#lotusoc

Uh first and foremost shout out this specific MLP episode because. Like. It's their whole dynamic summarized lol

In case you don't know the reference a quick synopsis:

Pinkie Pie is planning Rainbow Dash's party, but Cheese Sandwich shows up and offers to throw it instead. Everyone is very excited by this because he's famous for his parties being so grand and fun. Pinkie has a crisis because planning parties is her whole thing but now Cheese is doing her job. Anyways they compete for who should host the party before eventually realizing the best party is one they plan together and embrace the other's strength to celebrate Rainbow Dash.

... Which uh is like. Basically the NBC event plot if you think about it. Skully wants to celebrate Halloween one way and everyone else is planning a completely different party and he crashes out about it

Anyway as a nice bonus, Madalyn's whole thing is "find a thing you love more than anything and do that thing 24/7 365 with full commitment too it" and quite frankly if anyone is completely locked in on something it's Sebek and Skully. I think she just really loves both of their passion to their respective causes.

Ritsu stared at the ceiling, Grim curled neatly in his lap. Risa had already drifted off to sleep, curled up on the couch with a blanket Ritsu had given her. It was quiet, for once, and he found it deeply unnerving. He’d gotten rather used to the constant noise he’d been living in, the rapid flow of life at NRC pushing him along stream. He’d always considered his goals rather simple. Help his kingdom, still fresh in a world that had long sense moved past it. Protect his sister and her golden heart. He’d dedicated himself wholly to those two tasks, adding along the way little things, like joining the Pop Music Club, or encouraging Lilia in the kitchen (an event that led to a notable amount of chaos and gotten both temporarily banned from it after-hours). Goals that gave him a momentary rush, but never outshone his burning need to protect and serve. 

It was the purpose of his entire life, really. Instilled in him from the very beginning. That his role was to be responsible, to guide, to lead. To let Risa lead a care-free life in a world curated to bring her and their people joy.  

But within the whirlpool that was Night Raven College, he’d found a freedom he’d never considered. He could reach out his hand and hold, put his whole being into music and performance, laugh and tease and get encouragement back.  

And in that freedom, he found Jamil Viper. He was reserved and sensible, as committed to his work, Kalim, as Ritsu was to his own. Ritsu loved watching his respectable persona crack under pressure, turning to flustered expressions and desperate attempts to dodge Ritsu’s probing. It was beyond entertaining—It was a sort of thrill Ritsu had never felt before and knowing that he could continue to hold onto someone so consistent and stable. Jamil was a puzzle Ritsu desperately wanted to solve, and he finally had the opportunity.  

Yet he couldn’t quite figure out where to start. How to express that affection that welled his chest as he passed time listening to Jamil’s smooth voice or running his fingers through his inky hair.  

Ritsu groaned as he closed his eyes, trying to vanish the thoughts drifting through his mind. It was late. He needed to follow Risa and Grim’s example and get some rest, not waste precious time daydreaming over his... Well, whatever he was with Jamil.  

Actually, no, now that he thought about it, the odds that Jamil was still up weren’t zero. Ritsu was pulsing with unspent energy; he might as well at least check if the boy was available. Shifting in his seat, he lifted Grim, the cat mumbling something vague about Risa and tuna, and set him down next to his sister, who remained undisturbed. The two of them could sleep through just about anything, Ritsu thought to himself before grabbing his uniform jacket and stepping outside.  

NRC was far from quiet, even in the earliest hours, before the rest of the world was awake. Ghosts drifted throughout the halls, free to roam the place without concern. Ritsu listened as they gossiped, their dry voices rasping to one another about the prince wandering about at the unnatural hour. He ignored them and focused on the walk itself. Wall-mounted candles flickered in their wake, creating dancing shadows across the cold stone and up the vaulted walkways. Everything was so grandiose, so open, that it wound up feeling suffocating. Like he was drifting in space, lost among stars that cared little for trivial matters like young romance. Unable to breathe, much less think. 

But think he did as he walked familiar paths turned foreign by the darkness, glancing around every corner and lingering on every shadow. Was this a good idea? Sevens, no, of course it wasn’t. That didn’t stop him from continuing anyways, but it did fill his body with unease, his nerves exposed to open air and the chilled breeze. At least he could count on Scarabia being warm as ever, even in the dark.  

As Ritsu stepped into the mirror chamber, he again considered turning back around. What did he even hope to accomplish? Spend a little more time with Jamil? What if he wasn’t even awake? It was late, and they had class tomorrow. No doubt this was a fruitless endeavor. But then the warm feeling deep within him pulled him forward, desperate to be acknowledged and tended to. Jamil listened, truly listened, and even though Ritsu didn’t have anything to talk about, he wanted to know Jamil would listen anyways. He stepped through the mirror. 

Scarabia’s unyielding heat had settled into a humid blanket that wrapped around Ritsu’s skin, clinging to his uniform as he tied his jacket haphazardly around his waist. He meandered through the dorm hallways, which were truly vacant instead of filled with the lingering memories of the dead, like the rest of the school. Or maybe ghosts waited here too, just silently. Ritsu didn’t know. He’d spent his whole life in what was effectively a ghost kingdom; a forgotten memory cursed to oblivion. In a way, he too was but a ghost haunting this world, holding desperately to ideals and unfinished business.  

Distantly, he heard someone shuffling about, accompanied by the muffled clattering of dishes. Ritsu gravitated to the sound, following the light that leaked from the kitchen. Stopping at the rounded entrance, Ritsu was greeted by the sight of Jamil hunching over a pan, stirring absently as he mumbled something to himself. The prince stood in silence, waiting for Jamil to notice him.  

Looking up from his work, Jamil startled at Ritsu’s presence, dropping the spoon he was using to stir what Ritsu assumed to be curry, from the scent. “R-Ritsu?” He exclaimed, before steadying himself and clearing his throat. “I mean, ahem... Do you need something?” 

“Nah,” Ritsu admitted, sauntering into the kitchen, twirling a set-aside bottle of paprika in his fingers. He wanted Jamil to focus on him, to distract him from his task and give them both something better to do. “Just bored.”  

Jamil’s eyes narrowed, and he turned away from Ritsu. “So, you wanted to talk?” He corrected, returning to his work. 

“Yeah, sure,” Ritsu shrugged, setting the spice down and walking over to Jamil, resting his chin on his shoulder to peer into the pot. “Looks delicious, by the way. Most important meal of the day, y’know. Curry in the earliest hours of the morning.” 

“It’s not for right now,” Jamil huffed, biting his lip and lightly pushing Ritsu away. Not enough to put meaningful distance between the two, almost teasing in the feign at annoyance. “It’s Kalim’s lunch. I make it every morning.” 

Ritsu frowned. He knew Jamil did just about everything for Kalim, but waking up this early just for him? It was absurd. He never seemed to do anything for himself. At the end of it all, the growing connection between the two was ultimately connected back to Kalim. Of course, Ritsu was guilty of the same crime, since he’d started spending time with Jamil for the sake of helping fix Risa’s love life. He decided to brush it off for the time being. “Whatcha making today, then?”  

“Curry with gyoza and rice,” He answered. “You could help, you know.”  

“Right, right,” Ritsu nodded, glancing around the kitchen. “Uhm... How?”  

Jamil sighed, shaking his head. “Never mind. Don’t worry about it. I’m almost done anyways,” he finished stirring, turning off the stove top. “I’ve got it covered.” 

“Do you?” Ritsu blurted out without thinking, earning him a targeted glare from Jamil. “Not that you’re not capable, of course!” He fumbled, trying to explain himself. “I just... I just mean that you’re doing a lot on your own. Is there really not anything I can do? I’m here for you, y’know.”  

A pause. Jamil looked at Ritsu, studying him carefully. “I know. And it’s just easier for me to do this on my own.”  

Ritsu was starting to feel a little annoyed. “You always say that, but I want you to trust me. I can help you, I promise. Just let me. You need assistance in one way or another, I’m sure. So, stop saying you don’t need anything.”  

“It’s curry, Ritsu. And technically, aren’t you banned from the kitchen?” Jamil deflected, carefully arranging the respective bento boxes and brushing away Ritsu’s meager attempts at assistance. 

“The main building only! You haven’t banned me here. Yet.” Ritsu added the amendment, though he really hoped that wouldn’t change.  

“You should be,” Jamil retorted, but he didn’t ask Ritsu to leave, instead closing the boxes off and turning to face him. He met his gaze for a long moment, in which Ritsu grew increasingly nervous. Before reaching out to fix Ritsu’s hair, Jamil’s steady fingers brushed against his skin. He wanted to savor the warmth forever, fleeting as it was. “... Alright. Could you go check up on Kalim, then? While I finish up in here?” 

Ritsu almost rejected the request, a little hurt that Jamil was sending him away, before he realized that he wasn’t being dismissed. Jamil was trusting him not just with a simple task, but with one as critical as Kalim’s well-being. It was a subtle sign of trust that Ritsu accepted. It was trust encapsulated in the warm scent of spice and momentary contact. It was all the little motivators, little tasks, that rested neatly upon the pile of Ritsu’s responsibilities like a meal’s final garnish. 

“Of course.”  

He promised to protect the things he loved. 

REQUEST RULES

✧.* Obvious things out of the way first: I will not take requests the following things:

Incest

Adult/Minor

Suggestive Content of underage characters*

Most extremely triggering topics such as: s/h, suicide, eating disorders, etc.

*NSFW request rules are HERE

Now that doesn't mean I won't potentially write at all about these things; just that I won't take requests for them. If I write about them it's of my own accord (I say this last bit mostly about the last option- The first four are off the table all together).

✧.* I write both headcanon lists and one-shots at request, so please be specific with what you want when asking!

✧.* I am currently open to writing for OCs; however, I am more likely to deny requests of them. This isn't personal at all. I just want my writing to be fun and accurate, and if I'm stressing about keeping them from being ooc, it stops becoming fun. Again, this doesn't mean I'll always reject them! It's just more about how I'm feeling the moment. A few things that will help make the process easier if you're requesting oc works from me:

Please give me as much detail about your OC as you can! Try to be as specific as possible, and if you have a certain scenario in mind, tell me as many details of how you want your OC to act as you can. I know it might seem like you're "talking too much", or "asking for too much", but the more information I have, the better it is for us both!

Don't be surprised if the work isn't 100% accurate to what you were envisioning, especially if you didn't tell me you wanted certain details. I cannot read your mind, but I'll try my best to keep the fic from being too ooc!

Time. These requests might take a little bit longer since I'll be trying to adhere directly to what you're telling me about your character, as opposed to other requests where I have more free reign.

✧.* In the same vein as OC/Canon (or general OC work), I am willing to write character/character, mostly because I find it fun to explore different character dynamics! This does mean that if it's not something I personally ship nor am interested in writing for in that moment, I'll likely reject the request. Please know that me rejecting a request is NOT because I hate your ship, or you, or anything of the sort. I just write for fun, so that means taking requests that I find interesting. Again, I am more than willing to write for things I don't ship, so I'm not going to include a list of "ships I'll write for" or anything of the sort (as of this moment, if I ever feel a need to in the future I will).

✧.* Character/reader works are 100% open. However, the more specific the reader-insert gets, the closer it becomes to writing an OC fic in the second person. As an example, "Could you write a Lilia/Reader fic where x thing happens? Reader is x personality/physical trait and maybe does x thing in response" is very different then "Write a Lilia/reader fic where reader has perfectly straight blonde hair, is 20 years old, likes etc etc, does etc etc has this 1,000 word backstory, etc etc". I'll take your specific x readers, but again at that point, OC requests are open so just send it there please :3.

✧.* I love writing AUs! I'm notorious for always turning things I like into superhero/royalty AUs, or connecting them to another piece of media I like (*ahem* like the Diasomnia Tuck Everlasting fic *ahem*). So big time YES on including these in other requests, or as their own ideas!!

✧.* Songfics. I just love collecting music, if I gotta write something to go with it, that's a bonus more than anything.

✧.* Fandoms I write for. These are fandoms I'm willing to write for as of this moment. If your fandom isn't in this list, it doesn't mean it's a guaranteed no! Just like anything else you have questions about regarding this list, feel free to reply to this post (or if you'd rather the question is private, dms are currently open. Please don't abuse that privilege, though) before you send the request!

Twisted Wonderland

My Little Pony

✧.* In line with the last note, please send your requests through the askbox, not through dms. This is just to help keep things organized for me. If you send a request (not a question) to my dms, it will be ignored. Thanks for understanding!

✧.* If I don't respond to your ask, that doesn't mean I denied it/am not working on it! If I don't want to take a request, I'll answer it to let you know.

✧.* And as a final reminder: This is not an exhaustive list! Please feel free to ask further questions and request what you want. Even if you think your idea is silly or dumb, I want to hear it. 

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FIC MASTERLIST

Multi-Chapter works:

✧.* Vanrouge Everlasting -- Diasomnia found family based off of Tuck Everlasting.

One-shots:

✧.* Late-Night Wishes and Memories -- General Lilia angst

✧.* Where Do We Begin? -- OC/Canon: Myra Vier/Vil Schoenheit pining

✧.* The Meaning of "Cherie" -- OC/Canon: Myra Vier/Rook Hunt Hurt/Comfort

✧.* KALIM x AVIAN!READER

✧.* ABSOLUTELY NOT -- Azul x Tsundere!Reader

Headcanons:

✧.* Mane 6 TWST Dorm Assignments

✧.* Established Relationship -- OC x CC (Multiple)

✧.* Valentine's Gifts -- OC x CC (Multiple)

Collections/Series:

✧.* To Dare To Dream -- TWST Oneshot/Headcanons Collection

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OC LIST (AND RELATED WRITING POSTS)

✧.* This list only includes writing posts from this account + Toyhouse links. More information on them can be found on my main!

✧.* OC Event list

✧.* Philene Virtue -- Toyhouse and CharacterHub

✧.* Myra Vier -- ⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢, ⋆˚࿔