#si and am

[ryllen]

3 dudes 🐈🐈‍⬛🐈 that meow

[secondary-colorentimy]

arrghh “character + character theyre based on” is STILL my favorite genre of twst art!!!!

anwyaaaayy, i opted to include both versions of the siamese cats because theyre based on both the original and live action version of them :3

(they are not actually siamese cats in the live action, but devon rex cats, and are justly named Devon and Rex of course 😇)

(Sinn is holding Si and Devon, Amphai is holding Am and Rex)

[lazymonth]

The employees and managers of The Chaøs casino.

This set of characters will be a bit unique than the main universe. Special the boss from A hat in time ( I used to be in this fandom before ) The Snatcher as The Emperor ( card holder ), The Empress… as The Empress. And Si & Am from Lady and the tramp.

Transparent version ↷

[wings-of-sapphire]

maybe they didn’t want kids to think cats are mean

But like???

[rptv-drawings]

Nachtober 2024 Day 16: Si and Am

[docgold13]

Villainy!

[twstchaos]

Original Character: The Princess

Introducing: The Princess!!

Technical Information

Name: Sumana Maeosarai

Japanese: スマナ・マエオサライ

Romaji: Sumana Maeosarai

Nickname(s): Su (Everyone), Marine Otter (Floyd), Mademoiselle Chanceuse (Rook)

Biographical Information

Gender: Female

Pronoun: She/Her

Age: 17

Birthday: August 8

Starsign: Leo

Height: 160cm

Eye Color: Sky Blue

Hair Color: Black

Homeland: Kingdom of Paithoon

Family: Queen Xiulan (秀蘭) (Mother), King Bhumibol (Father), Meihui (美慧) (Twin Sister), Xiaoting (晓婷) (Younger Sister)

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Professional Status

Dorm: Pomefiore

School Year: Second

Class: 2-B (No. 18)

Occupation: Student, Crown Princess of Paithoon

Club: Cheerleading Club

Best Subject: Astrology

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Fun Facts

Dominant Hand: Right

Favorite Food: Milk Tea

Least Favorite Food: Avocado (/Mild Allergy)

Dislikes: Loud Noises

Hobby: Baking

Talents: Playing the Guzheng

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Appearance:

Sumana has dark brown, long hair kept loose down her back, peeking out the top of her head is a pair of cat ears. Her bangs are bluntly cut into a fringe. She has sky blue eyes with slitted pupils reminiscent of a feline.

Sumana wears the standard Night Raven Academy female uniform for Pomefiore students consisting of the black blazer over her purple vest lined with gold-colored trim, a short skirt with white thigh high socks, with a black and white striped bowtie. On her arm sits the Pomefiore emblem. Her Pomefiore dormitory uniform includes the standard knee-length violet robe, black button-up shirt, black leggings, and black and gold heeled boots. The long sleeves of her robes do not have the shoulder slit, staying as one piece. Wrapped around her waist, she has a black belt tied with another strip of red fabric in the middle.

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Personality:

A far cry from her twin sister, Sumana is a very motherly type of person, caring for those around her openly. However, because of her caring and protective nature, she worries more about others than herself. For some reason, she cannot resist the lure of chasing after a bird, even to the point of tackling another student if a bird were to land on them coughvincecough. Since she is the crown princess of Paithoon, she does not really have any idea of what she wants to do in the future.

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Background: 

Sumana and her twin sister, Meihui, were born to the king and queen of Paithoon, a kingdom of feline beastfolk in the East. As the second born daughter, Sumana was never met with the struggles and worries of having to one day rule the kingdom. Together, the twins grew up in the inner court, spoiled and pampered, especially Sumama. At the age of fifteen–a year before they would attend Night Raven College, Queen Xiulan gave birth to their younger sister, Xiaoting. She did not like her baby sister, huffing at the thought that she was no longer the baby of the family. However, once the newly born Xiaoting wrapped her tiny hand around Sumana’s finger, the older sister fell in love with the baby, wanting to care for her little sister. Thus, her “mom-friend” traits were born. 

Upon enrolling into Night Raven College, both of the twins were placed into Pomefiore. During their first year at the school, Sumana was involved in a fight, roping in her sister, with another student from Pomefiore which resulted in that student getting expelled from the school and ending up in Royal Sword Academy. Throughout her time at Night Raven College, Sumana has collected a handful of younger students that she affectionately refers to as her “kittens”.

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Abilities and Unique Magic:

Because of her feline heritage, Sumana is naturally very flexible and quick on her feet. 

Sumana’s Unique Magic is called “If You Please”. Her signature spell allows her to cause an immense amount of good luck to happen to whomever she wills it to, a blessing of sorts. The effects of the magic lasts for a single day, but she can use it on any number of people any number of times…if she remembers to reset the luck. Because of how powerful her unique magic is, she accumulates blot rapidly, deterring her from constantly using it.

Incantation: "You said yes to me, so blessed you shall be. If You Please."

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She is twisted from Si and Am from Disney’s Lady and the Tramp

and Princess Su from Disney’s Mulan II.

(Su gif credit goes to @tianasweets)

More information will come out in the future~

[321spongebolt]

Looking back at Si and Am's theme song from "Lady and the Tramp", I remember laughing at the cats as Lady chased them down the stairs, and after they knock over the window curtains, they both meow and act like they were hurt. I don't know why, I guess cats just make me laugh sometimes. But that's not to say they're the only Disney cats who made me laugh. I also recall laughing at Lucifer from "Cinderella", Prince John from "Robin Hood" whenever he angrily shouts, or when he screams and cries "MOMMY!" by the end of the film when the castle's ablaze, Yzma from "The Emperor's New Groove", whether she's in her human or cat forms, and even Tigger from "Winnie the Pooh". But that's another subject for another time.

Credit for this template goes to DeviantArt user, adamhatson

[lotus-pear]

learning to love

[xxplastic-cubexx]

To stay on the subject of Erik housewife:

he doesn't want cats in the house, (even though Charles would really like one), so they agreed to get the sphynx (similar to Charles) So they (Erik) don't have to always collect his hair.

Spoilers: Erik still has to clean it and he scratches him EVERY time.

so i may have some doodles. because i do think they deserve one (1) cat ...

bonus:

[midoristeashop]

Long car trips mean hunch over my ipad and film dumb stupid videos in restaurants at 11pm 😍 (future me screw u idk if it’s shaky also do not perceive me)

(That one vine)

Also have the things

[introspectivememories]

been watching mashle and oh my god, the eugenics???? the way lance's parents were so ready to give up their daughter??? no second thought???? just "why did this child have to be born to us?"???? um everyone talking in mash's face about how non-magic people are inherently worthless???? the triple line dude fucking making dolls out of people and somehow no one??? is??? checking him???? and then when questioned immediately jumping into "well humans are little more than mindless beasts and i will become a creator deity and reshape the world in my liking!"????? the, um, corruption in the government??? the way this story is so clearly "h*rry p*tter if it was actually funny"??? the slytherin coded characters are blood purists???? they took out hufflepuff??? one of the magia lupus' mage's powerset was just big shuriken???? another one is rip off kisame???? lance is a siscon and the first thing mash says is "that doesn't make it better"???? lemon is genuinely so fuckin funny??? dot is incel-coded but like in a funny way??? dot says that lance is playing life on "easy mode" cause lance has a good face??? dot likes tea??? dot has good manners??? everybody only has one spell they can use??? finn ames is like if you transported is regular human into this stupid ass world??? i think the old man and the cop have explored each others bodies.

[marthajefferson]

Françoise Hardy died today, 11 june 2024, aged 80. RIP icon.

[iamhereinthebg]

✨The stars of season 2 ✨

[aealzx]

(continued ideas from this post, with the end part added in because of @silverspectre51 's comment about wanting a reunion scene)

The first time Danny had spoken to Jason he’d asked him not to tell anyone he had been there. He knew that the only reason his new family was safe from the enemies of his former life was because no one there knew about it, and no one outside of them knew he was still alive. So he’d asked Jason to keep his existence a secret, and was grateful when he agreed.

That didn’t stop him from taking Jason up on his offer that he was welcome there any time. Danny tried not to leave too often, for his sister and friends noticed when he was gone too long and tended to ask where he went. But sometimes the chaos of his life needed the stillness that was only brought by the small memorial Jason had made.

It also helped that Jason was a really cool older brother figure. He was gruff, and stand off ish at times, but it was easy for Danny to tell he was just awkward with emotions. There was always some sort of treat at the memorial when Danny arrived. Cookies, a candy bar, leftover chinese food. Danny always ate anything that was left, and Jason never asked how it was possible. They sometimes talked, but Danny never interacted much with the environment. It was easier to keep his presence hidden if he remained intangible, and Jason just assumed that’s how ghosts were.

It was because of the few visits that Danny found out Damian was targeted. Learned that whoever had targeted his twin had gotten the jump on him, and Jason and others had received a distress signal from him.

Danny was there first.

Being a ghost meant he didn’t have to strictly follow the laws of physics, and as Jason ran to his motorcycle Danny left him behind. His subconscious mind told him he should wait and only appear if he was actually needed. He hadn’t been needed so far afterall, so whoever these people Damian knew were, they had to be good. But the active part of Danny’s mind told him he could get in and out without being seen. Especially since when he arrived at the burning warehouse Damian was already unconscious, his limp body having been tossed to the floor.

Danny didn’t let the enemy get closer. He couldn’t make himself known as Phantom, couldn’t allow others to know Phantom had left his haunt of Amity Park. And so he allowed his true ghostly form to manifest. The one that manifested his accidentally begotten crown and matching wings, as well as the uniform he’d first died in, and the mark of his grandfather’s hand that had choked the life from him. Not even Sam or Tucker had seen this form, so he figured he would be unrecognized.

His appearance came with a distorted clap from the sound barrier being bent, his half alive form muffling the noise as though it were caught in a void but doing little to alleviate the pressure that came with it. As far as the enemy knew Damian was alone, and a blink of the eyes later a solid figure was half hovering above him protectively, an otherworldly sphere of energy held in his other hand.

“BACK OFF!”

Danny’s belted command came with a tiny burst of sonic waves echoing the ghostly screams of wailing dead. Just enough to reinforce his point and potentially burst some eardrums, but not enough to even come close to exhausting him.

They didn’t back off. Because why would they? Damian was no small prize to let go so easily.

And so Danny met their attack, his hand subconsciously scooping up Damian’s blade from where it had fallen. It had been a long time since Danny had fought someone fully alive. But his body remembered the training he’d been given. It was one of the reasons he didn’t fight with a weapon as Phantom. The blade flowed too easily for him. It was harder to be lethal with bare hands. But with a blade even someone with a form as small as his could overpower the brute that had targeted his brother. In moments he had the man on the floor, any goons he may have had having long fled as Danny raised the blade above his head, eyes locked onto the invisible target on the man’s throat.

“DANNY?! WHAT- STOP!”

The command didn’t halt Danny’s hands from plunging, but they did miss their target. The blade stabbed halfway into the concrete next to the man’s throat as Danny’s full consciousness returned to the front of his mind.

He knew that voice, and she shouldn’t be here.

“...Jazz?”

Danny’s voice shook in a whisper as he turned to look at this sister, somehow standing near the entrance of the warehouse. She wasn’t supposed to see him like this. He wasn’t supposed to do this anymore. With a gasp he flinched away from the hilt his hands had a death grip on, his form jerking away as though it had burned him.

“Is this where you’ve been sneaking off to?” Jazz demanded, her entire frame shaking from adrenaline from seeing her baby brother almost murder someone. He looked so different when she’d gotten there. So foreign to the Danny she knew. But she had long known that he had a past none of them knew about, and could only think this had something to do with it. “Have you been coming to Gotham to murder people?” she demanded. She would regret the phrasing of her question later, that obviously wasn’t the right thing to ask. But it was a little hard to think straight right now. She had followed Danny there, but she hadn’t meant to confront him about his escapades until later.

“N’no- I was just,” Danny stammered, suddenly feeling like thousands of unkind eyes were watching him, and shifting his gaze to his clawed hands.

Someone else arrived. A purple suit and blonde hair, dropping from the ceiling and running towards Damian. “Robin?!”

It drew Jazz’s attention to Damian, the hero name easily familiar. “Robin?” she asked, voice significantly quieter as she turned to look as another figure dropped in while the first started to pick Damian up after making sure he was safe to move. “Danny, were you…”

Jazz had a lot of questions that Danny didn’t want to answer. But if they stuck around there would be more people with even more questions he couldn’t answer. “We have to go,” Danny cut off, floating down to start ushering Jazz out the door. She protested, but Danny barely heard her. “They’ll take care of the rest. Please. We have to go before-”

He was frantic, not wanting the time limit to run out before someone else who would recognize him showed up. He wasn’t expecting the other time limit to run out.

“Danyal?”

The voice that spoke was barely a whisper of recently regained consciousness, but it caused Danny’s heart to slam into his throat with a harsh gasp. Danny’s old name dragged his attention from his new sister to the one who had spoken it, small frame cradled in another hero’s arms as the rest of them stopped to follow Damian’s gaze.

“...Dami?”

Danny’s response came without him wanting it to. It caused Damian to double his efforts to remain conscious, which in turn exponentially increased Danny’s panic. He shouldn’t be there. So he wouldn’t be there.

“I can’t do this,” Danny gasped with a breath his lungs didn’t have, his hands reaching to rest on his throat before he fled as quickly as he’d arrived.

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Jason hadn’t been the first to the site to rescue Damian, but he was the only one who knew what Damian’s frantic babbling was about. Demands for the others to let him go back to the warehouse, refusing treatment even though his ribs had definitely been cracked. He’d only started to behave when Jason got there, firmly holding him on the bed to keep him from making his injuries worse. No one knew what they were talking about when Jason promised to take care of it. No one else knew why vague words of reassurance, and a promise to handle everything was enough to calm Damian down enough to stay still. And no one else was given any more answers as Jason left to return to his apartment after asking Stephanie what she had seen when she’d first arrived at the warehouse.

The presence Jason was starting to get familiar with was behind his apartment door again, as he’d thought Danyal would be. But this time when Jason quietly entered the room instead of sitting quietly near the window Danyal was curled in a tight ball in the corner, sobbing. He also wasn’t see through. Something Jason noted as he silently closed the door and approached Danyal, sitting on the floor across from him.

At first Jason wasn’t sure what to say, and Danyal seemed too distressed to be the first to speak. So instead Jason reached forward to cup his hand under Danyal’s elbow, noting how the lad jerk in mild startle, and how he felt a strangely chilled warmth from him. “C’mere,” Jason coaxed, pulling Danyal towards him gently.

It didn’t take more than that for Danyal to lurch forward, crashing into Jason’s chest and wrapping him in a tight hug. It wasn’t something Jason was used to, but it didn’t stop him from doing his best to comfort the lad, resting his hands on his small back and rubbing gently. “It’s okay. Damian is safe at home now, and police are taking care of the rest,” he tried to assure, trying to guess if that was what had Danyal in such states.

It took several attempts being cut off by sobs and hiccups before Danyal got a response out. “I s’screwed up! S’she w-... wasn’t sup’posed to see. He w’wasn’t supposed to see me.”

Jason wasn’t sure who ‘she’ was, but he guessed Danyal meant Damian for the second person. It was something that had confused him for awhile, why Danyal didn’t want to see Damian, and he couldn’t help asking. “Why did you run from Damian? I thought you got along.”

It was a question Danyal hadn’t had an answer to, even for himself. He’d wondered at first why he’d asked Jason to keep it a secret that he was there, even from Damian. But he’d never been able to answer it. He wasn’t angry with Damian, like Jason had first asked. He didn’t blame Damian for anything that had happened. He didn’t resent Damian at all. But for some reason the thought of seeing his twin brother filled him with dread. He didn’t want Damian to know he had a different family now. Another life, away from him and all they had grown up with. Not because he thought Damian would ruin it, or try to get him to leave it behind, or anything like that. He realized now it was because of an overwhelming feeling of guilt.

“I abandoned him,” Danyal choked out, answering the question for himself as well as Jason. “I left him alone in that shit hole of a family, to be used as a toy, as a weapon just to kill people. We were just kids and I left him all alone.”

The revelation caused Jason’s grip to tighten around Danyal, anger towards Ra’s smoldering brighter in his soul. But this wasn’t about him, so Jason stifled that flame in favor of something that would be of greater use. He could try to tell Danyal that Damian didn’t hate him. That they both apparently felt the same ill begotten guilt, believing that they had somehow failed each other despite having only been children. His own words to the others came back to his mind. 

‘I was just a kid you know.’

They were just kids. They were still just kids. And shouldn’t have to deal with such grief over something that had been caused by adults. Jason knew he could sit there and talk, and try to convince Danyal that he was wrong, and his feelings didn’t have to be what they were. But he also knew there was a much easier way to solve this, and a lot of other tasks.

“...Danyal,” Jason spoke, getting his attention. “Can I ask you to trust me?”

“...W’what?” Danyal asked, his sobs thankfully starting to quiet as Jason piqued his curiosity.

“Will you trust me? And allow me to take you to Damian?” Jason repeated, hoping the hold he had on Danyal was comforting instead of smothering. “Trust me that I know Damian, and know this will help both of you?”

It was somehow a simple request in Danyal’s mind. Trust Jason, the only brother who Damian trusted enough to tell him about his dead twin, to know how to help them. For some reason it was easy for Danyal to turn his brian off, and agree. “...Okay.”

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Jason soon learned that Danyal wasn’t a ghost. A comment about finding a hoodie to hide his white hair for the trip led to Danyal revealing that he could easily switch forms between human and spirit. A ring of light briefly passing over his form, and Danyal had black hair, regular green eyes, and completely lost that intimidating presence. Now he was just another regular boy. And he looked exactly like Damian.

He still asked for the hoodie.

The trip back to the Wayne manor was quick, and silent on Jason’s motorcycle, the spare helmet shoved over Danyal’s head. He seemed reluctant to take it off when they stopped, and Jason couldn’t blame him. He seemed very keen on not being recognized.

“Don’t worry. Not even media cameras make it here. Bruce likes his privacy,” Jason assured, resting a hand on Danyal’s back in what he hoped was reassurance even as the kid pulled the hood lower.

Unfortunately because of the recent circumstances the manor wasn’t empty. But Jason ignored the others with short quips when they got nosy. It was only Alfred, the one who always looked after them when hurt, and who was just leaving Damian’s room, that they stopped for.

“Welcome home, Master Jason,” Alfred’s usual greeting was the first words exchanged. “Might I ask who our guest is?”

Alfred didn’t sound like Danyal was unwanted, but he didn’t miss the protective tone subtly in his voice.

“A visitor for Damian,”Jason responded simply. A half answer. It would take too long to explain, and they weren’t there for the others.

“Are you sure this is the best time for visitation?” Alfred asked, knowing that Jason was well aware of Damian’s current health status.

“Trust me. They both need this,” Jason confirmed, his hand never leaving Danyal’s back even as he kept his head low and face away from curious eyes.

“Very well,” Alfred relented after a small pause, stepping aside and gesturing for them to pass.

Jason thanked Alfred, and took charge of firmly leading Danyal through the open door. He could feel Danyal’s body tensing with rattled nerves, and didn’t want him to suffer in second guessing any longer than necessary. So when Bruce turned to look at them from the bedside where Damian was refusing to fully rest, Jason took care of introducing their arrival. “Couple of dead boys, here to visit.”

It was certainly unexpected, but while Bruce’s expression scrunched in confusion Damian stubbornly sat up and a tiny snort escaped Danyal. The humor was almost out of place, but appreciated, and Danyal allowed Jason to move him forward a little before taking the hood from his hands.

Letting the fabric that was hiding his face slip from his fingers, Danyal lowered his hands to replace it with the front of the hoodie instead, giving a shaky, nerve wracked smile as he clenched the oversized hoodie. “... Hey, Dami.”

The greeting was easier than Danyal thought it would be, and he didn’t have to wait long for Damian’s response. Despite the protest of his battered body, Damian ignored all the rules he’d been given to stay in bed in favor of launching himself towards his twin. “Danyal!”

Danyal’s breath left him in a slight huff as a figure the same as his own slammed into him, arms being thrown around him without any hint of hesitation. As Damian babbled broken chatter, Danyal found he couldn’t fully focus on what he was saying. Just the familiar voice from half a lifetime ago, slightly different with just a bit of age, echoing in his ears. It was easy to return the hug, Danyal’s hands remaining gentle in consideration of Damian’s ribs, yet also squeezing as tight as he dared. Fresh tears caused his throat to tighten once more, but this time he didn’t mind. Even the brand new voice behind him did little to deter his desire to stay right where he was.

“Holy shit! You have a twin!”

“Shut up, Tim. You’re ruining it.”

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Friggen huge post but I'm not planning on making this an extended fic so just splatted it all out in 1 post X'D

The first part of this is what that design of Danyal I did was for. And a day of brain fog and just the right kind of positive motivation got me to actually do this.

I feel really out of my element because I only know the DC group from Wayne Family Adventures, and a few fan content things my sis reblogs |D I hope they're not too out of character.

[twstchaos]

Original Character: The Queen

Introducing: The Queen!!

Technical Information

Name: Meihui Maeosarai (美慧)

Japanese: メイフイ・マエオサライ

Romaji: Meihui Maeosarai

Nickname(s): Mei (Everyone), Tetra* (Floyd), Mademoiselle Douleur* (Rook)

*She will refuse to acknowledge his and the nickname’s existences if she is referred to with the nickname.

Biographical Information

Gender: Female

Pronoun: She/Her

Age: 17

Birthday: August 8

Starsign: Leo

Height: 160cm

Eye Color: Sky Blue

Hair Color: Black

Homeland: Kingdom of Paithoon

Family: Queen Xiulan (秀蘭) (Mother), King Bhumibol (Father), Sumana (Twin Sister), Xiaoting (晓婷) (Younger Sister)

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Professional Status

Dorm: Pomefiore

School Year: Second

Class: 2-B (No. 17)

Occupation: Student, Crown Princess of Paithoon

Club: Cheerleading Club

Best Subject: Politics

--

Fun Facts

Dominant Hand: Right

Favorite Food: Tuna Sashimi

Least Favorite Food: Raisins

Dislikes: Getting Wet

Hobby: Embroidery

Talents: Quick on Her Feet

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Appearance:

Meihui has dark brown, long hair plaited into a simple three-stranded braid, peeking out the top of her head is a pair of cat ears. Her bangs are swept to the left (her right) with loose strands framing her face. She has sky blue eyes with slitted pupils reminiscent of a feline.

Meihui wears the standard Night Raven Academy female uniform for Pomefiore students consisting of the black blazer over her purple vest lined with gold-colored trim, a short skirt with white thigh high socks, with a black and white striped bowtie. Peeking out of the pocket of her blazer is the Pomefiore emblem. Her Pomefiore dormitory uniform includes the standard knee-length violet robe, black button-up shirt, black leggings, and black and gold heeled boots. The long sleeves of her robes do not have the shoulder slit, staying as one piece. Wrapped around her waist, Meihui has a black belt tied with another strip of red fabric in the middle.

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Personality:

Meticulous and calculating, as the future queen of her kingdom, Meihui was instilled with these qualities from a young age. A sense of justice and righteousness borne into her due to her desire to be a great queen for her people. She is not afraid to get her hands dirty when faced with wrongdoing. At times, Meihui can be snarky and critical. Because of her royal upbringing, she can be standoffish and demanding. Rarely, she shows a soft side of herself to those she is close with, willing to protect those she really cares about.

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Background: 

Meihui and her twin sister, Sumana, were born to the king and queen of Paithoon, a kingdom of feline beastfolk in the East. As the first born daughter, Meihui was named the heiress to the throne, successor to King Bhumibol. Together, the twins grew up in the inner court, spoiled and pampered. At the age of fifteen–a year before they would attend Night Raven College, Queen Xiulan gave birth to their younger sister, Xiaoting.

Upon enrolling into Night Raven College, both of the twins were placed into Pomefiore. During their first year at the school, Meihui and Sumana were involved in a fight with another student from Pomefiore which resulted in that student getting expelled from the school and ending up in Royal Sword Academy.

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Abilities and Unique Magic:

Because of her feline heritage, Meihui is naturally very flexible and quick on her feet.

Meihui’s Unique Magic is called “If You Don’t Please”. Her signature spell grants her the ability to induce physical pain towards the person she targeted. The pain output is directly related to her mental and emotional states. Because of how powerful her magic is, she seldom uses it. When using her unique magic, she telegraphs her spell by squeezing her fist tightly. Loosening her fist will lessen the pain, opening her hand completely will deactivate the spell.

Incantation: "'No' you dare to say. I will have my way. If You Don't Please."

--

She is twisted from Si and Am from Disney’s Lady and the Tramp 

and Princess Mei from Disney’s Mulan II. 

More information will come out in the future~