#sorrel madrigal

[ramshacklerumble]

i’ve had the concept of sorrel and cater working on a song for music club reasons in my head for a while (despite sorrel being in the film research club) and @twstinginthewind’s nrc music fest event popped up and i was like OH PERFECT!!! (explanatory ramble below)

regardless of the circumstances around just how they get into this project together, this whole thing is what gets them to get to know each other far better than anything else has since the time they’ve known one another. this is also a good example as to why they are unable to become romantically involved until adulthood.

cater is aware sorrel is at the very least attracted to him and while i wouldn’t say that he’s USING sorrel, he sure is taking advantage of whatever sorrel has for him to get sorrel to work on the project with him. this works out even better when sorrel shows legitimate aptitude for the song writing process (though much like with sorrel’s other work, he’s got a sharp perfectionist streak). though it’s nothing explosive, cater and sorrel do begin to clash in terms to how they approach the song and things get even more dicey for cater when VIL begins to question sorrel’s reasons for working with cater to begin with. she’s rather open about her views on cater being a flakey, uninspired and shallow phony and thinks little of sorrel “wasting” his talents on cater as she doesn’t think he’d truly appreciate any of it.

cater just wants something that looks and sounds cool for the ‘cam and vil doesn’t doubt they’ll be able to do that. but that’s just the issue, it’ll be just that.

her time working alongside sorrel as a creative on the film research club has shown her sorrel doesn’t work on anything for simple appearances. besides his genuine love and passion for his work, everything he works on has a message he truly believes in— be it a negative or positive one— it’s genuine. but when has cater ever done anything genuinely?

sorrel voices a quiet, but steady faith in cater being capable of creating something amazing— something that cater is secretly unsure how to feel about beyond feeling uncomfortable under the expectation. but cater also doesn’t miss the way sorrel begins to shift in the way he acts towards him as they continue working on this together.

sorrel himself is unsure what he actually feels for cater (in comparison to how he feels about trey at this point. that is, sorrel is fully aware he’s head-over-heels for the dude), but he does care about cater and he loves him as a friend, no question.

that said, it’s during the time that they’re working on this project together that sorrel realizes cater is…kind of really a mess. and though sorrel wants to continue to be cater’s friend and help when he’s able to— he gets the solid reality check that for his own mental health, he can’t be involved anymore beyond that with cater. he doesn’t push cater away exactly, more that sorrel minds how much of himself he’s willing to give away to him. (which is big for sorrel, who will give his entirety to someone he cares about, but that’s growth for you i suppose).

and i feel like this is definitely the start of an undercurrent of tension for the years to come, especially as cater’s coping mechanisms get more and more unhealthy.

taglist:

@cyanide-latte @inmateofthemind @tixdixl @blithesharem @thehollowwriter @jovieinramshackle

@theleechyskrunkly @skriblee-ksk @boopshoops @the-trinket-witch @twistedwonderlandshenanigans @kimikitti

@felix-cant-ski @nightwingshero @water-writings @beneathsakurashade (dm to be added)

[tixdixl]

Happy Birthday Sorrel - TWST Ficlet

A/N: It's Sorrel's birthday!! I wanted to do something for the special baby boy's birthday, even if it's small. This is also a friendly reminder that all the NRC students definitely belong there LMAO.

Word Count: 718

Characters: Sorrel Madrigal (@ramshacklerumble ), Kingsley Tyr, Cater Diamond, Trey Clover

CW: None that I can think of.

Flickering green candle light illuminated the foyer. And as the freshman stepped out into the top of the stairs, his gaze swept across the room. With sweets lining all of the table space and the banner hanging from the stone banister, the space permeated with birthday cheer. And with the atmosphere as it were, Kingsley quickly reaffirmed to himself that he would leave as soon as his mission had ended.  Many fae and a few humans were spattered around the room. His eyes landed on his intended target, the Diasomnia junior standing between two Heartslabyul students. A small glass sat between his small, shaking hands, clutched to his chest as he slouched forward. The trio seemed to be enjoying the moment, though debatable from the perspective of the Diasomnia Junior - Sorrel Madrigal, the birthday boy. 

As Kingsley began to descend towards the party, his boots thunking rhythmically and militantly against the stone planks, several sets of eyes followed his every step. Widening with fear, he noted how their pupils dilated as they recognized his presence. Yet, just as he’d done before, he processed their stares as encouragement - their fear recognized as a sign that he’d held himself just as he intended. Practically commanding the room as he walked, the clamor dwindled into a faded silence. And when he reached the bottom of the stairs, his eyes locked with the deep brown eyes of the birthday boy. He noted the sweat slipping down Sorrel’s cheek, and the tension in his shoulders. But just as he had begun to suspect that the junior feared him just as anyone else, the junior smiled.

“Oh, hey, Kingsley! I’m really glad you came,” Sorrel greeted him with a warmness the freshman hadn’t expected. 

The freshman nodded to him in greeting before responding verbally with, “Happy birthday, Madrigal,” as he held out a carefully wrapped box toward the junior. Though meticulously and cleanly wrapped, the decorations were plain and arguably barren. But nevertheless, the present had been prepared, and Sorrel’s name had been cleanly etched into the tag with blue ink. 

All three juniors stared at the box, shocked by its literal presence. Sorrel’s eyes repeatedly flicked up towards Kingsley’s gaze and then back down again at the box.

“Well, are you going to take it?” the freshman asked, low key tired and irritated with continuing to hold the box out in front of him.

“Ah- I mean, is that–”

“A present for you, yes.”

“...oh, thanks. You didn’t have to,” the junior replied sheepishly.

“Consider it a show of my appreciation. You act more like a housewarden than our actual housewarden, and it hasn’t gone unnoticed,” the freshman stated bluntly. And as the words left his mouth, the room became completely consumed by silence. Many sets of eyes stared, and he could feel them burning into his skull. The diamond card soldier’s jaw dropped, agape from the words that left Kingsley’s mouth. Simultaneously, the Heartslabyul vice-housewarden’s eyes widened. In fact, his glasses even slipped a bit, now sitting crooked on his face. 

The smallest of twitches pulled the corner of his mouth upward. The faintest hints of a satisfied smirk lingered on his face. He’d gotten exactly what he wanted out of this. And hopefully, this interaction would continue to evolve as planned.

After a moment’s pause, Sorrel reciprocated the smile. His own faint, and also equally full of unspoken satisfaction. The junior let out a nervous laugh, seemingly processing everything that was unfolding before him. With shaky hands, the junior reached out and handed his glass to the Heartslabyul vice-housewarden. He took the box from Kingsley’s hands, and tucked it under one of his arms. All the while in the brief silence, he reclaimed his drink from the vice-housewarden’s grasp. 

“Thanks,” the junior continued to smirk, “I’m just trying to do your best.”

“And that’s better than the efforts of some others in this dorm. Take it as you will. And again, happy birthday.”

Without another word, the freshman clasped his hands firmly behind his back. Having completed exactly what he had set out to do - and to a greatly satisfying success, he marched straight back up the stone stairwell, leaving the party and everyone in it behind him. The solitude of the castle hallways greeted him with their familiar, calming stature. 

~~~

Tag list: @ramshacklerumble @elenauaurs @rainesol @starry-night-rose @inmateofthemind

@cyanide-latte @blithesharem @theleechyskrunkly @thehollowwriter @boopshoops

@lumdays @the-trinket-witch @twstinginthewind

Lmk if you want added/removed

[ramshackle-rumble]

hey thanks for checking out my blog! mainly oc/canon shenanigans around these parts, largely centered on my yuu (gia yugo)— however i have other characters when i’m bothered to remember them. feel welcome to send me asks or dms, but please be patient with me as i have both the memory of a walnut and i struggle with consistent energy levels. (as well as a blaring suspicion of undiagnosed adhd).

i do swear freely, as it says on my bio card i am an adult but don’t mind interacting with younger folk (so long as it’s APPROPRIATE), i don’t discuss nsfw topics on this blog, we are also hella gay up in this bitch. terfs and other exclusionists are unwelcome.

if anyone needs me to tag any triggers please let me know either through an ask or dm.

here are my list of (main) ocs and the tags i use to organize their posts (if i had them). i will be linking to their bios as i complete them…eventually.

gia yugo | yuusona | ramshackle freshman

#gia yugo - mainverse posts

#shrimp!gia - posts on au with @felix-cant-ski /@children-of-the-muse

#who ya gonna call? heartshackle! - posts including grim and adeuce

#unagi shrimp - tag for gia and floyd leech

#shellfish salad - tag for gia and ace trappola

#shrimp rarebit - tag for gia and @tixdixl’s kingsley tyr

#dragon roll - tag for gia, floyd and ace

#oden polycule - tag for gia, floyd, ace and kingsley

sorrel madrigal | bruno madrigal descendant | diasomnia junior

#sorrel madrigal - all posts

#lucky charm - tag for sorrel and trey clover

#crystal vision - tag for sorrel and cater diamond

#cards of fate - tag for sorrel, trey and cater

cusi cápac | emperor kuzco expy | scarabia freshman

#cusi cápac - all posts

#unleash the groove - tag for cusi and jack howl

helena jupiter | hercules expy | corlux key seminary exchange freshman (ramshackle)

#helena jupiter - all posts

TBD - tag for helena and deuce spade

bobbi st. robins/beau fowl | robin hood expy | royal sword academy exchange sophomore (pomefiore)

#bobbi st. robins - all posts

#scavengers’ den - tag for bobbi and ruggie bucchi

#sunarrow - tag for bobbi and @tixdixl’s emil lehr

#band of thieves - tag for bobbi, ruggie and emil

vasa samaria | maui expy | octavinelle sophomore

#vasa samaria - all posts

TBD - tag for vasa and jade leech

#tidepooltryst - tag for vasa, jade and @inmateofthemind’s caelum sokól

#the mostro lounge is a workplace comedy - posts regarding anything within the lounge and the cast within

alameda slim the fifth | alameda slim descendant | savanaclaw freshman (as of the year following the game’s events)

#alameda slim v - all posts

#yancy boys - posts regarding slim with his best friend jett bison and/or slim’s cousins— the wylie brothers

tag list:

@cyanide-latte @inmateofthemind @tixdixl @blithesharem @thehollowwriter @jovieinramshackle

@theleechyskrunkly @skriblee-ksk @boopshoops @the-trinket-witch @twistedwonderlandshenanigans @kimikitti

@felix-cant-ski @water-writings @nightwingshero @beneathsakurashade (dm to be added or removed)

[ramshacklerumble]

W-Woah! Didn’t expect to see you around here. Perfect timing, we’re about to cut the cake!

Groovification: [LOCKED]

Set to Home Screen: Uh…Do I look okay?

Home Transition 1: Should’ve known Lilia wouldn’t let me pass the dorm mirror without trying to scare the soul out of me first. The guy really knows how to make you feel alive.

Home Transition 2: Jorge and Hernando started the morning by squeaking up a storm. They were trying to sing to me, but between the two of us, I think I should get them some music lessons.

Home, after login: Hmm~ Hmm~ Hmm~ 🎵 Oh, haha. The Ramshackle Prefect invited me to listen to a musical from their homeworld on their magic gramophone. Cool, huh? I took a recording hoping Ortho might be able to clean up the audio.

Home Transition (Groovification): [LOCKED]

Tap Home 1: Check it out! Cater got me this awesome limited edition poster for one of my favorite films. I kept asking how he got it, but he just gets this sly look in his eye and won’t tell me.

Tap Home 2: Yeesh. Even on my birthday, Vil gave me a big ol’ chewing out over my hair, but then gave me a present. …It’s hair product.

Tap Home 3: People give Silver a wide berth because he looks so serious all the time, but he’s honestly a great guy. We’re planning on having a movie night, y-you’re welcome to join!

Tap Home 4: Dorms are forced to host birthday parties, so freshman year I felt kinda bad over these random dudes having to throw one for me. This year…it actually felt like they wanted to celebrate…heh heh.

Tap Home 5: A couple of freshmen asked how old I was turning and they looked so surprised. …Do I really look that old…?

Tap Home (Groovification): [LOCKED]

DUO MAGIC: Haha, let’s not to get too wild here, o-okay Floyd…? / C’mon, Flounder! How ‘bout we kick it up a notch?

big thank you to @moonyasnow for their bday boy background templates!

tag list:

@cyanide-latte @inmateofthemind @tixdixl @blithesharem @thehollowwriter @jovieinramshackle

@theleechyskrunkly @skriblee-ksk @boopshoops @the-trinket-witch @twistedwonderlandshenanigans @kimikitti

@felix-cant-ski @nightwingshero @water-writings @beneathsakurashade (dm to be added)

[ramshacklerumble]

*whistles* Check out all the rides, heh heh. A little nervous, but uhh...let's have some fun, yeah?

Groovification: Playful Land-- where everyone is a star. Think I'll get my spotlight out in the real world...?

Set home: Where do we even start?

Home Transition One: I didn't think I'd like the rollercoaster as much as I did, brrr, I got goosebumps!

Home Transition Two: Jorge and Hernando begged me to come along. I feel kinda bad leaving them behind, but I don't see any rat rides.

Home Transition Three: What a GORGEOUS theatre. I've got a handful of stage plays in the works, y'know, imagining them on a stage like that... *dreamy sigh.*

Home, after login: Mmm! Hahaha, these mozz sticks are STUFFED with cheese. C'mere, try one.

Tap Home 1: Those two... I mean, I guess I shouldn't be quick to judge. I've lost count the amount of times people thought I was sketchy. ...Still...

Tap Home 2: My family could really use a trip like this, they could use a break...Ah, nothing. Just dreaming again.

Tap Home 3: Lilia keeps giving me and Trey...a look. I figured he'd be kinda sour about not telling him, but seeing that smirk on his face-- I think I'd kinda prefer it if he was.

Tap Home 4: I bumped into Gia and that new friend of theirs. Funny, I didn't really think they'd be so comfortable with strangers, but they seemed to be having a real good time.

Tap Home 5: Huh? O-Oh, haha, my tattoo? Yeah, it's, uh...um...Man, I feel so exposed...

tag list:

@cyanide-latte @inmateofthemind @tixdixl @blithesharem @thehollowwriter @jovieinramshackle

@theleechyskrunkly @skriblee-ksk @boopshoops @the-trinket-witch @twistedwonderlandshenanigans @kimikitti

@felix-cant-ski @nightwingshero @water-writings @beneathsakurashade (dm to be added)

[ramshacklerumble]

Hihi! How about Quote and Backstory for Bobbi and Sorrel? 😁

Quote: Give me something your twst OC will say. Either something they always say or something iconic they said. Something that helps solve the problems or something that is a catalyst to even more issues.

bobbi st. robins - “…what? c’mon, don’t look at me like that. when’s a guy like me ever gonna get another chance like THIS?”

sorrel madrigal - “wanna rub my foot? uh— my rabbit’s foot, i mean. for good luck.”

Backstory: Tell me anything about your twst OC’s backstory. Their childhood, their parents, their siblings etc. Does their backstory affect how they are as a character now and how they interact with the cast?

bobbi st. robins - bobbi grew up in an orphanage run by a man named deacon, good friends with ruggie’s granny bucchi. with granny bucchi being something of the neighborhood matriarch and deacon being a man of charity, bobbi was raised with a very deep sense of community and is severely protective of his neighborhood. this is what eventually leads him to sneak into rsa even though he’d been invited to nrc alongside ruggie, as he views rsa as a bigger chance to perhaps turn some help towards his beloved people. while this does cause a rift between him and ruggie that seems to be only growing more by the year, bobbi meets good people at rsa that help him break out out of certain (though not all) mindsets in terms to how he views people different from he.

sorrel madrigal - one day in his pre-teens, a particularly bad day in his hometown of encanto caused him to runaway for a short while to the nearest city. by chance or by fate— it’s never been clear to sorrel— he entered a theater and found the love of his life: film. enraptured by the notion of visual media and storytelling, sorrel spent all the money he had watching any movie he could. though he eventually had to go back home when he didn’t have any funds to start “a new life” as he’d originally planned, sorrel came out of the experience with the dream of one day making a film of his own. as of his time in nrc, sorrel is part of the film research club as screenwriter and often co-director alongside vil schoenheit.

more asks? here.

tag list:

@cyanide-latte @inmateofthemind @tixdixl @blithesharem @thehollowwriter @jovieinramshackle

@theleechyskrunkly @skriblee-ksk @boopshoops @the-trinket-witch @twistedwonderlandshenanigans @kimikitti

@felix-cant-ski @nightwingshero @water-writings @beneathsakurashade (dm to be added)

[ramshacklerumble]

the way kingsley goes out of his fucking way just to be messy fucking kills me. he didn't have to, he really didn't fucking have to. i love him your honor.

Happy Birthday Sorrel - TWST Ficlet

A/N: It's Sorrel's birthday!! I wanted to do something for the special baby boy's birthday, even if it's small. This is also a friendly reminder that all the NRC students definitely belong there LMAO.

Word Count: 718

Characters: Sorrel Madrigal (@ramshacklerumble ), Kingsley Tyr, Cater Diamond, Trey Clover

CW: None that I can think of.

Flickering green candle light illuminated the foyer. And as the freshman stepped out into the top of the stairs, his gaze swept across the room. With sweets lining all of the table space and the banner hanging from the stone banister, the space permeated with birthday cheer. And with the atmosphere as it were, Kingsley quickly reaffirmed to himself that he would leave as soon as his mission had ended.  Many fae and a few humans were spattered around the room. His eyes landed on his intended target, the Diasomnia junior standing between two Heartslabyul students. A small glass sat between his small, shaking hands, clutched to his chest as he slouched forward. The trio seemed to be enjoying the moment, though debatable from the perspective of the Diasomnia Junior - Sorrel Madrigal, the birthday boy. 

As Kingsley began to descend towards the party, his boots thunking rhythmically and militantly against the stone planks, several sets of eyes followed his every step. Widening with fear, he noted how their pupils dilated as they recognized his presence. Yet, just as he’d done before, he processed their stares as encouragement - their fear recognized as a sign that he’d held himself just as he intended. Practically commanding the room as he walked, the clamor dwindled into a faded silence. And when he reached the bottom of the stairs, his eyes locked with the deep brown eyes of the birthday boy. He noted the sweat slipping down Sorrel’s cheek, and the tension in his shoulders. But just as he had begun to suspect that the junior feared him just as anyone else, the junior smiled.

“Oh, hey, Kingsley! I’m really glad you came,” Sorrel greeted him with a warmness the freshman hadn’t expected. 

The freshman nodded to him in greeting before responding verbally with, “Happy birthday, Madrigal,” as he held out a carefully wrapped box toward the junior. Though meticulously and cleanly wrapped, the decorations were plain and arguably barren. But nevertheless, the present had been prepared, and Sorrel’s name had been cleanly etched into the tag with blue ink. 

All three juniors stared at the box, shocked by its literal presence. Sorrel’s eyes repeatedly flicked up towards Kingsley’s gaze and then back down again at the box.

“Well, are you going to take it?” the freshman asked, low key tired and irritated with continuing to hold the box out in front of him.

“Ah- I mean, is that–”

“A present for you, yes.”

“...oh, thanks. You didn’t have to,” the junior replied sheepishly.

“Consider it a show of my appreciation. You act more like a housewarden than our actual housewarden, and it hasn’t gone unnoticed,” the freshman stated bluntly. And as the words left his mouth, the room became completely consumed by silence. Many sets of eyes stared, and he could feel them burning into his skull. The diamond card soldier’s jaw dropped, agape from the words that left Kingsley’s mouth. Simultaneously, the Heartslabyul vice-housewarden’s eyes widened. In fact, his glasses even slipped a bit, now sitting crooked on his face. 

The smallest of twitches pulled the corner of his mouth upward. The faintest hints of a satisfied smirk lingered on his face. He’d gotten exactly what he wanted out of this. And hopefully, this interaction would continue to evolve as planned.

After a moment’s pause, Sorrel reciprocated the smile. His own faint, and also equally full of unspoken satisfaction. The junior let out a nervous laugh, seemingly processing everything that was unfolding before him. With shaky hands, the junior reached out and handed his glass to the Heartslabyul vice-housewarden. He took the box from Kingsley’s hands, and tucked it under one of his arms. All the while in the brief silence, he reclaimed his drink from the vice-housewarden’s grasp. 

“Thanks,” the junior continued to smirk, “I’m just trying to do your best.”

“And that’s better than the efforts of some others in this dorm. Take it as you will. And again, happy birthday.”

Without another word, the freshman clasped his hands firmly behind his back. Having completed exactly what he had set out to do - and to a greatly satisfying success, he marched straight back up the stone stairwell, leaving the party and everyone in it behind him. The solitude of the castle hallways greeted him with their familiar, calming stature. 

~~~

Tag list: @ramshacklerumble @elenauaurs @rainesol @starry-night-rose @inmateofthemind

@cyanide-latte @blithesharem @theleechyskrunkly @thehollowwriter @boopshoops

@lumdays @the-trinket-witch @twstinginthewind

Lmk if you want added/removed