I FOUND IT

Me thinking I'm smooth:

Random headcannon:

Leona doesn't like eating vegetables, but Ruggie will try to make him eat them. So to resolve this issue, whenever Ruggie looks away Leona will grab the vegetables on his plate and dust them with Kings Roar. Ruggie turns back and sees the veggies gone and is suspicious but doesn't question it further. The lunchroom staff hate it because there is always a pile of sand under one of the tables. (He does this in the Monstro Lounge whenever he gets dragged there against his will and purposefully leaves large amounts of sand everywhere for Azul to deal with.)

The fish goober called to me.

Mc: Idia, you like cats, right?

Idia: Yes?

Mc: You do realize they are one of the most judgemental animals on the planet right?

Idia: where are you going with this?

Mc: you don't like being judged by others, so why do you like cats.

Idia:.....

Idia: their cuteness far makes up for their judgemental stares

To add on to this I feel like he's a combo of will try to actually fix it strategically first but absolutely will resort to button smashing or flat out hitting stuff and somehow will fix the thing much to everyone's surprise (especially if it's tech. Pidge never knows how he does it and it drives her up a wall cause it never works when she does it XD)

Keith’s idea of fixing broken tech is quite literally just hitting it and hoping that works.

Slowly figuring out how perspective works (behold my figure things :>)

The Hunt for a Break

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Characters: Floyd x reader, honorable mentions to Jade and Azul

Word Count: 1303

Genre: Crack, Fluff

Warnings: the reader is being chased but nothing graphic, the fic is mainly crack but can be a bit considered scary to some readers

Notes: the reader is gender neutral, this is not canon to twisted wonderland or its Halloween event, it is a first person perspective.

A Halloween Collab with: @twistedchatterbox , @jade-s-nymph

A/N: Thank you so much to @twistedchatterbox for letting me participate in this event. I was originally planning for my prompt to be a bit more suspenseful but it turned more into a crack fic than anything else XD. Anyway, thank you for letting me be part of the event, I hope you enjoy my little piece. 💛

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It was a dark and cloudy evening, which to you was an irony as most of the suspenseful books you read had started close to this very description. The other irony was just how well it matched the current situation you found yourself in.

Sticks and leaves crunched under your shoes as you sprinted down the wooded path, trees streaming by you in a blurs of brown and white. The cold of the fall air bit at your fingers and your nose, but you didn’t have the time to stop and warm them up. The thing that was coming after you wouldn’t stop just for you to pitifully rub your hands together in an attempt to warm up a bit, and some part of your brain cursed your decision to leave the dorm without gloves on.

A particularly loud crunch near to your right made you yelp. Yep, it was definitely getting closer, and you were not particularly happy with that development.

“BEGONE WITH THEE!” You screeched to the thing behind you, pushing yourself to pick up the pace. “DON’T YOU HAVE SOMETHING BETTER TO DO!?”

“NOPE!” Came the enthusiastic shout from behind, instilling more fear at the realization that he was not going to stop until it caught you. Leaping over a tree that blocked the path you, you tore off to the left, trying to lose him in very weird, jerky manuvers around the trees and rocks down a small hill. Lighthearted giggling reached your ears as you wove your way down the slope.

“Shrimpyyyyy~ I’m gonna get ya!” Came another shout from behind, followed by rapidly approaching footsteps. In a last ditch effort you flew over a large rock, promptly digging your heels into the dirt upon landing only to dive off to the side of the rock. Squatting down by its side you tried to become as quiet and small as possible, puffs of steam hanging in the air from the quick inhales you took to try and catch your breath. The footsteps in pursuit became louder and lounder until the incredible lanky figure flew over the rock, landing square on his feet before popping up excitedly. A familiar head of teal-colored hair cocked to the side, looking around for where you ran off to.

“Aw come on shrimpy! Where did you go?” His heterochromatic eyes swept the small clearing, full of excitement and confusion. When his gaze swept over the rock again you folded into yourself, trying to get as small as humanely possible. You could have sworn he had seen you as he had looked directly towards you in his wild searching circles. But to your surprise he shrugged, let out a disappointed huff, and started sauntering off towards the left whistling as he went.

It was only when he was out of sight that you realized you had been holding your breath. Air rushed out of your lungs as you exhaled, relief settling over you as you slumped against the rock. Raising a hand to your chest, you could feel your heart beat hard against your ribcage.

“Wasn’t he supposed to be at the lounge at this hour?” You whispered to the rustling leaves. The circumstances behind the sudden chase scene were weird to say the least. Classes had just ended for the day, with half the student body dispersing to discuss what their plans were for the upcoming Halloween events. The housewardens were planning for the yearly Halloween party, the Monstro lounge was busy solving the issue of what the main menu would be, and the students were tasked with decorating their dorms for the season. You had just gotten back to Ramshackle dorm, putting your schoolwork down to tackle later in the day before heading back outside. Your original plan had been to take a brisk walk around the campus to clear your head, get some fresh air and just to take break before going back to tackle the rest of the evening. But it seems that some merperson had other ideas. You hadn’t even made it two steps out the gate before spotting a familiar teal headed merman standing in a menacing half-crouch in the middle of the path, but facing the opposite direction. Before you could even begin to question what you were witnessing he snapped his head around at the sound of the gate shutting, spotting you immediately with a wide grin. You froze when he shouted “Shrimpy!” in earnest excitement, and took off running once he had managed to flip himself around start sprinting at you at an ungodly speed. In short, you seemed to have found yourself the source of entertainment of a guy who was definitely skipping his shift at the Monstro Lounge.

“GOTCHA!” Came a shout from above you, causing you to let out a startled scream. Speak of the devil, Floyd definitely knew where you were now, staring down at you from his newfound rock perch. Scrambling to stand you started to try running off again, but was promptly tackled to the ground and sent rolling across the forest floor with your attacker. Floyd let out a wild bought of laughter once the two of you stopped careening around the clearing, sprawled flat on his back with his arms flung out to the sides. You were in a similar position, lying stomach first across his waist with your arms flung out in front of you. You could feel his stomach shaking with laughter underneath you, which in turn caused you to start laughing along with him once the shock factor had worn off.

“Floyd what the hell!” You laughed, your head falling forward as you shook with hysteria. Floyd laughed harder at your words, shifting to his side and sliding you off of him.

“Ahahaha! Your the best to play with Shrimpy!” He exclaimed, giggling and kicking his feet like a child. “That made my day so much better!”

“Well, glad to be of assistance I guess.” You shifted yourself onto your back, looking up at the sunlight starting to break through the clouds. “Shouldn’t you be at the lounge?”

“Ehhhh, Azul can manage, plus its so boring. This was way better!” Floyd flung his arms above him, emphasizing his point. “I needed a break from all that boring stuff.”

“Well we had one heck of a break.” You snickered. “So, want to go back or do you just want to keep lying here for a bit.” His face scrunched up in faux consideration before he responded.

“Well, lying here won’t hurt anyone.” He said, eyes closed with a soft smile on his face. Linking arms with him, you joined him in lying on the forest floor, enjoying each others company in the growing dusk of the day.

Bonus: “WHERE IS FLOYD!? HIS BREAK ENDED TWO HOURS AGO!” Came a shout from the VIP lounge, Azul storming into the main restaurant soon after.

“I believe he said he was off doing some important things. It must be quite important if its taking him this long.” Jade replied, a cordial smile on his face as he addressed the housewarden.

“Oh please he’s probably off gallivanting around campus looking for someone to mess with.” Azul grumbled, adjusting his glasses so the sat higher on his nose. “He’s picking up an extra shift when the Halloween rush comes around to make up for this.”

Jade let out a hum, letting his smile fall a bit as he spoke. “That will make for a very eventful holiday indeed. I cannot wait to see his reaction when you tell him.”

“No Jade I was planning on you telling him, as if its you it might lessen some of his temper…Jade get back here this instant.”

“I believe I will be taking my break now Azul. I have important things to do.”

Messenger Arrows

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Word Count: 1.0k

Warnings: none

Genre: Fluff/Crack

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Character: Rook Hunt

Headcannon: If someone was dating Rook, they would have to be on edge a lot because he has a habit of firing arrows at them, with either poems or small notes attached. It's a nice gesture, but it's a bit nerve-wracking to have an arrow whiz an inch away from your nose and stick into the wall. Thank the sevens he has good aim.

A/N: I apologize in advance my fancy letter writing isn't the best, but I tried. 😅

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*whizzzzzZZZZZZZZZ THUNK*

Ah yes, the usual afternoon arrow, perfectly on time, stuck in the wall, and of course only flew around two centimeters away from Ace's nose.

"GEEZUS!" He yelped, taking a step away from the arrow and holding a hand in front of his face defensively. "AGAIN!?"

"Ace this happens every single afternoon." You said, rolling your eyes as you went to dislodge the arrow from the wall. Ace did his own rolling of eyes right back, lowering his hand once confirming a second thin, scarily well aimed missile wasn't going to take his nose out permanently.

"I know, but why does he have to nick my nose everytime he does it!" He said exasperated, sending a glare towards the spot where Rook definitely was not residing. "It's as if he's doing it on purpose, WHICH HE PROBABLY IS!" The arrow came out of the wall after a good minute of tugging, impressing you and simultaneously scaring your friend further with the sheer amount of force the arrow must have been fired with. Tiny missile indeed.

As usual a pristine white envelope was tied to the arrow, its secrets sealed by red wax with a feather stamping. The envelope itself had been attached to the arrow with a purple ribbon, now fluttering loosely in the light breeze that blew into the hallway from the open windows. You flipped the envelope in your hands a few times, admiring the elegant cursive writing on the the front of it: For my little trickster.

"Oh my seven it's a letter not a forbidden scroll of curses just open the thing!" Ace grumbled, tapping his foot with the impatience of Leona himself. Cue eye roll part 2.

After perching thyself on the windowsill so the hallway wouldn't be blocked, you set the arrow to your side so you could return it to Rook when you...no when he 'coincidentally' ran into you again. Breaking the wax seal carefully you opened the letter, sliding the thin paper out while simultaneously ignoring the nosy first year trying to read the letter over your shoulder.

"Ace I swear to Tsunotaro I will sacrifice you to Riddle if you don't stop snooping." You hissed, shoving his face away with your free hand.

"It's not snooping, it's intel gathering-" He snapped his mouth shut once he noticed the serious look on your face. That morning he had accidentally turned a rose bush purple while trying to magic them to red. The blame had managed to be shifted to another unfortunate underclassman but you had witnessed the screw up before he could figure out how to 'fix' it. Turns out having blackmail is fairly effective in getting pesky first years to scooch three feet to the left.

With the angry Ace now standing far enough away to not be able to snoop, you turned your gaze down to read the letter in your hands:

My Darling Trickster,

Another sun has risen over the distant horizon, a new day had begun from it's appearance, bathing the land in it's radiant glow. And yet it fails to shine as brightly as you. How could it? Your beauty shines so brightly it puts the stars to shame! Let us enjoy this new day together until the moon slips into the sky and sends us to slumber once again. I will wait patiently for you in the thicket of roses, we shall make this day a good one.

Yours Truly, Rook Hunt

Well, it looks like you had a date that afternoon.

"It's the sappiness for me-"

Ace got slapped with the envelope.

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Okay, the message arrows were cool as an afternoon thing, not so much a 'wake-up-and-nearly-get-slammed-with-a-close-flying-arrow.' It was especially nerve wracking to see a wooden shaft around an inch away from the tip of your nose, still slightly trembling from its impact into the wooden walls of Ramshackle Dorm. It was as if the arrow had struck any hint of sleepiness you had, killing it in a single hit.Grim had been equally shocked by the sudden attack, having jumped from his perch on the bed and skittering away to protect his tuna stash. The traitor.

Carefully reaching upwards, you pulled the arrow out of the wall easily. Considering how worn down the walls were already it wasn't a shock it came out easier than from the stone walls of the school hallways. Once again the arrow held a white envelope, tied on with a yellow ribbon this time but still the same scenario as last afternoon.

Sitting upright in the bed you detached the letter from the arrow, putting the ribbon in the jar you had on the nightstand. It would be a waste not to save them, they were some high quality ribbons. The arrow meanwhile got unceremoniously shoved off the bed, clattering on the floor while you opened the envelope. The letter was shorter this time, probably out of courtesy since you had only just woken up.

Good morning Monsieur Trickster!

The birds have awoken and started their songs of the day, filling the air with colorful notes and melodies. It would be a shame for you to miss such a wonderful morning. I will await by your humble abode to escort you to the school building in an hour. We shall enjoy the blissful morning together!

Yours Truly, Rook Hunt

You felt your heart flutter a bit, the sweet words of the letter brushing away the initial shookithness of the way the message made its way into the building. You took a glance at the time before slipping out of bed, striding over to the wardrobe in order to start getting ready. While you loved your boyfriend dearly, you may have to have a talk with him about his method of delivering notes.

He could still do the arrows in the afternoon don't get it wrong, but maybe in the mornings he could find a less violent way to get the messages to you. You didn't want him to stop completely though. As startling as they were you had to admit, you had grown fond of his messenger arrows.

I HAVE BEEN SUMMONED AJDJEOWNDBFHEJDBRBE

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