Hellooo! Can I Request Some ADeuce + Yuu With A Side Of Carbonated Cloud And Full Moon Foam? But Only

Hellooo! Can I request some ADeuce + Yuu with a side of carbonated cloud and full moon foam? But only if it's alright haha. Thank you, hope you have a nice day! (･▽･)

Prompt: "I want to be rebellious, but I don't want to get in trouble."

• A bit of Everything •

Ebg finally ended for me meaning I can post this :D. I hope you're OK with a fic format since it eas left unspecified- one serving of carbonated crack and full moon foam at your table!

You three were as thick as thieves, at least that's what the student body portrays the infamous prefect and Adeuce duo as. Whenever there's trouble with one it'd become a trouble for all. That's how it's always been ever since the mine incident, but now that you're here confronting Ace alongside Deuce it… was begging you to wonder whether they were good influences on you. 

It was a relatively peaceful Sunday night, nothing eventful plagued your weekend which for a prefect- it was a blessing that needs to happen more often. Your other two friends managed to rope you in for a sleepover at Heartslabyul which at first you were reluctant to accept considering riddle's strict code but after a bit of convincing from Trey you three managed to have one night of just yourselves without outside intervention-

Except, Ace wasn't satisfied with your humble get together. 

To be specific he felt robbed with your painfully quaint sleepover having to still follow the rules of the Queen of Hearts along with a stern order from Riddle that he'd let you three lodge on the condition that it's bed time by 10pm. Deuce didn't seem to mind it considering that's his usual (attempted) hour but Ace was having none of it hence bringing us to the present moment. Where the ginger haired first year had a leg out on the distorted window's rim while you and Deuce were whisper yelling at him for an answer as to why exactly you three are locking the room's door and going out the window.

“You’re really out to get us in trouble?!-”

“Oh c’mon I doubt you’re fine with the one game we did besides- I already hid snacks on the roof so-”

“You what!-”

Your surprise was met with Ace’s exasperated sigh before tugging his other leg out the window, holding onto the top ledge with calloused hands before looking down at you two with an expectant brow. 

“You guys in or not?”

———

"Falling to my death doesn't sound nice"

"Oh- keep moving dammit!"

"Shh you'll alert someone so stop being so loud!"

"Both of you shush-"

"SHHH!"

The night breeze passed the scene, sending a chill down Ace's spine but it didn't convince him to back out now, no, not when you three were just one story away from the tiled roof of the dorm. Deuce was understandably hesitant but he seemed to have no trouble whatsoever in maneuvering his body when he grabbed onto the next ledge and distorted windows. Ragged breaths left your figure but you still held on, ever so slowly taking a small step upward with Ace leading your trio onwards.

Now don't get me wrong he's the troublemaker but he did have your best interests in mind. Otherwise he wouldn't be so determined to risk your three sneaking to the dorm's rooftop where he's been secretly stashing his food, most likely an exaggerated tip from his older brother but hey if it does the job then so be it. Deuce stopped when Ace halted, choosing to hoist himself up with his arms before turning to help you two as well. The wind began picking up its pace but not quite enough to knock any of you down. 

Heartslabyul's dorm looked big and even bigger once you enter its halls, so your view on the rooftop was quite the spectacle as it gave you an unforgettable view of the gardens below that line the pathway from the dorm to the mirror's location. The bird's eye view rendered both you and Deuce speechless for a moment, only Snapping out when you felt something small but soft hit the back of your head. Snapping your gazes to Ace he only gave a dry chuckle before pointing at the cookie packet you failed to catch.

"Glad ya guys agreed huh?"

Deuce's scowl remained, telling off the ginger about throwing food and how it could've fell off the roof or worse expose their secret. This in turn was dismissed with a wave and an eye roll.

"Please I've kept it quiet for months I doubt one night can change that juice face"

"Still!- you could've just passed it to us normally you jerk"

"He has a point Ace I mean how could you carelessly throw perfectly good food."

Ace's scoff was clearly heard see as you three were alone in an open space, far from the confinement of any quarters or classroom. He ripped open a snack for himself before gesturing for you and Deuce to sit.

"Mind you I bought all this with my own cash so thank me for the midnight snack dammit- OI-"

Yeah he deserved that head jab, you only gave a thumbs up to Deuce before taking your own seat, cross legged and shifting a bit before finally settling on a comfortable position. 

"It's so quiet, didn't know the dorm could be like this."

"Come to Ramshackle its always like this and worse"

"Don't, tried it once and I don't recommend"

"I made you sleep on the couch once"

"And I got an earful from the Dorm leader about your whereabouts that time 💢"

Being ganged up for the umpteenth time that night Ace pouted and harshly bit on his bread. Leaning back his weight on one of his propped arms.

"You two hold a grudge better than Dorm Leader then, besides that was like what-.months ago?"

"Half a year...and counting."

"Whoah…"

Eyes turned  back to Deuce who was already crumbling his finished granola bar wrapper, raising his knees close to his chest so that his chin can rest on top. Turquoise eyes glossed over the distance as if melancholic for a moment before snorting to himself, inducing a confused look from both you and Ace.

"It's already been that long, and here I am still feeling like I freshly graduated middle school…"

"It does huh… I mean, we already passed midterms, I heard around somewhere that something big is gonna happen at school soon."

"Yeah! I think the track and field captain mentioned lending a hand for something- Hey prefect you've been awfully quiet, you feel sick or..?"

A shrug was given, your gaze lingered a bit too long on the mirror in the distance, reminding you of the mirror that told you your otherworldly predicament. 

"Just, sappy- I doubt you two would wanna hear it but...I appreciate being part of...this" 

Your statement trailed into a dry chuckle as you gestured to you three, as lighthearted as you three usually were, you meant what you said and you wouldn't have it any other way. 

"Yeah you're right that's too sappy even for you-"

"And you think you wouldn't be part of 'this'? You're the one who made it y'know"

Ace huffed at the interruption before looking to the side himself. 

"What Deuce said… I can bet to great seven that this, is something nice to have. They say high school is the best years of your lives and I wanna commit to that- and I'd be damned if I didn't."

"Wow Ace didn't peg you to be so inspirational-"

"Will. You. Let. Me. Have. This-"

"Pfft- I think, I'd like that to though…"

Both boys turned to your close eyed smile, head leaning back ever so slightly before sharing a look among themselves.

"I don't know if I would've gotten 'this' at home...I wanna try everything- know what it's like but not too much-"

"Yeah yeah getting in trouble is a no for you both I get it goody two shoes advocates."

"Well- of course I mean I gotta stay clean if I want to be recommended into the forces but, we're at the Climax of our teen years.."

"Oh great seven Deuce? This behavior?"

"—all I'm saying is- when would we have the chance to try everything before we have to grow up…"

Ace shook and pulled open three soda cans, not saying a word when he passed two to his friends. Deuce had a point…

"Well, that settles it, I don't know what you two are getting all worked up for."

"Seriously though-"

"Seriously why? I mean we're here aren't we? Tell me how many people actually manage to get the best of both worlds."

Your expression blanked out for a second. Taking a big sip out of your beverage before sighing and wiping the excess off your lips with the sleeve of your sweatshirt.

"We have troublemaker, reforming ruffian and...an otherworldly prefect in charge of keeping things in line."

"Oi who are you calling trouble maker-" 

"When you put it like that...maybe we can make this work."

The unclouded sky stretched a canvas of stars each bestowing a fragment of light onto the scene happening below. The maroon tiled roof became tinted with silver, Ace's view of the scene was something he'd carry on in the future, to Deuce it was a part of his journey into tomorrow's dwellings, and to you it was a learning experience.

"Then I raise a toast, to us three"

The red eyed male gave a huh expression to which Deuce changed when he raised his can of half full soda. Ace eventually gave in after being pressed by both of your gazes not exactly the type to leave his two buddies hanging.

"To Juice Face, Tart Thief and Misplaced Prefect."

The young ravenette looked out the window of the cafe, even the tinted glass didn't stop her gaze from falling onto the horizon lined by the ocean. Getting ready for the day was one of her most peaceful moments, taking the time to check everything but this time... she felt a rather odd sense of comfort from where her stares lingered.

"Something good is about to happen, and when it does... the moonlight will bare witness to the ocean's doings."

It was a fleeting whisper barely audible, yet heard by two other helpers hiding within the shadows of the unopened Cafe. With an amused chuckle she gave one final peek to the azure waves before going back to her business. Perhaps a message in a bottle will flow adrift once more.

- 🌘

A mermaid lurks in the waves of her home. Her secluded mangrove roots created a perfectly private home. While there weren’t any dancing anemones and colorful corals, it was home. The marine creature weaved herself out of the tangled roots and kicked up some sand as her fins swayed in the ocean waves carrying her out to the open sea.

The mermaid’s pale yellow-grey tail glimmers as she quickly swims into the depths of the blue waves to where she finds a familiar abandoned shipwreck; it is where her treasury of pearls is safely hidden away from greedy thieves. Past the wooden doors overgrown with flowing green algae, colorful corals, and anemones peacefully welcome the mermaid shark. The sun shines brightly onto the turquoise blue and slowly descends into beautiful dark navy waters–quaint-filled small knick-knacks and shelves full of glass bottles and some with paper scrolls.

Light brown webbed hands reach out to the cramped selves and retrieve four filled orbs and bottles. Each item had odd silhouettes and surface dweller’s flora. The shark mermaid swims towards and makes her way down the rotting overgrown wreckage. Starlight hair sprawls behind her as the items in her faintly scared arms clink and clank along her movements. 

The mermaid swam to the darkest depths with familiarity etched into her actions as the mer-woman turned into a dimly lit cave. The dark and gloomy area’s atmosphere is in stark contrast to the sunken ship’s somewhat familiar yet somber aura. Despite how it may seem, the dreary cave helped the marine creature focus, and it acted as a secluded room for her to continue her work with little to no interruptions. Despite its initial usage as a workroom of sorts, the starlight-haired woman found it comforting and used it as a way to spy on the land.

The centerpiece in her hidden room was a large rock cauldron, the lip of a pot’s spindle-like stalagmites giving as dangerous allure as the shark-mer approaches as the foreboding centerpiece. The bottles and orbs clink as the young creature’s gills open on her neck and sides of her shark end. Gingerly allowing the fragile trinkets to float in the water before her golden interested gaze. Even though the eerily ambiance of the cave would make it hard to see the minute details of the ornaments for other humans, she wasn’t human, now was she?

“Hm, What to choose. Each one has the essence of the people it represents. These two,” The mermaid grasps the cork sealed glass containers, white shadows of a short-haired and long-haired figure, walking in opposite directions. The red encrusted seared bottle was simple in aesthetic but what it lacked in eye candy made things more interesting. The yellow-bowed glass seemingly was full of stars and a miniature tree as the long-haired figure looked forlorn.

The mer-shark turns to the last sky-filled the jar with butterflies, and lean-looking fiery flowers outstretched to the insects. The bejeweled orange bow floats in the waters as the white-haired woman experimentally pokes at its invisible wall. The bottle limply tilts and rotates before her with an amused smirk curling on the mermaid’s face. The last items differed from the glass-filled bottles, two orbs filled with flora and rare growing see-through crystals.

“Or, these others, quite the predicament.” Indecision ebbs into the mermaid as white strands float behind the woman as nothing answers her rhetorical question. ‘I wonder how long I’ll have to stay down here, and I do have a business on the surface to tend to up there.’ The shark-mer thoughtfully glances toward the keen selection as a webbed hand reaches towards one of the floating items and raises it to her eyes. A quizzical expression appears as she violently throws the glass into the cauldron. A thunderous cloud explodes, and streaks of color appear and illuminate the darkened cavern. Soon the clouds start to come and absorb unnaturally, forming into useless shapes at first.

Mother-like coos roll from the mermaid’s tongue as she urges the abnormally swelling bubble to configure itself into something more visible, something more telling.

A purple mist bursts from the swelling bubble, and a young man with brown and red hair appears before in the mist. His face cooly steward as he looks off. “Zane Fredrick, a man, stranded to Royal Sword.” {See post}

A gentle mix of pink, blue, and green seeps into the grey cloud as it pops. A young woman with a focused expression on her face. “Monica Cyrus, the woman stranded in an unknown world. Hm, more than one person from mysterious circumstances… Odd.” {See post}

Vibrant reds and yellows take over and writhe. The cloud gathers together and shows an outline of a lizard or a dragon. “Professor Lòng of Royal Sword.” {See Post}

The vibrancy of warm colors mellows and transforms into gentle pastel colors. A pair of slips appear in the cloud as the mermaid reaches the last orb. “Leif Sinter, the 1st year of RSA with a little secret of his own.” {See Post}

The last orb in the shark’s possession was a humble flower-filled looking glass. As she recounts this person’s name and drops the bubble into her cauldron, the mist turns into a black outline of a rosebud. “Roselio Cantilena, quite literally the baby of this bunch.” {See Post}

“That looks like all of them, as of now. Hope they’re all doing well.” Lifting her chin from propped up hands as she looked on in mild intrigue, a tired sigh pulled from her lips, and she looked to the entrance of her small hideaway to see a nameless merman in her doorway skeptically. Calling out, “Sherbert Wellman? May I speak with you?”

Tagging: @rrasado @anevilbunnyinthehat 👉👈

Cato’s hairstyle reminds me of lilies of the valley :)

This makes me smile in the fluffiest way possible anon-San :D, I didn't really think much when I first began revamping his design during his beta phase- all I knew was, he was definitely gonna have a mullet even if it'll be the death of me.

I think it also matches his youth? If I go with it's general meaning of "symbolises absolute purity, youth, sincerity, and discretion", due to his childhood Cato can be called sincere in every right and I'm willing to elaborate more if anyone is interested 👀.

OC FILES《🦉🌺🦂✒》

I've finally compiled them 💀. Meet my four main twst OCs! Only two of them are actually twsted off of something but eheh-

Cato is savanaclaw's owl ^ ^, Inkan is the "son" of a mercenary twsted off of the thieves in Aladin, Tiflo is the older brother of @sherbet-shark 's Rosalio! And Phoebus is my self insert sona twsted from one of the twelve titans in Greek mythology. Feel free to ask anything about them, you may see them in some of my works in the future 👀.

-🌘

"You meant...this.?" 《✒》

Someone mentioned it being maid day and ig this old sketch is relevant now ...? Have Maid Phoebus at your service (exclusive to the young masters and mistresses of Ramshackle sorry not sorry twst boys-)

- 🌘

Headmaster Speculation [Unfinished/Half-baked]

To be specific, this was an old thought ramble after a discord friend pointed something out regarding my Crowley rants from before. Again this is all pure speculation with a dash of imagination nothing more nothing less. I'm open for discussion about this (agreeing or disagreeing I'm fine with such) just please be respectful about it thank you ^ ^.

Reference posts used: [Crowley Rant] [Yuu is Twsted Mickey Mouse]

⚠️ Mentions of rebirth and (pixelated) picture of The Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Last Things

Headmaster Crowley through the lens of a Painting:

I remember posting about how Yuu can possibly be twst mickey. After that an anonymous ask was sent saying how they also theorized Crowley being a prefect at one point (yet he didn't get the job done as intended so now he's pushing yuu to do it.)

Then it occurred to me how Crowley had both keys and mirrors on his person, and how there were seven keys and four mirrors, I pointed the numerical count on the answer for the ask then another art friend of mine suggested that, what if it was a reference (or a similarly patterned narrative) to the painting of "The Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Last Things"

(Seven keys Seven sins four mirrors four last things)

At first I didn't really consider it since the number seven is a prominently symbolic number in literature "seven sins seven virtues seven days of a week seven colors in a rainbow etc." And the four might’ve just been an artistic design but then, I started reading into the paintings' wiki.

The paintings' composition made sense four corners four things death hell heaven and judgement. It light bulbed how often mirros tend to ride on the "rebirth renewal and truth" theme so I started considering the 4 aspect being important.

Then, I read more and you all remember how Crowley is the headmaster and the overseer of the school?

And how in the beginning of the game there was a line about "For me, For them, For you. We are all running out of time. No matter what, never let go of my hand." Etc.

In the middle of the painting, inscribed in Latin it says:

"For they are a nation void of counsel, neither is there any understanding in them", above, and "O that they were wise, that they understood this, that they would consider their latter end!"

If the anon's take from that past post of mine was correct and Crowley was indeed supposed to have been the first "prefect" figure in rounding up the shackled seven of twst in this generation but failed then... what if that's why he keeps pushing Yuu to do the dirty work with the blot victims

Because they're "running out of time" since their "latter end" is near.

If my Yuu Mickey ramble was also correct, maybe the nation void of counsel is twisted wonderland itself with correlation to the Great Seven and their deeds/influence, "Neither is their understanding in them" may pertain to how the great seven are glorified when they're in reality villains of their myths. "O that they were wise, that they understood this, that they would consider their latter end!" Again, going back to the theory, what if they're aware of the generational repeat? What if they're aware that one day there will be another Mickey/Hero destined to overthrow the positive stasis of the current seven (now in the form of the Overblot Victims) and they're slowly succeeding but- something will inevitably happen along the way.

Regarding the mirrors and the whole death hell heaven judgement aspect, what if Crowley took yuu's hand through the mirror in the sense that they'll be the new mantle to bring fourth long due judegement over the twsted seven. In reference to my yuu is mickey theory where I asusme yuu has a duty of making things right where mickey originally went wrong.