Plush Cat Sewing Himself Back Together 🪡

What Doesn’t Belong ⚔️

The start of my Book 7 angst arc 🤩 Just kidding… maybe, we shall see because this recent update has given me a lot of ideas for Silver and the rest of Diasomnia. This piece was inspired by Silver’s section of the update where he wanders through the darkness all alone wishing that he had never come into Lilia or Malleus’s lives. It made me so sad when he was yelling at his younger self 😭

Next I think I’m going to work on a Silver and Sebek piece inspired by Book 7 as well as Kingdom Hearts. I do have some ideas for a Silver and Lilia piece too…we shall see which I work on next.

Sebek!!!!! Bangs!!!! Have a croc boi to celebrate the new chapter 🐊✨️✨️

starry scarf ✨

Sebek's voice

tw - suicide attempt, suggestive paragraph, Prefect is unstable, Sebek is angry

- I had made a more lighthearted version, but decided to change it. - I don't think it is truly x reader, more like x oc, but it is still a prefect and still a part of my series.

It's been raining for three days already.

But today, the weather decided to go all out - a full-blown storm. Trees bent under the howling wind, rain swallowed everything in sight. It was too much for November, you thought. Luckily, you didn't have any outdoor lectures today, and the lightning started right after you reached the main building.

Speaking of lightning...

Now that you think about it, the quarrel was so stupid. You can't even remember what exactly started it. Words flew back and forth, escalating until, somehow, it's been more than two weeks since you and Sebek last spoke.

You know it was your fault. You know you overreacted, said too much, maybe. But you were just so tired, so overwhelmed. So much had been happening, and... you should have chosen your words more carefully. But it's too late now.

Everything is hazy from that day, except for Sebek's voice. It was raw - cracking, even though he was almost shouting, more than usual. You remember the sound of that pain clearly.

And it's all you have now. 

Only now, with his booming voice gone from your daily life, you realize how empty it feels around you. Sure, you hear him in the corridors sometimes, calling out to Malleus, or in the cafeteria while you eat.

But none of it is directed at you. Since the day you became... more than friends, you'd claimed his shouts, his "human!" as something reserved just for you. His yelling was yours. His scolding was yours. His huffs were yours. His worried reprimands were yours, and yours alone.

And now, you've ruined it.

Both of you are too proud to apologize first, so you dwell in the silence that stretches between you now. It's not like you don't hear him - it's that you don't feel it anymore. Without him speaking to you, it's as if you've gone deaf. Ace and Deuce have to call your name more than once to drag you out of this limbo, but it doesn't matter. What's the point of listening to the world if you can't hear his voice?

Loud or quiet, harsh or gentle - Sebek's voice always made you feel something. Calm, safe, shattered, mad, confident, soft, light, warm...

When you were sobbing in your ramshackle bedroom, his voice dragged you back to reality. When you were down, surrounded by darkness in your head, his thunderous tone jolted you like lightning, forcing you to pull yourself together. When you hesitated because of past failures, his shouts were the push you needed to act without fear. 

Sebek's loud presence took away all fear in your life. Of sounds, of memories, of love, of yourself. 

Because of Sebek, you also stopped being afraid of storms. Thunderstorms used to bring back sounds you'd rather forget, but Sebek changed that. Now, you crave the clash of thunder and the flash of lightning because they remind you of him.

The way he speaks, the way he yells, the way he scolds you... his voice is louder than any storm, and it's become your favorite sound. 

It echoes in the walls of your mind, crawls under your skin, blankets your thoughts in a haze of rain and static, and resonates all over inside out. When he comes for another scold, going on and on, coming closer and closer, and becoming quieter and quieter - words dropping from a roar to a murmur until all you can hear are the breaths you share in the dark, intertwining until you can't differentiate between your moans and his, merging in a symphony of sounds shared only between you-

"Louder. I can't hear you."

A sudden clash jolts you out of your daze. You blink, realizing you've dozed off on the couch in the Ramshackle lounge, a book - which Sebek lent you - almost falling from your lap. For a split second, you thought you heard him, but it was just thunder. It's raining again. 

You sit up, the book slipping from your fingers as you clutch your head.

"Not you. Again." you whisper, not noticing the tears slipping down your cheeks. You stare blankly out the window as the lightning streaks across the sky.

"Still not you. You're brighter. Louder."

Sebek is brighter than any lightning, louder than any thunder. What is this mockery? Like you don't deserve to hear the real thing - your Sebek - just these dim imitations...

"Pathetic human" you imagine Sebek would say. And he'd be right.

You don't want it to be a text, so you record a voice message.

"I love you. I'm sorry."

You can't hear his voice, but at least he can hear yours - one last time.

The storm only gets worse, but you're glad. The noise means no one will notice, not for a while. From where you stand on the roof of NRC, you can see the whole campus spread out like a map below you. A few months ago, Malleus showed you this hidden spot - tucked behind the gargoyles, yet easily accessible - so you could admire them together. You never thought you'd be here now, misusing this knowledge in the worst way.

"What am I doing wrong?" you whisper into the rain.

"Please, shout at me like you always do. Wake me up with your thunderous roar. Call me an insolent human, make me ashamed of myself... like I should be.

Say something....please...I want to hear you...I need to hear you again.

I need to hear your voice.

You are my voice of reason.

You have always been my voice of reason, my sound of hope... 

Please. Seb. Please."

Nothing.

Well, then - into the silence you go.

You take a step forw-

"YOU DAMN FOOLISH HUMAN!!!"

Green lightning fills your vision, a deafening roar shakes the world. Your vision goes white, and before you can react, strong arms wrap around you, squeezing so tightly you can't breathe. Everything is a blur, your senses reeling from the storm's chaos and the rage vibrating in his voice.

"I'M TALKING TO YOU! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?! LOOK AT ME! I SAID LOOK AT ME!"

His voice sounds so close yet so far, you can feel his breath on your skin. You try to reach him with your hand but-

"Sebek..." is all you manage before darkness pulls you under.

You wake in your room at Ramshackle, body trembling with cold. How long had you been standing there, soaked? It doesn't matter. You turn your head, seeing Sebek at your bedside, fury and worry twisting his face.

"Woke up already?" he snaps, voice low and angry. Really angry.

But he's here. He's with you. He's talking to you. It's all that matters.

"Sebek...I'm sorry..."

"YOU BETTER BE!" he thunders, the force of his voice filling the room.

"You'd better have a damn good explanation, or I'll make sure you don't move without my supervision for the rest of your life!" he hisses, quieter but no less angry.

"It was stupid. I'm sorry for making you worry..."

"LIKE YOU SHOULD BE!" he yells again, and you can see it now, the fear beneath the anger. You're such a fool.

"Prepare yourself for a long lecture, you hear me?!" he demands.

Without thinking, you get up and reach for him, pulling him into a tight embrace, face buried against his neck.

"Yes. Yes, I can hear you. And I want to hear that lecture. Please. 

I love hearing your voice."

Twisted wonderland AU Children of Laughter: Waking up

Previous part

Dark, empty, quiet, and vast. This is what welcomes Sian as she wakes up from her slumber. It takes a moment to realize the vast dark space isn't as vast or unlimited as it seems upon first glance.

Sian takes a deep breathe in and out.

'First things first what is the last thing that happened before i fell unconscious?' Sian pondered.

She and Yuzu were on a grocery run and were returning back to the cabin. Yuzu was getting low on many ingredients and wanted to make some desserts for Sian to cheer the Fae girl up during her visit.

However they encountered a carriage while they were crossing the dirt road.

Sian pinches the bridge of her nose and then quickly patted herself down looking and checking herself for injuries.

Her muscles ached in a few places and her head was reeling from a headache. So it appears she got a little sore from a fall. Not surprising that her head hurts since she can't recall what exactly happened when they collided with the horses drawn carriage.

Perhaps a horse kicked her, no that probably wasn't it horse kicks were powerful. A kick to the head would probably be more harmful than the state of her head currently suggests.

Perhaps she was pulled or startled back at the site of the horse approaching fast at her. Then her head collided with the ground fast and hard as she fell losing her footing amongst the chaos.

'Yeah that's probably it' Sian murmur to herself.

Sian closed her eyes again deep breathes as she trys to calm herself down.

Her eyes snapped open wide as her breathing gets rapid and her heart beats wildly.

'YUZU! where is she?! She was with me.'

Sian goes back to trying to calm herself down with breathing exercises.

She needed to figure out where she was fast but needed to calm herself down first. Panicking would make her more rash and prone to mistakes. She can't afford to make mistakes not when Yuzu's health and safety are on the line.

"Not again I won't go through that again I refuse" Sian muttered to herself quietly.

Breathe in, Breathe out

Breathe in, Breath out.

'Get it together one step at a time'

Okay first things first these stuffy clothes. Sian patted herself down remembering her clothes felt slightly different and odd.

She was still wearing the same vest with slightly oversized shirt underneath it. A belt slatted at her waist with another cloth wrapping around her waist like the bottom half of a dress. However unlike a typical ball gown this one was very light, flowy,and most importantly shorter as it ended right above her knees. But most importantly her 'skirt' was handmade and had pockets.

What Sian isn't wearing is her typical long cloak instead she's wearing some stuffy robes on top of her regular clothes for visiting Yuzu.

Sian preferred wearing light, flowy, clothes that were easy to move around in instead of heavy elegant gowns she was forced in sometimes when visiting one of her other friends.

Anyways back to the robes that Sian doesn't remember wearing at all today.

She quickly took the hood down and freed her arms from those long sleaves. She then wrapped those sleaves around her waist on top of the belt she wore and even tucked in the end of the sleeves into her belt.

She yawns and stretches her arms and wings.

Those darn stuffy robes! Her pixie wings felt so suffocate and restricted under them.

Sian closed her eyes and trys to feel the air.

How cold was the air around her?

How big or small was the space she occupied in comparison to herself?

Was there even a breeze? Was she indoor or outdoor?

She focused on how the air felt on her skin, how it swayed alongside the magic she sensed all around her in whatever space she currently occupied. Using her natural connection with wind magic to sense the shape and size of wherever she seems to be at currently.

She takes a deep breathe and opens her eyes. She's in a container of some sort, again. However this one was larger and more of a weird long rectangular shape the top of it was strange but she doesn't focus on it for long. The container Sian was in is upright and standing wherever it is currently located, not lying down on it's back nor lying on its side.

The material of the container felt hard wood or metal perhaps, certainly not made of glass nor fabric.

'Where in the world was she?'

She felt the area around her with wind magic some more, testing the area to see where the lid or exit may be. The front, the lid was on the side right in front of her.

She takes a deep breathe and focused her mind on pushing the air strongly against the lid with her wind magic. The wind made a whoosh noise as the lid came right off and floated a few feet in from of her. It worked. It appears there wasn't anything outside the container to keep the lid on tight however she felt some strong magical resistance to pushing the lid off. There was a magical locking mechanism on the lid though she managed to click in open with her wind magic just fine.

Now for the lid floating in front of her a few feet awat. With her magic Sian gently placed the lid onto the ground as she surveyed her new surroundings.

The room was vast with lots of empty space. However it wasn't empty there was lots of floating coffins around the room. Large window with elegant designs on them littered the walls accompanied by large curtains pushed to the side of the windows.

In the center of the room was a floating elegant mirror on top of a small fountain. However the fountain didn't release water but a green liquid substance Sian could not recognize nor identify.

The room felt a bit intimidating to Sian as she currently was palm/pixie sized, unable to be 'human sized' at the moment.

Sian didn't mind her current size, she much preferred to be small as it's her true size and feels more at ease and in control during these moments.

Sian is curious tho despite her current small size she was placed in a human sized coffin. Maybe that could pertain clues to who her kidnappers were? Or perhaps the coffin being the wrong sized hinted that her kidnapping wasn't planned since they stored her in such a large space for her small form.

Either way she needs to figure out where she is. Who is around here? Are there friends, foes or both around? Is Yuzu also here as well? If Yuzu is in another coffin it would be risky to just go checking them considering there is a good chance there will be others sleeping inside the other coffins. Sian is unable to tell who is occupying any of the other coffins, if at all.

Sian decides against checking coffins for Yuzu at the moment for she deemed it too risky. She decides to instead, venture out this room to gather information on where they are and who placed them in those coffins.

Sian hesitates tho. Fearing for Yuzu's safety. 'Just a quick look around and then I'll head straight back and hide in this room or somewhere just outside this room' Sian reasoned with herself.

And so Sian flys off out of the mirror chamber quietly promising to return back soon as Yuzu is still slumbering away in another coffin.

Next part

Part Last updated/edited: May 10th, 2025

Missing Heartslabyul student panic: Riddle, Trey, & Cater (pov headcanons)

This fanfic Series idea/intro, Aria OC bio, Ace pov, Deuce pov,

In which Aria is missing from the dorm one night and a fellow Heartslabyul student finds out she has disappeared and might be in trouble.

Trey: was up late at night heading to the kitchen to stress bake. However on his way to the kitchen he hears Aria's shout of "let me go!". He was able to make out the words and distinguish the feelings behind her words to a point.

Might have Trey try to handle the situation on his own.

Cater: is doomscrolling at night after failing to fall asleep multiple times. From his dorm room Cater hears Aria's shout and decided might as well go and investigate.

Hopefully Cater will have an easier time falling asleep after seeing and possibly handling whatever he overheard was. After a while of fruitless searching for Aria/answers to her disappearance. Cater might go and get Trey involved if he's worried or unable to convince himself that Aria is fine and will be back sometime tomorrow.

Riddle: Probably went downstairs in middle of night for similar reasons to catching Ace eating his tarts in book 1. Might've caught someone else breaking the rules and then heard Aria's shout.

Though if he's the one that knocked on Aria's door maybe it would be stern knocks instead of hesitant ones or just did polite knocks?

Riddle doesn't think Aria's disappearance is due to intruders, NRC has stuff in place to prevent/stop them from making it to the dorm rooms. Now Riddle might think other Heartslabyul rule breakers are dragging Aria to join them on heading out to party in the town irresponsibility.

Riddle will either: go back to bed and have a chat with Aria later the next day asking about her disappearance and shout last night, or Riddle will be waiting patiently for the Aria's return. Expecting to see a group of Heartslabyul rule breakers with her to collar upon arriving back to Heartslabyul.

I had realized I did not want to write out all 5 different Heartslabyul scenarios in novel form. So I have summarised these 3 pov versions here as headcanons.

I will not give conclusions yet to this series for any/all povs. I will be more likely to give pov endings in this series after the nightmare series is finished (if or when I finish it). This series and my "The nightmare" series are connected after all.

Post last edited/updated March 24, 2025

Man the plot bunny is really at it in after part 1 of the nightmare.

So many interesting directions I could go for events occuring in response to the last paragraph in part 1.

Like what about the person who knock on Aria's door? Who was it? Why were they knocking at her door? What have they heard, if anything?

And then there's Aria.

Where did she end up? What area or situation did Aria teleport herself into?

Is Aria alone or not? Is she stuck at this new location?

So many entertaining ideas. My brain is very entertained with where I ended part 1.

I did have a specific scenario vaguely planned out before I started writing part 1. However I could have that be another night.

I mean who said Aria teleporting away after a nightmare was a one time thing. Obviously I'm not having my poor girl experience nightmares daily, but maybe once every two weeks max, however would like it be once every few months minimum.

I'll figure it out later, probably

For now I'll have fun daydreaming about Aria and the twst Bois for a while.

Maybe even throw a Yumi in the daydreaming as well.

most important part of the writing process actually is when you loop a single song on max volume and stare at the word document and imagine the characters doing things for 14 hours. this is known as getting in the zone

People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter