#silyuu

their captor, lonely

book 7 genuinely felt like a horror story sometimes, like those old dark fairy tales. one wrong move and everything could crumble apart. who's to say it didn't in some timelines?

after all it's awfully hard to run when he's watching your every move

quick doodle of the pre-ortho dream era, lol - slowly working my way through art ideas for the various twst books! tap/click for better quality ^-^

bonus sketches from when I first played through Lilia’s dream (which feels like forever ago now, haha)

Overblot spoilers

the ramshackle prefect stands before silver's bedroom door, a soft and fond smile on their face at seeing his sleepy presence emerge from behind it, seemingly still shaking off the clutches of sleep.

they hold a plate of a sugared waffle with berries, and a candle right in the middle that is yet to be blown out. auroral colored irises flit towards the festively presented breakfast, before back up to the prefect's shining, eagerly anticipatory gaze ... and a small, timid smile makes its way to silver's plush tiers, coupled with a flush of pink to the apples of his cheeks.

he blows out the candle, palms lifting to hold the plate as well, hoping to ease some of the burden off of the darling prefect, coming all this way from ramshackle just to make him breakfast and wish him a happy birthday. the birds chirp agreeably from the windowsills, as if to wish him in tandem.

in truth, the knight had initially been feeling uneasy. as if after all that had transpired, his mere existence was not worth celebrating ... even with the ball malleus had hosted in all its grandeur, to celebrate him. his cruel mind whispered to him through the night, that he did not deserve such gestures. but after the sun had risen and the birds sung, and father had greeted him so warmly, his nerves eased and his heart calmed in his chest.

and then of course, he had the fortune of being greeted and wished by them. the sweet, kind, reliable prefect. how lucky he is for them to have stumbled into their lives, remaining patient and resilient no matter what was thrown their way. the sparkle in their eyes as he holds their gaze, even if for but a moment; he finds yet another duty to maintain as a knight, another thing he feels obliged to protect.

them.

"silver?"

a soft, familiar cadence snaps him out of his slight daze. his smile turns sheepish, chuckling softly as he carefully relieves them of the plate, one hand holding it steadily while the other tenderly grasps the back of the other's head, pulling them closer to bestow a gentle kiss upon their forehead, the brush of lips warm and sweet like some sort of fragile blessing. he pulls back, regarding the prefect with the same familiar softness in his aurora hues that he always seems to have whenever they do or say anything in particular; helplessly fond, endlessly gentle, and it causes a rosy blush to form upon the cheeks of the magicless one, because certainly anyone would melt under that unraveling gaze.

anyone, perhaps. but not when he only has eyes for them.

"thank you, my dove," he whispers reverently as he carefully takes their hand in his unoccupied one, and the helpless prefect's knees nearly buckle on the spot. oh dear seven.

Okay this is for the Twst x Hamilton Lovers

As I was coming up with drawing ideas Hamilton is playing on my playlist and it hits me!

Malleus as Angelica Schuyler

Silver as Eliza

Now here me out while I’ve seen many people say that Malleus would probably fight with the council to be with Yuu

But what if we add Silver to the equation

Silver who is malleus’ adopted brother Malleus knows is a good person because you’ll never find anyone that as trusting or as kind as Silver

Silver who as soon as Malleus see had infatuation with his child of man knows what he must do

Malleus, who knows Silver like his own mind, who knows that if he told Silver that he loved Yuu Silver would silently resigned his feelings.

Yuu would be Malleus’s while Silver would lie saying "I’m fine"

So Malleus becomes Silver’s wingman ignoring the pain in his chest

Malleus who endured watching the people he loves most be what he could only romanticize what could’ve been if he hadn't sized his child of man up so quickly. Thinking of Yuu’s eyes every night

Malleus who watches they’re wedding with tears forming in his eyes thinking about how he at least his child of man is his Silver’s sweet spouse and how at least he gets to keep those eyes in his life.