a little jjk/twst au concept with silver as a cursed human and lilia as his curse; any inconsistencies are my own, i literally finished binging the first season & movie an hour ago :') // @admiraltdevanto i hope this satisfied a bit of the need <3
the final cursed spirit lets out an ear-piercing shriek, one that sets silver's teeth on edge and locks his jaw in place, as it all but bursts into smithereens like a shredded mylar balloon. essence, lurid purple and rancid like decaying flesh, splatters around him, and he raises his sword in an attempt to shield his face from the smoking pieces that fall around him like a poisonous rain.
he needn't have bothered— faster than any human eye could blink, faster than they had sliced through the vengeful curse before them, leathery wings sweep around him like a cocoon, enveloping him with ease in the shelter of their embrace.
the tense muscles in his jaw automatically begin to loosen into the beginnings of a crooked smile when taloned fingers brush against him in the darkness, probing and far more gentle than their wickedly sharp nature would appear. he stands obediently still as they investigate the superficial bumps and bruises from the fight, new additions to a never-ceasing collection. it is only when those thin digits meet and pause at the oil slick of blood sluggishly oozing from a nasty scrape along his hairline that he hears a sharp inhale from behind, and his brief respite from the harsh light of the world outside falls away in one clean swoop.
silver winces as his eyes become reacquainted with the viciously cheerful gleam of the afternoon sun, and the curse flutters his wings in equal parts agitation and lingering aggression, fangs bared as if still wishing to sink them into the dissipated spirit for belated retribution.
"lilia, i'm fine, i promise," he's quick to reassure the curse hovering before him, unable to wipe the returning smile as it creeps along the corners of his mouth. "really, it looks worse than it is— i'll go to a hospital to get it checked out and say that i tripped and fell, alright?"
eyes a shade of crimson that put the fresh droplets of blood against silver's temple to shame fix upon him with an ancient magnitude, at odds with the almost child-like pout creasing a delicate, pointed face. for a split second, silver is wildly grateful that there are not any sorcerers lingering on the grounds, lilia's vulnerability a private moment for the two of them alone as a cold hand rises to cradle his cheek and wipe it clean.
". . . i eliminated it too quickly," the curse grumbles, all too human in his bitterness. "i did not see when it managed to land such a blow against you."
"i will be fine," silver stresses once more, sword returning to the sheath along his hip with practiced ease. "you kept me from the worst of it, and for that . . . i am grateful."
perhaps it is a selfish pleasure, but it is one sin that he finds himself so willingly committing— it had been abundantly clear from their first meeting that the curse before him was not used to, nor expected, gratitude and praise, much less words so unconditional and genuine. as expected, lilia falters minutely before tucking his wings away with the barest hint of a preen, a sparkle returning to his ruby eyes that had been darkened by the heat of battle.
"and more importantly," silver continues, tone gentle and quiet so as to not disturb the sleeping figures tucked safely beneath the desk behind them. "we managed to save them." the two children sent napping to escape the horrific scene before them by silver's own gentle wash of cursed energy, the only gift he could grant them before the spirit haunting the school discovered their presence mid-battle.
with an off-key hum, lilia crouches by their side, a hand outstretched and hovering, but not quite caressing the hair of the boy closest to his feet. "i suppose they were cute enough to spare," he comments lightly, rocking on his heels as if he hadn't blasted a dripping hole the size of a boulder through the spirit's core the moment it had tried to target the children. "not as adorable as you were at this age though, my dear."
silver has to suppress a smile at that, though it's tinged with a bittersweet taste that lingers in his mouth. lilia is kind for a curse, too kind, in fact— he does not allow his hand to touch the child's head, to disturb silver's gift of pleasant dreams with nightmares of warfare and strife. it speaks of a weakness that neither he nor lilia address, that the curse strokes silver's head until he sleeps and that silver never complains of his haunted dreams.
"you would know best— wouldn't you, father?"
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main four (sketches) are down!! Misty as her nightmare fire werewolf form, Fang as his dragon-wolf form, Dagger as her werecat form (yeahhh i draw her as a regular cat) and Paradox as her ShapeWing form. i might cut off the extra paper on the left because theyre not centered 😭😭
also the mug was an inside joke as Dagger would knock over the teacher’s mug in the earlier pages, and everytime it was replaced she would do it again, then when the new school was built and they were all principals basically, Dagger tried knocking over Paradox’s mug but it didn’t work as Paradox enchanted it lmfaooo
so Dagger broke the enchantment in this drawing and Paradox is laughing
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KILMENY OF THE OLD ORCHARD READALONG.
Ladies, Gentleman and Everyone in Between & Beyond, may I kindly introduce a honourable member of an elite Club of LMM CATS™, our new Royalty:
Sir Timothy the Cat:
Sir Timothy The Cat (Timothy to the few chosen ones Sir Timothy views as worthy of his friendship) Williamson, resides in Lindsay (Prince Edward Island) alongside his adoring parents: Mrs. and Mr. Williamsons. He enjoys being petted and praised, as well as eating first-class bacon from Mr. Robert's (his father's) plate.
Sir Timothy's favourite treat is a bowlful of fresh cream.
Sir Timothy never forgets his manners, eats in a dainty way, and purrs in a resonant gratitude.
Sir Timothy has his own special place on the kitchen bench (warning: the place is NOT to be sat on by anyone else but Sir Timothy).
The other place Sir Timothy finds agreeable is the top of the dresser, where he is able to gravely address himself to the disposal of various tid-bits.
Here are some heart-warming photos of Sir Timothy's kittenhood:
Sir Timothy showing a grand dignity from the first moments of his life! (He shall not be teased.)
Sir Timothy accepting tribute and graciously bestowing a meow.
Sir Timothy living by the rule of Confucius "Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising every time we fail."
Wasn't he a handsome little lad?
But please, do not disrespect Sir Timothy, for he is a brave and courageous cat-being:
Let us hear the the cautious warning by a young gentelman, Mr. Larry West, a former school teacher of Lindsay (Prince Edward Island):
“The name of this animal is Timothy and as such he must always be called and referred to. Never, [...], let him hear you speaking of [him] as ‘the cat,’ or even as ‘Tim.’ You will never be forgiven and he will not consider you a fit person to have charge of the school." [Edit: Mr. Larry West himself had learnt this lesson too late].
Let us finish this short introduction by showing the recent photo session Sir Timothy agreed to take part in:
Sir Timothy during his daily morning exercise routine and strenght-training:
Sir Timothy enjoying his daily dose of being petted:
Sir Timothy being the subject of affection of many:
Sir Timothy during New Year's Eve Party (We love the sparkly coat! Sir Timothy is a fashion icon):
(A tip for those who want to achieve such an amazing effect: don't skimp on glitter):
Sir Timothy's daily beauty routine:
Sir Timothy enjoying his meal:
Sir Timothy having his well-deserved rest after such tiresome day:
Sir Timothy is the new member of the elite Club of LMM CATS™ - introduced via The Kilmeny of The Orchard. He is the BEST part of the novel and we love him for this!
WE STAN OUR SIR TIMOTHY! (PETITION TO REWRITE THE ENTIRE KILMENY BOOK SO THERE ARE ONLY SIR TIMOTHY AND HIS SERVANTS... I MEAN, PARENTS AND FRIENDS, PRESENT).
Thank you kindly for following our CAT-CELEBRITIES!!!!
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