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So VDC Event, Right?

So imagine you came from Philippines where it's the land of singers. It's karaoke left and right in the family reunions. There's a very slim chance Yuu and Grim don't catch you singing or humming while doing your chores. Yuu is amazed by your voice since they also know that Pilipinos have beautiful vocals.

So imagine, by some miracle, Yuu managed to convince you to audition for the VDC Event. Of course, both of you weren't expecting much except to have fun. Now let's pretend you can actually sing and have confidence to do so. When Rook Hunt heard your voice, he was non-stop praising you. Claiming it is the most unique and gorgeous voice he ever listened to. Vil would be absolutely surprised by your skill. It's definitely lack some sort of professional training but it is raw and sheer talent. But no matter how beautiful your voice is, you weren't pick because Vil believes you would end up outshining the whole group. Translation: Your talent is suited as a soloist.

But don't be sadden, Crowley assigned a Pormefiore student to create a group for intermission and act to welcome RSA to NRC. So this student asked helped from Vil Schoenheit on who's going to be in the intermission group. The man also gave them a tip to let you be the solo singer. When Pormefiore student rally up all the members, no one complained when their role is just be a backup dancer for a magicless human. Since it's not part of the competition and they're just the welcoming committee to RSA, they rather dance than sing.

The NRC tribe and the intermission group practice alternatively. Like the NRC tribe practice from noon to evening and the intermission group practice from morning to noon. Vil believes this system would help the two groups from getting distracted.

So on the last day of practice, your group had to practice a little longer than usual. As the music plays, you didn't notice Yuu and the NRC tribe walk in. You were so focused on your singing and dancing that you didn't notice some of your backup dancers did some mistakes. When the song ends, Rook did not hesitate to applause and praise how alluring and beautiful your voice has improved. Luckily, that was your last practice so you managed to escape your friends from teasing you. Namely, Ace and Grim would tease you about it.

Timeskip to the day after the VDC Event.

Azul doesn't stop bothering you to perform at Monstro Lounge. He tempts you with offers but you decline because you rather sing for fun.

Cater has his Magicam flood with pics and videos about you singing and performing at the VDC Event. Ironically, you have a fanbase of sort that worships your skills.

Some RSA students fell in love with your voice so much so that the front door of Ramshackle is covered by gifts that was delivered via animals.

Reader is not Yuu

Mc=Reader

Remember that in Chapter 6, Vil Schoenheit would give Epel, Rook and Yuu a hug and a kiss. So what if Mc is aloof and distant, they're only close with Yuu and Grim. When Vil gave them a kiss and a hug, their brain malfunction and suddenly they don't see Vil in the same light anymore.

*Cough* Effects of being affection starved *Cough*

So Mc develop a small crush on Vil because of that. I mean who wouldn't. Some characters, background or not, have never seen Mc act like a high schooler in love until now. Yuu and Grim are trying to become Mc wingman.

So what if Vil Schoenheit fell in love with Mc after seeing them tripping over their own two feet cutely. You know when you watched a person become a fumbling mess because their crush is near, that was Vil is seeing.

I don't know how to end this but it goes like: Mc falls first, Vil Schoenheit falls harder.

Let's be real here

If I ever transported into Twisted Wonderland with any version of Yuu (Yuuken Enma, Yuuka Hirasaka, Yuuta Mito or future versions), I will instantly drop the entire cast of Twisted Wonderland just to chose Yuu.

[Favorite character name], you may be charming and interesting but Yuu got my heart in a tight grip.

I love this comic so mucchh

Leona-niinii ฅ ̳͒•ˑ̫• ̳͒ฅ♡

I got more of this stuffs on my ko-fi here~

GOD DAMN I LOVE THIS SM

Overblot Victims witnessing Yuu finally having enough of the overblots and stuff happening in the school that they basically scream into Crowley's face how sick and tired they are of seeing everyone, including themselves and the victims, suffer because of Crowley's irresponsibility.

These are so fun to write lol

It’s exhausting. 

Surely, if Yuu had magic, they would have overblotted themselves. It’s cruel to say they wish they could, that all their pain could be condensed into a single little rock and thrown into the ocean or the gaping maw of their cat, and all their troubles and worries would disappear. But they were the magicless prefect, and the Perfect Scapegoat. Because without that physical manifestation of anger and pain and suffering, they would never be heard. Because without consequences, actions wouldn’t matter. 

Like ink, these angers stain them. Like tar, they are dragged further by sticky, viscous threats. Like a black hole itself, they cannot escape, stretched impossibly thin where even their screams come out as a warbled, compliant, yes. 

Dorm meetings are incredibly, irrevocably important to the health of the students, as it is how the principle makes decisions that would best suit the student body, so it must be no wonder that everyone has suffered. For a man who’s very office gives him a view of the entire school, his mask must function more as a blindfold. 

For once, everyone is present for the dorm meetings. How this is possible? It’s because Yuu had to make sure everyone got their invites and arrived on time. The only one who physically and spiritually could NOT show, was Kalim, who was redoing an alchemy final he had failed. Therefore, Jamil would take his place. 

So all the dorms are here, even Malleus who they had to remind constantly, and Leona, who they physically had to drag. Everyone is here except one bastard. One bird brained, cackling motherfucker, who had decided that Yuu had enough time on their hands to deal with this VERY IMPORTANT FACTOR OF HIS OWN JOB.

They wouldn’t handle this treatment anymore. They couldn’t. There was already so much on their plate. They needed to keep their HOUSE from collapsing, they needed to reshape their entire perspective on what was possible to pass the most basic of tests, they needed to babysit a rampant, selfish … thing, they needed to worry about whether they would even have enough thaumarks to even eat, and now?

Even if ink does not flood the room, or fire does not singe the ground, the dorm leaders can feel the air thicken, the very atmosphere sinking over them with unparalleled pressure. No one can speak, let alone breathe as Yuu’s fingers drum the hollow surface of the desk. Their anger rolls off them in thick, misty waves, and when they finally stand, all eyes turn to them. “I’ll go fetch Dire Crowley myself then.”

“Prefect, I’m sure we can start without-” Azul is the first to jump in. This isn’t the first time he’s bartered with someone, so hopefully he can de-escalate the citation, but his words are instantly shot down. 

“I just wanna talk to em.” They grab a fountain pen off the desk, pricking their finger over the edge a few times. Malleus gulps. 

“W-Why do you have that pen.” Jamil is the one to jump up, he knows when someone is about to do something that may or may not have horrible consequences, but he is definitely not going to jump in the way of the steel nub. This was a different citation than trying to reason with Kalim. 

“I just wanna talk to em.” Yuu repeats, testing the swing of their pen before making a beeline to the door. Idia’s tablet flies out of the way with a squeal, but a few of the dorm members aren’t as cowardly. 

“This is ridiculous-” Leona starts, rubbing his temples at the sheer insanity of it all.

“I just wanna talk to em.”

“Put that pen away!” Riddle has dealt with annoyances and threats and all sorts of stresses, but this isn’t one of those hollow, tasteless messages. He could understand the feeling, but really, what were they gonna do with the pen against the head of NRC? He worried more about Yuu doing something stupid than anything. “What is- wh-what are you doing?”

“I just wanna talk to em.” The door slams with a deafening blow that rattles the very floor they stood. In the silence left behind, the dorm members share a knowing, worried glance before scurrying after like rats. 

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The french doors that block off Crowleys office are ornate, drenched in a dreamy purple and highlighted with seven golden starlike symbols, the door handles meet together in three circles, oddly reminiscent of a certain mouse in their mirror. One of the more impressive parts had to be the door knocker, which was entirely unnecessary seeing as it led to a single, empty room.

Most people disregard it, but this time, Yuu disregarded knocking at all because he lost the respect and the dignity that basic humans deserved. 

Playing cards flew up like scattering crows, feet propped on the desk suddenly crossed neat and tidy on the ground. “Why if it isn’t the Prefect! I thought you would be hard at work collecting notes at the meeting!” 

His laughter fell on deaf ears, crossing the needlessly large space to the other side of his desk. “Get out of that seat. Stand up. Stand the fuck up.”

“Y-yes? Is something the matter? I’m a bit busy at the moment-!” Playing solitaire, that is. Brandishing the sharp nib of the fountain pen was enough to get him out of the way. He certainly didn’t expect the Prefect to sit down and prop their own feet on the desk. “And just what are you doing!”

“I’m the fucking principal now. Get out of my office you useless sack of shit and feathers.” The pen broke down on the desk, embedding itself in the center of the mahogany surface. Even if the poor table couldn’t scream, Crowley would do the honors. 

“That table is as old as the school! Crafted by the most talented of woodworkers! By the most grand and wise of trees!”

“Yea well now it’s my goddamn footrest. Are you deaf or just stupid? I’m the principal. Get out of my office. I’m gonna make this place as decrepit as the shitty ruins I live in.” Yuu leaned back, spinning in their seat to face the unkept image of the one and only, Dire Crowley. 

“And just who made you principal? This is a direct violation of-”

“I got rid of that rule, then. And it was voted on at the Dorm meeting.” They spun again, picking up one of the cards still on the table. The Joker. How fitting.

“That couldn't have-”

“And how would you know?” Eying the yellow divots in his mask, Yuu didn’t bother to let him speak. “You weren’t there. You don’t listen to your students. You don’t care about their health or their mental wellbeing. You talk as if you are the kindest ever, yet the Blots that are supposed to be rare, happen every month. Every single month, and you know why? It’s your negligence, and your lack of teaching and your shitty, greedy ideals. You are the denominator!”

“Yuu! Just what is the meaning of this behavior! I will not tolerate-” He leaned over the seat, so close that the edge of his crow mask threatened to gouge a part of their face out. 

“Tolerate? Oh, you wanna talk tolerating?!” They stood again, forcing the pen out from its upright position in the table to prod it against his chest, leaving black stains on his clothing. “Do you know what I have to deal with because of you?? Do you know what I lost and might never get back because of you?!? I can’t see my family anymore! I can’t see my friends anymore! They don’t even know if I’m okay or heck, even alive, and you in all your kindness, in all that slimy, filthy, fake gratuity, take advantage of it! You treat me like a servant, and then say that you are the one doing me a favor!”

The pen snaps, spilling ink down the front of his shirt. 

“If you really want this place to improve, then you’ll get the fuck out of here. But I know you won’t. I know that you won’t leave until it’s beneficial for you. So you know what? I’m gonna overblot. I’m gonna destroy everything until there’s nothing but crumbs for you to pick at, because that might be the only way you’ll ever learn.” They drop the pen, smearing the leaking ink off their hand with the leather of his fancy chair. He can take everything done today as collateral damage.

The door opens, and there stands several dorm leaders, who awkwardly back away to let Yuu pass. It’s obvious they’ve followed the Prefect from the beginning, and heard everything, but there wasn’t exactly a moment that could burst in, or needed to for that fact. 

Grim was right, Yuu goes for the jugular.

So, let’s say Mothers Day exists in the TWST universe.

Everyone’s buying gifts and going to visit their mothers because they’re sweethearts like that💙

Poor Deuce probably went all out on his gift for his mama:((

But anyways, what are you, our poor prefect doing?

Nothing. Because you got shoved into another world without your mom. And it’s pretty clear you’re upset about it and feeling pretty homesick.

You’re sitting on your bed, scrolling through magicam and looking at all the pictures of your friends with their moms.

You’re getting pretty emotional because, god damn, you miss your mom:(((

And then, Grim comes in with a bag in his hands.

Now, if y’all didn’t know, Grim doesn’t have any parents or relatives. He was abandoned when he was a child (kitten????).

Next thing you know, Grim hands you the bag and hugs you tightly, and tells you that you’re the closest he’s ever had to a parent and that he loves you:((((((

And he’s all like, “but don’t tell anyone I ever said this!!! You’re still my henchman..”

It’s so clear he’s embarrassed to be saying all of this, but it’s also clear he really does love you and appreciates all you do for him.

And you open the bag and there’s a couple little things like chocolate and maybe some jewelry.

(The first year crew definitely helped him shop for you because he had no idea what to get you.)

But the most memorable, and absolutely adorable thing in there is a handmade card.

It’s messy and kind of sticky and it’s getting glitter all over you, but on the inside there’s a little drawing of you and Grim. You’re holding his little paw and you two are smiling.

And it’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever been given.

And all you can do is bawl your eyes out and hug him close.

It reminds you of something you’d give your mother when you were younger.

And it just makes you miss her so much more.

Poor Grim is so confused on why you’re crying, and he’s saying shit like, “Henchman, I know my gift was great but it’s nothing to CRY over..” as his little paws rub your back.

But he curls into you anyways, and stays with you until you’re done and half-asleep. And you two fall asleep together that night.

He’s in your arms, purring contently against you as you sniffle and whimper in your sleep.

God you miss home:((((

Twisted wonderland boys with an extremely beautiful fem!yuu headcanons!

Their reaction to fem!yuu being extremely beautiful and feminine, like a doll Character reference- Ariadne Cortez from “Siren: Becoming the villain’s family” (if you don't like this one, you can imagine it's another one):

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SIMPS, real simps for you, and how to blame them? You are so beautiful that anyone would think you were a princess from a fairytale or an angel fallen from heaven! As cute and feminine as a doll, they would do anything for you: carry your bag and backpack, carry you if you are tired, etc…

Rook, Cater, Kalim

These poor guys don't even know how to approach you, they are already very shy with girls and the fact that you are so beautiful makes them very nervous and makes them blush and stutter when they talk to you, it's very sweet in a way

Deuce, Riddle, Idia, Azul, Jack, Epel (although he doesn't admit it)

These, rather than being shy, feel that they must protect you, you look so beautiful and pure, so innocent that they feel the duty to protect you at all costs, as if you were made of glass, they take your hand softly and gently, afraid of hurting you as if you were If you were to break up, they give you the real "Princess treatment"

Malleus, Jack (he shy abt it), Trey, Silver

The smug mf who constantly try to flirt with you by saying even the most absurd phrases possible, mixing humor with a slightly off-color questions and a sly, mischievous smile.

Lilia, Ace, Ruggie, Leona, Jade

The one that forces you to try different styles and outfits and model them in his room in addition to doing a strict skincare routine

Vil

The one who squeezes you with the excuse that "you are very adorable and pretty"

Floyd

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Author note: I know it ain’t much but I really hope you liked it 😭

I’ll soon start uploading more content and headcanons from the other fandoms I’m in as well

Bye bye!