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,,,would you guys believe me if I said I made this edit for a school project

In total this took I think 20+ ish hours, 16 of them were dedicated to edit the characters out of the card backgrounds because OHHHHH MYY GODDDDDDDD ‼️‼️‼️ how do the editors of the TWST community handle this. It was such a painful process and having to figuring out how to layout the characters and positions to put them in,,,

Weirdly enough, I had a lot of fun doing it! I'm very proud of how everything turned out, even if some of the editing is clunky. I know this isn't my usual art posts, but like I gotta post something during my hiatus so 🤷

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Wait does anyone want to hear one of my twst hcs

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Episode of Savanaclaw: Leona’s Overblot!!

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Happy Pride to one of the greatest fumblers in Twisted Wonderland

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ah, yes

The peak of mental stability 🧍‍♂️ It's okay though, cuz his eyelashes are always on point/j

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It only took a moment To be loved a whole life long

still thinking about twst eve and ortho… i also still need to rewatch wall-e but i just remembered the lighter scene and my hand moved on its own and didn’t let me sleep until it’s visualized

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Overblot Boys as the Saja Boys

Here is my attempt lol sorry Idia and Azul I just feel like these five fit better (but feel free to tell me if you think otherwise)

Malleus -> Mystery

Leona -> Abby

Jamil -> Jinu

Riddle -> Baby

Vil -> Romance

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Ya’ll-

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(Not pictured: A very active tail wagging)

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TWST x KPOP DEMON HUNTERS!!!

this took life out of me AND ITS OFF BEAT MOTHER FU- im okay

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Filled with Static Pt. 10

Summary: Yuu was already fed up before coming to Playful Land and now that it's over... She has some very choice words for she has reached her boiling point...

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9

What should’ve been a restful day quickly evaporated as the news of Yuu’s departure began to circulate through the school. Now, the student body became aware of what had transpired the day certain students skipped and NRC had begun to morph into a war zone. All eyes were firmly locked on the ones who caused it.

(It's shorter this time as I am going through burn out, but I still wanted to get this out)

It’s quiet when Vil enters Pomefiore, but he pays no mind to it in his mental state as he closes the grand doors behind him. The normal clicking of his heels sound like thundering steps to his ears as he walks down the hallway. Just as he opens the doors to the lounge, Epel comes flying out of nowhere.

“Ya piece of shit!”

Rook grabs him swiftly before he makes contact with a shocked and stunned Vil. Epel struggles like some feral animal in the archer’s arms, but the vice doesn’t budge.

“Because of ya one of muh friends is gone!” Epel claws at Rook’s arms with tears in his eyes. “Ya doggone piece of horseshit!”

“Monsieur Cherry Apple.” Rook’s voice lacks its usual tone. “Go to your room.”

“But-”

“Now. Roi du Poison and I need to talk.” He lets the first year go, who glares at Vil before practically stomping down the hall.

“Rook-”

“Non. I don’t want to hear an excuse.” Rook cuts him off as the brim of his hat hides his eyes. “What happened? As someone like you would never do this.”

“...I got careless.”

“You? Careless?”

“I’m human, it happens.”

“There’s carelessness and then there’s ignoring what’s being told to you.” Rook’s hat lifts and Vil fights back a shiver as sharp green eyes stare at him. “How do you ignore the red flags?”

“I underestimated his magic.”

“And Madam Trickster?”

“....”

“No words, hmm?” Rook turns on his heel. “We often take advantage of the ones who give and protect us. In the effort she took to understand us, the least you could do was understand her in return.” He tipped his hat down and glared at Vil from under it. “I am filled with sadness at what happened to her and filled with anger towards the ones that caused it.”

“Rook-”

“I speak my mind, Roi du Poison, and what I see before me is not beauty, but an ignorant ugliness.” He begins to walk away as Vil’s breath hitches. “I’ve informed the rest of the dorm to leave you be as I would speak to you. I’ve said my peace. Now, goodbye... Vil.”

Vil watched as Rook left him, traveling further down the hall and leaving the dorm leader to ruminate on his words.

“...I’m such a fool...”

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Leona Kingscholar

Nigella (Blue) 💐

Flower language: Unyielding spirit

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The Hair Touch🥀

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Did somebody ask for another Twst OC yap? No?? WELL TOO BAD HERE'S ANOTHER GOOGLE DOC FULL OF NOTES ABOUT ANOTHER SONA!!!

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VM2UBbaJITu6POnCHpzz_zVx51dMwvTP-_YepLP8dfQ/edit?tab=t.0

Meet Isabelle Fairywinkle-Cosma! She's my Fairly OddParents oc who I twisted from Timmy Turner but specifically those AU's where he becomes a Fairy and gets to stay with his REAL family who LOVES HIM TO DEATH- Can you tell that I've been reading a bunch of Fix-it family fics after the New Wish show came out??

Anyways, Izzy actually IS Timmy Turner! In a way. She's a "What if Timmy was born a girl but instead The Turners actually wanted a boy so they only refer to her by her middle name 'Timothea' and using he/him pronouns and she's finally 'comes out' after being adopted by her fairy family and begins her transition into a Fairy and goes by Izzy and uses she/her pronouns, so she's a secret trans allegory 🏳️‍⚧️?" idea. So it's the same Timmy Turner from the TV show, she's experienced all the same exact things only she's occasionally called Izzy by her Godfamily. Towards the end of the show and before they introduced the blonde girl, Izzy wished that when Cosmo and Wanda were no longer her godparents, she would become their biological daughter and stay a part of their family as a Fairy, however since she is young and needs time to adjust to a new body Izzy is turned into a hybrid of the two species with limited magical abilities.

So, in a spectacular twist of fate, Izzy ends up at a school for learning magic with the rest of her family!

Like I said earlier, this fic doc doesn't have as many notes as Bella Haddock did but that doesn't mean Izzy's story isn't as fleshed out, I've added a bunch of dms between me and Shoopy about her but I never got around to editing any of them lol. If you wanna know any specifics about her or how she and her fairy fam interact with the boys and what would happen in any Book or Event moment, I'd happily tell you more!! Feel free to ask any questions!

This is me whenever techno submits a new OC

You always have so much lore and detail with your characters its crazy. You even said Izzy isn't as developed, but the Google Doc is literally eleven pages long lmao

I'm gonna be so for real - I haven't watched anything Fairly Odd Parents related since I was in elementary school. I don't think the dog was even a thing by the time I stopped watching it. I'm not really caught up on the recent lore. All I know is recently Poof made an appearance as a grown up and suddenly I had Fairly Odd Parents thirsty fanart on my timeline LOL

I find it curious that you've sent me two OCs, but neither was based off of a Disney property. Do you have any? I just figured that was where most people would draw inspiration from. (I can't judge because Erin wasn't based on anyone from Disney either lol)

You're just so creative Techno. How do you do it? AJDKASJD IM JEALOUS

Thank you Shoopy for being Techno's sound board we appreciate your service.

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now who's the rapper of NRC

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Midnight Visits

Part ten of The Rain series

Synopsis: Rook and Che'nya sneak into the infirmary on two separate nights to visit the recovering Prefect.

TW: Broken bone, entering without breaking, Rook Hunt

A/N: Writing block sucks. Sorry it took so long but I was finally able to form words how I wanted to again!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10 (here), Part 11 (coming soon), . . .

Waking up the next morning you were undoubtedly better rested than you had been in a long time, but you were also a little peeved at a certain fae for spelling you to sleep in order to avoid your topic of discussion.

And boy were you happy you slept so good because the rest of the morning was a blur of tests and Styx staff. A good portion of your bandages had been removed by now. Your stomach, head, and select spots on your arms and legs were now freed from bandages. The staff decided you were far enough along in the treatment and that your body was reacting well enough to magical treatments, despite them being foreign to you, that they could do some more intensive procedures and repair your broken bones. The casts were removed, and while the bones were definitely healed now, the places where the cracks and splinters used to be were unbelievably sore. According to the doctors, this soreness would last about a week. And, over this week, you wouldn't be allowed any visitors.

The first couple days passed unbearably slowly. Nothing to do, nobody to talk to, you couldn't even play the games Idia left you because you were too sore. The TV (a gift from Idia as well) had timed out and so you were left to stare at the ceiling and hallucinate patterns in the grain of the stone.

"That spot looks like Roi du Lions."

You nearly jumped out of your skin. Your body ached in protest and a pained yelp ripped from your throat. You could barely see a mop of blonde hair out of your peripherals. "Rook?" you winced.

"Oui" came his unbothered response. Likely understanding how sore you were at the moment, Rook moved to sit on the edge of your bed so you could properly see him. He looked the same as usual except for some very distinctive leaves in twigs that were tangled in his hair. They were from a tree of which there was only one on campus. That tree was outside the window to the room you were now sickeningly familiar with.

You didn't bother asking how he managed to get inside the room, the slight breeze you felt tickling your cheeks answered that question rather clearly. Instead, you asked: "How long were you in the tree?"

Rook gave you his signature cryptic smile. "Only three days this time. Worry not. I packed myself rations for my stay in the canopy."

You ignored the absurdity of his statement mostly and asked: "This time?"

"Oui!"

You stared at him.

His face remained in a close eyed smile. He looked like a fox.

"Rook-"

"Oh! Do not look at me with such an expression! I simply could not simply allow my beloved Trickster to lay all alone whilst they battled so valiantly!"

You managed to decipher his flowery words ad essentially being him saying he had been in the tree for some duration between the time you first got admitted and now in order to keep an eye on you. You didn't bother asking if it was an occasional thing of if he was up there the whole time. You weren't sure you wanted to hear the answer.

Despite everything, Rook seemed to be at his usual level of weirdness. You were just about to wright him off as being the one who took all of this the best when a phone screen flickered before your face.

"My first stint was for 4 weeks! I was in such a rush to be by your side that I hadn't even brought rations and supplies with me! I had to rely on Monsieur Crabapple and Roi du Poison to bring me food and water in exchange for information on your condition." On his phone screen flickered an image of an unruly and wild looking Rook. His hair was far from its usual neatness, dirt and mud dirtied his clothes and complexion, his usual cleanshaven face was prickly with stubble, and he overall looked like he had just survived a month living like a beast in the forest. "Roi du Poison was quite cross with me when I finally returned, but his heart was not in his scolding."

"Wait. . .were you out there throughout the entire storm?" you croaked, memories of the storm conjured from Malleus' emotion flashed through your mind. How had he survived that?

Rook simply smiled and reached a hand up to brush the hair from your face.

He didn't stay much longer after that. He left declaring you needed rest. As he left you realized. . .his hair was much longer.

The next few nights after Rook's visit were peaceful. Your soreness was now just a dull ache of a memory of its prior intensity. You were absentmindedly staring up at the TV across the room, watching some old cartoon professor Trein had brought over CDs of saying his sons loved it when they were younger and perhaps you would too. It was the last night of your recovery period. Tomorrow you would get to see another of your friends.

You finally decided to turn off the cartoons and go to bed for the night when you began to see flashes of pink and cartoony looking smiles out of the corners of your eyes.

You flicked off the television and were about to lay down when- "Aww. I liked that one."

You surprised even yourself by not being startled by the voice. Perhaps you'd had a suspicion in the back of your mind that you hadn't been simply hallucinating.

"Well it's no fun if you don't jump" a floating head materialized above the mattress beside you and huffed.

"Hello, Che'nya"

The mattress beside you dipped as a body materialized to go along with the head. "Hello, Little Prefect." Che'nya grinned back. "You really have set the whole island into a uproar, you know."

"I'm sure that's an exaggeration." you sigh. NRC was understandable since it's the school you go to and therefore you knew a lot to the people there and they knew you. RSA was too to an extent since you had a couple friends there. But the whole island? Maybe the press was annoying the townsfolk?

"Oh, but it's not" Che'nya coos. "I don't think you realize it, Little Prefect, but you've wiggled yourself into lives and hearts of many people here." As he spoke, his tail flicked lazily around. "Neige was nearly inconsolable."

Your eyes flick over to the bouquet on your windowsill. You received it pretty soon after the incident and a spell had been cast on it to keep the flowers from wilting.

"And I was hardly in any shape to do any consoling myself." Suddenly his soft tail coils around your leg while his fingers intertwine with yours.

"Che'nya" you sigh. "Stop joking."

The beastman laughs at your blank expression but tucks his head under your chin. "I'm not." he pouts.

You open your mouth to reprimand him once more but stop and close it again when you feel his grip on your hand tighten ever so slightly.

The room falls silent and you soon fall asleep. When you wake up in the morning Che'nya is gone but the side of the bed on which he laid the night before is still warm.

You can't help but remember how the way he clung to you last night felt more. . .desperate than usual.

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Ok, I lied. I'm hopeless.