#twst Neige x oc

[winterillustrates]

To the one Kesari x Neige shipper (aka my sleep paralysis demon. Ily, Lightning McQueen <3)

Kesari’s live reaction to Neige’s fans.

Oh, and Neige is there, too, ig.

[ninjaart-fan]

Part 6

After Neige and the boys took the stranger to the infirmary and the nurse gave them the green light to stay and take care of her overnight, waiting to see if the girl would wake up. Chenya joined the group out of mere curiosity, not really to help, but just to find the most comfortable place to rest and have all the tea.

bonus:

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

parte 7

[ashipiko]

have y’all ever wondered what mario and bowser’s rivalry would look like in twst

[h20milk]

more various blurbs 2021 edition

[gimmeurmoneyagh]

CÈLINE!!!

*broski i lowkey hate her skirt imma change it later, i did not do her justice 😭😭😭compared to me other oc’s she looks so...

𝐂𝐞̀𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥

𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄:

❝Oh... Do you think Deucie* would like this dress?❞

*(yes she and Deuce are that cringe straight couple)

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌: Charlotte La Bouff

𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎:

Class: 1-D

Dorm: Pomefiore

Birthday: August 5,

Age: 16

Height: 5’7

Dominant Hand:

Sexuality: Bisexual and Asexual

Favorite Subject: History of Magic

Hobby: shoppin with her friends, sledding, ski-ing, going to meet and greets

Likes: Deuce Spade, Deuce Spade, Deuce Spade, the number 2, spades, Deuce Spade, window shopping, did she mention Deuce Spade??

Dislikes: Ace Trappola, sexism, people making fun of stereotypically ’girly’ things, people thinking blondes are stupid

Favorite Food: Beignets

Least Favorite Food: Oysters (yuck)

Club: Horse-Riding Club

Homeland: Port Jubilee

Special Skill: throwing parties!!

𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂:

𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒*

*If she kisses someone (it has to be directly on their skin) she can make them fall directly in love with her for 24 hours, wnd make them do whatever she wants

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘:

A hopless romantic type, seems like a stereotypical blonde b*mbo, but she’s actually very smart... when she isn’t busy drooling over Deuce

Encouraging and sympathizes with Epel, but hates the way he treats others he sees as ’girly’

Is a Neige LeBlanche superfan, actually she is THE superfan

𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄:

A pale girl, with a button nose and blue eyes

Blonde!!

Has slightly chubby arms and legs

Fake beauty mark

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃:

It’s hard, hard to have a mom who’s dead, be seen as dumb and spoiled, and be dumb and spoiled.

Unfortunately Daddy, doesn’t think so. He pushes me to greater things, and tells me I can be great. But... Can I? I can beleive Tracy (random tiana oc cameo) can but not me...

She’s smart, pretty, cool, and great at cooking.

I wouldn’t mind her being my Prince Charming, but I don’t have one. I won’t ever have one. I’m just that unremarkable.

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒:

Has ADHD

Loves Deuce (i dunno if you could tell)

Wants to be a fairy-tale princess

May be surprising to some but has many connections with the upper class and royalty to to her kind and fun-loving personality

Had a small crush on Silver and even confessed! But he (kindly) rejected her

Tagging!!!

@babyghoul138 @cheerleaderman @twtysevapr @twtysevapr

@jewelulu @beneathsakurashade @bunniehunn @the-rini-rush

@theolivetree123 @teighveepao @skrimpyskimpy @skibidibabygirl

@cloudiepuffs @kuragebride @4necdote @blood-red-bumblebee

@quartztwst @anonymousplant @gl00myb3arz @imafrealinrainbow478484

@justyoureverydaytwstsimp @angelwishezz @lavanda-fanstamal

@amai-sakura-chan @lpendergast @verysadsnail

lemme know if u wanna be tagged or not!!!

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

✨ let’s do a twst trade ✨

Hello ^^;;

This might be coming out of the blue. I’m typically a very private person and tend to stick with social circles I’m already familiar with.

Recently, I’ve been thinking that it would be nice to put myself out there and interact more! I can get easily overwhelmed, so I thought a good way to go about this is to do a handful of art/writing trades. This keeps the number low and conversation approachable, and I think that’d help slowly ease me into being more comfortable interacting and participating in community events.

***UPDATE: Trades now closed, thank you all for the interest!***

Here are the parameters and other important notes (setting these for my own comfort and lifestyle):

This will be a Twisted Wonderland themed trade because that’s the one thing we can guarantee to have in common.

I’ll write a fic for you! Minimum 1-2k words (but I tend to ramble so it could easily go higher than that), starring at least 2 characters (I can write more, but let’s not go too crazy and ask for all 22 NRC students in one fic).

I CAN write platonic, romantic, angst, fluff, yandere, AUs, etc.

I’m okay with writing any and all TWST characters, including staff, RSA students, family members, and other NPCs.

Of course, OCs are also welcome! I’d love to learn more about yours.

Be prepared with references for your OC(s) if applicable. This could include illustrations, but at the bare minimum should include a written explanation of who the character is, their personality, likes/dislikes, and relationships with canon characters.

There are limits to what I will write, as I am uncomfortable with some subject matters. For example, I’m not willing to write anything pregnancy-related. We can discuss my “no goes” in more detail if we decide to trade!

Upon request, I can do a simple digital piece of art OR a washi tape illustration (you won’t receive the physical piece, just a picture of it) for you. I believe most people know me more for my writing, but I wanted to keep these options on the table!

You trade me a fic of your own OR an artwork of roughly the same quantity/quality. As the saying goes, “what you give is what you get.”

We will talk and agree before we start on our pieces what each of us will generally provide at the end. (For example, a 5k word fic for a full color waist up illustration, 1k word fic for a black-white doodle, etc.)

You have to be okay with receiving a vague prompt. I like to be surprised, so I’ll probably just give you a list of general themes, ideas, and characters I like, then set you loose to see what you come up with.

You can be as specific as you like with your own prompt for me though—I’m flexible. Let me know what you don’t like as well so I can avoid including those elements.

To keep things fair, we’ll both hold onto our pieces and exchange them at the same time.

Regarding my written piece, it will be in a Google Doc for you to access.

This is NOT first come, first serve. I can only realistically take on 3-5 trades at this time depending on interest and complexity. If I turn you down, it’s nothing personal!

Priority will be given to mutuals (chances are that there’s more likely to be common ground if we’re already following each other).

Preference will be given to those indicated as adults in their blog intros/profiles (this is just what vibes the best with my personal communication style)

Be patient!! It may take me a few weeks or more to complete my part.

Be aware that doing a trade with me does NOT necessarily mean we will become best friends, and nor should this be the expectation 😅

If you’re okay with the above and are interested in a trade, please DM me! In your DM, you should indicate some prompts/ideas for what you’d like me to write. Please wait for me to respond; do NOT assume that I’ve accepted the trade request just because you’ve messaged me.

[deluxe-rabbitsu]

MORE PONIES—! ⭐ I've found some old drawings from a few years ago in my mlp phase and it reminded me how fun it is to pony-fy characters! Have some little doodles of these babies 💕

[twst-kumi]

A little reminder that my ask box is open.

[star-fandoms]

Funny interaction between Neige and Raine! I absolutely love hopeless romantic, easily falls in love Neige headcanons, I can just SEE it<-(he who has not even met Neige yet but is so close to) Anyways, I can just imagine the future interactions after this too, Raine would be SO confused about Neige strange behavior towards them now and even more confused if Neige confessed and then Neige like "but you're the one who casted that spell on me?" and Raine just mentally facepalms because like girl wtf did you get yourself into?? But like she HAS to keep up the act that she's actually magic and so she "casts a spell" to make Neige fall out of love with her and it doesn't work. Anywaysies, they're cute or whatever LMAOOOO

[moonyasnow]

Neige and his 210cm Red Kangaroo-Beastman boyfriend, Spike

He's not actually that scary; he just looks scary. he's actually pretty self-conscious about it

Bonus:

[erenspussy420]

Potions Mishap (Neige)

MDNI, 18+ONLY

FEM READER

NSFW SMUT

Word count: 3.1k

Summary: A mishap during potions class had Neige in a rather heated mood. Time to help your poor suffering boyfriend..

It was going to be a long night.

Breathing slowly to calm himself, the effects of the potion sending a wave of heat over him making everything feel stifling. Neige groans, panting soft needy gasps as he grinds into the covers of his bed.

Prince Rielle's act of showing off his prowess of antidotes had backfired greatly. His anti-love potion didn't reverse the effects, but rather enhanced all senses of arousement than reducing anything. It was just a miscalculation! Rielle didn’t mean too despite Jasim’s reprimands, but Neige had taken the brunt of the potions smoke, inhaling it.

 Niege lets out a grunt as he presses his hips into the pillow, letting himself rut into it. It felt good, it's not enough…not enough to ease the desire, that makes him want to bury into something hot and snug. 

To drive him wild with pleasure.

It was so embarrassing! He was lucky the class cleared out before anyone saw him. He was more thankful his dear friends that had potions with him were taken away before they could see him in that state. Thank Merlin!

Professor Ambrose had urgently taken him through the hidden corridors and back to his room, with a dove sent to Night Raven College with a request. What the potion Rielle had made, could not be undone so easily as he feared, rather he needs to let it out….naturally.

Something that aroused him and made him tremble just a bit with shame. He hopes you don’t mind, it was something you both have done more together, past mutual touches and heated kisses. Your hands undoing his belt….he catches the bottom lip between his teeth, feeling a shudder. He had to keep himself from falling into the desires, his body uncomfortably hot in his clothes, he tossed his sweater off and continued to pitifully hump into the pillow.

Neige rolled over onto his side, pressing his nose into the soft fabric of his true love's sweater. The potion had made everything so much stronger- his clothes were dragging against him making his most sensitive parts of him bud, the air nipping at his heating skin, but it was his nose that became the poison to his body. His lover's sweater, left behind in one of their secret meetups, was his weakness, the tempting apple that fed into this maddening desire. He inhales deeply, feeling the ache below become more demanding for attention.

‘Just a touch! Stroke, oh my love your mouth how I need it!, ’Neige ruts into the pillow, gasping louder. The soft fabric drags across his red cheeks, as he breathes into it.

You, your natural scent, drives him to madness.

Neige mummers your name, the yearning in his voice so wanton and heavy with lust. The image of you, his love, his one true love, touching him, kissing his pale skin comes to mind and Neige caves to his desires. To hear your voice whine his name, oh what a wish come true! His hand grazed over his side, shameful in its journey to the throbbing member that became harder to ignore. He bites his lower lip, whimpering into your sweater, rocking into his palm, his cock hard and the beads of precum beginning to soak through. It slides easy, making Neige go mad with his stroke, pumping it thinking of you.

He hopes you arrive swiftly.

.

.

“Now down there straight ahead should be Mr. LeBlanche room,” Headmaster Ambrose pointed down a long corridor, with an urgent finger. He isn’t quite making eye contact with you, keeping his already shaky hands busy, fixing his drooping blue hat and the other shoving a small basket into your hands. You peek under the cloth, seeing peach colored bottles of potions marked clearly in cursive loops, seeing your puzzled look Ambrose coughs," The nurse has set this for you. Um, thank you for coming so swiftly to Mr. LeBlanche’s aide.”

Really weird to be thanked to come fuck your boyfriend, but you digress.

Ambrose clears his throat to get your attention", Please come find us when ... .you're both in condition too.”

“Yes sir,” You said with a two finger salute as you awkwardly turned away from RSA’s headmaster. As you leave, you hear a shimmery poof behind you. Oh thank God, you were hoping he left faster.

You jog quickly to his door, an isolated room in a tower where the most important of students were living. People like royalty– which you are never going to get over being in the same school with some—, rich families and of course celebrities. Neige told you about it before but you never got to see it, till now. His door is a heavy wooden carved door with two large ring handles. Feeling your heartbeat hard against your ribs, taking a deep breath preparing yourself. Brushing your hair in the reflection of the silver ring’s reflection, fixing it from the rush of Crowley pushing you through the mirrors. Smoothing down your own NRC uniform, and a quick breath check, you were ready. The ring is heavy on the wood, but you don’t hear anything, so you call out,”Neige? Neige it’s me! I’m here too, well…”

Your cheeks feel hot,”Neige!”

You wait but don’t hear his voice, but you did hear something. Pressing into the door, you strain your ear, and focus. It's soft, in loud heavy breaths, pressing on you can’t help it— you know this noise. You helped him make such noises before.

A low deep groan, loud enough even you can hear it from outside without strain.

“My love! My beautiful princess—,” Neige calls out your name desperately to enter.

As if it was a magic word, the doors creak and you’re engulfed in a cloud of glitter dust. A heavy thud is heard behind you, the smoke clears and your vision comes. 

And your voice dies in your throat.

‘Holy shit, holy fuck!’ Your eyes are stuck on the sight before you.

Neige who’s iconic sweater is missing, now replaced with one you had left before, the fabric being pushed into his nose as his other hand jerks his swollen veiny cock.

That girthy pink cock, looking so flushed between his pale fingers milking it—

Thick white stripes of cum are splattered on his stomach, his pants gone and his boxers shoved to his knees. His eyes half lidded, a slip of drool down his cheek as his hips chase his fist. You’re too stuck on tracing the way the thick drops of cum fall from his dick with each stroke of his hand, the bottom of his soft pink lips caught between his teeth as his hips….His hips stutter and sutter loud cry breaks free and—

"Oh fuck!" You both cry out as cum gushes out. You swallow, watching the white drops hit the sheets. The white fluid streamed down his length and over his balls. The wicker basket strains in your grip.

Neige gulps down air, his cock softening in his hand, his chest heaving. He turns to her his eyes teary. “My love!”

And watch that dick come back to life.

You didn’t even wait, you chugged that potion immediately

.

.

It tasted sweet, like guava. 

You sat behind him, your sweet boyfriend leaning against you whimpering as even the slightest brush of air made his cock twitch– the poor thing so flushed pink looking ready to burst. Shakily, you reached for the glistening cock, your pussy throbbing in arousal as you grazed it. Neige groans, thrusting immediately at the touch. Neige cries out your name, as you grope his cock, pumping it slowly with soft squeezes. Neige rests his hand on yours, guiding you to pump him faster as he pistons into your fist.

"Suck me!" He gasps, throwing his head back, eyes wide as the dirtiest wishes leave his mouth," please suck me off! I want your lips on my cock so badly! I’ve cum to the thought of your pretty mouth sucking me off!”

You keep pumping, squeezing your thighs for relief as a wetness pooled in your panties. Neige’s confession was making you so excited, you could feel yourself getting wet. Especially the way he groans, his hot cheek pressing into yours as he leaves sloppy kisses on your face.

“Tell me more.” You kiss him, swallowing his needy pants, as he clumsily kisses you.

And Neige obeys.

"I love it when you pull my hair, Merlin. The nights I spent thinking about you! Thinking of your cries of my name. It's dirty. It's dirty but I want you so badly ," he pants, cheeks so hot— beads of sweat drop. You kiss his neck, thumb tracing the slit of his cock’s head. Neige whimpers," Ahhh oh princess, mark me. Please mark me!"

You had to hide a large grin into his hair, with Neige’s career he wouldn't be able to have any love bites or hickies. While you could of course have yours painted with hickies, Niege would always trace them with a pout. But now….

You take full advantage, kissing and licking his neck, over his pulse and sucking at the pale flesh. His skin is flushed pink, as you leave a trail of bites, as Neige moans louder, whimpering his thanks.

As you fully marked his neck, Neige steadily worked his way to undressing you. Turning around to face you, he tosses your clothes aside next to his own discarded clothes. His hands caressing your skin, with a reverent touch. He left your panties on but not your bra. That he took great pleasure ripping off, as he kneaded your breasts, your buds rolled and tugged between the knuckles of his fingers. Moaning, you trail your nails down his back, making Neige whimper as he kisses your collarbone. 

 With each discard of any restraint, you grab his ass and squeeze it, grinding your hips over his bobbing cock, making Neige let out a loud, unashamed whine of your name. He can’t take it anymore!

Neige had you pinned down on his bed and spread open for him. One second you had your skirt the next it was gone. Your heart thumped so hard in your chest, loud drums, as Neige pressed his face into your core, stealing a gasp from you. He didn't notice. He was too busy rubbing his nose into your crotch, eyes shut as he kissed your clothed cunt making your cheeks heat up how tenderly he's treating you. His finger tug at the seam, tracing your lips. His cock was still hard even after so many times he came into your hand.

You smell wonderful.

With the speed of a man possessed, he ripped off your panties, and his greedy tongue split you open as you shut your legs around his head.”Neige!” you squeaked his name.

Neige groans, pulling away just enough to kiss your inner thigh as he makes his way down to you. You came to him, you came to save him from this heat, he should be more loving before he breaks you.

“My princess, forgive me!” Neige said between licks, you taste so divine on his tongue, he could eat you for days if he could,” I waited so long for just a taste of you, I was going mad without you!”

The urgency in his voice made tingles go down you back, you let out another whimper when Niege licked the long stripe from your core up to your clit flickering it with the tip of his tongue. His mouth so replaced it, sucking the sensitive bead. Your hands gripped his hair, as you arched into his mouth, words that were words, you don’t know them. All you knew was the tongue exploring your soaked pussy.

Neige groans as his hair is tugged, his hips grind against the mattress. 

 “Do that again,” Neige commanded, his voice more husky with the tone of authority that made you aroused. Neige looked up at you, the long lashes of his eyes painting him like an angel,” I’m not going to break, my princess, so be rough as you want.”’ 

His fingers dipped in your wet cunt, rubbing up your walls, as his thumb rubbed your clit. Your hands pulled his hair harder, as you mindlessly thrust your hips into his fingers. Neige watches his eyes focused on the way you arch, letting his fingers go deeper, the slackness of your mouth as a groan leaves.

Your juices coat his hand, and the throbbing of his cock is maddening. Don't you know what you do to him? Everything about you, he adores, from the way you breathe when you sleep to the way you twist your mouth at things, the little sway you do when no one is around. The tick in your eye from anger, the way you search for something Neige doesn't understand but he wants too.

Everything….everything…oh how he loves loves loves you so much that it hurts.

His fingers curl pressing into that spongy spot, that makes you gasp and rock— feeling his fingers soak he pulls them away with a string connecting them. So warm, so hot and it smells sweet to him.

His tongue peeks out tasting it, suckling his fingers clean.

Neige pulled away from you, leaving you gasping as your body twitched in the aftershocks of your orgasm. Even with the sinful image of you naked below, your cunt wet because of him, Neige still wasn’t finished. The idol rips off the rest of his clothes that overheated him, and pulls you up by your hips to pull you closer to him. This snapped you out of the high, you looked at him,”Neige, babe?”

“Not done yet,” he murmured, he was not sated just yet, he caressed the dip of your hip,” please please let me finish with you.”

A soft plea, his hands laced together with yours. It was far more sweeter, and chaste unlike what you two had just done.

“Then finish…finish...in me,” you tell him breathless, already trying to push his cock in, impatient you rubbed your wet fold against his head,” hurry and cum in me already!”

“As you wish, my princess,” his voice thick with lust, his eyes warm brown dazed. He breathes in slowly, a low groan leaves him shakily, as the head of his cock pushes into your cunt. You gasp, feeling the fullness in you, stretching your walls. It felt so good. So good oh God. 

Neige’s body shaking, his hand still laced with your’s as you two breathe squirming at the sensations of being squeezed and full. It’s so hard, Neige swallows heavily, its so hard to not immediately fuck you into the sheets. The way your walls wrap so tightly around his cock, wet and hot as he can’t help but whimper as his hips desperately try to push in. The potion might have made him a….Neige’s cheeks burn a dark red,...a bit of a whore as Allen would say. However, Neige will make sure you’re still comfortable, his fingers squeeze your’s. His thumb rubbing over your hand.

A hand rests on the smallness of his back, snapping him out of his thoughts, eyes wide he looks down at you as you begin pushing against him. “W-Well? Don’t get shy on me already,” You tell him grinning,” I’m all yours.”

Neige heart lurches,”Mine?”

“Yours.”

“Yours,” Neige repeated, as he began to move against you, sending a rush of heat over the both of you. You groan, reaching up to him so he could be closer to you, hooking your arms around his neck, you kiss his neck as his thrusts begin to pick up. You’re so wet, so hot and easy to slip into is all Neige can think about as his thrusts become more harsher, more faster as your cries begin to fill the room.

Neige was so enraptured by the pulsing of your pussy, drool slipping down his mouth as you sucked him in more and more. His body pushes into you, hitting deeper and deeper as fluids leak out between you, Neige doesn’t want to stop. If he did he would die without this. He needs it so badly, he needs you so badly, any gentleness that he had left him as his balls begin smacking against your soaked fold. Your sweet Neige pounding you into the bed, as you kiss his jaw, pulling his hair to make him groan.  Your body felt like it was on fire, edging to the end as the head of his veiny cock touched and pushed on the nerves that made you scream.

“NEIGE, OH FUCK—-YES!,” You cry, gripping onto his waist with your legs, pushing your feet under his ass, as Neige folded you in half going right at it like an animal,”Yes! Neige right there! RIGHT THERE!”

The force of the thrusts made his bed creak and the canopy frame shake.

 Neige doesn’t even respond, the ebony haired beauty lost in the sensations of getting his dick soaked in your wet gushing cunt, as your body jolts and squirm, loud ragged breaths coming from you as your cunt squeezes his cock. Neige keeps going chasing the heat building up in his core, feeling the hot fluids soak him makes him go faster, sloppier thrusting as he frantically chases it,” My love! Oh…Oh! Oh I love you so much!”

Feeling the snapping release of his peak, Neige lets out a loud shout of your name, as you feel a hot gush of cum shoot into you. It wasn’t even a small amount either from all the jacking off from earlier, with so much being released you can feel him being pushed out from it. Panting, you mumble trying to keep your head grounded as the afterglow crashes over you. Neige buries into you, his face in your neck as he kisses it weakly, he spoke his voice hoarse,”I-I ….thank you. Thank you my love.”

“Don’t thank me,” You tell him, kissing his sweaty hair,”I came as fast as I could.”

Neige giggles,”’Like a prince in a fairy tale.”

“Exactly,” you laugh, hugging him close. Sighing, you smile thinking finally, Neige has passed the potions effects, though you had to admit you kinda hoped it would last longer. Neige skin is still warm to the touch, and the cum is still stuffed in you, even if you were worried, the potion should be in effect. Shame, you still had more in there, but it’s not as if—-

Neige lets out a needy groan into you neck, a loud whimper as his hips begin to push into your aching cunt. Your eyes snap open in shock.

“Are you hard again?” You squeak.

“Yes,” he whines, he kisses you cheek,”my love…..I need you again.”

Breathing in, you reach for the basket on the dresser.

“Pass me the potion Neige.”

[ninjaart-fan]

Hahaha, the Headcanon that Neige is like a Disney princess, falling in love at first sight with the prefect,feels so fitting to his personality 🤣😝

Part 2~

Bonus:

Though the chaos that's coming when the guys realize what Crowley did...Brace yourself for the storm💚😈

Part 1

Part 3

[sunnysidesevenup]

Me when I see any other twst oc shipped with one of the twst boys: nooooo, you’re so beautiful 😭 run, you’re too good for him omg 😭😭 YOU CAN DO BETTERRRRR

Me pointing directly at Arlo: not you. YOU are the problem here.

[gimmeurmoneyagh]

yumi being a little cringy girl failure falling for every pretty boy she sees

BONUS!! (ew)

[sugarhoneydoodles]

woaaa robin put him down!

[the-ramshackle-yuus]

WELCOME TO THIS SILLY LIL BLOG!!

up there you'll see my persona, basically the description of her and stuff!

this is the side blog/rp blog of @babyghoul138

and this blog will be a rp blog, you'll be able to interact with my ocs at any time, send asks and i'll respond as one of my twst ocs!

you can ask questions DIRECTLY to them or just rp! but you'll have to directly say who your sending the ask too or else ill just respond as an oc of my choosing. EXAMPLES: "hey Stella, what do you like to do?", "ugh, Riddle has been on my back lately, Sidney"

i'll color code the answers like Sidney will be red, Sally will be orange, Katherine will also be red, Grace will be pink, Stella will be purple, Samantha will be blue, and Yuukana will also be pink!

and when i answer i'll just be white!

OTHER RP BLOGS ARE WELCOME BTW!!!

BOUNDERIES: my ocs and myself are minors, even if some are 18 i still am not comfortable with anything nsfw or sexual directed to me or my ocs. the ocs on this blog do a lot of things, a lot of hobbies, so they might not be able to answer fast. please dont spam me if i dont answer an ask. play flirting with my ocs is fine but please remember that they all have boyfriends (except Yukana), but Yukana isnt comfortable with any type of flirting. please be respectful to me and my ocs

the people in this blog:

Sidney is paired with Kalim

Sally is paired with Jade

Katherine is paired with Riddle

Grace is pared with Neige

Stella is paired with Jack

Sam is paired with Ruggie

Yukana is paired with bread

anyways with all that out the way, have fun!