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sorry for being late it was the mental illness :,( anyways pspspsps slime fuckerssss
cw: virginity loss/kink, voyeurism/exhibitionism, dubcon, humiliation, kinda ooc but hear me out
alhaitham relaxing on the couch after work, reading, as he always does, when his thoughts drift back to the other day, overhearing you and kaveh in the next room when you thought he was still at the akademiya.
despite himself, his dick chubs up in his pants, and he internally groans. for these past few days his mind has been stuck on you, and on that roommate of his; he can't admit the amount of times he's had to excuse himself to shove one fist between his teeth and the other past his beltline. but he's home alone now (silly alhaitham, not learning from his senior's mistakes, but he stops using his head when his cock gets hard), so there’s no need to hide.
so here you are, slinking around the house when you hear heavy, breathy moans and the wet sound of alhaitham's precum squelching around his hand. his book is discarded, belt unbuckled and pants unzipped, a hand thrown over his flushed face and not muffling his sounds like he usually does.
he's so sensitive, it's only been a few minutes and he's squirming, whining lowly, digging his teeth into his bottom lip; his dick dripping down onto his fingers as he edges himself.
he doesn’t see you, the watery sounds of you transforming into a more humanoid shape covered up by the slick sounds he’s making; until he feels something wet and cool slide over the head of his dick, and his eyes snap open with a sharp gasp, looking down in horror as you take his cock into your mouth, wanting nothing more than to be helpful to your master.
whatever resolve he had quickly melts away as you hollow your cheeks around his length, taking him deep into your throat, and he knows he can’t last long if you continue like this.
he’s squirming more now, reflexively bucking up into your mouth as he whimpers something about it being “too good~” and to “please… keep going…”
no one’s ever touched him like this, and it’s intense. he wasn’t going to last long anyways, but when you slip a slick tendril into his ass, he cums immediately, with an embarrassingly loud squeal.
he doesn’t even have the chance to catch his breath as you flip him over, pressing his face into the cushions while you immediately start to pound into him, brushing up against his prostate in a way that makes him lose all control.
he begs you to slow down, to be a little more gentle– he’s never done something like this before, after all– but you know how much he likes it when you fuck him like the whore he is. and plus, this might be his first time, but he’s taking it so well– it’s like he was made for this!
you tell him as much, and it makes his stomach flutter in a mix of arousal and embarrassment. how shameful, for the acting grad sage, the akademiya’s unflappable scribe, a dignified scholar such as himself getting his tight, virgin ass ruined and claimed like this. and worst of all, he likes it– no, he loves it.
oh, and the scene kaveh walks in on; he could already hear the debauched moaning and how the couch creaks and shakes with every thrust, but to walk in on his roommate in such a position– face down, ass up, drooling, thighs dripping slime and cum onto the couch, and clawing at the cushions as his body shakes and quivers, as his increasingly desperate pleads dissolve into nonsensical noises.
he doesn’t even notice kaveh shutting the door behind him, too caught up in how you’re making his body bounce off the couch right now, so you take it upon yourself to make sure he “says hello to master kaveh~!” tugging him up by his hair so the aforementioned roomie can see how fucked out alhaitham looks.
whether it’s the way you pull his hair, force him to arch on your cock, or the fact that kaveh’s walked in on him getting rawed on the couch (it’s both), he cums immediately, and hard; letting out the most depraved sound anyone’s ever heard as his eyes roll up into his head, tongue lolling out as he whines and begs for you to stop, and for kaveh to look away while you fuck him through his high.
anyways, i don’t have anything interesting or new to say about these but have some ideas you may or may not have already had:
scaramouche/wanderer ver?
orgy/gangbang? it would be interesting to see subby!slime getting used and abused by 4 men. mayhaps even punished for their slutty behavior.
or maybe it’s reader fucking everybody, mayhaps even going through them one by one and leaving the others to watch and wait.
there is something so sexy about the word 'chubbed' like 🤤i can clearly imagine the bulge in the pants and then my thoughts wander to how i'd mouth all over it through his boxers... ehehehe <3 after kaveh walks in, slime! reader is definitely fucking them both to stupidity
scara/wanderer is already on its way!! along with a certain... someone... of course 😉
orgy/gangbang is highly requested! after i finish this slime sumeru, i'm definitely going to be doing one of them. one of the requests say that slime reader will be the one used and well, i'd like to see subby slime too 🤭🤭
#once again#altho.. im sorry i didnt post this sooner 😭 i wanted to keep this to myself for a while longer#that and adhd keeps making me forget to answer waaah#u need to write ur own blog too pls pls pls im obssessed#seajellyx#.txt
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merry christmas
I am in awe and I am flattered. So glad people like food truck Yuu
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i just think itd be neat
i love your art so much! your style tastes like salt and vinegar chips. anyways, how would tuna interact with my sona haizhu?
mmmm cwrunchgy chip art Imhonored UVU
thank u for being patient!
Tuna said hell yea spicy soup! only to remember after that they have little to no spicy tolerance-
Tuna might get butthurt interacting w Haizhu due to Haizhus intellect and pride. In the long run i can see a great friendly competitive friendship here! ^V^ Just dont take Tunas pouting and whining to heart when they cant keep up!
#tuna be talkin#seajellyx#thank you for being patient#thank you for the request!#event request#requests closed#twisted wonderland#twst#twst oc#twst tuna#twst ocs
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hi! just wanted to lyk, in your most recent artwork, jamil looks a shade or two too pale? perhaps it was an accident? sorry if i'm being an annoyance!
love your art btw <3
I colored picked his skin tone (and his entire palate) directly from his artwork on the TWST wiki, but it looks paler because I put the sunlight/light layer on top of it (I think as an Add layer) which typically brightens whatever's underneath it while also giving it a glowing effect. It's my go-to layer type when I need dramatic and/or bright lighting.
And no, your concern is valid. I hate it when poc characters (especially in anime) get whitewashed by artists. I also got this comment when I posted it in a discord server, so it's not just you who thinks it. This was an older piece, so after making it, I made sure to compensate the effect of light on Jamil's skin by making it slightly darker in newer works. The fact that this was said now multiple times about this particular piece tho makes me realize that I need to go back and edit that piece anyway.
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some fun twst questions for u <3
[i'm sending these to random ppl, feel free to answer if you see this and/or tag/send it to another person!]
would you be a mer, a beastman, a fae, or a human? (or other!)
would you be at rsa or nrc?
what dorm would you belong to?
what character(s) would you be best friends with?
what character(s) would you hate?
what character(s) would you date?
what would floyd’s nickname be for you?
and rook’s?
what twst character(s) are you most like? (personality-wise)
which subject(s) do you think you would excel at?
what club would you join?
how do you think you would survive in twisted wonderland/what would your life be like in general?
[optional!] what would your unique magic be?
I have a fae pref tbh. It's the pointy ears for me. Though being a beastman doesn't sound too bad
NRC probably. Goth moment
I feel like either Diasomnia or Ignihyde. On one hand I'm an introverted tech god that panics at the sight of another human being, and hyperfixates on the stuff I work on with a major perfectionism issue. But on the other hand I was the "gifted" prodigy kid growing up so I was all top marks and 'smart kid' classes. Seeing as Diasomnia is the dorm where every excels at magic and classes then that also fits, but my dumbass went from a 4.0 in high school to a fucking 2.6 in college because I stopped caring about my grades.
Uhh shit. I'm not sure. I go out of my way to avoid talking to people at all costs unless they talk to me first. Extroverts scared me and rapidly drain my social battery. So I couldn't really be friends with Cater, Rook, or Kalim. Ace and Deuce would be tolerable in small amounts. In the long run I feel like I'd vibe with Trey, Jade (though I feel like he and Floyd are a packaged deal and Floyd would probably be too much for me to handle if I were to be around him too much), Azul (maybe), Jamil, Idia (gaming buddies probably), Malleus and Silver
I want to pummel both Riddle and Vil. I am not sorry. Sebek is on thin fucking ice
Laughs in Leona, Malleus, and Jamil simp
Only thing I can think of off the top of my head is Arowana. They're mostly solitary and can be extremely aggressive when it comes to defending their space. Which... same bestie....
I don't know and frankly I don't want to know or give him the chance to give me one 👍🏻
I'm a mixture of several of them lol. Mostly Idia's shyness and video game obsessions, Riddle's anger issues, Leona's laziness, but also Trey's whole parental figure thing, and Kalim's airheadness
Magical history or alchemy. History was always one of my best subjects in school. As far as alchemy goes, I'm equating it with science and I am a biology major.
Science club :3c
My life would probably be pretty mundane, just like it already is. I go to school and work at a restaurant I ain't got much goin' tbh. Maybe the occasional stupid antic from Ace or Deuce if I feel like tolerating them
I would prefer something healing based? I'm a healer main in most every game I play and I just wanna be isekai'd into a fantasy world to be the doctor/apothecary (or the merchant NPC but thats irrelevant).
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i don't even go here but your brainrot post gave me some ideas
ambiguous, implied romantic, relationship, gender neutral, adepti reader.
warning for: major character death, severe ptsd/depression, vivid descriptions of ptsd attacks, self harm, mentions of reincarnation, that erosion thing adepti do, inexcusably long, not proofread.
he remembers, he always does. xiao has always had a good memory. and to someone like him, with a past like his, this is a curse.
they mock him- mirages of the past, the whispering screams of the tortured and the damned, the wavering, spectral, haunting voices of his friends, even you, a voice so soft, so sweet, so undeserving of the rot that he brings, that it makes him sick. even his own voice, hoarse and broken, both pleading and condemning, the hanged man and the executioner.
they claw up from deep in his gut, tearing through his lungs, withering his very bone; twisting words and memories into something awful, rotting every happy moment, corroding his very psyche as they taunt, whisper, mock- every small detail, every little thing, and endless cycle of starving and gorging on the urges.
they plant noxious seeds into the space between ligament and muscle, so that later, they may sprout, and tear through his flesh as they wrap slowly around his throat. in these moments, he wishes they would suffocate him just a little more, and maybe then his misery would end, but it never does. perhaps, death is too good for a sinner like him. perhaps, he is meant to carry this punishment for the rest of eternity.
no one has hurt xiao more than himself, no one knows how best to torment him, than him. and it is evident in every sleepless night, every unwelcome recollection, every time his head feels as if it’s splitting with the sheer weight of the amount of ghosts living there, every time he carves his nails into his own skin, because perhaps if the physical pain can surpass the mental… but no, it never does.
in these quiet moments, you liked to sing to him. and it helped more than he would like to admit. (even so, in small hours of the night, in vulnerable moments, xiao confesses to you, in almost silent whispers, how much you mean to him.) the urge to push you away was strong, but in moments like these, xiao is weaker than he likes to think. especially when its you. when your voice slices through the haze of delirious pain, soothes his wounds, lets him fall apart in your hands and have those same hands lovingly, meticulously, put him back together. you pretend you cannot see the way his lip trembles, the way his eyebrows cinch together and the way his breath shudders, and his lashes flutter. as the gentle moonlight gives away the shine of tears in his eyes, you tell him he’s beautiful, even in moments like these, and it breaks him in the most painfully soft way.
xiao remembers, when you both were young. all those years ago, when you dug your way into his heart, and you have never left since. when you would lie in the tall grasses of the hills of a budding liyue, side by side, just like you do now, holding one another. even as the ink stained blood soaks into his clothes, into the mud. even as your heartbeat flutters into silence, as you grow cold, stiff. even immortals cannot live forever. every living thing must suffer the same fate. xiao knows this more than anyone. but it does not make it any less painful. time and time again, he has had to watch everyone he has cared about leave where he cannot follow. and when the last person that means anything to him walks through that door, xiao can do nothing more but wait to join you.
in a moment like this, he can think of nothing else, but to sing. so that, perhaps, he might be able to return the favor. his voice is hoarse, pleading, wavering as he chokes down the sobs.
please forgive him, please. xiao knows you would, and that only makes him cry harder. even if it was his fault, his karma, his spear in your side, you would forgive him.
xiao has loved you for hundreds of years. he will love you for a hundred years more. and he loves you now, as much as he can, even as you erode away in his arms. even when he himself can feel his own heartbeat ebbing away. even when the sharp pain dissolves into a dull ache, and when someone, who he cannot recognize through the haze comes to drag him away from your body.
xiao will love you across every lifetime. if you would do him the honor of letting him fall for you all over again. in a place where, maybe, you could live that dream of a peaceful life… with him.
10 out of fucking 10 what the actual fuck you legend
this was so beautifully written and the angst hits in just the right spots… well done; seriously. that was really good. thank you for sending this.
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💤 how they wake you up !
genshin men headcanons about how they interrupt your well-deserved sleep
ft. diluc, albedo, venti, childe, zhongli, xiao, itto, heizou, kazuha, thoma, ayato, cyno, tighnari, alhaitham, kaveh, scaramouche
practically shaking you awake
he's been awake for an hour now and you've still been asleep. he's done everything to pass the time - watch some tv, cook breakfast, take a five minute nap, and even went shopping - and you're still not awake. what other choice does he have but to shake you so you wake up?
"...huh?" you say, turning back and forth because your boyfriend is shaking you. "what's this for?"
"you've been asleep for the past few hours and you still wouldn't wake up!" he pouts, before hugging you tightly. "so i had to go to more desperate measures."
"desperate...? you're only shaking m-"
"shush."
kaveh, itto, childe, heizou, venti, xiao, scara
alluring you with breakfast
your bf is basically a malewife (*cough* thoma *cough*) and decides to head to the kitchen and whip up a batch of your favorite food. when it's done, he sets it on the dinner table and sneaks back into your shared bedroom.
"wake up, darling~" he coos, brushing a stray strand of hair away from your face.
"five more minutes..." you manage to utter, before closing your eyes again and slowly drifting off to sleep.
"well, that's a pity. i just finished making your favorite food." he fake-sighs, sitting on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed.
"hm? wait, really?" you perk up from the covers and start running towards the kitchen.
he chuckles and follows you and hugs you from behind when you; least expect it.
"woah, this is really good!" you say with food in your mouth.
"glad you like it."
diluc (sorta), tighnari, thoma, ayato, possibly zhongli
whispering in your ear
the sun slowly rises above the horizon as your boyfriend wakes up. you're usually also awake a few minutes after he is, so he waits for a little bit while reading a book.
after waiting for what seems like forever, he realizes you're not gonna wake up by yourself. so he leans towards your ear, and whispers soft things.
"it's time to wake up, y/n." he whispers. "the morning isn't as bright without you. besides, i'm not used to waking up without the usual cuddles and kisses." he caresses your right cheek, cupping your face in his hands.
you squirm and then flutter your eyes open to see your boyfriend next to you in bed, cheeks rosy.
"you're awake~ c'mon, let's go make breakfast." he says, holding your hand and lifting you up.
you follow him without a sound, remembering all the things he just said to you in the past minute.
albedo, kazuha, cyno, alhaitham (not as flirty)
@seajellyx saved my life thank you
k bye
#diluc x reader#albedo x reader#venti x reader#childe x reader#zhongli x reader#itto x reader#heizou x reader#kazuha x reader#tighnari x reader#cyno x reader#kaveh x reader#alhaitham x reader#thoma x reader#ayato x reader#headcanons#genshin impact#guys i love kaveh too much it hurts#♡꒱ genshin#♡꒱ fanfic#genshin#i hate writing tags fr#xiao x reader#scara x reader#wanderer x reader#scaramouche x reader
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🖇️ Trust | Floyd Leech x Reader
>> requested: no
>> a/n: happy birthday @seajellyx !!!!!
>> masterlist: octavinelle
>> summary: you were not truly comfortable with floyd
>> reader prns: they/them
>> warning(s): none
Floyd was a wild card to you. He always surprised you even though you knew what he was going to do. You knew that the first time he saw you every day he would squeeze you like a madman. Even if he saw you before classes started one day, and it was lunch time the other. He would always do the same first step of the day when seeing you. You would always tense each time he scooped you into his arms, much to his dismay.
Trying to make you more comfortable, Floyd started to ease off on the tight hugs. But that just confused you more. Why would he stop doing something you could always count on him doing?
Floyd couldn’t keep doing this forever, though. He loved you and tried to control himself to the best of his abilities, but he could barely do that. He wanted you to be comfortable with him. And you loved that he was so rambunctious, but you would never be able to get used to that.
You didn’t know that he could tell when your face turned grim and your cheeks paled as he picked you up and twirled you around every morning. How your body stiffened within his tight embrace.
Finally, you had enough of the docile Floyd that was around you all the time. You wanted him to be loud and stupidly goofy again. So you asked him about the sudden change.
“Shrimpy,” Floyd started out. He was serious and solemn, which was so unlike him. Much more like his brother, Jade. Maybe that's where he got it from. “You gave me a chance to be me, but you didn’t seem to trust me enough to be comfortable with me.”
That hurt you so much. You never intended for him to be hurt by your actions. And all you could do was stare at the merman that had changed so much for you. And yet he was not the man you had fallen in love with. And he would never be the same man you fell in love with again, because he had changed to be someone that he thought would be more comfortable for you.
The both of you, not knowing what the other one truly is, or wants. Caught in a downwards spiral of nothingness.
>> floyd taglist: @tulipluvlettr | @strawberry-hyacinth | @oseathepebble | @ventisaircurrent | @epelys | @pastelmages | @xphantasmagoriax | @atlasnessie | @divinesapph | @ze-maki-nin | @silly-ez | @flqyd-is-lost | @savanaclaw1996 | @furoidoleech | @v-anrouge | @oepionie | @queerlordsimon | @kyraxiyn | @rayisalive
#twstnexus#floyd leech#floyd leech x reader#twisted wonderland floyd leech#twst floyd#floyd twisted wonderland#floyd x reader#twst floyd x reader#twst#twisted wonderland#twst x reader#twisted wonderland x reader#@.twst.works
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Pairing: Floyd x GN!Reader
Genre: Fluff
A/N: This is for @seajellyx for the Secret Santa Project held by @twstedsecretsanta. Happy Holidays, I hope you enjoy this small fluffy-fluff gift!
“Y/n.”
At the call of your name, the large gymnasium is filled with the sounds of gasps and mummering. You stare up at the podium with your face permanently set into a look of utter shock, because there’s no way that your name was just called.
Right?
The last thing you remember before spacing out was that the Christmas Royalties were about to be announced.
It’s apparently a tradition here at NRC: a celebration that’s a combination of what is a prom back on Earth and Valentine’s Day, where the popularly voted Christmas Royalties will have the chance to confess to their crush after being crowned — or challenge their rivals to a fight, for the less romantically inclined.
You always thought it was a ridiculous tradition. Especially when the chances of rejection and embarrassing yourself is ever present.
You’d given a thought before as to who you would confess to — though you’d hope you’d never have to. There is always a chance considering you are pretty well-known amongst the student body, courtesy of your friends’ overblot incidences and your magicless status.
And, as if the Sevens are playing a cruel joke on you, the student who had been called up to the podium first had been none other than your very own crush, Floyd Leech.
You’d met Floyd after your string of bad luck had you paired up with him as an Alchemy lab partner for the year.
At first, you thought he would be a difficult person to work with. The idea formed itself out of your preconceived notion that he is the louder and more uncontrollable of the Leech twins, thus he would never get any actual schoolwork done.
You had only witnessed him spending his free time messing with other students — your friends included — outside of class, after all.
But you were pleasantly surprised when Floyd took the initiative to reach out to you first with an offer to help, especially when the homework load got heavier as the year went by. His assistance, of course, was exchanged for a couple tight squeezes — and heavily dependent on his unpredictable mood.
Sometimes, Floyd could also be a bit flirty. He’d given you cheeky winks every now and then, or you would catch him staring at you in the middle of class with an unfamiliar glint in his heterochromic orbs.
Yet you thought nothing of it.
It was predictable of you to end up developing a crush on the man. It was a reality that your friends encouraged you to confess with the hidden hope that Floyd’s squeezes will only be reserved for you from then on.
But you’d also threaten that you’d transfer over to RSA if Floyd ever found out the truth.
But now? Flyod’s answer to “who would you like to call out to the stage?” was your name.
It was then that you began to wonder if all those times he’d been so cheeky in the middle of class was because he actually like-likes you?
“Is y/n here?” Riddle inquires into the mic again.
“That’s you. Haul ass, pal,” your friend Ace whispers as he elbows your side to bring you back to reality.
“Ugh… right,” you groan as you slowly stand up and make your way towards the stage.
Your body jerks in surprise when the overhead spotlight nearly blinds you, the bright light following your path exactly until you’re finally standing right beside Floyd.
“Well, this is quite the surprise,” you finally comment, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised at the taller man.
In typical Floyd fashion, the man reaches out and envelopes you in his arms. The squeeze he gives your body is much more gentle than normal. You manage to steal a glance at the man and return his wide smile with an amused one of your own.
“Shrimpyyyy,” Floyd coos before clearing his throat and speaking more clearly right by your ear, “sorry for doing this in such a public setting, but you wouldn’t pick up on any of the hints I’ve been giving you.”
“There isn’t much of a difference between the way you flirt and the way you treat your friends,” you chuckle, bending backwards slightly to properly look at Floyd’s face. From this close, you can see just how red his ears have gotten — and just how handsome he looks dressed so formally.
“You look marvelous, by the way. Not that you aren’t always,” Floyd compliments you as if he’d read your mind and wanted to beat you to the punch.
The cheesy words cause your cheeks to start burning up and earns more than an earful of aw’s from your briefly forgotten audience.
“Thank you, so do you— ugh,” you let out a short grunt when Floyd pulls you into another tight hug.
If anyone wanted to laugh at how silly you were making yourselves look, they didn’t. But if you weren’t busy trying not to suffocate in his arms, you’d have noticed how Floyd had thrown your audience a threatening look before they could even inhale.
“Thanks, Shrimpy,” Floyd finally takes a step back and squeezes your cheeks between his hands, tilting your head back so you’d meet his eyes. “How about a dance? I’m kind of tired of these people staring at us.”
Your lips curve up into a grateful smile as you nod, “sure.”
“I’m guessing you already know why you’re standing up here with me, but I do like you, Shrimpy. As more than a friend. I’d love to take you out on a date sometime soon.”
It’s as if those words unlocked a cage filled to the brim with butterflies. They flutter around in your stomach, leaving behind beautiful hues of reds, oranges, and yellows; warm colors that remind you of the beacon of sunshine that is Floyd Leech. You find it ironic, considering he’s from the sea.
You can’t hold back the grin that breaks into your face as you nod your head yes.
“Well, I’m glad you said something first because I like you too. Idiot,” you stubbornly admit with a playful roll of your eyes.
“That’s so cute! Congratulations!” Cater, who’d been standing and watching silently on the sidelines, suddenly yells.
With his lead, the rest of the student body begins to clap and the large gymnasium is filled with the sounds of cheers. Floyd tugs on your hand gently, and you allow him to guide you down the stage and straight to the dance floor. Large clusters of students come along, with most of them throwing confetti over your heads.
You’ve never seen them so lively outside of a good Spelldrive Tournament.
It takes a few minutes for the high energy to settle down, but finally everyone begins to break off into their respective pairs or small groups of friends.
Floyd wraps his arms around your waist, taking the opportunity provided by the slow melody playing to pull you close to him.
“Hi, Shrimpy,” Floyd beams, any signs and feelings of shyness already washed away.
“Hey,” you giggle as you wrap your arms around his neck and begin to sway together. “You sure know how to make a scene, huh?”
“I’m sorry, but you didn’t give me much of a choice. I thought I was being pretty obvious about it,” Floyd huffs, his lower lip jutting out into a pout.
“Well, I’m sorry too. For not noticing sooner,” you offer the man an apologetic smile.
Floyd hums for a moment before the mischievous glint is back in his eyes, “you can make it up to me somehow.”
“Didn’t I already agree to a date, sir?”
“But that’s different!” Floyd practically whines, and you’re surprised he’s not stomping his feet to match his tone.
You find him adorable, albeit a bit childish.
“I think I could get used to you being so cute,” you speak your thoughts aloud without meaning to. One of your hands moves to cover your mouth as you meet Floyd’s widened eyes. “I—I mean… what do you want?”
“How about…” Floyd pauses before his eyes travel up above your heads. You follow his gaze up to find multiple mistletoes dangling from the ceiling, “but only if you’re comfortable with it.”
Wordlessly, you place your arm back around Floyd’s neck and gently pull him closer to you. Your faces are mere centimeters apart, just a breath away from your lips touching.
“You know it’s bad luck to not kiss under a mistletoe, right? We shouldn’t risk it.”
“No, we shouldn’t,” Floyd mutters before he makes the first move to close the distance between you two.
Your eyes flutter shut right as your lips meet in a chaste and brief kiss. You couldn’t even hear the sound of your friends cheering from the top of their lungs over how hard your heart was beating.
“Floyd, don’t forget about us forever!” one of the Octavinelle residents in the crowd yells dramatically once the two of you finally pull apart.
“I guess that’s my cue to leave. I’m sorry,” Floyd rolls his eyes at his friend’s antics, but doesn’t let go of your hands despite his apology.
“I’ll see you tomorrow anyways, don’t look so sad to go!”
“You’re right, but I’ll still kick their ass for interrupting our moment.”
You laugh and nod slowly, “I can get behind that.”
“That’s my Shrimpy,” Floyd grins before planting a quick kiss onto your cheek. He finally lets go of your hands and takes a few steps backwards towards his waiting friends, “maybe I’ll come find you again for another dance?”
“I’d love that. I’ll be waiting.”
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Disney Song! Yuu [Submission Edition]
Submission by Seajellyx go check them out they're amazing this is amazing I'm combusting in happiness I-
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i absolutely love your disney song yuu stuff <33
i’ve been brainrotting about it recently, so here are some assorted thoughts:
so you know how there are certain games and media that incorporate music into their battles or fighting? like rhythm games or hypnosis mic? think of an mc that fights,,, with their voice.. they already sort of use their singing to help in certain situations, but i mean actually battling.
learning different strategies and songs for certain situations, practicing or “sparring,” either with a partner or by themselves, learning which songs can pacify, which can harm, and which can heal, learning how different tempos and pitches change their impact. memorizing those songs by heart, and in the heat of battle, pulling just the right notes and lyrics to completely demolish their enemies with just a song.
imagine yuu learning as they go through their years at night raven, honing their skills until they’re able to heal or power up their allies, or demolish entire armies with hellfire or powerful shockwaves, just from a song.
on that note, a yuu that plays an instrument!
i think that would make their songs all the more powerful, since the accompanying melody boosts the power of the lyrics. (bard yuu lol) the characters that play an instrument would definitely want to do a duet. there's not much to say ab it i just think it's neat.
yuu in the light music club
chaos ensues.
cater, kalim, and lilia are ECSTATIC, every cult member and/or yuu stan is clamoring to join the club (but oopsie daisy unfortunately we can’t fit any more members in our band :) sorry~)
and also yuu is banned from singing the Forbidden Tunes during club activities, for safety reasons
but they’re still a great singer! along with cater’s voice, lilia’s guitar skills, and kalim’s drumming, they make for a harmonic team. the band both writes their own music and does covers. (do you think that because twst is a disney game, any twst song or any song written in tw is a Lyric?? could yuu literally just write their own spells????!)
and the club does shows every once in a while! they even get cool themes and costumes. (tickets sell out shockingly fast, it’s brutal (azul is punching the air))
possible band names could be: siren and the songbirds (personal fave), nightingale(s), fantasia, and sirensong
me beating my boyband(gn)/faux kpop group au urges back with a stick
yuu does regular performances at the mostro lounge!
sometimes they’re planned, sometimes they’re a surprise event, and sometimes yuu just gets up on stage and starts busting out the tunes
occasionally, it’ll be a big event, one that you have to buy a ticket/reserve a seat for. and the lounge is decorated and yuu has a fancy schmancy outfit and all that good stuff~
but most of the time it’s a more casual (as casual as mostro lounge can get, anyways) thing. it’s a regular night at the lounge, yuu is wearing a simple yet lovely outfit, and they’re up on the stage crooning some relaxing jazz~
azul is having the time of his life raking in that sweet sweet cash and some sweet sweet eye candy, floyd has had to be held back several times from hopping onto the stage, jade is just enjoying the music, and every yuu stan is either dying of happiness, or crying themselves to sleep (if they didn’t manage to snag a ticket/reservation)
(i like to think that pomefiore (mostly just rook and vil, really) and/or crewel does yuu’s hair, makeup, and overall styling)
finally i actually submitted these, sorry for taking so long lol
there is actually more where that came from so stay tuned? lol
Seajellyx you amazing bean I just vwfafgbbdvca-
#submission#twst#disney song yuu#twst imagines#twst scenarios#zxqfhrjhdvvdv my brain's just hyped on happy hormones rn this is so amazing-
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Headcanons Writing Technique + A Che'nya headcanon!
Aight, homies, so one person wanted me to drop the secret on how I power-write 22-character headcanons in like less than three hours (thanks, @seajellyx ). So here we go. Just a heads up, I type hella fast, so it might take you more or less time, but this is the most simplified version that I find to be helpful.
A heads up that I recommend writing everything in Google Docs or something other than Tumblr. If Tumblr does something weird, it can delete all your stuff, and then you'll want to perish.
In the end, I'll add a quick TL;DR if you want just the basics, so if you don't care for overly detailed explanations, skip to the very end. Without further ado, this is my gremlin way of writing headcanons AND formatting on Tumblr. It takes me half an hour to do a set of five characters.
Prompt: Figure out your prompt. Go find a prompt list or get an idea/request/whatever works.
Characters: Choose your characters. Character select that shit, homies; you can do all your favorites or every character in the series. It doesn't matter.
How Many Bullets: Decide how many bullet points you want to do. This is gonna simplify it and keep things consistent across the board for you. I like to go for about three to five bullet points on average since it's not overwhelming, especially when doing many characters.
The Formula: This is gonna sound weird, but make a "formula." Have a question to answer for each bullet you decide on. If you want three bullet points for your headcanons, write down three questions. Sometimes I type the questions first, and that's how many bullets I have. I switch it around sometimes to keep things fresh. Two examples of my previous formulas:
Prompt: Reader Who's Scared of Storms
Formula:
How do they find out you're scared?
How do they comfort you?
What do they do when you call them in the middle of the night?
Prompt: Doing Nails with Them
Formula:
Do they normally do their nails?
How do they respond when you ask to do their nails?
What do they do when you ask them to do your nails?
This is the basic formula that you'll be following. All characters will be based on this formula, so just answer these questions when you write.
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5. Basic Outline: Make a basic outline after you have your formula down and your characters selected. Don't write the full answers down. Just quickly jot down a single sentence that gives you a basic idea. Do this for all the characters, so you aren't stressing over ideas for every character. An example:
(And by the way, I normally just keep the formula in a sidebar on my writing program, so it's just set up as bullets, not with the question and then the answer. Adding the question is just for example purposes).
Prompt: Reader Who's Scared of Storms
Character - Che'nya
Question: How do they find out?
Finds out when he sneaks into the school during a storm and sees you.
Question: How do they comfort you?
Makes jokes and drags you to prank Riddle and Trey.
Question: What do they do when you call them in the middle of the night?
He already knows there's a storm and has snuck into the school before.
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6. Time Limits: Once you have the basics written down, you can expand on them. Normally I give myself a time limit. I'm pretty fast, so I give myself five minutes per character for a set of three bullet points. This way, you're just writing and not thinking too hard. I can go overboard or get distracted if I give myself unlimited time. Adjust the time to how long it takes you. Maybe time yourself for writing a few headcanons and seeing how long it generally takes you. If this stresses you out, though, don't worry. I just like it because then I know, "Okay, to do all five characters, it'll take me a solid twenty-five minutes, and I'm done."
7. How much are you writing: In the writing program, I aim for three to five lines written of text. Again, it's just consistency. Don't force yourself to try to write a lot. If you have what you want to be written, then you're good. Go to the next bullet, and don't sweat it. I'm just OCD and like things to be fairly consistent.
8. Expand: Go hog wild and just type them out now. Use your basic idea and just expand on it. Don't worry about grammar or spelling mistakes; you can deal with that later. My example:
Prompt: Reader Who's Scared of Storms
Character - Che'nya
Question: How do they find out?
Basic Idea: Finds out when he sneaks into the school during a storm and sees you.
Che'nya finds out you're scared of storms when he's managed to sneak into the school one day and was looking for Riddle. It was just about to start raining, and he saw you off in the distance. He was planning on just scaring you when he heard the first crack of thunder. He watched you literally jump and scream, clearly not realizing a storm was about to happen. He then watched as you scurried off into the nearest structure while looking panicked. He investigated and headed over, finding you having a full-blown anxiety attack. He asked to see if you were alright, coming over and startling you. Once you realized who it was, you were embarrassed but explained your issue with storms.
Question: How do they comfort you?
Basic Idea: Makes jokes and drags you to prank Riddle and Trey.
Once Che'nya knows, he's going to be trying to calm you down through laughter. He's going to drag you to find Trey and Riddle, messing with them by turning invisible to jump out at them. You're playing as the distraction. If you prefer being away from others, he's cool with that too. Besides, he hasn't seen Ramshackle yet and is excited to drag you there. He'll be raiding your kitchen, saying that tea is apparently good for calming you down. Then he goes into detail about how he used to be skittish with storms when he was younger to help you feel a bit better.
Question: What do they do when you call them in the middle of the night?
Basic Idea: He already knows there's a storm and has snuck into the school before.
You're never going to have to worry about calling him. He always knows when a storm is on its way, like a weird 6th sense. Once he does, he ditches his campus and heads over to Night Raven. He always makes an excuse at his school as to why he's gone so he can spend the entire night. Expect him to make hot milk and watch some cheesy movies with you. He's curling you up in his lap and playing with your hair the entire night as well, loving when you let your guard down and fall asleep on him.
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9. Quick Corrections: There you go; the basics are now all done! You have all your headcanons. You're thriving; you're vibing. All that's left is to do the grammatical corrections. I use my homeboy Grammarly (free version because I'm broke) and let it do the hard work. Just make sure you check what it's correcting because sometimes Grammarly gets it totally wrong. Then you're just about done my dudes. However, if you want even more tips...
Bonus: Quick Tumblr Formatting
So now you have all your lovely writing done, preferably in google docs or something else (I've been using Scrivener since 2016) because, oh goodness, Tumblr can be a nightmare sometimes, and delete all your work. Tumblr copy-and-paste formatting sucks when using other programs, so here's my little workaround: (As a note, I use the beta version of the Tumblr post editor as it has more options and is overall better, especially when you get to the tagging portion).
Make good use of your drafts: I make consistent formatting type of thing in my drafts for each dorm. I also like to use banners to separate characters. It retains most of its formatting when you make a draft and copy-paste it into another Tumblr post. Here's what one of my drafts looks like:
Just some notes: Embedded links, indentations, and page breaks don't work when you copy and paste them. You'll just have to put them back in yourself, but 90% of the time, it copies/pastes everything perfectly. The only issue with this is that when you do this technique with banners, then:
That weird media link will pop up. I'm OCD, so I go through docs and copy/paste it there to fix the problem, but if you don't care, then power to you. If you're curious, I use Canva to design all my banners (1000x200), but that's an aesthetic look you don't need unless you want it.
2. Copy and Paste: Now that you have the drafts done copy/paste them into a new draft. Then go to your docs and individually copy/paste the characters under their correct names. I organize things by dorms, but if you're only doing a few characters, you can delete the ones you don't need.
3. Quick Tagging: Tagging is my most hated thing, so I made it simple. The best way to do this is through docs. Simply open a document up and write down all the tags, making sure to hit enter between each one, so they're all on a different line. I use docs for this because when you make something a header, there's a sidebar that you can use to automatically bring you to whatever you need.
I like using these general tags for fandoms, then creating a header for each character name and using custom tags for them. So the general tags would be:
General Tags:
Twisted Wonderland
Twisted Wonderland x Reader
Twst x Reader
Character Name:
Character Name
Character Name x Reader
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This makes it so much easier. When using the beta version of the Tumblr editor, all you do is copy/paste the tags into the little "add tags" section. As long as each tag is on a different line, then the beta version automatically knows their different tags. If you use the normal version, it'll add all those as a single tag, and you'll want to cry.
On another note: Tumblr only allows 30 tags in total and only the first 20 count. So make sure if you have tons of tags, the important ones go first.
4. Post/Queue/Schedule: All that's left to do is post/schedule/queue your stuff. I like to schedule things personally, but adding to the queue is way easier. Then you're all done!
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I know this seems like a lot of steps, from writing the headcanons to posting them, but if you have the drafts to copy/paste from, it takes me, on average, thirty minutes to write and format headcanons for five characters.
This is just my process; I find it easy once you have it all down. Took my a while to figure out what works best for me, but maybe this will give you ideas.
TL;DR
Find the prompt you want and the characters you're writing for.
Write a question for each bullet point, then jot down quick ideas for each character.
Expand on each character, write a paragraph, and then use Grammarly to fix the errors.
Make drafts from which you can copy/paste formatting, then plug your writing into bullet points.
Copy/Paste premade tags from docs into Tumblr Beta Post Editor, then hit the post/queue/schedule button.
#Twisted Wonderland#Twisted Wonderland x Reader#TWST#TWST x Reader#TWST Wonderland#writing#writer#writing tips#writing advice#headcanons#che'nya#che'nya x reader
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i watched starkid's twisted a couple days ago (i loved it) and i can't stop thinking about great7!yuu but with starkid jafar
RIGHT???
"Remember every song is a prelude to a dick, Yuu. Remember!!! If you forget I have even made a simple song for you to remember--"
#i keep thinking of gyutaro/daki yuu#or a yuu that just has a pretective spiritblike that#im just describing Mimickyuu#seajellyx#not requests#not writing#the great 7 parents
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WIP arts that has been stuck in my folders: Yokai Edition
I love yokais a little too much... and I love drawing other peoples ocs way too much
I can't even focus on one thing thats for sure :D
Soo here's some uncolored wips that I made because yes, Yokais.
Lilia, a zenko (belongs to Lily) and Kirana, a chokeshin (@kiranarina/ Juuri)
Kirana can't visit Miren in a normal way after she died :(
Kirana tries her best not to fly around her best friend especially at night. Considering she might doom him to die in a sickness
She can only safely approach Miren in the presence of Lilia, Jinx and Mitch. (Or given a charm from Jiyoon)
Lady Jinx dressing up as a Yurei (belongs to mei, she based Jinx's costume to the song kikkai kettai lol)
and if you think that's all, you're wrong :D
I drew some of the Yokai Au of @deiformlover :D
Kitsune Valentine belongs to belial!
Yuki Onna Tsukiko belongs to @oseathepebble
Chen Haizhu @seajellyx
Kudan Yume @comingyourlugubriousness
get out of my wip folder and go to the finished ones damn it
I draw too much...Do you think I have more in my folders?
Haha... yes... Yes I do...
#and am I going to put a stop into all of it?#haha no#someone take away my sight for the yokais...#twisted wonderland#twst wonderland#twst oc#Jiyoon Luck#Puppet UiO#◦❧ ui arts#others ocs#friends ocs#yokai au
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https://at.tumblr.com/seajellyx/assorted-tweel-doodles-inspired-by-morayray/qlraxo7rqkwt
This artist tends to draw the octavinelle boys how I would picture them in your pet au and I had to share (my favorite is the *pathetic wet flopping noises* one the did)
Hmmmm pathetic pathetic flopping indeed. Thank you for sharing this with me. The artist's style is absolutely adorable.
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another brainrot. i am so sorry xiao's is so long and the others' aren't. idk what happened i blacked out and awoke to a mini fic. anyways, here's another one.
ambiguous relationship, gender neutral.
warning for: whatever is implied (reader receiving) here is definitely not so good, possibly disturbing descriptions of a severe mental break, idk know heizou that well so possibly ooc, barely proofread.
your last gift to heizou was a puzzle.
what a detective he was, to not notice the signs. but what signs? even now, it confuses him to no end- it sears its way into his heart and his mind, permanently nestling nausea into his gut- every moment, every memory, every word from your mouth in the days leading up to your disappearance, they bring nothing but bile to the back of his throat. there must have been something, something that could have tipped him off. but it seems like celestia was playing sick tricks on him, because he comes up empty.
much like a riptide, he is pulled under in a blink, and it seems like his days blend together into dim, hazy buzz as he spirals farther into something much more cancerous than grief. what a detective he was. to have his greatest companion, his partner in crime, to have you slip from the gaps of his fingers in a split second of vulnerability.
heizou curls over the surface of his messy desk, the wooden surface disappearing under mountains of research, papers, clues. he stays standing, despite the fact that he's clearly swaying on his feet, the fact that he seems so utterly close to collapsing onto the table.
the evidence is useless now. they found you, days ago, and whilst it makes him sick to think that a near stranger was the one that discovered you, he knows that wouldn't have been able to stomach it. heizou slowly, deliberately, swipes each and every painstakingly analyzed paper off the desk. they all flutter to the floor, and the blank, empty surface of the wood seems to mock him. heizou leans forward, forehead against the worn table, and weeps.
how is he supposed to live with himself anymore?
some very short ones because i ran out of writing juice:
ambiguous relationship, gender neutral.
warning for: basically lobotomy, i forgot how visions worked so i educatedly guessed, guilt, depression, and self harm
albedo having to nurse you back to health after you lose your vision in an accident. but he just can't stand the sight of you living as an empty husk, with empty eyes.
albedo, the scientist that he is, throws himself into his work. but he knows, everyone that passes by him on the streets of mondstadt- that sees his eye bags, sees the dull look on his face, sees the way he seems more like a ghost than a living being- that whisper and stare and pity him- they all know. you are not coming back.
but perhaps, just maybe. if he pulls enough all-nighters, if he exhausts himself enough searching and researching, if he forces his eyes to focus on the work on his desk, fighting the urge for sleep, maybe he can fix things.
albedo wishes he were human, because a synthetic being cannot cry, even if he wants to more than anything. but at the very least, klee, poor klee, who is suffering just as much as him, doesn't have to see her big brother break.
(kind of) ambiguous relationship, gender neutral.
warning for: torture, ptsd, survivor’s guilt, probably ooc.
you, a fellow matra, and cyno, your general, on a mission gone wrong. you, who has to watch him get tortured for information.
it's really you that's being tormented, as you are forced to witness it, as you are forced to choose between your duty to the people, and the only one that could truly love you, the only one you could love so truly. as the information they so desperately want ebbs up into your throat, burning your tongue.
cyno is strong, but not strong enough to bite back his screams, and you are not strong enough for this.
you curse yourself for the thought, but perhaps he should have died there, instead of having to live on with the scars. perhaps you should have died there, instead of having to live on with the guilt.
every day, you wish it were you. each time he flinches away from your touch, each heartbreaking, split second look of fear, each time you torture yourself into the endless nights you lie awake, each time that you have to wake in the morning, and remind yourself, that you have to be strong enough for the both of them now.
my good fellow, have you perhaps ever heard of the word ‘happiness’? /lh
in all seriousness, you are very, very good at writing angst. the xiao one was more than enough, and you sent in three more… you’re a legend.
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