#ramshackle dorm

[yichi-is-a-bitch]

TWST Incorrect quote #99

MC: *holding out a cookie for Deuce "Look! This ones a heart, that’s how I feel about you!"

Deuce: *Ugly crying*

MC: *holding out another cookie for Ace* "This ones like Michigan, that’s how I feel about you!"

Ace: *throwing his hands in the air* "What does that mean?!"

[eldritch-alicedoll]

his princess sketch version

Since I make it for my portfolio so I want to post my sketch hehe

[un-fwuit-un-fwog]

The Rain is Especially Loud Tonight

Synopsis: The Prefect gets hurt due to Crowley's negligence.

TW: Injury, Stitches, Medical Stuff, Prefect gets caught under a collapsed Ramshackle

Part 1 (here), Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 (coming soon), . . .

Tick Tick Tick Tick

The room would be completely silent were it not for the ticking of the clock on the wall.

The environment was more comfortable than your usual medical setting, but it still felt cold in a way.

The door creaked open and in stepped professor Crewel. "Hey, Pup." His voice lacked its usual stern tone one would hear in the classroom; instead, his voice was gentle and almost hoarse.

The hoarseness was no doubt a result of him screaming at the headmage in a roar you shiver even recalling. He had spent hours tearing into the man for his gross negligence and irresponsibility.

"Pup?" His voice became more worried when you failed to answer.

"Sorry." A meek, rasped voice leaves you throat. Your throat burns with dryness despite the 6 glasses of water you already drank, and it feels like every syllable echoes through your head and causes an intense, throbbing pain. You don't recognize the voice that claws its way out of your throat as your own.

You hear the soft scrape of a chair on the floor next to your bed. "No. Don't apologize, Pup." Rocking your gaze slowly over to him its clear to you, with the way his jaw clenches and unclenches while his eyes search the blanket covering you, that he wants to say something, but isn't sure what.

You slowly rock your head to look forward again. "Everyone's been in such a panic. . .and it's my fault, I-"

The man cuts you off as you choke on your words: "Pup. This is not your fault."

"But-" Your throat feels like its been given a massage with a thousand razor blades. The coughing your attempts to speak cause only make the pain worse.

Crewel quickly grabs another glass of water and holds it up to your lips for you to drink. "But nothing, Pup- Keep those arms down or you'll re-open the wounds. That old building was bound to collapse at some point. We all knew it. If the fault is on anyone it's on us staff. Crowley made you stay there, and we didn't stop him." The glass cup clinks slightly too harshly onto the nightstand as he sets it down.

Silence falls between the two of you.

Tick Tick Tick Tick

The ticking of the clock numbs your thoughts. You force your mind to stop focusing on the pain radiating from every inch of your body and instead listen to the steady ticking of the clock. The only other sound that can be herd is the occasional hurried footsteps outside the door as the other staff do their best to take care of the situation.

Your injuries have already been treated by a specialty team sent from STYX the moment the news got to them. They were the only ones aside from Grim, Leona, and the staff that had seen your mangled form before you were wrapped up like a mummy. You didn't have to ask how bad it was. Seeing Crowley throw up at the sight of you was enough to tell you it was bad.

The STYX team had spent nearly a whole 24 hours stitching you back together like some ragdoll and rearranging the many pieces of you that had been ripped and jostled out of place. If not for them. . .well, you don't want to think about it. If you looked like a mummy on the outside, you were sure that under the bandages you looked like Frankenstein's monster. There really wasn't a single bit of you that got out of that death trap unscathed.

You were kept in the school infirmary instead of being carted off to some high-tech STYX facility only because they needed to operate on you as soon as possible and didn't want to move you too much after the initial procedures. They made do by shipping a ton (literally speaking, more like 3 tons) of medical equipment to the school, most of which was now littered around the infirmary in a rushed yet professional way.

Despite your closeness to your friends, the only people who had come to see you were the staff. It's not that none of your friends wanted to see you, but that they weren't allowed to. The doctor's worried having them in so soon, when they were still full of hysteria from the news, wouldn't be the best idea. They weren't able to text you either as your phone had been crushed in the collapse.

"How's Grim?"

Professor Crewel hums: "Physically, he's pretty unscathed. He just has a few scrapes and bruises. Mentally, he's a bit traumatized."

You supposed that made sense. You didn't remember much, but what you did remember was Grim's voice. He had been returning to the dorm from after school detention when he found the building in shambles on the ground. He called out to you but your lungs were filled with debris and your torso was being crushed by layers of rubble. The dorm ghosts met Grim at the edge of the junk pile that used to be a dorm and confirmed that you were inside and that you needed help. The ghosts talked to you as you laid there, not being able to physically move anything off you themselves. They kept you awake and assured you that Grim was getting help.

Not long later you heard shouting. Two of the ghosts stayed with you while the third went out to meet the staff and fill them in. You were told after the fact that that's about the time they called up Leona to use his unique magic so they could get you out as soon as possible (that was the first time many saw the lion run).

You were blanking in and out of consciousness when they found you, but you remember them finding you. The feeling of the weight of the rubble lessening as it was methodically turned to sand and removed (in order to not end up crushing you with sand instead), the small grains dripping on your face, and eventually, the full force of the pouring rain battering your face as the last of the rubble was removed from above you. You remember Leona's manic eyes turning horrified, Crowley puking, and worst of all, Grim's face.

"STYX sent over a few trauma counselors. There are ones assigned specifically to Leona and Grim as well since they saw some of the worst of it." Crewel finally broke the silence again.

"And you? You and. . .the other teachers were there too. . .and Sam."

"Calm down, Pup. We've all had evaluations done to assess how we're handling it. We'll be fine.

"What about. . ." Your voice trails off, but from the look in your eyes, Crewel can tell what you were about to ask.

"What about the headmage?"

You nod, wincing slightly when the motion disturbs an injury on your neck.

"He's under investigation." Crewel responds after a brief pause. He knew that you surely couldn't be all that fond of the crow, but as you saw it, he was probably also your only ticket home. Crewel looked up to gauge your response, but your face remained neutral.

"And you, Pup? I obviously know you aren't doing particularly well physically right now, but what about mentally?"

"Hm?"

Crewel hesitated, not wanting to dig around in a mental wound and make it worse, "You were. . .under there for a while. I'm sure it must've been. . .scary."

You think for a moment before responding: "Was I really under there that long? It didn't feel like it. . .I think I passed out a few times." Your mumbled words put Crewel at ease in a way. He's not happy that you had been passing out, but he was at least glad that you weren't stuck under there fully conscious and feeling every second tick by as if it were an hour.

"Hmm. I see." Crewel nods. "I ought to let you rest now. A counselor will stop by tomorrow to talk to you about what happened." He stands up as he says this, his knuckles still white from how tightly he'd been gripping the fabric of his pants. "Rest well, Pup."

You simply nod, this time more carefully as to not disturb your wounds, and watch him walk out. When the door closes you swear you hear a choked sob.

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[kenchann]

dumb lil yuu doodles 🍊

[rizdoodles]

POV: You are Yuu.

RAaaahhh!!!! I love this music video!!!👁🎶

[salty-rey]

New member for the Ramshackle Dorm! Even though the new event is for the JP server, I'm still excited to see what the story is!! I feel like a kid again, obsessed with The Nightmare Before Christmas!

I'm currently working on Yasuho's outfit! Hoping to get that done soon!

[bridgoetta]

I am, and I cannot stress this enough, obsessed with her

[deluxe-rabbitsu]

Inconsistent art style check!! 🤙🏻

I did this in many days, took unnecessarily long three days, two finishing the line art and one for the coloring...I almost die but here we go (⁠ ⁠´⁠◡⁠‿⁠ゝ⁠◡⁠`⁠)

Ramshackle is a little too lonely, we need more people around 🗣️

BY THE WAY THANK YOU FOR 400 FOLLOWERS WOO 🎉🎉✨🎉✨

I still have some free oc requests available is someone wants to send their oc/yuu my way:)

[dicenete]

Okay this was a quick side project for me because why not. ^^ Let your inner Cater guide you as you record your adventures in Twisted Wonderland!! : D You can download the Magicam Base (.clip and .psd) from my MediaFire! Have fun! Also if you use this, I would love to see them. Feel free to tag me, but that is not mandatory ^^

Just so you know, I made this in CSP so I don't know how well the PSD works. The font I used is just basic Arial (bold and regular).

Free to use and edit, just don't go selling this. I made this for people to enjoy for free.

TWST Tag Team: @windalchemist001 @twstsandturns

[anonblubb]

You wake up after a nap in the forest and see these 3- what do you do?

[yichi-is-a-bitch]

TWST Incorrect quote #53

*Sebek and Mc are texting*

Sebek: "Who are you? Someone changed the names in my phone."

MC: "What did they change my name to?"

Sebek: "Chosen One."

MC: "Don’t change it back"

Sebek: "BUT WHO ARE YOU?!?!"

MC: "I’m the chosen one"

[eldritch-alicedoll]

Imagine your first winter in Night Raven Collage then all of them start to arguing which winter coat will you pick……….oh dear this is a war 🔥

Good luck!

[adrianasunderworld]

Random thoughts while reading Book 7 that have absolutely nothing to do with the plot. But if I was Yuu, I would absolutely cut through these trees and straight to mainstreet. The map makes it look like it's not that rocky and any ledges are not big. It looks walk able to me.

Because the other alternative is for Yuu to walk ALL OF THIS a couple times every day.

Granted, the campus may not actually be as big as the map makes it seem. But even so, I'm not doing all that.

[tartppola]

ramshackle dorm uniform!!! but its specifically designed for me and my guys + my sillay yuulis guy in the twst choober style

[simple-dark-eyes]

Ace: Hey Yuu, can you come to my family gathering, so I can show you to them next week?

Yuu: *who was chilling on their couch with Grim sleeping on their stomach, looks at Ace, and raises an eyebrow* Why?

Ace: Because they think I made you up.

[brideofbriar]

🏚️┆Daily life in Ramshackle dorm

➳ FT:: Yuu,, Grim,, Rollo Flamme,, Fellow Honest,, Gidel,, the ghost trio ➳ A/N:: the family ever they make me wanna sob (they exist only in my head) ➳ summary:: the choas resulting from living with "reformed criminals" ➳ warnings:: might be ooc

Yuu:: guys, do you mind leaving for a sec? I have something to speak to Fellow about. *glares into his soul*

Fellow:: no guys stay! Please stay...

Yuu:: Go!

Fellow:: Stay!

Yuu:: GO

Fellow:: Grim please stay

Grim:: get him henchman! nyeheheheh

Yuu:: GO!!

Fellow:: Rollo don't do this to me!

Rollo:: *picks up Grim and grabs Gidel's hand, walking out of the room*

Fellow:: GIDELLLLL

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Azul:: how does it feel to belong to the worst dorm in school

Yuu:: well-

Rollo:: in a school full of sinners I wear it as a badge of honor

Cater:: what about the rumor's that you're all gay nd mentally imbalanced

Grim:: WHO DARED TO SAY THAT ABOUT THE ALMIGHTY GRIM

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Grim:: *yapping to Gidel abt how he is the superior cat nd he will never replace him*

Yuu:: what's going on

Slim ghost:: Grim is being obnoxious again kheheheh

Plump ghost:: man if I were in that little kitty's place I would've beat him up wwwwww

Gidel:: *picks up hammer*

Ghosts + yuu:: ?

Gidel:: *bonks Grim*

Grim:: OUCH-?!

Fellow:: *popping out of nowhere* that's my boy!

Gidel:: >:3

Grim:: HENCHMANNNN