I'm in a Twisted Disneyland!(Discontinued)

Heartslabyul Interlude:

Ace

He doesn't want to admit it, but you were pretty cool. Recklessly selfless but cool still. He was a bit disappointed at not getting a colorful reaction out of you when you first met, but he learned not to irritate you unless he wanted to face your wrath.

And you were insanely pretty, how is it fair?

Your appearance doesn't give anything about your gender, you were pretty but he noticed that your chest wasn't pronounced as a female. He decided to use the pronouns they and them. Anyway, he actually thought you were a bit plain, tired but plain. Sure you had these sixth senses, you can talk to ghosts, and have two colored eyes, so what? You had no magic. Nothing special.

How wrong he was when he saw you divert that raccoon's flames from the Queen of Hearts statue. He would've continued gawking if it weren't for the angry headmaster that was coming his way. Okay, you raised his perspective of you a bit, but that doesn't change anything.

Though, he admits that he likes your dry sense of humor and how tired you always look, although it's partially his fault. But what he doesn't appreciate is you running up to danger and sacrificing yourself for the sake of others. Come on, think about yourself. You're gonna give him a heart attack. And your bluntness, he likes it when you used it to stand up to Dorm leader Riddle but don't use it when asking absurd questions!

He can't help but feel warm inside when you try to encourage him. You were a different type of warmth from his family and old friends, a sort of warmth that he would like to drown in. But he doesn't dwell on it since there was other stuff going on. So imagine his shock and worry when you puked out what the headmaster told him was the blot from dorm leader Riddle before fainting. It wasn't this bad at the Dwarf's Mine but you practically fainted and were out for an hour.

You were his friend, so please don't die.

Deuce

Flabbergasted, cause he almost short-circuited when he saw how pretty you were up close. You were close to a girl, but thinking you were a boy would've been obvious. Your gender was vague but he doesn't judge when you didn't say anything about the pronouns he used for you.

He was in awe at how courageous and daring you are to protect a stranger, with no hesitation in you as you saved him from the monsters' blow. Although he was scared when you started berating him for his. . .choices. He was trying to complete the task! But he'll try to use his head more if it means avoiding your anger.

It made him even more scared of you when you kicked that senior at the cafeteria unconscious. Like damn, one kick and out. He was sure Ace and Grim thought the same. Nonetheless, he admires you for your collected and selfless being, reassuring him of his past and who he's striving to be. He was sure he was blushing cause who wouldn't blush at what he saw!

The sun slowly set behind you, an orange glow illuminating your being as your almond shape eyes glittered with those blue and brown irises that looked at him with so much warmth. Your skin glowing with health, and your smile conveyed so much assurance and sincerity that it makes him melt into a puddle.

But that's beside the point, you were selfless, to the point that you sacrificed your body to purify the blot from his dorm leader. And you were the one who told them to not be reckless.

He was anxious about your condition and did as much as he could to help you in your studies. You kinda remind him of his mother, but not exactly like her.

Trey

You were something. That was his first impression when he first met you, especially your blunt question to Lilia from Diasomnia. He was quite nervous since you were asking the third year of the most feared dorm if he's old, though was quite relieved when you got away with it unscathed.

Like how you dealt with those unpleasant seniors.

He was pretty amused and amazed at how you handled his underclassmen and Grim, more amused when you used physical methods to discipline them. It was pretty fun baking the mont blanc with his underclassmen, especially when you asked if you could help him in certain parts.

If he hadn't said before, you were quite frank with your thoughts and gestures. Karate chopping his head came as a surprise to him but even more so when you started chastising him for depreciating himself. Your words were sincere as clear water as they came with a warmth that made his entire body fuzzy. He couldn't help but think you two got closer in that one interaction.

He was especially grateful to you for saving his friend, Riddle, but was anxious as it came with the cost of some of your health. He would have to make sure you don't absorb and convert any blot in the future, or else your health will deteriorate. He couldn't have that.

Cater

Ah, you were an enigma. You were honest when you want to be, which is all the time, but it's hard to discern what you're feeling or thinking. You're like water that quickly changes to ice. But he couldn't help but like that part of you.

He thought that you were pretty like the rest of the school thought, it made him wonder if you would've made it in Promefiore if you had magic. But that was then. Though it was quite concerning how honest you are, it could get you into trouble. Luckily that hasn't happened yet.

He kept his happy side out for so long, that people didn't even notice it wasn't his only side. But he was fine with it if it made people happy. But you manage to see through it, much to his surprise. You were oblivious yet perceptive, a great contrast of traits. How did that work?

When you told him that you wanted to see all of his sides, he couldn't help but feel an insane amount of warmth in him as it crept up to his neck. You weren't pushy in making him vulnerable yet open to him if he ever needed it. It sent a homely warmth that he hadn't felt before. He liked it. 'Are you an empath?' was his first thought, but if it means seeing you smile and feeling that warmth, he would gladly show you all the sides of him.

Riddle

Kind. Warm. Home.

When he first met you, he couldn't help but get a deja vu of the past. You kinda reminded him of that hooded kid that he would play with, but more collected and tired. He thought you were like the other rule-breakers, but you were more unflinching than he thought. You dared to talk back to him not once, not twice, but more times. He was angry because you were a magicless person and not only did you talk back to him, but you repelled his unique magic!? What logic was this!?

But the moment you were sucked into his consciousness, he let out his true feelings as he narrates his life. He was tired and sad at what he was forced, he didn't expect you to relate to him. Your hug was a breath of fresh air as he seemingly melt into your arms, your whole being stable like a pillar of support.

You felt like home, even more so when you kissed his forehead, much to his embarrassment. But when he saw what seemed like a piece of your life, he realized how alike you two really are. You were warm like water when you stay in it too long, covering his entire being like a blanket.

You helped him realize what he did was wrong, you saved him. He couldn't help but feel many emotions towards you.

I have no idea if I portrayed these characters correctly. Comment what you think, they help me thrive.