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twst-sumi-squad · 3 years

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I'm sorry but I just like to know how would the Sumi gang play uno, would they be civilized or would a war break out?

♤~ At the mention of the game’s name, all of them instantly perk up and swivel their heads into one direction: KanSumi. Who grins at them all with the smuggest face in the world. Bint Khattar sighs loudly as Gallidi chuckles nervously and Kraitan huffs. Clearing their throat as they take up the mantle of explaining, KanSumi restrains themself from giggling. ~♤

“Civilised is not in the dictionary when Uno exists. I,” they exclaim proudly, “am the one who taught them all how to play. We aren’t super competitive or anything but we aren’t very peaceful either.”

Bint Khattar adds in with a smug smirk.

“It’s normally me who wins as the others play their cards uselessly.”

Kraitan protests, betrayed surprise washing over his face.

“Hey!! We’ve all won quite a few times!! It’s not always you or N-”

KanSumi interrupts with a grin.

“They’re both saying that but just yesterday I destroyed them all in the best way possible and they’re still pissy about it.”

They stick their tongue out at the other two who glare at them as Gallidi sighs and explains to you.

“Somehow... KanSumi’s last few cards were all +4s or +2s... so for three turns straight... they just added and added onto our piles... before winning the whole thing with a +2.”

He doesn’t look as annoyed at the fact as the other two but he still seems displeased. Slowly though, his expressions fits into a smile as he continue.

“But... they make it very fun for us... so it’s still really enjoyable.”

Kraitan nods, snapping his fingers with a grin.

“That’s right! Honestly, they bring up really fun ways to play the game all the time. Like if we just recently watched a movie, we have to imitate a character as we put down our card and the others guess who it is!”

Bint Khattar sighs and taps one of the scales under her eyes.

“My favourite is when we did impressions of the vices and dorm leaders and had to guess the dorm.”

KanSumi and Kraitan started bursting of laughter as she smirked with a wistful smile. Barely recovering from their giggles, KanSumi pointed at her.

“She killed us all with her impression of Viper-senpai’s deadpan- it was so good!!! It was like he was staring at us through her!”

Gallidi joined in with a sleepy snicker.

“Kraitan did really good... with imitating Rosehearts-senpai too... he did it when he had a red card... which was even more perfect.”

Snapping their fingers, KanSumi’s eyes sparkled brightly.

“Ooooh~ Gallidi you gave me a great idea for a game! Let’s play it tonight.”

Looking back at you, they smile softly and beckon.

“Say, while you’re here, why don’t you join us?”

#squad fights #Sumi Sensible #Sumi Swimmer #Sumi Serious #Sumi Sleepy #ask #disney twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland oc #Sumi Secret #was mentioned again ;DDDD #you could ask about it if you caught it ;DDD #anyway i might just continually end these asklines with like an invitation to join them #in doing #something #anything #idk lmao

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twst-sumi-squad · 3 years

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So, knowing Kansumi is really close to the Sumi gang would you say Ace and Deuce wouldn't get a little jealous? 👀

♤~ KanSumi blinks as a question is addressed directly to them, lifting a finger to their chin as they think for a moment before giggling. Tucking their hijab into their neck a little bit more, they adjust their position on their chair to face you fully and snicker. ~♤

“As if those two would let even a hint of their own jealousy show, even if they were. Or at least, as if they’d ever let themselves do that in a way they thought I’d notice. But yeah, I’ve noticed.”

They snicker again and crack their knuckles as they talk.

“Grim’s been the most pouty and vocal on it but the other two do their best to pretend to not care. I know they were hurt at first when I started hanging out with the squad over them but... it was kind of hard not to. We’re all so different but we’re still so similar, it’s so nice to just have a group of people who always understand what you mean. But at the same time, I did always offer for them to join us. They never really did after the first time, I think Afa- ah, Sumi B- scares them...”

As if overhearing, Kraitan bounds over and holds onto the back of KanSumi’s chair, butting in.

“Ooooh~ Are you talking about Acey and Deucey and Gory Gory the great magician~?”

“They’ll all try to kill you if they hear you told someone else you call them that.”

Kraitan tut-tutted and shook his head, grinning.

“They’ll try to kill me, we all know they won’t. Ace got onto Khattar-nee’s bad side with his meaner jokes to Gallidi once and I really doubt he’d like to repeat the experience.”

KanSumi nods, subconsciously scratching the side of their head.

“Yeah... I think you’re the main one they both get along with out of the squad.”

Kraitan tilted his head before replying with a shrug.

“They talk with Gallidi sometimes too but I think they mainly find us all weird. Sucks for them I guess.”

KanSumi nods, laughing again but more as a reflex.

“Yeah... I kinda hoped you’d all just get along but oh well. They’ve gotten a lot better about it now that we only hang out in the club.”

Kraitan leans more on the chair, propping an elbow on it.

“That’s good. But, y’know... speaking of jealousy... we got a fair share of that here too, don’t we?”

KanSumi waves him off, turning back to you with a light smile.

“Don’t derail the conversation, it’s a story for another time. Anyway, did that answer your question?”

#squad fights #Sumi Sensible #Sumi Swimmer #disney twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland oc #ask #yes i'm answering these with a long wall of text #i find it fun ok #i have four characters let me use them #sdofihgsdfg

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twst-sumi-squad · 3 years

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So I'm a huge dance enthusiast so I'd like to know Sumi gang's experience with dancing and the ranking in general when it comes to who has the most experience!

♤~ As you ask the question, a subtle quiet falls over the group, laced with an excited bouncing from Kraitan. They each glance at each other in a nervous silence before KanSumi coughs, about to answer- when Kraitan cuts them off instead, leaning towards you in his chair excitedly. ~♤

“Dancing!! If it’s that, then I have to be the best out of us!”

Laughing, KanSumi nods, explaining while gesturing to the rest.

“Yeah, Kraitan’s definitely the only one who is even a little interested in it. I personally got a little intrigued by Tutting, which is dancing by forming your hands into poses to represent geometric shapes to the beat. I don’t practice in it though so I’d rather watch videos of it happening.”

Clearly much more excited than the rest at the topic, Kraitan takes over once more, standing up from his chair and spinning around.

“At first, I was like these party poopers and didn’t like dancing much either, especially with these pesky legs.”

Gallidi pipes up, smiling a little.

“On that note though... I’ve seen him... in the water with his tail... he goes so fast and... swirls around so much... it looks like he’s dancing in the water...!”

Kraitan grins, bashfully pulling his arms behind his back as he snickers, teasing.

“That’s ‘cos you aren’t a mermaid Gallidi~ Real dancing looks so much better. Floyd was the one who got me into it, I heard about him wanting to try it and it looked like soooo much fun! I was really clumsy at first and the only real thing I can do is copy the waltz I see from movies but I’m better at that underwater.”

Bint Khattar speaks for the first time, her voice surging through the room.

“The waltz is a dance we’d all like to try. I don’t like dancing and have no interest in trying it for my own pleasure but I do like watching other dance.”

Gallidi chuckles softly, nudging her with an elbow.

“I’m too clumsy and slow... to really want to try it... but Nee-san will offer to... if you’re embarrassed about doing it... in public... I think most of us... would rather dance with you... if it’d help you feel comfortable.”

He smiles sweetly yet sleepily.

“And... I’ve seen Nee-san dance sometimes... we do it a little bit all together... when it’s just the five of us... and she’s definitely the most elegant at it.”

Bint Khattar huffs and pokes his head for the comment, staying silent as he snickers. After a moment, she speaks.

“While I don’t normally dance, I do enjoy singing to the music others would dance to. We all like doing that, singing is certainly a strength.”

Clearing their throat to capture your attention again, KanSumi guides the conversation back to your original question.

“For the ranking... I’d say when it’s just out of the four of us, it’s definitely Kraitan who’s first. I’d say Afa,” they point to Bint Khattar, “would be second judging by how she moves, I’d be third and then Gallidi would be fourth. I won’t comment on how good any of us are at it though.”

They laugh light heartedly and then point to you, smiling.

“And what about you, Mx Dance Enthusiast? Would you show us your own dance? Or,” they offer their hand out with a wink, “would you like to try dancing with one of us?”

#squad fights #Sumi Sensible #Sumi Swimmer #Sumi Serious #Sumi Sleepy #Sumi Secret #too #technically anyway #if you can spot the hint to them lucky you ;)#you could ask about it #and maybe they'll explain #disney twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland oc #ask

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twst-sumi-squad · 3 years

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This looks amazing man, Kraitan looks wonderful in your style omg. You have beautiful artt

Tagging: @beth-bethar00 @palebyulsoo @reblogging-archivist @koebi-san @sakura-skies @cttrajan1206 @willowfoxthefox @/ Avi (sorry! You’re tumblr didn’t show!) and @thoselethalarts

I love you’re guys ocs and this was hella fun to draw! I love you guys very much, smooches you all.

#Sumi Swimmer #outside the college

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twst-sumi-squad · 3 years

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Link to the original chain: https://monoshii-wasu.tumblr.com/post/654396930253848577/beth-bethar00-coffeeleafdepression

I'll reblog this to my twst writblr so i can show off the muses! That's why there's no reblogs but @monoshii-wasu tagged my main. I had to do this five times because i wanted to do an extra secret Sumi who isn't mentioned on the blog.

First off! ♣ Kantoku-Sumi or KanSumi! ♣

I had to compromise the lack of hijab and brown eyes options (the first i can understand but the second? Why??) Can you spot where I tried to add in Grim? Because they're my mc sona!

Secondly, ♠ Sumi Kraitan or Sumi K! ♠

Ocean blue everywhere because he is my Octavinelle sona and also the mermaid of the group. But still a snake, a Banded Sea Krait.

Third, ♦ Sumi Gallidi or Sumi G! ♦

I put yellow everywhere because he's my Savannaclaw sona but i kind of regret it because his signature colour is actually green.

Fourth and last muse of the blog, ♥ Summa Bint Khattar or Sumi B! ♥

Purple may be her colour but she's my Scarabia sona. Do note that for both her and Gallidi, the face markings would actually be scales since they are both half reptile. Sumi G is half crocodile and she is half puff adder

And lastly! ✦ A secret muse that you'll only find out about if you ask the Sumi's who set up their room! ✦

Also compromised the lack of niqab options, their hair isn't actually purple that was just to give the effect of a hijab. They're my Ignihyde sona!

Tagging, if you’re alright with this, @twisted-interactions (we’ve talked a bit on your discord so I hope it’s ok, i wanna see a bit more of your oc after all. It’s CTtrajan btw), @reblogging-archivist (get tagged TWICE storian), @enbyratz (I don’t know if you even have an oc but whatever) and anyone else who somehow sees this!

#outside the college #Sumi Sensible #Sumi Swimmer #Sumi Sleepy #Sumi Serious #Sumi Secret #i have a new tag just for them now :D #i will absolutely forget it i bet haha #I don't often reblog things on this blog #welppp

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twst-sumi-squad · 3 years

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♢ Inspired by the thoughts of their fellow club member, KanSumi twirled the pen in their hand under their chin for a short while, smiling to themself. A single line on their notepad read.

“Day out - One of the staff members.”

Sighing, they leant back in their seat, unable to think of what to do with the prompt.

“I thought it would be fun to write a short fic with a staff member for once but this is so hard. Who am I meant to choose??”

The waves of aquamarine light washed over the ceiling, creating stripy patterns all over the room that they sat in. Sumi B had left soon after finishing her story so KanSumi was left all alone in the room. Squinting up at the patterns, they held up a hand and traced them a little.

“These remind me of someone...”

Struck by an idea, they jumped up and grinned.

“That’s it! It’s going to be short but I can make it sweet enough to make up for that!” ♢

♣

Irritated, Crewel sifts through his marked exam papers with a heavily discontented sigh. It wasn’t his students’ marks causing his bad mood though, he merely had some clothes he had wanted to experiment on but his models had bailed on him last minute. Shifting in his seat, he frowns as he glances at the sketches of the clothes, the nagging image of how he’d already cut and sewn them into outfits yanked into the open from the back of his mind. It’s all ready to go, he just needs someone to agree to model them-

You nearly freeze in your steps with how hard he glares at you as you enter the room. Coughing, he blinks and softens his stare, beckoning you to come closer. As you do, he watches you, a thought slowly forming in his head.

“...Since you’re here, you’ll do quite well. I have an offer for you, my pup.”

Pointing to you, he grins widely.

“How would you like to go out with me later this week? Fit it into your schedule, I have something important I need you for.”

Sitting on a bench, you wait for Crewel to bring the clothes you’d promised to model for him. Sunlight streams down onto you, its rays painting everything it touches golden, including the edges of your hands as you shield your eyes from its light.

“Did you wait for me long, my pup?”

A shadow appears in front of you, revealing itself to be Crewel. He's in a red shirt laced with ruffles tucked into smooth black leather pants. A pointer, similar to his riding crop but more like a staff, twitches from within his fingers as he holds it up to his chin. In his other hand is a bag, bursting with bundles of clothes.

“I’d like to start and finish this quickly so don’t go chasing any squirrels as we work.”

Handing you the bag, he shoos you away. Nodding, you put on each outfit, modelling it for him as he takes notes in a sketchbook you hadn’t noticed before. Crewel’s stare pierces into you each time you switch outfits, scrutinising every stitch of his work. A focused gaze settles over his vision as he concentrates, taking his time to figure out every problem and solution to his work. Seeing that, you find yourself able to relax a little, knowing you’re helping him out a lot. After the last outfit, you sit next to him on the bench. He doesn’t stop writing until he’s finished.

A grateful smile graces his face as he looks at you.

“Good pup! You’d done well to help me today. So I’m giving you a little treat.”

The sun’s shine is bright in your face but it isn’t coming from the sky, rather, it’s all beaming down from Crewel’s smile. Showing you his sketchbook, he displays his drawing with a flourishing pride. It’s a portrait of you, roughly done yet still beautiful with meaning in every stroke. He rips the page out of the sketchbook and hands it to you, scribbling something on the back. Before you have the chance to look at it, he seems to see something and after taking the bag of clothes back from you, he stands.

“Well, it’s a beautiful day puppy, let’s go for a walk. Stick close to me, or I’ll be taking you out on a leash.”

You follow him and he leads you to an ice cream van, slipping a hand into his pocket and retrieving a wallet.

“Choose your order. I’ll give it to you as thanks.”

The van paints an array of choices and you glance over each of them before making your choice, pointing to it. Without a second of hesitation, he buys it for you, adding on a plain ice cream for himself. After gaining the cones, the two of you begin to quietly eat them. Crewel doesn’t speak or comment on it but you see a delighted expression on his face as he licks at his ice cream. Noticing your stare, he coughs and lightly laughs, blushing a little as he hides his mouth.

“I’m on a strict diet however today is a day where I can let myself go for a short while. However, I discipline myself strictly otherwise I assure you.”

Although you don’t add to his words, you can’t help but think his brief expression is cute.

During your stroll down the park, the warmth of the sun flies freely over your arms and hugs you sweetly. You and Crewel share a conversation of light hearted small talk, where you learn of a few authors he’s a fan of reading. Just as the topic rears its head, the sight of a bookshop pops up and you point it out to him, offering to go inside. Nodding, he relents and leads the way, taking your hand smoothly.

“I’ve been here before, it is a favourite spot of mine.”

Within the bookshop, he separates from you, leaving your hand absent from the warmth of his. However, you find a couple books that capture your attention briefly. They don’t do so for too long though, since you see Crewel with a book in hand, an interested look on his face. With a soft smile, he flicks through the book, his gaze focused solely on the words. It’s so different from his normal expression as a teacher, you can hardly tell he’s still the same person. You decided to keep watching him from afar, noticing a couple other onlookers who were likely drawn in by his handsome model-like looks. Time passes by and whether or not you found a book to buy as well, Crewel takes the one he’s been holding and buys it, grabbing a discount from the shopkeeper with a single charming smile. It’s with this smile that he turns to you and offers to continue your walk together.

You spend a few more hours with him out in the park until it’s time for the both of you to part, the sky’s darkness burning with a flaming crimson. Crewel insists on walking you home, making sure you got there safe. In the sunset’s auburn light, his cheeks seem redder than normal, as if tainted by rose petals. Waving to you fondly as you close the door, he bades you goodnight.

“Sleep well my pup.”

After he’s gone, you change and settle into comfier pyjamas. However, as you do so, a slip of paper falls out of the pocket of the jacket you were wearing. You recognise it as a jacket that Crewel had let you wear home, despite it being part of the set of outfits he’d wanted you to model for him. As you open it up, you find yourself staring back at you. In the light, a faint line of black shows through clearly so you flip over the paper, looking down at where Crewel had written something. It reads:

“For the one more beautiful than any clothes I make~”

♣

♢ Stretching after completing their handiwork, KanSumi frowns, looking down at their writing. With a loud wailing sigh, they flop back in their seat.

“Ah~ I’m so tired. I shouldn’t sit still for so long like this, it seriously hurts afterwards.”

Holding up the notepad, they pout a little.

“Crewel-sensei is so hard to write too! Ugh, sometimes I wish I actually took classes so I knew how to write the teachers. I hope whoever reads this likes it at least.”

Humming, they prepare the story to pin it up as a post. A smile slips on their face.

“Let’s hope..” ♢

11! :D

-ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ anon

Hmmm.... My ideal date???

A trip at Disneyland, where we could end our day with a firework show!

Or maybe if I have the money, a theater date where we could watch plays and musicals together!

Wait.. This is a dream date. My ideal date is an outing. Basically a whole day outside, this introvert needs more sunlight. 〒▽〒

#divus crewel #divus crewel x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst writing #twst crewel #Sumi Sensible #this will be small I promise #you join the fun #excuse me sensei

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twst-sumi-squad · 3 years

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♢ After hearing the conversation as she passed by, Sumi B continued walking down the hall with a small idea forming in her head. A sly smile curled the tips of her mouth upwards and she headed straight for the club room.

“A theatre date hm? That sounds like something fitting for Rook…”

Upon entering, she found KanSumi boredly flicking through a book. They looked up and questioningly raised an eyebrow to her but she merely gestured for them to look, writing down the dreams of dates on a piece of paper so she wouldn’t forget her prompt. A finger tapped rapidly on the sentence, drawing their attention to what Sumi B wrote down, as she fumbled around the alcove’s desk for paper and a pen. With an understanding nod, KanSumi smiled too.

“Oh~! So you’re writing something quick down.”

Scribbling ink all over the page, Sumi B’s mind whirred as she began to write. Curiously, the other peered at the paper too and smiled to themself, going over to the softer seats of the clubroom and pulling out a golden notepad and pen.

“Hey, an outing date would be nice for someone else as well. Maybe I’ll write that too…” ♢

♥

“Would you accept, mon amour?”

Rook’s hand is splayed towards you enticingly, along with his sincere smile.

“The show is absolutely splendid and I’d love to show you its amazing splendor in person! To chase such sparkling ideas across the stage, it’s a dream worth working towards and I applaud each actor for it.”

Beaming widely, he seems to bask in the light of the mere memory.

“I’ve had the delight to read the plot for this play already but I think the memory of watching it live will be all the more dazzling were I to go with…”

He pauses, his eyes softly sliding to look at yours, and gently holds out his hand again.

“…You.”

You find yourself unable to refuse such an earnest request so, with an eager grin, you put your hand in his and grip it firmly, nodding. Stars burst from his eyes as he puts his hand to his heart with joy, spinning around dramatically.

“Oh how wonderful! I shall hope to see you there. This hunter shall lie in wait until the day comes.”

With a quick wink, he slips away, leaving you with a ticket in your hands that you don’t remember being given. Glancing down, you notice that it’s a ticket to see your favourite play…

On the day, you fidget outside the entrance to the theatre, glancing around for Rook. The hunter is nowhere in sight, hidden by crowds of other theatre-goers. Having dressed up a little, you adjust your outfit in the mirror of the ticket booth, fixated on making sure you look fine. Through the blue-tinted glass of the window, the glazed sheen reveals a silhouette behind you. You turn to find your date. Eagerly grinning at you with a phone in his hand, a button clicks as he snaps a photo of you looking at him, your eyes a little wider in surprise.

“Beauté!! I do so adore any picture of your face!”

Softly holding his phone to his chest, he smiles at you sweetly.

“I hope you’ll allow me to keep this photo.”

Even if you protest, he insists on keeping it anyway and so, you accept that he’ll forever have that picture. Before you enter, Rook continues to take photos of you, often without any warning. However, just before you go to get food, he curls an arm around you and his arms pull you closer to his side. Grinning, he angles the camera to capture both of you and beams into it.

“Un… deux… trois!”

You both pose in your own way as he takes at least three photos and then saves them all. Amidst the reflection of your faces, you take in his outfit a little more. Navy waves drape from his shoulders, a deep blue blazer trimmed with golden mandalas at the sleeves and with a finch scrawled onto its pocket. A lacy jabot spills from his collar, like a Victorian collar, glittering with an amber jewel at its center. His trousers are a dark blue and his signature fedora is replaced with an azure top hat, a sparkling ribbon of yellow coiled around a rosette of gold. Although it’s such a small date, it’s clear he’s put a lot of effort into his outfit. Rook spies you staring at him and smirks, his eyes narrowing a little.

“Oh? Have you taken me in for the first time? Truly, the wondrous Roi du Poison helped me with my outfit today. I could not bear going out plainly, it is a special day after all!”

Softly, he taps your nose with a small wink.

“Going out with you is a treasure to be remembered, so I wanted to look better than any form of presentable!”

It’s an outfit that stands out quite a bit and attracts some attention from onlookers but Rook doesn’t seem to care, only looking at you.

“And you…! You look stunning! It is quite fitting for the occasion. You are one who looks so marvellous normally but seeing you in these clothes as well shines even brighter than normal!”

A thought in your head makes to compare the two of your outfits but Rook’s words cut through it with how sincere and clear it is, praising you almost just for being with him. You decide to ignore it and just go get food to eat as you watch the play. Rook doesn’t object and merely follows, humming as he changes his phone’s home screen. Secretly, he sets it to a photo of you smiling for the photo with him.

Settling in your seats, you both await for the play to start, sitting in a space with a good view of the stage. Rook bounces excitedly in his seat, having taken off his hat for others’ convenience and placed it in his lap, before noticing the wood of your seats. Recognising the build, he begins to mutter with an absent minded smile on his face, stroking the grooves of the polished grain. Silently, you watch him and notice how cute the scene is. An adoring gaze filters through your eyes as you watch him, interrupted only by the lights dimming and the play starting. Silenced, Rook looks up with a giddy stare and soon the both of you sit in your seats as the actors begin to start the story. It enraptures you instantly, holding your attention for a long while. The lights encircle actors in dramatised effects and their voices ring loud and clearly, thrumming through your chest. All around the stage, the actors perform proudly and professionally and you can’t help but admire their performance. As you lean forward a little to see better, a light touch grazes against your hand and you glance back at it to find Rook’s gloved hand twitching against yours. When you look at his face, you find a question. In search of an answer. And so, to reply, you lean back in your seat and inch your fingers a little closer to his. You don’t need to look at him to see his soft smile. Lacing your fingers together, he holds your hand for the rest of the play…

The play finishes all too soon, the overwhelming excitement of being in the theatre soon fading as you get up from your seats and leave the building. The night has lovingly swept her cloak of darkness over the sky to keep it warm but it isn’t enough. Luckily, your hands are still wrapped within Rook’s which leaves them warm as you both walk side by side. Exclaiming excitedly, he shouts into the air.

“Beauté! Absolutely beautiful! Wouldn’t you agree? Their performance was stunning and had my heart captured with every word! No hunter’s net could be a finer trap!”

Seeing him so happy and satisfied grants your heart a small feeling of happiness and you nod, having found the play to be quite amazing too. He smiles at you and then gently cups your face, tilting it to the sky.

“However, the show I wish to show you has not yet ended. Look.”

The blanketed black of the sky is silent and empty.

Its silence does not last however, as screaming blasts of light fire upwards, exploding into bursts of shimmering colour. Many begin to shoot up into a large light show, glittering with green and gold and all other colours, bright against the darkness of the sky. You stare, fixated. Rook grins up at them and then winks at you, his eyes lit up with reflecting the lights.

“Come, let me take you to where you can see them better.”

Then, without warning, he scoops you up and leaps up into a tree, carrying up as he climbs until he reaches the top of a building and sets you down. Adoringly looking at you, he clasps your hand in his again and points to the fireworks. Up here, their colours are even brighter and more saturated, sparkling with a closer twinkle. The sight amazes you as you hold Rook’s hand, oblivious to how he glances from the sky to you.

“Quite eye-catching non? I always find the sight breathtaking.”

♥

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-ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ anon

Hmmm.... My ideal date???

A trip at Disneyland, where we could end our day with a firework show!

Or maybe if I have the money, a theater date where we could watch plays and musicals together!

Wait.. This is a dream date. My ideal date is an outing. Basically a whole day outside, this introvert needs more sunlight. 〒▽〒

#rook hunt #rook hunt x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst writing #twst rook #squad fights #Sumi Serious #Sumi Sensible #this will be small I promise #storian we see you ;DDDD #you join the fun #whos the snobbiest of us all

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twst-sumi-squad · 3 years

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Cinder-Vil-a: A short story

♢ Sumi B exited the classroom with a weary sigh, lifting a hand to her head and holding it as she thought of her troubles. It was her turn to watch over the club so that no one they didn't want around came and trashed it. It may or may not also be to hide it from some of the people they write about. Groaning once more, she turned to head down the corridor, not focused on where she went. Even though her eyes were cast to the floor, she noticed Vil even before the collision, and only didn't dodge because she thought he would. However, today, this was not the case. Instead of his normally impeccable sense of self awareness, it seemed that the dorm leader had been distracted by something, his eyebrows knit tensely together even after they both noticed they'd fallen. Vil got up first, offering a hand that was politely declined by Sumi B. After humbling her with an apology, he soon set off again, clearly headed to deal with the task worrying him, leaving behind something on the floor. Sumi B picked it up and smiled, laughing a little as she examined the compact mirror.

"Wow, you'd have thought he was Cinderella running from his prince to have forgotten this by running in such a hurry..."

Turning back, she called him with a smirk.

"Hey~ Lampa alu~! You dropped something."

Later, in the clubroom, oceanic currents flew over her head as she sat at the alcove's desk. Staring down at a blank piece of paper as blue lights swam all around it, she tapped the pen to her lips in thought.

"Cinderella huh…"

Smiling, she began to write a small story springing from the fertile ground of her imagination. ♢

♥

“Rise.”

Soft supple lips part in a humbled smile, his sparkling lashes rising to show the gleaming grin within his amethyst irises. Nodding softly with grace, he stands to face you, the glimmering makeup over his eyes colouring his smile with glittering rainbows. It’s stunning to view and you hold your breath, taking in his elegant beauty. Dressed in a deep blue dress adorned with golden roses and split in two at the chest, he smooths it out, fingertips delicately clinging to the edges where they clutched it for his curtsy. Champagne gold hair that faded into a light lavender was tied up in a coiled bun, showing off the light blue earrings hanging from his ears, the almost diamond hearts shining like he’d plucked droplets of water from a river and hung its tears on his ears. The mystical aura that seemed to surround him led you to believe that might be true…

“Yes, my prince?”

His voice is light and alluring, you swallow as he addresses you, taking in a breath to compose yourself. You must not lose your image in front of all the people attending the ball, all the eyes cast indirectly at your way, through mirrors and whispers. They all watch you, scouring for a weakness - an opportunity. But instead of dismissing him, you can’t help but ask.

“What is your name?”

Calm in manner, he holds a hand to his heart and tilts his head slightly to the side, delight dancing in his eyes.

“My name… is Vil.”

Curious, you mirror his tilted head, holding a hand to your chin.

“Is that your full name?”

“My prince, my name is all I have. If you will not accept it for what it is, what else do I say?”

Smirking with a subtle flair of pride at your confusion, he bows his head to you as you reply.

“You avoided the question. Will you not answer to your prince?”

“I do and I answer only the truth.”

With that and flourished twirl, you are left staring at his back receding into the crowd, catching just the mere glimpse of his head turning back to gaze at you for just an instant - before your view is blocked by another person bowing at your heel.

Swilling from side to side, your reflection seems dulled in the drink you hold, the long glass cool against your fingers. All its shiny surface seemed to do was reflect the leering eyes glancing at you from every side as you walk along the table, taking care not to stumble in your poise as you do. The golden drink in your hands - apple juice? or was it alcohol? you can’t recall what was ordered for the party, you’d grabbed something random after all - served little as a suitable distraction from your nerves. Greetings sometimes bombard you and you check your reflection is smiling before looking up to reply, keeping your performance as prince as perfect as possible. Just as you settle to brood within a corner, a flashing golden rose decorating blue dashes by your sight. Instantly, you snap your attention to it, watching it disappear behind a corner and chasing after it. A name, short and sweet when spoken by his lips, flashes across your mind. It stands doubtful but you place your hope in it anyway, heat rushing to your cheeks. The warmth of your face is met by the cool breeze of air as you leave through the back door, still searching for that snatch of blue. Smiling with a laugh, he stands before you at the bottom of the steps that lead to the garden, holding his hands behind his back as he looks up at you. Vil presses a decorated nail against the edge of his lips, grinning. You try not to let your eyes focus on those lips as they move, teasingly calling out.

“Catch me if you can~”

His laugh is infectious, rendering you sick in its terribly fast spread as you start to smile, rushing forward down the steps. Every step forward you take, he skips back, before he begins to run away in the opposite direction. Unable to and not intending to do anything else, you follow him delightedly.

Casting moonlit shadows and sparkling spotlights down on you two, both of your performances shed, stripping you of your duties as you shrug the burdens off your shoulders and throw your heads back. And laugh into the night. Vil’s voice is musical to your ears, alighting your face aflame every time he sings to you from behind a bush, darting away from your grasp.

“My prince~!”

Running as fast as you’re able, you dash after his cooing words, letting your chuckles run free. Eventually, you sneak up on him, stealthily sidling up behind him, asking carefully beforehand.

“May I hold you in my arms?”

Stiffening, he pauses before nodding coolly. Though he isn’t turned to you, you nod before slipping your arms around his waist. He smells of coal and roses, fire burnt petals and shadows overcast flowers.

“Then...I’ve caught you.”

Almost breathlessly, you whisper, knowing he’ll hear. Vil’s face pinkens to a crimson, flushing at your touch as he pulls out of your embrace. Holding the back of his hand to his mouth, he looks away from you and gently releases your arms from around him.

“...Indeed. Ah, I apologise, I lost my composure. I shouldn’t have teased you like that, you’re the prince after all and I’m...”

Hearing his voice sends your heart aflutter but hearing its notes strike a sadder tone fills your heart with sadness as well. Consolingly, you shake your head, smiling.

“No, it was the most fun I’ve ever had in such a while.”

Your words seem to uplift him, as his crystalline eyes seem to shine a little brighter, their blazing purple gazing deep into yours. Smirking, he crosses a finger to his lips once more, tilting his head to his right.

“Well, I suppose your beautiful eyes must be quite the appraiser since a beautiful jewel like myself has caught your attention so easily.”

The moon casts light from behind his head, brilliantly shining as if he was glowing in the night. Upon his head, there almost seemed to be a crown of starlight, a halo of their shine surrounding his golden hair. Melting at the sight of his smile, you hesitate before reaching out to catch his hand, bowing with perfect posture as you plant a gentle kiss across the back of his palm.

“Then, may I ask for this beautiful gem to join me for a dance?”

Flushing a little, he nods wordlessly and you smile, feeling heat rise to your cheeks once more.

The waltz is slow and sweet as you both dance to the tune of melodic breezes, the air sweetened in fragrance by the aroma of the flower bed surrounding you and Vil’s own scent. His eyes sparkle as brightly as his earrings, but they hold an added edge of fondness that seems to deepen everytime he looks at you. There is a precious silence that hangs around both of you, soft in its touch as caresses your faces. Here, in the comforting emptiness of the garden, you’re both free from the whispers that would follow you. You take a step to the side, in time with the silent music, and feel him step closer. Another step and your heart begins to beat faster. His lips draw closer to yours as you stop dancing, standing still in each other's arms. Gently holding your chin, he pulls you closer and then steals your heart with a kiss, the gap between the two of you closing within a heartbeat. He holds the kiss for a dreamlike moment, drawing it out, as you close your eyes and enjoy the feeling of his lips against yours. A loud bell rings, signalling midnight, causing Vil to gasp. You barely get to open them after he hastily breaks it in a panic since he covers your eyes with his hands. Shaking, he grimaces.

“I’m sorry, my prince. This jewel cannot stay.”

Shoving you to the side, he rushes off, his fluttering marine skirts disappearing to the image of rags.

All that you have left, to remind you that this dreamy mystery beauty existed, is a golden pin shining in the grass, a silent image of a knife stabbing into a heart. Much like how yours is feeling. It was the one that held his bun. Picking it up, you examine it, twirling it around between your fingers, imagining the golden pin against the lighted gold of his hair. You press it against your chest, feeling the beat of your heart still pace quick against it through the fabric of your outfit. You aren’t going to let it end like this. Running after Vil, you dash through the gardens and towards the exit, delighted as you catch the sight of someone else running away. Rags flutter against their body and dark black soot is dusted over their fair hair. But as they turn back and pause at the sight of you, you know it’s Vil. His sparkling makeup is all gone, replaced by tarred marks that smear across his face. His hair is scraggly and thin, his clothes no more than sheets of fabric better suited for beds. But still, his amethyst eyes gaze longingly at you and you take a deep breath and walk closer. Even without the dress, the hair, the makeup, you know what he looks like. Beautiful.

“May I hold you in my arms?”

Your voice is soft and tempting, carefully holding your arms open for him. He looks away, unable to face you.

“Are you sure you even want to, my prince?”

“I know that I don’t want to chase you if you don’t want me to. But if I need to, I will.”

He laughs bitterly, skeptically replying.

“Really… even when your beautiful jewel isn’t as perfectly cut as it should be?”

Walking closer, you don’t let your arms fall.

“I don’t know what you mean. As long as you’re Vil, you’re perfect to me.”

Surprised, he looks at you with wide eyes before sighing.

“Well, you truly do have beautiful eyes. Ones that can see me for the beauty I am.”

Softly, he slips his arms around you and squeezes you into a tight hug. You feel your cheeks burn but your heart swells with happiness. Smiling, you whisper into the wind with a short laugh.

“I’ve caught you, my gemstone.”

♥

#vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst writing #twst vil #this will be small I promise #Sumi Serious #I'm so sorry #I have bad characterisation for Vil #QwQ #you join the fun #whos the snobbiest of us all

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Plant nerds - Jade x Trey

♢As you walk past the Ramshackle dorm, you hear voices speaking from inside. You see Deuce talking with KanSumi as they pin up some writing. Walking closer, you overhear their conversation and glance at the paper. “So... you’re writing stories of us all...?” Confused, Deuce was muttering with his head tilted as KanSumi nodded with a laugh. “Yep~! This one is part of a collection of drabbles we were doing where we picked random people and wrote about them in ships.” “I see... what’s a ship?” They wink at his question, snickering to themself. “Don’t worry about it~ For now though, since requests are non-existent, we’re posting some of our work in hope we’ll grab an audience! Kinda like a portfolio, plus I wanted to figure out how we’re going to do things with multiple dorms.” They sigh wearily, their hijab pin’s jewel glinting in the light as they hang their head. “It took some arguing but we finally decided that it’d just be written by whoever wants to do the prompt unless we get requests for otherwise. This one was by me!” Deuce looks utterly lost but he merely pumps a fist. “I don’t understand it fully...but! It looks like you’re having fun so I’m glad.” They laugh at his response, turning to look at you with a knowing wink. “Well? Care to have a look at our wares?” Blinking, you turn to look at the paper they’re pointing to, reading the short drabble written on it.♢

♣

Jade brushed aside a tree branch before it hit his face, calmly pushing it away with a hand. Trey followed his path, peering around the ground as they walked.

"And you're certain that there are some good patches of blackberries around here?"

A hint of uncertainty wavered within Trey's voice, fluttering with his spiked heartbeat as Jade laughed.

"Ufufufu~ Do you doubt me, Trey-san?"

"No no, not at all. It just seems like this attempt appears to be coming out very… fruitless. "

The pun had been unintentional but he raised an eyebrow as Jade snickered to it all the same, turning back to smile at his senior.

"My, I did not know you were one to joke around with word play."

"Oh really? Have you never seen my names for desserts?"

Tilting his head, Jade shook it, a curious look settling on his face.

"I do not believe so. Your dorm's tea parties are reserved for its students, no? An outsider like me surely wouldn't be welcome."

Trey laughed, an adorable sound that filled Jade's heart with butterflies, and shook his head, folding his arms together.

"Whoever told you that? Guests are always allowed, if anyone says otherwise then you can be my plus one to our next party."

A light blush alighted across Jade's cheeks, which he quickly hid by holding a hand to his lips as if in thought.

"I see. Then I shall gladly take up your offer, Trey-san. If I am able to repay its kindness in any way, then I will."

"No need for that, it's my attempt to repay you for helping me find my ingredients. I hadn't expected you to be kind enough to help."

"Ufufu~ kindness has nothing to do with it."

Stooping low as he spied one of his specimens, a soft smile slipped over onto Jade's face.

"I have come here merely to check on my mushrooms. How wonderfully have they grown."

Trey watched with a subtle smile, drinking in the serene happiness he emanated from just seeing the fungi. Spots of sunlight filtered through the leaves and dotted Jade's turquoise hair like ripples of light in the sea. He nearly reached out to stroke it, quickly stopping himself before it got ripped off. He knew what Jade could do and preferred not to startle him. Instead his gaze flickered to a patch of berries and a wide grin beamed on his own face as he strode over to it.

"Well, lucky for both of us then. I've found my berries."

"How many are you intending to pick?"

Jade watched with widened eyes, surprising as Trey kept piling them into a small bucket he'd been carrying. He laughed, examining a berry before plopping it in with the others.

"As many as this bucket can carry. These are delicious while ripe and I'd like to make quite a few things with them."

"I see. In that case, I will help you."

Blinking as the mermaid began to pick at the berries too, Trey paused, briefly thinking of the deals that Octavinelle was famous for.

"You don't have to-"

As if reading his mind, Jade smirked, leaning in a little closer.

"But I would like to. In return, may I sample a few of the delicious treats you will make? I do enjoy your cooking."

Trey smiled, faintly blushing as he looked away and back at the berries. Their hands were close next to each other, almost touching.

"Of course. Come with me back to my dorm after we're finished."

Jade's own face blushed ever so faintly as their hands brushed against each other and Trey noticed something curious. The smile he normally showed to his beloved mushrooms beamed back at him as heterochromic eyes met golden irises, a soft expression as he replied quietly.

"Gladly."

♣

#jade leech #trey clover #jade leech x trey clover #disney twisted wonderland #ink spill #Sumi Sensible #Deuce Spade (mentioned)#twst writing

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♢~You enter the Ramshackle dorm, following the signpost outside~♢

「Want a story of the school written just for you? Come to the Ramshackle dorm and we will all endeavour to fulfil your requests!」

The hallways are dimly lit as you walk down them, scuttling with the fleeing skitters of spiders. Dust swirls in the air, trailing like a path to a door that bustles with noise.

“A sea cove? Really? Is this you being salty that we didn’t do this in Octavinelle?”

A tired voice rings out from behind the door, clearly in conversation with someone else. You pause, hesitating from knocking, and end up listening a little longer to the voices speaking.

“Oh come oooon~ You know it looks cool! You like it, don’t you Gallidi?”

A separate voice giggles in its reply to the first, addressing a third person. Gallidi is slow to answer, yawning before doing so.

“Yeah... Its really cool. Like we’re under the sea! They gave us a clam bed too...”

A fourth and final voice, higher pitched but older and more powerful than the others, is quick to command in reaction to the statement.

“Gallidi you are not to fall asleep while we are here.”

Gallidi’s voice chuckles deeply, sounding sleepy.

“Yes yes Nee-san~ I won’t...”

Still lively and light-hearted, the second voice pipes up again.

“You like the sea cove thing, right Khattar-nee?”

Sighing loudly, the fourth voice seems to mutter an agreement.

“It’s certainly a really nice touch to the place.”

“Hell yeah!! Three against one Kanto! I, the great Kraitan, win!!”

Kanto, the first voice, groans before starting to laugh.

“Fine fine. Now let’s get ready, I think someone’s here.”

Aptly taking your chance, you knock on the door, entering at the call of Kanto’s excited greeting.

“Come in!”

♤~You enter a room. The first thing to strike you is the immediate ambience it holds. Deep blue light filters in, illuminating a tunnel of dark jutting rocks. At your feet, water rippled and glows with a mysterious aura. Aquamarine blue blends with purple hues, lit up by the rays of light from above. Far away from you, at the end of the ceiling, an opening of streaming bright light spilling in shows you that it is indeed a sea cove. Or just like one anyway. Within mere moments, your eyes notice the projection lines and you realise it was all a holographic illusion. Five chairs sit in a circle, waves of water splashing around their legs in expertly projected animations. Four of them are filled with a student each. You sit on the final one.~♤

A Ramshackle student smiles warmly at you, their dark blue hijab swaying against the silver monocle on their left eye as their turn to you, a navy gemstone embedded into their headscarf’s pin glinting.

“Welcome! This is the Sumi Squad, we’re a writing club that takes requests for NRC fan fiction! It might seem weird, especially since we all have the same name, but I hope you enjoy your time here! We post our works up after we finish them but feel free to drop by for other things too. I’m Kantoku-Sumi, but you can call me KanSumi or Kanto.”

To their left, an Octavinelle student with rich blue eyes and darker blue hair pipes up eagerly, his shark teeth grinning wide.

“Hey! I’m the first year, Sumi Kraitan! But just call me Sumi K or Kraitan. Send all the Octavinelle and Ignihyde requests my way~ Even if you don’t address me, it’ll be my writing anyway.”

The third to speak up is a Savannaclaw student with dark green hair who yawns, drowsily blinking his golden eyes that sit over a row of crocodile scales.

“Hello. I’m Sumi Gallidi... Uhm... I’m in my second year. Also... the name Sumi G or just Gallidi’s better. I write for all the Savannaclaw and Diasomnia requests.”

Finally, the last student speaks, a Scarabia student with dulled puff adder scales under her dark purple eyes and a soft grimace plastered on her face. There is a subtle pride and power to her voice as she adjusts the crown of braids circling the back of her head before speaking.

“Yo. I’m the third year, Sumi Bint Khattar but I will not allow you to call me by that name. Use Sumi B or Khattar. I take Scarabia and Pomefiore.”

As your attention leaves her, Kantoku-Sumi cheerfully grins, taking the centre stage of the introductions once again.

“And I do Heartslabyul and other requests, such as for the NRC staff and RSA students!”

They hand you a piece of paper and pen.

“Write down what you’d like and your name so we can get back to you. You can request anonymously too! We’ll just post it and hope you see it.”

Holding out their hand to you,they grin mischievously.

“So, evil flower, what’ll it be~?“

♢「Link to asks!」♢

♤「Links to rules! Otherwise, search the #rules tag」♤

♧「Links to taglist! Otherwise, search the #tags tag」♧

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♧Rules for requests!♧

What I WILL do:

Request type: ♦ Drabbles (500-1K words) [Have unlimited slots and take quicker] ♦ Short fics (Upto 2-4K) [These have limited slots and take longer] ♦ Headcanons ♦ Poems ♦ Platonic interactions ♦ Interactions with the Sumis Content type: ♦ Common AUs (e.g coffee shop), fandom AUs will depend on if i know it ♦ Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, most things like that. ♦ Reader-insert ♦ MC/Yuu insert ♦ Neopronouns for an MC/Yuu insert. - ♠ Reader-inserts will be in second person thus this option is not available - ♠ Please enter it in full format with each of the five forms like so: [They/Them/Their/Theirs/Themself] -> [Xe/Xir/Xirs/Xirs/Xirself] ♦ Canon x canon (including polys!)

What I WILL NOT do:

♣ NSFW/Smut ♣ Canon x canon ships where: - ♠ A minor is shipped with Leona, Malleus, Lilia or the staff - ♠ Ortho is present in a romantic ship - ♠ The characters are related (e.g Tweels, Shroudcest etc) - ♠ Either of the characters are to be abusive ♣ Birthday asks (as in, characters celebrating your birthday) ♣ Asks that are too OOC and Character hate ♣ Romanticism of bullying or illness ♣ Specific requests that require external research ♣ OC x canon [If I don’t know your OC well I’ll mess it up so...]

Extra tidbits!:

♥ When requesting, try to make sure I know what you’d like. MC and Reader inserts are different from each other. In all requests, please state what relationship you’d like me to try writing. ♥ Specify what gender and pronouns your MC has or I will default to they/them ♥ Reader inserts will always be in second person so you don’t need to specify the gender unless it matters to the prompt. If you would like the reader to be in the more dominant/submissive side of a trope (Reader kabedonning the character vs Character kabedonning the reader) please tell me and I’ll adjust accordingly with pleasure! ♥ MC inserts will be in third person and thus you may tell me a name you wish for me to use if you’d like. Reader inserts do not have this option. ♥ Definitely add a few character traits when asking for either insert! [e.g shy!reader or bubbly and excited MC] Just a suggestion tho, not obligatory ♥ If you’d like a drabble, a short one worded prompt would be best plus the characters included. [e.g Jack x reader cafe drabble] These will only be about one or two scenes. ♥ If you’d like a short fic, you can add a central idea and a longer prompt to guide the plot. [e.g Epel x Deuce on a date riding their magic wheels to the cliffs but Epel falls form his bike. Fluff fic] These will be longer than one scene. ♥ Please be patient with me! I won’t always have time to get onto a prompt and my motivation might dip at times but I’ll try to do what I can to finish your request! That said, feel free to check in on me after two weeks of sending. ♥ No more than three characters in non headcanon requests please! You can use groups like [Dormleaders] or [First years] for headcanons too.

♢There are four muses so each one might have a snippet of dialogue before each piece however! I am only one person writing. Keep this in mind please!♢

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