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I feel that

Okay, uh

I see a lot of morgott x reader, blaidd, godrick and varre stuff

But

Where the hell is the D content

Diallos content

And rogier content

Ik people ship d x rogier but what about those who want them individually even if it breaks the ship

Or D's insane brother hes cute too

ALBERICH??! HELLO?

V Y K E!?

TUMBLR PLS DO YOUR THING

Or did I not scroll far down enough? Either way CMON

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“let’s break up.” with the housewardens ╮

♯— leona, malleus, idia, vil, azul. likes and rbs are appreciated!!

summary: a heated argument leads to the housewardens genuinely hurting you ￫ a break up : requested by @diavolosbaby

cw: gn!reader, angst?? hurt???? unedited

✉︎ leona kingscholar / won’t relinquish his pride

• “let’s just break up,” you say, standing at the edge of his bed. “if you’re not going to even try and apologise, let’s just end this now.”

• in times long gone by you’d be laughing together fervently, bodies tangled between those same sheets, faces so close that your noses would bump and your breaths were shared. now, his bed is neatly made. had ruggie been in this morning, or had he done it himself?

• leona peeks a single eye open in a languid manner, staring you down as though he were sussing something out about you before closing them again, barely stirring, brooding. “fine.” he croaks, voice raspy from lack of use, forcing impassivity as his tail thrashes against his headboard displaying quite the opposite. “end whatever the hell we are, then.”

• your eyes begin to pool as your hands ball into fists, clenching the hem of your sleeves. he couldn’t even say a simple ‘i’m sorry.’ “you’re pathetic, leona.” the ugly feelings are seeping out as tears and cutting words: “you’re a coward.”

• leona is used to chagrin, he’s used to fear and he’s used to hatred from others—but when it’s you, when it’s your voice that speaks to him so cold and contemptuously—something shifts in his core. it’s when you’re already out of earshot he sits himself up with some sort of newfound epiphany, the words you had been waiting for all this time finally running off at the mouth.

• “i’m sorry,” he calls after you, “i’m sorry—” but he knows he’s too late.

✉︎ malleus draconia / can’t forgive himself

• there’s a point in every unsalvageable relationship where both know it’s over. you had been clinging to a semblance, an empty shell of a relationship for much too long; the absence of communication forcing your relationship into a strained stalemate.

• he knows what you’re going to say before you open your mouth, eyes forlorn, cast downwards, devoid their usual shine. “you are breaking up with me, aren’t you.” (it’s less of a question and more of a determiner.) what once was a blue sky thunders with ferocity at your answer, or the lack thereof.

• “i never intended to hurt you. i would move heaven and earth for you. i wouldn’t ever dare—” but he did. he was the architect of his own destruction. the argument had been stupid in the first place—he should’ve kept his childish emotions at bay but instead he raised his voice at you. “i love you.” he tells you not because he’s trying to make you stay, but simply because it’s true, meekly reaching for your hand, slender fingers intertwining with yours loosely before moving to his sides again. his yearning for you is timeless: absolute, unwavering and unconditional. even so, you won’t meet his gaze anymore, and he wracks with devastation.

• “but i understand.” the horizon is suddenly overcast with a murky grey. you know that shade as regret. (malleus loves you, and he will continue to love you, that was beyond doubt—but he can no longer love himself.)

✉︎ idia shroud / refuses to face reality

• “i think we should…” you falter, struggling to find the right words, letting them drown into the whirs of idia’s pc fan. “i don’t want to do this anymore. us.”

• idia’s shoulders sag as he nibbles his bottom lip. “what?” he’s writhing in his seat, vision blurring as he grips onto his controller, pressing down the buttons till they’re jammed. he can’t focus on anything else but the fact that you don’t want to be with him anymore, that he’s crossed the line, that he’s hurt you beyond repair. this relationship isn’t something that can be replayed, it never was—so maybe he shouldn’t have treated it as such.

• his voice becomes a few octaves higher, panicked. “b-but we were doing--… we were doing fine..! the arguments-- the things i said, i-i didn’t mean them, any of it, you know that!” his speed picks up as he continues, as though he’s trying to fit everything he can muster into a short time frame.

• “idia, we have to stop pretending.” you hold him firmly in place, to stop him from hyperventilating on the spot, speaking over his hurried, ceaseless pleas for forgiveness. “you have to stop pretending. the things you said hurt me. you can’t just take them back.”

• he falls silent until you’re at the doorway. when he speaks again his voice is merely a whisper, so small and unsteady you can barely comprehend it. when you do, you become choked.

• idia clings on because he doesn’t know how to let go. “please, don’t leave me.”

✉︎ vil schoenheit / acts until the curtain falls

• if vil notices the dried tear stains that left blotches on your cheeks, he doesn’t mention it. or maybe he didn’t care enough anymore. you pull him away from his peers in the film studies club and for the first time in what may have been weeks, vil’s attention is solely on you. he smiles at you and you know it’s not genuine; attempting to do the same, you feign the experience of the actor before you. “vil, we should stop seeing each other.”

• “are you doing this right here? do i have a say in this matter at all?” he’s smiling with his teeth now, tight-lipped, though keeping it in place is so, so painful. “you’re just going to make this decision for both of us?” when you nod your head, vil no longer bothers to keep up appearances. his smile drops. he’s co-starred in enough coming-of-age romances to know where this leads. he knows what will become of your relationship. “whatever i said to you before-” he’s reaching out to caress you but you catch his hand, stony faced.

• “save it vil. you went too far. we’re finished.” there’s no trace of warmth in your tone. he takes you in properly, noticing your red-rimmed eyes and disheveled state. he knows that that he’s the one to blame for it—the taste of guilt is sour on his tongue. you look defeated, and vil feels his own eyes sting as he takes a step back. he can’t make a rebuttal because he knows you’re right. all he can do is watch you leave. he can’t get a hold of himself, a little faint—he was a mockery of an actor, and made a mockery of a being a good boyfriend.

• he shouts your name, a fruitless final attempt to make things right. you don’t turn once.

✉︎ azul ashengrotto / loses his voice

• “it’s over.” you say, plain as it is, but to the point. you no longer have the energy to sugarcoat things. azul freezes at his desk, pen falling out of his hands and dropping to the floor with a small ‘thud.’ he had seen it coming, just not so soon. he needed more time to prepare, to try and stop the inevitable… but this had been premeditated. your relationship had overrun it’s due course.

• he’s pushing away the negative, self-depreciative thoughts that flood his mind (he doesn’t have the time to think selfishly right now. not when he might lose you), immediately rising from his seat to stand in front of you. he hopes you can’t see the frantic shaking of his hands. “please don’t say that.” it takes everything in him to not let himself break, voice wobbling as he cups your face, looking directly at you. “we can talk, we can find a solution—”

• “we’ve been talking. all we do is disagree. this isn’t a problem you can solve by using a contract or some crappy bargain. i’m not one of your customers.” taken aback by your sudden outburst, his eyes widen, brimming with tears abruptly. “i’m done with you, and this.” you gesture to his office, years worth of his hard work, peeling him off you. he’s scrambling his thoughts together to form a sentence, mouth hung open, but nothing comes. has he lost the ability to speak altogether? he wants to tell you to stay, but his jaw screws shut again. why can’t he speak? is this a curse? why won’t his voice come out when he so badly needs it to?

• he feels himself shatter.

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diasomnia lads

The F4 of Night Raven College indeed.

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[Redacted]/Ren - Sketch…

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주소서 (Pray)

Forgive my evil sins Do you know that, you know that Give me courage, love and wisdom Please give me the light So I can breathe Rely on something so you can live Guide me, who is slowly turning off Please give me the light

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I love you OCs I love you making OCs with friends I love you oc lore I love you sharing oc lore with friends I love you making oc backstories with friends I love you going wild over OCS with friends I love you friends I love you

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This is really great :)

Idk what this genre of horror is but I always find creatures that mimic in horror to be terrifying

— Don't respond

Character(s): Technically Malleus and Lilia

TW: Horror, unreality

Genre: Horror

Notes: Gender neutral MC || This does NOT fit my theme and separators lmao 😭 || There was something continuously knocking on my window while I was writing this and it only stopped when I was adding the separators so I think the world is trying to tell me something. Might be telling me to sleep since it's 4am

I was re reading my ikevamp horror mini series and went, damn, wouldn't it be crazy if I could do this to twst? before realising that I could in fact do this to twst. Anyways, anyone else noticed how overblots seem to gravitate towards the player :) Almost like they're trying to get rid of them :))

Some nights, there is the sound of light footsteps inside the Diasomnia dorm. They're fast, faster than any human's walking speed and yet the movement sounds so leisurely.

The thought that it might be Malleus or Lilia might cross your mind. It isn't unusual for them to be up at this time and Malleus is one who likes to take walks late into the night but it isn't as though you're at Ramshackle to enjoy the night air with him while in his dorm building. Don't let it fool you. It's not Malleus and Lilia doesn't feel so sinister. Very few things ever do.

Don't open the door when you see a shadow pass by the gap between the door and the floor. Not even when you see it pass by a couple more times in quick succession.

Stay on your bed or on any raised surface and do not make any sound that may tell that you're awake. You're chances of making it through the night drop drastically if it finds out that you are. It'll ask if it can come inside then. It knows you're awake then. It knows you can let it in.

Ignore Malleus' voice. Don't respond, it's not him. Don't say anything when his voice asks if you can come with him on a walk. Don't give him permission to escort you if he asks. Don't respond, it's not him.

Don't move when you see ink start to leak in through the space under the door. It reacts to sound. Try and calm yourself too. It likes to explore anything that exudes any form of negative emotion and fear is one of its favourites. It's important now more than ever that you're on a raised surface. It has less of a chance of reaching you then.

Wait. Just wait. When it leaves back through the gap, then you'll hear it. Not the light footsteps from before, but a slight wet sludge and a rumbling growl.

Don't react when it suddenly throws itself at your door. It's testing you; it wants to know if you've lied, if you're still awake and haven't gone to sleep again. Don't scream, don't jolt, don't move any different. Because again it'll know. And this time it won't let you get away.

You've lied to it. It doesn't like liars. But it isn't like you'd have much of a chance if you'd told it the truth from the beginning.

If you make it through the night, congratulations, because you won't feel too safe in the Diasomnia dorms from them on. It certainly doesn't want you to.

Do not repost or claim. Only reblog 💕

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Well, does he?

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SOBBING AND CRYING

JACK THAt’s not how you hold a fucking flute SOB THE BUTTONS-

not me sobbing because this makes me happy since I play an instrument-

BUT trumpets no. I hate trumpet players. frikn losers(/hj). always loud and think they are the best in the group smh for rook, the instrument matches. but RUGGIE. alto sax would have been perfect because every alto sax player I know has been high on crack/sneaky SOB

Also, Floyd playing a saxophone without a strap 💀 this man saving his neck but his thumb is going to be in severe pain 💀

(images from this lovely person )

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I swear this fucking fandom is drinking their dumb-dumb juice too often for my liking.

Let’s talk a little about The Phantom Bride, possibly one of my favorite event. You know why? Because it’s supposed to be a comedy. 

Back in its first run in JP Server in 2020, this was possibly the best event pre-Pomefiore. It’s possibly the funniest event so far and I know Eliza is not everyone’s favorite, but gosh darn, she steals the show.  Like remember in Frozen when Anna wanting to marry Hans and Elsa said “you can’t marry someone you just met”? Yeah, Eliza is basically Anna but take it to the extreme because Idia doesn’t want to get married. Really, Eliza is just making her “Imagine marring your favorite TWST boys prince charming” headcanons come true? Eliza is the parody of the classic “love at first sight”, and the dev managed to make it so entertaining.

But of course, once it comes to the EN Server, it suddenly become a massive problems. Yeah, I don’t see anyone complaining back in 2020, why are we complaining about it now? 

But let’s see one of the biggest complaint:

“The boys are so rude for not wanting to save Idia.”

To start this, I want you to imagine this: Imagine you have a group project and there is this one kid. The kid was always in class but they never talked to anyone, preferring to text rather than speak. You never talk to the kid or at least rarely but they seemed to be scared at you when you’re trying to be friendly. When the team already agree on the date of when you’re gonna do the project, that kid didn’t come, but prefers to go through zoom call when they can just come…? And the reason why? It’s because they don’t like group project and a shut-in like them don’t do well with crowd. When you tried to argue, they screamed back. But, it the end, you managed to finished your project with a B+ and you still write the kid’s name so he would also get a grade and doesn’t repeat class. But the kid said: “this project suck.”

Okay, you got that? How would you feel about it? Annoyed? Frustrated? Hurt? Surely this would put a damp to your relationship, right?

Now, go read Idia’s ceremonial robe vignette. With Idia shut-in nature, imagine how hard is for others to talk to him. Riddle had to use reverse psychology to make him go to the entrance ceremony. In addition, read Ortho’s ceremonial robe vignette, because it covers the same story but from Ortho’s POV.

Okay, but that’s too far, let’s just look at the main story, from Prologue to Octavinelle. Have we ever see Idia anywhere? Well, we see his tablet twice, once in the entrance ceremony and the second time in the housewarden meeting. Considering both meetings are important, why can’t Idia go there in full body? If this is a real school, this will only bring your reputation down.

So, if we can’t imagine the whole canon cast, go with the smaller scale with the housewarden. Imagine their feeling when one of you don’t come to your meeting? Heck, even Leona, the lazy lion who sleep in the botanical garden and repeated year just because he doesn’t want to come home, actually attend the ceremony and the housewarden meeting. “oh but Malleus also doesn’t come.” Yeah, because he wasn’t invited. This can be a pass for Malleus who doesn’t know, but Idia knows but deliberately decides to only come through VC when he can just get out of his room.

Again, question: will you still willing to help this kind of kid if they’re ever get in trouble?

If yes, then I salute you, but I know many who wouldn’t do it because the sour relationship.

This is the base of The Phantom Bride. This is the cast’s current relationship with Idia. Can you really blame them for not wanting to save someone they barely know?

It’s even said in the event on Chapter 5! And you still blame them for not wanting to save Idia?

(Twisted Wonderland Wiki, English Server)

(Kibadreams’ translation back in 2021, Japan Server fantranslated)

Okay, but they did ended up trying to save him. But with Eliza high standard and nobody really knowing what to do (what do you expect them to do? Acting like your TWST x Reader headcanons?), they got slapped.

And this is Idia’s respond:

(Kibadreams’ translation back in 2021, Japan Server fantranslated)

Now, raise your hand if you don’t feel offended or hurt. Can you really still blame the other students for not wanting to save Idia? He’s fucking lucky that Ace, Riddle, Epel, and Rook still want to try and actually succeeded.

Idia is not completely innocent. He’s not your uwu otaku gamer boy. Because he rarely go outside his room, even in important events, his relationship with others is flimsy at best and nonexistent at worst. And when other tries their best to help him with limited resource and knowledge, he calls them “useless”. Again, can you really still blame the other students for not wanting to save Idia?

Do I also need to remind you that, putting aside they’re inspired by villains, that all of them are teenagers? This is what teenagers would normally do! They often act selfish because it’s what make them happy and they can hold grudge or sulk pretty long when it doesn’t go their way. Just, imagine your teenage years and imagine interacting with someone like Idia.

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She arrived! Im so like enamored how my art translated to charms 🥺

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Me concocting the worst meme you'll ever see

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Hello twst likers.

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This SERVES

Malleus in a My Immortal AU 📓

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👁 see U 💖

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Sometimes you just gotta roll up your sleeves and help the village

you ever get so desperate for content from a kinda-sorta small fandom that you start contemplating actually creating stuff of your own instead of lurking like usual? cause same.