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«In meeting you, I learned for the first time that bright colors exist»

Ref:

based on this kuro S5 scene

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🐉🗺📍🦇 Wishful Thinking

(Happy Father's Day Lilia!)

🐉❄️🏰🦇 End

This is a little late because while I wanted to make it within the American timezone for Father's Day (since it's like 12 hour allowance) I fell asleep after coloring everything </3 Then lettering took really long after I woke up fsr. But yeah new art finally💯 Book 7 ending + my irl BFF who I talk to all the time getting back into twst gave me a bunch of fresh illustration and comic ideas so I will try to draw all of that alongside college

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ruggie!!

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I know that i would never finish it

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🫵 look guys hes so nonchalant and chill

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Clair obscur: expedition 33 x twisted wonderland

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I can imagine Yuu feeling a tad bit heartbroken seeing Malleus's broken horns but mayb he explains to them,

"Don't mourn the power I lost so no need to shed your tears for me. Matter of fact, I ought to pay Shroud in kind for this. I can express joy without setting the world ablaze, I can cry without causing a blizzard, and I can finally get angry without causing an earthquake! I feel so free now! Plus, it's a horn. Much like with your hair, it'll grow back."

Hello Dorkus 💚🌺💞

The Malleus loosing his horn feels are still strong 😭💔

But he’s happy, so we’re happy. But in the end, he still got hurt and that guilt I can still see be there whether from family and/or friends.

Summary: Malleus eases your burden.

You keep looking at his horn. You can’t help it.

It shouldn’t have come to this. You knew it was for the best. Yet, just like the others, you couldn’t help the tinge of guilt whenever you saw Malleus’ broken horn.

“Am I a captive animal for you to stare at in such a way?”

You startle before shaking your head, “No! It’s not that at all.”

“I merely jest. Breaking the ice as Lilia would say. You seemed to have developed a fascination for my horns more so than my tail now. What fascinates you?”

You couldn’t look him in the eyes. How? How do you tell him? This guilt you have. Something that’s irrational but there anyways?

“You feel burdened by my broken horn.”

You look at him with widened eyes. The face before you is soft and understanding-it’s a look you haven’t ever seen on him before.

“You are not the only one to feel this way. Silver and Sebek have been skittish around me. They behave as if one mistake would lead to treasonous acts against me.”

He walks ahead of you before turning towards you. The sight before you leaves you breathless. The moon shines on him. Giving him an unearthly glow that only fae kind can exhibit-no, only he could present as his tail appears in a swirl and scales appear along his back.

The fae that stood before you was not a simple classmate of yours nor did he portray a prince. No, Malleus Draconia right now shone like a God descended from the heavens.

Did the damage to his horn mean he couldn’t hide his draconic features anymore? How could one who lost so much be able to stand in such a celestial form? When to others, he seemed to be a dragon dragged from the heavens and tamed?

“You do not need to feel burdened by the power I lost. Matter of fact, Shroud has provided me a boon.”

Malleus raised his face to the moon’s light as if seeking comfort from an old friend.

“For many years, all I have known is isolation. Numbness. I could never cry, laugh, or anger easily. To do so meant bringing harm to those around me.”

“It was,” Malleus hesitated, as if the words were new to him, “…difficult.”

When he turned towards you then, you are surprised to see his eyes worn despite his ethereal visage.

“What you humans take for granted, I was never allowed. But now?” Malleus chuckled, “Now I can be free to be who I am.”

Malleus offered his hand, beckoning you to lay yours on top of his, “Come, Child of Man, lay your worries to rest.”

He smirked at you, “Unless you prefer me when I’m dark and dreary?”

You couldn’t help the laugh that came out, “Pffft hahaha I prefer you however you want to be.”

You laid your hand on top of his, “I want you to be happy Tsunotaro.”

“I am.”

You smiled widely at him. The gleam in your eyes has his crinkling in return.

There’s the smile I adore from My Child of Man.

….I have no idea where that description about Malleus in the middle passages came from but *pokes at brain* brain do it more. I demand it. Lolol 😆💚💞 (randomly had inspiration for this and I ran lol)

Malleus the fae that you are 😭💞💙 You’ve been through so much but stayed kind despite it all. 🥺🥺

I hope you liked this Dorkus 💙💙💚💚🫂🫂

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NITW × Twisted Wonderland (Heartslabyul)

I thought I'd just have fun and draw boys in nitw style. Buuut while drawing, I was unconsciously thinking about how they could exist in this au

I think it would be interesting if Riddle left his mom, lying that he had a place to live. Trey's family took him in (they live in another small town). Due to the guilt that he is taking up space in their house, Riddle decides to help them with work. He is assigned some organizational chores, since he has problems with cooking (although he does not give up trying to learn how to do it)

Trey works in the family patisserie. Cater takes on a variety of jobs to find one he really likes (most of the time he quits very quickly), but some days he works at a patisserie to have a steady income. He is also a member of a small band

Ace and Deuce are regular customers at the patisserie. They love that place (when they were little, they loved just looking at the sweets through the display case). But after Riddle appeared, they started going there less

And yeah, Deuce is a fanged rabbit(=ↀωↀ=)

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I need go to work, but I haven't slept since yesterday👍

Redraw of sketch from 2021+-

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My friend as joke threatened some of her friends that she would draw them as furry, and i remembered all my "fursonas" that ever existed

(shrimp one exist because of floyd)

👉👈if someone maybe interesting in it i can take some requests of your yume/yuusona as such "fursonas"(????), just so you know

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a mimir

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Summary: Malleus wishes Silver a Happy Birthday.

Time has always moved differently for the fae. It was a concept he always struggled with.

And yet, time seemed to have slowed down yet quickened in a way that Malleus was never used to after meeting a silver-haired baby.

Malleus can’t exactly recall when this phenomenon started.

Maybe it was the day Lilia flung the baby at him? When he looked at the crying bundle and hummed his mother’s lullaby?

He knew time moved steadily from that moment on, flowing through his fingertips in a way he had not noticed before.

That baby grew, and his weight increased.

The baby continues to grow along with the amount of saliva and other liquids that soaked Malleus. The seamstresses would faint if they ever knew what transpired on his clothes.

Eventually, Silver spoke words and greeted him with a smile as bright as the sun.

Time passed.

Silver learned magic. The pride in his eyes the first time he manifested it had Malleus feeling the same.

Malleus remembers the time he taught Silver and Lilia to dance. Swirls of magic danced on his fingertips as he played a tune and instructed them. Oh how fun that was.

Time continues to slip by.

Malleus remembers the days he would watch Silver and Sebek train.

The day he chose them as his knights. The looks on their faces made it worth it-another way to keep them close by always.

Malleus recalls, before blot and magic took control and emotions unfolded, how silver hair and determined eyes preached against such dreams and their wrongness, how no one wanted it, least of all him and Lilia.

Malleus sees these same eyes.

So bright and pure.

Colors changing like the facets of jewels.

Malleus remembers these eyes, the eyes of the babe, who dared to cry in his arms. The one who cried to him out on a snowy day, feeling as useless as he.

Malleus smiles, bringing a hand up to those very eyes.

Wiping crystal-like tears away as he used to do to the babe, consoling him as he had done not so long ago.

Breathe.

Just a bit more.

A splash of red on white leaves him aching, he hadn’t meant to tar such purity.

Tears continue to flow despite his efforts, from these very eyes.

Holding him tightly, speaking to him. Desperately.

More expressive than Malleus had seen him be in a while.

Ah.

Malleus wishes he could hear him.

But the clawing darkness prevents it.

So Malleus smiles, proud as ever of the one before him; using what strength he has left to speak words he desperately wants to say.

My Light that guided me through the darkness.

My Loyal Knight.

Thank you for saving me.

“Happy 18th Birthday, Silver.”

Darkness.

Happy Birthday, Silver 💚💕🌷

I love you🥰🌺

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did you know its the beginning of cherry season