#twst x reader fluff

[realest-nilou-kinnie]

⟢ My Sunshine.

Leona Kingscholar x reader fluff

Leona gets so flustered whenever he hears that particular nickname you've chosen for him. Sunshine.

And you say it so naturally, too. Like the shining sun in the sky really is what comes to mind when you gaze upon him. How could that be? How could someone like him who brings only destruction and anguish with a touch of his hand be akin to the sun at all?

He once questioned you about the nickname. If you really meant it. And you just replied, "Of course I do! Even though the sun has the potential to burn us, we would be cold and dead without it! If we chose to only focus on the harm the sun could do, we would be ignoring the fact that it brings warmth and life that nothing could ever replace. Just like you.”

You still call him Sunshine every day. You still join him in his warm bed after your classes with a kiss on the cheek and a sickeningly sweet, "Hi, Sunshine!". You haven't given it up yet. Prince Leona’s only ever been a disappointment from the day he was born. And yet, you reach for him like he's the warmth you've been missing all your life. You still haven't changed your mind about him.

He tells himself he can't let you know how much that particular nickname means to him. He can't embarrass himself like that, nor can he let himself believe you and open his fragile heart up to even more grief when you inevitably decide you deserve better than him. He knows he wouldn't be able to take it. Still, he can't deny the way his ears perk up and his tail stirs with excitement when you call out to him. “My Sunshine”. Your Sunshine. Yours. It makes his stomach churn with pathetic butterflies.

…But maybe, someday in your future together, there is a sunrise waiting for him where he does believe you. A day when Leona wakes up and finds that that cruel, self-deprecating voice in his head has shrunk so small that it no longer drowns out the earnest love you whisper to him. Chipped away by your patient hands like Pygmalion sculpting Galatea, with no other end goal than to demonstrate a fraction of the love you feel for him. Slowly…so slowly that he didn't even notice it happening…your words became the voice he hears in his head.

You are loved, My Sunshine.

🎉🥳🎊🎈HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEONA!!!! 🎈🎊🥳🎉

a/n: im actually a pasty ginger who gets burned to a crisp in minutes from the sun reflecting off of the snow i actually DO NOT(!!!) love the sun Leona i lied im so sorry. /jk

sorry to ruin the symbolism 💀💀💀 However…🦁>>>>☀️

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆛 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆛 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆛 𓆟

[grayarls]

ִ ⦂ 𝓐𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 ??

featuring : leona, ace, ruggie, riddle, deuce, epel

content : based on this trend ,, texting smau ,, crack ,, fluff ,, prank ,, swearing ,, very established relationships ,, may be ooc !

ARLA YAP : credit to some tiktok comments!! and the og trend itself, tokyo revengers and invincible version soon im still working on my previous requests so i apologise about that ☹️❤️

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𝓔𝐩𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝓓𝐞𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞

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[veethewriter]

Overblot gang with yuukens younger sister (who is also strong?)!

(so someone requested this and I accidentally deleted the request, luckily I read what it was before I did. Anyways hope you like it and as always my requests are open!)

habibti = My love (arabic)

Bro literally asks yuuken's permission to date you. Just because of how much respect he has for him after he helped riddle with his overblot. You're definitely his first girlfriend, I mean we all know how his mom is. There is no way he has dated anyone else before you.

The way he finds out about your strength is actually through an accident. Heartslabyul was getting ready for an unbirthday party, when the students had put one of the tables in the wrong area. He was gonna ask you to help lift it with some other students, when you just picked up the whole table by yourself.

MY ROSE!! Put down that table before you hurt yourself!!

Would not ask yuuken's permission to date you. While Leona grew up learning to respect women, he doesn't think it's important to ask your brother because you're your own person. You can make your own choices, you don't need yuuken to make it for you.

Leona I think is the least surprised at your strength. He literally talks about how strong the women are from Sunset Savanna. He first witnesses your strength in P.E. one, probably the only class he regularly attends. He sees you shove a Beastman twice your size to the side to make a score for the game you were playing.

"Herbivore, don't think you can go pushing me around now too."

Would ask for yuuken's permission to date you. Though the main reason is that he's mostly curious about how human traditions work and he's heard that usually the boyfriend asks permission to date the daughter. Since your father or parent figure isn't with you guys, he decides to ask yuuken.

To be honest he doesn't know if he should be nervous or attracted to your strength (it's definitely the latter.) He finds out your strength through when you volunteer to help out at the lounge. Floyd was messing around while serving some customers and hit an aquarium behind him, luckily you were walking past to head to the kitchen. Seeing it starting to tip over you managed to uplift it and put it back on the table, it had been on before.

Angelfish, are you okay?! What- you fixed it??

Would not ask, jamil sees you as your own person. Your brother doesn't own you, so why would he ask yuuken's permission to date you. Hates the idea of asking permission like someone does owns you. You know what you want, not anyone else.

Is a little shocked but proud?? He probably first saw it at one of kalim's parties. You were helping him bring out another round of food. Instead of carrying two or three trays of food like he was. You had managed to balance five to six on your own. He was a little panicked at first, thinking you might drop all the food he just made. Though you showed perfect strength and balance carrying all the trays.

You drop all the food and you're remaking it, habibti.

Hard 50/50, on one hand he respects that you're your own individual person. So you can choose who you wanna be with. On the other hand after everything yuuken has done, he kinda respects him enough to ask. In the end though I think he comes to the conclusion to not ask. You choose your own path, not your brother.

I think he's a little surprised but not too much. i think vil from just looking at someone can tell how strong they are. He's more surprised in how you choose to show off your strength. You guys were getting ready for the SDC, when moving around equipment. One of the speakers almost fell right over on top of one of the students, luckily you were near them and managed to push it up away from the student.

"Sweet potato, please be careful. You don't wanna strain yourself before the competition even begins."

Wouldn't ask, mostly out of fear. He would probably think yuuken doesn't think he's good enough for you. So he just doesn't ask yuuken permission. I mean he probably doesn't even ask you, you would have to ask him out. He decides you can decide if he's good enough for you or not.

Is probably one of the most surprised ones, he probably finds out when you offer to help him lift some of the machine parts for the new commission he is working on. He turns around to tell you no and you're already holding the largest piece of the project like it's nothing to you.

"Flame-e!? Since when do you have SSR tier strength!!"

Wouldn't ask, mostly because he didn't know it was a thing. Malleus still has a lot to learn about human culture and that includes the way humans date. So he didn't really know it was a thing for him to ask yuuken. I think if he did know it was a thing he would ask yuuken since yuuken is his best friend.

Wouldn't be surprised, mostly of the fact that lilla has probably told malleus and the others stories of his past all the time. So he knows humans can be capable of such strength. The way he finds out how strong you are is on one of your nightly walks. You and malleus were exploring a part of the old ruins nearby when you guys moving around caused a part of the building to become unstable. The building shakes around before a big part of the roof falls. Malleus is too busy talking about the ruins to notice it falling right above him. Pushing him out of the way, you manage to catch the piece of ceiling before tossing it on the ground.

"My flower, are you hurt at all? You didn't need to do that."

[sunkeji]

grimm sneaking into your future kid's room:

"hello little spawn, I have 2 things I need to tell you and I'm going to hold your grubby hands while I say it, first being that I'm their first born baby and secondly your adopted. got it? remember your place."

[cross-crye]

ᴛʀɪᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇʀʀᴏʀ

or: when Malleus has to overcome cultural differences in order to ask you out; MINOR B7 SPOILERS

wc: 1.9k

ps. i can’t write kiss scenes sorry :((

Malleus had always had the misfortune of being estranged from social norms. So it was only natural that once he'd fall in love (despite how unexpected that was in itself) that he’d be clueless as to how to manage it. His only exposure to romance of any kind had been the few stories he’d heard about his parents. Which ultimately proved useless in the endeavour of pursuing your affection. As a result, Malleus could only attempt to emulate the few traditional Briar Valley courting methods he was familiar with, all while showing his love in a rather draconic way.

I

As a species, fae had a tendency to dedicate their time to what they perceived as truly valuable. Due to their long lifespans they had begun to appreciate the fleeting beauty of the world surrounding them. While some trees don’t even reach maturity during a fae’s lifespan, the full bloom of a flower lasts but a second when in contrast to their long-lasting existence. For this reason fae are the most avoidant when it comes to wasting their time, especially the younger generations who’ve begun to be influenced by the world outside of Briar Valley.

The way in which this manifests towards other’s is in receiving an abundance of attention. Prolonged periods of time spent either with, or admiring the object of one’s attention would be such a manifestation of affection. In Malleus’ case, this meant he’d spent a long time longingly gazing at you like the lovesick fool he was. Making eye contact as often as possible, which was often accompanied by slow blinking motions, to hopefully indicate how reluctant he was to tear his gaze away from you, even to do something as necessary as blink. Unfortunately for him, you’d remain clueless to his intentions. Unknowingly to him though, you had picked up on the slow blinks. But had mistakenly likened them to a reptile, assuming them to be the consequence of his draconic lineage as he was the only one to posses it. However those blinks should have been likened to the ones of a cat showing its affection (as they truly were a consequence of his infatuation).

II

Due to their past as recluses, the capabilities of the fae are often surrounded by misconceptions. One such misconception (which Lilia’s many pranks and quite a few of Sebek’s outbursts have managed to disprove) is the notion that the fae cannot lie. There are various other odd stories regarding the fae. One such story being the one regarding the effects of fae food on non-fae. Due to its high magical potential, eating fae food uninvited can have dire consequences (it is important to note however, that eating Lilia's cooking has horrific results simply due to his abysmal cooking skills rather than any affecting fae magic)

It came as a surprise when Malleus begun inviting you to the bi-monthly Diasomnia dinners, but it was an invitation that had brought you joy nonetheless. It begun after his enrollment in the culinary cruciable. He had taken great care to mention that he was in fact the one responsible for the dinner preparations (which seemed like assurance that it wasn't Lilia who was cooking). In fact, it was another attempt to court you. Due to various misunderstandings and assumptions, yet another of Malleus’ courting attempts went unnoticed. If only you had known about the true significance behind his actions; or rather hadn’t assumed the myths regarding fae food weren’t unwarranted stories you’d carried over from your world by mistake. Unlike some of the more dramatic stories about fae (like many myths regarding changelings and kidnappings) this one happened to be founded in a cross-dimensional truth. And so, Malleus’ attempts at ‘making his way to your heart through the stomach’ (as Lilia put it) had failed.

III

The need to protect what they hold near and dear to their heart is a very common one amongst fae, which is especially evident in Malleus who has already experienced so much loss. Malleus already posesses an extrordinary ammount of power, and as a fae with draconic lineage he’s even more compelled to use said power to ensure the security of all he finds precious. You were one such thing. As a result, he was seemingly hard-wired to protect you.

It started out small and barely noticeable, like most of his courtship attempts. At first, it was minuscule gestures, like magically removing hazardous rubble before you could even notice it during the occasional midnight walks spent in (objectively speaking) decrepit ruins. It escalated in a similarly subtle way. Evolving to guiding touches on the small of your back or the crook of your elbow. Then, it was his presence, clearing paths for you in the schools busy hallways, crowds dissolving at the mere sight of him. This was even more apparent once he’d begun joining you for lunch in the cafeteria. Coincidentally, on one such day a food fight broke out (curtesy of certain troublesome 1st year students sat a few tables away), one which you miraculosly escaped clean and unharmed from. What had seemed to be mere gestures of friendship and goodwill to you, had been much deeper to him. In truth, it was a declaration: You matter to me and I care for you so deeply that I will always ensure your protection, at any cost.

IV

Fae have many peculiar capabilities. Their magical aptitudes expand much further than any other species’, often manifesting in numerous walks of life. From an affinity for wildlife such as Silver’s (which stems from the blessing he received) all the way to enhanced senses and increased sensibility to magic, fae have developed in a different way. Their physiology is deeply tied to their magical capabilities, which often manifests as additional rare capabilities. Similarly to a unique magic, although much more common, these capabilities drew from the person’s respective characteristics. In the case of particularly powerful fae however, it unsurprisingly manifested as the ability to grant blessings. Blessings just like the one Malleus had granted you.

You’d suddenly found yourself to be luckier with each passing day: managing to get the last piece of your favourite cafeteria meal even though it was usually long gone before you even got in line or Crewel being late to the classes you were already late to so you ended up being marked as having been on time. These things, amongst many others, were a direct result of a certain blessing bestowed upon you (without your knowledge of course). However, you’d simply credited them to becoming more used to the way of life in NRC and your capability to integrate. After all, whose first guess as to a better quality of life would be a magical blessing from one of the most powerful beings in creation? The one thing you couldn’t quite explain however, was the rather abrupt decrease in Sebek’s outbursts. You’d eventually chalked it up to his gradual acceptance of the reluctant friendship he established with the rest of the 1st year group (which was also partly true, despite the fact that he’d never willingly acknowledge it). In actuality, fae blessings left a magical trace of sorts, one which was easily noticed by ones with an increased sensitivity to magic such as Sebek. Just what he managed to infer from said traces was something you’d remain unaware of, as he wisely decided it was best to leave things unmentioned. (The more powerful the caster, the more powerful the blessing, and more stongly felt magic. There certainly aren’t that many who could cast a blessing as strong as the one left on you. Sebek was in state of perpetual shock that stopped him from adressing it, while Lilia simply wasn’t a snitch. As a result, another one of Malleus’ gesutures went unnoticed.)

V

It’s a well known fact that whenever humans possess characteristcs drawing from animals, they tend to inherit certain urges and behavioural patterns. These behaviours range in both degree of effectivity and obviousness. These features are most obvious in beastmen (Jack’s tail wagging whenever he’s happy, similar to his canine counterpart), then mers (Azul having blue blood which would result in a purplish-blue blush due to his cephalopodic origin) Surprisingly, dragons in twisted wonderland deeply resemble the ones in this world. This is most evident in one aspect: the hoarding instinct. Both dragons, and dragon-adjecent beings have an innexplicable urge to collect things of value. (They’re like the British with other countries’ historical artifacts)

Intuitively, you cana determine that a dragon’s hoard would be their most prised possession; one they’d spare no effort in protecting and maintaining, especially after having spent possible centuries constructing it. Being so previous and valuable, these hoards are well hidden and protected, speculated to be the stuff of legend as they’ve never been witnessed to exist by a human eye. This suggests that the absolute highest honour anyone could receive would be to see this hoard, or even more so, touch an object part of it (the notion of being gifted something that had once been part of the hoard wasn’t even dreamt of).

You could only be surprised when trinkets of all sorts started showing up, seemingly out of nowhere. One day there was a beautiful shining gemstone on your windowsill. Another, a flower enchanted to never wilt. The gifts got more extravagant with each passing day, only further fueling your confusion (and slight irritation at the fact that despite all your efforts, this secret admirer still evaded your attempts to catch them in the act of leaving something behind) While this certainly hadn’t been Malleus’ intention, he’d narrowly missed you every time he’d left you behind a gift. Without any additional clues it had been impossible for you for to determine who had been leaving the gifts, resulting in yet another one of Malleus’ courting attempts to fail.

VI

Courtship amongst the fae (and various other residents of Briar Valley) was done in steps, increasing in the degree of affection the pursuant would display towards the object of their affections. After all, every relationship begins with small doses of affection before declaring full-blown “i love you”’s. The ultimate approach to courtship was an outright declaration of intent (which traditionally consisted of a first stage of reciprocal correspondence, followed by seeking the blessings of the other person’s family) Due to the situation at hand, Malleus resigned himself to expressing his deep infatuation feelings through a letter, deciding to leave it accompanied by another gift.

The following night, he’d shown up in the usual burst of magic at Ramshackle’s front porch. Just as usual, you threw on your coat, opened the door and went outside greeting him in a soft voice. What deviated from your usual routine however, was the fact that you were tightly, albeit carefully, clutching a letter in your hand. Further deviating from the norm, you begun to hold eye contact with him instead of immediately setting off on your walk like usual.

“I read your letter. All this time, I… I can’t believe that, well, you, umm…” you took another breath to steel your nerves before asking:

“You love me?”

“Irrevocably.” he answered with such a certainty that it seemed he was recounting an infallible truth

In that moment you leaned towards one another sharing a shy and hesitant, yet deeply loving kiss, all while interlacing hands with one another. Separating with matching grins, turning towards the path, going on the first of many nightly walks turned dates.

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[aquasarsstuff]

Prompt: Peepaw helps General Lilia with his love life

I've seen a lot of fics about General Lilia suddenly being transported into the future, and I was thinking of the same scenario but switch. Instead of General Lilia, we have peepaw going back in the past.

Basically, it's just peepaw finding ways so that General Lilia starts making a move on reader because both clearly like each other, but is too scared to act on it. The ways? Him being a rival 😂

You then started talking about peepaw, and General just thinks you've probably met another friend. He paid no attention to it, until that said friend had been giving you too much gifts as of late.

And then he goes Elsa mode:

"You shouldn't trust someone you've just met in a few weeks."

He then checks the packages one by one to make sure there wasn't anything suspicious. You gave him a "told you so" look. He just furrows his brow in annoyance, still not convince.

Then it got to the point where he started to make assumptions.

"You shouldn't be alone in a room with me. Your lover wouldn't like to hear that."

"What lover?"

He didn't answer back, but ever as persistent as you are, you kept the conversation going. The two of you went back-in-forth, until the two of you unintentionally confesses to each other.

"That's not true! Well, except that we're close, but how could I possibly like him when you're here?" "He's always been the talk of your mouth! And it pains to see me when I see that look in your eyes but never at me!"

Both of you paused. When the realization hit you, you swear you heard someone laughing in the distance.

————

Lilia was giggling to himself when he spotted you looking at him sternly. There in your arms was baby Silver sleeping peacefully, as he was wrapped like a cocoon with your warmth.

"Where have you been this past few days, Lilia Vanrouge?"

You must be really upset to pull out the government name. It seems like it's not only his younger self that needs some help on his love life.

[aninsanonlinexistance]

I need more child yuu fics. Like would kill for some rn

AND THERES NONE

like, I’d love to see how adeuce handles child yuu especially

PLUS, think of the potential dad Lilia fics. Like, how are they so far and few between. The material is right there

please, please, please give me some child yuu fics(tumblr or ao3 is fine) or even writers who make some like that so I can request them

[himasgod]

Deuce x Reader

Helping Deuce study

Where you help our dear and clumsy Deuce with his potion exercises <3

I'm not going to lie that I've developed a hyperfixation on deuce lmao so I had to write this I hope you like it <3

The NRC library was unusually quiet that afternoon, only the occasional rustling of pages and the scratching of quills filling the space. Despite the ideal study environment, Deuce's brow furrowed, his jaw clenched as he stared at his notebook, as if he wanted the solution to his potion problem to write itself.

You, sitting next to him, looked at him with a mixture of tenderness and amusement.

"Deuce…" you gently called his attention, resting your chin on the palm of your hand.

He didn't even look up.

"Give me a second… I'm almost there…"

You knew that wasn't true. Deuce had this habit of insisting on solving everything himself, even if he'd been mulling over the same problem for half an hour without coming to a conclusion. And while you admired his determination, you also knew he was sometimes too stubborn.

"You've been writing and erasing the same equation for fifteen minutes."

"It's not true!" he immediately retorted, but as soon as he saw your incredulous look, he slumped his shoulders and sighed. "…Okay, yeah. I don't understand anything."

You giggled before moving a little closer.

"Let me see," you said, leaning over his notebook.

Deuce tensed slightly when your arm brushed against his. Even though you'd been together for months, he still got nervous when you were too close. It was adorable.

"Look, here's the problem." You pointed to the part where he'd mixed up the unit conversions. "Instead of multiplying, you'd have to divide by the magic density to get the exact amount."

Deuce blinked.

Then he blinked again.

"Oh."

"Yeah, 'oh,'" you mocked with a smile. "See? It wasn't that complicated."

He scratched the back of his neck, clearly embarrassed.

“Tsk… I guess I was making this more complicated than necessary.”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly, picking up his pen and writing the correction in his notebook. As you did so, you felt his gaze fixed on you.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, still writing.

Deuce quickly looked away, as if you’d caught him doing something inappropriate.

“N-Nothing… just… you’re amazing at this,” he murmured, crossing his arms with a slight blush on his cheeks. “I like watching you explain things. You look… really cool. and... and cute...”

He said that last part so quietly you barely heard it, but the blush on his face gave it away.

You paused for a moment before smiling sweetly at him.

“Was that a compliment, Deucey?”

“Don’t ruin it!” he protested, burying his face in his arm on the table. “It’s hard for me to say things like that without you making fun of me.”

"I'm not making fun of you," you said, leaning your head on his shoulder. "I like it when you're honest with me."

Deuce was silent for a few seconds, probably trying to process the sudden contact.

"You're always honest, so… I want to be honest with you too," he murmured at last, leaning into you slightly.

The heat in your chest intensified at his words. Deuce had always been someone who spoke his mind with his heart on his sleeve, but when it came to things like this, you could still see how clumsy and sweet he could be.

"So, does that mean you want to study with me more often?" you asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

He remained silent before nodding with a small sigh.

"Yeah… but not just because I need help studying," he said quietly. "I like being with you, even if we're stuck in the library with these damn conversion problems."

Your smile widened.

"Then I'll make studying more fun for you. How about after each topic you learn, I give you a reward?"

Deuce blinked, confused.

"Reward?"

You leaned down until your lips gently brushed against his cheek, placing a short but effective kiss that made his entire face turn red.

"Hey!" he gasped, bringing his hand to his cheek. "That's cheating!"

"Don't you like the reward?"

Deuce looked at you in disbelief, then looked away, his brow furrowed, his lips pursed, as if he were trying to resist a smile.

"…Well, if you put it that way… I guess I can try harder," he said, feigning indifference.

You didn't believe him for a second.

"Then let's get to it!" you exclaimed, opening his book to the next page. "Every time you get something right, I'll give you another kiss."

"W-Wait, that's too much—"

"What? Don't you want to improve your grades?"

Deuce looked at you, then at his notebook, and then back at you.

Finally, he cleared his throat and picked up his pen again, renewed determination in his eyes.

"Okay… but be prepared, because I'm going to get every one right!" he said with a confidence that made you smile.

Maybe studying with Deuce wasn't so bad after all.