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mahs-dumpster · 1 month

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twst canon divergences to fit my OC and OC x canon.

Content: random headcanons I have for Daisy (my Yuu) up until book 5; book 6 is so long it deserves its own post + I feel like I still need to figure out Daisy's role there. Everything is subject to change.

words: around 3k+ (I know but I promise I did my best to make this as short as I could)

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Prologue

- Daisy was brought to twst after wishing upon a star. More info about her background can be found out here.

- Daisy made the association that the star she made a wish to brought her there as soon as she had time to breathe. She tried wishing for it to send her back but to no avail.

- She didn't mind how ruined Ramshackle was, in fact, she saw its potential right away. Once she saw the ghosts she was super scared but she told Grim to not harm them, since they were living there first so technically Daisy and Grim were the intruders. She apologized and asked if she could stay for a while, the ghosts immediately loved her for this.

- Daisy got so compelled by Grim’s will to enroll on the school she told him she would do her best to support him and help him enroll while she was there. Grim got embarrassed by how supportive Daisy was but said he could use the help of a hench-human.

- Daisy didn't get along with Ace from the start, when he belittled Grim and her for not knowing about the Great Seven, Daisy told him in a stern tone that “it's pretty narrow minded to believe everyone should have the same information as you do. In my view, you're the dumb one.”

- When Ace and Deuce were fighting in the mines and Daisy tried to calm them down, Ace went as far as to mock her for being a “useless magicless girl”, which made her so upset she told them strictly to suck it up and work together, otherwise they would end up being expelled on the first day and as far as she knew that was the worst thing for a student, regardless of magic. This shocked them because so far Daisy had never seem so angry, they decided to finally listen and work together.

- Once they enrolled, along with the ghost camera, Crowley gave Daisy her uniform, making it up with magic – or whatever I haven't decided – so it would be different from every other dorm. He also gave her a dorm uniform so she would feel like a normal student.

Book 1

- Upon having her first dream, Daisy realizes The Great Seven are actually characters she's read in her fairy tales, but they're the villains of the story. She didn't say anything about it, thinking it was a dream to comfort her – because these stories were told to her by her parents when she was younger – in this dire situation and because maybe in this universe these people weren't the villains. She only mentions it in book 5 like in canon because that's when she actually starts getting worried these might somehow be premonitions.

- She let Ace stay and treated him with kindness, but he realized she was a bit uncomfortable with his presence, so, in his own way, Ace apologized for calling her useless, saying “your plan really helped that day. Thanks, I guess.” making Daisy super happy.

- Daisy felt scared of Riddle at first, not being able to speak nor look him in the eyes because he reminded her of her stepmother. But she really wanted to help Ace, seeing that Riddle's punishment was way too severe.

- Meeting Leona was the same as canon, but when Ruggie showed up him and Daisy had a deja vu moment – this is a reference to the fact that before Daisy was brought to twst, she and Ruggie had dreams almost every night about each other, but they don't remember who the person in their dreams were.

- During the incident where Deuce lost his temper, Daisy told him it was fine that he lost control for a moment, and it was admirable that he had such a great sense of justice. She told him she was proud of how much he loved his mother and that she wished she could be more like him, Ace and Grim, and fight for herself and what she thought was right. Deuce tells her that she already took the first step by inspiring both of them to get the mage stone.

- When Riddle rejected the tart, Daisy finally worked up the courage to speak, even if she was a bit awkward. She told him he would soon regret what he was doing, and that if he didn't change, he would end up exactly like her stepmother: a ruthless tyrant.

- Daisy was the one to suggest Ace fought for the housewarden position after they learn about it, supporting Ace and saying he could be a decent housewarden if he managed to win.

- During the overblot fight Daisy couldn't do much, she mostly distracted Riddle and managed to save Grim from an attack, but needed to be saved by Cater from another.

- Upon seeing Riddle's backstory, Daisy cried with him, saying how much he had suffered on his mother's hand and that she understood what he had gone through to some degree. Still, she tells him that he was wrong, and needed to apologize.

Book 2

- Daisy accepts to help Crowley not simply because of the small blackmail he does, but because she herself decides to fight for what her parents taught her was correct and the idea of someone hurting others for their personal gain goes 100% against those principles.

- The little game between HeartShackle and Savanaclaw is awful, they lose to Ruggie and Leona so fast, and Ruggie makes it his life mission to poke fun at Daisy specifically for not being able to use magic and for being unathletic.

- Once they all make the connection that it was Ruggie behind all the injuries and run after him, Daisy manages to catch up to him through a shortcut – or something like that idk – and pins him down (my attempt to make the famous Simba/Nala scene) ordering him to stop running like a coward and bring them back their magical pens; not only does Ruggie not comply, he switches the situation by pinning her down and stealing her earrings, saying it's her fault for getting into other people's business.

- Near the overblot Daisy gets visually worried for Ruggie, seeing how Leona speaks to him and hurts him; she learns about his desperation to succeed.

- During the overblot Daisy is considerably more helpful because she has been making extra potions – supervised by Crewel – just in case something happens and she needs to defend herself.

- After learning about Leona's past, and after playing the Spelldrive match, in the infirmary, Daisy is unsure if she should say anything to him, but once they're alone she manages to say she's in awe of how smart and cunning he is, and that he's incredible despite not agreeing with what he did. He tells her to get lost but she could see her words got through to him.

- By the end Daisy helps Ruggie with his arm despite his complains and tells him that despite their complicated beginning she was willing to see him in a new light. He told her he didn't care and just didn't want to be in debt with her, so she told him that she wasn't helping him to get something in return, but if she must she asked for her earrings back, as they belonged to her late mother and she loved them dearly.

- Bonus: Daisy kept helping Ruggie with his arm in between book 2 and 3, he didn't like it but she was so insistent on it he just let her do what she wanted to.

Book 3

- Along with Jack, Daisy also said how much she was disappointed with ADeuce + Grim for going as far as to do a contract with someone so shady and for not even thinking enough about the consequences.

- Daisy was scared of the tweels, but because she already dealt with two overblots and her friends were with her, she stood tall and did her best to not be intimidated by them.

- Daisy seriously tried to not mess around with Azul, but seeing Grim (and the others) suffer so much made her give up and follow the tweels to the Mostro Lounge, saying that she would just discuss with Azul and nothing else. Jack obviously came along and the others as well just like canon.

- When Azul proposed the idea of a contract with her, Daisy frowned and told him “I explicitly said I would not do any contracts with you. I do not think it is wise to do so.” but Azul managed to nudge her just the right way by reading her and understanding her empathetic nature. Basically, he told her that unless she truly wanted her friends to be free, he couldn't offer anything other than a contract. Daisy told Jack that she knew what she was doing was careless, but that she was with her hands tied, and so, she signed the contract.

- Daisy complained a lot when the tweels basically shoved Grim and Daisy out of Ramshackle, not backing away even when they tried to intimidate her, but unfortunately it was in vain. Daisy and Grim were shoved off of the dorm with a few pieces of clothing and essentials they were able to pack.

- Daisy didn't mind sleeping in a cramped space in Heartslabyul, but she was scared of being a bother, so she went with Jack to Savanaclaw. The only reason Leona even let her stay was because Ruggie told Leona his arm was still hurting and he couldn't do all the chores by himself, – a lie – so Daisy could help out. She agreed because she was already used to cleaning and catering to people's needs, so, Leona begrudgingly let her stay as long as she kept quiet and helped out while she was there. When she tried thanking Ruggie for helping convince Leona he said he was doing that to pay his debt with her for helping him heal his arm, nothing more.

- Most things happen close to canon throughout the story, but we get more time with Daisy at Savanaclaw, seeing her helping clean the dorm when she has time, which makes her get very close to Ruggie. She ends up developing a crush when she learns more about his personality and past, hearing him fondly talking about his grandmother. Ruggie also slowly starts liking her, but he denies it to himself for a while.

- Until the overblot fight, everything is close to canon. Daisy comes back from the museum with the photo to find an Azul who overblotted. Throughout the fight, Daisy is seen visibility tired and slower than usual, having trouble protecting herself, needing ADeuce and the other boys to help her out so she wouldn't get hurt.

- Upon seeing Azul’s story, Daisy tells Azul she thinks he was actually super cute as a child – which he HATES like he screams bc she saw him as a kid in the photo – and that she gets him in a way, having image problems herself. This is the first we hear about Daisy’s insecurities with her appearance. She tells him she's also super surprised with how hard he worked and how hardworking he is.

- After the fight and her small talk with Azul, Daisy basically passes out – she stayed awake all night trying to get Leona to help her out, plus she was super tired from all the cleaning around Savanaclaw and trying to get the photo. Ace is able to catch her before she hit the ground, and tells Deuce and Grim they should get her to the infirmary, but instead, Ruggie tells them that was his job since part of the reason that Daisy was so tired was because of him, so he would take her to the infirmary himself.

- There's a bonus scene not in canon, in which Ruggie and Daisy have a conversation in the infirmary. She thanks him for helping her out with Azul and for taking her there, and she also apologizes for being a bother all of these days. Ruggie says she wasn't a bother in the least, and that having her around Savanaclaw was actually great and that he looked forward to see her in the morning everyday; he told her he expected to see more of her around the school.

- When following Azul and the tweels to the museum to return the photo, Daisy once again expressed her admiration to how hardworking he was, and told him she would be delighted in doing business with him again, as long as it didn't involve any taking of her house. Azul laughed at that.

- Bonus, in between book 3 and 4: I actually don't remember how long it is between the two books, but regardless I'm making up more time for Daisy and Ruggie to interact. They become closer during this period and Ruggie starts doing very minor favors for Daisy and giving her pumpkin flavored desserts to show his affection in a way where he won't need to actually say he likes her with his words. Soon enough Daisy notices this and asks him on a date.

Book 4

- I think the beginning of the book is very close to canon, in fact I don't think there's much canon divergence in this book. Daisy makes sure not only to get ADeuce’s number but to also get Ruggie’s number, she also tells him to say hi to his grandma for her.

- Daisy and Kalim hit it off like immediately. They are people who are naturally kind and empathetic, seeing someone like Kalim was a breath of fresh air and within just the few minutes she starts considering him someone very dear to her, they have instant chemistry. All the more reason for, when he starts acting weirdly, Daisy gets really worried and urges Jamil that they should get help, but instead chaos ensues and like canon they get stuck at Scarabia.

- Daisy gets visibly worried about Kalim throughout the book and tries talking to him when he’s his normal self, he tells her that he genuinely doesn't know what's going on, and before she can dig deeper Jamil always intervenes, making her wonder if perhaps he knows something about the issue, remembering the instances where she did stuff against her will near him.

- I didn't mention my other ocs until now bc I want to make a separate post about their own canon divergences on their specific books, but I will mention that Damali helps Grim and Daisy escape and leads them to the treasury, gifting them the carpet under the condition to give it back (and she slightly threatens them if they don't give the carpet back). So they escape and meet the octatrio.

- Since Azul and Daisy are in better terms and they both have a soft spot for each other (Azul will NEVER admit this tho) Azul decided to help, but obviously he also uses the excuse in game, it's Azul we’re talking about even if he has a soft spot there must be something in it for him. It's kinda funny to see this princess-like character walking around with these mafia coded characters.

- Basically everything happens pretty similarly to canon, but Daisy helps Azul making up their plans, as I want to lean into the fact that Daisy is a “Trickster” as Rook says, meaning she's good at planning and outsmarting others. I'm unsure of what she makes up by herself, but I don't want to leave all the planning to Azul because the whole purpose of this is to make Daisy/Yuu a more proactive character.

- Throughout this book Daisy is not scared at all from the tweels. If before she was forcing herself to not be scared, now she’s just plainly not scared at all. After everything that went down in book 3 and now their alliance in book 4 she grew accustomed to their presence and even finds them kinda funny. Azul is worried.

- Daisy gets super defensive over Kalim, basically standing in front of him protectively when Jamil is spilling all his feelings and intentions — not that it matters much, but it shows how much she cares for Kalim. When they're sent away Daisy is super angry, nearly as angry as in the prologue with ADeuce and tells Kalim straight away that Jamil is a jerk. She tells him that she herself believes in forgiveness and second chances — since her parents taught her this — but told him that until Jamil apologizes Kalim has all the right to be upset, and that he should at least get his dorm back.

- Because Daisy is very sympathetic and forgives easily, she quickly decides to accept Jamil as he is, being happy that Kalim is with him. But she still defends Kalim from every single insult Jamil gave him.

- Later at the small party thingy in the Oasis, Daisy apologizes for being so harsh on Jamil, but still tells him he deserved it in a way. She says she understands him to a degree, being treated as a servant by her stepmother and never being able to do what she wishes because of that. Daisy says she hopes that he’s able to be free and that she's looking forward to meeting the true Jamil from now on. He says she's being stupid and way too trusting and Daisy just nods, saying that yes, maybe she is, but she doesn't mind.

- Not only the ADeuce duo show up but Ruggie does as well, since she sent him a message too. He used his money to get there and gets upset when Daisy says everything’s fine now, he tells her to never scare him again and mumbles about having wasted money, Daisy offers to pay up but he declines, until Kalim hears the convo and offers to pay, Daisy tries to say no but Ruggie says yes and Kalim insists, so she kinda gives up.

Book 5

- Daisy doesn't sign up for the VDC, saying that while she is interested in singing she wanted to rest and have a breather from all the stuff that she's been doing, but she still accompanies Jamil and Kalim and they — and by they I mean Jamil — teach ADeuce + Grim how to dance.

- Daisy knew Ruggie would be trying for the VDC, having offered a few singing lessons to him before so he at least had more of a decent understanding of singing, even if very basic. The ADeuce duo asks for lessons too but Ruggie laughs at them and tells them it's “boyfriend privileges”, this being the first time Ruggie had referred to himself as her boyfriend (even though both of them knew that), this makes Daisy so happy she agrees with Ruggie and doesn't share her singing lessons with them.

- Daisy didn't like how Vil bossed Epel around, but after their first encounter her and Vil actually got along pretty well, him being surprised she accompanied ADeuce + Grim to the auditions. Daisy is obviously not casted, since she didn't audition, but one day before the results Daisy caught Epel failing while singing and offered to help, showing him her own singing abilities; Rook was nearby and heard her, talking about her voice with Vil and convincing him to include her in the group.

- Throughout the book Daisy seems to be having a pretty easy time with maintaining Vil’s routine, even finding joy in it. Vil noticed how she had a very good posture, moved graciously while dancing and didn't had trouble adapting to her diet. He once asked about all this and she shared that before her parents died and her stepmother took over her home, they had quite a good amount of money and put her in ballet, singing and etiquette lessons at a young age.

- Daisy has a problem that is brought up in this book and calls back to book 3: she's insecure about her appearance. Everytime the topic of beauty is brought up Daisy seems quite uncomfortable and avoids eye contact, she also has trouble following the skin care routine because she thinks she's not worthy of using the products. She has two important conversations with different characters: one with Epel, where he complains about how he hated that Vil wanted him to act all princely because of his appearance, and while Daisy agrees that Vil seems too much she tells him she kind of wishes she had a Vil around in her own world to tell her what he thought of her looks and what she could do to get better; another with Rook and Kalim, where Daisy basically opens up about her insecurities, telling them she didn't believe she was beautiful, and both of them telling her quite the opposite, Kalim specifically being by her side and helping her understand she should feel confident in her own skin; and another very small one with Vil, when he scolds her for letting the words of others (her stepmother) affect her and saying that if she truly was insecure, she must use it as a weapon and not a way to run from her fears.

- Daisy helps Kalim understand that his problems are valid, scolding Grim when he said Kalim didn't have the right to complain. She tells him that he has all the right to feel upset for not getting the lead and that he should aspire to get even better, after all, Jamil wouldn't want to win against an already defeated opponent.

- Daisy offers to teach Deuce and Epel ballet. She takes the opportunity to explain to them how there were boys who liked ballet when she was little and that they really shouldn't be ashamed of practicing it.

- Daisy scolds Ace a lot once he and Deuce fight, being worried sick until she can finally see Epel and Deuce again. She tells him he was a jerk and there's a gag where she turns her face away from him for like a day because of what he did, but they get over it.

- Daisy admits she finds Neige very pretty and she feels very drawn to his personality, his smile seeming comforting to her and she even wonders if everyone in RSA is like Neige.

- Basically everything else happens like canon with very minor divergences that I don't think are worthy of being mentioned. When Vil tried to poison Neige though, Daisy was there alongside Kalim, the boy telling her — since they grew close — that Vil seemed to have a worrying expression and her agreeing to have seen the same on Jamil.

- Overblot happens like in canon with minor changes in the fight. After it and it's revealed that her and Malleus are friends and that she calls him “tsunotaro”, she doesn't really get surprised by his title as Malleus Draconia, instead smiling at him and saying “to me you're the same old Tsunotaro”.

- When everything is done and they lose, Daisy takes a time to get to talk with Vil in private and tells him that despite the overblot and how he feels about Neige and his roles, she still finds him enchantingly beautiful, and she tells him that he truly was like a hero to her, helping her understand the value in her appearance.

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jovieinramshackle · 2 months

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Hi Twisted Wonderland fandom I'm Jovie

Here's me!! Warning I like self-inserting myself at times, if that's not your thing get out (Yes, I mean self-shipping, Azul my beloved <3 Yes I'm cringe).

As the name suggests, I invaded the Ramshackle dorm and now live rent-free in there. No one knows where I popped out from I just started existing one day in NRC

A little disclaimer to say my persona doesn't 100% represent me as a person, she's just a very silly and feral version of myself I use to have fun and indulge for comfort

Errrmmm this blog is specifically for twst-related things because my hyperfixation is getting out of hand. I've been around since the EN version dropped (Jesus Christ over two years) and I've dedicated so much time to this game that I think I'm going insane!!!

I'll post mostly about my MC, Jess (bio coming soon I promise) since I wanna flesh them out as much as I can with both drawing and writing!

Expect lots of rambling- I really like talking about this game and my OCs

Some stuff I'd like to say, ahem:

Feel free to send asks please it's very much appreciated!! Tell me about your ocs or ask about mine, please!! This fandom is so creative and I wanna see more of that here!!!!! Similarly likes and reblogs are very much appreciated!! 💝

I'm a little awkward online and kinda new to being an active member of a fandom, so I only ask for a bit of patience with me lmao

Please, only ask me to be mutuals if you've been following me for a while, or if I happen to already follow you. As I said I'm a bit awkward online! If any of the 2 cases apply, feel free to ask me to be moots, I'd love to!

Simply, don't be weird or rude. I won't set any rules because I think common human decency is enough to keep in mind 😭

I'm a minor, don't be weird, please.

I'm dyslexic (diagnosed) so if I misread something, feel free to correct me!

Like I said, I love rambling so uhhh if my posts sometimes end up being long don't be surprised

Not really a multi-fandom account (ignore what my image intro says it's a bit old shhh) but I may post some non-twst stuff if the mood strikes

Unmm Azul's my favourite (if it wasn't obvious) and I'm a certified Azul and Deuce kinnie

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the-real-housewives-of-waterdeep · 1 day

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Alchemy 410, Chapter 4: Catalysis

SUMMARY: Illyth Arabana and Gale Dekarios can’t be in the same room without wanting to throttle each other. Can they survive being lab partners in their fourth year alchemy class?

Gale and Illyth are slogging through the most tedious part of their project but Illyth can barely stay awake.

RATING: M

PAIRING: Gale/OC

TAGS: Enemies to lovers, enemies to friends to lovers, pre-canon, academia, alchemy, lab partners, slow burn, height difference, eventual smut, a couple of nerds fall in love

WORD COUNT: 1.3k

Drip.

“Gods, this is taking forever,” Illyth groaned, rubbing the bridge of her nose as she watched the pale pink fluid drip through the buret and into a flask below. The titration was a tedious, painstaking process. It required consistent attention, as there was no room for error. There was a chemical indicator in the fluid dripping through the buret tube that would turn the solution a faint robin’s egg blue when chemical equilibrium was reached. If the titration went on for a moment too long, the potion would be ruined and the process would need to be restarted.

The pair were in Gale’s dorm room once again. It was their third attempt that month to successfully titrate the potion to its equivalence point, having failed twice already. The two of them squabbled about whose fault it was that prior attempts were unsuccessful, but culpability did not change the fact that if they could manage to get the titration correct, they would still need to reproduce the results twice after that.

“Why haven’t we found a more efficient way to do this?” Illyth complained. “Who in the hells has time to sit here like this?”

“You do, apparently,” Gale snorted. He was leaning against the foot of his bed, squinting at an Alzhedo language textbook and scribbling notes onto a piece of parchment next to him.

“Clearly,” Illyth replied, trying to stifle her ire. Her patience was running thinner than usual and she was struggling to stay awake. With midterms approaching, she was operating on a serious sleep deficit. Because of her and Gale’s respective schedules, the only time they could meet was later in the evenings when Illyth’s fatigue was more difficult to ignore. She drew a deep breath and sighed, blinking a couple of times to clear the haze of exhaustion.

Behind her, Gale muttered under his breath as he flipped back and forth between the parchment and the textbook.

Illyth smirked to herself. “Having some trouble over there, prodigy?”

“Shut up,” Gale sneered, shooting an irate glance at Illyth, who chuckled in response. She turned the stopper on the buret and looked back over her shoulder at him.

“May I take a look?” she asked, turning to face Gale. “As a student of arcane linguistics, I believe I may be able to assist.”

Gale huffed in a mixture of embarrassment and resignation. “Fine.”

Illyth blinked hard, trying to refocus her bleary eyes. She scooted over next to Gale and peered down at the assignment in front of him. Her eyes flicked between the textbook and the parchment. The book was about the history of the Genasi in the Old Empires, written by a sage from Calimport. Illyth was familiar with the author after taking this class last term.

“Gods, this is my least favorite book,” she grumbled. “Its grammatical structures are so awkward.”

Gale watched as Illyth ran her delicate fingers along each line on the page, tracing the sentences and muttering under her breath.

“Ah, yes, so,” she began. “Assuming you have Professor K’han’ar, which I would imagine you do since he’s the only one who insists on making people read this, he wants you to provide a timeline of the events leading up to and following the Spellplague their impact on Genasi society, but this is a trick question of sorts because Genasi lived in isolation until the Spellplague.”

She turned her attention to the notes Gale scribbled on the parchment beside him. She hummed in recognition as she scanned the page. “Your tenses are all over the place,” she remarked. “May I make a couple of suggestions?”

Gale shrugged and gestured passively to the parchment. “Be my guest.”

Illyth smiled softly. This was a rare opportunity for her to showcase her skills. She picked up the quill and sketched a chart at the top of the page that outlined the different tenses.

“Luckily, Alzhedo doesn’t have irregular verbs, unlike Elvish or Draconic,” Illyth commented. “This chart might help, though. I made it last term.”

Gale picked up the parchment and nodded approvingly. When Illyth laid the information out so plainly, the tense differences were much clearer to him. “This might be quite useful,” he said. His deep brown eyes met Illyth’s wine-red eyes and he smiled earnestly. “Thank you.”

“Mm-hm,” Illyth hummed, returning to the titration. She opened up the stopper once again.

Drip.

The rhythmic dripping had a hypnotic effect on Illyth, whose fatigue was only worsening. Her eyelids began to sag and, despite her best efforts to stay awake, she was beginning to doze off.

Drip.

Her neck slackened and her head lolled to the side. She jolted awake with a gasp, attempting to regain control over her exhaustion. Worriedly, she looked to the titration and sighed in relief, seeing that the robin’s egg blue neutrality indicator had yet to develop.

“Allow me to take watch,” Gale said. “If you go on much longer like that, the potion will be ruined. Again.”

Illyth snorted under her breath, considering arguing back to insist that she was fine.

“Alright,” she relented. Illyth scooted away from the alchemy instrumentation and traded places with Gale to lean against the foot of the bed. It felt like an admission of weakness and failure to allow Gale to take over, but there was no concealing that she was too tired to continue.

Her eyelids fluttered shut once more, but Illyth was too exhausted to realize that she was dozing off.

Drip.

Gale could hear Illyth’s soft snoring behind him as he watched the titration. She’d fallen asleep immediately. For all of her toughness and resolve, she was vulnerable now. Her posture was soft and at ease and her lips parted as she slept. Gale smiled to himself and shook his head at the obstinance of his lab partner. Even in her exhaustion, Illyth still felt the need to prove herself, to show him how capable she was. Gale couldn’t deny that their intellects complemented each other, but Gods she was acerbic. Nobody challenged him in the way she did, a trait that intrigued and irritated Gale in equal measure.

The potion took on a faint blue tinge and Gale immediately stopped the titration. He examined the liquid in the flask and swirled it around, appreciating the perfection he’d achieved. He took note of the changes in volume between the buret and the flask and recorded the measurements on the data sheet that Illyth made.

Gale sighed contentedly. They were only a third of the way done with the potion brews, but he felt a sense of satisfaction in finally achieving a perfectly neutral solution suitable for consumption. Gale eyed the instrumentation and glassware in front of him, pursing his lips in determination. There had to be a more efficient way to produce this potion. Perhaps if he toyed with the process a little longer, he could find a way. Even though his eyelids were growing heavy with sleep, the challenge of discovery was too compelling to ignore.

Gale lit another candle and started the next potion brew.

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Illyth awoke with a start at the sound of soft mumbling nearby. Early morning sunlight filtered through the windows, covering Gale’s dorm room in a soft, warm glow. She blinked several times, trying to clear the bleariness from her eyes.

She scanned the room, trying to get a sense of where she was. She didn’t recall having fallen asleep in Gale’s dorm room, but she did recall changing places with Gale to let him watch over the potion titration. Yet, there she was on the floor with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She assumed that Gale laid the blanket over her when he realized that she’d fallen asleep. Illyth smiled to herself, taking a moment to appreciate his gesture.

Three pale blue potion bottles sat on the makeshift lab table, corked and ready to consume. Illyth reasoned that Gale must have stayed up until the wee hours of the morning to finish the potions.

Gale was curled up with his head resting on the table, snoring and muttering in his sleep. He didn’t stir when Illyth draped the blanket over his shoulders before she left.

Whatever he was dreaming of, it was making him smile.

#bg3 #gale dekarios #bg3 gale #gale of waterdeep #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 fic #baldur's gate #Gale #gale baldurs gate 3 #gale fic #gale romance #gale x oc

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justletmereadmyfic · 2 months

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SQH Time

Welcome to my SQH AUs! I've been making progress in filling out the peaks, so here's a round-up of what we have so far (everything rated T for Teen):

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Peak 1: Yue Qingyuan

M/M, one-sided

~5,000 words

Summary:

The plan had seemed simple. It was a “for want of a nail,” situation, wasn’t it?

If Yue Qingyuan hadn’t been locked in the Ling Xi caves, he would have made it to the Qiu estate in time to rescue Xiao Jiu. If Shen Qingqiu was not a bitter person with ruined cultivation, he would not be so jealous of young Luo Binghe. And if Shen Qingqiu did not torment Luo Binghe when he was a disciple, and if Yue Qingyuan did not simply let it happen out of guilt, Luo Binghe would not have a reason to destroy Cang Qiong Mountain Sect.

So all Shang Qinghua had to do to save this ill-fated world (and most importantly, his own skin) was stop a young and desperate Yue Qingyuan from trying to force a connection with his future spiritual sword too soon.

Easier said than done.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45829402

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Peak 2: Shen Qingqiu

M/M

~12,000 words

Summary:

Alternatively titled, Shang Qinghua never met a meet-cute he couldn't screw up.

The story of how a pre-canon Shang Qinghua came to mean something to a future scum villain.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33251491

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Peak 3: Wei Qingwei

M/M

~13,000 words

Summary:

“Your shishu over on An Ding Peak has finally selected a successor, but the boy doesn’t have a sword yet. I want you to escort him to the sword wall and make sure it’s done.”

Wei Qingwei gets to know Shang Qinghua a little better as a result.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36499450

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Peak 4: Shang Qinghua

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Peak 5: Qi Qingqi

M/F, FWB

~5,000 words

Summary:

Qi Qingqi had heard it said that a woman’s heart was moved by admiration, while a man’s heart was moved by pity, but she’d always felt it was the other way around.

a.k.a Qi Qingqi takes her duties as Shang Qinghua's wingwoman seriously.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37415377

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Peak 6: Unknown Peak/Peak Lord

(I have some ideas for this with a female OC, but haven't started it yet)

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Peak 7: Liu Qingge

M/M

~10,000 words

Summary:

Liu Qingge was beautiful, and delicate, or so everyone assumed when they saw him, and he hated it.

Shang Qinghua was the big, dumb packmule of An Ding. Or so Liu Qingge first assumed.

But Shang Qinghua is cursed with very, very bad luck and Liu Qingge is about the only cultivator strong enough, fast enough, and resourceful enough to keep him out of harm's (or at least inconvenience's) way. When the two are assigned as mission partners, Liu Qingge steps up.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37841869

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Peak 8: Mu Qingfang

Platonic

~8,000 words

Summary:

This boy who always scurries off as soon as the lecture ends in a flurry of papers is never in the dining hall, has no bed in the dorms, and no shift in the infirmary. Asking around about him only gets Mu Fang blank looks and shrugs.

Whoever he is, and whatever color he may wear, he's not a Qian Cao disciple.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39710568

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Peak 9: Ascetic Peak (~OC)

Platonic

~4,000 words

Summary:

Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky was an anti-social agoraphobic loser if there ever was one, albeit one with a talent for writing highly addictive and wildly entertaining stories. Who would live that kind of shitty, isolated life except by choice?

Wang Qingjie, Peak Lord of Ku Xing Peak, had a secret of his own, that should his fellow sect members been aware of it, would have had them shouting it from the rooftops for their own gain—which was why he had never revealed it.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53544574

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Peak 10: Brewing Peak (~OC)

M/M, FWB

~4,000 words

Summary:

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a man in possession of a bad work environment, must be in want of a co-worker to go out for drinks with so they can shit-talk everyone else.

For Shang Qinghua, that co-worker is the peak lord of Zui Xian Peak.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41856288

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Peak 11: Unknown Peak/Peak Lord

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Peak 12: Unknown Peak/Peak Lord

((I have some ideas for this with a male OC, but haven't started it yet)

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Demon 1: Sha Hualing

Platonic

~13,000 words

Summary:

This is not a “raising the protagonist” fic. This is a “raising the protagonist’s future wife” fic. Or rather, it’s Shang Qinghua trying to be a mentor to a teenage (demon) girl with anger management issues and bad decision making skills, and his debatable success.

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40737696

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And that's all, folks!

(I have some ideas for a Luo Binghe one, and a Tianlang-Jun one in the works as well)

#scum villain self saving system #svsss #shang qinghua #svsss sqh #svsss fanfiction #rarepair

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questforrp · 3 months

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꧁༺ 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸 𝓐𝓵𝓵 ༻꧂

This is my RP masterpost!!

꧁༺ ---------------------------------------------- ༻꧂

If you're interested in starting an rp with me, please read this!

꧁༺ ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇｓａｂｏｕｔｍｅ ༻꧂

I'm 25 years old and prefer to only RP with adults

I live in the U.S. on EST

I only use Discord to RP

I write lit/novel style only

I only RP MLM and CC x CC (I'll experiment with OCs some day!)

I work a 9am-5pm job so I wont always be active unfortunately

I don't necessarily have a word requirement, I just hope you'll be able to make short responses engaging as well!

꧁༺ｗｈｏＩｍｌｏｏｋｉｎｇｆｏｒ༻꧂

Someone who writes in third person and preferably in past tense

Someone who writes lit/novel style

Someone who writes as close to their character's cannon personality

Someone who is comfortable exploring themes that may be triggering in a manor that isn't fetishizing. (I'm truly not looking for dead dove, my apologies)

Someone who is comfortable with engaging in writing sex scenes

Someone who is preferably 21+ but I will settle for 18+

꧁༺ｆａｎｄｏｍｓ༻꧂

(and ships) " characters in green and bolded are characters I'd prefer to write as " " ships with a red star * are ships I'm very excited to RP "

Naruto

Shikamaru x Neji (bottom Neji)

Shikamaru x Naruto (bottom Shikamaru) *******

Attack On Titan

Eren x Armin (bottom Armin)

Eren x Reiner (bottom Reiner)

Levi x Erwin (bottom Levi) ***************

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Sokka x Zuko (bottom Zuko) **

Haikyuu

Sakusa x Atsumu (no preference) ****

Kageyama x Suga (bottom Suga)

Hunter x Hunter

Leorio x Kurapika (bottom Kurapika)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru x Suguru (switch/bottom Suguru) **********

꧁༺ｆａｖｏｒｅｄｔｒｏｐｅｓ༻꧂

" tropes with a red star * are tropes I'm very excited to RP "

Omegaverse/mpreg ***************************

arranged marriage ****

modern AUs *************

single father

coming of age

canon divergent

royalty

꧁༺ｗｒｉｔｉｎｇｓａｍｐｌｅｓ༻꧂

1 The acrid smell of isopropyl alcohol singes the inside of Leorio’s nose. Pietro doesn’t stay still long enough for him to clean the ulcers that have opened on the undersides of his arm- shivering with imaginary chills amidst the summer heat that blankets New York City. He’s rewet the old rag that sits on his forehead below the fringe that’s started to mat together but it offers no help to the burning boy. At some point, he loses the ability to designate who’s shaking. Him, or Pietro. It’s when Pietro gives another chest-rattling cough that Leorio lets himself accept the fact that his friend is going to die. Despite the coins he scraped together to get the supplies needed to tend to his friend, despite the begging for rich women’s handkerchiefs, despite his efforts- Pietro is going to die.

2 “Oi, get back on the court and stop canoodling with Shimizu-san.” A looming voice says from the court and Suga narrows his gaze on Daichi.“If anyone canoodles with Kiyoko-san, it's me.” Tanaka declares, thumb pressed to his puffed out chest.“What’s ‘canoodle’ mean?” Hinata questions from the net.“Canned soup.” Kageyama says and Hinata nods, content.From the corner of his eye, he sees Tsukishima place his face into his palm and wants to follow in suit.

3 Sokka never would’ve guessed that when he started college, he would soon get very aquatinted with his dorm room’s floor. The cheap stick-on tile placed diagonally with those yellow and red squares peppered throughout them. Sometimes, he was on his hands and knees feeling around under his twin bed for his headphones that always somehow managed to end up in the farthest, dustiest corner. Sometimes he was kicking empty beer cans to that same corner while the floor’s absolutely nuts RA dropped in for her umpteenth hygiene check. But lately, he was with Zuko. Zuko was fictional. He had to be. Or at least that’s what he thought when his roommate first unlocked their door and paused in the doorway when they’d met for the first time. There was no way in hell that it was even remotely fair to Zuko to look the way he did– even with a gnarly burn wound blooming across the left of his face– wisps of dark hair curling where it met the collar of his shirt. He was the embodiment of every tortured, panty dropper, heartthrob he’d ever read about in his ex-girlfriend’s books (although Suki claimed to never know where they came from) and at that moment, Sokka felt as if his body had plummeted through the earth’s core and was shooting out the ass-end of the planet and somewhere into the stratosphere because holy shit he’s never seen a guy more attractive in his life.

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softedgessculptures · 3 months

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Armin only met Nathalia (my canon oc) when she was crying alone KKKKKKKKK 😭😭☠️ (get some history bellow)

Everyone on the wall thought she was a bit crazy and brainless for telling strange theories about the walls and around (nothing but the truth) and there were rumors about her running around she was pretty clueless yet VERY clever and smart (I have always lived in the world of the moon and I believed that reality was beyond what is seen since I was a little girl, so I transmitted the same to my oc. Most people still think I'm crazy out here, but that's okay 🤗❤️)

She entered the area of reconnaissance focusing on the theory and research team, or closer to where Hange works because of her curiosity, knowledge and wisdom. And when Nathalia found out that Eren had become a titan, she was VERY interested to KNOW WHY. She tried to get close to him, came to follow him around a few places and watch to write down in her notepads (she's just a girl!!! 😭🎀) watching him from afar since she was a bit shy and Eren was always surrounded by people or with Hange... until they started the rumor that, in addition to her being labeled "crazy", rumors also spread that she liked Eren. Nathalia barely knew about Eren's trio, and barely heard about Armin or Mikasa. Nathalia just wanted to.... talk. 😢😢

"GYAHAHAH GIRL DID YOU end UP running away and stealing a few beers from some ass veterans???? All that comes out of your mouth is shit!!!" in the girls' dorm Ymir teased Nathalia A LOT, seriously, even Krista Historia struggle to stop her. Not least because Ymir knew that Nathalia's words were too dangerous. "Are you really as weird as everyone says?? Pffft".

At the other side, Annie didn't talk much and isn't the type to let emotions rule "ugh, shut upp" kind of thing, but she always claimed that nothing Nathalia said made sense. (I really like her)

When asked, she answered "Is it really?" and get silent, pretending not to give a damn. Annie knew she was there on a mission and that Nathalia's words were true, even though some were too head-traveled and imaginative. Annie knew it was dangerous to increase, but she........... did she really cared?

The only one who came closest to staying by Nathalia's side was Sasha, but not too much because she's the other crazy one in the new squad. "Well... that's it. She's not wrong........ in fact, I mean, she's really crazy. But! Who guarantees, huh?!" she shrugs and leans on the pillow of her carefree bed "What if someday, what she says, proves to be right? You can't tell!!"

And Mikasa. Well......... she didn't trust Nathalia much because of the rumors about her liking Eren, however, more than that, Mikasa paid attention and kept Nathalia's words to herself because she knew someone who also shared the same ideas: Armin. In their trio they had dreamed of this since they were children and she always listened to Armin's stories and fertile imagination, and knew when someone was being honest. She saw faith in Nathalia's eyes. However, he never spoke to her or got into the rumors despite understanding what she felt, she just... She is not one to go around telling the secrets and conversations of her trio. Mikasa still watched her aside because she always knew that Nathalia watched Eren and they too much. "I don't know what you intend with this game but... Just don't try anything".

Being that NATHALIA just wanted to talk!!!!

When she heard about the rumors, even though she denied it and was smart enough to prove otherwise, she felt so hurt! She sat in the corner of the horse barn when there was no one and burst into tears. Full, silent tears. Why doesn't anyone believe her?!

She just didn't know that someone was watching her in silence all this time.

#that's it #i love her #her story is a good one. she has a good development and messes with eren's head with her questions #armin who suggested contact and testimonials of nathalia directly with hange . erwin and levi #they didn't react much beyond the ordinary. but. they took any and all ideas and information she had with them #hange was very nice and understanding. they realized that nathalia was very intelligent and excellent in theoretical classes #so nathalia became very close to hange for research and studies #armin was so proud of her 🥰🥰❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗#better save for yourself #just being delusional #self shipping play #me x armin #ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖ ꗃ 𝐴𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑁𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑎'𝑠 𔒌 𝑃𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑡 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑦 ✐𔓘 𖠚۪ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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Raven, helloooo i’m doing a runaround tumblr to showcase my admiration for my favorite writers on tumblr, and you get one~!

Can I just start off by saying you're incredibly insightful and intelligent?? Your ability to grasp onto character qualities and understand each of them is incredible! Your characterization is always on point. I'd think you are a script writer from the original! I love coming across any of your theories on a character, analysis which always seem canon, or your writings! Romantic or just daily shenanigans between characters all of it is so amazing!! I love each of them! Your writing style is so smooth and fun to read! Its both detailed and telling, but also shown and displayed with the characters actions. You give them life and I love that!

You're also so incredibly patient with your audience! Your willingness to learn is also endearing and I think in general you're a really good person I enjoy seeing come up! Your content is very re-readable in my opinion and I think your blog is wonderful aesthetic wise too! It gives a sense of curiosity and liveliness. Also I adore your oc too~ I love seeing the content of her!

To conclude, I really enjoy seeing any and all of your content and keep up the wonderful work <3 be sure to take breaks as well!

For some context, I recieved this ask towards the tail end of TWST’s third anniversary (around March 18th). Back then, I was very stressed between writing Sebek’s birthday one-shot, alt!dorm headcanons, and general irl business… so the timing of this ask was coincidentally perfect 🥺 It was a nice little pick-me-up to help me through that mentally demanding period, so I’m really thankful that it came when it did!! (If I seem a little more emotional than usual, that’s why 😅)

The next thing I want to say is thank you very much for the highly detailed feedback!! 🙏 I appreciate it when my readers let me know what they think of my work—and while I’ll always like seeing a “good job” or a “you write well”, it’s the very explicit feedback that I enjoy the most. “You did a good job with X! You wrote this well!” It lets me know what specifically my strengths are, and gives me ideas on how to improve in the future or where I may be lacking or not as strong.

I’m glad that you like my works (creative writing, theories, analyses) so much!! TWST has become my hyperfixation these last few years, so I’m grateful that I have a space where I can just shout about it and overanalyze it to heck and back. It feels so therapeutic to be able to share this passion with others!

dhscuwxnks It’s an honor to be told that my stuff seems canon or that it makes you think I’m actually a writer on the dev team 😭 I feel like it’s usually hard for fans to see how much time and effort content creators put into their craft; they just see the end product, consume it, and then wait for the next product to come out only to repeat the cycle. It’s really nice to know that people notice all the work I put in to tru and capture the essence of the TWST characters and their canon. I basically try to wiggle into their mind spaces 😳

We hold TWST near and dear to our hearts, and I want to have others experience that same fondness when they read my works. The smiles and the sobs we’ve had with the NRC boys are universal experiences; I’m glad that I’m able to share such a thing with my readers. I think people sometimes underestimate just how much forms of art can touch us at our very cores; they can be so memorable that someone reading your fic or looking at your art can remember exactly where they were when they first consumed your work. Creations can leave an impact on the world and the people who look upon it!

Sometimes I’ve been told I’m too patient 😂 but I’m relieved that it seems like my patience is seen as a virtue?? I’m used to giving advice and being the voice of reason to others, so I guess that extended into my fandom life. If people find that useful, then I’m happy to be of help and that I didn’t step on any toes! I want my words to guide others into making determinations that feel are right to them, not tell them how they “should” feel or think.

I like to learn because I realize there’s a lot I don’t know. Just as I give knowledge and advice, I’d also like to receive it 🎵 If I think about it… the patience makes me one part Trey, and the curiosity and willingness to learn makes me one part Lilia?

Not gonna lie, I’m still struggling to find that “perfect” blog theme for me… but I’m happy that you also like the little technical things like how the blog is laid out and looks. (I’m very invested in my blog’s theming and Alice in Wonderland motifs!! 💪)

I’m also working on getting more comfortable with sharing content of my OC 🥲 I’ve mentioned this before, but I feel guilty when I mention Miss Raven because some part of me realizes that most people are here for general TWST stuff, not her. Even though this is my blog and I can do whatever I want with it, this still makes me feel like I’m somehow being selfish… which I know is a ridiculous way of thinking, so I’m trying to combat it!!

Once again, thank you for this valuable feedback, I hope you didn’t mind me rambling 🥺 I’ll definitely be looking back on this to reflect!! And I’ll try to take breaks, but no promises in case I can’t keep it—

#notes from the writing raven #feedback for the writing raven

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zgvlt · 1 year

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sparkle without dust twst oc/canon : poly jamil, leona, oc (mirelle)

commissioned by: dumple (iykyk!)

summary: snippets where jamil, leona, and mirelle notice things they like about each other during the events of fairy gala

tags: twst oc, sfw, pre-relationship, pre-poly relationship, fluff, 3.8k+ words, not beta read

[ JAMIL : THOUGHTFULNESS ] I thought of you two;Do you think of me too?

“I was wondering where you went, Mirelle.” JAMIL lifted his head to look at the girl. Her arm was outstretched and he, recognizing what she was trying to hand him, retrieved the small package from her grasp. “Thanks for the meal. You didn’t have to.”

“Mhm, well, you seemed busy,” explained Mirelle, eyes darting to the other boys—Ruggie and Kalim specifically, who were already handed their share of the food. “In addition, I had my doubts that you had the time to cook anything for dinner with all these practices.”

“I didn’t,” Jamil affirmed, “I could have convinced Kalim to simply buy something from school, but sometimes he just wants something only I can specifically make.”

“Scarabia must be missing your cooking by now!”

“They can stand to miss it a little longer,” he half-joked. He didn’t exactly mind the compliments thrown his way whenever he cooked something (or arranged a party, or did anything, really), but it was worth missing a few to get some rest.

If rest meant having to go through training with Crewel and Vil, that is.

“As for you… you could stand to… well, sit. Shouldn’t you be eating as well?”

“I should finish my job as the gopher first,” she replied. It was then that Jamil noticed that she had two more containers of food left. “Do you happen to know where Leona is?”

“He went back to his room, not really sure when he’s coming back.”

“I’m surprised.” Mirelle laughed softly, and laced in her sarcasm was something in between exasperation and fondness. “I’m pretty sure it’s in my job description to storm in there to wake him up, is it not?”

“No need for that.”

The missing man had approached them, still looking like he had just woken up from a nap—he probably did, seeing as his hair was even more disheveled than usual. He even had a blanket in tow, likely so he would be able to sleep comfortably even in the training room.

“You got this for me?” Leona asked, or perhaps it was more of a statement—You got this for me, because Leona had a surprisingly good amount of intuition (or maybe just common sense) for someone who acted the way he did. Maybe he acted the way he did because of his intelligence—the motives of the rich and powerful were difficult to understand at times.

“That obvious?”

“Herbivores don’t usually eat their steak medium rare,” the dorm leader said, “and lions don’t typically eat dumplings.”

“Ah yes, you’re a typical lion, are you?” She rolled her eyes. “The vegetables won’t kill you. You could give it a try, Leona.”

Steak? Dumplings? Jamil looked at the curry he had received—he had assumed that Mirelle simply got everyone the same thing and he had gotten lucky that it was his favorite type of dish.

“What did you buy for Kalim and Ruggie?”

“Oh… I wasn’t sure what they would like, so I went with sandwiches. It seemed safe.”

Mirelle was trying to make it appear as though it wasn’t too big of a deal that she got the three of them separate meals, and perhaps it really wasn’t to her, but after locking eyes with Leona for a moment he knew it was quite the meaningful act from a friend. To them, at least.

“Sit down and eat already,” Leona huffed, laying his blanket down on the floor. Jamil and Mirelle looked at it owlishly, unsure of what to make of it.

“...Okay?”

“You’re smart, I’m sure you get…?” The Savanaclaw dorm leader paused midway into his sentence, eyeing Jamil with a smirk on his face. He hadn’t realized his realization (and thus, amusement) had been that evident on his face, but then again, Leona and his perceptiveness. “Well, the offer was for Mirelle, but you can go help yourself too if you want. I’m so generous, you know.”

“No thanks, you should have offered it beforehand,” Jamil replied, “though you could try bringing a pillow next time.”

“How Scarabian of you,” the beastman snorted, plopping down on the bare floor. “Anyway, don’t make me explain—go sit in the middle of it.”

“Oh…! You didn’t have to!” Mirelle exclaimed, taking up the offer, granting Leona a small smile as she sat down. “Such a gentleman, huh?”

“It’s nothing,” Leona huffed, though Jamil would say nothing was not the way to describe the way he pulled the ends of the blanket to cover her lap as well, shielding her from being cold… or at the very least so she could have a makeshift placemat. “Your clothes could get dirty. You only have a few pairs of your uniform at most, right?”

“That makes sense. We can’t have Mirelle being fooled into buying some magic detergent by the likes of Azul,” Jamil added. “Laundry’s quite the hassle, so it’s better to make it last.”

“What if I get food on the blanket, though?”

“Ruggie,” Jamil and Leona said, without so much as skipping a beat. She laughed, not quite in approval but accepting the situation readily.

“Fine, fine, let’s go eat already before Vil comes in here.” Mirelle said, taking the initiative to dig in. Leona followed suit easily, with only Jamil taking his time to start eating. “The payment can come later.”

“How much is it anyway?” Leona asked, already mid-chew.

“Yours was the priciest, though I’m sure you knew that given your well-refined tastes. The steak was at–”

“Not the individual prices,” he interrupted, “the total.”

“60 madol.”

‘Did the prices inflate?’ Jamil thought to himself just as Leona started digging into his wallet. The alarms started ringing in Jamil’s head.

“You don’t have to,” Jamil protested. “I’m aware you’re rich, but Kalim can cover the costs for the both of us.”

“You really don’t,” Mirelle added, “I’ve actually been getting allowance recently, so you can just pay for yourself–”

The lion rolled his eyes.

“Tch. I already pay for Ruggie on the regular, what’s three more?”

It seemed like too much of a hassle trying to argue with someone as stubborn as Leona, and it seemed as though Mirelle agreed with Jamil considering she, too, chose to accept the payment from Leona.

“By the way,” Jamil asked, “I’m surprised you managed to buy the food so quickly. The lines could get quite long at this time of night.”

“It was because… I didn’t buy it tonight.” Mirelle seemed hesitant to admit it, and upon noticing his and Leona’s pointed stares she looked slightly embarrassed at the admittance. “I bought them a little late into the afternoon, then I reheated the dishes in the kitchen so they wouldn’t be served cold.”

“Yeah, I had a feeling,” Leona replied with a shrug, “not that I’ve bought my own lunch in a while, but back when I was a first year they always sold out of that particular curry during lunch. Or they didn’t cook any for dinner, either or.”

“Oh,” Jamil replied, eating the rest of his curry silently. The container that held his food was still warm against his skin. Although, he himself was feeling quite warm in general, so if he had misconstrued the source of warmth, he wouldn’t be surprised.

He has always been the one to think for others, to do things for others, and so to have others think of him is… an odd feeling.

If Jamil was honest, he thought that the school’s curries paled in comparison to his own, more so the variations upon variations that could be found in his homeland. Tonight, however, he found it to be quite delicious.

[ MIRELLE : ATTENTIVENESS ] You make me feel seen, make me feel heard;You make me feel less alone in this world.

“Your clothes are stunning. They fit you both very well.” MIRELLE was fixing a few odd fabric placements as she complimented them. It was beautiful from afar, but it was up close that she saw the sheer quality of the materials, the stitching, the cut and shape and how wonderfully they fit on the models.

As for the models themselves, they were…

“Crewel’s fashion sense isn’t my thing, but thanks,” Leona said, easily accepting the praise and lacking any bite for once. She understood his feelings—this whole affair was rather tiring and he seemed a little uncomfortable with the attire, an unfortunate downside to its beauty.

Surprisingly, at least for Mirelle, it was Jamil who had all the snark today.

“Yes, our attire is quite eye-catching, but what about the ones wearing them?”

“Sorry?” The word left her lips just as Leona began to chuckle, seemingly regaining his energy from one sentence alone.

“She already said it fits us well, but I guess that’s not much of an accolade, huh,” the third year said, “guess I wouldn’t be adverse to something more specific either. Anything other than fawning—I’m already used to that.”

“Oh, I’m sure.” Mirelle grinned wryly in response.

It wasn’t that Mirelle had nothing to compliment them on—far from it. There are plenty of things to admire about them not just in intelligence and capabilities, but looks as well. Objectively, Leona and Jamil were terribly attractive people (emphasis on terribly, there was hardly anything fair about their beauty), their current attires easily making them shine more than she was used to, but was that appropriate to say to people you considered your friends?

Well… praise should never be limited to people you were attracted to.

“Jamil, you look very…” she paused, trying to find an appropriate word, one that wasn’t too forward or anything of the sort. “I usually associate gold more with you, but you look fetching in silver. Like the moon… A moon fairy. For the gala.”

“I would have been happy with just being told I looked good,” Jamil admitted, looking a little embarrassed as he donned a small smile. “But I feel a little better being told this looks good on me.”

“And me, herbivore?”

“You…” Mirelle trailed off with a sigh. “Come on, is there anything you haven’t heard of before? ‘Oh, Leona, you look so handsome in gold! You look like the sun of the Afterglow Savannah itself!’ Like that?”

“...Well, I certainly haven’t heard that before,” Leona grinned. Mirelle found that, compared to his smug smirks and amused laughter, there was something oddly boyish about his current expression. A genuine appreciation, she would say, though that… seemed a little too presumptuous on her end.

“Sun fairy and moon fairy, huh,” the lion said, “what does that make you, then?”

“A star fairy,” Jamil replied immediately, “there. We have a full sky now… sort of, if we forget about all the other planets.”

“The sun is also a star,” Mirelle reminded him, though even with her reminder she could not deny the newfound heat around her neck and ears. She started this, and yet she was getting affected by such a simple comment.

“Damn, who knew there could only be one,” Leona drawled, “s’not like there’s not billions of them out there.”

“I don’t think you’d take well to me hogging your space in the sky,” she joked.

“Tch, seriously… What’s with you and Jamil being such disrespectful juniors,” he clicked his tongue. Mirelle could hear the latter mutter to himself about how he hadn’t even said anything against him yet (today), though he could tell just as well as her that it was just a jest. “Go be the sky that contains us, then, or some other flashier star at night so I don’t go hogging your spotlight or whatever.”

She laughed.

“This is ridiculous. We probably shouldn’t use these as our backstories.”

“Wasn’t planning to. It’s better to just let the fairies assume what we are and where we come from,” Jamil muttered, “but let’s say you were asked about what kind of fairy you were. What would you say?”

“A star fairy, if those exist, actually seems like a good choice. Specifically some kind of night star, maybe,” Mirelle said, “but… I had dragons in mind as well, but it probably wouldn’t be believable since Malleus is a dragon fae himself—I doubt they’re particularly common.”

The room turned silent when she said that. However, and it was with gratefulness that she noticed it, there was nothing off-putting about their reactions. Jamil looked a little shocked, a little intrigued, but didn’t say anything otherwise.

As for Leona, she fully expected to say something, simply because she was well aware of his… dislike towards the fae prince, but he simply looked at her like he expected her to explain, raised eyebrow as if to say, ‘Okay? Go on, then.’ It was… reassuring, she would say. She didn’t have to defend her choice or listen to any comments about how it didn’t suit someone like her.

Then again, she was never too afraid that it would happen. It was Leona and Jamil, after all.

“Chi-Eastern dragons specifically,” Mirelle specified. She wondered if they—lóng, that is, or maybe even other legendary creatures like the qílín—existed in Twisted Wonderland, or at the very least have their fae counterparts. She supposed it was possible—despite the unfamiliarity she still had with this world, there were just as many things that were all the same.

“I’m not too well-versed with eastern mythology, but I think I’ve heard about them before,” Leona said. Before either she or Jamil could make the joke, he continued, “from the few times I actually attended Trein’s classes. Something about power, as usual with pretty much all dragons, and good luck, right?”

“Yeah, that’s exactly it,” she replied, granting him a smile in return. “I thought it’d be nice to have someone represent good luck since we’re pretty much doing a heist.”

Jamil and Leona threw each other a look—they’ve been doing that a lot lately, Mirelle noticed. Had the both of them grown closer since the start of practices? She hoped that was the case—she figured they would get along rather well, that they would find each other’s minds and perspectives interesting, and… Well, she would like to spend time with both of them, too, as opposed to one at a time.

“It suits you,” Jamil said.

“Which?”

“The good luck thing. You’re always there to help us out, especially with the…” Jamil’s voice dropped in volume. “The overblot thing. Things could have gone south without you.”

“Oh.” Mirelle was more flustered at the concept than she would like to admit. Since when was Jamil so… open with compliments? Did he eat something today? Was it the curry from last time? “It’s really not that big of a deal. We all worked together to make it happen.”

“Sure, but don’t go downplaying your contributions,” Leona countered.

“Because it’s unbecoming?”

“Because it’s unwarranted,” Leona said. He looked like he wanted to flick her on the forehead but had refrained from doing so—maybe out of laziness, but likely because he didn’t want to accidentally hurt her. “You’re good as you are, certainly better than most of the herbivores around here. You don’t have to put any extra effort if you don’t want to—they wouldn’t be able to catch up anyway.”

He had said it as if he was advising Mirelle exclusively, and yet his eyes were darting to Jamil as well.

“Haha, who knew you could be so good at advice?” Jamil said, though, as if he had recognized Leona’s intent, looked rather torn with being pensive and flattered.

“Yeah, who knew,” Mirelle agreed, eyes flicking between her two friends, the realization that there was more to them that she had realized, “who knew…”

[ LEONA : GENTLENESS ] Treating the ungentle I quite gently; How dare you use your kindness against me?

“Really can’t get used to how cold it is…” LEONA, of all people, found himself facing difficulties falling asleep, and he regretted seeking the comfort of his bed over finding somewhere else with a far suitable temperature.

Thank the Sevens the gala would be tomorrow, that everything would finally be done and over with. He was going to do nothing but sleep all day as soon as Savanaclaw was back to the way it was before this whole fairy mess started.

He had thought of strolling out the dorm in the dead of the night to either search for another dorm to infiltrate or at least find another spot to sleep in (those pesky fairies just had to use up all of the greenhouse, didn’t they?), but some two people chose to make the decision for him instead, infiltrating his domain.

“Oi, it’s midnight,” Leona said matter-of-factly, though it had come out as a complaint due to the tiredness in his voice. “What are the both of you doing here?”

“The temperature sucks in Scarabia too,” Jamil stated, though his explanation wasn’t really much of one. Yeah, he related to the situation, but what did that have to do with the two of them appearing before him at this hour?

“And?”

“And we both couldn’t sleep,” Mirelle explained, “so we decided to stop by here to see if you were sleeping well. Now that we’re here, though… If you of all people can’t sleep, then what more the rest of us?”

“So what, we’re gonna stay up and have a heart-to-heart or something?” Leona laughed, “Hate to break it to you, but as much as I don’t mind listening, you’re not gonna get anything out of me.”

“No, no. We should go to sleep to prepare for tomorrow,” Jamil said, “and Mirelle had the bright idea to stroll over here to get ourselves to fall asleep.”

“And your idea is any better?” Mirelle rolled her eyes, and Leona, for once, had realized it would have been nice to use his phone a little more than he usually did.

“Blah blah your idea, his idea,” Leona spat, “what’s that gotta do with all the crap the both of you are holding?”

“Lions do not tolerate the cold easily. Their hunting activity may be impaired due to the cold temperature, and we can’t have that tomorrow—later, that is—can we?” Mirelle grinned, sitting atop the mattress which he laid. Lions were highly territorial too, but strangely it did not feel as though his space was being invaded despite the evident intrusion.

“Which explains the stack of blankets,” he deadpanned, after which she immediately dumped all of them atop of him. He pretended the weight had not impacted him even a little bit.

“Warm yet?” Mirelle asked with a barely-hidden smile.

“You used to be a polite underclassman,” Leona huffed, “the both of you. What the hell happened?”

“We’re taking after you,” Jamil supplied blandly. “The temperature?”

Leona’s natural instinct was to be snarky (or at the very least, blatantly honest), but instead what came tumbling out of his mouth was something… not quite out of character so to say, but probably not something he could ever imagine saying to those two people specifically.

“A body or two would be warmer than a few blankets.”

Mirelle and Jamil both coughed, the two second years having the decency to look a little embarrassed at the teasing of their senior—much to Leona’s pleasure, and much was his pleasure, too.

Between the two of them, it was Jamil who recovered surprisingly quickly.

“We will—” Leona wondered why Jamil was speaking for Mirelle as though they had entered into an agreement beforehand, “—think about it if you drink what we’ve prepared for you first.”

It was then that the prince noticed what he was holding—a steaming cup of some chocolate drink. Hot cocoa, most likely.

“I’ve had an assassination attempt or two before, but this might take the cake at being the weirdest one.” He was only joking, really, but Jamil rolled his eyes and Mirelle let out a sigh. What was with the both of them teaming up against him like he wasn’t the one whose room was being occupied?

“Don’t even joke about that,” Jamil said, though he attempted a small smile as though to say not to take his warning too seriously. “Just take it.”

“It’s warm, I get it, but I’m not a sweets person,” he told them. If they pried a bit more he would eventually relent just to get them to stop, and it seemed as though his two guests had realized as much, Jamil’s hand already outstretched to hand him the mug as Mirelle attempted to ‘convince’ him.

“You don’t even know if you’ll like it yet,” she complained, “really, you can’t have a bunch of herbivores outdoing you in things like this… Also, Jamil made it so you know it’ll be good.”

“It is good,” the aforementioned boy affirmed, “I think you’ll be surprised at what I’ve prepared.”

“Surprised, huh,” Leona said, amusement laced in his tone. It was difficult to surprise someone like him, but as he took a sip of the drink, surprised was indeed what he was.

“The cocoa powder,” he murmured, “it’s from the Afterglow Savannah.”

Mirelle and Jamil smiled. Leona had not even realized that he had sat up, or that his two juniors were seated at his right and left respectively.

It’s hardly anything high quality, definitely a more commercial brand as opposed to something premium and specialized, but it has enough of a significant taste for him to recognize its origins.

Jamil looked particularly smug.

“I couldn’t source anything too luxurious since it’s out of our price range, so Mirelle and I split the payment for the powder. I also melted some chocolate to make a better texture for the drink,” he explained. Leona realized the chocolate was probably what was making such a significant taste, and if he put his mind to it he could likely figure out what specific region it had originated from, too. Maybe he would think about it some other time, though right now he wasn’t sure he could use his brain like usual.

“Not too sweet, not too bitter,” Mirelle added, “our thanks for you paying for our meals.”

“Oh.” Leona sighed, suddenly feeling tired all of the sudden, and without a doubt his two companions were the reason behind his exhaustion. “I’m done with this. I need to lie down.”

If he kept sitting straight up, his head was going to hurt.

“Should we go?” Mirelle asked.

Leona didn’t think about his response for too long.

“Why are the both of you putting so much effort into things? Why can’t you be lazier for once?”

“What does that mean?” Jamil questioned, taking the mug from him, setting it aside before returning to his initial spot atop his mattress.

“Just go sleep here,” he said, a poorly-worded invitation but one that got his point across regardless. “We’re spending all of today with each other, so what’s a few hours earlier?”

Leona was well-prepared to simply close his eyes in case they took too long to answer (or to reject his proposal). However, it was with fortune that he didn’t, considering he caught the knowing look Jamil and Mirelle gave each other, one that would have been subtle had he not been, well, him.

Leona realized it then—the amount of blankets was excessive for him alone, but for the three of them, it would have been just right. This whole visit, right up to the very conclusion of the night, had been planned after all.

“I don’t like people who cling on to me, so make sure the two of you stay in your lanes if you don’t want me crushing you,” Leona warned. He hoped they would follow suit, or else their human ears would hear the beating of his heart as loudly as he could.

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[ 1 ] I actually don't have any but if Dumple or friends sees this uhhhh Leona toes Jamil pits

#nathya twst writing #nathya comm pieces #twst x oc #twst oc

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just-patchy · 1 month

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C for the alphabet soup ask ? :)

Thanks for the ask! :3c for my sanity sake I’ll be sticking with my twst ocs, though I’ve also included my wip babies (and breaking my own rules of reserving my wna girls for my wna blog bc i don’t talk about them enough www)

Cetus Larimar

3rd year in Octavinelle and I made him only bc i wanted a whale shark merfolk oc. He’s a big boi and a little pookie. I’m not sure if I ever posted his UM but he does have one according to my drafts, it’s just nameless bc I couldn’t think of a name yet.

Shi Canlong

3rd year of my WIP fandorm Qilin, was the former dorm head until Yanque (2nd year, current dorm head) fought him for the position and won. He’s adopted and raised in a strict family so he’s actually pretty hard-working, he’s just also an arrogant lil shit (lol). I like to think of him as a bit of an honest guy

Calla Megrez

2nd year in Monarchia WNA (Az’s fanschool). I ended up developing her quite a bit in terms of trivia because it was really fun to do a “wild child” character. I also did a Black Clover AU for her because of it (the “wild child” aspect) since hierarchy and social class is a major theme in Black Clover, I thought it would be interesting to see how someone who’s generally rather removed from such social classes (due to being a bit of a societal outcast) would function.

Celestia Vikare

1st year WIP in Kriegskald and based off of Icarus! She’s a child genius who got into WNA early (13) and is basically a lil shit www a very typical ore-sama type character who gets super defensive when criticised but if you praise her it’ll go straight to her head (lol). She just does whatever she wants so she’s always getting in trouble

Clair Moreau

Vice dorm head of Lyrania (my fanschool WOA) and based off of the violin princess from Music Land. He’s canonically shipped with Lula (dorm head and based off of the alto saxophone prince) and is gnc. He’s generally pretty reserved but also a bit of a violin/strings instrument freak (specifically the actual strings. He likes pressing on those). I think I named him after the Clair de Lune?

Calixto Fynderne

2nd year based off of Narcissus, originally for Key’s fanschool PSU but like idk what to do with him lol, he’s neighbours with Lauren (WNA girl based off of Echo) and was her first crush but didn’t work out. Since most of his parasocial fans are girls his age, he’s not very good with women. His favourite food is also not disclosed for related reasons. He’s an awkward kid who loves himself much more than others, but you just need a lot of patience and maybe a bit of masochism to get him to open up www

Cosmo Dorado

1st year for Lizz’s fanschool DIE and based off of the Grizzly Gulch in HK Disneyland. He’s a very happy-go-lucky (emphasis on lucky) kid and honestly I almost had Komaeda in mind while I was making him because his talent is luck (except he doesn’t have the luck cycle that Komaeda does, he’s more like Naegi, though I also based him off of Uno from Nanbaka and unintentionally Orias from Iruma). Another problematic kid that does whatever tf he wants, but he looks up to the dorm head :3c

Claude Avenant

Music teacher and residential manipulative hag of NRC based off of Maestro Forte. Formerly a bigshot in classical music but retired and currently teaching as a bit of a hobby. I think I gave him a cane because Maestro Forte as an organ is bolted to the wall, so a human twisted from him would probably have mobility issues? It probably would have made more sense to make him paralysed to some extent but Maestro Forte is basically part of the room he was in because of all the stuff that’s connected so like???? The only thing that moves is his face and keys???? I don’t know man

Callista Lebeau

Librarian/Teacher at WNA and based off of Belle/Beauty (both Disney and original version). I think I had something I wanted to plan between her and Vargas due to their inspos but it’s been so long I forgor. According to age-old discord messages her sisters are like, guest teachers at WNA from time to time because ✨plot devices✨

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #oc ask meme #rinavatrix #cetus larimar #shi canlong #calla megrez #celestia vikare #calixto fynderne #cosmo dorado #claude avenant #callista lebeau

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I decided to make a profile for my OC, which I changed more things than I thought I would. Also because I can't find my Wacom pen and I was bored.

(by the way, this child is a carbon copy of me but cuter so-)

Name: Yuu Lupine (Very much a fake name)

Grade/Class: 1-A

Birthday: 3/10 (Pisces)

Age: 16 (?)

Hight: 163 (Looks smaller than/as tall as Riddle because of posture)

Dominant hand: Right

Homeland: The World Beyond The Mirror

Club: Board Games. Can't go sometimes because they work at Sam's.

Best Subject: Magical History

Hobby: Sleeping and drawing

Dislikes: Betrayers/surprises

Favorite food: Salmon/ikura

Least favorite food: Depends on the mood

Talents: Fast reading skills

Main Base: Mickey and all the people who wandered into a foreign place. (Same as Yuu, basically)

Sub Base: Loki, Mulan, Gogo, Edna (will add more if felt like it/some are taken what I assume canonically)

Black Butler Base (similarity): Sascha and Othello

Magic: No, but actually yes.

Idia did make something for them to have the ability to use magic. Based on Loki's staff, it holds a magical artifact inside. Blot will work the same; basically magic pen, but not pen. Only uses it sometimes, to prevent overblots.

Rollo comes in later and he dislikes it a lot.

Doesn't tell a few people, for some reason.

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Lv up 1: ...What is this "level up" for-

Lv up 2: I wonder if I can get stronger...

Lv up 3: Maybe I can be strong in this world...

Card lv max: Wait, hold up, I'm pretty sure this isn't magic. What do I need this for!? Well, they do say "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger".

Limit break: I think you should re-think this-

Groovy: I feel like I can beat some of the dorm leaders now! ...Never mind, I'm back to normal.

Episode lv up: Freinds are cool... I can't explain it, but it feels kind of nice and warm inside... Sorry, that was embarrassing, pretend I said nothing. We should have tea some time to talk again.

Lesson 1: You should let me follow you to class, I don't know where I'm supposed to go.

Lesson 2: Ditching class is an option, you know. I mean I think it's good for us to go to class though.

Lesson 3: Wait we have a quiz?

Lesson start: Let's get this over with.

Lesson End: I think I want to have a snack now.

Battle start: I can't use magic... Let me just cheer you, people, on.

Battle win: well, rip to you people who lost.

Attack/duo/etc.: N/A

Magic history ★1: Grim, give me some snacks/ Lucius is as cute as always/ meowww nyaaaa/I'm really bored right now...

Magic history ★2: I've read this before/ I finished this!/I memorized this part/So it's the same thing back in my world?/ My ink...

Magic history ★3: I could write an essay on this in 40 mins/I guess I got some luck today.

Crowley/Special lesson: Did you find a way back for me? No? Then why are you here./ It's not going to matter in the end anyways...

Flying: N/A, just watches (sometimes with Idia)

Alchemy: N/A, just watches. (For now, at least)

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Relationships:

Same as MC, but doesn't vibe with a few. (Including Kalim, Cater, Trey, etc.)

Also, friends with my other OC, Sice (Mob who was friends with Riddle for a short period of time).

~~~

Anyways my other OCs are:

Since- number 6 of the Hearts dorm. He's based off of Doll. NRC

Bishop Hunt: Twin of Rook, very opposite lore. RSA

There are 2 or 3 OCs for the movie "Frozen". Elsa boy is very powerful bc of his UM being similar to Trey's

Might post some art of them in the future?

#twst oc

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CatMask brings Jaxon some gifts

Here's my attempt writing not only a canon character, but someone else's oc. I am not confident in this at all as I'm still new to writing fanfiction for canon stuff. Riddle is from Twisted Wonderland.

CatMask has taken a liking to @ryker-writes's Jaxon.

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Jaxon had seated himself near the Ramshackle Dorm’s fence. The old, dilapidated building rarely had visitors around, which made it a nice space for Jaxon to get away from everyone. The lunch he had grabbed before heading here was nearly gone. He brought the remains of the meal to his lips to take a bit but tensed as something brushed against his waist. Glancing over, he saw a black housecat staring into his eyes. Blinking and quickly adjusting his sight back to his meal, he frowned a little. Professor Trein has a cat familiar named Lucius, but he had some patches of white fur. He had seen some sort of cat hanging around some freshman, but that one had some weird fire ear whiskers.

Plucking a small, cat-friendly piece from his food, Jaxon held it out to the cat still staring into his skull. The cat dropped its gaze to his palm. Leaning its head down, it quickly ate up the piece. Jaxon left his hand outstretched, allowing it the chance to sniff it. The cat stared at his hand, making no motion to sniff it.

“Oddball.” Jaxon quietly muttered under his breath before slowly moving his hand towards its head. The cat lifted its head up, bumping it into his hand as it resumed its previous staring at his face. He gave it a few cautious pats, but with it showing no sign of hostility or discomfort, relaxed into truly petting it. The cat’s body rumbled in response.

“Quiet one, huh?” Jaxon smiled a little at the silent purring. He shifted his body to get a bit more comfortable, unintentionally bringing his meal closer to the housecat. The cat shifted its gaze and chomped down on the rest of his food before he could properly react. Jaxon huffed, finding it rather cheeky for doing that. Slowly he wrapped an arm around the cat’s body, testing how far he could go. Upon its lack of response, he pulled the cat into his lap, hugging it somewhat as revenge.

It was late, so late that even most night owls of the school were asleep. Yet Jaxon was out of his dorm, walking about the campus. He had used some of his unique magic on himself to fight back the sleep and nightmares that always came for him. Though was it really worth it when it almost feels like a nightmare could be starting right now? What if he had fallen asleep despite his attempts not to? Why did it feel like something’s following him? That something’s in the shadows, watching him, keeping pace behind, then jumping in front at times.

Jaxon stopped, forcing in a deep breath. It was just his magic, just lingering longer than it should. He held it as he told himself it was likely a school ghost. Letting out the breath, he wondered how long a ghost would find this funny. How long until the ghost either jumped out at him or gave up and left? If it would show itself, then Jaxon could quickly make it regret messing with him. Crossing his arms, Jaxon decided to wait. It didn’t take long for him to catch glimpses of something white and something brown.

Furrowing his brow, Jaxon tried to keep his breathing steady as he realized what was approaching did not look like a ghost. A white cat-face-shaped… mask? A white carved stone? A glossy brown guitar that seemed to be levitating in front of the mask? As it got closer, he noticed four white stones? Four white round objects that seemed to take on a walking pattern. It wasn’t until it was a few feet away that he realized it had some sort of body made of shadow. No wonder he had such a hard time seeing it fully before.

As the creature reached him, it shifted smoothly onto its hind legs. It stopped, slouched, as its odd face reached the same height as his own. Jaxon stared at the being, taken aback. This didn’t look like a direbeast nor like a ghost. What in the twisted wonderland could it be? Was the creature becoming impatient with him? Perhaps as it was now, lightly pushing the guitar into him. Without thinking too much about it, Jaxon reached up and took the guitar. Once the guitar was in his hands, the creature slunk back down to all fours. Did it’s face change? Weren’t those teeth grooves slanted before?

Something moved behind the being, catching Jaxon’s attention away from its weird face. Blinking, he realized it was the creature’s tail. Its tail moving lazily side to side. More movement caused him to snap his gaze back to its face. Which was sinking into its body? The face? The mask? The mask seemed to sink into the creature’s head, dimming it to match the same off-white of the stones in its… feet? Jaxon tensed as it reached one of its legs up, reaching for him- wait no, it was reaching for the guitar. It plucked a cord.

“Do you… want me to play?” Jaxon breathed out. If this was some sort of nightmare, it was on the oddly calm side. Sure, he had never seen something like this before and it had stressed him by silently stalking after him in the dark… but it didn’t seem aggressive at all. Shifting his weight to subtly shake out some nerves, Jaxon plucked each one of the cords. The guitar sounded to be perfectly tuned. Keeping his eyes on the creature in front of him, he started to strum out a song.

After a couple of songs, Jaxon suddenly realized the empty space in front of him. He stopped, looking off to the sides to try to figure out where it went. Did he really get caught up in playing to lose sight of the creature? Or did it somehow teleport? Then he felt light pressure on his shoe, prompting him to look down. At his feet was the black cat from lunch earlier today. It had one paw on his shoe, staring up at his face. Its gaze felt way too similar to the shadow being’s unblinking gaze for this to be a coincidence.

He knelt down and the cat reached up, using its paw to pluck a cord. Was this something that familiars could naturally do? He didn’t recall ever hearing about familiars being able to transform. Jaxon sat down, getting comfortable. The cat climbed onto his lap, nosing at the guitar strings.

“Demanding little crap.” Jaxon half-heartedly grumbled. He strummed away, creating melodies for the cat which curled up on his lap, refusing to blink or even move its gaze away from his face.

It wasn’t until near dawn that he saw the cat shift back into the large shadow being from before. The sight was rather odd. It was as if its fur grew and extended into a big fuzzy blob until it smoothed out into shadow. The transformation was rather fast, making it difficult to take in even that. Instead of an increased feeling of weight on his lap, it lightened instead. Its shadowed mask pushed out of its head and the grooves of its teeth slanted. He felt a pressure tug at the guitar. Letting go of it, he watched as the odd creature walked away with the guitar levitating in front of its carved mouth. Watching it slink away, Jaxon could roughly guess it to be a foot longer than his own height.

Jaxon sat at a table in the library, rubbing at his forehead. It had been a few days since he saw that odd familiar. Familiars are supposed to help their mages, right? He wondered if he could somehow get that familiar to help him understand what he was reading. Though would it even help him? Familiars are loyal to only one mage at a time, right? He briefly wondered if he could ask Lucius for help, but the idea of the cat telling the professor how stupid he is…

Jaxon grumbled, shifting up in his seat as he heard a slight commotion. Must be some freshmen getting a bit rowdy in the library. He took a moment to stretch out his limbs, waiting for someone to quiet them down.

“Enough. Quiet in the library.” A somewhat familiar voice caught his attention. Jaxon looked over as the most bizarre sight arrived before him. The shadow creature, which he could have sworn was taller than that, was walking on its hind legs as Riddle seemed to levitate in front of its mask. The beet red of the boy’s face portrayed that Riddle had not agreed to be carried about like this. Yet he wasn’t casting off fire spells. Had he simply given in to the odd being’s whims?

With a quiet thud, it released its hold on the back of Riddle’s blazer collar, dropping him by Jaxon’s table. Reaching its head past Riddle, the creature pulled a chair out. Riddle glared at the shadow that barely reached over his head.

“What is the meaning of this?” Riddle asked, just to find himself being pushed into the chair by one of the creature’s feet. Riddle huffed and adjusted himself. The shadow leapt up, transforming into a cat as it gracefully landed onto the table. Riddle briefly focused his attention on Jaxon.

“Is this your doing?” Riddle shifted his gaze away as the cat nosed the open book on the table over towards him.

“No… I don’t know what it’s doing.” Jaxon answered, watching the cat. Riddle reached out to take the book, pulling it closer and briefly glancing over the page.

“This is one of the third years’ study subjects.” Riddle stated and glanced curiously at the cat, the red finally fading from his face. The cat nodded then looked over at Jaxon. Riddle followed its gaze, giving Jaxon a questioning look. Jaxon stared in surprise and offered a small shrug. The black cat suddenly reached over and batted Jaxon’s face. Riddle let out a small laugh.

“If only it would talk.” Riddle tapped the cat, gaining its attention. “Come on, I’m quite good at animal linguistics. Tell me what you want from us.”

“…”

“I’m not sure it can talk.” Jaxon muttered. Riddle let out a huff.

“Trey thinks so too. I don’t need to look over this subject… Do you want Jaxon to show me something in this book?” Riddle asked. The cat stared into Riddle’s eyes for a moment before reaching a paw out to Jaxon’s head. It seemed to pat Jaxon’s head.

“Right, I forgot that Trey’s mentioned its not very good with yes or no questions.” Riddle sighed. “I’m afraid we’ll have to figure out what it wants as I doubt it’ll let me leave.”

~~~

CatMask brought Riddle to Jaxon to try to get Riddle to tutor Jaxon. Those two are stuck there until they finally figure it out or until Trey comes to get Riddle and CatMask.

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mahs-dumpster · 7 months

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"If I didn't know any better."

a/n: when I tell you I'm like so seriously embarrassed about posting this LMAOJAKSJW I'm gonna post this once pretend I never did it and hide in my other acc just you wait-- welp, this is a very small scenario for my oc x canon, supposed to be the vignette story of the p.e. clothes for my oc. I understand that this kinda stuff is not everyone's cup of tea so if you're not into that pls just walk away ty. Also, you may change my oc's name for yours if you wish to read this as a reader x ruggie fic, I don't care much if I'm being honest

Daisy sighed as she sat down on a bench, trying to catch her breath. Savannaclaw's morning training was no joke, it was way more intense than she could ever imagine… but then again, if they were the top of their school when it comes to Spelldrive — well, at least second to Diasomnia — then she guessed it shouldn't be a surprise. She grabbed a water bottle and drank most of it in practically one go, she was exhausted, and she still needed to get that picture for Azul… today was gonna be rough.

"You're already tired?" Ruggie's voice popped out of nowhere, making Daisy flinch at the sudden sound. She lifted her head and saw the beastman standing in front of her, his head tilted with a smirk on his face.

Daisy huffed as she frowned. "I'm not used to this training, you know?" She glanced at his arm for a second, her expression softening a bit. "...is your arm ok?"

"You're such a worrywart, I'm fine." Ruggie groaned, instinctively caressing his arm. "You should worry more about yourself, you know? You have a contract with Azul."

Daisy became quiet after that. It was no use trying to voice her worry for Ruggie's wellbeing, ever since Leona's overblot she has been checking up on him, worried about his health, but all she got was a groan and a 'worry about yourself, prefect, I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself'. It was frustrating, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Ruggie sat down on the bench, taking her bottle from her hand despite her complaints and drinking from it. She sighed in defeat.

"So? You have a plan?"

"About my contract?" She thought for a second after he nodded. "Well, I'm… not really sure. I'm just gonna try and go to the museum, see how things are and if I get lucky I'll be able to get the picture."

Ruggie hummed but didn't say anything, so it became quiet between them, the only sounds being the students walking and talking occasionally, Grim almost picking up a fight with Leona who promptly ignored him, and Jack who sighed at the monster.

Daisy shifted her gaze to the side, taking a look at the guy sitting beside her. Ruggie was… annoying, she thought; he was self centered and seemed to know exactly what buttons to push to get on her nerves, yet… she found him intriguing. He tended to Leona and did exactly as he was told, but only if he could get something in return, he wasn't one for blind trust but, in a weird way, he seemed to really do trust Leona and his plan — well… until the lion beastman gave up, that is. He was hurt but he actively avoided getting help from anyone, it was almost as if he didn't believe that people would want to help him; he was annoying and had a way to piss her off, but he seemed to be way softer than he said he was, at least that's what she could gather by observing him for the past few days.

His ears were big, bigger than Leona's, rounder than Jack's… his eyes were a beautiful blue color and she noticed he had freckles all over his face; he was smaller and skinnier compared to the others in his dorm, but he was just as capable of handling himself during Spelldrive practices;

Daisy glanced at his lips for a moment, recalling his cheeky smile and how his eyes tended to smile together with it. It usually meant he was messing with her but… strangely enough, she couldn't help but think his smile was really pleasant.

"Are you done checking me out, prefect?"

Daisy's cheeks went red upon realizing he noticed her stare. The girl cleared her throat and looked away, scratching her neck, nervously.

"I wasn't checking you out, I was just- I was thinking." Well… she wasn't exactly lying, she was thinking.

"Sure you were." He teased, turning to look at her. "What were you thinking of? I saw you staring at my lips."

"I wasn't- I wasn't doing it on purpose, and I wasn't thinking anything like that." Daisy quickly said, trying to defend herself.

At that, Ruggie hummed and tilted his head, a smirk forming onto his features. "Like what?"

Gosh, he was insufferable.

Daisy decided she wouldn't answer. She couldn't let him get on her nerves.

"You just gonna ignore me now? Aw, you hurt me like that, Daisy."

"You really do enjoy annoying me, huh."

"Your expressions are priceless, so yeah." Ruggie laughed that signature laugh of his and despite the situation, Daisy felt the urge to laugh with him… was he using his spell on her or something? Ruggie seemed to catch the very small smile she was trying to contain, and smirked at her mischievously. "Is that a smile I see? Did I make you smile?"

"No." Daisy tried to contain herself, clearing her throat and covering her mouth.

"Worrying about me, staring at me, and now smiling at my teasing… you know, if I didn't know any better-" he paused, as if taking delight in her curious expression. "-I'd think you have a crush on me."

"A crush? On you?" Her eyes widened in pure shock, now letting a small, shocked and neevous chuckle escape. "Well, I'm all for believing in your dreams so if that's what you're dreaming of, go for it." She rolled her eyes, the smile being unable to contain at this point.

Truly, she was starting to question what was the matter with herself. Part of her was annoyed at his teasing and at the insinuation he just made, but another — a part that seemed to grow each day she spent in Ruggie's presence — seemed to weirdly enjoy it, like having him try to pick on her was fun somehow, like hearing his laugh was worth the frustration he made her feel.

Ruggie chuckled, and Daisy felt her ears turn pink. There it was, the confirmation that she truly was going crazy.

They both heard Leona call for the last training session, though he himself seemed to want it all to be over already. Both of them got up and Ruggie continued on his training as if their exchange never happened, and Daisy couldn't help but be a bit bothered by it.

There was nothing she could do though, not right now at least.

#ruggie bucci x reader #ruggie bucchi x yuu #oc x canon #yuu twisted wonderland #twst yuu #ruggie bucchi #twst ruggie #twisted wonderland ruggie #ruggie x oc #💌 ! daisy #💌 ! daiggie

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kayrockerqog · 4 months

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Leadershipping (oc x canon)

Headcanons 🎻🦖

Because screw it, something to make me feel better for Crimbus-

As per my headcanon that Kenzan started to cook meals with Kabayama (or Prof. Sartyr, aka the Ra dorm head teacher) after their duel; he often has Musa joining them since she's also used to making her own food. Through this, they learn each other's flavour profiles and occasionally make each other snacks or entire meals just because----most often, Kenzan brings Musa something to eat while she's studying.

Even before they were romantically involved, Musa was the most effective method of snapping him out of dino mode. None of the others know why that is.

Musa is actually a bit of a Mai fangirl, and implies as much while the gang is in Domino City in Season Two. This enthusiasm was met with even MORE enthusiasm from Kenzan and the two would be talking tidbits about Battle City whenever he wasn't preoccupied arguing with Sho.

"You were in a tag duel on top of the same building Mutou-san and Kaiba-san did?" "YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I SAID WHEN WE GOT THERE, SAURUS!!" "I'm quite jealous...what I would not give to be where Kujaku-san dueled..."

More under the cut because I get kinda rambly,,

While he was still trying to get to know Musa, Kenzan would make many amateur mistakes during their music class JUST so she would talk to him.

Musa has a stim where she taps her fingers on whatever surface she has nearby, and sometimes she gets into a deliberately complex rhythm when she's trying to calm down. If Kenzan is around when she's tapping, he will slowly start tapping back a counter-rhythm that'll get slower until she adjusts to the beat and settles.

In contrast, since Kenzan is a bit of a biter and she noticed he chews on his pencils a lot, she got him a bag of those bigger attachable erasers to nom on instead of the actual pencil.

Though Musa is not one for too much PDA, she has gotten used to Kenzan having an arm around her by the time they're dating and will lean on his shoulder if he doesn't while they're standing together until he does.

They've developed a habit of whistling to get each other's attention, half because Musa has exceptional hearing and half because Kenzan's dino instincts are similar to dog instincts, so they listen for it above all the other noises.

Kenzan takes pictures of any birds he finds outside or hanging out elsewhere to show Musa and get her rambling about them.

During the zombie arc, they exchanged cards and kept the other's in their decks "in case of an emergency;" Musa has a copy of Black Stego, while Kenzan has a copy of Solo the Melodious Songstress.

[Rei and Fubuki tease the hell out of them about this]

">:3 Sooooo, our dearest Queen of Ra has bestowed a token of her affections to her champion~ What a bold move, Musa-chan~!" "...what on Earth are you talking about? It was nothing like that."

"Oooooh, you guys traded cards to put in your decks so you have a part of each other everywhere you go?? That's so cute!!" "W-What?? No!! It was a precautionary move in case something goes wrong!! Yeah, that's it, saurus."

After wearing his bandana for so long during the Yubel arc, Musa got used to having one on and felt weird without it. So for Christmas he made her one, in his most obvious act of courtship to date. With embroidered music notes. (because his customizing of his jacket has me convinced he can sew) She cried on the spot. /pos

They have candid pictures of each other as their phone wallpapers.

They are 100% the type of couple coordinating their outfits without trying to. Like they keep to their own aesthetics, and yet they match.

And a lot of these next ones are connected, so, spacer :>

Because Musa is dense as a rock when it comes to flirting, she occasionally tells Kenzan about "strange encounters" with other male students telling her random things, only for him to tell her they were pick-up lines and ask for the students' names. For reasons :>

And if any brave soul tried this while Kenzan was there, they would almost immediately cower away because, dear god does that boy have the most terrifying guard dog energy.

He also uses this to his advantage since Musa is about as straightforward as it gets, always saying how much he loves her and her quirks in oddly specific ways. He is also very vocal about it.

On the other hand, Musa values Kenzan's opinion a LOT, and her best display of affection outside of her gifting/acts of service is to ask him questions about things. What he's currently working on, how his day is going, if he noticed anything interesting, and opinions on stuff going on; she likes to know his feelings and uses that knowledge to better help him or cater to his wants.

...which is exactly how she learned about his leg pain and migraines, which causes her to check the weather far more than any sane person would so she can make him tea to soothe the pain.

He HAS tried to pull off a grand gesture or two, most notably when Musa got the Asuka treatment and another suitor straight up tried to claim they were engaged (despite Musa literally not even knowing the guy)--- Kenzan challenged him to a duel, absolutely wrecked him, all the while debunking every fake claim the guy made pretending he knows Musa and thus proving how well he knows her.

"...he actually remembered all of that." "Ahhhhh, my heart!! Musa-chan, you're so lucky, that's so romantic of him!!" "...yes, I suppose it is. <3"

....yeah, I'm ill about them, I'm well aware, leave me alone /lh /nm

#me when the brain worms win #i think of them a lot #oc || musa vogel #tyranno kenzan #this is me caving and embracing it #oc x canon

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