#rsa twst

[ellovett]

. TWST STAFF OC - André-Marie Bonhomme

The now retired music professor + choir director of RSA.. click for better quality!! rbs n likes if u pls!

lore n doodles + other charas under the cut :)

-- "oh, won't you just look at my darling kittens? aren't they just divine!"

Basic Lore n Background:

André-Marie was once globally renowned across all of Twisted Wonderland as an opera singer and musician hailing from the Rose Kingdom. Featuring in very well known titles and is particularly famous for his arias and fashion, André-Marie was a gender nonconforming man and often wore hats suited more for women and long tailored dresses. He was also a standout for his fondness of cats, he owns a white turkish angora named Duke along with his three kittens: Marque, Therry, and Berenice. He takes them everywhere and is never not seen with him during interviews and press photos. A total vintage heartthrob in his youth, your mother AND your grandmother probably all have had a small crush on him at some point in their lives.

At the peak of his theatre career, André-Marie became a music professor and choir director for Royal Sword Academy and quickly became beloved. As a professor André-Marie was very kind and wise towards his students, has fostered young minds into musical geniuses upon graduation. (example: famed jazz musician and current RSA music professor Rudolph Darleigh, who was under his mentorship). The old man's exceedingly wealthy and loves luxury and designer fashion, though he is not vain in anyway whatsoever. On the contrary, he's really charitable, and shares his wealth liberally.

As of now he's living in his lavish countryside estate with his cats and his butler, Edwin Blanchard. Happily retired, he occasionally writes letters to Rudolph and Ambrose the 63rd to see how the academy's doing.

Edwin also belongs to @shoujoqueensstuff :3

Personality:

André-Marie Bonhomme is a kind and gentle old man at heart. Dignified and effortlessly elegant, André is genuine in every sense of the word and often gives more than he takes. Though famous for his high fashion and beckoning stage presence, he has always shunned the vanity and ego often associated with being an old almost Hollywood-like celebrity. He treats those around him with profound respect, often insisting on being spoken to as an equal, especially by those in service to him, such as his devoted butler, Edwin.

He is immensely patient and nurturing, especially to young artists or musicians. Even in his retirement, he remains passionate about teaching, sometimes offering advice to almuni who seek it or mentoring from afar via letters and recommendations. Music has always been a huge part of his life, he's a vocal genius and has a beautiful operatic singing voice.

Despite his refined image, he has a sharp wit and a cheeky teasing sense of humor, often surprising those who expect only aloof grace. He adores his cats like family, and nothing brings him more joy than a quiet morning with Duke and the kits curled in his lap and a record spinning in the background. He always fusses over them and makes sure they're treated lavishly at all times, one of the only few instances André's willing to be selifsh.

Even though he lives mostly alone without relatives with only his cats and Edwin for company, André can be quite the romantic! He's very affectionate with friends and to those he cares about, often spoils them luxuriously.

Him when he was younger!

Trivia

André loves singing to his cats, they're pretty much the only audience he's really willing to belt out in front of. And they make for great listeners!

Sang the lead in "The Thorned Crown," a Queendom of Roses opera inspired by the founding myth of the Queen of Hearts herself! It's his most recognized piece.

Likes dropping by during the annual VDC's, just to experience and appreciate the music and art of schools from all over, he's an honored guest, and performing RSA students vy to impress him!

Collects music boxes and antique perfume bottles. His home smells like lavender, bergamot, and old sheet music.

Famously has never had a lover, despite having all the qualities of a bonafide bachelor. He's always said he's content being on his lonesome, breaking the hearts of many.. 💔

[otomes-world]

From time to time I see notifications with likes of my not quite au with rsa!mobs. Also considering that I liked Neigh from the very beginning and wrote fics about him, one idea came up. I will regret it very much, very much, but..

As if, now my old-new impression of the characters is like this.

Here they are from left to right:

Aro, - we'll leave the names as they were originally intended, in order to honor of the original author - the quietest and most suspicious of the three. You're walking down the street, there he is. You went into the store to buy some groceries, he's standing in front of the checkout. You went jogging in the woods, and there he is, too.

His image plays into his hands as many times as it takes. At some point, you notice him in the distance or, on the contrary, very close, it doesn't matter, and you begin to consider him part of the background. Who are you to bother him, right?

A huge miscalculation on your part. Because when he actually approaches you to talk for the first time - for any reason - you won't suspect anything strange. Hell, you've known each other for so long. Even if for most of this "time" he simply existed. He's become so integral to your life that it's strange to go shopping without seeing at least the top of his head.

His constant sleepiness completes the picture. You can't help but worry about him, because he could be anywhere at any time. Not everyone around you is as kind or understanding as you.

He's not like all the other boys around you. He doesn't get into fights, he's not rude - he rarely speaks, to be honest - he's a model child and student. If there was an award called "Any Teacher's Dream", he would be in nominating hall as well.

He always listens, no matter what nonsense or stupidity you ask. You were talking about the lifestyle of snowy owls, so why did you stop? Aro doesn't mind if you lecture him about these birds, even if it started an hour ago and it's past midnight now.

As soon as he confesses, you… what are you? It's like he's become such permanent part of your life that you have been dating for a long time. You call him for help. You share with him very first breaking news. You ask him for advice. At some point, you have to wonder if you even had any friends before Aro came along.

Silver or Quicksilver, he is that very child who grew up on fairy tales about brave knights who slaying dragons and rescuing princesses. The very one who will come to sing you a serenade under your window and will dodge flying pillows of awakened ghosts along the way.

The one who will be watching you from the far end of the street, on the opposite side, and when you give in and come over to clear things up, he will drop to one knee and propose marriage right then and there. Ignoring your completely unimpressed gaze, he will look at you with his glowing, childlike eyes.

Getting rid of him is some miracle, no doubt, but you return to the dorm, and there is a pair of white doves with a wreath waiting by the door. Where did he even find them? Are there any companies that provide services of specially trained birds that deliver boxes? What do you mean, there is a whole dovecote of them in the RSA? What do you mean, you will receive flowers and gifts regardless of whether you want them or not?

As soon as you give up on trying to appeal to his working brain cells - you have already convinced yourself that he does not have any - he will jump up and start apologizing for his behavior, simultaneously adding compliments to you in his speech. At some point, you come to terms with the fact that the whole street is watching the unfolding scene. No, you are not filming a teen drama. No, you are seeing him for the first time in your life. No, he is not crazy… although, perhaps, people are right about that.

Rubbing the bridge of your nose, you slowly resigned yourself to the idea of ​​turning your dorm into a flower shop. The other students began to run away when they saw you in the hallway, as you handed out flowers to everyone you met. When you ran out of people, you went around for a second round. Then a third...

Good luck trying to explain to this RSA prince, one of the RSA princes, that things don't work like that. As you left with another bouquet, you mentally figured out who you could give it to.

Raven. A fine, well-mannered young man. He never raises his voice, always lends a helping hand to those in need. Wait, why does he have such a sly, suspicious look? If you ask him directly, he will put on an innocent expression and ask in response, “Aren't you imagining things?”

No, you're not. You are more than sure that you have seen the way he looks at RSA-Silver when he thinks that no one is watching. Your compass, magnetized by all the overblots and other NRC students, works like a clock for such things. You will not let his pretty face fool you.

Exactly, but now you are sitting in a cafe and discussing… what were you discussing?.. He has a mysterious ability to bring arguments in the most neglected cases and convince you to do what you initially did not want. After two minutes of conversation, you no longer remembered your complaints about him, as if they had not existed in the first place. All problematic issues are listened to and turn into such trifles that it is worth considering whether you were dissatisfied with something.

He is attentive, always noticing the smallest changes and reading your mood like an open book. You were thirsty, so he hands you a bottle of water. You were thinking about something sweet, what a coincidence, he has some of your favorite candies in his pocket. You seemed to want to eat a certain cuisine, and during lunch he asks if you would like to visit a cafe where it is served.

At some point, everyone starts considering you a couple long before you hear him confess. It's exactly as you wanted it, as well as it completes the picture perfectly. You tried to refuse, but the same thing happens. He turns all your negatives about the relationship into reasons why you should say yes. This doesn't obligate you to anything. You are mature understanding individuals who are taking closer look at each other. Dating someone doesn't mean that you have to spend your whole life together.

However, you get the idea that it will be impossible to break up with him.

[coffmakovski]

LeBlanche's main motivation for entering show business was the desire to take care of the gnomes. He wanted Snick to be less sick... to worry about his health, but medicine is expensive.

[androidicks]

Royal Sword Academy Au

Welcome to the good guys team! Pt. 1-2

“Why is it so stuffy in here?”

It’s dark, and kinda cramped, but oddly…soft at the same time? You can’t see a thing…why can’t you see anything? You hear shuffling around you, then an unknown voice speaks from the darkness.

“Dang it!…people are coming…gotta get into uniform before they see me!”

You hear a small creaking noise from within the comfortably cramped darkness. “Aghhhh! The lid is too heavy!…maybe if I…” Sparkling flames erupt around you, making the cramped space a lot more warmer. “Out! Too hot!” You yell before shoving open some sort of lid, finding yourself on the cool floor of a nice, dimly lit area with fancy crystal lamps illuminating its pristine white walls. Crystals you would normally find adorned on a chandelier hang on the ceiling, almost as if they were imitating fairy lights. Boxes that look like white, steel coffins floating off the ground.

“Gahhh! Why are you awake!?l” A small, weird looking creature stands…well..floats before you, bewildered by your conscious form; like it was expecting you to be dead or asleep.

 “What the hell? A talking roach!?” You say,  pointing at the creature in front of you. “Wow, Rude! I’m not a roach, thank you!” it puts its hands on its hips, puffing out its cheeks. “I’m a fairy!”

You continue to point at the flying roach in front of you, while slowly backing away from it. “Why is it still talking?” The bee-like creature huffs in annoyance and crosses its arms. “Whatever!” The mosquito points at you. 

“Changing subject, I’m going to need you to hand those clothes you’re wearing over to me, please.” Squinting at your outfit 

“Although they are a bit big…oh well! That’s what magic is for.” You continue to gawk at the creature. 

“What?! No!” defensively attempting to cover yourself up, much to no avail.

“I’m not giving a yassified flying roach my clothes!” The roach’s face goes as red as a tomato. 

“OI! For the last time I am not a roach!” The flying roach starts flying at you. Letting out a small yelp of fear you turn and attempt to run away from the flying thing before running into something, or more maybe, someone. 

“Oh! What is going on here? You’re yelling and it’s disrupting the entrance ceremony, not to mention causing the students to worry.” You haven’t heard this voice before, this one is new. Backing away from the person you bumped into, you see it’s an elderly man with short white hair that’s covered by a pointy hat, a beard, with small circular monocle glasses framing his face, slightly covering his gray eyes. His clothes are well…something. He wears blue robes with a long white scarf tied in a knot with some sort of emblem on his shoulder, with light blue socks and blue shoes to match.

You point at the flying creature behind you. “That Thing is trying to attack me!” Said ‘thing’ points back at you “I am not!”. Looking back at the ‘thing’ you retort, “Yes you are!”. It argues, so you argue back. You two get so wrapped up in your back and forth banter that you forget about the third party in the room.

“You can understand them?” Abruptly stopping your debate with the roach you turn and face the third person with confusion written all over your face. “Yes? Can you not?”. The elderly man  shakes his head, “Apologies, I don’t have my fairy communicator on me at the moment.” 

You’re very confused right now, what’s a fairy communicator? The man looks as if he just recalled something important “Right! Silly me,” you snap your attention back to him. “You’re a new student, and the entrance ceremony is underway.” Entrance Ceremony?

He smiles brightly “Let's get you to the mirror room, yes?” Quickly ushering you into the other room, motioning for the flying ‘fairy’ to follow behind. Yeaaaa…you’re still confused. Looking up at the elderly man leading you somewhere “Hey! Who are you? And where am I?” He smiles again before responding “Well, I am Ambrose the 63rd. Headmaster of Royal Sword Academy, which is where you are now!”

This response causes you to raise a brow in confusion “Royal Sword Academy?” Ambrose nods in response. “One of the most prestigious magic schools in all of Twisted Wonderland! Talented young magicians chosen by the looking glass are welcome to attend this school.”

Okay…more stuff you don’t know. Which means more questions that need to be answered. “Uh…huh…” you reply as Ambrose continues his rant. “Those from around the world who have been chosen to attend RSA use a gate to make their way here. A pearlescent pumpkin carriage carrying the gate should have gone to greet you.” 

A memory of a pumpkin shaped carriage riding off comes to mind. How odd, the carriage reminds you of something you’ve seen in a Fairytale. What was it called again? 

“I think I remember that fairytale carriage…” you mumble out unconsciously. Causing the elderly man to chuckle at your response, “The pearlescent pumpkin carriage goes around greeting every new student chosen by the looking glass, they are special carriages used to carry the doors to the academy.”  Nodding in response, he continues. “The market decided long, long ago that carriages should be used to welcome people on special days, which I think is quite lovely!” 

The market decided on this? What kind of market??

“Heyyy! Are we there yet?!” Oh yea. You had a ‘Fairy’ Flying behind you. Ambrose momentarily looks at the fairy before looking back at you. “What?” You say, tilting your head slightly.“What did they say?” He asked in response. “I wanna know if we’re there yet!” The fairy yells directly in your ear, causing you to flinch in response. 

Momentarily glaring at the fairy for your ear strain. You look back at Ambrose to answer him, “He wants to know if we’re there yet.” That being wherever there is.

The old man chuckles “You’re absolutely right! We have no time to waste. The entrance ceremony is waiting for us!” This makes him start speed walking ahead of you so as to not waste any more time. For a man quite older than you, he’s surprisingly very fast.

“Wonder what this entrance ceremony is all about…” you mumble to yourself before speeding up behind Ambrose.

In a room full of people, everyone is whispering amongst themselves. About what? You might ask, no one may ever know. The room has the same interior as the place you woke up in, the only difference being a smaller number of steel coffins and a giant glass mirror standing in the middle of the room. The people in the room are wearing white and yellow cloaks; the hoods obscuring their identities.

A blonde haired boy speaks up from the crowd. “Soooo…is that everyone?,” he looks around the room “Are we done now?” clapping his hands together before standing in front of the crowd. “Alright new Wondreation students! We have rules here but we are not above nor below them, just have fun and all will be well!” He gives a warm yet playful smile to the crowd giving off a lighthearted vibe to himself.

A short man with animal ears stretches his arms out. “Thank the Great Seven this is finally over!” popping his back, “I was starting to get stiff.”  He looks at the crowd. “Ima head back and get some rest now,” He waves a hand in the air, getting the attention of the crowd. “All Sunlione dorm members are with me!,” he motions towards the exit “Let's go!”

A curious looking boy in the crowd says his share of words, flashing a smile to everyone. “Hello-Hello! And congratulations to all of the new students of the academy!,” happily clapping to himself “You all are going to love it here! As the dorm leader of Atlarine I’m happy to help you in any way I can!”

A cute boy looks around the room, a worried expression on his face. “Did anyone see where the headmaster went? It’s not like him to walk out on such an important event…” A tall, buff-looking dude looks around as well, “Hey, you’re right! Where’d he go?!” A boy with bright purple eyes pops up behind the tall man, leaning against him despite their height difference . “Hmmm…maybe he had to use the bathroom?”

A loud bang of a door opening can be heard in the room, the source of the sound being Ambrose. “Oh there he is.” The blonde haired boy comments, subtly pointing at the old man. Ambrose rushes into the room with you and the fairy not far behind him. “Sorry for walking out everyone! It seems we were missing one student, so I went to go find them.” 

The elderly man turns to you. “You still have time to be assigned to a dorm,” he motions to the flying cockroach, “Your fairy companion will be watching from the sidelines while you step in front of the glass mirror.” 

 The cockroach huffs in annoyance before standing, floating? By Ambrose. You step up to the mirror. An androgynous voice speaks from within the mirror “State thy name.”

“(Y/N).” you respond. 

The whole room  falls silent as you wait for the mirror’s response. “The shape of thy soul is…'' the mirror pauses, “I sadly cannot tell…'' the crowd gasps in disbelief. Ambrose confusedly looks at the mirror “Pardon?”. The glass mirror responds, “I sense no magic within this one.” The crowd begins to whisper, you’re sure it’s about you. the topic being most likely about you. 

The mirror speaks once more, “The soul’s color, shape, essence, it’s all nothing.” The whispers are getting louder. “Hence they aren’t suited for any specific dormitory.” the stares on your person become more intense as the whispers continue to grow louder. Ambrose shakes his head in disbelief “The pearlescent pumpkin carriage would never make the mistake of bringing someone who can’t use magic.” 

“In all my years,” (Lol) “There has never been a mistake in the student selection.” He puts a hand on his chin “Then again, mistakes can happen…” The fairy flies in front of you, standing in between you and Ambrose, shoving something in the elderly man’s hands. “Me! Me! I can take their place!” 

“Unlike them!” Proudly thumbing towards themselves “I can use magic! Let me take their place, I promise you won’t regret it!” The little fairy looks like it’s about to burst from excitement, “Here I can even prove it to you right now!” 

The short man with animal ears yells from the crowd  “Hit the deck!” As the fairy pulls something out of his pocket and throws it on the floor, causing a fire within the room. Screams of fear and panic are heard throughout the room, as people try to flee the scene. The tall, buff looking man is flailing his arms around and running all over the place, “AHHHHHH! My butt is on fire!! Hot! Hot! Hotttt!” You snicker to yourself at how dumb he looks, flailing his arms around like an idiot. 

Ambrose looks like he’s on the verge of panicking. Pointing to the flying creature, “Someone catch that fairy! Before the whole school gets burnt to a crisp!”   

The blonde haired boy sighs, putting his hands on his hips. “Mannn…and here I was hoping to have another easy day.” The curious boy looks at the blonde in confusion “But I thought you always wanted to meet a fairy? Wouldn’t you like to catch and befriend him?” The blonde takes a minute to consider it, ultimately deciding not to. “Naw, I’m good.”  

The boy with Bright Purple eyes raises his hand from the panicking crowd “Headmaster Ambrose! I can get him!” He proudly places his hands on his hips, “I’ve dealt with fairies before so I know how to handle this!” The cute boy giggles, “That’s Raheel for you. Always stepping up to help those in need.”

The buff man with his butt still on fire speaks up again “Um! Hello?! Can someone please help me put out my butt fire…please!?” He attempts to stop, drop, and roll to extinguish the fire but surprisingly it doesn’t work, which causes him to panic even more. 

Ambrose is slowly panicking while trying to keep everyone else calm “Everyone! Remain calm!” The blondie places his arms behind his head, “It’s just a small flying roach. How hard can it be to catch it?” The roach turns towards the blonde, “I am not a roach!” angrily flailing its limbs around like a child throwing a tantrum. “I am a fairy! And I have a name!”

The boy with Purple eyes also known as ‘Raheel’ crosses his arms. “Uh-huh, and what might your name be then?” He says in a mocking tone. 

The man with animal ears stands beside Raheel placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Well that isn’t very nice, Now was it?” Purple eyed boy shrugs before pulling out something that looks like a broach, aiming it at the fairy. “Probably not, but hey! It never hurts to tease.”

The man with animal ears shakes his head in disapproval; grabbing a similar looking broach, aiming it at the fairy as well. “Let's just get this over with.”

part 3-4

[lafashionlsta]

DOUBLE TROUBLE???

I have no idea if RSA Quartz likes Azul but I definitely think it’s the opposite of NRC Quartz. RSA Liánhuā is red because it’s the opposite of green but NRC Liánhuā is a both green and pink and gray due to being in ramshackle so it depends.

SOMEONE GET THEM OUT

Quartz oc by @quartztwst

[angelettecloud10]

💜Yandere Azul Ashengrotto Idea💜

Ok After Watching The Little Mermaid (Classic Ver.) I remember Ursula Disguises herself as Vanessa to trick Eric that she saved him from drowning and who sang for him when he woke up after being unconscious

Then Poses to Marry Eric to Prevent Ariel from succeeding the Spell to be Human

Now here's an Idea:

Yandere Azul Ashengrotto x Fem. MC x Prince Rielle (The Little Mermaid/Merman AU)

Prince Rielle Longed to join the Surface World and Bond with the Humans Above the Ocean of Twisted Wonderland

That is until he get's Offered to Attend RSA as a Student along with his Friends (Twst ver. Of the Disney Princess) although His Father (King Triton) doesn't fully agree to this and in Frustration Rielle swims off to the Surface there He Meets MC on a Small Cruise Ship with her Fellow NRC friends having a Spring Break Party (Kinda Like how Eric was Celebrating his Birthday but this is the First Day of Spring and perfect for a Cruise Party)

With the Young Prince now curious of the Female Student he wanted to learn more about her (or as you can say it was Love at First Sight) and what would it be like to be Part of Her World.

Unfortunately Someone on the Other Hand has taken interest in the Female Prefect . . . Azul Ashengrotto . . . he sought to make MC his Promised but Notices Rielle Snooping in that case gave Azul the very key for his plan to achieve

During the Party a Great Storm Emerged and Ruined the Celebration, MC nearly put her Life on the Line to save her Friends that is Until She had to Go back and save her Furry Grey Companion, Grim from being Trapped in the Flames. After Successfully saving Grim, The Boat's Supply of Fireworks was set off with MC still on the Ship exploded leaving the Survivng Students on the Life Boats in Shocked

Rielle feeling the need to do something he had to save her from Drowning

As the Dawn rose yet the sky filled with soft grey clouds, Rielle brought MC back to shore not leaving her side worried that she might not wake up, but faintly he could hear her Breathing and a Sigh of relief escaped from Rielle mouth as he then was enchated by MC's Beauty as she lays Unconscious and he then Sings his new Dream to be Part of Her World

The Group then Later finds MC on Shore, relieved as they can be the First Years Tackled MC in a Tight hug Happy that she was Ok. MC then starts to Say how there was a Boy who Saved her and how He Sang so Beautifully. The Bois thought she was Imagining things or being Delusional or she probably Drank too much Sea Water (Lol)

Except for Azul who knew exactly What MC was Referring to . . . which gave him an Idea for a Boy who always had an eye for a Bargain

To Make this Short, Azul then had Rielle visit the Monstro Lounge to make a Deal with him. Helping Him to Turn into a Human to both to Attend RSA and Meet the Female Prefect only for 3 Days but Can Succeed if He Kisses her through True Love. If she Doesn't Kiss her then He Turns Back to a Merman and be trapped in the Monstro Lounge as a Fish in a Tank Serving the Entertainment as a Decoration (& Azul will have MC all to Himself). Payment would be for Rielle to Give up his Voice and rely on other ideas to communicate with MC and his Friends in RSA

As Rielle enjoys his Time at RSA making New Friends and Meeting MC and visiting The Village to Bond more they both Almost Kissed (Kiss the Girl Scene) but Unfortunately failed after being knocked over from the Leech Twins who followed them to prevent Rielle from Succeeding. Leaving Azul to take matters into his own hands and using Rielle's Voice and a Disguises himself (Like Vanessa but a Male ver. Brown Hair, Purple Amethyst Eyes, and his Seashell Necklace that holds Rielle's voice).

His Name would be Victor 💜

MC Standing outside of Ramshackle late at Night hoping that she wasn't mistaken that a Boy really did save her, considered the Lighter Side of the Whole Experience and Considers her feelings for Rielle and decides to Sleep on it and meet with him in the Morning.

But then Hears a Voice Singing exactly the same as the One who saved her from Drowning she then looks around and sees a Figure standing close to the Lake near Ramshackle. His Hair Softly Flows in the Night Breeze as he slowly Looks back at MC making Eye Contact with his Piercing Amethyst Eyes as he Sings and a Golden Hue Glows Brightly in the Night entrancing MC in a Spell

Soooo There's that & I Hope someone Writes a Story about this Idea & I give full permission to use this Idea as long you Credit me

Thanks For Reading and I hope you Enjoyed!!🐚💜

[connor-123-idk]

RSA!Deuce

[seafoamandtragedy]

[umburgrr]

another one of my twst ocs! wanted to give kier a friend so i made parker — he’s a first year at rsa

i think parker would communicate either with a notepad or by using sign language. he can speak but just prefers not to, for whatever reason

^^^^ and above here is the original sketch i made for him… slight improvements have been made since 🤞🤞(he definitely looks like a reptile here but in a bad way LMAO)

[kaifarikus]

I like other people's twst OCs, but doing it yourself feels like something forbidden

[ellovett]

🐈‍⬛ | The covers for A Man and His Cat sure look a bit different today huh..

had to draw the cat grampas!! mozus and andré my worlds ❤️‍🔥 they deserve all the kitties

🍷 Rbs>likes, og versions under the cut + a doodle of André's cats!!

[harunayuuka2060]

RSA student A: Neige, have you heard about your twin who attends Night Raven College?

RSA student B: They have quite an interesting story.

Neige: I haven’t had time to watch their interview yet, but I will once I’m done with my schedule.

RSA student A: It wouldn’t be surprising if they actually turned out to be your long-lost sibling.

RSA student B: I think they should transfer to Royal Sword Academy, since they didn’t really think through which school they wanted to attend.

Neige: It looks like they're enjoying their time there.

RSA student A: Well, it wouldn't be bad if they visit us here.

RSA student B: Should we send them an invitation?

RSA student A: That's a good idea! We should tell Principal Ambrose!

Neige: *chuckles*

Ace: Dude— What kind of backstory is that?

Deuce: Did your adoptive aunt really snatch you from the orphanage?!

MC: As I mentioned in the interview, adopting a child was already expensive—but for some reason, the cost doubled when it was my turn to be adopted.

MC: My aunt thought it was absurd, but rather than challenge them legally, she just stole me away in the dead of night.

Ace: And you didn't even question it?

MC: No.

Ace: Wow.

MC: She raised me, provided for me, funded my education, and—before she passed—left me everything she had. Looking back, following her was clearly the best choice I could’ve made.

Ace and Deuce: ...

Deuce: She seems like a kind aunt.

MC: *smiles* She’d never admit it, but yes, she was kind.

Principal Ambrose: Hmm... I'll allow it.

Neige: Really, principal?

Principal Ambrose: *chuckles* Yes! I'll speak to Headmage Crowley and arrange a meeting between you and MC.

Neige: Thank you, Principal Ambrose!

[kokii-omii]

the voices tell me that they should kiss

[androidicks]

Royal Sword Academy Au

Welcome to the good guys team! Pt. 5-6

Coming out of the wall the ghost circles around Fiddellen and you. “Oh it’s been so long since I’ve had any friends! You both look fun! Wanna play?” The ghost cheerfully exclaims. “Kill it with fire!” Fiddlellen shouts from the floor, pointing at the ghost like it's a bug. “Can ghosts even burn?” You retort. The ghost just giggles at your bickering. “Hehe! Ghosts can’t burn, silly!” The ghost stops circling around you two for a second “…At least I don’t think they can…” it seems to be in thought.

The ghost shakes its head before clapping its hands together. “Oh! Where are my manners! I never asked you for your names!” The ghost circles around you, getting close to your face. “You are…?” You introduce yourself to the ghost as (Y/N). The ghost then circles around Fiddellen, going through the floorboards to be at eye level with him. “And you?” Fiddellen doesn’t respond. “His name is Fiddellen.” You answer for him. The ghost giggles flying out of the floor, floating in front of the both of you. “And my name is!…um…I actually don’t remember!” They sheepishly smile, giggling to themselves.

The ghost pouts. “It’s been so long…” and then their face brightens up. “Heyyy! Maybe you can name me!” The ghost is way too close to your face for comfort. Hesitantly stepping back, you unconsciously nod at the ghost. “Sure.” The ghost claps in response. “Yippie!”

Fiddellen glare at you. “How about we don’t do that!?” You skeptically look at him. “And why not?” Fiddellen looks at you like you’ve lost all common sense. “Because if we name it! We get attached and it gets attached to us! And we don’t want that!!” You roll your eyes at him. “Stop being mean to the ghost Fiddellen.” He looks completely done with you. “No!” 

The ghost giggles at you two. “You two are so funny!” Fiddellen glares at the ghost, “I am not-!” His sentence is cut off by the lights of the hallway abruptly turning on, the ghost disappearing with the lights. “Did I miss something?” Ambrose has a tray in his hands. You’re guessing he’s the one who turned the hallway light on. His question is however met with silence. To which he awkwardly smiles and holds up the tray. “I have bought you dinner?” 

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You take a bite of food from the tray Ambrose gave you. “Oi! Did you know we have ghosts in here?” The elderly man thinks for a minute before answering your question, “Yes! I’ve heard rumors of a ghost residing here, I’ve hear they’re quite friendly!” Fiddellen takes a grape from a fruit bowl that was put on the tray while rolling his eyes. “Friendly? More like scary.” Yes, you have to share your food with Fiddellen because he refused to eat anything besides the food you were given. (The little bitch)

Thinking about it, Ambrose hasn’t acknowledged Fiddellen’s presence. Maybe he doesn’t care? Or maybe he hasn’t found a good time to acknowledge it. Deciding not to question it, you take another bite of food from your tray.

You three sit there in silence for a good minute. Before Ambrose speaks up “Well! Glad you enjoyed the food,” he gets up from his chair, giving a curt bow towards you and the fairy. “Good to see you again, Fiddlellen.” And escorting himself out of the building before reminding you, “If you need anything don’t be afraid to ask.” Bidding both you and Fiddellen a good night.

You look down at the fairy. “Sooo…do you basically live here now orrrr?”

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There you lay, in bed, looking up at the ceiling; letting your ever raging thoughts consume you.

 A lot had happened today. 

You woke up in a strange school thinking, was a part of a (chaotic) entrance ceremony, got publicly embarrassed in said ceremony, thought everything was a dream only to find out it was very much real. You met a (rude) fairy named Fiddlellen that now lives with you (for some reason), the headmaster of the school now has you attending classes as a pastime until he can find a way to get you home. Fun stuff.

It’s honestly a lot to take in. But it hasn’t been all that bad so far. The place you’re staying in is nice. The people seem…tolerable. Then why is it that you can’t seem to get any sleep? Oh, that’s right. School. “Here we go again.” You think to yourself…wait. Did you even go to school? 

The idea of attending classes in the school came up when you were walking back to the common room with Ambrose and Fiddellen after the old man had brought you the tray of food.  

“You know. I was thinking about what to do with you while I look for a way to get you home, and I decided it would be best to have you attend classes as if you were a normal student.” The elderly man said as he looked at you. Shooting him a puzzled look, “But what about the fact I have no magic?” You ask. 

The old man nods. “I took that into account and decided that you would just sit and watch if the teacher was doing a magic based assignment, or you may participate in the activity however you’d like.” You nod. “Alright.” He nods back. “That, or you could have your fairy friend participate in your place-“ 

Wait. I guess he did acknowledge the fairy’s presence at some point. Guess you just glossed over it. Rolling over, facing a drawer by the bed. Fiddellen is sleeping with a decorative pillow as his bed and a small piece of fabric as a blanket. From how it sounds it doesn’t seem the most comfortable but you’re guessing if it’s for someone his size it’s probably quite cozy. The small fairy is glowing again. He's almost like a nightlight, it’s comforting in a way. 

Adjusting yourself in bed and getting comfortable. “Here we go again.” You mumble to yourself. Wait, did you even go to school? What were you even doing before you got here? The thought hurts to think about, maybe we’ll dive on it more tomorrow. Closing your eyes and snuggling up to your pillow, peacefully falling asleep.

Everything is black. You open your eyes but everything is still black. It’s an unpleasant and unwelcome darkness. Something also feels…heavy? Your face feels oddly heavy. Wait, is something on your face? Reaching out for whatever object is obscuring your vision, only to feel something soft in the place of your face.

Wait, soft?! Immediately sitting up, feeling whatever was on your face fall, making a ‘hiss’ sound. Looking down you see a gray cat sitting in your lap, glaring at you. Looking at the cat more you swear you’ve seen it before, you can’t put your finger on where you’ve seen it though.

The more you try to pinpoint where you’ve seen this cat the more your head starts to get an unpleasant fuzzy feeling. Shaking your head to dispel the static sensation in your head. Standing up a bit, the cat hops off your lap and scurries off. 

Stretching out your back, you get ready to start the day. You do have school after all.

After getting dressed you search the halls for your fairy friend, he wasn’t on the top of the drawer where you saw him last night. heading to the kitchen in the castle, you find it full of animals.  “What. The FUCK.”  Are the first words you’ve uttered all morning.

“Gooooood morning!” The ghost from last night seems to be in the kitchen as well, holding up a rabbit “Aren’t they cute?” a shout comes from one of the cabinets, “Cute my ass! A bird is trying to eat me!” You recognize the voice as Fiddlellen. A bird about twice his size is attempting to peck at him from his hiding place in the cabinet. 

It’s probably seven in the goddamn morning and a bunch of animals are in your kitchen. “What the bullshit hell?!” 

Attempting to shoo away the animals the best you can. Key word: attempt. Once the animals had taken note of your presence they all flocked towards you. Fiddellen snickers from his hiding spot, “Since when were you the animal whisperer?” You just growl at him in response, too busy trying to pry all the animals off of you. 

“Oh good morning!” The ghost from last night seems to be in the kitchen as well. They hold up a rabbit “Aren’t they cute?” You hear a shout from one of the cabinets in the kitchen, “Cute my ass! A bird is trying to eat me!” You recognize the voice as Fiddlellen. A bird about twice his size is attempting to peck at him from his hiding place in the cabinet.

It’s probably seven in the goddamn morning and a bunch of animals are in your kitchen. “What the hell?!”

Attempting to shoo away the animals the best you can. Key word: attempt. Once the animals had taken note of your presence they all flocked towards you. Fiddellen snickers from his hiding spot, “Since when were you the animal whisperer?” You just growl at him in response, too busy trying to pry all the animals off of you.

The ghost giggles at your suffering. “They really like you!”, “Well too bad because I don’t like them.” You grumble, Still attempting to pry the animals off of you. It is seven in the morning and your brain is not ready to deal with whatever isekai-magic-bullshit this world has to offer. 

It took you a few minutes but you finally managed to get the animals off of you. If you don’t count the blue birds in your hair or the squirrel that will not stop hugging the shit out of your leg.

Sucking up your irritation, you calmly walk to the kitchen fridge. Opening it and finding it fully stocked. “Oh! About that!” The ghost speaks as if they had remembered something. The ghost hands you a note,“Ambrose left this after he stocked the fridge for you!” Opening up the note it says:

“Good Morning, (Y/N!)

Hope you are having a good morning so far. I bought you everything you should need to make yourself a healthy meal and stored it in your fridge for you. However, if you can’t cook that’s quite alright. I’d be delighted to teach you whenever I’m free. 

In the meantime I have left you some easy to microwave food. The microwave in the residence should still be working if I’m not mistaken. If not do feel free to contact me. I should also mention that I have left you a few items on the kitchen counter that should be of use for your first day of school.

Best Regards! -Ambrose the 63rd.”

Wow, this man sounds like a dad.  “Yoooo! He gave us 500 madols! Not bad!” Fiddellen has emerged from his hiding place and has resided by the kitchen counter. Which, as stated in the letter; has a few items laying on it. On the counter is what looks to be a map of the school, and some money. “Damn this place is huge.” You mumble to yourself, as you examine the locations on the map. 

“yea...it is.” A voice whispers right in your ear, causing you to jump. Quickly turning around you see the culprit behind your jump scare was the ghost. 

“Hehe! Sorry about that!” The ghost giggles at your scared face. Taking a minute to momentarily restart your heart before making yourself a quick breakfast, grabbing the map of the school and money from off the kitchen counter and leaving the castle dorm with fiddlellen flying after you. 

Officially starting your first day of school! 

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RSA au part 1-2.

RSA au part 3-4

[heartslabyuls]

completely forgot to actually post these here but i finally finished all the designs!

diasomnia’s are still subject to change bc i don’t like how sebek and lilia look in the uniform.

as of now, i have dorm names for heartslabyul, scarabia, pomefiore, and ignihyde, but the others are going through a revamp bc too many started with the letter S. i’d appreciate suggestions <333

[stupidneko]

a little redesign lol