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epelletea · 11 months

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A Song For You!~

A/N: Its been months since I’ve written something but I have the urge to write about this man. I love Cruella Deville and her song so thats what this is inspired by.

Crewel x Music Teacher! Reader

Gender Neutral Reader

Suggestive Near the End

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“La da da tum tum!~”

You hummed softly as your nimble fingers danced gracefully across the piano keys. Cater, one of your students, raised his hand, a hint of curiosity in his voice, "Um, Teacher? Don't most songs have lyrics?"

A gentle chuckle escaped your lips as you swiveled around in your chair, facing your attentive students. With a playful twinkle in your eyes, you stood up and positioned yourself in front of them, ready to share your wisdom. "Patience, my darlings," you said, your voice carrying a soothing tone. "When it comes to crafting a song, one must first discover the melody before finding the perfect words to accompany it."

With chalk in hand, you approached the whiteboard, ready to visually depict the melody for your students to review. Carefully, you began to trace the notes, forming the musical arrangement before their eyes. "Now, who would like to lend their voice to this tune?" you asked, turning your gaze towards the eager faces before you. Kalim's hand shot up, his enthusiasm contagious. "Ooh! Oh! Pick me, please!" he exclaimed, waving his hand excitedly. You chuckled warmly, acknowledging his enthusiasm. "Alright, Mr. Al Asim, the stage is yours," you declared, giving him the opportunity to showcase his singing prowess. Kalim confidently sang the melody displayed on the board, albeit with minor mistakes, yet his performance remained commendable. A wide grin spread across your face as you applauded him wholeheartedly. "Very well done, Mr. Al Asim!" you praised, clapping your hands in appreciation. Kalim beamed with pride, returning to his seat with a renewed sense of accomplishment.

"Now, I want all of you to come together and sing the tune as a group," you commanded, settling back into your seat beside the piano. The students rose from their seats, eager to join their voices in unison. You nodded in approval and began playing the melody on the piano, setting the rhythm for their collective performance. As the harmonious notes filled the air, you swayed your head in time with the beat, fully immersed in the melodic symphony produced by your students.

However, amidst the musical bliss, your attention was momentarily drawn to the classroom door. Your gaze locked with that of a familiar figure, Divus Crewel. He stood outside, engaging in conversation with other students. It was apparent that he was in his element, employing his signature stern expressions and wielding his pointer with a sharp smack against his hand, imparting discipline in his own unique way.

You let out a frustrated sigh and abruptly stopped playing, rising from your seat with determination. "Hold on a moment, children," you said, making your way out of the classroom and standing directly in front of the door. With hands firmly planted on your hips, you called out in a playful yet assertive manner, "Oh, yoohoo! Mr. Crewel!" The sound of his name being called caught his attention, causing him to halt his scolding. A sigh escaped his lips as he turned around to face you, his expression tinged with annoyance. "May I help you?" he retorted.

"Leave those poor students alone, you little devil," you retorted back, standing your ground. "I'm quite certain whatever they did does not warrant your cruel scolding." The students beside Crewel glanced between him and you, sensing an opportunity to escape. Seizing the moment, they quickly made their getaway, fleeing the scene. Crewel glanced at the departing students and then glared back at you. "And how would you know? You weren't the one observing them," he hissed with a sharp tone. "Misbehaving pups deserve to be disciplined," he added, forcefully smacking his pointer against his hand in frustration.

"Oh, you and your ‘puppy’ talk," you responded, rolling your eyes playfully. "Whatever, Mr. Crewel. Run along now before I decide to scold you," you teased, playfully dismissing him as you turned and walked back into your classroom, leaving Crewel to contemplate his next move.

After reentering the classroom, you felt the weight of all eyes on you. "My apologies for the sudden disruption, students. Now, let's get back to our lesson," you sincerely apologized, settling back into your seat. Resuming your position at the piano, you resumed playing the rhythmic accompaniment as the students resumed singing the song in unison.

As the familiar melody filled the room, a spark of inspiration ignited within you. A creative idea began to take shape in your mind. "Crewel... and Devil..." you muttered to yourself, contemplating the connection between the words. Your eyes widened with excitement as the idea fully flourished in your thoughts. Unable to contain your enthusiasm, you exclaimed, "That's it!" The students looked at you with a mixture of confusion and curiosity, intrigued by your sudden outburst.

“Crewel De Vil!~ Crewel De Vil!

If he doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will!

To see him is to take a sudden chill!

Crewel Crewel!

He’s a like a spider waiting for the kill!

Look out for Crewel De Vil!~”

You sang out with passion, playing the lively tune on the piano. "You see, students! Once you've got the melody down, the lyrics come to you!" you exclaimed, filled with excitement. The students chattered among themselves, giggling at the humorous lyrics you composed about your workmate. Snap! You snapped your fingers, and the piano continued playing on its own, providing a lively background.

With a spring in your step, you walked around the room, visiting each student in turn, weaving creative lyrics as you went along:

"At first, you think Crewel is the devil

But after time has worn away the shock

You’ve come to realize you’ve seen his kinda of eyes

Watching you from underneath a rock!"

You continued on, adding playful lines for each student, capturing their unique personalities and quirks. The room filled with laughter and delight as the impromptu song unfolded, making the learning experience all the more enjoyable.

“This vampire bat, this inhuman beast

He ought to be locked up and never released

The world was such a wholesome place until

Crewel, Crewel De Vil!~”

As the song came to an end, you returned to your seat next to the piano, gently stopping the keys from playing themselves. Malleus offered a compliment, appreciating the amusing nature of the song. "Why, thank you, Mr. Draconia," you responded with a contented smile. The positive feedback continued as Cater enthusiastically chimed in, praising the catchiness and ease of learning the song. He even hummed it with joy. The rest of the students eagerly shared their compliments and expressed their opinions on the song, creating a cheerful atmosphere within the classroom.

"Alright, settle down, children!" you called out, seeking their attention. "I'm thrilled to hear that you appreciate the song! Now, for your homework, I want each of you to create your own tune and share it with the class," you instructed, fostering their creativity and encouraging their musical abilities. The students nodded eagerly, ready to embark on their own musical adventures.

As the day drew to a close and the students had departed for their respective dorms, you gathered your belongings and stepped out of the classroom. To your delight, you were greeted by the familiar face of Crewel, who had become your beloved fiancé. A playful smirk adorned your lips as you acknowledged his presence. "Oh, Crewel, what a pleasant surprise," you remarked, teasingly.

Crewel chuckled in response, his handsome features lighting up. "Is it truly a surprise anymore? I come to pick you up every day, darling," he quipped, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.

"Well, it still feels like a surprise because I get to lay my eyes on this devilishly handsome face of yours," you cooed affectionately, planting a gentle peck on his cheek. He rolled his eyes playfully and offered his arm for you to hold onto. With a joyful smile, you gladly accepted his gesture, intertwining your arm with his as the two of you walked together, ready to embark on the next chapter of your day.

“I heard the most strangest thing today. I heard some students singing a song about me today.” Crewel says causing you to raise your eyebrow at him curiously. You raise an eyebrow at Crewel, intrigued by his words. His revelation about the students singing a song captures your attention. As he continues, you can't help but stifle a chuckle, trying to suppress your amusement. "Oh, really? Singing a song about you?" you respond, feigning innocence.

Crewel's suspicion grows evident as he locks his gaze onto you, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. "If I recall correctly," he muses, "the lyrics they were singing referred to me as... what was it again? Ah, yes. A devil." He stops in his tracks, turning towards you and leaning in closer. With a playful smirk adorning his face, he challenges you, "Now, where have I heard that peculiar word being associated with me before?"

You meet his gaze, your eyes dancing with mischief. "Oh, darling, it must be a mere coincidence," you reply, barely containing your laughter. "After all, who would ever think of calling you a devil? It's simply preposterous, isn't it?" You say continuing to play innocent.

As Crewel cups your chin and forces you to meet his intense gaze, you feel a surge of both anticipation and intrigue. His thumb delicately brushes against your lip, causing a subtle shiver to run down your spine. The room suddenly feels charged with his presence.

His hands sneak around your waist, drawing you closer to him. You can feel his warm breath tickling your ear as he leans in, his voice low and intimate. The proximity of his body and the intimacy of his touch sends a wave of excitement through you.

"Now, you know I don't appreciate dishonesty, darling," he whispers, his words tinged with a mixture of seduction and warning. The closeness of his voice against your ear sends a shiver down your spine, causing your heart to race.

“Liars get punished.”

In that moment, the playful banter is replaced by a charged tension, and you find yourself caught up in the intensity of the moment. The world around you fades away, leaving only the magnetic connection between the two of you.

His words were enough to make your imagination run wild. A low chuckle escape Crewel lips, as he lets go of you leaving you a blushing mess. “Guess, we’ll have to wait until we get home to see if your telling the truth or not my dear.” He says now laughing.

“Besides the best song you could ever sing for me is when you are in bed.”

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#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #disney #twisted wonderland x reader #crewel x reader #divus crewel #twst headcanons #twst fanfic #fanfic #twst crewel

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epelletea · 1 year

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YOUR GUARDIANSBOF TWST FIC IS SO SO GOOD!!! I've been actually looking for something with a similar premise and I'm so happy I ran into you!!! Absolutely stellar work!

Omg thank you!! <3 i really didn't think people would like it since its really off from canon! But I'm happy to hear you enjoy it! :)

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epelletea · 1 year

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Guardians of Twisted

A/n: A silly little probably on-going thing I'll write for fun. Basically the Great Seven come back to life and have to be mentors for their respective Dorms! Also funny haha of the title being based off of Guardians of The Galaxy Small Headcanon(s): Idia is very much related to Hades in this because why not and Hades is still kinda alive?? But not really?? I don't know how to explain it. Fairy Godmother is also alive?? Along with a few other characters.

This is obviously very non-canon and is my own little Au! Enjoy!!

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Chapter One

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There in the darkness, stood large and tall. The 7 great statues of Twisted Wonderland finest of Villains. The Tyrannical Queen of Hearts, the Nefarious Sorcerer Jafar, the Mischievous fae Maleficent, the Manipulative Sea Witch Ursula, the Prideful Lion Scar, the deadly beautiful Evil Queen and one the most feared gods Hades.

The statues began to shake and crumble. As if it were shedding a new shell. The first one to crumble away was Jafar’s statue. With a really loud groan and tight grip on his specter he pushes away any leftover rubble on him. “Oh great Allah, no matter how many times I do that I’m always going to get a crick in my neck.” He complains, holding the back of his neck and cracking it in a violent manner. “Ah. Much better.” He says out of relief. “You’ll get used to it.” Hades statue says as it engulfs in blue flames revealing Hades himself in his true form. “You only say that because you are used to this shit.” An irritated voice rings out. “Someone help me out of here. You! Big forehead! Pull my tentacle out.” Ursula shouts out. Her lower half was still completely covered in stone.

“You will refer to me as The Queen of Hearts!!” The red queen yells angrily as her statue turns red in anger. In a fit of rage it breaks off with the Red Queen hopping up and down in a tantrum. “If only I had my soldiers! I would've gotten off your head sooner!!” She yells waving her scepter in the air agressively. “Oh, could you please not start with her. Her yelling gives me a headache.” Scar whines covering his ears with his paws. He sits on his pillar lazily as he side-eyes to Maleficent’s statue. Her statue stood still and silent.

“Where the hell is she? Isn’t she the one who called this meeting?” The Evil Queen asks annoyed, flicking off any remaining dust on her. “Hey queenie.” Hades yells out. “What is it?” Queen asks annoyed, sparing a glance towards the blue flamed god. Hades only smirks and points at his nose. The Evil Queen raises an eyebrow and looks down at her nose. She gasps out loud realizing it was crooked. She quickly fixes it, covering herself from everyone. “Ahem.” She coughs out, pretending nothing had happened. Hades starts to laugh out loud along with Jafar at the Queen’s nose.

“Hello!? Anyone!?? Octopus is still in stone over here!” Ursula shouts as she struggles against the stone.

Loud maniacal laughter rings out throughout the room. Maleficent’s statue begins to shake and crumble. As green lightning starts emitting from it along with the ground slowly rising in green flames. With a big explosion , her statue explodes with rubble flying out everywhere. “Hey! Watch it! Woah!” Ursula screams as rubble comes in contact with her breaking her fully out of the stone. “Rejoice my villainous friends!” Maleficent's voice yells out. She stood tall and proud with a mischievous smirk on her face. “Today is the day!” She steps out her stone pillar and walks over to the mirror with a fast pace.

The other villains quickly gather around her in confusion but curiosity. “Today is the day we can finally roam around the world once more!” She lightly taps her scepter on the mirror. The mirror reflection begins to ripple as it starts to change. “What do you mean! Roam!?” Queen asks excitedly, grabbing onto Maleficent’s shoulder. Maleficent’s shoo’s her hands away from her in disgust. “Don’t touch me. What did I say about that?” She quickly shakes her head and puts her attention back on the mirror. “For the week, there is going to be a blue moon. With this blue moon we are able to make a pathway towards the real world.” She explains. “Only for a week? How disappointing.” Jafar sighs. “Be grateful! We could still be stuck in that stone for another thousand years!” Maleficent with swift arms hits Jafar on the head. “Now my friends! The portal is ready!” She yells out. The mirror begins to ripple aggressively. “Onwards to freedom!” She yells out.

One by one, each villain walks through the mirror laughing maniacally leaving Maleficent to be the last one. She bangs her scepter on the ground. Green fog is emitting around her form. Green lightning shooting of it and with a loud roar. A giant black dragon appears from the fog as she flies immediately through the mirror.

Colors of red, blue, green etc are swirling around. As a giant black castle begins to appear in view. The view suddenly zooms in quickly into the castle straight into a hall of mirrors. There was a crowd of people standing around, talking amongst themselves as if they were waiting for something.

“Ladies and gentlemen, get ready!” Yells a feminine voice. She was dressed in white and purple fabric. Next to her were three ladies. The first one was dressed in red, the middle was dressed in blue and the last one was dressed in green. “Wands up!” The one in white yells. A loud roar emits from one of the mirrors. “Now!” She yells out.

Colors streams come out of their wands as Maleficent dragon form flies out from the mirror. The color streams quickly hit her body making her roar out in pain struggling to keep flapping her wings. Struggling she slowly falls to the ground, her dragon form retreating away, soon revealing just herself. “Quickly grab it from her!” One of the women yells out. A man dressed in black and purple clothing with a crow mask grabs Maleficent scepter making her immediately react to grab it back but only fails by falling to the ground. “Remember kids. Stealing is bad, don't do what I do.” The man says handing the scepter over to the woman dressed in white. Maleficent weakly looks up around her to see her companions that were also weakened on the ground around her except for Hades he was sitting there bald and wet. She shoots a glare towards the three women that stood next to her.

“Flora… Fauna… Merryweather. What a delight to see you three.” She says sarcastically. “I knew it was too good to be true!” Ursula shouts out angrily. “And those little fairies took my scepter too!” Jafar groans, picking himself up from the floor. “Now this is just plain shameful. Water doesn’t weaken me but still I’m bald now!” Hades complained touching his head where his fire hair used to be. “Now could I please get your attention.” The woman in white yells out. “Now as you can see we have weakened you all. We were well aware of you all coming down so we took extra precaution to this. Let me introduce myself! You must’ve heard of me. I am Fairy Godmother.” The woman announces making her way to stand in front of the villainy bunch. “The bipididi bopidi boo bitch? What are you going to do to turn a carrot into a carriage?” Ursula laughs out. The other villains join in with her laughing. Fairy godmother rolls her eyes and puts a hand out to help up Maleficent. Maleficent only scoffs at her pushing herself off the ground without her help. “So. Why are we here then? You could’ve just locked us back up.” She questions dusting herself off.

“Well one, it was a pumpkin not a carrot. Two, if you haven’t noticed already.” Fairy Godmother moves herself out of the way and gestures towards a group of students that stood in the background wide eyed in shock by what was happening in front of them. “I thought this would be a nice educational moment for the students here at Night Ravens College to get to know the people they are learning about. Isn’t that right Mr. Crowley.” Fairy Godmother ensures looking over to the Crow masked man. “I think that’s an absolutely perfect idea. Here we have our Dorm Leaders with their Co leaders. Let me introduce them to you all.” Crowley says, smiling, walking over to the first group.

“Y-your royal highness! I am Riddle Rosehearts!” The small red hair boy blurts out nervously quickly getting on one knee bowing down to the Queen of Hearts. The other two men behind him quickly follow him doing the same. “These are my Co-Leaders: Trey Clover and Cater Diamond.” He introduces. “Your highness. It is an honor.” Trey says, bowing his head. “I am resisting the urge to take my phone out right now.” Cater whispers. “Don’t.” Both Trey and Riddle whisper out in response to him. “Hm. They aren’t my royal guards but they will do for now. All of you sit up straight!” The Red Queen orders out. All three of the boys quickly almost stumbled over each other and stood up straight. “Looks like you already have that under control. Onto the next one.” Crowley walks over to the next group.

“This is Leona Kingscholar and his Co-Leader Ruggie Bucchi!” Crowley announces. Scar yawns and looks up at the two feline-like people. “I couldn’t care less who you are as long as you don’t bother me if I am sleeping then we are good.” He says lazily, rolling his eyes. “Same could be said for me.” Leona replies. Scar side eyes the small hyena standing next to him speechless staring at him. He snaps his paw at him forcing Ruggie out of his trance. “Take a picture and maybe it will last even longer.” He chuckles out maliciously.

Crowley moves on towards the next group. “Ah. This is Azul Ashengrotto and these two over here are Floyd and Jade Leech.” He introduces. Before Azul could say anything Ursula does a loud ‘Hm’ as she stares at the twins behind him. “You two remind me of my little babies. They were named Flim and Flam. Oh, I loved them so much until they died.” Ursula states in a slightly sad manner but covers it up with a cough. “Miss Ursula. You have been my biggest inspiration and role model.” Azul says cutting in. “Hm. You have taste. Not everyone looks up to a great and powerful Sea Witch like me.” Ursula boasts confidently, pushing her hair back.

Shuffling over to the next group, Crowley raises his hand up to introduce, he is quickly shoved to the side by a man wearing a Robin Hood-like hat. The man gets on his knee taking the Evil Queen’s hand giving her a small peck on the back of her hand. “Mademoiselle, it is an honor to meet you right now.” The man says. “Hmph. Unhand me.” The Evil Queen says disgusted rudely, taking her hand away from him. “Apologies Madame. I am Rook Hunt.” Rook moves back, bowing his head at her. “I apologize for his sudden behavior, your highness. I am Vil Schoenheit.” Vil says glaring at Rook for his reckless behavior. The Evil Queen looks Vil up and down. Examining his looks and attire. “Wow. You are quite the beauty. But not as beautiful as me obviously.” She ‘compliments’. “That coming from you is enough to satisfy me.” Vil responds with a slightly pained smile.

With that, Crowley moves along to another group. “This is Kalim Al Asim and Jamil Viper.” He introduces. Before Kalim could give Jafar a peppy ‘Hello’ Jafar scoffs at him and shoos him away. “Ugh, you remind me of the Sultan and it only gives me nothing but anger while looking at you. But you, however…” Jafar shoves Kalim to the side leaving him standing there sad and confused. Jafar looks deeply into Jamil’s eyes causing Jamil to become slightly unsettled by the sudden action. “You.. have potential. I can practically see right through you. You can do many things…” Jafar states. “Jamil what does he mean by th-“ Kalim mouth gets covered up quickly by Jamil. “Don’t worry and don’t question it.” Jamil replies quickly. Jafar only laughs out loudly at the sudden reaction. “This is going to be fun.” He chuckles deeply.

Crowley slowly walks away from the group and signals to the Fairies to keep an eye on them. He clears his throat and stands next to well, not exactly a group.. It consists of a small kid with a tablet. “Ah. That Idia. Still refusing to come out of that hole of his.” Hades says annoyed. He crouched down to the small kid holding the tablet. “It would’ve been nice for my own grandkid to come by and see me.” He says speaking into the tablet, poking it. “It would’ve been even nicer if you stayed where you were and never came here.” A voice speaks out of it. “You gotta stop leaving your brother to do things for you and touch some grass for once would’ ya??” Hades insults, his lips turning into a scowl. “I try to take him out of his room sometimes.” The small child adds in. “I’m surprised he listens to you but good job Ortho.” Hades takes his hand and scuffles up the boy’s hair (if that’s physically possible).

Crowley stands on the side holding a hand to his heart. “I love Family Reunions.” He sniffles, wiping a tear from his eye. Last but not least, he finally stops towards the last group. Only one man stands there alone. “Now, isn’t this weird? Mr. Draconia, where is your Co-Dorm Leader?” Crowley questions, shocked. “He said he couldn’t make it but he will be at the dorm if you need him.” Malleus responds. “I’m quite shocked as well. He usually never leaves my side and wouldn’t let an opportunity like this go to waste.” He adds in. “I’ve heard all about you. You are supposed to be my next suppressor for the Thorn Fairy title.” Maleficent informs sluggishly , lifting herself off from the ground. “I’ve watched over you for a while. I must say. I’m quite thoroughly impressed with your abilities. But let’s make one thing clear.” She says staring deeply into Malleus' eyes, her eyes maliciously glowing green. “Until my time is left in this world. I will be taking my title back.” She says with a smirk. Malleus is quite surprised by the words but nonetheless goes back to his cool demeanor. He doesn’t respond to what Maleficent says, he only smiles and nods his head.

“Now that is out of the way. The Dorm and Co Dorm Leaders will lead you to their dorm and show you around. When it is time to dispatch, there will be a knight ready to escort you into the place you will be staying at.” Fairy Godmother says, waving her wand in a circle while small sparkle dust particles arise from it. “Bippity Boppity Boo!” She chants. The small sparkle particles lay towards the ground as knights in shining armor appear from it. “Bippity Boppity Bug off.” Ursula sneers , laughing at her joke while the rest of the Villainy crew laughs along with her. With a loud ‘Hmph’ from Fairy Grandmother she puts her wand away. “I hope these kids teach you some manners as well. I will be leaving you with Mr. Crowley. Please ring, if you need me! Oh and I’ll be taking these.” She says taking the scepters from Crowley and Fairies hands. “Come on ladies. We don’t wanna keep Mickey waiting… God knows what he is up to right now… Toodles!” With a small wave of her wand she and the other fairies leave.

“Well I hope we can all get along and have no troubles this week. Now let’s get you all situated with the school.” Crowley announces, and with that the Villainy Bunch had now suddenly became Mentors for a group of kids that practically idolizes them… who know what they will be in for this week either good or bad.

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epelletea · 1 year

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I start a lot of projects and never finish them but I swear guys i have one last Familiar Tune Part i have in the works to wrap up the series only for now

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland

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epelletea · 1 year

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"omg they are so attractive 😍😍"

The they in question pt.2:

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epelletea · 1 year

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ROOK BRAINROT ROOK BRAINROT GOTTA WRITE GOTTA WRITE

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #rook hunt

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epelletea · 1 year

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I've read your "Are These TWST Characters Ready to Date?" post - and it is good. But next time just write "No they aren't, and I'll explain why", and it will be even better)

Oh? Should i edit it then? I tend to badly explain things or go on tangents.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland

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epelletea · 1 year

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Are These TWST Characters Ready to Date?

A/N: This one isn’t’t really a true disneyfy post but I had this little thought of hm which characters would actually be ready for a relationship or not. So here we are! I tried to make it still cute as possible tho :) also some of these are brutally honest or silly

♡ Most of them are going to be a No but I’ll explain why I think this. But don’t worry I did say yes to some characters so not all hope is lost plus this is just a silly little headcanon and thoughts I had

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Heartslaybul + Che’Nya

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🌹 Riddle Rosehearts

Personally, he’s not quite ready for a relationship just yet. I feel as if he wants to try and focus on his personal issues first before he can get into especially try and fix his relationship with his mom or cut her out of his life.

He wants to be fully ready and prepared to go into a relationship. He wants to be mentally ready for his S/O. The last thing he would want is to become their personal baggage.

So, overall give him some to time to work on himself and his other issues and he’ll be ready to date :)

♣️Trey Clover

It’s not that he’s not ready. It’s more like it wasn’t on his mind.

He’s many other things on his mind that being his family business, school work and etc.

So anything remotely related to relationships and romance wasn’t really exactly on his mind.

But this doesn’t mean he isn’t ready. He actually is quite ready or at least doesn’t mind having an S/O.

It would be nice to have something more than just platonic love from someone.

So go ahead and ask him out! It’s probably a 50/50 if he says yes or not but go ahead and take the risk!

♦️Cater Diamond

Oh must definitely not.

He is not ready for any fully committed relationship.

However… he will do flings or at least causal date.

Now hear me out. He obviously doesn’t want anyone to really get to know him. None of that personal deep shit (even though he really should open himself and GET THERAPY!)

At least with casual dating, he doesn’t really need to form a real close relationship with them. He can just come and go as he pleases.

God forbid, he ever starts feeling real emotions towards them that’s when he gotta run.

He also has to deal with his obvious personal issues and family issues… he might just need to cut off his sisters at this point.

So yeah sorry Cater lovers, he’s not exactly ready for a committed relationship but he’ll casually date you but don’t be surprised when it’s cut short.

♥️Ace Trappola

If I remember correctly, he has already dated in his life. So he has actually been in a silly little relationship.

I’m going to be 100% honest with you all. I have no idea if he is ready for one or not.

I feel like he’s also a casual dater but wouldn’t mind if the relationship happens to get a little deeper and personal.

This might be short because again I have no idea for him. So go ahead and date this skrunkle he wouldn’t mind.

But be a little wary, I feel like their would be some ups and downs. Maybe a little arguing but overall a plain simple relationship.

♠️Deuce Spade

He’s not ready or at least feels he’s not ready

I feel like speaking about romance and anything related to it would send him into a flustered frenzy which is really cute of him.

He doesn’t think he’s ready because you know his delinquent history and then schoolwork. Yeah his mind is cluttered with so many things so dating would be another thing to clutter on his mind.

He wouldn’t know what to do because then he will be stuck in the mindset of just wanting to please his S/O and make them proud just like how he wants to make his mother proud.

But rest assured, I think a relationship would do him well actually. If he had a S/O it would help calm him down and I don’t know I feel like it would do really well for him.

So go ahead and date him! You might wanna try and convince him first.

Che’Nya

I don’t know anything about him good enough to not say that he’s ready for a relationship.

Therefore go ahead and date him.

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Savanaclaw

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Leona Kingscholar

Sorry honey, he’s not ready for a relationship.

I don’t even think he wants a relationship at the moment.

Now I don’t wanna people to think it’s because he’s “lazy” or anything. It’s actually not that.

He needs to get out this really depressive mindset he has going on in his head. The real reason why he is so “lazy” in the first place.

He doesn’t really have the motivation to quite do anything. He knows his worth and is actually really good at a lot of things but he’s just stuck in this loop of “what’s the point” or “it’s no use” and keep shoving down all those emotions and skills he has to just sleep it away.

It’s going to be a really long while before he’ll be ready to get into a relationship. He really badly needs to work on getting himself out of those dumps.

The first step of that should be him graduating out of NRC.

Ruggie Bucchi

Romance is the last thing on his mind right now and could not really care for it.

He’s more focused on the whole ordeal thing with Leona and also trying to gain a little bit more money for himself.

Unless you are walking stack of cash. Don’t expect him to be dating yet.

Keyword on that yet. Let him get some money first and himself together and he’ll get right back to you.

Jack Howl

He’s just like Ruggie. It’s not really a thing on his brain and I wouldn’t exactly say he doesn’t care for it?

It’s a little complicated than that. He thinks dating will be nice but just not right now.

His current goal is to try and become stronger.

After his whole training thing maybe he’ll think about getting an S/O.

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Octavinelle

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Azul Ashengrotto

I want to say yes but he’s not ready for one.

He probably doesn’t even think about dating.

But if he was too. Yeah honey he’s absolutely not even the slightest bit of interested.

Although it would be really cute if he did get one.

He also needs to work on himself before he can get into the dating scene. I’m sure he would want to be mentally prepared first before he can just jump right into dating someone.

Floyd Leech

Dating? Romance? Love?

Oh Boy, I think we have another casual dater on our hands.

I feel like he doesn’t want anything too serious on his plate right now so casual dating is the best course for him.

He is not ready for any fully committed relationship. I feel like being in a committed relationship for him would seem like it’s too much work or restricting his freedom.

So you can date him but don’t feel like it’ll last long unless you really touched his heart. Until then don’t be surprised with a sudden breakup and the reasoning of it being is that he “got bored” of you.

Jade Leech

Now I want to say he is like Floyd. But he’s not.

I’ve said it before in a post before about Jade and dating.

It’s not on his mind at all actually. But if you bring up to him I’m sure he wouldn’t mind having a lover.

Quite different from Floyd way, he wouldn’t be into the casual dating thing. He’s more of “waiting for the right one” type.

So is he ready to date? Yes actually. I think he would be quite the gentleman in a relationship.

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Scarabia

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Kalim Al Asim

He is a bundle of joy. But I don’t think he’s quite ready yet to get into dating although he probably thinks he is.

When I think of Kalim, I think of Joy from Inside Out. They’re doing their absolute best for others and so much more. But they keep pushing their problems to the side and try to cover it up pushing this toxic positivity onto themselves.

He would be an absolute amazing S/O. But he needs to know that it’s okay to not always be happy and to have some doubt about things.

But if you’re gonna date him, try and help him out bit and bring some reality to him. He doesn’t want to know the real truth about things which is understandable but someone’s going to have to tell him.

Jamil Viper

I don’t think so.

One he is not ready and two he’s definitely ain’t thinking about it either.

With his whole ordeal with Kalim and his own personal issues. Yeah he’s not mentally ready enough to be in one.

Plus I don’t think he wants one at the current moment. Thought it would be nice, he has probably once thought about it.

But he wants to have this freedom of just himself first before he can let in another person into his life.

Just give a him a few months to breathe.

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Pomefiore + Neige

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Vil Schoenheit

Odd enough, no he’s not and he’s aware of this.

He wants to work on himself and get his insecurity issues on check before he can date someone.

He wants to better himself for his this future S/O. He wants to show them his beauty in many ways and forms but right now he has to fix this.

But when he is ready , oh be rest assured he will be the best lover there is out there.

Plus I also feel like he’s another person who is “waiting for the right one”

Rook Hunt

Oh honey. He’s been ready to get into a relationship.

This is the Rook Hunt we are talking about here.

However, he’s deeply into the “Happily Ever After” thing

So be ready to get pulled into a loving and long lasting relationship with him.

Epel Felmier

(omg that’s me /t)

Oh Love. He’s not ready.

I think it’s little silly go to think this way but I feel like he wants to be more “manlier” to get into a relationship.

As we all know, Epel has this inner toxic masculinity thing he has. He wants to be more manlier and tougher Like the people in Savanaclaw.

Although he needs to realize that you can still be a man and be well feminine.

Let him work out his inner demons first and he’ll get back to you.

Neige LeBlanche

I don’t know quite a lot about his character other than he’s just Snow White.

And if I remember much from Snow White she generally very friendly and cute.

So, sure go ahead and date him. I think he’s ready!

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Ignihyde

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🎮Idia Shroud

I am going to be 100% honest with you all once again.

Absolutely not.

BUT !

A relationship will do him really well. So please date him! I’m begging!!

Just hear me out. He is mentally not there and probably not that stable and I’m realizing as I type this…. this is seeming like a “I can fix him” situation.

No because I’m telling you! It would definitely fix him in some way! An S/O would do him so well and good for him.

He’ll probably start talking more and go outside quite a lot if his S/O wants him too.

I’m begging someone please date this man.

💙Ortho Shroud

N0 <3

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Diasomnia

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Malleus Draconia

We all wanna date him. But is he ready to date?

My answer is… yes but no???

I’m quite indifferent on him.

I personally feel like he is ready because hes been lonely for so long. Having a S/O would be magical and amazing for him.

He would really enjoy having another person around and especially sharing that romantic bond.

But something is also telling me that maybe he should wait just a little longer. I dont have quite the explanation yet.

But yes, go ahead and date the poor dragon man. He needs someone.

Lilia Vanrouge

Oh must definitely. He’s getting pretty old and he’s going to want to settle down soon.

This old man has probably already been in relationships before and already know all the ropes. He’s just been keeping it steady so he can watch over Malleus.

But now, I think it’s time for him get out some more and start mingling around with people his age (if it’s possible)

You know find someone to truly settle down with and probably live eternally with until death do them apart.

You know… old people things.

Silver

Dating is not a really thing on his mind.

But he has once thought of having someone special.

But it usually gets shoved to the side and goes back to focusing on whatever important task at hand.

Sebek Zigvolt

Absolutely not.

He is just like Decue.

If you come to him asking him about anything romantic or related to it he will become redder than a tomato.

How could you ask such a “inappropriate” topic to him! How dare you!

Silliness aside, he’s really not interested in dating right now. His main priority is Malleus Draconia.

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TWST Dorm Leader reacts to you having Ridiculously Long Hair

A/n: Im listening to the Rapunzel soundtrack. Y’all know the drill time to write a headcanon based off it. I’m also running out of ideas so this is going to be quick and short. Also Merry Christmas to anyone who celebrates it! My gift to you!!

Context: Basically the Dorm Prefect has long hair like Rapaunzel.

Includes: Riddle Rosehearts Azul Ashengrotto Vil Schoenheit

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Riddle Rosehearts

He knew your hair was long…

But he didn’t think it was this long.

You usually always had it braided up in one big braid and it practically dragged behind you wherever you walked.

He was the one who suggested to help you wash your hair because since it was dragging behind you in the floor it was getting quite dirty.

Watching you unravel your hair from you braid and seeing more hair come fall out of it… it was quite a fascinating sight to see.

How do you managed to do your hair everyday? Especially by yourself!

He suggested that you should perhaps cut it so it can make your life more easier.

Quite surprised at your sudden deny, he sighs knowing that there will be no used in trying to persuade you. He decided to help you out.

With only two of you the process of washing was going to be a long one. So he ordered Ace and Deuce to come over and help using the washing a sort of punishment for them earlier for breaking the rules.

After a few tangles, whining , complaining and even more de-tangling. You all managed to get it done!

Riddle decided to give you a schedule on when your next wash day should be so the next time you do it he can come over and help and use another of his unlucky students that needed punishment.

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Azul Ashengrotto

At first he didn’t understand what was taking you so long to finish your hair.

You had promised to meet up with Azul as the Monster Lounge and well. It’s been 30 minutes now and you haven’t appeared yet.

So obviously he sent Jade and Floyd to go retrieve you but when they suddenly come back empty handed and wide eyed at the sight they saw. He had to go check it out himself.

Opening the door, he was immediately greeted by a long trail of hair that lead all the way upstairs to your room.

Was… all of this.. your hair?

Now he knows what was taking you so long. You were basically brushing out an entire ocean of hair.

He decided to cut you some slack for being late for your meeting with him.

He suggested on cutting your hair but you refused profusely and asked him to just help you braid it back up.

He agreed to help speed up your process. Getting Jade and Floyd in to help along with some of the students he had made contracts with to help you out.

It did speed the process up but it did take the entire day.

He still thinks it would be better off if you just cut your hair. But he decided to wait until the opportunity was right and perhaps.. make a deal out of it. Maybe he could sell your hair? But alas that would be secret future plan for when the time comes.

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Vil Schoenheit

He didn’t mind when you asked him to help brush your hair.

He assumed it looked difficult to maintain it due to the huge braid you wore.

But oh my…

This was extremely long.

Oh he’s going to need all hands on deck for this. He had his work cut out for him.

He called a emergency dorm meeting getting all most of the Pomefieore students to help out.

How were you able to manage this all by yourself?! He’s completely in shock and even impressed you have some dedication to keep your hair this long.

Not only that. You kept it in such good condition. It was soft, silky and quite easy to brush through. Little to no knots. He’s very proud of your management.

As much as he loves how long your hair is... He does recommend cutting it.

Obviously you refused the suggestion. But Vil wasn't going to take no as an answer especially if you had no reason behind it. He's already showing you many different hairstyles at different lengths.

Still refusing all of his suggestions. He sighs and leaves it alone for now.

The main priority right now is to brush and braid everything back into perfect order.

Once the session was done. He added little accessories to your hair to make it pop out more.

Despite the very long process, he quite enjoyed himself and having this little time with you.

Next time you need some help with some brushing, give him a call. He’ll gladly come help out again if he has the time.

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#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #disney #twisted wonderland x reader #twst fanfic #twst headcanons #twst imagines #headcanon #writing #vil schoenheit #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #twst

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epelletea · 1 year

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Yall hear me out. Queen of Mean from Descendants but it’s Vil singing it as he overblots. If you think about it a few of Descendants song can fit the TWST Cast.

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst imagines #disney #twst headcanons #vil schoenheit

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epelletea · 1 year

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Listen To My Voice

A/N: Hi! I’m a little nervous to post this but this is a fanfic that I started to make for simply my friends because I love to Disney-ify TWST as much as possible. So I like to give some info about this story before you continue!

In this story, things will be different from the canon story. There will be a few small changes and big changes such as certain Disney characters actually being canon and having interaction in the Story such as The Great 7 and etc, I won’t spoil the rest. The character “Yuu” is an actual character in the story. They are their own being but you are free to make up any look or gender for them. Heads up my own little Ocs are in here. When they are introduced I will give info on them. This is heavily inspired by the movie BELLE, Jem And The Holograms and Disney Descendants!! I will give more info the more we go through each chapter.

Abbreviation Meanings - Y/N = Your Name S/N = Stage Name H/C = Hair Color. The Y/N is uses neutral pronouns but if I missed a pronoun please tell me! I apologize I had The Y/n originally as my oc earlier and I had to scramble this, changing their names to Y/N or S/N. I probably miss some, again I apologize.

this is not proofread all the way... This is all in First POV not all chapters will be like this. chapter two.

About:

A simple popstar that just wanted to share music suddenly finds themself in a strange world once they find a weird pen. A world related to Disney characters and people related or based of them. A Twisted Wonderland... They find out this world is in trouble and they might be the only who might be able to give it a happily ever after. ♡.﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀﹀.♡

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Chapter One

"S/N! You're on at 10!"

My head begins to spin hearing those words. No matter how many times I hear them I don't think I'll ever be used to them. I've been in this popstar game for 3 years now, none of this is new to me but why do I still feel so nervous when it's time to go on for a show. Sighing, I picked up the brush from my desk and silently brushed out my hair. I was wearing a very long and fluffy pink wig. Looking into the mirror, all I saw was a neon pink mess. It looks like I just came straight out of the 80s pop era. My face is covered from head to toe with makeup and glitter. A bright pink star shaped mark on my eye while my cheek had glitter spread out everywhere. I made a small grunt when I realized the brush wouldn't go through a simple curl. "Oh come on you stupid brush!" I groaned, pulling on the brush to go through. After a few harsh pulls, I finally got it through causing me to drop the brush onto the floor.

"Great..." I rolled my eyes heavily annoyed. I pushed out my chair and bent down under my desk to grab my brush. "Jeez , how many things did I drop under here?" I ask myself to see many small items like small bows and the occasional makeup brushes. Something twinkles in the corner of my eye ,catching my attention. "Huh? What is that?" The twinkling was coming underneath some dust and other items; it looked like a pink gem. I blew away the dust moving the items from it. "Is this some kind of pen?" I grabbed the sparkly item and rose back out of the desk. "Huh? I don't remember buying this?" I said holding it up to the light. It looked like a pen but on the end of the pen was a rose quartz gem with a golden crest on it. "Hm. One of my fans must've gifted it to me." I grabbed some random paper on the side and clicked the top of the pen. "Let's see if it still has ink because I could use this for autograph signing." I brought the pain to paper and began to write.

But no ink came out?

I shook the pen and tried to again. Still no ink.

"Oh great it's out of ink. But it's still pretty." I shrugged and placed it down as it rolled towards the mirror. I went back to brushing my hair again humming a tune of one of my latest songs. I spun around in my chair rising up from it doing a big stretch. Unknowingly, knowing the events that were happening behind me. The pen that rolled towards the mirror began to glow bright. The mirror itself began to take an effect due to the glowing. It was making a warped effect as the reflection in the mirror began to change. In the reflection, the walls seemed to have turned into the dark abyss as everything disappeared. Small neon green flames began to light up in the background. A white face similar to a phantom opera mask comes into existence.

I turned around from a small little jam session to myself dropping my brush in shock of what I was seeing in my mirror. I covered my mouth, eyes widening as my body began to tremble as if I was standing in the middle of frozen tundra. My legs began to feel like jelly making it hard to even stand up. What was I looking at right now? This couldn't be real... What I am looking at is not real. The white face stares back at me with its soulless eyes.

"When the moon rises and the clock chimes at midnight. You will be met with a choice. Choose your choice carefully because it will end up being your fate."

Its voice was ominous and low as its words echoed throughout the room. Once it finished its sentence it vanished along with the fire behind it going off one by one. The mirror begins to warp again, returning the reflection to its original. I was too scared to even speak or move. Its words kept ringing through my head beginning to give me a migraine. I quickly ran towards the mirror placing my hand onto the cold glass. I looked at intently and tried to look around in it to see if anything had looked different in the reflection. "What in the world was that...'' I sputtered out finally regaining the ability to speak again. "S/N! You are on in 5 mins! We need you to get out of there and get ready for your performance!" My manager yells out from behind my door. "O-Okay! I'm coming!" I yell back slowly backing away from the mirror not keeping my eyes off it. "Okay S/N. Let's not let it get to you. You have a performance to get too." I whisper to myself shaking my head to put my focus back on the real priority : The performance. I nod in agreement with myself quickly grabbing my jacket from off my chair hurriedly putting it on while walking out of my dressing room. I was immediately bombarded with staff workers and makeup artists running to my side. They began to bombard me with questions asking if I was okay or if I was missing anything. While the makeup artist tended to my face making sure I didn't mess up any of the makeup. At this moment now, they all began to sound muffled to me. The only words I kept hearing was the Face from the mirror. What did he mean by those words? Was I just hallucinating? "S/N, it's time to go on! Get ready!" My manager says take me out of my daze. I nod my head at her and quickly run onto the stage getting into position.

The performance.

Bright neon lights were on me. The crowd roared in happiness. The stage was engulfed in smoke. The time was now. It was time to be their star!

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I sang my last note with a heavy breath as I watched the lights turn off from the stage. The crowd screaming out my name sounded like true music to my ears. "Thank you everyone and goodnight!" I shouted out into the mic waving at the crowd of fans. I quickly ran off the stage taking off the mic, unhooking it making sure it was turned off. The staff bombarded me again to my aid. "Guys please, it's too hot. I just want to take this off and get back home. My break starts now." I gently shoved everyone that was in my face away and quickly walked to my dressing room. I push my back to the door and take a deep breath. Then releasing it with a big sigh of relief. God being surrounded 24/7 by these people can get so exhausting sometimes. I wish I could go back to being a regular person sometimes but I did choose this life myself. Music was my passion and I wanted to pursue it as a career with the help of my parents who made this all happen for me. I lift myself up from my door and take off my jacket, throwing it onto the chair as. Plopping myself onto the couch, as the soft cushion seeks in taking in my weight. Leaning my head against the cushion I close my eyes letting the darkness consume me. “Alright, that's one show done… 5 more to go.” I groaned out in aggravation. Throwing my legs in the air having a mini tantrum.

Why did I agree to do this mini tour.” I ask myself. Non Stop performing for the next few days and the worst part of it is that they are all repeats. I haven’t been able to write any new songs lately and everyone has been telling me ‘Hey when’s the next album?’ or ‘Uh? Album? Where is it?’ and it's starting to kill me. I have been so unmotivated lately. Every time I sit down to get started on the piece my brain fizzles out. I shook my head shaking out all of the negative thoughts out of my head. Finally there was nothing but peaceful relaxing silence. But that was easily broken with my phone alarm going off. I did one last loud groan, springing up from my seat and taking out my phone out of my coat pocket. “Breaks over. Let’s get this fan signing done already.” I click the alarm off and grab my jacket back, throwing it over my shoulder. I look over at the mirror. Remembering the events that happened before the performance flooded back into my mind. I cautiously walked up to the mirror placing my hand on the cold reflective surface. “Maybe I’m just overworking myself too much…” I mutter to myself shrugging the thought off. I look down to the desk, putting my attention onto the pen I found. “Eh, I’ll take it with me. Maybe a miracle will happen and it’ll suddenly have ink.” I grab the pen and head out the door.

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After some excruciating hours of talking to fans and signing albums. It was finally time to head home for the night. “Bye everyone! Thank you for being here! Bye bye!~” I bid adieu to the fans that still lingered around getting into the car ripping off the pink wig I had on. Plopping down onto the car seat laying my head back on the chair. “Long day?” The driver asks looking into the mirror. “I desire to be in my bed.” I slightly move my head back up to meet his eye contact. He chuckles and starts the car. “Next station: Home.” He smiles and steps on the gas. I lay my head back down and close my eyes slowly falling asleep.

I was surrounded by darkness. I couldn’t even see my own hands. The darkness was soon illuminated with the same familiar green flames. It illuminated in a circle around me until it finally stopped at a mirror. It wasn’t the same mirror from the dressing room. It was a full body mirror that seemed to be floating from off the ground. “Uh? Hello? Anyone here?” I called out. I cautiously walked up to the mirror looking at my reflection. I still looked the same or was what I thought. Random green and blue sparkles begin to fly around in the background of the mirror. I quickly look behind me to see none of them there. I look back to the mirror still seeing the sparkles fly around. They go around my reflection and as it slowly goes down my appearance seems to change. My h/c originally had turned to pink like cotton candy. My eyes changed to a shade of pure white. My attire had turned into what seemed to be a school uniform? There was a small gemstone clipped onto the jacket. It was the same gemstone that was on the pen. “I don’t get it? This is just my popstar persona with a school uniform on?” I said to the mirror. The sparkles float around again floating towards my hand in the reflection. I looked down to see I was holding the pen. I put the pen up to the mirror tilting my head in confusion. “It's just a pen?” I say clicking the top of the pen. Instead of the pen clicking down to show the tip of it the gemstone on top only begins to glow. “Okay. That’s new..” I say in shock. The pen suddenly succumbs to light and transforms into a microphone but the top part of the microphone stays as the gem.

“Does it work like one?” I ask, raising the pen to my mouth and singing a small note. My voice sounds loud and echoes out of the pen. My eyes widened in shock. I sing another note into it hearing the same result. I started to get a little excited, beginning to sing a random line from one of my songs. “This is so cool!” I yell into it. I look back at the mirror, almost dropping my pen due to the sudden change of appearance in my reflection. My hair was glowing along with my eyes and some white marks on my body. It quickly goes away once I stop singing. “What was that?!?” I ask getting close to the mirror looking closely at my appearance.

“That’s what happens when you use your magic my dear.” A feminine voice calls out, answering my question. I look around me searching for the source of the voice. To no avail, it was only the flames around me that I could find. I look back in the mirror to be met with a familiar white face. “Eh!? Was that you?” I asked a little confused. The face remains silent for a moment only staring deeply at me. “Stare deeply into the mirror and watch closely.” It finally speaks out, the mirror warping into a different scenario.

It looked like a cellar but in the middle of the room was a cauldron. It seemed to be filled to the brim with some substance? A woman in a black hood is leaning over it. She seemed to be whispering something into it. The cauldrons began to bubble and some purple smoke rose out of it floating out towards an open window. The woman begins to laugh like an evil witch. “Is there a reason I am looking at this?” I asked confused. “Silence. Keep watching.” The voice from the mirror booms out from somewhere. The mirror pans over to the smoke following it through the sky as it finally flies over what looked like a castle? But it was separated into different areas. The smoke begins to dispatch into these different areas. The mirror warps out and returns the white face. I only look at the face with a even more puzzled look.

My eyes flutter open immediately to see that I’m back in the car which has come to a halt. I looked up to see the driver that was in front of me. “Sorry to wake you up. But we are home.” He says moving back from me and holding the car door open. “No. You’re fine. I was having a weird dream anyway.” I say stepping out of the car stretching my back. “Thank you! Have a nice night!” I wave goodbye towards my driver as he drives away into the night. I sluggishly walk up to the front of my house. Grabbing the door knob and opening the door. “Dad! I’m home!” I yell out walking into the house taking my shoes off. I step onto the carpet floor making my way deeper into the home. I stop at a painting in the hallway. I place a kiss on my finger and place it onto the painting. “Day 3 of the tour went well.. But there were a few weird things that happened today.” I say to the painting. “Dad. It's not normal for mirrors to talk, right?” I joke giving a small sheepish grin. “I know you would probably say yes. You also like to make up weird stories.” I laughed, reminiscing the memories. “I miss you dad. Good night.” I give the painting a light kiss before heading off into my room. “Ugh… I’m too tired to change out of my outfit.” I groaned, throwing myself onto the bed. Was I going to regret this choice earlier, yes. But my body was too tired by the time I hit the bed. The fatigue had washed over me causing me to immediately fall asleep. The last thing I heard was the chiming of the clock before my consciousness had faded.

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I was met in the same familiar dark room again surrounded by the same flames. “Here? Again?” I muttered looking around. The mirror was back in the middle of the room again. I walk up to it gently knocking on the glass. “Uh hello? Weird mask face? Are you there?” I called out. No answer. The only thing staring back at me was my reflection but in the different appearance as before. Rumbling and muttering noises were heard behind me causing me to jump in fright. I scurried behind the mirror hiding and peeking to see where the noise came from. There were 7 dark silhouettes behind me. They all seemed to be frozen in a certain pose. I couldn’t tell what they were. “Um? Could you please shine a light on those things??” I asked out. The flames go around the 7 silhouettes revealing their true identity. They were statues of people. “Wait, are these?” I step out from behind the mirror and walk up to the statues. “These are Disney Villains? Since when did they get statues?” I ask walking around them. As I walk around I begin to remember who was who.

The Tyrannical Queen of Hearts, the Nefarious Sorcerer Jafar, the Mischievous fae Maleficent, the Manipulative Sea Witch Ursula, the Prideful Lion Scar, the deadly beautiful Evil Queen and one the most feared gods Hades.

“I thought only the good guys get statues like Simba or Hercules?” I pondered out loud. I was completely taken back to a loud groan. “Oh please don’t mention that drastic name around me.” I look behind me to see the Hades statue moving. “Oh heroes my ass.” The Ursula statue speaks, crossing her arms. “What in the?? What??” I move back from the talking statues only to bump into something hard. I look up to see Maleficent's statue staring down at me with an intimidating look. I practically fall to the ground in fear putting a hand over my mouth.. “This thing? Is it supposed to help save Twisted?” The Evil Queen statue questions with a scowl on her face and a hint of disgust. “I don’t think I want to put the fate of this world in some weird singer hands.” The Jafar statue chimes in with the same amount of disgust. “Especially not after that comment she made about us.” The Scar statue adds in laying down onto his pedestal no longer interested in the conversation. “I say, off with her head!!!” The Red Queen shouts from behind me in anger. The statues all begin to chatter amongst themselves about how I’m unfit or was unexpecting for them. I covered my ears to try and block them out. What was going on and why are the statues of these Disney villains talking to me. Where am I even in the first place? The thought of questioning where I was finally slipped into my head. The chatter had soon come to a halt. Making me look up at the statues to see them have their attention towards the mirror.

“They are the descendant. So they wield the power to do so.” The mask face speaks. The Maleficent looks back down towards that sends a chill down my spine. She bends down, extending her staff towards me. I stare at her and then back at her confused in fear what she will do next. She shakes her staff and scoffs. “I’m trying to help you up?” She says shaking her staff again more aggressive. “O-oh! Uh, thank you!” I stuttered out grabbing onto the staff. She easily lifts me up and puts me back onto my feet. “Ugh, how I wish I wasn’t stone. I could’ve easily taken this ruffian down.” Hades says with disdain biting onto his nails. The statues began to talk amongst themselves again. Except for Scar who yawns. “By that dumb look on your face. I can see you don’t even have a clue of what’s going on.” Scar assumes, placing his lazy gaze onto me. “N-no. I don't, isn't this just a weird dream?” I ask. A deep low chuckle erodes from Scar. Stretching his paws sitting up now. “You think this is a dream? My dear I wish it was.” He rolls his eyes as the other statues still continue to bicker. “Well. It isn’t my place to tell you what’s happening. Why don’t you go up to the mirror to choose your fate already.” He points his claw towards the mirror. “It’s getting boring listening to those fools talk. So please hurry up will ya?” He ushered. With quick pace, I walk up to the mirror filled to the brim with questions.

“Are you ready to choose which path you will go down?”

The chatter behind me stops again. I could feel their eyes were all on me. “What path? What is even going on? Why is there talking statues not only that they’re Disney villains? And what fate??!?” I exploded with many questions holding onto the mirror scared and confused. What is going on? This is a dream right? This has to be a dream. Statues can’t come to life. Disney villains aren’t real! The mirror stays silent for a moment and slowly fades away. “Wait! Where are you going!?” I yell out, shaking the mirror.

“Which path will you take?”

The mirror asks again. Its voice echoed throughout the room. The mirror warps and shows two items in front of it. The one on the left looked like a simple stick but it was white and shiny. The item on the right was a crow mask. The item floats out towards them and floats out of the mirror now officially sitting there waiting for me to choose one of them. I look at both of them, filled with even more confusion. “What even are these??” I ask looking back at the mirror. “Could you hurry up and choose already!” Ursula yells from behind me. I take in a big gulp looking back at the items in front of me. The sound of what sounds like wind chimes fills my ears. I look around and it's the colorful little sparkles again. The green and blue sparkles fly over to the white stick beckoning me for me to take it while the red sparkle was behind me trying to push me. “Oh bug off would ya.” Maleficent waves her staff, green lightning comes out of her staff shooting towards the sparkles. The blue and green one fly out of the way immediately while the red flies away to aid the other sparkles. Out of curiosity, I begin to raise my hand towards the white stick.

“Oops!~”

I was suddenly shoved harshly, making me fall towards the crow mask. I quickly catch myself from falling and grab onto the mask. I look behind me to see Ursula retract her tentacle back to herself.

“The path has been chosen! I bid you luck on your journey.”

I look at the crow mask in confusion exploring the item. “What a great choice.” Maleficent compliments slowly fade away into the darkness. Each of the statues begin to fade away right after her one by one.

“Please walk through the mirror.”

The mask says as its last words. The mirror warps again and it reveals the castle I had seen that the smoke had traveled into. I take one big gulp and walk into the mirror, not knowing what I had just gotten myself into…

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