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distant-velleity · 11 months ago

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this'll be fun~ (<- as if i don't post about my yuusona daily HAHA). had to delete some questions bc he's not a student but it is what it is

What’s your MC's name?

魏瑜花 (wei yu hua), or Yuhua Wei in Western naming order. Everyone just calls him Yu for short, though.

Are they human?

Yep!

What do they look like?

some handy dandy drawings i did previously :)

When’s their birthday + zodiac sign?

January 27th, an Aquarius~

What’s their background?

Uhhh to summarize, a child of immigrant parents, had an overachieving older sister and grew up with a somewhat dysfunctional family dynamic. I tend to reveal more details as I go :)

Were they originally from Twisted wonderland or did they come from a different world?

From a different world.

How did they end up in twst?

Died (I still need to decide/reveal how lol) and then transmigrated. Fun stuff, I tell you

Do they speak more than 1 language?

Kind of? Does it count as being bilingual if you can barely verbally speak that second language but can understand it ...

Are they a student?

Grim doesn't exist in his universe, so. No.

What’s their involvement at the school? (Staff, worker, etc)

Teacher's assistant! In particular, he helps Crewel out in the lab since the professor sort of took him under his wing.

How are they with the students and Teachers/staff?

I don't know if this means NRC's view of them or how the MC interacts with them, but I'll go with the latter just for the fun of it. Yu is respectful towards all of the staff but keeps them at a distance so he doesn't earn their ire, since... they have, like, actual authority at the school and he doesn't want to be kicked out. He's already enough of a charity case as is, he doesn't want to lose that. Thanks.

With the students, um... I guess it would sort of depend. He tries to get along with everyone he meets at first, but since I imagine most students would not view a magicless campus resident so positively... Outside of the main cast and my OCs he probably doesn't have a lot of actual friends, just hard-earned acquaintances :,)

What part of the school do they like to hang out?

The library is nice because people who misbehave there get kicked out. So. Yu can find some peace and quiet there <3

He's also easily found in the alchemy lab or botanical garden, as those are places he has to be quite frequently as Crewel's TA. Granted, it's hard to relax in the garden when you know it's the perfect place to be ambushed by arrogant magical brats who want to pick on someone not their size, but ...

What dorm do they belong to?

Octavinelle has tried to stake a claim to him. So have Ace and Deuce on behalf of Heartslabyul. Yu likes the Octavinelle aesthetic better though

He'll always say Ramshackle if asked, haha

Do they use magic?

No 😔 he gets magical tools sometimes, one helping him to don his dorm uniform in a flash, but... Alas.

Are they related to anyone at the school?

If only, but no.

Who are they close friends with?

The silly little freshmen gang. He even has a bro handshake with Ace despite all their arguing. I'd also say Silver (who is always being held back for remedials in Alchemy...)

His relationship with Octavinelle is weird, because they'll keep drawing favors out of each other (thanks whatever higher power brought him here and made him share memories with every Overblotter after their fights, because now Azul is awkward around him), but it's something like companionship. Maybe.

Do they have any special talents?

beating the last life out of students who rub him the wrong way too many times despite having no formal combat training

Uh... I don't know... Does changing your personality and hiding your interests based on who you're talking to count as a talent?

Any unique body features? (Tattoos, scars, piercings, etc)

Ears are pierced but he doesn't usually wear earrings. Initially, I was going to give him a beauty mark like the one I have, then I realized it's in the exact same place as Azul's and... Yeah I don't feel like resembling him

What teacher are they close to?

Kind of got "adopted" by Crewel... I think that's all I have to say. Beast tamers must team up with other beast tamers

How strong are they?

Speaking in terms of muscles... not very... Low stamina and endurance as well as. Weak everywhere else. What he does have comes from dance lessons, but a lot of that went into limited flexibility too.

Are there any twst characters they don’t like?

Idia 💀💀💀 Kidding, kidding. No, he might treat people differently, but in truth his feelings about most are neutral at the very worst.

Do they have a love interest?

-looks at my entire tag dedicated to floyd/yu stuff (and my joke pairing of ace/yu)-

no why would you think that haha ... ahaha ... Yu I'm so sorry for choosing all the guys with commitment issues

What type of clothes do they like to wear?

Loose clothing with minimalist colors. Thinking cargo pants and baggy sweatshirts, although sometimes certain whims will grab ahold of him and he might feel like being pretty.

Any fun facts about them?

5'3" (160 cm), same height as Riddle! (It doesn't feel that way because of how Riddle holds himself, but. You know.)

He's absolutely fascinated with learning more about the history of Twisted Wonderland. I should've let him be Trein's TA smh smh

Compared to some of the guys, his nails are quite long. Perfect for when someone with aggressive intentions tries to grab him and he needs to quickly retaliate ...

I think you could probably tell by now that he has anxiety but, if he is ticked off enough, he will ignore that completely and prepare to verbally/physically throw hands. Especially if there is anything nearby that can be used to smack people. Bookbags and his own hands are his go-tos.

Anything else you want to say about them?

he's me but blorbo-fied so it's very fun letting him go through the chaos that is twst lol

TELL ME ABOUT YOUR TWST MCs IM SO CURIOUS

(Here are some questions for ur MCs)

What’s your MCs name?

Are they human?

What do they look like?

When’s their birthday + zodiac sign?

What’s their background?

Were they originally from Twisted wonderland or did they come from a different world?

How did they end up in twst?

Do they speak more than 1 language?

Are they a student?

(If not a student) what’s their involvement at the school? (Staff, worker, etc)

(If not a student) How are they with the students and Teachers/staff?

How are they as a student? (Hard working, lazy, in between, etc)

What subject are they good at?

What part of the school do they like to hang out?

What dorm do they belong to?

Do they use magic?

What’s their unique magic?

Are they related to anyone at the school?

Who are they close friends with?

Do they have a special talents?

Any unique body features? (Tattoos, scars, piercings, etc)

What teacher are they close to?

How strong are they?

Are there any twst characters they don’t like?

Do they have a love interest?

What type of clothes do they like to wear?

Any fun facts about them?

Anything else you want to say about them?

If you have any art of your MCs please share! I’m so curious to see everyone’s MCs 😭💜

#reblog #twst oc #yuusona #headcanons

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violetnotez · 4 years ago

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HC: The Boys Taste Their S/o’s Chapstick

Anonymous: could I request headcannons for shinso, mirio, denki, sero, and bakugo kissing their s/o and tasting their chapstick ? Or if you want or when they realize their s/o takes care of them in really subtle ways that they didn’t really notice it at first ? i love your blog so much 🥺❤️

Hey babe omg Im so happy you like my blog!!!! Also this ask OMG I have been wanting to write it for so long!!!! Im a sucker for these super cute and fluffy headcanons, so thank you so much for the idea!

Pairings: Shinso x reader, Mirio x reader, Denki x reader, Sero x reader, Bakugo x reader

Warnings: some might get suggestive, but none of these are full blown NSFW! Just a sprinkle of spiciness, thats all!

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S H I N SO U

Flavor: Cherry Vanilla

Your currently trying to get ready for bed with Shinsou, his purple hair cascading against the pillow as he’s scrolling through Insta

defintely looking at cat vids

Youre just BEAT from the day- work, school, practice, whatever your life entails it just felt so incredibly tiring today

Of course, Shinsou seems to have other plans

Once he sees you come out of the bathroom, your hair wet, your skin dewy from washing, your body only wearing one of his oversized shirts and some small shorts....

man is gonna wanna be allllll over you

“Damn, kitten who allowed you to look that hot,” he’d purr, his eyes drinking you in as he propped his body on his elbows to get a better look

You’d roll your eyes, a smile on your lips-

Lowkey a perv for his s/o fight me on this

Once you sit down on the bed, its over

Shinso’s hands are all over you, his palms trailing under your shirt as he leaved lazy kisses on your neck

“Cmon, baby, lets have a little fun before we sleep....”

Just tell him your tired, and he’ll comply, turning super fluffy and cuddly in a matter of minutes

Reluctantly tho this boi is horny when hes horny

“Ahh my kitten’s tired? Fine then, you need your rest.”

He’ll lean in to give a sweet kiss, unknowingly of how flavorful you taste now with your chapstick

And OHOHOHO after that its OVER

The taste of vanilla bursts in his mouth, the scent of cherry becoming more prominent-

When did you start tasting so good?

He honestly wont know how to react- he’ll shake his head and blink a few times, “The hell-?” spilling out of his lips

He grabs you buy the chin, his thumb swiping against your lips gently

Once he sees the faint red sheen on his digit, it kinda dawns on him whats going on

You catch on to his confusion, a small giggle spilling out of you as you tell him its just chapstick you bought since your lips felt dry

He’ll just give you a lazy smirk, his lilac eyes a royal purple as he eyes you

This man cant HELP HIMSELF

He’ll lean in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer and more passionate as he tried to capture that taste again

“Do me a favor and keep wearing that kitten,”

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M I R I O

Flavor: Birthday Cake

Im so proud of fidning this picture im sorry it just matches so well

Anywaysssssssss

You had just gotten out of the locker room, your UA uniform a little wrinkled from being balled up while you were training

You walked out the metal doors, your lips feeling much softer than usual- you were in desperate need of chapstick after that particular lesson

Thanks UA for having training grounds that blow up every 5 seconds and spray dust everywhere

But thankfully Neijire is the best person ever and hooked you up with some super cute chapstick

Since it was new and just sitting in her book bag, she just told you to keep it

NEIJIRE WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO SWEET?

You had to admit though, you really liked it- the packaging was pretty cute, it was nice on your skin, but the SMELL

OMG

You felt like a bakery was near you every step you took

And everytime you licked your lips it tasted like sweets, which was an amazing addition

Makes ya wonder how safe it is to consume makeup 👀

Mirio is the cutest boyfirend though-wherever your class is, he waits for you outside and walks with you until you have to go your seperate ways

So, as usual, he’s waiting for you outside the locker room, a wide grin plastered on his face

Once he sees you walk out of the doors, he’s already bounding over, his arms swinging cause hes always just so happy to see you

“Hey sunshine!” he greets you like any other day, his voice just radiating happiness

Some days though, Mirio will kiss the top of your head as he grabs your hand and walks you to his class

Other days, he’s a little more bold, instead leaning down to give you a kiss on your lips as he snakes his hand around your waist

TODAY BABE

IS THAT DAY

You can tell he’s feeling a little more *frisky cause he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes

ehhhh why not indulge him?

So you get on your tippie toes, leaning in to him and planting a quick kiss on his lips

But thats when Mirio gets confused- did you eat something?Is it cake? CInnamon roll? Cookie? But whatever it is, it tastes GOOD

“Sweetie, did you buy something from the vending machine?” he asks, a confused grin on his face as he eyes you

You laugh, not realizing that Mirio would be affected by your new chapstick too,

“Oh no, its just a chapstick Niejire gave me, I think its cake batter flavored- do you like it?”

Mirio licked his lips , savoring the lingering flavor on his skin

“You batter belive it!”

*cue the groaning

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D E N K I

Flavor: Pina Colada

So Mina, bless her little music crazed heart, somehow won a pack of tickets from a radio station to a new water park opening up not too far from UA

It was superrrrr expensive to get in, but the music station hooked all you guys up with VIP tickers, a private cabana, food, THE WORKS

You had been running around with the group all day

(except Bakugo- he either went to the lazy river or the surfing simulator thignie cause Kaminari said he would wipe out and wanted to prove him wrong)

Everybody else wanted to do everythingggg, from ride the craziest rides to trying all the food the park had

By the end of the day, you were completely beat and just wanted to rest

Mina was sitting beside you in the cabana (again, thank you radio station for hooking some teens up!), just searching it for snacks the boys hadnt eaten

“Aww cmon, really?! We have chapstick but no food?!”

Your head instantly perked up at the sound- chapstick? God, you could deifnitely use some right now from all that chlorine and sun...

You asked Mina to toss you one, the pink skinned girl throwing you a tube as she grumbled about how “piggy” boys were

You checked the flavor on the tube, the fruits on the side label instantly telling you it was something tropical

As you were putting it on, the boys of Bakusquad were bounding up the steps, their feets covered in sand-

“Guess what?! We got Bakugo to go in the wave pool! Isnt that crazy! It had sand on the bottom, like a real beach-”

Kirishima was just gushing and super excited, Bakugo looking like a pissed off wet cat next to him

You sat up quickly, happy to see your boyfriend, his spiky hair all wet from the day and his boxers dripping

As Kirishima and Sero were messing with an extremely annoyed Bakugo, you went and grabbed the boys some towels, giving the last one to your boyfriend

“Aww thanks babe,” he gushed out, his hands grabbing the towel gingerly as he leaned to kiss you

But wait- you tasted- really sweet?

Kaminari pulled back slightly, a small smirk on his lips, cause damn, that tasted really good

“Did you eat some fruit or something? Cause you taste super yummy babe-”

You pointed to your lips as you told him how Mina found some free chapstick lying around in the cabana

Kaminari just gave you this really blissed out stare as he sneaked one more peck from you- he was kinda wishing his friends weren't here, cause hed totally be making out with you with that yummy stuff on your lips...

“Do me a favor and dont take that stuff off, okay? Until we get back to the dorms,”

He sent you a small wink, weaving behind you inconspicously, and giving your bottom a playful pinch

WHY YOU GOTTA BE A FLIRT KAMINARI

(Also before you left Kamianri most definitely dumped the whole jar of chapsticks into his backpack)

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S E R O

Flavor: Peppermint

You and Sero had just gotten coffee from a little cafe when it starts to rain

Like alottttttttttt

And of course it happens when your right outside, waiting for your ride to take you back home

So you two are just standing there like weirdos with the rain POURING, Sero holding up his jacket over both of your heads

But honestly, it’s not doing much to block out the rain, so honestly-why not have some fun?

You run out of the fabric, instantly feeling your whole body get drenched as you start twirling and laughing

“He-hey wait, babe!”

Sero’s gonna be laughing, and now y’all playing a wierd game of tag

Aghhhhhh so cute tho 🥺🥺

He catches you pretty quickly, his tape grabbing your waist and pulling you to him,,,

You instantly collide with his chest, your cheeks rosy from running around so much and your hands resting on his chest

Sero gives you the biggest grin, his finger under your chin and raising it to look at him

“You know your the biggest tease I know?”

“Yup!”

He laughs, placing a kiss on your lips-and omg why are you minty? and it feels soooo good to him, cause honestly mint isn’t a bad flavor-

“Hey babe whatcha got on your lips? Did you eat-gum or something?”

You just laugh and tell him it’s some chapstick you got (imagine the mint eos U KNOW THE ONE)

He asks if it’s the egg chapstick OML 💀

Yes Sero the egg chapstick

His lips are parted a little, his eyes wider than usual cause he’s lowkey confused on how he liked that so much

But he send you another huge grin before he kisses you again-

“I think your gonna need to wear that more for me, yeah?”

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B A K U G O

Flavor: Cinnamon

Bakugo has ben practically forcing you to wake up at ungodly hours with him to train

He says its cause “youre getting weak” but really he’s a total simp for having such close contact with you

Also he’s a little brat and put his all into it so you cant ever beat him, which boosts his ego for some reason?

“Hah, that really the best you got?” he scoffs down at you, his calloused hands pinning you to the ground as his body cages you in for the umpteenth time

Honestly, its hard to fight when your 1) annoyed about loosing and 2) have your hot as hell boyfriend pining you to the ground

But thankfully

THANKFULLY

He was starting to overheat, his breathe coming out in low pants as strands of hair began sticking to his forehead

You felt one of his palms begin to slip ever so slightly near you, and on instinct you knew you had to do something, you finally had an opening-

so you caused a distraction

Your hands quickly flew to the nape of his neck, pressing his head down to your so you could kiss him square on the lips

Bakugo was completely confused in the best way possible- he didnt expect that to happen, but hell, hes not complaining-

until his lips start to tingle

“-the hell?!” he sputters out, his mind trying to figure out what was going on just before you successfuly flip him over, with you now on top

You stared down triumphantly at your boyfriend, not knowing how well that worked- until you noticed how shiny Bakugo lips look

He begins mashing his lips together, trying to rub it off since you had his hands pinned down

“The hell is on my lips? Agh, dont tell me its that weird ass lip stuff that supposed to make your lips bigger or something-’’

Ummmmm how does he know about lip plumping lip gloss? Question for a another day-

“Its chapstick silly,” you giggle, “-cinnamon”

Honestly, he’s gonna like it-this boy likes spicy things and the fact that “spicy” sensation came from his s/o....shoooottttt he is in love

But

Of course

He’s gonna act like it’s wierd or something, cause HES wierd

“Cinnamon? You couldn’t get something normal like cherry or grape?”

You scrunch up your nose, cause yeah your not for those flavors AT ALL, and Bakugo finds his chance

He quickly flips you over, your back now against the floor and his body on top of yours

“Cmon, baka don’t tell me thats seriosuly all you got-“

Don’t remind him that you were able to flip him over tho he’ll turn red and tell you to shut it

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earlgreydream · 4 years ago

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butterbeer.

| draco malfoy x hufflepuff!reader | fluff |

a/n: requested by my dearest hufflepuff, @fitzfiles i’m so soft for draco

You sat curled up in the Hufflepuff common room, your thick herbology book resting on your lap. Cedric was beside you on the couch in his golden quidditch sweater, smiling kindly at you.

“Do you see? In order to care for the mandrakes, you must bury them in the soil like this,” you showed Cedric your notes. Every Friday afternoon was spent tutoring Cedric in herbology after your shared class.

“Yes. You’re much better than Sprout at explaining it. You should become the new herbology professor when the bloke finally retires.” Cedric grinned at you.

“I like Professor Sprout! That would be fun though!” You giggled.

“Oi, Y/N! Your boyfriend is griping to be let in here,” One of the Hufflepuff girls called to you as she entered the common room. You smiled at her apologetically, squeezing Cedric’s shoulder as you stood. You walked to the painting, letting it swing open to reveal Draco Malfoy.

“Hi,” you smiled at him, and he gazed at you softly with a loving smile. His usual arrogance and sharpness was gone from his expression as he looked at you with utter adoration.

“Hi, darling,” he stepped into the common room, kissing your forehead lightly.

“Cedric.” He nodded, greeting your best friend. Draco had been a bit prickly toward him when the two of you first began dating, but he warmed up when he realized that Cedric wasn’t a threat.

“We’re not quite finished. Do you mind?”

“I’ll wait. You can’t go in this anyways.” he said, nodding to your school uniform you hadn’t changed out of.

“I know, darling. It’s warm in here and I haven’t had the chance to change.”

You walked back over to the couch, and he sat on the floor on a golden cushion, his head resting against your thigh. You lightly ran your fingertips through his snowy white locks as you leaned over your herbology book, helping Cedric identify the differences between the plants for your O.W.L.S.

The other Hufflepuffs no longer stared at Draco, now used to having him in their common room. Draco was often hanging around, enjoying the warmth and coziness, and the way he was welcomed. He found that he much preferred it to the chilly, marble elegance of the Slytherin commons.

One of the second-year girls walked over, setting down a plate of pumpkin pastries.

“Y/N, Draco, Cedric, have some,” She said sweetly, smiling at the three of you and sitting down across from the Slytherin prince.

“Draco, would you maybe look at my potions paper? I swear Professor Snape hates me, and I’m nervous.” She asked shyly, and Draco sat up.

“Of course, let me see.” He took the paper from her hand, and she moved to sit beside him. You smiled down at your boyfriend, and the kind way he spoke to her.

“This is great, but you should add here that polyjuice potion takes a long time to make...” He fell into soft chatter with her, showing her where her paper could be stronger. Draco was gentle, careful to praise the younger student on what she did well. It warmed your heart, and you turned back to finish with Cedric.

“This is perfect. I’ll put in a good word for you too, with Snape. Please, I’m always happy to help you or tutor you if you need it, alright?” he asked her as she stood.

“Thanks, Draco.”

“Of course.”

“I love it when you’re sweet.” You said, leaning down over Draco and kissing the tip of his nose. He stood, helping you to your feet and taking your heavy textbook for you.

“I’m still mean!” He teasingly defended himself and you shook your head at him with a small smile.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell Pansy that you’re secretly nice,” you teased back and he followed you to your dorm.

He set your textbook down on your desk, mindlessly folding the various clothing you had tossed over the back of your chair or top of the trunk at the end of your bed. He was extremely neat, always folding your clothes or putting things back in their places whenever he visited your dorm.

“Y/N, is this my quidditch sweater I’ve been looking for?” He asked as you pulled a yellow Hufflepuff jumper over your head, letting it fall over your black skinny jeans.

“Um, no, it belongs to my other boyfriend who plays on the Slytherin quidditch team,” you answered with a straight face.

“You’re dating Theo behind my back?” Draco asked, humor laced in his voice.

“No, sorry, the other one,” you bit back a giggle as he reached for you, tickling your sides and making you squeal.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, I’m yours, Draco!” You squealed, trying to escape as your laughter interrupted your breathing.

“That’s right. You’re mine,” his voice dropped a few octaves, making you shudder with a small smile on your face.

“It doesn’t smell like you anymore. You can have it back.”

“Oh, I can have it back?” he smirked, pulling. you into a kiss.

“But I want another one in return.”

“Y/N, that jumper is mine too. And that one.” He pointed, and you rolled your eyes.

“You have plenty. You can share.”

“Come on, let’s get going.”

Draco wrapped a scarf around your neck and fastened the buttons on the coat like you were a child. You knew he was just doing it because he cared, and you let him, taking any affection you could get from Draco.

“Where are your gloves, honey?”

“I don’t know,” you admitted, and he frowned.

“It’s cold, you can’t keep losing them.”

“I know, let’s go now. I’ll find them later, for next time,” you begged.

“You can hold my hands so they don’t get cold, and my coat has pockets.”

“Alright, love, come on,” Draco wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you to him as you apparated to Diagon Alley.

You shivered as snowflakes gently dusted into your hair, the freezing air nipping at your skin. You squeezed Draco’s hand, and he led you through the bustling street, weaving through groups of people. Draco was right, it was cold, but you didn’t dare complain, not wanting a lecture from your boyfriend about how you should keep better track of your gloves and hat.

“Y/N, go ahead,” he gently pushed you in front of him as he opened the door to the Leaky Cauldron, helping the two of you escape the cold.

Draco kept a hand on the small of your back, leading you through the crowded pub. You squeezed through the crowded area, and ascended a flight of stairs to the second level. You smiled when you saw your favorite spot was open, a window bench with lots of pillows and a street view. You took a seat in the large round window, and Draco settled beside you.

“What can I get for you two?” A waitress asked.

“Butterbeer for us both, please.” You said politely, and Draco added vanilla cookies. She smiled and promised to have your order soon.

“Thanks for helping me escape school. I needed some “us time” away from it all,” you told Draco, who planted a kiss to your lips. He tasted like sage and vanilla, and his kiss was sweet and gentle.

“Of course, I love spending time with you,” Draco wrapped an arm around your waist, and you leaned into his side, your head resting on his shoulder. He turned and kissed the crown of your head, his fingers lightly tracing the embroidery on the sleeve of the coat you wore.

The waitress returned with your drinks, and you grinned, leaning forward and wrapping your hands around one of the glass mugs. Draco smiled at your excitement. He loved seeing you happy, even if it was over small things, like a warm drink on a cold day. You were so sweet. You were kind to everyone, especially him, and he loved you for it. You were the breath of fresh air and the gentleness he needed in his life, and he was profoundly in love with you. He adored you, and he was secretly happy when you stole his sweaters, because he loved to give them to you.

A tiny silver necklace with a moon charm always rested beneath your collar, matching the one he war. He’d given it to you as a gift on your birthday, three years ago when the two of you started dating, and you never took it off. It made him happy to see you wear it proudly. Sometimes, he would watch you from afar, seeing your fingers touch the pendant lightly whenever you missed him. He’d walk up to you then, and see your face light up with joy when you saw him.

“Draco, can I have one of your vanilla cookies?” you asked sweetly, looking up at your boyfriend expectantly.

He held out the plate to you, and you picked up the top one off the small pile with a smile. You bit into the soft cookie, smiling at him gratefully. He kissed your cheek, and you fed him a piece. He lightly nipped at your fingertip, making you squeal with delighted laughter.

“Don’t bite!” You giggled, pecking his lips, which now tasted like sugar and butterbeer.

“M’sorry, love,” Draco laughed, not sorry at all.

The two of you played chess on the tabletop with a small set the pub had while you drank the butterbeer and finished off the cookies. You watched the snow fall outside, and Draco tried to teach you chess strategies, though you were mostly lost.

“That’s alright. It’s getting late, anyway.” Draco said when the two of you got stuck in your match, the empty mugs long forgotten. You looked up, seeing that the sun had set, and the only light outside came from buzzing street lamps.

You held Draco’s hand tightly as you stepped out into the cold night, burying your face in his shoulder as the two of you walked back to a side street where you could apparate back to Hogwarts without being seen. You held your breath as Draco waved his wand, and you were suddenly back in your dormitory, disturbing your once-sleeping cat.

“Will you stay?” You asked Draco, and he nodded, a small smile pulling at his lips.

“Of course.” He kissed you, wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you.

You hung up your coat and scarf, slipping your boots off and placing them in the bottom of the wardrobe. Draco draped his slacks, sweater, and undershirt over your chair, and pulled one of his jumpers you had stolen over his head. You stripped before pulling another over your head, his last name stitched on the chest. You turned to see Draco was pulling down your duvet, and you smiled at him softly.

You walked over, freeing your hair from your plait and picking up your brush from the dresser. Draco’s pale fingers wrapped around the brush, prying it from your grasp. You smiled up at him as he gently brushed the tangles from your hair, helping you get ready for bed. You sat on the sheets, knees pulled to your chest, and Draco softly dragging the brush through your hair. You were nearly asleep when he finished, yawning as you sat up.

“Get some sleep, love.” He slipped into bed behind you, pulling the duvet to cover you both. He murmured a spell to shut off the lights, darkness falling gently over the two of you.

He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling your back against his chest, settling with you into his arms.

“Goodnight, Draco.” You whispered, and he kissed the back of your head.

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

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malfoysstilinski · 4 years ago

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girl in the mirror | DRACO MALFOY

MASTERLIST

PAIRING: Draco Malfoy x Muggle!Reader

WORD COUNT: 2.1k

SUMMARY: in which draco and y/n are soulmates and can hear each others’ music, and you’ve been blasting sad songs all week, worrying draco.

WARNINGS: one mean joke about americans sozzles

A/N: based on the tiktoks where soulmates can hear each others’ music. i dont think ive seen an imagine like that on here so i thought i’d write one :)) also set in 2010s

In the Wizarding world, on your thirteenth birthday, you are officially bound to your soulmate. This means different things for different wizards and witches, depending on what they valued. For example, when Blaise Zabini turned thirteen, he was able to see his soulmate in mirrors-- fitting considering how self-obsessed he was.

Draco, however, heard music. You must be obsessed with it, he realised. He found out he was right pretty quickly, waking up to the sound of your playlists muffled in his ears and falling asleep to them too.

It was always Muggle music too. You must be a half-blood, or even… Merlin forbid, a Muggle-born. Realising that his soulmate wasn’t going to be a pure-blood like his parents had planned, Draco kept the news to himself and worked on his vocabulary. He tried his best to bite his tongue around Granger, ignoring his friends when they made fun of their ‘dirty’ blood.

He didn’t want to hurt you when he got to meet you.

It took Draco longer than it should have to realise you definitely didn’t go to Hogwarts. How could you when he’d be sat in assemblies, the room so silent you could hear a pin drop, and all he’d hear is the thumping of your music in his ears as if he was underwater?

“She’s probably an American,” Pansy pretends to gag, the others laughing with her.

“Could be a Beauxbaton,” Blaise suggests.

Draco doesn’t like to make assumptions, but he thinks you are definitely a Muggle. It’s rare, but not unheard of in the Wizarding world, especially nowadays. For the Malfoys, though, it would be an outrage.

You play your music the most when he’s eating dinner in the Great Hall or when he’s getting ready for bed.

At first, he hated it. He hated your music, he hated how his head was rarely ever quiet, and he hated that he didn’t know who you were in order to beg you to take your headphones out for once.

However, Draco learnt to love your music. Songs and bands he’d never heard of before quickly became his favourites and eventually, he found himself humming your Muggle tunes in the common room or quietly singing along in his dorm when the other boys were out doing whatever.

He learned to love having your music in his head, especially as the years rolled on and his life became harder and harder. It made him feel like he was never alone, your muffled melodies making a home in his head and pushing out all of his anxiety and depression.

Draco wanted to dance with you to them. He liked to lay in bed at night and listen to your songs and imagine that you’re lying next to him. He bets you have a nice singing voice. Maybe you can even play an instrument or two. Maybe you could teach him how to play the guitar, and maybe he could show you how to play his favourite pieces on the piano.

Your music is never too upbeat, but today Draco feels like he hasn’t heard a single song that wasn’t about being sad. As he trudged from class to class, Draco couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong with you. It had been going on for the past few days, and the music stopped altogether on one of the days.

He went to bed with an empty head for the first time in a few years, staring at his ceiling. He plugged his iPod in and went to the Muggle section, playing a few of your favourite songs. It wasn’t the same.

“What’s up with you?” Blaise demands as Draco doesn’t touch his meal for the second time that day.

Draco glances to his friend and looks away, shaking his head. “Mind your own business, Zabini,” he mutters weakly.

Blaise’s soulmate, a Slytherin in the year below, joins them at sitting on the table and Blaise immediately forgets all about Draco, the two of them giggling as they hug each other. Draco thought he could throw up right there and then, shaking his head in disgust.

Green was Draco’s colour and Merlin was he jealous.

Why did you have to be a stupid Muggle?

Draco immediately feels bad for even thinking it. He wants to hug you and kiss the top of your head and mutter apology after apology. The soft feeling makes him feel weak. You did things to him that nobody else did, and he doesn’t even know who you were. The fact that you were most likely going through a rough time right now made it ten times worse.

“What’s wrong with Draco?” He hears Zabini’s girl whisper.

“Why don’t you ask me yourself?” Draco snaps, lip curling in disgust. “Instead of talking behind my back like a coward!”

“Draco,” Blaise growls. “I don’t know what’s up with you, mate, but you need to calm down.”

“It’s your soulmate, isn’t it?” Pansy quirks an eyebrow from opposite them. “Are they playing that rubbish song you hate on repeat again?”

“No,” Draco hisses in defence of you. “I like that song, thank you.”

Pansy holds her hands up. “Okay, whatever. Sorry, Malfoy. What has got your knickers in a twist, then?”

He hesitates. He doesn’t like talking about you to anybody else but he’s really worried and he thinks maybe one of them might be able to help.

“She’s…” Draco’s eyes drift to burn holes in the table in front of him. “She’s been listening to sad songs.”

Goyle snorts, making Draco’s head snap to him in fury.

“Sorry, Malfoy, sorry… But that does sound ridiculous, mate,” Goyle admits. “She’s probably just into that… genre?”

“No, you don’t understand,” Draco huffs and shakes his head. “You don’t know her like I do. Something’s wrong with her, I can tell.”

“Well, why don’t you visit her?” Blaise asks, grabbing a grape and popping into his mouth.

“What?” Draco spits. “Is that a joke, Zabini? I don’t find it funny--”

“I’m not joking,” Blaise frowns. “Merlin’s sake, Malfoy. Do you not pay attention in Charms?”

“Of course I do,” Draco hesitates, lying. “But what are you talking about, anyway?”

…

Draco feels ridiculous as he stands in front of the mirror in the bathrooms later that night. It’s silent since it’s the middle of the night, but Draco knows you’re awake because of the glum music playing faintly in his ears.

He wants to visit you like Blaise told him to do, and as he stands in front of the mirror and casts his incantations, he can’t help but wonder if this is a setup. He doesn’t give his hopes up, doesn’t hold his breath that when he opens his eyes you’ll be on the other side of the mirror.

But he wants you to be. He wants you to be there so badly.

Draco does sort of believe it so he put on his black turtleneck and black suit and combed his hair like usual, replacing the uniform and robes he’d been wearing all day. He doesn’t want you to see him and be disappointed.

He knows he won’t be disappointed no matter what you look like or what you are.

Draco takes a deep breath as he lowers his wand and closes his eyes. When he counts down and opens his eyes, he’s stunned into silence by the sight in front of him. His heart skips a beat and he nearly chokes on his own spit.

Staring back at him in the mirror is not his own pale reflection but what looks like a bedroom. The mirror glows orange from the lighting and he can see that it’s decorated with posters and records and other Muggle things. Draco doesn’t even process that you’re a confirmed Muggle at this point, he doesn’t care enough about that.

On a single bed in the middle of the room, sat up in the very centre with headphones in and a laptop in front of her, is a girl his age. She’s got beautiful y/s/c skin and y/c/h locks that have been thrown up into a messy bun, her y/c/e trained on the screen in front of her as she watches what he assumes is a film or a tv show.

She’s wearing a school uniform, not quite as posh as Hogwarts’, and it’s slightly crumpled from sitting in her bed with it on. Her polished black shoes are nowhere to be seen, rips in the bottom of her tights no doubt from wearing them thin five days a week.

Draco can’t believe he’s looking at you right now. He reaches his hand out, eyes widening when his fingers seem to slip past the glass and he’s sucked into another world-- your world. He wasn’t expecting it to happen, a small yelp leaving his lips as he tumbles straight out of the mirror hanging on your wall and onto your carpet.

You both scream as you make eye contact and you’ve thrown your laptop about in a panic. There’s no music in his ears now that he stands in front of you. Draco breathes heavily, unsure what to say.

“Um, hello?” He offers.

“What the hell?” You yell. “What are you doing in my bedroom? Who are you? My laptop!”

You ignore him as you dive off of the bed and pick it up. The screen is smashed making you glare at him harder.

“I’m sorry!” Draco practically squeaks. “I- I have Galleons--”

“Who are you?” You cut him off roughly.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Draco keeps repeating, hoping you will calm down. “I-I’m Draco Malfoy.”

“Draco Malfoy?” You repeat with a mocking laugh. “Is that a joke?”

“No,” he replies, voice pitched higher than usual with offence. “What’s your name?”

Normally you wouldn’t tell a stranger your name, but this situation is anything but normal. You stare at the boy for a few seconds, wondering why he feels familiar. There’s something about him that has you relaxing under his gaze, which is weird because he literally just appeared out of nowhere.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” you reply sceptically.

Draco smiles, “beautiful name.”

“Are you like a nonce or something?”

“Nonce?” Draco crinkles his nose in confusion.

You narrow your brows at him. “You’re literally British-- how do you not know what that means?”

“I’m not… I don’t really come from your kind of England,” Draco doesn’t know how to explain there is an entire world she’s been hidden from-- this is the first Muggle he’s ever had a conversation with.

“Are you Welsh?”

“Do I sound Welsh to you?” Draco cocks his head to the side, already amused.

“Sometimes I can’t tell the difference, not gonna lie,” you reply. “But no. I’m sure you’re English. You sound like you’re a private school kid or something.”

“I guess I am,” Draco replies quietly, looking around your bedroom and taking in all of the colours that it has.

You seem to snap out of whatever daze you were in. “Hey! You distracted me. Now tell me what the hell you’re doing in my bedroom before I call the police.”

Draco’s tongue darts out to wet his lips as he contemplates his next words. He hesitates and sits down on your bed next to you. You can smell his cologne-- it smells much more expensive than the Lynx sprays the boys at college seem to be obsessed with.

“Do you ever hear music in your ears?” He asks, watching your eyes widen in conformation. “You do. That’s… that’s me. My music. I hear your music too. You listen to it all the time. Um… normally a lot of bands and stuff.”

There’s a long silence. “Do you have me on Spotify?”

“What’s Spotify?” Draco’s nose crinkles.

“You probably just see what I listen to on Spotify!” You claim, standing up as you become weary of the boy on your bed.

Draco still doesn’t quite understand your Muggle terminology, but he gets the gist of what you’re trying to imply.

“That doesn’t explain the music you hear in your head from me,” Draco tries. “Or how I just came out of your mirror.”

You look overwhelmed. “What are you?” You whisper.

“We, Y/N, are soulmates.”

...

yuh

PART TWO HERE

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twstrhythm · 2 years ago

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“The strings of fate are entwined and ever changing. I wonder what comes next.”

Technical Information:

Name: Rayan al-Mena Nicknames: Red Butterflyfish (Floyd); Roi du Fortune (Rook); Ray (Emil); Mister Future Sight (Sebastien); Glasses (Sterling) Voice Actor: Toshiyuki Toyonaga (Jun'ichirō Tanizaki, BSD)

Biological Information:

Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him Age: 17 Birthday: December 1 Star Sign: Sagittarius Height: 160 cm Hair color: Dark Magenta Eye color: Magenta Homeland: Scalding Sands Family: Mother, Father, three older brothers, one older sister

Professional Status:

School: Night Raven College Dorm: Scarabia School Year: Second Class: 2-C Student Number: 17 Occupation: Student Club: Light Music Club Best Subject: Astrology

Fun facts:

Dominant hand: Left Favorite Food: Yogurt Least Favorite Food: Nothing in particular Dislikes: Bugs Hobbies: Weaving and Embroidery Talents: Can play any instrument

Appearance:

Rayan is a small boy with long dark magenta hair. He keeps the longer bits in thin braids that fall over his shoulders, resting against his chest. He has the shorter bits on the back of his head tied back in a small ponytail. He has magenta eyes. For his school uniform, he wears a sleeveless shirt with the vest over it. He forgoes the blazer and wears a black cardigan instead. Rayan also wears glasses.

Personality:

Rayan is believed to be a devious person, but he is also known to be a kind and open person. He is also known to be bluntly honest to a fault however.

Background:

Rayan hails from a noble family. However, he is not the eldest child. As a result, he does not have to take on any family responsibilities. His parents still show him just as much love as they give the rest of his siblings, but they give him more freedom to do what he wants to do.

Because of this, he had taken to wandering the streets. During one of his trips, he met Emil Mays and was quick to befriend him. Despite Emil’s thieving tendencies, Rayan still saw him as a good person and invited him over for dinner on several occasions.

When he discovered his Unique Magic, he began using it as a way to earn some money. With the money he got, he bought some things for himself and his friend. After getting into some trouble for this, he tried to lie low about it. However, his parents had learned of this, so they decided to send him to Night Raven College to try and control his magic better.

It was something that he had willingly accepted because it gave him a chance to see more of the world. When he was ready to go, he gave his family members some future predictions before parting ways with them.

Skills and Abilities:

Intelligence: Rayan is an intelligent person. He is good at analyzing situations and comes up with plans that could work in his favor.

Charisma: He is able to make himself seem like a trustworthy person and uses it to persuade people into trusting him. He has been able to become friends with different people due to his approachable appearance.

Persuasive: He is good at persuading people to help him with things. He knows how to choose his words carefully. This helps him to convince people not to go against him.

Magical Skill: He is decently skilled in magic, particularly flora magic. He has great control over his magic, able to manipulate it into different shapes.

Observant: Rayan watches other people and his surroundings closely. This allows him to determine whether or not someone is a threat to his and his friends’ safety. This helps him in deciding whether or not it is safer to fight or run away.

Unique Magic:

Rayan’s Unique Magic is calledYour Fate Is In My Hands. It allows him to see the future but time is unspecified. No matter what happens, good or bad, the prophecy that is seen will come true and is set in stone.

Chant: "Fate changes in a blink, trust in me and take my hand. Your Fate Is In My Hands!"

Trivia:

Rayan dislikes knowing about the future.

He isn’t a picky eater and would eat anything as long as it hasn’t gone bad.

Emil is his closest friend.

The two are virtually inseparable and hardly seen apart.

They also cause trouble together.

Rayan cannot see very well without his glasses.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twst male oc #male twst oc #oc: rayan al-mena

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chudleycanonficfest · 3 years ago

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you belong with me

Day 11, story #1 is by @accio-broom

Title: you belong with me Author/Artist: accio-broom Pairing: Arthur Weasley / Molly Prewett Prompt: Soulmate AU Rating: T Trigger Warning(s) (if any): None, unless Arthur Weasley trying to enjoy his birthday offends you.

When Arthur Weasley woke on the morning of the 6th February, nothing was out of the ordinary. He took his time, easing out of sleep like a man with nothing to do. He stretched out his body with a loud yawn, then pulled back the curtains of the four-poster bed, ignoring the attack of the winter air that filled the dorm room.

He was going to have a perfect day.

Wiggling his toes on the plush rug next to his bed, he greeted his fellow dorm mates.

“Morning, Ry.” Arthur tipped his head towards the Gryffindor on the bed opposite him. “How’s it hanging?”

Ryan was not a morning person, and he grumbled at Arthur before snuggling further under the duvet. Arthur chuckled and joined in the conversation about the latest Quidditch scores, trying his best to not lament too long on the disappointing Cannons scores. He gathered his wash bag, and made sure he had clean briefs with his uniform, then waved a cheery goodbye as he wandered off to the bathroom, whistling as he moved.

Today was Arthur Weasley’s birthday, and the day he came of age, although the notion was rather peculiar to him. He didn’t feel all that more responsible than he did yesterday, but according to Wizarding Law, he could now leave school, get a real job and get married, should he wish.

He scoffed as the thought of getting married flitted into his head, disappearing as quickly as it came. That would mean actually landing himself a girlfriend, something he hadn’t yet achieved during his six years at Hogwarts. He hadn’t even come close.

As he showered, Arthur mapped out his day in his head. If it all went to plan, he’d enjoy a big breakfast with the rest of his school friends. His classes today were straight forward—double Muggle Studies this morning, then Potions this afternoon. Between these would be lunch, and a free period, where hopefully, he’d be able to go for a fly, if the weather was okay.

If he survived the day, then he and his friends were planning a night of wizard chess, birthday cake and butterbeer, which hopefully Ryan was going to sneak from the kitchens for them.

Shower done, he dried himself off in front of one of the mirrors. As he did, he examined his body. He didn’t look any older than yesterday, there were no new lines or hairs on his body. He was still the same gangly lad with violent red hair and far too many freckles to count.

Arthur settled his glasses on his face, then loosened his towel. Without warning, a soft femine voice filled his head, taking him by surprise.

Merlin, I hate red hair.

Tightening the towel around his waist, he looked around the bathroom for the source of the sound.

“H-hello?” he called out, but the only reply came from the echo of his greeting bouncing off the tiles. “I-is anyone there?”

I wish I were blonde or a brunette—anything but this. Nobody fancies redheads.

His heart pounding, he checked all the nooks and crannies in the room, only to find that he was the only one there. The tips of his ears turned bright pink as he turned his attention back to his reflection. Dark circles sat under his eyes, and a frown covered his face. He was tired. It was the only explanation for the voice that was still filling Arthur’s ears with insecurities. There had been a few late nights in the library recently, as well as some early morning Quidditch practices. They must be catching up on him.

He’s no spring chicken, after all.

Hurriedly pulling on his uniform, he combed his hair then carried on whistling, hoping to block out the now persistent voice in his head.

⁂

The girl’s commentary didn’t stop whilst Arthur ate his breakfast. It filled his ears, dragging his shoulders down with negative thoughts and observations.

Everything is so greasy here, the voice wailed. No wonder I’m putting on weight. I’ll get spots if I carry on eating like this. I wish Mary wouldn’t wear so much perfume. It makes me feel sick.

The negativity depressed Arthur and was the last thing he needed on his birthday. He’d hoped for a nice day, full of presents, and easy lessons and time spent with his friends, but instead, Negative Nancy was ruining his time. He didn’t even fancy opening his gifts, which had been delivered by owl mail just as he sat down for breakfast.

Glancing down the table, he tried to work out the source of the interference in his brain, but the Gryffindor table was full of people, and conversations flew around them from every angle. He sniffed, wondering if Mary’s perfume could lead him in the right direction, but all he could smell was baked beans.

With a sigh, he shoved his second sausage into his mouth, letting the taste of his favourite breakfast food cheer him up, even if it was only a little bit.

Muggle studies was Arthur’s favourite topic, but he found it hard to concentrate as his head filled with arithmancy. He hated the subject, there was a reason he didn’t choose to continue the subject after their O.W.L.’s, so it irritated him greatly that the thoughts were disrupting learning more about muggle bridges. They were such beautiful contraptions, too.

Lunch was just as bad. Although the voice was annoying, Arthur was starting to get used to it. However, what was infuriating him was how familiar the voice sounded, yet he couldn’t work out who it belonged to. Whenever it filled his mind, it brought warm feelings and stirred something new deep inside his belly. Whatever was happening to him, he felt awkward that he was getting a very up close and personal look into someone else’s thoughts. Throughout the morning, he’d experienced such a vast range of emotions, and he felt like he might explode.

His birthday was going downhill rapidly.

By the time Potions came around, Arthur was exhausted. He arrived at class before the rest of his peers, and as soon as he settled into his usual seat, he folded his arms and rested his head on them. He was about to drop off to sleep when…

“Good afternoon, Arthur. Are you enjoying your birthday?”

Arthur’s ears pricked up. It was the same damn voice he’d been hearing all day, but this time it was loud and happening outside his head. Peeking over his arms, he watched as Molly Prewett sat down next to him and gave him a warm smile.

It was her, the voice inside his head. How had he not realised this before now?

Although he and Molly weren’t best friends, she had been his potions partner since their first year, and they often found themselves sharing a table in the library late at night. Could she hear his thoughts the same way he could listen to hers? Or was this all one-sided?

“Oh, yes, it’s fine,” he said, finally lifting his head from the desk. “Perfectly spiffing.”

Perfectly spiffing? He’s never spoken like that before, and definitely not to Molly Prewett. He usually chooses his words carefully around her, not wanting to look like an imbecile.

She giggled, and Arthur goggled at her. Was she only laughing at his choice of words, or was his internal commentary amusing her. His pulse started to quicken. There had been many thoughts throughout the day, some that would mortify him if anyone else heard.

Arthur checked on Slughorn, who was distracted writing today’s recipe on the board. Summoning the courage, Arthur took a deep breath then reached out with his mind. He crossed all his fingers and toes that this would work as he thought hard.

“Hello? Molly?”

All of a sudden, Molly sat upright in her seat. Her face turned towards him, and even through the smoke from their cauldron, Arthur could see that her eyes were wide, and her jaw was almost reaching the desk.

“Arthur? Oh Merlin, is that really you? Is it your voice I’ve heard all day?”

“Yes? I mean, I think so. I’ve been hearing your voice since I woke up, and I was curious to see if you could hear the same.”

A red blush crept from Molly’s neck and onto her cheeks, and Arthur was sure it wasn’t from their cauldron or the heat of the dungeons.

“How much did you hear?” Molly averted her gaze from him.

Arthur paused, weighing up his options. Should he lie and protect Molly from inevitable humiliation? Or should he tell her the truth? It was a difficult choice, and both came with a list of pros and cons. But Arthur wasn’t a dishonest man, and if this problem continued for much longer, Molly deserved to know what she was exposing him to.

Plus, if she was experiencing it too, then she probably had a good idea of what he’d heard.

Reaching a decision, he flexed his mind again. “All of it. I’m sorry, Molly. I tried my best to ignore it all, but it’s all I can hear.”

“What’s going on? Do you think we should go and see Madam Pomfrey?”

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Arthur couldn’t help but chuckle. The mind-reading was not an illness or spell damage, and they hadn’t been near each other recently, save for right now.

It’s no coincidence that this started on the morning of his seventeenth birthday, and his brothers had mentioned something similar happening to them, although at the time, Arthur put it down to them yanking his wand. They often liked to tease him, as older brothers do.

It was Percival who’d mentioned it, while they were tinkering with a Muggle car in their father’s garage last summer.

“So, this school year is going to be fun for you, Arthur,” he’d said, a smile on his face. “Coming of age, you’re allowed to go to Hogsmeade without supervision, you’ll hopefully get your apparition licence too.”

Arthur had smiled, his stomach lurching with excited nerves. “If I pass.”

Bilius had piped up. “The family record is five attempts.”

“And Dad has never grown his eyebrows back.” Percival smirked at his brothers.

Arthur joined in with the laughter, relishing getting to spend time with Percival and Bilius. Percival had married almost straight out of school, and although Bilius remained single, he was always away on secret missions for the Order of the Phoenix.

Grinning at Arthur, Pervial spoke again. “Of course, apparition isn’t the hardest thing you’ll have to deal with. If the voices start, you’re in for a treat.”

“Voices?” Arthur fumbled with his screwdriver as a frown appeared on his face.

“Yeah, don’t you know?” Percival continued, adding oil to the engine. “When Weasley men come of age, they have a special way of finding their one true love.”

“What? No, you’re making this up. This is all fairy tale nonsense, surely? Bilius hasn’t met anyone!”

“How do think Perce landed his wife so quickly?” Bilius laughed. “Wasn’t his charm or good looks, that’s for sure.”

Percival and Bilius had erupted into giggles again. The tips of Arthur’s ears burned pink. There was no way this sort of thing happened, they were just having him on. But still, the thought had appealed to him. He was so unlucky in love, that the thought of being able to automatically identify his future wife had piqued his interest for sure.

Would he be like Percival or Bilius? Only time would tell.

⁂

Arthur hadn’t thought back on that conversation since it had happened. But if what his brothers had told him was true, then there were worse women in the world to be hearing in his head. Molly was kind and pretty. He’d always had a soft spot for her, but he’d never acted on it for fear of being rejected. Now, he probably didn’t have a choice.

Taking a huge breath, he reached for Molly’s hand and squeezed it. His grip trembled but felt it pertinent for him to try and be brave, given the enormity of what they were facing. In an attempt to distract himself from her internal panic, he wet his lips before finally whispering in a low voice,

“What do you know about soulmates?”

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keyenuta · 3 years ago

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Twisted Wonderland MC

In Honor of Twisted Wonderland getting a US and Canada release I've decided I'll make a new Yuu/MC!

But instead of just basing them off of the game's MC I decided to spice them up a bit, the idea is basically, "What if when Yuu was teleported to Twst, the world tried to correct an error. Basically it tried to make Yuu fit in the universe, granting them magic, and making part of them one of the races in Twistsd Wonderland. And with that, I hope y'all enjoy learning about them!

If anyone else wants to make a twst OC like this feel free to @ me about it, I'd love to see other interpretations of this idea!

Name: King Amani

"Even if I don't belong in this world, don't you dare look down on me, cause the moment you do, time will be your enemy"

Other names: Sea Anemone(Floyd), Roi du Temps(Rook) little cloud(Lilia)

Voiced By: Yoshitsugu Matsuoka

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Race: Half Human Half Fairy

Birthday: June 23

Starsign: Cancer ♋

Height: 5'10" (178cm)

Eye Color: Grey, Electric Blue(when using Unique Magic)

Hair Color: Cloud white(normally) Grey with blue electricity (when upset)

Homeland: America

Professional Status:

Dorm: Ramshackle

School Year: Freshman(First Year)

Class: 1-B Student No.1

Occupation: Student, Dorm Leader, Prefect(Therapist)

Club: Board Game Club

Best Subject: Magical Analysis

Fun Facts:

Dominant Hand: Right

Favorite Food: Anything Spicy, but usually loves to cook Cajun food when he can. Another is apples

Least Favorite food: Anything rotten or out of date

Dislikes: Being looked down on, treated as worthless, feeling alone or useless, people who hurt grim or their friends. Too many rules. And arrogant people

Hobby: Creative writing, and in general seeing what random spells he can create

Talents: he can play the trumpet pretty well

King Amani is a first year student who by mysterious circumstances wound up in the world of Twisted Wonderland. Hurried between universes as in a way to correct an error was twisted in his own right to fit within the world. Made into a half fae and lost in a world and school he was never meant for, King searches to learn all he can, both of the world and of magic to either return home, or at least live a good life in this other world.

Apperance:

King is a slightly above average tall boy with sun kissed dark brown skin and storm grey eyes always at risk to turn to a tumultuous hurricane. Sitting atop his head is a mop of white dreadlocks which dance amongst his black glasses wearing face, and brush his shoulders. But curiously with his transition to twst, these hairs more so seem like mini clouds. Always churning and morphing with his emotions. Mist of the time staying a calm white, but when angered shift to grey or even a pitch black if fully enraged. Even in some instances sparking electricity in each direction the tendrils can reach.

As for what he wears, King is usually seen wearing his school uniform, consisting of NRC's blazer atop a royal blue hoodie with NRC's symbol resting on the side in a black outline. And as a side note, in the pocket of said hoodie rests his magic pen, decked out in a royal crystal that clips on the edge of his pouch

Beneath this he wears a pair of baggy slacks with gold lining on its sides that gey stuffed into a pair of worn down brown boots from his world.

Personality:

King at first seems like a skittish unsure freshman, confused and worried about everything around him. But the more he settles into the world and gets used to everyone, he now seems much more blunt and dry in his wit. Often boiling things down or letting his mouth fly in a sharp jab without a second guess. But, say you speak on a subject he's interested in or one that meets his curiosity, magic in itself being one of them he turns into a ball of ecstatic energy. Tirelessly pouring over book after book to find out more than he did before, at times this has caused grim to force him to sleep at a good time but regardless, King is a boy who can turn his emotions on a dime depending on his situation, perhaps that's why the world made him half cloud fae.

Although, if there's one thing that's stayed with him throughout his journey it's been his imagination, he's a very imaginative person, inspired by novels, animations and the general world around him, King is very creative and imaginative of things about him. Now with magic even testing how much his imagination can create with his limited magic training at the moment.

But In summary he's a curious, blunt, imaginative, and at times dry individual who's constantly changing depending on his mood or environment.

Unique Magic:

It is a spoiler for a future project but as a hint it has something to do with this: ⌛

Trivia:

King is funnily enough from the southern part of the US, so his words often have a drawl to them or he'll often cut off words into shortened versions.

When he first fell into Twisted Wonderland, he had a Bi panic at the sight of each of the NRC boys especially the dorm leaders. He thought he either died or he was surrounded by a band of angels cause he thought everyone was way too handsome

He actually likes epel a lot, they share classes together and so got the chance to bond a bit. He loves it when Epel slips into his country accent for two reasons,the first is because it reminds him of his home.and two he thinks epel being himself is his best look.

King was really thrown for a loop when he saw the praise Disney villains got when he entered NRC. He theorized maybe this was a universe where the villains won and were treated like very noble beings. So he often gas to watch his tongue cause he may set off some bad feelings with some of his thoughts about the great seven.

He is Ramshackle's dorm Leader(Housewarden), mostly thanks to having so much magic he couldn't properly control he beat grim in the fight by accident. Grim did say he would challenge King again one day so yeah he's preparing just in case.

Due to not having the magical experience that the other boys have Crowley did give him a magic tutor. It was Riddle, reason being, Crowley decided he was most likely the most trustworthy option. Studious and strict about the rules and all that. And literally on his first day of tutoring king, you just see right outside of Ramshackle's dorm a towering stack of books riddle wants him to read and give him a summary about with his progress.

If he were to have a second tutor it would be Kalim he's a good teacher because he vibes more with King's creativity with magic, allowing his imagination side to shine more. Though if he didn't make the boy nearly pass out from all the PDA King may even catch up quicker

King will often try to create poems of spell when he's bored, seeing if he can use his love of literature to craft spells

And since he's played Kingdom hearts a lot hearing the magic system he has tried to copy stuff from the game series. This has been surprisingly successful for him.

At first before Lilia helped him control it, King often floated at random with hus magic being wild with his emotion. Heck one time at night Grim woke up to King taking the covers with him in the air cause the boy floated to the ceiling in his sleep.

He really misses video games a lot, so in between some tutor sessions with Lilia about how to fly well, Peepaw will let him play games in diasomnia with him.

And as a final fun fact, King did keep his smart phone from his world, with what connection he has he often takes pictures of some events during the story. Talking with his old friends and family a bit from time to time about how crazy this world is.

Gallery/Extra Art

Ceremonial robes

Possible dorm uniform

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twst #twst oc #twst ramshackle #twisted wonderland ramshackle oc #ramshackle oc #twst mc #king amani #twisted wonderland Grim #twst riddle #twst lilia #riddle rosehearts #epel felmier #lilia vanrouge #kalim al asim

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yandere-sins · 4 years ago

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Birthday shinsou fic where his friends kidnap y/n for him??? Thank u(^^)

I like that, friends helping out their friend :D Thank you for requesting!!

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“Where are we going again?” Shinsou asked, innocently enough to be believable. But Deku was clever enough not to bite the bait, putting his pointer to his lips, signaling they were sealed. Shinsou sighed internally, giving in to his fate of being dragged out of the dorms in the middle of the night - on his birthday nonetheless!

One would think that at least this day meant something. That he’d at least get a break from all the people nagging on him lately. Ever since the joint training they did, he became friends with everyone involved, and though they were pretty okay people to be around, their enthusiasm often struck a nerve with Hitoshi.

All the more, it bothered him that they kept him from doing something he actually wanted to. Especially because it was his birthday, people had been around him all day, giving him little to no chance to see you. The only time had been in the morning as you walked to your classroom, Shinsou sending a longing glance after you. But after that, his day had been packed, and now, that he had planned to sneak over to your dorm, he’d been caught by Midoriya, who promised to show him something great.

“What could possibly be so great-” Shinsou muttered, when Deku made a sudden stop, signaling him to stand right there before he went to check the door, they were standing in front of. “-that you need to show it to me right now,” he finished his sentence sighing. From what he could tell, they had snuck into a warehouse from the back entrance, following a long corridor to a room inside of it. Deku knocked at the metal in a certain rhythm, reminding Shinsou of knock-codes from old movies, and for a moment, nothing happened at all.

Until suddenly, the door opened up a small gap, bright yellow light falling into the hallway. “There you are - finally!” a familiar voice groaned, Monoma’s if he guessed right. With a mighty drive, the door got pushed open, Midoriya running in quickly to stand in position as three different voices called out, “Happy Birthday!”

It took Shinsou a few blinks to get accustomed to the bright light before he could see anything, the faces of Monoma, Midoriya, and Kaminari falling into his field of view first before something else grazed his vision.

You.

Bound up and pretty, stirring at the sudden commotion, you could only let out muffled words, head moving side to side as you couldn’t see what was going on behind the blindfold. Still, he’d have recognized you everywhere. To think he’d ever get to see something so beautiful as you, wrapped in red ribbon just for him, blew his mind. Hitoshi felt almost close to tears as you sat there on a chair, surrounded by a few more wrapped gifts.

“We thought we’d make you a special present this year,” Monoma snickered, his intention as sinister as he was haughty. Hitoshi could see it in his face that his friend was more than pleased with what he had done, already believing he would get the best friend award for that year. “Hope you like it, Bro!” Denki called out from behind Hitoshi’s darling, putting a hand on your shoulder and making you flinch from the sudden touch.

“It wasn’t easy, but we know how much you like [Name]!” Midoriya added, picking up one of the presents on the floor and pressing it into the hands of a still baffled Shinsou. “Open up!”

Hesitantly, he navigated his fingers to the ribbon - the same red, vibrant ribbon that you were wrapped in - the box opening up to reveal tightly wrapped ropes and a pair of handcuffs in it. “Oh. My. God.” Shinsou muttered. Any normal person would have realized latest now how crazy all of this was. Not only you served to him on a silver platter, no, but you also came with a wide selection of tools to keep you.

But not Shinsou, and not that night.

He was delighted.

“I don’t know what to say,” he admitted, looking from one boy to the other. Monoma grinned even wider, knowing the had hit the right nerves with the usual so stoic Shinsou, seeing his eyes shine and a sincere smile on his lips. Kaminari only shrugged as if all of this wasn’t as big of a deal as it felt to Hitoshi, and Midoriya had a bashful expression, relieved to have made his friend happy. “We knew you’d like this, don’t be sparse with the ‘Thank you!’s.”

“Thanks, guys... really,” Shinsou only mustered to say, and the three exchanged knowing glances, their hearts full with pride and joy from seeing him so unusual sentimental. “Well, that’s that!” Kaminari announced, picking up another present to stack on top of the other as he approached Shinsou, the other two guys setting themselves in motion too.

“We’re sure you want to have fun with your presents, and you know how it is... we gotta, uuuh...”

“Be somewhere too!” Midoriya finished Denki’s sentence, snickering knowingly.

“Do have fun, my Friend,” Monoma chuckled as he passed Shinsou, the three disappearing behind the door he had just come from, calling back their farewells without another glance back at the birthday boy.

Not it was only you and him. You still were as confused as you must have been when they brought you here. Three true friends, always looking out for him and knowing exactly what Shinsou could desire in his life. Slowly he rounded you, taking in every struggle you made, how your legs and shoulders moved as you tried to wiggle out of the tough restrains around you. They hadn’t even undressed you, still keeping you in your uniform, pure and pretty. Just how he liked you the best.

Subconsciously, he began to unwrap the second present Kaminari had given to him, this time ripping the ribbon off unceremonial. Out came... his Artificial Vocal Cords, polished and clearly enhanced by someone. They even went out of their way to fix the broken part on the side from when he got beaten in the last training, making them as good as new.

Letting the box fall to the ground, he put them on, knowing exactly why they had made it a big deal to present them to him now. His now free hands drove over the back of your shoulders, feeling your warmth against his fingertips and taking in the flinches of your muscles under his touches. You were so alive, so real, right there in front of him.

You never gave Shinsou much mind when you met him in the hallways. The closest he came to you was when he laid beside you at night, watching you sleep. But now you were there, and you were all his. Switching on the device to enhance his quirk, he positioned himself in front of you, both hands combing through your hair before settling at the back of your head, unclasping the gag in your mouth.

There was nothing he wanted to hear more right now than your lovely voice, especially if it was in response to his questions.

“How about you wish me a happy birthday, [Name]?” he asked, all too curious as what would be words that would force you to fall in love with him forever.

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bunnyywritings · 4 years ago

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sugary sweet

shinso hitoshi x fem!reader

[a/n: alrighty so I know it seems like I’m spoiling my baby @shinaus, and I totally am because she deserves the world, but I promise that I’ll get back to normal requests and some ideas I have soon BUT for now, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE! 🥳 Here’s a little gift for you, I just wanna say that I appreciate you so so much 💓 you’ve been here since the start pretty much and I thank you for all the kindness and support that you’ve given me, I’m so excited to see how our friendship will grow as we both progress in our blogs. i love u 🥺 here’s a little soft boy shinso for your birthday, and for anyone else who wants to read, so enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ]

He knew who you were, he knew your name and order by heart. You came in almost every morning before your 9am lectures, then you would come in for lunch and do some homework before going back for your 1:30 lecture. So when you came in at 8am on the dot, your drink was all ready waiting for you.

“Morning Toshi.” He blushed at your sleepy little smile.

“Good morning (y/n).” He slid the cup of iced coffe to you. “And happy birthday.” He then slid a cake pop over to you. He hoped he got the date right, he vaguely remembers when you told him but he’s guessing that the expression on your face meant that he had been correct. The fact that he remembered your birthday made your poor little ole’ heart beat erratically in your chest. The way he tilted his head just enough to make him look like a confused kitten hadn’t helped either.

“O-Oh thank you, I can’t believe you r-remembered.” Your smile grew a bit wider when he looked away, sheepishly rubbing his neck.

“It’s nothing, really.” He noticed his cheeks starting to feel hot so he scrambled to change the subject. “So uhh what’s the rest of your day look like? You gonna go party it up at the club with a few friends?” The way your face fell just a bit made his heart ache.

“Well uhm not exactly, I actually didn’t plan on doing anything today.” There was a small silence that followed directly after you had said that because he was hoping to hear a ‘just kidding’ leave your lips but it never did.

“Seriously? You’re not gonna do anything?”

You shook your head.

“You’re just gonna go to your 1pm lecture later on then go home?” He honestly couldn’t believe it.

“Well not exactly. My professor actually cancelled so I’m just going to my morning class.” That still didn’t seem like a good plan. You sipped on your drink while he looked deep in thought. Seeing as this had happened from time to time during your many idle conversations, you just patiently waited until his idea was formed.

“That just won’t do.” He clicked his tongue, head shaking in disapproval. “I’ve got a plan.” You were intrigued to where this would go so you motioned for him to continue. “I get off at like 2:30 so why don’t I pick you up then and we go have some fun. Hmm? Whaddya say?”

“H-Have some fun? But what would we do?”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” He cheekily winked at you. “So? Sound like a plan?” As much as you’d want to argue that you didn’t want to waste his time, the little grin on his lips was enough to draw out a ‘yes’ from you.

After talking for a bit more and exchanging phone numbers, you left the coffee shop and made your way to the lecture hall. It was surprising to say, but you couldn’t concentrate for the life of you because you were excited. You were excited to hang out with Shinso, even if that little voice in the back of your head was saying he was doing it out of pity. You pushed the thought away and once the lecture was finally over, you rushed over to your dorm, excitement rushing through your body when your phone buzzed with a few texts from him.

From Toshi:

I should be by to pick you up around 3pm

Make sure to wear something comfortable

You had about an hour and a half to kill so you got some notes out of the way before starting to get ready. Now, did comfortable mean some sweats and a hoodie? Or did he mean more along the lines of a t-shirt and jeans? Opting for the safe option of jeans, you started to get ready. Your heart was thumping in your chest once more. It kinda felt like you were going on a date. You had let your mind wander for a bit, so much so that the second time the doorbell sound echoed through your place was what pulled you out of your trance. You quickly made your way to the front door and opened it to reveal a casual Shinso standing behind it. He looked quite good, well he looked good ALL the time but it was different to see him out of his work uniform.

“You ready?” Not trusting your words, you nodded and followed him out of the building. The both of you had walked in a comfortable silence before he turned to look at you. “Alright, so first item on the agenda. I thought we could go get some ramen because I don’t know about you but I am starving. But if your not down for ramen, I am so down to go for anything else.”

“No no, ramen works. I actually didn’t eat lunch so that sounds amazing.”

After having an amazing bowl of tonkatsu ramen and a pork bun or two, the both of you continued your journey.But as the two of you approached, you could tell exactly where you were headed.

“No way...” The way your eyes sparkled at the sight in fron of you made his heart pick up the pace. “I-Is this the Sakura festival?”

“You bet it is! I actually-“ He froze when you wrapped your arms around him, hugging him close to you and whispering a ‘thank you.’ Once you pulled away from him, he could see that a few tears had run down your face, she he carefully moved his hand to cup your cheek while his thumb had moved to get rid of those pesky tears. “Now come on, let’s enjoy the festival.” The softness of his voice made you swoon and since the both of you arrived when the festival had started, you both instantly made your way to the entrance. Now if you were to ask when exactly he had slid his hand into yours and intertwined your guys’ fingers, you wouldn’t be able to say when. It seemed like that’s how it was the whole time, not that either of you were complaining. When he’d softly run his thumb over your finger in an almost comforting manner, or when he’d squeeze tighter whenever the both of you were walking through a particularly crowded area, it all seemed like a natural reflex.

He had watched you eye a specific plushie a good 6 times before suggesting going over to the booth to play the game. It had seemed easy enough, get all four of the plastic rings around the neck of a milk bottle. Oh how wrong you were. You had played three rounds and lost three rounds. He hated seeing the pout on your face when you hadn’t made any points so when the both of you were waiting in line for some taiyaki he said he had to go to the bathroom and went off. You didn’t think much of it, too busy mourning over the loss of your desired plushie.

Meanwhile, Toshi had gone back to the booth to try and win the game. So far, he was four rounds in and still hadn’t made enough points. Just as he was going to give up, the booth attendant gave him a free pass at the game seeing as he had already spent so much money, so this time around he took a different approach. Instead of rushing into it, he took his time with each toss. So when he had made all four rings, a huge grin split his lips as he pointed out his prize.

“I wonder if he ate some bad shrimp in the yakisoba from earlier.” You mumbled to yourself. Even if you were still waiting in line, there was only two more people in front of you.

“Hey (y/n)!” You turned to the source of the shout and your jaw dropped. There stood Toshi with the cute squid plushie you wanted.

“Seriously? You won this for me?” He could see the way the tears in your eyes shone in the low light of the booth lights but you were far from sad. There was a genuine smile on your face as he nodded and held it out to you. He watched as you grabbed it and hugged it close to your chest. His chest filling with warmth as you nuzzled into the soft fabric of the squid.

With taiyaki, milk tea, and squid plush in hand, the both of you looked for a place to settle on the grass and get ready for the fireworks show to end the night. The both of you had settled against a tree trunk, sitting side by side. Shinso had grabbed your legs and rested them over his. Subconsciously running his hand over your knee as he munched on his taiyaki.

The both of you chatted as you waited for the show to start but as time went on, the colder the summer breeze got. He noticed that you were shivering quite a bit so he softly shoved your legs off of his lap and opened his arms. Your confusion was quelled when you saw his open arms, you ungracefully fell into his chest and wrapped your arms around his waist to absorb all the warmth he had to offer. He just chuckled and shook his head while holding you tight, rubbing your back in small circled to generate as much warmth as he could. He tried not to think about how you felt while pushed up against him, how he could just lean down and place a kiss on the top of your head.

Sadly, this hadn’t lasted very long. The moment the fireworks started you had sat up to be able to watch them clearly. As much as he wanted to watch the fireworks display, the ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ from the crowd enticing him to look, he just couldn’t tear his eyes from you. The way the explosions in the sky lit up your face, the pink tint on the apples of your cheeks and your nose, the way your eyes were wide with wonder, and the way your lips were curled up into a little smile. You were way more breathtaking than any firework could ever be.

“(Y/n)?” You tore your eyes from the glittering lights and turned towards him, blush painting your cheeks an even darker red when he was closer than you expected. Both his hands came up to hold your face, the pads of his thumb gently running over your cheeks. “Can I-.” He swallowed nervously, leaning in close enough to where your noses were touching. “Can I kiss you?” The fact that he even asked made you giggle.

“Of course you can, silly.”

Once he got the ‘okay’, he tilted his head a bit and brought you closer, your lips meeting his in the sweetest and softest ways possible. Your lips moving in sync as the taste of chocolate still lingered on your tongues.

“Mmm I knew you’d taste sweet.” He chuckled once the two of you pulled away.

“Oh yeah, how sweet?”

“I’d have to say sugary sweet but maybe even sweeter than sugar. I’d have to get a second taste to know for sure.” He shrugged innocently. You fondly shook your head, a squeak of surprise when he pulled you onto his lap. His hands were holding your hips while your arms wrapped around his shoulders, your fingers fiddling with the ends of his gravity defying hair.

“Happy birthday (y/n)...” you bit your lip to hold back your smile before releasing it and diving into another dizzying kiss.

Best. Birthday. Ever.

#hitoshi shinso x reader #shinso x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #happy birthday !!!#some softboy toshi just for you #i hope you liked it my love 🥺#shinaus

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jhoudiey · 4 years ago

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More Loru? More Loru!

This one is Yoru’s rocky beginning working at Mostro Lounge + maybe a touch of “fluff”! Why Azul thought she’d be a good waitress will forever remain a mystery. 2000 words. Full thing below the cut!

“Yoru-san, you’re right on time! After that article was published in the paper I had begun to worry you wouldn’t be returning!” Azul feigned concern for her, a smirk betraying his amusement. She rolled her eyes at him. “Azul, you know I can’t leave without you blackmailing my dad, so I’ll continue to show up, even if I have to struggle not to put your head through a wall” She smiled back at him, daring him to push it further. “Yoru-san, were you not touched by that article from your father? It pulled at my heartstrings so tightly I just had to save a copy” Jade placed a hand over his heart as he spoke, smiling gently at her. She should have known the second they heard of the article they wouldn’t let her live it down. She vowed to find every copy in their possession and destroy them all as soon as possible. “Nee Nee, Fugu-chan! Is the headmaster always so adorable when talking about you? It was so funny to read!” Yoru closed her eyes and took a deep breath, wondering what she would have to do to gain mastery over time so she could erase this from both her memory and existence itself. She decided to ignore them and try and get them off the topic of the wretched birthday article. “Will I be shadowing Jade again today?” she asked, looking to Azul. “Yes, we considered having Jade and Floyd take turns training you, but with the ruckus that was caused yesterday, we thought it would be better to have Jade take you under his wing” He smirked at her as Floyd laughed “haaaah yea. Fugu-chan caused so much trouble yesterday they said if you worked with me I’d make it worse” He pouted, crossing his arms. “Yea yea, lets just get it over with” Yoru said flatly leaving the boys behind in the VIP room. She wasn’t fond of this waitressing thing, but she would keep the promise she’d made to Azul.

“You seem more comfortable in your uniform today” Jade had crept silently behind her as she grabbed a collection of drinks from the student working at the bar that evening. She shrugged giving a non-commital grunt while trying to balance the tray so she didn’t spill anything; the day before she’d dropped half a dozen drinks onto her table of customers and didn’t want to repeat the experience. “It is a good thing, Yoru-san. The more comfortable you are, the less likely you are to trip yourself up and drop things.” He silently rearranged the glasses on the tray to better balance it “Though I can’t say I didn’t find yesterday entertaining” He smiled at her showing off his pointed teeth. “Why can’t I just carry this stupid tray with both hands?” she hovered her free hand near the first “It seems like it would be easier to hold with two”. “Yoru-san, you aren’t a child, I’m sure you’re strong enough to carry it with one?” He asked inquisitively “Not what I meant” she growled while walking to the table she was meant to be serving.

“Hey Birdy! You won’t mind if I fall in love with you right?” one of the students joked as she walked up and began placing the glasses on the table. She clenched her jaw, biting back the retort that jumped to her tongue. Jade sidled up behind he, placing a hand on the small of her back “Now Yoru-san, you must make sure to never show your displeasure in your face” She glared at him “Is that why you’ve always got such a fakeass smile plastered on yours?” she snapped back. He opened his eyes and stared into hers, showing his teeth again “precisely. Try letting out your frustrations in a more subtle way” He nodded at her and stepped back to let her continue serving the table, it’s occupants looking at the two of them, chuckling. “Oh ho! Birdys in trouble now!”, they laughed as she finished placing their drinks before them. She clenched her feet, feeling the flooring giving way a little beneath her talons, she’d have to apologise to Azul about that later. She painted the fakest smile she could muster onto her face and asked their orders before hurrying off to the kitchen, Jade close behind. “Jade I’m going to murder them” she spat as he slid through the door. “Fufufufu, now Yoru, I believe the headmaster has voiced his displeasure at the thought of police on campus, I’m sure he would be so saddened to hear his dear daughter was the cause of their arrival” It took her every ounce of self control she had not to hit him, his smirk was infuriating, even more so because he was right. “I need to cool off, I’ll be in the walk-in, come get me when their food is ready” Jade watched her storm off towards the fridge “Fufufu, hot headed indeed, though I didn’t think she meant it quite so literally…”

She was resting with her head against one of the shelves when Floyd cracked the door open. “Hey Fugu-chaaaaaaaaaaan, the food for your table is reaaaadyyyy” He sung, closing the door as he skipped away. She sighed, resigning herself to another round of taunting from a group of unruly beastmen. She was muttering to herself the entire way to the pass to grab the food, quickly realizing she wouldn’t be able to carry all the dishes for the six students of her table. She looked around searching for Jade but he was nowhere to be found. “I’ll help Fugu-chan! You suck at waiting tables so you’ll probably drop everything if you try and do it yourself!” Floyd said cheerfully arranging the plates onto three trays. He handed her tray with the messiest looking food on it and grinned at her “This way if you drop it a little no one will notice, probably” she shook her head at him, wondering if his words were meant to be encouraging. She managed to make it across the dining room without fumbling the plates, placed one on the table and looked back to grin at Floyd. As she turned to grab a plate off one of Floyds trays she heard “Ummm, Nugget, you’ve given me the wrong food” followed by a gale of hysterical laughter. She paused, remembering what Jade had told her earlier. She clenched her teeth so hard she thought they were going to crack, and flexed her feet into the floor again, Azul was going to be FURIOUS. She turned slowly, the plate jumping in her jittery hands “My apologies for giving you the wrong dish” She picked up the messy plate she’d been so proud to deliver and placed the correct plate in front of him with a sarcastic smile. “So birdy, how about you and I go on a date? I can’t fall in love with just one look you know!” the student on the far left said smoothly, she turned away to grab the next plate from Floyd, who was standing with a bemused grin on his face. “No way man, the Nugget is going to go out with me first, after all didn’t the headmaster say she wants to get to know ALL of us better, right?” The boy closest to her laughed while reaching out to stroke her feathers that had finally started to grow in. She froze in place and looked up locking eyes with Floyd, he had a glint in his eye and a wide grin plastered on his face waiting for her to retaliate. She gently picked up one of the plates, weighing it in her hand, a smile creeping over her cheeks to match the one Floyd wore. She turned quickly and smashed the plate into the students' shocked face, bits of meat pie and ceramic flying everywhere as the plate broke on impact. “WHAT THE HELL?” the table shouted as Yoru grabbed the student by his shirt and dragged him out of his seat “If you ever call me Nugget again, I will end your fucking life. Do you understand me” She snarled at him, her face inches from his. He tried to push himself off of her, but Yoru had her hand wrapped around his shirt so tightly he couldn’t get away “Do. You. Under. Stand?” She repeated, fire in her eyes. The other students that had tried to pull her away had been caught by Floyd, he looked at peace with his arms wrapped around their throats, turning their complaints into desperate grunting to breathe. “Hehehe, Fugu-chan asked you a question Namazu-kun, you should answer she’s pretty mad” he laughed gleefully, glad to have been able to participate in the chaos.

“Yoru! Floyd!” Azuls voice cut through the noise like a knife “aww maaaan” Floyd complained letting go of the Savanaclaw boys “It was just starting to get good!” he crossed his arms and puffed out his cheeks, annoyed that Azul had once again ruined his fun. “What is going on here?!” Azul demanded, eyes wide as he surveyed the damage to the students and lounge. “I slipped?” Yoru said flatly, untangling her hand from the boys shirt, dropping him back into his seat. She heard both Floyd and Jade stifle their laughter as Azul glared at the three of them. “Jade! I told you to watch her so this wouldn’t happen! Where were you?!” He barked at him. Jade looked at him coolly “Why, I was attending a different matter at your request, do you not recall?” He smiled slowly at Azul, meeting his gaze. Azul bit back a retort and snapped his head around to look between Yoru and Floyd again. “You two. In the office. Now.” He glared at them, adjusted his glasses and put on his best showman routine for the remaining guests. “Ahhh apologies about the actions of my colleagues, if you would be so kind to let me cover the cost of your meals and provide you a 500 madol off coupon for your next visit…” The savanaclaw boy grabbed the coupon from Azuls outstretched hand, wiped the blood off his face and stalked out of the restaurant, his dorm mates following close behind casting furtive glances back at Yoru and Floyd, the latter of which was waving gently. Azul glared at them again and pointed to the entrance to the VIP room, he would need to discipline them, but he needed to clean the mess first..

“Come on Fugu-chan, lets go. Azul is gonna yell at us” Floyd pouted and grabbed her arm, turning towards the exit at the back of the restaurant. “Wait, isn’t the VIP room that way…” Yoru muttered as they passed the room they had been instructed to wait in “Yea, but I don’t wanna get yelled at so we’re leaving. He can’t yell if we don’t go, so lets go visit Rakko-chan!” He pulled her through the exit and into an unfamiliar hallway. “Come on, it’s this way” he pointed, dropping her arm. She followed him through the twists and turns, surprised he knew where they were going. They emerged on the side of campus near the greenhouse. “How the hell…?” Yoru asked when they stepped outside “How do you know your way around down there?” Floyd shrugged, hands in his pockets. “I get bored a lot so just walk around looking for stuff to do, sometimes I find wind up down here” She looked at him curiously, she’d grown up at Nightraven College and still wasn’t this familiar with all it’s passageways. “I’m going to head home though, I got blood on my shirt and need to get it out before Azul has another thing to yell at me about. See ya” She waved at him as she turned towards home. “Bye Fugu-chaaaaan, today was fuuuunnn” He called after her, smiling to himself. It was a lot more fun to spend time with Fugu-chan than it was most other people, he realized. When he reached the mirror chamber he found himself back in the Octavinelle dorm rather than Scarabia, content with how the night had progressed.

#twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #yoru crowley #floyd leech #jade leech #azul ashengrotto #mostro lounge #twisute oc

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twstbeauty · 3 years ago

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Technical Information: Name: Eric Charming Nicknames: Asshat (by Longwei); Mister Charming (by Maxwell) Voice Actor: Nobuhiko Okamoto (Karma, Assassination Classroom)

Biological Information:

Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him Age: 17 Birthday: December 1 Star Sign: Sagittarius Height: 186 cm Hair color: Blond Eye color: Blue Homeland: Shaflands Family: Mother, Father, 3 older sisters, 3 older brothers, 2 younger sisters

Professional Status:

School: Royal Sword Academy Dorm: Merphitrite School Year: Second Class: 2-A Student Number: 17 Occupation: Student Club: Acting Club Best Subject: Alchemy

Fun facts:

Dominant hand: Right Favorite Food: Spaghetti Least Favorite Food: Shrimp Balls Dislikes: People looking down on him Hobbies: Acting Talents: Very good at acting

Appearance: Eric has long blonde hair that is neatly kept. He has it in a low ponytail that rests on his shoulder. He also has blue eyes, but one is covered with a black eye patch because he is blind in that eye. He wears the standard Royal Sword Academy uniform.

Personality: Eric is a bit of an asshat. He looks down on other people and hates it when people stand up against him. He does not like having people make fun of him. However, he will reach out to help people he cares for.

Background: Eric Charming is from a noble family. His family environment is one that he enjoys because he is not looked down upon. He wants to be someone that others can look up to, so he tries to make sure he sets an example for people to follow. He gets along well with his siblings and often goes on trips with all of them.

Unique Magic: Eric’s Unique Magic is True Love's Kiss. It can lift curses. He just needs to touch the person or object for the curse to be lifted. However, this is very draining for him.

Chant: "A curse is upon you, let me set you free. True Love's Kiss."

Trivia:

Eric is blind in one eye after an encounter with Longwei.

He dislikes Longwei for this.

He has 3 pet dogs.

The dogs are named Lily, Cherry, and Jerry

He also has a parrot named Pierre.

Eric does not like snakes because one ate his hamster.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #eric charming #longwei belongs to my friend over at twstrhythm

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themonotonysyndrome · 5 years ago

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Our Intertwine Dream

Another oneshot about Papa Lilia and Malleus with their human teenage son, Silver! I think I’m gonna turn this and the previous oneshot into a series while I’m still having fun writing ‘em and yeah, even if it’s a little late, I wanted to do something to celebrate Silver’s birthday.

“Such a fair and gentle child you are. Quiet too.”

“...”

“My, my what a big yawn that was! Is it nap time already?”

“...”

“...How curious.”

“There you are, grandmother. Lilia said that it’s Silver’s feeding time now.”

“Oh dear. The little one went out like a candle’s flame. Poor thing must be tired from playing.”

“Silver just woke up three hours ago.”

“Is that so? Say, Malleus dear, how about you and that Fae of yours stay in the castle for a couple more days. I would like to... investigate something.”

“As you wish, grandmother...”

Silver wakes up when he heard his phone vibrated. Blinking a couple of time, he then rubs his crusty eyelids blearily before pushing himself up from the soft bed and sigh deeply. Dawn has made way for bright, morning rays to creep into his room despite the thick curtains.

When his phone on the bedside table vibrate again, Silver snatch it to check his text messages.

Like any other day, Lilia’s attempt to wake him up for classes is by spamming his phone with a series of pictures that he find interesting or funny. Before, the Fae used to called his phone and sometimes even break through the door when he quickly realised that Silver would actively ignore the calls, but the few success that Lilia managed to get him out of the bed, Silver still ended up sleeping with his face planted inside a bowl of cereal. In the end, practically every one in Diasomnia knew that Silver will wake up whenever he can and the teaching staff of the school allows a little leeway because of his conditions.

Today, Lilia is spamming his phone with pictures of Savanaclaws’ First Years students chasing each other on the field. Behind them, the sun made its slow ascension to the sky.

Silver threw his phone on the bed and begin to get ready for the day. If he hurries, he can still make it to breakfast. Freshly showered and donning his uniform, he quickly check that he has his phone, magic crystal and wallet before leaving the dorm. The younger students loitering about the hallway and common room greet him good morning as he head towards the cafeteria. “Who was that?” “That’s Silver-senpai. A Second Year student. He’s the one I told you about last week. You know, the senior that tutored me and the guys for History of Magic?” “The one that took a nap halfway?”

“Oh, Silver-senpai is always like that. I heard that he can sleep anywhere! But he’s really good at History of Magic though. I even got an A for my test!”

Silver lets out a yawn as the conversation fades behind him. He had tried his best to stay awake during that tutoring session but the table looked as soft as his bed and before he knew it, the words on his text book look like worms and he blacked out.

It was nice for the First Years to called Lilia when he was knocked out though.

Today, the halls of Night Raven College are relatively peaceful. Friends huddled at the courtyard, taking pictures and laughing amongst themselves. A couple of Scarabia students are mingling with two Ignihyde seniors with their laptops out; probably a tutoring session. A Pomefiore student is humming to himself as he pick fresh flowers near the water fountain and a pair of Heartslabyul and Octavinelle students are playing cards; most likely UNO because one of the Heartslabyul student suddenly shrieked, “WHY DON’T I HAVE ANY GREEN!? YOU GUYS ARE CHEATING!”

“Oh! Good morning, Silver-senpai!” Yuu suddenly greeted Silver just as he was about to enter the cafeteria. Behind the younger boy, he could smell fresh baked breads and strong black coffee wafting in the air. The smell is so strong that it’s probably enough to keep him awake for a whole day. “It’s rare to see you up so early!”

“I managed to wake up on time for once.” Silver reply with a shrug. “Might as well catch up on some classes that I’m lagging behind.” Sebek would scold his ears off if he caught Silver slacking in class, ever. Something about bringing shame and disgrace to Malleus and Lilia and honestly, Silver tends to tune out whenever Sebek started to rant about how great his parents are.

“That sounds like a great idea Silver-senpai! I’m sure you’ll do well.” Yuu said with a cheer. For some reason, the boy is completely alone; no Grim or those two First Year Heartslabyul students that constantly flank his sides. Unaware of Silver’s musing, Yuu continue, “Anyway, I just saw Lilia-senpai and the others at the table near the hot drink section.”

“Oh. Thanks. Guess I’ll see you around - ” Silver begins but then Yuu’s eyes suddenly blow wide and before Silver could ask what’s wrong, Yuu hurriedly interrupts him.

“Ok, nice talking to you Silver-senpai, gotta go to class now! If anyone asks, I’m not here, ok? Bye-bye!” Yuu then ran off without even looking at him. Leaving Silver to stand alone awkwardly in front of the cafeteria’s entrance.

“Well... that was something - ”

“Oh? If it isn’t Silver-san.”

“What a rare sight to see Jellyfish-san floating in the morning!”

The Leech brothers are smiling widely when Silver slowly turn around. It didn’t escape his notice that, Azul is not with them. Floyd tilts his head - rows of sharp teeth pokes out - and ask, “Say... you don’t happen to see our cute Shrimp-kun, have you?”

“No.” Silver easily fibbed. Whatever is going on with the Leech brothers and Yuu (and probably Azul) is none of his concern. He decided to leave the twins be when they stare at him with an odd expression; as if trying to decide whether he’s lying or not. True to Yuu’s words, Silver easily spotted Lilia and the rest of their group when he zooms in on the drinks table. Sebek is furiously muttering to himself as he reads a textbook; pages constantly flipping. Lilia is checking his phone with a content smile and beside him, Malleus is diligently cutting his veggie omelette into small pieces. Plates of cold cut fruits, bread and pancakes along with juices and a cup of coffee for Lilia are spread on the table.

The three of them occupy the large dining table despite how crowded the cafeteria is.

“Good morning.” Silver greeted the group before taking a seat beside Sebek.

“Silver! You’re awake! Did Mr.Trein’s cat pictures woke you up?” Lilia teases. He tucks away the phone to cupped his face and grin lazily at him.

“Had a weird dream.” Silver reply and made sure to thank Malleus when the Fae handed him the cut up omelette and a tall glass of orange juice before resuming his own breakfast. He waste no time and dig in.

“Oh? What was it about?”

“The face is a bit fuzzy but I was sitting on someone’s lap at a... garden, I think. She had a nice voice.” He said after sipping on his OJ. “It ended when I heard Malleus-sama’s voice.”

Sebek jerk his head away from the textbook at that. Before he could demand what Silver meant, Lilia interjects with a hum.

“That sounds too... normal to be a dream. More like a - ”

“A memory.”

Malleus put aside his napkin when the three of them turn their attention to him. He stares at Silver with a thoughtful expression. “It was a summer morning. I came to the garden when Lilia told me that you were with grandmother for the day.”

Sebek is now in sheer awe - like usual when it’s anything related to Malleus - while Silver’s cheeks are dusted red as Lilia laugh, clutching his stomach in delight. “I remember that summer! It was Silver’s first time visiting the Castle of Thorns. You were such an adorable little one that Malleus’ grandmother insisted that we extended our stay.” Lilia then sigh fondly. “That was a nice summer...”

And... there Lilia goes, off reminiscing Silver’s childhood. Silver quickly put a stop to it with an embarrassed cough. Lilia merely teases him some more in retaliation. Breakfast continues on until Sebek suggest they head to their respective classes now. Lilia and Malleus had P.E, Sebek went to join a crowd of First Year students drifting upstairs to the second floor; leaving Silver with his Alchemy class.

He allows himself to be pull along by a couple of his classmates when they notice him rounding the corner. Silver finds it easy to join their conversation since it was about homework and soon enough, they chatted their way to the classroom.

Mid conversation, Silver yawns. When he rub his watery eyes, something bright red accompany by a smile flash pass him. So quick and sudden, almost like a ribbon -

“Silver-san?” One of his classmates call out when they notice that Silver had suddenly stop walking with them. “Is something wrong?”

Silver blink; realise that he had automatically whip around to catch that flash of red but after looking at his sides, students in familiar uniform are mingling around him. No one stood out of the ordinary.

“Just thought I saw something...” Silver slowly admits. There’s something nibbling at the back of his mind but it refuses to surface despite how hard Silver tries to remember.

Classes passed through the day without a hitch. Silver finds himself staying awake for all of them that a surprised teacher even commented about it. When homeworks are done with enough time to spare before dinner, he wonder what the others are doing right now. Putting away his books and pencil case into his bookbag, Silver left his room for the dorm’s lounge. Usually Sebek is there around this time and they would bicker and wait for Lilia and Malleus to show up so they could have dinner together.

But when he reaches the ground floor, Silver is surprise that Sebek is nowhere in sight. Perhaps he’s with his other group of friends?

He looks around the lounge thinking that Sebek might be hiding behind the book shelves or something, yet only some Third Year students are relaxing on the couch; talking quietly amongst themselves. From the foot of the stairs, a few students walk down behind him.

“ - did you see Vil-senpai’s new MagiCam post?”

“The one on tips for short hairstyles? Oh! Is that why you tied up your hair differently after P.E?”

“What do you think? I’m digging this new look!”

“Well... at least people know that you actually have eyes now.”

“Wa - did my bangs really covered my face that badly!? Why did no tell me before?!?”

The chatters gradually fade into background noises when Silver caught an unusual scent lingering behind him; a scent that makes him heady and eyes drowsy, almost instantly. It carries a subtle smell of smokey cedarwood, and blooming tuberoses that remind Silver of hot, creamy crème brûlée that melts on your tongue.

But the magnetic scent immediately vanishes the moment Silver turn around to chase after it, frantically searching which student wore the cologne.

“There you are, human! Don’t you know that you’re keeping Malleus-sama and Lilia-sama waiting!?”

“Sebek?”

Sebek appear at the entrance of their dorm wearing an unamused expression, hands firmly on his hips. When did he arrive?

He roll his eyes when Silver continue to stare at him in stupor. “Well? Are you coming or not?”

Silver shut his eyes and pinch the bridge of his nose. Shaking his head once, it took a while for him orientate himself. “Right. Let’s go.”

Sebek didn’t question his terse’s reply as they walk towards the cafeteria, thinking that the Second Year student is in one of his moods again. He did throw an odd glance whenever Silver turn around as if he’s looking for someone or something.

Later when the night grows long and the Diasomnia dorm is silent, Silver lies wide awake; staring listlessly at his bedroom ceiling in the dark. Scrolling through his phone did nothing to tire him out nor did reading boring textbooks help.

Although, Flyod’s weird MagiCam post of him in a selfie with a happy Jade sitting prim and proper on Azul’s bed and Yuu’s black hair poking from underneath the duvet in the background was... something.

With a huff, Silver twist and turn underneath the duvet before closing his eyes in hopes that he could finally settle in for the night.

Time seem to creep on before exhaustion claims him and Silver finally falls asleep.

When he open his eyes, Silver found himself sitting on a picnic blanket. Soft morning rays shine through the tall tree above him. He notices small, bite-size food that are for children are laid out for him on a paper plate. A picnic basket is put aside near the tree’s roots, lacqured boxes of food were placed on the centre of the blanket and an uncapped thermos of hot tea is ready for anyone who wants to drink.

He also notice that he was sitting on someone’s lap.

“Oh? Are you finally hungry?” Silver tips his head back to see Lilia smiling down at him. His arms move around his small body to encase Silver in a hug. It was then he realise that he’s in a child’s body.

“Here. Want some apples? It’s yummy!” Lilia coo as he tries to entice Silver to eat the sliced fruit by wagging it in front of him.

“Maybe we should try some oranges again?” Malleus suggest, awkwardly holding a whole, round orange in one hand as he inspect it with uncertain, knitted eyebrows.

“I rather not have him throw them at my hair again, Malleus.” Lilia sighs and put down the sliced apple when he no longer had Silver’s attention.

As the Faes discuss on how to get him to eat, Silver understand that he’s reliving one of his childhood memories. Sure enough, he could easily spot the castle that belongs to Malleus’ grandmother looming behind the sea of trees.

This is the first time that Silver is consciously aware that he’s dreaming. It feels so surreal being able to coherently think like an adult but posses the speech capability of a seven year old. He grunts and whine to show his displeasure when it’s beginning to feel too warm in Lilia’s embrace.

“Alright, alright, little man. Stop squirming for a moment...” Lilia neated Silver’s little clothes before finally release him onto the soft grass so he could play. “There! Hopefully you’re tire yourself out until you actually want lunch.”

“...Is feeding a human child always this difficult?” Malleus couldn’t help but ask when he watch Silver wobble around, looking at everything and anything.

“You know what? I don’t know.” Lilia admits though he didn’t sound all that concern. He knows that Silver will eat when his little tummy rumble soon enough. “I heard that some kids from a human village can be fussy when it comes to food. Silver might be one of those type.” He hums and tap his chin as he recalls their last meal time. “Then again, I heard that human kids loathe vegetables but Silver enjoyed eating your salad during dinner.”

The Faes continue to talk while occasionaly keep an eye out on little Silver who is critically inspecting a wild patch of daisies.

Back to Silver, he internally wonders why he’s reliving this particular memory. He tries to remember what else this memory entail when something pull him away from the flowers.

That strange scent - cedarwood and crème brûlée - slips around him, thoroughly capture his attention in an instant and deafen him from Lilia and Malleus’s conversation. It envelopes his world that even the sunlight starts to dim when his eyes grows heavy.

And before he realises it, Silver’s little legs begin to carry him towards the forest. Where the scent seem to be.

The deeper Silver travese into the forest, the world around him begin to grow dark, as if the tall trees are blocking out the sun. Even the crickets and chirping birds are silenced the longer he walk and yet, he still couldn’t find the scource of that smell!

“...er?”

Silver pauses. What was that? It sounded like -

“...ver?”

He wanted to turn around, to move his arms but no matter how hard he tries, Silver stands there, frozen stiff as a statue.

“...Silver?”

The scent is slightly stronger now. It smells so sweet, so comforting as if beckoning him forward and his legs begin to move again.

A hand shoot out from the dark to gently grab his shoulder from behind. A familiar voice chimes in, “There you are Silver! I was beginning to worry, little one.” It’s Lilia. It’s Papa. His touch is like an anchor, bringing him back to a sense of safety and familiarity that Silver could sob in relief. “Come on now; it’s time to wake up, love.”

At that moment, Silver jerks up; eyes wide awake and his heart racing. His room is so bright and warm that he had to squint his eyes a little to adjust his vision when he notice a silhouette that vaguely resemble Lilia sitting on his bed.

“Hang on, let me draw the curtains.” When the room is a little darken, Silver rubs his weary eyes and find that it’s indeed Lilia; his coat uniform and cap drape over the bed. For some reason, he’s studying Silver with a complicated expression; lips pursed and eyebrows knitted in worry.

“W-What? Silver croak, hating how parched his throat feels.

“How are you feeling?” Lilia asks immediately. He hovers close to Silver, cupping his clammy face with bare hands as he checks for... something.

Silver lets the question sinks in for moment. “...Tired.” He admits with a sigh. His heart finally calms down when he leans into Lilia’s touch, eyes heavy but this time, he just wants to bask in Lilia’s warmth.

Lilia bits his lower lip and slowly withdraw his hands before taking a sit on the bed. “What was the last thing that you did? Did you drunk any funny potion before bed?”

“What? The last thing I did?” Silver repeated, a little lost but answer him nonetheless, “After dinner, I couldn’t sleep so I tried to bored myself by reading and when that didn’t work, I went to bed. I managed to fell sleep soon enough.” He explains and uneasiness churns in the pit of his stomach when Lilia still look at him strangely.

He had never seen Lilia wear such expression before.

“Silver... you’ve been asleep for four days.”

The ancient Fae’s tentative announcement made Silver’s heart drop like a heavy lead. “...What?”

“Calm down. Hey, can you look at me, Silver?” Lilia’s voice drops to soothing when he sees the far off look in Silver’s eyes. He holds both of the teenager’s hands when he heard Silver’s breath hitches. He continue to grip on them even when Silver meets his gaze. “It’s alright; you’re awake now and that’s what important. Can you remember if you’ve been dreaming or...”

“We were having a picnic back when I was a child. It’s somewhere behind the Witch’s castle - ”

“I remember that.” Lilia assure him calmly. He only spoke like that to Silver whenever he was spooked but it’s been years since the Fae spoke in such tone now that he’s all grown up. “You were such a curious child. You insist on wanting to pick wild flowers when we’re supposed to have lunch.”

Wait -

“...What happened next?”

“You plucked a bunch of daisies and gave them to me and Malleus; dirt and all. You looked so proud despite that you made a mess on the picnic blanket that I scooped you into my arms and we cuddled until you tried to gnaw on my hair.” Lilia laughs softly. “You were so attracted to my hair because of the colours that I had to buy you a black and pink teddy bear for you to obssessed on. Do you remember that?”

No. Silver doesn’t remember any of that...

And that frightens him.

“Silver? Talk to me; what are you thinking about?” Lilia pleads when instead of a flustered Silver like he’s hoping, his son in all but blood pales.

Despite the warm morning, chill runs down Silver’s spine when he said in a detached tone, “I... I think I had a nightmare, but... I can’t remember of what.”

#twisted wonderland #fanfic #happy birthday silver #more papa lilia and Malleus content #twst #silver #Lilia Vanrouge #malleus draconia #sebek zigvolt #hope the tags work this time

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angellazull · 4 years ago

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Rogerline

A story from the Angeline Universe

It was a very important day for the Ravenclaw team, he had won Gryffindor, from 380 to 300, a beautiful victory for the blue eagles, then they had won the Hufflepuff, from 340 to 310. Now they were playing in the Cup final Quidditch, against Slytherin, if they won this game, Ravenclaw would have been undefeated for three years, that left the team's seeker, Angeline Lancaster, extremely excited, she managed to catch the snitch at the right times.

After the captain's completely unique speech, Orion Amari, Angeline left the locker room, while tying her hair in a very tight ponytail to get some fresh air, when she finished the girl saw a black-haired figure, wearing the uniform of Slytherin team, in front of the entrance to the rival team's locker room. The girl knew who the boy was, approaching with a smile on her face and called the boy:

"Roger." (@hphm-roger)

The boy turned and his brown eyes met the girl's blue eyes and he smiled at Angeline. She didn't expect to meet Roger at that moment, she was hoping for a more private moment between them, because today was not only the end of the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup, but it was also the birthday of her best friend Roger.

"Ah, hi Angeline." He said in a relaxed way.

"Hi, I just wanted to wish you luck." But after saying that, his tone became determined and confident. "No taking it easy with the bludgers, my duty is to catch the snitch, and yours is to knock me off the broom."

"Leave it to me." Roger replied with a nervous smile.

"Is there a problem, Roger?" Angeline asked, seeing his friend's nervous expression.

"I just don't want to hurt you." Replied the Slytherin scout.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't join the team if I was afraid of hurting myself, bludgers don't scare me, Roger." Said Angeline, ruffling Roger's hair. "Don't be afraid to throw the bludger at me, I'm sure Rath won't be afraid to knock me off the broom."

"She's tough, but she won't hurt you ..." Roger looked at the incredulous look on Angeline's face. "Not on purpose." He hurried to complete the sentence.

"I prefer to take a bludger from you than Rath." Angeline said laughing, and Roger couldn't help laughing too.

Angeline looked at Roger and opened her mouth to congratulate him, but was unable to say anything, she was interrupted by a voice coming from the Slytherin dressing room:

"Hey, Lopez." The blonde and strong girl, wearing the Slytherin uniform appeared at the entrance to the locker room, Erika Rath's eyes were her team's beater for the Ravenclaw seeker. "What is she doing here?"

"Hello, Rath, I'm just wishing my friend good luck." Angeline replied, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes. "Our teams may be rivals, but I have friends on the Slytherin team. I have to go back to my locker room now, good luck, Roger."

Angeline stretched a little and hugged Roger by the neck before turning and going to her own dressing room. She could wish Roger a happy birthday when she was alone, mainly because the gift for him was in his dorm. When she returned to the dressing room, Madame Hooch had just entered to speak to the team.

"Okay, Ravenclaw, the time has come, the last game that will define the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup winner this season, they already know that I want a clean and cheat-free game." Madame Hooch's voice was serious when she said 'fair play and no cheating'. "That said, good luck to everyone. Get ready to take the field."

Angeline approached her closet and took out her Comet 260 broom, the blue-haired girl joined the line of players next to the captain, in place of the seeker. She felt a hand on her shoulder and a voice whispered in her ear:

"Let the chasers have fun, too, little sister." Candy (@immagrosscandy), the Ravenclaw boy, with brown hair and chocolate eyes, whom Angeline adopted as her brother. "So I didn't get the snitch that fast."

"I don't guarantee anything, but I will try." Angeline said to the boy

While they waited, Angeline heard McNully talking to the stadium.

"Be very welcome, students, teachers, Madam Norris, I'm sure everyone is looking forward to the last match of the season, today's match will define the winning home are you ready?" A great cry of enthusiasm came over the Quidditch stadium and that made Angeline feel even more motivated. "Now we are going to receive with applause, shouting and everything we can, the three-time champion team, the team with the most wins in the last few seasons, the team that hasn't come to play, is the Ravenclaw team."

Angeline just like the rest of the team got on their brooms and with an impulse, they flew towards the field, the Ravenclaw students and the students who were cheering for the blue eagles shouted, applauded and waved small blue and bronze flags, Angeline waved to the fans, while flying with Orion to his right and Skye to his left, the girl waved to the fans while flying. After they positioned themselves on their side of the field, McNully started announcing the rival team.

"Now, we are going to give a big ovation to the team that is willing and came to retrieve their crown from the Hogwarts Quidditch team, we are going to welcome the Slytherin team."

The students wearing the green Slytherin uniform entered the field, Rath and Roger as the beaters, Riley Seacrest to Seeker (@hphm-brooke), the girl with black hair and red eyes, also known as demon eyes, Angeline had to admit that it was quite difficult to compete against Riley, she was fast and accurate, the games against Slytherin were always quite challenging because of the girl.

"Madame Hooch heads to the center of the field to start the game, now it is counting down to the beginning of strong emotions." McNully announced.

"When I blow my whistle!" She shouted Madame Hooch to the players.

Kicking the chest, all four balls were thrown into the air. When the quaffle fell slowly, the flight instructor whistled and the gunners advanced on the quaffle, as if it were a swarm of rabid wasps. While the chases vied for possession of the ball, Angeline took a moment to see if she could see the Snitch, and apparently Riley had the same idea, while scanning the field with her eyes, the Ravenclaw girl's ears heard McNully's narration.

"Vigiere is in possession of the quaffle, and he has a clear path to Slytherin's goal, there is nothing to stop him… not there, Vigiere was hit by a Lopez bludgers and the Ravenclaw chase leaves the ball escape to be caught by Scarborough (@cursebreakerfarrier), this girl really has a strong grip. "

Quickly Angeline took a look at Candy who didn't seem to have happened, as he hurried to catch up with Willie, along with Orion and Skye. However, there was no more time to observe her friends, a golden glow passed right in front of Angeline's face and the girl realized that it was time for her to take action, holding the broom handle firmly, she started chasing the golden ball.

"The Lancaster girl is on the move, she spotted the golden snitch, will we have a shorter match than the Ravenclaw game against Gryffindor? But wait, Seacrest is also following Lancaster, it will be a close contest, me who I wouldn't put myself between these two girls... "

Angeline looked over her shoulder and saw Riley getting closer and closer until they were shoulder to shoulder, for a fraction of a second, Ravenclaw's deep blue eyes met Slytherin's glowing red eyes, both were determined not to give up so easily. However without warning, a bludger hit the bristles of Riley's broom causing her to falter and lose speed.

"Luan Silver (@lunasilvermorny), yes, Luan Silver, the pink-haired beater managed to get Seacrest out of Lancaster's glue, with a perfectly calculated bludgers, it was a risky move, Silver, but it paid off and the Ravenclaw fans are thrilled with that move."

In the distance Angeline saw Luan winking at her before advancing against the Slytherin players.

Thus the game continued for some time, with the score of 250 for Slytherin against 200 for the Ravenclaw, Angeline's rival home was won by 50 points ahead thanks to Erika Rath, who hit Andre when he dived to defend the goal. Now if they wanted to have a definite chance of victory, Angeline needed to get the snitch. Probeing the field again like an eagle looking for its prey, Angeline spotted the snitch above the line of the booths, if she hesitated the girl climbed up behind the little ball that tried to escape, but the girl with blue hair was determined to catch it, while flying in Toward Slytherin's goals, the snitch was inches from his fingers, almost as if the girl could feel the temperature of the winged object.

Stretching as far as she could, she felt the touch of the Snitch, but in the next few seconds everything happened at the speed of a lightning bolt across the sky, a sharp pain came when she was hit violently by something in the ribs, and as she was practically lying on the broom handle, she lost her balance and fell, feeling the free fall, Angeline only had time to shrink her body and close her eyes waiting for the impact with the ground, but unexpectedly a pair of arms wrapped around her body, she she was still flying, while she opened her eyes, she was in Roger's arms, pressed against the chest of the boy who looked at her with concern.

"Angeline, are you okay?" He asked looking quite concerned.

"Ro… Roger…" Angeline, who was still a little pale, stuttered when she spoke, she seemed surprised by the Slytherin's attitude. "You save me…"

"Well… yes…" Roger's cheeks turned red as he looked away. "I said I didn't want to hurt you and I don't want you to get hurt."

"Look at this, Rath's bludger hit Lancaster in the ribs, but Lopez the Slytherin beater caught Angeline Lancaster when she was falling, if that's not an altruistic and gentlemanly act, I don't know what it is. But this heroic act of Lopez, unfortunately does not change the fact that Angeline Lancaster caught the Snitch, the Ravenclaw is once again the champion, for the third year in a row, come on Ravenclaw, you have to celebrate! 350 to 250 for the Ravenclaw!"

When McNully finished announcing the Ravenclaw victory, all the students wearing blue and bronze burst into cheers and celebrations. As they planted towards the lawn, Angeline could not take her eyes off Roger, if black hair flying with the sun, his hand keeping her close to him, while he could feel the heat of Slytherin's body and the fast beating of his heart, in that moment, the blue-haired Ravenclaw blushed and felt his heart race because he realized something he should have noticed a long time ago, Roger Lopez was a cute and very handsome boy.

When they landed on the floor, Angeline went down and looked at the boy who was also flushed. She opened her mouth to thank Roger, but failed, as her teammates and home students surrounded her to congratulate her for taking the Snitch. And they dragged her off the field even though she protested to wait.

As much as she tried, the girl was not able to fool the students from their homes who approached her to congratulate her, that was one of the disadvantages of being on the Quidditch team, luckily Candy, at the request of the girl, distracted everyone to a white kitten with blue eyes and a streak of blue hair on top of the head, discreetly leave the common room. In the hall she started looking for Roger, she had unfinished business with him.

After twenty minutes of searching, she found Roger sitting at his desk in the magic history room, the boy wearing the Slytherin uniform, but with the Hufflepuff scarf around his neck, was reading his book "Advanced Potion Making", approaching the kitten jumped on the table and meowed to the young man.

"Angeline?" Asked Roger as he looked at the cat with a blue streak.

In the next second, Angeline was sitting on the table, looking at the young man with a smile.

"Now that we're alone, thanks for not dropping me, Roger." She thanked him with a big smile.

"It was nothing, like I said, I didn't want you to get hurt." Said Roger, his cheeks turning red. "Rath always ends up using a lot of force."

"Also, this is for you, Angeline took a small package from her pocket, an emerald green box with a yellow and black bow, and handed it to Roger." I haven't forgotten, happy birthday, Roger."

"Ah, er… thanks, Angeline." By the look on Roger's face, he was really surprised. "I didn't think you knew."

"Of course I do. I hope you like it."

Roger hurried to open the box and inside it, wrapped in a small piece of blue velvet, a small crystal globe the size of an orange, inside there was a kind of silvery blue mist that kept spinning inside the ball.

"This is the Eye of Tupã, it is a magic of the Brazilian Indians, which allows you to relive memories that are important to you, I made some changes to the original spell, and it will show you the happiest moments of your life, Roger." Explained Angeline. "I hope that when you feel sad, it can remind you of happy times."

"Thank you very much, Angeline." Roger thanked him, at that moment the mist took the form of ... Angeline. The girl looked at Roger in surprise, the now with a very red face. "I… I… meeting you is a very happy…" Roger ran a hand through his hair looking away.

Angeline couldn't help but laugh at how Roger was acting, his cheeks red and his shy look was very cute. She came over and kissed Roger's cheek before hugging him.

"Happy birthday, Roger."

At that moment the mist from Tupã's eye on Roger's hand took on a new form, while the boy's hands enveloped the girl, now the mist took on the form of Roger receiving the kiss on Angeline's cheek.

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Today, it’s his birthday, my dear and beloved brother, Roger Lopez, I just have to thank you, since you came into my life everything has been much more fun, you helped me in difficult times and shared moments of joy, thank you for considering me your friend, you will always be a special person for me, brother, so I wish only the best in the world, for the best brother in the world.

Happy Birthday, Roger Lopez, the Slytherin with Hufflepuff heart.

#hogwarts mystery #hphm #hphm mc #harry potter hogwarts mystery #angeline au #angeline lancaster #roger lopez #candy vigiere #riley seacrest #luan silver #willie scarborough #happy birthday roger 💙💚#happy birthday bro #roger lopez the best brother of the world #my writing

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Alice Whiterose

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~Technical Information~

Japanese: アリス • ホワイトローズ

Romanji: Arisu Howaitorozu

Nicknames: Goma-chan* ( Floyd ), Ari-chan ( Alisa ), Shiro-chan** ( Cater ), Chibi-senpai ( Ace ), Reine de Neiges ( Rook )

Voiced by: Satomi Akesaka ( voice sample )

~Biographical Information~

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Birthday: January 17th***

Starsign: Capricorn

Height: 1m55

Eye color: Blue

Hair color: White

Body type: Petite, short ( for a 2nd year ), curvy

3 sizes (bc why not?): B85 - W60 - H84

Blood type: A

Homeland: Rose Kingdom

Family: Alisa Whiterose ( non-blood related sister )

~Professional Information~

Dorm: Heartslabyul

School year: Second

Class: 2-D, student no.16 (poor girl have to sit next to Floyd)

Occupation: Student

Club: Science club

Best subject: Magical pharmaceuticals

~Fun Facts~

Dominant hand: Left

Favorite food: Anything edible

Dislikes food: Spicy food

Dislikes: Scary people, people judge her base on her height

Hobby: Gardening, Origami, Making sweets

Bad with: Open up a conversation, Talking to strangers, Stamina needed works

Talents: Cooking

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“White roses are very delicate and easily get tainted, just like people, don't think so too...?”

Alice Whiterose is a second-year student at Night Raven College and a member of Heartslabyul Dorm. A shy and introverted girl, she often got anxious if there are too many strangers around her. However, she can be very passionate and devotional when it comes to working.

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APPEARANCE: Alice is a young girl with shoulder length white hair that tied into twintails styles, wavy bangs covering her forehead and long side bangs. She have droopy blue eyes with a small red rose patch under her right eyes and wear a pair of dark blue glasses. Often got misunderstood as a first year because of her height and petite figures, though she doesn't show her uncomfortableness outside on her face. Alice also doesn't like to let her hair down naturally because it's easily got disheveled. Alisa state that she jealous because she have a "greater body" than her (which Alice quickly debase this but it's actually the truth)

In her Dorm uniform, she wear a white collar shirt with black-and-red striped necktie under a red vest. Over the vest she wears the blazer that others in her dorm wear ( except for Riddle ). She wear a white skirt with a black and yellow ribbon and a chain of 4 keys around her waist, black-and-red tights with heart patterns and red-and-white high tops.

PERSONALITY: Alice usually seen as a shy girl with somewhat gentle aura around her (as stated by others). A little clumsy and easily got scared, she usually got teased for being "jumpy" whenever something scares her. As a child, Alice got taught to not talking to strangers unless they're her friend's acquaintance, so it's understandable why she's bad with open up a conversation. If she found someone have the the same hobby/like the same things as her, she'll talk with them non-stop about it and even forgot about the time. Alice does state that she hates that habit of her and tried to fix it until today ( but failed anyway )

“I-I think... Plants are more gentle and easier to talk to than human. Maybe it's because they're not judgemental like some people.” - Alice's lab-coat SR card personal story (part 2)

Sometimes, people got weirded out by her strange habit of talking to plants and magical creatures during classes. The reason is that she think they're also like human, they need someone to understand them. Her gestures are very gentle and delicate, you could see this clearly whenever she take care of the plants in the school's garden. She also often talk with a soft and respectful voice, even at underclassmen. You might think she's slow, but the truth is that she actually have short stamina, so she can't run fast or holding heavy things. Part of it is also because she have a fragile body at birth, so her mother become very strict about her movements (hence why her gestures are very gentle).

It might make you think "She should be in Pomefiore instead!", but, the reason she got sorted into Heartslaybul is simple. Her passion and ambition towards works. She also doesn't like to live by her own rules, she think that "rules" are part of people's live, and sometimes, you have to follow it to have a better live. While she adore beautiful things, to her, anything that good at heart is beautiful, hence why she doesn't got sorted into Pomefiore. Another reason is that she doesn't strike to be the best in beauty, to be honest, she doesn't want to be the best in anything at all. Trey did comment that: “You sure are a suitable member of Heartslabyul huh Alice? Although Riddle doesn't admit it himself, but I'm sure he must've think the same way about you too.”

“I-I actually did used to play piano... B-But, that hobby of mine used to hurt someone, so I've quit for a long time now...” - Alice's initial SSR personal story (part 3)

Used to be a piano prodigy when she's was a child, she started playing at 8 but quit after 5 years because of an accident. Ever since then, she got anxious and sweating unconsciously whenever she saw a piano. Because of that accident, she also have fear of breaking/ruining things, hence why she always have a tight grip despite the gentle gestures on things she hold (even things like doorknob). If she accidentally grab on the hem of your shirt, you'll clearly notice it. (Though don't tell it out loud or else her face will become red as Riddle's hair). And when she's on verge of getting(?) anxious, she will immediately run away to wherever her feet take her, which usually ended up at the school's Botanical Garden. To her, it's the most quiet and peaceful place at NRC, it's warm atmosphere also help her to quickly calm down as well.

UNIQUE MAGIC: "Gift of Card Suits" - ( 魔法の上書の鍵 "Magic Overwrite Keys" ) To be able to use one of the key that she carried around on other people's magic. Each key have a specific effect:

♥️ Heart: To change the effect/chosen target of anyone's magic (for example, if someone use fire magic, she can use this key to change it to other type of magic or switch the target to anyone she chose)

♠️ Spade: To be immune to any effect of anyone's magic

♣️ Clover: To dispel any effect of anyone's magic

♦️ Diamond: To double the effect of someone's magic (basically, a magic buffer)

However, she can't use Heart, Spade and Clover keys to Unique Magic(s) because it took too much mana to do so. She can also only be able to use 1 key per day, meaning if she use more than 2 keys then it'll reach the limit of her strength, and her Unique Magic will become useless if she doesn't have the keys with her (hence why she even bring it when wearing the Ceremonial Robe). Alice also stated that out of the 4 keys, Heart is the one that consume most mana so she doesn't use it usually like other keys.

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BACKSTORY ( just a small part of it ):

The first thing she saw was the ground. Everything was quiet. Too quiet. She couldn't felt anything except for the cold, hard ground right beneath her feet and the broken wall on her back. Her small shoulders unconsciously shivering from the cold but she doesn't even try to warm herself. She just sit there, like a broken doll waiting for someone to notice it. Her blue orbs doesn't have any lights reflect on, as if they're dead. The only sound was ominous wind blowing on the dead trees. Her white, ripped dress were dirty as well as her used-to-be pure white hair.

Everything around her is dead.

"Oh my, what do we have here?"

A strange, deep voice suddenly speak up and break the dead silence. When she grown up, she couldn't remember much who was that, but she knows, that person was the one that changed her life. Her lifeless eyes slowly look up. Everything around her was a blur, even that person become a black silhouette. But she remembered it well.

A pair of glowing emerald orbs.

"Hmm? What's the matter, _____?"

"A human child. It seems like she's still alive..."

"Nfufu~ You sure are interested in human huh, _____?"

"...Want to bring her along?"

"...Haha! I guess that look is a "yes" then! Go on and pick her up~ If she still alive, that's it."

Then slowly, a large silhouette appeared in front of her. The little girl still sit there lifelessly, only until that person pick her up and place her into their chest, a faint shock expression slowly form on her pale face, a sign that she's still alive. For a few seconds, she panicked, and it seems like she also made that person panicked too.

"Hey now, don't panick along with her! You were supposed to comfort the child, _____!"

Slowly, a large hand awkwardly pat on her back, making the small child flinch due to the sudden contact. But after a while, her body relaxed and gradually melted into their chest. The little girl unconsciously rest her head on their shoulder while slowly drifted to sleep, a peaceful expressions reflected on her face.

The last thing she saw behind their back was a pair of glowing magenta orbs before everything went black.

RELATIONSHIPS ( in Alice's opinion )

Heartslabyul

🌹 Riddle Rosehearts: "W-Well, Rosehearts-san might looks strict, but... I think deep down, he's a kind person...! A-Also, he seems to be fond of sweets, though he doesn't show it outside... *giggles* I also admire him for how responsible and serious he is with his works...! And... I'm glad that he still keep the pin that I gave him...!"

❤️ Ace Trapola: "H-He's actually a reliable underclassman, but sometimes his words are quite harsh... A-Also, I hope that he get along with Rosehearts-san more since they sometimes kept arguing...And I felt a little embarrassed that he always calling me "Chibi-senpai"... *sigh*"

♠️ Deuce Spade: "A-A very reliable underclassman...! He also seems to be very serious about works, w-which I'm glad that we have hard-working underclassmen in Heartslabyul too...! Though, he can be a little too serious sometimes... *giggles*"

♦ Cater Diamond: "He's actually... one of the upperclassmen that welcomed me to Heartslabyul with open arms...! T-Though I felt quite embarrassed when he post pictures with me in it on MagiCam... Diamond-san alao help me out whenever I asked him, so he's quite reliable too...!"

♣ Trey Clover: "L-Like Diamond-san, he's also one of the upperclassmen that welcomed me with open arms...! T-Though I didn't trust him at first, he surprised me of how kind he is...! I-I also really admire his baking skills and often asked him for advice too...!"

Savanaclaw

🦁 Leona Kingscholar: "H-He's a little scary in my opinion... I-I also think he's a little hard to approach... Maybe I shouldn't made him mad..."

🐆 Ruggie Bucchi: "He is... Well... Easy to approach...? I-I did share some classes with him and he did help me sometimes, so I think he's a kind person...! His ears also look very cute...! *giggles*"

🐺 Jack Howl: "W-Whenever I stand next to him I felt like I got shorter... Aside from that, he's also quite reliable...! At first, I thought he's a little scary but after I talked to him, he's actually very nice...! A-Also, his tail looks very cute...! *giggles*"

Octavinelle

🐙 Azul Ashengrotto: "Even though he's quite nice when I talk to him, I felt like something is wrong... Sometimes, he kept staring at my keys when I wasn't looking, which is a little worrying...B-But he is very smart though, I really admire his alchemy skills...!"

🦈 Floyd Leech: "H-He almost gave me a heart attack when I first met him...! I hope that he stop hugging me or calling my name so suddenly whenever he saw me in public... I-It's really embarrassing even when I think about it... But he sometimes help me a lot with school works so I guess that he's a smart person too...?"

🐬 Jade Leech: "U-Unlike Floyd-san, Jade-san is very nice whenever I talk to him...! He also doesn't seems to hesitate when I asked him to help me with something... B-But, somehow, I felt like he is hiding something...?"

💄Alisa Whiterose: "W-Well, since she's my sister so I respect her a lot...! Although I felt embarrassed when I take a picture with her... H-Her fashion sense are very good though, I wonder why she didn't got sorted into Pomefiore...?"

Scarabia

🕌 Kalim Al-asim: "He seems to be a very energetic person... A-A little too energetic... But he's nice and friendly, so I don't felt uncomfortable when I talk to him...!"

🐍 Jamil Viper: "A mysterious person... He seems to be always around Al-asim-san for most of the time, I guess it's because they're friends...? I also admire his cooking skills too, so sometimes I asked him for advices...!"

Pomefiore

👑 Vil Schoenheit: "W-When I first met him, I got stunned by how beautiful he looks...! Even though I don't really like make-up but I appreciate his advice to improve my appearance...! I also like his hair color because it's really pretty...!"

🏹 Rook Hunt: "A weird person... To be honest... W-Whenever I walk past him in the hallway he always call me with a strange name that I couldn't understand... But, I respect the fact that he also adore beautiful things...!"

🍎Epel Felmier: "O-Out of all the members in Pomefiore, I think Felmier-san is the easiest person to approach...! He also teach me a lot about apples, which made me actually plant an apple tree...! *giggles* H-His fruit carving skills are also very beautiful, I really, really like it...!"

Ignihyde

💀 Idia Shroud: "H-He's a little gloomy in my opinion... If only he become more talkative then perhaps I could approach him easier..."

🤖 Ortho Shroud: "H-He looks very cool...! I've never seen a robot in my life before so I was really impressed by how pretty he look...! He's also very friendly and kind too so I felt at ease whenever I talk to him...!"

Diasomnia

🐉 Malleus Draconia: "I-I don't know why, but whenever I saw him, my chest got tighten up for no reason... His eyes looks so familiar too, I wonder why...? A-Also, he might seems like a cold person, but it's not the truth at all...! In fact... He reminded me of a child a little bit...! *giggles*"

🦇 Lilia Vanrouge: "I-I actually thought he look quite young for his age... *giggles* And I don't know why, but his eyes give me a strange feeling, just like when I look at Draconia-san... Aside from that, he's very knowledgeable...! I really admire him about that...!"

⚔️ Silver: "W-When I first met him, I almost tripped on his feet...! To me, he is quite mysterious and somewhat hard to approach though... B-But if it's possible I would like to talk more with him...!"

⚡Sebek Zigvolt: "H-He almost gave me a heart attack whenever he shout at me out of nowhere...! And it seems like he respect Draconia-san a lot too...! B-But it seems like he doesn't like it much when I talk to him or Vanrouge-san, I wonder why...?"

Others

🌻Mary Merveilles: "S-She is one of the first person to become my friend so I really respect her...! I also admire her because she always stay positive, even when come across troubles... If only I could be more cheerful like her..."

🐱 Grim: "A-A very cute cat...! I love the feeling of touching his fur and pet his ears because it's very soft...! *giggles* Though it'll be better if he stop causing trouble around the school..."

🌙 Luana Crowley: "W-When I first met her, I was surprised by how mature she looks...! And not to mention, she also talk like a true lady too...! I really, really admire the Vice Headmaster and I hope I can talk confidently like her someday...!"

Dire Crowley: "H-His masks looks very mysterious... I felt like he is hiding something, but I just can't tell what it is... I wonder why...?"

Mozus Trein: "L-Lucius-san is very, very cute...! Ah! I wasn't supposed to talk about him huh... *giggles* it's just that Trein-sensei's cat is very cute so I couldn't help it... His words are quite easy to understand, so I guess I can say he's a good teacher...?"

Divus Crewel: "H-His appearance is very... unique...? Even though I sometimes got scared of the stick that he kept carrying around, his lessons are actually quite easy to understand...! T-Though I would prefer it more if he stop calling me a "puppy"..."

Sam: "A-At first, I thought he's a weird person, but he's actually a cool person...! Not only did his shop contain lots of nice things, he's also very friendly too...! I-I often come to his shop to buy ingredients or new kind of paper for origami...!"

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TRIVIA:

+ *: Goma stands for ゴマフビロードウミウシ "Gomafubirodoumiushi" which is a type of sea slug that known for its fluffiness and cuteness in Japan and other Asia countries. It can also be called "Sea bunny" in English.

+ **: "Shiro" mean white in Japanese, Cater probably referencing to her hair color

+ ***: This is not her actual birthday. It's the day when she was found in the backstory. Her real birthday is unknown ( She doesn't even remembered when she was born )

+ Her name, "Alice" is a reference to "Alice Liddell" - the main character of "Alice in Wonderland" series while her last name is a reference to the (supposedly) white roses in the Rose Maze

+ While her profile stated that her homeland is Rose Kingdom, her backstory actually revealed that it's not her true origin.

+ In Alice's school uniform R card's personal story, she stated that the Heart key was a gift of someone she cherished until now.

+ She actually joined the Science club just to be able to take care of the school's garden easier

+ When she's bored, she will unconsciously do origami. It's one of her habit and hobby

+ Which is the reason why she often carrying around a small stack of colorful paper in her pocket

+ If you want to look for her, she'll usually be around the Rose Maze or the Botanical Garden. Alice also occasionally at the library too.

+ Her room have lots of decorations made from papers

+ She eats quite a lot but only when she's alone. Alice does stated that she doesn't want others to know about her appetite.

Will add more facts in the future~

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...And that's it! I actually decided to redesign one of my first child, Alice and give her a more detailed backstory! To all of you who read until the very end, I'm very, very thankful 💞💞💞 Also, I'll post all OCs related posts in this blog from now on while my other blog: @twststrash will mainly about rebloging and other stuffs!

Also, after finished her Ceremonial Robe, I realized what my true nightmare is: drawing detailed patterns. God I hope I won't draw it again after finished redesign all of my current OCs -w- Anyway, peace~!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland ocs #my ocs #my ocs do not steal #alice whiterose #twst oc #twst #alright... time to redesign my other children~#if I still got time though

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