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twistedroseytoesy · 1 year
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Best of deuce
another parody/animatic style piece, this time for Deuce, and how far he has come and grown as a person.
Animatic style since it seemed more fitting to do it like this, and also because I needed a bit of a break from writing big stories. sorry, this is such a mess. Really pushing myself to get this done.
Deuce singing as he is walking toward NRC: I have a dream That's all I need Shows him studying hard: I'll make it happen with some work and belief Know what I want So I'll take it on A memory of his past, fighting in the streets: I've made mistakes but mistakes make you strong
Let's break it down for a minute shows him collared: I may be down, but I'ma gonna get it You hear me loud man I'm winning Yea Charley Sheen would be grinning He's looking confused as all heck at his work: These teachers know that I'm spinning And this is just the beginning Cut to him running in the track club: I'm closing in the 9th inning There ain't no point in resisting
Shows him fighing alongside Ace, grim, and Mc: Living life Like a dream shows them hanging out in ramshackle: Live it right That's the theme Every night The group walking up to the other freshmen: Got a team Mobbing tight shows them in front of the overblots: To the scene Out on stage defeating the overblot: Hear 'em scream Okay This the dream And I prayed shows his delinquent days: As a teen One day It'd be me If I want it shows him stealing: Then I get it Head down him seeing his mother cry: and I regret it Pushed myself Looking at himself in the mirror: To the limit shows him back in NRC: If I play it Then I win it I'm just saying I'm just living Watching the sunset: For today For a minute I don't stay I just visit Have no shame leaving toward heartslabyul: I'll admit it, yeah
Riddle upset at his scores: They looking right at me To see if I succeed To see if I believe cuts to Mc: They looking up to me They want the best of me now Best of me now Best of me now Best of me
Him and epel at the beach: They want the best of me now Best of me now Best of me now Best of me
Deuce and epel: They want the best of me now Best of me now Best of me now Best of me
screaming at the guys at the beach: And I won't rest in peace now Rest in peace now Rest in peace now Rest in peace now
They want it now They want it now They want it now They want it now They want it now They want it now
Deuce driving off on the blast-cycle: Oh damn if they want it now, well they got it now!
driving down the road toward NRC: I swear to seven man I'ma make it soon Silence all the haters as they see us making moves Looking back at epel as they speed along: I do what I want so I got nothing to prove Staying motivated teaching others what to do
him studying: I'm staying focused My mind is open overblot Vil's surprised at his magic: They start to notice That I'm in motion There is no potion in front of the mirror with a hand reaching out: You're not just chosen It takes devotion Clenches his fist as someone talks bad: To stay composed man
Riddles overblot: Never stop never stall There ain't no time to fall Leona's overblot: Try to live get it all You got one life to ball Azul's giant overblot: Thinking big never small 'Cause you gotta want it all hearing Mc's in trouble at scarabia: When you finally get that call You get ready, take it all
turns down a contract: I don't need a handout shows improved grades: I already standout using his UM: Starting to advance nowReady to expand now talking to Crowley: You don't have a chance now protecting Mc: 'Cause we're in demand now Make it by the grand now Shows him in a fighting stance: Feeling in command now
Shows his freshmen friends with him: They looking right at me cut to Ace: To see if I succeed cut to jack: To see if I believe cut to epel: They looking up to me cut to Mc: They help the best of me now Best of me now Best of me now Best of me
Rest are just other moments of victory from vignettes and from memories he's made with his friends so far this crazy school year.
They want the best of me now Best of me now Best of me now Best of me
They want the best of me now Best of me now Best of me now Best of me
And I won't rest in peace now Rest in peace now Rest in peace now Rest in peace now
They want it now They want it now They want it now They want it now They want it now They want it now
punches out the camera: Oh damn if they want it now, well they got it now!
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Unique Magic is her...
A.N: Little fun and random moment with my Twst Yuu OC Mia Anderson and the first years
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 “Or at least, that’s how I understand the material….” Mia was saying. 
“Hmm, it does make more sense to look at it that way.” mused Jack. 
“Gah, it’s only the 2nd semester!” Ace almost tore his hair out, “Why does it seem like we went from 100 to 1000!” 
The 1st years had sequestered themselves in a corner of the library, going through the new material of the new semester. They were all leaning over Mia’s notes as she sat at the head of the table, with the boys on either side. 
Deuce was furiously copying down Mia’s notes. 
Mia turned to Grim and gave a cool glare, “Grim, do you understand?” 
Grim hummed a long moment, “I’m with Jack. It does make a bit more sense. It’s amazing you remembered all of that.” 
Mia folded her arms, “I didn’t remember it all, Grim. I took notes.” 
“So did I!” 
Sebek snorted and glanced at a messy sheet of paper, “These are qualified to be notes?” 
“Looks more like wasted paper to me.” added Epel. 
“Apologize to the trees that died for this, Grim!” laughed Mia. 
“Ya! Quit bullying me! Ya’ll will pay when this Grim become a great Mage someday!” 
“Then you need to buckle down and study harder! You are the worst out of all of us!” Jack said before glancing at Ace and Deuce, “And that’s saying something.” 
Deuce growled once, “Are you calling me out?” 
“Take that back! At least we are trying! I don’t know what you call, what Grim is trying to do!” Ace added. 
“I try!” Grim snapped. 
Mia held up her hands, “Look, let’s kill all of this. Grim, if I fail, whoopee! It’s not like I will become a mage. I have no magic. But if you fail…well do you hear the sound of your broken dreams now?” 
“Eek!!” 
“I’m just saying, Grim. You need this far more than I do! I would avail yourself of every opportunity, so you won’t be standing on a lonely shore bidding adios to your dreams sailing into the sunset to never darken your footsteps again like so…” Mia mocked waving longingly. 
Epel giggled, “If Rook could have heard that….” 
“I GOT IT!!!” Ace stood up suddenly, making everyone almost jump and fall out of their seat. 
“Congratulations on using your brain! Now sit down and be quiet!” Mia snapped. 
Deuce held his heart, “Don’t do that!” 
Jack growled, while Epel couldn’t help but to throw an eraser in Ace’s direction. Sebek only rolled his eyes. 
Ace grinned down at Mia, “You’ll feel sorry for saying that, Mia, after I’m done.” 
Mia sat back in her seat, “Wanna bet?” 
“In her defense, whenever we use our brain in the right way, that is a good thing.” Deuce nodded. 
“Don’t lump me in with you, Deuce!” snapped Ace, but then his grin returned. 
Mia felt a disturbance in the air at how Chester like his grin was. 
“Mia, Mia, you shouldn’t be so hard on yourself.” 
“Don’t remember being so…” 
“As a non-magical student, graduating from this school will surely provide you credentials. Extra so because you’ll be the first non-magical student to graduate in the history of this school. But you are quite mistaken about one thing…” 
Here Ace paused for dramatic effect. 
Finally, Mia rolled her eyed, “Mistaken about what, my dear Ace?” 
“Our dear Lil StrawberryJelli with an i….” 
Mia right eye twitched at the nickname that never did die. 
“...you are actually a gifted magical student, already complete with your own unique magic. One that we all know about.” 
Jack growled. He’d really rather be studying that entertaining this foolishness, “Is there a point you’re arriving to somewhere here?” 
Epel cocked his head, “Mia doesn’t have magic. We all know that.” 
“If she did, she wouldn’t be half a student.” added Sebek. 
“Thank you. Thank you so much for your continued support.” Mia stated flatly. 
Ace leaned on his hands on the table, looking down at Mia. His grin never wavered, “Your unique magic is called….Big Brain Energy!” 
Mia picked up a book, but Jack reached over and plucked it out of her hand before she could throw it at him. 
Ace straightened, “I’m serious!” 
Mia manged to toss an eraser at his head, that he ducked. 
“Someone better go get ma eraser!” Epel growled. He really liked that one. 
Deuce decided not to be in the middle of this and push his seat back to go get the eraser instead. 
“Mia, you’re really smart. Look, I’m being sincere. Calm down!” 
When Mia finally stopped trying to find things to throw at Ace, he continued, “I can’t count the number of times you saved us in Lab alone. Of all of us, you have impeccable notes. You can’t perform magic, but you can help us understand the principles when we are studying. That’s…like magic to me. I do average work and Deuce even less…” 
“Why am I in this?” growled Deuce, handing Epel his eraser, who smiled and thanked him. 
“Also remember that time when you could do that Pieces of My World choreography on the fly after watching us for a bit?  Say nothing of how you are able to memorize our lessons!! You have stellar memorization!! So as far as I’m concerned you do have a Unique Magic, the use of your brain. Which is almost genius level to me.” 
Mia reached up and scratched her cheek as she eyes dropped to the table. She wasn’t quite sure what to say to that. 
Jack folded his arms, “Well, he’s not wrong. I like hearing your opinions on what’s going on in class. It helps to get a new perspective.” 
Epel leaned forward with wide eyes, “Did you really do the choreography? I never saw it. You should have auditioned with us!” 
“She don’t dance in public.” Grim stated folding his arms. 
“Really, why not?” 
Mia mumbled, “Cause I don’t like the attention. Such case as now.  Ya’ll are embarrassing me.” 
The gang watched and swore that the lone piece of hair on top of her head began to twitter back and forth.
Ace reached out and flicked it, making Mia glare at him and asked, “So, can we get back to studying now?” 
Ace cheered, “Ey-Ey! Unleash your Big Brain Energy! Whooosh!” 
Epel snorted with a sly grin, “And hope you and Grim are able to pick up a few particles.” 
“Ya!!” the two in question chorus. 
Meanwhile, Deuce grinned as he was happy not to be included in their shenanigans for once. 
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heartsomnia · 1 year
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New project
Transcribing Buzzfeed Unsolved supernatural episodes into Freshman Squad adventures
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crystallizsch · 3 months
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just sitting on the ramshackle couch
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(couch meme)
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[ FIRST YEARS ]
IT'S BEEN SO LONG I'VE DRAWN THESE CUTIES.... IT WAS A BLAST DOING THEM TOO! I CAN REALLY SEE THE IMPROVEMENT BETWEEN THE OLD AND NEW TWST ART ON MY BLOG 🥺
I'VE ALSO COMPILED A CLOSE-UP UNDER READ MORE SO FEEL FREE TO LOOK AT THEM IF YOU WISH!
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robo-milky · 10 months
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SY! Cloche is so saddening to me like WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GOOFY GOOBER! WHAT HAPPENED HERE!
Ellis doesn’t really start fights but she knows how to end them! Those first years are going down!
That or Ellis has the idea to cover up the eye with a big hair bow🧍‍♀️
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nAWRRR FR- Nobody, noBODY expected the second year to go from 0 to 100. But then again- you take someone who’s overly obedient and er… NRC students, and ya get this.
With Ellis around— she’s essentially SY!Cloche’ last reason to stay sane and somewhat care for the NRC student body and Twisted Wonderland in general (kinda)
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ranpd · 8 months
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thought so hard abt diasomnia + freshmen polycule
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cure-dreamer · 8 months
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Something that’s funny is I’ve seen so many fan designs of freshmen Rook and yet no one even considered for a MOMENT that he didn’t have his hat.
Like the hat could’ve been something he had later when he joined Pomefiore but we all just didn’t consider it like nope the hats permanent he can’t lose the hat
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twstmagica · 4 months
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quick question
for anyone interested in the magica!yuu au can i just get a quick comment if ya'll are more interested in magica lore or Yuu's interactions with the boys.
Right now ive got drafts of both but I'm struggling on what I should prioritize
just drop a comment with "lore" or "boys"
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distant-velleity · 3 months
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Magnetism
Summary: The moment everyone's been waiting for, a non-memey first kiss for Chrysos and Santiago. Word count: 800+ A/N: I stayed up a little too late writing this last night because it was only supposed to be a 30-minute drabble before bed... then I had the idea to add imagery and metaphors and similes and some tension and--you get it. Anyway, enjoy! <3
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When they finally escape the hustle and bustle of the post-victory party, the waxing moon is hanging high in the sky. The air has settled to be deliciously cool for a near-summer evening, soothing the heat they still radiate after emerging from the crowded cafeteria. 
“Well,” says Santiago, gently nudging Chrysos’ shoulder with his as they walk, “here’s to the merman right next to me, who contributed to Night Raven’s first Spelldrive win against Royal Sword in a century.” 
He raises his distinctly non-alcoholic plastic cup of fruit punch, its translucent red contents lightly sloshing about in an imitation of wine. The sight causes Chrysos to snort.
“I didn’t do that much,” he argues, objectively. “Draconia got the final hit in, in the end.”
“Yeah, but who had the sense to use the flashy spells I taught him? Who took the initiative when the Ignihyde and Heartslabyul reps started arguing? Who helped Jamil give Malleus the perfect opening for a coup de grâce?” Santiago barely has to reach over to tap Chrysos on the chest. “I say it’s the guy right in front of me.”
“That’s… You’re…”
Chrysos doesn’t fancy himself a poet, but something about the way Santiago smiles fondly at him could be considered poetry—something about the ambient green lighting, the glow reflected in those golden eyes creasing with affection, the shockingly pure stutter it inflicts upon Chrysos’ heart. Something about the way he drops genuine praise shamelessly when he’s on the high of victory-inspired euphoria. Something about their proximity, the way that they’re drawn together like two magnets of different poles.
“I’m what?” asks Santiago teasingly.
“You’re…” Chryso grumbles a little under his breath. “You’re exaggerating.”
“Nuh-uh. Not for you. This is the truth right here, buddy.”
Chrysos, growing a bit red in the face, is glad that Santiago looks away to chug the last of his punch and toss the cup into a bin after saying that. 
It’s just the heat and humidity of having been stuck with so many people in one place, he wants to think, but even he knows better by now.
Meanwhile, they approach the wishing well in the courtyard, where emerald firelight gives way to the pearlescent illumination of the moon and the stars. 
“Hearing praise coming from your mouth somehow feels unusual,” Chrysos remarks, to hide how good all this praise makes him feel. To hide how he feels about it coming from this very sweet, very pretty beastman.
Santiago slows to a stop before the well.
“Then…” He opens his mouth to say something—before, apparently, quickly thinking better of it. “...Ahh, nevermind. That’s cheesy, even by my standards.”
“What?” Chrysos furrows his brows, coming to stand so close to the other that their arms—his crossed and Santiago’s prone at his sides—brush and press against each other. “So now you’re going to shut up? Just because it’s unusual doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear more.”
It’s Santiago’s turn to have his cheeks darken, one lanky hand coming up to hide his mouth. “But it’s sort of…” 
He hesitates for a few moments, maddening in how they feel like they last an eternity, then shakes his head with newfound determination. 
“You know what? It’s now or never.”
Chrysos holds his breath as Santiago leans in a little closer and caresses his cheek with a feather-light touch that gradually becomes more grounded, more confident. 
The beastman’s eyes, normally bright with a challenging sort of spirit, are semi-lidded but still possess the fierce earnestness of the sun. Their inherent brilliance puts to shame the moonlight veil draping over their surroundings; and while he searches for the courage to speak up, those eyes express the beginnings of what he wants to say. 
A gentle breeze blows past them amid the silence, carrying with it the entwined scent of the rainforest and the sea. 
“If you can’t believe in my praise,” Santiago murmurs at last, “then how about this?”
When their lips meet, gravitating towards each other in a slow start but quickly seizing the moment and pulling together, it’s not at all the messy thing Chrysos had been expecting. Instead, it’s drawn together by a sentimental magnetism that draws power from their polarizing differences. Rough but careful; desperate but precise; passionate but planned. It feels like someone has stolen the air from his lungs in the best possible way, replacing his senses with the endless freedom of flowers, fruit, and the open sky. 
It’s undeniably Santiago, and Chrysos—unafraid to use that forbidden four-letter word—loves it.
…Eventually, the sensation of their breaths thinning from metaphorical altitude leaves them with no choice but to pull away from the kiss. 
“I hope I did that right,” Santiago whispers, a little sheepish yet giddy with basking in the afterglow of it all.
“There’s no such thing as ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ when kissing,” Chrysos replies breathlessly, “only good and better. When it comes to you, at least.”
It’s hard to miss the way Santiago puffs up with pride, eyes glimmering.
Chrysos’s smile, one he hadn’t realized was tugging at his lips, grows. “Now hurry up and do it again. Even better this time.”
“On it, boss,” answers Santiago with an affectionate lilt to his voice, leaning in for another kiss.
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ask-cater · 1 year
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I love your little snaggle tooth it's so cutee!
Also what are your opinions on the freshmen?
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Cater: *sighhhh* Wish I had a group of friends like that, lololol! JK, good ol Cay-Cay got loads of friends! :')
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heartscrypt · 1 year
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meet cyrus de seirene, the resident octavinelle junior twisted off of the mermaids in peter pan, and the live entertainment at the mostro lounge.
hes like a mean girl but if mean girls were actually girlboys (pronouns: she/he) with zero moral compass. she believes in the death penalty just for fun and should not be respected as an upperclassman
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nami-moittli · 2 months
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Would anyone be willing to hear me out on the dynamics for my “twst shojou romance” AU?
*Note 1, each grade level has its own plot and different types of romantic drama, being love triangles for the freshman, love squares for sophomores and exes with juniors. More will be expanded on if people want to hear me out
*Note 2, Ortho will be included in the love triangles as she’s 16 just like all the other freshman in the AU
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nrc-fashion-advice · 25 days
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Fashion advice: You can always look fashionable on the outside, but it’s good to have stuff inside you as well. Like skills. For example, the ability to cook. Because nothing is more unattractive than somehow managing to burn leftover chicken in the microwave.
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Hi, there! :D 🌼
First of all I must say that your blog was one of the first blogs that I discovered and read when I just entered the TWST fandom and I must say that I thought your fics and drawings were great. So seeing that this blog was taking requests again made me excited as you have no ideas. So I won't waste my shot, I'll try to make a request here (I hope I do it right)
Reader: Female. Type: Headcanon or Fic (Romantic). Scenary: Inspired by the fic of the first year boys simping the reader. In this scenario, a boy from another class slowly becomes so close to the reader that he decides to ask her out. She innocently accepted without knowing that the boy wanted to steal a kiss from her on that date. But the first-year boys won't stand by, they'll spy on her date.
I think it would be good angst and comedy material. xD But well that would be my request, if my request does not convince you you can discard it without problems but if not take your time and without pressure. Thank you so much💐💕
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LET'S GET SUPER MEAN ! [ HEADCANONS / FLUFF ]
AUTHOR'S NOTE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING DARLING! THE WAY YOU REQUESTED IS CORRECT SO NO NEED TO FRET! IT'S SUPER SPECIFIC SO IT HELPS WITH MY WRITING! HOPEFULLY, THIS COMES OUT JUST AS HOW YOU WANTED IT! ENJOY READING, DARLING! TW: NONE! NRC FRESHMEN X FEM! READER
╭───────────────── ╰──➤(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ FLUFF ♥
┊❥ First things first, they, the five of them, are a literal mess. The first person to spread the news to the other four was Ace. The redhead caught a glimpse of you talking to another student who seemed way too giddy for his own. Of course, he had to stay and listen in to the conversation; who knows what trouble you've dug yourself into
┊❥ Ace's jaws turned slack right at the moment you happily accept the date, the other student gleefully thanking you before walking off. Did he heard that right? You're going on a date? With some rando that he or the others didn't even know about? 'This won't do, this can't happen!' is what runs in Ace's head as he scampers back to tell the others
┊❥ The redhead is out of breath the moment he arrives at the designated spot after having call the others on his phone while running. The moment they picked up the phone, he just shouts 'NO TIME TO EXPLAIN! JUST COME OVER! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!!' and hangs up. The desperation and urgency present in his voice is what convinced the others to get moving to the regular hangout
┊❥ Once the five of them had gathered, Jack and Epel had to repeatedly ask Ace to slow down because of how fast he was trying to explain the situation of you going on a date with some guy; the redhead choking on his own spit and breath from watching the incident unfold an hour ago
┊❥ It was only after that Ace (finally taking the time to explain word by word) explained, the other four faces' were drained of colour. Deuce is panicking, Epel is furious, Jack is in denial and Sebek has half the mind to scare off the other guy (or more like, lecture the guy's ears off until he decides to leave you hanging on the said date)
┊❥ They settled on the idea of spying on your date is much more preferable than having to maul the guy alive (there's a chance that you might be upset at them for interfering with your romantic life) so with courage and jealousy in hand, the five of them sought out to set the plan in motion
┊❥ Your date with the close classmate of yours was in the greenhouse, right after the bell for lunch had rung too. The bastard really had to pick such a time because he knew that there weren't that much students hanging around outside of campus in fear of food running out. Luckily, the gang waited and hid among the plants, their eyes following your every move as the both you chat up a storm
┊❥ Sure, they agreed on not interfering with your date but they didn't say anything about one of them sabotaging just a little bit (newsflash, they all lent a hand in sabotaging the date without realizing. Dumbasses.) When the guy wasn't looking, Ace would purposely stick out his feet so the guy would fall head first on to the soil-oh wait, he didn't fell into soil, he fell face first into chicken fertilizer!
┊❥ The male student wretched in disgust when bits of it accumulated in his mouth, feeling embarrassed under your apologetic gaze as you offered up your hand for him. If you listened closely enough, you can hear Epel snickering in one of the bushes nearby. Hoo boy, it gets even worse from there. Jack would make you split up with guy just so Sebek could turn on a dirty water tank on the student, the brown stained water coating him from head to toe
┊❥ The final nail on the coffin was when Deuce made one of the pots break directly on the guy's head (No life threatening injuries, don't worry!), leaving a painful bruise appearing on the centre of his hair. After having to fall flat and even tasting chicken fertilizer, his pristine uniform stained with smelly water and a lump forming on his skull, the male student just had enough; abruptly telling you that he's had enough of the date and storming off without even batting an eye to your confused state
┊❥ Looks like they scored this one, fellas! Don't worry, they'll slip away from the greenhouse and act too smug for their own good while simultaneously trying to play off that they're oblivious to what transpired during the date ! The five of them are likely to do jabs at the poor sod aloud from time to time in the next classes they're in
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twst-the-night-away · 2 years
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✒️ For how my muse changed after the Overblot. For Sparky!
Overblot Asks
@cup-of-blue-rose-tea asked the same one, so here goes:
Sparky's near-overblot was caused by an argument he was having with his father, and years of pent-up anger and resentment began pouring out. It started to get to a point where Sparky wasn't able to really control what was happening. He was brought back down before going completely over the edge.
Sparky felt a little bit empty afterwards, to be honest. So much that he'd been holding in for so long had finally come out, he felt as if he'd lost something that had motivated him. Still, feeling empty also means feeling light, and Sparky started to feel better, little by little. This was especially helped by his mother finally deciding to leave his father after hearing what happened.
One other thing that changed was how Sparky tended to look down on people smaller than him. The charge to help bring Sparky back from his near-OB state was led by Riddle, who's quite dainty compared to tall and broad Sparky. Riddle's powerful magic and quick thinking saved a lot of people from getting injured, or worse. Sparky was at first ashamed that he'd been beaten by someone so tiny, but he grew to respect Riddle, and stopped judging people by their size. Muscles don't equal magical powers.
He'll still tease Riddle now and then, though. Just because it's funny to see him turn into a little cherry tomato.
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