A Yuu you can't understand...
This is such an unoriginal idea, but I really like the concept of Yuu not speaking the common language in Twisted Wonderland.
Warnings: Gender neutral reader, bad writing, shit fic. 2nd person pov
Pairing: Various characters x reader
It was something you should have expected, really. Getting transported to a whole new world filled with magic and new species is something entirely on its own. So why would you expect to be able to speak their language? Or for them to speak your own?
In all fairness, no one expects to be able to understand a floating cat that has the ability to breathe fire. You could only stare up at the small monster as he looks down at you. Nothing but blank stares and foreign words being shared between the two of you. You had later learned that his name was Grim. Or something like that. It had taken a while before he finally understood that you weren’t from the island or anywhere in Twisted Wonderland really. As if not having magic was hard enough, you also couldn’t speak with anyone either…
It had been a few weeks since you joined NRC that Ace learned to understand you…or to the best of his abilities. Everyone knows he’s not the brightest but they couldn’t help but respect him for his determination. Perhaps it’s because you two spend a lot of time together or because he’s known you the longest but he’s really the only one who understands you.
“Uhh…Ace?” Cater laughs nervously as you throw a few nonsensical terms at him in a tone he understands to be enthusiastic. He looks over his shoulder at the 1st year who’s helping Trey in the kitchen, a desperate look in his eyes as he silently pleads for help. “What are they saying?”
Both Ace and Trey look up in unison.Trey only gives a small laugh before he goes back to icing the freshly baked cupcakes for the tea party later. Ace sighs and dusts off his hands before walking over to the pair. “Hey,” he stops in front of you with crossed arms. “What’s going on?”
You look up at Ace for a few seconds, almost as if you’re processing what he said. Then suddenly, in a flurry of words and some hand motions, you spoke animatedly about whatever it was. There were a few words in the common language thrown in there, some Ace had taught you in order to help you out a bit, that Cater and Trey half understood given your accent. Ace nodded along the whole time, giving a few “uh huhs” and “yeahs” whenever you paused. It felt like a whole ten minutes before you stopped and stared at Ace, nothing but hope in your eyes as he thought long and hard about what you said.
It took a while before he turned to Cater with a serious yet casual look on his face, “they want to film a video with you. Something about the latest trend going around about a dance?”
Cater stared at Ace in shock. “How did you…,” he looked between Ace and you for a bit before standing up straighter. Slowly, he smiled and held up his phone. “Doesn’t matter! Come on, let’s go through the trends to see which one you want.”
You nodded along with a smile on your face before following him. Ace sighed as he watched you leave, knowing you had no idea what Cater just said but you’re just happy to be included. He turns and walks back to the counter next to Trey. Silently, he continues to cut the strawberries he was working on earlier as he thought about how to help you. Trey looked at him with a knowing smirk but decided not to say anything, he’ll tell Riddle later how much Ace has grown since the first day.
You rushed down the crowded hallway and against the flow of traffic, occasionally bumping into other students as they tried to head to lunch. Most of them walked out of your path when they saw the anxious look on your face. All but one.
“Hey,” Leona suddenly appeared out of nowhere. You practically jumped when he grabbed your shoulders and stopped you in the middle of the hallway. More students walked around and a few of them stared but he didn’t care, not when the foreign 1st year he came to tolerate looked panicked. “What’s wrong?”
As if you understood you started talking at a hundred words per minute in a frantic tone. You looked over his shoulder as if looking for someone before turning back to him and spoke even faster. He could only stare at you with a pinched expression as he caught some familiar words but most sounded otherworldly. “Slow down,” he growled, which caused you to stop. “What or who are you looking for?”
You stayed silent for a bit before taking a small step back. He watched with a raised eyebrow before pausing when he saw you motion with your hands. As if you were playing a game of charades, you raised your hands to mimic a pair of animal ears and a tail. He watched with increasing amusement as you made a claw motion with your hands before smirking, “Jack? Is that who you’re looking for?”
You nodded as soon as you heard the familiar name. A wave of relief washed over you now that someone somewhat understood you. Leona chuckled quietly before wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “Come on,” he led you down the hallway, “I’ll lead you to him.”
“Floyd! Where-what are they doing?” Azul sighed as he walked out of his office and stopped next to Jade. The pair watched as Floyd and you stared at each other in silence. No words were said except for the occasional change in the two of your guys' expressions as if a joke was said, which only caused customers to run away.
“I believe they’re talking,” Jade said in amusement. A slow smirk coming to his lips brought a hand up to cover his laugh. “They’ve been like this for half an hour now, ever since the Prefect came in.”
Azul sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He took a slow deep breath before walking over and interrupting the moment. “Floyd,” he spoke through gritted teeth as he looked from you to the twin. “What’s going on?”
Floyd snapped out of his trance and turned to Azul. A toothy smile graced his face as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Huh? Oh, shrimpy and I were talking.”
“Were you,” Azul sighed as heard Jade laughing in the background. He glanced at you and saw the clueless expression you always seem to wear when other people were talking. “Of course you two understand each other," he muttered before deciding to walk away from the situation all together.
The two of you watched Azul walk away before looking back at each other. Once again, no words were said but there was a complete understanding between the two of you.
A rich aroma filled the kitchen as the sun began to set in Scarabia. You watched with your chin on your arms as Jamil cooked dinner. There was a comfortable silence between the two of you and a relaxing atmosphere that he wasn’t quite used to. You stared in awe as he stirred the pot of soup before opening your mouth to speak. Without looking away, Jamil spoke before you could, “yes. You can have some of the vegetables.”
A smile immediately graced your face before you sat up and reached over to the cutting board full of vegetables. The silence continued except for the occasional sound of the stove fire cracking and your chewing. You sat there in bliss, thankful that someone finally understood you without much difficulty.
It had been like that between Jamil and you for a while. A relationship that bloomed through food over the course of a few weeks. When everyone else tried to avoid you or simply ignored you, he stood there and gave you your favorite meal even though you had never told him.
Jamil watched as you ate happily. He looked back down at the soup in the pot as he continued to stir the liquid. He knew you enjoyed these moments and the other times he gave you food. He knew you enjoyed the fact that he seemed to understand you. He just didn't have the heart to tell you it was due to trial and error by giving you new foods…
You were in twisted wonderland for only two weeks, three days, and seven hours before Rook had somehow learned your entire language. Well, language through actions and the occasional phrases you would let out when trying to speak to someone.
He was intrigued the moment he first saw you at the ceremony and heard the foreign dialect on your tongue. He listened intently to every syllable and to the tone of everything you said. It was then that he declared you would be his next project.
So, over the course of those two weeks he watched. He watched from across the hall, the cafeteria, and even in trees when you didn’t know he was looking. He took down notes and memorized the common terms you used and the context you used them in. It was difficult but when Rook is determined he gets things done. It took countless hours before he felt confident in speaking to you directly. So he did.
It felt like a random day when you were walking down the hallway and accidentally bumped into him. You turned and saw the random student and spoke up politely in your own language, “sorry.” You gave a small smile in hopes he understood your intentions before going to turn around.
“It’s okay,” Rook spoke up in a flawless accent. He smiled when he saw you turn around in shock before continuing. “It was my fault. I didn't mean to-ah!”
Suddenly, you let out a yell that caused the whole hallway to stop and stare. You grabbed Rook’s hands and started jumping as you spoke enthusiastically, not caring for the stares from your classmates or even Ace and Deuce who watched in shock at the sudden outburst. “You understand me!” You beamed while jumping even more, “I can’t believe it! This is amazing!”
To everyone else you looked crazy as you spoke loud in the unfamiliar language. They watched in shock as you smiled brightly and jumped while holding onto Pomefiore’s weird vice housewarden. Even Ace and Deuce stood in shock because they’ve never seen you like this before. But to Rook? He smiled happily at your excitement and laughed as he gripped your hands just as tightly. “That’s right!” He laughed before speaking with you, much to everyone’s surprise. Yeah, he quickly became your favorite..and translator.
“Hold on…,” Idia murmured as he messed with the small box in his hands. He had spent hours trying to build a translator for you. Thanks to Ortho’s help and recordings, he thinks he has it. “There,” he handed the box to you. “Try it.”
You stared cluelessly at what seemed to be a small speaker before taking it from him. Flipping it over in your hands, you looked from the box to him, before speaking to him. A short sentence came out of the box, much to Idia’s surprise before it glitched out and went silent again.
He groaned loudly and snatched the box from you before grabbing the screwdriver. You watched as muttered quietly in frustration while pulling out wires. Slowly, you moved to sit next to him on his bed and looked over his shoulder to watch him work. He froze as he felt how close you were, a small shade of pink gracing the tips of his hair as he laughed nervously.
“What are you…,” he looked at you as he spoke hesitantly before sighing at the look in your eyes. He sighed before going back to fixing the translator as he murmured quietly. “Why do I bother? There's not a thought behind those eyes…”
There was a comfortable silence between the two of you as he worked. You watched as he worked with a pinched expression before resting your head on his shoulder. He tensed slightly before sighing and grabbing his tablet to fix the coding. Despite the language barrier, Idia had come to like you. Perhaps it’s because he doesn’t feel judged by you or because you seem comfortable around him but he came to consider you his best friend. He sighed as he set the tablet aside before glancing at you, “I guess we’ll try again tomorrow…”
It wasn’t the most orthodox method but it did work. The first time Silver went into your dreams it was by complete mistake. He looked around at the neverending grass field before recognizing you on a top of the field. He was only going to stay a minute before he suddenly heard your voice and in a language he understood.
“Come here,” you spoke softly to a bunny that approached you. You cooed quietly as the small fluffball before recognizing Silver as he stood next to you. “Strange,” you murmured more to yourself than him, “I usually go through this dream alone.”
He stood there in shock as he heard your words. Usually he would stare at you in confusion whenever you spoke but here he can. Slowly, he sat down next to you and stared down at the bunny in your lap before he spoke up softly, “Sorry.”
He watched as your eyes widened before a small smile graced your face. You looked back at the bunny and spoke quietly, “well if this is the only actual conversation I can get…this dream won’t be so bad.”
You smiled at him before laying down in the grass. He watched for a few moments before laying down next to you. The two of you stared up at the sunny sky, a blissful dream truly. Silver thought silently to himself, if you were that happy to have a conversation then he’ll certainly go into your dreams more often.
