to start a fight where he would most definitely lost in? Yet, Jamil knows what he saw. He sees the murderous intent that stared at him as if he's nothing but a nuance and that his arm.. would've been snap in half if he have pushed for more.
He doesn't say it. He can't.
He needs to catch the other off-guard just to do anything.
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The Potionology is as lively as ever. The margin of error always increases by ten whenever someone decided to mix up a specific power for a different kind. Which... is exactly what happen..
The explosion created at the far of corner was immense but not too destructive, it's definitely enough for Professor Crewel to start yelling at the "misbehaving puppies."
Some who are caught in the radius could only sigh and grumble at their misery.
One of which is Yuu. Who is trying to make himself small at some corner. He didn't do it but all the explosions, the strong alchemical smell, the yelling, sighing that filled the room is enough to make him want to retreat.
"Hey Yuu, you're alri—" Jamil stop himself. He have originally see Yuu sitting by after the explosion, one leg up as he rest his arm on it, head hang low. At first he thought that maybe.. he's injured. Who knows? Magicless people may experience something different amongst these fumes. But then he caught a glimpse of his eyes.
Blank. Much like the one he saw that day.
This might be his only chance. With that in mind Jamil took it. Finally he can put this shallow investigation to rest. But Yuu.. retaliates. "What's wrong with you?!" He yelled out at being dragged into some secluded corridor.
Jamil tries to be careful. From that singular interaction he knew that.... "Yuu".. is quite skilled in fighting. The grip on his arm back then was painfully firm. He has to be careful—and using Snake Whisper may make it worse even if it's the most optimal solution to this. Plus.. he doesn't know if it will even work or not.
