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[thedarktavern]

Rox sat in Diasomnia's lounge, very clearly completely relaxed, and reading a shitty tabloid. 'HIDDEN LIVES: FACTS ABOUT THE DRACONIA FAMILY'S LIFESTYLE THAT WILL SHOCK YOU', it read. Somehow, despite quite literally reading about him, they didn't seem to notice Malficio's looming presence.

The two hadn't met yet. Not properly, anyways. Which was surprising considering they had been in the same school, in the same dorm for the last few years.

It's not like Malficio hadn't seen or noticed them. He had definitely seen them around. They just almost always seemed to disappear the moment he even thought about talking to 'em.

-- @twst-oc-rp-acc (mmm gayyyy)

“ You know, if you're curious about me you could just question me directly. ”

It seems Malficio was known for appearing out of nowhere now, for the amount of times he manifested out of quite literally nothing— was more times than you could count on your fingers. He heeded the warnings of his father, read people, been a housewarden who communicated and connected with people. It was how Malficio had such a good connection with students, and he valued that.

Apparently not with this student, who avoided him like a deadly plague yet showed explicit interest in him. It wasn't a mix Malficio was used to, but by any means, not against.

This was surely the troubled student archetype!

He could fix that.

“Now how about that? You, me, any questions you desire you spew.”

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

"Huh.." Rox hummed almost dismissively, eyes slinking up from their magazine and up to....THE MALFICIO DRACONIA???

They gasped dramatically and then promptly jumped back in surprise, causing them to...fall off of the couch they were sitting on.

"WUH-I-HUH-" They scrambled to get up from the floor, face getting increasingly flushed. From embarrassment or...something else yet to be determined, perhaps?

"OH MY-uhm.ay, boss.." Rox greeted, clearly trying to play it cool. They didn't seem scared, despite their...erratic behaviour. They seemed awe-struck, if anything.

They stewed in the awkward silence, thinking of something to say in response.

"I..heh...what would make ya think I needed any questions answered..?"

Rox side eyed the magazine, which had fallen to the floor. They tried to 'discreetly' kick it underneath the lounge.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

"Oh! Ay, you're the new kid, right!?"

Meet Rox, member (And main cook) of the Diasomnia house! (fut!gen)

Personality:

Rox is a very happy go lucky fae, and is much more friendly than your stereotypical Diasomnia member. They get joy from making others happy, especially through food, even if some of their tastes are...questionable. They have a very big interest in fairies, especially the usage of things like fairy dust in cuisine. (DON'T EAT THE FAIRIES DAMMIT)

They are also enthralled in the celebrity culture around the Draconias--and it's not uncommon to see them reading a crappy tabloid about their "drama". Even if there is quite literally one of them in the room. (Malficio😭)

Notable relationships:

Yuu (Or their future generation counterpart)

Malficio Draconia (Has a sort of...celebrity crush on him. GAY)

And probably more in the future idk🤤

Other:

Rox has no known last name and is secretive about their past.

They/them pronouns only!!! YAYY!!

They're based off of Chef from Trolls.

In the cooking club. shh it's a real club to me...

Third year! I don't have an actual age for them though since fae are confusing.

( @sod-pop )

[thedarktavern]

“Ah—sir! There you are!” Ori greeted his housewarden, looking frazzled and carrying a suspiciously large amount of paperwork and books with him, almost tripping as he trotted into the room.

Fenrir had seemingly disappeared off of the face of the Earth for the last few hours, and while Ori did appreciate the chance to try running things himself for a while, he did need Fenrir to sign a few papers and plan a few housewarden meetings.

- @twst-oc-rp-acc (FENRIR X ORI MENTIONNNN.,,,also evil ori foreshadowing…in a way…)

“ Mm? ”

A noncommittal grunt, a declaration of existence-- in Fenrir's usual, quiet way. Fading into the shadows— despite being a housewarden and a Kingscholar on top of all things—was eerily easy. The silence embraced him and he embraced it back, but by any means it wasn't a deflection of his duties.

Which was right in front of him, right now.

He didn't say anything, he let his body talk. He straightened from his lounging position against the window sill and walked over to Ori. Gloved hands wordlessly taking the burden.

“. . .You didn't have to do all this, Ori.”

His voice was low.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

"Well, I--uh...," Ori seemed a bit surprised at Fenrir taking the papers, cutting himself off before he inevitably launched into one of his rambles.

"It's my job to help," Ori decided after collecting himself for a second.

"There isn't too much for you to sign, I just needed you to sign a few things and I can go turn them in for you! I do prefer doing work myself, as you know.." Ori joked, looking over Fenrir's shoulder as he looked over some of the papers. Or at-least tried to, considering he wasn't exactly as tall as him.

A second of silence passed before Ori decided to fill it;

"You know, I'm glad I found you when I did! I was practically on the run from Fauna, you know. He's been badgering me with all sorts of strange questions lately..." Ori laughed. But in a way that was...clearly forced, trying to...make this less awkward.

[thedarktavern]

Fauna didn't respond, he didn't need to. His leather-bound fingers flipped through the papers like silk, a pen hanging loosely between his lips. He was reading each individual paper, not just signing blindly. He has always been one for paying attention to detail.

His gaze flickered up, then down, nodding at the brief instructions, his wrists working with smooth swoops as he began signing.

However, one fuzzy ear gave a lazy flick; an indicator of attention, at Ori's words.

“ Fauna. ” Brief, flat like always. His head tilted, bangs shifting above his eyes.

“What type of strange.” That was a tone a brother took when he was very, very, familiar with his brother's antics and hoping it wasn't severe; but suspecting it was.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

"Oh, well, mostly ones that imply we're ga--...uh....that we're...uhm..." Ori seemed to be contemplating how to answer delicately enough to keep up his professional exterior.

"Well. Mostly ones that imply...ah...that I'm...uh..." Ori hesitated heavily, "In a relationship. With you."

Ori said the last part of his sentence in a rushed mumble, clearly off-put by the idea. Not that he thought Fenrir was the worst person to be paired up with! It's just that he clearly took being labeled as...in a relationship with a guy as an insult.

[thedarktavern]

scribble scribble . . .

His writing, efficient and fast, came to an abrupt pause mid-signature. His expression, lidded eyes and thinned lips stayed the same, except for the subtle wettening of his lips-- the only tick he'd allowed to show. As quickly as the stutter came, it went, and he finished signing and reading all the papers in a span of a minute.

He straightened the stack on the table, his hands smoothing down the sides— slowly he turned to Ori.

“ Has he. ”

Not a question, a confirmation. A confirmation that he had a talk to have later.

“ He's theatrical. Been like this since 'e was a kid.”

Was that, reassurance? It was stated so flatly you couldn't really tell. Though his tail was evidently swaying.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

"Ah, ok..." Ori seemed to calm down a bit at that.

He fidgeted with his glasses for a moment before speaking again;

"I'll be taking these, then." Ori stated, taking the papers that Fenrir signed and looking over them before begining to step away.

He made it to the door, turning around and just. Looking at Fenrir for a second.

"See you...later, sir." Ori bowed quickly before leaving the room.

[thedarktavern]

“Ah—sir! There you are!” Ori greeted his housewarden, looking frazzled and carrying a suspiciously large amount of paperwork and books with him, almost tripping as he trotted into the room.

Fenrir had seemingly disappeared off of the face of the Earth for the last few hours, and while Ori did appreciate the chance to try running things himself for a while, he did need Fenrir to sign a few papers and plan a few housewarden meetings.

- @twst-oc-rp-acc (FENRIR X ORI MENTIONNNN.,,,also evil ori foreshadowing…in a way…)

“ Mm? ”

A noncommittal grunt, a declaration of existence-- in Fenrir's usual, quiet way. Fading into the shadows— despite being a housewarden and a Kingscholar on top of all things—was eerily easy. The silence embraced him and he embraced it back, but by any means it wasn't a deflection of his duties.

Which was right in front of him, right now.

He didn't say anything, he let his body talk. He straightened from his lounging position against the window sill and walked over to Ori. Gloved hands wordlessly taking the burden.

“. . .You didn't have to do all this, Ori.”

His voice was low.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

"Well, I--uh...," Ori seemed a bit surprised at Fenrir taking the papers, cutting himself off before he inevitably launched into one of his rambles.

"It's my job to help," Ori decided after collecting himself for a second.

"There isn't too much for you to sign, I just needed you to sign a few things and I can go turn them in for you! I do prefer doing work myself, as you know.." Ori joked, looking over Fenrir's shoulder as he looked over some of the papers. Or at-least tried to, considering he wasn't exactly as tall as him.

A second of silence passed before Ori decided to fill it;

"You know, I'm glad I found you when I did! I was practically on the run from Fauna, you know. He's been badgering me with all sorts of strange questions lately..." Ori laughed. But in a way that was...clearly forced, trying to...make this less awkward.

[thedarktavern]

Fauna didn't respond, he didn't need to. His leather-bound fingers flipped through the papers like silk, a pen hanging loosely between his lips. He was reading each individual paper, not just signing blindly. He has always been one for paying attention to detail.

His gaze flickered up, then down, nodding at the brief instructions, his wrists working with smooth swoops as he began signing.

However, one fuzzy ear gave a lazy flick; an indicator of attention, at Ori's words.

“ Fauna. ” Brief, flat like always. His head tilted, bangs shifting above his eyes.

“What type of strange.” That was a tone a brother took when he was very, very, familiar with his brother's antics and hoping it wasn't severe; but suspecting it was.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

"Oh, well, mostly ones that imply we're ga--...uh....that we're...uhm..." Ori seemed to be contemplating how to answer delicately enough to keep up his professional exterior.

"Well. Mostly ones that imply...ah...that I'm...uh..." Ori hesitated heavily, "In a relationship. With you."

Ori said the last part of his sentence in a rushed mumble, clearly off-put by the idea. Not that he thought Fenrir was the worst person to be paired up with! It's just that he clearly took being labeled as...in a relationship with a guy as an insult.

[thedarktavern]

“Ah—sir! There you are!” Ori greeted his housewarden, looking frazzled and carrying a suspiciously large amount of paperwork and books with him, almost tripping as he trotted into the room.

Fenrir had seemingly disappeared off of the face of the Earth for the last few hours, and while Ori did appreciate the chance to try running things himself for a while, he did need Fenrir to sign a few papers and plan a few housewarden meetings.

- @twst-oc-rp-acc (FENRIR X ORI MENTIONNNN.,,,also evil ori foreshadowing…in a way…)

“ Mm? ”

A noncommittal grunt, a declaration of existence-- in Fenrir's usual, quiet way. Fading into the shadows— despite being a housewarden and a Kingscholar on top of all things—was eerily easy. The silence embraced him and he embraced it back, but by any means it wasn't a deflection of his duties.

Which was right in front of him, right now.

He didn't say anything, he let his body talk. He straightened from his lounging position against the window sill and walked over to Ori. Gloved hands wordlessly taking the burden.

“. . .You didn't have to do all this, Ori.”

His voice was low.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

"Well, I--uh...," Ori seemed a bit surprised at Fenrir taking the papers, cutting himself off before he inevitably launched into one of his rambles.

"It's my job to help," Ori decided after collecting himself for a second.

"There isn't too much for you to sign, I just needed you to sign a few things and I can go turn them in for you! I do prefer doing work myself, as you know.." Ori joked, looking over Fenrir's shoulder as he looked over some of the papers. Or at-least tried to, considering he wasn't exactly as tall as him.

A second of silence passed before Ori decided to fill it;

"You know, I'm glad I found you when I did! I was practically on the run from Fauna, you know. He's been badgering me with all sorts of strange questions lately..." Ori laughed. But in a way that was...clearly forced, trying to...make this less awkward.

[thedarktavern]

(Forgive my shabbiness…I haven’t done rp in a long while and am a bit sleep deprived…waysuf 🤤🤤🤤🤤)

“Hmm..”

Yusuf narrowed their eyes a bit, inspecting Wayne for a second before deciding to speak.

“Wayne, I was wondering…considering you are a great white shark merfolk, do you have…multiple rows of teeth? If not in your human form, do ya have ‘em in your more animalistic form?”

Yusuf tilted his head slightly at Wayne, awaiting a reply.

- @snoogeewoogeewoo (lowkey forgor the name of my rp blog and don’t wanna type the ask again🐎)

“ Ha?. . .”

Wayne was having a one-sided battle with his homework assignment that he understood so immensely that it made learning a new language more easier.

So it was a break in his frustration hearing Yusuf's voice, the cease in his brows earring, lips upturning.

“Ya' curious, lil' shrimp?”

He pivoted in his chair, sitting on it backwards, a languid smirk on his face.

“Ya wanna take a look?”

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

(Reposting with the rp account blehhh🥹)

Yusuf backed up in his chair at Wayne’s sudden closeness before holding back a giggle at his undisguised willingness to abandon his work.

“Well, I would. But I’m not entirely sure that ‘cha won’t bite my face off,” Yusuf smiled back at Wayne, clearly still curious about his shark-like companion’s chompers. “But, if you promise you won’t, I am still very interested in taking a quick looksie~” Yusuf leaned forward, towards Wayne.

[thedarktavern]

“Me? Biting? Same sentence? Bah, you play too much.”

It was painted with such artificial sweetness you could see it for what it was, artificial.

“ I don't bite. 'less you ask.”

Wayne threw in, his voice dropping an octave with playful suggestion, followed by a snicker to disarm any accumulated suspense. Wayne leisurely, too leisurely, relaxed his jaw. His teeth were sharp, gliding your fingertips across from them would easily draw blood-- there wasn't any potential pairs visible from where Yusuf was standing.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

“Hmph,” Yusuf seemed to almost pout in disappointment at the discovery that Wayne, did, in-fact, not have multiple rows of teeth. Though it was nice to get a better look at the teeth Wayne did have.

After a moment of careful deliberation, Yusuf decided to let it go and then playfully give Wayne’s nose a playful ‘boop’ before practically launching themselves backwards in an attempt to avoid any ‘retaliation’ on Wayne’s part. He stumbled a bit as he did so, it was a wonder that they didn’t end up falling flat on their ass from the action. His pouty expression was now once again replaced with a playful smile, awaiting Wayne’s reaction.

[thedarktavern]

(Forgive my shabbiness…I haven’t done rp in a long while and am a bit sleep deprived…waysuf 🤤🤤🤤🤤)

“Hmm..”

Yusuf narrowed their eyes a bit, inspecting Wayne for a second before deciding to speak.

“Wayne, I was wondering…considering you are a great white shark merfolk, do you have…multiple rows of teeth? If not in your human form, do ya have ‘em in your more animalistic form?”

Yusuf tilted his head slightly at Wayne, awaiting a reply.

- @snoogeewoogeewoo (lowkey forgor the name of my rp blog and don’t wanna type the ask again🐎)

“ Ha?. . .”

Wayne was having a one-sided battle with his homework assignment that he understood so immensely that it made learning a new language more easier.

So it was a break in his frustration hearing Yusuf's voice, the cease in his brows earring, lips upturning.

“Ya' curious, lil' shrimp?”

He pivoted in his chair, sitting on it backwards, a languid smirk on his face.

“Ya wanna take a look?”

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

(Reposting with the rp account blehhh🥹)

Yusuf backed up in his chair at Wayne’s sudden closeness before holding back a giggle at his undisguised willingness to abandon his work.

“Well, I would. But I’m not entirely sure that ‘cha won’t bite my face off,” Yusuf smiled back at Wayne, clearly still curious about his shark-like companion’s chompers. “But, if you promise you won’t, I am still very interested in taking a quick looksie~” Yusuf leaned forward, towards Wayne.

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

Sup, bbg *flips hair*

Anyways - It's been a while since I rp with someone so it may suck at first - BUT I'll try for ya u.u I'll offer Harry for this, so YAYAYYY //

[After a longgg day of school, the silly, happy second year, Mathis, had finally got out of classes. Their last class was culinary, so they had a small bag of delicious chocolate chip cookies. They happily skip through the hallways, which were about to be flooded by other students getting out of their own classes.]

Harry: "Man, can't wait for my sweeties to try these delicious cookies I made!!" *Laughs as they stroll through the hallways*

(OH MY ME I AM SO SORRY FOR REPLYING SO LATE TUMBLR DECIDED TO NOT NOTIFY ME BRO)

-+ Coal, who had just gotten out of potions class, proceeded to dash out from behind the corner of the hallway…which caused an imminent collision between the two Heartslabyul students. The poor freshly made cookies proceeded to fly out of the bag, going every which way… +-

Coal: “OOF! Holy—Harry I am SO sorry for bumping into you!!! I didn’t know you were there—if I did I wouldn’t have been going so fast!!” -+ Apologised Coal profusely, quickly scrambling to pick up the cookies which were within grabbing range. +-

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

Ya ho! I have arrived as promise and wishing to start something cuz im curious and also because i am done writing my shroom oc's bio so I can finally use him for rp and stuff. ((Idk a thing about rp in tumblr but I wanna try so here! You can have anyone react or interact to this :3 )) Collin: //is about to sing the piano man song in the NRC courtyard. He has terrible singing because his voice is toad from mario// his voice/singing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GdWAQWHnsJU

Salem: :: Laying on a bench, not too far away from Collin in the courtyard. He seems tired, and quite frankly quite unobservant at the moment. Salem doesn’t notice Collin, and so doesn’t know about the ear splitting singing that is about to happen. ::

[theocbasket]

Collin: //clears throat and noticed Salem on the other bench so he waddles there// It's nine o'clock on a Saturday There's no crowd shuffling in There's an OLD MAN sittin' next to me //gestures Salem as the old man loudly enough to hear//

Having many sweet dreaaams!//shouts all in ear splitting tone deaf melody

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

Salem: :: Lowers his ears flat against his head, proceeding to fall off the bench he was on at the… ‘singing’ Collin was doing. ::

“BAH!” :: Salem raised his voice so that Collin could hear him clearly. :: “Collin! I, err…appreciate the gesture, but I’m currently attempting to sleep!”

:: Salem was trying his best to be polite…but he couldn’t help but try plugging his ears at the… ‘melody’ being sung before him. ::

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

Ya ho! I have arrived as promise and wishing to start something cuz im curious and also because i am done writing my shroom oc's bio so I can finally use him for rp and stuff. ((Idk a thing about rp in tumblr but I wanna try so here! You can have anyone react or interact to this :3 )) Collin: //is about to sing the piano man song in the NRC courtyard. He has terrible singing because his voice is toad from mario// his voice/singing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GdWAQWHnsJU

Salem: :: Laying on a bench, not too far away from Collin in the courtyard. He seems tired, and quite frankly quite unobservant at the moment. Salem doesn’t notice Collin, and so doesn’t know about the ear splitting singing that is about to happen. ::

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

YOOHOO! @sod-pop :3

[twst-oc-rp-acc]

Intro post!

Hi!! I’m an RP account for my Twst ocs, as my name gives away!

My main blog is @snoogeewoogeewoo

RULES:

No nsfw!

No xenophobia!

Other oc rp accounts are welcome to interact with me!!

Be kind!

OC LIST:

Peri Calypso

Heartslabyul:

Coal Parker

Savanaclaw:

Enzo Parker

Pomefiore:

Abbot Dhal (no intro post yet😭 He’s sorta like Vil but more masc and way more easily annoyed.)

Ignihyde:

Gable Seipher

Salem Leloup

Ric “Ricy” Gauch

Ramshackle:

Yusuf Campbell

Peri Calypso

RSA:

Castor Nyx

Staff:

Ollie Smith

Percy Charles

Mr. Duri

Please interact with me I beg of you.