#twisted wonderland prefect

[quartztwst]

A Canterlot Wedding type AU from mlp HLEP

i really loved This Day Aria bro also this was based on a tweet i saw

Princess Candance is the mc and like Queen Chrysalis is my persona bc i thought it was funny and also i love sticking her in everything bc im just like those self insert people who insert themselves everywhere bc im crazy or smth idk lmaoo

also quartz can switch to mc form and you can tell by the shape of the eyes lmao

some other doodles

also this is what hypnotized azul looks like in this au (he’s shining armor bc yeah bro idk im feeding azul lovers):

i thought it was fun even though i think it would fit more with Jamil and Kalim but i already had designs made up 😭😭

ALSO MC IS NOT WEARING A HIJAB I didn’t really draw the mc with one in mind but i didn’t want to people to mistake it since I drew it more of like a head scarf im really sorry

i needed something to cover them since their design doesn’t show a proper face.

It’s a reallt silly au with no ideas and yeah i didn’t put much effort on azul bc this is mc and my persona’s moment HEFP

[tealfloyd]

THE PREFECT'S SHOW #1 — TRAVELLING WITH CROWLEY: 0/10

It's not often you go to holiday vacations with your teachers. While some may consider that possibility an interesting situation, you can't say the same for a certain masked headmage.

CONTENT: Crowley + Crewel (Platonic). They're trying to be good father figures; Crowley fails in the process. NUMBER OF WORDS: 1,5k.

“Fun fact,” you started, stirring the coffee you brought with you as you sat down, placing it on the table. “Heartslabyul students don't drink coffee because they have a rule against it. It's kind of like a forbidden drink, and if you consider the health risks, it's understandable. But this thing has been my lifesaver, and I'm no Heartslabyul student, so,” you continued sipping, “it's even better."

“What's up? Ramshackle Prefect here ready to tell the story about how my guardian almost left me behind at the airport during the holidays."

You took a large, final sip of your coffee before placing it aside, clearing your throat.

“To start, I want you to picture this: the holiday break is close, and the finals are over, resulting in happy students having the time of their life, including me. Now, ditch all that and replace it with overwhelming concern the moment Crowley asks for my assistance. Again."

“Headmage?” You asked, stepping inside Crowley's office, looking for his distintive figure everywhere. “Is something the matter?"

“Young MC," he abruptly said, causing you to jump in surprise as you turn to meet his gaze. You felt nervousness begin to creep up your spine upon inspecting his eyes, thinking the worst of scenarios due to how serious he was. Did Grim fail all the exams? Were you about to get expelled? Was he going to cut your allowance once more?

You definitely thought a lot of possibilities. None of them were good.

“You see. While finishing my plans for my upcoming vacations, I happened to encounter an extra-ticket I wasn't aware of, and what kind of headmaster would I be if not the one that makes sure his students are content with wonderful gifts?"

You tilted your head, confused at the implication. "I'm afraid I'm not following you."

"Dear Prefect," Crowley said, his flourished words becoming even more dramatic after your oblivious remark. "I'm inviting you to spend your holidays with me! Oh, how incredibly kind of me!"

Suspicion was the only thing that flooded you, one of the many reactions Crowley often caused in you when putting up questionable situations like these on the table. "You want me to accompany you on your vacations?" You asked, a million of possible scenarios running through your head. "Am I going to encounter some kind of mafia on your behalf—"

"I'd never do such a thing!"

"Asking the mafia for favors or send me off to pay your debt?"

"My, I'm only doing this because of my immense kindness!" He proclaimed, a huff leaving his lips upon seeing that you still hadn't given up on frowning. "Look. I'm aware that I may not have been the best of guardians, but I'm positive that this trip will bring none other than wonderful memories! So, what do you say?"

“I had my doubts," you fixed the camera briefly before continuing. “I think every person that has met Crowley would've had them. But it seemed genuine, so I said yes. However, the problem came after that."

"Absolutely not," Crewel remarked, his gloved hands graciously working on packing every single piece of attire he could find, not even stopping to acknowledge Crowley's proposal. "There's no way I'm letting you take MC to a different country, much less when I can't be there to watch over her."

"May I remind you that I'm perfectly able to care for MC? Why, if I'm perfectly suitable to be her father!" Crowley argued, his overdramatic words only causing Divus' vein to become more noticeable, his eye beginning to twitch.

"And may I remind you that the one who pays for her food and clothes is me?" Divus countered, trying to contain his frustration as to not damage the fragile dress he was preparing for an upcoming event. A gala that was going to be held on another country that featured his new winter designs, or so he told you. "If anything, I was going to invite her to spend her holidays with me."

"Totally inadmissible! The gentlemen code clearly stands up for the one who posed the invitation first."

"Well, I'm sure MC is going to agree with me," and right then and there, both of them turned to look at you at the same time, making you flinch in realization of what was about to come.

"Right?"

"I, uh..." You pondered for a moment, taking your time to think before sighing. "I think that I want to go with Crowley. Not because I favor him or something, but you have your gala, and I don't want to bother you. Plus, it'd be interesting if he stands for what he says."

Crewel sighed, walking a few long strides before standing right in front of you, a concerned expression on his features. "Are you completely sure? I won't have difficulties to take care of you if you do decide to come with me."

You smiled at him, reassuring his uneasiness. "I'm sure. You always told me that we mustn't judge before experiencing first, so I'm trying to abide by that."

"Oh, what an immensely great moment for a daughter and her kind father—"

"Stop that."

“Indeed. I trusted Crowley's invitation," you nodded, grimacing at the memory. "In my defense, I really thought it was going to be a chill vacation. Grim didn't complain much after I told him we were going to a tropical beach, given that he thought he was going to get a lot of free fish, and since Crewel had given Crowley his blessing—and a well-placed threat—all that was left was packaging and leaving."

"Let's focus on the leaving part."

“Are you sure we couldn't have just... I don't know, do something more humane than forcing him to sleep?" You asked Crowley, who was already in vacation mode, as you looked down at the cage Grim was in. For as kind as his invitation was, you surely didn't expect him to use his magic to put your little monster to sleep after he caused a fuss to not get put into "prison" (meaning, a cat cage); all this trouble just so he didn't have to pay for another ticket. Incredible.

"It's completely okay, Prefect! Little Grim will be more than elated once he sees that he hadn't had to withstand the horrors of turbulence," he responded, his apparently unharmful words to excuse himself enough to make you sigh.

"Whatever you say."

It took you both less than ten minutes to arrive to the waiting area, with you about to sit and relax before boarding time when Crowley spoke. "Prefect, can you be so kind to bring me some vittles? It's incredibly important to make sure to board with a full stomach."

"I don't know how factual that is, but okay," you nodded, leaving both Grim and your luggage (which wasn't much to begin with, at least compared to his much larger suitcase) on the chair next to him, walking to the nearest shop.

“Ten minutes." You brought a hand to your forehead, a heavy sigh leaving your mouth as you recalled the worst part of the story. "It took me ten minutes to grab everything that he and I might need, and apparently, in that short span of TEN MINUTES, an announcement went off informing everyone that our flight was boarding earlier."

"And guess what?"

Slamming your palm on the table, you raised your voice, filled with frustration. “Crowley had forgotten that I hadn't returned despite my belongings and Grim being in his hands! So, I was left alone in a crowded airport with no phone, no boarding ticket and no guardian, so, again, guess what I had to do."

“Excuse me," you politely called, drawing the attention of the woman sitting right at the information booth. “I would like to make an announcement, if possible. It's to call for my familiar; he got lost and I can't find him."

“Of course. Please make sure it's short." You thanked the lady, taking ahold of the intercom being handed to you before pressing the button.

“Dire Crowley. For the crime of leaving MC behind she is in the rightful obligation of telling Divus Crewel you abandoned her and thus, you're to be on the receiving end of his wrath. Thank you for your attention." After the announcement, you handed the communicator back to the information woman, smiling in response to her shocked expression. “Thank you very much."

“To be honest, I kept it classy. Not because I wanted to but because there were children around, but if it wasn't for them then I WOULD'VE TOLD HIM THAT HOW DOES HE DARE TO LEAVE ME BEHIND AT AN AIRPORT WITHOUT ANY MEANS OF COMMUNICATION AND WITH BARELY ENOUGH MONEY FOR A SANDWICH. YES, CROWLEY, I'M TALKING TO YOU, YOU ABSOLUTELY PIECE OF SH—"

Cue to your enraged self being cut off and replaced with a much more calmer one, playing with the edge of your cup.

“It was a hard day. Mostly because after he picked me up, I tripped and fell face-first on the floor. So, yeah, awesome day. I never had so much fun before."

"Crewel doesn't know this since I told him that I was having the time of my life. And, in contrast to what you may think after telling you all this, I did enjoy the rest of the trip; surprisingly enough, Crowley bought me an expensive souvenir as an "I'm sorry" gift." Grabbing a handmade figurine of a traditional character people in that island supposedly adored, you showcased it to the camera, pointing at a few, cheaply painted spots. "Yeah, he was probably scammed, but it's the thought that counts."

You placed it back on the table before returning your focus on the camera, a soft smile adorning your face.

“Well, the coffee is over, the story has been told and the time's up, so today's vlog has come to an end." And before disconnecting the camera, you made a peace sign. "Prefect out."

VIDEO OVER. WISH TO REPLAY?

DON'T REPOST.

EVERY CHARACTER BELONGS TO DISNEY AND YANA TOBOSO, AND I DON'T TAKE CREDIT FOR THEM.

[ml1ght]

Reintroducing my Twisted Wonderland Yuusona: M

Their legal name is Amadeus, but in my little gameplay I think none of the teachers can actually pronounce it so M became their default and most of the my peers actually think its my name. Anyway this template is from the lovely @ai-kan1

Anyway, brief description of who they are (Template by the wonderful @skreebs):

Here is my their relationships with the main student body:

And their relationship with staff and some event characters:

Both of these Relationship templates where again made by the amazing @ai-kan1 , this was really fun to do.

Finally just my Yuusona in the white void:

To do this I used Trey's info card as a base and modified it to be my guy.

[mello-bee]

caw caw

child labor

[thecoolsquirrel]

Food Prompt: Burger

Ive been working on this rlly zoomed out so i was rlly surprised to see it so crisp??? lol

ANYWAYS I'm doing this food prompt I found on pinterest that belongs to @/lychgate.

Ive already sketched out 1-7 but if you have any suggestions you could always ask/comment a number+character even a character/prompt ive already done if you're interested.👀👀

[allimili]

Alli's new pose! I'll color it latur or some time

[thestar-eyedfictionaddict]

So, my yuusona Sunny has gained some semblance of control over the ghosts at NRC due to the fact that they are tied to Ramshackle dorm and Sunny's in charge of Ramshackle dorm.

What happens when everything gets to Sunny?

"When I'm necromancin', everyone's dancin'

No one can stop me, I dare you to try

The dead are infused with sensational groove

And they're comin' for you now

There's nowhere to hide"

*Proceeds to use the ghosts to overthrow Crowley.*

This is my own spin on Villain Yuu!

[darknetneopets]

I drew this 500 years ago but it’s still funny so here :3

[egyptiangamer]

Yuuma: "I'm not sure why, but I have a good feeling about you, Stitch."🏖🌺🧉

Stitch: "Hee hee."

Finished the lilo and stitch event in the TWST game, and MAN is that one gotta be one of my favorites! I've also realized that I barely draw any event outfits for my mc (actually, I have drawn two, but I didn't show them to you guys yet), so I gave Yuuma her summer outfit. Fun fact: lilo and stitch is one of my favorite movies 😍

Ace mentioned how mc and Grim were matching, plus that the prefect had a hat on. So she got the same shirt and necklace as Grim as well as that hat. Her tank top and the fabric around the hat are the same design as Nani's swimsuit.

Since Stitch was clinging to mc just like with Lilia and Floyd, I had to draw him. Let's say he was the easiest one in the whole drawing. I love their interactions. I just wish I heard Stitch's voice in the game. Her surfboard has mickey Mouse🐭, and I felt that background was empty and decided to put them in the beach ⛱️ 🏖. I don't do backgrounds too much but I'm happy with this. 🤩🥰🥰😍😍🏖🏖🏖🏖

[asian-ascian]

[Leomicah 🦁🐭/🦁🌸]

Colors of the sunset

[Micah Solo version] [Leona Solo Version]

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an accident with layer orders made me go absolutely batshit insane for them. I will not be getting better any time soon, I'm afraid. My apologies 😔

The solo versions side by side + desktop wallpaper version of them together under the cut because.....I'm very very normal about them, I swear.

[prefectkai]

When you say yes I say no

Her beloved cat brother

Before she met the fire cat she disliked cats but she learned to love them

when he try to set her on fire she kinda held a grudge

Their first hug when they fought the ghost (which she was totally not scared)

seriously she wasn’t

They are the kind of student who will say they are excited for school to realize that they hate it

When grim gets sad for not getting picked she tried to comfort him (keyword tried)

Kai despite her hate to memorize her grades isn’t that bad when subject gets her interest XD can’t say the same for grim

She sucks at animal Linguistics💀

You see that look? Run they’re going to commit an arson 🫶🏻

P.s: Their relationship inspired by Anne and spring /Luz and king

[quartztwst]

paswg artstyle core

i just like the artstyle its very nice 😭😭 but i heard they stole it from an artist so is it really paswg artstyle??

[kasumiube]

Yuube Yumi Profile Prefect!

Henlo! i created one for my Yuusona/OC as well~ I added what she likes and dislikes to get to know more about her!!

[dumb-fandom-polls]

Twisted Wonderland Prefect might either be the Canon or fanon.

Fanon would be hard because there's a lot, but in a more canon sense there is:

Yuu (main Twisted Wonderland game)

Enma Yuken (Heartslabyul manga)

Yuuka Hirasaka (Savanaclaw manga)

Yuuta Mito (Octavinelle manga)

Yuuya Kuroki (novelization of game)

Thank youuuuu

Poll requests are open!

[soaringmeteor]

Inktober Day 2:

Cater taking a pic of Riddle and the prefect. We see what you're doing there, Cater.

[dearestones]

Off With That Contract! (Riddle Rosehearts and Prefect + Octavinelle Interaction)

Warnings: Implied child abuse, implied eating disorder, implied PTSD symptoms, Octavinelle just because, sort of canon compliant but we're veering into alternate universe terrtory, etc. (Note: These warnings are in effect for all parts of this fic even if they aren’t seen in this first section). 

@hisredhysteria/@herdisturbedheart Request: Anything Riddle.

Summary: Sometimes, in order to get around a rules lawyering octopus, you have to find yourself a lawyer. The closest one just happens to be one Heartslabyul Housewarden Riddle Rosehearts.

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CHAPTER ONE—BEGIN AT THE BEGINNING 

“Thank you for meeting with me today, Housewarden. I’ll keep this brief.” 

The Ramshackle Prefect, who had been clutching a platter of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies (a delicacy that they had grown up with as a child), spoke with the aplomb of someone sentenced to death row. Although they were an easygoing individual at the best of times, it seemed that the stress from the past two weeks was taking its toll on them. Riddle, for all of his stringent policies concerning hard work and academics, could somewhat understand. After all, the Prefect was magicless and had to work twice as hard to not only keep Grim in line and at least score an average in the finals, but also had to give the Headmage a reason not to kick them out onto the streets. 

Riddle grew up with wealth—not to the extent like the various members of nobility who frequented the halls of Night Raven College—but even he knew that people like the Prefect could not afford to screw up their one chance to have a roof above their head. 

Riddle grew up with pressure and expectations drilled into his head since he was a baby.

The Ramshackle Prefect had been thrust into it with basically no safeguards. 

Riddle waved a hand in dismissal, careful not to gesture too quickly or broadly lest he frighten the Prefect. It had been months since his Overblot, but there were times when Riddle would observe the magicless underclassman. It was a habit ingrained into him when he had been first put in charge of his dorm—troublemakers were troublemakers and rarely did they ever change. However, it was a habit that taught him to read into the behaviors of said troublemakers and when he focused on the Prefect, he realized that he hurt them more than he thought.

Sometimes, if he yelled too loud or his face would heat in irritation, the Prefect would back away or quiet down. At first, Riddle felt gratified. Even if he learned his lesson from the Overblot, he still felt somewhat vindicated that he at least commanded respect from someone outside his dorm. In the aftermath of his destruction, most of Heartslabyul had decided to test his patience even after he formally apologized and informed them that he would endeavor to be less of a "Teapot Tyrant" as most would have called him.

He should have known better. Heartslabyul they might have been, but all Night Raven College students were vultures to their very core. 

However, on the rare occasions that he interacted with the Prefect, he found that he didn't want to rouse their fear. It was already rare that he got to speak with them one on one and as much as he would never admit it, he wanted to get to know the Ramshackle student better, even if it was under the disguise of academic help.

"You can dispense with the formalities, Prefect," Riddle said. He fingered the rim of his teacup in idle thought, his gaze resting on the Prefect's fidgeting hands. Still nervous, stressed too. "You did well on the exams. Congratulations."

The Prefect smiled, a small but genuine affair. Riddle felt accomplished and all the more confident that he was on better terms.

"Thank you." The Prefect cast their gaze towards the rest of the set up of their tea party, their fingers relaxing  slightly on the handle of their own cup. "Congratulations as well. Rumor has it that all the teachers use your results as a test key."

The tone was in jest, but Riddle could barely make out the curiosity underlining the compliment.

"I can't say for certain, but I do endeavor to score as high as possible." Riddle, indeed, had perfectly scored in all of his exams that emphasized theory. The practicals, however, including physical education, was another matter entirely... "Although I appreciate your presence at today's tea party, I don't think you came here to talk about the final exam results."

The Prefect coughed a little at that, a dribble of tea falling past the corner of their lips before they hastily wiped it off with the sleeve of their threadbare uniform.

"Ummm... Yeah." The Prefect looked away when they caught Riddle's storm grey eyes gazing into their own. "I mean it, though, about your test results. Congratulations."

Riddle nodded.

"But I have a question to ask you." The Prefect grimaced a little before adding, "And possibly a favor."

Riddle nodded again, but this time, he felt a flare of mischief when he asked, "Is that why you brought me cookies? As a bribe?"

"N-no!" The Prefect raised their hands in what Riddle was supposed to be in a placating manner before they took out a battered book of rules that were upheld in the Heartslabyul dorm. Had Ace Trappola and Deuce Spade given them a copy? If so, Riddle felt oddly flattered. At least the Prefect was trying to learn the culture here. "I read one of the rules and I think it was Rule #267 that states that if someone asks for a favor during a tea party, they must first have an offering fit for the queen." The Prefect gestured to the platter of cookies in what looked like to be a close approximation of embarrassment. "So. Cookies."

Riddle eyed them.

Compared to Trey's culinary masterpieces, the cookies were amateur at best. And yet—

Riddle felt oddly touched.

"Rule #269," Riddle automatically corrected. "Keep up the good work and I fear I'll end up with another freshman."

The Prefect snorted.

Finally, the Prefect was relaxing and Riddle didn't feel the collar of guilt settle as tightly as before.

"You're right, there's a motive behind why I'm here—” The Prefect paused and Riddle felt the horrifying sensation of his life flashing before his eyes when the Prefect suppressed a sigh. Whatever they were going to say, it was not going to end well for either of them. “—and it has everything to do with the anemones sprouting on my friends' heads."

Riddle thought back to his wayward first years who had thought that cheating their way to the top fifty scorers would be their best bet.

And then he thought about the student who practically rigged the results from the very beginning.

He thought about the student whose magic was strong enough so that the anemones on the offending students' heads would remain there unless their contracts were fulfilled.

Riddle thought about one Azul Ashengrotto and had the sinking feeling he knew where the Prefect was going with this.

Was it too late to back out now?

Even before the Prefect made it clear what they wanted?

Riddle's eyes fell on the homemade batch of chocolate chip cookies. He saw the slightly burnt edges, the freshly melted chocolate. He sniffed and was gently assaulted by the scent of sweetness baked into the very air. Although amateurish, they were made in earnest.

The Prefect made sure to do their research before heading to Heartslabyul and attempted to bake something that was close to their childhood when store bought could have sufficed.

Riddle felt his resolve wither before hardening into steel.

"What are you proposing, Prefect?"

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[PART ONE HERE] [PART TWO] [PART THREE] [PART FOUR] [PART FIVE] [PART SIX] [PART SEVEN] [PART EIGHT] [PART NINE] [PART TEN]

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