#Epel Felmier Cos

[7nuh]

WAS IT 'CASUAL' WHEN...? — TWST 1ST YEARS

Headcanons on the 'casual' things you do with him that made him wish that there was something more between you.

CW 𓂃 sfw, gn!reader, reader is implied to fit in Deuce's clothes in his part, pining

CHARAS 𓂃 Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Jack Howl, Epel Felmier, and Sebek Zigvolt

AN 𓂃 mostly* edited now 😎👍

ACE TRAPPOLA — you slept in the same bed?

Ramshackle isn't exactly known for having the best facilities or furniture, and that is a fact Ace has to make peace with whenever he gets kicked out by Riddle. It's always a little too chilly at night and the floors still creak beneath his feet. Even with a makeover, half of the beds are broken and that stiff couch downstairs is your next best bet at getting some semblance of sleep.

You insisted you really didn't mind sharing a bed at all and Ace took you up on your offer. In his words, "if you say so then!" Just create an invisible partition down the middle and the two of you should be fine. Sure, yeah, that'll be infinitely more comfortable than the couch, and Ace absolutely agrees. He repeats the thought to himself over and over again— this is supposedly the better alternative, isn't it?

Yeah, totally. He tries to convince himself that it's really not a big deal for him to be inches away from you at night and feel your warmth spreading through the sheets. God, you'd think he's a weirdo if you woke up and caught him staring right now, but he could always twist it into a dumb joke about your sleeping face looking like an ogre. Consequently, he would have to watch your face twist in annoyance and pretend he wasn't watching every rise and fall of your chest. He would rather lose his magic entirely than admit the ugly truth and make himself vulnerable to you.

Ace does realize he's being embarrassingly sappy and romantic, and he's disgusted at himself for these thoughts, but he can't help it. He can't change the fact your lips look so soft and your eyelashes are so pretty. This is freaking him out so much more than it should. Does this really mean nothing to you? Do really only see him as a friend? Fine, then the two of you are just friends sharing a bed then!

It's really nothing! Ace was the one who joked about it months ago, after all. But things (and his feelings) have changed and he cannot ignore that. Back then it wouldn't have been such a big deal, but now it is and he cannot calm his heart down no matter how hard he tries.

You're right there. It's not the first time he had to share a bed with someone but it's different now because it's you. He did the math and the two of you are only 10 inches apart. Ace almost reaches for you in his weakest moment until he remembers that the two of you are supposedly just two friends sharing a bed. You're doing him a favor by sheltering him for the night, that's all.

Ace retracts his hand right away at the very last second. He might have as well taken the goddamn couch (lest either of you wake up in each other's arms).

DEUCE SPADE — he lent his clothes?

You came here with next to nothing. You had exactly one change of clothes and pocket lint for change, so Deuce, being the righteous and honorable student that he is, decided to lend you some of his clothes for the meantime. It's what a good friend would do! It's a temporary arrangement that would last only until Crowley spares enough change for you to buy another set of uniforms.

But this arrangement drags on for so long even when you have a functional closet and multiple sets of better-fitting clothes. Deuce never really noticed until recently that a third of your (albeit very limited) wardrobe actually belongs to him. But whenever you tug on his sleeves for his latest sweater, he doesn't have the heart to tell you no.

When he went home during break, his mom even noticed that certain sweaters and shirts had gone missing. "I left them at the college," he tells her as to not worry her. It's technically the truth— it's back with you in the college (and you're probably wearing them right now; the mental image is enough to fluster him all of the sudden when it never did before). He has to get them back eventually since those clothes are his. He's sure you wouldn't mind? Right?

Simply asking for them back is the difficult part for Deuce. You're there in front of him wearing one of his older shirts that fit snugly around your figure and he's at a loss for words. It's worn down and outright hideous as hell but the very first thought that comes to mind is that you look good in it.

Ah, yeah. You walk around campus on non-school days wearing his clothes 1/3rd of the time and nobody else knows that those jackets and shirts and sweaters and button-ups are all his. You make even the ugliest ones look good, or maybe it's because you're the wearer and you always looked good to him? Do his eyes need to be checked...? Deuce is tortured by these thoughts while merrily go about your day. You're laughing at something stupid that Grim said and he can't hear anything else. There's a fight in the courtyard but he can't see anything else. There's a midterm tomorrow but he can't think of anything else. You're too distracting.

When you finally do remember to return a shirt or two, Deuce tells you there's really no need to return them. He insists that they're better off with you, but you laugh and remind him that you're no longer the same pathetic charity case you were at the start of the year.

The truth is, your scent still lingers on recently returned shirts. It's the closest he'll get to being skin-to-skin with you, and Deuce is supposed to ignore that but he cannot. Or maybe he's the only one making this weird for the two of you because it doesn't seem to bother you in the slightest (and he's bothered by that).

But when Deuce looks at the recently returned shirts in his hands, he hopes he has a chance. He hopes you think of him as much as he thinks of you. He hopes the odds of him not actually liking you after all make your guts churn and set butterflies in your chest at the same time. He hopes he isn't the only one yearning for used shirts, lingering scents, and ghost touches. But at the same time, you've only ever asked these kinds of favors from him... Deuce doesn't want to assume anything, but a blush creeps upon his cheeks all the same and he continues to hope for more.

JACK HOWL — you played with his ears and tail?

Beastmen weren't a thing back in your world, so seeing them regularly made you morbidly curious about their animalistic features. Jack was easily the best candidate to satisfy your intrusive thoughts because just who else could you ask about this? Leona wasn't exactly an option and Ruggie might rope you into some scheme of his. And Jack owed you a favor, after all, so this is what you decided to ask of him.

Jack's ears twitched— did he hear you correctly? His face scrunches up in confusion because you barely knew each other for you to be asking something like this. How could you ask something so personal from him? It's in your innocently eager expression that he realizes what's going on... you just didn't know. Fine, it should mean nothing to you and thus he agrees to let you pet his tail and ears for five seconds. Maximum.

It's supposed to be a one time thing but he finds him involuntarily offering up his tail whenever you look him like that. He's not even sure how it got to this point. After all, there are romantic connotations of having your tail petted by someone else and... nevermind. Ruggie and Leona have started simultaneously teasing him over it the very moment they caught wind of this peculiar arrangement. It doesn't help that Jack's tail is particularly sensitive and reactive, but he keeps a straight face no matter how much it embarrasses him.

Jack doesn't understand why you're so fascinated by his tail and ears because there are so many others just like him. However, he supposes it's not an entirely terrible feeling, though, to have your fingers absentmindedly rake across his tail and hair as the two of you study. It's relaxing, even, but he won't tell you that. Jack will never tell you that it gives him goosebumps all over and makes him shiver whenever you play with his tail. Or that he's begun wondering what it would be like to have your hands elsewhere, or for him to touch you in similar ways in return.

He doesn't understand why he craves your company but doesn't question it either. All he knows is that your hands are so soft and gentle and that he likes the way the corner of your eyes crinkle when you smile in satisfaction. And when you hum a soft tune as the gap between the two of you closes, he wonders if he's the only one feeling this tension.

"Again?" Jack huffs. The pretext of this being a silly favor has been long forgotten. He should probably tell you soon that you shouldn't be doing this, but you just look so pleased with yourself when the two of settle down in a lesser-known corner of the library. The routine persists, the cycle continues. Hours later, the both of you have gone through multiple bags of chips, two movies on his laptop, and his tail is now comfortably curled around your abdomen as you read a book and he tends to his beloved cactus.

Again? Jack silently asks himself whenever he sees your face in a crowd. Could the two of you spend hours in a comfortable silence while the unsaid implications haunt him? He's started to ask himself— were you just playing dumb at this point or just plain stupid? Or what if you had known all along and the two of you were just dancing around it?

EPEL FELMIER — you kissed him?

Epel eventually learns to use the way others perceive him to his advantage; there's strength in appearing to be weak and striking when the iron is hot. Still, he couldn't help but wish to be seen for his talents and strength instead of his beauty at the first glance. The first assumption everyone makes of him, for god's sake, is that he's a fragile little thing from a rich family, and, quite frankly, he's sick of it.

So he's secretly delighted when none of his charms worked on you and you yank him by the ear for even attempting. A few curse words and rough shoves later, both of you are on the floor, grappling and wrestling against each other. The two of you are laughing so hard and swearing so loudly that you'll probably wake up the rest of Pomefiore at this rate, but neither of you care. It's just the two of you right now grasping at each other like your life depended on it.

It's a nice change of pace to be openly exchanging insults instead of restraining himself. He enjoys the comfortable rhythm the two of you share— from all the brawls and the bantering and the hugs and to the kisses on the cheek. Yes, kisses. They started as simple thank you's after a few favors here and there, and just one of them is enough to make a mess out of Epel for weeks. Better yet, you only seem to be showering him with more and more of your attention and he relishes in it.

Ah, things are finally working out for him! He found someone he could confide in and he's sure that there's a spark between the two of you. By the end of the year, he might have someone to bring home and brag about to his relatives—

All the momentum halts when he sees you across the hall granting the rest of your friends the same levels of affection. From all the brawls to the bantering to the hugs and the kisses, none of those were ever solely his to take delight upon. It doesn't matter that he opened up to you about all his fears and insecurities because he was never special. You were just the kind of person who got along and felt comfortable with everyone around you, but Epel hates that he has no one to blame but himself. He willingly walked your warmth but it was never his to take.

It finally dawns upon him that you have never seen him in a romantic light and that was why you were so comfortable around him. In retrospect, the bond you two shared was more sibling-like than anything— and believe him when he says he's incredibly grateful that the two of you were that close —but it doesn't make it hurt any less to know that your affections never carried any romantic intentions after he had pinned for you for so long.

Even when he takes a step back, you're cruel in a roundabout way by continuing to be so kind and loving towards him. How was Epel supposed to make sense of your relationship after realizing he misunderstood you...?

And he also hates to admit this, but his self-confidence takes a huge blow from this. Epel genuinely thought he could be loved for who he was based on the time you spent together. It gnaws at him and eats him alive to finally know the truth, and sometimes he wishes he never found out at all.

SEBEK ZIGVOLT — you wrote him love letters?

So, Sebek asked (demanded) to be penpals...

It's all because Lilia told him it would be a good exercise of diplomacy, he insisted. As the young master's bodyguard, he will have to be as courteous as possible even in unpleasant company. He also rationalized, admittedly partly because of you, that forging bonds with magicless humans may be a worthwhile endeavor after all! It's all rather suspicious (and you suspect his real intentions have something to do with your friendship with Malleus), but Sebek has never been one to lie about his intentions. If anything, the popular opinion was that he's a little too honest and should learn a thing or two about holding back.

There's something very unconventional in sending handwritten letters in this day and age of modern technology, but also something very romantic and fantastical— much like the many fictional knights he had read about. It helps a lot that he's not directly confronted by the fact you are very much a magicless human who shouldn't be in NRC whenever he spills out his heart's contents unto multiple pages. It was a way for him to release his frustrations, celebrate his achievements, and talk about the dull, little things thats happened in his day-to-day life to someone who listened.

And listen you did. Turns out, when you're not subjected to his 1000 decibel shouting, Sebek is a rather earnest guy who worked hard and acknowledged others who also worked equally as hard no matter their disposition. To say the least, you understand why Lilia found it so entertaining to tease him.

It completely flies over his head that you had been flirting with him for months through these letters. Your everyday interactions with each other had been completely normal, so how was he supposed to notice?! It takes multiple rereads and many late-night discussions with the other Diasomnia dormers to decode and understand all the double entendres and hidden 'i love you's' in each and every letter. It was so needlessly difficult, but Lilia laughs in his face and pats him at the back for a job well-done.

"There's no way," he thinks to himself late at night and finds himself doubting Lilia's claims for once. But when Sebek steals a glance in your direction and you smile back in return, he's never felt weaker in his knees. You're absolutely and undeniably magic-less... but somehow you had casted a spell that made his chest tighten and shut him up. He hadn't even realized how much time he was spending with you and thinking about you when he wasn't.

Except nothing has changed in-person. You're acting like you hadn't meticulously hidden your affections for him in those letters, and he was starting to seriously doubt all of it. Yeah, were you event smart enough to pull off all that? As some magic-less human?

Actually... Sebek realizes that you are capable of outsmarting him after getting to know you much better through those letters. He's never been one to deny where credit it was due. Now, Sebek's just deeply ashamed that he failed to accurately assess your character before making judgements based on superficial traits. He knows better than anyone that you're witty, charming, brave, kind, beautiful, ambitious—

Oh no.

Oh no.

Sebek simply explodes on the spot once he realizes that he had been oblivious to his own feelings for you too. He had thoroughly examined every aspect of this conundrum except from within. Quite embarrassing from an esteemed knight of the prince of nocturnal fae to be this slow, really.

[deezee112]

Concept twst AU Squid Game

( Before you guys read this, let me tell you that English is not my first language. If I type something wrong, you can tell me and I will fix it. )

P.S. MC is clearly written as a woman, height, history, and personality, but does not specify physical appearance.

GN!MC

First of all, this AU takes place in a timeline before MC enters the twst world, so I think it would be interesting that before MC meets them in the twst world, MC meets them in the real world first.

And another interesting thing for me is that in the world of twst, they are rich, have a good status, and have a stable job. But in the real world, they have a lot of debt and are poor. (ruggie is still as poor as ever)

I think when MC came to play this game, it was because of the debt he had, maybe from his family or whatever he wanted.

But I think MC has some history similar to 120 (I can't remember her name) that she used to be a special forces soldier So I think she might be several times taller than the average woman, maybe over 180, and might have a figure similar to a man.

And in this AU, Grim and ortho are humans, so I guess they also have debts.

I think this game timeline can be viewed in two ways as part 1 or part 2. So you can imagine that you are in part 1 or part 2.

And of course as I said MC is number 456.

And here are the debts they probably have ( me and my friend discussed this And I randomize the numbers so most of the numbers I randomize.).

Riddle Rosehearts

Player : 101

Debt : Financial ruin after trying to uphold impossible standards as a perfectionist lawyer.

Trey Clover

Player : 277

Debt : Financial ruin after trying to uphold impossible standards as a perfectionist lawyer.

Cater Diamond

Player : 345

Debt : Overspending on his fake social media persona left him bankrupt.

Ace Trappola

Player : 089

Debt : Lost everything gambling after being scammed by friends.

Deuce Spade

Player : 112

Debt : His desire to help his struggling family led him to loan sharks.

Leona Kingscholar

Player : 150

Debt : Reckless spending and failed investments drained his family’s fortune.

Ruggie Bucchi

Player : 223

Debt : Grew up in poverty and borrowed money to support his family but fell deeper into debt.

Jack Howl

Player : 309

Debt : Took on debts to pay for college but was unable to keep up with payments.

Azul Ashengrotto

Player : 175

Debt : His once-successful luxury food business collapsed under competition, leaving him with unpaid loans.

Jade Leech

Player : 051

Debt : Co-signed Azul’s loans and got dragged into the fallout.

Floyd Leech

Player : 052

Debt : Recklessly spent money on gambling and lost big.

Kalim Al-Asim

Player : 304

Debt : His once-wealthy family was conned out of their fortune, leaving him penniless.

Jamil Viper

Player : 174

Debt : Took on Kalim’s debts to protect him but is bitter about the situation.

Vil Schoenheit

Player : 091

Debt : Fell from fame due to scandals and lawsuits, losing everything.

Epel Felmier

Player : 333

Debt : Family farm went bankrupt, and he took on loans to try saving it.

Rook Hunt

Player : 404

Debt : Spent exorbitant amounts pursuing his artistic hobbies, leading to financial ruin.

Idia Shroud

Player : 012

Debt : Crippling gambling addiction tied to his love of online games.

Ortho Shroud (Human)

Player : 102

Debt : Ortho’s debt stems from medical bills, failed technological projects, and personal loans that he took out to try and keep his family business alive after their passing. These debts were exacerbated by his desperation

Malleus Draconia

Player : 065

Debt : Lost his family fortune due to mysterious circumstances, now a recluse.

Lilia Vanrouge

Player : 184

Debt : Took on debts trying to help others but was betrayed

Silver

Player : 217

Debt : Inherited debt from his family, despite trying to live modestly.

Sebek zigvolt

Player : 324

Debt : He owes a large sum of money to a powerful group that used his debts to manipulate and control him.

y/n

Player : 456

Debt : No personal debt but Need money to pay off family debts

Grim (Human)

Player : 067

Debt : Gambling addiction left him deeply in debt after losing his family’s inheritance

Che'nya

Player : 297

Debt : A combination of gambling debts and reckless investments in travel and lifestyle.

Neige LeBlanche

Player : 209

Debt : His extravagant lifestyle, including luxury purchases and costly beauty treatments, left him in crippling debt after his fame faded.

Rollo Flamme

Player : 315

Debt : Lost his fortune after an unsuccessful business venture in the entertainment industry, now trying to regain his family’s lost wealth.

Ernesto Foulworth

Player : 234

Debt : A high-stakes gambler with an obsession with luxury cars and expensive hobbies. His addiction led to his financial downfall.

Skully J Graves

Player : 103

Debt : A failed actor with mountains of debt after gambling away his small inheritance. His pursuit of fame turned into an obsession with keeping up appearances.

Imagine MC playing Six-Legged Pentathlon with Azul.

[pandoa]

every piercing petal

when they find you suffering from the hanahaki disease

~headcanons~ ~twisted wonderland x gender neutral reader~ warnings: angst, mentions of blood, a little cursing

requested by @miriamladyvoid~✰

he stays with you. he sees the blood drip from each pastel-colored flower, noticing the way each cough from your now frail body pains you with every breath, and stays by your side. he may not know how to help, but the least he could do was wrap his own arms around you in comfort, right? he sits you down as you choke out the few petals that had still been stuck within your throat as a gentle hand innocently caresses up and down your back. leaning your head on his shoulder, he lets you rest yourself against him as if any form of sympathy would alleviate the pain in your chest. he asks no questions from you. he only wants to surround you in feelings of comfort.

riddle rosehearts, cater diamond, TREY CLOVER, azul ashengrotto, jamil viper, VIL SCHOENHEIT, rook hunt, LILIA VANROUGE

he wants to find the bastard who broke your heart. who would break you so horribly to make literal flowers grow in your lungs? just who was this person anyway? he walks in and sees you bent over your own knees as you choke on the thorns that scratched your throat, trying to deal with the grief all on your own. he becomes angry that someone would make you go through such suffering. and so, he made it his goal to find the jerk that did this to you. even if the whole idea seemed too reckless. it just wasn't fair. why did you have to ache over something you just couldn't control? all because you were so innocent enough to fall in love? to him, this disease wasn't a sickness. it was a curse. and he knew you didn't deserve it at all.

ace trappola, epel felmier, LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, malleus draconia

he wishes to help you heal. even if it seems like it's hopeless. there has to be some sort of remedy to this. whether it's trying to help you gain the affections of the one you loved or searching high and low for a possible antidote, he does his best in attempting to expel the vines that wrap around your lungs. he plays cupid, matchmaker, scavenger, and even potion-maker to try and rid you of this morbid disease. he just wants to make your days of lamenting disappear. to bring back that smile that used to shine on your face before you had ever fallen in love with someone who's heart was not yours. he'd go to the ends of the earth if it meant he could stop the ache piercing your lungs. just please... don't lose your hope either, alright?

DEUCE SPADE, trey clover, jade leech, KALIM AL-ASIM, rook hunt, epel felmier, MALLEUS DRACONIA, silver

he's confused. maybe it's the way he just couldn't comprehend the facts behind the disease. or maybe it's the way he didn't understand how you could allow your own feelings for someone to grow into a sickness that literally grows flowers into your lungs. either way, he genuinely does not know what to do. he notices the way you cough, and cough, and cough—keeping note of the blood that stained each flower in the process. perhaps he could research this disease if he was the type of person to. who did you love in the first place? why would you let it escalate so easily? he's lost, but he'd do his best to try and comfort you. although... it wasn't him that you loved, right?

riddle rosehearts, ace trappola, JACK HOWL, ruggie bucchi, floyd leech, IDIA SHROUD, sebek zigvolt

he develops the disease too. he sees your body doubled over in a frantic mess, tissues of blood and piles of flowers now scattered around your feet. and before he finally processes anything, he starts to feel a sharp pain in his own chest. one that felt like a million thorns growing within his lungs. he wasn't the one you loved after all. it was apparent now. and while the pain in your throat was caused by your love for someone else, his pain was caused by the lack of feelings you held for him. it was as if the world had blasted him with a sign that said, "congratulations, they're in pain because of their love for someone else, which isn't you, so you get to suffer as well!" even if you had found yourself healed from this sickness, the young man discovers that his ending is all the same. you did not love him. nor would you ever. so he continues hiding his own feelings for you if only to not burden you further.

♥... ALL ...♥

a/n: last one was mainly for funsies >:3

[twstinginthewind]

A little story for @theocxcanonweek! I used the prompt "A kiss in the snow" for this little scene between my OC, Punch Carder, and his canon crush, Epel Felmier!

Harveston by Night

“Aw, nuts.”

Punch put down the big mug of hot, spiced cider he held between his mittened hands, and looked over at his companion. “What’s the matter, Epel? Anything I can do?”

The flickering of the bonfire bathed Epel’s pale skin with warm light, making it look like his face was almost glowing against the dim, snowy backdrop of the Harveston village square. The only element that kept Punch from thinking he was in some sort of crush-fueled dream sequence was the intense scowl that crinkled up the other boy’s face.

Epel spat into the fire, then exhaled sharply, his breath puffing into the cold air. “It ain’t nothin’ you kin fix, Punch Carder. Doncha get yer shorts in a bunch on my account.” He crossed his arms. “It’s just that I gotcha all the way up here fer th’ Sledathon, n’ yer not even gonna race, ‘cos that housewarden a’yers grew a spine, finally. N’ I can’t even do the other thing I gotcha up here fer.”

He must really be frustrated, Punch thought. He’s lapsed into Deep Rural, AND used my full name. Yikes. “I’m fine just watching the race, that doesn’t really bother me all that much,” he fibbed. Sure, he’d rather share the victory experience with Epel and the others, and he would LOVE being able to compete. But he was there strictly as a backup in case Idia were to flake on the rest of the team. If Idia was intent on living his Sled Over Heels otaku fantasy, Punch’s job was just to shout and cheer, and he was intent on making sure he was heard. “Why, what happened with the other thing?”

“Clouds.”

“.... beg pardon?”

Epel stamped a foot. “I ain’t stutterin’, ya idjit. I said clouds.”

“No, I heard what you said,” Punch held up his hands apologetically. “I just wasn’t sure what you meant.”

“I meant clouds’re messin’ with what I wanted to show ya. Sheesh.” Epel pouted again, and Punch hoped for his own sake that the light from the big bonfire would hide the sudden flush of his cheeks. Well, he could always chalk the redness up to the cold.

“Is it really that wrecked?” Punch grinned, a bit sheepishly. “I mean, maybe we can go and look anyway?”

“Yer kiddin’, right?” Epel’s expression was blank as he looked the taller boy in the eye.

“Well, I don’t know what you wanted to show me.”

“Fair enough.”

The two of them sat in silence for a few minutes, watching their companions around the bonfire. Idia was deep in conversation with Epel’s grandmother, an uncharacteristically giddy smile plastered on his face. Sebek was busy sampling the cuisine from all of the food carts, his arms laden with items to enjoy. And Jade was deep in conversation with a craftsman, rolling a wooden carving over and over in his hands, and wearing a smile that said he would be profiting from this interaction later.

Epel stood up. “Aighty. C’mon, if yer gonna be like that about it.”

“Wha—? Like what?” Punch tilted his head.

“Jus’ get yer big butt up already, Punch.” Epel sighed. “I’ll show ya why it’s wrecked.” He waved to Punch to follow, and without waiting for acknowledgement, started off away from the village square.

Curious, Punch rose from his seat and trotted along after Epel. It didn’t take long for him to catch up; his long strides cleared the distance between them before Epel left the square proper, but once caught up, he fell into step with the shorter boy. “So, uh. Where we headed?”

“You’ll see,” Epel grunted. He lead Punch along a series of little paths, winding through his family’s orchards and up onto a hill. Occasionally, he would step a bit too close, and his shoulder would bump up against Punch’s arm. Finally, at the top of the hill, he stopped, and turned to face Punch. “Welp, this here is it. A whole load’a disappointment, if ya ask me…”

Punch looked around him. The view from the hilltop was magnificent; beyond the bare snow-crusted apple trees, he could see the entirety of the town of Harveston, lit up like a brilliant gem set into the snowy countryside. “It’s… not? It’s really pretty, actually. I mean, it might be better with some moonlight, but—”

“Not down there. Up here.” Epel pinched the bridge of his nose. “But it’s so clogged up with clouds right now it ain’t gonna call any attention to itself, anyway. The sky, Punch. I know yer a city boy, n’ when I saw how you were actin’ so excited at the observatory at school, I wanted to show ya what a real, clear night sky was like. ‘N what happens? This!” He gestured upwards angrily, and as if the weather itself was determined to spite him, tiny snowflakes began to drift down from above. Epel puffed out his cheeks.

Punch’s face went soft, smiling mistily. “You brought me along for that? Epel…”

“It ain’t just that. We did need a backup for the Sledathon team, too. But… y’know.” Epel shifted his weight slightly, and he dipped his chin as he looked up at Punch. “I, um. Figgered it’d be somethin’ special to share, n’ all. What with us bein’ classmates n’ such, right?”

“Right…” Punch’s voice was soft, and a little dazed. Did this mean… wait. Did Epel know that he had a crush on him? Did he have a crush back? Heck. He needed a moment. Punch looked around, and spotted an old wooden bench. “Is it ok if I sit?”

“I ain’t gonna stop ya,” Epel said, hesitantly. Punch walked over to the bench and sat down heavily, feeling Epel’s eyes tracking him. The flurries in the air were beginning to get heavier, and he could hear Epel cursing the change in the weather under his breath. Something about how it was gonna mess up the conditions for tomorrow.

Punch sat and looked up into the sky. The snowflakes were starting to swirl in the breeze, dancing round and round above the little clouds of his breath. He could hear the soft crunch of snow underfoot that meant Epel was coming closer, and he shifted a little on the bench. He wouldn’t want to make him uncomfortable by having to sit too close together.

The bench creaked and shifted. Punch turned to face Epel…

… and found their faces were VERY close together. Epel was kneeling on the bench beside him, leaning in slightly. “Close yer eyes, idjit. Ain’t nothin’ to see up here right now anyway.”

Punch closed his eyes.

And a moment later?

He was seeing stars.

[joshuakellin]

Characters that I hc as aroace (I’m aroace so I’m an expert):

Epel Felmier (twst)

Grunkle Stan (gravity falls)

Grunkle Ford (gravity falls)

Joshua MacHeath (Camp here and there)

Arthur Lester (malevolent Podcast)

Oliver Banks (tma)

Mike Crew (tma)

Mariana Ametxazurra (Sherlock & Co)

Sasha James (tma)

Johanna Johnson (the podcasters club presents: who are the Morrigans?)

50% of these r based off vibes and the other 50% r characters that r literally me and r therefore aroace

[the-crystallized-void]

INTERACTABLE ALTS

These are the alts that are currently fine with/available to be interacted with (subject to change, sorted by category)

Main Hosts-

Blueberry

Coronis

Katsuki Bakugou

Maki O'Hara

Raspberry

Sam/Mr. S

Tenko Shimura

Co-hosts-

Karasu

Floyd Leech

MHA-

Aizawa

Present Mic

Oboro Shirakumo

Denki Kaminari

Eijiro Kirishima

Tomura Shigaraki

Dabi

Himiko Toga

Izuku Midoriya

Hitoshi Shinsou

Hawks

Shoto Todoroki

Natsuo Todoroki

Twice

Villain Shoto

TWST-

Deuce Space

Riddle Rosehearts

Trey Clover

Epel Felmier

Jade Leech

Azul Ashengrotto

Grim

Lilia Vanrouge

Silver

Divus Crewel

Kalim Al-Asim

Leona Kingscholar

Idia Shroud

Ortho Shroud

Undertale/Deltarune (+AUs-

Sans

Papyrus

Gaster

Frisk

Chara

Kris

Fell Sans

Swap Sans/Blue

Swap Papyrus

Error

Geno

Paperjam

Ink

Nightmare

Killer

Horror

Mettaton

Vocaloid/Project Sekai-

Hatsune Miku

Kaito

Len Kagamine

Rin Kagamime

Luka Megurine

Fukase

Oliver

Akito Shinonome

Toya Aoyagi

Rui Kamishiro

Tsukasa Tenma

Sonic-

Tails

Shadow the hedgehog

Silver the hedgehog

Metal Sonic

Persona 5-

Ren Amamiya

Goro Akechi

Futaba Sakura

Ryuji Sakamoto

Ann Takamaki

Yusuke Kitagawa

Obey Me-

Mammon

Leviathan

Beelzebub

Belphegor (don't expect much. He sleepy)

Simeon

Solomon

Barbatos

Sanders Sides-

Virgil

Roman

Logan

Patton

Remus

Janus

Creepypasta/Marble Hornets-

Jeff the killer

Ticci Toby

Brian Thomas/Hoodie

Tim Wright/Masky

Slenderman

Ben Drowned

Helen Otis (aka Bloody Painter)

FNAF-

Glamrock Freddy

Glamrock Bonnie

Nightmare Freddy

Animal Crossing-

Orville

Wilbur

Tom Nook

Minecraft-

Nocte (Enderman)

Ignition (Creeper)

Dismal (Ghast)

Lunos (Warden)

Honkai Star Rail/Genshin Impact:

Boothill

Aventurine

Blade

Dan Heng

Sampo? (We don't know if he's fully formed yet)

Brain alts-

Mirai Aizawa (biological daughter of Shota Aizawa)

Uta Yamada (biological daughter of Present Mic)

Unsei Aizawa-Yamada (adopted daughter of Aizawa and Present Mic)

Itami Takami (younger half-sister of Hawks. Ask for the lore)

Hikage

Mikuyumi (pokémon trainer, daughter of Professor Kukui)

Miyuki (pokémon trainer, daughter of Giovanni)

Naomi (pokémon trainer, daughter of Chairman Rose)

Ebony (ghost of Lavender Town)

Orthrukon

Zulrynth

Vanilla (red panda animatronic, likely associated with Security Breach)

Akuma (essentially the TWST MC)

Devi Crewel (Divus Crewel's daughter, has permission to stay in Heartslaybul)

Hattrene Maddaroni (twisted on the Mad Hatter, snuck into Heartslaybul and started hosting tea parties)

Sage (white lioness, Leona's childhood friend, hangs out in Savanaclaw)

Luna Illumoise (moon jellyfish mermaid, was allowed into NRC due to Azul paying off Crowley, member of Octavinelle)

Risha Al-Babgaa (usually shapeshifts into a parrot and either hides in Scarabia or perches on Jamil's or Kalim's shoulder)

Ashlynn Vargas (daughter of Ashton Vargas, was told to stay in Pomefiore due to Ashton not trusting any of the other boys around his daughter)

Pandora (coder/programmer, hides in Ignihyde to get away from everyone)

Raven Crowley (daughter of Dire Crowley, only allowed to attend NRC because of that, was placed in Diasomnia)

Aine

Matsuba Zankoku

Seren Grimm

[ao3feed-twistedwonderland]

Shout Your Lungs Out at Me

Shout Your Lungs Out at Me by azucairs, MissTea (Mysterioustea) A cold hand grips his chin as Vil starts to brush, unquestioningly harsh and consistent. Epel bites down a light hiss at a particular tug on a knot. The brush effectively combing it out within the relentless movements of the soft bristles despite the carefully abrasive manner its performed. Just shy of rough, a show of disapproval. "If you weren't so insistent on behaving in a way that's unfit, unlike, and unrespectable for Individuals like us, I wouldn't have to be fighting against your delicate locks." He sits still against the ache building on his scalp with indignation wearing his hands heavy on his lap. “There.” Soft hands card through his hair, almost gentle despite his harsh expression. “Much better, isn't it?” - Deuce tenses when he comes close, they all do. In a motion done so close-knit, akin to something of routine or of instinct. It's enough to make him stop. All of the housewarden behind him pause in their movements as they take in their expressions, ones they've never seen, not once, before. Words: 4880, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Tea's trauma basket, Part 1 of TWST, Part 1 of Azus twst fics Fandoms: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Gen, Other Characters: Epel Felmier, Deuce Spade, Yuu | Player (Twisted-Wonderland), Ace Trappola, Jack Howl, Sebek Zigvolt, Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Cater Diamond, Ortho Shroud, Leona Kingscholar, Riddle Rosehearts, Trey Clover Relationships: Epel Felmier & Jack Howl & Deuce Spade & Ace Trappola & Yuu | Player & Sebek Zigvolt, Epel Felmier & Jack Howl, Epel Felmier & Deuce Spade, Jack Howl & Sebek Zigvolt, Epel Felmier & Vil Schoenheit, Grim & Yuu | Player (Twisted-Wonderland) Additional Tags: Epel Felmier-centric, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Unreliable Narrator, Heavy symbolism, Heavy Foreshadowing, Heavy Angst, Hurt No Comfort, But also, Hurt/Comfort, light humor, Overblot (Twisted-Wonderland), Pomefiore (Twisted-Wonderland), Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Eating Disorders, Disassociation, Verbal Abuse, Epel Felmier Needs a Hug, No this is not a Vil bashing fic, Co-written after getting abducted into the fandom, Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/zxwqOcH

[sleepyorchidmonster]

Yep Azul is just constantly tripping while wearing heels. It's also bad that he's a competitive little octopunk, so he's trying to beat Riddle at wearing heels (good luck bro). Of the merfolk of the cast, I think only Geprgina and Floyd can confidently walk on heels (Floyd actually can't, but he once saw Riddle and just started sprinting). NRC truly is the embodyment of "pot, meet kettle", though I really like your analysis on Vil and Riddle's character arcs! Interesting how they both grew and matured so much, and how their arcs both revolve around the idea of being less strict with yourself, because then you can actually let yourself heal.

I kimda like wearing heels, but I agree that standing up for too long while wearing them starts to make me feel uncomfortable.

Maybe the best way to truly see how much they changed overtime would be a time travel event🤔. Current Riddle would probably shock past NRC, for example. Also all NRC boys are different types of boyfailures (Ghost Marriage), but I agree with your list, Malleus being the strongest mage, crown prince to an ancient fae kingdom while also being the biggest boyfailure ever is the best thing.

TWST Where's Waldo (Mr. Bucchi) event, featuring:

- Rook: he invited himsself, though that's probably the only time Ruggie is glad to see him;

- Lillia: Far Cry Cradlle. Also Ruggie started to resspect him a lot more after finding out he's actually Silver's dad (and also Mallleu's). Lillia is the parent that stepped up;

- Leona: They need a driver and someone with enough political power in Sunset Savanna. Also he may ot may not want want to punch Ruggie's dad for leaving him;

- Jack: Emotional support freshman that can also turn into a wolf.

Meemaw Felmier and Mrs. Bucchi friendship would be the BEST THING EVER!!!! They'd definetely bond over their kids being on the same Spelldrive team!! Maybe even send the extra Harveston apples for the slums (co sidering hhow Epell sometimes has to bring produce to NRC, they can probably feed the whole neighborhood. Malleficia had to die because she and Georgina in the same room would be too powerful. Let's hope she's watching over Mallleus in the event at least, so they can technically meet.

DJ RIDDLE DJ RIDDLE DJ RIDDLE DJ RIDDLE

I'm thinking we'll find this number one fan as a boss fight for a Rook event (Neige fan convention where he drags Idia and some other poor souls). VIL OMYGOSH I hope your friend is right because that'd be so FUNNY!!!

Alex Hirsch comedy is a classic and I can definetely see that! Didn't know he voiced Hooty, but it makes SO MUCH SENSE.

Guys, I need to know who the housewarden before Riddle was. Like what freak of nature was so off the walls crazy, and so unbelievably lax with the rules that even though the students are upset with how strict Riddle is, they still don’t want that guy back or talk about how they wish he could be in charge again. Like who was this menace to society?

[cosgeeker]

Epel Felmier Riddle Rosehearts from Twisted-Wonderland. Twisted-Wonderland Epel Felmier Riddle Rosehearts Purple Robe Cosplay Costume for Game Halloween Carnival Convention bit.ly/36L9ckj

[miaocosplay]

Riddle Rosehearts from Twisted-Wonderland. Epel Felmier Riddle Rosehearts Purple Robe Fancy Costume Game Twisted-Wonderland Cosplay for Halloween Carnival Convention bit.ly/3jTfKBZ

[pastel-ghot-lolita]

Twisted Wonderland Characters as Shapeshifter Weapons

Riddle Rosehearts: An actual Chainsaw. Since he can’t turn into a Guillotine to off some heads he chose the closest to that. He’s also loud just like when he yells Off With Your Head!

Ace Trappola: Bat. Classic, looks like he’s the typical weapon for a gang fight, but he makes sure to knock everyone out who tries to make fun of him.

Deuce Spade: Brass knuckles. Just like Pocket (from Boyfriend Dungeon). Good for close combat and to beat up bullies ♡

Trey Clover: Shotgun. He doesn’t like to make a scene, but once he gets angry, he makes sure to destroy everyone in close distance.

Cater Diamond: Throwing knives. Just like how he can multiply himself, he can turn into many knives. You must remember which one is the original and make sure, not to damage it.

Leona Kingscholar: Tribal spear. He makes sure to not let anyone too close to you, but continuously reminds you to keep your distance from your opponent.

Ruggie Bucchi: Mace. It might look funny how his slender body turns into the massive crushing weapon but he make’s sure you’re opponent won't wake up to see him stealing his wallet.

Jack Howl: Giant Warhammer. He ain’t joking around when a fight is about to take place and you need protection. He does feel bad for all the lifting you need to do to wield him, though.

Azul Ashengrotto: Rapier. An elegant looking but perfect weapon if used well. Just like Isaac (from Boyfriend Dungeon), who is also a businessman, they share similarities but are different weapons hence their different approach to business.

Jade and Floyd Leech: Twin daggers. They like to work together, so they appreciate it if you take them to work with each other against your opponent. But you have to co-ordinate your movements well, because if you’re not in sync with them, they might just leave you in the middle of the fight.

Kamil Al-Asim: SwissMiniGun. It’s so small you think it can’t even hurt you. It can still blind you like the actual sunshine Kalim is~

Jamil Viper: Short scimitar. Not too big, easy to hide and good for backstabbing. Sorry Jamil…

Vil Schoenheit: Whip. Just to assert dominance and punish you if you’re not pretty and elegant enough.

Rook Hunt: Traditional longbow. I mean, he already uses one, he should be able to turn into one.

Epel Felmier: Shield. He’s actually trying to protect you so you’ll see how strong he really is with his high endurance.

Idia Shroud: An electrified scythe. He’s like a combination between Seven and Rowan (from Boyfriend Dungeon). He definitely gave himself the electrifying update.

Ortho Shroud: Taser. Small, cute, but deadly since he ain’t just put your opponent to sleep. Thank Idia for that extra perk~

Malleus Draconia: Pilgrim staff. He makes sure to charge himself with magic that is easily demolishing your opponent. He makes sure nobody has a chance to even touch you.

Lilia Vanrouge: Expandable baton. He's smart enough to not look to intimidating until it’s time to show of how deadly he is.

Silver: Knightly arming sword from the medieval period, obviously. You need good physique to be able to wield him.

Sebek Zigvolt: Battle axe. A more old-school version of what Jonah (from Boyfriend Dungeon) is. Heavy weapon and hard to handle, just like him sometimes.

Grim: Flamethrower. He just can’t stop spitting fire, no matter what form he takes.

[s-i-m-p0]

Epel felmier x childhood friend! Reader

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Today was epel's birthday and I decided since he can't come home and visit I'll come to him.

So now I'm stood infront of epels dorm with a small present bag. I am so nervous, I feel like a fish out of water everything here was so fancy, while I was in denim-shorts with a red flannle shirt and adorned on the back if my neck was a staw hat and Simple brown boots were on my feet caked in dirt and muck.

"Bonjour mademoiselle, how may I help you," a thick french voice asked. "Oh! Umm...,i'm y/n,jm looking for epel felmier,he's my friend"

"Ah! Of course,mon cheri, follow me" I nod and start following the figure. We enter fancy dorm "ehem!" I spin around to see a more fancier looking man with hair dyed purple at the end.

"Rook whyd you bring in a muck?" "Ah!, Roi de Poison, this is y/n, a friend of epel from his village"

This 'rou de poison' dude eyed me suspicious and slowly circled me. "Hmm, you do have good bone structure but you dotn look suitable enough to see epel right now in you're...state"

I send him a weird look. "Hey! I'm just dropping off gifts from us from hone then I'll be gon-"

"Sh! I won't hear it, rook, to the salon" he started to walk away and rook grabbed my arm draging me along behind him.

I was pulled into a seat infrotn of a vanity decorated with all kinda of make up.

"Rook, give me a hair brush and the hair spray" my hair was unbraided from its plat and a brush was draged through my hair.

My head was pulled back. "Keep you're head up," the dyed haired hissed pushing my head back up.

"So tell me,mon cheri, how come we didn't meet you when we visited?"rook asked curiously.

"Oh I was hunting some animals to feed mine plus other familys"

In the reflection I could see the one behind me grimace.

"Oh! You have a hunting group?" "Yeah we call it 'hunters of artimis' after the Greek god"

Rook nods.

"Now we've finished your hair...time for make up...oh the great seven please epel and sit still."

"Oh beautiful vil, they're from the same place, I'll say they'll be co-operative"

This new named vil person sat next to me and opened up a make up pallet.

"Tell me more about your hunter group, please mademoiselle"

"Well we use different wepons; bows,swords,spears and sometimes Poison in winter"

One side of my face was lightly grabbed and tilted.

"You've used Poison?" Vil asked Intriged now by our conversation.

"Yes, the alchemist make Poison that's harmless to humans but extremly deadly on animal

We don't tell the village about the alchemist but a small portion of the village is part of it"

He let out an odd chuckle. "Face me" he ordered.

I shuffle round and face vil as he starts on my left side. "How can a Poison be deadly to animals and not humans?" He asked.

"Well, we had done some test on dead trees that had animal remains on and we tried on some human bones..." I grimace with vil remembering the testing process "and human bones we bought from a neighbouring village who's culture is too sell the dead on

Then we added hyoblplical acid with HASIC2 ( i have no idea what that is i made it up) and got the results we needed"

I suddenly glinch as cold liquid was pressed on my face. "What was that?!" I panic moving back slightly. "Foundation, now come back closer I'm nowhere near done"

~~~~after all...that~~~~~~~

"Now you're outfit, rook something poofy or layed down"

"Hmm...I'd say poofy but not met-gala poofy, Roi de Poison"

He nods and grabs a few dresses from the rack. "Why... you know what never mind"

Considering this dorm I couldn't ask why they had dresses because nearly everyone here looks as a fem-boy (not that its a bad thing!!!)

I was unceremoniously pushed into a changing room. "Come out when you're done" vil ordered I sigh I just wanted to say happy birthday to epel, deliver gifts and go back home,not have a runway show.

I removed my clothes (and shoes) and slip into this fancy weird outdated dress. Slowly I step out aqwuardly "no," "no" "agreed"

This prossess happened til I just grabbed one at random and decided that is the one.

I close y eyes tightly and grab a dress hoping for the best.

My hand grabbed one that felt comfy in my hands and had no weird spinening. I open my eyes to see a lovely lilac dress

I put it on easily and step out. "Alright I'm open with a runway can I just see my friend?" I beg crossing my arms.

"Hmm, suits you well enough don't you agree rook?" "Oui"

A unrelated sigh left my lips and I grab my clothes from the changing room.

Rook took them and placed them in a bag "I'm sure these heels will fit fine"

I nod and slid them on. "Can I see epel now?"

"Yes,follow us" a exhausted groan left my mouth as I follow holding my stuff.

We ended in a ballroom filled either people chatting away in groups and food along one side of the room with drink on the other.

"Y/n?" My head darts around for that familiar voice. I lock eyes with epel. "Epel!" I yell running up to him full speed.

I lock arms around his neck as his lock aroudn my waist spinning me around.

When I was placed down a few 'awws' or cheering was heard.

"Y/n, baby, you look so Pomefiore like" he laughs. "Well someone found me when rook tried to take me to you and decided a fashion show was ideal" I laugh along pointing at vil.

Epels arms stayed around my waist with his head resting on my sholder.

Vil and rook aproched "so, epel, you baby potato are dating her, a potential model lf tried hard enough" I roll my eyes "you wish drama queen"

Third person;

Y/n laugh with epel "oh! I have to show ya the gardens there amazing!" Epel grabs his beloved hand and

I sigh taking in the moment and rest my head on epels chest. "I love you" i mumble "me too, my sweet apple"

As the clock struck midnight epel picked you up bridal style and carrier you inside.

"It appears baby potato has found love way before we knew rook" vil laughs.

(these are all from my drafts help)

[fairestwriting]

May I rq hcs for Idia, Vil, Epel, Lilia and Floyd with a s/o who's a cosplayer and loves dressing up as mainstream characters

Idia Shroud

You know he loves it. Gets starry eyed everytime you show him a new cosplay, listens with the biggest smile on his face whenever you talk about what characters you want to go for next. If you post pictures of your work online, you bet he's your biggest hypeman.

Though... he does wish you'd branch out to some lesser known stuff too. Yeah, Idia's a bit of an elitist when it comes to media, and you don't really get the worst out of this side of his (Since he's so starstruck with your cosplay) but he'll be tugging at your sleeve, recommending you all sorts of obscure anime and games, because to him that stuff's just so much better.

Still your number one fan though. Whenever he has it in him to go to cons, he'll gladly come to them with you, looking so proud whenever anyone asks you for a picture as he steps away.

Vil Schoenheit

Vil doesn't get much about this sort of culture, so there isn't a huge interest overlap like in Idia's case, but he can appreciate good costuming, and just a well done job in general, so he's pretty involved and supportive, just in a less enthusiastic way.

Even though he doesn't know these characters at all, despite them being mainstream, you can totally have a conversation with him about the more general aspects of cosplaying, he has a lot to say when it comes to the proccess of putting the outfits together, due to his experience with costuming from his acting work.

Won't go to cons with you, that's way too many sweaty people for his taste, but he gives some good advice on how to avoid people who don't know what look but don't touch means.

Epel Felmier

Another one that doesn't get the media-focused aspect of cosplaying much. Epel can probably recognize a couple characters you dress up as, but he's just not that into the stuff. He does think it's cool, though, and when he can see the similarities between the characters and your cosplays, he gets pretty excited.

Is vaguely scared by the amount of effort that goes into it as he begins to understand it more. Things like makeup, styling and caring for wigs, contact lenses, having to DYI accessories... Epel feels lost when you talk about it, and he knows he definitely couldn't do something like that at all.

Goes to cons with you if you invite him, though he has no idea what's going on around him. Will have a fun time if he can see stuff on the two or three shounens he's a fan of, though.

Lilia Vanrouge

Really into it actually. Lilia has a bit of an otaku streak too, and with how he saw other people online having that much fun with cosplaying, he felt compelled to try. He never got too serious about it, but seeing how good your cosplays look makes him wish he did.

You going mostly for mainstream content doesn't really bother him. You get recognized more often that way, right? Lilia sees the work you put into your costumes, he knows it'd be a shame if you just did all of that and no one paid much mind to it since they didn't know what character it was.

Will not only attend cons but also cosplay with you too! He jokes about not being nearly as good as you and usually goes for simpler characters, but you two will definitely have a blast together.

Floyd Leech

He thinks you look so cool! Really loves it whenever you show him your new finished costumes, they always have so much detail put into them! Floyd will circle around you and point them out, sometimes compare with what he remembers from previous cosplays, but either way he's just really enjoying how his Shrimpy looks, and will brag about it to anyone willing to listen.

However, he... doesn't understand the stuff going on behind the scenes, really. Maybe he recognizes a character or two but he isn't very invested in any shows or games, being very much the type to drop media in a whim, and all the work you have to do to put the costumes together just... eludes him.

He'll go to cons with you if he feels like it, though! Which ends up being pretty often, since there's always a thing or two at them that grab his attention. Floyd is a surprisingly good con buddy, easy to find in the crowd and scary enough that no weirdos dare to mess with you, plus he's just fun to be around.

if you wanna support my work, you can buy me a ko-fi or commission me!

[sayuricorner]

I just realized, NRC went from an All Boys School to Coed School (even tho techinally bella & brutta attended NRC years ago).

Are the EAH tranfers, the girls more specifically, the only girls at NRC? or NRC will start accepting female students & there's just now random female students attending NRC?

Well at this point of the AU NRC, since all what happened with Raven's apparition at the school, is transitioning to a coed school, they first begin with the girls among the EAH transfers for the reconstruction of the ties between the Ever After world and the Twisted Wonderland world, and also because Crowley is a big opportunist who don't want to miss the occasion to had more descendants of the Great Sevens attenting NRC, and Crowley plan to officially declare NRC as coed school at the next school year after all the administrative procedure for the transition will be over and everything will be prepared to receive more female students.

And this is also going like that at RSA.

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Lizzie and the Red Tyrant

Written by: Me and @stormkitty97

Fandoms: Harry Potter and Twisted Wonderland (Game)

Chapters: 14/14

Rating: Teen

Major Warnings: None

Pairings: Vil Schoenheit/Yuu | Player, Epel Felmier/Deuce Spade, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Characters: Yuu | Player (Twisted-Wonderland), Deuce Spade, Ace Trappola, Epel Felmier, Vil Schoenheit, Riddle Rosehearts, Cater Diamond, Trey Clover, Original Male Character(s), Dire Crowley, Grim (Twisted-Wonderland), Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Ace Trappola Being Ace Trappola, Grim Being a Little Shit (Twisted-Wonderland), Disney References, Yuu | Player Has a Different Name (Twisted-Wonderland), Female Yuu | Player (Twisted-Wonderland), Male-Female Friendship, Female Friendship, Male Friendship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, POV Third Person Limited, Spoilers, Not Beta Read, Harry Potter Terms, POV Female Character, Co-Written, Alternate Worldbuilding, Rivalry, Violence, Swearing, Drinking, Awkward Crush, High School, Magic, Deuce Spade Being an Idiot, Squibs, Friendship, Developing Relationship, Attempt at Humor, Female Protagonist, Boarding School, Snow White Elements, Underage Drinking, Doctor Who References

Summery:

Lizzie is a squib forced to live in the Muggle World while her magical brother is off at Hogwarts. She always longed to use magic, but never could. Her magical core was too weak to ever do a damn thing!

One day, she is struck by a carriage while shopping with her friends and is whisked away to a bizarre, magical dimension with too many ties to Disney for comfort. Turns out that some of her preconceptions are wrong...

(Covers the Prologue and the Heartslabyul arc)

[twstinginthewind]

✍ Bobby and apples. It's apple time for Mr. Sherwood.

✍️ give me a word, and I'll give you a story.

"Psssst! Felmier!! Over here!"

Epel's head swung around until he found the source of the voice. A tanned, long-fingered hand beckoned to him from behind a column in the outer corridor. He grunted as he shifted his burden in his arms, and walked towards the column.

Epel peeked around the side, and saw his sophomore friend standing with his back tight to the column, dark glasses over his eyes, and a large straw sunhat covering his head. Epel rolled his eyes. "Hey, Sherwood. I brought what you asked for. Why are you hiding?"

"I think you know why." Bobby raised the brim of his hat with his thumb, and looked at Epel over the top of his sunglasses. "I trust the payment was sufficient?"

"More than enough, honestly. Heck, Meemaw'd probably make me throw in a jug a' cider if she was here, haha!" Epel grinned and held out the small wooden crate to Bobby. "But she ain't, and luggin' around this here half-bushel was work enough fer me. Kiiiiinda wish you coulda met me at my dorm, cos this was no picnic."

Bobby took the box, grinning. "Thank youuuuuuu. I would have liked to have done you the favor, but you know I can't handle the atmosphere over there. Rich folks give me hives. Plus, like we discussed, I'm kinda tryin' to avoid—"

"Avoid what, Monsieur Renard Rouge?" A boisterous voice rang out behind them, and Bobby dragged his hand down his face. Rook walked up, and placed a gloved hand on each of their shoulders. "Ah, and our little Pommette is here as well? Très bien! To what do we owe this unusual collaboration?"

Bobby mumbled something under his breath that Epel didn't catch.

"Fascinating!" breathed Rook. "And your take on it, Epel?"

"It's nothing weird!" Epel held his hands up defensively. "Sherwood here just wanted to buy some apples from me."

"Apples?" Rook's sharp green eyes twinkled in the afternoon light. "Ah, and what will they be used for, if you'll pardon my curiosity? A series of snacks? A light dessert? Or...."

Bobby took off the sunglasses. His brown eyes shone ferociously. "Target practice, Rook. I'm gonna shoot 'em off a volunteer's head. Why, you wanna step up?"

"But of course, mon ami!" Rook and Bobby were staring at each other so intently that Epel had to take a step backwards, for fear that their glares would incinerate his tie. "And of course, you would do me the honor of trying the same trick shot?"

Bobby grinned. "Naturally. Name the time and place."

"Guys?" Epel tried to interrupt, but the other two ignored him.

"Courtyard. Ten minutes hence."

"Guys??"

"I'd be delighted, Rook."

"HEY, YA IDJITS!!!"

Bobby and Rook both turned their heads towards the younger boy, somewhat dazed. "Yeah, Felmier? What's up?" Bobby asked, surprisingly softly.

Epel tossed his head, hands on his hips. "Can I leave? I don't care what you do with the apples, but y'all better not waste whatever's left after your little, um, arrow-measuring contest."

At least Rook and Bobby had the common sense to look embarrassed as they nodded, and Epel spun on his heel to walk away.