#twst lyan

[nunalyan]

Another bad moment.

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Lyan, my twisted wonderland oc.

Will and everyone else with colorful names are Minzi's ocs, except for Edward and Axel (one time they're the other players, @chickennest and @lazullop).

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Just a headcanon I did last night for fun about @minzart twst rpg :)

I'm too anxious for december.

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I can hear the sound of something dripping, something sequential, with the same time interval, again and again... It sounds like the sound of a poorly closed tap, but there is no sink around.

In fact, there is nothing around me, literally nothing. I try to look around, looking for where the supposed drops are coming from, but it's pure pitch, total darkness, a complete lack of light. I feel swallowed by void, I feel like my body isn't mine, like this is a first-person game.

When I slowly turn around and look behind myself, I see where the drip is coming from. Not just one, but more and more drops, falling and hitting the floor, making an agonizing sound of dripping water. Water that clearly looks like dirty slime, or at least that's what I'd bet it would be if I wasn't already aware. Black ink dripping from all of them, running down their faces, dripping from their hands...

Hakan, Edward, Bariki, Corvi, Ajay, Axel, Nicolay, Phobos, Lewis... Even Will, Mal and Grim are part of the huge group of students with monsters made of pure ink behind them, and I feel it. I can feel the pain and reason behind their worst fears and the situations they were exposed to... until they reached this point. My heart hurts, squeezes, breaks, crumples... It's like I'm about to have a panic attack, but my breathing is completely perfect, and I don't feel my hands shaking.

Actually, I can't feel my hands... When I look at myself, I can see nothing but the same ink starting to drip from me. I don't understand... This shouldn't happen. This shouldn't happen to me. I'm not from here, so why...? I didn't do anything wrong. I tried my best. I did my best. So why...?

I don't feel my movements, my limbs, just excruciating pain inside something I don't even know if I can call a body. I'm scared... I wish I could wake up at once...

"Will... Please, help me..."

"I can't hold it anymore..."

- - -

Cute Lyan :D

[vally-rea-art]

I'm obsessed.... @nunaly oc

[nunalyan]

Eu lembrei desse post agora e não consigo mais não imaginar os 3 provocando Will com esse acidente.

LYAN REALMENTE AGINDO COMO SE FOSSE A CRIANÇA DE WILL É ALGO QUE TA ME QUEBRANDO TANTO AGORA PUTA MERDA- "Você.... Você não se lembra de mim, mãe? :"( você não se lembra do papai????? O Malleus vai ficar tão triste..."

Meanwhile in another time:

I'm impatient for December were our table will come back to the twst rpg. So have this brain idea for a scene/arc I want but have no idea if I will do it

Note: characters are not in scale bc I'm lazy.

Ed from @chickennest

Axel from @lazullop

Lyan from @nunaly

[nunalyan]

It's just a bad moment.

@minzart twst Oc - Will.

My own twst oc - Lyan.

Just a silly scenario bc I'm gay and sad and I love minzi with all my heart.

The two characters use all pronouns, I mixed it because YES-

- - -

A soft cry can be heard inside one of the rooms of the Ramshackle Dorm, a tired and continuous cry, almost like a newborn baby.

"I... I can't... This is hard... This hurts me so much... My heart hurts..."

"Shhh... I know, I understand it very well..."

Inside the room, the two magicless humans are sitting on the ruined floor, hugging each other in a warm embrace, trying to rid themselves of some unknown pain inside their own hearts. Will was trying their best to bring their friend some comfort, but Lyan looks so hurt and sick of everything that it makes him wonder if their affection was actually helping somehow.

"Why is this happening to us...? Why...? I miss my dad, I miss him so much... The people here aren't bad, but I am exhausted of battles and screams and those damn magical things!"

"Lyan... There's no other one who understands you better than me about this topic, I swear. I know what you're feeling, I understand your pain... But hey, we need to do our best..."

"We need to do our best?! We almost die everyday! YOU almost die everyday! Look at your scars Will! Look at my face! I... I am so scared of lose you too..."

At that moment, not even Will can stop herself from letting the tears roll down her face, tightening the hug even more. They stroke Lyan's hair, but this makes the poor student cry more. The two hide their faces on each other's neck, leaving the area slightly wet with tears of sadness and despair.

"I would never leave you, ever. Those things are nothing compared to what I experienced before. I would be happy to have thousands of scars if it meant that I would continue living with you and the others here... Besides, I need you here too..."

"Me? A useless piece of shit who can't even help when my friend is having an overblot? Oh sure, everyone needs me, of course."

"I already told you to not talk like that. Lyan, you can't see it but we can. You're such a wonderful person, you try to help us even when everything goes wrong! You help me just with your presence! Do you even know how broke I am inside? It hurts me too, but at least I have you! You're the same as me, you need and DESERVE love and care, and... And you make me feel at home, Lyan..."

The tears are getting strong on both sides, the grip getting tighter and tighter as the warm embrace almost hurts them. This is a difficult situation, not only for Lyan or Will, but for the two of them. Lyan softens the grip more, and comes face to face with his friend.

"My eye hurts, Will... I am tired, sick of it... My presence is nothing wonderful to have. I do everything wrong, I can't even help you when you need it. I am just wasting your time..."

"Liar. Don't you see, Lyan? You're helping me now. You're here with me! And that's what makes me feel better! And YES you help me with the overblots, but fuck them! You help me even when you're silent by my side, you help me when you stroke my hair with your soft hand, you help me when you make stupid jokes and puns about anything! Or when you listen to me speaking about some hyperfixation I've had for more than two hours! Believe me, 90% of people stop listen to me when I talk about Final Fantasy or Kingdom Hearts, BUT YOU'RE THE LOVELY AND ADORABLE IDIOT WHO LISTENS AND EVEN ASKS QUESTIONS! AND GIRL TRUST ME, THIS EYEPATCH MAKES YOU FINE AS HELL OKAY?!"

For a brief moment, Lyan feels his own face heat up a little before laughing at Will's comment. They slowly stop their desperate crying, resting their heads on each other's shoulders, sobbing a little. The silence start to fill the space between them, but it's comfortable, it's warm, like the hug of a mother.

"... Thank you..."

"No need to thank me, it's just the truth."

"No, about... Everything, Will. I'm glad to have you by my side. I also... Feel at home with you. And your scars makes you look fine as hell too."

The laugh that comes out from them is sincere, both the idiots blushing more at their own words. Will stands up, offering his hand to Lyan, who grabs it quickly and stand up too. They quietly walk together, holding hands, with a calm and soft smile after so much painful tears.

"Ice cream?"

"... Ice cream."

"Oh, and... Please, don't talk like that about yourself. That's my best friend you're talking about."

[minzart]

Twst doodles that I don't know what to do about them alone so I'm just gonna put them in one post and call it a day

[vally-rea-art]

with Pietro is platonic relationship, Lyan @nunaly, Will @minzart

been playing with new brushes

[vally-rea-art]

this fucking broke my heart...

It's just a bad moment.

@minzart twst Oc - Will.

My own twst oc - Lyan.

Just a silly scenario bc I'm gay and sad and I love minzi with all my heart.

The two characters use all pronouns, I mixed it because YES-

- - -

A soft cry can be heard inside one of the rooms of the Ramshackle Dorm, a tired and continuous cry, almost like a newborn baby.

"I... I can't... This is hard... This hurts me so much... My heart hurts..."

"Shhh... I know, I understand it very well..."

Inside the room, the two magicless humans are sitting on the ruined floor, hugging each other in a warm embrace, trying to rid themselves of some unknown pain inside their own hearts. Will was trying their best to bring their friend some comfort, but Lyan looks so hurt and sick of everything that it makes him wonder if their affection was actually helping somehow.

"Why is this happening to us...? Why...? I miss my dad, I miss him so much... The people here aren't bad, but I am exhausted of battles and screams and those damn magical things!"

"Lyan... There's no other one who understands you better than me about this topic, I swear. I know what you're feeling, I understand your pain... But hey, we need to do our best..."

"We need to do our best?! We almost die everyday! YOU almost die everyday! Look at your scars Will! Look at my face! I... I am so scared of lose you too..."

At that moment, not even Will can stop herself from letting the tears roll down her face, tightening the hug even more. They stroke Lyan's hair, but this makes the poor student cry more. The two hide their faces on each other's neck, leaving the area slightly wet with tears of sadness and despair.

"I would never leave you, ever. Those things are nothing compared to what I experienced before. I would be happy to have thousands of scars if it meant that I would continue living with you and the others here... Besides, I need you here too..."

"Me? A useless piece of shit who can't even help when my friend is having an overblot? Oh sure, everyone needs me, of course."

"I already told you to not talk like that. Lyan, you can't see it but we can. You're such a wonderful person, you try to help us even when everything goes wrong! You help me just with your presence! Do you even know how broke I am inside? It hurts me too, but at least I have you! You're the same as me, you need and DESERVE love and care, and... And you make me feel at home, Lyan..."

The tears are getting strong on both sides, the grip getting tighter and tighter as the warm embrace almost hurts them. This is a difficult situation, not only for Lyan or Will, but for the two of them. Lyan softens the grip more, and comes face to face with his friend.

"My eye hurts, Will... I am tired, sick of it... My presence is nothing wonderful to have. I do everything wrong, I can't even help you when you need it. I am just wasting your time..."

"Liar. Don't you see, Lyan? You're helping me now. You're here with me! And that's what makes me feel better! And YES you help me with the overblots, but fuck them! You help me even when you're silent by my side, you help me when you stroke my hair with your soft hand, you help me when you make stupid jokes and puns about anything! Or when you listen to me speaking about some hyperfixation I've had for more than two hours! Believe me, 90% of people stop listen to me when I talk about Final Fantasy or Kingdom Hearts, BUT YOU'RE THE LOVELY AND ADORABLE IDIOT WHO LISTENS AND EVEN ASKS QUESTIONS! AND GIRL TRUST ME, THIS EYEPATCH MAKES YOU FINE AS HELL OKAY?!"

For a brief moment, Lyan feels his own face heat up a little before laughing at Will's comment. They slowly stop their desperate crying, resting their heads on each other's shoulders, sobbing a little. The silence start to fill the space between them, but it's comfortable, it's warm, like the hug of a mother.

"... Thank you..."

"No need to thank me, it's just the truth."

"No, about... Everything, Will. I'm glad to have you by my side. I also... Feel at home with you. And your scars makes you look fine as hell too."

The laugh that comes out from them is sincere, both the idiots blushing more at their own words. Will stands up, offering his hand to Lyan, who grabs it quickly and stand up too. They quietly walk together, holding hands, with a calm and soft smile after so much painful tears.

"Ice cream?"

"... Ice cream."

"Oh, and... Please, don't talk like that about yourself. That's my best friend you're talking about."

[minzart]

Meanwhile in another time:

I'm impatient for December were our table will come back to the twst rpg. So have this brain idea for a scene/arc I want but have no idea if I will do it

Note: characters are not in scale bc I'm lazy.

Ed from @chickennest

Axel from @lazullop

Lyan from @nunaly