#twst rusty

[minccinoocappuccino]

hey there i saw the ask game and i'd love to ask 💕 for your boys! (azar asher and rusty)

Pros +Rusty specializes in finances so you don't have to worry about that +He loves to listen to u talk +His UM makes it where u get everything u want +Will take up ur work as his own +Very much a house husband kinda guy +Enjoys simple things +Is great at cooking +Lets u lead +Has huge ears they r cute +Knows a lot of things +Never argues or raises his voice +Will do anything u ask him to

Cons -Will never tell u what hes really feeling -Thinks logical about everything (will forget to take feelings in account) -Not good at expressing himself -Will lie to u -Does a lot of things in secret -While his um can b good it might make u question f ur achievements r u own or from his magic -He is prone to anxiety when things arent going the way he planed -Because of this he uses his um for almost everything he does -Is kinda a control freak -Only eats junk food -Will play video games into the early morning

Rusty overworks himself for his partner to gain there approval and praise but by doing so doesn't let them in to see that he is very childish at heart.

Coffin by @ / thoselethalarts Thanks so much for asking! Azar can be found here Asher can be found here

[gkdmts]

shshjsjaksh…may I ask for leona and ruggie interactions…they are very silly and when they are together the silliness multiplies…it’s ok if not tho…I like your art it’s very very pretty ok have a nice day

sure, here you go! i think i failed in drawing them silly nhaha, the start of the new term really screwed me up i'm getting back on track though, just you guys wait (esp those who sent requests, i'm working on it!) and thank you anon! you too have a great day

[povoti]

Hi, Can you do Dragon Boi and Snake Boi? They're my Husbands~ Also the Green and Red combo~

Reptile Gang!!!! (Sebek sadly not included)

[azujamit4t]

Triple bakaaaaaaa

[ai-kan1]

Long time no lineart 💥

[cloudcountry]

sneaking riddle out to a summer carnival!!!

SUMMARY: you take riddle to his first carnival!

COMMENTS: takes place post-overblot. honestly this can be read as heavy pining or established relationship LMAO also riddle wears heels outside of his housewarden's uniform shut UP

please be nice to me i am rusty i fear

TAGLIST: i'm going to be doing this again so let me know if you'd like to be tagged in stuff!!

Riddle’s first instinct is to turn right on his heel and walk out of there, and if it wasn’t for your hopeful smile and bright eyes he probably would have. The bright flashing lights, the screaming, and oh Great Seven, the food were all things his mother would have screamed at him for participating in. He supposes that's why you brought him here.

Just the two of you. No Ace, no Deuce, not even Grim is here with you.

The smell of grease and sugar is in the air as your fingers intertwine with his. The action catches him off guard, and you use it to your advantage and drag him deeper into the carnival. He vaguely hears you ask for tickets, making small talk with the vendor as they exchange a handful of tickets for your thaumarks.

(Letting someone else pay for his activities would also be something his mother would yell at him for, he thinks. He’s too busy trying to figure out how safe the ferris wheel is to examine the thought further.)

He’s glad Grim isn’t here. The thought makes his mouth twist in displeasure at how immature he’s being, but deep down he knows the direbeast would be hogging all of your attention. It’s easy to dispel the thought when you grab his hand and lead him into the chaos that is the carnival.

“Which ride do you want to start first?” you ask, a bounce in your step as you turn back and smile at him.

Riddle eyes each one warily. They all look rather horrifying, and if he’s honest with you he’d say he doesn't want to ride any of them.

His eyes catch on the drop tower, and it’s at that moment that the tower drops, and Riddle watches with wide eyes as the people on the ride plunge to the bottom, screaming like they're going to be killed.

“It’s for fun! Adrenaline, you know?” you say hastily.

He’s certain he’s gaping at the ride like he’s seen a ghost.

“We could try some games...?”

Riddle takes a moment to compose himself, shaking himself out of his stupor. He’s never been so out of his element, but he knows for sure you’d never lead him astray. You never have.

“Which one is your favorite?” he asks, watching your face relax.

“I think we should start with the ferris wheel.” you smile softly, and he can't tell if you're dodging the question or if that is your favorite ride, “But you don’t have to if you don’t want to. It’s a good ride to start with when you’re nervous.”

He wants to thank you, but the words get stuck in his throat. He lets you chatter about each game and each ride as you pass them, the ground beneath you uneven and bumpy. Riddle is glad you told him to dress comfortably—as ridiculous as it would have been to wear a pair of his heels for a carnival, he’s struggling even in his dress shoes.

You should always look presentable. There is no use complaining.

He feels you squeeze his hand again. You’ve found yourselves in front of the ferris wheel, with the queue shorter than he imagined it’d be. He looks over to you with a question in his eyes, and you giggle.

“Sage Island isn’t that crowded around here, you know? It’s already pretty isolated from everywhere else.” you say, “Don’t worry about it, just let me take the reigns today, okay?”

You bump your hip against his playfully as the line starts to move, and Riddle stumbles after you as you squeeze into a cart. You bounce in your seat as the attendant shuts the door and sends you up into the sky.

Riddle has seen the movies, the cheesy ones were the cart was a little bit bigger and the view was a little bit brighter, but he never understood the appeal of sitting there and watching rides move with someone else.

Now he gets it.

Your hand is still touching his, and he swears if he focuses hard enough he can feel your pulse against the heel of his palm. Riddle spares a glance at you, only to find you looking at him with a hopeful smile.

“Isn’t it nice?” you ask, voice soft and sweet and kind.

“Yes.” he nods, choking on his words as the scent of your shampoo wafts towards him.

You’re both so close.

The ferris wheel starts moving again, and Riddle feels a stab of disappointment in his chest. You laugh at his pout, bumping shoulders with him.

“Don’t worry, we get to go again!” you say, and he perks right back up.

He loves the ferris wheel. He wants to go on it again sometime, if you’d let him.

It seems like only a few minutes before you’re off of the ride and you’re pulling him over to all the food stalls, The smile on your face is infectious as you rattle off the different types of carnival food, talking about the strawberry variants of each one. It fills his chest with butterflies to see you so attentive—truly, he feels spoiled when you buy him a strawberry funnel cake and a caramel apple and even strawberry flavored shaved ice. In return, Riddle insists he pay for your food, and you laugh before accepting.

“I just wanted to treat you.” you confess, sipping on the drink your ordered, “You worked so hard during exams and even worked with others to make sure they were doing okay. Deuce did really well because you inspired him to work hard. You’re amazing—and you deserve a day off every now and then.”

It takes him off guard, just how candid you can be, especially with someone like him. Maybe it’s because you’ve seen him at his most vulnerable, you’ve seen parts of his past only Trey knows, you took the time to get closer to him when everyone else kept their distance, He knows now that that distance was his own fault, which is yet another thing you helped him realize, and—

You’re still doing more for him, over and over again. It’s like a debt he’ll never be able to pay back.

So instead, he reaches over and grabs your hand, the pads of his fingertips pressing into your palm.

You look over at him.

“Hm?”

His heart feels like it’s caught in his throat, but he forces the words out.

“Thank you for today.”

The smile that stretches across your face is the widest one yet. It’s triumphant, like his smile was the prize for winning a game you’d been playing for far too long.

“Of course, Riddle.” you scoot closer, “It’s no problem at all. I hope you’ll do this with me again sometime.”

He will. In a heartbeat, he will.

[coolbattlegirl]

Sato just wanted to carry egg Malleus for a little longer…

[hanafubukki]

More random comfort headcanons:

When you’re sick, Rook puts his hat on you. You don’t know why, but it made you smile, which ended up bringing a smile to his face. He once offered to bring you the finest blanket to use but you declined, knowing how extra he can be.

Vil would make sure you’re eating the proper nutrients during this time. He would also make sure you were taking care of yourself with showers and light skin care routine. After all, what’s a better way to get better than proper hygiene?

Epel brought to you all the apple related products. He knew remedies from his family that would help with colds and such. He snuck in a warm piece of apple pie to you when Vil wasn’t looking. Vil definitely knew but didn’t say anything.

[yuyuunon]

Spade

[adreamingrevenant]

[milkstoner]

The thought of Malleus and Silver knowing love only in relation to Lilia. The fact Lilia is the strongest thing the two share, or so it seems, or so that is what they believe. The way that their love for each other is difficult to name, to put words on, to express, because of how foreign it is. That one bows to the other, when really he bows to his father. That one kept, keeps the other alive to keep his dearest friend happy. On the surface, it is the two of them; on another level, it is all for Lilia; in the deepest depths of dreams there is something else, veiled so very thinly. A familiarity. A bond that goes beyond. The histories that get lost in the threads of time, the ones that don’t make it on the pages, or on the lips of poets; they persist in your spirit.

[honeynclove]

quick little broomquet card edit of @nami-moittli’s ortho hc (don’t look at it too close or it starts to look bad 😭)

(also this is transfem ortho propaganda @transfemtwsttourney)

[atelier-rougelian]

officially back in twst hell; new oc scarabia boy art dump (he/they). Behind that resting bitch face and mean attitude is an idiot goofball, I promise.

[siphoklansan]

can my oc, Lottie, drag siphok to various clothing store excitingly?

https://www.tumblr.com/tahollyskeetchy/717302952777416704/name-lottie-bouffe-age-17-appearance-lottie?source=share

Siphok had a lot of fun trying on clothes with Lottie! Unfortunately, she couldn’t buy anything (Crowley does not pay her like a sports player)

*SLAMS HANDS ON THE TABLE* EXCUSE ME I LOVE PRINCESS AND THE FROG SO MUCH IT’S MY FAVORITE DISNEY MOVIE!!! CHARLOTTE IS SUCH A GREAT CHARACTER AND THAT’S ON GOD‼️‼️‼️ I love how she’s nice, even though she’s spoiled. She’s also so happy for Tiana when she got her happy ending. Charlotte is a great character, definitely one of my faves!!

I love Lottie’s curls (hair) at the bottom SO much and it physically pains me that I couldn’t draw them due to the angle💔💔💔 ALSO THE HEART PUPILS ARE ADORABLE HELLO????

OC INTERACTION: CLOSED

[blanketorghost]

Finally, a colored pic of the Boyfriend ™️

I wanted to give Yuu a cute date outfit for his mystery date with @keiyaku-tako 's Azul 🤭

I am an angsty ghost but I'm also very benevolent 😇

Fun fact! Yuu didn't have any "outside" clothes until chapter 5. His birthday takes place during that time in the NRC Tribe camp and as a gift Vil took him shopping for actual clothes godbless 😔🙏 (he also bought and styled his new uniform so he didnt have to wear oversized, hand-me-downs that have been laying abandoned for 100 years)

Yuu's choice of style is usually more goth-rocky but he likes to soften up his outfits a bit when he goes on dates with Azul so he likes him better 🥺

Either way, Yuu always gets very excited when they go on dates. Even if this one had a bit of coersion from my part hehe😌

[teleport-teapot]

beauty eternal/impermanent