Twst Incorrect Quotes #09

Thanks for giving me a chance ❤

rose hunt-clover, a literal plant turned human due to science club shenanigans

he insists on calling trey and rook “papa”, though one of them is much more adamant about upholding this title than the other

please don't like without reblogging!

Twst quotes #02

Yuu: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you?

Azul: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now.

Azul: Would you like me to tutor you?

Idia: That was smooth.

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Yuu: Is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Vil: What’s up your ass this morning!

Malleus: *walks in* ...Hey.

Vil: Hmm… nevermind.

Yuu: WAIT NO!

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Yuu: So... what would you do if you were in bed with me?

Jamil: Depends. Is your bed comfortable?

Yuu: Yes.

Jamil: I'd sleep.

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Yuu: ....Thou shalt not marry each other, for thy art both sinful...

Eliza: I just wanna fucking marry Idia!!

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*playing twister*

Azul: Right hand red.

Kalim: *ends up on top of Jamil*

Jamil: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Yuu: We stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

Survivor of Ramshackle - part 2

Part two is here!

Warnings: Swearing, dark themes, death, lots of death, gore, blood, body horror, vomiting, dead bodies, I am not responsible for what you read.

PART 1

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Everything was flying by so fast. The second they stepped through the portal, it felt like all their insides were being rearranged. Yuu flew past universe by universe. Saw shapes beyond human comprehension, colors that don't exist, and sounds that could never be fathomed. Closing their eyes helped a little, but they were still being thrown around like a rag doll through the space-time continuum. After about 15 minutes of absolute hell, they blacked out. When they regain consciousness, they are lying in the dirt of some unknown place. They picked themselves up. Their body felt like lead. They were sure they were going to have a migraine after this. Looking around, they realized this was a plot of unused land that was located near their hometown. Then it clicked.

They made it

Yuu knew the way to their house from here, so they wasted no time in running home. Heavy pants exhaled from their chest as they sprinted home. Nothing could hold them back anymore. They were finally home. They were giggling like a madman between breaths, and before they knew it, they were already talking out loud to the family members they were yet to meet again.

"MOM!! DAD!! I'M HOME!! I MADE IT!! I KNOW YOU ARE PROBABLY WORRIED, I CAN EXPLAIN!! SOMETHING TOOK ME AWAY BUT I'M SAFE NOW! I HAD SO MUCH FUN THERE WAS MAGIC I SAVED PEOPLE I LEARNED SO MUCH I MADE NEW FRIENDS YOUR GOING TO LOVE THEM SO MUCH I-"

Yuu stopped dead in their tracks. Their town was there. But it was reduced to rubble, ash, and crumbling ruins. There was still smoke coming from the leftover embers.

"..."

They didn't know what to say. The world tilted on its axis. Before they could pass out, however. Yuu found themselves running to their already intended destination. Charred corpses littered the streets of what was once their home. There was complete silence save for their swift, heavy footfalls against the broken tar of the roads, and the increased pounding in their chest. Rounding the block, they could see the sign for their street. It was bent and burnt bit still recognizable. With the last of their stamina, Yuu made the final push to their house. Seeing their home as nothing but a pile of rubble and ash is a sight they never wanted to see. But this is really happening right now. This realization hits even harder when they see their parents charred corpses next to the rubble.

"No," they whispered. Utterly shattered. They were shaking at this point . Both from physical exhaustion and the emotional trauma being inflicted on them. With a shaky hand, Yuu slowly reaches down and holds the skeletal hand of one of their parents. Nothing could stop Yuu from breaking down. Yuu's screams of pure agony filled the sky as tears and snot cascaded down their face. They barely registered themselves falling to the ground and weeping on all fours. It didn't matter. For there was only one thing that existed right now: PAIN.

Yuu whole body hurt like it never did before. There was something coursing through their veins that felt like lava. It was another factor in their screaming. Yuu's throat got tired after the outburst and just gave up after a while. They could only wheeze now as they fell into misery. Not like they even had the energy to make any sound anymore.

Yuu did not wish to look at the ruins of their home anymore. So they lurched their way into the street. Looking down the road, they saw a pile of bodies heaped high. What caught their eye about this, however, is the flag pole that was stuck in the middle on top. The flag had an insignia of some kind. It was threatening. The triangular red flag flowed in the wind like a trail of blood in water. The insignia mocked them of being unable to save their family.

Yuu trudged their way to a lake. Their skin paling and sweat cascaded down thier face with every step they took. Setting eyes on the water, they went to the edge and stuck their whole head in. They felt so thirsty. Yet no matter how much they drank, it still was not enough. Their entire stomach was now filled with water, yet they still needed more. What was happening to them? Their breaths had been labored for some time now, but now they were becoming even more intense. Yuu began to feel nauseous. Something weird was happening inside them. That weirdness turned into pain as they suddenly vomited a whole ton of blood. There was just a thick stream of blood coming from Yuu's mouth, straight into the lake. It was a horrifying sight. Yuu is just emptying out an entire bodies worth of blood. The blood coming out changed from red to black as now they had no blood left in them. Yuu identified the substance even in this state:

Blot

Then it started happening. Yuu was overblotting.

They were so tired they could only slouch there as thier body morphed and changed. Fingers growing sharp claws. Hair turning pitch black. They could feel their clothes changing and materializing more features. Their right eyeball burned like it was on fire. The ink seeping into shapes down their face. The process was surprisingly calm. As if this whole thing would bring them peace. At last.

The ink around them started to morph into a shape. The shape grew features as more ink accumulated around it. The shape began to form into a creature. This creature looked like a biblically accurate angel. Because it was constantly changing between different forms of different creatures. It finally settled on one form, however. It was the form of a three-headed dragon with two tails and a pair of giant wings. Each of the three heads had a crown atop their cracked glass skulls. This thing beared uncanny resemblance to an antagonist Yuu saw in a monster movie once. But judging how it looked like an eldritch creature beforehand, this thing probably has multiple forms like this. That and they remembered seeing somewhere that a multi-headed dragon is one of the forms of the devil.

Yuu's transformation reached its end as they opened their eyes. The fatigue they were feeling earlier was now completely gone as they felt like they could take on the world. They felt so good. They felt powerful, too. They wanted to see for themselves if that was true. They attempted to fire a spell they saw the boys use towards some rubble. To their surprise, a burst of magic sprung forth from their hand and completely demolished it in the blink of an eye. This was amazing. They could do magic now. It made them feel a little bit better. But they were still alone in this world now. Alone, except for their monster. The three-headed dragon peered down at them with its soulless eyes. There was electricity crackling where its mouth should be. It didn't have that many features on its face. But if it did, it would have the face of: "What are you? You are the only living thing here. Do not cross us."

Yuu looked at the creature. The creature looked at them. This was their phantom. This thing would eventually kill them. They knew this, yet they couldn't bring themselves to turn it away. This was the only company they had left. Their family was gone. Their home was gone. And their friends in Twisted Wonderland would never think to look for them. They would die completely alone. Without anyone here to save them. Or even know what happened to them. This was it. The end.

No

They could still do something. The blot was meddling with their mind. But a part of Yuu's morals were still trying to function in a way. But it came out twisted. Their goal now was to destroy whatever killed their people. To stop this from happening to any other world out there. They will end this madness even at the cost of their own life if they must.

Floating their way to the pole of dead bodies they passed earlier, Yuu pulled the flag pole out the heap, snapped it in half over their knee, and threw it away.

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PART 3

Sorry this took so long. I hit a brick wall of writers block. Also, I am now doing this series with they/them pronouns as you may have seen. Once again, I apologize for any mistakes. I did not proofread this. Hope you enjoyed it.

Taglist: @kami-kun1003

contex: The kids making tiktoks to raise money for a ac for their class, also I wanted to try drawing karasuma ‘s famous totally normal smile

Things they don't tell you about being a first time wheelchair user in highschool

Literally everyone will ask if you broke your leg(s). Everyone. Even people you don’t know. Theyll ask a lot and think you’re extremely fragile.

bruises show up within the first day of rolling around, and they can really suck

people will try to grab your chair if they think you’re struggling and it can be hard not to snap at them for it

static electricity is a huge issue. You will probably either continuously shock your leg when you’re rolling around or do what I did today and zap someone so hard as you pass that both of you nearly keel over

people will call you out as a faker if you do anything even remotely fun ever on your wheelchair. Wheelies? Obviously your legs are fine lol not like you have to go down fucking curbs /s

puddles are the worst and if there’s a curb with a puddle all around and you have some ability to walk its a better idea to just stand up and navigate the chair than to fall backwards into said puddle

weird looks from people are inevitable, especially from people who don’t like you

bus drivers will often push your chair and give you advise you don’t want to hear, even if you tell them nicely you can push yourself. Its really hard not to get mad at them for it

no wheelies in school. Though if you do it in the elevator when no one else is with you you can’t really get caught.

speaking of wheelies, always be ready to throw at least one arm behind you in case you fall. They say tuck your chin in but its easier and more reliable to throw your hands back and keep your neck up so you don’t hit the floor. Sore arms are way easier to put up with than head injuries

don’t even bother to try and roll back up curbs. You will either be there for an hour or fall backwards. I managed to do both.

90% of classrooms that aren’t special ed are not very wheelchair accessible.

people will automatically assume you’re faking something if you’re not considered dumb enough in their standards to fit in with disabled students (aka high class ableism at its finest)

people are going to give you weird looks if you don’t suddenly start sitting with the other disabled kids

standard backpacks usually dangle way too much to keep on you easily, so try to pack light

built in storage on wheelchairs cannot sufficiently carry books

don’t try to hold an umbrella. Period. Especially not with your teeth. It doesn’t work.

don’t try to give the bus driver your ticket while you’re stuck on the ramp. And speaking of, its easy to start falling down the bus ramp so be careful, and when in doubt throw on the breaks

and finally if you’re like me pray to god you don’t go nonverbal when someone is trying to push you and you don’t want them to because it is hard to get them to stop if you can’t speak

able-bodied people can and should 1000% reblog this, some of these things I’ve seen on tips about using a wheelchair but a lot of these weren’t things I’ve seen

Twst quotes #05

Yuu: Alright, which one of us is gonna check outside?

Ace: Not it!

Deuce: Not it!

Grim: Not it!

Yuu: … None of you are as dumb as you lead on to be.

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Yuu: ARE YOU-

Ace: Fucking.

Yuu: KIDDING ME?! YOU-

Ace: Fucking.

Yuu: IDIOT!

Leona: … What was that?

Ace: Crewel banned Yuu from swearing, so I'm helping them out.

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Ace: Not gonna lie, I'm kind of afraid of Kalim…

Yuu: As you should be.

Ace: No, for real, he's just really-

Yuu:As. You. Should. Be.

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Ruggie: The results are in, I'm afraid you have updog…

Leona: What's updog?

Ruggie: Jack! Get in here, I told you I could do it!

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Yuu, grinning: I have acquired a knife!

Crewel: Put it down Yuu.

Yuu: You have magic! I have knife. Fair trade! *sprints away*

Assclass Incorrect Quotes

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Nagisa: Sometimes I drink milk straight from the container.

Terasaka: The cow??

Nagisa: What?

Itona: Terasaka, W H Y?

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Gakushuu: I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules.

Rio: What?

Gakushuu: Is there a point system, or is it to the death?

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Gakushuu, grinning: I have a knife!

Gakuhou: Put it down, Gakushuu.

Gakushuu: Make me! *sprints away*

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Hazama: Hey, quick question. How petty am I allowed to be?

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Koro-sensei: You need a hobby.

Gakuhou: I have a hobby!

Koro-sensei: Hitting Gakushuu isn't a hobby.

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Gakushuu: I think I need a hug...

Isogai: Good thing I'm hug shaped!

*45 minutes later*

Gakushuu: You... you can let go now.

Isogai: No, I absolutely cannot.

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Karasuma: Guys… the principal just called—

Irina: It was the octopus!

Koro-sensei: It was Karma!

Karma: It was Rio!

Rio: It was me!

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Gakushuu: How is spring not everyone’s favorite season? The trees are PINK, guys!

Karma: Allergies are also a problem, y'know.

Gakushuu: But pink.

Hazama: And it's hot.

Gakushuu: PINK!

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Rio: I’ve never asked someone out. How do you even do it?

Isogai: Oh, what I do is, I look them up and down and I say: “Hey… how you doin’?”

Gakushuu, scoffing: Oh, please.

Isogai, to Gakushuu: Hey, how you doin’?

Gakushuu:

Gakushuu: *giggles and blushes*

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Gakushuu: Would anyone know any good vendors for professional-quality brass knuckles?

Irina: I know you’re serious, but you say the scariest shit sometimes.

Do not speak to me for a few minutes. I’m molting. I need a beach episode event like, now.

Art is by yudo_fu_nabe on Twitter!

Day 12 | 23.2.2023

WC: 523

Prompt: [by @/dailyprompts | no. 2050]

Warning: body horror, blood

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They make sure to close all curtains before going to sleep and doesn’t like to open them until much later in the day, so when they woke up at their usual 3:30 a.m., they didn’t notice anything wrong. They had their usual coffee, showered, did some make-up, and got to painting at their desk.

They loved it, drawing out the imagery in their head and creating a piece that was as unique as the person making it gave them immense happiness. For them, it was the human body. The twisting of organs in ways that should never have been comprehended by anything, the colours too bright to be comfortable but in the sense that you just can’t look away, the feeling of illness captured by something created by another being.

It was as typical a morning as it could get.

It was 8:00 am before they finally took a break and stretched their limbs. The popping of their joints sounded oddly reassuring, and they took a look at the once-empty canvas. It was beautiful, the elongated legs that had too low knees, the pale skin making their red pupilless eyes pop, the blindingly white hair that frayed at the ends, all of it was beautiful. Satisfied with their work, they got up and opened the windows to let some light into their awfully dark house.

Only to find that the sky was… pink. A bright blinding pink that oddly reminded them of something as sweet as saccharine. And there weren’t any clouds blocking out the pretty colour. It wasn’t bad, it honestly suited the sky better than the blue it was constantly being. You’d think whoever was in charge would change it up a bit.

Then they realized something else. The world around them was… strangely silent. No cars driving by, no birds chirping to wake up the sleeping neighbours, not even a gust of wind. In other words, they were alone. There was no need to check on their friends and family to confirm this, it was a gut feeling they knew was true. 

It was strange, but there was no sense of panic in them. Rather, they were calmer than they had felt in a long time. The deep innard feeling of contentment filled them to the brim, reaching the very edge of their hairs and eyelashes to the rim of their pupils.

Perhaps it was the voice telling them that it was fine, and everything was normal, or maybe they had been losing their minds over the course of their entire life, but nonetheless, they went back to “work” and continued painting. Something that would usually bring them immense joy, but nothing felt right.

The paintings were great, pretty, aesthetic, cute, handsome, beautiful- as they always have been. But it didn’t feel like it was enough. The scars and wounds of the things didn’t feel like they belonged there, the missing ears, the cut-out eyes, the empty empty mouth, the blood drip drip dripping from their bodies didn’t feel like it should be on it. 

They closed their eyes for just a second, and on the table was a knife.