#overblot idia x reader

[forcebewitht]

Hey, since book 6 has been out in English for a while, could we possibly see an Overblot!Idia x reader? I really love the idea of him dramatically taking off the mask he has on to kiss the reader.

A Dance With Death (Overblot!Idia Shroud x MC!Reader)

(Artwork by: Trashochist on Deviantart, X (Twitter), and Instagram)

(Possible TW: Slight yandere implications, stalking, manipulation, branding)

…The time had finally come. All of the trials and tribulations that you had gone through. The pain and strife that had overtaken you in just a few short days. It had all led up to this. The kidnapping of your beloved companion, Grim. The destruction of the Ramshackle dorm. The kidnapping of those who had Overblotted that you had helped through their trauma and developed bonds with overtime. The kidnapping of even the Headmaster of Night Raven College himself. The entirety of these events had thrown Night Raven College into turmoil.

And that was just what excited Idia even more. He had been watching curiously since the very first moment you had arrived at the institution. I mean- a student that didn’t have any magic? Yet arrived within a coffin here to a school of magical students? It was unheard of- and just that alone excited him. This excitement only grew once the Overblots started. His family and organization, S.T.Y.X., had been all over the research of Overblotting for years. But now, after all of this time, someone so close to him (in the school, that is-) was at the forefront of a handful of Overblots? It was far too perfect of a chance to pass up with that new Ramshackle prefect. The plan was sprung, footage and data gathered. He knew that they were going to come for their beloved friends- they were just so cool like that. Literally a superhero in disguise, an underdog that soon had risen to be one of the top dogs within the school. There was a lot of promise with them- no. Not a promise. This was the work of the Fates themselves, he believed. The Fates themselves had led someone to him. Someone powerful. Someone strong. Someone capable of protection. Someone…that could get him back what he had lost all of those years ago.

There they were. Descending down to the depths of Hell that he himself had wrought. They looked horrible- worn for wear, really. To think, these oh so powerful figures from Pomefiore, Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Scarabia, and Octavinelle, alongside the hero of the school themselves, would be bashed and broken already from mere secondary bosses? They wouldn’t stand a chance against this final boss. Idia grinned beneath the mask that he wore, his arms folding over themselves as the Blot around his figure billowed with every breath he took. He could feel the immeasurable power coursing through his veins- and the normally pessimistic male found himself growing rather cocky the more they walked forward. His golden gaze soon landed upon his hero- his knight in shining…well, uniform. He soon was speaking, his arms outstretched as the flames protruding from his figure began to blaze brighter- hotter.

“Bum bum buuummmm~! Our heroes have finally arrived to the final boss battle! But uh ohhhhhh~ looks like they didn’t level enough, now did they~?”

You found yourself gritting your teeth at Idia above. Already, Vil, Rook, and Epel were readying themselves at your side. The rest soon followed, the weapons they had gained during their prior fights with the Overblot Beasts being raised and ready to overwhelm Idia’s Blot. Idia began to cackle, raising his hands in mock surrender.

“Uh ooohh~! Eheheheheheheeeee~! They found the special gear~! But that’s really not gonna do much, you guys! Totally on top of my game, y’know~? These HP and attack stats are through. The. ROOF!”

With his words, Idia’s Overblot Beast, Ortho, began to unleash a flurry of attacks upon you and your party, forcing all of them to scatter across the area. The Beast seemed to know precisely what to do- orders most likely given before this entire fiasco began. You began to find yourself being slowly but surely separated from everyone else thanks to the Beast’s targeted attacks. This separation was key- this was what Idia wanted. He watched as you eventually were cornered entirely, exactly where he wanted you. Once more, a grin spread out under his mask. You looked so cool and tough despite all of this neverending pressure, still shouting out commands for the others to work together to defend themselves, each other, or deflect the attacks his Beast was allowing itself to barrage them all with. He soared downwards until he was finally just before you. You had jumped back slightly upon noticing him approaching, but there truly was nothing that you could use at this time to defend yourself with. He leaned forward, his clawed hands now pressing themselves to either side of the wall beside your head.

“There you are~! The hero themselves~! The shining star of the hour- no, the entirety of Night Raven College~! This is our final stage, (Y/N)! Isn’t it thrilling~?”

“Idia, this is absolutely crazy! You are going to wind up killing us all with thi-”

A clawed finger pressed itself against your lips as he shifted, shushing you gently as he rolled his glowing amber eyes.

“Okay, listen- babe. (Y/N). Baby. Babycakes. Sweetheart. Sweetie pie. Wonder Student. I’m gonna stop you riiigghhtt there, actually- because I know. I know about the whole thing. But you’re gonna be my hero, you know~? You are going to save a life- just like you’ve been doing! So, it’s all good, ‘kay~?”

You began to attempt to protest, but you soon found yourself being swept into Idia’s arms and pulled about. The crazed Overblotted Idia now began to waltz with you despite all of the destruction around the both of you. He sighed blissfully, his eyes burning ablaze with a fiery passion- it was unnerving. He leaned forward once more, now beginning to hush into your ear through that glowing mask he wore.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment, (Y/N). The countless hours I have spent watching and studying your damn near every move…I know your exact schedule bit by bit, y’know, ehehehehee~ I mean, with you and your coolness, you never know when you’re gonna stop another Overblot, honestly. But that coolness that you have doesn’t matter down here- and y’know why~?”

Your eyes soon widened considerably as you felt Idia grab onto your arm. One of his clawed fingers now was set ablaze with a small, blue flame. His grip was tight- commanding in every sense of the word. The flame began to trace itself upon your flesh as he continued to speak- ignoring your cries and attempts to struggle away from him.

“I know everything about you. I have seen your struggles. Your pain. I mean, separated from your home, whatever friends and family you had before…and thrust into a world of magic without any magic yourself. You have been left in the cold by the Fates themselves to fend for yourself. You struggle simply to survive from day to day without any money here…you struggle to maintain your cool and calm composure and keep people like those Heartslabyul first years and the little guy in line…and you then have to deal with the rantings and ravings of spoiled brats like those that Overblotted and, despite wanting for it all to just end, have to buck yourself up instead and keep them from ending it all? It is just an endless cycle of pain, regret, and a loveless life that you have fallen into.”

The more Idia spoke and you felt that flame burning upon your arm, the more you found yourself getting lost into the swirling golden pools upon his sleek, pale, oddly handsome face that were his eyes. For the first time since you had arrived here…you actually genuinely felt seen. You felt heard. Oddly enough, from someone that you had truly rarely seen outside of his own room within the confines of the school itself. Your own gaze finally shifted down to your arm as his finger retracted. He had burned the insignia of his family’s company, S.T.Y.X., onto your flesh. He blew out the fire on his finger, now grinning once more wickedly beneath his mask as his clawed hands now seized you by the waist once more, pulling you into his deadly embrace.

“I know, I know. I know it hurts. All of that going on and absolutely nothing to ever truly be gained from it all…well, my Wonder Student…that’s gonna end for you right now. With what I just gave you…you are mine. And when you’re mine, you have a purpose. You will be protected, provided for. No longer shall you be within the confines of a cage and hidden away in the shadows- you shall be the bright and shining star in our tale- and properly get those monetary stats and all of that raised~!”

Idia’s hand whisked over his face- where that mask was nestled. The mask faded away, revealing his pearly white, razor sharp teeth. They glistened at you as it felt Death was grinning at you- which it essentially was. His royal blue lips curled upwards into a wicked grin as he tugged you even closer to himself, now leaning all of the way forward towards you.

“C’mon~”

He began to pull you with him once more, twisting and turning your body with himself. His clawed hands trailed up and down your figure within your shared dance of destruction, his thoughts split between what he would do with you now that you belonged to him…and that of his brother’s life that you soon would pull up from the depths of the Underworld for him. You all would be a family together- and that only seemed to excite him further as his motions grew swifter, yet sly. He soon had you dramatically dipped, and his lips captured yours in a warm, passionate kiss…thus beginning your true dance with death.

~End~

[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#659 BOOYAH!AHAHA!

What IM SURE...will happen after Idia's OB, After the Masquerade event...and Towards Book 7...

-P.E Class-

Idia*Still Feeling Sore from having to climb all of Noble Bell's stairs and putting ice packs on his legs* I don't know about you, but I'm getting all funned out of these adventures...

Yuu*Sees off into a distance the sky becoming cloudy with green thunder and lighting* Uh-oh...

Idia*On the grass, Eyes closed* Don't tell me, We're about to have Malleus overblot...

Yuu: Yep.

Idia: Sharp giant thorns all over NRC?

Yuu: Most likely.

Idia*Taking a deep breath and opening his eyes* Bring it on.

Reaching the ears of everyone in NRC....they heard someone ...giving an excited war cry?... That sounded oddly like Idia

Idia: Boo-yah! Whoo!

[twistedwonderlandobsession]

Yuu: God gives his strongest battles to his toughest warriors

Rollo: Amen

Yuu: I am not one of them please dear God make it stop

[alexisomnias]

— TELL YOU I LOVE YOU. . . | twst

⤷ he'd be a pine tree (— pining trope)

characters | OVERBLOT BOYS

! RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS         -  knees brushing against each other, leading to deep breaths and giddy feels.

riddle is hopelessly in love with you, to the point its distracting. seriously? how could he let his feelings grow this large to the point he can't even simply go near you without his mind running off to a romantic version of your real relationship. oh, how riddle hopes that daydream would one day become real, but for now. he needs to get back on trac-

"riddle? are you okay?" your voice raises, cutting through and silencing his voice playing loops in his head. he blushes, his hair color blending to his face as his breath catches. stomach churning nervously as he feels your skin brush against his, a blockage in his throat as his head pounds nervously. how much he really wants to hold your hand now, or wrap his arms around you... (when was he so touch starved...?)

"y-yes.. im perfectly fine. thanks for your concern." he nods, gazing away, afraid that even a few more seconds of meeting your eyes would cause the butterflies in his stomach to explode from inside out. why couldn't he just be straight up about his feelings...

! LEONA KINGSCHOLAR        -  taking care of them in the shadows

leona was a blunt man. always straight to the point, and uncaring of others first opinions on him. but with you? oh it seems like nothing that ever comes out of his mouth is honest! its not like he lies to you, its just that he never finishes his full thought. "stop dragging me into trouble" i don't want to see you hurt, "why are you touching me?" you could've asked...

so, what better way of getting out his feelings to anybody but the true object of affection? well simply let himself lie in your shadow. for all those in front of you too gaze and know for, but for you? you won't see the slight affection and care that seeps into his gaze, nor will you know that behind the scenes he is ensuring your life upon arriving to Twisted Wonderland will be nothing but easy and like royalty. for he does not want to ever see you struggle.

so he'll be in your shadow. for him to follow you and love you, for everyone else to see that love except you... until he decides to appear before you once the sun comes out and he's ready to open himself to that level of vulnerability, to step out of the dark and show his face.

! AZUL ASHENGROTTO        -  digging in their interests so that you have common topics to talk about

it was quite well known that azul has many connections, many ways to get information and to utilize it. his office is like an archive for all secrets and importance. but for that section of his brain, it holds everything about you. from silly daydreams, to just everything you like and what could make you happy. he truly had an entire library of thoughts and knowledge dedicated to you only with a key to those who break into his heart whether he'd like it or not. floyd and jade, being two, never left him alone about it.

it was no secret to his two friends that azul was a simp, he'd die before admitting it, but its true! he was utterly floored everytime you smiled at him, everytime you greeted him first. he was down-bad to the point he'd of made it to the bottom of the Mariana trench. Azul only wanted to make you happy, and get to know you better. even if he had no chance to call you a lover, this was far more than enough. so he got into all your interests so he had a common interest with you, no matter how wild, he'd end up loving it because you love it. and he loves you.

! JAMIL VIPER        -  Instant butterflies when you call out their name

"jamil!" you called excitedly, waving him over with a beautiful, utterly handsome smile on your face.

jamil was used to his name being called. from Kalim to the servants in the house. it is common knowledge to know a servant would get his name called, for an order of sorts. to be told. but with you? oh it was so so different... normally everytime his name was called he'd be filled with dread. what would he have to do next? but with you? it is filled with such euphoria. your calling him, you want to talk to him, you want to see him. its such a strange thing to jamil on how his name being called could be so different. from just a simple tone, simple vocal difference. how is it so different everytime you call his name?

jamil would be ready to walk no mattered distance if he could meet you again. ugh.... how did he end up this deep in love? he's merely in high school...

! VIL SCHOENHEIT        - having your every little thing memorized 

vil schoenheit was an actor. master of memorizing lines, and routines of all sorts. and yet, he is also a master of memorizing you. from your lovely smile, to your hair, to your hypnotic eyes. vil has it all remembered as if he's going to chisel an exact replica of you as a statue. this memory of his helps him realize every little emotion you have. your lips are a little bit more curved, are you okay dear? your hair is not in its usual style? what brought up this change? oh you must've gotten new clothes, he's never seen this outfit before.

all of which are in effort of loving you. he truly never thought he'd find the day where of he'd care so much for someone that every bit of them is put into memory. every touch, feeling of skin put into his mind like a note sheet. notes upon notes about every little thing he notices about you... and if you catch him staring..?

"vil? do i have something on my face? you've been staring for a while..."

"oh no, there's nothing there. just noticing the beauty that's made its mark."

! IDIA SHROUD       - dropping everything at their messages

idia wasn't the type for social interaction, in fact any sorts of it he would immediately ditch on. for even if he gets a messaged it would be left on read for weeks, but with you? oh its like theres a personal alarm set for himself! every message, or call you make is received right away. like an update for a game or show, he sees it right away and it immediately leaves him feeling giddy...

for an introvert, anti-socialist, like him. it was unfamiliar to get such a wonderful sensation upon being talked to... being noticed... having someone contact him first, willingly? oh how it felt like the world flipped itself for him, and complied to his wills and wants. and those wants? oh its to call you his... but i guess he got too far caught into the selfshipping delusions for he doubts you'll ever love him above online friend (he's to nervous to meet you face to face. you're so ethereal).

when the notification goes off, the typing bubble immediately comes up. hes not missing your message for the world.

! MALLEUS DRACONIA        - rambling about something you love and all they do is stare at them lovingly

malleus is completely, and totally infatuated with you. every word you speak, every breath you take it has him at the edge of his seat. ready to love and adore whatever you do next. he thinks everything you do is lovely, and worthy of adoration. he especially loves when you tell him about whatever interests you may have. Malleus absolutely adores listening to you.

please, tell him about anything and he'll listen so devotedly. how he loves knowing your comfortable enough around him to tell him and talk about your interests, whether from Twisted Wonderland, or from your world, "earth". anything and everything you tell him he is so ready to listen and learn. its coming from you, its something you consider important. so its only natural he listens.

and when you do rant, he stares and listens. looking at you like your the only thing in his universe, a beautiful sunset of which he's never laid his eyes upon before. a gift given by the world for him to love and cherish. and he'll learn everything about this treasure he has the pleasure of knowing. so... child of man, tell him more.

[sqvishii]

its 11:50 pm right now but thats not stopping me

so, you find a way back home from twst right? just before the day you were about to leave, here are the ones i think would break the dark mirror to never let you leave (yandere twst boys)

ACE! oh, dear. he loves you too much to let you go. he was the first one you became friends with, right? no way you're leaving him just like that.

JADE & FLOYD! jade and floyd. jade AND floyd. no way they're just letting you leave that easily, the moment you visit the dark mirror, it's already broken.

JAMIL! you were the only one who understood his pain, his suffering and his want of becoming first instead of that spoiled brat kalim. he wouldn't give you away for anything in the world.

IDIA! well, he'll order ortho to go and break the dark mirror, if his little brother says no? just a little coding and he'll say it again, making sure his brother follows his orders. you were the only person he really saw as a friend, like, physical, friend. he doesn't know how to cope if you were gone, he'll be that shut-in loser all over again.

MALLEUS! what else did you expect? you didn't fear him, didn't even run away whenever he walks over to you while other students do. you're one in a million, and he doesn't want to let you go.

OVERBLOTS! just wanted to add them / self-explanatory teehee :3

share me your thoughts on this!!

[eynnwwyjth]

Overblots: Talking about feelings is important.

Yuu: ....

Overblots: I won’t do it, but you definitely should. You seem a tad bit stressed.

[yanmaresu]

Any chance you could continue this with an overblot Idia sketch

I've been wanting to continue the overblot povs for a while! It's just that I hadn't really read chapter six until now haha thanks for reminding me ( ´ ω ` )

Now, just to clear some confusion, this drawing can be considered like an alternate ending to the previous post.

[lemon-koii]

Overblot gang gives you cursed cakes

☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆♡

Riddle Rosehearts

Leona Kingscholar

Azul Ashengrotto

Jamil Viper

Vil Schoenheit

Idia Shroud

Malleus Draconia

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pt2 pt3 pt4

(Had to go to google for vil's last name..)

[calcifiedunderland]

Pride & Prejudice: A TWSTed AU

ft. Overblot Gang x GN Reader

“It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single leader in possession of power, fortune, and intellect, must be in want of a partner.”

“Pfft-“ you snorted to yourself, flipping through the pages. “What kind of story is this?”

Earlier that day, you and Grim had decided to clear out one of the rooms at Ramshackle. After a brief jump-scare from Crowley (who showed you how to make furniture out of a magic hammer?), the two of you were now on your way to making a ‘Guest Room.’ Finally, gone were the days of your friends groaning about your dusty couch and cobweb-filled living room!

But that also meant that the boxes in the room had to be moved out. Most of them held thread-bare cloth and other dusty knickknacks, but a few held books that looked as though they hadn’t been held in ages. Out of sheer curiosity and boredom (and the fact that Ramshackle had no internet whatsoever), you cracked open one of them and started reading, with Grim snoozing soundly on your lap.

“What are you reading, Prefect?” One of the Ramshackle ghosts wafted to you, resting on the armchair back behind you. You turned the book to read the cover, frowning, “Prejudice and Pride, by Jean August. It’s kind of ridiculous.” You ran a hand over the dusty cover, “I think we had something like this in my world, too.”

The ghost immediately grinned, “I remember this from when I was alive!” He dove in front of you, taking the book and flipping through it at phantom speed. “This was one of our required readings! Ah, you living folk miss out on the classics,” he sighed wistfully. “Here, this was the best part!”

You took the book and read through it. It seemed to be a love confession, where the main male lead was telling the female lead how much he ‘ardently admired and loved her’ and failed miserably.

“Wow, that’s cringe,” you winced, skimming the page. “And also unrealistic. I mean, who falls in love with someone they hate? And who starts a love confession with ‘you suck, but I love you anyway I guess’? Why the hell would they think that would even work?!” You and the ghost laughed, and continued reading together.

~•~

“The Prefect is… interesting, but not enough to tempt me!”

He remembered telling his dorm mates this exact phrase, after bristling at a group of underclassmen gossiping amongst themselves. It was no secret that you and he were close - after several overblots at school, it would’ve been impossible not to be. At least, that’s what he kept telling himself. It wasn’t like he laid awake at night, thinking about you right? How ridiculous would that be!

Meanwhile in his room, several hours later, the young dorm leader frowned, feeling restless. It was already close to sunrise, but he wasn’t able to drift off to sleep despite the exhaustions that came with leading an entire dorm. Instead of sleep and his impending responsibilities, his mind drifted.

Over the school year, he’d been able to push down his feelings (Sevens knew it was easy, and his overblot proved it), but now, it was impossible to deny it. This will not do, he thought, huffing irritably and sitting up in bed, absently rubbing his temple.

In vain, he’d struggled. But it couldn’t be denied, and despite his best and fiercest efforts to negate it, his feelings couldn’t be repressed. You’d proven yourself to be an unrelenting figure at Night Raven College - someone who he thought would be insignificant compared to his talent and renown. And yet. And yet.

Somehow you’d wormed your way into his life, to where it hurt to think of you as insignificant. Because how could an extraordinary person like you ever be insignificant? In his pre-overblot days, he was stubborn and yet still too prideful to even consider another way of thinking. But then you came along, and made him question everything, from previous prejudices to his own bittersweet pride.

You, who fell unceremoniously out of a coffin during the sorting ceremony with a little blue fiery cat, and scurried around the school running errands and odd jobs. You, who was once a passing glance, who became one of the things in the school he looked forward to seeing the most. You, with your heart of gold unshaken by the trials and tribulations thrown at you, day after day.

The feeling dawned on him, settling heavily and uncomfortably in their entire being. As the sun began rising, his mind reeled and he closed his eyes, the light bathing his room in a soft, pleasant glow. A warmth enveloped the room, but then a sudden chill ran down his spine. It was then, that he realized it:

He truly and ardently admired and loved you.

Now, he simply had to tell you so.

~

Now, dear Prefect, take his hand:

The Rose Red Tyrant: R. Rosehearts

The Usurper from the Wilds: L. Kingscholar

The Merchant from the Depths: A. Ashengrotto

The Schemer of the Scalding Sands: J. Viper

The Beautiful Tyrant: V. Schoenheit

The Keeper of the Underworld: I. Shroud

The Ruler of the Abyss: M. Draconia

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notes: i really hope this wasn’t too cringe towards the end with the P&P refs but here we go! Seven chapters to plan AH, I can’t believe I twst-ified jane austen 💀

Chapters are coming soon!! A few are in the works!

Thank you to everyone who was interested in this idea!! What started as some brainrot has become bigger brainrot lmao, I fully appreciate it~

Take care shrimpies!!

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(If your user is in bold, I wasn’t able to tag you for some reason 😅)

[kimbap-r0ll]

Could I request the overblot boys with an s/o who makes them several snacks and desserts based on their aesthetic? So like, Riddle gets a lot of rose-themed and/or strawberry snacks.

Hi, sorry this took me a while! Just like the other overblot requests, I do the NA server so no chapter 7 yet!

Overblot boys get snacks from their s/o

Riddle

He would appreciate any kind of gift you give but seeing how much thought you put into it would really make him melt

Expect him to definitely go through that snack package faster if it's around the same time as exams

I think he would for sure have rose-themed things or, for his interests, hedgehogs!

Leona

He won't show it like most of his other emotions, but he will be super grateful. How will he show it? Being nicer to you instead of picking on you haha

He eats it through quickly, mostly because he uses so much energy he just eats a lot

I do think his theme would be unironically lion-related, but he would like things related to chess bc he really likes it

Azul

Eternally grateful, he quite literally hugs you to the point you wonder if you broke any ribs haha

Similar to Riddle, he'll go through it quickly if it's around the same time as exams. However, on other occasions, he will finish it slowly, taking one snack per day.

Please make it octopus themed or related to antique coins because he loves those things

Jamil

He surprised you decided to give him something because he feels like he should be giving you more. Either way, he tells you you shouldn't have gone through the work but he's super grateful

He tends to take time with snacks, but depending on his stress levels he may eat them faster

Make them themed to snakes but for his interests, parrots! He apparently really likes those birds so it might be cute

Vil

He doesn't snack often but he really appreciates the time and thought you put into making the gift for him. He will accept it graciously

He may give you something similar in return and he will finish the snacks super slowly

Make it themed royalty aesthetics or to films or theater, he'll love the little references you put here and there for them

Idia

He LOVES snacks, and just how much thought you put into them makes him melt on spot. He will be eternally grateful too

He definitely finishes them quickly because he will use snacks as meals and eat them while he's busy either with his studies or with video games

Make them themed to somethign techy for his aesthetic but the games and tv shows he likes if you wanna make it related to his hobbies!

[twisted-wonderland-memories]

“I am the real monster, not you.”

Dorm Leaders [minus Kalim and Malleus] x Reader who hides their ‘Execution Magic’

You fooled the magic mirror that you are basically magicless but is that all the mirror can say? You evenly made sure that the mirror won’t sense a dark secret that you possessed. You hide it for a pure reason:

One, you think it is NOT magic. It's an overblot magic that you happen to got that gift from a kind phantom who saved you.

Two, your abilities KILLS people if you are not careful that is.

Three, you can protect other people but you prefer to do the mission alone.

Lastly, you are immune to overblot except if you KILL someone who has innocence.

In summary: You are immune to overblot, however, if you kill a innocent person YOU will overblot as a punishment. You can however protect someone from the Phantoms.

You are gifted with Execution Magic (however, you perfect NOT to say how you got it), however there is one catch. You need to never use it for murder of threatening people, if by any chance that you use it to break the personal rule you will overblot immediately. The only time you can do that is when you are fighting overblots aka phantoms. Because of that you are forced to keep this ability very hidden by making yourself act like a useless magic person on purpose.

But one day you accidentally let your abilities out in front of them, how will they take it?

CW: Spoilers from Book 6. (Kalim won’t be here for now especially Jamil since they would just be neutral about you.), also it would be a bit short since inspiration dries faster.

Riddle Roseheart

Riddle once insulted you and your status, but you simply just forget and forgive him just because you know that you need to understand him and the other before casting judgement on them. Tho much to Riddle’s confusion since he noticed something was a bit off from you, he thinks that it was just him but he swore that he sense magic from you.

He one day confronts you about it in a very private tea party, you accepted the invitation. But you were surprised that he asked you this question:

“Is it really true that you….have magic?”

“…”

Riddle was surprisingly the first out of everyone to noticed such a aura, “I don’t call it magic-“

“Then…why can I sense that you HAVE magic?”

Before you had a chance to reply a lurking phantom that was passing by and it was right behind you, Riddle tried to protect you but in a blink of an eye he saw a shadowed gun and aim it behind you finishing off the phantom in one shot. Riddle was stunned and yet, “That is not magic….its overblot magic….” You said before putting the shadowed gun away.

Yeap, Riddle has more than one questions. Sure it looked amazing but something tells him that something was NOT right, and yet the thought of killing an innocent someone and overblot as consequences is honestly frightening than what he has experienced. He does admit mentally that you had magic, but he has to remember that you are pretty much the last resort if the battle against overblots or phantoms goes south.

Leona Kingscholar

He smell that you had no magic, but after his overblot Leona noticed that you do have magic. If he remembers clearly he saw how Riddle goes to you about a strategy and yet he swore he heard

“Last Resort.”

Tho it might be his imagination, but it wasn't ever since the aftermath of his own overblot. If you THINK that Leona would ignore that you don't have magic but now he knows but prefers to keep it silent since it is not his business, tho he did manage to confirm one when he once talk to Riddle in private about you.

"Oi herbivore. Explain this."

"This?"

"You had no scent of magic, and yet you had magic."

"..."

Yeap he has alot of question is the FIRST THING he has on his mind but would obviously not initiate it, however when you once protected him from an incoming overblot attack, he knew that something is wrong with you and will find the right timing to ask you questions but observation is the first thing he would do before going to ask you the question. Its not that it would affected his life, its more likely he is concerned for you the moment he realize the worse case scenario.

You may not know this but Leona secretly kept tabs on you from time to time in the shadows, its only fair since you did save his life.

Azul Ashengrotto

Ever since you made the contract with Azul, the Leech Twins are SURPRISINGLY quiet about the hidden info about you. Which to him it was very weird and yet they say that it was basically unrelated to the contact, but after his overblot…. Azul notice that you have been hiding something from him, he too can sense that you had overblot magic and yet he was in denial.

“Im sure that Perfect is not hiding something dangerous from me right…….”

“….”

“RIGHT?”

Part of him wants that magic, but most of him thinks that it was highly dangerous considering that those kinds of magic are strictly forbidden in Twisted Wonderland, not only that it also makes Azul wanting to find out the background of your origins with overblot magic, sevens forbid if he finds out that the worse case scenario aka losing you is something that he fear the worse especially when you did save his life by executing his phantom behind him.

Azul does fear you, but wants to also be there for you.

Vil Sheonheit

Vil thinks that you are just a normal potato, no offense. But he did not notice your overblot magic since he as alot of task that needs to be finished. But when he learned this was right in front of him when you shielded him from a fatal attack from the phantoms.

“Perfect, what is the meaning of this?”

“?”

“How can you wield magic when its not even….-“

“Its overblot magic, I know.”

He evenly tried to ask Rook and Epel if they can sense magic from you, but they did not but him and the others. Yet that alone would give him even more questions, after all wouldn’t that mean that your life will soon be in danger? Will your situation will be the same as Grim who too had lost control? Either way he needs to make sure that you don’t overwork yourself in doing most of the protection, tho what would inspire Vil is the tiniest of motivation that you can handle it with ease.

When you point out to Vil that no matter the cost you can brave it with a strong look on your face, Vil secretly admits that you are beautifully strong despite the consequences of your actions especially if you are scared of that fate.

Idia Shroud

One you can’t fool Idia, he knows who you are and the information he got is ten times scarier than he could ever do, worse case scenario is that he doesn’t want the other STYX members to capture you for research. He almost overblotted before Vil and the others came and yet he can sense you skills as a fighter gives him the red flags on not to mess with you.

But when he comes face to face with you, he soon understands why you are a real threat to the phantoms, titans are pretty similar to your case but Idia would needs to do something that no one would ever try.

“What is this?”

“Overblot suppressants.”

Idia did give you a check up on the experiments before, and the test results are normal but Idia’s eyes did not fool him the moment you slowly lose control to defeat a powerful phantom. Because of that Idia is kinda like your source of overblot information, but you need to make a deal with him by sacrificing giving Grim to Idia or offer to play his favorite games with him.

Little did you know, Idia was also making sure that your condition is not worsen.

In all summary:

They will be worried about you when you turn into a overblot yourself, the worse case scenario is that “you leaving them” is something that they won’t allow it to happen.

The worriest of the bunch is probably Vil and Riddle

The isnt worried but kept it well hidden is Leona and Azul

The one who would keep tabs about you is Idia secretly

But you did reassure them that you will be fine despite everything you had witness.

[random-twst-things]

//use of the F word//

Mc/Y/N/Yuu: *sigh* for five minutes.... 🙂

Mc/Y/N/Yuu to all of NRC: Can you guys stop Overbloting?

Mc/Y/N/Yuu: *Takes deep breath*

Mc/Y/N/Yuu: FOR FIVE FUCKING MINUTES?!?!

[luxthestrange]

TWST!Memes #65

Post-Overblots be like-

[cup1dt3a]

A deal you say?

summary: In a odd turn of events seemingly from how magicless you are you could possibly be their one way ticket out of this place. Do you still want to continue on travler their is no turning back after this point on?

“ So have you come to apologize or just come crying back to us once again?” the tyrants voice echoed in the eerie dark room.

All the multi glowing eyes peered down onto the three. Each one filled with a venomous stare or one of curiosity.

“ Let’s just get this over with. You’ve already ruined my nap so this better be good.” One of them yawned out with a growl.

“ Oh the humiliation! You’re all already drowning within guilt how will you redeem yourselves worthy of redemption?” Another cackled before anxiously biting their nails.

“ I think we should have just thrown them to the ends of the world by now for their failures!” Another hissed gleefully.

“ Oh keep your damn snakes in your pants you freak! I’m intrigued as to why they now have the courage to show their pathetic faces here.” Another seethed at the scummy snake. “ Let’s just hear them out I’d like to see why my dearest Epel is even back here.” He chuckled with a venomous tone of the purple headed man.

As they all chattered among themselves deciding whether or not to hear the group out one of the horned members only sat there in the darkened corner. Curious to see who’s glistening eyes they could see behind the creeped doors. For he paid no mind to the others endless bickering only staring back into the brave eyes that stared back into his. It’s such a shame this poor being won’t last a single day here. It’s even the first time someone has ever looked into his eyes without immediately looking away. Oh well all good things must go eventually. Meanwhile as you stared into the emerald eyes the two men behind you soon pulled you over to them. Causing you to make a small squeak as the green haired guard squeezed your arm. “Sebek lay off on the grip will you? We want them in perfect condition at least.” He growled making Sebek let go immediately with a nod before muttering a ‘ you’re lucky filthy mortal’.

The five of them had brought you here with obvious intentions. They all had an unspoken plan that had the hairs on your back standing. If only you hadn’t grabbed that forsaken hand in the first place. You were eventually brought out of your heads anxious overlapping throughs from a blood curdling hollar.

“ ENOUGH! Let’s settle this like reasonable people and whoever agrees to see what’s so redeeming of the idiots say ‘I’. The tyrant spoke through his teeth with a fake smile.

Four of the throned members said I as the majority had been ruled. The tyrant now eagerly told them to get on with whatever it was. You gulped as the two muscular men brought you to the middle of the room. As if you were on display for all to see. They all huddled in shushed whispers except for the horned man in the darkness. For he only smiled at you with a smirk in his eyes as he softly gazed upon you. “ My king and liege’s I present a mere mortal that his no magic nor any blot on them!” Sebek announced quickly bowing at their presences. “ Well who are you? State your business here! Go on we don’t have all day!” The tyrant spoke up. “ I…uh _______ ______…I um have no business here.” You shrugged horsely from your dry throat. They all just glared at you with curiosity? Or plotting ways to kill you perhaps as the deadly silence dripped in the atmosphere like poison. But the dark figures emerald eyes looked at you almost adoringly. He just sat in the shadows unbothered by the others. One of them had finally come up out of their thrones. “ Huh well _______ you’re quite a rarity here. Due to our hideous cursed blot we’re all stuck like this for eternity.” the blond said coming over to you tilting up your chin “ but you could perhaps be out ticket out of this place.~” he purred as he analyzed your features. ” That is if you cooperate with us.” A lion eared man added on with a smirk. ” Fufufu~! Finally freedom from this hell hole~ How about we make a contracted deal my dear.” A half human and half octopus said to you. “ Ugh! It’s exactly like you peasants to just swarm some other normie!” The robotic man groaned rolling his eyes. ” Oh hush wouldn’t you be excited for the chance of freedom and vengeance!?” The snake haired man raised an eye browl to the robotic man. As they continued to swarm you a sudden unknown voice range out from the shadows. “ I think you’ve all hogged the Child of Man enough. For it would be rude to not formally introduce ourselves now wouldn’t it?

Hope you all enjoyed the second part to this and are having an amazing day/ hope your day gets better

Sincerely- Cup1dT3a <3

@simping-on-the-daily

[it-happened-one-fic]

Ink and Magic-The Watchman of the Underworld

Author Notes: Part 6 of this sort of halfway non canon compliant what if with the overblots and their aftermath! A lot of what I said for part 1 counts for this section too. This isn't exactly romantic. in fact, I would say it counts as more platonic, but it certainly can be taken as shippy. This will also be a series, though the Diasomnia section won't come out until that entire matter is resolved in game. As per usual, reader is gender-neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Spoilers for Book 6: The Watchman of the Underworld!

[Heartslabyul] [Savanaclaw] [Octavinelle] [Scarabia] [Pomefiore] [Ignihyde: You're Here] [Diasomnia: To be released]

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ fic series/ Can be platonic or romantic/ fluff/ angst/ comfort/ Spoilers for Ignihyde overblot.

TW: Character death mentioned.

Word count: 1504

Vil was barely able to haul Idia and Grim up and to safety with me, Rook, and Epel, all surging forward at once to help the now-aged model as soon as we could.

 Rook managed to catch Vil as the Pomefiore housewarden stumbled, all but crumpling to his knees before Rook grasped him. Grim fell from Vil’s arms, with Epel catching him desperately. 

I reached out, wrapping my arms around Idia’s prone body, which all but fell onto me and pushed me down and toward the ground under the weight of his limp body. His armor was already fading away, though, and turning back into the dark Styx robes.

Idia himself was still out cold, but he curled almost instinctively around me, with his hands knotting themselves in the long sleeves of my robes. Smearing the dark ink that still clung to his hands in a gruesome reminder of his overblot all over the once pristine Pomefiore robes.

I strained to look around his lanky form and at Vil and Grim, but I felt myself going oddly numb as the others looked over at me. Epel’s eyes widened with alarm as the world started to blur, and I felt myself buckling under the weight of both Idia and the exhaustion that swept over me. 

“Oh no! Rook, look! They’re-!” Epel’s panicked cry was one of the last things I heard before I succumbed to the darkness without hardly any fight. All other sounds faded away until there was only silence.

But the silence was almost welcome after everything that had just occurred. I found myself glancing around the empty space nonetheless, though. Waiting for the film of Idia’s life to start, just like I knew it would.

But before there was any brilliant flash of light, I heard Idia’s solemn, quiet voice from right next to me.

By now, I knew better than to search for him; I wouldn’t be able to see him anyway. I never could find those who shared this dark world with me.

So instead, I just listened to his morose narration that came from somewhere within the darkness, “My life has been set in stone even before I was born. ‘The Island of Woe’s Gatekeeper.’ That was the path laid out for me.”

A scene flickered to life, briefly blinding me as people from Idia’s past began to talk excitedly. Slowly unraveling the mystery of what exactly had led up to Idia overblotting.

“Young Idia is truly exceptional. He excels in both magic and his studies. He’s even impressed experts with his technomatic engineering work. That boy’s a bona-fide genius.”

“It’s true. Styx’s future is in good hands.”

A bona-fide genius… Yet another weight description for someone as young as Idia seemed to be in this scene from his past.

I found myself frowning already, but it was beyond clear even without Idia’s somber, apathetic words that no one even bothered to wonder what this young genius might want to do for himself.

No one… except for maybe one.

I found myself smiling at the sight of a young Idia and another boy, the original Ortho, playing games alongside each other. It was obvious the two had been beyond close, even from just this tiny tidbit of their lives together.

The perfect image of two little boys who were each other’s favorite playmates.

It was also obvious that, even at this young age, Idia already thought highly of himself. A side effect of being a so-called ‘bona-fide genius’ I suspected.

It was jarring, though, to realize that I'd never really seen Idia smile with such genuine, innocent joy. 

I frowned slightly though as, snickering mischievously, the two boys began to sneak out as Idia’s narrated ominously. His words putting me on edge as I listened to him, “It was just childish curiosity. We wanted to go on an adventure. I didn’t think of the consequences. I didn’t know what would happen.”

My hands were soon flying to my mouth in helpless horror as everything played out in front of me. The security went down and monsters broke loose, immediately finding the two young boys. And then….

Idia didn’t have to say anything. Ortho’s panicked little voice, followed by the inhuman growl of the monster and then jarring darkness as the scene went out like a candle in a gust of wind said everything.

But he spoke anyway. His voice hollow with numbness as I slowly pulled my hands from my mouth, “I didn’t remember much after that. Ortho was already gone when I woke up.”

At first, I watched in silent, almost stunned horror as the researchers discussed what happened.

“Unbelievable… A 10-year old managed to hack into the world's most reinforced security system…”

“He was too smart for his own good. His intellect brought such tragedy about…”

“The escaped Phantom was apparently sent to the Underworld.”

“Sadly, the inevitability of the event can’t erase the tragic truth…”

 The scene shifted back to young Idia, and I felt tears start to well up in my eyes as he begged for someone to give him back his little brother. All but screaming in a raw voice that was perfectly at odds with the numb, quiet tone the Idia I knew usually spoke in.

“Give him back…. Give Ortho back to me… I want him all back… His body, his personality, his memories…. GIVE HIM BACK!!”

I felt myself going still, my eyes widening as the thoughts of the young boy played out before me, though. Almost like they were predicting the future that I’d already known would come.

…I know. If they won’t give him back, I can just make a new one….

The next thing I saw was an adolescent version of Idia introducing his creation. The new Ortho. 

This one was more stilted than the one I got to know, as it spoke in an undeniably robotic, monotone voice and recommended rest as the adolescent Idia broke down in tears.

A part of me wanted to reassure him. Tell him how much further he’d come and how the Ortho I knew couldn’t just be written of a robot. Not when he was so real.

But I knew it wouldn’t help. Not only could I not speak to him, it was obvious that he already knew perfectly well that no matter how groundbreaking this Ortho was, it couldn’t change the past.

His brother had died.

Slowly but surely, everything began to fade back into a darkness that, now, after having seen all of that, felt comforting. 

Soon the only thing present in this abyss was Idia’s voice. Lamenting his past choices with an apathy that practically had me wincing. 

Had he been this unenthused about everything… about his very life, ever since the tragedy of his youth? The only sign of emotion, of the pain that I now knew rested deep beneath it all in his memories and guilt, was the way his voice faltered and he corrected himself.

“How did things end up this way? I just … We just… We just wanted to be like everyone else.”

Even now, he was bearing far more than what he himself wanted. He also bore Ortho’s wishes with him, never forgetting his brother’s dreams, just as he never ceased in blaming himself for his brother’s untimely death.

I still couldn’t agree with his choices, but I did understand them now. I had no doubts that everything me and everyone else had just gone through was rooted in the wish to give his brother another chance to realize his own dream.

I opened my eyes slowly, finding that I was still lying on my back from where I’d fallen. Idia was stretched out with his head resting on my stomach. His arms curled around my waist, tight enough that I doubted I could pull myself free.

He was still past out, murmuring Ortho’s name in a pained tone that had me swallowing thickly. After everything I’d seen, I understood why Idia was the way he was.

He’d gone through a tragedy, and apparently those around him had failed him. They’d let him lock himself up as he poured all his efforts and genius into recreating Ortho, even though deep down he knew he could never correct his past mistake.

I looked over to see the Pomefiore trio resting, my eyes slowly meeting Vil’s. And even despite his appearance, those amethyst of his were the same as ever.

And my heart broke a little as he smiled at my wearily before speaking in a voice that was raspy with old age that should not be, “I see you’re back.”

Rook and Epel both looked up wide-eyed as soon as he spoke. Both of them smiling in relief and standing as soon as they saw me looking at them.

I smiled slightly as I did my best not to cry simply for Vil’s sake.

But at odds with my emotions, Vil merely looked down at Idia with characteristic distaste, “Now to wake this one….”

[demon-lover-669]

This is for an aged up Overblot gang! Don’t fucking dm me about it I don’t care about your hate

My brain thinking about what would happen if the overblot gang found out there partner had been an adult Cam worker/ adult film star