#twst octavinelle

[azuls-log]

*smacks you with a truth potion*

TELL THE TRUTH FOR THE NEXT TEN ASKS! TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH!!!

-Your favorite cat duck

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[azuls-log]

What's wrong Azul?

Why won't you talk about her?

Why do you dislike hearing her name?

Did she do something?

Is that why you are scared?

Is it because she knows what you did?

Did you do something?

What happened at the lake, azul.

What

Did

You

Do

IT'S ALL HER FAULT! I'M GUILTLESS- I'VE DONE NOTHING WRONG! IT'S ALL HER FAULT! I'VE BEEN THROUGH HELL FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER DUE TO HER I HATE THIS- I HATE YOU! I HATE HER! IT'S ALL HER FAULT!!!! SANITY:[TOTAL COLLAPSE]

[wherethematchisheld]

What if the Octatrio had centuries-long lives?

I don’t write romantic things particularly often, since I prefer platonic x readers, and this blog is made for those specifically- but I had this thought and wanted to get it out of my system, because the angst potential is soul-crushingly delicious.

In Hans Christian Anderson’s original little mermaid, the merfolk are stated to have centuries to thousand-year long lives, with humans being mere blinks to them.

So what if the octatrio were the same? What if they also had lives that were ten, twenty, or even fiftyfold that of yours? Not as long as the fae, by any means- those things don’t die even if the world is burning down, but long enough for it to be painful.

I thought about this with Azul, in particular.

You mean the absolute world to him. You’re his veritable everything. His pearl, his light, his sea star, angelfish- you’re the bounty of the sea made sapient, and he doesn’t go a day not wondering how on earth a clumsy octopus like him managed to keep someone like you in his life. He’ll lay beside you at night and just… stare. Tracing each line of your face, every twitch of your brow and mouth as you dream, folding that one stray bit of hair behind your ear, or brushing that single lash off your cheek. Really, just any excuse to touch you that won’t have his mind screaming to recoil, lamenting it’d dirty you with his gross suckers and slimy tentacles, even when they’re nowhere in sight. Even when he knows you’d still love him if he showed you the clumsy, ugly, unwanted side of him that even he detests.

You came into Azul’s life like a beacon of hope. You gave him worth beyond contracts and madols and that suave mask he strains himself to put on each day. You were gentle with him, patient in the months upon months it took him to open up, never wavering in your desire to show him kindness even when he made loving him difficult. For that, Azul owes you the world itself; but he’ll settle for a contract and a ring, and a home together, if you’ll let him. One he’ll fill to the brim with all the clingy, mopey, lovesick affection you’ve plagued him with since you snapped him out of that blot. You can’t really complain, not when you’re you, and he gets to lay eyes on that every day of his life.

But he wakes up one day, and instinctively, he turns over. He’s already murmuring something akin to “good morning, my pearl”, when he stops. You’re not there. Your side of the bed is cold. There’s just a blanket where your waist should be, and a perfectly fluffed pillow where your head ought to have been. For a second, his sleep addled mind wonders if you’ve already gone to work, and he chuckles to himself, making a mental note to make you dinner in compensation for your efforts, before the haze of his fresh mind wears off, and it strikes him, seeing your photo on the wall.

You’re gone. Not to work, not out shopping, not on a trip with your friends.

You’ve been gone for 300 years.

That photo of you on the wall was one of the last he’d ever taken of the both of you. Amidst a bloom of you and him in your primes, smooth skin and hale bodies, sits the one he’d taken of you on your 90th birthday. You’re old. Wrinkled. Sitting on the wheelchair you’d been growing more and more confined to, looking down at your birthday cake, a proud “90” flickering back at your soft expression, setting your sagging cheeks aglow. Azul’s perched on the side, the only hint of his age being the crow’s feet pricking at his smiling eyes as he kisses you on the temple.

That photo was taken 300 years ago. 300. Your grave, where it rested on the beach, was probably algae ridden and half decayed from the waves splattering against it. That is, if there was anything left. Azul had stopped visiting almost 120 years after your death. The pain was just too much.

And now, he feels it again. That warm feeling, the morning greeting, that uncharacteristic chuckle of his, it all dies down, alongside the light in his eyes.

Right. You hadn’t been with him for 300 years.

Your life was a fraction of his. If not less. He would still be around, beautiful and powerful as he ever was, greeting your grandchildren and your great grandchildren, spoiling them callously and rolling his eyes at the chidings of his in laws, and he’d be around to watch them be lowered into the ground, right alongside you.

He’s come to terms with it. Tries to make do with what he has. He’ll spoil his family line with his truly disgusting amount of wealth, and be the rock you were in your time with him, 300 years ago.

300. That damn number makes ink stain his shirt collar from where it spills past his trembling lips. 300 fucking years. That’s how long it’s been since he’d last seen you?

That’s how long you’ve been waiting for him…?

Regardless, he readies himself. Neatens his hair, straightens his tie, and heads to work. He’d shifted to land with you, following your relationship becoming official. Albeit sometimes, he still checks in with Jade and Floyd at the secondary location under the sea.

Sometimes.

He can’t really stomach going to the beach anymore. Not without spitting up ink onto the sand. And he’d rather become sea foam than stain your resting place.

He walks in to the lounge, slumps into his chair in the VIP suite, and puts on his best smile as a client walks in. The same one you’d softened off his face with your warmth, 300 years ago.

He sometimes wonders if you’d be saddened by him now. He makes a note to ask you in 5000 years, when he sees you again.

“Greetings, friend! And welcome to the Mostro! Now, how can I soothe your poor unfortunate soul?”

[capri-ramblings]

Hey Capri :)

I had an idea for a short fic or headcanons:

Octotrio with a reader/yn who loves mermaids and gets turnes into one by accident by adeuce + grim during Crewels class (splash potion) that turns her(vould be gn) into a merfolk. Thing is... yn is now a octo mer, a red octo mer instead of the dreamy scaly tail of a fish. Yn is not at all disappointed. Mer is mer no matter the type of fish. Back on track, how do you think the octotrio would react to yn not being disappointed, and instead THRILLED of being a mermaid even if they're not yhe "prefered mer?" ex: red octo as mentioned previously, shark, angler fish

This took so long 🥹 please excuse the delay! It's a very cute idea though, like these three mafia wannabe losers are just a bunch of softies tbh. (When they want to be)

I'm also trying a new posting template! These songs are from the album Oyster by Chloe Moriondo! Pleaaaase,check her out! She's one of my recent favs! Love her lyrics!

Octa-Trio Edits by: @stupidcherryedits

Divider by: @angeliicide

"A Mer is a Mer,no matter the type of fish!"

Azul Ashengrotto

Oh. He didn't think it'd be so hard to keep himself from indulging in the fluttering sensation all over this body as he watched Yuu swam around in the makeshift pool they had managed to procure with the help of Kalim.

Something about the glimpses of her red tentacles amidst the water was so unfathomably intimate, it made Azul wonder if he was simply delirious with a new kind of fever or there was a side effect in the failed transformation potion Deuce and Ace made which he somehow missed out on.

Or maybe it was just the way she had oh so happily cheered when she saw herself as a merfolk and went, "I'm just like you now,Azul!" as if being turned into an OctoMer was one of the very best things which could've happened to her.

Azul wasn't really sure how he felt about it. It's not that he was ashamed about what he was—OctoMers were a minority,yes,but not any less significant than any other species and she was...well...she was very pleasing to look at in this particular form, although, Azul couldn't deny Yuu had always been a view he could not help but be drawn too.

Maybe it was those feelings which made this ordeal difficult for him. It was distracting and frankly unsuitable for his persons.

And yet...as Yuu laughed and wriggled her body in the pool, her cheeks flushed and eyes beaming,Azul thought that maybe it wasn't all that bad.

"Azul!" Yuu called with a happy little wave,the slightest movement from her making the water slosh around.

Azul smiled, small but earnest. He waved back and Yuu's expression lit up, the same oh so convenient time,Azul's heart skipped a beat.

Jade Leech

"Oh my god,Jade! I'm so sliiiiimyyyy!"

Yuu had grabbed his wrist and tugged him forward until his palms were pressed onto her shoulder;her usual complexion was now a slick and slippery shade of grey and navy blue, slightly similar to his and Floyd's. Which was a given, now that she was momentarily an Eel folk.

Jade smiled down at her in their makeshift pool as he demurely scanned over her changed form. He liked her eyes the best; they had split pupils which seemed to glow and it reminded him of fireflies.

Her chest had been covered easily with a binder Sam had in availability at his store. It was meant for coverage rather than restriction, so it didn't do much to cause discomfort to her. Not that Jade had sensed a single discomfort or awkwardness from her of course.

In fact, Yuu had spent the first thirty minutes merely gushing at her new form. A transformation potion had gone awry and the result was that Yuu had somehow changed into a merfolk. Jade was aware of her fixation of his kind but it was a whole different thing to witness her be so...thrilled and so Jade had decided he would very much like to indulge in the time they had together like this.

"Why,yes, you are. We're often covered in a layer of mucus which helps us move faster in water and also keeps us from contracting diseases." Jade explained patiently as Yuu eyed him with curiosity.

"Woah,really? That's so cool! Oh, and are all our tails this long?" She made a grab at the edge of the pool so she could hoist herself on her side so a portion of her tail could be shown off.

Jade snickered and eyed her amusingly. He liked this, he realized. Yuu had always been a rather raucously free spirited person but in this state, she seemed even more so; in the best possible way,of course.

"Hm, it is common,yes. But," he sighed rather dramatically then, "You are quite small,still."

"...!" The blush that crept up on her face was adorable, so Jade grinned and he hoped the day was longer for it.

Floyd Leech

"Hey,shrimpy, you keep doin' that and I'm going to get real angry." Despite the very real warning in his words, Yuu didn't seem the least bit intimidated at all.

The pool's surface rippled slightly as she dove into the water with a laugh when it splashed on Floyd and got his clothes wet. The glistening tip of her fin protruding out of the water gave him the urge to dive into the pool himself and squeeze her.

"Hey,Shrimpy, are ya ignoring me?" Floyd bit out, hands already gripping the edge of the pool. If he jumped in now, she wouldn't even know what hit her. Her new Shark folk form was brand new after all, and sure she was a fast learner but Floyd's been an Eel folk his entire life, he'd definitely win underwater.

As he scrutinized the water with that thought, Yuu's head popped up and she was grinning.

"I'm Sharky now." She said and made Floyd frown.

"Huh?"

Yuu rolled her eyes then splashed more water his way before she gestured at her back where her fin was and then at her gills and then dove right into the water to do some kind of elaborate swimming before she gushed out of the water again and flashed him her sharp teeth.

"I'm a shark now."

"You're annoyin' is what you are." Floyd deadpanned but grinned viciously when Yuu's face flushed and she blew a noisy raspberry at him like some sort of kid.

"You're just jealous cause you're a slimy eel and I'm an apex predator."

"Ha? Where's the apex predator? I just see a lil shrimp playing dress up."

Yuu gave him another splash and without saying anything, Floyd moved and jumped into the water, which earned a surprised yelp from her.

"Told ya not to get me angry, lil shrimp, now I'm going to squeeze you until your fin comes loose."

Yuu shrieked as Floyd managed to get a hold of her wrist just before she could dive back into the water but instead of the violence he threatened her with, Floyd instead reached up and tickled her and a burst of laughter had her doubling over in a fit of giggles.

"S-Stop..! Floyd...!"

Floyd's mood immediately perked up at the sight of her like this and another evil grin curled on his lips.

"Nah" he said simply "Imma make you pay for all that splashing around, Shrimpy."

Capri Notes: Hullo, hopefully this was nice! I wanted it to be a tad longer but half way through writing, everything seemed too cluttery and I honestly didn't like it so I had to cut off portions for all three 🫤 again, sorry it took so long and if the boys seem a bit ooc? I wrote this with the mindset that they were already crushing hard on Yuu so 🫪

[wherethematchisheld]

Perhaps this has already been discussed, but I’d still like to point it out- we haven’t seen a whole lot of the world outside of NRC.

And for that reason, I think analyzing power disparities among the actual cast itself, is a little skewed of a task, because we are looking at the best of the best.

NRC is home to the best mages across the entirety of wonderland. Think about that. What we’ve seen is the absolutely pinnacle of what magic is capable of in this world, both among the staff, and among the students. I can imagine the rest of the world outside of wonderland is fairly.. plain, for a lack of better word.

Small spells to wash the dishes. A tiny feat of telekinesis to lift a bath towel. Maybe something to keep a room cool in a blistering summer or heat up floorboards in a skin-peeling winter.

Nothing akin to opening the literal gates of hell, summoning lightning at will, stealing and/or trapping magic completely, turning entire towns to sand, or duplicating yourself. Nothing like that in the slightest. I’d say that Yuu isn’t all that different from the average mage-, don’t get me wrong, being magicless is still absolutely a horrible thing, and I doubt mages treat non-mages much differently than the boys did when they first met Yuu, but the gap isn’t nearly as stepp as with the cast. We’re looking at the outliers on the magical power scaling graph. The strongest mages in all of wonderland.

Not a super detailed thought, maybe a little redundant, but something to think about, especially when it comes to overblots and phantoms. Yuu survived these monsters, the worst of the worst; the average mage, that has to be like listening to a grizzled war veteran talk about how they got their leg shot off with a perky little smile on their face, or a bit of sarcastic humor. The fact that this random magicless kid is even alive is a miracle to your everyday mage.

[lovelyblossom87]

Hii, can I request the Octavinelle boys with daughter of the sea witch reader? Like an ever after high reader x twst, kinda similar to that one Raven Queen reader fic on wattpad.

Omg yess!! I finally have an excuse to start a series like this!!! Love you so much for this anon!! 💖💖

Poor unfortunate little you: Octavinelle x daughter of the sea witch! Reader

Coming from the world of ever after, youd think you know all kinds of magic like your own. Being the daughter of the sea witch gives you enough magic to deal with your own problems. But looks like you turned in your application to the wrong school? Well you didn’t actually, not even someone like your mother knows how you got to twisted wonderland. Yet you can’t help, but feel close to a certain trio of boys.

……

It’s been a couple of weeks since you started at night Raven college. Still weird how there others like you from ever after, but hey. At least you’re not the only one. After being placed in Octavinelle the dorm seemed strangely familiar. Like close to your mother’s palace under sea. Even though it’s not the same it feels familiar.

- Azul Ashengrotto -

He’s soooooo into you, like Arianna Grande’s into, he can barely breathe. But in a good way

Learning about who your mother is, he genuinely thought you were talking about the great seven sea witch, almost gave him a heart attack

Your magic is on par with his

And genuinely? You two get along so well it scares everyone else

If Jade wasnt his vice housewaren, you would be. Or youll be housewaren yourself.

But when you tell him about your fairy tale destiny? And how you’re supposed to make a friend of yours basically die? He’s kinda glad your not there anymore

If anything….he wishes he knew you, maybe you guys would have been friends? He’ll never know but he’s glad he knows you now

- Jade Leech -

Jade is a funny fellow to you, so serious yet so dangerous. You like keeping him around and you see why Azul does too

And hes so helpful for you too, you have tasks? Jade is there to lend a hand

Which is strange…because Octavinelle students (including yourself) always sneak to even the favors. But not jade, no no

He helps you out of the kindness of his heart! Which if you ask him, starts to speed up whenever you praise him

So can you blame him? This little feelings of his interest him so much, he just wishes to keep it going

So keep giving him orders, he likes it when you boss him around.

- Floyd Leech -

Honestly he thought you were going to prefer Jade over him, like azul does. But treat this like duo magic.

Azul has Jade

And you have Floyd

And honestly he likes this arrangement, because he feels like you actually see him for him and not because he’s a twin

No matter where you go Floyd won’t be far to follow

He calls you ‘Octa-Chan’ but it doesn’t take long for him to use your actual name, because your you

Plus you made this cute sign for him for his basketball games and he can’t help but show off! He’s gotta impress boss number two!!

Author’s note: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!! I was busy with both the 100 and 200 yandere Headcanons I have so many other requests in my drafts but I hoped you liked these! I also broke out my old photo editing skills for this! So expect new banners guys!

[ilovecookiesandshakespere]

Audio from Adventure Time

[rorevanna]

Took The Trial Collage Admission From The Twst Website And....

You are part of...Octavinelle Dorm #twsten #twistedwonderland https://disneytwistedwonderland.com/special/trialadmission/octavinelle.html

I KNEW IT! I FREAKING KNEW IT! As kind as I am I knew this dorm would fit me