#Diasomnia oc

[rookonthehunt]

ooc, still twst themed though!

are people interested in an rp blog for my twst oc? His name's Ruby Fayette and he's a fallen angel (*didn't fall himself, his parents were just both already fallen) and he's a 3rd year in Diasomnia ^-^ Fayette's unique magic let's him bring his tattoo's to life here's some random ass art of him - dorm uniform + if he were to theoretically overblot

asldhfkotirhkb don't mind the change in style, i got sick of the first brush TwT

[thehuntressart]

new oc check ☑️ his name is ceres, his left eye is a prosthetic.

[nrc-hexgirl]

“It’s just a buncha Hocus Pocus~!”

A Diasomnia oc blog based on the three Sanderson Sisters from Hocus Pocus! Be warned that I haven’t read Book 7 as I’m not that far yet, so if any information is off then please tell me so I can correct it. There might be slight spoilers, as I’ve exposed myself to the basic idea of what’s going on in Book 7. However there’s a slim chance it’ll happen.

Rules

1. No NSFW asks! Mod would be uncomfortable with that

2. No Racism, Sexism, Homophobia, Transphobia, etc

3. If you’re an anon I’d appreciate it if you gave yourself a nickname or used an emoji to give yourself some identity. Otherwise Agatha might troll you and not answer it at all-

4. Have fun! Which isn’t a rule but it’s still here

Bio

Name: Agatha Anderson

Twisted from: The Sanderson Sisters(Hocus Pocus)

Dorm: Diasomnia

Age: 18

Height: 5’7

Class: 3E

Club: Science Club

U.M: I cast this Spell on you~

Once the incantation is finished, Agatha can lure up to 3 people at a time anywhere she goes with her voice. This is amplified when she sings!

Pronouns: Genderfluid

Sexuality: Queer

None of these dividers belong to me

[jasmariswonderland]

The Promise in the Cradle (Silver x OC)

Hey everyone! 

This is the first of several excerpts I’m sharing of Vidaria’s overblot au, To the Shadows She Draws Near. Because book 7 is still going on (and progressing WAY differently than I expected), it might be a while before I can complete this story in full. But these dive a little deeper into Vidi’s backstory with this first one chronicling her first meeting with Silver! 

I shared this a while back when the most recent twst en update first went live on jp. But I’ve recently made a few changes so I’m sharing it again. No content warnings (yet) but you might feel a little sad for Silver and Vidaria at the end. 😭

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As the royal squire announced their arrival, the princess kept her gaze to the ground. Following a few steps behind her father with the importance of this first meeting weighing heavily upon her young shoulders, akin to a thick velvet mantle. She stopped briefly and raised her eyes long enough to watch her father pay homage to the Knight of Dawn, who greeted him warmly. This land, after decades of war, had finally embraced peace, forging an alliance between humans and the fae of the Seelie court. Now with the birth of the Dawn Knight’s son, the time had come to solidify this alliance and assure peace between the humans and fae for generations to come. 

Upon her father’s command, the princess took a few steps forward and made a deep and respectful curtsey to the Dawn Knight and his fair queen. The feeling of countless pairs of onlooking eyes, both human and fae, tingled up her back. As approaching footsteps echoed around her, she kept her head lowered, nerves racing through her.

“At ease, child. Come closer.”

She briefly lifted her head, turning it to her father behind her. With a small kind, he urged her forward, silently encouraging her to approach the human king and queen - her future in laws. 

She laid her eyes upon the Dawn Knight for the first time, draped in shimmering white with hair blessed by sunlight. He exuded a regal presence similar to her father, but his eyes held a gentle warmth. This was her first encounter with any human and despite conflicting accounts, she sensed the goodness within him. As he took her hand, guiding her toward his queen sitting on her throne, her heart eased. The queen was a beautiful woman, fair haired with a similarly regal but gentle bearing. Around her neck was a striking ring, shaped like a crown with a radiant auroral gem in the center, hanging by a delicate gold chain. And in her arms rested a bundle in white silk – the precious newborn prince.

“Vidaria, such a lovely name,” Queen Leia rose and handed her baby to a waiting nursemaid who placed him back in his cradle. She knelt down next to Vidaria, kissing her cheek with genuine affection. “Lovely, but also strong. Perfectly befitting a future queen.”

Vidaria smiled, of course a kind human king would be wed to a kind human queen who guided her to the cradle where the infant prince lay. Her smile widened, he was asleep, though how anyone, human or fae, could be asleep on such a glorious and auspicious day was beyond her. Though she had to admit he was quite adorable, appearing no different from a baby fae save for his rounded little ears. Already bearing a resemblance to his parents with his tiny patch of golden hair upon his head. And hanging from his neck was a golden crown ring identical to the one worn by his mother and father. 

“Hello, little human prince,” she cooed. “I know you’re sleeping, but I’m very happy to meet you.”

With tender caution, Vidaria touched his hand and was surprised when the soft little grip encircled her finger. The prince began to open his eyes and their enchanting hue took Vidaria – the radiant color of the sky at dawn, inherited from his father. He focused his aurora gaze on Vidaria and she couldn’t help but wonder if he’d been aware of her presence even in his slumber. She moved her finger up and down, giggling at how he continued to hold onto it.

“How wonderful!” said the queen. “He’s already fond of you.”

Vidaria, lost in the moment, hesitated before responding. A warmth stirred within her, mingled with hope for the future. She spoke to her betrothed, her words filled with optimism.

"I hope we will be very happy together, little human prince.” As she said these words, a sweet little smile came to the infant's face, causing hers to widen as she asked, “Oh? Do you think so? Do you think we will be happy together?” 

“I’m certain you will, my dear,” Queen Leia gently tapped her shoulder to get her attention, removing the ring pendant from around her neck. “And now, with your father’s blessing, I bestow this gift.” 

Gently, she placed the pendant around Vidaria’s neck, explaining that the ring held a special magestone holding the power of three guardian fae sworn to protect the Dawn Knight and his family. And as she would soon join their family, it was only natural that she be bestowed this protection as well. 

“For the future queen of Bladevale,” she smiled. 

The ring sat perfectly at her heart and when Vidaria once again approached the prince’s cradle, their auroral magestones began to glow. The perfect symbol of the brighter path that lay ahead, not only for Vidaria and the little prince but also for their people. Sadly, little did she know, that reality would diverge from her joyful expectations. But at that moment, all Vidaria felt was the promise held in that cradle. Together, she and the little prince would forge a path toward lasting peace. And with this in mind, she believed their future marriage would be equally loving and joyous.

~~~

Diasomnia Dorm ~ Vidaria’s Room

The princess, now a young woman, stirred awake with great reluctance. Unwilling to return to reality and wishing to remain in her dreams for as long as she could. Even as she accepted the dream as being such, Vidaria’s eyes remained shut. Envisioning that day as if it were only hours ago. The ornate great hall, the kind faces of the Dawn Knight and his queen, and of course, the little human prince on whom so many had placed their hopes for the future. His sweet little face, his striking eyes, her original betrothed. 

Reality had indeed diverted from her hopes. Peace did not last and the Draconias had taken back Bladevale. The Dawn Knight and his queen had perished and it was presumed that the little prince had perished as well. And Vidaria’s crown ring, her precious betrothal gift, was lost in the chaos of the Draconia siege upon the Land of Mists. Now she lived as a political prisoner, forced to soon marry the Draconia crown prince to avoid any further bloodshed between the fae nations. Though Vidaria reconciled with her fate a long time ago, when her dreams reminded her so vividly of all she had lost, her heart couldn’t help but ache a little for what could have been in a perfect world. 

What kind of man would the little prince have become? No doubt he would be handsome like his father but would he be gentle like his mother? Would he be a warrior or a poet? Would he be scholarly or magically gifted? And would they indeed have grown to love each other and be happy as she had so dearly hoped? So many questions, so many possibilities, none of them she would ever know. 

A gentle knock mercifully pulled Vidaria away from her melancholy. “Good morning, Your Highness. Are you awake?”

The sound of Silver’s voice momentarily soothed the bittersweet sensation in her heart. Only his voice could have such an effect on her. Forcing herself to leave the comfort of her bed, Vidaria glanced over at the clock on her nightstand, realizing the limited time she had to prepare for the day. It was just as well. A long day of lessons followed by an afternoon riding in the forest with her clubmates was exactly what she needed to distract her from her darker emotions. And the emerging fancy in her heart that perhaps if the little prince had indeed survived, he would be just like her loyal Diasomnia retainer.

[iwillpolitelystealyourorgans]

sketch of my oc in her diasomnia uniform-

it’s a sketch so it’s rather messy 😅

Do pardon my anatomy, it was just meant to be a design for the clothes only-

[koebi-channnn]

Meet Lunette Rêve!

• in Diasomnia

• signature spell: dream of true love (can give people dreams)

• gives people nightmares for Science

• 17

• birthday is January 31 (aquarius)

• 2nd year

• 1/2 moth fae

• antennae

• eyes are completely black

• long wavy brown hair

• always wearing a turtleneck sweater when not in uniform

• probably autistic

• hates Crowley

• has a crush on Azul — very interested in how his mind works like a fae's, and the fact that he has dirt on Crowley

• wants to study him like a bug

• joined the board game club to get closer to him — really only good at chess and checkers

• Azul doesn't mind her because she seems pretty gullible and he figures that'll come in handy for him one day

• Idia is scared of her

• dislikes loud noises (aka Sebek)

• spacey, daydreams a lot

• very academically smart but never knows what's going on

• enneagram 5w4

• types in all lowercase

• talks formally with few contractions

• very hard to fluster

• knows French

• should not be left alone with Rook, for everyone else's sake

• wears glasses (optometrists HATE her)

• loves tea and hot chocolate

• plays piano — she'd love to duet Azul

• zero sense of personal space

• really good at flying but awful at spelldrive

last edited 10/5/24

[offorestsongs]

lil concept for the Victor Frankenstein-inspired OC i've been working on

his name is Mortimer von Albrecht and he's the saddest wettest most pathetic piece of cardboard to ever exist <3 anemic king ✌️

[elenauaurs]

Silver and Blade!!

[ramshacklerumble]

commission of kingsley tyr (my beloved) for @tixdixl

[leiyaalines]

Basic Wilmoth info 🦋

Name: Wilmoth Leifalter

Dorm: Diasomnia

Nickname(s): Wil, Moth (board game club members / Azul and Idia only), Monsieur Mite / moth (Rook)

Age: 17

Best subject: Arts

Birthday: 20th October

Class: 2D - 21

Club: Board game club

Height: 184 cm

Hobby: Writing, painting, Novel reading

Homeland: Valley of Thorns

Likes: Mystery novels, Art museums

Dislikes: His father, forgetfulness

Unique Magic: Once Upon a Nightmare

He can transfer anyone, even himself inside a novel, anyone who is transfered has to finish till the end of the story to get out, or complete a certain mission that Wilmoth himself gave to them in the setting of the story. Detailed or not the story is, its going to slowly accumulate the same amount of blot. But the longer the story is, the more blot he gets. The more people he transfers, the more blot stacks up. Only works one time in one story, cannot do it in the same book/story again. Once the person got in the story, the writings on the book will change bit by bit to match the actions of the person thats in the book, it will also write what the transfered person is thinking abt or their thoughts and feelings/emotions.

The book cannot be damaged or broken except by Wilmoth himself. He will do it if things goes too wrong, probably bcs he doesnt want to overblot before tomorrows class, or kill the person in it. He will rip one of the written pages to stop the magic. So basically the ONLY rule to stop the story is to DAMAGE the book, either by stronger magic or Wilmoth himself doing it.

Anyone who has a more powerful magic than Wil can break the book with magic.

(This is literally Edgar Allan Poe's abillity in BSD djksjdkske)

An introverted bookworm with a wide range of imagination. The moth fae is usually seen in the library or his dorm room, writing away his novels. He's very forgetful and would always lose his way around the school, looking around with a confused expression. Despite always occupying himself with dark novels and painting sceneries, he surpassed lots of students with his natural intellect. If you see him awake dead at night, please tell him to sleep and get some rest ok?

Old art and infos:

Will remake his art with the dorm uniform also

[rainesol]

(Flashback to Apollyon’s first year)

~Library, checking out books~

Apollyon: Just these two please..

Librarian: Of course. Can I have a name?

Apollyon: Oh, right.

Apollyon: It’s Apollyon. Uh, Belladonna.

Librarian: That’s certainly not.. A common name. Was it chosen by a parent?

Apollyon: Yeah, they’re big fans of…

Apollyon: Literature.

Librarian: I wonder what genre, with a name meaning ‘destroyer’..

Apollyon:

Apollyon: Ahaha.

~Diasomnia lounge~

Malleus: Oh, Apollyon. Hello again.

Apollyon: ‘Destroyer’??

Malleus:

Apollyon: Of all the names you and your little babysitter could have given me??

Malleus: You entrusted the task to us. We didn’t have much information to work from in terms of your taste.

Apollyon: I entrusted you to not make me sound like a dickhead!

Malleus: I believe it makes you sound powerful-

Apollyon: Well I’m hardly a fucking pitbull, am I??

~Apollyon storms out~

[yuuniee]

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[jasmariswonderland]

Hihi!! For the TWST oc asks:

How protective of their food are they? Is there a reason why, besides instinct/hunger? Or are they more likely to share food?

What's your OC's aesthetic outside of school affiliated clothing?

For any of yours!! Thank you!!

TWST OC Asks Here

(Since no oc was specified, I went back to my handy dandy wheel of fortune! ^_^)

How protective of their food are they? Is there a reason why, besides instinct/hunger? Or are they more likely to share food?

Vidaria is extremely protective of her food for the simple fact that she has fears of her food being poisoned that are not unfounded. She only eats what's prepared by either herself or people she knows closely and even then won't let anyone eat anything that's meant for her. There was one unfortunate incident back in Briar Valley where Heloise almost ate from a batch of cookies baked for Vidaria's birthday. Lilia took one and realized that they had been baked with a sleep potion laced in the batter by a servant secretly working for the Cheriths.

What's your OC's aesthetic outside of school affiliated clothing?

Answer under the cut! 💚

Vidaria's aesthetic outside school is dark, elegant and very regal. In the Draconia court, her clothing has a royal vibe but is somewhat dated and fantastical since Briar Valley is still very much stuck in time. As Vidaria has gotten closer to Iman and learns more about modern fashion, her aesthetic changes to be more EGL/kurololi.

[labyrinthinehallow]

Star Shower —

Hi guys:-)! Emanuel art! It kind of goes along with a piece of Nul, which is so cute and fun. ^_^ I’m going to start posting regularly here instead of Instagram because Instagram is scary and awful and nightmarish. Alas, here’s my little dude! Emanuel is in Diasomnia, though he finds himself often overwhelmed by Night Raven as a campus altogether, much less his dorm. I figured I’d say since he doesn’t have his uniform here!:-) he’s based on Edward from Edward Scissorhands (and my super fun silly friend Cater made an oc based on Kim & they are so joyous and whimsical!)

++ here’s the piece of Nul I did awhile ago that matches this one in a way. I love these little guys.. hooray!!

[twsted-tales]

Twisted Wonderland OC

Name: Regis Ayhan

Birthday: December 31rst "This is actually true! Thank goodness they made it a holiday."

"Everyone wants Immortality til they get their wish, and when they get it...well, it's pretty boring."

Other Names: King Ayhan(Malleus), Regi(Lilia), Sea Jelly(Floyd)

Age: 18

Real Age: ??? "Oh, that's not good. Seems I forgot...hm, let's say 500 to be safe."

Zodiac: Capricorn ♑

Height: 5'8"(173cm)

Dominant Hand: Left

Homeland: Republic of the Waning Moon(Formerly Kingdom)

School BIO:

Grade: Junior(Third Year)

Least Favorite Food: Lilia's cooking

Class: Class E (No. 31)

Club: Pop Music Club

Best Subject: Ancient Curses

Preferences:

Hobbies: Traveling, Cooking, playing music

Pet Peeves: Given responsibilities he doesn't want.

Favorite Food: Lamb Chops

Talents: ordering people around

Appearance:

Regis is a young man with dark brown skin and old tired looking golden eyes framed with green eye-liner on the bottom. Without the make up Regis appears to sport a pair of dark circles under his eyes. But even so, those who meet his gaze say his eyes are old. Feeling as of they're staring deep into a sea of work down gold.

Wrapped around his heart shaped face is a mop of white dreadlocks that poke out from Regis' headscarf.

Speaking of which, said scarf is silky to the touch and has been painstakingly embroidered with golden lining all across it's fabric. If you were to ask the student why he wears it, his answer is, "It's a family heirloom, don't worry about it." But no matter how nonchalant he tries to be, or flippant he tries to make his tone, Regis' voice turns brittle and heavy. Sounding as if he's one word from breaking as he speaks. Whatever the history of this scarf is, it holds a special place in Regis' heart

Beyond that, Regis' clothes are the same as any other Diasomnia student. Blazer, and neon green vest and all.

Personality:

Regis is a very calm, kind, and wise person to all the students he meets. Often giving advice or helping people he sees needing help if the mood suits him. On a few occasions Regis can be playful and teasing to the other students. Playfully calling them youngins, or convincing them that as punishment for messing something up they have to eat Lilia's cooking.

Overall, Regis is an easy going man who makes the best of a situation. But when he is annoyed or angered, he becomes sharp with his words, and blunt with his actions. Often seeming like a king off to give a verdict whenever his ire is aimed at someone. As if the student before him has mere seconds to give him a reason for their foolishness before the execution comes.

Background:

Regis is not his true name, if not for his kingdom he would've forgotten it a long time ago. No, instead of being just a simple student, Regis is an ancient immortal king who fought in the Fae Human war. Going out for revenge for what Melleanor had done to his family. Killing his parents when he was a child and in turn, at 10 years old, King Ayhan was born.

So after years and years of fighting with the fae and gaining a rivalry with a certain general, Regis finally gained his goal. He finally slayed the dragon that took everything from him so long ago. Finally, he could have peace, finally he could rest, and just rule his kingdom until his dying days with his best friend at his side as queen.

But then again, how can ashes be a queen? During the battle, or maybe before, he can't remember now. But as some oint during the last days of the war, Regis lost his one and only best friend. And with them, he also lost his mortality. He didn't age, no damage could kill him, no magic could strike him dead or remove this curse. Essentially, he was immortal. And in his mind, no longer human. Instead, he's just a relic of a bygone age that should've been put in the dirt a long, long time ago.

Trivia:

Some song lyrics that fits Regis

"And now I'm so far gone, can you change my name, can you replace my pain?"

- This fits how he is as a student. In NRC he can pretend to be another person. He can pretend to be a regular kid again, he can be human again. In a way replacing his pain. But in the end it's still a part of him. Yes he's accepted it now, but that doesn't mean it's easier.

"There's nothing left to say, just let me fade away!"

-This gives me an idea for Regis' dream world. Like maybe instead of a fleshed out dream world they just see an almost endless abyss as they fall for what seems like forever until they meet a tired and. Decrepit Regis that looks so done with everything. He's caked in blot from the monster that lulls them all into a deeper sleep cause to him it's the closest thing he'll have to a rest. But even with this he can't fade away fully.

"I know this won't be my last time, I'm losing sight. Why can't I get out? Why am I still here? Why can't I move on? Why am I still here?"

-This fits Regis during his first few decades of being immortal because he's just seeing everyone he knew amd loved die one after another and he's still there. Just living.

Lilia is his Queen actually. He married the old bat and he is his Queen. Though since the kingdom is a constitutional monarchy now, they really don't have many royal duties.

He loves writing music for the pop music club and him and Lilia compete for who's gonna be be the lead singer for each song. In a way reliving their youth in a much lighter way.

Regis means king

Ayhan means king of the moon, it's his actual family name. And it's one part of himself he never forgets.

[seabunnieart]

summon: " I've never celebrated one of these birthdays before-- so I'm excited to see what it's all about. "

my oc's bday is on nov. 18th... better early than late. ( uahhhghghh im actually obsessed w/ his name patch )