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starshiningsirius · 4 days ago

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I love the whole concept of this!

Two's Company, Three's a Crowd, and Six is a Riot

i. thievin’, stealin’, takin’ what’s not yours

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i. thievin’, stealin’, takin’ what’s not yours

Listen to: "Taking What's Not Yours" and "Lovers Rock" by TV Girl

After learning who your friend Hornton really was, people would expect you to be a bit more formal with him.

After all, they could excuse your lax demeanor and loose words with him due to your unfamiliarity with the Wonderland’s political and royal spectrum.

But now knowing exactly who is the Malleus Draconia, the heir prince of Briar Valley, did not stop you, and quite frankly no one should be surprised.

You were his friend, first and foremost, and Malleus believed that fact with all his heart. You both did have to admit that it was very funny seeing everyone’s reactions to your casualness and affections to each other.

Though Malleus was much more reserved compared to you, anyone with eyes and a single functioning brain cell could see that he was ever so gentle with you.

He hung on to your every word like it was rapture, fascinated with your stories of home and humans, even if you weren’t like the humans of his world.

Especially because you weren’t like the humans of his world.

In turn, you were attentive to him, ensuring that you spent your time with him to the fullest. Maybe it was because he was your friend, or maybe you also knew what it was like to be lonely, but you loved outings with him.

It could be nightly walks in the woods near Ramshackle, it could be sharing a new flavor of ice cream with the same spoon, or it could be the words that only you two and the stars over the Diasomnia dorm shared.

In any case, you two were most endeared to each other.

It’s why no one was surprised anymore as you hanged off his arm as you two and Grim walked to his next class. It was actually quite comical, the way you swing your arms together, hands clasped, as you talked his ear off about your last class.

And from the small upward twitches of his ears and the small smile on his face, Malleus was absolutely basking in your attention. And amused by the swinging.

“And then I was like, ‘no Ace, I told you to not put the nightshade in the potion you chuckle-fuck, it’s gonna turn into goo’ but he was all like,” You mocked Ace’s voice as you continued, ‘I’m the one with the magic, so I’m the one that knows what they hell they’re doing’”

You were laughing as you told the story, the corner of your eyes crinkling. You both ignored the looks of students walking past you, giving you (Malleus, mostly) a wide berth of space. Once even gave you a look as they noticed your hands together.

“Then, like I told him, it turned into goop, right before a big ol’ bubble formed and popped all over him! He was covered in green, it was hilarious.”

A soft snort left you as you covered your mouth to quiet your laughter. The swinging relaxed,as you climbed up the steps to the castle. Malleus tilted his head, eyes softening as you looked at Grim padding to your right, rambling as well.

“Nyah! That big dumb-dumb is always underestimating me, I only pick the best of the best for my henchmen!”

“Snrk—you tell ‘em, Grim.” You gave Malleus an amused look, gesturing for him to lean in closer to whisper, “He also wanted to put the nightshade in the mix, by the way.”

Chuckling and straightening to his full height, your friend’s smile faded into something more concerned, eyeing Grim, who decided to speed up and pad up the steps by twos.

“While it is ideal that nothing more happened, perhaps you should encourage your companions to exercise more caution, I’d rather not hear from a third party of your harm if something were to happen.”

You felt his hand in yours tighten, tugging to closer to his side as he gave you a stern look.

“I know that you aren’t afraid of me. But with all the troubles you seem to get into…I’m starting to become afraid…of losing you.”

You think you could feel your breath hitch and a warmth flood your face, as you looked away, flustered at the fuzzy feeling in your chest. Instead, you turned your gaze back to Grim to watch as he hopped between rectangle to rectangle, avoiding the lines.

“You worry too much! I got Grim!” You cupped a hand over your mouth and called out, “Right Grim?”

“Huh? Yeah! Whatever you say, I’m the Great Grim!”

Both of you choked a laugh as he tripped over a rock and fell on his face. Finally letting go of Malleus’s hand (you missed the way he flexed his hand from the missing warmth) and jogging to your now whining direbeast.

“Owie!! (Naaaaame)! I’ve been fatally injured! Tend to me, henchhuman!”

You scooped up Grim, who was licking his wrist like a wounded kitten. Turning back to Malleus, you gave him an apologetic smile and gestured towards the main castle doors with your head.

“We have a lot of time until class, so I’m going to go to the infirmary just to make sure he isn’t actually hurt.”

“Hey!”

Malleus nodded in understanding, using a curled finger to pet the top of Grim’s head, who begrudgingly leaned in to the touch.

“Of course, I should get to my own classroom, I’d hate to be late.”

“Hornton, it’s like 45 minutes until class starts.”

“Exactly, I have such little time to make it to the room. My seat might be taken.”

You didn’t have the heart to tell him that most people wouldn’t show up until 5 or so minutes before class.

“What do you even have that makes ya want to show up so early?” Grim questioned, not particularly aware of the way you were cradling him like a baby.

Malleus’s eyes glinted in amusement as he gave Grim a polite smile.

“It’s an advanced Ancient Magic course, and though I find myself already familiar with most of the topics we cover, today we are discussing looking glasses.”

You and Grim both made a confused noise, tilting your head in opposite directions.

“Like, a mirror?”

Shaking his head, Malleus looked unusually eager to explain the concept.

“Not exactly, though they are a type of magic mirror. A looking glass is a tool used to view one's potential futures. It requires a ritual to turn a regular mirror into a tool and is rather difficult.”

You could feel Grim’s tail whip against you in excitement as you both listened eagerly.

“Only the most powerful of mages can successfully complete the ritual, and only lasts for 72 hours before the glass shatters beyond repair. I am particularly interested in using it to—”

“I’M POWERFUL! I WANNA TRY IT TOO!”

Grim jumped from your arms into a surprised Malleus, his ‘injury’ apparently healed at the thought of being able to complete a complicated and powerful spell.

“Let me join the class! The Great Grim can’t wait for two more years to try it out! Please, please, pleeeeeease!”

“Grim! Don’t bother Hornton with such silly—”

“I suppose it wouldn’t be a bother to have you two assist me.” Malleus hummed, tapping a finger to his lips as he held Grim from the scruff of his neck, dropping him back in your arms.

“I usually find myself without a partner in this class, I would greatly enjoy the company.”

Grim squirmed excitedly in your arms, grasping your cheeks and squeezing as he jumped excitedly.

“Come on henchhuman! We can skip homeroom! It’s not like we’re missing anything, it turns into study hall anyways! Can we go? Pleeeeease?”

He would hate it if you called him cute out loud, but Grim was such a cute little guy sometimes.

“Mm, I guess we can…but only if we actually get to do stuff,” You wrinkled your nose in frustration. “Last time we joined 3rd year classes, Leona just used me to hide behind and nap, and the other time Vil kept taking stuff out of my hands instead of letting me do stuff.”

Malleus chuckled, affectionately ruffling your hair.

“Of course, I always value you and your words, my little beastie.”

Hmm, ‘little beastie’ is a new one.

You tapped your fingers against the desk, lazily skimming the book Malleus had left you to review as he was pulled away by the professor into the hallway.

The professor had muttered something about missing housewarden meetings, and you're pretty sure you saw a glimpse of Riddle’s bright hair at the door before it closed.

Riddle and Vil’s been complaining that Hornton hasn’t shown up to most of the meetings this year, maybe Riddle actually came to collect him this time.

At the thought of the two, you moved your hand up to fiddle with the tie around your next and smacked your lips, the raspberry flavored lip oil briefly meeting your tongue.

The tie had been Riddle’s, even still had the little crown on the left side, when he fussed over the raggy state of your old one. He’d insisted that he had plenty and showed you how he tied the bow with a red flush in his cheeks. Very cute, but you’d never say that to his face.

Vil’s lip oil you’re pretty sure was a pity gift, something he was sent in a PR package. He told you he wasn’t a fan of flavored lip products, but still needed to do a review of the products he’d been sent. Thus, Vil used you as a test dummy for his video review, leaving your lips feeling raw and dry from being constantly rubbed clean by make up wipes. Though, he told you to keep that specific oil, and said it suited your skin tone.

Now that you really think about it, a lot of the students had been rather…you don’t know. Doting? Sweet? Ever so slightly less mean to you as of late?

Especially the ones who overblotted this last few months.

You’re pretty sure you’ve been getting pity gifts, even they can feel guilty of all the trouble they’d put you in.

Some you’re pretty sure was just their way of paying you off without explicitly saying, “Look I’m sorry I almost killed you, but you're stupid for getting involved as a magicless student and I feel bad now take this.”

Idia had taken your cheap phone that Crowley gave you and upgraded it so that it had more functionality to it that wasn’t just sending an S.O.S. signal to your friends. He’d even put it in a clear case that held a dangling blue skull charm, which swung against you when it was in your pocket.

Leona tossed you one of his made beaded bracelets after you’d complained about Crowley cutting your funding again, leaving you with little to use for repairs and food. He told you to sell it or something and to shut up, as he was trying to take a nap. Never mind that it was your couch he’d decided to sleep on and not one of his usual spots around campus. In any case, it looked nice on your wrist, and it was good for a rainy day in case you did have to sell it.

Azul had also offered you a bracelet a while back, a very pretty lilac one that he told you was made of sea glass. You were wary to take anything from Azul in fear that he’d find a way to put you in debt. Very valid in your opinion, but it literally got shoved onto your wrist when Floyd held you down and Jade slipped in on with a smile. Apparently it had a protection spell tied to it, as Azul mentioned that you were overly prone to chaos. All it cost you was him checking in once a week to see how it held up, you think maybe to sell more in the future?

At least Jamil’s silk wrap wasn’t forcibly shoved into you, though you didn’t appreciate his comments on how unruly your hair was in the mornings. You told him that it wasn’t your fault that water at Ramshackle sucked and that you did your best! It wasn’t enough according to him, and he helped you wrap your hair into the silk cloth to protect it against the elements. While he’d originally suggested that you use it to sleep in, you’d taken to using it for everyday wear, using it as a wrap, as a bandana, even as a headband. Jamil sometimes looked both pleased and frustrated at the sight.

Pity gifts, you’re sure.

Ace thought otherwise, though, he and Epel teased you constantly about it. How ‘soft’ and ‘sweet’ they were to you, how you should take advantage and flirt back with them to get a well-off boyfriend out of them.

No matter how much you insisted that it wasn’t like that, none of your friends believe you. Even Deuce and Jack seemed to doubt your explanations, though Sebek at least stayed out of it.

Ortho was the worst of them, though. “I’ve noticed that at times, their heart rates increase when they’re around you, so Ace might have a point!” which was quickly followed up with, “But you focus on Idia, he’s the most ideal!”

Then it turned into a whole thing of them arguing who would be the best or worst boyfriend for you to get with. Why they were invested in your nonexistent love life, you don’t know, probably boredom and a need to gossip.

You sighed, eyeing one of the sigils in the book in front of you. Grim was looking at another book, surprisingly focused on reading the words on the pages.

“Hmph, I don’t get any of this, when is Hornton coming back! I’m getting bored, it’s too hard to understand!”

Pouting, Grim slumped against the desk and made a soft, whiny sigh.

“Henchhuman, tell me you found something interesting?”

Thumbing through the book in front of you, you noticed a rather fascinating sigil accompanied by some foreign writing along the edges.

It looked a lot like the magic mirror, though the edges were reminiscent of vines and the inside of the sigil looked cracked, like someone smashed the mirror with a hammer. Surrounding the image was an intricate cursive, it looked like some fae script.

“Hmm, this one looks cool. Think you can read that?”

Grim eyed the page you were on, ears perking up as he noticed the infographics on the right. It looked like a visual guide on how to complete the ritual on a mirror.

“Oh, can I draw that! I wanna try by myself! We don’t need Hornton!” Grim pushed the small handheld mirror that the students had as part of the class assignment.

“Do it!”

“What? No Grim, these aren’t our materials. Wait for him to come back and ask if you can practice.”

You snatched the mirror away from Grim’s paws, tucking it underneath a different book, and then resting your elbow on top for extra measure.

“Just wait Grim.”

Not unlike a child not getting their way, he stomped his foot and started throwing a tantrum.

“I wanna do it! Let me do it! Lemme! Lemmelemmelemmelemmelemmelemme—”

“—Oh. My. God. If I let you draw and practice on my hand, will you quiet down?”

The small creature pouted, eyeing the open palm you offered.

“...But the book says I need a mirror…”

“Well, the book doesn’t buy and serve you tuna, does it?” You snapped back, raising your brows and moving your hand closer. “Now, I’ll help you practice, but not with Hornton’s materials. Who knows how expensive or rare they are.”

With an indignant sigh and a roll of his eyes, Grim plopped himself on the desk and took your hand in his paws.

“Fine. Gimme a pen!”

You smiled, shuffling through your pen case to look for something he could use.

“Hmm, I only got pencils and a permanent marker…meh, whatever.”

Handing Grim a black marker, and him eagerly taking it and scribbling the sigil, you stared around the classroom, dazing off.

The class was already sparse, and you’re pretty sure Vil, Leona, and Idia were meant to be here too, so that made it feel even more empty. Though…the last two probably wouldn’t have even shown up.

Rook was here, though, conversing with his own class partner as they gestured over their own mirror and textbooks. Nothing escaped his attention, though, as he looked up and noticed you staring almost immediately.

He gave you a close eye smile and wave, before noticing Grim drawing on your hand and tilting his head in curiosity.

You shrugged and mouthed out the page you two were on. Rook took a moment to flip to the page you were on, confusing his partner. Watching in mild interest, Grim let out a little triumphant sound, drawing your attention once again.

“Finished! I’m so great at drawing!” You’ll give him the benefit of the doubt since your skin wasn’t flat like a mirror, but it barely passed for the sigil in the book.

“Great job, Grim, now practice your pronunciation.”

“Okie-dokie!”

Grim still held your palm in his paws, reading off the

“G-ge d'afr-fr-frm-ah-ys hmrian…od…sarl…lo-loysalri-que—no—cu cast!”

You chuckled as Grim struggled to pronounce the words, not paying attention to the sudden squeaking of a chair.

“Turn xiyaurrrr…day-na-r-yo…su liie xi-yie vast! Reflect col rricu…wyn-sash’s? Uh, wynsas’s, weli today…”

Rook calling out your name startled you, turning your head to see him urgently rushing to you.

“But loyricu—wait.” Grim looked back at the book and squinted at the pages. “No, it’s the other paragraph…

By now, you noticed that several of your accessories, along with the sigil, had started glowing in different colors, though Grim was none the wiser. Rook certainly was.

“Trickster, Monsieur Fuzzball! Don’t!”

“It’s fine, I got this! Imma start over!” Grim cleared his throat, bringing your palm even closer as he restarted his incantation.

“Wait, Grim—”

“Ge d'afrmays hmrianod sarl loysalricu cast. Turn xiyaur daynaryo su liie xiyie vast. Reflect col rricu wynsas’s weli suday. But ssarie die to what xiyie fsaadc biercvmirian!”

The glowing intensified, lines of cracks starting to appear from the sigil and up your arm, you even think the room started shaking.

“W-what? Henchhuman? (Name)! What’s happen—EEEEH!”

You watched helplessly as Rook scooped Grim up, calling out to the others, “Evacuate, NOW!”

He gave you an apologetic look, running out of the room with a crying and thrashing Grim in hand, following the other students out.

Dread filled your veins, a heavy feeling on your chest and shakes going down your body as you watched the cracks continue forming up your arms onto the rest of your body.

Scrambling to follow the others, you tripped over your own chair, pain going up your knee as you jabbed it against one of the legs. Nothing but adrenaline fueling you, you clambered to the door and tried pulling it open, pulling, pulling, and pulling until you realized.

You were locked in the room

Through the small window, you could see the small group of students turn into a crowd, everyone watching in horror, but unable to look away, as the cracks slowly grew up your neck.

You banged on the door and pulled, screaming at everyone to let you out.

“HELP ME! STOP STARING AND HELP! PLEASE, PLEASE!!”

You could feel your throat strain against the stress you were putting them under, tears streaming down your face as you saw the housewardens enter the hallway, drawn in by the yelling and crowd.

Riddle was shouting something you could barely make out, eyes flickering over to you briefly before he realized something was happening. He paled, shouting something at the others near him and pointing at you.

Pain was blooming from where the cracks formed, the glowing growing and turning your skin a dazzling shade of blue, like a crystal.

You continued banging on the window, watching as the other housewardens made their way to the door to pull it open.

Even Idia was hovering in the back, unsure of what to do himself. Kalim was pressed up closest to the glass, his own tears growing as he watched the spell take over your features.

You could feel your skin breaking, cracks finally formed over your lips.

Vil had turned to yell at the group, specifically at Rook, who had actually taken to arguing back at him, the former’s hand waving and gesturing at you. Azul and Riddle were at Kalim’s sides, arguing with each other on what to do.

Your left eye burned in pain as it was briefly blinded by blue until it turned dark.

The three sophomores were suddenly shoved out of the way onto a pile on the ground as Leona came into view, followed by Malleus on his right.

“Hornton! Malleus, MALLEUS HELP ME!”

You watched as Leona raised his left hand, his mouth uttering something as glowing yellow sand formed in his palm. He was using his signature spell.

Unfortunately, it was for naught.

The last crack finally formed over your right eye, the last thing you saw was Malleus’s grief stricken face as your vision turned blue, then black.

Then, it all went silent.

He could still feel the harsh light on his retinas, dots dancing in his vision, even when he closed them. Malleus looked down at the handful of students he’d covered under his arm, hunched over them in protection. His own body moved before he did.

The three beneath him were curled together, hands over their heads and eyes squeezed shut. One peaked an eye open up at him and squeaked at our close they were to him.

“U-um, thank you, Prince Draconia, sir…”

Malleus nodded his head, then snapped his head over at a shrieking Grim in Hunt’s arms.

“LET ME GO! LET ME GO! (NAME)! (NAME)! I WANNA SEE (NAAAAAAME)!”

The little one was sobbing as he thrashed and swiped at Hunt’s arms, the latter flinching as a claw dug into his cheek.

“Monsieur Fuzzball! S'il te plaît, calm down! You must understand, you would’ve been burned if you were still in the room!”

Burned.

An impending sense of doom filled Malleus’s chest, foreign and heavy, as he rapidly stood and turned to the door you’d just been screaming through.

Moments ago, he could see the fear and pleading in your eyes, pale blue cracks growing on your form as you begged him to help. You begged, pleaded, and cried for him, and he was too late to do anything. Now, only a white, dusty fog was in your place, shrouding his view into the room

The other students in the hall were now slowly getting back up. Schoenheit had done the same as he did with a few students near him, while his three younger housewardens had curled into each other, still in a pile on the floor.

Shroud had been in the back of the group, cowering behind a blue panel of hexagons sprouting from his floating skull contraption, with some students behind him.

Kingscholar was closest to the door, part of which was slowly turning into sand as he was hunched on the ground, hands over his eyes as he rapidly blinked. Tears were flowing from the corners, no doubt from the strain the sudden flash had caused.

“Tck, my damn eyes… Someone…go check on the damn herbivore…fuck! I can’t see!”

A yowl and a cry of pain caught Malleus’s attention as Grim finally dug his canines into Hunt’s hand, making the human drop him.

“(Name)!”

The little one ran into the foggy room through the gap Kingscholar’s spell was causing as Malleus tried following him, though another cry made him pause.

“Ow! What the—Grim?”

“…(Name)?”

Your voice! It was you! You were okay! Never mind that it sounded different, sounded…older. It was you, and you were okay! Malleus breathed a sigh of relief, hovering over the door to wait for enough space for him to squeeze through.

He couldn’t teleport now, he had no clue what spell went off or how it would react to another spell going off so soon.

“Ooh, Grim!” You spoke again, softer though…you sounded off. “Grim, you’re so small…”

“I forgot how small you used to be! Like a little baby~”

“Grimmy, have you been crying—ah! …Hell…o?”

“…Hi? What’s going on, why am I—”

“Why is it so foggy in here, I can barely see—oh! I like your shawl!”

“Oh, thank you! Um, do you—any of you—know what’s going on?”

“Nope!”

You spoke…multiple of you spoke? What?

“You! Go get the headmage and nurse! I…don’t…know what’s happening with the Prefect…” Riddle barked at one of the students, voice faltering as he stared at the rapidly disintegrating door with confusion.

“Y-yes Housewarden!”

Most of the students followed suit, chasing after their friends until it was only the housewardens and Hunt left.

Malleus finally had a gap large enough for him to fit, bowing his head to enter before a gray ball of fur rammed into his stomach. Grim must have been barreling out of there like an arrow flying from a bow, because it actually caused a bit of pain.

“EEEEEK! THERE’S A BUNCH OF WEIRDOS IN THERE!!! THEY’RE COPYING MY HENCHHUMAN, SOMEONE TELL THEM TO GIVE (NAME) BACK!”

Everyone made various sounds of confusion, except for Kingscholar, who was still rubbing his eyes and growled.

“What are you talking about, you little furball?”

“Go look for yourself!”

Malleus and the others shared a look, Asim helping Kingscholar from up the floor and inching closer to the door, now practically gone.

The others did the same, cautiously approaching the door and entering the room. It was empty at first glance, at least where you’d been. The fog was clearing out now, flowing out of an open window, a figure…no two…three…four…six? Standing by it.

“There, that ought to—gasp.”

Bright green eyes met with your familiar ones, one of you staring at the group as the other five looked out the window and quietly conversed.

Malleus and the others froze, as did the six, Hunt muttering something in amazement under his breath, staring as if any sudden movement would set someone off.

“Guys, guys!” The…(Name)s staring at them, adorned in silk that reminded him of the clothes he wore while at the Scalding Sands, smacked the other five, making them turn.

Now that the fog was almost completely cleared, Malleus could properly see the group.

It was indeed you…just older, maybe the same age as Sam? Each one looked a bit different though, some of you had your hair longer, some in an up-do. Some more chubby than others, others more lean, and your clothes.

The one in the Scalding Sands silks moved closer to the middle of the classroom, allowing space for the other six to approach as well. One of you was dressed in what Malleus was positive was in the royal garb from Sunset Savana. Another one was in some sort of suit, similar style to what Crewel wore, while one in an elegant one piece that shimmered with each movement, ears adorned with jewels. One was in loose, but silky clothing, pearls adoring their neck, and the last behind them was dressed in a dark gray uniform, with the S.T.Y.X. logo on their left.

No matter which one of you he looked at though, you were all breathtakingly beautiful.

“Oh my god!” The one in the suit gasped, hands covering their mouth. Your look one of…delight? “Riddle? Is that you?”

Malleus’s group was still frozen, some of the younger ones flinching at your cry. Rosehearts, at the sound of his name, approached, straightening and taking a few steps forward.

“Yes, um, (Name), is that—”

Malleus could hear what he presumed was the headmage and nurse approaching, their footsteps echoing against stone steps, at least until suit you squealed again and came rushing at Rosehearts.

“I forgot how much of a baby-face you had, and how short you were! Come here!!”

You practically scooped Riddle into your arms, the heeled ankle boots on your feet giving you even more advantage. Speaking of the devil, Rosehearts had a spectacularly brilliant shade of red on this face, his two strands of hair standing straight up.

Whether it was due to rage, embarrassment, or fluster as you nuzzled a cheek against his forehead, Malleus wasn’t sure.

“Wha—what—how—P-PUT ME DOWN!”

Shoving ‘suit’ you off, Rosehearts stumbled backwards, shaking in anger as the six of you giggled.

“How dare—it should be off with your head for such a stunt!”

‘Suit’ you clicked your tongue, placing your hands on your hips and wagging a finger at him.

“Now Riddle, that’s no way for a husband to speak to his spouse! Or, I guess—your future spouse!”

Malleus and the others froze, as did Rosehearts, whose face went white, then back to red again.

“I—I—I—what did you say?” Rosehearts had a soft, almost meek tone now. Strange to hear from him. “S-spouse?”

‘Suit’ (Name) giggled, nodding a swooning into your hand as you spoke. “Aw~ I remember when you used to still get all flustered around me, no one could ever tell if the red meant you were mad or not!”

“Ah, speak for yourself, Idia’s would turn pink when he wanted to hold hands.” ‘S.T.Y.X.’ you laughed as Shroud made a choking sound, then a thump, to Malleus’s left. “He still sometimes does.”

“Wait, so you married Idia? I’m Vil’s partner!”

“Interesting, Azul is mine! You two are pretty easy to guess, Leona and Kalim? The clothes give it away”

“Ah, yes, for quite some time actually…”

“I’m actually married to Jamil, though I can see why you’d guess Kalim.”

The six of you laughed together, oblivious to the distress happening behind Malleus. In fact, he turned out of curiosity, and it was certainly a scene.

Shroud had presumably fainted, his fiery hair now extremely pink. Schoenheit was staring at ‘Jeweled’ you, hand clasped over his mouth as Hunt whispered into his ear. Ashengrotto was glowing a light purple from his cheeks, mouth opening and closing, attempting to say something. Kingscholar was looking at his you, the one in royal garb, but had a pained, almost sick expression as he eyed you up and down. Asim seemed to be the only one excited about the situation.

“Woah! You’re all so pretty! And I can’t believe you married Jamil! He’ll be so excited—or, well, actually—you know what? It’s fine, I’m super excited to meet you all!”

Asim smiled, hands on his hips, until he frowned and asked, “Why are there so many (Names) though?”

You six turned back to Asim and the others, exchanging looks. You all looked confused, concerned even.

“I…I don’t know. I was with Idia just a moment ago when we started growing these blue cracks on our skin. Then, suddenly, the cracks exploded and I turned up here.”

‘Jewel’ (Name) nodded, piping up. “Same, I was at a shoot with Vil when the cracks appeared, like someone was smashing a mirror, but on my skin.”

The other (Name)s nodded in agreement, ‘Suit’ you pinching at your lip as you spoke.

“I think we all were with our husbands when we got here…wait, we all have different husbands?” You gasped, flapping your hands in excitement. “Is this like a multiple timeline thing? Like Doctor Who?”

“Oh my gooood, you’re so right, it’s a Doctor Who thing.”

“I totally forgot about Doctor Who!”

“I loved Doctor Who as a kid, was your favorite episode also—oh, uh guys?” ‘Silk’ you pointed at the group of men, wincing at the various states of distress they were in. “I think they’re not processing this well. Yours fainted.”

‘Silk’ (Name) gestured to Shroud, still on the floor, as S.T.Y.X. (Name) cringed, carefully making your way to him.

“Oh, Idia? Babe? You okay? Maybe I should get Ortho over…”

Following ‘S.T.Y.X’ you’s move, the other (Name)s each approached your respective…husbands.

Malleus ignored them, moving farther into the classroom to search for his (Name), his beastie. He dropped Grim, who landed on his bottom out of surprise, making an ‘oomph’ sound.

“Owie, hey Hornton, what was that for—”

“Where are they?” Malleus could hear the thunderstorms forming outside, but he didn’t care. “Where is my Child of Man?”

Silence fell over the crowd behind him, but he didn’t care. All he cared about was the foreign feeling of anxiety in his chest as all he saw before him was remnants of you on the desk you’d been sharing. A pencil bag, a notebook, a chair fallen over.

One of the other (Name)s must have approached him, their footsteps but background noise to the sounds of thunder.

“…Hornton—”

“Do NOT call me that! How DARE YOU!” green flames and smoke left his mouth as Malleus turned to rage at the person who dared to call him what his Child of Man called him. What his beastie named him. What his (Name)—

SMACK

The back of a palm met the skin of his cheek, stinging and burning in pain. He’d never…been slapped before. It shocked him.

“Don’t you yell at me like that, Hornton.” The (Name) in Sunset Savana royal garb was resting their hands at their chest, rubbing the tender skin. “I may not be the same (Name) you know, but I am still your friend, even if from another timeline. And you will treat me with the same level of respect as you would your own (Name), understand?”

Malleus stared down at ‘Savana’ you with a blank look. You had the air of a ruler, the attire, the voice. His eyes told him it was you, but…you just looked…so uncanny. It was you, but his heart knew you weren’t his (Name).

The group behind ‘Savana’ (Name) all had different expressions of concern and fear, like they were waiting for him to strike you down. Except for Kingscholar, who had a disbelieving smirk, just barely noticeable. Your face softened, though, as you sighed.

“…I’m sorry Horns, I don’t know what happened to the me that is from here. I don’t think any of us even know how or what brought us here.”

“It was a spell, mon Royal Trickster!” Hunt spoke up, eyes still on ‘Jewel’ (Name) who had taken to stand between him and Schoenheit. “Monsieur Fuzzball decided to practice a type of looking glass spell on Roi du Dragons’s Trickster! It was vraiment terrible! We had to evacuate, as the others happened to see.”

“He WHAT!” Malleus looked down at Grim, who yelped at his angry gaze and fled into ‘Suit’ (Name)’s arms,

“I didn’t know! They wouldn’t let me practice the sigil and spell on the mirror, so they told me to do it on their hand! I didn’t know! I didn’t know! I didn’t knooooow—!”

Grim began crying into ‘Suit’ (Name)’s chest, babbling apologies and wails of regret.

“Looking glass…is that why the cracks formed on our skin?” ‘S.T.YX.’ you was now fanning Shroud with your hands. “But, the same started happening to our husbands, where are they?”

“I may have an answer for that!”

The group turned their attention to Crowley, finally arriving with the nurse in tow, who immediately fell down to attend to Shroud.

“Looking glass spells usually break the mirror and reform it back using a mirror dimension to reform, allowing the user to see into the future. Very complicated, very powerful spell. I’m surprised Young Grim was able to cast a variant of it.”

“Break?” Malleus hissed, interrupted by Grim.

“V-variant?”

Crowley nodded, leaning down to study ‘Pearl’ (Name), who leaned back into Ashengrotto, the latter turning purple once again.

“Yes, if it was the normal spell, it wouldn’t have worked. Nothing would have happened! But something did, which leads me to believe that it was another one with another purpose…Young Grim, may I see what it was you were referencing?”

Grim nodded, pointing to the book at the desk you two had been at. Malleus immediately snatched the book and practically teleported in front of him and Crowley. The direbeast flinched and curled into ‘Suit’ (Name)’s arms, muttering.

“…He says it was page 176.”

Crowley nodded, looking as Malleus flipped to the pages and taking the book from him.

“Let me see….ah! I see the mistake. Grim, you silly thing, you did a different incantation! Our Prefect (Name) was shattered into the mirror dimension!”

“I KILLED THEM!? WAAAAAA—”

“Nononononono—” The headmage frantically waved his free hand, shushing Grim. “Poor choice of words. They must have had some items of personal importance to the student here and were replaced by their mirrors! It’s not unheard of, but it’s very rare for it to even be done. The good news is that all can be brought to normal!”

A wave of relief flushed Malleus, his shoulders sagging, not gone unnoticed by the other students.

“But…”

“But? But what!”

Crowley remained unfazed by Malleus’s raising voice. “I am just ever so busy, and it requires many materials and a powerful mage to cast the spells needed to bring them back, and I just didn’t get many hours of sleep—”

“Then I will assist, problem solved.”

The headmage’s shoulders slumped as he muttered, “Wonderful.” under his breath. He straightened and gave the group of (Name)s a big smile.

“In the meantime, you six can take residence in Ramshackle dorm as we fix—”

“Oh, I’d rather not. Can’t we go with our husbands? …Younger husband? …Younsbands?”

‘S.T.Y.X.’ you smiled, looking down at Shroud as he began waking, the nurse waving their wand under his nose.

“Ugh…I was totally having a weird dream…:”

“Hi my Younsband!” ‘S.T.Y.X’ (Name) smiled at Shroud, which faded as he looked at them and promptly fainted again. “Oh, Idia…”

“That’s not a bad idea, with Hornton working on this, we won’t be here long.” ‘Silk’ (Name) smiled at Asim. “You think Jamil will be okay with me showing up?”

“Oh yeah! Probably, it’s all good (Name!)” Asim cheerfully responded, before frowning. “Should I call you (Name)? Do we call all of you (Name)? I feel like it’ll get confusing fast.”

The six of you hummed, sharing looks with each other.

“Perhaps a nickname?” Ashengrottto suggested, looking anywhere but at his (Name). “Are there any you six would like to go by?”

‘Pearl’ you smiled, tucking Ashengrotto’s long strand of hair behind his ears, making him stiffen.

“You call me Angelfish often, I can go by Angel.”

“Ah! I’ll go by Tart!” ‘Tart’ turned to Riddle and smiled. “Your favorite!”

Schoenheit turned to his (Name) and smiled. “What would you like?”

“Jewel works.” Jewel smiled back, laughing as Hunt exclaimed.

“Merveilleux! A beautiful name for a beautiful person!”

Asim looked expectantly at ‘Silk’ (Name), tilting his head curiously.

“Does Jamil call you anything back home?”

You paused, tapping a finger to your lip before smiling.

“Call me, Habibi.”

Asim looked utterly delighted at the name, eyes shining.

The others looked at the last two, mostly at the (Name) attending to a waking Shroud.

“Alright, alright. No more fainting…oh! Uh, call me Percie.”

The last (Name) looked down, embarrassed, as everyone looked at them expectantly.

“…Mousy.”

A snort left Kingscholar’s mouth, which he promptly closed before retorting after seeing the glare you gave him. His tail whipped against his legs.

Crowley clapped his hands, a satisfied smile on his face.

“Wonderful! Everyone, please make your guests comfortable! Young Draconia, if you will follow me, we will begin the new ritual spell. Come, come!”

Just like that, everyone began shuffling out of the room, the group of twelve separating from the headmage and Malleus as they went opposite directions.

Malleus paused, turning back to look at the group. The different versions of you all looked so happy, being with the others. It made his heart feel heavy.

“Poor Grim, Riddle dear, do you think Trey will be able to make him a treat? To make him feel better?”

“Azul, I forgot you had these glasses. I like them, you look so cute. Ah, it makes me wanna cry a bit!”

“Alright Idia, no more fainting please, you’ll get a concussion at this rate.”

“You know, Leona, it’s been a while since I've seen you with your hair down. You just look so much younger like this…”

“Oh, Vil, do you like the outfit? It’s one you picked out for me, you know?”

“Kalim, maybe text Jamil about the situation now? Just so we don’t stress him out…and no parties or feasts today, please?”

Ignoring the lump in his throat, Malleus turned back around and sped up to Crowley’s side. It didn’t matter what these other versions of you meant to them. He was going to get his (Name) back.

His beastie…come back to him.

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rose-tea-and-strawberries · 2 years ago

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I can't believe I forgot about this, but has Hades ever done the "He's a guy" moment with Yuu.

Oh, totally!

I've seen so much fanart, edits and animatics of Idia saying this as well - the two of them are definitely the type of friends that judge you for your poor taste in men and just be sassy 24 hours a day 7 days a week.

It fits for Hades because as the God of the Dead, he has records on every mortal so he can see just how awful guys are and Idia thinks that 2D people are the pinnacle of perfection so there's no need to focus on people in the real world unless they're Yuu (honestly, same)

Personally, I see Meg as the more 'you don't need romance men are trash' friend since Hades is too busy working on Operation Idia x Yuu with the imps, muses and Hercules.

Yuu: Aren't you and Hercules a couple?

Meg: Listen, kid. Love makes you do stupid things.

Yuu isn't really looking for a boyfriend and she's not really pining for anyone plus her obliviousness makes her blind to how blatantly obvious the NRC boys are simping over her so she's never going to have the whole moment where 'she's being told she shouldn't fall in love' talk but Hades' cynicism and dry wit/sarcasm makes him real fun to be around.

#house of mouse au #asks #twisted wonderland #twst #twst yuu #fem yuu

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one-edgy-bitch-was-taken · 1 year ago

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"Fuck you my child is completely fine!"

Madam your kid is 20 and kinning Idia Shroud, crying when hearing mothers in shorts on YouTube saying they can't believe they will be empty nesters in two years and wish their kids to stay with them longer because YOU forced them to move next door to a empty one room apartment before they were 18 and during their month of finals because YOU wanted to turn their bedroom into your own. Your child cries over those mothers because YOU made them feel unwanted, kicked out, abandoned. Your child has such cripling daddy issues that when they heard from Epic the musical the part of a song where Odysseus finally reunites with Telemachus they wish their father was the one to go "for 20 years we've wondered but tonight you're not alone, MY SON I'M FINALLY HOME!" And cried about it for a few HOURS.

Your child is not fine. You need to meet like 30% of your child's emotional needs for them to grow up with a secure attachment style. THE BAR IS ON THE FUCKING FLOOR AND YOU STILL FUCKED IT UP! YOU FUCKED UP SO BAD YOUR KID IS SIMPING FOR BRUNO MADRIGAL! You fucked up so bad your kid would rather get isekaid into twisted wonderland and STAY THERE then live in this world because they feel like that world will actually make them feel accepted and loved. BECAUSE A CARTOON DILF VERSION OF CRUELA DE VILE IS MORE OF A FATHER FIGURE TO THEM THEN THEIR OWN STEP FATHER BECAUSE BOTH THEIR STEPFATHER AND YOU NEVER OPENED YOUR DAMN MOUTHA TO SAY "I love you" "I'm proud of you" "I care about you."

"My child is completely fine." YOUR CHILD is crying because the one time you act lovingly and say at least a bit of nice things to them is when you're fucking wasted and they just wish you'd tell them thins when you're sober. But then again you 5 minutes later shield still wasted tell them the most heartbreaking things a single divorced mother could tell to her daughter who is a mirror image of her in looks "I've always seen your father in you. And I loved it and HATED it so much." HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT TO YOUR KID AND THEN ASSUME THEY WILL BE FINE?!

"My child is completely fine!" Your child has so much trauma in their body that if you could make others feel your pain your kid would be considered as one of the most dangerous weapons the state has because they could cripple a entire army of soldiers with how YOU made them feel.

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liliths-missing-pen · 2 years ago

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*Slicks back hair again* Hey again babygirl I'm sorry you see I got lost again due to the simp syndrome so lost in thoughts thinking about you aha *lipbites* AHAH SERIOUSLY NAAUR I FORGOT TO SPECIFY WHAT FANDOM it's Twisted Wonderland cuz that game got my head and heart twisting thinking about it 😳

Im so sorry it took me so long to get to your matchups but yeah lol. I match you up with...

Idia Shroud!

Ok so- First off, just the way you wrote your request I was like. "Even if you're considered introverted with your MBTI you definitely aren't scared to be a little unhinged at times" so yeah :) Here is your simp syndrome cure!

If we were talking about this from a scenario standpoint it's a hundred percent chance that y'all met online and been online friends before even considering meeting up. You probably flustered him so badly with your playful flirting and accidentally almost killed him?- Ortho was worried something happened to his big bro he probably got on the mic asking what you did lol

Since you play Twst I feel like it's safe to assume that you like gacha games so you two would spend all night playing and grinding on the games for cards you want till one of you realize they have a test the next day and then it sends the other into a spiral realize that they too have a test and then end up the rest of the night helping each other study for the test as the sun literally seeps through y'alls windows.

Also ngl you two are giving me vibes that it's an online friend-to-online lovers arrangement since well, it's Idia and he'd be extremely nervous to meet you and probably back out on multiple occasions to meet with you until one day he doxes himself to you accidentally and then boom next day you're outside of his door. The way he scream had Ignihyde students filing complaints with him not even knowing that they were complaining about their dorm head his voice was so high pitched.

Ortho as well would love you. He'd totally act as if you were his older sister! He's just so happy that his big brother has found someone!

Anyways, a happy ending I believe that Idia would be the best fit. You two could be alone for hours together and not even say anything to one another, but once you start the conversation (let's be real here Idia would have issues trying to start convos with you) it'll be hard to shut one of you up since you two are just the cutest couple together!

Runner-Up

Jamil Viper

#💞 | lilith’s matchups

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pandoa · 2 years ago

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IDIA WOULD EXCESSIVELY RANT AND POINT OUT ALL OF THE FAULTS IN AN ANIME ADAPTATION AND DO IT WELL

there is no stopping him

nobody:

me seeing Idia being a sarcastic smug bastard throwing ironic lines at us:

#♢pando’s obsessing♢#twisted wonderland #idia shroud #♢mutually adored♢#cherry my twin♡#like an hour documentary full of rage #and of course i would go out of my way to find this~#it was for a passionate cause (ahem angry shroud simp ahem ahem)#idia putting the overgrown men-children in their places </3 #uchiyama's voice is so iconic at this point every time i spot his voice somewhere somehow #he is everywhere lmao

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what-nani-ano · 3 years ago

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I'm his buddy now

#just idia #just jani #janidia #soon we will be more than that O_O #twisted wonderland #twst #idia shroud #art #jani #jani oc #idia simping hours #smh #*dies inside*

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linawritesocs · 3 years ago

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my ocs in an idol au!

here are the profiles for an idol au collab with @waiting-on-a-dream!

also minnie is not here because i see her as their producer.

and yes, all songs i've chosen for them are kpop ones and not jpop but listen. they were easier to find.

i spent way too many hours on this because tumblr refreshed while i typed this post

(picrew link)

avery glass.

his skills.

singing: ☆☆☆

dancing: ☆☆☆

rapping: ☆☆☆☆ (is actually pretty good at it!)

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆☆ (refuses to admit that he likes doing cute concepts, but he really does have a talent for them)

coolness: ☆☆☆☆ (can pull off a cool concept too, but he rarely gets an opportunity to do so)

elegance: ☆☆☆ (his personality gets in the way..)

interacting with fans: ☆☆ (he's way too rude to them even though he genuinely loves his fans, but they already got used to it and some of them even want avery to call them idiots. they're just into that)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆ (again. all because of his personality)

photo shoots: ☆☆

his best concept: cute and nature-themed!

fun facts:

his designated color is hot pink.

he failed a lot of auditions because of his personality and he was told many times that he would get accepted otherwise because he's really pretty. in this au, that's the reason why avery hates being called pretty or beautiful, he wants to be more than that.

he has a lot of flowers sent by his fans in his room. he acts like it's not a big deal but he actually really likes them and takes good care of them.

minnie at first hated avery and told him that he's never gonna become a good idol because of his tsundere personality, but then she found out that avery's fans love him exactly because of that and think he's adorable.

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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vance mintberry.

his skills.

singing: ☆☆☆

dancing: ☆☆☆☆ (he's a really good dancer, but he hurts himself often during practice)

rapping: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he has so much energy, it's perfect for the faster parts of the songs!)

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he has that "cute younger brother" vibe, of course he's good at concepts like that!)

coolness: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he's also really good at cool concepts and whenever he gets a chance to do it, his fans lose their minds)

elegance: ☆☆

interacting with fans: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he's even too good at it. what do you mean, this is a "hand-holding event"? HE WILL HUG ALL OF HIS FANS.)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he's very energetic and fun to be around!)

photo shoots: ☆ (it's hard for him to stay still and sit or stand in the same pose for a period of time)

his best concept: cute, cool, sporty and video game-themed!

fun facts:

his designated color is mint green.

he also failed a lot of auditions because they wanted someone like merrill or roland and people thought that vance is too "immature" and "childish" for that. he's a bit insecure because of that and he wants to take part in more cool and mature songs.

he once mentioned that he likes skateboarding and he's good at it and his fans started calling him "skater boy" after that.

he gets injured so often that some of his fans started making memes about that, which offended his other fans who were genuinely worried about his health. but vance was okay with that and he even laughed at some of them once.

vance is generally the most "memeable" out of all my boys.

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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merrill gardner.

(listen, the picrew didn't have dark brown hair and braids)

his skills.

singing: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he's REALLY good at it. he has a strong and powerful voice)

dancing: ☆☆☆☆

rapping: ☆☆☆

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆ (he doesn't do cute concepts that often, but when he does, everyone loves it)

coolness: ☆☆☆

elegance: ☆☆☆☆☆ (IS A KING OF THIS CONCEPT)

interacting with fans: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he definitely knows how to do it properly, but also likes to smile and wink at his fans, simply because he thinks their reactions are cute. and also because he likes the attention)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆☆☆ (he's okay at it, but he'd rather sit and talk about stuff, he's not that good at doing activities like guessing songs, playing games, etc)

photo shoots: ☆☆☆☆☆ (IT'S HIS WHOLE THING COME ON)

his best concept: he's good at most concepts, but his best ones are cute, cool, dark and elegant. AND MAN IS HE GOOD AT DOING FANSERVICE.

fun facts:

his designated color is mauve.

he's one of the boys that have the biggest number of fans.

he doesn't wear glasses in this au, but when he does (usually during the photo shoots).. yeah, his name becomes one of the most popular hashtags that day.

during one show, merrill had to read a few merrill x reader fics and guess which one was written by an idol like him. it turned out to be the most detailed and long one and it was written by allen. both merrill and allen fans had a field day with this and merrill fans made jokes about merrill being so attractive that even allen has a crush on him. ALLEN FANS MEANWHILE PRAISED HIS WRITING SKILLS.

merrill also does cosplay in this au and he still has a secret account, because he doesn't want to post those photos on his idol account. minnie told him many times that she's okay with it and she thinks him cosplaying popular characters would even help his reputation, but he's just.. too shy for that. some people do have theories about that mysterious cosplayer actually being merrill.

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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allen snowhill.

his skills.

singing: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he has a very pretty voice! it's soft and gentle, but he also can sing some very impressive notes)

dancing: ☆☆☆☆

rapping: ☆☆

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆☆ (say what you want about him, but this boy is cute)

coolness: ☆☆☆

elegance: ☆☆☆☆

interacting with fans: ☆☆☆☆ (he's kinda like vance but EVEN WORSE. if he likes a fan, he might just ask them out.)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he has a very chaotic personality and because of that, his fans remember every single scene that had allen in it because HE'S THAT ICONIC)

photo shoots: ☆☆☆

his best concept: cute, royal, romantic, dark and ironically, the winter concept.

fun facts:

his designated color is baby blue.

some of his fans think his creepy and weird behavior is just an act, meanwhile others think that he really is like that BUT THEY LOVE HIM FOR IT.

some people just know allen as "riley's cousin" and he hates being known as that. if he hears someone say "look, isn't that riley's cousin", he's THIS CLOSE to punching them.

the amount of yandere!allen x reader fics is.. huge. the amount of yandere-themed songs that he participated in doesn't help at all.

when allen fans found out that he gets cold easily and doesn't like winter, they thought that it was adorable. some fans, however, like to make jokes about allen being a weak baby (in an affectionate way) and when a new song comes out during winter and allen is there, they comment things like "ALLEN DIDN'T CATCH A COLD THIS TIME LET'S GOOOO"

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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roland thorn.

his skills.

singing: ☆☆☆☆ (he has a very pretty voice!!)

dancing: ☆☆ (he's.. he's a bit clumsy)

rapping: ☆ (HE DOESN'T UNDERSTAND IT AT ALL)

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆ (he's unintentionally cute! his fans want to see him do a cute concept more often and he doesn't really understand why)

coolness: ☆ (please, this guy IS SUCH A DAD, HE'D BE SO BAD AT A COOL CONCEPT)

elegance: ☆☆☆☆☆

interacting with fans: ☆☆☆☆ (he's really friendly and sweet, but he often gets nervous, like what if he does something wrong and accidentally says something mean ;;)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆☆☆

photo shoots: ☆☆☆☆

his best concept: elegant, nature-themed, dark.

fun facts:

his designated color is english red.

most fans think that his eyepatch is simply an accessory and don't think that he actually has an injury.

him having to wear an eyepatch also negatively affected many of his auditions.

some fans suspect that he doesn't like allen that much because of his interviews. there are only three kinds of roland fans now: those who want to know everything about it and have a lot of theories, those who think it's something personal and they don't have the right to ask roland about it and.. those who write roland x allen enemies to lovers fics.

roland fans like to make jokes like "came for roland because i thought he was hot, stayed for roland because he's actually a cute and clumsy boy". roland is very insecure about that side of his, but his fans absolutely love him for it.

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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fake!jay polley.

his skills:

singing: ☆☆☆☆☆ (his voice is kinda similar to allen's, it's very soft and cute!)

dancing: ☆☆☆☆ (he's actually very good at it!)

rapping: ☆ (like roland, he.. he doesn't get it)

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he doesn't even try to act cute, he's just naturally adorable)

coolness: ☆

elegance: ☆☆☆☆☆ (very pretty!! very elegant!!)

interacting with fans: ☆☆☆ (he's.. kinda awkward. he doesn't really know how to talk to them and ends up sounding weird)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆☆☆

photo shoots: ☆☆☆☆

his best concept: royal, elegant and he's also in the nature-themed concept squad!

fun facts:

his designated color is lemon meringue.

in this au, real!jay got pressured into being an idol by his family, but he knew that he won't be good enough, so he created his clone, hoping that this jay will become a perfect idol. because of that, real!jay often has to deal with being mistaken for fake!jay when he's spending time outside.

jay's fans often send him cute stuffed animals and it makes him very happy.

jay's fans really hope that one day jay will do a cool or dark concept, even though he said before that he's not good at it. they often make jokes, saying that they just want to see him go absolutely wild.

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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austin valiente.

his skills.

singing: ☆☆☆☆ (he's actually surprisingly good at singing!)

dancing: ☆☆☆

rapping: ☆☆☆☆☆ (his rap is very aggressive and powerful and people usually don't expect to hear it from a cute-looking boy (even if he's a bit intimidating) like him)

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆ (he usually gets cool concepts, but he really wants to try a cute concept one day)

coolness: ☆☆☆☆☆

elegance: ☆☆ (like in avery's case, his personality gets in the way)

interacting with fans: ☆☆☆ (his fans love him, but they're also too scared to talk to him ;;)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆☆

photo shoots: ☆☆☆

his best concept: cool/"bad boy", urban, steampunk.

fun facts:

his designated color is cornflower blue.

he's in a similar situation as roland, people suspected that he doesn't like merrill, but they didn't talk that much about it.. and then one day a fan watched a stream that had austin and some other idols, noticed something weird and took a screenshot that showed austin having merrill merch in his room. austin denied everything, BUT HIS FANS WILL NEVER LET HIM LIVE IT DOWN.

austin accidentally mentioned liking magical girl anime during an interview and his fans thought it was cute and asked him for anime recs. he was too shy to do that at first, but eventually he did post his recommendations.

many avery and austin's fans are friends because the boys are very alike and their fans make memes about avery being a soft version of austin and austin being a cool version of avery. as they learned more about their personalities, fans went "NEVER MIND IT'S ACTUALLY THE OPPOSITE"

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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hayden dahl.

his skills:

singing: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he has a very wide vocal range and his voice can be cute and soft in one song and deep and emotional in the next)

dancing: ☆ (. not good at it. never mention dancing around him)

rapping: ☆☆

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he can do literally any concept)

coolness: ☆☆☆☆☆

elegance: ☆☆☆☆☆

interacting with fans: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he's really good at it, he's always smiling, he's very polite and says how much his fans matter to him)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆☆☆☆

photo shoots: ☆☆☆☆☆

his best concept: he's good at all concepts, but fans think that his best concepts are dark, elegant and ethereal.

fun facts:

his designated color is antique brass.

it happens rarely, but fans did notice that hayden's personality is kinda different during live streams and he seems more tired and annoyed. some fans started to think that this proves hayden's idol personality being fake, but most fans started to worry about him.

because of that, hayden is now getting more fan mail and presents and after concerts, fans often ask if he's okay and say that they will love him and support him no matter what. hayden simply smiles and thanks them, but on the inside he's both very happy and.. very anxious. this means that he isn't that good at lying to people and hiding his true self.

hayden x allen is also pretty popular because of both boys looking cute, but being really good at dark and scary concepts.

hayden is trying to hide his bad dancing skills but some fans started to notice that he almost never dances and hayden not knowing how to do it has become a popular meme. his fans still love him though!

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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riley glacier.

his skills:

singing: ☆☆☆

dancing: ☆☆☆☆☆

rapping: ☆☆☆☆

cuteness: ☆☆☆☆☆ (he's just naturally cute, despite his face always being like this :|)

coolness: ☆☆☆☆☆ (AND HE CAN DO COOL CONCEPTS TOO)

elegance: ☆☆☆

interacting with fans: ☆☆☆ (he's not really good at it, but his fans don't care at all, they're just happy to see him)

participating in variety/internet/tv shows: ☆☆

photo shoots: ☆☆☆☆

his best concept: cute, sporty and summer.

fun facts:

his designated color is light orange.

he's VERY popular, he actually might become more popular than merrill one day. allen hates him for that, because he can't understand how his emotionless and quiet brother can be this popular.

riley's fans think he's adorable and every time he does something, like wave his hand or jump during a song, THEY GO ABSOLUTELY CRAZY. they're literally the "i love her lack of energy, go girl, give us nothing" meme.

in this au, riley had a bat in one of the song mvs and fans loved how he looked with it, so they started drawing fanart of riley holding a bat. riley checked it out during one of his streams and said that he likes it and that his fans are very talented.

during an interview, riley was too busy playing a rhythm game on his phone and he forgot that he has to answer a question. after that, he was asked for rhythm game recommendations, like austin with his magical girl anime and some fans joked about getting a rhythm game with riley and other members of his group one day.

how i imagine his solo to sound like:

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#i wish i could say i'm sorry for adding three loona songs #but i'm not. i love their songs #anyway which boy would you stan #i wanted to add more info about their interviews and glowsticks and other stuff #but. i spent like six hours on this.#I ACTUALLY CRIED BECAUSE OF TUMBLR DELETING ALL OF IT #beauty with self grown thorns: avery #a gamer skater boy: vance #idia's e boy servant: merrill #the ultimate simp: allen #the gardening club leader: roland thorn #the literature and animals lover: jay #the lonely mechanic: austin #the chameleon with a god complex: hayden #allen's kuudere cousin: riley

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lemontwst · 4 years ago

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wanted to ask you what do you think about a dominant Idia ? i mean we can clear see that in many ways he's literally a baby boy ////w/// ,, but what if in bed his dominat part is awaking ?? like all MC moans and touches are working like a spark for him lol

while my sadistic ass compels me to peg Idia into the next dimension as a primal instinct, i do enjoy the idea of dom!Idia (say this ten times fast) quite a bit!

just imagine him slamming his burning cock into you as he pins you down with that deranged smirk on his face! i think we all collectively tend to forget that he's the twisted version of motherfucking Hades, he's not just an awkward uwu baby. Idia can and will destroy you if you flip that little switch inside him, you just need to tease him and play coy until he loses his patience. and he’s quick to lose his patience.

also did you see the way he trash talked the others when they failed to rescue him from Eliza???

OOOOF you know he can degrade you just right.

#twisted wonderland #idia shroud #miel has her daily existential crisis #it's idia simping hours in the house today #talk down to me flamey levi zaddy

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italoniponic · 3 years ago

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YEESSSS FEBRUARY 22th now twst can just shove the Harveston groovies and Azul's bday card at me with not a even little bit of mercy bc

IDIA'S SR GROOVY

EPEL'S SSR GROOVY

AZUL'S BDAY GROOVY

Jesus, I need to be strong

#twisted wonderland #cherry's mumbling about twst #epel felmier #idia shroud #azul ashengrotto #twst events #just me being a simp #nothing to see here #its midnight hours i'm eating pizza

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ilsole · 4 years ago

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A historical moment in time...

But... if Idia is so good, why isn’t there an Idia Tw-

O-oh-

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland idia #idia shroud #im a whole simp #i wonder how many hours I’ve wracked up on Pinterest just staring at Idia and frothing at the mouth huh #too many

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koenna99 · 4 years ago

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I left to read Obey Me stuff and I come back to the Idia Simp War....

The fuck happened.....

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #i chose to believe I upset the gods for not simping on Idia for a few hours #its almost 3am i-i cant ಥ_ಥ

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starshiningsirius · 2 years ago

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Lol I’m a Vil and a Jamil.

…but what if they ACTUALLY played Dark Souls?

(I used the DS3 for this because I’m more familiar with it lol)

…why did I put so much effort in drawing this? I don’t know…

#twisted wonderland #twst #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #jamil viper #vil schoenheit #leona kingscholar #idia shroud #ortho shroud #disney twisted wonderland #my leona simp hours #my jamil simp hours #my vil simp hours

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arent-i-the-fairest · 2 years ago

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Hello, could you please do reactions of all nrc boys if they got into an arguement with s/o, and s/o decided to sleep back in ramshackle dorm that night without telling them? Like the nrc boys only find out when they're about to go to bed.

𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

author’s note : forgive them~ orz

heartslabyul

riddle, because of his pride, doesn’t want to reach out to you. so he reaches out to trey instead, flooding him with questions for advice on how to stop the fight and make up. (riddle didn’t really pick the best person to ask, as trey has no idea.)

trey’s never really dealt with arguments before, so he’s kinda clueless on what he should do. should he just give you your alone time?? should he go over and apologize?? he’d be kinda nervous to, since you clearly don’t want to talk with him right now— so he ends up just sitting in his room, thinking until he eventually gives up and just goes to bed. maybe he can sort things out with you tomorrow? :’<

cater had this instinct telling him that you were going to, so earlier that day he went and prepared by buying you a box of chocolates to leave at your doorstep and a cute apology letter to go with it. he’s sure it’ll get you to forgive him! who wouldn’t melt at an act this cute?

“do they think i’m gonna chase after them? as if i’d do that.” —is what ace said, minutes before chasing after you. he misses you and is actually kind of sorry, but he cannot admit to that under any circumstances, so he just ends up bantering when you open the window— which you misunderstood as him trying to start up another fight. this certainly was not the best night for you, but at least ace begging you to not go when you were about to close your window was a funny sight.

it doesn’t matter if he was in the wrong or not; deuce is a simp and overwhelmed with feeling the need to apologize. so he sprints up to your dorm, knocks, and starts giving a clumsy (but heartfelt!) apology for the fight.

savanaclaw

leona doesn’t care to move an inch when he realizes— he’s one stubborn guy, and if you want to sleep in that grimy bed, then fine! he won’t come after you. (until he’s tired of all this, that is. he’s eventually gonna drag you back one day since he misses you as his cuddle buddy.)

ruggie decides to give you your space. but as he’s getting ready for bed, he’s grumbling to himself about ‘how lame this fight is’ and ‘how lonely he’s gonna be tonight’, ears folded down against his head.

jack, after like two hours of trying to decide on whether he should leave you be or try to reach out, sent you an awkward “are u ok” text— and immediately wonders if he shouldn’t have and just let you be alone to collect your thoughts for the night. he’s not the best at this whole relationship thing, but he’s workin’ on it.

octavinelle

azul scoffs, muttering “good riddance” as he crawls into bed. half an hour later, he’s still awake and staring at his ceiling— then, his anxiety leads him to contact idia of all people. and idia’s like “if u don’t try and work thingz out rn u might wake up single” so.. azul ended up giving you a call.

jade just goes to sleep. dreaming about finding a really cool mushroom. but no, he’s not all too concerned about this— he’ll work things out with you tomorrow! he sees no need to get worked up over one little night alone when you two will be back to spending every night together again soon enough.

floyd very rudely breaks into your dorm. and you’re upstairs terrified because you might be in danger. until you hear a faint “shrimpyyy~!” —then it’s clear. you stomp downstairs to yell at him, but he hushes you and sits you down on the couch, telling you he won’t leave until you guys make up. (he doesn’t leave even after you two make up, and you end up having to host an impromptu sleepover.)

scarabia

kalim, due to like.. his whole life, got really worried when he saw you weren’t in his room like you were every night, automatically assuming something bad must’ve happened to you!! the thought you might’ve still been mad about that tiny fight earlier hadn’t even crossed his mind, and he ended up asking for jamil to search for you— he’s super relieved you’re alright after all, but still displeased about something— he saaaid sorry about the fight~! what can he do to make you not mad?

jamil, much like kalim for the same reasons, also panicked a bit. (not nearly to the degree that kalim did though; he’s level-headed and knows that you’re mostly likely perfectly fine. but you can never be too sure, so he seeks you out.) he stands awkwardly at your doorway, not sure what to say, and if he should apologize about the fight— but it didn’t matter anyways since shortly after, you softly told him goodnight before closing the door on him.

pomefiore

vil is still irked about the fight, but he is not going to let you stay in that shabby, dirty room because.. ew. (it’s scary to him how you can stand to be there.) he ends up nagging you as he picks little bits of dust out of your hair and clothes.

rook… this man….. he climbed his way up to your window, pretended that he was about to fall off so that you would let him in, then the second he was inside, suddenly bowed and started formally apologizing for the argument earlier. if you (somehow) weren’t sure that he was crazy before, you do now. (but you ended up forgiving him.)

epel doesn’t like this. he’s sorta petty (??) when it comes to fights, and you doing this makes him feel like he’s been one upped, if that makes even the tiniest shred of sense. but anyways, you’ll probably have to be the one to make the first move in making up.

ignihyde

idia’s mind is chaotically jumping between “lololol they’re so immature avoiding me” and “omg they hate me we’re over” then crying. it’s a lot. what does he end up doing? sending you this long ass clusterfuck of an apology text, and it is so!! damn! difficult!!! to read!! it was all just everything on his mind (a disaster), no proofreading, and the desire to give you an apology out as soon as he could. you probably had several strokes trying to make sense of it.

diasomnia

malleus swears he’s not concerned and that you’ll be over the fight by morning, but then finds himself talking to lilia at like 1am. of course, explaining about how worried he is that he’s crossed you. lucky for him, lilia’s great at advice and tells him that if he’s so anxious, he should try and make up as soon as possible— so malleus instantly teleports into your room to apologize.

lilia predicted you doing this from a mile away. he finds it a bit upsetting that you’re still mad about that little fight earlier, since he thought everything would be fine by now. but hey, a funny little trick should fix everything up, shouldn’t it? he sure hopes it does— wants to see a smile on your face!

sebek immediately shows up, bangs on your door, and demands to know why you’re staying at ramshackle. long story short, the conversation quickly snowballed into another fight— the whole thing gave big “the neighborhood unhappy couple that always fight on their front lawn” energy. you’ll probably have to get ace or someone to get you two to make up, sigh.

silver was out like a light since probably 6pm and wasn’t awake to realize you were sleeping at ramshackle. but he did when it was morning and you weren’t beside him, like you always were. but being the sweet boy he is, he went to apologize as soon as he saw you. “i didn’t know that the argument had upset you that much.. i’m really sorry about it.”

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