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❀ INTRODUCING — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘
walk with me and tell me about this story of yours....
hello friends >:3 my birthday is in about three months, and i wanted to host a collab for the occassion ! tell me all about your SELFSHIPS — i absolutely love reading about those, so we'll both get a lil present on my birthday then hehe. or well... if you wanna gift me something else, you could also write something about me and my selfships lmao
❀ RULES + INFORMATION
no restriction on format or word count — go wild ! tell me all about your beloved, may it be headcanons or a drabble out of your daily life
all genres allowed, but please be mindful to tag n/sfw and suggestive posts accordingly.
any fandoms and multiple entries allowed, although please try to keep within reason (like. not sign up for 15 pieces with one week left before the due date....)
tag me and link this post in your submission, so i won't miss it ! <3
reblog this post once you're confirmed to enter this collab
due date will be on my birthday, please lmk if you need an extension !
to join, drop an ask in my inbox — any questions can be asked through it as well !
DUE DATE: MARCH 4TH
❀ MASTERLIST
@/haithamuse + alhaitham
@/haithamuse + reo mikage
@/haithamuse + jade leech
@/haithamuse + vil schoenheit
GENSHIN IMPACT
@satorus-grl + childe
@hiraizens + beidou + ningguang
@zhongrin + zhongli
@kurikurikurisu + alhaitham
JUJUTSU KAISEN
@nakachuchu + itadiro yuuji
@ilykento + nanami kento
TOKYO REVENGERS
@the-chronicles-of-a-bookworm + hanma shuji
HAIKYUU
@bad-thxxnks + osamu miya
MISCELLANEOUS
@kentovana + benimaru shinmon
@melancholicautumnfever + teppei kiyoshi
@vespersposts + aomine daiki
#[ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘 ]#writing collab#twisted wonderland x reader#genshin impact x reader#blue lock x reader#haikyuu x reader#obey me x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#bungo stray dogs x reader#twisted wonderland writing collab#genshin impact writing collab#blue lock writing collab#haikyuu writing collab#obey me writing collab#jujutsu kaisen writing collab#bungo stray dogs writing collab
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babe what’s wrong…
You aren’t drinking your trauma juice 🥺
The OB boys must drink this for breakfast every day and had to quit ingesting it for post-OB therapy/j
#this is a Paradox Live cafe collab menu item#Paradox Live#notes from the writing raven#twst#disney twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland
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the once (and many) prince(s) Twisted Wonderland | 3.3k Summary: Silver is, has always been, and will always be, the crown prince of his kingdom. AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54424864 Collaboration with @ohsleepie | Potential spoilers for elements of Chapter 7
Hi everyone! @ohsleepie and I are back at it again with another collaboration based on his wonderful "The Prince and his Physician" AU! This fic is meant to act as a companion story of sorts to the Malleus-focused "the prince's physician," this time focusing on Silver within the AU! Once again, this fic features incredibly beautiful and amazing art drawn by Sleepie; please check him out and follow him, if you haven't already!
I hope you all enjoy!
The worst part of reincarnation, Silver thinks, is the constant cycle of relearning everything all over again.
Okay, perhaps it would be a bit of a stretch to call it the worst part. There are many negatives, many downsides, far too many to count, to being stuck in a loop of constantly dying and reincarnating. But this particular aspect is, in Silver’s honest opinion, one of the worst out of them all.
There is a bookshelf carved from expensive ebony that sits in his chambers, nestled against one side of the wall. There are several bookshelves in his room, but this is the only one that Silver ever uses, filled from top to bottom with centuries worth of journals — leather-bound books gilded with gold and silver, every detail immaculately painted and carved, the cover opening to expensive parchment made from calves. He tends to absentmindedly run a hand along the spines, eyes glazing over the muted leather colours, before plucking out a book, and reading it through.
Silver only lives a good seventeen years at best, always dying before crossing the pinnacle into adulthood. How much of those seventeen years consist of just… reading? There are, of course, his early years, where he is much too infantile to read and write. But he barely has a few years of reading simple children’s stories before the latest journal is pressed into his hands, and he is briefly explained about the details of his curse.
He pores over the words of those who came before him — the Silvers who came before him, his previous iterations, all dying to form the next one. Their handwriting ghost his own, not just similar but straight up identical, and if he stresses his brain hard enough, he can almost conjure up wispy, fading memories of putting a quill to paper, ink curling across the page in the same, sweeping cursive.
And yet, it is a necessity to read all of it, all over again. Because Silver remembers — but not enough.
His memories are shattered, like an ancient mirror that has been cracked right through the middle, fractured into thousands of tiny, individual pieces. It is akin to a kaleidoscope of lifetimes; when he gazes into this metaphorical mirror, a thousand Silvers stare back, each one reflecting his exact appearance, yet distinct and different in their own ways. And yet each piece is but a shard; Silver remembers only the smallest bits of each past life, the pieces coming together to form a jumbled jigsaw of sharp-edged recollections.
He has lived far too many lifetimes as Silver — the crown prince of his kingdom, the only living heir of their royal family. He has lived far too many lifetimes as a Silver — distinctly different with each rebirth, living a short number of years until the day he inevitably dies.
Silver is immortal, and yet he is not. He lives on as the royal, the prince, a beacon of hope—
But Silver the person changes, with each new looping cycle.
(And so he reads through their journals, no matter how much it exhausts him.)
Many a time, his gaze wanders to his bedroom window.
As the sole heir to the royal family, Silver resides in the largest chambers of the castle, a sprawling set of multiple rooms, from a drawing room to receive guests, to his private bedroom where he slumbers at night. What this also means is that he is privy to the best views of everything within his kingdom, from the area stretching across the castle grounds, to the rest of the kingdom beyond tall and guarded stone walls.
There are many things for him to peer at, but today, he is gazing at the soldiers’ barracks again. They have their own section of the castle, tucked out of the way, but Silver can view them from the sanctity of his study, a room where he pens his thoughts in his journal and reads through old ones.
The emotion that dwells within him is nigh imperceptible, difficult to describe. It feels as though someone has tied a rope around his ribcage, double-knotting it and pulling it tight before tugging at it, and pulling him forward. There are twinges and pangs that cross his heart, a hollow cavern yawning as his soul collapses into itself.
He feels this as he stares out the window at the soldiers training in their courtyard. His eyes fixate on the swords in their hands, at the way they slash and thwack their weapons against straw-stuffed training dummies. Occasionally, he will spot the soldiers gathering together, jumping and yelling as two of them spar with wooden swords, all of them oblivious to his peeping.
He wants this. He longs for this. He—
“Your majesty?”
Silver blinks. It takes him a split second, pulling himself out of his thoughts, shoving away the deep desires that permeate his heart, but he quickly turns around, eyes fixating on the familiar figure in the doorway.
“Malleus,” Silver greets, shoulders relaxing as a smile slips onto his face. Of course it is Malleus; there are few who have his explicit permission to enter without needing to knock, and his physician is one of them. He waves his hand, ushering him in. “How long have you been standing there? Come on in, take a seat wherever you’d like. And what have I said about the formalities?”
Malleus is here for another check-up, and Silver gladly acquiesces. He can think of no other person he trusts more with his very life and soul than Malleus himself. He allows the man to lead him through familiar routines, magic permeating his body as he searches for something Silver cannot see, before shifting to more physical methods of testing Silver’s health.
Still, as Malleus works in a near-silence, preferring to focus and get his duties done before they can relax and spend some time together, Silver cannot help his thoughts from wandering off again. His desires are not new; he has seen them expressed across multiple journals, scrawled in identical, curling scripts across expensive parchment. The desire to pick up a weapon, to learn to fight and defend, to learn how to wield a blade like a true prince — that is what he so desires.
But he is frail, and the council insists that he stays in, that he can learn to fight once they break the curse. So never, Silver thinks bitterly, eyelids slipping shut as he feels cold claws brush against his forehead. Never in this lifetime, and not while I’m alive.
Malleus is many things.
To the populace, he has many names, many signifiers, viewed in many different ways. He is a blessing and a curse, for his magic is by far the only thing that can cure their prince, but all of it comes at the cost of his very existence itself: A fae; a deplorable, wicked creature; a monster that is the very scum of the earth itself. The history of their kingdom is written in the blood of their ancestors, shed through grievous wounds inflicted by the sharp claws and gleaming maws of the fae that slaughtered them all.
To the nobles, the members of the council who govern over the kingdom in Silver’s stead, making decisions on his behest, Malleus is something they tolerate. They do not speak of what will happen after the curse is broken and Silver is cured, but Silver knows, from their whispers and sly glances, from the words penned by the others who came before him, that they wish for nothing more than to rid the world of the last of the wicked — not, and never, fair — fae.
Humans gaze upon Malleus with distrust, wariness, abject hatred.
But for Silver, Malleus is one simple thing alone.
To him, Malleus is his friend.
There are two distinct points in the history of Silver’s incarnations: Before Malleus, and After Malleus.
The difference is like night and day. The journals of before are dismal and depressing, imbued with a bone-deep loneliness that carried all the way through into the parchment pages, stained in the very ink used to scrawl thoughts across the pages. The Silvers of that time tried — truly, they did — to cling to hope, to believe in what their people believed: that one day, their prince would be freed from the shackles of his horrific curse.
But with the passing decades, the many years, the many Silvers that lived and died, they all seemed to suffer from the same truth: there was no cure in sight.
And then there was Malleus.
The guards found a young fae child today, lurking in the borders between what remains of the valley and the kingdom, his own handwriting reads, the parchment yellowed with age, the ink long-since dried. This, Silver knows, is the first point at which Malleus is mentioned, though not yet by name, tucked away in a notebook he recognises by the distinct fern-green colour of its cover. Even now, as I write this, I still cannot believe the abysmal state he was in upon meeting him. No child, whether human or otherwise, should have that many injuries on their body, and though I have had a stern word with those who found him, I fear for his safety.
He shall remain with me for the time being.
Though Silver does not have favourite journals — for such a concept is lost on him when all the journals are such a drag to read, recounting the day-to-day experiences of his past selves, a depressing fog seeming to permeate every page of words — this one is perhaps the closest one to such a concept. Because this journal is different — he clings to every word, phantom feelings of a fierce protectiveness flaring within him, as though this particular incarnation has stirred somewhere deep within him and seized his soul.
It is so painfully obvious how much his past self had cared for Malleus — taking care of him, granting him such patience and endless kindness, spending time with him teaching him the human tongue, of how to read and write. There is a page filled with endless delight upon learning the fae’s name, ink smudged together where the page reads Malleus. Their activities did not end at the crude essentials; there are sweeping recounts of games played together, of crayon drawings and delicious platters of sweet treats — and Silver aches when he reads every word of it, possessed by a longing to return to those simpler times, when Malleus was not his physician, and was merely his friend.
And this care is made so apparent by the last few pages, the cursive made shaky by the cold, approaching winds of Death. To the next Silver, it reads, take care of Malleus. If there is any hope of breaking this curse that ails me, it lies within the powers of the fair folk. And yet, the rest of the page is filled with sentiments, rather than explaining how Malleus is the key to breaking the curse:
I wish this could last forever, these sweet days of playing together. For much of my life, I have been haunted by a bleak loneliness, isolated by my circumstances, and haunted by the weight of all our pasts. I have never had any companions my age, and I know from my readings that all of my predecessors shared the same lonely fate. To indulge in such fleeting luxuries, to have someone to speak to as though we were on the same level, intimately so— it is a happiness unlike anything I have ever felt before.
Blotchy circles stain the pages, the ink smeared in places.
Things may be different from now on. I understand that the council wishes for him to begin his work when the next cycle begins. And it is with that knowledge that I must remind the next Silver: Malleus may be our physician, and he may be tasked with breaking our curse—
But before that, before any of that, he is our friend.
Never forget that, for as long as we may live.
“Thank you for joining me today.”
Wispy trails of steam rise from two cups of tea, sitting in elegant saucers. Before Silver, and in the middle of the round tea table, is a small spread of sweet delicacies: scones accompanied by small glass jars of jam; finger sandwiches, some filled with goat’s cheese and roasted pepper, others filled with cucumber and salmon; and a small, round cake, tiny enough that it’s perfect for just the two of them.
“Of course,” Malleus replies, his voice smooth as usual. He raises his head slightly, slitted-eyes roaming over the tea-time spread before them, before he dips his head. “I thank you for the invitation, your majesty.”
“We have been over this many times, Malleus,” Silver says, unable to hide the exhaustion that spills into his voice. “You need not refer to me by such formalities.”
He knows why Malleus does so, of course. The answer is written across several different journals — It is difficult for him to reacquaint himself with us in each new cycle, and I truly cannot blame him. How alienating must it be, to witness someone you grow close to, time and time again, look upon you with no familiarity in his eyes? There is another reason too, though one of mere speculation, for Malleus has never confessed the truth by his own tongue — Earlier today, I witnessed a council member chide Malleus for regarding me with such familiarity during our meeting. I do wonder if this may be another factor into those needless formalities.
Thankfully, Malleus always obliges whenever Silver asks this of him — though whether it is because Silver is his prince, or because Silver is his friend, he never knows. “Is there any occasion for this meeting, Prince Silver?” Malleus asks, as Silver beckons for him to help himself, unwilling to dig in first when the fae’s eyes are flickering over the food, glinting with hunger. I wonder if he has forgotten to eat again, Silver thinks. Malleus carries over a scone and a sandwich with his utensils, leaving the cake intact. “Not that I mind it, by any means; it is always a pleasure to spend time with you.”
“There is no special occasion,” Silver answers, finally reaching for the spread as Malleus cuts into his meal. “I… only wished to spend time with my friend.”
Their relationship is a strange, tenuous thing. There is undoubtedly a bond there, from the way that Silver always feels so safe and secure in Malleus’ presence, and the gentle way that Malleus treats him, always appearing whenever Silver calls for him. There are even some rare occasions where the facade of dutiful physician slips, a careful veneer crafted for the sake of survival in the court, and Silver relishes those times, watching as Malleus’ expression sours, the stinging barbs that spit from his mouth more endearing than his usual regal elegance.
But all the same, compared to the earlier journals after Malleus’ appearance, filled with much more warmth and life — even as he learnt his role, Malleus would still happily chat with those Silvers, accept his offers to play games, spend the night with him on many occasions — there is a gap between them now. Driven by age, driven by time, and driven by the eternal, scathing judgement of the many humans of this kingdom, who cycle in and out of life and death, but are all fuelled by the same spiteful hatred and prejudice, taking it out on the only fae they know.
Still, Silver tries his best. He knows Malleus does too.
He sees it in the way the fae’s shoulders relax, expression smoothing out at the edges. “In that case,” Malleus says, after a moment’s pause, “let us indulge. How have you been lately… Silver?”
It is a good day for the two of them, Silver reflects. They drink their cups of tea and drain the pot of its excess drink, and the tray of delicacies are filled with nothing but crumbs by the time they’re done.
Even the cake, a dessert regarded with conflicting feelings by Malleus, is finished by the end of it. For once, Malleus eats his slices with a small smile, both their forks scraping the bottom of the plate as they help themselves to their fill.
Death no longer scares him, unlike everyone else. Death, in its own way, is a comfort, an inevitability: Silver knows he will reach his demise at the same time, at the same age. Very few people can ever be privy to such knowledge, going through their lives not knowing if they will pass on at age fifteen or fifty.
In that vein, what does it matter if Silver chooses to speed up the process?
He is not allowed proper access to weaponry. The council states that it is because there is no need for him to pick up a blade when he has guardsmen patrolling the halls around his room at all times, but Silver knows better. This is not the first time he has longed to die earlier than he usually does; he can count the other occasions on two of his hands, based on cryptic journal endings dated months earlier than they usually do.
To an extent, a part of him wonders what the point of it is. He will die, inevitably; why inflict such pain and suffering if he knows he’s going to come back? What is the point of it all?
The point, Silver tells himself, is that there isn’t one. He’ll always come back. He’ll always return — and so why should he languish and rot in his bed as his body slowly gives out on him? Why waste those months feeling his muscles weaken and his grasp on reality slip?
Why not do everyone the honour of ending it early, ending it now?
(The silver blade of the dagger, requested from some rookie soldier who knows no better than to deny this particular request from the prince, is cold against the flesh covering his heart.)
Silver is so, so tired. His life is stagnant, unchanging; he lives and he dies the same person, the same name, the same cursed prince of the same bloody kingdom, every childhood filled with days of reading the same handwritten journals signed with the same, stupid name.
When will he be allowed to rest? The weight of a legacy, the weight of his people’s hopes and dreams, drag him down, like impossibly heavy weights that are shackled to his limbs, pulling and pulling until he’s flat against the ground. He never asked for this — and god, it’s so selfish to even think of that, but it’s true.
Nobody ever thinks about him, Silver the person. They are only ever concerned with Silver the prince, Silver their saviour.
Except—
A memory flashes to mind, unbidden — of twisting, dark horns and raven-spun hair, and slitted green eyes that crinkle at the corners as he smiles at him.
(His hands tremble.)
Malleus.
The name fills him with an ache. If there is anything Silver can take comfort in as he straddles the line between life and death, it is simply that Malleus will always be there. Malleus is a constant throughline throughout Silver’s life, and while Silver may ebb and flow, weaving in and out of the many, many years of a fae’s long lifespan, Malleus will always be there.
And though the thought of that face, rendered a child once more in its shock and sadness, causes his chest to knot itself with hesitance and reluctance, Silver steadies himself.
The humans may come and go, live and die, but Malleus will always remain.
(And the blade plunges down.)
#my writing tag#writing collaborations#twst#twisted wonderland#twst fanfiction#twst writing#malleus draconia#twst silver#the prince and his physician au#once again it was an absolute delight to be able to collab w sleepie on this!#i really do love this au so i'm so happy to get to write something for it#my crossposts
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House fire
ROLLO FLAMME — in which one can predict a student exchange program might go south real quick
COLLAB WORK with @unfictinalnightmare for [The chimes of comfort]
CONTENT — takes place after glorious masquerade, our yuusonas (hillary and irene) are yuu, silly shenanigans with hillary and irene, rollo will show up soon :)
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Do reblog or comment if you enjoy my work! ^-^
Chapter 1: An undeniable request || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6
"WHAT?!"
"As I have just said, I want the two of you to act as our representatives when Mr. Flamme arrive to Night Raven College in the next student exchange."
The headmage offered the two girls in front of them a smile. Black and white, blood red and sea green, both were staring at their 'beloved' headmage with a look of utter disdain.
"Wait, pause- Who the hell is Flamme?" Hillary gave the girl next to her a confused glance before averting her eyes back to the headmage. Irene only sighed, taking off her round glasses as she rubbed the bridge of her nose.
"Rollo Flamme, Noble Bell's rep and School Council President, he was our guide in Fleur City."
Irene was still haunted by that incident in Fleur City. She thought it was a rare occasion to relax after weeks and months of doing errands for the damn crow, but no. Seven knew he was plotting such a devious scheme.
"Indeed, ahem... Since the student body were rather, well, hesitant when speaking about him, so I believe you two are the best option as his guide in the upcoming exchange program." Crowley said joyfully. "Oh, and by the way, Mr Flamme shall stay at Ramshackle Dorm in the short duration of the program, I truly hope the two of you can do your best to accommodate him."
The headmage went on and on with his monologue, ignoring every signs of refusals from Hillary and Irene.
With Irene and her unforgettable experience in Noble Bell College, she was rather afraid of Rollo still. Who knows what could happen during the entire program when he faced NRC's students, especially her upperclassman Malleus. It would be one hell of a meeting, and like hell she wanted to be the one cleaning it up for the nth time.
With Hillary, who wasn't on the list of students on that trip to Fleur City, her impression about Rollo was practically zero. And it wasn't like she could ask Irene or the others since they wouldn't peep a single word. Though perhaps that was enough signs to guess this Flamme guy was anything but a saint.
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"I refuse."
Hillary immediately shook her head, cutting off Crowley's ramblings as he squawked in surprise. Not like he could force her to do his biddings anyways.
"I also refuse."
Irene followed her lead and answered as well, seeing how Hillary gave both of them a way out. It wouldn't hurt to work with that troublesome girl if it meant one less baggage on her shoulders.
"Oh no... Why must you two treat me, the kindest and most beloved headmage, that way? What a hurtful thing to hear from the Prefects themselves..."
Hillary and Irene could only watched in exasperation as the headmage blabbed on about his so-called kindness and hard work. However, the headmage was never an easy person to deal with, he gave them an unreadable smile.
"Nevertheless, as a careful teacher I am, I have come prepared! So I am counting on you two, Trein-sensei, Crewel-sensei."
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Only after one long session of persuation from two most respected professors on campus, using various tricks and techniques, did Hillary and Irene agree to it, albeit reluctantly. Though it was a golden opportunity for them to upgrade Ramshackle dorm even more. They couldn't let that infuriating headmage win that easily.
"Fine. I promise to lend you some ingredients for your magic research." Crewel shook his head and sighed, looking at Irene with a tired stare.
The little dark pup excelled at everything and destroy every challenges thrown her way, which he was proud of as a Professor. Only that she was so damn stubborn and had a penchant for dark magic.
"Thank you, sir!" Irene smiled as she happily accepted the deal, thinking about all the things she could get from the Potions professor's laboratory.
However, if Irene was already headstrong, Hillary was completely, utterly a hardhead. Trein and Crowley even had to use the library key and give her free reign to it for her to agree.
And so the preparation the student exchange program began...
#irene's writings ♡#twst#twisted wonderland#twst fic#dire crowley#twst crowley#divus crewel#twst crewel#mozus trein#twst trein#rollo flamme#twst oc#twst ocs#tech child <3#style kid XD#cam!!#fic collab#collab ocs#the chimes of comfort
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Phantom thief
October TWST collab with @jade-s-nymph - day 13.
(Riddle × reader fluff)
There was still a week or two left before Halloween, but, punctual as always, the Heartslabyul Housewarden started preparing in advance. Considering this event will gather residents from all over Sage Island, including high-standing individuals and elite of all kinds, putting any less than maximum effort into costumes and decoration is ultimately out of option.
Not like Riddle has ever done anything other than his best. His mother would have had his head on a platter if he had - after all, Mrs. Rosehearts expects only perfect reputation and flawless image from her child.
That means every little detail must be in order. And whatever is happening right now is, in fact, nowhere close to order.
"WHAT?!", rings out an outraged screech, loud enough to crack glass, alarming students from all around.
Riddle was pacing back and forth in the common rooms, leaving a clear circular pattern with heel imprints in the carpet. Deuce sweatdrops, having already regretted coming here. The Housewarden had already been stressed enough on a daily basis, but the shade of red that his face this time around gained was alarming.
Barely a minute ago, he was notified of serial disappearances all around the dorm; Some fiend had apparently thought it would be a great idea to steal all the clock and watches in the entire Heartslabyul! As absurd as it was, the little prank set Riddle, a natural perfectionist, off on a whole another level. His card soldiers always come late as it is, but with all the watches disappearing every day is bound to become a disaster.
The Queen's most trusted soldiers, Trey and Cater, had to go an extra mile to console their dormleader that day. The former even decided on baking extra sweet strawberry tarts just to avoid the younger boy's mental meltdown.
"Just think about it - a phantom thief appearing as if out of nowhere, disrupting peace and urging the detective to unravel the mystery behind their act... It's, like, straight-out-of-a-novel scenario!", Cater exclaims, "Take it easy, consider this a game. Or, eh, a... puzzle of sorts? You like those, right? Leave all the prep work to froshies and go catch the criminal!"
"YOU- You think this a game?! How can I-", the red-haired boy takes a deep breathe. 'Keep calm, breath and count to three...', he repeats to himself. "How am I supposed to 'take it easy' when I have a rulebreaker on a loose? The Queen of Hearts' rule number 53, stolen items must be-"
"He's right, Riddle", Trey chimes in, wiping hands with a towel, "You've been running yourself ragged lately, way more than needed, and Halloween is over a week away." He steps closer to the counter, leaning on it and giving one of his signature smile - warm and reassuring, befitting a typical older brother, "Our dormmates are working extra hard, all of them are excited for the holiday, so they're motivated to do their best; and aren't all these preparations the same we do before unbirthday parties? We got it down to a fine art, nothing bad will happen if you leave the freshmen unattended. At worst, Cater and I can supervise them. Right, Cater?"
The boy in question didn't answer, too occupied with choosing hashtags for his new photo (he switched his attention from one thing to another again...), mumbling under his breath. Trey heaved a sigh, planting hands on his hips like a stern teacher that was forced to deal with a notorious troublemaker.
"Cater.", he said in a harsher tone. Having gotten used to Clover's usual patience and soft voice, both Cater and Riddle shivered.
"Y-YES, sure thing!"
Nobody would ever want to deal with an enraged Trey...
"Why are they so insistent on me doing this personally and, moreover, alone...? These two are acting strange.", Riddle was standing at a balcony overlooking the Gardens, where students of Heartslabyul were working on preparing decorations. Everyone had a task of their own - no slackers in sight.
The two upperclassmen managed to talk Riddle into stepping away from his duties to focus on investigating. Which was weird, as there was nothing 'fun' about having to fish out troublemakers and give out punishments, at best it only added more stress to his life...
Taking a deep breath, he slid a card out of his back pocket - Seven of Hearts. Deuce said that cards like this one were found in place of every stolen item. Whoever was behind this all was being bold, to leave a piece of evidence on purpose? But why a card; was it a reference to their dorm setting? A mocking in the face of THE Queen of Hearts?
"Unacceptable...", the Housewarden grumbled, "I'll see to it that the rulebreaker receives a suitable punishment."
Another 'surprise' was waiting for him in his own room. The tall Grandfather clock, surprisingly enough, was standing steady in its natural place. Nothing would've been amiss, if not for the lack of clock hands. In their place was pinned another card - seven of Hearts. The floor under the grand clock had faint trails of scratches, as if somebody had tried moving it but, after failing to do so, had decided to put everything back in place. Riddle took a long furious stride towards the clock, heels clicking with each step. Even with the shoes' added height, he finds it difficult to reach the card, which infuriates the boy even further. With a stomp and a 'hmph' Riddle (unwillingly so) goes to fetch a stepping stool.
"I can't believe this petty little-... what does this mean?!"
"Dear Mr. Detective ;) Riddle,
You must've noticed some things missing in Heartslabyul. I hope you don't mind me stealing some of your precious time.
If you want me to return all that has disappeared, I expect to see you tonight, south of the rose maze. Make sure to look your best!
Truly,
Your phantom thief.~♡"
...were they... toying with him? Who would dare to demand an unscheduled audience with him, and in such a bold manner, too?! The audacity them must have to assume he'd just follow their demands blindly!
Late evening rolled around, just an hour before curfew. Even the tough fabric of his school uniform couldn't keep the chilly autumn wind away. Riddle folded his arms, tucking palms into his jacket to preserve warmth. Rose bushes and hedges stretch out far, high and wide.
...He came here out of his own will, not because he had no other option. Of course.
Nobody's in sight. Only crickets' song fills in the cold silence. Whoever had left that note must've played a prank on him to make him out as a fool. That's what he was about to think of, if only he hadn't noticed a faint glow of a candle from behind a bush. Rounding a corner, Riddle notices a path of rose petal leading deeper into the maze, straying from the general path.
Getting into a ready stance with a magic pen in hand, the Housewarden sets off to follow the trail.
A hint of a classical piece, one from his personal collection of favorites, plays from afar, growing louder with every step taken forward.
The petals take him to a clearing. A round table is served with a dainty teapot, a set of matching cups and plates with a colorful flowery pattern. Next to them are fresh tarts and cupcakes that emit mouthwatering aromas and puffs of heat. Fairy lights decorate the area, painting it in a warm pink glow. An old-fashioned gramophone creaks with every spin of the needle, playing a merry tune. This setting doesn't seem hostile.
He only lost his composure for a second, but that was more than enough for the phantom thief to make their appearance without being noticed.
"Do you like this?", they whisper in Riddle's ear, blowing some air and almost making him squeak in fear.
The flustered boy turns around, just to come face to face with the Ramshackle prefect, [Name]. Their figure was covered by a dark coat, the cape falling off their head to reveal a mischievous smirk on the prefect's face. After taking a step closer to Riddle, they take a hold of his hands, placing gentle kisses on knuckles of each with a fond smile.
"Sorry about making you worry and run around all day long...", they mutter out, "...but I just couldn't find a way to keep you from entering the gardens otherwise. I know for a fact that Ace and Deuce wouldn't be able to distract you without spilling everything, and Trey and Cater are already busy."
"Are you saying that they were all in on your scheme?", the boy asks, bewildered. How hasn't he noticed sooner?
"Aha, ma~ybe? It doesn't matter! Now, as a payback for wasting so much of your time today, let me treat you to some tea.", [Name] loops their arm with Riddle's, leading him closer to the table and move a chair out for him.
He hesitates for a while, making prefect furrow their brows in worry.
"You should've already memorized it by now... All stolen things must be replaced. So you better make this worth the time I spent.", he says, turning to look them in the eyes, grabbing them by the collar of their shirt and pressing a kiss on their cheek with a little too much effort, almost making them fall backwards. He takes a seat on his chair with a huff, desperate to mask his growing embarrassment, and hides his blossoming blush with a hand.
[Name] takes a few seconds to process the notion before they erupt in a fit of giggles, taking a sit opposite of the housewarden, happy with the outcome.
This evening date promises to be a pleasant one.
#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland#twst#twst x reader#yuurei's fics#gender neutral reader#riddle rosehearts#twst riddle#riddle rosehearts x reader#Spooky Chattering 2023#writing this was pretty fun!#i'd never participated in writing collabs before so this was good experience#hope you enjoy (❁´◡`❁)#not sure if I'm right on time but it's already the 13th where I live
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okay let's get started!
This is my first time doing this so we're gonna be real casual with it.
Basically, you pick your fave twst boy/s and write a yandere oneshot/drabble based on the prompt/s below.
Post the oneshot with the prompt/s you chose and link to this post. Each finished post will be added here!
It's back to school season, so your prompt is:
MC is anxious about going back to school, and is considering not attending NRC this year. How does your boy/s react?
And if you just want the one word theme prompt, it is:
Thunderstorm
You can choose to do one, the other, or both, idk, up to you!
@kururreal
@snoopledrooplecheesedoodle
@glumet-shadow
@yanknowalready
@yanderecrazysie
@cataclyysmiic
And me!
Yandere twst writing collab, anyone?
Eyo people who write in/for/about yandere twisted wonderland, how bout a lil collab? We'd all be assigned one theme, and we all have to write (or draw?) a one-shot for that theme with our fave twst yandere. If you're interested, reblog or comment? :3
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🌶️spicy boys🌶️
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🌶️ - smut
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Ateez
Special Masterlists
🌶️ ♡ How to be a heartbreaker ♡ (various x reader)
🌶️ 🌶️K’s 500: This or that?🌶️
🌶️ stay perverted: the masterlist (1.5K followers celebration)
🌶️ K’s Twisted Wonderland 🍄 (2K followers celebration
Hongjoong
🌶️🩷🌸 first time’s the charm
🌶️🩷 all hands on me
🌶️ wetting your lips - stay perverted series
Seonghwa
🌶️🌸 toothbrush
🌶️🩷 agora hills
🌶️🩷 seonghwa licking chocolate off your tits pt.2
🌶️ Seonghwa’s bite kink
🌶️ heavy and sticky — stay perverted series
🌶️ missing piece — bro x aubs collab
Yunho
🌶️🩷 under the influence
🌶️🩷 Yunho & his hands
🌶️🩷 golden retriever
🌶️ Yuyu’s hands pt2
🌶️ body language - stay perverted series
Yeosang
🌶️ active recovery
🌶️ sticky web
🌶️ vanilla and cream - stay perverted series
🌶️🩷 alrighty aphrodite
San
🌶️ Soaking Wet
🌶️ in my head
🌶️ Divination with the Demon
🌶️ the last of the real ones
🌶️ Seven minutes in heaven, but make it San
🌶️ good girl’s guide to summoning a demon 👻✨FRIDAY 13TH SPECIAL✨👻
🌶️ word vomit about being choked by San
🌶️ what’s so great about hoodie season? (San)
🌶️ “just the tip” (san)
🌶️🩷 when San’s a little too jealous
🌶️🩷 snap
🌶️🩷 angelholic
🌶️🩷 San choking you while he fucks you
🌶️🩷 san overstimulating you
🌶️ the scentist - stay perverted series
🌶️🩷 pretty kitty
🌶️ save a horse, ride a cowboy
🌶️ his favourite (Choi San’s birthday special)
🌶️ coming home with me
Mingi
🌶️ seven minutes in heaven
🌶️ when mingi cums on your face
🌶️🩷 I want you
🌶️ under the sheets - stay perverted series
🌶️ backseat serenade
Wooyoung
🌶️🩷 slow down
🌶️ and you never invited me?
🌶️ to the side(p1) /from the back(p2) - stay perverted series
🌶️ how to tame a brat tamer
Jongho
🌶️🌸 almost natural
🌶️ touch and sketch - stay perverted series
Two's a crowd, why not have more?
🌶️🩷 good cop, bad cop (Seonghwa x fem!reader x Yunho)
🌶️🩷 when the gang is banging (OT8)
🌶️🩷 when your daddies come home from work (sanhwa x fem!reader)
🌶️🩷 7 minutes of compensation (yunhwa x fem!reader)
🌶️🩷 play rough (sanhwa x fem!reader)
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Happy 4th anniversary Twst!
I can't believe it's been 4 years.... I started playing it when I was Sam's age...now I am ....Vargas's age....
But trust me my interest and passion for Twisted Wonderland started around 2018... When Yana dropped such "a bomb" on her twitter with a Disney collab and a thank you 100k followers sketch with Crewel, Crowley, Trein/Lucius and the Yami no Kagami.... I was doomed when I saw "le fanart" of Malleus rising of a coffin then.... I was like....OMGGG ooohhh monnn dieeuuu....that art Yana-senseiiiii....isn't it Maleficientttt!!! I became such ....such the most platoniiic lover/fan-girl ever of Malleus *staring at him with dead fish eyes and not speaking* My kakkoi dragon fairy, Maleficient grandson!! And I literrally "harassed" my partner in crime @twiwoncrackpopcorn everyday with it, being a 90's baby Disney's fan and Yana-sensei's one too.... I was searching every infos on the internet, every little crumbs about it!! Waiting for the game release....and thanks god during covid-19 I had Animal Crossing New Horizon and...Twisted Wonderland games...(my work as a nurse was.... I can't even tell you how "interesting" it was to see and witneeeessss how humans are humans...more like sh**it as**ole tr*u du c*l de m*rde* *screaming*...... *breathing*) Anyhow I am thankful to have entered this fandom and universe, and tried my best to share my passion with people around the world!! I met such amazing persons here!!!..... I am so so so grateful... fandom can be hell....but not for me here... Thank you all!!!! Also thank my non blood sibling @twiwoncrackpopcorn..... Best person in the universe....I MEAN IT!!! ^ Don't read I am shy^..... I am happy to learn that the game is still developing and under good care !! And happy to see more fans from everywhere under this same passion!!
Also.....
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......................FINALLLYYYYYYYYY
WE WOOOON NRC STAFF FANS.....WE GOOOOT ITTTT!! MY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT TEAM LET'S PARTY AND DRINK CHAMPAGNE AT SAM'S ALL NIGHT!!!
LE CONTENUUUUUU
THE CONTENNNNT
AFTER 4 YEAARRRRRS LITTLE ONEEEEE
WAKE UP RISE AND SHINE DARLIIINGGGG!!!
BECAUSE THE STAFF IS HERE!!!!!
Yes now we only have to wait their SSR!!!!
Create your own happy anniversary celebration here!!
Also...I couldn't write Cass...because maybe a*s..... I mean it ...It was kind of cute but too bad for my nickname then....
Also little K. Oswald Junior 101's key as they will make a remake of "Epic Disney Mickey" rebrushed!! Congrates Oswald the lucky rabbit!!! *teary*
Spoilers please be careful illustration with a twist~
...Did I just put myself among the staff...and their wonderful groovy.......
"Yes.....and...?"
With Crewel being done, Sam spotting everything...and Trein-sensei being the best aduuuult xD!!!
Alsooooooooo....Crowleeeyyyyy are you drinking Champagne in the rythmic game....
Gimme....Gimmmmeeeeeeee!!!!!! Too late I spotted it gimme!!!!
....Vargas....We are both 30....we are both 174 cm....and both french....I am so scarred....
I just saw the tiny space... I was like...omg let me fit ....like cat meme..... *move crooow* I love that they also added the Ghost!!! In Wasteland all those ghosts have a very important place and they even got names.... but maybe that's some spoiler.... Let's wait!!!
See you little ones very very soon!!!
I'll be back with a little surprise game for you!!
Also all the feedback and thank you for your kindness...omg you're so sweet~
Also yes...
I got the french translated manga of Heartslabyul with the artbook!!
I am glad my country has such connexion and interest (since a while by now I wasn't even born...haha) with Japan !! We can have such things here !!
Thank you french team twst !!
#twisted wonderland#twst#4th twst anniversary#twst staff#time flies soon it'll be spring#take care of you#enjoy every little crumb which make you happy
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Rec List
This is my first time doing one of these posts so I hope this doesn't turn out chaotic. This post is going to be my rec list because I follow so many amazing and talented x reader writers/artists and I just want to show them love and give them the appreciation they deserve. Since this post may turn out to be long, I will put it all under a read more and I will try to only write a few sentences for everyone or I will ramble on for 15 pages. Please scroll to the end to see any extra notes.
@spiiiiiral They are such an amazing little artist and is very big into Yugioh. I absolutely love their arts featuring thief king bakura and yami marik. I like their art style and I'm always excited to see more from them. And they will absolutely convert you into liking the characters that they like. I'm talking full blown essays, they are very persuasive.
@imastrangeone98 We share a lot of similar interests in fandoms/characters and they are a really nice and chill person. I love reading whatever they post and I absolutely devoured their most recent boothill x reader fic. I could probably write a five page essay on how much I adore them but just know they are an amazing writer.
@ayyy-pee JJK obsessed and I am so here for it. They are a really, really great writer. I mostly read their JJK one-shots (specifically suguru because I am down bad for that man) but I regularly see them also have a bunch of longer series that they write and there is so many words they have to offer that you can devour. Seriously, if you are into JJK please check them out. I'm pretty sure they also have an open collab event going on so if that's your thing, drop on by.
@tehrevving mostly Devil May Cry, Final Fantasy and Resident Evil. Very talented writer and they have been around for a long time. They have recently been writing a vincent valentine x reader multi chapter fic that I have been bookmarking so i can read later. Chaotic blog, absolutely adore it. love getting notifs on whatever they write.
@queenmuzz mostly Devil May Cry enthusiast but I have seen other fandoms pop up now and then. I love reading their Vergil fics, very nice writing style that just scratches an itch in my brain. They are very nice and welcoming to all, check them out.
@princesschimchim1325 Lots of Honkai Star Rail and I think they are recently getting into Wuthering Waves. Very good writer and they have a bias towards anything related to Blade, Yingxing, Dan Feng and Dan Heng. I love reading whatever they come up with and enjoy their shenanigans.
@husbandomail they have recently moved to this new blog but I believe they have a link to their old blog. Very nice and sweet and they write mostly one-shots and headcannons. They are into a few different fandoms but I enjoy reading what they write for Yugioh and Pokémon. Very pretty blog theme and an amazing little writer. Keep it up!
@imagine-darksiders mostly darksiders, fnaf and I think I've seen bowser pop up a few times. Double trouble because they are so, so talented with both drawing and writing. You can tell they have been dedicated to their craft for years. Seriously I love all the Darksiders writing and drawings they have produced over the years. Their writing is so poetic and they have a lot of ongoing series you can sink your teeth into.
@mubabee amazing artist. multifandom blog but I mostly adore their honkai star rail, genshin impact and demon slayer drawings. I am also a big fan of when they genderbend characters and I seriously am so happy to find artists that love drawing y/n x characters. Check them out for some good art.
@demonichikikomori multi fandom blog but I have noticed a lot of twisted wonderland recently. a lot of headcannons and one shots and I love reading through their works whenever they pop up on my feed.
@rabbbitseason x reader artist. such pretty and amazing drawings. feeding the honkai star rail community so good. I get so excited when another new drawing graces my eyes, please check out their nice artworks.
@kuroshioi new/recent writer that popped up in the last couple of months. mostly into honkai star rail and genshin impact. a lot of short, bite size pieces but they are very nice little reads and I think they are doing an amazing job.
@lorelune such a talented and amazing writer. Mainly for Honkai Star Rail. I love reading their long one-shots and whatever they write for Jing Yuan and Blade. Their descriptions in their writing just satisfies that itch I get in the back of my head. Seriously, I just want to print their words out and devour them, they are so, so good at writing. currently on hiatus
@honeyedgifts recently moved to this new blog. I love reading their bite sized fics and ramblings about the characters they like. very chill person. I believe they are thinking of going on hiatus soon but you should still check them out and share the love!
Okay, I believe that's it and I really hope I didn't miss anyone. If your name is on this list and it makes you uncomfortable, please let me know through my dms and I can take you off.
I believe all these artists/writers deserve more love so please check them out and give them a follow if you like what you see. Thanks for reading.
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american public school nrc au: now it’s co-ed and no uniforms…
night raven public school au
it's mostly the same just somehow worse in every way
#i need it#someone wanna collab on a fic with illustrations?#i’ll write if they wanna draw it#twst wonderland#disney twst#twisted wonderland#twst
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Lydia Sweet: Mourning What Could Have Been
So... I wasn't really sure how to talk about this. About the "friendship" I had, and how it affected my OC x Canons (and subsequently, my enjoyment of Twisted Wonderland). So... I wrote a fic, featuring my OC Lydia (and some of my friend's OCs) to explain it. I hope this will help clear things up, especially to my friends. I'm so sorry for always changing ships, and acting like I can't make up my mind. I've always felt so incredibly guilty for it, as I've seen you all fall in love with them, only for me to switch things up suddenly. I am so grateful to anyone who has made me something, whether it be art, writing, etc of a ship. I will always be grateful, even if that ship is no more.
OCs featured: Yuya (@cheerleaderman), Kiyuu (@skriblee-ksk), Lysander (@offorestsongs), Yuusha (@crystallizsch), Mayu (@anbaisai)
Fayrouz (@fell-e), Oz (@viperbunnies)
When Lydia first moved to Twisted Wonderland, she got a job at a cat cafe, keeping to herself. She enjoyed working there, being able to serve customers while surrounded by cute cats. She even got herself a regular, though he didn't talk much. His focus was on the cats, a sharp toothed grin on his face as he watched them play.
Over time she learned his name was Idia, the two of them growing closer with every visit. She got to know her coworkers slowly, developing friendships as they talked and laughed in between shifts. Everything seemed to be going well for her. She loved her job, her coworkers, and her regular, Idia, who wouldn't leave her mind.
At this point she knew she had fallen for him, and was eager to tell her coworkers, considering them close friends. They usually discussed things like this in between their interests, gushing about any crushes or relationships to one another. She was especially excited to tell her friend Yuya, knowing they had a thing for him as well.
She was surprised when one of her other coworkers stopped her, a friend that seemed upset by the situation.
"You can't have a crush on Idia... Yuya does." They say simply, as if it were obvious. It left Lydia confused, worried she missed something.
"I know they do, but... can't we both have a crush on him?"
"I mean..." Her friend starts, gesturing with one hand. "There isn't really a point, is there? Yuya's better suited for him."
The words made Lydia's stomach drop, fiddling with her hands anxiously.
"You don't think I'm suited for him?"
"No, not really. I mean, have you seen what he has with Yuya? There's no topping that!"
"Oh..." She mutters sadly, hurt washing over her. While she was disappointed, she trusted her friend's judgement, and decided not to tell Yuya. The last thing she wanted was to cause conflict, and Yuya was a dear friend. She would support them however she could.
That doesn't stop the heartbreak she feels when she stops serving him, switching shifts to avoid him completely. She knew the others were worried for her, even Yuya, quietly wondering what was wrong. For the sake of her friendship and piece of mind, she leaves the cat cafe (and Idia) without saying goodbye, silently mourning it's loss.
A few days later she started working at a coffee shop, on the other side of town. It was a cute little shop, sitting between a diner and a dance studio. The shop collaborated regularly with a bakery across the street, a family business that everyone adored. While she missed the cat cafe, in time she got used to the coffee shop, and even made some friends.
Kiyuu worked there to stay close to her partner, Jack, who works at the nearby diner. Lysander works at the bakery across the street, having met his boyfriend Rook during one of the shop's collabs (He was taking pictures for the photo studio he works for, and instantly became captivated with him.) Yuusha, Mayu, Fayrouz, and Oz all seemed to work there for the same reason: to keep an eye on a certain instructor at the dance studio. It was hard to tell half the time if it was due to love or hate, but they all supported each other, and secretly gushed about him during their breaks.
While she tried to ignore it, she couldn't shake how out of place she felt, watching her friends from afar. It made her think of Idia, a smile coming to her face. With thoughts of Idia came thoughts of Yuya, the words of her friend echoing in her ears,
"There isn't really a point, is there? Yuya's better suited for him."
She shook her head as a bitter taste grew in her mouth, cutting her thoughts there. She pushes her feelings down as she texts Yuya on a whim, wanting to know how they were. She smiles as they start talking about Idia, sending pictures to accompany their stories. This would be enough.
She starts falling for Lysander's coworker quickly, finding herself charmed by him. His family owned the bakery across the street, running into him one day on her way out of the shop. He was delivering some pastries for an upcoming collab, making sure she was alright before introducing himself. Trey Clover... her coworkers seemed excited by her crush, encouraging her to pursue him.
Yet as they went on dates, Lydia falling for him more, she couldn't help but wonder about Idia... and what a date with him was like. It made her feel guilty, knowing how good her relationship with Trey was. He loved her, he made her happy, all of their friends supported them, and yet...
And yet...
He wasn't... him
Over time the guilt lessens, her happiness grows, she can feel herself getting over him. I love Trey, she thinks, loving him more than she thought possible. Now she could join in with her friends, gushing about Trey and their relationship. Finally, she felt included. Finally, she enjoyed her work.
And then Trey's birthday happened...
"Hey..." Her friend starts, having met up with her for lunch. Lydia focuses her attention on them, waiting for them to continue.
"I think I like Trey now. You don't mind, do you?"
"Oh no, of course not! I think it's great that you like Trey too."
"So you don't mind if I pursue him?"
"Not at all!"
"Oh, great! Thanks. Ever since his birthday, I can't seem to get him out of my head. I really appreciate you letting me have him."
Those words made Lydia pause, having a sinking feeling about their meaning.
"... What?"
"What?"
"What do you mean by me 'letting you have him'?"
"I mean... we can't both have a relationship with him. And you just said I could have him, so..."
"So you want me to end my relationship... with Trey..."
"You will, won't you? You could always start a relationship with someone else."
"... But-"
"Besides that, I like him more. It's only fair."
"... Alright." Lydia mutters reluctantly, unable to look her friend in the eye.
And so her relationship with Trey ends suddenly, so abrupt that her friends are left confused, wondering what had changed.
She scrambles to find someone new, talking with Yuusha about it. There was Ace, who worked at the fast food place down the block. Or Leona, who worked at the diner next door. While Yuusha was supportive, her friend... wasn't, vetoing them both.
"Ace already has so many good relationships, and Leona, really? Do I even have to say it?"
So Lydia was left with no other choice, pursuing someone who she knew her friend would never be interested in...
Silver
He works at the antique shop away from the shopping district, located in an old Victorian house. Most people were intimated by the owner's grandson, Malleus, who resides in the shop. The few who were willing to enter the shop mainly did so for the concerts held in the basement, by a band one of the employee's has.
"That's perfect!" Her friend tells her, clearly pleased with her decision. "I don't know anyone with a relationship with Silver, so he's all yours!"
Their words leave a bitter taste in Lydia's mouth, doing her best to stay positive. Silver was nice, and their relationship was good... she could easily see herself being happy with him. But at this point she just feels miserable, thinking back to how happy she was when she first moved here. Now everything feels so complicated, guilt and frustration plaguing her. She misses the cat cafe, she misses Idia, longing for simpler times.
Maybe I should leave Twisted Wonderland, she thinks, walking out of the coffee shop without a word. She looks back one last time, watching her friends laughing and talking with one another. The sight makes her smile, lingering for a moment before closing the door, leaving the coffee shop behind.
Thank you so much to any of my friends that read this, and again, I hope this helps clear things up. I am no longer friends with this person, but the experience (especially since it's happened before) has left me conflicted. I am grateful for all the amazing and wonderful people I have met through Twisted Wonderland, and the friendships it has given me.
Thank you! ♡
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Hey hey! Welcome!
💕I honestly lose track of all the different stuff I brain rot over: Twisted Wonderland, Houseki no Kuni, TOTK/BOTW, Palia, Baldur's Gate 3, vocaloid, Persona, Signalis, and more! Currently mostly hyper-fixated on Twisted Wonderland.
💕I am NOT currently taking art or writing commissions, requests, trades, or collabs. OC interactions are always open but I do them as small doodles at my own pace.
💕Do not repost art I made unless I made it for a character you own. If I did make it for you, make sure to link me in the post. (Reblogs are welcomed and appreciated!) My art/writing/posts are not available for commercial or AI use.
💕If I don't respond to you, it's probably just because I'm shy or overlooked it accidentally. You're awesome! Don't take it personally. You can find my boundaries and DNIS here.
💕General Info: She/her, ADHD, bi/ace, INFJ, 06/24, tv-14 blog, i do my best to tag spoilers but sometimes forget, lots of oc stuffs, I swear a lot, no anon!!! Not knowing who is who makes me anxious, i use "dude, bro, man, guys," as gender neutral terms so lmk if you're not ok with that!
#boopshoopsoc for original characters,
#boopshoopsramblings for random thoughts and ask replies,
#boopshoopswriting for drafts, fanfic, and character work,
#boopshoopsart for all my art.
#trick or treat week for my 2024 Halloween event.
Links: Spotify, AO3, Toyhouse(<TCOAV spoilers), Artfol (Inactive), Artfight(<spoilers!) Pinterest, ask for my discord if you're interested!
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#intro post#idk how to tag this#???#new to tumblr#introduction#introductory post#blog intro#pinned intro#introducing myself#i kinda learned how to tag maybe???#artblr#art blog#writerblr#writeblr#writing blog#main blog#random bullshit go!#artists on tumblr#boopshoopsoc#boopshoopsramblings#boopshoopswriting#boopshoopsart
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inch resting…?
In one of Vil’s Yasmina Silk lines, he reveals that he didn’t actually visit the Scalding Sands (which is why I guess he doesn’t have associated vignettes or involvement in the actual event story). Rather, Trey bought the outfit for him as a souvenir because apparently (this was never said anywhere else else before) Vil had expressed an interest in the fashion of that country. Vil tells him to stop it because Trey is “spoiling” him (as well as like, everyone else because he’s “too considerate”) 😂 but I guess that doesn’t actually help??
Okay, kind of weird??? I never thought of these two are particularly good enough friends to the point where one of them just buys the other a present for no particular occasion…? They definitely speak on polite terms in some vignettes, but I didn’t get the impression they were good friends. I also kind of understand Trey dumping extra cakes on others because he does it to everyone, but getting a whole outfit for Vil from a foreign country?? That’s not even a “considerate” thing to do, that seems like going above and beyond. I feel like you wouldn’t do that for anyone except a really good friend (especially since it’s mentioned that the fabric is pretty nice quality). If Trey wanted to get something wearable from the Scalding Sands for Vil, he could have just gone with a smaller accessory, no??? Not a whole outfit which costs… who knows how much?? I guess Trey was okay with just asking for an extra outfit (from the Asims)??
Maybe I should revisit those vignettes 😂 and sniff out their friendship…
#twst#twisted wonderland#Trey Clover#Vil Schoenheit#disney twisted wonderland#notes from the writing raven#bruh if Vil never went to the Scalding Sands why does the card and Groovy art look like he did#I like to think Vil used the Film Research Club’s props to do an impromptu photo shoot for funsies/j#that could have been what the vignettes were about (if he actually had any)#I thought it would make more sense if Cater got it for Vil???#you know like in hopes of getting a collab or getting in Vil’s good graces as a fellow Magicammer
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❝ RP AD♡꒱ (09/24)
Hello all!! My name is Onyx and I am in search of a cool, swag, epic roleplay partner (who is 18+) that wants to also be friend outside of rp!! Information on lil ole me!;
I'm 20 years old
I go by she/her (cis female)
10ish+ years of roleplaying/writing under my belt
MOSTLY fast reply time (i sleep a lot :P)
Timezone: EST
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What I write for: ʚ Fluff ʚ Angst ʚ Smut 〰 ʚ OC x CC (double ups ONLY!) ʚ B x B ʚ G x G ʚ NB x NB/G/B [✹IMPORTANT: I do my best to stay away from most yandere stuff, especially stuff dealing with S/A just because of my own personal trauma! Other than that, I can handle most of it!]
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As mentioned earlier in my post, I want to be able to befriend my rp partner! I wanna know how you're doing, if you need to talk, ect.! I just want to be able to grow a friendship and not just a partnership for rp!! I don't bite! I roleplay ONLY ON DISCORD!!! I use to roleplay in tumblr DMs but then notifications wouldn't go through or somehow the DM read itself as opened and I hadn't opened it? It also is a struggle to talk outside of roleplay in tumblr DMs, lol! So because of this, I am a discord only gal!! ⟶ Since the roleplay will be taken place on discord, this means I will making a server so I can organize everything! Different channels include out-of-rp chat, an rp chat, a visuals chat (for outfits, hair styles, ect.), and others!! I've ran into this problem once, but made me realized I've never specified this in my last rp ad! I do a collab type roleplay! This means (in my head) I roleplay in the same rp universe your oc exists in! My oc and your oc could be friends in such universe or just have mutual friends in common, who knows! I've always rp'ed this way and honestly would like to keep it this way, it doesn't make anything confusing. One final thing before I get into fandoms; I don't really care about reply length? I do, but I don't. As long I see you're doing your best to reply, I don't mind! I understand life is busy but you need that shot of dopamine! I always do my best to match my partner's length in reply but typically I do a 1-2 paragraph (various lengths) as a reply. Starters are different though! If I am in charge of the starter, I typically write up and a little past the nitro word limit in discord. Do not fret though! You obviously do not need to match my 6+ paragraph starter, lol!
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Fandom time!! I have a list of all my fandoms [here], but I am super into these right now and am desperately looking for a twst rp !! ☆ Twisted Wonderland ☆ Our Life: Beginnings & Always ☆ Dr. Stone ☆ Jujutsu Kaisen
For any fandoms listed above, here are the characters I'd like if you could play against my OC(s)!; ☓) Malleus Draconia or Trey Clover x Akako ☓) Idia Shroud x Alanis Briar ☓) Lilia Vanrouge x Senki (not a finished OC) - ☓) Baxter Ward or Cove Holden x Atlantis - ☓) Gen x Eden (DRST) ☓) Chrome x Cynthia (DRST) ☓) Ukyo x Anzu (DRST) - ☓) Satoru Gojo or Suguru Geto x Annamaria ☓) Ieiri Shok x Salem ☓) Megumi Fushiguro or Yuta Okkotsu x Eden ╰› Obviously !!! We do not have to use multiple OCs if you do not feel like it! I also see it as playing even-steven in a way, if you're using only one OC, I would like to only use one OC. Just so it's fair!!
✹ If you're interested PLEASE don't be afraid to message me on this account! <3
#anime rp#anime roleplay#anime rp finder#oc rp#oc x canon#roleplay finder#rp finder#Twisted Wonderland rp#Twisted Wonderland roleplay#twst rp#twst roleplay#Our Life rp#Our Life roleplay#Dr Stone rp#Dr Stone roleplay#drst rp#drst roleplay#jjk rp#jjk roleplay#jujutsu kaisen rp#jujutsu kaisen roleplay#game rp#game roleplay#game rp finder#game roleplay finder
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House fire
ROLLO FLAMME — in which one can predict a student exchange program might go south real quick
COLLAB WORK with @unfictinalnightmare for [The chimes of comfort]
CONTENT — takes place after glorious masquerade, our yuusonas (hillary and irene) are yuu, silly shenanigans with hillary and irene, encounter with 3/4 diasomnia oh no D: , little crumbs of mallerene
A/N — lol i have returned for a bit :)
Do reblog or comment if you enjoy my work! ^-^
TAGGINGS — @cloudcountry @identity-theft-101 @xen-blank @esmerulia-chantelle @dove-da-birb @cookiesandbiscuits @vioisgoinginsane @siren-serenity @loser-jpg @axvwriter @edith-is-a-cat @le-monchou @thehollowwriter @taruruchi @cyanide-latte @aqua-beam @ferris-thewheel + others :3
Chapter 1 || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4: Encounter with Diasomnia || Chapter 5 || Chapter 6
After a while of shopping, the group of three humans and one monster returned to Night Raven College.
The students parted ways for the Prefects, but curious eyes followed Rollo with every step he took. Some looked confused, others sent him unpleasant stares. He could tune them out, no problem.
As they arrived back to Ramshackle dorm, however, a situation they didn't expected happened.
"Irene, Morutel, and... Flamme?"
Malleus came to visit the dorm on a whim, as usual. But this time, he had Silver and Sebek with him.
Such a sudden encounter with both parties who didn't like each other to begin with would not end well. And of course, it proceeded to turn into an even bigger mess, much to the Prefect duo's dismay.
"YOU AGAIN!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
Sebek yelled out, making everyone in the vicintiy flinch in surprise.
Grim found his hands flew up to cover his ears from the louder than normal yell. Silver quickly stood in front of Malleus, ready to protect him from Rollo. Said perpetrator of this commotion was watching with a blank stare, silently asking the Righteous Judge why he must curse him with an encounter with Draconia the moment he stepped a foot into NRC.
What a cruel joke fate had set him up with.
"Wait- Sebek, no!"
Hillary was quick to stop Sebek, who was roughly grabbing Rollo by the collar of his shirt, and tried to separate them. Meawhile, Irene, as calm as she could manage, explained what had happened to Malleus and Silver.
Understanding the situation, Malleus only then told Sebek to let go of Rollo. If a fight broke out without being stopped, their two Prefects would rain hell on the student body.
No one wanted to be put through their strange spells and unorthodox potions, never again.
"You are a guest to our school, you should have been treated as such. My apologies for Sebek's rudeness, Flamme." Malleus gave Rollo a simple smile, though it made the hairs on the back of the silverette's neck stand up.
Rollo knew for sure, that smile was anything but sunshine and rainbows. That and the hostile auras exuding from his two knights. However, Rollo couldn't just leave it at that and accept such defeat.
Beside magic, the thing he couldn't stand the most in this world was Night Raven students.
"It's... alright, Draconia. I'm fully aware of how dedicated your guards are to you. I just didn't expect them to be so... hasty."
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"Alright, that's it...!"
At that moment, Irene felt as if something snapped in her. As everyone were stunned from her sudden burst of anger, she threw at Rollo an astounding myriad of harsh words that she wouldn't normally use.
The more she looked at the silverette, the more pissed she was. From their previous trip to Fleur City until now, Irene rant out all her pent up anger on Rollo.
Meanwhile, Hillary had been watching the whole thing like it was her favourite soap opera. Only when Rollo looked as if he would pass out anytime soon from the verbal assault, did she finally went to stop the black-haired girl. She pushed Irene over to Malleus, waiting for her to cool off.
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"That was quite an entertaining sight, Child of Man."
After Irene calmed herself down, she received a round of laughter from Malleus. He didn't expect his Child of Man would have such moments. A bit mean-spirited, sure, but that didn't mean she was any less endearing to him.
"I- Please stop talking, Tsunotarou!!!"
Irene exclaimed in embarrassment, trying in vain to cover her reddened face. Earlier, she was so pissed, she didn't notice her surroundings, and only when Hillary pushed her away did she remember what she did. That was so embarrassing... Why didn't that witch Hillary stop her earlier!?
#irene's writings ♡#twst#twisted wonderland#twst fic#rollo flamme#twst rollo#malleus draconia#twst malleus#sebek zigvolt#twst sebek#twst silver#twst oc#twst ocs#tech child <3#collab ocs#fic collab#the chimes of comfort
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🦇 2023 Halloween Event: DTIYS !! 🦇
(this is not related to the follower goal, its a seperate thing I've been planning)
I collabed with @akitagure on this artwork!
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Welcome to the start of an annual Halloween event! This year, both @akitagure and I have decided to do a dtiys but with a twist!
We want to encourage the fun of drawing with friends, so there will be two winners, one for art collabs and one for solo artworks
Rules, prizes and ref sheet under the cut
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DEADLINE: 31 Oct 2023, 8am(Gmt+8)
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👻 RULES 👻
Get a friend for art collab submission! Or going solo is fun too!
Tag @prylc and @akitagure and add the hashtag #PryAkiSpookyDTIYS
Human and Chibi Vers are allowed
Keep the outfits relatively the same. Any style or pose is fine though!
No restrictions on how you collab with others, do be fair though!
Strictly NO tracing, stealing, copying, and/or AI
NO NSFW. Keep it sfw.
Feel free to draw it for fun after the deadline!
👻 PRIZES 👻
1 Collab Winner - $10 steam gift card or $10 discount for any stream assets/widgets of your choice for each person
1 Solo art piece Winner - a chibi art or a pumpkin ych by @akitagure
2 Honourable Mentions - Cleaned sketch for each person by @prylc
(collabs can include but not limited to: one linearts, the other colours/one draws a part of the artwork, the other draws the other/etc.)
👻 CHARACTER REFS 👻
About Sinner's Wonderland; Alice in Wonderland x Seven deadly sins AU.
Inspired by American McGee Alice and Limbus Company. No proper lore yet, but something along the lines of Alice in Wonderland and Death Parade.
Characters belong to and drawn by @akitagure
And for future events, expect it to revolve around other mediums too! Potentially writing, music, etc. But that's not finalised yet ^^
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Hope you enjoy this little event and remember to have fun!
For any enquiries, you can dm either @akitagure or @prylc (me XD
#No pressure to join ^^ just thought I'd share this with yall since we r hosting it! It's on Instagram and twitter too btwwww#Reblogs are appreciated!!!#anthro#anthro art#my art#digital artist#digital drawing#digital painting#digital art#digital illustration#artist#art#artist on tumblr#artists on tumblr#small artist#oc artwork#dtiyschallenge#draw this in your style#dtiys challenge#dtiys#dtiys art#not undertale related#halloween#halloween event#cats of tumblr#cats#bunnies#seven deadly sins#alice in wonderland#PryAkiSpookyDTIYS
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