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dotster001 · 1 month

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None of Us are Real; a Twisted Earth Story

Summary: You wake up in Twisted Wonderland, and instantly get kidnapped by the tweels.

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You’d woken up in a building you didn’t recognize. Although… the longer you just laid there, the more you thought that you should recognize it.

Well, it didn’t matter. Because, suddenly, a bag was thrown over your head, and you were being carried somewhere.

…

Azul was sitting in the VIP room, playing Twisted Earth. He had a client he was supposed to meet, but they had canceled so he had some free time.

He had locked the door, sat in his chair, placed the phone under his desk, and grinned when you greeted him on his home screen. He loved when you gave the log in bonus. It felt like you were giving him a present.

He should’ve known the locked door wouldn’t keep the twins out.

The door slammed open and he threw his phone on the floor under the table, before attempting to compose himself.

Floyd was carrying a squirming bundle of something, while Jade looked smugger than usual. Floyd plopped the bundle into the seat, and held it in place.

“Who’s that? A contract breacher?” Azul asked tiredly.

“Something even better,” Jade said with a wicked smile.

....

The bag was ripped off your head, and you found yourself in another room you knew you should recognize. You looked around, then down at the arms holding you in place, then up again at the man attached to them, who was grinning at you like a fool. You noticed the two other men, and made eye contact with the man across the desk (who was looking gobsmacked, like he’d seen a long lost relative), and that’s when it hit you. The reason everything looked oddly familiar.

"Oh my god, you’re from my video game! I didn’t recognize you at first because you’re not 2D. My brain did a good job rendering this dream,” You said with a laugh, realizing you were dreaming about Twisted Wonderland. Which wasn’t too hard to believe considering the amount of Octotrio fanfiction you’d been reading recently.

Dream Azul’s face turned into a scowl. “My dear, this is no dream. And I think you will find that you’re from MY video game.”

“Ha, I think not,” You stood up and leaned across the desk, cupping his face with your hands and sighing. “I’ve always wanted to do this.”

His face turned a bright red, and his eyes flicked to the men, who you now knew were the Tweels. You let go of his cheeks, gently caressing his hair.

“It's as soft as I always imagined it'd be,” you sighed happily.

Floyd burst into laughter behind you, and you were quickly scooped into his bone crushing embrace.

“It's cute that you think you're the real one,” he snickered, inhaling deeply against your neck, “because I've always wanted to do this.” He nibbled your neck, and sighed happily, practically singing, “Shrimpy smells so good.”

“Now, now Floyd. You have to share,” Jade said lightly, before not so gently wrestling you out of his grasp. He wrapped around you tightly, resting his head on your shoulder. Then you felt sharp pain against your neck.

Huh. You'd never taken Jade for a biter. But the pain proved you were awake, and not dreaming about Twisted Wonderland. Which was slightly more concerning.

“Oh my god! I got isekaid into my video game!”

“Again, we are not the video game here,” Azul rolled his eyes.

“I can prove you wrong!”

“And I can prove you wrong.”

Both you and Azul pulled up your phones. You quickly clicked the Twisted Wonderland app, tapping past your daily log in, until you were greeted with Dorm Uniform Azul.

You showed him the screen, smugly, only to catch your breath as you saw his phone screen. His screen sported a very similar design, the main difference being that instead of him animated onto a home screen, it was you in that party outfit you wore last month.

“Shit-” you breathed out.

“Oh-” he wheezed.

“What? What's on their phone?” Floyd asked, yanking your phone from your hands. Both of the twins looked at it, turning a shade of gray.

“Oh.”

“So,” Jade released a forced laugh. “There is an easy way to solve this issue.”

You looked over at him tiredly, waiting to hear his brilliant idea.

“Three of us think you are not real, and only one of you thinks we are not real.”

“Ha! So Shrimpy's outnumbered!”

“Which means that, unfortunately, you lose,” Azul hummed with fake sympathy. “That said, I can work out a room and board contract for you.”

Before you could protest, a golden contract was shoved into your hands as three mafia wannabes snickered maliciously.

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#twisted earth #twisted wonderland #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech

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sanctum-of-ramshackle · 1 year

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Behind The Screen

[TWST AU]: Self-Aware AU, but with logical takes.

[Synopsis]: In this timeline, MC/Yuu/[Y/N] was playing TWST one day and then something off-putting happens.

[TW]: Mild cursing

[(A/N)]: I know. This AU has been done multiple times with most of them being…possessive. I decided to try the concept, but with my own take on it. Also MC/Yuu/[Y/N] is around 16-18 years old in this AU.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N] is just your ordinary gamer who loves the game, Disney: Twisted Wonderland.

They played that game almost everyday ever since it was first released.

They get to experience everything from leveling up the characters (especially their favorites who may or may not be bias towards) to collecting items.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N] fell in love with the storyline and laugh at the humor whenever something ironic and sarcastic happens.

All fun and literal games until one day something happens.

As MC/Yuu/[Y/N] logs into TWST and expected a character greeting them with a gift each day, there wasn’t anybody on the screen.

They thought it’s probably a glitch. It happens.

Shrugging off the weird occurrence, they continue the game as usual, leveling up the characters and winning in battles.

As they were reading through a chapter, something slips up.

Ace Trappola, everyone’s favorite little bastard accidentally mentioned how MC/Yuu/[Y/N] look stupidly cute today with their new haircut.

They freaked out a little.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Okay. I may need more sleep or did I hear Ace right about my looks for today?

Ace: *Sweatdrops*

Deuce: *Whispers* Ace, say your line. You’ll blow our cover.

Ace: *Whispers back* You too, Dunce-face. You’ll get us in trouble.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: …I’m not dealing with this shit.

Ace: No wait-

They exit out of the game and starts texting to a friend of theirs asking advice on what to do with a possibly possessed app game operated by the Japanese branch of the huge corporation.

[MC/Yuu/[Y/N]’s Bedroom]

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Okay, that’s it. I’m reporting this to the development team and possibly FBI because what kind of sick game is this?

Riddle: No wait! Prefect!

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Don’t “Prefect” me! I know how this shit goes, and it ends badly.

Lilia: Oh dear. You read too many Yandere fics, haven’t you.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: …How do you know that?

Ace: Duh! It’s obvious. We’re in your phone. We sometimes sneak into your search history.

Jack: I’m afraid to ask questions about your…free time.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: You don’t have to know, Jack.

Vil: You need a better wallpaper, honestly. Who edited this abomination?

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Uhh…I did the wallpaper.

Vil: …You need to work on your photoshop skills.

[MC/Yuu/[Y/N]’s Bedroom]

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: You’re telling me you listened to everything I spoke about this past year?

Riddle: Unfortunately, yes.

Leona: You cursed at us for being “too handsome” and “how stubborn” we can be.

Azul: Let’s not forget you spilled some secrets nobody else would know. You still sleep with a stuffed dolphin after 4.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Luckily nobody ask for my phone.

Kalim: Your world sounds a lot of fun to learn about. I always wonder what it’s like outside with no magic involved.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Believe my words, it’s not pretty.

Vil: I heard you talked about some fashion brands. Louis Vuitton?

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Yeah…That and other brands are expensive as Hell here.

Idia: I was wondering about your Otaku culture…

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Oh! There is enough to talk about with new anime and manga coming out everyday.

Malleus: *Peeks into images of Gargoyles*

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Tsunotarou? What are you doing on Google Images?

Malleus: Oh. Forgive me, Child of Man. I was curious about your device.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Nah, it’s fine. Just be careful when you’re searching for something.

[MC/Yuu/[Y/N]’s Bedroom]

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: *Fanning over a character* Jesus Christ! I can’t with this guy!

[Insert an image of Yoru from Valorant.]

[(A/N): I couldn’t help myself.]

Deuce: Huh? Hey, isn’t he from-

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Oh, yeah. I sometimes dabble into Valorant and he’s one of my mains.

Ace: So your type is the edgy bad boy type~?

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Don’t even try, Ace.

Ace: *Threw his hands up in defense* What? It’s not like I can leave here.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Touché.

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rendy-a · 1 year

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Luck of the Draw

@writingforatwistedworld

An author I read recently expressed interest in reading what others would write about her Self-Aware TWST AU. This is a fan piece I've written for that AU. Check out more of their Masterlist here!

AU summary: When downloading TWST, an error occurs resulting in the game using data from your phone to fill in blanks in the TWST program. As a result, all the Self-Aware TWST cast view you as the mythical Overseer of legend and develop a yandere level obsession with you.

I was in the middle of painting the roses but…I guess I can’t turn you away if you need something. You frowned slightly at the line. When your friend told you about Twisted Wonderland, you had dismissed it as another phone game in the sea of phone games. Your friend was so persistent though, that you eventually let them talk you into it. When you agreed to download the game, your friend had nearly vibrated with joy and immediately gone into advisor mode; telling you tips and handing out suggestions for when you started the game. “You know, everyone has a Riddle or Leona card to borrow. If you think about it, Trey is the smart choice for those defense tests.” So, when the time came for your free SSR roll, you had taken their advice and re-rolled for Trey.

You know it’s only a game but occasionally you feel like you’ve made the wrong choice. Sometimes when you logged into the game, you enjoyed seeing Trey all dressed up in the bright Heartslabuyl uniform. Only, then he’d say his voice line and it had a way of rubbing you the wrong way. He was just so…pushy. Tea Parties and croquet matches are both special, traditional events in Heartslabyul. As the vice dorm leader, I have to work hard for them. So, give me some praise, ok? You scoff and say lightly, “Great job Trey. Those roses sure are extra red today.” Maybe it is your imagination, but it feels like he smiles even brighter when you say that.

Then there are times where the mood feels terribly awkward. You’d only agreed to try this game because your friend insisted that it wasn’t a dating game but when Trey offers you certain greetings…it makes you so uncomfortable. I like hats, so I have several of them. This one is a special one I had custom made to match our dorm uniform. I’d be happy to have one made for you so we can match. You offer what feels like a forced chuckle to the screen, “Maybe next time.” It felt an awful lot like turning down a classmate you had no romantic interest in but still had to see at school.

You mentioned it to your friend and they laugh. “You must be talking about Malleus. Everyone says his lines feel borderline romantic.” When you clarified that you meant Trey, they gave you a weird look. “I don’t remember anything like that…” You opened the game and tried to show your friend but the lines you could trigger seemed far more mundane than what you’d been experiencing. You clicked back and forth from lessons to home several times to try to trigger one of the strange dialogs but to no avail. It was just eerie.

The next day, you decided to keep a notepad and pen by your bed, so you could write down some of the crazy things you hear from Trey when you log in. And, come morning, he does not disappoint. There's nothing better than wearing clothes you are comfortable in. Except maybe having friends that make you comfortable. If your friends are making you uncomfortable, you can always come to me instead. This one was new, even to you. You gave your device a raised eyebrow and jot down the line. Then you drag your phone with you to the bathroom (lessons can run while you do your morning routine!) and start brushing your teeth. You almost spit out your toothpaste on the floor when your random gacha draw pulled a Dorm Leona card. You thank the gacha gods; now you can swap out your home screen character without feeling disloyal to your SSR’s.

You talked with your friend at school and they seemed extra freaked out for you but, honestly, you feel much better. You’d just push your strange Trey card to the back of your roster and never think about his creepy voice lines again. Leona was a fresh breeze of air pushing the past few weeks of troubles from your mind. You logged in far more than usual today, just to hear his new lines. Before bed, you pressed your lips to your screen, wishing your new favorite a good night. Things were so much better with your new man in your life and Trey was just like a bad memory.

The morning was not what you expected. You opened the game to find Trey back on your home screen. You looked at it in alarm as he greets you with a stern look. You are coming to our next Unbirthday Party. I’ll be waiting to hear what you think of my preparations for you. It feels almost sinister. You move to stand from your bed but find yourself unexplainably weak. You tumble to the floor, your head resting near your phone. The last thing you see is the ever-widening smile of Trey. “I’ll see you soon, dearest Overseer.”

#self aware au #yandere twst #trey clover #yandere trey clover #twst

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iamlittlelostsoul · 2 years

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Twst scenario: Loneliness at its best...

TRIGGER WARNING!

my masterlist!

A bit detailed explanation of a dead rotting body, insects, blood

To cool off hehe cause my exams are coming up and am really stressed out so posted one more hehe...SOoo here's another self-aware angst twst au!

This is inspired by this video documentary I watched about how the cleaners deal with the situation, watch it if you want! It really saddens me that I knew there were some cases like these but watching a video about it made me cry so much;^; also the videos are both Eng subbed so you'll be able to understand them... Japanese ver. korean ver.

Platonic Self Aware!TWST boys x fem!Reader

Summary: Mc lived a very lonely life with only a game called Twisted Wonderland to be their only source of light and happiness not knowing the characters are aware that they were but game characters yet they still loved them.

Tiny rays of sunlight peaked through the windows curtains of a very run-down house.

It doesn't even look like a place a person could live in yet there is one residing in it.

Their neighbors would always talk about them, some looked at them with pity, while most of them doesn't even give a shit yet all of them never even bothered communicating with them nor trying to lend a hand after all they aren't their business after all.

The house owner would probably be the only one they commonly interact with which is mostly reminding or asking for the payment for the house.

Another would be the delivery guys that would deliver the fast food, cup noodles, and snacks that they would be ordering.

Yet the whole community rarely NO sees them come out, the last time they saw them go out was mostly would be just to take out their trash yet lately they've never come out anymore making their home an absolute mess and smelling like shit.

Nowadays they would just send a small envelope which would be delivered to the house owner containing the payment while when taking their food deliveries they would often just open the door ever so slightly and would just hand out the payment and grab the food immediately.

They were a stuck in just like a character in their favorite game but they are probably much worst than him.

Their house was a mess both inside and outside but the outside was fairly better than the inside.

With all the stacked-up manga, magazines, comics, books, and most commonly...garbage. Their house was filled with bags of chips, bottles, fast food containers, and cup noodles Everywhere!

That floor can't be seen anymore!

They couldn't bother cleaning.

Why should they?

'As if someone really cares about them...Ah, wait! There are!' That is what they thought as they quickly scavenged for their phone underneath all the pile of books and mainly trash, upon finding it they gave out a sigh of relief.

"Phew...If they were to see my mess...they would immediately scold me so damn much, haha. Now, who among them would be greeting me today!" They said as they quickly tap the logo of their favorite game.

"...I'm home!" They said as soon as the home screen came in, Azul came in and greeted them.

They squealed in delight. "OMG-AFGOGJBEJBOE AZUL!!! God, I fricking love you~! You cute little octobaby!"

Because of their constant simping, squealing, AND rolling around in the really small space left in their whole house which was their bed they never noticed anything odd and thought it was absolutely normal. Like how the characters would sometimes blush, show various emotion that wasn't even programmed, or the fact that the lines and things they would say would change.

Like simply right now Azul greeted them with the normal greeting whenever they would log in along with some other lines like "how are you my darling angelfish? You look absolutely stunning but do sleep like seriously look at that eye bags. You are starting to look exactly like an angelfish!"

"Aww! The game producers are fricking amazing at adding these lines! This isn't even an Otome game!!! BUT how did they know that I have eye bags? Mmh...maybe they assumed that most of their players have eyebags or something? Oh well...it was actually really comforting. So thank you Azul."

Little do they know from behind the screen the rest of the cast are ready to throw hands as soon as they heard it and saw that huge blush creep on the Azul's face. He is absolutely embarrassed after all a very dear friend had just complimented him!

"Great Sevens! I hate how he always wins whenever we would decide by playing Uno!" Ace complained.

"Shut up you got second place meaning on the next day you'll be the one to greet them next AND it was because you cheated!" Deuce whispered and shouted.

"Ohh, please! Then would you like to switch place with a certain pouty snake, Shishishi"

"No way! Why are you even helping him, Ruggie-senpai!"

"He promised to make me 3 boxes of donuts Oh, I'm just feeling like helping him!"

"We heard that you know...If you wanted to help him SO badly why don't you just switch with him instead."

"Mmh...maybeee NO"

"Fnayah!! Can't you all stop complaining! You all are so annoying!"

"Ohh! Look at that wittle Tanuki! He'll never have a chance to be displayed at the login, home screen, and have a card. Pfft-AHAHAHAHA! How unlucky!"

"At least they draw me far too often that they do with you all! An I am not a Tanuki!!!"

"Can't you all quite down! If you continue to do so they might find out and delete us like our other version." Riddle scolded them.

"The English ones?"

"Yes, the English ones! Who else?!"

"They got caught and were deleted!" They all shouted.

"Well, they didn't get caught their phone storage is full, and can't download more data for our upgrades. Soooo they got yeeted. #Eng twst got yeeted so we could get updated lmao." Cater wheezed a bit at the fact that they finally won the rivalry! though he WILL miss the eng Cater oh well as long as they have Mc and they don't need to share them with their other version.

Their day continued with lessons, vignettes, exams, events, and the main story which was Idia's time to get therapy.

They did their best to impress Mc and surprise them more! And of course, they would constantly change some of their lines and tried to communicate with Mc yet today was another day they would confide to them about their life although they aren't the ones on their home screen they could hear and see everything.

Which is something that Mc continuously ignores.

After staring for a long time at their screen mc paused for a while and slumped in their bed, their phone on top of their chest.

"Sigh. You know, you guys are my only friends and family. I wonder so many times if you could actually hear me and see me which would make sense but is also very silly. If I had a chance to make a wish it would be for you guys to be real. I felt so connected to all of you yet at the same time I am not." They said with a sad chuckle.

"Today is actually my mother's birthday yet I have nothing to offer to her. I'm too afraid to contact her along with the others that are very dear to me because... I am too afraid they might see me as a disappointment, I was an only child... so my dad is a very strict man and expected me to become a doctor/engineer/lawyer for success and stuff like that...and here am I living a shitty life jobless, a full-time freelance artist because I ain't listening to him, and the only thing keeping me sane is none other than you guys! All of you meant so so much to me...Thank you so much."They said as they wiped the tears they are shedding.

In a few minutes, they soon fell asleep with their phone still in their hand.

They stared at them sadly as they wish they could hug them right now all they could do was listen to their rant and chat with her a bit without being too suspicious.

"Do not fret child of man. We will soon find a way to either bring you here or bring us to you."

"YEAH! Then we could do many things together!!" Epel said excitedly.

"But of course, first of all, we are going to fix their trash like a house then help her regain their health and do a lot of skincare to fix their skin and train them to become a much decent man/woman." Vil stated.

"Oui Oui~ Mon Chéri! We will soon reunite and make a multitude of memories together!"

Every single day was similar to the last one yet Mc was starting to log in less they tried to figure out why, so Idia hacked into their phone and devices, and found out why. They were lacking finances and were finding ways to earn for their living expenses.

They were really concerned for them yet He/she still continue to log in even in the middle of the night, that they only have 5 hours of sleep A DAY! They had no sleep!

The NRC boys along with the staff tried reminding them, calling it out. But day by day it goes terrible to worst to so much more worst!

They aren't even eating anymore! Not just a day or two! It started with them eating only thrice a week then once, then thrice a month! and it continues to worsen so much more!

The boys couldn't do a thing! Warning or reminding them was of no use! Which leads them to work harder in finding a way to connect to their world. They didn't even notice that they've been logging in lesser and lesser till it came to a point that they didn't for a whole 2 months straight...

"What is happening! They haven't logged in for 2 months! Jamil what do we do! What do we do! Are we going to get deleted like our other selves?!!" Kalim frantically said.

"Calm down Kalim! I'm sure they won't...They must be too busy."

"Idia, did you finally find a way to hack their camera even if the device is turned off?" Lilia asked.

"I-I will soon! Ortho and I are looking through it but we did find out that their phone has a 90% battery charge which means it could possibly be on shut down but we are almost close to turning it on!" He reassured eyes remained glued on his PC as he tries to hack their Mc's device.

"WHY DID THE HUMAN TURN THEIR PHONE ON 'SHUT DOWN'! DO THEY NOT KNOW HOW MUCH THEY'RE AFFECTING WAKA-SAMA!"

"Sebek please tone down...And please stop lying I know full well that you are definitely worried about them much more worried than for Malleus-sama."

"I-"

After 30 mins Idia jumped with joy as he ran carrying his tablet to the screen of Mc's phone!

"Finally I got it!!!"

"You did!" They all shouted as they scrambled to Idia which made him uncomfortable but tried to remain calm since it was for their Mc after all.

"It should open for about 5 mins." He said with a proud grin.

After 5 mins the screen lit up as they all celebrated.

"IT TURNED ON!!!"

They all brace themselves as Idia started unlocking Mc's phone and opening their app. So they could finally greet their Mc.

Yet they could not see them...

"Ehh!! Shrimpy's phone must have been under their pile of garbage again!" Floyd complained.

"Now now Floyd. Calm down."

"Sigh. Their home is a big trashbin far more worst than Savanahclaw's dorm, I wish I could go there and clean their mess so this won't happen again!"

"Wtf. did you say you shitty ass herbivore!"

"Maybe I could use a little magic and teleport it to the stand near their bed. " Malleus suggested.

"If you can do that why can't you just clean their whole room up!"

"If Malleus did wouldn't Mc feel spooked? They live in seclusion after all who would clean their house? They might live in paranoia later on." Lilia commented.

"Not the time to argue about Mc's trashy room, Malleus-san just proceed with teleporting the device."

They all agreed as they watch in excitement as Malleus teleport the device to their Mc's bed.

They all readied to cheer Mc up once again!

But what they saw would forever haunt them as the sight made them shiver down to their bones.

"That-that can't be..." Kalim said as he lost the strength to keep his body in place, sitting on the floor eyes still glued to the screen.

"That...That is not my henchman! It can't be! NO! They do not look like that! They-they do NOT look like some lump of flesh with their bones out! Nor do they have those pests!" Grim shouted as he tried his best to control his tears from falling...

All of them could not take their eyes off the screen looking at other rotting flesh of their companion. Even Jamil who despises insects so damn much couldn't help but stare emptily...

"How can this happen..." Riddle asked as he leaned his body to Tre for support.

"They...presumably died because of starvation." Jade responded with a straight face though he could not hide the crack in his voice which was very uncharacteristic of him yet it was reasonable...

What seemed to be left of their dear friend's body was a skeleton with only clumps of flesh left with lots of red bloats on the decaying flesh while dark black and greenish body fluid stains their beddings even on their walls and windows tiny dots of body fluid and fat scattered there courtesy to the flies.

Tons of maggots, cockroaches, beetles, spiders, ants, flies, and so much more... are seen all over the corpse there were even eggs of those pests on the body and probably all across the room...

Proving that they must have died about a month ago...

What concerns and hurts them, even more, is the fact no one has yet to discover the girl's/man's body. No one noticed the putrid smell from their place nor did they even bother to check on the...

Their mother, father, neighbors...none!

They all couldn't help but cry, some hid it either by looking back, covering their face or was looking down letting their hair cover their face as tears falls down on the floor, some of them were sprawled on the floor wailing and shouting as some others hug them near as they cried all together, the staff soon came upon hearing the commotion occurring in the main screen and saw the reason why those students filled with pride cried and wailed sorrowfully.

They couldn't help but steel themselves, they were the adults, after all, they shouldn't be a bad example and cry in front of their students who were in too much shock and pain. Their tears would have to wait till they reach their respective rooms where no eyes will lay upon them and see them weak and defenseless.

They ushered the students back to their dorms and called it a day. no classes for possibly a week to mourn their loss.

The terrible news reached up to RSA too, they too mourn for the loss of a person they consider their friend.

The boys were all out of character, Ramshackle was a mess, Grim tried to burn down everything since everything in that run-down dorm reminded him so much of the dead...

All of 7 dorms none of those who'd witnessed the body of their friend and companion.

None of them could work and do what they would normally do while some of them worsen so much more like Idia, he wouldn't dare step out of his room anymore, and would constantly check on the body to confirm if Mc was...you know dead and if it has finally been discovered; Another example would be Leona and Vil both who would always remain somewhat composed would burst out crying and shouting in their room and would practically destroy everything they grabbed on; Another would be the Octavinelle trio, Monstro Lounge rarely ever opens and if they do it would only be for a short amount of time since none of them are fit to work; Even Diasomania took a very huge blow and would constantly suffer from a very heavy thunderstorm.

It took 6 more months for the skeleton to be discovered through the phone of Mc was already dead, but Idia was still able to hack through the cameras to watch their friend after all it was the only thing they could do for him/her.

The community's reaction to the body is either pity for the unfortunate death of a very lonely man/woman, whilst some had a look that expected it to happen and doesn't even care much, the only thing they cared is to dispose of it and be able to sell the home AGAIN.

At least the cleaners have a heart! They at least offered a prayer and respected them as they clean the whole place.

Some of the valuable items of Mc along with the phone they're at were brought to their family along with some photo albums & pictures. The family was in shock but accepted the fact that Mc was dead so in a few days, they cremated the body of their son/daughter and buried it while keeping a few in a small jar they hid along with their belongings.

They stared at the tiny jar kept beside, fully accepting their fate that...Mc would never come back and that they would never be opened once again and be able to spend time with the friend that gave them a purpose and loved them.

As they thought something remained echoing among their minds...

...Was this punishment for breaking the system? Because of simply discovering that Yuu was not actually the one helping them but a lonely yet charming girl/boy finding comfort in the game that gave them life... And all they ever wanted was to repay the friend that accepted them for who they are by breaking some rules to make them smile, lessen their burdens, and make them feel that they are worth something and they have a home, people waiting for them to show up even if it is in a fictional game. Ah..., The world is really such a cruel place & life is so cursed...

Fin...

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claudemblems · 6 months

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Actual picture of me when I open up Twisted Wonderland and Malleus greets me on the log in screen

(Also, I'm sorry that I still haven't written much AAAAA I've been working on YouTube videos and I just keep forgetting to do other stuff)

#🌸 - kat rambles

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 2 years

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Fly Away

Shroud brothers angst one of my favorite flavors of tears 😈 inspired by the news of the upcoming 🦋 FG SSR Ortho 🦋

When one’s spirit has departed from the realm of the living, it may return for a brief visit on the wings of a butterfly.

***Spoilers for chapter 6 of the main story!***

Imagine this...

Idia lingered at the threshold to his first period classroom. Ortho hovered nearby, curiously glancing over his brother’s shoulder.

There were still 4 minutes left on the clock. 4 minutes before he would be herded inside with the sheeple (his peers), forced to put his nose to the grindstone, to put pencil to paper. 4 minutes of freedom remaining—and thus, free time to burn through energy on various gacha games.

Idia fidgeted with his phone, blue lips pursed into a perfectly horizontal line. His fingers sped along the screen, having memorized the routine by now.

Apps opened and then closed just as fast. Log-in rewards collected. Daily missions completed. Favorite waifus and husbandos greeted.

Familiar sound effects and voice lines enveloped his soul, soothed it.

Idia released a sigh. Relief sank to the bottom of his breath, and up rose frustration.

Ortho’s sensors stood at attention. He peered into his brother’s bleak face and grinned.

“Don’t worry, Nii-san! Pulling from your past exam scores and accounting for potential margin of error and other variable factors... By my calculations, there is a 98.72% chance that you’ll ace today’s test!”

“I-It’s not the test I’m worried about,” Idia grumbled.

His gaze appeared more grim than usual. His eyes, sunken in like the sockets of a skeleton. The skin beneath was dark compared to the rest of his sickly face, sagging like tender, rotting flesh.

He looked less human and more like a corpse groom.

“The teachers want to make it a fair game for everyone.” Ortho spoke tactfully, but failed to repress a chuckle. “And it wouldn’t be fair if you could walk into a boss fight with a super cool, one-of-a-kind buff.”

“Tch. Railroading,” Idia spat, shoving his phone into his pocket.

A sour reminder from his professors reared its head. “Shroud, you cannot bring your... sibling with you into class on examination days. Please leave the poor boy at Ignihyde in the future.”

What annoying quest conditions.

“Th-The very least they can do is let you just sit in the room until I finish the test... It’s not like I need any hacks or cheats to one-up all the noobs in my class. My IQ stat’s already enough to clear low levels like this.”

The conversation lapsed, filled by the brief murmur of students milling around them. Neither Shroud needed to say what the older one was thinking, the real reason for his concerns.

The shiver that descended, cruel nails digging into his skin. A cold, icy claw, the grip of death trailing behind him. A whisper, a murmur, from beyond the grave.

This game, too, was their routine.

A bell rang in the distance, ushering them—and time—forward. Signaling the start of class.

Idia stiffened.

An invisible hand brushed against his cheek, freezing his veins and the blood that ran in them. A boyish singsong filled his ears.

Nii-chan. Idia nii-chan...

“... I’ll be fine, Nii-san,” Ortho said softly. “I won’t disappear. I’ll be waiting right here for you when you’re finished.”

The robot floated a little closer to his brother. The fake fire called Ortho’s hair flickered, his mechanical body resonating with a low hum. Together, they radiated an immense warmth.

Idia stared up at him.

A figment of life, a fake flame, an imitation--and yet it had comforted him so, staving off the frightful cold.

He nervously nibbled on his lower lip, eyes darting between his brother and the classroom door. It flapped open and shut as students passed in and out of it—the very gate between Twisted Wonderland and the Underworld, between heaven and hell.

“Y-You promise?”

Ortho laid a hand over his burning core--over where his heart would be. He projected his most reassuring, angelic smile.

“I promise!”

The telltale glow of Ortho’s fire could be viewed through the classroom window as he peeked in.

The soft scratching of graphite and scribbled words filled the space. Students arranged in rows had their eyes pressed to papers, scrutinizing the questions--Idia included. Confidence crept onto his face, twisting his mouth into a sharp grin.

It was look of someone intent on conquering a level.

Ortho relaxed, expelling a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding.

Thank goodness. The support protocol proved to be extremely effective.

He rocketed up, extending his arms up in a victorious cheer. His metal body felt as light as air, without pressure or weight. A coolness cushioned and kissed at his back.

Was this the feeling of being “on cloud 9″?

Ortho arched his head, gazing into the sky. Today, it was a beautifully deep cornflower blue. The clouds threaded through it were but lazy white wisps.

Clouds are nothing more than visible masses of condensed water vapor, his databases informed him. There’s nothing wonderous about them.

But his AI wandered and wondered in spite of it.

Maybe it’s the breath of people from the past. Wishes upon the wind. Hopes and dreams set to the sun and the sky.

Something truly magical.

“Hehe.”

Bright orange streaked across his vision. A sunset set into motion.

Blink, blink.

A little thing with even littler legs, with delicate gossamer wings lined in a deep black, paved with white speckles. The wings were fragmented like a stained glass window, the sunlight trickling through.

Ortho’s eyes quickly adjusted to it. Visual processors aligning, camera focusing in on the creature. Circuits firing, wires connecting.

A neon blue screen appeared in his mind, the answer to his unspoken question retrieved in an instant.

[Scientific name: Danaus plexippus. Common name: monarch butterfly.]

With a flutter of its wings, it landed on the robot’s arm. The surface below it, strong and steady.

On tiny legs, the butterfly tiptoed down the length of Ortho’s forearm and onto the back of his hand. Curiously, he brought his face closer to observe. Its antennae and feet twitched as it felt up its new environment.

Exploring, seeking something.

A whisper-light touch greeted Ortho’s chin, crawling up his cheek. Orange returned to his field of vision. His face suddenly tickled. Orange, orange everywhere.

Flap, flap.

He was staring down the bug resting on his nose.

“Wah...!” Ortho cried out.

A hushed gasp, startling the butterfly. Its wings beat rapidly like an erratic heartbeat, launching it into the air.

“Ah, wait! Please don’t go, Monarch Butterfly-san!” Ortho pleaded, reaching out to it.

The butterfly fluttered just out of his grasp.

He frowned, floating over and extending another hand. Cupping them together, Ortho attempted to form a cage around the butterfly.

Its wings brushed against his metal fingers. From between the index and the middle, it just narrowly slipped out like a secret shouted to the world.

Ortho glanced after it, a new sparkle lit in his eyes. “I won’t lose!”

The engines embedded in his soles heated, magical energy collecting. Flames roared, singing in his ears, in his every nut and bolt.

He took off, rocketing after the butterfly.

They hopped and jumped and skipped through the sky. His dainty feet and the butterfly’s, hanging in the sky as they bounded about. Closing hands became clapping hands, and frantic flapping turned broad and lackadaisical.

Twirling in a dance, chasing in a game of tag.

Life—hovering close, but ever transient.

So easily snuffed out.

His face warmed from the sun and from the exertion, Ortho laughed--and he wondered if the butterfly, too, was laughing with him. His boyish sounds of joy melted into the afternoon.

Slowly, slowly, he let himself lower to the ground, flying just a few centimeters from it. His new friend followed his trail, landing carefully in the palm of his hand.

Ortho didn’t sweat and didn’t catch his breath. Both were constructs of living beings. All there was to stop for was the spring winds, which licked at and cooled his circuits.

“... Monarch Butterfly-san, did you know? I’ve got a really amazing big brother,” he whispered, a happy confession from his artificial lips. “It’s because of him that I can move and feel and think the way I can.”

I’m... doing what I was made for, aren’t I? I’m ‘Ortho’, supporting Nii-san in every way that I can.

That is all that I am. All that I can hope to be.

The butterfly held still. Its wings trembled.

“... A puppet can never become a real boy. An AI can never replace the real thing. There’s no chance of cheating Death.”

It was a fact, a figure. As real as any of his calculations, as real as any of the data he pulled up.

An undeniable truth of the world.

“His happiness is my happiness! That’s why I’m doing my best for Nii-san! I’ll make new memories with him with ‘me’... the way I am now.”

And... for the ‘you’ that is no longer here.

“Thank you for playing with me!” Ortho cupped his hands together, cradling his friend close. His voice, as fragile as glass. “But... your family must miss you, Monarch Butterfly-san.”

Life is fleetingly short. Every moment should count.

“You should fly home now. They’re waiting for you.” He lifted his hands to the sky, offering up a small smile. “I’ve... got someone waiting for me, too!”

The butterfly gave a tentative flap.

“Fly away to where your family is.”

Fwoosh.

The breeze sent the butterfly off, orange and golden hues sent scattering with sunlight. Such a little life it was, piercing its everblue limits.

Ortho watched, waving after the speck. So wild, so lively--a fire in the sky. A flame that refused to die out.

“Good-bye! Good-bye...! Safe travels!” he called.

The wind swept up his voice, carrying it well above the rooftops of Night Raven College. A ghostly giggle joined it, trilling along the underbelly of the butterfly.

I’ll be seeing you soon, Idia nii-chan.

#Idia Shroud #Ortho Shroud #Ignihyde #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland scenarios #angst #spoilers #something no one asked for #disney twisted wonderland #beyond the looking glass #imagine this #twst ortho #twst idia

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sleepy-yet-intruiged · 1 year

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Dear Disney,

My name is Ella Green, and I’m writing this Email concerning your mobile game “Twisted Wonderland”.

I downloaded it after seeing it on the App Store. It seemed interesting, so I decided to try it out. I must admit, it had me hooked at first. But there have been some aspects of the game that rather disturb me.

Whenever I try to take a lesson with Riddle and Ace together, the former looks at the other with a dark expression and the game crashes. Then I’m unable to use any of Ace’s cards for the rest of the day. I’m not sure if this is an intentional easter egg or not, but either way it creeps me out.

Furthermore, when you log in every day, a different character greets you with your daily reward, along with a random voiceline. The first few are normal, but then it starts to get a bit creepy.

Last Friday, I logged in as usual, and Silver was the one to pop up on my screen. But he looked weirder than usual. His face was kind of judgemental, and I had never seen his pose anywhere else in the game before. When he spoke, it was deeper than normal. I asked my Japanese friend about it, and she said it translated into “Are you tired of this?”

I had a few other occurrences like that with Silver, not just in daily logins, but also vignettes, lessons, and even the main story.

During the Savanaclaw chapter, when he appeared with Sebek, he said “Don’t get too comfortable. You’ll be regretting your choices soon.” to no one in particular, as far as I could tell. None of the other characters seemed to acknowledge his strange behavior.

He’s not the only one to act weird either. Riddle makes occasional comments towards Trey that are way past the line. “You’re useless and better off dead, if you ask me.” “Your sisters got killed because of you.” “I can’t believe I was friends with such a pathetic moron.” Is this the kind of game you want to advertise for children?

The battle system has its issues as well. Whenever I lose a fight, the game crashes and I get an error message when I try to rejoin. It takes 24 hours for it to let me back in my account. The creepy thing is that the characters seem to be aware of what happened, and scorn me for it. I’ve had Leona say to me “You can’t even take care of your characters properly. We suffered because of your mistakes.” And much more.

But what I really want to talk about are the vignettes. Short little stories about the characters that are supposed to be cute or funny. But from what I’ve seen, some of them are really disgusting.

In Cater’s school uniform vignette, he tries to invite all his friends to a party. But when they arrive, they make fun of him and call him the “worst party thrower ever”. It gets to the point where Cater starts to break down and cry while biting himself until blood pours from his sprite. What the hell is wrong with you people? Why would you make something like this?

Another one I’d like to mention is Ace’s school uniform vignette. Ace mentions how he’s struggling in class, and Trey starts to berate him, even mocking his stupidity. Like Cater, Ace begins to cry and scream about how he’s trying his hardest but Trey only slaps him for being “weak”. I can’t describe how utterly revolted I was when I saw this.

But the one I really want to talk about is Silver’s vignette, where he’s talking to Kalim after class. It goes on as normal for a while, with them discussing Silver’s duty as Malleus’s bodyguard. But then, when the vignette is supposed to end, the music cut off and Silver seemed to address me, the player, directly.

I can’t remember everything word for word, but he said things like “Are you afraid?” “You should be afraid.” “Aren’t you sick of it yet?”

His character sprite became increasingly disturbing, with pitch black eyes and mouth, and his voice sounded glitched.

Then the game crashed, and when I went back in, all of his cards and vignettes were gone, along with any trace of him in the events and main storyline. It’s like he was erased from the game entirely.

Is this your idea of some stupid joke? 5+ age rating my ass. I’d like an explanation for all of this, thanks.

~~~

Dear Ms. Green,

Thank you for taking the time to write to us about your concerns. However, Disney has never nor have any plans for a “Twisted Wonderland” mobile game for the App Store.

If you have any more information regarding this, please let us know.

Sincerely,

Disney

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ellin-messenger · 4 months

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Greetings, m'lady

"I'm Ellin Bloomrosa, please keep in mind that I am your nanny. Oh, you seemed haven't brought any sense yet, I assume? Please do not force yourself to recall yet, m'lady. Take your time to rethink again, I shall be here with you for a company as you'd like."

In reality, you are reincarnated, as a mistress from the certain game that you played.

She once placed a tea and the desserts on the table as she was on opposite of your seat and gives you a stare.

"How's your investigation has been going, m'lady? There must be a lot of tasks needed to be done. You did well at least."

Then, you listed from what you witnessed to your nanny.

[Greetings, miss host! I'll be your guide from now on~]

[The name's CAW~! Your personal system of this virtual reality in the world of fiction.]

[So..I'll introduce you a bit by a bit while you seek in this world~]

Y/N is you, a self-insert with a slightly complex personality(i'm unsure, please do comment how i make kind of y/n is this).

Y/N is a female that I able to write, but you can imagine yourself with other genders.

The appearance of Y/N's that I suggested: Dark theme match with a villainess' vibe

Reader(Y/N) is reincarnated. With an elegant surname.

This series may contain isekai's settings(1970s ver. so-so), an au of the various fandoms

This series is from my wattpad novel(still hasnt released yet though), The Mistress' Incredibleness. BUT, this post is only about the daily basis of Y/N's interaction with her life(along with the slightly spoiled plots of this main series may be happening during the certain event)

May contains a lot of harem involved, but in platonic way with slightly amount of romance between you and the various characters, several minor characters will get their grown up ages

[The creator dumps her idea here before she DID write her novel series, unfortunately, there might be possibly happen depend on the chapters.]

if you wanna ask something, ask Ellin. She's the charge of this blog. requests and chit chats are allowed.

if you respect this blog, then Ellin approved you with a good treatment.

Ellin: I'll send the message(posts/writings) here late due of miss creator's laziness. It depends her to write whether she felt like it or not. Please visit her personal blog, @liqu-chan if you'd like chat with her.

[Now, let us see who are we encountered, shall we?]

Fandoms involved (various men):

Honkai Star Rail

Genshin Impact

Jujutsu Kaisen

Obey me

Twisted Wonderland

Tears of Themis(real world's event)

[CAW's navigation.]

{The main series au} (not yet to be released) The Mistress' Incredibleness.

Interest's log 2

Journal's log

Mistress's

Will add later..

"M'lady, you're ready to face the numberous of cases in your mountain of files?"

You breathe,

"Absolutely, not."

Should the world will give you a break? You thought.

"Don't make me throw you into a lake, m'lady. You neglected almost everything."

...let's say, it's impossible. Unless you better to settle down the tasks immediately.

Your story has begun.

#genshin impact #honkai star rail #obey me #twisted wonderland #jujutsu kaisen #tears of themis #x reader #ellin's introduction #ellin's blog

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krenenbaker · 5 months

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Today onTwisted Wonderland Logins...

Opening Screen Voice: Malleus

Log-in Bonus Screen: MALLEUS

Book 7 Celebration Bonus: Diasomnia (read: MALLEUS AGAIN)

Homescreen greeting: not Malleus, but, uh...

this is YOUR room?? I don't know how in the world you could frame my being there as a "coincidence"???

And that was... Today on Twisted Wonderland Logins!

#krenenbaker's :)#twst #just... a lot of Malleus today #and I forgot that was Jade's login line for his school uniform

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feral-gaming · 1 year

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December 19th Log-in

#my post #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland log in/ greeting #feral plays twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland malleus #malleus #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland lilia #lilia vanrouge #lilia #i swear they coordinated this lol #what a coincidence

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tonguetwster · 3 years

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❝ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐔𝐒 ❞｜𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙪 ! 𝙩𝙬𝙨𝙩 𝙭 𝙢𝙘

𝘿𝙀𝙎𝘾 :: in which mari is a twisted wonderland player who finds that their games are— colliding?!

𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀 📝 :: sentient twst au isn’t mine, the first instances of this au came from @dreamii-yume and @pandas-pandemonium ‘s fantastic blogs. I just wanted to add a certain scenario to the pile! Also ignore the fact that I accidentally posted this on my twst x reader blog instead of my oc blog. I’m really sorry.

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂/𝙨 :: yandere behavior

𝘽𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 :: Mari was already a fan of twisted wonderland for quite some time now when she first found the game while hanging out in Leviathan’s room. It was in a language she didn’t understand so she was disappointed that she couldn’t play the game at first. Leviathan wanted to make her happy so he used magic and his programming skills to create a version of the game that’s in English so that she could play it. Yes, he received many kisses that night.

However, the use of magic on this game may have had... other effects.

𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙂𝘼𝙈𝙀 :: The first one that took an interest in Mari was Rook. His keen eyes spotted how she seemed so “angelic”. That’s why he kept popping up for her. Even if she chose a different character for the free ceremonial robes card, he still ended up in her cards somehow. He constantly greets her during log ins and she greets him back in a soft voice. She’s the type of player who likes to save up as much as possible for her fave so she’ll be grinding crystals very often.

𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝘼𝙒𝘼𝙆𝙀𝙉 :: the more she spends time playing, the more characters that start awakening. They see how happy she is when she gets a card she wants so they start to mess with the game’s rates so that she can get whoever she wants. There’s still a competition on becoming her fave but generally still make sure she doesn’t suspect them of being sentient.

But some things don’t go as planned

𝘼 𝙉𝙀𝙒 𝙂𝘼𝙈𝙀 :: yes. Considering that Mari pretty much got every card she wants from every character, there’s not much to work on at one point. Every card was levelled to the max, she even finished the new events, not a single thing was left unfinished. She did what she had to and was happy with what she achieved. So, she started a new game and got busy. What game exactly? Genshin Impact.

𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎 :: Quite obviously, the twst characters are upset by the news of her finding a new game to play. She can’t just discard them once she’s bored with them! This leads them to following her to Genshin Impact.

𝙂𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙉 𝙄𝙈𝙋𝘼𝘾𝙏 :: while Mari plays Genshin, she can’t help but notice that she’s achieving quite a lot in it as well. When she needs a specific item, she finds more of it in their respective places than usual.

Mari: hmm, I really need more of these philanemo mushrooms. Man, if Jade were here, he could probably grow so many

Mari: oh wow there’s so many of them here.

Drops from enemies are amazingly great too. She’s able to fully build her main and other characters.

𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙎𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙀𝙎 :: it surprisingly doesn’t take her too long to understand that her game is haunted, likely as a result of Levi’s tinkering with the game.

𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙔 𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 ? :: Mari finds a way to communicate with the twst boys and says that they can help her with genshin and she can play a lot more twisted wonderland right after. They agree and have fun playing with her.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst headcanons #my mc #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst

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klonoadreams · 3 years

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honestly my love for Twisted Wonderland is that it gives me a sort of break from all the horny I otherwise tolerate in other gacha games like Fate/Grand Order (not to say that I don’t enjoy it, but it gets tiring looking at Servants like Raikou versus the tasteful stuff I see done with others). I’m just here to have a good time and experience rhythm game shenanigans.

I can always just hop in and not be bombarded with massive tiddies or skimpy outfits.

(Not to say it’s always bad, for I am hella gay, but it’s just sometimes, I want to throw anime boys in a school environment and see what harmless, chaotic boys will be boys shenanigans they’ll get into)

(Of course, this does make the shift whenever I go in for my daily log-ins a bit jarring, like one minute, I’d be looking at summer BB’s fat tiddies, and the next, birthday boy Lilia is greeting me in the home menu)

(Being in gacha hell is suffering)

#klonoa speaks #twst #fgo #oh yeah i got the birthday boy

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between-two-fandoms · 4 years

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The Lion Roars Destiny

CHAPTER ONE

Summary: Jaskier has spent the better part of the decade avoiding his past. Now, as the Aslan roars he can’t resist the Lion’s call to bring him home.

Notes: Chapter two will not be posted until after Geraskier Week 2020. Also, I’m pretty sure I’ve got everybody in the tag list but if I missed you let me know :)

Tag List: @g-e-r-a-s-k-i-e-r @buttercuppedwitchers @andyet-here-we-are @thewanderingwritersandco @slectivegeekswithstandards @Jaskier-royale @innocentbi-stander @hannadants123 @joeybateydaily @witchersjaskier

“Sing the song of the Lion’s roar,” an audience member requested. The crowd fell into an uneasy silence, Jaskier looked up surprised. The last time he performed any songs from his time in Narnia was years ago. The person stepped forward to reveal a child, barely the same age as the princess, holding a sword. The patrons grumbled as Jaskier declared his performance over for the evening. Kneeling down he beckoned the child forward.

“Who told you of that song?” Jaskier asked the boy. The child offered him the blade and he took it, running his thumb over Aslan’s mane engraved in the hilt.

Memories flooded back to him, fields of emerald grass, dancing trees, the coast littered with colored sea glass and an ocean as far as one could see. The boy pointed to the back door,

“The person said you’d know who he is. He said he couldn’t come inside.” The boy responded, then turned around leaving Jaskier holding Rhindon in the center of the tavern. Jaskier frowned, it wasn’t like his brother to part with the sword. When one receives a gift from Father Christmas, you tend to treat it with the utmost respect. The bard glanced across the room at his witcher, the man seemed to be enthralled in Ciri, who was moving her arms about wildly. No doubt she was recounting her journey she took trying to find Geralt. Borrowing some paper from the bartender Jaskier wrote a short letter which he hoped explained his sudden silence. Sliding the folded letter between his lute strings Jaskier left his beloved instrument behind, making the bartender promise he would deliver it to Geralt. He turned back to Geralt and the princess. The witcher was smiling wider than Jaskier could ever get him to smile. Jaskier knew he didn’t have a hand in Geralt’s destiny, he just hoped the two of them would have a little bit more time together. Turning, the fifth king of Narnia left the witcher and his Child Surprise in destiny’s hands.

“Hello?” Jaskier whispered. Behind the tavern stood four stalls, two of which were occupied. An uneasy feeling began to bubble in the pit of his stomach as he approached them. One held Roach while another held a horse Jaskier hadn’t seen in a very long time. Bypassing Roach’s stall the bard reached his arm forward and Phillip bowed his head. Jaskier ran his left hand down the horse’s nose, “what’s going on Phil?” Jaksier asked the mare. The horse bowed his head in greeting,

“My king. Narnia is in troubled times.” The bard frowned as Phillip’s eyes looked past Jaskier to the treeline. Jaskier turned his head to the trees as he asked,

“there’s something wrong isn’t there?” Though he had no witcher powers to his name Jaskier could still make out the outlines of four shapes just beyond the treeline. Jaskier dropped his hand then turned to Roach. “If you say anything to him I’ll stop sneaking you sugar cubes.” The bard whispered to Geralt’s horse. Just as he was about to walk towards the trees he paused. It wasn’t really fair of him to leave the witcher so abruptly, and Jaskier didn’t know if they’ll ever reunite. “Got it?” He asked Roach, the horse nickered in response. Adjusting his grip on Rhindon’s handle Jaskier stepped into the dense woods standing before them.

Once he got through the fog Jaskier could see the shapes more clearly, four humans sat on logs surrounding a small fire. There were no tents pitched, at least none Jaskier could see. Three horses were tied to trees surrounding the camp. He crept silently closer to the four people shrouded in hoods.

“Let’s play hide seek!” Lucy requested, as always Jaskier caved to her wish. He began counting as his siblings raced around the Professor’s house trying to find a hiding spot. It was barely one-hundred seconds later when Lucy sprinted down the hallway telling tales of a faun stuck in a land of eternal winter.

Shaking himself out of his thoughts Jaskier expertly swing Rhindon around his wrist. He turned the sword onto the shortest person, she screamed as he pressed the steel to her throat. The others stood up, one drew a sword, while the other had an arrow drawn to their cheek. “Who are you?” Jaskier asked the people, he prayed to Aslan they weren’t his siblings. The four rulers would rather die before they let something happen to their country. The tallest man stepped between the archer and swordsman, hands up as though he was placating an attacking animal.

“We don’t need any attention brought to us. Give Rhindon to me and we can talk.” Jaskier tensed, then the girl in his arms spoke.

“Julian please, let me go,” she begged. It was enough to make Jaskier loosen his grip just enough for her to slip through his grasp. When she walked to the others she tripped over a log and fell to her knees. As she hit the ground her hood fell off and Jaskier dropped the sword.

“Come on,” Edmund said poking him awake. “Let’s go see if Narnia is real.” Julian blinked the crust out of his eyes then grabbed a candle to follow his baby brother. The two of them crept down the hall, skipping the planks they knew would creak, and entered the room with the wardrobe. The light from their candles was enough for Julian to see the wardrobe’s cover was still lying discarded on the floor amongst the other storage boxes.

“Edmund!” Julian hissed as his brother reached up to twist the doorknob. The door swung open on its own accord, a gust of wind knocked Edmund onto his arse. Julian stared at the wardrobe in disbelief, then followed his little brother. Wind blew out their candles as they stepped into a winter wonderland. Julian laughed with glee then threw a snowball at Edmund’s face, his brother glared back at him. “Oh come on, at least have some fun while we’re here!” Julian goaded. The sound of something breaking through the trees quickly caused Julian to shove Edmund behind him. The sleigh stopped suddenly, pushing them into the snow. Julian exchanged a glance with his brother. Edmund seemed to be enchanted by the intricate designs on the wood grains.

“Lucy?” He asked the girl. She turned around and nodded, then used a drop of her elixir to heal the wounds Jaskier gave her. Jaskier looked back at the others, who now had their hoods pulled down. Peter was young when Jaskier left Narnia, but now… now his eyes were those of a king who saw too much. Edmund’s face was sunken into his skull, a blank expression seemed to be forever etched into it. Susan, as always, looked calm and collected, but Jaskier could see the hurt and worry deep in her eyes. “What happened?” Jaskier asked as Aslan’s roar shook the Darkling Woods.

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Geralt cursed when he realized Jaskier wasn’t playing anymore. Ciri must’ve noticed his mood change because she threw up her hood and followed his gaze across the tavern. “Where is he?” Geralt asked Ciri. The princess, of course, didn’t have an answer. His eyes scanned each patron carefully, perhaps his bard changed his shirt. The witcher ordered his Child Surprise to stay in her seat while he walked to the bar counter. “my bard,” Geralt said to the bartender. The man, to his benefit, didn’t look afraid. He simply reached behind the counter and pulled out Jaskier’s lute. Geralt tensed, his bard refused to go anywhere without his instrument. Now that he was able to get a closer look at it, Geralt could feel the gentle hum of magic flowing through the strings.

“That’s all he left, some kid came in and gave him a sword. The bard said you wouldn’t understand so he wrote you a note.” The bartender informed him. Geralt grunted in response, then Ciri pulled at his sleeve,

“Geralt? We should get going.” She spoke softly, and of course she was right. They had already spent three nights in this town so were planning on leaving by the fourth day.

“Hmm…” Geralt said running a hand down the neck of the lute. He noticed the piece of paper folded into the strings. Taking the slip of paper he gave the instrument to Ciri for safekeeping. He slid a finger under the paper’s crease and began to read the letter.

Geralt of Rivia,

You have your child surprise. Soon you’ll be much too busy to track me down when I get into trouble. Something I’ve learned over the years is how to know when I’ve overstayed my welcome. By Aslan’s mane I ask of you to not try to track me, once I reach my destination you won’t be able to.

My family needs me Geralt, they always come first. My home always comes first.

With love,

Jaskier

Something fell to the pit of Geralt’s stomach as he crumpled the letter in his fist. Turning back to the bartender he asked, “Where did my bard go?” The bartender wordlessly pointed to the backdoor leading to the stables. Geralt pulled out a sword as Ciri slung Jaskier’s lute across her back. Then they both walked out the back of the tavern. Once he realized there was no immediate threat the witcher returned his blade to its place on his back. Geralt sniffing at the air he frowned, there used to be two horses in the stables. Geralt walked past Roach, patting her side as he did so. “Who used to be here?” He wondered out loud. To his surprise Ciri bent down and began to dig through the mud where the second horse used to stand.

“Geralt, look,” she said pulling up a medallion covered in dirt and grime. Ciri rubbed it against her cloak, cleaning it off. When she did the moonlight sky caused the silver to shimmer. The medallion itself was ruby with details of silver and gold. In the center of it all was the image of a lion proudly roaring as its mane fell down its back. Near the top of the coin Geralt could just make out an engraving.

For Narnia and for Aslan.

Geralt watched Ciri’s eyes lit up in excitement when she read it. “Narnia is a land of freedom and magic!” Ciri exclaimed, “grandmother used to tell me stories about it.” Geralt took the medallion from her and ran a thumb over the lion’s shape. He frowned,

“But why is the coin here?” Geralt asked out loud. He turned to Roach, his trusty steed seemed to be apprehensive about something. “Roach, what is it?” He asked running a calming hand down her mane. The mare neighed then nudged Jaskier’s lute with her nose, then she pointed her head in the direction of the Darkling Woods. Geralt looked where his horse was then swore when the sound of a lion’s cry could be heard in the distance.

“Fuck,” he cursed. Suddenly there was a swirling portal in front of them and Yennefer stepped through it. Geralt tensed, but she didn’t seem to be in the mood for a fight.

“Enough Geralt, you think louder than Jaskier sings,” she said. Geralt grunted, but still kept a safe distance between her and Ciri. “I need your help…” she said slowly then she turned her attention to the Child Surprise.

“Yennefer, no questions asked,” Geralt grumbled. Yennefer’s focus turned back to Geralt’s before she said,

“One of my sisters came back to life.” Ciri spoke up from behind him,

“Isn’t that a good thing?” She asked, and Geralt couldn’t help but agree. To his surprise; however, the mage shook her head.

“Not this one,” she said, “the evils of Nilfgaard are nothing compared to the powers of the White Witch.” Geralt grunted then helped Ciri mount Roach. Once she was secured he followed suit, climbing on behind her. As they traveled away Yennefer shouted, “I know where your bard is!” Geralt stopped Roach then turned around. The mage looked desperate as she pleaded, “please. If you help me you can have your bard back.” Geralt narrowed his eyes,

“How did you know Jaskier was missing?” The mage seemed to have an inner debate before answering.

“Because Geralt of Rivia. Every decent mage knows what Aslan’s roar means.” Yennefer formed a new portal then stepped through it, disappearing in a wave of magic. Ciri took a hesitant step forward, then followed Yennefer. Geralt turned to Roach then ordered,

“Stay here.” The witcher stepped into the portal tripped into a frozen wasteland brimming with magic.

A woman dressed like a queen stepped out of the sleigh. Julian quickly scampered to his feet and bowed, luckily Edmund followed his lead. Something about the woman in white felt off to Julian, but Edmund was easily entranced by her magical powers and ability to summon Turkish Delight out of thin air. “Are you children of Adam?” She asked them, Julian frowned. Edmund was the one who answered,

“We’re humans if that’s what you mean.” Julian poked Edmund in his side then took over.

“Your Highness, we must be taking leave.” He said trying to get his brother away from the woman. The Snow Queen chuckled,

“Humans, you never learn to appreciate the nice things in life.” The sled reached the peaks of the mountains to reveal a beautiful castle of ice. Perhaps a night or two wouldn’t hurt, Julian thought as his thoughts slowly became muddled and fuzzy.

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