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[whatmakespaperwithoutitspen]

PROLOGUE 1 PART 1

AN INTERACTIVE TWISTED ONDERLAND X GN!READER FANFICTION.

You are [name] [last name]. A powerful villain stripped of their powers and sent to another world called Twisted Wonderland as a way of rehabilitation after attempting to end their world.

What is your fate? After all, everything solely relies on what actions you take as long as you trekk towards your happy ending, if it’ll even be happy in the first place.

TW: None.

You have chosen:

LIVE IN SPITE

Your chosen path has been woven.

Your choice has an effect on [name].

You scoff at the very idea of redemption demanded to you by the Gods that led you astray in the first place. How dare she? You didn’t want this new life, it was just thrusted upon you by Dawn’s hideous self-righteousness. Dying anticlimactically was better than all of this nonsensical game of angels and saints.

She wants to command you to be good? To be better? You’re already better, better than you could’ve ever been back in your Homeworld. So you’ve decided to be a petty and vanquish any thoughts of what Dawn had asked them to do once they’re in this new world. Instead, you’ll do the opposite of redeeming yourself; you’re going to become worse.

Of course, you’re not going to aim for “#1 Enemy of the entire World” again, you already did that before, it’d be redundant to go for it all over again. Besides, what you were fighting for no longer exists. No, no, all you’ll do is just sprinkle a little bit overe here and then there, nothing more or less. Like sharing your art to the world by spray painting Crowley’s portrait that sat welcomingly in his office.

The old crow deserved it, anyway! He was being irritating, cutting you off every time, going on and on about how ‘kind and benevolent’ he is, just his voice is enough to piss you off. To your ears, it sounded like nails on a chalkboard.

Let’s start from the beginning.

After your less than stellar first impression on the residents of this world—Twisted Wonderland was its name, not Wonder of Lands, Dawn can be so overdramatic—you are introduced to the place you had spawned in. Night Raven College, a notably high profile all-boys school for talented magicians all over the world. Like Dawn had said, this world has magic, but it works more differently than in your world.

Dire Crowley, Headmage of the school, attempted to magic you away since your Forte had been sealed by The Design (and you still don’t know how you can get it back), but unfortunately for him, his little mirror tricks aren’t going to work because you don’t belong anywhere in this world to begin with.

You didn’t mention coming from another world. It isn’t like Crowley specifically asked for that information to begin with, why would you share such personal information about yourself to someone?

You decided to really play into the role of  ‘lost soul’. You have a vast imagination so you came up with a simple lie—you had no memory of where you’re from and your life before you found yourself in Night Raven College, with the exception of your name. And for this, Crowley is now deemed responsible for you. Since you were technically still a student in Night Raven due to being chosen by the Dark Carriag, he decided to take you in.

And by his definition of taking in, he brings you to a rundown dorm building on campus and tells you that you’ll be living there until he knows what he should do with you and leaves before you can ask him questions or even complain. So kind of him.

If Crowley knew about Dawn’s otherworldly intervention of dropping you in this world, and it’s not the fault or an error of the Dark Carriage, he’d be less kind to such an outsider like you. It’d be worse if he knew your background.

So, you'll be referring to yourself as 'lost soul' for the time being.

After walking around the dreadful dump that is Ramshackle Dorm, you’ve decided that you’ll just set fire to Crowley’s office next time—“Mrahh!” A startled noise from the basement made you pause. What was that? Who was that? Did this miserable, rundown place really have residents? You went downstairs to check it out. What you found there was beyond what you’d expected.

Apparently, cartoonish-looking ghosts are inhabiting Ramshackle, and now, they’re terrorizing a small creature with a cat-like appearance and blue fire for ears. You say cat-like because you aren’t sure what this creature truly is, with its forked tail, and prattle that no animal from your world was capable of doing. A talking animal, what has become of your life?

“G-get back! I, the Great Grim, will not take this!!” It howled as it spat out a ball of blue fire, directed at the ghosts. But the attack had no effect, for the ghost was quick to dodge it so effortlessly as they cackled tauntingly at the creature. You sigh as you take a nearby working lantern from a furniture and lifted it towards the ghosts, “Hey,” You called their attention, “Please leave,” You said as politely as you can with gritted teeth.

“Muehehe! Or else what?” One of them snickered. One of the ghosts appeared behind you and let out a loud, “Boo!” In your ear. You turned your head and eyed them, strictly unamused. The cowering creature on the ground was surprised of your reaction, “You.. you aren’t scared?” He asked, in awe.

Oh please, you’ve seen mangled bodies and literal bloodbaths, this kid show is nothing.

“H-hah! I knew it! You ghosts are just jokes!” The creature said overconfidently, attempting to mirror you, “You can’t do nothin’ to me!” Another ghost appeared behind Grim, placing their hands abruptly on the creatures shoulder, muttering a menacing, “Boo,”

“MYAHHHH!” The creature projected another blue fireball, but once again, the ghosts dodge it. This creature really is pathetic, you almost felt pity for it, “Do something!” It called out to you, demandingly. You roll your eyes, then pause when you see Grim’s fire spreading before it was quickly put out by one of the ghosts. Your lips quirk upwards as you drop the lantern on the ground, letting it shatter.

“What are you– hyieeee!!?” The ghosts all jolted when fire started to catch onto the wood from the lantern. You point to the creature, “You, make the fire bigger,”

“WHAT!?” Both the ghosts and the creature said in disbelief. The creature shrieked, “You’re crazy, crazy I tell you! Do you want the whole dorm building to burn down?!” You narrow your eyes at him, “Just do what I say if you want these ghosts off your back,” Grim grumbled incoherently before shooting his fireballs at the raging fire building up.

“Wahhhh! Put it out, put it out!!” They frantically attempted to do so, but the fire had gotten bigger thanks to Grim’s involvement. You take a few steps back until you’re in the middle of the staircase back as you counted in your head. The door bursts open, revealing a distressed Headmage, “What is going on here!?”

“Headmage, this student of yours burned down the basement!”

“The fire is still going!”

“Expel them. Expel them!” The ghosts all circle around Crowley, who was speechlessly staring at you. You, who didn’t look guilty at all, and the you who now has the creature from before hiding behind you, “And the raccoon thing too!” One of them added, making Crowley snap out of his daze, “Raccoon?” He looks at the creature behind you

“You. I thought I already kicked you out! How are you back here?” He pointed accusingly at the creature, who jumped at the sudden attention on him before retorting, “Heck yeah, I’m back. You can’t get rid of me that easily!” He said, baring his teeth at Crowley while clinging onto your leg. So much bark, yet such little bite.

“GUUAAAAARDS—!” Crowley yelled out. You hastily picked up the creature, “But Headmage,” You get into character once more, “You can’t! This furball protected me from the ghosts. I was so scared!” The creature blinked at you, bewildered, “You were?” You nodded solemnly, “We didn’t mean to burn down the dorm, honest. So honest! Scout’s honor.” You raise three fingers, “I’m even crossing my heart,”

“Protected?” Crowley questioned. You nodded again, “I didn’t think Ramshackle would have any ghosts… please don’t kick me out on the streets, Headmage! I swear I’ll do better! I know being magicless and an amnesiac is stretching it, but I’ll work hard, I promise!!”

“Amnesiac? Magicless? Crowley!” The ghosts start to turn on Crowley with disapproval on her face. Crowley raised his hands in surrender, “Why am I suddenly put on the spot!?” He shook his hands, “Okay, okay. What about this?” He uses his magic to put out the fire. You take notice of this.

Art of Water, or whatever they call that in this world. What are the limits and strengths of their magic, you wonder?

“I’ll ask one of the dorms if they have a spare room, yes? Though you aren’t sorted, it’s better than residing in a half-burnt building,” You repress the urge to laugh to yourself, your plan has worked, “Oh I wouldn’t want to impose,” You feign for a bit. Crowley shook his head, “You won’t be imposing at all, no worries! As for the rest that is unsaid, I still have to hold a meeting among the staff and Housewardens for that.”

“Wait, what about him?” One of the younger ghosts points to Grim. Crowley clicked his tongue, “Ah, right, that,” You looked down at the creature in your arms, “He stays,”

“Really?” The creature beams up at you, but you pay no heed to it. Instead, you look right at the Headmage, “I’ve grown attached to this… to him the moment he saved my life,” You gave the Headmage the most pleading look you can muster. Crowley easily breaks, “Alright, alright. Though familiars aren’t allowed at school, I’ll make an exception for your case.”

“Hey, I’m no familiar!” Grim complained, “I don’t want to be a magicless’ student’s familiar!”

You pinch Grim, making him yelp and fall silent, not letting your smile waver. This impudent little creature is not going to make your plans fall apart with his ridiculous howling.

“This is the Hall of Mirrors,” Crowley introduced as all three of them walked into the room, “These mirrors are no ordinary mirrors. They lead to the seven dorms in this school, all modeled after the Great Seven. Do you have any memory of them?” You shake your head, “Not a problem. I’ll make sure you have extra classes to help you keep up with the basics of our history and use of magic.”

“Now, you stay here while I go in and ask the Housewardens personally if they have extra room for you. Mmkay? Stay!” You watch Crowley walk into the mirror that reads ‘Heartslabyul’, disappearing into the reflective surface. You moved from where you stood to admire the mirror doorways.

“Hey! The Headmage told us to stay right there!” Grim pointed at the entrance.

“Quiet, you,” You hissed, “Honestly, can’t you l read the room? You little shit,”

“What’s with the sudden change in attitude? You were all skittish a while ago!” Grim bats at your cheek, “You were lying, weren’t you? Why’d you do that? Hey, I’m talking to you!”

“You should be grateful I did just that,” You dropped Grim onto the floor, “If it weren’t for me, you would’ve been in that basement, scared out of your wits, ‘til the end of time. Or worse, kicked out by that stupid birdbrain,” Grim lets out a yowl of pain, “Hey!!”

“What are you anyway?”

“A prodigy, that’s what!” Grim replied, “I was supposed to be the one in that coffin, not you. Hmph! The Dark Carriage has no taste.” Grim looked up and saw you walking away, “What the, human! I’m talking here!”

You felt yourself gravitating towards the mirror, as if they beckoned you. A calling that’s not really there, an instinct, you could say. You decide to follow this instinct, thinking: I’m sure the Headmage would appreciate the exercise of running around the entire campus until he can find me. You step into the mirror, feeling the world morph around you.

You distantly hear Grim’s voice behind you, “What are you… wait! Wait for meeeeeee!!”

The mirror you two just disappeared into stilled, with it reading above: Octavinelle.

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A/N: Psst. unreliable narrator alert! dont take anything [name] says or thinks to heart and focus on what they actually do. love you guys. 🤎

[coolnonsenseworld]

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[pedaleceleste]

did they.. did Dan and Phil compare themselves to chARLIE AND NICK FROM HEARTSTOPPER????. look. I’m not one to go « omg its as if theyve already hardlaunched », I’m really not (bc as an aromantic person I rlly dont think it matters if their relationship is or is not romantic like we can value it for what it is without needing it to be labeled directly and explicitly in alloromantic-allonormative terms ANYWAY ONTO MY MAIN POINT) …

I did pause the video and stare at my wall in disbelief for a full minute though… what a time to be alive, truly.

[dynamitekansai]

wwe: Sami Zayn saved Roman Reigns, Jey and Jimmy Uso from a post match brawl… but tonight was not the way any of them wanted this to go. 😮‍💨👎

[calo-wav]

the freaking mongoose 💥

(mongoose = righteous clarity (or stubborness))

[thecherrygod]

currently thinking about when you let kim know you found out about the pale while he was gone, and that if you tell him its terrifying hes like "so trying to spare you from it was a good idea", or that if you tell him its unreal he says how a lot of things are unreal, or that if you ask him where you are he says they are in elysium, but that all of them involve him comparing the pale to water, death, and "the fact we are all stuck behind our eyes, between our ears, talking for all eternity, like every other human being". and then saying heavy topics are not his forte and acting as if he never said that. you cant just say "heavy topics are not my forte" after dropping that. both the caring and trying to protect harry, and that water, death, and having a mind is terrifying/unreal/just how the world is...

[thedreadvampy]

I really can't substantiate bc it's an ongoing situation but one of my best friends works at a formerly extremely inclusive and queer-friendly women's charity which has recently come under new management

and they told me the other day

that their 'gender interrogation' is this week (their words, not the employer's)

apparently, they and 2 other employees out of about 30-40 have been singled out and asked to say whether they self-identify as women. implicitly as a condition of continued employment.

because it's a women's charity they all already self-IDed as women when they started there for the purposes of the Equalities Act exemption on gender-specific services.

oh also as a Strange Coincidence all 3 of the staff who've been asked to reassert their gender are butch/GNC and there are femme nb people there who aren't being asked. My friend is nonbinary (but uses she/her at work), but is a dyke in Dickies and buttondowns so has to pinkie promise they're a woman in order to Protect The Women.

they're so fucking mad about it cause they're like. wild that as an afab person I have to self-ID as a woman for it to count, but self-ID means nothing for amab people (the charity has already jettisoned all its transfem staff)

and I'm just like

jesus well that's not a good sign on the Weimar Mindmap is it.

[seventh-district]

so uh. that 2.2 Special Program, huh

[blueiight]

the thing is abt rosaleen is that shes someone who loves ghastly things & sees herself as someone proximate to that (which is why the brunt of her movie is scattered dream sequences that eventually becomes ‘real’ in that she becomes a wolf + the movie ends with her being awakened to wolves breaking into her bedroom). her favorite person is her grandmother whos viewed by the village as this withering crone regaling her with ‘old wives tales’. the grandmother seeming to warn rosaleen not of the wolves , but how people are mistreated bc of the fear of them not realizing sexual abuse + the hunt is commonplace and not unique to wolves, but something in ‘men’ (the woman who married a werewolf , thought he died, then she remarried, the werewolf was alive, attacks her child, and her second husband beheads the wolf+ slaps his wife for still loving him). the only two stories rosaleen herself recites from her grandmother to her mother + the huntsman are that of outcasted women making the best of their lot — the pregnant witch who turns the nobles into wolves and makes them sing her baby songs, the shewolf who came above and chose the world below. just as rosaleen herself ‘chooses’ the world below, ‘chooses’ the werewolf who hunts over polite society. rosaleen seeing the glass infant that sheds a tear as she applies on red lipstick (and her ‘self’ in the modern world going to sleep with a full face of makeup on, how the fixtures of her tales occupy the room she lays in) and the village encountering the cow that died in childbirth… the girl died, the woman is destroyed, and the shewolf is born thru the demise of the only other she was close to (her grandmother) as she runs off with grandma’s killer away from the villagers trying to save her. the company of wolves movie came out in 1984 , adapted from the 1979 bloody chamber, and featured a werewolf who hunted wolves with a red cape + rifles, and we had a friend whos story in 1985 starts with him donning a red cape + a rifle to hunt wolves, another who suspected him of killing his brother , the only other person that understood him in this world, but ‘chose’ to become a monster with him

[devilsskettle]

i hate that this website has location based ads now like it's one thing to promote the local grocery store chain to me but i am seeing ads for my workplace now :/

[digirainebow]

Jonas essentially just shows up and Alex is like oh I hope he's friendly... And then immediately proceeds to give up her life for him and the fact that you can say something like "that was for Jonas" it's like OUUUGH SHES SO-

when her grief from losing michael makes her not only accept jonas as a sibling right away, but also makes her follow in michael's footsteps by taking jonas out somewhere just to bond and have fun but accidentally loses her life instead 😁✌

[j-esbian]

HOAs are fucking wild. you're telling me that even if i legally own this home, i still have landlord rules. who the fuck cares if i have pets in the house that i own. it's my problem to clean up after them.

and who the fuck cares!!! about the color of my curtains!!!!!!!

[bmpmp3]

more fashion dreamer pics! more Dave plus I made my OC Meena (that one of many OCs i made off a dream LOL) as a second muse! i dont have a very close hair colour for her vaguely pinky creamsicle colour i usually paint her with rn so she just has fully pink hair for the time being jhkfldskjrf also raven showed up at my showroom! and some isaac fits because they say shit like %#^[#!{%#% so i always wanna talk to them LOL

can u tell "flirty" was my favourite style in style savvy DS vhjbelkfrfe

[b4kuch1n]

Hi, I've been inspired by the composition and abstract style of your artwork for a while now, if I made an experimental art piece inspired by your composition style would you want me to credit you as an inspo? or would you just not be comfortable with me using your art as inspiration altogether? (which is fine btw, i don't wanna do smth that would make you uncomfortable)

oh sure! feel free! I don't mind at all lol

[thecherrygod]

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[beatcroc]

comic planning/roughs on the clock at work 👍 ok. this one's still a few posts out though