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twstdreams · 1 year
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Bumbling Love
For @yandere-daze (extremely late Secret Santa gift, I’m truly sorry!)
Content Warnings: fluff, reader is not athletic or a runner
Spoiler Warning: spoilers for Episode 1 and Vargas Camp Event, Deuce-centric spoilers for Episode 5
Word Count: 4K
Deuce likes you, romantically. He does not want to comment on the 10 stages of denial he went through to get to admit this, even if Ace is happy to recite the entire story including all the late-night breakdowns. Unfortunately, Deuce’s misfortune does not end there, because now he has to actually convey these feelings! He can practically feel his brain malfunction at the thought, but if he doesn’t tell you, who will? Actually, being outed by his friends or roommates is one of his worst nightmares, but more importantly, he thinks his heart might burst before he figures out if you would ever confess first. You’re kind and don’t let the little things get to you, but on the flip side when Deuce tries to leave subtle hints they seem to fly right past you.
Thus begins the chronicles of Deuce’s confession!
Attempt 1: Endearing Endorphins
Deuce knows running is one of his strengths and the accolades he’s gotten for it proves that. He might not be getting awards for his history grades or the questionable mushroom potion he made in alchemy class last week, but Deuce loves running. He enjoys the feeling of the wind and the rush that comes from being faster than your surroundings. So maybe you’d like it too? Plus, you’re supposed to share things you like with the person you like, right? That may or may not be what that article he read for a total of 3 minutes said before he closed it out of embarrassment. 
More importantly, it’s too late to back out. After a couple of failed in-person attempts and some advice from Cater, Deuce had invited you to join him on a run via text. You happily accepted and now the agreed-upon time was fifteen minutes away. 
Deuce keeps going over his plan mentally. First, stretching while making conversation. Next, run with you while hopefully looking cool. Finally, during the cooldown, Deuce would confess! It was simple enough and Deuce didn’t want to make it complicated. He could handle three steps! That’s what he told himself right after checking his phone for the umpteenth time to see if you texted him anything. The weather was good and there were no upcoming tests, he thinks, so there’s no reason for you to cancel, right?
“Hey Deuce!” you call out.
“HEY!” he calls back and does his best not to wince at how loud he is.
“Thanks for inviting me! I’ve been wanting to get into running for a bit, but I could never get the motivation by myself.”
“Maybe you could join the track and field club.” With me are the words he can’t get himself to spit out. 
“Nah, I’m mostly doing this for the exercise. I’m already in another club.” He starts lunging to stretch and you follow suit. When you bend your arm to the side and over your head, the two of you nearly touch hands and form a heart. If it were anyone else, Deuce wouldn’t have cared. But when you laugh and point it out, it becomes funny and refreshing. Part of why he loves you is how little mundane things become fun and how easy it is to be with you. Deuce knows there’s a chance things will go sour if you don’t feel the same way, but he doesn't want to lie. Somehow he feels like it’ll be okay. And the more he complicated things, the more likely he’d get stuck in his head.
By the time you two are finished with dynamic stretches, he’s hyped himself up to confess to you. Deuce has it all figured out in his head. He looks cool from running, then he tells you his feelings and asks you out! Simple enough, right?
“Ready to start?” he asks.
“Yeah, let’s go!” Your answer is paired with a smile that makes his heart skip a beat. You two start with a light jog and a warm-up lap or two. Deuce looks to the side to double-check your condition. You return his gaze with a smile and seem to be doing well, though perhaps breathing a little harder than him. 
Taking his chance, Deuce speeds up and begins to run with all his might. He focuses on running faster and faster until it feels like he’s as fast as the wind. Adrenaline pumps through his veins and he turns around to see your reaction. Unfortunately, you’re on the opposite side of the track, already giving up on trying to catch up. He immediately stops and shouts out your name. You wave in acknowledgement, a tired smile, but it doesn’t stop the flood of embarrassment from overtaking him. Ditching your crush halfway across the running track isn’t cool. 
“Sorry! I just got so excited and,” Deuce decides against spitting out ‘really wanted to confess’. 
“No, don’t worry! You were so fast! I can see why you got that award,” you pant. Deuce is so mortified he only hopes he’s not as red as his Heartslabyul uniform. He waits for you to catch your breath as he gathers his courage. If he delays this any longer, who knows what else will go wrong?
“It’s, the reason was,” the words are a mess but his brain keeps going anyway, for better or worse, “I like running just as much as you!” Now his heart must be thumping as fast as yours, but he’s sure it’s for a different reason even if both of your cheeks are red. Your eyes meet his yet he can’t figure out what you’re thinking, only knowing that the gears in your head are turning as you process his confession.
“Oh! I like spending time with you too, Deuce!” you chirp happily but Deuce is too stunned to speak. This has already gone wrong in so many unexpected ways and he has no clue how to salvage this. 
“Ready for another lap? Feel free to go at your own pace, you don’t have to stay beside me.” And with that, you start to jog away. Deuce and his feelings are left in the dust and gravel of the track. He chalks it up to a failure. When you leave early to go take a shower it feels like you take his courage with you.
Attempt 2: Sweet on You
Going at it alone didn’t work out so well, so now he decided to tackle the problem with the help of his upperclassman! Specifically, Trey is reliable and the best baker in the dorm. In exchange for manual labour doing chores here and there and peeling enough nuts to feed an army of squirrels for the winter, Trey would help him make your favourite dessert. 
He reads the entire recipe first, as Trey recommends. And then repeats that two more times just to make sure he gets it right. He listens to Trey carefully and measures out the ingredients with more care than when he measures materials in alchemy class. He mixes vigorously with all his might when whipping ingredients and then gently and with great care when folding together batters. Any feedback Trey gives, Deuce immediately accepts without question and implements on the spot. But thanks to the third year’s help, Deuce is able to avoid numerous failed attempts. Though there were several close calls including nearly mixing up the sugar and salt, almost over-mixing the batter before Trey stopped him, and a very scary fumble of the baking pan.
It’s difficult. A lot of delicate work he isn’t used to, learning cooking terms he was previously unaware of, and bits of chaos that always seemed to pop up whether it be in the form of a messy kitchen or nearly mixing up quantities. But when he imagines the smile on your face when you learned he made it for you himself, all his motivation returns and his energy skyrockets. If he’s going to confess, it’s going to be with a dessert he made himself and nothing less.
“Do you think it turned out okay?” Deuce asks while hovering around the finished product.
“You did a good job. The dessert turned out well and it’ll be a nice gift,” Trey compliments, amused as Deuce practically buzzes with nervous energy. The first year carefully packages the gift and heads straight for you. 
He calls out your name and you make your way toward him with a smile. Once you’re in front of him, with no preamble, he confesses, “I made this, especially for you.” A gasp leaves your lips but you quickly accept the gift and take a peek at what’s inside.
Cheeks pink due to both nerves and remembering his last failure, Deuce quickly tacks on, “Because you’re special to me!” His statement brings your attention back to him and the clear joy in your expression fills him with anticipation and hope.
“Aww, thanks, how did you know I was craving this? It’s my favourite, so I can’t wait to eat it,” you thank him but Deuce’s expectant gaze never wavers. A continuing silence passes by and you tilt your head, mouth opening and closing once. Deuce’s stomach drops. Maybe this is when you reject him. Tell him you appreciate the gift but could never reciprocate his feelings. He doesn’t know what he’d do if you tell him you could never date someone who used to be a delinquent. Suddenly, your posture straightens and your grin widens as if you’ve come upon a realization.
“I can’t believe you made this yourself. I’m so impressed. You’re such a good friend!” Your sunny smile doesn’t falter as you marvel at the dessert but that statement is the perfect line to punch him in the gut. Plans of a study date evaporate into thin air as another failed confession weighs heavily. Deuce can hardly recall what happened next but will forever have the feeling of his courage and optimism being popped like a balloon ingrained in him.
Attempt 3: Picture Perfect
This plan is a little cliche, but something tried and true must have a better shot at success. Or at least, it couldn’t be any worse than two failures. Deuce tries not to keep his expectations too high but something about you always has his hopes creeping up. He’s been waiting outside of the cafe for half an hour. It’s still another fifteen minutes until you two meet up, but the mere thought of being late made him so uneasy and restless that he ended up leaving early. At least this gave him time to go over his plan (and fret anxiously about anything that could go wrong). First, he’ll take you to a cafe to eat some sweets, next go see a movie, and then finally confess! Three steps and he’ll have finally conveyed his feelings to you. Or that’s what he tells himself as he paces back and forth for the umpteenth time.
“Deuce!” you call out, immediately stopping him in his tracks, “When did you get here? I hope you haven’t been waiting long.”
“No! I, I just got here a few minutes ago,” he reassures while letting out a weak laugh. Deuce opens the door for you and asks, “Are you ready?”
“Yes!” Your eyes shine with excitement as you look around and Deuce thinks it was worth all the research. “It’s so nice to get to hang out somewhere off-campus and away from any textbooks. I appreciate all the last-minute study sessions, but I definitely needed a break.”
“Yeah. School is more fun for me when I understand the work, but after lotta hours in a row it’s too hard.” Deuce was grateful for the help of his dorm leader and friends when it came to him, but the number of times he was unable to absorb knowledge after a prolonged study session was innumerable. Even with you, nothing would allow him to read a textbook for several hours straight and actually recall its contents. 
“I could try running again with you! It’s supposed to be good for your health and clear your head too,” you add. He tries to not flush in embarrassment remembering his first failed attempt at confessing and instead awkwardly smiles. But your willingness to try something makes him happy again, in spite of how it turned out the first time, has him falling in love all over again.
“When I run, I can just focus on becoming one with the wind! I don’t have to think about anything else. I can run with you whenever you want to,” Deuce promises, and he means it. Because you’re someone worth making time for. 
“Okay, I’ll go running with you again. But, I’d love to pick outfits for you one day too! Even if we’re just trying on things for fun. I was so surprised to see you in something other than a school uniform, but you look so good it makes me want to see you in other things.” Deuce nods immediately, though you’re someone he’d have a hard time saying no to anyway. He’s drawn to clothes that leave a powerful impression, but the thought of having matching couple outfits fills him with unexpected excitement. Cater had been talking about how couple outfits had been trending on MagiCam and Deuce had immediately thought of you. He imagined how nice you’d look, what’d it be like to pick pieces with you, maybe a cool set with details that matched nonchalantly. He hopes that matching couple outfits with you will be a real possibility by the end of today.
“Anyway, there are so many options on the menu! I can’t decide what I want,” you muse. 
“I can pick them out! You can go find a seat,” wait no that sounds too demanding, he didn’t mean it like that, “I mean, I can choose if you don’t want to. And! You can sit, you don’t have to wait in line with me.” Dear Great Seven, that was so embarrassing. He wanted to order for you since he had looked up the menu in advance to pick out what you’d both like, but he conveyed it in the most awkward way possible.
“Alright, surprise me then! I’ll find us a nice spot.” His only consolation was that you didn’t seem bothered by his blunder. Deuce took a deep breath and tried to refocus himself. If he couldn’t even offer to pick out some desserts for you, how could he confess to you? Still, he manages to recite his list of desserts and orders your favourite drink.
Deuce points out and names all the different sweets to you, paying extra attention to which ones you linger on longer, what dish gets the biggest reaction, and feeling so much relief when you seem genuinely excited to try them all. He tries to focus on absorbing every single word you say about each dessert because whichever ends up being your favourite is something he hopes to get you again in the future. All your little comments are endearing and make him want to confess to you right now! But he holds his tongue because you’re in a public setting.
“I liked the floating island one. Which is your favourite?” Deuce asks, wondering if your answer will match his guess.
“That one was good. You must like it because you like eggs, right? For me, they all taste great! And it’s better because I get to share them with you.” His heart confirms that he’s head over heels for you because that statement alone gets it racing. He wants to be special to you so badly and receiving even just a hint that may be true has his hopes soaring sky high.
“Me too. Sharing is better.” Deuce so badly wants this to be the norm for him. He wants to get to share so many things with you that he could go on listing things for an entire day and it still wouldn’t be enough. By the end of today, he plans on being one step closer to that goal.
“By the way, how much do I owe you for all the food?” You say it casually in passing while double-checking the directions to get to the movie theatre, but immediately Deuce is alert and nervous.
“No! You don’t have to pay me back. It’s fine! I owe you for all your help studying,” he insists. Deuce is ready to ramble out any number of excuses to prevent you from footing the bill in any manner. He’s trying to be a model boyfriend right now and making you pay, especially when he didn’t even consult you about a budget beforehand, would be the opposite of his goal.
“Alright, alright, but don’t feel like you have to pay me back every time we study. It helps me too!” you concede. On the way to the theatre, he learns a couple new things about you. Your favourite movie as a kid and what your current one is, popcorn preferences, and the two of you share both fond and horrific movie memories. Deuce loves getting to know all the little things about you, which come out naturally as the two of you spend time together. He thinks he could spend forever hearing you talk about it and learning more about you. It would never be enough. He’s trying to make a mental note of it all for later but every so often Deuce gets distracted by how close your hands are to his, close enough to easily brush if he leaned a bit, and how he wished he could hold yours. Maybe he’ll get the chance to hold your hand during the horror movie! And after he confesses at the end of the date, hopefully, he won’t have to let go of it either. It might seem stupid, Ace would have laughed if he discovered it, but Deuce wanted to give it a shot anyway. The prospect has him excited and Deuce mentally recites his confession in his mind. Everything is going to plan! You’ve had a great time at the cafe, a lovely walk to the theatre, Deuce is getting your tickets, Grim calls out to you, and … Grim calls out to you? With Ace standing beside him? And other first years???
“What’s everyone else doing here?” Deuce manages to spit out after the initial shock passes.
“Wait, don’t you know? Yesterday while you were at practice, we were all discussing weekend plans so I mentioned that we were going to see this movie. A bunch of other people said they wanted to see it too, so we decided to all meet up here. I swear Ace said he was going to tell you.” You get swept up in the group and just like that, whatever atmosphere between you disappears.
Deuce does his best to keep a neutral expression but then you glance at his face and proceed to remind him there’s enough time to go to the bathroom if he needs to, so unfortunately he’s not succeeding at that either. Sure, a date can definitely be you, your crush, your roommate, and several other friends! No, that definitely cannot be a romantic date. Deuce knows a group of friends hanging out when he is in said group. Plans of confessing to you fade to black like the movie screen as the film starts to play.
The Best Laid Schemes of Mice and Men
Once again Deuce finds himself walking along the shoreline, feeling annoyed and unsure.  He knows he’s no genius, but it’s seriously starting to feel like this is hopeless. Cater said if he comes on too hard, it could scare you off. But at this rate, Deuce just wants to tell you outright, plain and simple. Frustration and affection keep building up inside. All this thinking and planning isn’t really his style. Shouldn’t he just be his authentic self? The lapping waves offer no answer but at least the air is refreshing.
He shouts your name to the setting sun, then continues, “I like you! Romantically! Please go out with me!” It feels great. Even if no one but the birds knows, it feels right. So, Deuce turns around and strengthens his resolve to see you, face the truth and what may come, and - 
“Okay.” Oh no. Deuce knows that voice. He knows it so well because it’s yours, and it usually never fails to brighten his day. But right now it’s activating his fight or flight instinct, and he can feel the adrenaline pumping. It’s at this point Deuce comes to the stunning realization that he has the worst luck. Nearly got expelled on the first day of school, had to fight an ink monster, then at the next training camp got attacked by a different ink monster and was forced to fend it off by himself, and to top it off several of his upperclassmen have tried to kill him. Now there’s this too, just the icing on the cake! All the times he purposely tried to confess to you? Failed. Absolutely none of his intentions reached you. Shouting his frustrations to the ocean? Message heard loud and clear in all its clumsiness without a speck of eloquence. 
“Let’s date,” you add with a smile bright enough to rival the setting sun. Deuce can feel his brain malfunctioning. It’s turning to mush just like when he’s blanking on a chemical formula for potions class or he can’t remember a certain time period during a history test. He wants to thank you, to tell you that you won’t regret it, he’ll do his best to be a great partner, with so many sweet and flowery sentiments.
“Huh?” is what leaves his mouth. You both stare at each other, clearly flabbergasted by the other. You press your lips together and wait to see if Deuce does anything else. The silence quickly becomes awkward. Are his palms sweaty now? This feels like the world’s most high stake pop quiz.
“I like you too, Deuce!” you blurt. You look at him expectantly with a bated breath. Oh, wait, he needs to reply properly, doesn’t he? Hasn’t he dreamed of this scenario? Yet his brain refuses to articulate a single emotion smoothly or in a timely manner.
“Uh, I,” Deuce makes a mental note to never overthink and plan again because every memorized word is nowhere to be found, “Thank you!”
“Umm… you’re welcome?” Your mouth is left agape and the way you’re fiddling with your fingers makes Deuce even more nervous. He’s definitely making a mess and any word he seems to choose ends up being the wrong one. 
“Please take care of me!” There’s a belated pause before he scrambles to add, “I’ll take care of you too!” Deuce can’t tell if this is the greatest or most embarrassing moment of his life. But once he sees you break out into genuine laughter, he doesn’t care. If it’s for you, he wouldn’t mind being a fool.
“Okay, let’s take care of each other.” You extend your hand and he takes it without hesitation. The feeling of your hand in his is new but it feels right all the same. Deuce hopes that eventually, it’ll be natural, something that feels like second nature. The warmth of your hand, the sound of your laughter, and your giddy smile, they’re all things he hopes to get to experience for the rest of his life.
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cchocolatekat · 2 years
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photo curtesy of @twstdreams who just wanted to show me something cute
me: how did those ppl get the locks all the way up the umbrella???
me, immediately: IF IT WAS STSG, GOJO WOULD TRY TO HAVE GETO STAND ON TOP OF HIM AS HE ACTIVATES INFINITY SO MAYBE IT WILL PROPELL HIM UP
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twistinghearts · 4 years
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Kingly Cuddles
Comfort story; Leona
So I did not have a very good day yesterday and then I get online and see that the darling wonderful sparkling rose @twstdreams has had a horrible day. So I kinda wrote this for you and I hope it brings you and anyone reading some comfort and that the rest of your week starts getting better.
Soft warning for self-depreciation, there is one comment of it in the story.
You slammed the door closed behind you, the loud noise jolting Leona from his nap. You let out a frustrated scream that slowly just dissolved into a cry as you were finally in a place you could decompress. Leona’s arms wrapped around you to steady your shaking. You leaned on him to steady yourself, gripping at the back of his shirt just sobbing into his chest. One arm stayed around you to make you feel reassured and hold you close, the other moving up to pet your head. Occasionally he gave a soft kiss or rubbed your back, mostly he just held you giving you the time to let it all out.
Once he noticed your sobs turn to sniffles and your grip relax ever so lightly, Leona gently lifted and carried you over to the bed. He laid you down in the center and took a seat on the edge. His eyes traced over you, taking note of every little movement your body made. “Rough day kitten?” He trailed his finger tips down your arm before entwining your hands.
You nodded, adjusting to get comfortable despite wanting to just wrap yourself around Leona again. “I… it was just a little mistake… an accident… and then… and then it’s like nothing else I did felt right. Everything was a mistake! I’m just a mistake!” You started sobbing again. “Oi! You know better than to say that.” Leona scolded, only being cross for that moment before leaning closer with a gentle look in his eyes. His hands cupped your cheeks, wiping away the tears as soon as they spilled over. “Things may have gone bad today but that does not define who you are, or how everyday is going to be. There’s always tomorrow to worry about.” That wasn’t as uplifting as it was meant to be but the point still helped a little. He pressed his forehead to yours, nuzzling it gently. “You are the best thing to ever happen to me. You know that right?” You gave a small nod, your frown softening a little. “Good.” He gave a kiss to your cheek before sitting back up.
“I can tell you’re feeling a speck better. Would some bubble tea help more?” He offered, knowing it was your favorite. It also wouldn’t hurt for you to re-hydrate. You gave a nod, you weren’t going to turn down a treat but you gripped his hand tighter as he started to get up, “Don’t go…” Leona gave a soft smile, his hand pulled out of yours so he could instead lie next to you, his arms wrapping around you. His fingers lightly trailed up and down your back his head resting against the top of yours leaving occasional soft kisses and nuzzles. His steady breaths were almost rhythmical, timed with the beating of his heart. Nothing else was said nor did it need to be.  Eventually, you both drifted off to a pleasant sleep and there was bubble tea waiting for you when you woke up.
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disney-adventurers · 3 years
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Twisted Wonderland Introduction! 👻 🕸🐈‍⬛💫🌙
“Life can be a mystery when being thrown into a unpredictable situation but don’t worry, we can get through this!”
Name: Teya Oceania
Dorm: Ramshackle Dorm
Birthday: July 13 (Zodiac Signs: Cancer)
Age: 20
Height: 152 cm / 5’ft
Homeland: Another world (Earth)
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School year: 1st year
Class: 1-A
Dominant hand: Left
Favorite subject: Alchemy
Hobby: Drawing, writing, listening to music, sleeping, hanging out with friends, and taking photos
Dislikes: Bullies, bugs, dark, horrors, being stressed, getting into troubles when not on purposes(Troublemaking Magnet), and being alone.
Favorite food: Strawberry and Chocolate cake/ Crunchy Roll and Udon
Least favorite food: Spicy and bitterness/ Too salty and too sugary
Specialty: Great at giving advice/helping others/cheering others up.
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The non-magician student was transported to another world. Partnered with Grimm as the second resident of Ramshackle Dorm. Despite the lack of magic, she has this magical wand that allows her to use magic and changes into a weapons for self-defense. She often tries her best to make sure her friends didn’t get in trouble, cause she’s the voice of reasons. She gets easily clumsy when she’s nervous or easily distracted sometimes.
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ira-hydrangea · 2 years
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would you have any blog recommendations?
I have plenty...
@curryandbread @nanamisflowerfield @mystical-lemonade @writer-akihiko @twstlibrary @emyluwinter @fr0st-km @ggaz3000 @glass-cage-of-emotion-12 @zackcrazyvalentine @potato-simps @allimili @hanafubukki @themadearl @minzart @twstdreams @twstddream @britishassistant @miumiins @kirayamidemon @blzzrdstryr @twstedtales @yandere-wishes @twisted-lusty @leviskokoro @twst-cafe @vanrouqe @luvrbug @twistedtexts @spiderling-space @thesunshinebunny @phoenix-manga @rulaineyu @twistedwonderlandimaginesblog @hanamitg @starry-eyes-inc @local-ground-apple @sunnytwst @twisted-writing @wakacchi
i have plenty of others but I need more than one page to put all of it. Tell me if I miss any good blog. ;)
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Any twst writing blog recommendations? I mean, there's a LOT of them LMAO so are there anything specific ones which you like reading stuff at?
Boy have I got THE LIST FOR YOU MY HONEYBEE
So, if you guys ever wonder what I like, my reblog account is @reblog-at-this-point and you can see what I like there! ( this isn't a self plug im just lazy and I wanna re blog works without spamming my writing blog hence the entire account dedicated to revolving everything I like )
Specific writers? Listed below!
@twstpasta is honestly so adorable. Their writing is amazing and give it a look!
@twstdreams is always in my feed and I thank Yana everyday for that!
@mostro-secrets honestly has me by the neck, please lemme read more, PLEASE I NEED MORE.
@mugi-chan has my heart in a box and won't give it back ;-;
@lovee-infected is amazing and always gets me hooked with every piece they make!
@starry-eyes-inc makes some AMAZING posts. I get so jealous reading their works because it's so amazing!
Don't forget @raven-at-the-writing-desk! Their content is just... 👌 give it a look!
@silent-snowdrop-writing honestly makes me reread and reblog their works multiple times ;-; it's so good!
@bloodied-teardrops who simps for Divus more than I do, and that's saying something lol. They really bring their works to life.
Now, for darker works, like yanderes and such I suggest:
@softyswork who is literally one of the most accepting blogs. NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. But the thirst there is impeccable and I have my notifications on!!!
@tri3tri, who have a great Yandere!Malleus AU that's going on. Please go take a look of you want to see an interesting twist (hah) on the yandere genre from the darlings side!
@marilynfuse has just... 😤😤 Some GOOD ASS yandere content. I read a new work and my face clears up. My crops are watered. My grades rise to the heavens.
And, while they don't write things, go check out @twstedwithyuu and @twstedforyou the art is just... It's... I can't even describe it!!! It's so amazing. Their AUs are so well thought out and the characters are so likeable I can't say no to them! I honestly want to write for them at one point if they're cool with it ( if I can remember to ask lmao )
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sakuramidnight15 · 2 years
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Awww!!! Thank you!! 💞💞
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Tagging (Mag Squad): @akemiozawa @tsukikoayanosuke @91062854-ka @countessofwisdom @nqchristine22 @isabellawaites
Tagging Additional: @avionvadion @aeppermint-soffice @berrybird-blog1 @bored-storyteller @briarrosescurse @crestbaby @crazyyanderefangirlfan @danderechansworld @dragonwilbert @emaiiyaru @fumikomiyasaki @genderfluid-phoenix @honey-milk-depresso @in-that-deep-blue-sea @itta34deangelis @just-an-otakus-blog @junowritings @kitty-is-chilling @katkk1 @laizy-boy @mystery-skulls-ghost @mimitwst @minteasketches @multydoodles @nicoliharu @octatriolovers @panacea-wishes @phoenix-manga @pearlwhitecats @pomalgranate @randomikemendegen @rollingmochi @rosietrace @rozengrotto @stestylius @sleeping-platinum @slumberingprincess-blog @twsted-princess @twisted-nox-sidus @the27th @thetwstwildcard @twstdreams @vale-free-art @zonamemoryverse
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{ MONTH SPECIAL☆ summer beach bash x a twst writer collab🍹}
Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time. (H.P. Lovecraft, The Best of H.P. Lovecraft: Bloodcurdling Tales of Horror and the Macabre) 
The smell of brine and the gentle touch of the sun’s beam make you smile. You had wondered at first why the headmaster wanted everyone to go on sudden a school beach trip, thought it to be suspicious for him to even bring you all here in the guise of an "academic training camp" but the moment you arrived at the resort, all your presumptions washed away at the sight of the seashore. You take a seat near the water’s edge, close enough for the waves to graze your toes, and press your legs into your chest. You stare out into the sea, watching the tides ebb and run. Their undulations a rhythmic consonance that pulls your heart into a similar melody. 
Whatever the headmaster was planning, you supposed that you could forgive him just for the beautiful sight alone.
【“ koebi-chan~! come and play with me! “】
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i’ve been planning on doing this for a while now but since i lacked the courage to even send out the invites, i had to mentally prepare myself for this for a few weeks. 
for my collaborators (@beheadedruler , @twisted-eels​, @evil-and-twisted , @ghostiebabey ) they’re all really great writers and a super amazing artist that i personally love and i hope you all enjoy this little thing we’re doing ! 
come join us on our beach adventure !  ☆⋆:∞.o(≧▽≦)o.∞:⋆☆
🇱 🇪 🇹 🇾 🇴 🇺 🇷 🇸 🇪 🇱 🇫 🇩 🇷 🇪 🇦 🇲 ☆ special’s playlist
🍹 sorbet by galdive
🍹 why not me by forrest.
🍹 your soul by forrest.
🍹 looking better by jackson breit
🍹 dance the night away by twice
🍹 riptide cover by mylifeisayolk
🍹 red flavor by red velvet
🍹 i wanna be like you (electro swing sim gretina remix)
🍹 sh-boom by the chords
🍹 over the garden wall by the blasting company
🍹 you and i by ingrid michaelson
🍹 like ships by the blasting company
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🇦 🇷 🇨 🇭 🇮 🇻 🇪 ☆ special’s masterlist
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🍹 around the bonfire pt. 1
in which the reader and the fellow first years decide to do a...chilling...activity at the beach under the moonlight as it becomes later by the minute.
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🍹 you sound like the sea | malleus draconia x reader
the sea, oddly enough, reminds you of malleus.
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🇨 🇭 🇪 🇨 🇰 🇴 🇺 🇹 🇹 🇭 🇪 🇸 🇪 🇼 🇴 🇳 🇩 🇪 🇷 🇫 🇺 🇱 🇹 🇼 🇸 🇹 🇧 🇪 🇦 🇨 🇭 🇼 🇴 🇷 🇰 🇸
oc artwork by @blairisgrimsbackup4hisbackup​
floyd beach date by @twstdreams​
beauty in the summer, breezy day, s/o’s and partners going to the beach together by @serenity-wonders​
twst beach visit by @twstpasta​
*please forgive me if i missed anyone !*
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twstdreams · 1 year
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Changes to twstdreams
Hello! As you’ve noticed, there’s been quite a hiatus on this blog with sporadic posting here and there. I’ll spare you the details but my life has changed a lot since I started this blog and it continues to change even now. I’m going to try to find a more sustainable way to write and stay involved in twst but it will be a learning process. 
If I choose to no longer write, I will let you all know and simply archive this blog so no worries about it being deleted.
Current changes:
Requests are now suggestions! I will try to get to as many as possible but if I feel really stuck on a request, I will simply not write it. 
Please don’t take this personally or feel that it is my passive way of telling you not to send requests anymore. I just don’t have the capacity to write everything that comes my way and push through regardless anymore
Do not expect a quick turnaround time
No schedule as of now
Will not be writing for the manga or manga only characters (Yuuken, etc.)
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lovee-infected · 3 years
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That is such a cool cake! Happy Birthday, darling! I hope the rest of your day is just as sweet as it and you! Maybe tonight the lovely lizard will finally visit your dreams. All the best wishes! ~Twstdreams
G A S P- SENPAI??!?? I love your works hello?!?!
Omggg thank you dear! 💕💞💕 the cake was indeed sweet but not as much as you and this lovely ask!! Wish you all the best and hope you have a great day as well~ 💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚
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twistinghearts · 3 years
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Masquerade Ball
Category is: Blood Moon Ball
~They say that if you dance with someone in the light of the red moon, your fates will be intertwined. It is a night of romance and passion. Pick your partner and follow your heart~
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Sango’s Attire
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With short black gloves that have a ruffle around the wrist
Mask | Hair | Dress | Necklace
{{This was so much fun to do! I happened to off tumblr the day this was posted so I was lucky I got tagged by @raven-at-the-writing-desk and @mrsmephisto
{{ I'll tag just some blogs that I know have blog personas but I'd absolutely love to see more of these! I love love love masquerade and ball aesthetics. You don't have to follow or even pick a theme I just did because it fit what I was going to pick
Tagging: @twstdreams @twisted-interactions @twsted-caramel @jangmi-latte @panacea-wishes & @the-crows-typist
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Did anyone else watch Team Avalon’s video on a Twisted Wonderland Valentine’s Day  event? I know english dubs aren’t well liked but I just adored the video! So many new ideas!  ☆*: .。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆
So many simp feelings that I buried are coming back; I thought I was over Azul but apparently I lied to myself!!!!  (⊙_⊙;)  And Liho and twstdreams got me eyeing Lilia like 😳😳😳😳
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ira-hydrangea · 2 years
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For being so nice🎀 and cute😚, copy this to 10 other bloggers that you think are wonderful. 💗Keep the GAME going and make others feel beautiful❤️
AHHH!!! MY HEART JUST WENT-
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LET'S CONTINUE THIS GAME!!!
@nanamisflowerfield @fr0st-km @twstdreams @twstlibrary @alice-angel12x @allimili @nyxyxx @ggaz3000 @potato-simps
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Why can’t I have a normal day for once?! (Twisted Wonderland Scenario Part I)
Hello so this is the first piece I written for the Twisted Wonderland series. I tried to incorporate the game elements, where you can choose what you want to say. Also I tried my best to make it reader-insert but I feel that its a bit OC. I’ll try to make it not OC but if it becomes an OC, then I might create it and redo the stories I make. Shoutout to these accounts for inspiring me to create this and help spark some creativity:
@twstdreams
@twisted-fics
@riktorwrites
@twistedtranslations
@no-luck-styn
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So it’s another normal day (or should I say less uneventful day?), with just you and Grim. You’re finished with your classes and you were at your dorm, reviewing for Crewel’s classes because he LOVES calling on students out of nowhere when least expected. Especially as Night Raven’s only student that can’t use magic, you try your best to at least keep up with your studies. One that you don’t like being underestimated for not being able to use magic and mostly to pick up Grim’s slack.
Meanwhile, Grim is mumbling to himself, absorbed into a book. You, knowing that Grim is not the type to hit the books, you questioned him. “Grim, what are you doing?” He shushed you in response. “Hey stop distracting me, (y/n)! You’re ruining my train of thought!” You took a closer look at the book. Ancient Spells written in scripted, with slightly torn pages and a tattered cover. You raise an eyebrow,
A.  “Grim, can you even read that?”
B.  “Grim, what are you reading exactly?”
Grim give you a smug look. “Hmph! This book is a book filled with interesting yet old spells. Yes, these spells are written in an ancient language. But when you are with a genius like me, something like that isn’t a problem!” *flashbacks of Grim causing so much trouble for everyone, making MC a tired parent at this point* You decided to let it go and continue your studies. You were soon interrupted by Grim letting out a cheer. “Okay, I think got the pronunciation down! Alright, here we go!”
Unum est anima et corpus, et unus alio potest etiam ad operari simul!*
You suddenly felt light, like you were on clouds. But that moment didn’t last long. You then were hit with a weird fluffy sensation. “Grim, I don’t know what you did just now, but I hope you didn’t do anything weird again.” You realized that your voice sounds very familiar, but you couldn’t put a finger on it. “Hey, what does that supposed to mean?!” You look down at your hands, or should I say, paws?
A.  “Wait, are these paws? And fur?”
B.  “Was that my voice just now?”
You slowly look up to see yourself in front of you. You saw someone that looks really similar to you. ‘No, no…that can’t be. It must be another bad dream. Yea, that’s it. Haha…’ But no matter how you looked at it, this person looked like you, no, this person is you. “Is that…ME?!” The person jumped up, following a grumpy look on their face. “Hey! Don’t scream like that-” They froze, slowly pointing at you. “Is that…me?” You quickly tried to get up to find a mirror, but you were suddenly felt yourself being thrown up to the ceiling, hitting it pretty hard. “OW! Wha-how did I end up at the ceiling?!” You looked down to see the floor. “Am I flying?” You saw yourself run up to a nearby mirror. “Wait, why I look like you, (y/n)?.” Your face slowly displaying discomfort and worry. “Then…does that mean, we swapped bodies?”
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!”
(At this point, it is going to be confusing on who is actually talking. So I tried to put a new dialogue system. You will encounter a character’s name follow by [another character’s name]. That means that the character is speaking but since bodies are being swapped, its actually another character talking. So if I put, y/n [Grim], it means that Grim is talking but since he is in your body, so to other people it looks like you are talking. Hope this is less confusing for you!)
Grim [y/n]:
A. “Grim, explain yourself! How did we end up in this mess anyway?!”
B. “Well, you got us into this mess, how do you go about fixing this?”
y/n [Grim]: “I don’t know! I was trying to cast a spell that would give me a huge power up but somehow it made us swap our bodies!”
Grim [y/n]: *sigh* “Okay, well, first of all it would be nice if you help me get down from here. I don’t know how to get myself down exactly…”
After Grim helped you get down from the ceiling, you quickly got the book and flipped through the pages. You came across a page that described spells with different effects, sorted by what types of effects and how effective they are. Some of them ranged from love spells to curses that can last for a lifetime. You also realized why Grim can read it is because most of it is in English except for the spells that are written in the ancient language. You then saw a spell that described how it would increase one’s magic powers. The spell reads,
Animarum et corporum una est et unum alium potest etiam ad operari simul**
As you kept reading, you saw a warning that states, “If at one point the caster does not perform the spell correctly, the effects can differ depending on what the caster’s intentions are.” But then the warning seemed to have been cut off, probably due to the wear and tear of the old book.
Grim [y/n]:
A. “Grim, first of all, how did you mess up a spell like this? We just learned ancient language in Trein’s lecture in ancient magic class!”
B. “I don’t even use magic and I can tell you mess this up badly. Is this even considered a mistake at this point when you said so confidently?”
y/n [Grim]: “Okay okay, so I made a tiny mistake. You see, I was really hyped up for this. And I may have paid too attention to Trein’s class yesterday…that it kinda influence me”
Grim [y/n]:
A. “…that’s rare of you to pay attention to class”
B. “Paid too much attention huh?”
y/n [Grim]: “Okay okay, um…um…ah! I got a great idea! What if we visit Heartslabyul to talk with the upperclassmen? Maybe they can help us talk with anyone that fix this. How about it?”
Grim [y/n]:
A. “Grim, that’s a good idea! Let’s go!”
B. “Grim, for once you come up with a decent idea.”
y/n [Grim]: “Okay well, let’s hurry up and get going! We gotta get this fixed before it’s too late!”
You both run out of your dorm, hoping that this can fixed quickly by tomorrow.
Rough Translations: (these were written in Latin but please try to not take it to heart because I used Google Translate so its probably not right...)
*One’s Body and Soul shall work together to empower one another 
**One’s Bodies and Souls shall work together to empower one another
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twst-kumi · 4 years
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Three facts about you  (TWST)
I was tagged by @octavinelle-mafia. I love your OC by the way. 
I was originally for malleus but then Leona came. Only to be replaced definitely by Floyd.
I don’t play twst, i donwloaded it but since it’s in japanese, I wait for the other to translate it while cursing the developer for not making an english version.
I tried drawing Floyd but his expression was so cute that his seem more defensless than he truly are. It’s pissed me because it’s was like giving him a whole new personality.
I Tag !!!!
@ghostiebabey, @yandere-wishes, @agnellino @twstdreams, @lemontwst, @twisted-imagines, @twstpasta, @traumereis
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yandere-romanticaa · 4 years
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So, I found this cute game and I wanted to try it out 💝
Google “your name + your favorite color + aesthetic” & the first 4 (non-collage) pics make your aesthetic board.
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Ana + Pink + Aesthetic.
ACCURATE!
Tagging: @yandere-wishes, @reastrology, @sugoscurry, @twstdreams, @twst-soul
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