I Just Started Book 7 Of Twst And I'm Crying! I Started Crying At Like Chapter 16 And It Just Keeps Coming!!

I just started book 7 of twst and I'm crying! I started crying at like chapter 16 and it just keeps coming!!

ALSO MALLEUS SINGING ONCE UPON A DREAM WAS SO FUCKING DREAMY

So I was exploring the full body thing on twisted wonderland. I was just going through and looking at the characters shoes and just going like "I like those shoes imma steal them."

But when I get to Leona, I didn't expect to see sandles...OR HIS TOES. LIKE LOOK I KNOW SANDLES ARE NORMAL BUT I WAS JUST LAUGHING ST MYSELF LIKE "THIS MAKES SENSE BUT ALSO."

It was also late at night and it was silly goofy hour so.

DADDY ISSUES | Platonic Lilia x Male reader

Characters: Lilia

Summary: Lilia can't help but notice how weird you act around him

Warnings: Truama, Daddy Issues

a/n: This is based on the song Daddy Issues by The Neighborhood

Word count: 1.6K

You always seemed to hang around Lilia. Everyone noticed this and whenever there was Lilia, you were not too far behind following him wherever he went. Lilia didn’t mind it all too much. He adored your company, but a burning concern was evident. Your behavior with him was more that of a child than a friend. 

Lilia would often see you seeking his approval for things, acting elated when he said he was proud of you. And when there was ever a hint of disappointment in his voice, you would try to prove yourself to him. You showed off your grades in class to him and always asked him if it was good enough. But he never needed you to prove anything to him.

Lilia had decided to visit you at your dorm one day, there wasn’t any particular reason for his visit other than the fact that he wanted to see you. He was concerned when he heard Sebek talk about how low you seemed to be acting during class. You were very disappointed and sulking on your bed.

Lilia knocked gently on the door, not wanting to disturb you if you were busy, however, your groaning was signal enough that you weren’t. He could have opened the door, but it’s more fun to teleport inside instead. Once he had teleported inside, he noticed you curled up in your bed and covered by your blankets. What were you so upset about?

You didn’t even notice Lilia was inside your dorm and watching your covered form rise and fall. Soft sobs could be heard from the blanket. You were muttering to yourself, apologizing to no one in particular. Although that’s what it seemed like.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! Please don’t be mad…”

Earlier, during class, you had received your grade on a pretty important assignment. It wasn’t as heavy as a project, but it didn’t matter much to you. You needed a good grade, at least 90%. The reason? To make him happy.

But when you saw something lower, your heart sank. You felt like you died right then and there. It was 81%, a low B. This wasn’t good enough; you felt like you weren’t good enough. Whenever your grades weren't A's you never felt good enough. 

That’s what lead you to being curled up on your bed, covered in your blankets and tears streaming down your face with the assignment held close to your chest. Lilia’s gaze on you was full of concern. His presence was made aware when he sat on your bed, a gentle hand placed on your side.

“What’s wrong, Y/n?”

Your body stiffened when you heard his voice. Why was he here now? No you couldn’t mentally handle facing him. Not with all the worse case scenarios brimming within your mind; it was driving you crazy.

A deep sigh could be heard from beneath the blankets you were covered in, breaking up the onslaught of sobbing. Your head peaked out from the soft fabric draped over your body. Teary, e/c eyes met deep red ones that flooded with concern. You tried to speak but choked up, not being able too when you saw the concern within Lilia.

You had buried your head into the pillow, not wanting to face him. How could you when you knew how he would react. At least how you thought he would. You answered his question, voice mumbled due to the pillow you shoved against your face.

“I…I can’t tell you…”

Lilia placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, entangling the soft blanket within his fingertips. He scooted closer to you, wanting to know what was truly wrong. If it wasn’t the grade, then what had you so upset? Lilia had decided to question you further with a determination to understand why you were so unhappy.

“Why can’t you tell me?”

You sat up, the blankets falling off your body as your h/c hair was disheveled and messy. Lilia wanted to comb it and fix it, but now was not the time for that. You sniffled and tried to dry your tears with one hand as your other one handed him the sheet of paper. Your voice was now weak and dry from crying.

“Because…of this…”

You placed the sheet of paper into his lap, the red marker in the corner burned into your mind. It made you want to sob just as hard again. Lilia took the paper into his hands with great care. He read the red marking in the corner, the percentage. He was quite impressed, considering the topic and knowing it was Trien’s class.

“An 81? That’s pretty good. Professor Trien can be a hard grader. Is the grade why you’re so upset?”

You simply shook your head silently. It wasn’t exactly the grade that had upset you, but you didn’t feel ready to confess to him. Your body shuddered as you struggled to hold back sobs. You tried so hard to keep your composure in front of him. Lilia only held sympathy within his eyes, and his voice was unsettlingly gentle.

“Then why are you so upset?”

You pulled your head out of the pillow, eyes bloodshot and covered in tears. You kept your head low and looking onto your lap that was covered by blankets. Sniffles were the only thing heard in your room for a while until your meek voice could be picked up. Tears still fell as they soaked into your bedsheets.

“It’s not good enough…”

Lilia felt a bit bewildered. He was more than impressed with the grade, and he felt so much pride for you. More questions were raised in his head. However, instead of asking more questions, Lilia decided on comforting you first. He wanted to affirm within your mind that the grade was good enough.

“It is, Y/n.”

You shook your head violently at his words. You tried your best to explain through sniffling and stuttering. Without even realizing you had begun ranting even though the information you were giving was vague. You tried your best to explain through choked sobs.

“No it isn’t! Back home, he would always expect good grades. Nothing below an A. It had to be perfect… It always had to be perfect, I always had to be perfect… And if I wasn’t… Well it always hurt when he reprimanded me… So I thought, if I didn’t show you perfect grades or did something to disappoint you then you would be upset with me too… ”

Your sudden rant had caught him off guard. Confusion and concern flurried within his mind, his eyes lingering on your tear stained face as you continued to cry. Several questions flooded his mind, but one was more repetitive than the rest. Lilia’s hand slipped into yours, squeezing it gently.

“Who are you talking about?”

Your hands were starting to shake. You just had processed what you had shared with him, and you blushed feeling incredibly embarrassed for venting to him. You pulled out your phone with your free hand, opening the photo app and scrolling to pictures that were taken a couple of years back. You turned your phone, so Lilia could see the photos

Lilia took great care to analyze the photos you were sharing. He understood that you were done trying to talk, knowing that you would sob even if you opened your mouth slightly. With his free hand, he swiped through the photos and saw you, but you were younger.

Next to you was an older man. He had gray strands within his h/c hair. The man looked like you but if you were much older. Lilia had assumed that this man that stood next to you was your father, your biological dad.

The pictures only explained who you were talking about. Lilia was still very confused on your ranting. Were you implying your father wasn’t a good father? Lilia only gave you a silent look of uncertainty. 

There was a mix of anger and perplexity within Lilia’s mind. How could someone that was supposed to be your parent treat you so horribly. Suddenly, you silently showed him the text messages you had with your father before. It solidified the anger Lilia was harboring. 

That’s when the pieces started to fall 

You saw him as a father. 

Lilia placed a gentle hand on your shoulder as you put your phone away. You tilted your head to look into those caring red eyes, ones you wished your father saw you with. But here he was, and maybe not as a replacement. Lilia was willing to be the father you never truly had. 

He placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, the graded paper now fully discarded. Lilia was solely focused on making you feel better. He wanted nothing more than to ease your anxiety and show that you were good enough. That he was proud of you, and that’s when he said those magic words.

“If you were my little boy, I would do whatever I could do.”

All of them made you feel so much better. That “bad grade” was solved through small study groups with Silver and Lilia helping you and Malleus joining when he could. Sebek of course tried and you appreciated it. You appreciated all of their efforts for helping you, for making you feel safe.

From that point on, Lilia had invited you to Diasomnia almost every day. Some, Sebek, found your presence slightly odd but warmed up to it. Silver was more than welcoming because he trusted his father’s judgement. And of course Malleus was very excited to have you around more often. 

This was what family felt like. You didn’t have to bear the thought of your father being mad at you anymore. No more fearing disappointment. It was only ever approval from Lilia and encouragement when you felt set back. Diasomnia became your found family; you were finally home.

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For your Songs from the heart event!!

I was thinking Aunnobeats by Maigo Hanyuu with Xiao, Kazuha, and Wanderer/Scaramouche! No yandere, but some angst!

.·:🎼¨༺ Songs from the heart ༻¨🎼:·. | Aunnobeats

Characters: Xiao, Kazuha, Wanderer

Song: Aunnobeats by Maigo Hanyuu

Warnings: Angst

A/U: Self aware Genshin Au

a/n: This is the first song I full comboed on PJSekai

XIAO

Xiao was more than pleased as you explored Liyue with him. A small smile of content was on his lips while running through Mt. Tainhen collecting materials. Then you stopped his movements at an all too familiar building. A statue inside the building brought back memories. Those memories causing rare tears in Xiao’s eyes, and then that's when he registered the song you were playing in the background.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, it’s okay I will make you smile”

What did that mean? It caught Xiao’s attention, and he knew you cared for him. If you didn’t then why would you spend so much time building him? Why would you make all those comments of sympathy during quests that involved his emotional vulnerability? Why did you bring him to Pervases’ shrine? So many unanswered questions swarmed Xiao’s mind.

He thought back to the lyric, and he looked into your eyes. They held so much sympathy. He realized you were comforting him, thinking he wanted to see an old friend even though they passed. And that lyric was your reassurance. 

You wanted to make him happy. That's all you ever wanted for him, and it didn't go unnoticed. It explained why you took so much care in building him. The tears didn't subside, in fact they only increased at the realization that you cared so deeply for him. Only mumbled words slipped past his lips to which you couldn't hear due to the code.

“Your dedication is admirable, creator… I wish to repay it.”

KAZUHA

Kazuha was just standing in a very serene area in Inazuma. For whatever reason, you stopped moving around, seemingly more focused on the music in the background. Kazuha was very amused, deciding to play along on the leaf he found. He stopped as soon as he started with his focus more caught up on the current song playing in the background. You seemed to be mumbling a specific lyric to yourself.

“I held up my heart to you Give it back someday, be gentle, okay?”

His body stiffened, and he looked at you through the screen. He felt both honored and concerned. You wanted to give him your heart, but you seemed worried about him hurting you. Kazuha would never do such a thing. You were the creator; he only had respect for you.

He wanted nothing more than to keep your heart safe and warm. He is very familiar with protecting people. The concern he held was the thought that you had given your heart to others, but they didn't treat you right. They didn't give you the care you needed.

The sad look on your face only made his heart ache more. He wanted to take care of you more than anything. If not for the screen keeping you both apart he would be soothing you. His pride mixed with his concern. You wanted him to take care of you.

“Your heart is a treasure, and I’d treat it with more care than my sword.”

WANDERER

Wanderer was elated that you chose to have him on the field. Granted it was just for defeating weak monsters for materials, but who was he to question you? All he cared about was being useful to you. Wanderer usually tuned out the music you listened too. It was typically something to keep you busy while you played, but this particular song caught his attention.

“Why do I want to be loved? Why do I want to love?”

Were you asking him a question through song? Or was it something else? Whatever it was, the sadness was evident on your facial features. Your emotional venerability was something that Wanderer was unprepared to deal with. Emotional venerability in general was something Wanderer wasn’t very familiar with. 

He wanted to try to be there for you, though. You showed him the light of his new life, one without pain and one where he could grow from his past. He wanted to give back to you. He looked at your saddened face with adoration. There was only one answer to the question you asked.

He would love you to the end of Teyvat. His loyalty is yours because he owes you his whole life. You’re the creator who brought him hope. Even through his arrogance and indifference there was still so much love for you. He only mumbled one thing, and he was so glad you couldn’t hear it from the screen.

“I’ll love you… Because you guided me from the wretched life I used to have.”

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Y'all My head is full of twisted wonderland crossovers that i want to write for because the concept just seems interesting to me. Anyway heres a list

Genshin x twisted wonderland

honkai star rail x twisted wonderland

cyberpunk edge runners x twisted wonderland

Full metal alchemist brotherhood x twisted wonderland

amphibia x twisted wonderland

Hazbin hotel/helluva boss x twisted wonderland

madoka magica x twisted wonderland

attack on titan x twisted wonderland

ghostwire tokyo x twisted wonderland

how to train your dragon x twisted wonderland

Aldnoah.zero x twisted wonderland

Star Wars x twisted wonderland

Neon genisis x twisted wonderland

Studio ghibli x twisted wonderland

steven universe x twisted wonderland

Tokyo Vice x twisted wonderland

Claymore x twisted wonderland