THIS NPC I'VE NEVER MET JUST STARTED INSULTING MY OUTFIT???

I really hate it when I read a twisted wonderland fanfic, the reader is always female 😐bshdbdhe I'm so frustrated whenever I see "twst x FEMALE reader" sjdnhebfuenduej like non binary and men exists 💀 no hate to the authors but PLEASE recommend me some twst x GN!reader. This has been going on for years and I hate it. I'm non binary and whenever I see a female reader in twst fanfic I just beudnekdnehbs 😭 I'm not forcing fanfic authors to make their readers male/non binaries, some people have their reasons, and I understand that :D

Wattpad is definitely the worst place to find a twst reader insert fanfics, almost all of them is female, I don't recommend going to Wattpad if ur a boy/non binary looking for a twst x reader fanfics, I sometimes go to ao3 since ao3 is the best omg 😭

Again, I am not trying to force female reader writters, it's just that I want to find a non binary/gn reader twst fanfic, also MARRY ME IF U WRITE TWST X GN READER FANFICS MWAHWAH ILYSMM

ThusisoCUTEEEE

epel bunny!! 🍎🐇💗

I can finally show the art for the zine

I kinda want to start a club like a newspaper club or something, like for example like the game mysterious forum and 7 rumors, I LOVE how they always find a way to solve any mystery, I kinda want to make a group and find some old or new cases(Online), and try to solve it! Either its creepy, wholesome etc. I want to make a club and solve mysteries!! I think im like this because i finished the game, which i recommend playing!!

(I kin shino [gingerbravesmirk])

The ending scarred me for life tho 💀

This is so stupid nwudheyd I always easily get inspired my people and ended up making it a big deal, and when I lose interest on said inspiration, I would ignore anything related to the thing that inspired me. WHICH IS WHYY

I will make a server (those who wants to join the newspaper club of course! AND if i have time to and know the basics on discord) And become the owner! And if i get bored, i will pass down the ownership to the second member who joined the club, and if they get bored, they'll pass down the ownership! Its a cycle lol 💀

I need atleast ONE person to join (not forcing) the club so I wont feel embarrassed when i already made the server 🤾

It doesnt matter if we can't solve cases tho! We just investigate for fun :) and maybe meet new people!! Let me know if u want to join :)

(GODTHISISSOEMBARRASJNG)

ANYWAYS SHINOS SMILE 😭

Perfect!!!

So cute I almost got diabetes

"you're doing it again."

kenma's voice was quiet, the soft tenor of his flat, but not quite annoyed. never really annoyed with you, sometimes unimpressed, other times confused, but mostly just observant. and he did, he noticed everything.

unlike you, it seemed. you hadn't even realised that your hand had crept under the hem of his hoodie, fingers sliding across the soft warmth of his stomach, the hair between his belly button tickling your fingertips like a cautious little kiss. you hadn't even touched him for any reason. you did just…because.

because he was warm, and you liked warm. you liked his warm.

innocently, you blinked up at him, your chin resting on his shoulders, legs tangled on the couch as some random video played in the background. you blew onto his neck and he shifted slightly, "doing what?"

"that thing," his eyes scurried over to you and back, the golden of his iris getting smaller, "your hand. my hoodie. sneaky."

you grinned and stole a kiss from his shoulder, "i'm not sneaky. you just never stop me."

kenma huffed, shaking his head slightly, the tips of his hair brushing your nose, yet — he never moved your hand. if anything, he leaned into you a little more, his body seeking the flush of your own close to him; there was a faint blush crawling across his cheeks, settling on his skin gorgeously. his thumb continued to scroll through his phone, but like a betrayal to his attitude, you could feel the way his chest expanded underneath your fingertips, breathing slowing under your palm like he'd started to relax the moment you touched him. his heart beat a cute melody against your head when you rested your cheek against his chest, fast and tripping.

"you're like a cat," he mumbled, warm air brushing your forehead.

"says you."

"i'm not a cat."

"yeah, you are."

"am not."

"are," you smiled against his hoodie, letting your hand rest there, fingers still splayed slightly over his skin, caressing his stomach and he squirmed a little underneath your touch. he wasn't ticklish, you knew that, but he fidgeted like he didn't know what to do with all the feelings of your hand on his abdomen, soft and full of affection. it was quiet for a moment and when you stopped teasing him, he finally settled, too.

then he spoke again, softer this time like he was hesitant to admit it: "…i like it."

he didn't look at you, refused to like always, too shy and too embarrassed; his ears flushed and burning.

"i like when you do that," he added, barely audible, "it— it feels nice. like you're there."

you squeezed him gently, cheek mushed against him, "i am here, dummy."

behind the curtain of his hair, kenma smiled too, the kind where it was all crooked, all soft, the one he only could with you. he shifted slightly again so he could press his cheek on top of yours, his voice disappearing between your hair, "then stay there a while."

and you did — hand under his hoodie.

TAGLIST | @takes1 @classicalelephant

i’ve become the villain’s lover!

summary: You have the worst luck in the entire world to be transmigrated into a novel as some faceless side character, where the most notorious villains in the story won’t leave you alone. (ft. Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, Malleus).

notes: 12k words, scenario, fluff, mentions of violence, reader gets injured once, heavily based on my love of cheesy isekai/reincarnation/villainess manhwa 

All of your problems started with the book your friend lent you.

You didn’t even want to read it at first, but you took the copy because she wouldn’t stop pestering you and spamming you with texts. The title—I’ve Become the Villain’s Lover!—was embossed gold, and the cover picture had seven beautiful men lounging around a woman with brown hair, the woman gazing wistfully into the distance. In short, it was so cheesy it sent chills down your back.

You really weren’t going to read it. But that summer night was hot and humid and you had nothing better to do than stare at the television and stir around your half-melted ice cream. So when you saw the book on the edge of the kitchen counter, you thought, why not? and opened it up.

If it was bad, you would stop after a few pages. But the television kept droning on as you read, and your forgotten ice cream was now melted slush in its bowl, and soon you were halfway through the story.

The premise itself was simple enough: the heroine, Hera Winn, was the treasured daughter of a down on his luck baron. He sent her to the city to make her debut, and after a series of mishaps, she ended up running into the crown prince, Malleus Draconia, who fell in love at first sight. However, the crown prince was feared by his subjects, and rumors swirled around about his fearsome power and his family. To make matters worse, six other men fall in love with Hera. The cherry on top? All seven men were notorious villains, feared by people far and wide for their cruelty.

You were still a few chapters away from the ending when your eyes started drooping; it was impossible to keep them open, even though you were dying to text your friend. It was deliciously bad, in an over-the-top and campy way, and you appreciated how self-indulgent the author was. Seriously, why would seven villains even fall for an ordinary person? It was way too contrived.

Whatever. You could call her tomorrow.

You closed your eyes, and when you opened them again, you found yourself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. Oh no. No way. This wasn’t what you thought it was, was it?

Conveniently, there was a hand mirror next to you, and when you stared into the frame, the face of a stranger stared back at you.

Your worst fears had come true. You’d transmigrated into I’ve Become the Villain’s Lover!

Shit. You were never going to read another book in your life.

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leona & jamil