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prince-kallisto · 6 months

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Dire Crowley and The Magician Tarot

🧎Someone connected the countdown art to the tarot cards, and I feel like this had to be purposeful because all the characters match up so well!!!! Please check out this awesome thread for the other characters BUT IM LOSING MY MIND WITH CROWLEY BEING THE MAGICIAN AHCCHHXDHHD YANAAAAAAA

Also if anyone is interested in me making this an series of analyzing the TWST characters with their hypothesized tarot card, let me know! \(//∇//)\

The Magician was first conceived as a swindler or a “sleight of hand” artist. He was all about stage magic and putting up performances and false appearances before becoming the Magician well known today. The Magician heavily represents the concepts of unlimited power and potential and the “unification of the physical and spiritual worlds.”

The Magician is a fascinating tarot card, particularly with its imagery in the Rider-Waite series. Tarot cards have been interpreted many ways throughout history- I’d like to point out that Aleister Crowley, who is believed to be the name inspiration behind Dire Crowley, made his own tarot deck: the “Thoth Tarot.” I’d like to analyze Aleister Crowley and his potential relation to Dire Crowley someday too. But Rider-Waite continues to be the most popular tarot deck in regards to its art. And I find the Magician’s imagery to be VERY foreboding if it really does match up to Crowley.

In the card, The Magician has a cup, a sword, a wand, and pentacle, representing all four suits of the Minor Arcana. In the French suit, these four suits are represented by the clubs, diamonds, hearts, and spades. Interesting considering Heartslabyul exists…these four objects are also reprentative of fire, air, water, and earth. Essentially, the Magician having these four items is representative of his power and his ability to do anything. Again, the implications of the Magician “wielding” all the suits is fascinating for Crowley.

Yes, anything! This is further symbolized by the infinity sign over his head, as the Magician heavily relates to the idea of “eternity” and “infinite possibilities.” Whatever the Magician IMAGINES, it can become real. See how one hand points to the sky and the other points to the ground? It is believed to be a reference to the phrase of “as above, so below,” which is an entire rabbit hole in itself to explain haha. In the Magician card, his pointing essentially means HE is the connection between the Universe above and the earth below. He connects imagination with reality, essentially a conduit. Like the card says, he is capable of anything as long as he can imagine it. Considering how we have different realms in TWST, particularly with Mickey in the mirror and Malleus’ dream world, the Magician being a connector between two worlds is. Interesting 👀 I also think CROWLEY being the one in charge of the Gates/Coffins in the prologue is significant- he may have been the one to summon Yuu into this world. He even says himself that the gates are a representation of your “former” and “new” world.

The eternity symbolism increased with the “belt” around his waist that’s actually a snake eating its own tail. I’ve made an analysis post long ago about NRC’s logo and it’s relation to the ourobous and the caduceus…which Hermes seems to relate to Levan and Meleanor as well.

Speaking of Hermes, the Magician card is related to the planet Mercury, which is the Roman form of the Greek God Hermes. Mercury/Hermes is the god of thieves, travelers, and diplomats. His staff has become a popular iconography for the idea of “health.” And under Mercury, it’s star signs are Virgo and Gemini. If any “Crowley and Levan are twins” theorists out there, there you go with Gemini 🤪 The star signs seem to further reference to “as above, so below,” as Gemini is an air sign while Virgo is an earth sign.

The garden of roses and lily of the valleys around the Magician is believed to be a reference to the Song of Solomon, a biblical song related to lovers. But the garden itself represents how the Magician “cultivates” his power. The Anthology cover depicts roses and thorns around Crowley…hmm. I’d like to add that Crowley is very particular about the apple trees in NRCs courtyard- he takes great pride in them and they are in honor of the Fairest Queen.

Edit: I’d like to add he also refers to the students as “eggs” or “chicks,” and even says himself that he “raised” Malleus into the powerful mage he is today- LIKE HES LITERALLY CULTIVATING THEM. And if he’s behind the Overblots, he’s also cultivating the Overblot stones

The Magician’s white outfit is commonly believed to represent the Magician’s purity, while the red cape represents knowledge, egotism, and revenge- a mixture of the upright and reverse symbolism for the Magician.

And with a quick look at numerology, the number one has always been an iconic symbol for new beginnings. However, the Magician is also connected to the number eight, due to the infinity sign above his head. Again, this is a symbol of eternity- some religious scholars have connected the Magician to the Holy Spirit, which intrigued me because I’ve been on a quest to analyze TWSTs religious symbolism haha.

But I’m sure most of you are more interested in what the Magician actually MEANS in terms of divination, aka the Upright and Reversed meanings. After covering the imagery of this card, you can see how the meanings of this cards is heavily reflected in its art.

When the Magician is upright, it represents desire, willpower, manifestation, and resourcefulness. It is heavily connected with the Fool card (in TWST tarot, the Fool aka 0 would represent MC/Yuu) because while the Fool is a blank slate with potential, the Magician takes that potential and “manifests” it into reality. INTERESTING 👀

However, when reversed, the Magician represents manipulation, cunning, trickery, illusion, and deceptions. The Magician wields his unlimited power to become a trickster for his own selfish means, pretending to have your interests at heart. It feels like a bit of a callback to the Magician originated as the Swindler, who was all about false appearances to trick people. In case y’all haven’t noticed, that’s kinda Crowley’s entire shtick 🤪🤪 He (poorly) pretends to have Yuu’s interests in heart, especially about finding them a way home or getting them food or shelter.

Many diviners have interpreted this card as an obsession with power that will lead to your downfall.

What’s interesting about Crowley’s countdown art is that he’s the only character to be in black and white- everyone else has a pop of color. Additionally, he has a shining white background instead of a matte black. Is this meant to represent that this Crowley art represents him as Reversed? His color scheme and background is quite literally “reversed” from the other characters, so perhaps this countdown art is foreshadowing Crowley’s role in the main story.

The sheer amount of symbolism of power in both the card art and its Upright and Reversed meaning is interesting. Because right now in the main story, Crowley is in this weird position where he DOES have this “unlimited potential.” He can potentially be the most powerful villain Twisted Wonderland has ever seen- and even if he isn’t, the Magician overall has a lot of control and connection between “two worlds.”

Additionally, the emphasis on the Magician’s potential and imagination is really fascinating because CROWLEY himself is the one who speaks about imagination being the source of magic. And if this is something he can apply himself, he would quite literally be like the Magician who can manifest things into reality.

The other TWST boys connect a lot more directly with their tarot card number, but Crowley’s feels like speculation at best. However, as a Crowley theorist, I genuinely feel like this is purposeful foreshadowing, especially considering how Crowley’s art differs from everybody else….

#‘interesting’ was basically my favorite word for this post LMAOO #twisted wonderland #twst #twst theory #twst dire Crowley #twst Crowley #dire Crowley #twst analysis #kallistopost

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ashensgrotto · 11 months

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The Sea's Sacrifice (Part 1)

Characters: AzulAshengrotto / Jade Leech / Floyd Leech x F!Reader

Total Word Count: 14.7k+

Part 1 (You are Here) Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Synopsis: A potential job as a marine biologist’s assistant leaves (Y/N) feeling something fishy going on behind the scene…

Author's Notes: Original Idea came from @merakiui 's annonymous ask with a short story / headcannon -> https://www.tumblr.com/merakiui/684490143936167936/ooohhh-i-love-those-writing-ideas-you-had-for-sea?source=share

and I absolutely love this concept and wanted to take it a step further. I don't write yandere nor fanfiction as much as I did a few years ago. However, I do hope I do this piece justice; I will had links to the next part once it is completed and ready for viewing.

Also, this is a work of fiction. I disagree anyone that justifies the following behaviors which are represented in this fic (if I think of more, I will add them as I go):

rape/non-consent/dub-consent, possessive/controlling/dominating behaviors, and manipulation

Cruel and cold like winds on the seas

Will you ever return to me

Hear my voice sing with the tide

My love will never die

Over waves and deep in the blue

I will give up my heart for you

***

If someone were to tell you that you’d eventually be pulled into the wrong end of the sea by, not one but three, unknown sea creatures - you’d probably laugh your head off, thinking they’ve lost their mind.

But how wrong you’d be.

When you had initially applied to work at Twisted Wonders - an emporium of oddities that were collected and studied by the greatest minds in existence - you thought you’d be taking an everyday desk job; answering phone calls, scheduling tours, directing visitors… that sort of thing.

Never in your right mind would you believe that you would be working alongside the Dire Crowley - director and owner of Twisted Wonders. Mr. Crowley was an acclaimed renowned genius with an air that was both mysterious and alluring. He was approximately 170 cm in height (five feet, seven inches) and wore rich tailored clothing made of silks and leather with gold embroidery and jewels embedded into the vest and belt; of course, he upped his strange allure by consistently wearing a heavy leather overcoat that hung to his frame, decorated in black feathers - real or faux, no one was sure, a top hat that perched on his head, and a mask of black that reminded you of a crow - his arched nose hidden under the long rim of the mask that poked out like a beak.

“Here’s the deal, (Y/N),” Mr. Crowley spoke, reclining back in his desk chair as a pair of golden eyes peered out from behind the mask, “We’ve recently acquired three creatures that need to be observed. My team, however, has been unsuccessful at getting remotely close to studying them. They seem to think that an outsider might have a higher success rate at being able to approach them more than any of us will due to their knowing who we are.”

“So, what is it exactly that you want me to do?”

“I want you to observe them,” Mr. Crowley spoke, pushing a contract towards you, “You will work with my group of scientists for about three months as well as the three creatures. You are to notate anything and everything you see the trio doing - how they eat, sleep, react with each other, and so forth - and document everything for our records, no matter how insignificant it is. If you prove your worth and competence within those three months, you will be moved to another position within the facility of your choosing.”

“And that’s it? That’s all I need to do?”

“That’s it.”

‘Seems pretty easy for a payment of twenty dollars an hour…’ you thought as you looked down at the contract before, “And this is my… compliance, right?”

“That would be correct, as well as a safety and confidentiality agreement,” Mr. Crowley answered, offering a pen in your direction.

You took the instrument and wrote your name across the bottom of the page on the dotted line.

“Alright,” Dire Crowley took the contract and stood, pressing a buzzer on his desk, “with everything in order, I’ll have Grimsley take you to meet Divus Crewel and Mozus Trein - the overseers of our aquatic project.”

“I’m sorry, did you say aquatic?” your eyes widened in surprise.

“Dear me, did I forget to mention that part?” Mr. Crowley tapped his chin, his glowing eyes looking up toward the ceiling before returning to rest on your features, “Our newest arrivals are of the oceanic nature - I’ve never met or seen them myself, however Professor Crewel and Professor Trein will be able to go over the basics with you and introduce you to the trio in question.”

“As long as they don’ forget the good stuff!” a snarky voice spoke from behind.

You turned in your chair toward the door to see the man who must’ve been Grimsley.

He was about 163 cm in height with pale skin and dark gray hair with tufts of flame blue poking out in random directions. His eyes also were flame blue and held mischief in their depths that matched the smirk on his face as a set of sharp teeth peered out from behind thin lips. He wore a suit of black with a vest that matched his hair, a black and white-striped tie, and a white dress shirt. Leather loafers padded softly against the carpeted flooring of Crowley's office as he held out a black leather gloved hand in greeting.

"Grimsley Overblot," the man smiled like a Cheshire cat, "I'm Mr. Crowley's henchman and errand runner here at Twisted Wonders."

"(Y/N) (L/N)," you answer, taking Grimsley's hand with a shake, "pleasure to meet you."

“Grimsley, go ahead and take (Y/N) to see the good professors,” Dire Crowley spoke, a satisfied smile on his features, “I’m sure the two are more than ecstatic to meet her.”

***

As it turns out, both men were ecstatic to meet you - though Professor Trein was a bit more reserved about it versus his partner.

Trein's appearance matched his personality - his posture indicated a "no nonsense" aura as did his unchanging features. His lips would quirk into a small smile before they would fall to a straight line as his dark eyes settled on your uneasy form, as if he enjoyed watching you squirm like a germ under the microscope. He was dressed as any scientist would; a heavy white lab coat that fell to his knees hung around his frame that covered a white dress shirt and charcoal-colored dress pants and loafers. His hair was gray with streaks of white and wrinkles covered every inch of his face and neck. He also wore a set of white pristine gloves and had a cravat around his neck with a singular emerald gem that held the cloth together.

As for his partner, Professor Crewel was a bit more… eccentric. Crewel had a sort of energy about him that reminded you of a young dog - not a puppy, but not an adult either. He was always cocking a smile that bore teeth, chuckling when he patted the top of your head as he called you "puppy." His clothing matched his laidback ideals too - a heavy black and white fur coat with a red silk lining covered the charcoal gray dress shirt and pants. His vest was black on one side, white on the other, and wore a red tie that matched the gloves on his hands.

“So,” Crewel spoke after introductions, pulling a cigarette out of his pants pocket and lighting the object, “any questions before we get you set up?”

“I guess my big question is what exactly will I be working with?” you ask.

“We believe the trio to be mers, but they’re not your typical ones,” Trein explained with a sniff as his features twisted at the smell of Crewel’s smoke, “All three of them have the upper bodies of men, but lower halfs of sea creatures. Two of the three half the lower half of what we believe to be that of a moray eel and the third the lower half of an octopus. The twins are typically more curious of the three, though they can be aggressive. Several of our closest colleagues were attacked by the duo after accidentally disturbing them - their bites have left scars and one of our colleagues actually lost their leg from their attack.”

“... and you don’t think I will?” you had to question, the comment coming out high-pitched.

“Well, moray eels - specifically - will attack only if they have been disturbed,” Crewel answered nonchalantly, “We believe there are similarities between the animals and the mers, which is why we are gathering as much information as we can. We want to know what the similarities and differences are between moray eels and the twins.”

“Okay, but I still don’t see how I won’t get attacked by those two. And what about the third?”

“You won’t be attacked as long as you stay still and don’t make any sudden movements,” Trein answered, “Once they get used to you, you’ll know.”

“As for the third,” Crewel answered, “he’s a cecaelia - half man, half octopus.”

You blink, “Don’t moray eels eat octopi?”

“Typically, yes,” Trein answered, “which is strange, in this case. The trio were originally found off the coast in the Coral Sea - living in harmony with each other. When we brought them here, the moray mers have consistently been surrounding the grotto that is in the enclosure - the cecaelia hiding within and rarely comes out. We think that the cecaelia may have raised the morays, but we’re not completely sure.”

“And it’s been a devil of a time trying to get a glimpse of him too,” Crewel shook his head, eyes rolling to the ceiling.

“You mean you haven’t seen him? Not once?”

“I saw him when he was first brought into the enclosure,” Trein sighed, “however, it was dark and I couldn’t see him very well - the eels could be seen because of the bioluminescence that exists within their bodies, allowing us to see their figures.”

“Speaking of which, come,” Crewel rested a hand to the small of your back, “let’s get you acquainted with our aquatic trio, hm?”

Crewel and Trein led you to the opposite end of their laboratory where a large glass wall stood with a set of double doors that led to what appeared to be the edge of a massive pool. Once inside, the smell of fish and humidity tickled your nose as the sound of lapping of water reverberated in the slightly dimmed room; the only light being illuminated from the pool itself. The gray walls stretched high, the ceiling covered by long triangular beams that permitted the echoes of voices and lapping water in the room. One the far left was a coat rack and a small freezer with a large fan blowing the heated air around the room.

“When you come in - which will be about six-thirty each morning, you’ll hang your coat on the rack and put your lunch in the freezer before feeding your charges,” Crewel explained, walking over to the freezer and lifting the lid, “We always restock the food the night before, so you don’t have to worry about not having anything in here for the day. There will be nine buckets total in the freezer - three for the morning, three for noon, three for dinner - so make sure you dump all three buckets in the water, but don’t toss the actual bucket into the water.”

“What’s in them?” you ask, wrinkling your nose at the mixture within the buckets.

“A collection of shellfish - shrimp, crab, clam, lobster - and assorted fish are what they primarily eat,” Crewel answered as he closed the lid to the freezer, “We’ve tried feeding the moray twins octopi - but they refuse to touch it and often threw it at the feeders when they came in. Also, feel free to wear something comfortable. The water temperature varies from 45℉ to as low as 39℉ so we have to offset that with the atmosphere in our enclosure here at approximately 77℉ to 85℉ - never mind that one of the twins likes to splash newcomers right off the bat.”

“So, shorts are ok?”

“Shorts would be preferred, so yes,” Crewel nodded.

“But not too short - lower thigh length to knee length is acceptable,” Trein chided, “you are also permitted to wear sandals within the enclosure as well as a t-shirt or tank top due to the humidity. However, if you do choose sandals and tank tops - please bring a spare pair of tennis shoes to wear on the way in and on the way out as closed toed and heels are required within the labs and main building as well as something to keep your shoulders covered; this is a place of employment, not enjoyment.”

When you nod, Trein continued.

“After you feed them their breakfast, take a seat and use the notebooks over here to document any findings,” Trein walks to the opposite end of the enclosure, opening a locker filled with office supplies, “Take whatever you think you might need for the day and have a seat at the edge of the pool and begin your observations. It might take a few days before one of the twins actually approaches you, but once they do, you should be able to start the observations with no problems. During your first few days, remember to stay still - morays attack when startled or provoked, which we don’t want to happen. You’ll let them come to you and, hopefully once you get acquainted, you’ll be able to do your observations with no trouble at all.”

“Alright.”

“Your shift will be twelve hours total,” Trein also explained, “you will be expected to eat lunch with the trio and feed them their supper before you leave for the night at six pm and place any of your notes back in the locker here for Crewel or I to collect at the end of the day. When you leave, make sure the door is locked. Typically, we will be here until eight, so we often check the door on our way out - but just so you are aware, the door does get stuck on occasion; you may need to knock on the door a few times and one of us or our staff will get you out.”

You nod again.

“Alright, are there any questions?” Crewel asked.

“No, I think I’ve got it.”

“Very well,” Trein smiles, “We’ll see you tomorrow at six sharp - no later.”

“Thank you very much for this opportunity,” you bow your head to both of them before shaking each of their offered hands as the two escorted you out of the enclosure - none of you aware of the two sets of heterochromia eyes that watched your figure from below the water’s surface.

***

One week passes slowly as you go through the motions as the Twisted Wonders aquatic observer.

Every morning, you arrive at quarter to six and greet Crewel and Trein at their laboratory doors. After they unlock and head into their own offices, you make your way to the enclosure and place your bag on the coat rack and the brown paper bag that contains your lunch in the freezer before hauling out the three of the nine gallon-sized buckets one at a time and dump the contents into the water, watching a little bit to see if anything will appear to snatch up a meal as the fish disappear into the murky depths of the pool. After watching the last piece of morsel disappear into the depths, you turn toward the locker, grabbing notebooks, pens and anything else you think you need and take a seat at the edge of the pool.

As the hours pass by, you jot notes down about anything you see - which is nothing.

7:30am: Ripples of water, no sign of the creatures

10:30am: Still no sign of the creatures

12:30pm: Fed mers, no sign of breaking the surface yet - maybe they know I am waiting for them and want nothing to do with me?

2:30pm: Still no sign

4:30pm: I heard a splash, but saw nothing. Maybe they’re nervous?

6:00pm: Fed the mers their supper - Hoping to get a sign of them before I leave today.

Day after day after day, the notes were the same: No sign. No sign. No sign.

By the end of the first week, you were beginning to wonder if you actually would ever see the creatures or if they even existed - or even, heaven forbid, if you were a test subject yourself for believing that there were mers that lived in the enclosure.

When Saturday morning came, you trudged into the enclosure with a heavy sigh and slowly began to begin the day’s events. Everything you did now seemed slower as the hope of seeing something otherworldly began to diminish like smoke. You pulled the first bucket of food out of the freezer and brought it to the edge of the pool, dumping the contents in before standing to return the bucket to the side of the freezer when something slimy and light hit the back of your head. Your hand instinctively reached up and brushed the hair behind your head, feeling traces of water and slime. You looked down to see what hit you, finding the bottom half of an unidentifiable colored fish laying behind you.

Your eyes shifted to look out into the pool - but no movement or any indication that something had thrown the half of the fish at you could be seen.

‘Maybe I’m just imagining things,’ you thought as a sigh escaped your lips, picking up the fish and dropping it into the second bucket before it was dumped over the edge of the pool as well.

As you turned your back to grab the last bucket, again something smacked against the back of your head, a clicking sound following shortly afterwards.

‘Ok,’ you thought, a slight smirk appearing on your features as you picked up the large hunk of lobster from the ground, ‘whoever or whatever you are, I’m assuming you want to play. Well, let’s play.’

You grab the last bucket and dump the contents into the water and kneel at the edge - watching like a cat watches a mouse before pouncing. A few moments pass before you feel your back begin to strain, forcing you to stand. As you do, a whole king prawn nearly smacks you in the face as another round of clicking echoes in the enclosure. You whip your face toward the pool, just in time to see two sets of eyes watching you.

Silence defends the enclosure as the three of you stare in silence at one another.

Your heart races as you realize that the creatures staring at you must be the twins.

You can’t see them completely - their entire bodies are hidden under the water while the tops of their heads and their eyes are the only thing being seen from your position at the edge of the pool as they regard you from a few meters away - but you can see that they are nearly mirrors of each other.

They both have skin the color of seaweed with short hair to match - a longer piece the color of deep sea teal arching in the front of their faces. Instead of human ears, they have fins - likely hiding the gills they use to breathe underwater behind them. The one on your left appears to be more cautious than their twin on the right - their eyes are sharp, their right colored brown and left colored gold, and watching every movement you make as if calculating whether to attack you or not. The one on your right appeared to have more of a droopy expression on their face, their lower eyelids dropping into a bored expression, but their gaze is still sharp. Like their twin, their eyes are different colors - the left colored brown and the right colored gold instead.

You swallow thickly, unsure of what to do exactly.

Moray eels attack if provoked, you recalled Crewel saying, so you didn’t want to make any sudden movements in case they read it wrong and attempt anything. However, it seems that the decision is quickly made when the one on your right slowly approaches the edge of the pool. You stay as still as possible as they approach, their eyes locked on yours as if in a trance.

When they reach the edge, you can see the length of his body in the murky depths. His skin is a darker seaweed teal with little stripe patterns on his cheekbones and arms - with likely more on his lower body hidden deeper in the depths. Large fins poke out from his lower arms, giving him and his brother the ability to glide through the water quickly. You couldn’t see his tail, but if you had to guess - you thought he could be approximately six feet in length or longer.

Then, salted sea water covers your entire body, causing you to sputter at the surprise at getting splashed as the moray mer peeled in laughter. His brother follows up with three sharp clicks before the duo disappear under the water, leaving you to wonder what in the world just happened.

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cupids-chamber · 1 year

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❝ 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐆𝐎 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝟎 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍.. ❤ .ᐟ ❞ A winter day before the holidays with the twst men + staff - Ortho.

GENDER NEUTRAL READER

The snow fell, a thick layer of white covering the ground, winter was here.

Sitting together by the fireplace, entangled between each other, underneath thick blankets. He wishes for nothing more but to make this moment last, breathing your scent, the specific scent of your favorite shampoo filling his senses.

He love's these moments under the comfort of your own home, together.. The way your eyes stare at him, filled with love and adoration, makes his heart flutter.

"I think the hot chocolates ready.. I'll go get it" mumbling out a response, he watches you leave. He already misses your warmth, despite it being a simple moment.

Watching your smile as you greet him softly, as you hand him his cup. Your voice is as lovely as the saints above.

Drinking your beverages together, conversing about other holiday plans, cuddling.

The matching cups were long forgotten by the sleeping couple, cuddling up to each other on the couch, silence filling the room.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, Malleus Draconia, Epel Felmier, RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS, Vil Schoenheit, Divus Crewel,

He loved seeing you smile as you threw another snowball at him, laughing along with you as he threw another snowball at your direction, purposely missing. He loved to hear your little giggle as the snowball hit him.

Your prideful smile when you win your little snowball fight, he cant help but bathe in your happiness. He hopes you can continue smiling this brightly everyday... with him..

Hugging you from behind, watching your face go from shock too happy as you face him.. "I love you" he murmured to himself, as the sound of your laughter filled his ears. He doesn't know if you heard him, but knowing you return the feeling is enough for him.. Cheekily pecking you in the lips, and watching your reactions change once more.

CATER DIAMOND, Jack Howl, Neige Le Blanche, ROOK HUNT, Jade Leech, Dire Crowley

The two of you were building snowmen, playfully fighting about who would finish first. Joking around with each other as you roll out the snow.

He watches you struggle to move the larger snowball onto the snowman's base, letting out a sigh he helps you. Grinning as you complain about the sudden takeover, you looked so adorable, puffed cheeks and pouting.

Watching you rush in the house after you finish with your snowman, most likely grabbing things to decorate the snowman with.

At the very end of the day, the couple looked out the window drinking tea together, looking at the two snowman, standing close to one another, wearing the same scarf. "I won.. you know what that means" you raise a brow at his words, "You owe me a kiss!"

ACE TRAPPOLA, Floyd Leech, Ruggie Bucchi, LILIA VANROUGE, Kalim Al-Asim, VIL SCHOENHEIT, Sam

The two of you picked out the cookie cutters together, baking and putting together the ingredients. Playfully arguing about which flavor is better, what types of sprinkles to use.

He couldn't help but look at your form, trying ever so carefully to decorate each cookie with diligence and love. The smell of baked goods and cinnamon filling the room.

He takes his time placing each carefully decorated cooking on the display, ready to eat. Just the two of you together.

Settling down on the table, the two of you argued once more about who would eat the first cookie, he can't help but chuckle when you stuff your face full with the treats.. "You're adorable.. you know that?"

TREY CLOVER, Jamil Viper, Azul Ashengrotto, SEBEK ZIGVOLT, Che'nya, Ashton Vargas,

Staying up late together, just talking and indulging yourself, the cold from the outside world having no affect in-between the two of you.

Buried under the sheets, hugging and cuddling. The warmth shared equally amongst you both. Tired yet so energetic, the two of he can't get enough of you.

He'll patiently wait till your asleep to fall asleep himself, seeing your sleeping form, eyes shut yet at ease in his presence, gives him a feeling of euphoric bliss.

"Y/n..! Y/n..?!" he calls out your name softly, only to find you asleep in his arms, he let's out a deep sigh and then a smile forms on his face. "Good night love" he says as he himself slowly closes his eyes, wrapping his arms around you a bit more.

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS, Idia Shroud, Epel Felmier, SILVER, Mozus Trien, Deuce Spade

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blackbutlerfandomnerddomain · 8 months

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NRC having the future selves come over and Future Jamil pulled Jamil aside and told him to get Kalim checked by a doctor outside of the family cause he has depression and anxiety.

OKAY, so, I was working on this until Tumblr decided to be a but and eat it while I was in the middle of typing it.

I decided for this lovely piece I am going to try and make it Kalim Harem ship worthy cause it's my ask and my blog so my rules. I also am going to do a little different in writing so if you were purely expecting just headcanons I apologize boo

WARNING: This Fic will touch on Depression, Anxiety, Emotional and Mental Abuse of a Child of legal minor under 20! It will also be very shippy and might have suggestive dialog so if you can't handle these warnings or the ship than please calmly click off and don't comment on my post about you not supporting the ship

NOW ONTO THE ASK!

Night Raven Collage Mirror Chamber - Day

The Mirror Chamber was buzzing in eager joy as students talk among themselves in many floods of seven known colors behind their seven dorm leaders to guide them ahead to listen to their Headmaster, a Sir Dire Crowley in all his glitter covered feathers and glory, who stands in front of hall and clears his through before speaking out in a might voice, "Today is a day you have all been waiting for, the day many of dorm heads and students have witnessed and treasured the memories from this forth beyond, the day you all will have the answers of your biggest questions; Who will I be in the future after Night Raven Collage?" As the bird man speaks for everyone to hear, a pair of ruby reds glance across the room, a smile on a cute youthful face of sunshine warmth as those eyes clash with many colors and shades of the rainbow across the room of faces that make his eager heart flutter. Kalim, the dorm head of Scarabia and heir to many riches and titles from the Asim Family once he graduates, was like everyone else in the room who are eager and excited for the joys of meeting his future self. Thoughts race his head, Will I look different? I wonder what Jamil will do? I wondering if Azul opened a restaurant of his own. I bet Leona had some kids, he's real good with kids! Then, a sticky thought crept in the back of his head-

You know they might not want you in the future...

Kalim's eyes, once bright and shining now dimmed, slowly look down to the floor as he feels many sharp nails dig into his skin with allowance as the voice croaks more, You're annoying, you're slow, you're loud, you don't understand the struggles they all go through... They're better off not dealing with you in the future... The young heir tried to shake the voice away as the voices of his father and step-mother rang with the claws digging into him, the voices of his father and step-mother after he first brought up these... thoughts of always weighing down his mood and how he feels no one would care if he...was gone...The voices of his father and step-mother telling he's "over reaching" and "Everyone feels sad Kalim, your sadness doesn't make it different" and "it's those people from Night Raven putting twisted ideas in your head, aren't they? You should break from them, we can be the family you need"

Then, a gentle hand cupping his breaks him out of the thoughts and pains. He glance down and sees Jamil's hand before looking into Jamil's soft worry cole-colored eyes.

Jamil, Scarabia's vice-dorm leader and servant boy of the Asim family and Kalim's closest companion he has, squeezes his hand softly as his eyes show he's waiting for his answer. Kalim smiles and squeezes back, his voice low to not dare interrupt their head master in his speech, "I'm fine. Just thinking on how cool this is." Jamil smiles fondly in response before the two looked up and clued back into the speech, "Now as you all know you have free reign of questions to ask your future selves, however you must be held limits of these questions I'm afraid. No questions of who you get married if you get married, no questions of your future children if you have any, and no questions of what is happening in their year as these questions might alter not only your futures but the futures of others. Now if that's settled, all seven dorm heads please step forth."

Kalim smiles as he steps forward, along side him are the foot steps of the other dorm leaders from the beautiful rose red hair to the yellow waist coat of opposite build, from wonderful ocean blue eyes behind glasses mixing with the desert browns and reds he himself wear, from the elegant stance of violet in confidence to the slightly slouched mess of fiery blue hair that whisp and curls slightly in emotion, all the way to the beautiful greens and blacks that wrap perfectly with a man holding his head high. All seven stand near each other in the same platform as their silly head master and the great mirror that floats before them all. Crowley slowly pours out a vile of glittering white into the mirror's small fountain pool of green and watches as it bubbles as his voice speaks, "Great Dark Mirror, come forth those who's souls shall be summoned, 10 years pass today, for the next 48 hours let them roam here."

The room fell silent as they all watched closely as the mirror started to shine brighter, growing brighter as the mirror's fountain bubbled and floated around the rim in frozen dew drops. In response of the scene Leona reached and grabs hold of Riddle's hand in a sudden grip, the sudden physicals affection didn't go unnoticed by the other dorm leaders of course judging by their eyes and Azul's small sly smile of tease. The mirror shined brighter then what it was before, causing many gasps and eyes covered or blocking the light, the scents of many things trapping the air as the noses of those involved get consumed by the scents,

Finally, after what felt like forever, the light dimmed greatly as foot steps echo the hall. Eyes slowly opened and looked after the blurry effects ward off, small gasps and whispers echoing off the crowd behind as they couldn't help but stare at these seven men standing in front of them almost in perfect unison. The red hair, The ears and tail, The glasses, The eyes, The hair made of fire, The face and beauty, The horns-

There stands perfect fine and still with same looks of awe are this year's seven dorm leaders 10 years older and wiser across from them seven dorm leaders now...

It started a few weeks prior, with the dorm leaders and their vice dorm heads in a meeting as usual with their school's head master, a Sir Dire Crowley, who told them of the tradition the previous decade of school students and staff did; The Two Days The Students' Future Selves Will Spend With Them

It was a crazy thing to hear but it seem to have happened before so who are they to question it?

They were all given papers to pass around their dorms so their dorm mates and classmates had time to prepare for the big day

Everyone soon met their older selves after the dorm leaders met theirs's

Everyone's surprised on Older Ortho's heigh and deeper voice

People are staring in complete awe on how more beautiful Vil, Azul, Kalim, Jamil, and Diasmonia got after ten years

Idia and the rest of his dorm were taken aback with Future Idia's better speaking skills and confidence and the brief mention of his business he owns and runs

Epel was proud to see he got taller and has muscles finally-

Riddle was pleased to see how well he grew after all this time

The first day was each dorm taking their future selves to the dorm and let them enjoy memory lane and nostalgia of their youths

That was fun as some realize nothing truly change while some notice there's some differences on the group and now

Future Idia and now Idia did a dorm wide gaming contest

Future Ortho and present day Ortho talk about video games and Future Ortho mentions Ortho might be married to someone lovely and that he has many nieces and nephews from his brother and his marriage

Riddle fed the hedgehogs with his future self

Jamil gets informed he's now married with some little ones and saw the world

Kalim and his future self are having a good time throwing a party

Leona was surprised to hear he has kids in the future

Ruggie's future self mentioned he takes mountains climbing missions which confuses him

Jack is glad to hear he has a bigger family in the future

It took a lot of Octavinelle to beg for information of "WHO MARRIED ME/US?!"

Vil and Rook enjoyed seeing not much has changed since now as they hear and watch the older versions of the two still call each other nicknames and enjoy their company

Diasmonia were so impressed with the older guests, shock even to find out Future!Lilia cooks now!

Second day the future selves would spend the entire school day with their youthful selves with some fun activities the teachers have set up for them

Many were shocked to find future Azul, Idia, Epel, and Riddle are great at physical education in spite of the present versions barely passing minus changing clothes or not as great levels as these men.

When asked how/why, they only answer this, "That's the best part of having a active and patient partner" which makes everyone wonder more who the Hell did they marry

As the day drew closer to a close, Future Jamil pulls Jamil aside and-

"You need to take Kalim to the doctors." "Wha-Why? I-Is Kalim sick-" "He isn't sick, he just...he has something going on. You have to bring him to the doctor and get him diagnose fast. Take him to someone far away from his family, that includes the doctor you both have been seeing since childhood!"

Working fast, Jamil finds Kalim and drags him to the nurse's office

The others followed after they saw the worry expression of their usually calm Jamil's eyes

After a while the nurse let Kalim go with a pill bottle and a slip of paper

"What is happened Kalim?" Ace asked worried. Kalim doesn't look up at any of them, swallowing a harsh lump of salt before he slowly does look up with trembling hands, tears threatening to burst from the seems, "S-Sometimes...I...I get sad... Like...you are all better off without me...holding anyone back...B-but it's fine, B-Baba said this'll go away soon and-" He was silence as Jamil's arms wrap around in a tight grip, like a snake holding a mouse close but not in a way to cause harm. As soon as the hug started and those ruby eyes sees the sadden and worry expression of the others those rubies crack and tears poured out as Kalim's shoulder shake and his mouth trembles out soft sobs

After he calms down the 21 students walked back to Scarabia where they cuddled, ate, and drank while talking about their two days back and forth, some (Azul and Riddle) making theories of what could be happening in the future until Deuce, who's snuggling against a drossy Silver, said, "Well there's one way to find out I guess, we have to just go with the flow of life..."

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pinkpruneclodwolf · 2 years

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Sorry to bother you.

What do you think about this theory?

https://the-hetchia-universe.tumblr.com/post/663097967298985984/twisted-wonderland-director-crowley-this-is-the

Your posts and analyses are simply an amazing literary masterpiece for my heart!!

There were many thoughts that Crowley is the main "villain" of the story, and not Malleus as most assume.

Thanks!! Have a good day!

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UWWAAAA!!!

THIS THEORY IS BLOWING ME OUT OF THE WATER OMGGG??!!?!??!

Bother me anytime bc this is amazing!!

No no, bc it really nails some things on the head for me. While I'm not well versed in all things Disney, finding out that there is a character named Phantom Blot two combination terms that center around Overblot and the theory that Crowley may he behind it as well as the novel sussing Crowley out times 10???

GOOD FOOD!

And the thing is, Phantom Blot fits Croeley so well!

"The Phantom prefers to pull the strings, rather than take direct part."

"The Phantom Blob/The spot even ordered Mickey himself to act like a criminal to frame him"

"The Phantom's ways of persuading others to follow him include using their own greed, promising them the means of revenge, or blackmailing them."

"He likes to seduce citizens who have no criminal record, to act as his agents."

"He's an escape master."

JUST LOOK AT THE EVIDENCE!!!

I also want to point out frame as well! I have a theory that Crowley may have something to do with why Mickey is in the Mirror in the first place and Mickey, who employed Chief O'Hara, is basically employing Yuu to investigate.

However, Crowley already has the control here considering Yuu is chalking up the dreams as just that, Dreams!

We actually don't see much of Dire except for when things are ab to go down. In Heartslabyul he suggested that Ace and Deuce duel Riddle, subsequently leading to Riddle Overblotting. Dire was the one to suggest that Malleus get inducted into the Hall of Fame leading to Leona accumulating more Blot. Dire employed Yuu to talk to Azul leading to Leona coming into the fray and disintegrating all of Azul's work and so on! And even when Dire isn't directly interacting (4, 5 iirc, 6) the characters still act as proxies.

He is pulling the thread without having to take direct part! Which ties into my Chapter 7 theory that fae and weaving are intrinsically tied together, the Port Fest event practically proves that when Malleus outright tells Yuu that weaving is a huge part of their culture, not to mention Sleeping Beauty is practically based around that lore!

Now let's talk about NRC:

As we know, based on the novel, 10% of humans only have a basic affinity for magic, those who have a high affinity for magic still aren't guaranteed to be accepted into prestigious mage schools meaning that each and every student in Night Raven has a high sense of pride and ego.

As well as greed.

Riddle ran rampant beheading people. Leona couldn't fathom the idea of Malleus taking what he believed was his. Azul hoarded the golden contracts and enslaved 225. Jamil literally lusts for power and even revenge at a point. His Fairy Gala line states out right: "This is what it feels like to have power". Vil ran Ramshackle like it was his own, policing what Ace and Deuce could eat, Vil reins over Epel to the point that he cant even speak his own dialect!! Idia wanted to rewrite the world. Greed and power is such an intrinsic part of Night Raven students it's a wonder they bottle their emotions up like that.

Thing is, Crowley does seduce Grim (and Yuu by proxy) many times in fact, remember in the prologue? When he offered Grim an opportunity to stay on campus only to find out they'd become janitors? Or in Savanaclaw when he offered that Grim could possibly partake in Magift Tournament? Not to mention how easily swayed Grim is when it comes to tuna?

Yuu goes along with the ride bc they have no one to turn to and they are stuck in a different world, Dire knows as much and so by using Grim he's using Yuu.

DUDE HITTING THE NAIL ON THE COFFIN WITH THE "HE'S AN ESCAPE ARTIST"

Because in game, Crowley flies in and out of lessens when you gain enough stars!! Crowley drops crucial information and fucking dips each and everytime! Chapter 6 had Dire getting investigated off screen like what???

I genuinely believe that while Dire Crowley has many more ties to who he was twisted from, Alesteir Crowley dubbed the "wickedest man in the world" he has so many more bases and its a crying shame that he isn't getting investigated more! Because those seven keys, the mirror paraphernalia, the top hat he and the Ghosts share???

Food for thought I'm telling you.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst theory #scream into the void and i'll answer #@emyluwinter #thank you so much!!!!!#these submissions give me life I'm telling you!#thing is Dire needs to be investigated more bc a lot of things arent adding up ab him #when he gives Yuu the ghost camera he states how old it is but when ace calls him old he deflects #i wonder what Crowley has seen #and his relationship with Lilia bc i noticed that Dire is partial to Malleus #partial enough to put him in the hall of fame partial enough to talk to him personally ab putting him in the hall of fame #food for thought srsly

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mellowshipsu · 2 years

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May I ask for a ship?

- I go by she/they

- my mbti is infp 4w5

- I am shy and horrible at eye contact with most people but I can be loud if I’m comfortable enough

- I tend to act reserved and stoic in school but at home or around close friends I let myself be lazy and make a lot of jokes

- I like to draw, play games, write, watch videos or anime and listen to music

- I make coffee as a hobby but I don’t like drinking it

- I dislike jumpscares and awkward conversations

- I struggle with a lot of self doubt which causes me to be perfectionistic and have trouble consoling others

- Physical touch is my love language

That’s all i could think of, I hope that’s enough

Life was cruel to him when he was young.

Kids made fun of him like it was so much fun.

When he sees you, you become a part of his treasure trove.

You're the other half of his coin, ---

Azul Ashengrotto!

(Image by: twisted-rubbish-bin)

Azul was trying to promote the Monstro Lounge on Magicam, but that was much harder than it looked. So he scrolled down to NCR students profiles and came across yours. You had a thousand followers. How unusual. Curious he clicked on your profile and saw your various latte art and cute cookies you made.

That's it! You were going to make him more business!

He then told Jade and Floyd to go and find you. Which they went out and did. Was it scary to have two 6-foot tall lanky boys with scary teeth dressed like mafiosos, come and bust into your dorm in the evening? Yes. And your fear worsened when Floyd picked you up like a captured princess while Jade reassured you nothing bad will happen. Of course you thought something bad was gonna happen!

So you sat scared in the Monstro Lounge as Jade brought you a nice iced tea for you to drink. When Azul came he sat in front of you and pulled out his phone and laid the contract on the table in front of you. He showed you your latte art and asked if you could do ocean themes. Fish, seashells, waves. You nodded and Azul then gave you a pen. He wanted you to be his barista once a week on Friday to do the latte art and cookies. You respectfully refused, not wanting to be a part of his scheme.

Azul pushed his glasses back, "What a shame. And here I was going to offer you free meals till your contract ended. I thought that would help you with your debt to Dire Crowley, with your food tab being so high and all."

Darn... He was right. Free food does sound nice and not owing Crowley more money sounded nicer. So you looked at the contract again, it was only for three months. 15 Fridays. You can do that. You then took the pen and wrote your signature. You were now employed by Azul Ashengrotto.

The first Friday you worked was simple. You made cookies shaped like sand dollars and your latte art was sea turtles and stingrays. Not a big crowd, but decent sales.

The next Friday was a bit better. You made cookies shaped as various sea shells with latte art to match. Monstro Lounge's Magicam likes started to grow.

The third Friday you had a large crowd. You made crab shaped cookies with crab and lobster latte art. Azul was quite pleased with the results of your labor.

After work, you were invited to eat seafood pizza with Azul, Jade, and Floyd as a mini celebration of a great sale. You giggled at Floyd's antics at teasing Azul and Jade's gaslighting. Spending time with them wasn't so bad. It was nice seeing their more human side.

At school they became more friendly towards you. They kind of lured behind you to see if you were okay, or giving away your latte art secrets. One day Savanaclaw students came to bother you, they wanted you to give them free cookies or something dumb like that. Azul magically was behind you with a smile, telling them to please not bother his friend. Huh... You were Azul's friend? Not an employee? Your heart skipped a beat and your face became hot. Azul valued you? The Savanaclaws didn't back down till Jade and Floyd lurked behind Azul with their scary smiles. They then backed down and ran off. Azul then asked if you were okay and you nodded. You couldn't stop thinking. You were his friend.

You were more enthusiastic when working on Fridays, doing your job and selling all of your batches of cookies. In hopes of making Azul happy.

One Friday was Valentine's Day, so a bunch of students brought their dates to Monstro Lounge, so of course you had a bit of difficulty. But Azul went behind the counter to help you. He brewed the coffee and handed them to you to make your art. Your mermaid tail cookies and latte art was a big hit that day.

After closing and it was just you and Azul, you gave him a bag of assorted macarons. He refused at first, he made it a rule not to accept gifts with him paying the sender back.

You frowned, "But it'll make me happy if you took them."

His face turned red and he took the bag, "Very well. Thank you so much. I appreciate them."

Weeks passed and you have gotten closure to Azul. Visiting and helping him over Monstro Lounge even if it wasn't your day at work. Afterwards the two of you would eat pasta and talk about your days.

Then one Friday when you were preparing the dough for your cookies, Jade mentioned it was the last Friday of your contract.

Wow. Time surely went fast.

You felt a bit sad, you wouldn't have an excuse to be with Azul anymore...

That Friday you served cute eel shaped cookies and had an octopus as latte art.

You sold out everything once again.

"Well looks like your contract is up. You did a good job, you were an amazing worker." Azul said.

Oh... That's good but was he sad that you were leaving? He didn't seem to be. You smiled but your eyes were sad. His praise wasn't enough.

You told him you had fun and left. Tears rolled down your face. Everything between you and Azul was strictly business. Why did you think you were something special---

A hand grabbed yours from behind.

You stopped and turned around to see Azul.

"You're welcome to come over Monstro Lounge whenever you like... We really want... I really want to continue seeing you."

You smiled and more tears rolled down your face. Azul shyly hugged you and let you cry into his chest.

When you were done he gave you his handkerchief to dry your leftover tears that weren't stained on his coat. He then walked you back to your dorm and bid you goodnight.

The next day he closed Monstro Lounge for the day just the two of you for White Day. Jade was your server and Floyd was the cook. Azul smiled, "I hope you aren't sick of our food yet."

You just shook your head and called him a dork. You scooted yourself over to him to rest your head on his shoulder. His face turned red and he nervously wrapped his arm around you. The two of you relaxed and enjoyed each other's company. It was a perfect date.

"Thank you for the coffee dear, but too much caffeine is bad for my hearts... Uh... Hearts as in mine and yours! Because I have you heart don't I? Ahahaha... I don't have three hearts like most octopi... really."

#azul ashengrotto #mellowshipsu #mellowshipsyou #mellowshipsyuu #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted oc #oc x canon #anonship #azul x reader #twst azul #azul x mc #azul x oc

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extemely-thoughtful-person · 3 years

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Epel Felmier Appreciation post, Unique Magic Theory, and... His Possible Role in Chapter 6

Here's that Epel post I thought about making way back in February. Sorry for being late on this one.

For those of you who somehow don't know who I'm talking about, Epel Felmier is a first year student in the Pomefiore dorm. He's one of the shortest characters in the game, and at first glance, he seems like one of those quiet people. This has lead to some not taking an interest in him before the game's release due to the fact that he seemed like a bland character.

Then chapter 5 happened, and...yeah. He was not what we were expecting.

Sure, he has a quiet attitude most of the time, but as it turns out that's just an act. He's actually really brash, harsh and he does his best to try and be strong. Vil has been trying to teach Epel that strength isn't just physical, but you can also have strong points in other ways as well.

As far as we've seen, Epel has come to terms with his adorable (but also deceptive) appearance. In chapter 6, we are going to be getting his help along with the rest of Pomefiore. Even though Epel learned about his greatest strength, he has yet to put that strength to use in a way that will confirm that, yes, he has excepted himself. Of course, he already does except his appearance, but he has yet to use it for something useful.

And this is where the catastrophe of chapter six comes into play.

Harnessing Potential

Now, I don't agree with Vil all the time, but during the recent chapter, I have to admit, he was right about a lot of things. One of the things that seemed to make the most sense was indicated by Vil and even Epel's parents: Epel has a lot of potential. And in my opinion, if there is one thing that he can do, and become a master of the art, it would be one of the lessons Vil was trying to teach Epel: Acting.

I think that out of all the career choices out there, Epel's best suited career would be as an actor. And maybe that was intentional in game, because there is a part of acting to be played.

Now, allow me to direct your attention to the Hercules movie, to a character that was charming enough to play both sides in the Hercules vs Hades showdown. It's Megera.

Meg was able to make Hercules flustered enough for him to mess up during his "hero moments" Even though eventually the feelings of true love were returned in the movie, before that, Meg was an enemy in disguise. She was able to easily wrap Hercules around her finger, and though it wasn't intentional for her because she didn't hate Hercules, Hades still saw Meg as Hercules's weakness. And this was the very weakness Hades exploited against Hercules.

And guess what? That strategy almost worked. Hades would've won because he used Meg against Hercules. If Meg just went through to the end, Hades would've taken over Olympus.

It's funny how one key player can decide the fate of the game.

Act One

As we all know, Pomefiore is going to lend us a hand in the upcoming chapter. For Epel, I think he's going to play in two acts. The first act is going to take place for the tournament, and the second will be during the Overblot battle against the Shrouds.

Act one is actually very simple: getting into contact with the enemy team.

How this works is, well, it starts with an accidental encounter. It's probably going to take place at the remaining culture festival time, and the interactions will be between Twist!Hercules, and Epel. Now, Twist!Hercules is most likely an athlete, and he looks strong. Epel still admires physical strength and will be fascinated.

Now throw this piece of the puzzle in: the gangsters on the beach in chapter 5 thought Epel was a girl.

So Twist!Hercules is going to believe that at first as well, and he's going to get flustered. Before Epel can correct him, maybe they have a conversation, or maybe they establish some kind of long term contact like exchanging phone numbers or something. But one things for sure, it takes a while for someone from RSA to point out the Twist!Hercules just befriended the enemy.

As for Epel, at first his fellow Magift club members are gonna be mad, but someone (Most likely Idia or Leona) actually thinks that this is a good thing. If Epel is able to wrap a strong enemy Magift player around his finger, then maybe they can get ahold of whatever winning strategy that RSA uses.

Of course, maybe Idia also plays a part in taking Twist! Hercules out of the match, but Epel's going to make things a lot harder for RSA. He has stated that he's working on surprise attacks, and with his appearance to serve as a distraction, Epel's going to be a tough character to beat.

Along with Idia's unique magic being involved, this game is going to be a close match. Of course, the outcome is already decided. Through unfair means of course.

Act Two

When Idia Overblots, he's going to reunite with his separated brother, Ortho. And one of the people responsible for separating them is Vil Schoenheit. He agreed to separate them to help Idia, but didn't know about the Magic stone situation. When the Shrouds have Overblotted and are reunited, Ortho might ask for revenge on Vil for allowing the Olympus Tech Company to take him into custody.

What I'm getting at is that they're going to imprison Epel as a form of revenge.

It's a callback to Megera dying. Epel is going to be imprisoned and is probably going to have some kind of death countdown to being killed. Or he's just going to be contained. Twist!Hercules and Vil are going work together to free Epel. And Epel is going to unlock his unique magic in this battle.

Silencing the Overblot

Now, I would say that we don't know what Epel's unique magic is, but that would be a lie. I believe they've already given us the answer:

"I feel a strong power rising in me, like an ice-cold poison. Now it feels like I could put anyone to sleep… maybe?"

This is one of Epel's level up voice lines for the tutorial. I think that this is hinting what unique magic Epel will get: the power to put someone to sleep. This might not seem effective, but it's actually very powerful, and it makes perfect sense too.

Epel has a desire to become stronger than others. And even though he works hard, there are going to be people which he will never surpass in strength alone. So how do you defeat someone stronger than you?

You make them weaker than you.

And what is the most vulnerable state a person can be in besides sickness?

Sleep.

So, Epel will be able to beat his enemies in a fight by putting them to sleep, literally making them fall before him.

Of course, the spell is much more complicated than just putting someone to sleep. Maybe he can control what they dream about, learn their worst fears, or manipulate them even. None of this is solid of course. Maybe Epel doesn't have control of his magic when it first manifests.

But when this power does reveal itself, I think Epel's going to accidentally test on one unsuspecting student who was trying to rescue him: Neige. This is referring to the time Snow White ate the poisoned apple, yet Neige still never got put to sleep until now. At least he'll be out of harm's way.

The people who are actually successful in the rescue of Epel are the Twisted!Hercules person and Vil Schoenheit. Perhaps it's a race to get to him first, perhaps they decide to work together. Who knows? Anyway, then Vil provides a distraction while Epel uses his new power on Idia, effectively knocking him out.

That leaves an Overblot Ortho on the lose. I think Twisted!Hercules is going to be the one to take him down. He'll most likely smash Ortho to pieces, which might seem cruel, but under the circumstances, they have no choice.

Of course, Ortho might get taken down first, and then Idia. It can go either way.

Or I could be wrong. Thanks for reading!!😊

P.S. I managed to make a pretty stupid, but interesting connection with the Pomefiore trio and the Fates from Hercules. This was mainly made because of the similarities in all of the characters heights. And this suggests that Rook was actually originally the first dorm leader of Pomefiore, until Vil took the position. And Epel has hinted at overthrowing Vil and becoming the new dorm leader.

So drawing parallels to the Fates, Rook would be similar to the Fate of the past (Laecesis[ I probably spelled that wrong]), Vil would represent the Fate of the present (Clotho), and Epel resembling the Fate of the future (Atropes).

And get this: it's the Fate of the future that warns Hades about Hercules, just like Epel gathering information from the enemy team, and warning Idia about the key players to watch out for.

Have a nice time of day!

#twisted wonderland #i did a thing #ignihyde #twisted wonderland idia #twisted wonderland epel #twst #rook i swear if you know what's going on but don't tell us i give you a taste of my shoe #twst ortho #night raven college #royal sword academy #royal sword assholes #Twisted Wonderland #twisted wonderland theory #eat your heart out dire crowley #chapter 6 #disney twisted wonderland

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diasomnia-dreams · 2 years

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Reflection|What if you Overblotted?

-Twisted Wonderland one shot/ Gender Neutral reader

-in this ficlet, you overblot and the darkness takes control of your once innocent heart.

🤎warning: Lots of Angst

You didn’t recognize yourself. This world was changing you, and as much as Dire Crowley tried to convince you that you were changing for the better…it didn’t suffice.

The heartache that you could feel within your very soul was bone chilling and you hid it all with a nonchalant façade, the black ink filling your mind each day your eyes set upon yourself, your reflection in the mirror.

The mirrors were a cursed relic to you. This very contraption was the reason you felt the way you did. It was the sole reason you’re here in the first place. It gave you nightmares each night, predicting the overblot of your dear friends.

You never considered that you, yourself could overblot. You have no magic! That was the problem—the second drop of that damned ink filling your once red-beating heart. The feeling was suffocating and you wished you had a purpose.

Look at me,

I will never pass for a perfect friend, or a perfect student.

Can it be,

I'm not meant to play this part?

Now I see, that if I were truly to be myself,

I would break everyone’s heart.

Surely you were sent here for a reason! Grim would always assure you, and then he would proceed to call you his henchman. Having a familiar like Grim filled a tiny hole in your heart but it was not enough to fight off the darkness. Having Grim rely on you was a nice feeling. But even Grim had magic and he was powerful as well, next to him…you were just another lowly human.

You started to avoid your first year friends. Ace and Deuce would show up to Ramshackle dorm to give you the gossip of Heartslabyul and they would bring you some of the Tarts that Trey would make, or what was left of the tart because the boys would always eat it.

You did attend class. You never raised your hand or was fully involved in lecture, your mind was on something else. It seems like ever since the first droplet of ink which plagued your mind, you had been almost obsessed with your reflection when this wretched “First Death”, this curse…this blot, began to take hold, and you quite found yourself beginning to take a liking to the little changes in your appearance at first, the deep dark lines which stained your cheeks, the tears sometimes would flow and drop onto the wooden floors of Ramshackle and when Grim would hear you sniffle, he’d scamper into the room..but you quickly dropped to your knees ans scrubbed the tears away so the Familiar wouldn’t notice the sobs from you.

This morning, it was an off day. Ace had invited you to an Unbirthday party for Cater and you politely declined via text message. It’s not like he expected you to show up. You never spent time with them. Instead you took a walk around the empty and idle grasslands of the lawn which Night Raven was built upon. The statues of the Great Seven line up down the breezeway, each of their cavalier expressions sending another chill down your spine making you want to crack down and scream.

It’s all their fault. Somehow, the great seven had a hand in your blot. You could feel the ink seeping through some of the pores of your skin along with a few drops leaking out. The onyx colored liquid staining the concrete ground, leaving a trail that could be seen as tainted blood. You weren’t yourself and you knew it. This world was breaking you.

Why are you blotting?

You began to ran as fast as your legs could carry you towards the Wishing Well in the center of the schoolyard. Gasping for air as it felt like you were suffocating. It was a hurting feeling, as if your First Death was not enough, the second drop of blot was always the more painful.

Who is that person I see,

staring straight back at me?

You looked down at your reflection, beginning to cry harder than you had since you first came to Twisted Wonderland. Why could you not recognize yourself? Why was this damned world changing you?

You found yourself to being powerless, you felt small and not wanted and you wished you could do more. All the while, these nightmares plagued your once innocent heart, revealing the Overblots of your friends. It was like you were cursed. Cursed with knowledge that no one else could know, yet you still felt like you were weak. There was nothing you could do but stand idly by as they tried to fight the darkness within themselves.

But slowly…that darkness was within you.

Why is my reflection someone I don't know?

Somehow I cannot hide

Who I am, though I've tried.

When will my reflection show, who I am, inside?

Gripping the stony Wishing Well, you watched as the ripples formed within. Black mixing with the clear waters and showing someone you could not even recognize. Surely that wasn’t you, right? Your appearance was tainted and so was your heart. You couldnt decide if you should run away from all you’ve know but what do you know? This world is foreign and so are the feelings which were now apart of you.

Must there be a secret me,

I'm forced to hide?

Telling Grim and the others would be scary. Would they still love you? Would you still be the sweet Y/N they have always known? Are you going to die?

Must I pretend that I am someone else for all time?

What does it matter now? You’ve finally given in to the overblot. This darkness is yours. You must embrace, and for once in your young life, you felt magic seep within your veins. Magical pathways shooting through your fingertips and you knew then that no longer were you weak, no longer were you unsure of your purpose. You look at your reflection within the no longer rippling water and wipe the side of your face which was stained with an abundance of black ink, and slowly your lips turned up into a smile.

Every day

It's as if I play a part

Now I see

If I wear a mask

I can fool the world

But I cannot fool my heart

Black wings drenched in ink and a beautiful swirl of white and grey lines adorned your newly attached limbs. Your hair grew longer and once your eyes were a bright and hopeful E/C which are now completely black. Your Irises and your sclera now a pitch black color, with un ironic inky tears dripping from them. Nails growing like the claws of a Bird of Prey and a long black cape which was tattered with holes trained down your back. It was a horrific but beautiful sight and your Blotted heart was just getting started.

Why must we conceal

What we think, how we feel?

Must there be a secret me

I'm forced to hide?

I won't pretend that I'm

Someone else for all time

When will my reflection show

Who I am inside?

Your reflection was clear, you could recognize the person you seen. It was Y/N! You were finally yourself again, your purpose was apparent and you cried tears of joy. The sighs of relief escaped your chest as you clumsily landed down on the ground from attempting at your first flight.

You embraced the darkness, fickle as it seemed, it was yours. Those were your own demons, and you greeted them with open arms.

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twistthenoches · 3 years

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Yandere!Azul x reader headcannons

• You're a student at NRC and needed money to get by sometimes. (Since you're not from this world to begin with.) You've heard of Octavinelle and how they sometimes needed 'staff' so that Monstro Lounge can function properly. When Dire Crowley recommended that you should help there out so he can give you meals you needed during breaks instead of working outside of the campus, you complied.

• You started to work for Azul as a helper in the kitchen after he had you sign a contract... It was a contract which only said that you'd work for him in Monstro Lounge and nothing to major. It seemed normal was what you thought after you've heard all those rumours of having contracts with the Octavinelle dormleader.

• When you started the job... Nothing seemed off... In fact you liked working there. Yes, sometimes you had silly jobs to do, but it really didn't matter to you.

• What DID matter to you was that the dorm head was sometimes so caught up in doing business that he would often 'forget' to eat or drink properly. This made you go out of your way and prepare things for him like light snacks and some drinks like tea or just water. You were then every time reminded that he doesn't like to eat balanced. And you noticed it by how picky he could be while eating.

• After all your small gestures and how you are actually one of the few workers that won't complain everyday (unless when it came to his health), he had taken quite the liking to you and would often start small conversations with you. Seeing your views on different topics and wishing that it could last longer.

• He didn't really had an explanation for his feelings until he saw the tweels pester you from time to time... especially Floyd, it doesn't make you mad and sometimes even makes you laugh at their actions. Which made him feel jealous. He wanted to be the reason why you laughed and smiled. Yes, you smile and laugh during conversations with him, but he wanted to be the only reason why you smiled and laughed.

• After some thought Azul started a contract that's probably more powerful than any contract he has done before. He asked to be your boyfriend.

Yes, this may or may not seem like a contract to most... or a powerful one at that, but sometimes feelings of one can overpower the bond of a true contract.

After he asked the question, you complied. Seeing how you somehow did fall in love with him.

• Your relationship started smoothly.

Though affection was given more privately, he would sometimes do small gestures like pushing your hair behind you ear and will sometimes call you by nicknames. It was sweet overall and you started to fall more for him the more he did these little gestures.

• The relationship was good and healthy. You were happy and he too seemed very happy. This went on for months until slight changes in his behaviour started to come to light.

• It's not that you hate the little changes. They're not harmful, but it could be suffocating at some point.

• Azul was fine until some people didn't get the hint that you're together.

• This would lead to Azul sometimes (demanding) asking the tweels to check up on you, secretively, when he can't. How much he hated this idea, the tweels were both the people he can and can’t trust... Thus his very first or very last choice of people to check up on you.

• He would ask later, when he can see you, if something happened today and would ask if you've seen the tweels for that certain time period because "They apparently weren't working or were they needed to be." Knowing very well what they were doing during their 'absence'.

• If you answered that you haven't seen them, then he will choose to believe you and be somewhat relieved from the inside. Giving to a small kiss to your cheek. This didn't mean that he was less wary of the tweels and if you have or haven't seen them.

He knows very well how smart those twins can be and will probably have a 'closer eye' on you himself.

• He will start to be clingy when he's near you and if someone makes you laugh he would throw arm around your shoulder. Acting like this was normal and smiling gently at you and the person, but inside he's kind of angry.

• If there's someone looking too intensely at you then he would glare at them when you're not looking.

• There's someone bothering you non-stop? He will make the next few minutes miserable for that person.

• There's someone bullying you? They have been expelled and as bonus have some scary memories to take home with them.

• He would do these things without you knowing and would often make it happen in a way that the same person can never tell you what happened. Thus you'd never know that this would happen.

• If someone does come to you saying that Azul did something wrong. You either can't believe it, because he's too nice to you and to others (when he's near you) OR he would contradict everything that the person says, eventually have them give up, because he gives too many good reasons why he 'wouldn't' do that or 'hasn't' done that.

• Behind closed doors he would occasionally ask if you're happy to be with him and if you fancy someone else maybe.

• He mixes his questions with affection and sentences like "I really do love you.", "I'm so happy that your mine", "I wish that this moment could last forever."... He really means what he says here, but uses it to seem less suspicious when he asks those other questions and formulates his sequence of sentences that it won't raise any red flags

• He would often remind you that he and you are in 2 'contracts' an official and 'a not so' official one

• The official one meant that he could ask you to do something in Monstro Lounge and would pay a little more and show gratitude after you've done the few tasks... this one you can quit easily.

• The not so official one was harder to stop, since the only thing that's keeping you bonded to this one is your heart. You love him too much to leave him. He has been to kind for you to leave him and he never gave you a reason to leave him. Just as he planned.

• Very soon you probably won't be able to sever this contract, because he has some tricks up his sleeve that would bond you both... for life.

#azul ashengrotto #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland yandere #twisted wonderland azul ashengrotto #twisted wonderland azul #azul ashengrotto yandere #azul ashengrotto x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x reader yandere

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aziraphales-library · 2 years

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Hi! Thank u for this blog, it really helped me find some of my fave fanfics!!!

That said, I'm looking for something new? Not rlly a classic within the fandom, I guess something by lesser known fic writers. Preferably human AUs. Thank you so much!!!

Let's see!

No Loitering [E] by Epimeliad

It started out as a bad pun, but it ended up as dirty angst:

South Downs Cottaging - Where the sex is at least semi-public, the men are anonymous and Aziraphale is very repressed (but also kind of dirty)

Straightbait [E] by MyHowTheyFly

In dire need of cash, Az agrees to let his friend give him a blowjob on camera.

Everything will be fine, after all, he's straight, right?

~ Mod N

Here are some more...

Imagine Me And You (I Do) by BlackUnicorn (NR)

“Next,” the kid called out and Crowley stepped out of the way, “What can I get you?” “An Earl Grey would be lovely,” the person next in line said, voice practically vibrating with excitement and joy, “Two plain scones. Oh, and some of that scrumptious looking lemon drizzle you have there. Thank you, dear.” Once again, the kid stared, and Crowley couldn’t help but turn around and stare as well – a halo of curls so blond they looked white in the light of the sun, bright blue eyes that shone with unmasked delight, a smile so wide it was almost blinding. And beige. A whole lot of beige. “Name?” “Azra.” If Azra was aware of the attention he was getting from both the barista and Crowley, he didn’t show it, simply kept on smiling a smile that kind of made Crowley want to do all sorts of unspeakable things, like ask for his number, like take him out to dinner, like curl up on a couch with him and eat ice cream straight from the tub while watching James Bond together, like –

An asexual sex worker and a bookseller who doesn't sell books - stranger things have happened, for sure.

Heart Shaped Bruises by ivoryline (T)

Crowley and Aziraphale have been hanging around the same pub since the eighties. At some point, they seem to have fallen in love.

Every Thursday at around 6 p.m., give or take a quarter hour, Crowley finds himself at a little shithole pub called Garden’s Gate. Aziraphale is also there around that time, but that’s not why Crowley goes. He couldn’t care less what Aziraphale does. No, he goes there because he’s been parking his arse in the same spot since the eighties and he thinks he might have a coronary if his boots were to ever grace another establishment’s disgusting carpet. The barkeep knows him, and probably hates him, which suits Crowley perfectly.

dancing queen (guaranteed to blow your mind) by Quilly (T)

Warlock has a secret, and it's that he invited three former staff members from his estranged parents' household to his wedding in the hopes that one of them is the one Nanny is still in love with.

Crowley is just wondering what entity he pissed off to make three of his old flames show up the day before his adopted kid's wedding.

(please) like (me) and subscribe! by miss_minnelli (T)

Channel: Zira Bakes!

Subscribers: 978k

Description: Hi! I’m Zira, a graduate of the Paris Bakery and Pastry School, and on this channel I show you how to make many different kinds of desserts, from rice-crispy treats to creme brulee. Stick around and you might learn a little something sweet! - Channel: ItsJustCrowley

Subscribers: 456k

Description: It’s literally just Crowley. Don’t you dare ask my first name or you’ll be banished to Hell. Maybe I don’t even have one. Anyway here lies my “comedy” and gaming. Stay if you want. Whatever. - Crowley and Zira are London based Youtubers who meet in June of 2019. They become friends...and maybe something more, or at least Crowley hopes so. Follow their journey through Youtube videos, comments, text messages, and AO3 stories.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable wives #human au #mod n #mod d

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 years

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Happy Birthday, Miss Raven! (SSR Birthday Suit Up Personal Stories)

Artwork is by @shimmeryspark~

PART 1

Happy birthday, Miss Raven!

“Ah. You said it.”

Is something the matter?

“No, no... It is just... Well. You could say that I am still feeling a bit dazed.”

Why is that?

“It is not every day that I have such a large gathering in my honor. All this attention is... Hmm, how to say it? It is a bit... embarrassing.”

Are you not used to celebrating your birthday? Or is it the large crowd that you’re not used to?

“I am not accustomed to either. Many wild animals do not understand the concept of a ‘birthday’—it is a purely humanoid custom.”

“There were also not many people I knew of prior to coming to Night Raven College. There were the occasional travelers, yes, but I mainly observed from a distance. I was with mother, father, and Father for brief periods of time, and that was all I knew for quite a while.”

You said father twice. Why is that?

“My first father is my biological one. He and mother brought me into the world. However, I only knew them for about six weeks. It is around that time that fledglings leave the nest and strike out on their own. I do not know what became of them after that. Even now, my memories of them are a bit fuzzy. I am not particularly close with my biological parents.”

“I met my second Father when I was on my own. It was he who granted me the form which you see today. He took pity on a poor raven, who longed to be something more. I have very fond memories of him... but he has since departed from this world, leaving me to carry on his legacy.”

Legacy?

“Yes. My late Father was a storyteller. He taught me human language—both verbal and written, and how to weave tales with only words. You can say I take after him.”

“I came to Night Raven College upon the advice of my late Father. He said it would be a good place for me to spread my work. It seems he knew Uncle somehow, as Father directed me to a Dire Crowley. And... well. As I’m sure you’re well aware, my current guardian is the headmaster.”

What is he like as a parent?

“Truthfully, he tries his best, but... there is plenty of room for improvement. Uncle is a busy man, so I do not fault him for not being home infrequently. However... he is quite forgetful, which often means some of his work and the household chores fall to me.”

“He eats a lot, and can be messy, and he hoards shiny items in strange nooks and crannies... but despite his tendency to be a scatterbrained, you can tell he cares a lot for NRC and his students and staff. Uncle is very kind hearted when it comes down to it.”

“... It is strange. Though it can be a bit troublesome at times, I... quite like living with Uncle. I consider him, and Night Raven College, to be my home--my nest, if you will.”

“... Some days, I miss Father terribly. I owe my current form, my writing ability, and my life at NRC to him. The happiness I am able to experience now... I wish he was here, so I could share this joy with him.”

PART 2

Was the transition from bird to a human-like body difficult for you?

“Very. This form is very different than that of a raven. There were many things I had to learn. I believe I have already mentioned before that it was rather difficult to grasp language, as well as culture... gross and fine motor skill...”

“But perhaps the most difficult thing to get used to was the tastes and textures of foods enjoyed by mankind. Ravens have beaks, and humans do not. Humans have teeth, and ravens do not—and what’s more, human digestive systems and bellies are much larger and more extensive. The change was jarring, to say the least.”

“I could not hold my meals down in the beginning. For a long time, I ate only soft, easy to swallow and bland foods. Father would prepare a rice porridge for me most days, and he would slowly introduce other foods as toppings for that porridge, such as eggs and bacon.”

Sounds tough.

“It was. But I am fine now, so there is no need to concern yourself.”

Okay, then slight change of topic. Do you have something you especially like to eat or drink?

“I am fond of bread and rice dishes. I recently discovered ‘milk bread’. It is very fluffy, with a mild flavor that’s not too sweet, and it pairs well with a variety of jams, jellies, and other spreads. Another plus is that is is easy to nibble on while writing, or if I’m rushing late to class.”

“To drink... I enjoy tea. I take mine with a splash of milk and one sugar cube. Milk tea goes well with the milk bread for a snack. I also quite like the taste of Flounder’s Blue--that’s a tropical drink they serve at the Mostro Lounge.”

Is there anything you don’t like to eat?

“Now that my palate has been expanded, I can say with certainty... I’m not a fan of the foods I used to make do with as a raven. Birdseed is tough to get down, and disgusting... And carrion is literal rot. It’s a wonder how I could stomach it.. though I supposed I didn’t have much of a choice back then.”

Besides eating human foods, what else do you enjoy about your new form?

“I appreciate my new range of motion. It allows me to engage in activities that I normally could not in my original form. There’s writing, of course, but I’ve also picked up a number of other hobbies, like drawing--thought I am not very skilled at it.”

“Do you see those small houseplants by my windowsill? I’m also raising some herbs and flowers of my own. Sometimes I use them for cooking, and other times I use them for my other hobby, brewing inks.”

Oh, that’s right. You make your own ink.

“Hehe. You’re correct--and it’s something I take much pride in. My ink is enchanted. I imbue them with magical properties to achieve various effects, such as giving off fine everlasting shine to a gold color, or emitting a smell that evokes happy memories.”

“I must have made hundreds of unique colors by now—and I keep experimenting and expanding, or improving on old formulas. There’s already a lot of trial and error I go through before I approve a prototype ink... but I keep trying until I’m satisfied with it!”

That’s a lot of work. Where do you get your inspiration for so many effects and colors from?

“From lots of places! From people, objects, experiences... The world is big, so I can’t attribute all my ideas to just one thing.”

“I’m thankful that Twisted Wonderland is full of curious things for me to ponder and be inspired by.”

PART 3

Are you writing again? During your own party?

“Ah, yes. I am. Forgive me... I like to document my experiences, you see. I can be a little forgetful at times, so it helps to have a written record of things.”

“Hehe. I’ll be able to look back fondly on these memories in the future.

Is nonfiction your favorite genre?

“Not at all. Nonfiction is limited only to what reality allows. I prefer reading and writing more fantastical stories, but I enjoy most genres... save for maybe romance.”

... Romance?

“S-See! I... I knew I would get a strange look if I shared it! Ohhh, I shouldn’t have said anything at all!”

No, there’s nothing wrong with it. I’m just confused because I thought you wrote a lot of romantic stories.

“There are many people who are skilled at things they do not like. In my case... it is not so much that I dislike romantic stories, but more that I find it difficult to relate to them. Romance often depicts strong feelings of attachment, and unfortunately, that is something that I struggle to convey myself.”

“Romance always feels like something that is beyond my full comprehension. Something dangled in the distance, far out of my reach. The happy ending I desire for myself... it’s simply unattainable.”

Why is that?

“I am not ‘of this world’. The role I play is just that: a role, and a minor one at that. I can’t... fully integrate, you see. My job is to support others. The spotlight is reserved for the major actors--it’s something I can never have for myself, no matter how much I dream of it.”

It’s your birthday. You can wish for whatever you can dream of, so do you mind sharing what that is with us?

“That is a nice thought, but... Do you promise not to laugh? Yes? Good.”

“Well then, let’s see... My dream...”

“Put simply, I dream of the sky. Not in the sense of flying, but... in the sense of having total agency and freedom to do and say as I please. I’d like to be able to experience all that life has to offer, without being held back or restricted by my own... condition.”

“And... I would like to know the taste of romance. To love and to be loved in return, to depend on someone and to be depended on, to support them and to be supported... Equal parts give and take. That kind of a love.”

“In my mind’s eye, far, far down the line in my future... I see a cozy little cottage. Two floors, with an attic. It is there, in the topmost floor, where I toil at my work. From my little nest, I spin stories that wow the world.”

“There are two children--the eldest, a son, and the younger, a daughter. They help tend to the chores and love their parents dearly. When night falls, their father returns from a long day at his own job. ‘Welcome home’, I’ll greet him, and he’ll smile tenderly as he embraces his family.”

What sort of person is he? This ideal partner of yours.

“Wh-What?! D-Don’t ask me that...! H-How should I know?! I-It’s not like I spend all of my free time daydreaming about this kind of thing...!!”

“................................................ He’s handsome, of course, but he’s also... kind. He’s kind, but he’s mean at times, too. He’s a big bully, and he teases you relentlessly. He’s the guarded sort, that wears a smile on his face while hiding his true intentions. But... there’s good in him, despite all of that.”

“He’d be competent in all kinds of housework--especially cooking!--and he’s so charming and witty with his words that it’s infuriating. He’s always there to support you in your time of need, and reminding you to take better care of yourself, and...”

“... Goodness me. I apologize for rambling. Sometimes my imagination gets the better of me.”

Aw, don’t be sorry. That was cute. I hope you’re able to find your happy ending with that special someone.

“... I can dream.”

Thank you so much for telling us about yourself, birthday girl.

“It is no trouble at all. Thank you for thinking of me.”

... Miss Raven. I have one last thing to say before we wrap this up.

“Yes?”

‘Welcome back.’

“... Thank you. I’m... I’m happy to be back!”

[Groovy artwork will be unlocked on July 27th!]

#twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #Raven Crowley #Raven birthday takeover

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twst-campos13 · 3 years

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Hello!! May I request a shy!male staff reader pining for Crowley??? Can we have a happy ending to it as well? Please and thankyou ♥

Another sappy soft staff pining coming up!! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧! I made this as a headcanon instead, I hope you don’t mind!!

Warnings: none! Tags: male!reader, nurse!reader, fluff, pining, flower language

➸ Let's say you've been NRC's school nurse for the last 3 years. You know everyone who comes in and out of the infirmary especially the students who frequent their visit in that wing

➸ You're a lifesaver in a more literal sense. The students at this school are beyond rowdy—seeing students at different dormitories getting along is a rarer sight than seeing the infirmary completely empty. You get recognition from the staff and the frequent troublesome students for your hard work. From fights, magical accidents, and now the overblots—you're a hero without a cape, always making sure the students are in shape before you discharge them.

➸ Although the work is tiring, there are certain things that motivate you to continue your duty as a nurse. It isn't just the small praises your co-workers give you or the grateful gestures former patients do. Rather, it came from the bumbling headmaster of the school—Headmaster Dire Crowley.

➸ Also known as the guy you’re into.

➸ Now when did you meet? Crowley had taken you in for an interview when you applied for a job at Night Raven College. You must admit he did have a tendency of talking over people and interrupting them, and you didn't get a chance to explain to him that "no sir I'm not applying as a permanent school nurse" when he immediately hired you as one.

➸ Being a timid person, you find it hard to speak up about your thoughts even when you want to defend yourself. When your voice finds the courage, others' loud and abrasive tone intimidates you. You realized that a way to stay out of confrontations would be to just stay quiet. Crowley came off as pointless to argue with.

➸ Your first impression of him was not the best and you intended to just leave him a note and find another job elsewhere when both of you stumbled upon a student choking. Your instincts were quicker than his and medical action was performed immediately. You were quite the hero and professional in Crowley's eyes during that day. That's how you were insisted to take the job.

➸ You could've left anytime. Yes, you were shy but you aren't a pushover. So why did you stay? Well, somehow, someone has to take care of the residents of this school.

➸ Admittedly, you are annoyed that the Headmaster worries more about financial and collateral damage than the rivalry of students that can result in scuffles. You tried to talk to him about hiring a school therapist or counselor so that it may lessen the injured students. You know what his response to that was? He laughed merrily and gave your shoulder a pat. "That is why we have a kind gentleman such as you to take care of them!"

➸ His dense statement could give anyone a headache but oddly enough you didn't feel a migraine from that. Instead it...the praise—it motivated you to just keep doing what your work is. The primary reason for your duty is to take care of the prideful and rowdy students at this school. The secondary reason being that...hearing Crowley trust you and praise you felt...good.

➸ And he kept praising you for your hard work. He told you how grateful he is to have a kind and soft-spoken nurse to be taking care of his students. Although you want to retort that he should be taking care of them as well, you kept those remarks to yourself and took in his compliments.

➸ When you thought he picks and chooses his responsibilities, he had surprised you upon defending you when your professionalism is being insulted. You've learned to keep quiet and continue doing your duty. But having the Headmaster defend you from a sharp-tongued student? It was shocking...and quite admirable. You thought it was a one-time thing but it didn't just happen to you. Despite being rude and bumbling, the Headmaster does care for the wellbeing of the residents of the school. When certain boundaries are being overstepped he would jump right in, providing to be a voice to those lesser than him.

➸ Perhaps that's why you had a crush on him? Because your types are seemingly dense, idiotic, seemingly prideful men who can be also caring at times you least expect them to be? Or you just fancy mysterious men behind masks and top hats, whose smile is so annoying you couldn't do anything but shake your head fondly?

➸ Did you get called out or-

➸ Well it's just a crush now isn't it? After all your relationship remains strictly professional. Oh, you were so sure your feelings wouldn't develop any further...until Crowley accidentally hit himself with a lamp trying to kill a cockroach in his office. Ah, that was the day you saw his handsome face—and the day your heartbeat earnestly for him.

➸ let's admit homeboy looks like muzan jackson

➸ He looked like a pale white boy which excellently brings out his brilliant honey gold eyes. He looks really, really handsome, and you wonder if the mask just made seeing his real face so exciting. You tripped over your own words when he called out your attention for the icepack you're pressing his bruise with started stinging.

➸ The image of his face is burned in your mind. Before that revelation, you were already shy when speaking to him. Now, oh Sevens, you had to practically stop rambling so the Headmaster may get a concise word from you.

➸ He's always visiting the infirmary as well which only made your feelings for him bloom and bloom like the yellow and white azaleas he leaves when you are on breaks. Crowley adamantly denies the flowers being sent by him. Still, you appreciate the gesture and made sure to speak highly of your "mysterious" sender. You do not miss the way the feathers of his cape seemingly ruffle happily. You're not one for horticulture but you don't want to jump to conclusions as to what those flowers may mean. And whenever Crowley visits it feels like a visit from a friend you are reluctant to accept into your home but you do anyway, because admit it or not, his presence is very welcoming.

➸ When you do ask him why his visits are routinely, Crowley's reasons are always about checking the wellbeing of students in the infirmary as well as yours. He's aware that the medical field is a serious job and as the Headmaster he takes it as a duty to lessen your stress by acting as a friendly colleague. Now, isn't he so gracious?

➸ You don't complain about his visits anyway. In fact, you like them a lot. With Crowley being so talkative you find yourself often exchanging lighthearted conversations with him. Never small talk. Crowley learned that small talks with you are awkward and started conversation topics that will lead to deep chats. Did you appreciate his efforts? Oh, you did, and it surprised you how much he paid attention to your rambles that it made your heart skyrocket. Your mind wanders in circles if he's starting to like you back or if he's just being friendly and wants you to feel at home in NRC.

➸ But how could he return your feelings when you never even??? confessed to him???

➸ Are you ever going to confess to him, that is the question. No? Maybe? Probably? In due time? It's complicated. Even when your colleague Prof. Crewel suggested that he might be into men you still bite at your tongue and swallow the words.

➸ It's just...it's hard. It's easier to speak up for yourself inside your mind than outside. You aren't a pushover but you don't like confrontations. It's easier to treat patients than to treat yourself.

➸ Luckily, there are other people willing to play nurse to cure your lovesickness. Although the academic staff of NRC is dumbfounded at your special someone. Out of all the people you could've pine after, you had to fall for the densest and irresponsible man at this school.

➸ "But Headmaster Crowley isn't that irresponsible!" You would argue over tea with Mr. Trein and Prof. Crewel, who would then roll their eyes at you. My, you have fallen deep and you can't go back.

➸ You could've just bottled your feelings and let it eat you inside-out, but it's chewing you so hard you can barely perform your tasks when Crowley is around. You had to give yourself peace of mind. Although rejection isn't that far you're still willing to take that risk.

➸ Since you couldn't confess to him verbally, you decided to buy an item from the school shop. It was your first idea which...okay, it's cute but it's not that bright. Luckily, Sam was available and suggested something else that can get your point across. Crowley had given you specific flowers so why not do the same to him?

➸ You dropped by his empty office and left one stem of red chrysanthemum at his desk. You made sure to also put a small wrapped biscuit beside it. You followed Mr. Sam's advice about leaving a piece of a treat along with the flower. Crows like shiny things and treats, right? You just hoped this would work.

➸ Hope started to crumble inside you and the pieces being snacked on by your anxiety. Crowley is less frequent with his visits at the infirmary and when both of you would talk there is this thick awkward wall of tension. You were only awaiting the day when the yellow and white azaleas will be accompanied by a single yellow and striped carnation. The day did come when a flower was left on your desk—but it was not a striped carnation.

➸ It was a bundle of beautiful ambrosia flowers freshly bloomed.

➸ You could've thought Crowley wanted to poison you with those flowers until you remembered from reading a book about the language of flowers that it meant something more. It brought you to tears, so much so that the few patients in the infirmary asked if you were okay.

➸ Ambrosia. Love reciprocated.

➸ When Headmaster Crowley announced to the staff that he will be courting you to be his boyfriend, a wave of relief washed over the entire college. Turns out, both of you were tiptoeing around each other, failing to find the proper words to admit that you like each other. Mr. Trein can rest peacefully without Crowley crying to him about how he can ever confess to such a handsome man such as you. It made you blush deeply, realizing that you have been doing the same thing with Prof. Crewel and Mr. Sam.

➸ The Headmaster had certainly become more prideful now that you are together. But it was sweet in a way. You were glad that you scrapped the letter idea for you may have misused a few words.

➸ Although you are still shy in participating in PDA, both of you know that love doesn't have to be expressed verbally. Crowley does it excellently on his own. He always tells anyone he comes across that you are his beautiful, handsome, lovely little nurse. You had to shut him up by pinching his ear which you will treat later with a caring kiss.

#camposnotes #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #dire crowley #headmaster crowley #dire crowley x reader #twisted wonderland dire crowley #fluff #i find this very cute #language of flowers #if you were asking for a scenario im sorry!!#i hope you still enjoyed this nonetheless!!!#i just find it cute and heartwarming afeaufe #birdman gets love #i also made reader a nurse i hope you dont mind!!!

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What does Dire Crowley Dig?

Dire is older than old-fashioned, he’s ancient-fashioned, okay? As a Dire devotee, it pains me to say it but he’s 100% the type to think women’s shoulders are distracting and still believes in wearing shawls to cover your upper arms. And do you know what that means, dear reader? It means he’s repressed, repressed to the highest and most hilarious degree. This man thinks closing the door when it’s just the two of you is scandalous, if you touched his forearm he’d simply combust.

All this to say, I have many thoughts about how Dire “omg is that an ankle” Crowley feels toward potential love interests and in the essay (this is absolutely not an essay, I am simply vibing in the thirst void this whole post) I will detail what a prude this man is.

✥ Warnings: Saucy, spicy, scandalous!! Nothing truly explicit, but everything is vaguely-pretty darn suggestive! I don’t mention gender in this, expect for women’s shoulders once, so I think it counts as gender-neutral reader! Also, spicy does not mean satisfying, because I play too much for this to be taken seriously asdfghjkl

✥ Firstly, just because he’s a prude doesn’t mean he knows he’s a prude. In fact, Dire fancies himself something of a devil in terms of romance, he thinks he’s too bold for those timid-hearted younglings, truly!

✥ Has written many a saucy love letter in his time, the very thought of the filth he’s written makes him red in the face when he thinks about it, “I would kiss your bare knee”, “If you were at my side this night, the cold would not frighten me so”, and “My love, my body yearns only for you” are just a few of the salacious gems he’s patted himself on the back about. What a dog, eh?

✥ It’s so painfully easy to riled Dire up it’s almost not fun, you could blink at him wrong and he’d think you were a minx. Touch his hand when taking something from him? He’s already wide eyed at your confidence. Put your face close to his for any reason? Are you trying to seduce him? Or, Seven forbid, you- I can’t even say it... Put a hand on his thigh? Good job, you killed him, he’s gone. Donezo. No more birdman.

✥ The first time he sees your calves he trips over air and his mask smashes into the ground so hard it’s amazing the beak didn’t crack off. And you’re just, out! Like that! Without a care! Our poor headmaster is so flustered he has to run off into an unused classroom to hyperventilate, he’s so hot all of a sudden and his big flashy coat seems far too thick.

✥ Will actually scream/yelp out loud if you wear anything off-the-shoulder, like, clutch his chest (and pearls) and shriek. Once he realizes that no one else seems to care you’re entirely exposed, he’ll play it off like he saw a bug or something. He doesn’t care, nope, no sir, he’s not sneaking peeks behind his mask at all. Shoulder are so mundane and totally not attractive to him at all.

✥ Don’t mention collarbones. Just don’t, for his sake, don’t.

✥ If you ever manage to get his number, you’re in for a treat! He still think love letters are the way to anyone’s heart and sends you a paragraph text so long you have to scroll for 2 minutes to reach the end. He’s quite proud of himself, he’s smugly sure you’re shivering at the thought of him.

✥ His bravado is dead the moment he open the image you sent him in return. He not touching his phone for a month btw, he can’t even type his password without going red and yelling in embarrassment. It doesn’t matter if he’s alone or in front of people, if he thinks about it, he’s yelling.

✥ Goes to Crewel for help because he realizes he’s in over his head but also still wants to look cool and experienced to you. Crewel laughs at him and tells him to struggle. Dire wonders what he pays any of the teachers for.

✥ Moving past Dire’s crisis over how everyone has magically become more experienced than him, we should also talk about how proud this man is. He absolutely loves praise and likes being told in detail that he’s doing a good job. Keep it sweet and if you think you’re over doing it? Do even more, because he’s eating it up no matter how cheesy or irrelevant the praise might be. You could say he makes great omelets and he would feel like the sexiest man alive.

✥ Definitely says “making love” instead of “fucking”, and if you say fucking he’s going to correct you and/or be flustered by your vulgarity.

✥ Has never said “dick” in his life, always always uses a euphemism.

✥ If his partner tries to dirty talk him he’s just going to stare with his jaw on the floor and now no one gets to do anything because Dire.exe has stopped working for the rest of the night.

✥ Just, help him. He’s stuck in the 1900s somewhere and you’re going to have to hold his hand through modern-day hook-ups, he’s lost and afraid but morbidly intrigued by everything you teach him once he gets over his pride.

This is, way messier than I intended, but I am also brainrotting and simultaneously realizing I think about Dire’s intimate life too much to be sane. At least one of these headcanons is bound to be coherent though, I hope! When I’m a better writer I’ll probably write a better worded and less goofy rendition of this haha

#dire crowley #dire x reader #dire crowley x reader #twst headcanons #twst #twisted wonderland

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yandere-romanticaa · 4 years

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Could I ask for your top 3 favorite twisted Wonderland characters + Dire Crowley reacting to MC telling them they are pregnant, how they react to the news, would they want more in the future, when MC goes into labor and what they are like during the child’s entire childhood? I apologize if this is really long and thank you for reading and replying!

♡ Dire Crowley ♡

Crowley is intally lost but he will get a hold of things pretty quickly. He's used to dealing with kids 24/7 but having one of his own is surely something special. He will coo and dote on his s/o even more so then usual and as her belly grows, Crowley's panic and obsession do also. He made sure that at least his office is safe for the baby. He'd rather not have his s/o walk around campus in regular conditions but if she was pregnant? Nu uh, sorry sweetie but you're stuck in the dark for the next 9 months. Well not literally but you won't have much human interaction besides Crowley.

Once the baby does arrive though Crowley is going to be so emotional, even more then his s/o who literally just gave birth. He can't stop his tears for the life of him and he is craddling his baby and his darling like his life depended on it. He just loves them so much and even if the baby is bearly five minutes old he is ready to tear his heart out to protect it. He'll kiss his s/o on the forehead and whisper through broken sobs on just how happy he is, on just how happy they make them. He does consider having more kids with his s/o but for now he is good with one. If one just so happened to come along the way though, he wouldn't mind.

♡ Malleus Draconia ♡

Malleus was quite surprised to see that his s/o was pregnant. He most likely found out first because he is just that attentive and he will tease and give his s/o subtle hints about it. He'll tell them that they need to eat more now, get more sleep and he is more protective then ever. He is quite gentle during this period and it is a bit strange to see. The way he gently smiles at his s/o is unnerving and his touch is feather light. His fingers always trace around s/o's belly and he just loves talking to the baby. His smooth and deep voice will become a common occurance as the days pass by and the due date inches closer. He is a bit on edge but Malleus is excited.

Once the baby does come however, Malleus will see just how sweet and fragile this littls creature is. He can't help but to wonder if he really is the father. To think that he created something so pure with the person he loves, it's just so unfathomable and out of this world...

He holds the baby in his arms as it sleeps peacefully, a large, toothy smile on his face as pride bubbles up in his chest. This baby is the living proof of his and s/o's love and that alone makes the dark fae swoon.

♡ Azul Ashengrotto ♡

Oh, Azul is beyond pleased. Things are going according to plan and he was finally able to tie his s/o down to him for good. With a baby on the way they can never leave him. From the moment he hears the news and onwards, Azul is going to be in an incredibly good mood 24/7. Almost nothing can ruin it but in case someone nearly sucseeds in doing that, Azul just pitcures his darling in his head and he is smiling already.

He spoils his s/o beyond belief as he makes plans on baby names, the nursery, etc. This little one isn't even born and it is already receiving so much love...

But among all the sweet words and excitement, Azul is worried. He prays that his innocent child doesn't go through the Hell that he went to when he was younger, that was a fate he only wished upon his mortal enemies only. He keeps a watchful eye on his darling and the company the keep around as it can affect the future of their baby. Even if he can't be by their side all day every day no matter how much he wants to, Floyd and Jade will accompany s/o instead of him. s/o is just flat out forbidden from carrying anything on her own, the Leech twins must do it for her. As a matter of fact, pretty much every chore is banned!

And when the fateful day comes, Azul stands proudly next to his s/o with tears in his eyes, feeling like the happiest person in the whole wide world. Absolutely no one can take this away from him and anyone with half a brain won't even try. He'll definetly want more kids with his darling, 2-3 being his prefered number. They could all be a happy little family, living under the sea~!

♡ Riddle Rosehearts ♡

The news of s/o's pregnancy will surprise Riddle at first but he will quickly calm down. He's... overjoyed. He'll start crying tears of happiness as he clings on to his s/o, whispering "I love you" and "Thank you." so many times that his throat starts to hurt. But no words can describe what he is feeling and all he can do is cry.

He will pull himself together though and the leash he has around his s/o shall be tighter then ever. They are not allowed to carry anything, not even a piece of paper, they are to nap every single day and Riddle makes sure that his darling eats only the healthiest and well balanced meals imaginable. He will do quite a lot of reaserch of pregnancy and how to treat a pregnant woman and he will often make some health boosting tea to ensure his s/o stays healthy.

On the day of the arrival Riddle was ready for anything. He held his s/o's hand the entire time, giving then soft whispers of encouragement as tears pricked his eyes. He promised himself that he was going to be a good father and that his baby is going to have the best life he could give them. He's definetly going to want at least one more, kids make him happy. He finally has his dream family with the love of his life.

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its-nyakemi-nya · 4 years

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Twisted Wonderland One Shot Raffle #7: Ace Trappola x Fem!Reader x Deuce Spade

pumpkiethepie: For the scenario, I don't really have an idea for the characters but maybe a comforting scenario, like the reader had a bad day/bad new she doesn't feel really okay but her friends are here to help and comfort her? I let you chose the characters ~

Won and requested by @pumpkiethepie nya!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland nya. I only own the plot of this one shot nya.

P.S: I would like to apologise if the canon characters are OOC nya. I would also like to apologise for my errors in my grammar nya. Enjoy nya!

“I’m so sorry, Ms. [Last Name]. We’ve investigated in every corner of Twisted Wonderland and unfortunately, there’s not a single information about a way home back to your world,” Dire Crowley said, breaking the news to you.

You heard your heart shatter as if a glass just broke into tiny tiny pieces.

“I see,” You said, smiling at Dire Crowley, “Thanks anyways.”

“Do not worry. I’ll be continuing to support you until you can do so on your own,” Dire Crowley said, trying to comfort you.

You just bowed your head and left his office.

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When you returned to the Ramshackle dorm, you used the other room and locked the door. You slide downwards while letting your tears fall from your eyes.

“Why? This isn’t fair!”

As sort of...ermm...useless as Crowley can be, he really did research a way back to your own world. You did expect both sides of the coin however, it still hurts that you can never ever return back to your original world.

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“Oi, Grim! Where’s Prefect [First Name]?” Ace asked.

“She’s still holed up in the other room,” Grim answered.

It has been a week since Crowley broke the news to you. You stopped attending classes with Grim as you curled up into a ball with a blanket covering you. Grim and the ghost trio don’t even know what to do. The ghosts even tried to cheer you up by pranking Grim. It did made you smile a bit but you’re still quite down by the news.

“Shouldn’t you try comforting her?” Deuce said.

“Believe me when I said, I did,” Grim responded, “Even the ghosts helped me by making my life miserable but it wasn’t enough.”

“Looks like there’s one thing left to do, Ace,” Deuce said, his bad boy mode switched on.

“Looks like we’re going to do this the hard way,” Ace said, smirking.

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“Prefect [First Name]! Open up!” Ace yelled while banging the door.

“Go away!” You yelled back.

“Please, come out!” Deuce pleaded, “We’re worried about you.”

You didn’t respond.

“All right!! That does it!” Ace yelled and break down the door by kicking it. And it worked.

“Yieek!” You squealed, “What the heck?!”

“Sorry about that, Prefect [First Name]. We’ll fix it later,” Deuce apologised.

“You look lame, Prefect [First Name],” Ace said, eyeing her.

“I don’t care anymore,” You said, not bothered by it.

“We’re going out,” Ace said.

“I don’t want to,” You responded, covering your face with a blanket.

“See? She wouldn’t budge!” Grim said.

“I guess we better leave then.”

The trio left, hearing their footsteps fade away...or so you thought.

Suddenly, the blanket wrapped around you was forcibly removed by Ace.

“Geh!”

“Deuce!” Ace called out.

You were hoisted up on the shoulder by none other than Deuce, “I’m sorry but we need to do this.”

“Let me go!” You squirmed.

“No can do!” Grim said, “You need to go out!”

“Where are we going?!” You asked angrily.

“You’ll see.”

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“Why here?” You groaned.

“Eh? You look down, Prefect [First Name],” Cater teased you.

“That’s because I am,” You responded, calming yourself down, not wanting to cause a scene during the Unbirthday Party.

“Try these tarts, they are delicious,” Trey said, giving you a plate.

You sighed, “I know how delicious they are bu-”

“Try some of the cake too, [First Name]! It’s so good!” Grim urged you to eat.

“No thanks. I just want t-”

“You must be thirsty. Let me pour you some tea,” Deuce said, pouring you a cup.

You groaned because of the attention you’re getting. You really don’t need this. You just wanted to be alone. One more comment and you’ll-

“Hey, hey, hey! let’s play a game of croquet!” Ace pulled you up.

That was the last straw for you.

“I said i don’t want to!” You yelled, making everyone look at you.

“[First Name], what’s wrong?” Deuce asked, worried about you.

“May I please leave?” You ignored him and excused yourself to Riddle.

Riddle, noticing your temper and mood, agreed, “Very well then. Though you’ve broken a rule, I’ll let you off just this once.”

“Thank you very much and I apologise for my outburst,” With that, you immediately ran away from the party.

“Wait up, [First Name]!”

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You stopped in front of the mirror that will lead you back to the mirror chambers. You started to slowly fall down, tears coming out of your eyes. You cried. You really can’t take it anymore.

“[First Name], why did you run away?” Deuce asked.

“That was totally not cool, you know!” Ace said.

“We’re your friends. We’re always here for you, you know,” Deuce added.

“So you better tell us what’s going on or-”

Before Ace can finish his sentence, you turned around and trapped them in a hug while wailing in their arms.

“Wah!” Your cried your heart out.

Your action took them by surprise. But they remained still for your sake.

“Life’s so unfair! Dire Crowley already told me that I can’t return back to my home! He can’t find a way to get me back to my old world! I can’t see my friends there...my family...everyone! I just want to go home!” You finally said what’s going on, “I don’t want to stay here anymore! I just want to go back home! Is that too much to ask?!”

“I-If you have no home to return to then, you can always come to me,” Ace said, in a low voice, embarassed.

“Ace,” You broke the hug.

“Wait! Wait! Wait! Why you?! I’m more capable than you!” Deuce said, “You can always go to mine if you want, [First Name].”

“Oi! I was the one who asked first!” Ace yelled at Deuce.

“[First Name] will be the one who’ll choose whose home she wants!” Deuce yelled back. The two started to bicker in front of you.

You simply smiled. Looking at the two...it makes you feel comfy...a warmth in your heart. You’ve realised that...

...they are your home.

BONUS SCENE:

A few days later after that event, you are feeling a lot of better. You did not hole up in the other room and you’re doing better than you ever did before.

“[First Name] is mine! So back off!”

“It’s clear that I’m more suitable than you are!”

As usual, the two are bickering. You simply giggled, “What are you two bickering about?”

“Nothing!” They immediately responded.

“Just be honest and tell [First Name] that you like her,” Grim teased.

“Shut up!” The two yelled, blushing.

You grabbed their hands and started pulling them.

“Where are we going?” They both asked simultaneously.

“To Mostro Lounge! We’re going to have a date!” You said, giggling.

“Eh?!”

#twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland one shot #twst oneshot #ace trappola #deuce spade #heartslabyul

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akemiozawa · 5 years

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Twisted Wonderland Tag Game

Got tagged by @no-luck-styn so let’s-a go! (BTW, some of my answers are based off my irl college life so I thought they’d coincide naturally!)

Rules: answer the following questions to the best of your ability, then tag at least 3 other blogs, you think would enjoy playing this game!

~Dire Crowley appears before you~

1. Welcome to Night Raven College! Did you enjoy the trip here?

Well, despite the fact that I nearly passed out and/or threw up on the way, I’d say yes!

2. Wonderful! All students here must choose one of the seven dormitories to reside in during the school year. Which one do you choose? Why?

Diasomnia! As for why.....

Gut Instinct. Let’s put it at that.

3. Now that you’re officially a student, what would you like to learn first?

Anything! I’m always prepared!

Potions, maybe?

4. I’ll leave you to settle in now. Before I go, do you have any questions about the college?

Will letcha know when I do! *winks*

~Crowley leaves~

5. Which dormitory leader are you excited to meet? Why?

Anyone. Anywhere I walk to, and I randomly stumbled upon them, I’m glad to meet anyone.

6. Azul offers you the chance to fulfill your heart’s desires. What is it, and do you accept?

Uh...I’ll get back to you on that....

Proceeds to Naruto / Nezuko Run to my safe space

7. Which of the boys are you friends with? Why?

The Heartslabyul boys; I’d feel like I’d get along well with them! Maybe Kalim and Epel as a bonus.

8. C’mon, we all know that everyone at the school is attractive. Is there someone (or more) you’re crushing on?

Maybe 2 or 3.

1. Cater (I have a weakness for guys with ponytails/long hair; DONT JUDGE ME!)

2. Malleus (DONT LET HIM KNOW THOUGH, PLZ! I’d die of embarrassment!)

9. The hallways are a terrifying place to be after hours. Who’s the last person you wanna be out there with?

The Leech twins. Those mthrfkrs could be ANYWHERE to scare the sh*t outta me!

10. Would you rather listen to Jamil’s puns, work at the Mostro Cafe with Jade and Floyd, or clean the dungeons with Lilia?

Cafe, since I’m a very diligent worker.

11. Everyone loves karaoke night at the Cafe! Do you sing? If so, which song would be your go to?

Uh, pfft, I didn’t take 15 years of singing for nothing! Do I really need to answer the question? DJ, All Eyes on Me by OR3O!

12. Riddle invites you to a tea party with the rest of Heartslabyul. Do you attend?

CURSE MY WEAKNESS OF SWEETS, SOFUKKITYESILLGO!

13. Choose a champion!

Uh, me? I know my way around hapkido, so I can fuck shit up!!

14. Favorite headcannon(s)?

How Vil gets the scar on his arm through an “unfortunate” lab accident.

15. Unpopular opinion?

Jack is basically a Subaru Sakamaki copy but furrified. CHANGE MY MIND.

16. You forgot to send Malleus an invitation. Your survival plan?

Three words: Giant. Iron. Cross!!! The bitch can’t touch me if I got it!!!!!

17. Be honest, would you trust Rook to shoot an apple off your head?

Depending on my level of adrenaline...

And if I get to eat the apple after!

18. Lilia, Ace and Kalim invite you to hang out with them. Do you go?

You had me at MAYHEM, so hell yea!

19. Where is your favorite place to chill on campus?

Anywhere. Wherever I walk on campus, i’d like the place. As long as it’s got a good place for me to sit, with a nice view, for reading, listening to music or sketching.

20. Ortho asks if you’ll help him drag Idia out of his room so he won’t skip class. How does that work out?

I know what it’s like to be on your lonesomeness, so hopefully we’d negotiate: he helps me back up data on my phone, and I teach him basic rules on how to be comfortable with talking to people: proper eye contact, clear dialect of speaking, etc. (thank my HS drama teacher for this)

21. Who would you rather train with? Jack, Sebek or Ashton?

Sebek; the dude knows what he’s doing.

22. You’re locked up in Mr.S’s shoppe after hours. Who’s with you?

Deuce or Trey, anyone with a sense of direction honestly.

23. Leona fell asleep...again. This time on top of you. You have potions in 15 minutes. What do you do?

One of three things that could get me killed: push him off, slap him awake, or drag him by the ears, hair or tail off me and RUN LIKE A BAT OUTTA HELL!!!

24. Would you rather go on a magic carpet ride with Kalim, let Vil give you the Pomefiore spa treatment or play on Azul’s grand piano (with his supervision)?

Well, 1. I’m afraid of heights and 2. Can’t play the piano for sh*t, so the spa, cuz a bitch needs to unwind every now and then from college stress!

25. Grimm feels a little left out. Comfort him?

Scratch him behind the ears (I’ve got a dog who loves it when I scratch behind her ears, so why not?) and pet him soothingly.

I tag: @disasteromnia @flowerofthemoonworld @nerdgod555

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