We're All Naughty Here | Diabolik Lovers x Reader

prologue

An earthquake is dancing in my mind
I wonder why sometimes I'm blind
There's an answer I can not find
Fault of mushrooms, yes, I'm sure
Now I feel a little bit foolish.
Small or big, there is no cure
{y/n} in Wonderland...
Heroin left me without friends
'Cause I'm {y/n} in Neverland
I'm waiting for a beautiful end.

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"Your hair is so beautiful... so soft...my little {y/n}~" The man in the crazy-looking top hat said, his right hand Loosly tangled into your [h/l] [h/c] locks; with his sharp green eyes staring down into your [e/c] ones.

This behavior from him made you uncomfortable most of the time, but he's one of your bestest friends, he would never do anything to hurt you. "Thank you very much.. Mister Hatter.." you hesitantly muttered with a pink blush.

The day was beautiful and bright. The same funny arguing and obnoxious laughter rang in today's tea party, like every tea party you have with these... these very unique creatures.

"M-M-M-More tea? Miss {y/n}?" You gazed upward to see perked brown rabbit ears on the edge of excitement, his magenta pools tensed but gently glaring into yours. Even though your tea cup was already filled to the brim, The March Hare always offered you more than the rest.

The tea pot with three snouts stared into your cup of tea. He fidgeted like he always did, but remained proper for your presence. It was so adorable to you. "No thank you, Mister March Hare." You answered politely, your small hand lowering down his grip on the handle of the pot.

Loud sounds of shattering plates suddenly interrupted the peacefulness of the party, "What the hell?! WHERE'S MY RASPBERRY PUDDING!?" screamed the purple cat. You jumped at his sudden outburst.

His purple tail and cat ears perked from rage, pointing his fingers at every available presence at the table until he landed on a suspected culprit. "You! Dormouse! SHU! YOU ATE IT DIDN'T YOU?! YOU LAZY PEICE OF SHIT!!" The purple cat swiftly jumped onto the table and charged toward the Dormouse. Causing all the maddening table utensils and decorations to slip out of proportion.

"I didn't eat your pudding... so bothersome.." tiredly uttered the Dormouse. His mouse ears directed toward you and did a silly little flap, you giggled. He wasn't motivated, but he still loved making you laugh.

"Oh~ Kanato~ don't use such bad language in front of our little {y/n} here," announced the Hatter. The Cheshire Cat darted glares to his mad triplet. "Our beloved little puppy is undeveloped and innocent~ you don't want to dirty her with those words just yet, do you?"

"The Hatter speaks truthfully this time." He hated to say it to the deplorable Hatter, but they didn't want to dirty you with such words—even though they've announced to not curse in front of you at every single tea party they have with you, but they always end up running their mouths no matter what.

Everyone goes mad in a Wonderland—it makes sense. "Remember Kanato, she isn't d-d-d-developed yet!" Shouted the March Hare, smashing a small teacup on the edge of the table. Shattering and shouting is something common—in a sense—here.

And the Hatter just decided to speak up about it. Which was indeed very strange.

No lie, you've learned many, many bad words from them—they just couldn't close their dirty mouths when they were gathered together. You noticed they were never fond of each other.