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"Happy April Fool's Everyone! It's April Fools on my end but good to see people still fell for this obvious trap lol."
-Fantasia
Also shoutout to my fellow bisaya people, this one's lowkey for you guys.
FANTASIA IS FILIPINO ??? OMG ?? IM HAPPY
We finally reached you
Happy 5th Anniversary Twisted Wonderland!! Thank you for an incredible 5 years!
I liked ur oc's design, so I turned her into a silly monopoly pawn 💃✨
WAHHHHH THANK YOUUUU SHE LOOKS SO CUTEEE 💋💋💋😭😭🤍 she's so tiny im gonna squish her
Warning! Spoilers for the bad ending!
A love, So pretty- Ichahod (Crowe) x you Solivan Brugmansia
I SHIP HORSENETTE-Crowe x Sol as I scream
You always thought Sol’s glares were for Crowe. The quiet tension between them—the smirks, the cutting remarks, the long silences that felt like storms brewing—had been a fixture in your life for as long as you could remember.
And yet, as you stood there in the fading light, watching the two of them together, you realized you’d been wrong.
The glares weren’t for Crowe. They were for you.
Crowe and Sol were oil and water. Or, at least, that’s what you told yourself. Sol, with his brooding nature, his messy hair, and his all-black outfits that screamed I hate the world. Crowe, on the other hand, was everything Sol wasn’t: polished, kind, and maddeningly perfect.
You tried to be the bridge between them. The glue that kept the three of you together despite their sniping and snark. But tonight, watching them argue yet again, you felt something in you crack.
“You’re insufferable,” Sol spat, his voice sharp enough to cut glass.
“And you’re predictable,” Crowe replied coolly, his deep blue eyes steady. “Always looking for a fight, aren’t you?”
“I wouldn’t need to if you didn’t act like you’re better than everyone else!”
“Oh?” Crowe’s lips curved into a smirk. “I wasn’t aware I needed to try.”
You laughed nervously, stepping between them. “Alright, guys, let’s calm down—”
“Stay out of it,” Sol snapped, his eyes flicking to you. His tone wasn’t angry, but the words still stung.
You froze, the air knocked out of you. Sol had always been brash, but he’d never turned that sharpness on you before.
Crowe’s expression darkened. “That’s enough,” he said quietly, stepping closer to you. “You don’t need to take it out on them.”
Sol scoffed, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Oh, great. Here comes the knight in shining armor. Tell me, Crowe, do you always make yourself this unbearable, or is it just for me?”
Crowe tilted his head, his smirk returning. “I could ask you the same thing.”
The realization hit you a week later.
Sol had been avoiding you. Crowe, too. At first, you thought it was just another one of their standoffs, but then you saw them.
It was late, the halls of the school empty and quiet. You were on your way back to your dorm when you heard voices. Familiar voices.
“I don’t get you,” Sol was saying, his tone softer than you’d ever heard it.
“You don’t have to,” Crowe replied, his voice calm. “You just have to stop running.”
You peeked around the corner and saw them standing there, barely a foot apart. Sol’s arms were crossed, his head tilted down, but he wasn’t glaring. He looked… lost. Vulnerable.
And Crowe—perfect, infuriating Crowe—was looking at him like he was something precious.
“You don’t know what you’re asking,” Sol muttered.
“Don’t I?” Crowe said, stepping closer. “You think I don’t see you, Sol? The way you push everyone away because you’re scared they’ll leave first?”
Sol flinched, his shoulders tensing. “Shut up.”
Crowe didn’t. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said, his voice steady. “No matter how hard you try to make me.”
Your chest tightened. You wanted to step in, to say something, anything, but your feet wouldn’t move.
“I don’t need you,” Sol said, but the words lacked their usual bite.
“Then why are you still here?” Crowe asked, his tone soft.
For a long moment, Sol didn’t respond. Then, slowly, he reached up and grabbed the front of Crowe’s shirt, pulling him close.
“Because I hate you,” Sol murmured. “And I hate how you make me feel.”
Crowe smiled, the kind of smile that could make anyone feel safe. “I can live with that.”
You turned and walked away before you could hear what happened next.
It was the perfect evening.
The campus courtyard was bathed in the soft glow of sunset, golden light spilling across the cobblestones like a blessing from the heavens. You stood there, heart pounding, hands clenched into fists at your sides as you prepared to do what you’d dreamed of for years: confess your love to Crowe.
He stood before you, all dark skin, deep blue eyes, and princely charm, his loose braid catching the light in a way that made him look almost too good to be real.
“Crowe,” you began, your voice trembling. “I—I need to tell you something. I’ve felt this way for a long time, and I—”
Before you could finish, a hand shot out from behind you and grabbed Crowe’s ass.
A very familiar hand.
You froze mid-sentence, your jaw dropping as Sol stepped into view, his trademark glare replaced by a devilish smirk. “You ready to go, my love?” he purred, his tone dripping with amusement.
Your brain short-circuited. This couldn’t be happening. This wasn’t happening.
But then, Crowe—your Crowe—smirked back, an uncharacteristic playfulness lighting up his usually composed face. “Of course,” he replied smoothly, and before you could process the betrayal, he reached out and grabbed Sol’s ass in return.
“Yes, Daddy,” Crowe added, his voice a low, teasing rumble.
Your soul left your body.
Hand in hand (or rather, ass-in-hand), Crowe and Sol turned to walk away, the setting sun painting a romantic silhouette around their retreating figures.
You stood there, mouth agape, your confession hanging in the air like a bad Wi-Fi connection. No words. No tears. Just shock.
Before you could stop it, tears welled up in your eyes, hot and heavy, and spilled down your cheeks. Sol noticed, of course. Because why wouldn’t he? He turned his head just enough to smirk at you, his expression screaming, “Stay mad, loser.”
And as if to drive the final nail into your coffin, Crowe and Sol leaned into each other and kissed.
Not a polite, chaste kiss. Oh, no. This was the type of kiss that belonged in a forbidden romance movie—the kind with passion, the kind that made you want to claw your eyes out and scream into the void.
You cried.
You cried like a bish.
Your sobs were ugly and loud, echoing through the courtyard as they walked off into the sunset, hand in hand, looking for all the world like a couple straight out of a Hallmark movie.
They disappeared into the horizon, Sol turned back briefly, tossing you a wink. Crowe, ever the gentleman, gave you a small, apologetic smile.
And then they were gone.
The screen faded to black, leaving you standing in your heartbreak, forever haunted by the sound of Crowe saying “Yes, Daddy.”
Beneath the gilded chandeliers of Versailles, Where powdered wigs kiss the cerulean skies, Stands Crowe, reborn as Marie Antoinette, A vision of opulence no one could forget.
Dark skin adorned in silks of gold and blue, A towering wig, pastries perched in full view, He whispers, “Let them eat cake,” with a noble air, While Sol—now a horse—tosses his mane with flair.
Oh Sol, the steed of unbridled might, Your hooves striking sparks in the moon’s soft light. A neigh, a whinny, a lover’s sweet call, Echoes through hallways of the grand gilded hall.
Crowe sighs, fanning his face with a jeweled hand, “Come closer, my stallion, for love is grand!” Sol prances forth with dramatic neighs, His glossy mane shimmering in the candle’s blaze.
Their eyes lock, a connection divine, Marie Antoinette and her horse intertwined. “Sol,” Crowe whispers, tears in his eyes, “Ride me to freedom, where true love flies.”
The horse bows low, his heart ablaze, “Mon cher, your words set my spirit ablaze. Let us flee from this palace of shame, For our love transcends reason, time, and name!”
Together they gallop into the night, Horse and queen, a ridiculous sight. Versailles fades behind in a trail of dust, Leaving scandal, confusion, and gossip robust.
A tale of passion, hoofbeats, and flair, Of powdered wigs and a steed beyond compare. Crowe and Sol, in love’s embrace, Galloping off to a far better place.
Let them eat love! 🐎👑
THIS poem isnt as pretty as annabel lee but it is still a poem abt love! SAY WHAT U WANT!
Im nor sorry guys bye
But lo, amidst the court’s cruel jest, A creature came, both bold and blessed. A stallion dark, with eyes of flame, And Sol, the horse, was his noble name.
Through opulence he made his way, His hooves a thunder, a wild ballet. He knelt before the queenly form, A tempest bound to love’s sweet storm- Sol as horse!
“Oh steed of might,” said Crowe, so fair, With voice like whispers upon the air, “Take me far from this gilded tomb, Where love may flourish and hearts may bloom.”
The stallion bowed, his mane aglow, “My queen, I’ll bear thee where none shall go. Through forest deep and starless sea, I’ll carry thy soul to eternity.”-Crowe as Marie Antionette!
hello everyone I'm going to be addressing some very serious allegations circulating about me on Tumblr, Since I wrote..Crowe x Sol this past month I've been accused of a lot and I don't want to waste your time so I'm going to go straight to it disclaimer this talk will get uncomfortable
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I don't expect to be forgiven but I just want you to know that I am so so sorry and I assure you that I'm taking all the accountability I can in seeking therapy for my actions thank you
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I just wanna say thank you for writing contents for crowe 😫😫🖐 like the way you write about him?? MMM SCRUMPTIOUS THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD AND DONT FORGET TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF TOO 🫶🫶
Aww, thank you so much! Honestly, I didn’t think my writing was anything special, but I just couldn’t resist writing more about Crowe. He doesn’t seem to get as much attention as Sol, and I felt like his character deserved a bit more focus. I’m really glad you enjoyed reading it! It means a lot to know that others appreciate what I’ve written!
I need Crowe so badly, I need to go to a drive-in with him, I need him to hug me, kiss me, cuddle me, bake together, slow dance, stargaze again, watch some cheesy ass romance movie and judge the characters while being in a fort made of cushions and blankets 😭😭 Literally this man could talk about everything he knows bout every existing subject or astrology and I'd never get tired of it
I hope you like it guys, took me 3 minutes to make 😊
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introducing my tkatb mc!!
i got so obssessed with the game i had to make an mc for it 😭😭😭 im not the type to make mcs for fun yet here we are—I HAD TO AUHH
On this day, "The Kid at the Back", a dark thriller Visual Novel made by fantasia_kitt was released a year ago.
What was made as a fun little project became a huge sensation to VN fans and yandere fans alike. I would like to thank everyone who has supported this little tiny project of mine through its ups and downs, supporting since its release and throughout the year and I hope you guys will continue until the game's end!
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my beloved crowe and mr skrunkly (aka regulus)!!! im very much love with him your honor id die for him
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