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@heartsnare // starter !
Ace’s birthday was here.
While there were…a lot of things, that Deuce could take him to do, he wasn’t sure how he could top what Ace took him to do for his birthday. Stargazing had both been something important to him, and something they could enjoy together.
It…did serve to make him a little homesick - it was strange to think he hadn’t seen his mother for almost two years now - but it was a great night and it served to be the start of their…still not quite official, but not non-existent relationship.
But here he was now, waiting to meet Ace by one of the parks in the city, fidgeting with the ribbon on the wrapped gift box he was holding. Was it a good gift, and a good idea for today? He hoped so. Part of him said that maybe it wasn’t, that he was just pushing his own interests and ideas onto Ace but…
Really, the more he thought about what to do for today the more he realized that…he didn’t really know much about Ace’s past, and if he could take him to do something that was important to him - like how stargazing was for his birthday.
But with the redhead approaching - all he could do was plaster on a smile and hope that he had made a good choice.
“Ace! Happy birthday. Thanks for meeting me out here to celebrate.”
#heartsnare#heartsnare ♠️ nine#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#yahoo birthday time!#posted early for lil ol us and our busy work schedules
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@heartsnare // giant challenge | pt. 1 !
Running head-first into Ace was probably the worst thing that could have happened in this situation. Genuinely, truly, the worst person he could have rammed into at full speed trying to re-orient himself.
Quickly standing back up after knocking the both of them over, Deuce let off an awkward laugh and quickly moved to try and guide the redhead to a different spot before they were caught up to.
Thank whatever greater power was out there that he only started running recently, which did great things for his speed and times.
“A-Ace! Buddy, pal. Crazy running into you here, let’s, uh...! Go this way!”
Okay so he was definitely acting suspicious, and Ace would definitely catch on, he was smart, but...! He really couldn’t think of anything else. He had just told the other about his past and...he had severely underplayed how bad he once was.
For Ace to meet the person he used to be? He...didn’t want that at all!
#heartsnare#heartsnare ♠️ five#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#GIANT CHALLENGE#deuce vc OH NO MY BOYFRIEND IS GOING TO THINK IM CRINGE
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@dicuori // giant challenge | pt 1 !
Riddle didn’t know these things about him.
That was terrifying, to suddenly trust someone with this information about himself without the freedom to fully explain it. But Deuce needed all the help he could get, and there was no one he trusted more than the friends he made in his dorm.
Riddle, perhaps most of all. He was a role model, above all else! An honor student, who helped people like him diligently. He knew Riddle had high hopes for him - why would he tutor him and help him with things he struggled with otherwise? - and it truly was terrifying to introduce this part of himself to Riddle.
The part he hated. He had come to terms with a lot about who he once was, but the whole package deal? That was way too much.
...oh well. This was too important to get secretive about, and it would at least be a little better to be the introductory factor opposed to Riddle just stumbling upon that guy himself. Even if he did try to mask how flustered he was.
“Prefect Rosehearts! A-Are you available to help me with something? Wait, actually, do you have your Unique Magic back-?”
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@heartsnare // dreamscape starter !
Reliving memories...this wasn’t the first time Deuce had found himself involved with something like this. But the last time it was just...walking through the mists that spread throughout the city, and finding bits and pieces of old memories like that. Both his own, and the ones belonging to other people.
This was different. This was the first time he was experiencing a memory where he was actually standing back in the Queendom. And he knew it was, because...!
“This is...the hill my mom used to take me to, sometimes. Outside of town.”
Right. Because Ace was here with him, it was better to explain it out loud. He turned to face the other with a somewhat stunned look on his face before looking back out to the setting they found themselves in.
They lived on the outskirts of the Queendom, in a smaller town. They always had to catch a bus or a train out to get to the city proper - but it was never like a small town. Just not a big one. People didn’t all know each other’s names, but sections of the community were still closer knit.
It was closer to the beaches, the shorelines. There were roads nearby this hill that Deuce had distinct memories of, driving down on his Magical Wheels as fast as he could. Or just hopping off the side of the road after parking his bike somewhere to run down to the secluded beach just to yell all his frustrations out to the waves.
But he knew that’s not what this was. This was...one of the nights that his mother took him stargazing. It was a frequent activity when he was younger, just to walk out to the hill at the edge of town that sloped down onto a dirt road. It was a long walk to get out here, but it was always worth it. There was no light pollution, so the view was one of the bests you could get.
...well, he could also tell that it was this memory just because he could literally see himself - maybe no older than eight, with a bandaid across his cheek and some on his knees - and his mother climbing the hill that he and Ace stood at the top of.
“...I don’t think they can see us. But...! This was always one of the best stargazing spots. They started building more out here later on, when I was in middle school, but before they did...you could see the whole sky so clearly. This is a good chance to see it again!”
#heartsnare#heartsnare ♠️ seven#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#event ♠️ dreamscape#teehee baby deuce
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@nocturneled // spiralefes starter !
It had been awhile since Deuce had attended a tea party. Or, uh...just generally drank tea. There were too many rules about it that he had still yet to fully memorize, and even if he was sure Riddle wouldn’t care...that much, and even if they weren’t at school, he was still a Heartslabyul student.
He’d still at least try to follow the rules he did remember. ( and that weren’t absolutely insane )
But, here he probably didn’t need to follow the rules. It was late into the night, and the tea and the little finger foods were catered, he didn’t really have control over how they made it.
He came prepared with a blanket, but it looked like he showed up a little later than other people...there weren’t too many spots left that weren’t next to someone else, but he didn’t have any problems asking. He just hoped other people didn’t have a problem with it.
Oh well. The best place to start was with someone who looked to be around his age, right?
“Uh...’scuse me! You don’t mind if I sit next to you, do you? We don’t have to talk or anything if you don’t want to but...”
#nocturneled#nocturneled ♠️ one#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#event ♠️ spiralefes 2022#here we go...the guys...
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@heartsnare // spiralefes starter !
It was nice to see all the activities - and some new ones! - had been set up again.
Given he had been here for over a year now, he had been here for the last festival that got set up. But he hadn’t really gotten to spend it with any of his friends from home. This year was turning out to be much different, with Ace already jumping ahead and asking Deuce to join him for one of the events that got set up.
He honestly hadn’t ventured inside of the Intraspace much, but seeing what they were doing, it was...probably best that it was in here.
Still, he ran up to Ace with a grin on his face and offered a little wave, looking out of the lobby towards the track they’d be racing on. It had been awhile since he had really tried to race...anyone! But to be fair, he had been racing on Magical Wheels and not with racing karts.
“Ace! Thanks for inviting me out for this. Did we wanna build a kart together or...did we wanna race?”
#heartsnare#heartsnare ♠️ six#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#event ♠️ spiralefes 2022#BABIES FIRST DATE
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@splitcrxd // giant challenge | pt. 1 !
It was really unfortunate, trying to come up with a plan to try and fight, well...yourself!
Deuce knew how he was in group fights - and it was...good. He could easily take down a group of guys brawnier than himself in the matter of minutes through brute force and yelling alone. It was...honestly kind of terrifying to think that he used to get in huge fist fights with groups of people years older than him when he was in middle school?
Well. He had the scarring on his knuckles and a crooked nose to show for it, at least. So he never quite got out unscathed but...ugh, that was besides the point!
Cater, if he even had his Unique Magic here, would be great help. Even if it was potentially a fight they couldn’t win in numbers, it was a way to slow their opponent down. That could be a huge advantage.
...though Cater would probably definitely make fun of him for all of this later. But then again, maybe that could be helpful too. He had a pretty short fuse when he was younger, and still sort of did...?
“Cater...! I-I need your help, with, uh...a big problem! I need your help, make sure you have your pen, okay?”
#splitcrxd#splitcrxd ♠️ three#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#GIANT CHALLENGE#HERE WE GO !!!
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@doodlesuit // giant challenge | pt 1 !
“Trey-!”
This was a mess. A huge, fucking mess. And that was putting it lightly.
Sure, Deuce could have gone off and found anyone to help him with his situation but it was...a terrifying one! Trey was the one person in their dorm that knew a good chunk about how he used to act in middle school, and had known the longest. It was pretty clear his senior didn’t judge him for the person he used to be but...
Would that change with this?
Honestly though-! He didn’t really care about that right now, as long as it meant driving off the current problem before anyone else saw. At least it’d be easier with Trey, since he already knew. Some of it.
“Trey I...! I really need your help. Bring your pen! B-But don’t ask anything, you’ll see what’s up when we get there.”
Well, assuming Trey actually...had the time to help, he didn’t think about the fact that he might be busy but hopefully his panic expressed how serious this situation was.
After all...if that guy ran around free for too long...
#doodlesuit#doodlesuit ♠️ two#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#GIANT CHALLENGE#teehee sorry i know i said i'd plot but i got. ideas.
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GIANT CHALLENGE: PART II
( note: please mind spoilers for Twisted Wonderland Ch. 5 & the Wish Upon a Star ~Dance and Wishes~ Event
tw: mention of underage drinking, violence, injury
character count: 3990 )
CHALLENGE: Your past self has manifested in the city, and has already begun to start trouble. The longer he stays in the city, the more damage he'll be tempted to do. You (or anyone else) can stop him physically through violence, OR you alone can try to convince him to leave of his own volition through peace. For the duration of the challenge, he'll be able to use any abilities you have unlocked yourself, in addition to the possibility of overblotting. The style is THREAD or DRABBLE. Good luck!
Pt. 1 Threads: here
It was only thanks to his friends, he was able to make it this far.
Deuce had to acknowledge that, as he finally found himself face to face with the person he had been running from all this time. And it wasn’t in the mirror, or in old pictures that he found him. No...his younger self was really in the flesh, standing before him, looking as angry as Deuce remembered feeling when he was that age.
Of course, anger had always just been what he felt...easiest.
And not even that. It was just the easiest way out, rather than what was the easiest to feel. If he was angry, he didn’t have to think about how hurt he felt. If he was angry, he didn’t have to think about how much of a disappointment he was.
If he was angry, he could feel the things he felt about himself, and push them onto someone else.
He could destroy them, even if it meant digging himself further down into the hole he was in, filled with the smell of hair dye and alcohol and oil.
It wasn’t easy to admit that you hated yourself, after all.
Deuce had thought change would be his escape. He dyed his hair back to its natural color, cleaned up his act, sent himself back into the hell that was being all alone just so his so-called “friends” couldn’t influence him to go back to the way he was - the version of himself they liked, only because they were afraid of him and what he could do if they were on his bad side.
Night Raven was his chance to reset everything. To be a completely different version of himself, all over again. Someone better, someone different, someone knew.
Someone everyone wanted him to be, even if it still wasn’t truly him.
He hated to think that his old self was truer to the real him, than the person he tried to reinvent himself to be. Both versions of himself fit in a box other people established, absolutely. The idea of “defiant” and the idea of “perfect”.
It was only thanks to the family he met at Night Raven - Yuu, Ace, Riddle, Trey, Cater - that he started to accept the fact that people could love him, without him needing to be “perfect”.
It was only thanks to the friends that pushed him along - Jack, Epel, Rook, Vil, Jamil, Kalim - that he started to accept that he didn’t ever need to be “perfect” in the first place.
And now here he stood - somewhere in the middle, back at the beginning with all the knowledge, and love, he needed to handle this situation.
After all...he only got here because of them, and because he was willing to ask them for help.
...that didn’t mean he wasn’t afraid to tell himself the things he always needed to hear.
But maybe he only really needed to say one thing.
As Rook had once told him - he was just a chick in an egg, waiting to break past his shell. He was almost a little upset that the upperclassman wasn’t here to walk him burst out and start flying, with these few steps he was taking towards the bleach-blond delinquent in front of him.
The scars on his hands, hidden by gloves. The nose he had broken once, stayed crooked. The boulder he was carrying, a bit easier to manage. The people he let in, so worth the love he could give them, and get back from them.
The single mother he left at home, proud, from him finally just being himself.
Could he express it all in a single gesture, a lone few sentences? Deuce wasn’t sure. He had always been a bit stupid, and he didn’t think things through, but that was his best quality.
His arms wrapped tight around the version of himself he wanted to love, squeezing and pulling him close.
“Thank you, for being a part of me. I still don’t know if I’m doing the right thing but...there are people who are rooting for us, and who are proud of us, so...please look forward to that. I only got to meet them because I was you, and I still am.”
Was it enough to send him home, so he could one day reach this point too? Deuce didn’t know.
But he did know that a pair of arms wrapped around him too, and he felt...a sense of warmth, he wasn’t used to.
I can be proud of myself, too.
And that was enough for him.
#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#giant challenge#me after putting this off for two months: heyyyyy
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@heartsnare // pt. 1 event starter !
They knew that their “copies”, so to say, would be arriving.
With the alert that the city had given them a week prior to the arrival itself, it was hard to ignore the fact that they’d soon be dealing with some teenage versions of themselves. And if Deuce remembered anything about being a teenager who was friends with Ace? It has been...well, a very amusing time, looking back on things.
Clueless about their mutual feelings for each other...but mostly on his part. Ace had very much not been clueless, and more so just exactly what you’d expect from a teenage boy dealing with a crush on his best friend.
...which lead to him inviting the younger version of his partner to sit outside on their apartment balcony with him, away from the other two.
(which was probably a bad idea considering he had a strong feeling that his ace would tease the younger deuce relentlessly about his obliviousness when it came to not just realizing that the younger ace had a crush on him, but that their older selfs were dating. but...well, that wasn’t really a problem for him, now was it?)
“So. Are you handling everything alright, being here? I know it was probably crazy being thrown into a whole different world after the other city is...you know.” He holds out a soda can for the teen, as he goes to sit down in one of the lawn chairs set upon the balcony.
“And that goes beyond the whole city thing, of course. Seeing older versions of yourself must be pretty shocking too especially given...”
#heartsnare#heartsnare ♠️ one#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#this is the pride of a student of night raven college ♠️ castmates#become the wind ♠️ event#event ♠️ subsistence#FINALLY GOT THIS OUT <-- INSANE
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@heartsnare // event pt. 2 starter !
“Try not to fall too far behind, Ace!”
It was thrilling.
Well, maybe it was bad to say that in a life-or-death situation - but...no! Deuce had been without his full magical capabilities for over a year now, and it was an adrenaline rush to match riding his Magical Wheels down the highways of the Queendom to have it all back.
Almost.
With the CPNs swarming the city, and the blessings from their older selves letting them really pack a punch when fighting back, it was the perfect opportunity to go wild! Who knew when he’d get an opportunity to do this again? And...it was a great way to start a competition with his rival.
“Person who beats the least has to buy the other lunch! And I’m going all in with a fancy egg dish!”
#heartsnare#heartsnare ♠️ three#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#this is the pride of a student of night raven college ♠️ castmates#become the wind ♠️ event#event ♠️ subsistence#three threads already look at us speedrunning#deuce will absolutely show off his UM again if he can get it to trigger gfdlkjh
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@baddestdangerboy // event starter !
He had to keep running.
Deuce wasn’t even sure when he began running in the first place, but there was a feeling of dread locked deep in his chest and...well, the people he found himself with were all running to. So there had to be a good reason for it. ...right?
Though quickly his mind was changed on whether or not these people had smart ideas, based on how quickly they stopped running once they got outside of whatever old abandoned home they were in to discuss instead where they should hide. The old rickety shed with countless holes and a broken door? The basement of the building they had just gotten out of?
Even better; maybe they could just hide in plain sight. Not one suggestion was to keep running, to hide in the woods nearby...or even better - jump the car sitting on the gravel driveway nearby to drive it to safety.
Turning to the other person in their little group of survivors, Deuce decided it was best to speak his concerns. After all, this person wasn’t making any suggestions either so they had to be thinking the same thing, right?
“Do they all sound insane to you, too?”
#baddestdangerboy#baddestdangerboy ♠️ one#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#become the wind ♠️ event#event ♠️ crew call#sorry for how long this took!!!#lmk if i can change anything to fit better!!
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[text] R. Rosehearts - Are all of you alright?
[text] R. Rosehearts -Have you met your others yet?
[text] yeah! everything is fine i think.
[text] the older version of ace and i...
He looks over to the basketball couch (bouch) that the two older copies of himself and his friend are sitting on and...
[text] they seem to be very good friends!
#dicuori#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#I HOPE ITS OKAY TO INTERPRET IT THIS WAY I HAD TO BE A LITTLE FUNNY DFGKJHDSF
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@dicuori // starter !
This stuff was starting to get kind of easy!
Having been here for over a year, Deuce had long ago decided that he should really be keeping on top of his studies, so he didn’t fall behind when he returned home. Of course...there weren’t really a lot of history or magical instruction classes that paralleled what he learned back at Night Raven, so he could only keep on top of a few subjects.
Math, was the primary one. And...hey, he wasn’t doing all that bad! Seventy-eight percent on his last test was a huge improvement from how he’d been doing before, and it was technically passing! Given he had finally moved up a little in the level of math he was actually doing, this was great progress.
It had been his plan to just go home, after getting his test back from the one class he had today at the University, maybe cook himself a late-lunch and work on some homework for his other classes but...
A familiar uniform quickly sent him running towards the building he saw the person wearing it duck into, not even processing where he was before calling out their name.
“Prefect Rosehearts...! When did you get h...”
...ah. Wait. This was a library. He had definitely said that way too loud for a library.
#dicuori#dicuori ♠️ one#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#this is the pride of a student of night raven college ♠️ castmates#let’s go conquer the rose maze ♠️ heartslabyul#SORRY THIS IS SO LATE AAA#i finally did it...#lmk if anything need to be changed!!!
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@splitcrxd // event pt. 2 starter !
“Cauldron!”
Ugh. That felt good to do again - and at full size, too! The satisfying thunk of the large metal container as it crashed down would never get old. Even if it was a simple summoning spell, it was pretty much his signature at this point. And he was actually using it on a CPN instead of another student or some delinquent - which made it all the better!
“You doing alright over there, Diamond-senpai?”
Deuce turned his head just enough to spot his senior, making sure to still keep his focus on the fight at hand. He knew the other was more than capable enough to handle himself in a fight but...well, he couldn’t help but show a little worry!
It was just old habits dying hard. Always look out for your crew in a fight, and leave no man behind.
“Let me know if I can lend a hand!”
#splitcxrd#splitcxrd ♠️ one#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#become the wind ♠️ event#event ♠️ subsistence#this is the pride of a student of night raven college ♠️ castmates#sorry for the delay !#hope this works alright!!
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@unblot // starter !
It wasn’t really that strange, for Deuce to hang around after P.E. ended. If he had time before he had to leave for his next class, or to head back to the dorms, he’d try to squeeze a little extra track and field practice in, run a couple of laps around the field.
...but it was strange for him to not be the only person left behind. Usually everyone seemed thrilled to get out of Vargas’ class and shower in the locker rooms. It was a quick jog over to his bag before he turned back and went to approach the other first year, a smile on his face as he held out a water bottle.
( well, maybe it wasn’t too strange to see this particular classmate of his, lingering behind. )
“Decided to hang around a little longer, Epel?”
#non-isola#unblot#unblot ♠️ one#painting the white roses red ♠️ ic isola#this is the pride of a student of night raven college ♠️ castmates#sorry for how long this took fdskjh#here it is at last!!!#if i can change anything lmk!!
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