Riddle: My wish is… “For Heartslabyul to score an overall higher average than any other dorm in the next periodic test”
Trey: Ahh, we didn’t get past Octanivelle nor Scarabia for the last mid-term tests did we…
Trey: But “For Heartslabyul”… shouldn’t you be wishing for your own grades first?
Riddle: Its the right thing to do as the dorm head. And its not like I need to wish on stars at this point.
Riddle: My grades could never be anything less than the best of course.
Trey: Right. That was a stupid question, sorry about that, dorm head.
Riddle: As long as you understand.
Riddle: However, I do not think its likely that our students will get better grades simply because I wished for it.
Riddle: I have a much more realistic plan in mind to bring this wish to fruition.
Trey: A realistic plan? …Just for reference, what exactly do you have in mind?
Riddle: It’s quite simple. I will gather the students who’s score bring down our average by quite a considerable amount, and hold a study session with them.
Riddle: …However, they will not be allowed to take a single step outside the dorm until they can achieve a perfect score on my specially prepared mock tests.
Trey: !?
Riddle: I will make sure that Heartslabyul takes first place next time!
Trey: I-I see…
Trey: (For the sake of the students, here’s hoping our dorm head’s wish actually comes true…)
Riddle: It has come to my concern that I am about to release an unhealthy amount of rage upon you. AGAIN.
Ace: Uh?
Riddle: Unfortunately, I have promised not to make the same mistake.
Ace: Cool, so-am I not going to be punished?
Riddle: Yet I found a better alternative. Why don’t you and I go for a school tour?
Ace: With you? I mean.. That’s kinda awkward but I don’t want to hear you talk about the school like an archaeologist.
Riddle, breathes in deeply and sighs: For the Seven’s sake Ace, I will dangle you by the edge of the broom via skyline tour and see how good your flaunting endurance can bring you.
Ace:
Ace: DID YOU JUST THREATENED TO KILL ME?
Riddle: Would you prefer the collar or the natural cause?
Manga Riddle’s Overblot is so freaking horrifying and such nightmare fuel and I love it. Holy frick.
The one frame where his body is just a black shadow and his fingers are kinda curled, almost like claws, looks almost like something out of a Tim Burton movie.
Summary: The second and third years are here for you, if you’d like the comfort I’ve only done two dorms for now, but might write the rest too if there’s interest!
CW:At the start of each section the reader’s worries/situation is described. If you’d rather not read contents related to said topics, feel free to scroll past!
Heartslabyul: feeling alone, like you don’t fit in
Trey is aware their dorm can be a rowdy bunch, but please know that whenever you’re feeling down, they’re more than happy to be there for you to lean on.
Riddle tells you about the history of the dorm, slowing down to appreciate the rose garden especially.
When he’s not angered, Riddle’s voice is very pleasant to listen to. Besides that, there’s a sense of delicate nostalgia in the way he introduces you to how roses came to be symbolic to the Queen of Hearts.
Riddle can be a little awkward about approaching emotions, but you realise he’s trying to keep you company in his own way. Perhaps listening to stories like these was how he passed the time when he was a child?
You can imagine a young Riddle, curious and wide-eyed at the wondrous campus you get to live on. Besides that, you can see the way he seems to find comfort in nature and animals - perhaps as a result of the strict childhood you heard of from Trey…
Riddle is a gentle person beneath his severity, and through today you feel a bit less intimidated by his perfection in academics. Trey places a plate of biscuits before you, telling you about the new blend he bought lately.
Whether or not you’re the type to appreciate the aroma of tea, there’s no doubt that having a warm drink soothes the senses. Trey checks up on you, asking how things have been going lately - he’s attentive and makes you feel listened to without the pressure of divulging things you’d rather not, and shares random stories he can think of to pass the time as well.
And of course, as a reliable third-year, Trey is happy to offer some advice if you have something on your mind. When you ask him if there was anything he wishes his past self knew, Trey was caught off-guard before settling into a thoughtful silence.
Finally, you’re told that he wishes he was a bit braver. He says this quietly right as Cater enters the room, flashing a smile and wink at you as he announces that he’s here to help his cute underclassman through their rough path.
You try to tell him that it’s not that serious, but Cater simply continues on and joins the conversation (something about how you shouldn’t take away his chance to support you).
When you offhandedly summarize that you were just feeling a little alone and isolated, Cater frowns - but not particularly at you, rather…
“Hey, we’re right here, aren’t we?” He tries to pout and lighten the mood, but it melts into a sadder, understanding smile. “So even if you feel like there’s nowhere to go, you can come to us.”
Despite all its rules, Wonderland is a place that accommodates all sorts no matter what cards you’ve been dealt. So when the roses have been painted red, and the white rabbit wanders across the green… won’t you humor them for a tea party or two?
Octavinelle: too many things to do, burnout/overwhelmed
Busy, busy, busy… That was your general impression of Octavinelle. Who could blame you when the lounge was always bustling with business and students, hurrying about for studies and clubs?
Azul sympathizes with your desire to handle things alone, but doesn’t agree with the way you’re stretching yourself thin. He reminds you that a sustainable lifestyle would always be better in the long run, and even offers his help.
He knows how hard it can be to break out of a habit, so instead of simply convincing you to want to change, Azul gives you tips to cope with it for now. He respects your feelings to continue on, and tries to make it more forgiving on you with tips and knowledge.
Payment? Oh, don’t worry about it - he’ll collect that when you’re not as overwhelmed with life. Very benevolent of him, no?
Jade mentions that you seem frazzled these days, which surprises you since you didn’t realise he was paying attention.
He asks if you’d like a drink (on the house!) And who are you to reject the offer when he gives you a slight smile and starts to work?
Little talks with Jade are nice, especially when there are no ulterior motives - and you find that he’s quite good at giving advice! Especially when what you needed was a strategic approach. His mind was as sharp as ever, always able to help you out of a conundrum - not without reasonable efforts on your part too, of course.
Floyd simply takes a look at you and says that prolonging your burnout doesn’t seem to be worth it - because the look in your eyes? You don’t seem like you’re having fun, and that’s reason enough to stop.
It’s touching enough that he doesn’t just leave you to suffer alone though. Floyd tags along with you on occasion (he does leave when he gets too bored, but it’s the thought that counts! And he does come back around later to check if you’re still slaving away.)
In a sense, he likes to look after you! Much like Jade, you don’t really realise this until he asks if you’re done with that project for Professor Trein, and halfway through your answer you trail away in surprise. Floyd doesn’t pay it any mind though, prompting you to continue.
Despite how ambitious your peers could be, you learn that when work hours dwindle to a stop, even the fishes go to rest. The sea and stars murmur, quiet as the moon watches over your tired forms.
From the depths of sleep, you surface into the waking world, laid on a bed, shaped like a boat with a nest of red silk and velvet pillows. In this dark lair located under the opera theater, what provided light were only the numerous candles that sat atop the intricate antique candelabras. The cascading fabrics of white tainted with time decorated the dark grey walls of the small lair with the pieces and pillars of elegant curls and spirals of gold aged with time. A turn of your head and your (e/c) eyes landed on a looming pipe organ perched atop an elevated ground, an empty stool accompanying the large instrument.
“I see, we’ve met again.”
A voice reached your ears, unfamiliar yet familiar. Another turn of your head. (E/c) eyes made contact with golden amber eyes. “Do you perhaps remember me, dearest wisher?” He leaned on the headboard of the bed on which you lay on. As you were about to answer, the golden-haired man stood on his full height and walked past your form, walking towards the organ.
“A change has been made. The role of the Phantom, given to someone else.” Climbing up the small set of stairs that led to the organ, the man lingered in front of the pipe organ, humming a familiar tune, as mesmerizing as the night.
“… Learning of the casting, I had to change it or else I’d face a boot on my face..” The man shuddered as his golden-amber eyes looked into the distance, recalling the time in which a certain beauty stormed to his lair.
“Ah, right… Before we get distracted.” The golden-haired man turned around, facing you. “I don’t recall that I’ve reintroduced myself.” With a tilt of his head, his eyes glimmered with amusement, “Once again, you may have come to know me as Storian. Don’t forget of this face, yes?” He winked as he walked down the stairs and held a hand out for you to take, “Come. I’m sure that you’re looking forward to whoever took on the role of the Phantom.”
With the help of Storian, you were finally off the bed. In a blink of an eye and you felt the familiar coolness of the night wrap you in an embrace. The candle-lit lair disappeared as you found yourselves in a smaller area, filled with bouquets, a vanity on one side, a full-body mirror located on another side. With your hand on top of Storian’s, he led you in front of the full-body mirror.
Taking his place behind you, he patted your shoulder. “Behind that mirror is the Phantom that will star in your story. The Phantom to your Christine, the frame sitting atop the vanity shows the Raoul to your Christine.” With that explanation, he finally took his steps back as you turned your head to face the mirror.
Mirror on the Wall,
Who is the Phantom that lingers upon the shadows?
The longer you stare into the mirror, the more entranced you felt, the closer you tried to look, the faint silhouette of a chandelier appeared in the mirror. The heavy curtains of red lifted, showing the stage. A figure cloaked in a black cape was what you saw, standing in the middle of the stage.
The hat sitting atop his head prevented you from satisfying your curiosity. With a lift of his head, a silver lock of hair was what you saw, a mole on the lower left side of his lips.
“Sing for me.”
Staring back at you was the sky blue eyes of Azul Ashengrotto, a mask engraved with the design of a nautilus shell covering the upper right of his face.
“It seems that we’ve got ourselves not a ghost, but a witch… The Witch of the Opera…” Storian hummed to himself as he rested his chin on his hands. “Now, I believe it’s time for us to find out who shall compete against the Phantom for your love.” Storian led you away from the full-body mirror.
Despite being escorted away from the full-body mirror and towards the vanity, your eyes couldn’t tear away from the full-body mirror, his sky blue eyes catching your (e/c) eyes. Bringing a hand up, he extended his gloved hand for you to take. With your eyes still connecting with sky blue ones, your brought your hand up, slow and weighing with hesitation despite the need to take his hand. Your Angel of Music was there, on the other side of the mirror. The urge to take his hand was strong. Had it not been for the voice of Storian snapping you out of your trance, who knew what would’ve happened as you took his hand.
“Well then!!”
As you were brought back to reality, you wasted not a second as you looked at the man beside you. Greeted by the knowing look of Storian, it didn’t take long until you averted your eyes, fidgeting with your fingers and flowing white clothes. Standing rooted to the ground, you have almost forgotten why you were in front of the vanity until the young man beside you decided to speak, amusement lacing his words.
“The story has not yet started, and yet you’re already bewitched.” Storian walked towards the vanity and leaned on it. “I’ll give you the honors of uncovering the picture from the sea of bouquets.” Lifting his weight from the vanity, he took his place behind you once again as his golden-amber eyes observed the abundance of bouquets in the Prima Donna’s dressing room. While the man busied himself as he looked at the bouquets gathered in the dressing room, you walked towards the vanity, claiming your spot in front of the vanity, carefully moved the bundled flowers aside as you found the small, wooden frame of a picture amid a sea of colorful flowers.
With the vanity now clear of bouquets, you found a single red rose delicately place beside the framed picture of the viscount. Slate grey eyes stared back at you as wine-red locks framed his face. Illuminated by the warm glow of the candles, you found yourself taking in every detail of the picture. Hidden behind his serene expression was the stern glint in his eyes.
Despite the sternness of his expression, you felt a comforting warmth brush over you like delicate curtains dancing through the wind’s graceful melody; it was a contrast to the chilling yet enchanting spell of the masked man from the mirror.
Eyes drifted off towards the single rose tied with a ribbon of black wrapped around its stem. A small lavender and red gem delicately sat upon the center of the ribbon bow. As your fingers wrapped around the stem, your eyelids began to close like the heavy stage curtains upon the stage. (E/c) eyes looked up from the rose. Your eyes found nothing but your reflection through the vanity.
With the first notes of the pipe organ, you felt yourself sink back down into the arms of Hypnos.
As your eyelids fell down like curtains covering the stage, your last sight was that of a mirror with not of your reflection, not even of the figure of the silver-haired Witch of the Opera,
I made an oc daughter for Lizzie Hearts (EAH) and Riddle Rosehearts (TWST); Maria Rose Hearts. She is a kind and warm princess who strives to be like her mother, but should never be crossed, lest someone may lose their head.
She was afflicted with an ancient Wonderlandian curse, the Curse of the Jabberwocky. The curse will manifest as scales on the skin and will slowly drive the cursed insane. There has been no known cure for the curse and there have been very little survivors or records of them, as the afflicted hide themselves as to not affect others.
Riddle has vowed to rescue his daughter from the curse with the help of Malleus, Lilia, and many of their friends from NRC. Maria has been taking special medicine that Raven, Azul, and Professor Trein make for her. She refuses to hide simply because of the curse and attends NRC as the new dorm head of Heartslabyul, scales and all.
I tag @slumberingprincess-blog @tyrian-bizkits @shiro-the-fan-theorist and anyone else that wants to!
happy en release !! i drew riddle bc he was my first ssr in the jp server !! and i chose him again in en !! (also bc i couldn’t choose vil ) i hope everyone loves the characters as much as i do !!
Wanda’s memories were coming back gradually but they were jumbled. She couldn’t understand much of them. They sometimes popped up in her mind during the day and sometimes appeared in her nightmares. She didn’t get who was who in her memories. She just had gut feelings regarding them. On top of that, she had to continue her research.
While being overwhelmed by everything going on, the ghosts mentioned an annual game at the NRC. Hearing that Grim wanted to play and she joined him to distract herself.
During the game, she was able to attack the ghosts with what she did during her fight against Riddle despite her power being weaker now. She was confident at offence and didn’t even think of defending until one of the ghosts attacked her. She instinctively swang her hands in front of her while her fingers formed a sign and a magenta-coloured transparent shield formed in front of her, protecting her from the attack.
She was familiar with this magic too. After the game ended, she tried making it again but failed which made her consider that this was just done in panic mode. She decided to work on it as well.
Whilst Wanda was researching The God of Chaos along with many other topics, she started to have visions again and got interrupted by yet another situation at the NRC. Instead of doing something himself, dire told Wanda and Grim to investigate the series of mysterious accidents.
She told the situation to her friends and after Trey got injured, Riddle and Cater joined in their investigation. They visited other Spelldrive players who got hurt and potential targets. They learned that the ones who got hurt lost control of their bodies for a moment.
Wanda thought they were mind-controlled by someone as she saw faint images of a similar situation in her memories. She wanted to be more certain before she told her group so she didn’t say anything.
Riddle, Cater, Ace, Deuce and Grim were talking to the Leech twins. She wasn’t focusing on the conversation which seemed to get heated. The moment she saw them, she felt a familiarity.
“Iamatwin,” Wanda said abruptly. Her friends were bamboozled by the out of blue information reveal. “Wanda, we can talk about th-”
“Hisnamewas-no-isPietro.” The words left her mouth without realising it. “Okay…” They said before continuing to talk with the twins.
Wanda wasn’t paying any attention to them. The name Pietro was echoing in her mind. She was trying to recall how he looked and what else she recalled other than the name, getting lost in her own world.
“Axolotl didn’t run away hehe,” a voice came above her. She looked up to see the Leech twins smiling down at her.
“EvenifItellyoumyname,youwillcontinuetocallmebythenicknameyouchosesincethat’syourthing.Ihavenoreasontofearyouasyouwouldn’tbeabletodosomethingIdon’twant.” She looked into his eyes as she spoke monotonously. When she finished, Floyd let his arm down, opening his eyes and pouting “You are no fun."
She turned to the other one, ”Youbothknowwhat’sreallyhappening,don’tyou?That’swhyyoudrovemyfriendsoffandansweredelusively.“ The second one chuckled. Before he could comment, Wanda added, ”Ican’thearyourthoughtsfullybutIcansensethem.Iknowyouaren’ttherealculprit.Iwon’tpryintoyourprivacyaslongasyoudon’tstandinmyway.“ Hearing what she said, Jade’s eyes widened before he changed to his usual expression. She didn’t have to reveal information about her mind-reading abilities nor how she sensed the truth but it didn’t matter at the moment.
After the twins, they went to talk with the Savanaclaw student but he ran away after stealing Riddle and Cater’s pens. Following that student-led the gang to the Savanaclaw dormitory, they met Jack and the other dorm members caused a commotion.
Them acting strange made Wanda feel suspicious of them. While she was pondering if she should read their minds and invade their privacy to find the truth, the commotion led to the group being challenged to play the Spelldrive. Thankfully Cater was with them so he was more experienced.
Don’tshowyourpowers... Said The Voice. Listening to The Voice was always in her favour so she followed its command. She sat on the benches and observed the players. Suddenly, she noticed a familiarity with her premonitions. When Riddle was the problem, she had visions of Queen in their dorm based on. On top of that, Riddle’s personality was similar to the Queen. Now she noticed the lion and hyenas she saw in her premonition were similar to Leona and Ruggie. Thus, she thought they were the problem this time.
The game ended and the gang left the dorm. She told them about her suspicions and they agreed on the Savanaclaw acting shady. As it was too much for a day, they all went back to their dorms.
Wanda had a lot on her mind, preventing her from sleeping so she went outside for fresh air and to organise her thoughts but she saw another suspicious person. "A child of man, are you?” the guy with horns asked.
Youarenotahuman.Youareamutant...Said the Voice. She didn’t know what exactly mutant was but it was the second time the Voice mentioned and she felt in her bones that it was telling the truth.
She checked him out before shrugging in response. His horns and black and green themed clothes reminded her of someone she knew from her past but she couldn’t put a finger on it.
The horned boy and she talked some more before she asked his name which he gave an elusive answer. “AreyouafraidthatIwon’ttalktoyouifIknewyourname?Dopeoplefearyou?” Wanda asked after him not telling her his name. She sensed discomfort and fear from him but not from her. The more she looked at him, she heard faint whispers about him as if she was still reading his mind but it wasn’t as loud as reading minds.
“Youcan’tcontrolpeople’sfears,onlyyourown,Malleus.” The words left her mouth spontaneously which surprised her companion. “Idon’thavemanymemoriesbutIknowwhatit’sliketobefeared.” She added. She pondered if she should tell how she knew his name but he might think she invaded his privacy so she didn’t say anything. “Thank you, child of man,” Malleus said before apparating away. She thought she knew this magic too and decided to try it when she got more of her memories.
The days were passing fast while Wanda and her friends, joined by Jack, was investigating the case and she was getting more premonitions. And the day of the Spelldrive game came. The gang was able to piece things together and figured out Leona’s plan, making a plan to counter it. That’s how Wanda and her friends ended up in Savanaclaw, confronting Leona.
He made his dorm attack them. Her gang defeated them easily while she sat that one out. They revealed how his plan failed. That’s when things went south. Leona grew unstable and verbally degraded his dormmates, especially Ruggie. The atmosphere felt the same as when Riddle overblotted. “Bah, I’m so sick of this nonsense. Shut UP, you nobodies!” Leona shouted and the air felt dry suddenly.
The situation was going bad rapidly but the upcoming chaos was reliving Wanda. She didn’t care about sand hitting her in the face or the others panicking. Her ecstasy came to an end once Leona revealed his powers “That’d be my signature spell. The King’s Roar. Ironic, isn’t it? Nothin’ the savanna hates more than a drought. Yet its prince’s magic desiccates everything—reduces it to sand.”
This time he fought against her friends and got defeated again. Then the short guy with magenta-black hair started to provoke Leona. Meanwhile, Wanda was once again in panic mode upon seeing Leona’s unique magic. Tears started to fall down her cheeks and then to the ground when she thought of someone being able to make people and objects disintegrate made her feel so sorrowful to the point she wanted to cry out. She wasn’t able to focus on anything else until the chaos around her grew exponentially. She was physically and mentally feeling better in the chaos despite her mind being filled with thoughts of disintegration.
Wanda heard a roar coming from where her friends were and saw Leona’s overblot form and the wraith behind him. Her friends decided to hold him off while the rest went to get the principal or ran away.
She shook her head, trying to push disintegration thoughts back of her mind. The circumstances were dire and her friends needed her. She could feel the power flowing inside her growing stronger and stronger. She ran toward her friends and stood in front of them, between them and Leona.
Leona attacked them without a second thought. Deuce yelled at her “Wanda, step back!” followed by her other friends calling out to her. She didn’t even look back. With a stoic expression on her face, she moved her hands in front of her, her fingers making a sign. A huge magenta coloured transparent shield formed in front of her, shielding her and her friends. Her hands once again were covered with magenta mist.
She didn’t lose her composure while defending, after a few moments, her friends and Ruggie understood that she’d defend while they attacked.
They started to attack Leona. After a few hits, he staggered back. That’s when Wanda dropped the shield and sent energy blasts toward him. Her blasts were stronger than the ones she sent to Riddle. Leona tried to counter it but Wanda was faster. At last, she twisted her wrist. The pink energy ball in her hand shone brighter before she blasted him. Leona got knocked out and the environment went back to its original form.
The magenta mist surrounding her hands stayed longer this time. When things got resolved, Wanda spotted Grim finding the black stone. Before he could eat it, Wanda said “No,” and Grim stopped in his tracks. He tried to move but couldn’t budge a centimetre. She picked up the stone and with a flick of her wrist, Grim could move again. He insisted on eating the stone but she didn’t listen to him. She was going to show this to the principal and demand an explanation after the game ended.
After everything came to a resolution, Dire wanted Savaclaw out of the game but the once injured players convinced him otherwise. Wanda, Grim, Ace, Deuce and the ghosts of Ramshackle were going to play against Savanaclaw dorm as the initial unofficial match in the stadium. They all prepared for it before arriving at the stadium.
Iwanttoheartheirthoughts...People’s thoughts flocked into her mind the moment Wanda thought about herself. She wanted to win the game as a payback for what Leona and Ruggie did. She thought they could win if she could know their attacks.
The crowd was loud, cheering for their teams, the media was covering the match and Wanda was barely able to control her powers while focusing on others’ thoughts. She thought she could manage it but everything around her was starting to exhaust her.
She was making a shield to protect herself from incoming attacks while sending energy blasts when she saw an opening. She was so focused on her mission that she didn’t react fast enough when the Spelldrive disk flew towards her rapidly. She was about to make a shield but she was too late and it hit her on the forehead before she lost consciousness.
I finally edited all of my twst x reader fics to twst x mc on AO3. You can access them here. I didn’t realise I had written so many TWST fics until I put them here.
And lastly, this is where I properly introduced my OC. She is my MC so I started from the very first chapter and covered the first 4 chapters of the prologue
All these being shared, I don’t feel motivation to write for twst at the moment. If I write, it’d be commission or if I want to develop my OC more via more fics and chapters. Other than that, I will continue to share memes, incorrect quotes and headcanons from my main.
The lack of updates and the huge breaks for main story updates made me lose interest in twst. Yes, we got event stories but I’d rather have main story completed.
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As of now, I will focus on my Black Widow fics and original content as I am currently planning to write my own Otome Isekai
Thank you for the views, kudos, reblogs, follows and comments. They all uplifted my mood every time I saw them on my notification.
Thank you for being with me through my fics from crack to angst, from healthy relationships to yandere <3<3<3
I recently got the magical archives book and there is a lot of character design art in it for like all the characters and theres little notes in there so I just wanted to post it so if you want to use it for art reference or something its here haha.
Disclaimer: This book is in japanese. I do not speak japanese lmao. I tried my hardest to piece together things based off of what google translate said as well as context but if I translated something wrong feel free to correct me and i’ll update this haha.
starting off: here is the general dorm uniform for Heartslabyul students:
Jesus christ this uniform has so many details ;u; Basic things: Characters are assigned a suit of a card in Heartslabyul, which determines the color of the vest and shoes (between black and red), as well as the little card pin on the jacket (shown below), even the little buttons on the jacket good god there is so much going on.
Some other misc. things: That little rose brooch is actually flat, their belt/ribbon thing is tied so the two ends of it alternate between yellow and black when next to each other. also the Heartslabyul uniform has gloves, but out of the main heartslabyul boys, Trey is the only one who actually wears them.
These are some of the smaller details like buttons, pins, etc.
Ok moving on to actual characters:
Riddle Rosehearts
I think the note says something along the lines of Riddle being short, so the PE clothes are a little big on him lmao
The note mentions that since they wear their uniforms under their lab coats, since riddle wears a bow instead of a normal tie it just goes over the coat.
I love riddle’s dorm uniform so much lmao. also idk how much of the manga we’re considering canon but apparently wearing heels is a rule of the queen of hearts i think and riddle doesn’t actually particularly care for them, don’t quote me on that though.
angry riddle is,,,,,,something. It says his smile is innocent which is very cute lmao
I have the overblot design stuff too but i may put that in a separate post along with Leona’s and Jamil’s
Ace Trappola
Ace ties the jacket around his waist, and his shoes are the same shoes he wears with his school uniform
Ace wears his lab coat open with the goggles on his head (shame on u ace ur gonna go blind)
His eyes are apparently supposed to be cat-like uwu. Also the collar from riddle’s unique magic is apparently heavy and very noticeable
Deuce Spade
Deuce wears his PE uniform with short sleeves
Deuce pretty much wears his lab wear like, the exact way he’s supposed to lol (The note says something along the lines of “If you ignore the bangs, the googles are correct” haha)
Note says roughly “Cool beauty with a little bit of grace” and that he has a sword-like eye. I’m starting to think the character designer really likes deuce haha. Deuce is a pretty boy.
Cater Diamond
Cater wears a white long sleeved shirt under his PE uniform, and also rolls up his pant cuffs (bi king)
Cater wears his lab coat open with the goggles around his neck (again, shame on you)
God Cater is so pretty asdfghjkl. Some stuff from the notes: He has droopy eyes, both his ears are pierced, and he has a more mature face than Ace or Deuce because he’s older. might have translated it wrong but apparently his hair is supposed to be a pompadour???????????????? ok. also hes got a little fang moment going on look at his cute lil fang i love it. And his hair curls under his ears and his hair is roughly chin length.
Trey Clover
Trey wears his PE uniform short sleeved and with running shoes.
Trey wears his lab coat open and his goggles are actually prescription googles :0 he puts his glasses next to his magical pen in his coat pocket
on the bottom panel theres a whole note about “You cant see through the sides of glasses!” which i just thought was funny.
Anyways, thats it for Heartslabyul! I’ll be posting Savannahclaw’s next uwu
