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luxthestrange · 7 months
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TWST Incorrect quotes#625 He shy
You saunter up to Idia…
Yuu*Pulls him down for a cheek kiss*hey stranger~ I missed you~
Idia: I…uh…I missed me too
Yuu:
Idia: sorry you’re so beautiful-I-what?
You blush before kissing Idia on his lips…
Yuu: you’re such a dork. that’s why I love you
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aries-online · 2 years
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Unimaginable
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Authors note: I take no responsibility for any emotions you feel when reading this :) /hj . this story does mention the reader dying, it is unspecified how tho. also, send some requests in please, I can only come up with so many ideas lol
“I’m sorry i couldn’t stay longer”
When you first arrived at NRC, you were an outcast. People saw you as lesser until Riddles overblot, what turned out to be the first of many. After the unfortunate events of the unbirthday party, people began to see you as a blessing in disguise, always coming to you for advice or just to talk. The new company was both welcome and uncomfortable. With so many eyes on you, you barely got a chance to wind down. Even in your own dorm. People saw you as a beacon in the dark, someone who would always be there to listen.
There was a small break between Riddles overblot and the next few. About a month and a half after, Leona overblotted. Then Azul, Then Jamil, Then Vil. there was another break before the last two overblots. And in that time, you grew more and more hopeless of returning to your home. At this point, you knew Crowley wasn’t doing anything to help you. You were completely and utterly hopeless. Even though you had plenty of people backing you, people there to help you with your problems, you felt alone. Nobody at this school was like you, nobody else didn’t have magic like you. When Idia and Malleus both overblotted, you were grasping at your final straws. You felt like you were losing your mind trying to find a way back to your world, back to your family and your life. After the final overblot, you hoped that maybe, just maybe, you could finally go home. And you ended up getting your wish.
It was unknown how you passed. Your body was found in your dorm room, lying peacefully in your bed. The first to find you was your roommate and closest friend. When grim couldn’t wake you, he panicked and called Ace and Deuce, who in turn brought Trey, Cater and Riddle. Each tried to wake you to no avail. The headmaster was soon called in, who had been the one to pronounce you dead. The word spread like a wildfire, the friends you had made along the way each making the journey to give their final goodbye. You touched so many hearts during your short time at NRC. All your friends Pitched in towards your funeral, as well as Custom statue to place outside Ramshackle. 
BEcause you passed shortly before summer break, your funeral had been held outside in your favorite field. Almost the entire school attended, and some students' families had joined in to mourn you as well. You would truely be missed by those you encountered.
Your friends from the school would all take the time out of their day to visit your burial site. The heartslabyul boys coming for private tea parties, riddle would sneak away in the middle of the night to just sit with you and talk about how his day had been, what his plans were for the upcoming days. Ace and deuce would bring grim with them whenever they could to study at your grave site, something you would all od in the same field. Trey and Carter would come down when they had the chance, like riddle to just talk with you and to reminisce on how much you helped them.
The Savanaclaw boys would use your gravesite as a place where they could relax and just be themselves. Like riddle, Jack would visit whenever he was free to chat with you and let you know how things had been going with the first year crew. Ruggie would come to share lunch with you on off days and Leona would vist to nap. 
The Octavinelle trio would all visit together when the lounge was closed, mostly to share memories of you and bring little offerings to leave beside your headstone. Azul would visit after the lounge would close for the night just to share how his day had been and vent. Jade would visit only when the tree would all go, something about being alone with you made him feel something he rarely felt, regret. Floyd would always come to your gravesite when he would skip out on work, using this time to chat to you about what he wanted to do with his life, he felt like this was the only place he could really let himself be who he wanted to become.
Kalim and Jamil rarely visited your grave site, mostly because kalim was unable to be near your grave for more then a few minutes without breaking into sobs. Jamil was usually too busy to visit, but when he did, like many others, would bring you small food offerings and would sit with you quietly, letting himself just relax in your presence. 
Vil, rook and epel would all come down to your resting plates for small picnics. Vil almost never visited your grave alone, but when he did, he always seemed to bring a bouquet of your favorite flowers, sitting with you a short while before he had to leave. Rook was a frequent visitor, coming to just sit with you in silence for a while. Epel never visited alone, he couldn’t bear to be alone there without immediately breaking down.
Visiting your gravesite was one of the only times Idia left his room, usually accompanied by ortho. When he visited he would always talk about some new anime or video game he found that he felt you would enjoy. He would also just talk about how things had been with him, he couldnt help but feel a bit guilty. Ortho, despite being a robot, just barely understood what happened with you, only ever visiting with Idia.
Your friends from diasomnia were the most frequent visitors. The four always coming down to share food with you and to tell stories. Malleus would frequently visit, beig you most active visitor. Malleus had left you your own tamagotchim, using a long piece of ribbon to keep it tied to your grave. Lilia and silver almost always visited together, Lilia, when not visiting, would tell other first years who didn’t know you about your bravery and your compassion. Like Leona, silver would go out of his way to take his frequent naps with you. Sebek, although rarely visiting your grave, would proudly tell all who would listen about who you were from a first hand perspective. He was proud to be your friend while he could, human or not. 
You would watch over from the other side, enjoying the time your friends would take to visit you. It made you feel less alone. Only a small piece of your soul stayed behind when you returned to your world, a small piece of you that would always be with you friends, with the people who were always there with you.
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alice-angel12x · 2 years
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Twisted wonderland Soul Eater Au Masterlist
Lore
Hearslabyul
Weapon introduction
Riddle meets his Meister part (1, 2)
Savanaclaw
Octavinelle
Scarabia
Weapon introduction
How Jamil/Kalim meet their meister
Pomefiore
Ignyhide
Diasomnia
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cursedcupcakemaster · 1 month
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This is a small series I made for nothing but enjoyment
Notes:I don't own twisted wonderland or it's characters
this is just my interpretation of how they'd be they belong to Yana Toboso and Disney Reader is gender neutral, some of these are kind of short
I'm not including Ortho for obvious reasons
type; pomegranate cupcakes
How ignyhide comforts you after you've had a bad day
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Idia
He didn't really notice anything was wrong for a few days
Eventually he would notice you didn't come to any of your usual video game dates so he'd send Ortho to find you and sure enough he did
When he brought back the news Ortho told him you were kind of in a slump, a bad one
Idia knew this wasn't good (pretty sure this guy has depression along with almost the whole student body )
Idia knew if he wanted to rescue his prince/princess he had to do the unthinkable
He left his room to go to you himself
When he got there he knew it was pretty bad, you were huddled under a nest of blankets so he went to you sitting on the bed
He'd listen to you vent about how shitty the week had been including the crap the headmaster got you into without helping by a millisecond (Crowley is useless!)
Idia isn't the best at comforting people but he'd suggest you two play your favorite game to cheer you up
A few rounds in and kicking his butt (he let you win but he loves you) and you were smiling
That smile of yours is one of the only thing that makes the fire haired man happy enough that the ends of his flames will turn pink with his own sheepish grin
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z3rinn · 3 months
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# #. WEEKLY KISSES !!
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INFO -> valentines special !!
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→ valentines day ! the day of romance, love, and affection ! all things that twisted wonderland - let alone night raven college - stood against. so why is that when you bring it up in passing conversation, everyone seems to go a little crazy?
-> for a valentines special- and however long my procrastinator ass takes on this-each chapter will be dedicated to a dorm and how they all get a biiit too excited for this romantic holiday
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heartslaybul -> i want you to stay
savanaclaw -> stay with me a little longer
octavinelle -> why don't you stay ?
scarabia -> don't you wanna be my soldier ?
pomefiore -> would you fight for me ?
ignyhide -> die for me ?
diasomania -> wanna be with me forever ?
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my favorite song at the moment is ' soldier by samantha jade ! ' and I’ll be listening to it while writing these scenarios !!! so if you wanna listen to it while reading, go ahead ! oh + a clerith theme because this song reminds me of them >_<
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ladygreenwithenvy · 6 months
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Holding Hands With the Watchman of the Underworld
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Category: Fluff
Characters Included: Idia Shroud, Prefect (Gender Neutral)
Oneshot Prompt: During a regular day of spending time with the Ignyhide Housewarden, you opt to hold his hand... kinda.
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The repeated press of key buttons echoed through this quiet room. It was a sound that you found yourself grown used to, and that very sound derived from Idia's keyboard.
You've heard this sound in many types of ways. You've heard it endlessly when Idia's focused on an essay for one of his classes.
You've heard it when he was absolutely finger blasting the poor keyboard when arguing against an idiot he was stuck playing with in a competitive game (it was those very games that you had Idia promise he'd stay away from for a while until he learns to manage his temper. You already know he broke that promise by just playing them when you're not around).
And now you were hearing the sound of the soft keyboard and mouse in a different way. This time, you hear it every once in a while. The mouse was a big contender in the new farming game he was obsessed with.
He was quiet, his amber eyes looking into the screen relaxed as you sat next to him. You were watching as well, delightfully entertained by the pixelated graphics of the little town the protagonist has recently moved into.
It was then that you saw his left hand was not busy. It was resting next to the keyboard while his right hand used the mouse to guide his little avatar to where it needed to go.
Without much thought in mind, you found your right hand mindlessly reaching out for his.
Before you knew it, you grabbed his pinkie, and all of a sudden you swore you saw a bright pink night light on your side.
You pulled his hand towards you and set it down on your lap. Once it was there, you took charge and wrapped your index finger around his.
"... U-Uhm... Prefect... I'm gonna need that back in a bit..." He warns, followed by a nervous gulp as he tries not to panic any further.
"That's okay" You say, looking at the screen with a relaxed expression on your face. You were delighted that he was okay with you touching him like this.
It meant that he had grown, and you were proud of him for it.
You would be calm and patient for him.
In your heart, there was no rush.
When he was ready for more than this, you were to welcome that with open arms...
... Or maybe just an open palm.
You knew that this particular issue was a very long level in Idia's eyes... But you had promised him to be there once he reached that flag pole.
"Once you're done, think you can hold my finger again?" You asked.
You could see the cogs in his maverick genius mind turning, trying to choose for the right choice in this otome game-like scenario.
"..... I-I can try..."
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Author's Note
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Ahh, it was a bit shorter this time around...
This one isn't new like the last one with Azul, I had made this real quick originally for a friend, but I thought it'd be nice to post this somewhere else.
I'll probably actually be doing that anyway, posting old one-shots so that they have a place to go instead of just collecting dust in Google docs and Discord chats.
Hopefully they'll be a bit longer (probably not if those older fics have that habit of just going straight to the point...)
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equestriagirl16 · 2 years
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You reject Neige’s offer to transfer to RSA~🌹
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“Please Y/N, you’d fit in so well at RSA!” Neige’s familair voice rang throughout the courtyard you were trotting through after another day of classes. Your friend from across the way once again, despite his best intentions, absolutely insisted that you transferred to RSA here and now. For what you figured to be the 100th time.
“Neige I already told you-”
“I know I know, but you don’t get it Y/N! NRC isn’t a place for someone like you. Your heart and soul are way too pure, you’d have so many friends and a warm welcome waiting for you at RSA. You just have to let me take you there!”
Unbeknownst to you both a few of your said NRC friends may or may not have been purposefully eavesdropping on your conversation ever since they caught wind that the little do-gooder stopped by. Secretly they feared your answer, they knew that they didn’t give you the easiest time here. Perhaps someone as kind as you would find a better place at RSA, and maybe they should try to accept that rather than fight it for your own benefit.
“No Neige! I’ve told you before and I’ll only tell you one more time. Night Raven College is my home! I don’t care how annoying or villainous anyone here may seem, they’re my friends and whether you recognize it or not they love me just as much as I love them. This is where I wound up, and I chose along time ago that this is where I belong. That’s the end of it!”
The dark haired boy was taken aback by your harshness, but stood still in an understanding silence.
“Look, you and everyone at RSA are my friends too but I already have a place right here. That doesn’t mean I can’t visit more of my favorite people in all the Wonderland from time to time though alright?”
“Ok Y/N you win no more pushing, but if you ever change your mind you know who to call.”
“Heh, don’t hold your breathe pretty boy.”
The two of you walked off and continued your random banter all the way to your dorm. How little did you know the impression you left on your friends hiding in plain sight after hearing your answer.
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YELLING SCREAMING ROLLING ON THE GROUND KICKING THE AIR SWANGIN THEIR FEET GIGGLING LIKE A SCHOOL GIRL- Hell yeah that’s right!!!! Y/N isn’t going anywhere with that RSA nerd cause 🎶we are family~🎶 *cue celebratory breakdance*🕺🕺🕺. Very excited, very happy, goes and brags about it to everyone who wasn’t there and either revels in the shared joy or tries to rub in that “They stayed because of me obviously.”😎
- ACE & DUECE(they were totally spying on you together), Cater, KALIM, Ruggie, Floyd
Controlled chaos, like just vibrates in place and maybe does one fist bump in the air and a silent “YES” for good measure. Just very happy you want to stay with them by your own volition, they must be doing something right if you consider NRC your home! They would ensure you’ll continue to feel that way, and let the rest of their friends know too so hopefully they can keep up the great work as well. Mission accomplished.😌
- Trey, Jack, Ortho(the lil bestie), AZUL, RIDDLE, EPEL, Silver, Jade, Rook, Malleus, Lilia
*Casually throws aside large rock* Of course, he knew you’d choose them all along(was actually wildly insecure about your decision, and ready to MAIM-). It’s not like he was already mapping out an elaborate plan to send a search party after you and you drag you back to NRC cause he does not know how he’d live and/or function without your very presence hahaha that’s insane(*rapidly presses backspace in the group chat*). Just takes a much needed deep breath and relishes in your choice. If he felt like you still might be inclined to change your mind in the future he’d shape up his act, just a little, and only for you.
- LEONA, Jamil, VIL, JADE & FLOYD, Malleus, Lilia, Rook
WAAAAAHAHAHAHAHABA JSOSOSKAMKSLDOXOSIWGQUIAIAJAJA-oh, you’re staying? THANK THE SEVEN! Was so fucking upset we’re talking sad boi hours, depression mode on, preparing the emo music for the walk home. Had no confidence in the fact that you would deny the offer either because he knew he could do better, or you just DESERVED way better. But the fact that you were so adamant about staying literally just resurrected him from the sever cardiac arrest due to the sudden heart break. Such a drama queen, but only cause he cares about you so much!(maybe a lil too much, do I sniff a crutch?🤨)
IDIA, Sebek, MALLEUS, KALIM, Floyd
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queerlordsimon · 1 year
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Not a problem, love
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Prompt: forbidden love
An: very self indulgent.  art credit to twisted_clover37 on reddit
Cw poly, 
Word count: 328
Vil looked around before he ducked into the ignihyde dorm mirror, darting around carefully before knocking on idias door carefully, hearing y/n squeak a come in before entering, releasing a soft sigh in relief as he leaned against the door, looking softly at his two partners, who were playing a game, well, idia was playing, y/n was loosing. 
“Darn it!” y/n groaned exasperatedly. Setting the controller down and spinning in the chair. Vil smiled softly as he approached them, setting his hands on their shoulders and kissing their forehead, making them sigh and smiled slightly up at him. “Afternoon, dear. “
“After noon babe, afternoon darling.” idia smiled softly and flushed, looking at his boyfriend gently. 
“Actually its not quite after noon player three-” vil rolled his eyes, setting the bag from his hand on the desk.
“Do you want the lunch i brought or not, mister shroud?”  his eyes widened as y/n chuckled softly. 
“You wouldnt dare”
“Try that again and find out.” y/n laughed. 
“Ok, come on, todays supposed to be a chilling day!” 
The three ate in a comfortable silence, before y/n yawned softly after finishing. 
“Did you not get enough sleep spud?” y/n shook their head. 
“Grim kept me up late last night.” they yawned again, as their boyfriends frowned. 
“You should have said something earlier, player two,”  y/n shook their head. 
“But i dont want to ruin our one day together.”
“It wont, come on spud” vil said affectionately, standing from his chair to help y/n up, as idia stood up a scurried over to the bed, getting it ready for the three of them, as y/n walked over there sleepily, vil helping them into it as idia sat up by the pillows, laying down while the other two layed the other way, their heads resting upon him, 
“Thank you, you two” y/n yawned again before closing their eyes.
“Not a problem, love”
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Masterlist 🤠
Rules
Apocalypse yuu:
Ao3 Fanfic chapters
Origin
Gas mask part 1 (Riddle and Leona)
Gas mask part 2 (Azul and Kalim)
Gas mask part 3 (Vil, Idia, Malleus)
Lilia finds out
Dorms make you take a damn shower. Because the apocalypse doesn't have those apparently
First years are worried about your starvation habits
You and the music room club watch as kalim is possessed by Satan
WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETER 🦅🦅🦅
❤Heartslabyul❤:
Riddle:
You're concerned about accidentally created biological warfare via mouse in teapot, meanwhile, Dora the Explorer is an eldritch being
Trey:
Does he ever really get requests?
Cater:
It's Brittany bitch
Ace:
Ace is down bad and stealing your cologne
Duece:
You most definitely cried in the middle of a fight
💛Savanaclaw💛
Leona:
Soft porn with Trans mc x leona
Ruggie:
Bro could steal the president and get away with it og
Jack:
I got nothing to say he's adorable
💗Octavinelle💗
Nope
🧡Scarabia❤
Naur
💜Pomefiore💜
Ain't shit here either
💙Ignihyde💙
Idia:
Trans reader headcanons
Ortho:
Everything under here better be purely platonic or bitch istg
💚Diasomnia💚
Malleus:
Trans reader headcanons
Lilia:
Local fae DILF gets pissed at the treatment of implied child soldier
Silver:
Bro found out he was a cursed prince and was like "aight" 💀
Sebeck:
Hes the reason the substitute left the "this class is so loud" note
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Twisted wonderland masterlist
Heartslabyul <3
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Savanaclaw <3
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Octavienelle <3
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Scarabia <3
Yandere scarabia x reader (ours)
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Pomfiore <3
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Ignihyde <3
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Diasomnia <3
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Group fics <3
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erenspussy420 · 6 months
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TWST Android Ch 5
Title: Mr Crowley come take us away....
Fem reader
Warning: I am a blog that has Nsfw stuff so please tread with caution in my blog.
Charaters: Reader, Crowley
Chapter 5: 
“--As you know here in Raven works there is no one other than us that  can compete with our androids!” Crowley boasted twirling his cane as he struts—with his long legs you struggled a bit to chase after the flamboyant owner. He led you out of the bright halls of Scarabia, leaving behind the poor Manager unit behind. While you were blindsided from the reveal, you wished he would at least turn her back on. She was so life-like, it was rather saddening to leave her turned off.
 True to his bird-like nature, Crowley caws," Not even Royal Sword Automation can hold a candle to our best androids! Why of course you must have heard of our Vil unit!"
And as always Neige Units name follows not too far off. 
“Yeah, a real…real heart stopper,” you say, face feeling hot remembering how you almost made out with the glass case. Thank Merlin, Manager Unit stopped you, remarking this happens in the most depressing way ever. Inwardly you panic wondering as you realize there would be cameras here! What if he saw? Sweating bullets, you clear your throat,” So like, what other units do you guys have? Is it just humans and merfolk or-?”
“Oh dear customer! You’ll be in for a treat!” He turns his head in your direction but not really looking at you, the swagger in his steps as the heels of his shoes click on the floor. You follow him back to the middle of the intersection of the hall, he turns to you with a grin that curls,” We proudly represent every group, however many are limited edition and others rarer than their fellow androids. Why no one is as mindful as us, to make such a palette for every vice!” With a bright smile, his cane hits the ground and with a grand sweeping gesture he mentions to the wall,”Behold!
”....A wall?”
“Very observant, but not quite!” He tuts, lifts his cane and holds it between his hands, and just as easily did the cane melt into his palms and is no longer there. With a flicker of his hands, the elegant way he spun his fingers did come from his palm, a key similar to the one Manager Unit had earlier, appeared. He held it up to you, the flicker of your reflection looked back at you and once again it was gone with a twist of his wrist.
 “Ready my dear customer?” He asks, his eyes glow from behind his mask,” Now don’t be afraid, where we go many new faces await for us so…”
He offers that gloved hand, the faint scent of leather waft, the golden talons of his fingers click as they wait for you,”-- Take my hand and do not let go.”
His voice low and lulling, washing over you like the first spring rains that come at night. The tips of those lips that carve into your mind.
You step forward, and against any better judgment take his hand.  The cool touch of gold over your fingers felt oddly nice. With a key in his hand, he unlocks the wall, and it ripples— till it smoothes and shines like polished stone. The mysterious Crowley slowly begins to step back, enticing you into the mirror. It's dark glass consuming him, the small pin point of his eyes coax you to join him as he sinks in…
“Dear flower of evil, come into our mirror and see our wonders.”
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It felt weird, almost like stepping into a wall of water rather than metal or even goo. Once through you smell the faintness of metal, the whirl of fans and flicker of fire. Your eyes snap open and you look around, your voice hitched in your throat. Whatever the budget they had, it's been well spent. The ground wasn’t carpet, its polished black tiles, and smooth stone walls. White skeletons who kneeled but their heads gaze up at the tall ceiling that curves into a softer type of stone. Pillars of marble, smoothed over and so carefully carved into rolls of clouds that were sealed with— what you hope weren’t the blood of your fellow commoners– gold. 
Once more, like the second floor there was another split into two halls. Where the skeletons lined up, was a hall of marble pillars polished and blinding. Lighting the room seems to be a mix of traditional veilfire of bright blue, and the holograms that popped up with cheery facts of this hall. 
Ignihyde— current androids on display: 2. Representation of the Island of Woes, King of the Underworld–Hades.
There was more information, but that didn’t matter right now. You can’t read it fast enough as the words go up in smoke and rewind. Turning around you see no one, Crowley had practically disappeared. Turning back, you see the other hall lined with torches of green veilfire, walls lined with thick branches of thorns, unlike this hall you can’t see anything else around the bend of its hall. A faint pulse of green light glows, soft and pretty…
Green like emerald, pulsing as a heartbeat would….
The light of the fire curls around the thorns, creating faces and dancing wings that flutter between the flickers of veilfire…
You take a step towards the hall but before you can go any further, the beat of feathers accompanied by the click of heels. 
“Dear Customer! Where are you heading off too?” Crowley’s voice brings you out of your stupor. He continues, now looming over your side as he herds you back to the spot where you entered,” Now before we head off, I must ask you my dear, what does our world value most? Tradition or Progression?”
It's a strange question, asked by a strange man but before you can answer he ignores you as continues to speak,”Why it's both! As traditions have become our stability, an identity and our roots, progression has led us far with its innovations to surpass what was thought to be impossible.  Far have we come from our Golden Era of magic, where legends had risen from the ashes and hero’s have come from humble beginnings.” He twirls you around, making you stumble after him as he does, suddenly you wish the Manager Unit was here instead as you’re pretty sure the more sassy unit would at least get to the point.
“Like the Great Seven,” You add in, catching yourself from the temptation of stepping on his cloak,” They were the foundation of how magic grew over time—- the grand Vizor was able to make advanced machines during the Scalding Sands development.”
Crowley claps his hands rapidly,” Bravo! Bravo! It seems you can be clever when you wish!”
You felt your blood rise but keep it down. “Gee thanks.”
“Now don’t be so humble!” Crowley tuts,” Take your praise in stride! Where progression creates, it must have a foundation in its roots. To our future, we have brought you magic that can come to even the smallest of its holders. To magic users, technology that created companions. Now, my dear customer….which will you choose to venture in first?”
He leans back up, straight and chest out as he raises an arm to the Grecian like hall,”Progress…”
He raised his other hand, cane in hand, to where the dances of shadow in veilfire await.” Or Tradition…”
He smiles widely beneath that mask, his eyes flicker… “Choose, flower of evil….”
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luxthestrange · 6 months
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TWST!Memes #81
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Thoughts on making the great seven au a soulmate au.
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busycloudy · 6 months
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Masterlist Key: Fluff = 🍭 Headcanons = ⭐ Drabbles = 🌺 Angst = 🌧️ Comfort = ☔
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Idia Shroud Baking and Watching A Horror Movie With Him🍭(⭐ for one part) I Just Wanna Be Yours...🍭(🌧️?) An Unexpected Fright🍭🌺 A Relaxing Night With Him🍭⭐ Idia Comforting You☔ Stealing Your Gamers Clothes🍭
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Ortho Shroud Whoa! Is my hair out...? (All dividers by @ blueberry-pride)
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lynnie-ee · 2 years
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; Mirror Chamber.
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the one who finds the place where your soul belongs...
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╰┈➤ Events.
╰►Can’t take my eyes off you ; event masterlist.
Coming soon.
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╰┈➤Ramshackle Dorm.
⤹ Based on Grim's love for tuna cans ⤸
╰► Prefect (Y/n).
— Oneshot - The prefect’s proposal to the ghost bride.
╰► NRC Staff (Platonic).
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
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╰┈➤Heartslabyul dorm.
⤹ Based on the Queen of Hearts' spirit of strictness ⤸
╰►Riddle Rosehearts.
— Scenario - The melody of homesickness.
╰►Trey Clover.
— Scenario - (Ghost Marriage) Catching the prefect’s bouquet.
— Oneshot - (Ghost Marriage) Rescuing him after his proposal.
╰►Cater Diamond.
— Scenario - (Ghost Marriage) Catching the prefect’s bouquet.
╰►Ace Trappola.
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
╰►Deuce Spade.
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
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╰┈➤Savannaclaw Dorm.
⤹ Based on the King of Beasts' spirit of persistence ⤸
╰►Leona Kingscholar.
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
╰►Ruggie Bucchi.
— Headcannons, Ruggie x Reader x Jade - Relationship headcannons.
╰►Jack Howl.
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
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╰┈➤Octavinelle Dorm.
⤹ Based on the Sea Witch's spirit of benevolence ⤸
╰►Azul Ashengrotto.
— Short Story, part 1 -  Azul tries to beat the bitchless allegations.
— Short Story, part 2 - Azul tries to beat the bitchtless allegations.
— Short Story, part 3 - Azul tries to beat the bitchless allegations.
—  Short Story, part 4 - Azul tries to beat the bitchless allegations.
—  Short Story, part 5 - Azul tries to beat the bitchless allegations.
╰►Jade Leech.
— Scenario/drabble, Jade x Reader x Floyd - Rescuing the Leech Twins.
— Headcannons, Ruggie x Reader x Jade - Relationship headcannons.
╰►Floyd Leech.
— One-shot - Floyd’s favor for the prefect.
— Scenario/drabble, JadexReaderxFloyd - Rescuing the Leech Twins.
— One-shot - A bag of chips and a sudden confession.
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╰┈➤Scarabia Dorm.
⤹ Based on the Sorcerer of the Sands' spirit of mindfulness ⤸
╰►Kalim Al-Asim.
— Scenario - The melody of homesickness.
— One-shot, no reader - A swipe of personalities.
╰►Jamil Viper.
— One-shot - Courting methods for a busy vicehousewarden.
— One-shot, no reader - A swipe of personalities.
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╰┈➤Pomefiore Dorm.
⤹ Based on the Fairest Queen's spirit of tenacity ⤸
╰►Vil Schoenheit.
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
╰►Rook Hunt.
— Scenario - (Ghost Marriage) Catching the prefect’s bouquet.
╰►Epel Felmier.
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
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╰┈➤Ignihyde Dorm.
⤹ Based on the King of the Underworld's spirit of diligence ⤸
╰►Idia Shroud.
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
╰►Ortho Shroud (Platonic).
— Scenario - (Ghost Marriage) Catching the prefect’s bouquet.
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╰┈➤Diasomnia Dorm.
⤹ Based on the Thorn Fairy's spirit of nobility ⤸
╰►Malleus Draconia.
— One-shot - True love’s immortality kiss.
╰►Lilia Vanrouge.
— Scenario - (Ghost Marriage) Catching the prefect’s bouquet.
╰►Silver.
— Scenario - The melody of homesickness.
╰►Sebek Zigvolt.
—The mirror hasn't found anything...yet.
⤿
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Beyond the Music Room- Chapter 5: Our Contrast
TWST Idol AU x Reader (Twisted Idolland)
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It had been 3 months since that god-forsaken video and it had mostly faded away into some kind of petty internet drama. eventually, everyone had either just stopped caring or found something else to talk about online. It was pretty obvious after the first few weeks that NRC wasn't going to be making a statement on it and as result, it became all but ancient history. Epel had adjusted well to the Idol scene and as a result of the last words he had shared with Y/N he had thrown himself into more work to completely exile them from his mind. Between the fan signings, meet n’ greets, interviews and concerts there just wasn't any time for him to cling onto the things of the past he once found and held so important.
His priorities had taken a 180 and his personal relationships seemed to drop from the top to the very bottom of the rankings of what was important to him, well when it came to Y/N anyway (This wasn't true, he missed them more and more every day). To put it frankly despite how sad and harsh it was if you asked Epel, there was no longer any room for Y/N L/N in Epel's world. nor was there for him in theirs, It hurt at first. It really did. It hurt worse than anything they ever had experienced but they learned to move on. because just because they had stayed long frozen in regret of the past, the world around them had long since thawed out and begun to move anew. If they couldn't bring themself to move with it there really would be no room for them left in anyone's world.
 Y/N's situation was almost a direct contrast. while Epel threw himself into the spotlight YN did the opposite. straying away to the sidelines and watching such shining idols shine as they always would. They moved with the world following whatever direction the crowd lead them. They did their absolute best not to catch the eyes of anyone lest the past repeats itself. because if Cater had taught them anything, attention is almost never a purely and genuinely positive thing. However, they couldn't exactly place the blame 
on him since Cater wasn't entirely at fault. Y/N had almost completely reverted back to their childlike phase of obeying their parents with little resistance not because they had begun to agree with anything their parents had done. But simply because they no longer had any energy to fight them on every little thing they did disagree with as they once had before. The parties, the gatherings, the compliance. everything soon faded into a monochrome routine. One where the doll would dance just as the puppeteer commanded. even as the doll would crack and wear with time the strings that bound them would stay strong. 
But even so, they would have told themself that they were OK with it. Not happy, God, never happy, but they were fine. They had become used to this monochrome type of life and no longer had any desire or fighting chance to change it. despite the irony, that a song9 specifically a dance for a song had brought them to this standstill of a cycle between living and simply existing. the one thing that could bring colour to this dark world they were trapped within was music. At first, it was just something to do, Their parents had enrolled them in various classes from a young age. Like many others, Y/N had learned to play numerous instruments in their bleak childhood (even after Epel would urger them to skip their lessons in favour to hang out), Soon after the recent development with Epel and their relationship the once dust-ridden grand piano, abandoned in the corner that no one cared enough about to touch slowly found more use.
-YN POV-
Truth be told I've always kind of struggled with the use of files to save audio, But I wasn't exactly like I could just leave it open for my Parent (not to mention peers) to discover it later so I came up with a quick (and maybe a little stupid) solution. Some kind of amateur way to store my compositions with minimal effort. In hindsight, Screen recording my songs and saving them on a video viewing platform and deleting them off my camera roll was a disaster waiting to happen. Maybe it was planned albeit unconsciously. Maybe I was waiting for something like 'that' to happen. One second I was just saving a new composition, something I was quite fond of, and the next it was being posted. By the time I realized my mistakes it was the next morning and had already blown up. An amateur artist only trying to vent out their unprecedented feelings out quietly had backfired.
 I, 'zephyr' the name I had gone by on a whim was now an ‘up and coming new artist taking the music world by storm'  It's sorta surreal really. Something I was so eager to get away from has once again managed to crawl back into my life. So now I exist in person as the ever-obedient and perfect child my parents always wanted but in the deepest corner of my heart when my parents aren't looking I'm the enigmatic zephyr who composes songs at random intervals with little to no known information of the face behind the music. Maybe a part of me knows it's better this way. I'm keeping my distance while at the same time being the truest to myself than I've been in a long time. My songs have no lyrics to go hand in hand with them a bittersweet sort of homage to exactly how my life is now. Not that anyone who listens to my music would know it.
◁ ♫ ▷ -3rd Person POV-
The sun's rays pierce the thin curtains obstructing Y/N from veiw, rousing them from their slumber. It was just now entering winter, more known as the Christmas season, the time for spending time with family and friends, not that Y/N had any, the handful of friends that they had were hardly close to them just some of the children of their parent's associates which wasn't exactly the most ideal friendship but it was easier to fade into the backroung when you assoicated with people, even more, know than yourself, at least that's what they had thought. 
A notification illuminates the screen of Y/N's phone causing them to tiredly grab the small device and click on the notification. as perr usual it was the regular comment theorizing zephyr’s identity or the inspiration behind their songs, maybe even the occasional question of their management. As their fame grew so did the music industry's greed. It was unheard of for someone with no presence whatsoever to make it this big and companies were eager to sign on their new composer (as they liked to call it). Although companies and music were the least of their worries. After all, they had a part to play in their life as a face in the crowd
Getting up they layed out their uniform onto their bed become heading to the bathroom to complete their morning routine complete with some light skincare. Something they have gotten much used to. between staying up late to compose and waking up early to get to school it wasn't per se the healthiest schedule so a basic skincare routine acted as insurance less their ‘friends’ or god forbid their parents to get suspicious and start asking questions ask questions. getting dressed packing their bag and putting their shoes on they sighed. for some reason, they had a bad feeling about today.
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Beyond the Music Room- Chapter 5: Our Contrast
TWST Idol AU x Reader (Twisted Idolland)
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Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8
Author’s Note ~
WOW…. I really don’t know what to say I suppose I should start with this…
Please don’t kill me… I kinda just disappeared for like 7 months to be honest I don’t know what happened I planned to start writing after I finished my finals but I’m halfway through my first semester of high school and I hadn’t written anything. I can’t promise to have a regular upload schedule but I’ll try my best not to leave y’all hanging for so long
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