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dinner conversation (based on this)

So JKR is anti asexual now to

Mel medarda

I stitched it together

One Last Picture

English Version:

Oneshot of Twisted Wonderland, events 10 years after Grim’s overblot and Yuu’s death…

Warnings: None

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Versión en español:

Oneshot de Twisted Wonderland, acontecimientos 10 años después del overblot de Grim y la muerte de Yuu…

Advertencias: Ninguna

English:

“Ten years. Ten years have passed since that day. That disastrous day when I watched you leave. I still remember it—I do every single day. My mind drifts back to those harsh moments: you lying on the ground, the crimson of your blood spread everywhere, the way your eyes lost their light, and the warmth of your body being replaced by the cold that signaled your departure. The aftermath of battle—cries and screams—filled the scene, and in your arms, he was there. I remember the deafening silence shattering into sobs and wails. Even now, the burning in my throat remains, tearing at me just like that day. I remember the tears scorching my face and how I clung to your body—already an empty shell—as if that would somehow keep you from leaving. Just like you clung to him.

Tell me, Yuu, why? Why, even in your final moments, did you use the last of your strength to save him? Why? Why would you protect the beast that took your life…?

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As stubborn as ever. If you hadn’t had that stupid savior complex, you’d still be here with us… with us.

Ten years have passed, and we’ve changed so much. Would you be proud of us?

Where do I even start…? Deuce and I became police officers. We still have the same dynamic, but now we’re a little less stupid—or at least I like to think so. Epel went back to his hometown, and thanks to his hard work, his family business has grown. Their farm is famous now. Jack pursued sports and is now a world-class athlete—I wish you could see him in action, he’s incredible. And Sebek? From what I’ve heard, he’s now a general in the royal guard of the Briar Valley. Can you believe he’s even louder than before? Ha!

Our upperclassmen have also gone on with their lives, though we all still keep in touch. We even get together from time to time. Can you believe Riddle still puts that damn collar on me?! That bastard—I never even do anything! …Well, nothing too bad.

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The only one who’s really isolated himself is Malleus… After your death, he became even more reclusive. He never leaves his castle—except to visit you, here at Ramshackle, where your ashes rest.

And… him.

Him. Grim. He doesn’t remember you. He doesn’t remember anything from that day. Not his overblot, not the destruction he caused, and least of all the life he took. You, Yuu.

Riddle says it’s a way of coping with trauma. That his mind represses those memories to protect itself. But why? Why does he get the luxury of forgetting everything while I’m forced to relive it every night for these past ten damn years?!

It’s unfair. So unfair.

He still lives here at NRC, in the staff area. Crowley took him in after you were gone, and now he’s the school’s mascot.

Why? Why him?! He gets to live, to chase his dreams, to make mistakes, to be happy. But you… You’re dead. Unfair.

HE WAS THE ONE WHO OVERBLOTTED. HE SHOULD HAVE DIED—NOT YOU!

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It’s unfair…”

/The tears that burned my eyes finally spilled down my cheeks. The suffocating grief of your loss still haunts me. And the anger—the anger at myself for not saving you. For not being stronger, braver, more capable. Why wasn’t it me instead of you? Kneeling before your grave, before the small monument made in your honor, I cry like a child. I cry until I have no tears left. Deuce watches me—I can feel his eyes on my back. He’s been silent this whole time, letting me speak to you freely. Supposedly, that should make my soul feel lighter, but why does the emptiness you left behind still remain?I snap out of my trance when I feel a hand on my shoulder. A reminder that time is running out, and I need to finish my speech soon.

“Sorry… I know you’d scold me if you could hear me saying all this, but honestly… I miss it so much…

Ah, right! I brought something for you. It’s that camera Crowley gave you. It was destroyed in the battle, which is why it took us so long to fix it. We managed to recover some of the photos—so many beautiful memories, innocent moments frozen in time. Unfortunately, most of the pictures with you in them couldn’t be restored. Every photo of you was lost. All except one. That last picture before the tragedy. The one where we’re all together. The one that captures the calm before the storm. The last moment of happiness we ever had.

Yuu… you have no idea what I would give to go back to those days. No idea what I would do… for one last picture.”

Español:

“Diez años. Diez años han pasado desde aquel día. Aquel desastroso día en el que te vi partir. Aun lo recuerdo,lo hago cada día, mi mente vaga por esos duros momentos: tu tirado en el suelo, el carmesí de tu sangre exparsido por todo el lugar, el como tus ojos perdían su luz y el calor de tu cuerpo ser remplazado por aquel frío que anunciaba tu partida. Un rastro de batalla llantos y gritos acompañan la escena, y en tus brazos, estaba El . Recuerdo el silencio ruidoso romperse a gritos y llantos. Hasta ahora el ardor permanece en mi garganta, rasgándome como aquel día. Recuerdo las lágrimas quemar mi rostro y el como me aferraba con locura a tu cuerpo, ya un cascarón vacío, como si eso evitaría que te fueras. Así mismo como tú te aferrabas a El.

Dime Yuu, porque hasta el ultimo momento, incluso mientras morías, decidiste utilizar tus ultimas fuerzas para salvarlo. Por qué? Por qué querrías proteger a la bestia que arrebato tu vida…?

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Tan testarudo como siempre, si no hubieras tenido ese estúpido complejo de salvador estarías aquí con nosotros…nosotros.

Diez años han pasado y hemos cambiado tanto, estarías orgulloso de nosotros?

Por donde empiezo?…Deuce y yo nos volvimos policías, seguimos manteniendo nuestra dinamica pero ahora somos menos imbeciles o eso quiero creer. Epel volvió a su pueblo, su negocio familiar a crecido gracias a su exfuerzo, ahora son una granja reconocida. Jack siguió el mundo del deporte y ahora es un atleta de clase mundial, ojalá pudieras verlo en acción, es sorprendente. Y Sebek por lo que oí es general de la guardia del rey en el Valle de Espinas, puedes creer que ahora es más ruidoso que antes?. Ja!

También estan nuestros mayores, todos han hecho sus vidas, aún así seguimos en contacto, de vez en cuando nos reunimos incluso. Te puedes creer que todavía Riddle mé pone ese maldito collar suyo!? Maldito, nunca hago nada—o bueno nada muy malo.

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El unico que si se ha aislado ha sido Malleus…despues de tu muerte se ha vuelto mucho más solitario. No sale de su castillo a menos que sea para venir a verte, aqui en el Dormitorio Destartalado donde yacen tus cenizas.

Y…El

El, Grim, no te recuerda. No recuerda nada de lo sucedido ese día. Ni su overblot, ni la destruccion que causó y mucho menos la vida que arrancó. Tu, Yuu.

Riddle dice que es una forma de lidear con el trauma. Que su cerebro reprime todos esos recuerdos con tal de protegerse. Pero porque él tiene el lujo de olvidarlo todo y yo debo vivirlo cada noche todos los días durante estos diez malditos años!

Es injusto, muy injusto. El vive aquí en el NRC, en el área de staff. Crowley lo apadrinó después de tu partida y ahora es la “mascota” de la escuela.

Por qué? Por qué El!? El puede vivir, seguir sus sueños, cometer errores y ser feliz. Por otro lado Tu Tu estás muerto. Injusto…

EL FUE QUIEN TUVO EL OVERBLOT, EL DEBÍA MORIR NO TU!

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Es injusto…”

/Las lágrimas que traicioneras irritaban mis ojos finalmente cayeron por mis mejillas. Aquella tristeza sofocante de tú pérdida persigue en mi. Y el enojo, el enojo conmigo mismo por no salvarte. Por no haber sido más fuerte, más valiente, más capaz. Por qué no fui yo en vez de tu. Delante de tu tumba y el pequeño monumento que se hizo en tu honor, lloro como un niño pequeño, lloro hasta que lágrimas no quedan. Deuce mé mira, siento sus ojos en mi. Ha estado callado todo este rato, dejándome expresar mi monólogo hacia ti con total libertad. Según así mi alma debería sentirse menos pesada, pero porque aun el vacío que dejaste perdiste. Salgo de mi trance al sentir una mano en mi hombro. Un recuerdo de que el tienpo se nos acaba y debo acabar con mi discurso lo antes posible

“Perdón…se que si pudieras me regañarias por decir estas cosas, pero a decir verdad extraño tanto eso…

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A si! Traje algo para ti, es aquella cámara que Crowley te regalo, había sido destruida por la batalla por eso tardamos en repararla. Pudimos extraer algunas de las fotos de esta, tantos bellos recuerdos e inocentes memorias. Lamentablemente la gran mayoría de las fotos donde te encontrabas no hubo forma de restaurarlas. Todas tus fotos se perdieron, todas menos esa, esa última foto antes de la trajedia. Aquella foto donde estamos todos, aquella foto que refleja la calma antes de la tormenta. Donde nuestro ultimo momento feliz fue capturado.

Yuu, no sabes lo que daría por volver a esos tiempos. No sabes lo que haria por una última foto.”

Happy Valentines day~<3

alright, i caved in and ended up joining the valentines special train. or i suppose Ship heheheh.

This drawing was heavily inspired by this image that i came across on pinterest:

Prologue: A Day Like No Other

This is the prologue for the 1k Event! It'll split into routes from here!

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When you woke up that morning, you expected an ordinary day—classes, Grim stealing food from your tray, and maybe an explosion or two courtesy of Ace and Deuce. What you didn’t expect was for nearly every boy in the entire school to suddenly decide, out of nowhere, that they wanted to ask you out.

Riddle Rosehearts

He corners you right after class, red as a lobster, clutching a rulebook in one hand like it’s his lifeline. "I… I thought you might like to attend a formal tea ceremony with me this weekend. You have excellent posture, and I believe we would engage in delightful conversation."

He clears his throat and adjusts his collar. "Of course, I’ll have a list of acceptable topics for us to discuss."

You stare at him. He's shaking slightly.

"...Is this a date?"

His ears turn crimson. "It is not—" He exhales deeply. "Yes, it is. Please say yes."

Trey Clover

Trey smiles warmly as he approaches you after club activities. "Hey, I made a batch of tarts, and I thought we could eat them together. Just us. I mean... It’d be nice to spend time with you. Alone."

He rubs the back of his neck, trying not to look embarrassed. "And if you’d like, I could teach you how to bake something... Maybe, uh, something sweet?"

Cater Diamond

Cater pops out of nowhere, phone already in hand and pointed at you. "Yooo! Wanna go on a date with me? We could take tons of selfies, make Vil jealous, and trend under #CoupleGoals."

You blink at him.

"And hey," he adds with a wink, "if we get along, maybe I’ll tag you in my socials. Exclusive content, you know?"

Ace Trappola

"Okay, look," Ace says, leaning casually against the wall. "I’m not saying you should pick me over, like, Leona or Malleus or whoever—but I’m way more fun than those guys. C’mon, let’s go out. I’ll buy you ice cream. Two scoops."

He wiggles his eyebrows. "You know you want to."

Deuce Spade

Deuce looks nervous but determined, like he’s psyching himself up for a boxing match. "I—I know I’m not the smoothest guy around, but I really like spending time with you! And if you’ll go out with me, I promise I’ll… I’ll be a perfect gentleman. Or at least, uh, I’ll try to be."

Leona Kingscholar

Leona, as usual, doesn’t even try to sugarcoat it. "Come nap with me."

"Is that your idea of a date?"

He shrugs. "You don’t seem like the type to want fancy dinners. This is less effort. Plus, I sleep better when you’re there."

Ruggie Bucchi

"Heyyyy," Ruggie grins, tugging on your sleeve. "How ‘bout you and me hit the town? I know a place that gives out free meals if you pretend to be engaged. C’mon, it’ll be fun!"

Jack Howl

Jack frowns, clearly struggling with the words. "I’m not great at this stuff, but... If you want, we could run together sometime? Or, uh, go on a walk?"

He glances away, ears twitching. "It’d be nice. With you."

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul adjusts his glasses, smiling like he’s just sealed the most important business deal of his life. "It would be an honor to escort you to a dinner at Mostro Lounge. Of course, all expenses will be covered. Consider it... an exclusive arrangement."

Jade Leech

Jade leans in just a little too close, that unsettling smile plastered on his face. "I believe we would have an interesting time exploring the woods together. Perhaps we’ll discover some mushrooms... or each other’s secrets?"

Floyd Leech

Floyd swings an arm over your shoulder, grinning ear to ear. "Oi, let’s go somewhere fun! If anyone bothers us, I’ll squish ‘em."

"Floyd, is this a date?"

"Obviously! Hehe, you're stuck with me now, Shrimpy."

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim’s eyes sparkle with excitement. "Wanna come to a party? It’ll be huge! And afterward, we can ride my magic carpet under the stars!"

You barely have time to respond before he’s already planning an itinerary.

Jamil Viper

Jamil sighs, looking like he’s regretting this already. "If Kalim hasn’t dragged you off yet… would you like to grab lunch? Somewhere quiet, where I won’t have to babysit anyone."

Vil Schoenheit

Vil regards you with a calculating smile. "We could attend an opera together. Or a fashion show, if you prefer. You have potential, you know. I wouldn’t mind refining it."

Rook Hunt

"Ah, mon trésor!" Rook exclaims, dramatic as ever. "It would be a delight to hunt for beauty with you! A picnic in the forest, perhaps? Under the moonlight, where all things enchanting dwell."

Epel Felmier

Epel grins mischievously. "Wanna go smash stuff?"

"...That’s your idea of a date?"

"Yup." He winks. "You in or what?"

Idia Shroud

Idia looks like he’s on the verge of fainting. "So, uh... I-I heard there’s this new game releasing. M-maybe we could play it together? Or not. Forget I asked."

Before you can respond, Ortho pops up cheerfully. "Say yes! My brother’s been practicing this for weeks!"

Malleus Draconia

Malleus looms over you, an almost shy smile on his face. "I would be honored if you would accompany me on a stroll through the gardens. There are many things I wish to show you... and, perhaps, learn from you as well."

Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia grins, his fangs glinting in the light. "How about a little mischief together? We could visit an amusement park or play pranks on the first years. Either way, I guarantee it’ll be memorable!"

Silver

Silver, looking half-asleep, gives you a soft smile. "If you’d like, we could... I don’t know. Sit under a tree and talk. Or just... exist, I guess. As long as it’s with you."

Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek stands stiffly, as if on the verge of saluting. "I would like to take you to dinner! Not that it matters to me, of course! But it would be... logical for us to spend time together. As comrades!"

Rollo Flamme

Rollo catches you alone, adjusting his pristine cuffs with his usual air of seriousness. “I dislike crowds, so I will be brief,” he says, voice as even as his posture. “Would you like to accompany me to a quiet tea house? I find your company... less intolerable than most.”

You blink at him.

He clears his throat, visibly uncomfortable. “Consider it a date.” Then, after a pause, he quickly adds, “If you wish, of course.”

His ears are red, but he refuses to meet your gaze, determined to keep his dignity intact.

And just like that, you find yourself drowning in invitations. Your phone buzzes with reminders from Ortho ("Don't forget to reply to my brother!") and Epel’s laughter rings in your ears. Ace and Deuce whisper ominously about Riddle’s wrath.

Leona, meanwhile, lazily waves from the other end of the hall. "Pick whoever you want. If it's not me, just don’t wake me up."

So...

Who will it be?

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