[Twisted Wonderland x Reader]
──❝Entwined Amore❞──
On behalf of her father's wishes, the King, [Y/n] Azurethorne, enrolls in Night Raven Collage to be with her seven finances, who are all attending the same institut...
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──❝The Merchants from the Depths❞──
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〖 Savanaclaw Dormitory - Lounge 〗
As [Y/n] and her companions traversed the threshold into the Savanaclaw Dorm, an electric air of tension crackled around them, palpable and charged. The instant their footsteps graced the floor of the lounge, they were met by the figure of Leona, who had seemingly anticipated their arrival, perhaps attuned to their presence through the subtle traces of their scent lingering in the air. A palpable air of discontent settled upon his countenance, etching lines of dissatisfaction across his features as he stood his ground. His intense gaze bore into the assembled group, a piercing scrutiny laced with irritation. His restless tail flicked in a rhythm of agitation, punctuating the air with his silent vexation, while his hands remained firmly ensconced within the confines of his pants pockets, a testament to his simmering displeasure.
Despite the façade of ease he wore like a second skin, an undercurrent of vigilant readiness defined his demeanor. Every line of his posture bespoke a latent alertness, a coiled tension woven into the very sinews of his being. His muscles, though seemingly at rest, hummed with a poised readiness, primed to spring into action at the slightest provocation, attuned to the rhythms of anticipation. However, his eyebrows raised slightly in surprise as he took in the sight of [Y/n]. His gaze narrowed on her, a sense of unease settling in his chest as he noticed the tension in her posture and the focused look in her eyes. He could sense that something was amiss, his instincts kicking into high gear. Leona had seen [Y/n] through countless ups and downs, and he knew her better than anyone. The uncertainty in her eyes and the subtle tremble in her bottom lip were unfamiliar to him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of concern. But he wouldn't show it.
As Jack commenced narrating the intricate web of circumstances to Leona, a weighty hush descended upon the room, laden with an unsettling tension. Leona's countenance remained an inscrutable mask of stoicism, yet his gaze bore an intensity that riveted onto Jack's every word, his luminous emerald eyes unwaveringly fixed upon Jack's visage. The fur adorning his tail danced in an agitated rhythm, mirroring the tempest churning within him, a manifestation of the inner turmoil concealed behind his composed exterior. "Not a chance." Leona's rejection of Yuu staying with him was swift and unwavering. Without any hesitation, he firmly stated his decision. His voice, deep and resonant, carried a hint of annoyance and determination. 'Saw it coming.' [Y/n] thought to himself, a wry smile playing at the corners of his lips.
"You didn't even pause before answering..." Jack remarked, his eyebrows furrowing in surprise. "No pets allowed in the dorm. They shed all over the place." Leona yawns, dismissively waving his hand as if to brush off whatever was being said. Grim hissed and arched his back, his tail puffing up in agitation. "First of all, I AIN'T NO PET. Second of all, I DO NOT! Aren't you guys, like, a billion times furrier than me?!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with indignation. Leona clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes at Grim's outburst. "This is about you, not us." cackled Ruggie, as he shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "For one thing... Our empty rooms haven't been cleaned in months. Dorm students use 'em as a dumping ground for their junk. Where are we supposed to put up two extra freeloaders?" Leona's retort came sharp, laced with sarcasm and just a touch of lingering irritation in his tone.
