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💕💥HAPPY BIRTHDAY IDIA💥💀

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Idia Shroud: The Daily Grind

Oooh, his limited-edition shirt (from a live performance, implying he actually may have attended a concert in-person??) has the Fates on it! Idia also talks about getting birthday messages from his mobile games… True Gamer rep... though I cannot forgive him using an all-in-one cream for his face don’t let Vil hear—

THAT GROOVY IS TAINTED 😭 The less I say about it, the better…

Rise and Shine!

Idia Shroud lived by numbers. Measurements, code, games. They were dependable things, easily controlled and predictable, unlike the fleshy meat sacks called humans. The most improbable creatures of all.

The luck of the draw had been unkind to him this year. A test ("In person attendance is required, Shroud," Trein had told him sternly), on his birthday! If a higher being existed out there, Idia was certain he was their least favorite child.

Touching grass? Tch, so annoying.

Idia drew out a ragged groan and rolled his neck, which still ached from having slept upright in his gaming chair. Clasped in his hands was a rectangle, its screen glowing as one of his many mobile games booted up. He had a list to run through, missions to complete--all a part of his routine.

Another day. Better do my dailies before heading out.

He sighed.

A familiar home screen unfolded before his eyes. It was a lounge, newly refurbished and dipped in a neon glow. Balloons clouded the ceiling, banners and streamers were strung up, confetti dusting the floors. Jewel-colored flowers in crystal vases and sumptuous dishes crowded the avaliable space on tables. On special occasions, the background was automatically decorated in honor of the holidays.

A grinning anime girl faded in. She was dressed in a fluffy cloak and hat, keeping her cozy for the winter season. This particular version of her was a SSR he had dumped money into to max out (no expense spared for the best girl).

"Happy birthday, Gloomurai!" she chirped, parroting the same phrase that she did to all players once a year. "Geez, did you sleep in again? Wakey, wakey! How are you going to enjoy your birthday if you're only half-awake for all of it? ... Wh-What? You're wondering if I prepared anything for you? Don't be stupid. I-It's not like... I... like you or anything..."

"Hihihihi... Aaaah, the way she runs hot and cold is so cute, just the best! This is peak content!" Idia chuckled to himself. Here, in the comfort of his private quarters.

Beep, beep, beep!

Idia yelped and leapt up in his seat, nearly dropped his phone. He squinted at the blinking envelope icon that had overtaken the screen.

"... What? A new message?"

Who's it from? I-I don't talk to any of my classmates enough for them to contact me out of the blue like this... C-Could it be Riddle-shi shouting at me to attend the next dorm leader meeting?

Idia cautiously opened the message. He winced as he braced himself for the redhead's shouting (all caps) from the other end.

A cheerful jingled played, followed by pixelated fireworks popping off. Ortho exploded forth from the envelope with a giggle, the words HAPPY BIRTHDAY blinking on either side of him. The video message began to roll.

"Gooood morning, nii-san!" his little brother cried. "Did you get a good night's sleep? I hope so, because you'll need all that energy for your exam--and your birthday party afterwards!"

"B-Birthday party? When did I agree to attend that...?" Idia mumbled, running a hand through his fiery hair.

The prerecorded Ortho continued. "But I know you. You're probably thinking, 'Birthday party? When did I agree to attend that...?' ... Right?"

H-He got me nailed word for word!!

"We can't have you shut away in your bedroom as soon as you're done with that test! So to make sure you don't try and squirm out of socializing, I've recruited a guest character for an escort mission to your class and then to the birthday party afterwards. They'll be by to pick you up at 7:30 am. See you then, nii-san!"

Ortho waved farewell before he blipped out of existence. Idia sprung out of his gaming chair, slick with sweat from a freshly sprung, anxiety-induced leak. He stared at his phone in disbelief, his eyes wide and bugged out.

"D-Did I... Did I hear that message right?! S-Someone's coming to escort me to class?! But the time right now is…!!”

Knock, knock, knock!

“E-Eeeep!!”

This time, he did drop his phone. Its fall was cushioned by the mountain of cardboard boxes, opened chip bags, and volumes of manga loitering on the floor. The impact restarted the video message: “Gooood morning, nii-san! Did you have a good night’s sleep?”

“Idia-senpai?” a voice called out, joining Ortho’s. Your voice. “Are you there? I’m here to grab you for class.”

Th-Them?! He turned paler than Death, even as his cheeks and the tips of his hair burned bright pink. Why… wh-why did Ortho have to choose THEM for this?!

“H-Hold on a minute!” Idia called out.

He crumpled to his knees and gathered as much of his junk as he could, shoveling it into convenient hiding places to create the illusion of tidiness. His closet, under his bed, empty boxes and bookshelf space.

“How much longer?” you asked worriedly from the other side of the door. “You might be late at this rate—and you know how Professor Trein can be about tardiness.”

“A-Almost…!!”

Idia grabbed his phone and got back up, glancing at himself in the reflection of his monitor. His bangs had gone awry, covering one eye in cobalt bangs. He hurriedly brushed them away, trying to get his hair to behave as best he could, then attempted to straighten out the creases in his pajamas.

Screw the school uniform. There was no time left to make himself any more presentable than this. He’d have to deal with the disapproving shake of his teacher’s head when he slumped in. If was preferable to keeping you waiting.

His temperature spiked again. Pink became red. He waved frantic hands at his hair, urging them to cool off back to blue.

Calm down. C-Calm down, you’ve got this!! You’ve played so many dating sims, summon that main character charm!

But in real life, there were no clearly defined routes to head on. No dialogue options to choose or love flags to trip. No resets, should he fail miserably. He was left on his own to fumble through social interactions—and their consequences.

He shambled over to his door and, swallowing hard, cracked it open. A sliver of light poured in from the outside, along with your smiling face. He was a monster crammed into a gap, and you were his savior.

“There you are!”

Idia tried to picture a brazen male lead. The sort of guy that leaned against doorframes with a cocky smirk and casually went, “Hey, you.”

Nope, nope, nope!!! WAY too cringe! I-I can’t say that like I'm a confident alpha dudebro…! I can’t…!!

Idia froze, his mind defaulting to a 404 error. Even his heart seemed to stop, seized by clawing panic.

“H-Hey,” he said meekly.

"Happy birthday, Idia-senpai.” You blinked, slowly taking him in. "Did you sleep in again?"

E-Eh…? What is this weird sense of deja vu? They sound almost exactly like the birthday login lines from earlier... e-except it's a real person this time, not a fictional character...

The pace of his heartbeat quickened.

S-Something’s wrong with me. Th-This reaction’s definitely not normal!!

He flushed again, fervid as a flame. Short circuiting, overheating.

“Er… Idia-senpai? Are you feeling okay? Your hair, it’s going haywire, shifting colors like a lava lamp,” you vaguely gestured. “And you’re still in your pajamas. You hardly look ready to leave your room."

“I-I’m fine!” he squeaked. “I wasn’t expecting a guest, s-so… I didn’t prepare to receive… any... one…” Idia trailed off.

"Hehe. How are you going to enjoy your birthday if you're only half-awake for all of it?" You extended a hand to him. "Come on, it’s time to wake up.”

Just like the greeting from the mobile game.

Idia shyly ducked behind his door, hiding his burning face.

Is this a dream? If it is, I don't know if I want to wake up from it.

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This absolute loser (affectionate)

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"Yuu, do you think we'll be together in every universe...?"

"Every universe, except this one"

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twst the comic: episode of scarabia announcement

Scarabia is slated to begin serialization in late February (the 27th!) 2025!

You know what that means… new year, new Yuu! 👀

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idia tsum in a box

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I wonder how terrifying the first weeks of Idia and (robot) Orthos existence must have been.

Imagine building this machine with your lost brother's voice, face etc. But this machine gradually learns, and it only came into existence mere moments ago. So far only reproducing information it has been given. It has his voice and face, but it's manner of speaking and emoting is stiff. It's uncanny. They cannot hug like they used to. It feels wrong to feel cold metal around you when you expected a warm embrace. It can only watch or run analytics on you, while you hysterically cry whenever you are confronted with the fact that your brother is truly gone and this machine, despite years of work, will never replace him. It has all of his features, but it is not your brother and it will never be him. You are stuck between hating it for what it isn't, and longing for closeness because it has your brothers face and memories.

Imagine experiencing life for the first time, with implemented memories, that aren't your own. Of a boy you have never known, who no longer exists. Now having to look after a boy who is absolutely horrified at what you are but also in need of comfort that you are not able to give him. His reactions are unreasonable and erratic, because you do not understand the concept of mourning and guilt yet. There is nothing you can do for him, yet it is your purpose, your responsibility to be an object of comfort. You can hold him, you can talk to him, you have learned that these actions are meant to be comforting, but you don't understand then yet. but it isn't enough. You are a replacement with no identity of your own besides the memory of someone long gone, but no matter how far advanced you will become, you will never be able to perfect his brother's image. You are a machine who will never be able to fulfill the only task it was built for.

They are both confused, isolated, lost, not being able to comprehend their situation. Stuck in a perpetual cycle of trying to bond and staying away from eachother.

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the leech parents :>

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HOW CAN HE BE HANDSOME AND CUTE AT THE SAME TIME!?!? HELP!!!

Yeah, I died of happiness yaay

THANK GOODNESS that I've been saving since August for his card and I'm so ready to get him (plus his Birthday boy and Union Jacket cards)

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this is the moment that broke me

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I made a frutiger aero-inspired Ortho because I think we should bring that aesthetic back

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UN-TWSTS YOUR WONDERLAND, IGNIHYDE SPRITES REDRAW

UN-TWSTS YOUR WONDERLAND, the AU where everything's the same but the TWST boys appear as their Disney counterparts! This time featuring Hades and . . . Baymax?!

[Pomefiore Sprites Redraw] [Diasomnia Sprites - CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE] [More of the UN-TWST AU] [Art Masterlist]

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Disney Castle Architecture Appreciation: Part 1: Beast’s Castle

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we're a villain school, of course we got a pocket sized version of our family.

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UN-TWSTS YOUR WONDERLAND, POMEFIORE SPRITES REDRAW

UN-TWSTS YOUR WONDERLAND, the AU where everything's the same but the TWST boys appear as their Disney counterparts! This time featuring the Evil Queen, the Huntsman and the Poison Apple!

[Scarabia Sprites Redraw] [Ignihyde Sprites - CURRENTLY UNAVAILABLE] [More of the UN-TWST AU] [Art Masterlist]

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UN-TWSTS YOUR WONDERLAND, SCARABIA SPRITES REDRAW

UN-TWSTS YOUR WONDERLAND, the AU where everything's the same but the TWST boys appear as their Disney counterparts!

[Octavinelle Sprites] [Pomefiore Sprites]

[More of the UN-TWST AU] [Art Masterlist]