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I have a list of Yuu headcanons take some !! (These are like Yuu hcs and hcs of Ramshackle as a dorm)

• Yuu has autism • Ramshackle dorm is a neutral place and everyone is allowed in despite what dorm they might be from • Yuu often masks but stims around friends a lot • Ace, Deuce, Leona, Epel, Idia, and Malleus all have their own rooms in Ramshackle and have decorated them as their own • Ace and Deuce share their room by choice and stay over for sleepovers a lot • Leona uses his to skip classes and sleep instead • Epel has one to hide from Vil • Idia usually hides in his so he doesn’t get forced to go to dorm head meetings, if he has to stay late to fix something technological in Ramshackle, or for if he ever has a meltdown/gets overstimulated and needs to hide somewhere till he feels better • Malleus uses his to hide from Silver and Sebek, Lilia knows about this but doesn’t say anything and just watches the chaos as they search frantically for him

Hope you enjoy!!!- 🦭

HII 🦭 ANON! thank you so much for the Yuu headcanons <33 also I love to think about Ramshackle becoming an actual dorm!!

• SO TRUE ANON (source: I'm neurodivergent and I said so)

• from what we see with Ace and Deuce going there all the time (and from chap5 too), I'd say that's pretty much canon too!!

• Ace and Deuce got used to it, they're happy Yuu doesn't have to mask around them!!

• THEY ARE JUST LIVING THERE RENT FREE, Ace and Deuce to escape Riddle's wrath after causing trouble (again), Leona to sleep in peace without being bothered by anyone, Epel to escape Pomefiore a bit, Idia when he wants to have game night at Ramshackle or bc Ortho insists he needs to get out of his room more often (so he just. goes to his other room lmao), Malleus from how often he walks around there at night and Yuu decides he might as well sleep there

• Ace and Deuce are honorary Ramshackle Dorm members from how often they're there

• YES YES, Ruggie can't find him there and try to wake him up, the perfect place

• Epel's got a lot of snacks he stocks up to eat later !!

• his room there being Idia's safe space is so cute !!

• THAT'S SO MEAN LMAO tho I get why he might need his personal space too, Sebek I'm sure he'll be alright if left alone for five minutes don't worry

cater is the caterpillar

that's definetely one possibility!!

I personally see him more as the White Rabbit, even tho I can see him as the Caterpillar with the whole "representing changes" stuff and the "Cater(pillar)". I thiiink I might have seen somewhere Cater was supposed to be a rabbit beastman in one of his earlier designs but I can't find anything about it so maybe I hallucinated it lmao

[Kissing it Better - Floyd Leech]

Summary: Floyd gets in a fight. You kiss it better.

Notes: gn!reader, fluff, slight mentions of blood and injury but nothing graphic! some more fluff for good measure

You sigh at the sight in front of you.

Floyd could get rowdy sometimes, you knew that. And he also has a tendency of chasing trouble, so it shouldn't be any surprise to find him as ruffled as you did. 

Still, usually he was the one doing the beating, so you weren't used to seeing him littered with bruises and a pouty expression indicating his foul mood.

You shake your head, setting the first aid kit on the bed beside him. You had to drag him to your room to attend to his wounds, him protesting weakly and pouting the whole time, insisting it was fine and he didn't need to be coddled.

"Now, stay still for me to clean it up, alright?"

He just glares at you, an expression that might have scared off the majority of NRC campus, but wasn't effective on you. You knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt you, he just wanted to be left alone to lick his own wounds and sulk, which you weren't about to let happen.

Your hand lifts the gauze pad with antiseptic to his face, making him dogde stubbornly. You try a few more times, with no success. Floyd just glares on. You bite your lip, wondering how you should go about this.

"Please, Floyd, it could get infected if I don't clean it." Even if you know your plea won't be very effective, you still give it a try.

"I don't care."

The frustrated noise that leaves your throat makes his lips twich upwards. He was enjoying messing with you, it seemed.

The next time you do the motion, he doesn't bother dodging, just swipping away your hand like it was a pesky fly. 

"Just leave me alone Shrimpy, I don't wanna play right now."

"It'd be over very quickly if you'd just let me do it."

"Hah? Why should I? You don't get to order me around." He does the scary face that usually wards off anyone that might be bothering him, arms crossing, voice dropping and pupils contracting, lips forming a snarl that shows just enough of his pointy teeth.

You lower your arm and set the gauze down, eyebrows furrowing at him. "Alright." Better to not push him too much and make him close up. There's no point in trying to aggravate a sea storm. "How about a hug, then? Surely it'll make you feel better."

Floyd's scary façade breaks, giving way to surprise. He never understands how you could ask for something the others avoid as if their lives depend on it, yet you do it time and time again. The truth is, Floyd could easily squeeze until he felt your ribs breaking under his palms, but there's something about the way you treat him, the way you actually seem to like having him around, that makes him be more gentle.

(Jade pointed it out, once. He made a side comment about how Floyd's hugs are unusually soft when it's with you. At the time you didn't agree, as they are still very tight, but you started to pay more attention. His hugs might envelop you whole and trap you in his arms with no way of getting out, but they never left bruises or made you breathless. His laughter sounds more genuine as well. It has only served to fuel your affection towards him. You have a feeling that was Jade's plan all along.)

Floyd stares at you before unfolding his arms, spreading them out for you. An invitation. "Since you're so cute, Shrimpy, if I squeeze you reaaal hard it might change my mood."

A small smile forms on your face, endeared by his redundant way of asking for a hug. The empty threat doesn't faze you and you waste no time in straddling his lap, letting his arms hold onto your waist and back tightly as your hands clasp behind his neck, burrowing your face on his shoulder. 

It's a comfort both of you are used to, the contact making him relax and prop his chin on the top of your head. You breath in deeply and sigh contently, tickling his skin and making him giggle on your hair. Your smile grows as you notice how his mood has improved already.

A few moments pass like this, Floyd's hand making patterns on your back and your hand playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. You wait until you think he's calmer before pulling away by pushing his shoulders, coming face to face with him. He whines at the loss of contact, squeezing your waist in protest. 

You let out a huff of laughter at his affronted expression, but you can sense the playfulness under it. You cup his cheek with one hand, tenderly brushing your thumb on the sore spot and making him squeeze his eyes shut because of the sting. "I'll take care of it now." You murmur, getting the gauze back and apllying it on the wound before he could complain, wipping off the flakes of blood that clung to his skin.

He whines as you clean the cut on his eyebrow and the blood down his nose and on his lips, one hand on his chin to keep his head still. You only hum in response, analyzing your work and covering the bruises with a colorful plaster. 

"There you go, all done."

There's a petulant frown on his face, clashing with the eye cathing patterns of the plaster and his messy hair, his eyes boring into you with some emotion you can't describe. You feel a rush of affection flow through yourself, so sudden it makes you feel light headed. You cup his cheeks and brings his face closer to yours, giving the tip of his nose a light kiss before pulling away once more. You're, as they say, kissing it better.

There's a tinkle in your eyes as you look back at him, they wrinkle at the corners as your smile stretches your cheeks. Floyd's face feels hot and he doesn't know what to make of it all, what to make of you. Your fingers are warm against his cold skin and so unbearably tender. He can feel your heartbeat against his, your weight on top of him, your sweet scent surrounding him. He isn't used to this, to being treated as if he's precious, as if he's something worth of protecting, of taking care of, of looking so fondly at.

Floyd is not fragile. He isn't weak and he can take care of himself just fine. He is vicious and can be cruel and doesn't care about the feelings of others, as long as he's having his fun. He doesn't bother trying to rein his emotions in and he's scary and the campus avoid him like the plague and he doesn't care. He really doesn't. But when you took the time to get to know him, when you stayed by his side regardless of his mood, when you look at him with eyes so full of affection, never fear, he feels like he can let himself open up a bit. And then a bit more, and a little more and suddenly Floyd's walls are crumbled on his feet and you stand right on top of their ruins, victorious smile shining down on him and he lets himself think that maybe it's alright to be vulnerable, to let someone take care of him. 

"Does something still hurt? You're awfully quiet." Your voice lulls him like the calm waves, your hands kiss his skin like sun rays on the beach, your scent a refreshing breeze. He wants to lose himself in it, on you.

Instead of answering, he props his head on your shoulder, a needy sound leaving his throat, nuzzling on your neck, feeling you, you, you. You're safe. He grips your waist tighter, making sure you stay flush against him and let him enjoy the moment.

You laugh, being used to his antics. Your hand reaches the back of his head and you play with his hair, the other one on his back. You leave a kiss on the top of his head, resting yours against his and preparing to stay like this for some time.

The moment eventually breaks when Floyd nips on your neck lightly, his sharp teeth stinging and making you yelp. He chuckles next to your ear, saying how Shrimpy put him in a better mood already.

It seems like kissing it better did work, after all.

Masterlist

hiii so i loved your ive become the villain’s love interest story sm !! i was wondering if you had like an idea of how each “ending” in a sense for each character would be ? anyways feel free to ignore this and have a great day + make sure to drink lots of water !! <3

THANK YOU ANON I did drink some water upon reading this ^7^ you stay hydrated as well!!!

In general, no matter who you get with, all the other villains will accept your decision. They’ll stay friends with you, and will probably pop by once in a while to annoy your new lover.

For Riddle, if you accept his proposal at long last, he wouldn’t be able to process it at first. When he finally realizes this is real, that you want him as much as he wants you, then he immediately starts preparing for you to move in to his mansion, and orders a seven day feast to be cooked up, and sends invitations out, RSVP now-- it’s up to you if you want to stop him, take an active role in whatever party Riddle’s planning, or just to roll with the chaos. Either way, Riddle is so ridiculously happy in your presence, and so willing to do anything for you, that his visitors will always make a quick stop to flatter you and offer you gifts to get in good with Riddle.

Leona may have found something he wants desperately, but he didn’t think you would actually want him back. Even though his tail is swaying, he still warns you that he can’t give you a cushy life yet. He has plans to change the world, and if you stay with him, then you’re going to be put in danger. But if you chose to be with him regardless, just know that he’s going to be by yours forever. Just wait. Now it’s impossible to get rid of him (though why would you ever want to?) because he sticks to your side like glue… and he loves pushing work onto Ruggie and Jack so he can take naps with you.

Azul is nodding his head as you speak, flipping through his documents. Uh-huh, you like him, you want to spend the rest of your life with him, that makes sense. Can you pass him the ink jar— Wait a minute. As soon as your words sink in, Azul’s papers are scattering across the table, his expression frantic and face red. Congratulations, you’ve got him off guard! Be prepared for a clingy guild leader to spoil you with his riches, taking you out on extravagant dates on his free days. He’ll keep a picture of you in his wallet and take it out to brag to his unfortunate debtors and talk about how he hates making you wait for him to come home because they didn’t pay back their debts on time.

The only regrettable thing about your confession is how fast it spread around the manor. Jamil is ecstatic, of course, but before the two of you can get a chance to properly celebrate your mutual feelings, Kalim and the rest of the household are bringing out the party poppers, and the decorations, and the “congrats on finally getting together” cake. Once everyone else has had their fun, Jamil draws you outside, an unusually serious look. The truth is, he’s always thought about running away and seeing the world with his own two eyes. And if he were, would you come with him?

Vil was waiting for this day! Of course you wouldn’t be able to resist his charm for so long. He is (and this is a fact he keeps pointedly mentioning) the most eligible bachelor in high society. Your life with him continues on much the same way it did before; there’s hardly any difference between your fake and real dates, considering Vil still treats you like the most precious person in the world, acting smug over the fact you chose him over everyone else. However, he is much less forgiving of any pushy nobles, and anyone who dares to disrespect you will end up with their reputation in shambles before the day is out.

What? How? WHY? Idia knows he was the first to confess to you, but you reciprocating his feelings? He would have been happy to stay friends for the rest of his life as long as you were still in his life (Idia takes the longest to get with, just because he waits until he breaks his curse, and even then, he has to be absolutely sure it’s gone before he approaches you). He invites you to move in to the magic tower with him, and though all the other mages say he’s hard to deal with and scary when he’s angry, he’s putty in your hands. Okayyy, fine, he’ll go to the conference he’s been putting off, but... you’ll come too, right?

Congratulations on getting with the crown prince of the kingdom. Malleus is ready to force the entire world to bow to you, offer you ancient treasures passed down in his family and make your birthday a national holiday-- oh. You just want to stay in and cuddle? That’s fine too! As long as he can stay by your side, Malleus is content. The world is literally your oyster when you’re with him. Sure, you’re expected to attend political events and do some royal duties here and there, but if you wanted to just relax, it’s not like Malleus is going to complain. You can do no wrong in his eyes, and if the world says you’re wrong? Well, then he’ll just have to rewrite the laws of reality. He’s ready to dote on you!

I mean hey silver is probably a mix of not only aurora but the sword that took down Maleficent (jusding by how his coffin & candy symbol is a sword),so anything is possible, hell hes even named after the think that can weaken / kill fae

ANON YOUR MIND OMG YOU'RE A GENIUS

I've never considered involving the sword but it makes so much sense... maybe not even the sword itself, but prince phillip? seeing as he's a knight and he does got princely vibes... either way, you're so right !!

Lilia naming his son after the one thing that kills fae is just so... 😭😭😭 I know it's because of his hair but c'mon Lilia you could have thought of something better

“How do you like the Queen?”

Welcome, I hope you enjoy your stay! I'm Bee and this is where I'll post about twisted wonderland! I'm a 19 years old brazilian, bi and ace, and go by she/her. I have many thoughts, although very few, if any, are coherent. Do try to not lose your head :)

“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”

That depends a good deal on where you want to get to. In that direction, (《Queen's rules》), lives a Hatter: and in that direction, (《Alice's books》), lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they’re both mad.

"You’ll see me there."

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[ ✽ ] ˖ ˚ ◞ ┊ʺ CAMPUS CRUSHING WITH SAVANNACLAW

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ the twst boys as campus crushes has been keeping me up at night. i’ll come at you with my hcs of this each day or so for a different dorm. my victims today are SAVANNACLAW

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ gender neutral reader

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ warnings ,, mentions of getting tipsy in a dangerous setting in leona’s

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ been a minute since i posted anything so here we get another installation , as well as the final of the twst installations , campus crushing. what fandom should i do next ? was thinking obey me or genshin

you can’t tell me that…

leona isn’t that pretty guy that everyone either hates or adores. you’re apart of the latter group. you admire his capability to do so well in the hellish setting that is college, and wish you could do the same. or at least talk to him instead of just glancing at him from across parties and lecture halls. unfortunately, when it came to boldness, you were at the shallower end of the gene pool, cursed with forever admiring the things you loved from a distance instead of facing them head on. that was until he approached you instead as you grew tipsy at a party. he noticed a group of certain trouble makers on their way to take advantage of your drunken state and he interrupted, leading you to the kitchen where you could sober up. even in your disoriented state, all you could wonder about was the fact that his hands felt so gentle against your arms while he held you up. “ hey, keep those eyes open. stay near me. i’m gonna call ruggie to drive you home. ”

you can’t tell me that…

ruggie isn’t that super resourceful guy at the school who owns his own class snack business. he scams the students when he sells them a chocolate bar that would usually retail for a dollar for an entire three dollars. he preys on the desperate and hungry student body, especially those who don’t eat breakfast at home and come to their lectures with bellies growling. except you. you get the ‘ close enough to me to get a discount ’ discount. even on the days you’d forget to bring money, he’s pat your back and grin while telling you it was on the house. with his resourcefulness, he helped you get out of a plentiful amount trouble. for example, that time when you missed the exam, he spoke his way into getting you back on the exam roster to take it another day. it was no surprise that you’d end up attached to him eventually. he’d grin each morning, “ look who’s come back for business ! forget your cash again ? no worries. for you , it’s on the house. ”

you can’t tell me that…

jack isn’t that childhood friend that you watched join many sports teams throughout your time together, and just assumed he’d go into professional sports. since high school, you’d find yourself at all of his games and in return he’d come to as many of your extracurricular events as well. at some point, his coaches and your club presidents had assumed you both were dating, to which you laughed and shook your head. jack on the other hand wouldn’t have minded had you agreed with them. and he still feels that way as he runs across the field in his first ever college game. from the corner of his eye he can see you in his spare jersey cheering him on, and with his sharp ears he could hear the sound of your voice as you yell his name. after the game you ran into his arms and he lifted you off the ground, feeling almost exhilarated enough to tell you how he’s felt since meeting on the elementary playground. “ let’s go get something to eat. that game was exhausting. ”

GUESS WHO IS A SSR HALLOWEEN JADE HAVER????

HE CAME HOME <33 (after 90 pulls and making me use all of my gems on him. it was so worth it.)

also my beloved CayCay <3 I got the two SSRs I really wanted on the first day, so I'm very happy!!

now, it's time to bid goodbye to my Ruggie layout (that I had since I started playing bc he's my first SSR), it will be missed

and hello to my halloween Jade layout <3 I want to groovyfy him but I have to wait til the event is over to do so 😭

lil silly comic abt the time yuu and grim have to stay at pome while ramshackle is being renovated ww they gave them a lil makeover

freetime: diasomnia

+ what do they like to do (with you) in their freetime?

genre — fluff, headcannons

notes — g/n reader, romantic, i love lilia.

+ || malleus draconia —

i’m pretty sure the only time he really is free is during nighttime.

he stops by your window to check if you’re awake, (please get a restraining order)

if you are.. you’re coming with him. (he asks if you want to but will take you anyways.)

MIDNIGHT WALKS WITH HIM. <33

after the wish upon a star event, he gifted one of the tamagochi’s he ordered to you; you are now the proud owner of gao-gao drakon-kun’s new bff!

he brings drakon-kun with him on walks and probably expects you to bring yours (you went back to your dorm once to get them 💔)

you guys also babysat each other’s tamagochi’s for the day!! (the amount of trust this man has for you.)

once, he brought instruments over to your dorm to play you some songs <3

if you ask, he definitely will do it again.

i’m also pretty sure if you give him ANY stringed instrument he will be able to play the most ear opening sonata.

give him 5. Minutes.

if you play any instruments, he would definitely love to play a duet with you <3

duetting while lilia records like a mom going to post her son and his s/o on facebook >>>

lilia became a cheerleader that day. (he has pom poms and everything)

+ || lilia vanrouge —

LOTS. of video games.

final fantasy? splatoon? genshin? JUST DANCE??

he has them all.

yae. miko. main.

really likes the tetris dance?? he just wants to carry you. however it’s Only lilia carrying you.

you were playing mario party 8 with him on the hotel one and he STOLE YOUR STARS on the LAST ROUND.

the next day you were glaring daggers at him.

when you had separate classes you would be looking through the window.

whenever you stared for more than a minute, he would look back with that bitchy grin then cackles.

lilia - 1, you - 0

lilia also made you both have matching profiles on discord.

he bought you nitro for the banner. (where that money come from???)

you guys also made a secret language in order to gossip about students.

so the next day, NOBODY understood what you both were talking about since you both were spitting nonsense.

there’s also a top secret dictionary to all the words that you made up. (it’s kept under your bed frame)

“asihel pokin qirp”

“WORFLE DYMIRE PEI.”

“what the fuck.” - silver, jamil

+ || silver —

im pretty sure this one is obvious.

naps with silver are ALWAYS the best ones.

imagine falling asleep in each other’s arms, the background drones in the background, as the world fades to nothing.

however, when he falls asleep, he will not wake up for awhile, you’re the new alarm.

you guys will literally sleep anywhere. (by you guys i mean wherever silver falls asleep first)

in the woods? his room? the lounge? the staircase???

lilia took a photo of you guys sleeping on the staircase

it’s his new wallpaper.

if you don’t feel like sleeping, you can talk silver to sleep, he will always try to stay awake to listen, however he always ends up falling asleep to your pulse.

asks about the topic again once he wakes up 🫶

if you’re into sparring, silver would like to train with you.

his swordsmanship is SO/??:!:!:! /pos (he learnt from the best after all!!)

makes a great sparring partner 10/10 recommended.

always asks questions afterwards like “are you injured?” or “how are you feeling?”

wants to make sure you’re fine, sweet boy.

+ || sebek zigvolt —

you guys don’t hang out.

actually, you requested to hang out after school and he said something about needing to train to protect his young master.

it wasn’t that clear though since you were worried about your ear bleeding.

you died of blood loss

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