Hello hello, thanks for checking out my blog! I'm Laurie (she/her, 19).
I got into Twisted Wonderland quite some time ago. The amazing characters just... immediately captured my attention — to the point where I decided to write about them. And here we are now ✨
About my writing:
I only write for Twisted Wonderland; that means I don't usually write cross-overs, but we can gladly talk about them.
I only write scenarios.
I only write reader-inserts.
I only write female or gender-neutral inserts, nowadays mostly gender-neutral tho.
I love love love writing fluff, and that's what you'll see most on my blog. 😳
I don't write NSFW.
I reserve the right to delete requests at my own discretion.
Here's the masterlist to all my works posted on tumblr.
hey, are you doing ok? I haven’t seen you posting anything in a really long time.
Hey guys! I know it's been ages since my last post 🫠 I started university this summer and the first semester went really well! I'm really happy with my current situation, and I'm about to start my second semester soon. So yes, I'm doing more than okay 💕
Sadly, university is taking up most of my time and I've currently lost interest in twst and writing in general (I probably won't be updating my quotev books anytime soon either)... so I'll be on a break!
Me losing interest in writing has happened before, and the motivation to pick up writing again often came back really out of nowhere 👀 I don't know what the future holds, but this isn't a permanent goodbye. For now, I'll be taking a break from Tumblr and writing
I want to take this opportunity to really thank you guys for your support and all the fun I had interacting with you here. I spent two years writing my heart out and chatting with you all — two years I'll never forget 💕💕
Are we allowed to use your OCS in our fics? It would be more like an avengers cameo, so I wouldn't use Him much, but I wanted to get permission. If not, absolutely no worries, he is just so hot 😭
Hi author I'm just wondering are you going to make more of twstx reader barbie au cause I'm really hooked
LOL that was way way back into the ancient times of my blog. But now that the new Barbie movie came out (IT'S REALLY GOOD BTW), maybe Barbie stuff would be appropriate 👀
Everyone is welcome to send Barbie related asks or edits!!
In which (Y/n) finds a doll that bears a strange resemblance to Vil. The two enjoy some tea until Ace and Deuce show up to cause some ruckus.
The doll turns out to be the real Vil when (Y/n) accidentally kisses it.
Requested by @akemiozawa.
"(Y/n)? What are you doing?"
You turned your gaze to the door of the Ramshackle living door as if you had been caught red-handed at the crime scene. Your eyes fell on none other than Ace and Deuce, whose gazes were trained at the blond doll seated across from you. They continued to stare at the two cups of tea on the coffee table, a steaming pot in between them.
"Having afternoon tea with my friend," you said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Ignoring their presence, you took another sip from your cup.
Ace stared at the doll owlishly, then he broke out into laughter. "That's a doll, (Y/n)," he wheezed and almost doubled over.
"Shut up," you said with a roll of your eyes. "Don't hurt Vil's feelings like that."
Your words prompted the most confusion-laced gaze you had ever received from Deuce. "I hate to break it to you, (Y/n). But that's not Vil. That's a doll." The blue-haired boy hesitated for a moment as his eyes scanned the doll curiously. He quirked an eyebrow in realisation. "Although... that doll does look a lot like Vil. Did you make it yourself?"
The doll possessed the same brilliant blond hair with purplish tips that the Pomefiore dorm leader was known for. And its eyes were a soft lavender hue, too. But what was most unnerving was the way the doll carried itself: It possessed the same confidence and elegance that Vil himself exuded. Shoulders not slouched at all and with its chin raised high, the doll seemed to look down upon Ace and Deuce.
"I found the doll in one of the classrooms," you explained fondly. "And since Vil is too busy to spend time with me like always, I've decided to entertain myself with this mini-version of him. He has quite grown on me. So adorable and soft!"
"I've always found dolls creepy..." Deuce began to shudder, averting his gaze from the doll.
Slowly but surely, Ace's lips morphed into a smug grin. The red-head crossed his arms and began snickering. "You take better care of that doll than of Grim."
"That's not true!" An offended huff escaped your lips. "I just sometimes need a break from Grim," you murmured under your breath. Then you took another sip from your cup, planning to ignore the two troublemakers for now. You still had hopes to have a lovely time with the doll Vil.
Yet your plans were thrown out of the window when Ace suddenly let out a frightened shriek. "Ew! The doll just bit me!" he yelled in fear and, unable to stop his reflexes, threw the doll at the wall.
An unimpressed frown appeared on Deuce's face as he watched his scared friend. "Dolls can't bite, Ace..."
"No, really. It bit me," Ace insisted, trembling. "Are you sure it's just a regular doll, (Y/n)?"
"Now that you say it, Ace... The doll does emit a strange aura of magic," his blue-haired friend muttered after a while.
The doll lay motionlessly on the ground after having been thrown at the wall. Although it faced the ground, the doll seemed to be at least in one piece and without any other notable damage. You immediately rushed over to the doll and picked it up into your arms like a worried mother hen.
"Stop throwing around my little boy like that!" you yelled at the two Heartslabyul students. Meanwhile, you cradled the doll in your arms. "Come now, Vil. You're okay. I'll protect you."
"Stop coddling that cursed doll!" Ace sneered, trying to hide his fear.
A soft sigh escaped your lips while you ran your fingers through the doll's silky hair. Within a few seconds, the doll looked like new. But still, its expression seemed to have morphed into an angry scowl when before, it was a confident smile. "Did your face hit the wall when Ace threw you?" you asked as you noticed the doll's sour expression. "My poor baby, come on... I'll kiss it better..."
You carefully brought the doll to your eye-level. Your two friends were about to call you a freak for kissing a doll, but as your lips made contact with the porcelain of the doll, you felt its small body shift and twist into something else. Your lungs constricted when a puff of violet smoke filled the living room of the Ramshackle dorm. Violent coughs escaped your lips.
A round of gasps echoed around the room once the smoke had cleared up. You three first-years couldn't help but stare at the tall blond male standing there in all his glory. His hands rested on his hips as he stared down the two Heartslabyul students, blaming them for the red bruise on his forehead.
"Vil?!" you three cried out in unison.
Ace let out a cheer despite the precarious situation he was stuck in. "Hah! I knew the doll was cursed."
Embarrassment heated up your cheeks, and you couldn't help but avert your gaze to the ground. All the hours you had spent cuddling the doll and taking care of it, he seemed to remember. You gulped, unable to face Vil. "You... were that doll?"
"What were you thinking, throwing me around like a rag doll, potato?" Vil hissed out like a venomous snake that was about to devour Ace.
"I didn't know it was you! You were a rag doll literally!"
Deuce still couldn't even begin to understand the situation. His eyes kept darting between the three other inhabitants of the room. "How did this even happen?"
Vil let out a sigh, but his frown lessened when you brought him a pack of ice. His long fingers pressed the soothing coldness to his bruised forehead. "I don't know. Epel must have slipped something into my water to get away again. I never realised he was capable to something this potent though... I am quite proud of him," he explained and sat down in the chair the doll had previously occupied.
"Uhm... But I hope you still enjoyed the tea time, Vil..." A nervous smile graced your lips as you finally managed to summon the courage to look him in the eyes.
A little chuckle escaped the dorm leader's lips. "I did, dear. We shall repeat this again some time. It was quite nice to be forced to take a break from my hectic schedule." He took a sip from his previously untouched cup of tea. His tense muscles relaxed immediately. "Your presence is quite soothing, I must admit. Everything was okay until these two potatoes showed up."
"Hey! You bit me!" Ace huffed in dismay.
The room suddenly grew cold when Vil cleared his throat threateningly. "Perhaps I should turn you two into dolls and throw you around, too?" the Pomefiore dorm leader asked coldly.
"Vil, it's okay," you whispered and placed your hand on his arm. "Stress isn't good for your skin, remember?"
At your words, Vil's apprehension towards your friends seemed to die down. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he rolled his shoulders tiredly. "Fine, potato. But only because it's you. Now, I'd like more tea, please."
In which Floyd's transformation potion wears off, causing him to be stuck in his eel-merman form in a large tank.
Now (Y/n) has to entertain him.
Request by anon.
You had always admired the Mostro Lounge's interior design. Large tanks that lined the walls, some that connected to the vast ocean outside the building and allowed little fish and other creatures to pass through. You used to spend a lot of time watching all these adorable and innocent creatures swim past the glass facade. But now, all of them had been chased away by a vicious predator.
Floyd.
You exhaled and watched as he terrorised the last remaining guppies until they fled the tank. The large eel-merman was left alone in the tank, now bored out of his mind. There were no more little fish to torment. So he turned to you, who stood outside the tank and watched him swim around. He flashed his teeth at you, you poor little fish.
"Shrimpy!" he cried out once his head penetrated the surface of the tank. His arms were resting on the upper edge of the tank, the water from his skin dripping to the ground. He shot you a sly smile. "Come a little closer. I don't bite."
You wrapped your arms around yourself, making sure your blazer was still dry. Despite his pressing gaze, you didn't move a centimetre. "I don't wanna get wet. You splashed Azul when he gave you your lunch earlier."
Floyd let out a groan at your reply. "Shrimpy, don't be such a guppy!"
His words caused you to quirk an eyebrow. "I'm not a guppy. I have good reasons not to trust you," you said, a tad bit of playfulness lingering in your voice. You chortled softly, knowing better than to come closer to him.
"What?! I'm as innocent as those little spikeballs from the Heartslabyul garden, the ones you like to cuddle! I deserve appreciation too, don't I?" the merman whined, as if your words had offended him. He pulled his arms away from the ledge of the tank and sank to the bottom of the tank, so he could face you properly. His long tail curled around the floor as he glared at you, the glass wall being the only thing separating you two.
You shrugged softly. "Who says you won't pull me into that tank if I get closer."
"I would never. I swear on Jade."
His words drew loud laughter from your lips. You almost doubled over from how intense the wheezes were that shook your body. "You'd swear on your own brother?" you asked and held your stomach in pain. As your laughter faded out into chuckles, you gazed around the empty Mostro Lounge. "I hope he didn't hear that..."
Floyd chuckled along, but his laughter quickly turned into grumbles of annoyance again. "Come on, Shrimpy. I'm bored!" he complained again and swam circles in his tank. It was large enough to allow for vast movement, but it was empty of any entertainment. "I wanna walk again, poke your side and annoy you."
You chuckled and crossed your arms. "Yeah, you're a real menace. Maybe it's good you're stuck in that tank for a few hours," you teased him. Unable to help yourself, you stuck your tongue out at him.
Floyd clutched his chest dramatically and sank to the bottom of the tank, where he remained motionlessly. "Shrimpy, you're so mean to me..."
Laughter spilled from your lips, and you couldn't help but tap your finger nail against the glass wall. "Stop it, Floyd. You're so dramatic."
"You're breaking my heart..." the eel-merman whined before regaining life again. At the speed of light, he shot up from the ground of the tank and zoomed off into a dark corner.
You brought your face closer to the glass, your eyes scanning the vast tank. The back was littered with large stones and tall kelp plants. Even though his tail was long, he somehow managed to easily hide amongst the flora of the tank. A worried feeling made itself apparent in your stomach. "Floyd? Where are you? Come out again," you yelled out nervously.
Did your playful banter go too far? Did you actually manage to insult him.
Your head began to spin with thoughts of how hurt he must feel. Feeling awful, you desperately searched for any sign of life from him. But your eyes never managed to see past the plants and rocks in the tank. He was nowhere to be found.
With each passing minute of your fruitless search, guilt and dread weighed down your conscience. You began to feel bad about what you had said to him. Any attempt of calling out to him was met with awful silence. With Floyd gone, the empty Mostro Lounge became eerie and lifeless.
Your guilt got the better of you, and you climbed up the ladder that led to the upper ledge of the tank. Your eyes scanned the crystal clear water, but even from up there, you couldn't manage to find him amongst the kelp. With your hands tightly gripping onto the ledge, you leaned over the tank.
"Floyd... I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said," you murmured softly. "Please come out again. I'm worried about you..."
You're met with silence again. He still seemed too hurt to reply you. Or that's what you thought at least. With all the feelings of guilt that plagued you, you didn't notice the threatening shadow that approached you from below. Your torse continued to lean over the ledge, desperately trying to find your friend in the tank.
That was until a webbed hand shot out from the water and grabbed your arm. A scream escaped your lips as you were pulled into the tank with ease. Your body toppled over the ledge and plunged into the water. Strong limbs and an even stronger tail constricted most of your panicked movement.
Your clothes felt heavy and your eyes burnt as you were finally able to open them. You came face to face with a mischievously grinning Floyd. He held you tightly, but making sure your head remained above the water. An unsettling giggle escaped his lips. "I never was mad at you. I just needed you to feel guilty and come closer to the tank so I could pull you in."
You glared at him, but your anger was only half-hearted. "You sly eel..."
Your struggling is met with carefree laughter from his side. "That's what we're known as. Smart, sly and slippery!" he exclaimed smugly and swam around the tank with you. A bright smile was plastered onto his face, akin to that of a child that had just received a present.
"I should have known this was just another one of your ploys," you murmured in dismay.
Floyd pressed you against him until you could only wheeze out your complaints. "You're like a rubber duck! So easily squeezable and cute," he cooed playfully.
"Hey, let me go!" you cried out with red cheeks.
His laughter turned louder, until it filled the entirety of the Mostro Lounge. "Sorry, no can do, Shrimpy. You're my little rubber ducky until I get my transformation potion."
"Azul! Hurry up with the potion!" you yelled out at the top of your lungs.
Before you could say more, Floyd pulled you underwater to shut you up. After a few seconds of having his fun, he pulled you up again. A giggle escaped his lips at your disoriented state. He merely soothed your strangled whines by pulling you closer, his arms circling around your waist.
An eerie smile decorated his face as he patted your head. "Oh, he can take his time. I don't mind...."
omg last night i had a dream you deleted your blog and made a post talking about it on an alt and it was so realistic i thought it actually happened until i checked 😭😭😭😭
💀💀 DON'T WORRY I'm actually alive. I just graduated high school uheheuehe and now I have some free time before university starts ✨️
i don't know if someone has asked you this before so i apologise in advance, can we write something based off of your works? like your recent fic about the sleepover with ace and deuce, can we write something similar to that? but with basically the same plot? i am very sorry if this comes off as rude.
I mean sure as long as you don't copy everything. Oh and tag me I wanna see 👀💕
In which (Y/n) discusses potential love interests with Ace and Deuce during a sleepover.
Little do they know that practically the entire school is outside of Ramshackle, listening in on them.
Idea by anon.
You were busy setting up some snacks and pillows for the upcoming sleepover when Ace and Deuce barged into the Ramshackle dorm loudly. The ground shook as their feet stomped onto the old floor boards loudly in excitement. You looked up to find a wide grin on Ace's face.
"Today is the day, (Y/n)! Have you ever wondered what it's like to have an older brother? No matter if you already had an older brother in your own world, I consider myself your older brother now," Ace exclaimed and ruffled your hair playfully.
You furrowed your eyebrows in playful disbelief. "Really? Sometimes you act like you can't stand me, Ace."
Your words drew a soft chuckle from Deuce. "I'm sure that's how he and his brother used to treat each other."
With a mere roll of his eyes, Ace sank into the couch and made himself comfortable. "Shut up, it's just mean love." And yet his eyes glinted mischievously as he suddenly zoomed in on you. His lips were curled up into a sly grin. "Anyway, since we're having a sleepover, don't you think it's time to talk about boys, (Y/n)?"
You quirked an eyebrow at his words. "Uh... we're at an all boys school. What's there to talk about?"
"I'm sure Ace is talking crushes and what not," Deuce said with a proud smile in his lips. "As your older brothers, it is our task to prevent your heart from being broken."
"You two are adorable..." You laughed softly, shaking your head in amusement.
Ace clapped his hand in utter excitement. His hands waved you to make yourselves comfortable too before he began, "Well, alright. So, let's start with Heartslabyul! Please tell us you don't like Riddle."
"I guess he's pretty cute," you said and snickered softly.
Ace let out an exasperated sigh, further sinking into one of the pillows. "Cute? You should come over when he's angry at us."
You smiled fondly. "But he's adorable when he's angry. He gets all red and starts stammering."
"Riddle is off the table. He's our boss," Deuce agreed with his friend. "But Trey and Cater are fair game."
Your smile widened. "Cater is really funny, he always makes me laugh. And Trey, is really nice! He always gives me some of his left-over pastries."
"Hm... You should go for Trey! He'd give us some pastries, too," Ace chimed like a greedy fox.
His words drew a series of chuckles from Deuce. "You're so selfish, Ace. But I never say no to his baked goods." Then the blue-haired boy turned to you and smiled curiously. "Anyway, so what about Savanaclaw?"
Ace crossed his fingers and squeezed his eyes shut. "Please don't like Leona. Please don't like Leona," he murmured repeatedly, like a prayer.
A wistful breath escaped your lips. "He is really handsome..."
"Yeah but super mean," Deuce said sternly, a little bit of worry lacing his voice. His eyebrow quirked up in amusement too as he looked you up and down. "So you're into bad boys, (Y/n)?"
His question made you ponder for a while, but you eventually shook your head. "Hm... I don't really have a type? But I'm more into nice guys. I also think Jack is really adorable unintentionally. He's always so stoic but I know he has a good heart underneath his hard facade."
"What do you think about Ruggie? He's also pretty hard-working," Deuce murmured in admiration.
"Eh, he is kinda slimy? Always sucks up to Leona." Ace rolled his eyes in a disapproving fashion. But before you could even reply, he already had waved you off. "But anyway, let's move onto Octavinelle. Or else we'll be talking until tomorrow morning. We have classes, you know?"
A soft giggle escaped your lips, and your eyes stared off into the distance. "I think Azul's really cute with his glasses... Oh and also his mole? He's so handsome..." you began to ramble like a little child.
"You're kinda into mean guys, (Y/n)," Deuce huffed and crossed his arms in playful dismay, just like Ace. A little shiver ran down their backs at what happened not too long ago. "Did you forget what he did to us with those contracts? He worked us off like slaves!"
"But he has changed his ways, right?"
"Well, Azul is better than the Leech twins," Deuce murmured and shook his head nervously. "Jade... unnerves me. His smile never fully reaches his eyes."
"And Floyd's mood swings sometimes get really bad during basketball practice sessions."
You waved their nervous attitude off. "I do think that Jade has a mysterious charm to him. Also, Floyd is really funny whenever I'm spending time with him." A bout of laughter escaped your lips at the memory of all the shenanigans you've gotten into with the more unhinged twin.
Ace rolled his eyes at the way you talked about Floyd. "Yeah, that's because you're you and not us. We're not his shrimpy. We're just guppies." The red-head's eyes quickly lit up again as he continued, "But anyway, talking about the basketball club. What about Jamil?"
"Hm... I admire how he always works hard. I've never really seen him rest? He's always running around, doing errands for Kalim or chasing after him." A little snicker escaped your lips, and you couldn't help but admit, "Also, his hair is really pretty. I'm so jealous."
At your words, Ace eyes lit up mischievously. "Oh, you can date Kalim instead! He's very nice, nothing mean about him. And if you did date him, he'd spend a lot of money on you! And you in return can share some of your newfound gold digger money with us," he explained and rubbed his palms together like a villain.
You quickly punched his shoulder in playfuly annoyance. "Really? So that's what all of this is about?" you scoff. "You're so mean. Kalim is a genuinely nice guy who deserves someone that's not a gold digger. Maybe he is a little naive, though..."
Deuce laughed at the way his friend held his shoulder in pain. "Well, Ace is the gold digger here. If you're interested in Kalim, you should go for it, (Y/n)."
An offended gasp escaped the red-head's lips when his two friend began ganging up on him. He merely crossed his arms. "Ugh, you guys throwing insults at me reminds me of Vil and his VDC boot camp." His gaze turned more intense as he put his attention on you. "Please don't tell me you like Vil. He is like... our constantly disappointed mom. You don't wanna date your mom, right?"
You feigned to gag at his words. "Ew, you're ruining everything, Ace..."
"Vil does have very high expectations of everyone around him," Deuce chimed in. "Also, he's super famous! Your relationship would be pretty public, right?"
"I guess so." You exhale in disappointment, clutching your knees closer to your chest. "But what would Vil ever want with someone like me? He's way out of my league."
Ace's eyes turned narrow at your words. Without a warning, he grabbed you by your shoulders to shake you back and forth. "Do I need to beat some self-esteem into you, (Y/n)?"
His words actually managed to cheer you up. The sad frown on your face was soon replaced by an amused smile. "No thanks. Let's just move on." You peel Ace's hands off you and look at your two friends in excitement. "What about Rook? I love how he talks. And he's always so positive about things."
Deuce nodded along. "I like Rook's attitude, too. He never gives up once he has his sights set on something."
Still, Ace pursed his lips in worry. "Yeah, but if you look at it from a negative side — he's a stalker. I'd be careful if I were you, (Y/n). Why don't you go with Epel? He's pretty harmless."
"Epel wouldn't like to hear that," you said in amusement.
Ace broke out laughing at your words, and then he put his finger to his lips in a secretive fashion. "That guy couldn't harm a fly."
You waved him off. "I don't know about that. He can be very feisty at times, but his outbursts are always hilarious, anyway. Also, I think his accent is cute." Your voice drifts off as your eyes turn dreamy. You were staring off into the distance when you trailed off, "Do you know who else is cute?"
"Octavinelle Student C?" Deuce asked curiously.
You laughed softly at his words. "Yeah, him too. But I was actually talking about Idia." A little snicker escaped your lips, and you leaned backwards to sink into a large pillow. Your eyes stared up at the dusty ceiling. "He's so mysterious."
"You have some strange tastes, (Y/n)." Ace rolled his eyes again, even nudging your shoulder to get you out of your trance. "That guy is super weird. Always a shut-in and when the rare occasion arises where he socialises with people, he's always rude."
"Maybe there is more behind him after all," Deuce said in amusement.
"The next thing you tell us is that you're into Malleus. Please don't tell me you're into that scary fae."
Another series of chuckles escaped your lips at Ace's desperate question. The exasperation in his eyes somehow brought you great amusement. "I mean, Malleus and I get along really well. I like spending time with him," you explained with a fond smile on your face. "Some evenings, I stay awake and hope that he appears with his fireflies like he always does. It's the only thing keeping me sane when I can't sleep because of Grim's snoring."
"If you like mysterious people, you're at the right place with Diasomnia. You must like Lilia and Silver, huh?" Deuce asked, his eyes shining knowingly.
You finally sat up, nodding. "I'm really curious about Lilia, actually. But he never tells much about himself. He is really funny, though! He's got the best dad jokes," you replied in amusement. "And as for Silver, I do wish I could have spent more time with him? But he's always asleep, so I haven't had much of an opportunity to talk to him yet."
"Silver should try looking into this invention called 'caffeine'," Ace joked and laughed.
Deuce merely rolled his eyes at the banter. "Don't be so harsh. I don't think his sleepiness will be fixed if he chugs litres of coffee, Ace."
"Also, talking about Diasomnia, I do have a soft spot for Sebek," you murmured under your breath, suddenly shy. "I think his hard-working attitude and his determination when it comes to protecting his dorm leader are admirable. I know he yells a lot, but it is pretty cute when he gets angry."
"Oh, so you're into angry guys— got it. Angry and mysterious," Ace teased you.
Deuce continued to look at you with the utmost of curiosity. "No really, (Y/n). What's your type?"
You couldn't help but snicker at their expectant gazes. Your sly snickering filled the room. "You'll never know~"
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While the three of you were chatting away in front of the cosy fireplace, a horde of students — practically the whole school — had amassed in front of the fogged-up windows to Ramshackle's living room. Through a miracle and an incredible amount of discipline, the crowd had managed to stay silent while listening in on you and your discussion about them.
But now that most of them had heard your opinion on them, all hell broke loose amongst them.
The darkness of the night was almost illuminated by Riddle's red face. The sight drew an angry huff from him. "(Y/n) was exaggerating when saying that I always turn red when I get angry! The audacity! I should have the prefect beheaded." He was seething angrily as he watched his two first-years laugh along with you. "And Spade and Trappola talking badly behind my back... Those two deserve to be beheaded, as well."
"But didn't (Y/n) mean it as a compliment? To insinuate that you are cute. That's definitely something positive," Trey said in amusement. And indeed, the soothing words of his vice dorm leader actually managed to calm the red-head down. "And I guess I should defend Ace and Deuce here. They put forth a recommendation for me, after all."
Cater laughed along. "Yeah! Ace and Deuce are pretty sweet, aren't they? I'm glad they've recognised my charm. I'm just sad I can't post any of this to MagiCam... We wouldn't want to blow our cover, eh? Not sure how long until they'll find out. It's like the whole school is here at Ramshackle right now." And he was right, next to the three Heartslabyul students stood a group of Savanaclaw members.
A deep and satisfied chuckle escaped Leona's lips. His green eyes glinted smugly. "I'm handsome, did you hear that, Ruggie?"
"Of course you are! But the prefect also acknowledged that you're mean," Ruggie retorted and began laughing. His signature snickers echoed through the night.
Jack laughed heartily at Ruggie's sudden sass. An amused smile graced the wolf beastman's usually so stern face. "So maybe you're not much of a suck-up after all, Ruggie." He patted the hyena on the shoulder, the force of it almost sending the second-year falling forward. "As for me, I should return to my room now... I shouldn't stay up this late."
Leona started laughing again, a mocking tone to his words. "I guess the herbivore was right about you being a good boy, Jackie," he teased before the rest of the Savanaclaw students returned to their dorm.
"I also didn't know that land-dwellers tend to think of me as mysterious. What a fascinating thing to know," Jade commented and chuckled softly.
A group of Octavinelle students rushed to the first row seats by the windows. "Heh, (Y/n) also thinks I'm handsome!" Azul chimed happily, his eyes as bright as the moon in the night sky. His usually so smug face spoke of pure contentedness. "I never knew that my glasses not only made me appear more intelligent, but also more attractive! The more things you know."
Floyd laughed along. His nerves got the best of him, and he began swaying back and forth in excitement. "Aww, Shrimpy is so cute! I always have the time of my life too around Shrimpy." Though suddenly, the happy smile on his face was replaced by an eerie scowl. The air around him shifted, much to the fear of the students around him. "But the next time I see Crabby at the basketball club, I'm gonna throw him into the bleachers for badmouthing me like that! He totally exaggerates my mood-swings!"
The threatening aura that the eel exuded caused Jamil to take a step away, just to make sure. A soft smile graced his lips as he turned to his dorm leader. "Oh, I never knew the prefect liked my hair. That's nice to know..." he said with a little smile on his face. His lips quirked up further, even when he tried to suppress the satisfaction that your compliment brought him.
Kalim nodded along eagerly. "Oh, (Y/n) is such a nice person! Always looking out for me." A smile blossomed on his face, and he immediately announced, "A gift for the prefect is in order. I have a few gold coins lying around in the treasure room, anyway."
As Kalim grabbed Jamil and ran off to the Scarabia dorm, the three Pomefiore students were allowed a better look through the window. A distasteful frown decorated Vil's fair face, and it caused a few wrinkles. "Tsk, Ace hasn't changed ever since the VDC training. He still lacks the discipline to work hard on his own," Vil said and scoffed. "If he hadn't been so lazy, I wouldn't have needed to take such drastic measures. Isn't he old enough to use a cleanser and moisturiser by now?"
"Spoken like a real mama bird," Epel mocked and began laughing heartily. "I guess they were right, eh?"
The first-year's words caused Vil's left eye to twitch. "Never say that again, or else you're grounded, Epel."
"Fine, I'm in a good mood today," Epel replied and giggled along, an innocent smile gracing his lips. His eyes closed cutely. "You heard that (Y/n) likes ma accent? This made ma day!"
Rook took barely any notice of his two fellow dorm members arguing. His fox-like eyes were trained at the three first-years in the Ramshackle dorm. He watched you like a hawk. "Oh, watching other people is always so fascinating. And you learn all sorts of interesting things," Rook exclaimed and clutched his heart dramatically. He sank onto the windowsill. "I am positively in shock right now! Who knew the prefect had such lovely things to say about me?"
Away from the crowd by the windows, Ortho floated around his older brother. An absolute expression of ecstasy decorated his face. "Idia, did you hear that?! The prefect likes you!"
The Ignihyde dorm leader blinked softly. "Is this a dream, Ortho? Pinch me," he murmured quietly, yet he let out a loud shriek when his brother did as he asked. Idia rubbed his arm in discomfort. "Ouch! You didn't have to pinch me that hard! Ugh... I just hope you didn't break my arm."
His scream briefly occupied Lilia's attention, but the ancient fae quickly turned to his dorm leader again. A mischievous grin decorated his face as Lilia floated up to pat the dragon fae's head. "I didn't know you and (Y/n) were best friends, Malleus," he teased and stuck his tongue out at him.
An amused smile graced Malleus' lips. "Well, and I don't know what these supposed dad jokes of yours are." He shrugged, then his amusement turned into genuine fondness. His usually so stoic eyes softened, and his heart skipped a beat. "Anyway, I do appreciate the nightly walks when they do happen. Now that I know how the child of man waits for me on some evenings, I shall appear more often. I wouldn't want to make my friend sad now, would I?"
Sebek jumped between the two, an excited grin on his face. Despite it being in the middle of the night, the first-year was still full of energy. "I shall tell Silver of what has transpired tonight! He must be sound asleep in his bed right now," Sebek yelled at the top of his lungs. A giddy smile broke out on his face as he rushed off into the distance. "Finally, someone appreciates all the hard work I put into protecting the young master. Perhaps humans aren't as bad as I thought if the prefect is so considerate."
Lilia chuckled softly. "If Ace, Deuce, and (Y/n) haven't heard us by some miracle, Sebek's voice must have alerted them just now..."
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