#twisted wonderland Jonah Craggins

[squidwen]

Hello hello~ Don't mind me asking some silly little questions about your characters!

Let's see~

1) How do your OCs fare in flying class? Is someone afraid of flying/heights? Is someone enthusiastic about it? Do any of them have a particular style or pose (like how Cater and Leona stand on the broom, Idia and Floyd hang off it, Jade hugs it, etc.)? Does anyone use something other than a broom to fly?

2) If you had to pick only one, which canon character do you see being your OC's closest friend?

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! I like this! A lot of my characters would have difficulty straddling a broom due to their lower bodies not being humanoid....

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Vane and Basil would struggle the most with it. Vane would prefer to wait until he turns into a butterfly for flying (which he never intends to happen, but it's as good an excuse as any) to avoid getting on a broomstick. Cater and Trey usually have to find him and drag him to flying class. But, since they're busy third-years, they often don't have time. Vane chills out in the woods and watches from afar. "I wouldn't get on one of those things if you p-paid me."

Basil can't ride a broom. Even if the stick was thicker to accommodate his weight, the length of his tail is too awkward for him to ride it properly. If it slipped off, he would plummet straight down. However, Kalim lets him borrow his magic carpet. Basil's 'pose' when flying is to drape his tail near all the edges of the carpet so the weight is balanced.

Billy and Seth are the most adept when it comes to flying a broomstick. Around Billy's manor house, brooms used to be enchanted by the maids. Billy would hop on one and delight in his brothers' shocked faces as the broom tried to buck him off like a rowdy horse. Riding a broom reminds Billy of those times and it makes him a fast and ruthless flyer. He grips the broom tightly, makes sharp turns, and dips like he's reliving those same days.

Seth is more relaxed with his flying technique. He hooks his feet around the back and grips the stick with his elbows. This enables him to use his hands for reading, writing homework, or stitching. Azul is rather jealous about how an octomer like him can be so good in the air. (No doubt he's thought up numerous ways to rope Seth into a contract). Seth has actually tied red ribbons to the back of his broom so he can fly in style~

Jonah doesn't take flying seriously. He's modified his broom with an autopilot feature so he hasn't got to think about it. This doesn't make him very nimble in the air, but he's not interested in a career in flying so he just curls his tail around the broom and falls asleep with the stick between his shoulder blades. If he gets knocked off/falls off, the broom has a homing device and will chase him and catch him before he hits the ground.

Ceridwen? On a broom? She'd rather use a broomstick to sweep every room of NRC than get on one. Where are the seatbelts? How do you steer them? How do you control their altitude? Where are the BRAKES? In fact, one of Ceridwen's first days at NRC went something like this:

Ceridwen: *sweeping the halls for Crowley with a broom she found in a cupboard.*

Lilia: *drops down from the ceiling* "You're using it wrong, dear~"

Ceridwen: "Ah! Well how else are you supposed to use a broom?”

Lilia: *takes it off her, sits on it, and flies upwards.*

Ceridwen: 

And finally, Tallis IS THE WORLD’S BIGGEST SHOW OFF! After Vargas taught him that you fly on a broom by sitting on it, and not by using your wings while just holding a broom, Tallis couldn’t stop thinking about the performances he could put on with a broomstick. For weeks he was glued to Magicam watching videos on how to do barrel rolls, loops, corkscrews. Have his new skills made him a lot of jealous enemies? Of course. Has it made him a lot of adoring fans? Tallis’d like to think so. He’s left it to Cater to post clips of him doing tricks. As any self-respecting artist knows, you shouldn’t let the reviews bog you down.

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In answer to your second question, when it comes to canon closest friends with my OCs, I reckon it would look something like this: 

Vane --> Trey  

Billy --> Sebek

Ceridwen --> Azul

Basil --> Kalim

Seth --> Floyd 

Jonah --> Deuce

Tallis --> Rook

I hadn’t thought about this before. Some of my answers actually surprised me.

Thanks for the questions @zackcrazyvalentine 

They were really thought provoking!

[squidwen]

I HEADED STRAIGHT HERE AS SOON AS I GOT THE NOTIFICATION FOR THIS 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝😂😂😂😂😂 This is awesome!!! Thank you so much for writing this ;;;;;;; You got Ceridwen’s personality down beautifully. Gimme a sec to type a reply. You’ve fired inspiration right back at me!

I will respond to part 2 as well x

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It had bothered Ceridwen to no end how she had arrived in Twisted Wonderland. Why was it that Yuu had turned up in the Black Carriage like all the other mages, despite being magicless? But she had fallen through a mirror like Alice through the looking glass?

Question after question fired through her head, and seeing Yuu again gave her a chance to talk about them.

“You arrived at the college officially,” she said. “But I fell through the Mirror of Darkness. It’s killing me to know why. And here I am with gauntlets made out of portal mirrors. Mirrors, mirrors, mirrors. But trust me, you aren’t alone in wanting to punt Crowley into next week.” She put the gauntlets back on clenched her fists, making the metal plates screech against each other.

Yuu chuckled. “Poultry in motion as they say.”

Ceridwen slapped the table, laughing once. Yuu jumped as the crockery jingled under the resonating wood. He lurched forward to steady the plate before the snacks fell off. “Where’d you get those?”

“I had the idea for them a few weeks ago.” Ceridwen beamed. She didn’t want to come across as vain, but couldn’t deny she was proud of her invention. “But a guy in Ignihyde called Jonah Craggins - third year - put them together for me. I feel safer with them. Not safe, but safer. How do you feel around campus? A sandal surely wouldn’t win in a magic fight.”

Yuu shrugged. “You’d be surprised. Soon’s I grab my shoe people know I’m not joking.”

Ceridwen’s face went flat. “Yuu, that’s not enough.”

Quiet. Stillness. Ceridwen’s eyes were cutting. Calculating. Yuu felt as through the air had turned to glue and quickly bit into another snack to give themselves something to do.

“You’re going to have a pair for yourself,” Ceridwen said suddenly.

Yuu almost choked. “What?”

“I’ve decided. That stupid crow has us doing chores no sane person would do. But we need the money. We need the shelter. And he exploits us!” Ceridwen hit the table, this time with a closed fist. The wood splintered.

Yuu put the plate on the floor.

“If dorm leaders can be challenged for their position by their dorm mates I see no reason why we can’t challenge Crowley for the title of Head.”

Yuu had to grab for a glass of water. “Ceridwen, take it easy. Us? Heads of a mage school? Despite being…magicless? Look, I want Crowley to be replaced, too. He’s irresponsible and the students deserve better. But let’s be rational here.”

Yuu’s words seemed to go right over her head. Ceridwen took a tape measure out of her pocket and reached for Yuu’s hand. They were hesitant at first, but Ceridwen definitely wasn’t in the mood to be challenged. She wrapped it once, twice around Yuu’s palm, and measured each of their fingers.

“Forget the recipe, this is something I will do for free. Use the gauntlets, or don’t. But I need to know you’re as safe as I can make you. Now, do excuse me. I need to give Jonah your measurements before he goes to dinner.” With that, Ceridwen turned and headed for the door, stopping to add: “Same time tomorrow I’ll be back and we can beguile each other with stories from home! I wanna quiz you on English trivia.”

Part one of some writing @squidwen inspired me to write:

> C’mon in, I just need to grab something off the stove

>Hey, Nice to see ya. I have seats in the kitchen

They waved a hand for their guest to follow. It was a rare sight for anyone on campus to see Yuu’s eyes under their dark ringlets. Yet their first guest, that wasn’t Ace or Deuce, had been greeted with a clear, kind face framed with a bandana. They already had a seat pulled out for Ceridwen, one of the few salvaged pieces from before renovation. Yuu continued the conversation they’d instigated earlier in the day, picking up from where the two left off. 

>So you remember how you got here? Lucky

>Weird, the closer I think about when the carriage took me, the less I remember

“That’s certainly odd-hopefully it won’t be necessary information for when Crowley sends you back,” she replied. 

Before her, Yuu placed a tray of something delicious-smelling between them to nibble. She missed the name of it, but whatever it was, it had to taste better than any of the chain-restaurants could simulate back home. Home…

>Ya mean if?

A tick of silence. Yuu was the first to break the tension with a snerk and a dismissive shake of their head, inviting Cerid to join in. 

“I swear, how did he become Headmaster?”

>Beats me; Birdbrain has me running ragged, half the time.

>Wouldn’t we both like to know? The amount of times I had to keep myself from chucking this at him…

They had drawn out a small sandal and juggling it before placing it back. It seemed to have received a bit of use based on the condition. With another piece of their shared snack they directed a look towards the gauntlets nestled on the table. 

“I’m sure you’re capable with that. I, on the other hand, find it a bit easier with these. They can be a bit…cumbersome at times, but one takes what they can get,” she relented. “But, don’t think me rude; it would make me feel a bit better knowing you had a pair for yourself, even as a backup.”

The two had known each other for at most, a couple of hours, but already their heart began to swell. It was always nice to see, let alone be reciprocated, that parental attitude they’ve been known for in two worlds now. The bandana had come off, once again hiding their features under a curtain of dark ringlets. Even so, the weary smile creeping up their face told all they needed to say.

>Name your price, amiga~

>Ya know? I’d like that. Can I pay you back, at least, for it?

“Hmmm,” Ceridwen’s feigned contemplation didn’t go unnoticed. “Maybe another tray and the recipe for these, and maybe another day like this where we can swap home stories?”

[squidwen]

Alright! I have a serious question here-

In a scale of 0 to 10, rate ya bois hugs >:3c I maybe wanna hug vane, basil and seth here-

I am so glad you asked!

Alright, so, I'll go from worst to best.

Vane gives the worst hugs out of all my OCs, a solid 1/10. Due to having antennae, he is very sensitive to anything that moves around him. Being hugged would make him tense up. Besides, the way his family 'hugs' is by touching their antennae. So, if Vane's antennae pat the top of your head it's as intimate as he'll get.

Seth's hugs are 2/10. Being a fashionista, he's all too aware of how easily a lot of fabrics crease. It would make him cringe to hug someone in linen or velvet and step away to see that he's ruined their look. Seth is dainty when it comes to embraces. He'll probably just squeeze your hand if he wants to show his appreciation for you. But if you're caught underwater with him, he'll squeeze your exposed skin with his tentacles to mean the same thing.

Billy is next. First off, you have to earn a hug from the guy. He only hugs those he deems an ally by impressing him through feats of loyalty and strength. When it comes to the hug itself, it's a bear one. I rate it 3/10. It will feel like he's trying to realign your spinal discs. If you're too weak to handle his embrace, get back in the gym and build that muscle! Billy: "No excuses. There's no such thing as being too strong."

Jonah comes in at number 4. His hugs are 4/10. He's not against hugging people, but getting him in a situation for a hug is near impossible. He's often so busy working on projects, with music blasting, that he won't notice that you want one. Plus, his scales are rough, he's usually coated in grease and oil, and from not being practiced in hugging, he's awkward when it comes to holding people. (Not a pleasurable experience.) Affection from Jonah is mostly just hearty pats on the back or ruffling your hair.

Ceridwen can give a decent 6/10 hug. She prefers handshakes, but if you get close enough to her that your relationship upgrades to hugging, hers are firm and friendly. She'll probably rock you from side to side briskly after removing her gauntlets so she doesn't hurt you. If you ask for a hug out of the blue, before you're close with her, she wouldn't want to make things awkard by refusing but you can bet it'll quick.

Tallis's hugs are almost top on the list for how creative he gets with them. 8/10 is what he scores. If he has you in his arms he'll press you tightly to him, flap into the air, twirl, and flutter back down; grinning. But...all the best actors have range~. He's known to give hugs that incorporate dips, dancing, teasing as he pretends to try and escape you, and tackles. Don't worry though, he'll flap his wings before you hit the floor. No harm done.

Finally, Basil takes first place with 10/10 hugs. Balanagas don't cut corners when it comes to embracing people. Whether it be nature or nurture from being cuddled with his parents' tails, Basil will wrap up your legs in coils while his arms hug your upper half. Being an apprentice chiropractor, he will be able to feel your musculature from a simple touch and know how tightly he can squeeze you. He may tease you by squeezing you slightly too hard, but what are you going to do? Struggle? There wouldn't be any point. And if Basil is cold, he'll ask if he can cuddle you for warmth. His tail is surprisingly comfortable. When it's not flexed, it feels like a memory-foam pillow, so feel free to do homework or read while he tries to not die of hypothermia.

[squidwen]

Jonah Craggins

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General Information:

Name: Jonah Craggins

Age: 20

Birthday: May 9th

Height: 6ft

Eye Colour: Apricot

Hair Colour: Black with blue bangs

Homeland: Scalding Sands

Dorm: Ignihyde

Family: Uncle Moe.

EXTRA: He has a long blue lizard tail extending out from his coccyx.

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School Information:

School year: 3rd

Class: 3-A (Student no 7)

Best Subject: Magical Technology

Club: Mountain Appreciation Club (although he doesn’t go too high).

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Facts:

Dominant Hand: Left

Likes: Long road trips; Older Magical Wheels models; Hot sunny days; loud music.

Dislikes: Rust; misplacing his tools; heights.

Favourite Food: Egg Sandwich

Least Favourite Food: Rock Cakes (broke his tooth on one).

Hobby: Bird watching; Building his own vehicles; hiding tools and gadgets in holes.

Unique Magic: Spanner in the Works. Jonah’s unique magic can disable machinery – be it mechanical, electrical, or magical. Depending on the size and complexity of the technology, Jonah will need to use more magic to keep it offline for longer.

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Backstory:

Jonah Craggins hails from the Scalding Sands, specifically from his Uncle Moe’s mechanics workshop and is based of Joanna the Goanna from The Rescuers: Down Under.

Growing up, Jonah had cogs and sprockets to play with instead of dolls and teddies, which turned him into quite a proficient little tinker.  

Whether it was vehicles, coffee machines, circuit boards, Jonah watched his Uncle like a hawk and developed a proficiency for mending broken gadgets. He was often caked in oil and grease from all the things he got up to.

One day, he and his Uncle were driving back from an afternoon of mountain bird-watching when suddenly their car’s brakes cut off. The vehicle swerved and crashed through the bollard on the side of a cliff. If it wasn’t for Jonah’s Unique Magic – Spanner in the Works – possessing the car and shutting it off, they likely would have driven off the mountainside. Jonah has had a chronic fear of heights ever since.

Back on the ground, Jonah busies himself with more than just tinkering and repairs. Being an avid fan of old-fashioned Magical Wheels, he’s been working for the last few years on building a discontinued model from scratch. He hopes to be able to incorporate some modern mechanisms into it to make it go as fast as possible.

What’s more, his attention span in lessons leaves much to be desired. Jonah knows he’ll always have a job at his Uncle Moe’s workshop so his commitment to academics is below par. Much to the chagrin of the teachers, Jonah hides unfinished projects all around school. When their backs are turned, he reaches under the floorboards, or behind a shelf, and cracks on with whatever he’s currently working on.

He’s been held back a few years as a result.

[squidwen]

Hiya lovely person! I was just re-reading Jonah's profile and I got a wonderfully funny thought.

So you said that he likes to hide his little gadgets and doohickies in holes and such. Plus, he's in the Mountain Appreciaton Club. Furo forages random things they find outside, be it shiny, rusty, or oddly shaped.

Now I just picture Furo accidentally finding one of his stashes.

"Jonah-senpai, look what I found! A bunch of bolts and screws under that bush!" Furo excitedly bounced in front of him. "This is so cool! I never found machinery out here before!"

Jonah swiped them out of Furo's hands. Specks of dirt fell onto his notebook, but he didn't care. How many of his hoards had Furo found already? How many hiding places had been looted by other students in general? Jonah would have to do a full check of all his hiding spots to make sure nothing had been stolen. Like going out in the morning and hoping the foxes hadn't been at the bins.

"Yeah...great job, kiddo," he said, pocketing the rusty parts. "Listen, don't go digging up machinery anymore, 'kay? It ain't buried treasure. Some of the contraptions can be dangerous, especially if they're half-finished. Uncle lost a finger 'cos he didn’t run the safety checks on a car he was fixin'. Had to learn to write with his left hand and-"

Furo's horrified expression shut Jonah up. "Heh, sorry.” He ruffled Furo's hair as if to shake the nasty image from their brain. "Never know when a cautionary tale turns into a horror story. But you get the idea. Stay. Out. Of. My. Hoards and everything'll be swell."

[squidwen]

Hitherto a post I made a while ago about making fanfictions from my OCs, I want to try my best to make a poll.

Note: By fanfic I do mean OC x reader

Vane, Billy, Ceridwen, Basil, Seth, Jonah, Tallis.

Tumblr doesn’t do polls (as far as I know) but comment below the name of the OC you’d like me to write about first.

Poll will end June 5th 2022.

(I haven’t done fan fics of my own OCs before so I want to start things off with one people want to see the most 😅😅)

[squidwen]

Question…

Would anyone be interested in a fic with MC/reader x my OCs (Vane, Billy, Ceridwen, Basil, Seth, Jonah, and Tallis)? Drop me an ask if you do and/or have a particular scenario request. xx

OC master list can be found here.

Vane: *hides*

Billy: *sharpens axe*

Ceridwen: *says a prayer*

Basil: *winks*

Seth: *rolls eyes*

Jonah: *continues tinkering*

Tallis:

Art is by the brilliant @i-alone-on-pluto (aka CloudMallow).

[squidwen]

13. You’re given an unlimited budget to build anything you want!  What do you build and where do you build it?

How about this for all of your ocs? :3

OOOOH! Interesting one! A more platonic ask than others I've received XD

Link to ask list here

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13. You're given an unlimited budget to build anything you want. What do you build and where do you build it?

Vane wasn't sure. He'd spent almost two decades growing plants big enough to live in, but actual buildings and facilities weren't something that had ever crossed his mind. "Well, with an unlimited budget to bui-build whatever wherever, I guess it would be greenhouse skyscrapers in industrial cities. The vegetation would ta-take all the CO2 out of the air, and make the skyline clearer and cleaner so p-people with lung conditions suffer less. H-hope that’s alright.”

Billy's face split into a wide grin. "I am but a humble bear, but if I had to choose it would be a manor house in a roche-moutonnee next to a tarn and a mountain forest filled with fir trees. I would rebuild the home I was promised miles away from any lynching little half-brothers and stepmothers. And with the change...I'd fill every room with the finest tapestries."

"Simple," said Ceridwen, not looking up from her notebooks. "I want to build a functioning portal to take me back home safe and sound. Whether or not I would like it to be a two-way portal is another matter. If so, I would want it built in Ramshackle so I could come and go as I please. If not, then I don't care where it's built. It...depends on whether or not I’ll miss the people here more than I’m terrified of magic.”

"CHAIR LIFTS!" Basil bolted upright off his tail. "I would have a chair lift built on every staircase in the world, my dear. Do you have any clue how agonising it is being a naga? Living in a world built around bipedal folksss? Oh? You thought I would have the chair lifts built for the elderly? Well, they would certainly benefit. I wouldn't discriminate and not let them use them. But stairs and tails don't go hand in hand."

Seth sneered. “What a ridiculous question! You really ought to announce yourself when someone is working. I almost poked myself with my needle.” Sighing, he set down his darning and thought seriously on the matter. “If I could build anything anywhere it would be a submarine that turned into a water-tight caravan. The world may be 70% ocean, but the remaining 30% is so diverse and full of inspiration for clothing lines I hope to create one day.”

“Ain’t much I want that I ain’t already crafted,” said Jonah, wiping the oil from his overalls. “But, it I had an unlimited budget and space, I guess it would be a town in one big building. Back home, you gotta drive everywhere. If you want bread, a new shirt, a doctor, you’d better get behind a wheel. I want something, ‘bout the size of a mall, where you can just go downstairs or up a corridor and it’s there. Every need satisfied. There’d be a cinema, a baker, a mechanic, a vet, a butcher, a drycleaner, swimming pool, a gym, a sweet shop, a farm...” and on and on until you eventually backed out the door. 

Tallis opened his mouth with each new idea that came to mind, but no sound came out. He kept having one better than the last. “Well, I’ve always wanted a theatre...no, wait- I think instead I would build a factory that makes parachutes for eggs. Yes! That’s the one! Did I mention I’m adopted? Fell out of the nest as an egg and if it hadn’t been for that river I would have been breakfast for the meercats. That thought...never leaves me.” His eyes went wide. “I want every parent to rest assured if their egg is unlucky enough to roll away, it won’t smash because a parachute will float them safely to the ground. Then I can expand into more niche markets! Like, training wings for fledglings, or taloned boots in case their actual talons break during a hunt or something.” (Azul is lowkey listening somewhere XD)