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Just some images under the cut from Magical Archives that I feel should be shared with the world

1) Spontaneous Combustion Riddle

2) Super Punk Deuce

3) Azul’s Undercut

4) JADE’S ABSOLUTELY STACKED BACK MUSCLES

5) Pouty Floyd

6) Actually Happy Jamil

7) Vil’s Hair Clip Is A Heart With A Knife Through It

8) POUTY HORNTON???

9) Sebek Apparently Uses A Ton of Hair Gel

10) A Useless King Without The Hat

[Keep the warmth in - A lazy morning with Che'nya]

You can feel the sun rays behind your eyelids, the few ones that escaped the curtains grasp, trying to wake you up, as if biding you good morning.

Drowsy, your eyes open, blinking once, twice, thrice. A deep sigh leaves your lips, your chest heaving with it.

The room is warm, the body draped over you is warmer. The hot breath tingles your neck, the fluffy ears twitching slightly. There are legs tangled with yours, arms embracing you. 

You move your fingers, one by one, calling feeling back to your dormant hand. Softly, you caress the mop of hair under your palm, humming as you bask into the morning tranquility, a rare calm moment in your so busy life.

It's warm and tender. You watch your lover's sleeping face, even if you had to crank your neck a bit to do so. Che'nya looks incredibily innocent like this, no trace of his usual mischievous self. His mouth is slightly open and, up close, you can see his features better, how his eyelashes lay on his skin, how his cheeks are flushed in a cute pink tone, his hair tousled.

The smile that takes over your face is fond, your eyes drinking up the sight while it lasts. A sound of contentment leaves your throat, your free hand rubbing circles and tracing little shapes on Che'nya's back. 

You can feel a light purring coming from him. He nuzzles his head onto your shoulder, hiding his face from view. You adjust your head, exposing your neck to acomodate him better. Your hand doesn't leave his hair, petting it with care.

In the back of your mind, you wonder what time it may be. You make a mental list of what you have do to through the day, including what you should make for breakfast. Buttered toast with tea sounds nice and easy, so maybe you should go with that.

There's a feather light feel on your neck, lips grazing over it, close enough to touch but not quite doing it. You shiver, your hands stopping their motions as your breath hitches. "Hm, good meow-rning..." Che'nya's voice is rough from just having woken up, a raspy tone on it that mingles with his usual chipper one. 

A kiss is deposited on your neck, followed by a light nibble. You sigh, a sound filled with joy. You can feel his heart beating from where his chest presses against yours, a comforting feeling. Another kiss follows the last one, his hand reaching yours and lacing your fingers together. Your heart flutters as you squeeze it, chuckling, your voice barely a whisper.

"Good morning, love." Che'nya pulls back, his head coming in front of yours and blocking the sunlight. Above you, his hair is messier than usual, his ears without their usual earrings, his eyes lidded. There's a grin on his face, as always, but it's one he reserves just for you. Not the too big one, but not a too small one, either. It's just the right amount of both loving and teasing. You slide the hand from his hair to cup his cheek, feeling him melt into your palm, his eyes closing in bliss. Your thumb caress the skin, relishing on the contact. "Did you sleep well?"

"I had the craziest dream." He mewls, his forehead coming in touch with yours. You hum, encoraging him to go on. "There was a door, but it was very tiny, and I was very big." Your hand slips from his cheek, holding onto the back of his neck. "Then I became very tiny, but everything else was really big."

"Oh? What did you do then?" Your fingers graze his neck gently, his ears twitch, goosebumps appearing on his skin. He pulls back again, his eyes fluttering open to gaze down at you. His head turns to the side, very much like a curious cat, and his grin widens. 

"I'll tell you, but only if you give me something."

"How about a kiss?"

His head cocks to the other side, as if thinking it over, a pout of concentration on his lips. "Nope, won't do." He shakes his head, his hair getting more out of place, making you giggle.

"Two, then."

His eyebrows furrow, eyes closing. "No." He drags the word, dramatically. You can't resist it, so you poke the wrinkles, making him yelp.

"So demanding. Three it is."

He stares at you, giving a fleeting glance at your lips before looking up again. "I supposed it'll do for now." His hand releases the hold it had on yours and reaches your face, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

Che'nya leans in and presses your lips together, tenderly. It's soft and slow, lazy, even. His teeth graze your bottom lip as he's about to pull away, but you stop him. The hand on the back of his neck leads your lips to connect again and you groan, pleased. 

There's a quick moment when your lips part for you to catch your breath before they are meeting once more, your hand traveling up to rum through his hair as he whimpers. Your free hand goes to his waist, holding him close to you, keeping the warmth in.

You separate but he stays close, hovering over you. His lips have an after kiss quality to them that makes satisfatction flow through you. Your hand trails from behind his ears to the back of his neck to his cheeks, mimicking his own.

"I passed through the door." He says, picking up on where you left the conversation about his dream. "But everything stayed big, and I stayed small."

"I see. That's a strange dream, but it's in accordance to your usual ones, right? It would be stranger if it wasn't."

"How odd that you try to find order in the midst of chaos." Che'nya leans down and gives you a kiss on the forehead, so full of affection you can feel it. He then rolls over to the other side of the bed and sits up, stretching his limbs. "You're right, it's still on brand for me!" 

You laugh from his sudden burst of energy. "Feeling awake now?" 

"After that? Of course I am! Although I could use an extra boost, just to make sure~"

You sit up as well, coming face to face with him. You give him a quick peck before getting up and ready to start the day, grin firmly in place as he follows you, asking for another kiss.

The sun enters the room and it's warm. You feel warm, down to the tip of your toes. Che'nya also feels warm, by the smile on his face. It's a warm moment, and it's yours.

Masterlist

“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."

My twitter !!

My player ID on the english server: ZSKZPksD

#tags!

[#mad purrs] - just thoughts

[#tea time] - asks and conversation

[#wonderland wonder] - headcanons, drabbles, writing in general

[#don't lose your head] - theories and analysis 

[#grin without a cat] - drafts and ideas 

[#flamingo croquet] - about the game eng server (contains spoilers)

[#nonsensical world] - portuguese posts

[#paint the roses] - reblogs

[#happy unbirthday] - my art

[#Bee lore] - my yuusona

Hi !!! Have you seen Lilia’s club wear card yet? He looks so cool! :D -🦭

HIII 🦭 HOW ARE YOU???

yes yes, I've seen it!! I love the new school club cards since I love getting more clubs' content!!

though I've showed it to my cousin (who knows nothing abt twst but still is a Lilia stan somehow?) and she called him a MCR fan and said that it looks like he drinks Monster energy. which I guess it does look like that. Lilia going through his emo egirl phase, good for him !!

💛 Twst x Sanrio pt.1! 💛

Ruggie🍩 & Pompompurin🍮

Continuar lendo

i figured out what ortho is supposed to be by looking up chapter 6 but idk if you’ve read that so we’ll just have to wait

ooh, it's nice to know Ortho will get his time to shine more in chapter 6!! I can't wait for it to come out on the eng server!

also, I really appreciate you not spoiling it for me, thank you!

when you ignore the first-years

♯— you ignore the first-years | requested by anon

cw: gn!reader, sfw, crack & fluff. likes and reblogs appreciated!

epel felmier: (he forgets he’s mad at you) + deuce:

ace trappola:

sebek zigvolt: (this is not the end of your lecture)

jack howl:

Hello! For the event, may I request a scenario with Silver where the reader gushes on and on about their feelings for him by speaking to the small animals that gathered around Silver while he was sleeping next to the reader? However, little does the reader know that Silver woke up in the middle of their talk with the animals and is now listening in to the reader's passionate monologue about him lol. Thank you! Also, apologies if this is a bit confusing or if I did anything wrong :,)

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

| Notes: I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THIS ASK GOD BLESS YOU PANDOA (bc I actually know you now)

This took so long but it was worth it! It’s sweet, beautiful, funny… I really hope you like it! There’s a little thing I prepared for this (and that was accidentally foreshadowed in that shy but kind reader request with Rook) and at first I thought “wow this will be so fun” and, when I translated, I was like “english has forsaken me”. I’ll explain better in the special notes with my sweet sparrow song~ Hope you like it, Pandoa!

Thanks for the request <3 |

Silver x gender neutral reader / scenario / 2,7k words / fluff / crush to lovers / ft. woodland animals / lots of monologues about how much i you love silver / use of “you” pronouns

Cherry's Harvesting 🍒 Masterlist

I Wonder For You

You took a big breath.

“I wonder if it's fate we always meet like this or if you’re just a sleepyhead yourself,” despite these words, you ended up laughing softly at the end.

It was another pleasant afternoon in the schoolyard. The Sun wasn’t particularly hot, the fresh wind brought the joys of a blooming spring. You couldn’t really blame Silver for sleeping so peacefully on the soft grass, where small wildflowers reigned and welcomed his presence there. 

He was relaxed beyond comprehension, as if lying in his own bed. By the way the flaps of Silver’s blazer were half open, he must have fallen asleep as he walked through that area, probably enchanted by the same feelings that nature was giving you now. 

You sat next to him at the foot of the tree, where his head was lying. A small group of birds were perched at various points on his arms, which made you wonder if they caught him in time to soften his fall.

“I wonder why each little bird has someone to sing to, sweet things to… a little melody... I think that's how it was sung?,” you grumbled to yourself, trying to remember the lyrics of a delicate song that would precede a moment very similar to that.

You became silent for a while longer, carefully watching Silver’s calm expression and the way he was lying down with the first buttons of his white shirt open and his tie crooked. Sebek had quarreled a lot with him about how “this simply sloppy appearance embarrasses the Young Master” but you didn't care — Silver and Malleus much less, actually.

Silver’s beauty resided in all small details and simply fascinated you. It was like admiring a white rose, practically immaculate. Silver exuded the same aura of delicacy and kindness even when his eyes were closed, lost in yet another journey into the world of dreams.

If only you could accompany him somehow. 

You had no choice but to stand there, leaning against the tree and being covered by a generous shade, just admiring him as if you watched the birth of breaking dawn on the horizon. That kind of sunrise in which the aurora still brings the cold and warm feelings of the night, because the world had not yet been blessed by the warmth of the king of all stars.

Silver made you cherish that brief moment of the early mornings more. The timid, colorless sun rays on the light gray horizon that made up the strands of his hair. You didn't need the Sun to shine when you had Silver who was the true rising star, soft and gentle. Someone who didn't blind you and yes, cradled you in comfortable warmth. Such a unique feeling.

You sighed deeply. 

“Silver is so beautiful…,” you said without thinking.

A little bird then chirped at you.

“O-of course he's not just beautiful!,” you hurried to complete, thinking that the little bird was scolding you. “Silver is one of the coolest people I know. Don’t you think the same?”

The group of birdies chirped back at you and somehow, you felt they had agreed. Some squirrels also appeared to join in the conversation and look after the sleepy boy, decorating the spaces in his arms with more wildflowers.

“He's also so good with animals! It's like a prince charming, like those fairy tales I used to read as a child,” you said, smiling, and then taking a deep breath. You turned your gaze back to Silver. “I think I'm in love…”

“You seem to be,” one of the squirrels squealed softly to you.

It was a pretty complicated situation at the end of the day. You didn’t understand much of animal language and those little creatures understood your words much less. But somehow you were getting into some sort of comprehension between each other — maybe the animals a little better than you.

“You want to know why I'm in love? I swear my reasons are pure!,” you said, acting as if the animals were Silver’s protective parents.

“Why is everyone around here so weird?,” the squirrel from before squealed, scratching his head.

“Shhh!,” a sparrow tweeted. “I want to hear!”

You adjusted yourself a little better on the grass, ensuring a posture to talk with the little friends of the guy you loved so much. 

Generally, when you met Silver, they would run away when faced with the presence of another human, but that day, they seemed more willing to stay close to you. Or they found it easier to ignore you at the expense of being in Silver’s friendly arms. They were still in some debate about it but they knew you didn’t mean any harm.

“I like how he has respect for everyone and never made fun of me just because I don’t have any magic. People say he’s an airhead but he always says things that help calm me down when I’m worried,” you started. “And he smiles so beautifully when he talks about his dad…”

“Dad...? That weird bat?,” a skinny rabbit that approached suddenly asked a cardinal.

“Just thinking about him gives me the creeps!,” it ruffled its feathers, startled.

“I think Silver is able to like everyone or at least maintain a good relationship with people, even without realizing it. Huh... should I tell you how I fell in love with him?”

The animals stirred suddenly. The birds chirped and the squirrels shook their little heads accordingly. The rabbit from before jumped all over Silver until it came to you and touched your arm, as if begging you to tell. You held back a laughter, glad you had piqued their curiosity.

“But promise not to tell Silver, okay?,” you asked.

They made a few more sounds that you had to ask them to calm down. At this, you turned to the sleepy Silver next to you. Despite what you said, would it really be a good idea to do that? He was right there, lying down and — as much as Silver had the heavy sleep worthy of a gargoyle — he would wake up sooner or later.

You lightly tapped Silver’s shoulder, checking to see if he was still asleep. His response, however, was to give a slight snore. A little squirrel lightly stroked Silver’s torso, as if to reassure him. The animals were already used to that sound but you controlled yourself in your reaction.

Maybe it was the position of his head at the tree’s root or it was the deepest state of sleep you’ve ever witnessed Silver have. His snoring sounded like the crackling of a fireplace in winter. 

“Okay, okay...,” you patted your face to regain focus. “Not the time for that.”

“It's been a while…,” the little animals had their eyes focused on you telling the story. “I'd talked to Silver a few times, but not much. We saw each other more from afar, you know? Then one day, I was walking by the campus and I saw a horse walking near the woods. From what I heard, the horse had escaped from the stables.” 

“That guy...,” the rabbit sighed, knowing who the horse was.

“I didn't know if I should approach him or not. But he seemed to perceive my presence the same way and neighed. I didn't know why, it was so sudden that I got a little scared. But then... Silver came up. He stood between me and the horse, an exemplary knight posture. If I hadn’t known that he cannot talk to animals, I would have convinced myself that he calmed the horse with his kind words. But... he said it all out loud, the way we talk, you know?”

“Oh, that's our Silver!,” an owl that you hadn’t realized was in the tree seemed to laugh softly.

“I remember his words to this day. Silver told the horse not to hurt me, I was his friend. It was the first time I heard him speak louder than usual, after all the horse was far away and even though he spoke in a normal way, it was so... surprising. We didn't even talk to each other that much and he considered me a friend?”

You closed your eyes for a moment, recalling that day in your mind with every possible detail. Your heart was already pounding and you hadn’t even gotten to the really exciting part.

“When Silver calmed the horse and put him on a reign, he turned to me. I kind of stayed there because... well…,” you chuckled to yourself. “... I didn't know how to look at anything but him. Usually, I always find him sleeping around and that time, he was the one who found me first. Silver asked if I was okay, I replied yes and…” 

When you opened your eyes, you sighed.

“I knew I was in love because seeing Silver smile made my heart race. It was the first time I saw him smile. Like I said, most of the time when Silver smiles, it’s when he talks about his father. But at that moment, he smiled at me,” you took a deep breath. Your gaze lost but your smile was like little rays of sunshine that escaped through the leaves of a tree. “I know! It's kinda silly…”

“No, it’s not.”

Funny thing. The squirrel in front of you was with his mouth open as if to say something but, you understood those words very well. And it was an awfully familiar voice on top of that!

Still a little confused, you leaned closer to the tree and rested your arm on the shoulder of a sleeping Silver — who watched you, wide awake, with the crystal clear, lilac eyes of the most beautiful aurora borealis you could see. You were silent for a solid minute before you jumped up from where you were, pushing away all those woodland creatures that were also surprised.

“Silver! S-silver...?!,” you put a hand on your chest, your heart full of adrenaline. “W-when... since when did you wake up?”

Silver sat on the grass, stretching himself while squinting his eyes a little, as if this action allowed him to have a better grasp on memory. 

“Oh, it was somewhere before you told the story. I was still a bit drowsy so I guess I didn't open my eyes... and I almost slept again a few times. I know I snored, for sure. Your voice is soothing, though I can't explain how.”

Silver yawned one last time while you turned to the small animals that were scattered nearby, most of them in the big tree above you two. Then you fixed your eyes on the sparrow that had not left Silver’s shoulder and seemed to avoid eye contact with you at all costs.

“Really?,” the rabbit asked her. “You could have warned us when you realized.”

“I didn't want to interrupt the story!,” the sparrow chirped guiltily and hid her little face in Silver’s neck.

“What's up, little one?,” Silver moved his hand closer to the bird. The sparrow was actually the one who first woke him up in an accident.

The young man then heard a small thud and saw you lying on the ground, desolate and almost fainting. Silver exclaimed your name and the sparrow took the opportunity to fly to the tree’s branch as he approached you. When Silver lifted your torso a little to sit up, he noticed that you were muttering something.

Well, several things. Fast, confused, agitated thoughts. You looked like Sebek when he did something fantastic and Malleus couldn’t witness it in time — the appearance of despair and frustration was the same. Although, the problem was just the opposite. Silver heard something you didn’t want him to know. Yet. 

It was complicated even for you.

“Forgive me, I shouldn't have eavesdropped on your conversation with the animals,” Silver said, feeling that he had done something wrong.

“N... No... that’s not the problem…,” you managed to mumble back, somehow. “... Silver... I…”

“You love me, don't you? Or did I hear wrong?”

You focused your gaze better on Silver. He was close enough to your face that you could see some sadness in his eyes when he said that last sentence. You couldn’t read his expression, what he really meant. 

Silver was both a stone and an open book. Sometimes you knew exactly what he was feeling. In others, it was a complete mystery. You could be wrong about him being sad to think that you didn't love him and he just got confused — even though you repeated the same loving words over and over again. Would it be too selfish to think so? 

However, the melancholy forming in his eyes was something you couldn't allow. A dragon of bad feelings lurking, preparing to attack him. Not when you were there to defend your prince!

“I love you, Silver!,” you said, not realizing that your words came out even too loud. “I love you very much! Please... don't hate me.”

In the last part, you lost all your strength and looked away from him. Doing this, you couldn’t see the surprise in Silver’s eyes. He stared at you for quite a while until gently turning your face back to him.

“I don’t hate you. You can’t hate someone you love,” Silver said, giving a small smile.

That was an even bigger surprise than finding out Silver had been awake all along. When you put your hand on his chest, it was to grab his tie and question him about the truth of that statement. You were still anxious, full of adrenaline because of all these emotions mixing in your heart.

But when you did that, your hand didn’t even move because you started listening to Silver’s heart beating. A heartbeat just like yours. Accelerated and intense. In love. How Silver was able to maintain such a serene expression and an agitated heart, you didn’t know. But you also didn’t know that he liked you too.

“R-really?,” you asked.

“You’re a very nice person and are quite nice to me. I feel good when I’m by your side. You bring me comfort and give me courage at the same time. My old man told me that there was no other explanation outside love,” Silver honestly confessed. “At first, I thought that these strange feelings were just malaise and I needed to eat more carrots.”

You tried to hold back from laughing out loud in Silver’s face. But sometimes he said such strange things with a seriousness and confidence that it was impossible to have another reaction. Silver noticed that you were laughing — or almost — and he was glad that you regained your good humor. Before he could say that, you touched his face.

“You’re too precious, you know?” 

It was a simple expression but you should have expected him to answer it his way.

“You’re precious too... very much,” Silver replied, his gaze more focused on you than ever.

Why did he do this with your poor heart? At the end of the day, you didn't have to wonder if your love song would find and win your beloved one — he was already there. You beautiful, sleepy, unusual prince. 

“Oh, please!,” the Sparrow chirped, frustrated. “Do I have to do everything myself?”

None of you noticed the bird flying towards you at full speed and hitting behind your head with unexpected force. This impulse made you get too close to Silver and your lips touched very lightly. Unfortunately, since you had taken your hand away from him, you didn't feel his heart jump for a brief instant. 

“H-Huh... well... since I love you and you love me... you... can we kiss?,” you wanted to faint. You were crossing the already cursed limits of pure shame.

“I'm going again, huh!,” the sparrow continued to chirp.

“Glad I woke up then,” Silver muttered.

You didn't quite understand what he meant but your lips couldn't ask any more questions. When Silver dreamed of you, he was always unlucky to wake up in that part. It may not be something worthy of a fairy tale but, it was you and that’s what matters to him. 

| Special notes: First of all, yes, @pandoa , you’re that little sparrow lol at first I just thought that bc the portuguese word for sparrow is “pardal” and… it kinda looks like your username?? (pardal, pandoa, panda… yk let it be) but I forgot that is “sparrow” so it only lasted the “pa” and the “o”. But I still did what I wanted!

Also, fun fact: carrots help your heart, boost the immune system, help with constipation and strengthen your bones, so when Silver mentions thinking about eating more carrots is a actual health benefit + Sleeping Beauty reference~ |

CHERRY I'M GIGGLING OUT LOUD AT THIS

"please spare a moment to hear about our most wonderful club full of fascinating activities -PUT THE BROOM AWAY- I'm sure you'll love it if you give it a chance!!! I even brought a mushroom casserole of questionable quality for you 🥺 -I SAID TO PUT THE BROOM AWAY-"

instead of running to the sunset we run to the sunrise while you chase us away from your house (for now)

No one:

Jade: Let me tell you about the wonderful Mountain Lovers Club

Vargas Camp