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liviavanrouge · 1 month

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DogDay AU: Protect!

DogDay: *Holds Ruggie up, helping the boy retrieve a lost piece of blown away clothing*

Ruggie: Thanks DogDay!

DogDay: *Sets him down and nods, smiling* Anytime

DogDay: *Turns and walks away, smiling*

RSA Student: Woah! Creepy man...who allows him to roam around!?

~~~~~

Azul: *Looks up sharply then squints* Jade...Floyd...we have to riot..

Jade: *Grins* I felt it too

Floyd: Yeah! Someone insulted Dogday!!

Verti: WHAT!??

Azul: GATHER EVRYONE!!

~~~~~

Leona: Ruggie, gather the whole dorm...

Ruggie: I felt that disturbance as well

Ziro: Hah, a DogDay insult was tossed out..

Sheryn: RIOOOOOT!!!

~~~~~

Idia: *Walks out of his room, his hair red*

Edward: Oh dear, what happened?

Idia: I sensed that someone insulted Dogday and I don't like it.

Idia: Some noob dares insult the schools mascot, I'm gonna hack into their account and teach them a lesson or two, expose all their deepest darkest secrets and ALL

Scathe: I LIKE THIS VERSION!!

Edward: *Smirks, a dark look on his face* We'll help

~~~~~

Riddle: OFF WITH WHOEVER'S HEAD!!!!!!!!!

Deuce: Riddle sensed it too..someone insulted DogDay

Riddle: BRING ME THE PERSON'S HEAD!! I DON'T CARE WHO IT IS!! BRING THEM TO ME!!!

Trey: I'm not gonna stop him this time

Cater: Haha, we all cherish DogDay...so of course...we're all gonna riot..

Denzel: Agreed.

~~~~~

Malleus: *Scowls, looking annoyed*

Lilia: We all felt it Malleus, I'm sure everyone else feels the same way right now.

Sebek: Someone dare to insult our Dogday?! NRC's beloved mascot!!

Silver: This cannot pass by unpunished...

Livia: YEAH!

Kuro: GET WHOEVER IT WAS!!

~~~~~

Jamil: *Frowns, students rushing about*

Barik: Prepare to riot!!

Pagoon: Someone insulted Dogday!!

Jamil: Hey.

Kalim: Jamil...

Jamil: ....who said you could all Riot without me?

Kalim: *Smiles* Sorry Jamil!

~~~~~

Rook: *Gathers his arrows, tucking them away*

Vil: *Holding a bottle of poison* Are you ready?

Epel: I outta bury whoever insultin' our DogDay!

Vil: I shall let you slide this one because I too am quite angry and irked.

Golden: Ready

Haru: *Nods*

~~~~~

Crowley: *Sighs* DogDay is really loved by the students...

crewel: We gonna stop them?

Trein: Nobody can stop them right now...

Aolani: Agreed.

Crowley: I agree as well...just let them go or let Dogday convince them

Trein: Of course..

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hanafubukki · 2 years

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I….absolutely hate the way book 4 ended. Not sure if I set my hopes too high or what but it just felt rushed? Like we’re just skimming over the important bits that Really should be talked about? Like for starters…Jamil as a servant, what’s gonna happen there? Like yay he’s gonna be more honest but what about your family and duty, like is he just done with the Asim’s now? What about the truth bomb that Kalim’s parents had bribed Crowley like?? What about the hypnotized students; Everyone is out there partying in the oasis while the students are…passed out somewhere? I feel like, learning that their vice leader was the cause of their hell, the students would freaking riot? And seriously, this is the second time NRC has broadcasted some drama crazy (first being Leona’s ob as it was during the live competition, right?), is nobody questioning where Crowley is? Even if it is break! I need more info before we just jump into Epel running away with Vil and Rook on the hunt for him 😭 Book 5 is Pomefiore, so while the Scarabian duo will be there to help and stuff, they and their story aren’t the focus anymore…

I will say, seeing the ADeuce duo rush to help made my heart skip lol. I just love these fools so much! And seeing Lilia was great tho I felt bad for Malleus. Plus Deuce thinking he made Epel cry was a fun sight. And Rook 🖤 From his vignettes to Beanfest 2, he’s so extravagantly mysterious and I can’t wait to know him more. Already think I love him most in that dorm ahhhh

Hello Anonie 🌺🌸💕,

Not going to lie, but I absolutely agree with you on that aspect. The ending while great felt rushed to me. And yes, the whole issue with Jamil and the others at the end was glossed over too quick.

Some of your questions will be answered in chapter 5, and while they might not be the main focus anymore. We will get some Scarabia resolution in it. Especially where it concerns the broadcast and a few other things.

When it comes to the other scarabia students and their reactions, there was a time skip during winter break. So, I’m assuming they healed up. 😅 well, I hope they did lol

You’ll learn more about Jamil and his position in chapter 5 and in a later event. Leona’s OB, the whole crowd stampede happened before his ob. So that wasn’t filmed I believe.

And for where is Crowley….do you know that game? The Where is Waldo? Yeah that’s Crowley, he’s the test version of that lolol

Ace and deuce is precious I love them. Chapter 4 and 5 really cemented my love for them and 6.

I know poor malleus 😭😭😭 I feel so bad for him. And lilia always has a way of making my heart skip a beat lolol

Rook is a great character 👏👏 One of my absolute favorites! I wonder if you will still like him by the end of chapter 5 👀👀 and chapter 6 rook is hilarious and epic.

#answered #anonie ask #disney tw spoilers #english twisted wonderland spoilers

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happy-pencil · 3 years

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Trey Pre-Relationship Headcanons ☘️💚

(THIS IS TOTALLY NOT ME HAVING A BRAIN RIOT HLJKJJKHLHLJKGLJK)

Awe :,) <3

Y’all look cute together! :)

...wait, what do you mean you two aren’t dating!?

- The first time you hang around Trey would be whenever he invited you and the Braincell Trio™️ to bake for the Unbirthday Party that was going to happen that same week

- You, being the not so shy freshman you were, he decided to strike up a conversation with you to try and get to know more the magicless student :,)

- And just because you were new to NRC doesn’t mean he’s not going to tease the ever loving shit out of you >:D

- Oh no, sweetie. You’re not saved from this man’s countless attempts to joke and tease you. Like Jade, he loves the faces you make after he pranks you.

what a sadist ;-;

- One time Trey told you that in order to make his family’s special lemon tart, you needed to put soy sauce into the filling for the lemon filling to really taste “tartish”

- You actually did it :)

- And you ate it and it did NOT taste anything like a lemon tart :)

- You poor soul :)

- Trey all the while is laughing at your misfortune and telling you that he was simply joking :)

- He didn’t think you’d take him as seriously as you did and now you’re paying the reprocautions by gagging out the soy flavored tart >:)

- After he’s had his fun (and after you playfully give him a few punches to the arm), he’ll change the flavor of the tart using his unique magic

- He didn’t miss the way your cheeks puffed angrily in the cutest way possible

- Hehe

- He thinks you’re cute ☺️

- This would also be when his feelings start to 🌺 𝓫 𝓵 𝓸 𝓼 𝓼 𝓸 𝓶 🌺

- After that whole incident, he’s going to try and do everything he can to make sure you’re doing okay in your classes and invite you to the kitchen to bake with him whenever he has to bake :,)

- Even though he gets mainly average grades in his classes, he’ll be delighted to help you study for any of your classes whenever he isn’t busy

- He might also invite you to the Science Club every now and then to help with some of his expeiments and projects with Rook

- The moment you enter the club room with Trey, Rook instantly knows that Trey has a thing for you since Trey wouldn’t just invite anyone to their club

- Rook will tease Trey about it after you leave. Trey will just laught it off and say that he’ll helping his underclassman “study”

- Rook knows better tho :,)

- Trey overall is a really good bf and he really does have the best intentions in heart when it comes to you ❤️

- Everyone in Heartslabyl (and other dorms) now know not to cross you or lay their filthy hands on you because their asses will instantly be handled by the Vice Dorm Leader of Heartslabyl

- And everybody knows not to ever piss off ʙɪɢ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ Trey Clover

- The only thing is that when you’re doing something that’s concerning or disheartening, he might beat around the bush and not tell you what you’re doing wrong

- Not that he wouldn’t! But after what’s happened with Riddle in the past...

- He’s just really cautious is all

- He will make sure to sit down with you and talk about your issues and see what you both can work out together

- He wants this relationship to be as healthy as possible :,)

- Speaking of which, he needs to confess to you!

- He was planning on confessing to you!

- Honestly!

- But everything changed when Eliza attacked.

- :(

*sad Minecraft villager noise*

- Damn it D:

- He couldn’t confess to you with those cupcakes he made that day because that mother fucking blueberry decided that she wanted to marry a man that doesn’t even exist

- When he had to go up and sing to her upon the other student’s requests:

- She didn’t like his singing :)

- She slapped him HARD

- He then couldn’t move from where he was at and started to have second thoughts on confessing to you :(

“Would you preferred someone who could actually sing?”

- That night when Idia was about to be married off to the blue fruitcake, you and Tuxedo Squad showed up to object :,)

- He was so happy to see you :,)

- You had to roll him and the remaining students that got slapped away from where Tux Squad was gonna fite >:)

- After the...wedding...He was freed from the bond Eliza put on him

- He pulled you away from the area and took you to Heartslabyl and straight to the kitchen

- He poured his heart out to you and gave you the cupcake that was meant to be given to you earlier :,)

- You told him that before you could say yes, he had to sing to you :)

- He just gawked at you but decided to sing just for you :)

- He only let out one note before you started to laugh at him and told him that you were only teasing him

🙂😊

Oh so that’s how it is, huh (y/n)?

- When you’re done laughing he pulls you in for a deep kiss to which you gladly accept

- Just a sweet moment between the two of you ❤️

(A few minutes go by and Riddle walks in on the both of you making out in the kitchen. Riddle is not pleased.

“You-! You two sHOULD NOT-“)

(He’s dragged away by Cater to pour tea before he could utter another word)

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst #disney #trey clover #headcanons #riddle rosehearts #cater diamond #rook hunt #adeuce #heartslabyul #I didn’t make this to fulfill my brain rot #he needs more LOVE

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dylan-hague · 4 years

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Chapter 2

“You’re a pilot, right?”

Van glanced up from his drink at a girl in a rather drab beige robe cinched tight around her body that covered most of her face. The robe was immaculate, without spot or wrinkle despite the squalor of their surroundings. He couldn’t help cocking a brow; if she was attempting to go unnoticed, she wasn’t doing it very well. She carried herself far too proudly, kept her shoulders too square, held her head too high. But there was a craze behind her eyes, one that spoke desperation, He scratched at his chin for a moment as he looked around the cantina. Nobody seemed to be paying attention. Seemed nobody had noticed her. This sort of hire had a tendency to get him into trouble… but having spent the last of his credits on that fill-up, Van wasn’t exactly in any position to turn her down.

“Uh, yeah.” He smiled. “Van Taris, pilot-for-hire. You got somewhere to be?”

The girl nodded, frantically it seemed to Van’s eyes. “An orbital station, above Bonumaan.”

In the back of his head, Van felt a twinge of excitement spark. Bonumaan was a ways out. That kind of a trip.... that would be the ticket right there. But he wasn’t fool enough to say as much aloud, instead feigning a half-sneer. “Ick… Never liked Bonumaan,” Van replied. “So muggy everywhere you go… least, where I’ve been. Big planet, all that.”

“But you can get me there, yes?”

“Of course, yeah, but uhhh, y’know... not free.” Van pulled his sleeve back and began punching in a few quick calculations on his wrist console. It was a simple little gadget, mainly just used for this exact purpose. “Lemme see… We’re on Natoth, and Bonumaan is about… 2400 parsecs Rimwards... rounding down, anyway, to save you money.” Van winked at the girl. People usually liked that bit. “That’s gonna be a couple days’ travel… maybe we can stop over on Takodana--”

“No! Please, we have to be as fast as possible.”

“Alright, alright! No stops…” Van continued, changing his calculations. “So accounting for fuel cost these days, food and water for the road, plus my extra twenty percent…” A moment of further calculation, then a quiet ping from the console. “That’ll run you 1680 NRC.”

“Can you take Imperial?”

Van frowned. “Sorry, I… people still do Imperial? That was… that was kinda before my time. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s alright, nevermind…” The girl dipped a hand into her robe and pulled out a stack of 500-NRC chips. Four, to be exact. Van licked his lips; that was a big fat tip.

“Now, I can’t make exact change, you gotta understand…”

“It’s fine,” the girl urged. “Just… please. I have to hurry.”

Van nodded, turning back and draining the rest of his drink. It was an effort to hide his excitement. 2000 credits… back in the day, that would have been enough for a pretty decent used speeder bike. Nowadays… well, Van would put it to good use. Maybe get the Bird shopped up, see if he couldn’t improve her fuel-rate so that his current situation didn’t happen again. Between the creds, and his tank filled up now… Van liked his odds of making it home.

“Alrighty, you got yourself a pilot. If you’ll follow m-ohhh…” The pilot shook his head as he stood up from his stool. He never drank anything too strong, but perhaps that had been a bit of a chug. He cleared his throat and got his feet back under him. “Okay, okay. Follow me, Bluebird’s this way!”

Van led the girl on a quick jaunt out of the bar and across town, in the chilly Natoth air. This particular hemisphere was hitting the middle of winter, and things on this system got particularly cold, cold enough to build up ice on the windows of any structure without proper heating. He liked Natoth well enough, but he didn’t have the blood for it. He blamed Naboo for that one.

Rinng met him outside his ship, covered in grease. Van produced his last 5-credit chip and dropped it into the mechanic’s hand. He would have tipped more, but he was going to need every credit of that 2000.

“Hey, hold on before you take off,” Rinng called after the pair. Van turned curiously back to the tendril-headed fellow. “I noticed a bit of buildup around the base of your cannon, so I went ahead and cleaned it off for ya.”

“Oh, thanks man! You really didn’t have to do that.”

The Nautolan waved the comment aside. “I’d go ahead and fire up the bioshields, get started warming those windscreens up. You know how bad the ice gets these days.”

“Thanks again, Rinng. See ya soon.” Van offered a sloppy salute as he opened the Bluebird’s hatch and led his passenger inside. As he eased himself back into his seat at the helm, he heard the klik-ssssssssssssss of the station’s fuel line disconnecting. As he began firing up the ship, the fuel tank showed at full capacity. While that was always a good sight, Van still couldn’t shake an odd feeling about this gig. Last time he was on Natoth, he picked up a shady character… admittedly he’d been more obviously sketch than this lady, but he’d picked him up in the Cantina just like her. Cheap scum didn’t even leave a tip, and Van was pretty sure he saw the creep try to swipe his blaster on the way out the door. All said creep got away with was a holster… which Van had to replace, since the creep apparently just up and disappeared a day after he left the Bird and couldn’t be hunted down. Either way, this gig still seemed on the verge of being sketchy, but these days… again, 2000 is 2000.

Van grinned as the engines roared to life, and the Bluebird began to lift up out of the station. He quickly pulled up his astrogation chart, plotting a course for Bonumaan, past Takodana--avoiding open space, for Rinng’s sake--as the ship lifted itself up through the atmosphere.

“So!” Van called, turning to see the girl strapping herself in. Nearly swallowing his words, the pilot hurriedly secured his own safety belt as well. “Once we make the jump, that’ll put us just past Takodana, at which point we’ll swing around the planet and make a second jump to hit Bonumaan. Normally I’d just shoot straight there, but I’ve heard about some, uhh… well, some unsavory activity goin’ on right in that sector. Do hope you don’t mind.”

“What sort of unsavory activity?”

“Fighter Jockies,” Van replied with just a hint of a sneer. “Pirates. Like to blast apart good honest travelers, then pick at whatever’s left of their ships like animals.”

“Sounds like you’ve encountered them before.”

“I have,” Van said grimly. “I was lucky I’d just hooked my cannon controls up to the helm, because I didn’t have a gunner with me. If I hadn’t sprung for the upgrade, they prob’ly woulda blown me right outta lightspeed, scattered what was left of me across the whole parsec.”

“How would they fire on you at lightspeed? No weapon can fire that quickly.”

“Not a cannon. Some of ‘em have these big ol’ blades strapped to the flanks of their fighters. So long as they can swing in beside you, they’ll carve your ship wide open.”

“That’s horrid!”

“You’re absolutely right,” said Van, “which is why it’s such skiff that the Senate can’t decide on what to do about it.” He paused for a moment. “Uhh, pardon my language.”

“It’s fine.”

Van turned back to the helm. “Anyway, I’m gonna take us around the other end of Tako just to be on the safe side, alright? If it helps, I can offer you back 20 credits.”

“Don’t worry about the money, I just need to get to that station soon…”

“Don’t suppose you have any reasons for the express treatment you’d like to share?”

The girl frowned. “I’m sorry, but I can’t say.”

Van held up a hand. “Totally cool, pretend I didn’t even ask.”

They had just passed into the void of space, pinpoints of starlight shining through the blackness stretched out forever before them. Van wrapped his fingers around the warp switch and turned back to his passenger. The girl pushed back into her seat and offered a single nod of confirmation. The pilot whipped back forward and slowly pushed the switch forward. The stars stretched and shone brighter and brighter, until the blackness of space gave way to a swirling vortex of shimmering blue hyperspace.

“Beenine. Stabilize, please.”

“Of course, love,” came a voice from overhead.

The girl jumped. “What was that?”

“Oh, that’s Beenine. She useta be a droid, but then we got into a scuffle with an ex-Imp cell. One of ‘em had one of those riot batons, Beenine took a hit. Lucky me, I was flying into Nar Shaddaa at the time, so I swung by a chop shop, got her patched up as best I could. Beenine, say hi!”

Van pointed up over the console, where built into the ship itself was installed the round head of a protocol droid. The girl let out a little gasp as the droid’s illuminated eyes.

“Nice to meet you, love. Designation B9-V at your service. Welcome to Taris Travels, ready to do all we can to make your travels as smooth and swift as possible.”

The girl blinked profusely for a moment, but she nodded. “Pl-uhh, pleasure to meet you.”

After a moment longer, the Bluebird’s pressure-stabilizers kicked in, alleviating the force pressing the ship’s occupants into their seats. Van heaved himself up from his chair and stretched. “So!” he started, “lemme show you where everything is. Don’t worry, she’s a real small ship… sure you noticed on the way in.”

The tour was brief. Van had two sleeping quarters on opposite ends of the Bluebird, one for himself and one for his passenger, or two for his passengers if he was flying for more than one. The pilot’s seat was a perfectly fine napping spot… usually. Foodstores and a very, very rudimentary kitchen took up most of the lower deck, and the rest of the ship was either working parts or storage. Van made a point to keep things cozy. Sure, it was a source of occasional complaints, but what did it matter? This ship wasn’t a home to anyone but Van, and Van liked things the way he had them.

“I believe I’ll retire for a bit, if it’s all the same to you,” said the girl. “Forgive me, but it’s been…”

“Hey, I get it,” said Van. “That’s what the beds are for. Take a load off. I’ll be up here keepin’ an eye on things.”

The girl bowed, and disappeared into the hallway. Van turned back to the swirling hyperspace before him.

Beenine’s head swiveled down to look at her pilot. “So what do we know about her?” her voice came from a smaller speaker on the console now, rather than the overhead speakers.

“Not a thing,” Van replied. “Picked her up in Sen-Trill.”

“Sen-tr--” Beenine sighed, an exaggerated sort of sound. “Captain, we’ve discussed this, nothing good comes out of Sen-Trill.”

“Well that doesn’t change the fact that we’re out of work,” Van shot back. “She gave us 2000 creds, we can’t afford to turn that kind of money down!”

“Is this about Life Day?” Beenine groaned. “We’ve had this conversation a thousand times! Just Comm your mother, she can take care of it!”

“And I’ve told you a thousand times, I’m not doing that! I’m a grown man, I don’t need a handout from my mother.”

“Your credit account says differently.”

“Bee! We literally just got 2000!”

“And before that, you had six.”

“Oh, shut up and plot us a course!”

Both pilot and droid let out exasperated half-shouts as they went back to their respective duties. Van would never think about wiping Beenine’s memory, but times like this she just tested his patience so much…

Just keep flying, Van thought to himself as he gazed out the windscreen. His eyelids grew heavy, and he felt weariness settling on his shoulders like a great weight. Everything will work out fine if… if you just keep… keep... flying...

#star wars fanfiction #fanfiction #star wars #star wars: flyboy #lucasfilm

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