#twilla's pets

[fabled-lady-twilla]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers ^.^

Yay, I'd love to share and get to know my followers more! 💙💙💙

(1) Obviously, I love reading, writing, and storytelling in any capacity. It's probably one of my biggest passions in life. I write fanfiction but I have original fantasy stories I'm working on as well. I don't even mind if I get published or not, I just want people to read my stories. :)

(2) My animals!!! I love all my animals and have a really great bond with all of them. I have both dogs (three mini poodles and one catahoula leopard dog) and two leopard geckos. I'll post them underneath this because I love showing them off! 🐩🦎❤️

(3) I have such a strong love and affection for my family and friends. I am so so so blessed to have a wonderful support system and caring friends. I just need more nerdy online friends. So don't be shy, let's chat!

(4) Some of my non-MHA/JJK interests include Jurassic Park, The Dark Crystal, and Dungeons and Dragons.

(5) Can't think of much else right now but a bunch of my random interests are cooking, playing video games, scary movies, reading fantasy romance books, expressions of creativity, self-improvement, and mental health positivity! I'm very much a 'good vibes' kinda person and try to spread that as much as possible.

Here are my pets!

[bittybattybunny]

I was left alone all day at work to just work and zone out so my brain was doing things

this isn’t like. anything actually I just wanted to write it and wanted to share it

The flower moonjumper belongs to @doodleimprovement‘s Victorian au for the record!!!!

“Papa look!” the little girl was smiling ear to ear as she held up the clump of seaweed, “There’s mermaid purses in it!” she giggled happily. “Pia found a treasure!”

The black haired man knelt down with a grin, his tail coat’s getting sandy, “well by stars, there are indeed, my little Pia!” He reached to stroke her head gently, her white hair curly around his hand.

She snarled some when a voice cried out.

“My dear Count, there you are!” the frail looking man gave a forced smile. He moved to dab sweat from his brow, “You have a meeting today, I have been searching all over. Oh Hello Lady Nocturn.” he gave a small bow.

The girl snarled again and clung to her father’s leg as he stood up. The man sighed.

“Eclipsa.” he scolded.

She gave a small whine, “I don’t like him papa! He smells funny!” 

“It’s the herb pouch he carries, my sweet one.” the count reached to pick her up, “Papa has told you, Mr. Menodora is just sickly. He needs to be careful.”

“Still don’t like him.” she puffed her cheek up annoyed.

“Enunciate, Eclipsa.” he sighed. Giving her cheek a kiss he set her down, “While Papa deal with Mr. Menodora, how about you go play with Twinkle okay?”

She nodded and moved to run past the man. She crinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out before absconding up the hill towards the estate.

The count rubbed his neck with a sigh, “She’s as spirited as her mother.”

“Quite my liege. Perhaps you have con---”

“I will not send Eclipsa to boarding school.” he scowled, “and that’s final.”

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The count gasped as the cup was knocked away. The tea spilling over the carpet. He snarled, baring his fangs, “ECLIPSA AMARIS NOCTURN!” he looked at the girl who was using her stuffed dog to soak up the tea, “WHAT ON---”

“Bad plant.” she stated, her blue eyes glowing a bit, “Twinkle saw Misser Trell put a bad plant in this. Pia can eat but not Papa. Papa would get sick. Twinkle said so.”

The man froze up instantly. He frowned, “Twilla, Go fetch Mr. Trell as well as the guard.”

The aide gave a small frown before bowing, “Right away, Count.” As he exited the room he shot a small glare at the child who splashed the toy’s paws in the liquid.

“Which plant did Twinkle see? Can you draw it for me, Pia?” he asked his daughter. He held a charcoal stick to her and a small book.

She set her toy down to take it and draw the two petaled flower, “was blue. With red. Twinkle says it does really bad things to humans. Pia is fine. Not papa.”

“A moonjumper.” he frowned, “that’s a grave offense. And Twinkle saw Mr. Trell do it?” the count set the book down and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“Mmhm. papa, Nightingale is all done drinking the bad tea!” She grinned as she held the swollen and soppy plush dog up, “Can Missus Fairweather give Nightingale a bath since she was a good girl and saved papa?”

He gave a soft smile and pet his daughter’s head, “Of course she’d be delighted to.”

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Eclipsa walked quietly through the halls. She’d had a nightmare and was trying to make her way to her father’s room when voices stopped her.

“Just a child but she sees so much.”

“It’s the creepy snow colored hair. That child isn’t right. Twinkle. I call bollocks. The count of Horizongale indulges that child too much. Using some imaginary friend as a basis for an arrest!”

The little girl puffed her cheek. One of those voices was clearly Twilla Menodora. She looked around curiously and huffed seeing nothing. She listened more.

“Well we’ll have to try something else. Have you tried adding it to the child’s food?”

“We’ve put more than a lethal dose in the Lady’s food! She just! Is fine!”

She rolled her eyes, no wonder her food tasted so funny lately. It wasn’t like it bothered her but it would bother her papa. She heard a chime and turned her head. A blue ball of fire bouncing around. She beamed happily and reached out to stroke it.

“Twinkle!” she whispered as it bounced about. She giggled and gave it a kiss. She pointed, “can you go listen for me?” she pointed, “Mister Menodora is being creepy, he’s gonna hurt papa!”

The fire chimed, bumped her cheek and zipped off. She grinned. If Twinkle got the information, then she’d be able to help her father.

Her blue eyes glowed in the darkness of the manor as the fire went to eavesdrop.

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“W-WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!” the former aide snapped as he was grabbed by his arms. He looked at the child who clung to the Count’s leg, “Count! Please! She doesn’t like me of course---”

“Pia may not like you, But Twinkle cannot lie.”

“Again with this stupid imaginary friend?!” the man gasped as he was thrown into the carriage, “YOU WILL REGRET MAKING ME AN ENEMY!”

Eclipsa scoffed and hugged her father’s leg tightly. When the carriage was gone she gave a proud huff, “Papa up!” she grinned and raised her arms, “Pia did a good job right?”

He reached to pick his daughter up, giving a half smile, “You did. You did a very good job, you and Twinkle.”

“Hehe~!” she giggled. With Mister Menodora gone, she wouldn’t have to worry. She nuzzled her father happily.

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“ECLIPSA!” the count shouted as she was ripped from the carriage, the rain pouring down. He yowled in pain as the knife was stabbed deep into his abdomen, the red seeping through his clothing.

“PAPA!” the child struggled as she was held, a gag being tied.

Twinkel zipped and slammed into her assailants head and she dropped to the ground.

“ECLIPSA RUN!” he father shouted as he coughed, “TWINKLE LEAD HER TO SAFETY GO!”

She whined but began to chase her fiery friend, who glowed strong despite the rain. She felt her eyes burning with tears as she chased the fire into the woods. It lead her to a hole in a large tree and she crawled inside.

Sniffling she curled her knees up. She was scratched and her father was hurt. She wiped her eyes but it made her tears worse.

“P-Papa… papa…”

Twinkle made a low chime and nuzzled her. It zipped outside leaving her alone as she sniffled.

She wasn’t sure how long time passed. But she tensed up instantly.

“Oh Lady Nocturnnnnn.” It was Twilla’s voice calling her chillingly. “Come out come out. You ruined my plans little one, you need to pay for that. Your father can’t help you now, and since you caused me so much grief---”

She covered her ears. If she was quiet and didn’t respond. She just had to be quiet. She clenched her eyes shut as she bit her tongue.

“There you are.”

She screamed and tore from the tree. Her dress catching branches as she was scratched. She didn’t care and kept running. Deeper into the woods.

“GET BACK HERE!” he snarled.

She gasped when a rope caught her neck and he cackled.

“I TOLD YOU YOU WILL PAY YOU INSOLENT BRAT!”

It hurt and she couldn’t breathe. She clawed at it and let out a scream.

The area lit in a cold light. Twinkle was in her reach. She reached for the fire, “P-Please! D-Don’t let him! DON’T LET HIM TAKE ME!”

And then.

It was quiet.

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Eclipse sat upright, sweat dripping down her face. She reached for the scar on her neck. The three wisps chiming in worry.

“I-I’m fine. It was just. A nightmare. Nothing more.” the woman curled her knees to her chest. Her heart was pounding heavily in her chest, “I’m okay. I’m fine. I’m fine…”

[toadscools]

This is my cat Twilla, I was told to send you pictures of my pets

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you are so fortunate to cohabitate with such a small and gentle void! and a sleepy one it would appear

[fabled-lady-twilla]

If you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog!

Answering this a little late but here you go! 😊

(1) I have strawberry blonde hair! I think from my Irish ancestry? There's always a random redhead person in my family in every generation and I guess I was chosen to be this generation's soulless ginger.

(2) Poodles are my favorite dog breed ever! I grew up with them and fell in love. My grandma and grandpa really loved them too so they passed down that poodle love to my mom and my mom passed that poodle love onto me. I've always had a poodle in my life, they're the best dog breed ever and I love their floof! I’m gonna post a picture of them at the bottom bc I love showing them off.

(3) I've had an actual MURDERER in my house before!!! Okay, no but really, he technically wasn't a murderer at the time but I always love opening the story that way because it makes people be like: 👀 Okay here's the lore: the man's wife and my aunt were childhood friends and they visited our house for dinner sometimes. My uncle always told my aunt that he didn't like them visiting because he got really weird vibes from the guy, like he could just look into the guys eyes and just feel that something was off with him. Anyways, it had been almost a year since the wife had visited and my aunt was really worried because she had been ignoring my aunt's phone calls for a while. Then, a huge story breaks the news that the guy had murdered her with a freaking crowbar and my entire family was just like.... in complete shock. It was a HUGE story that happened in our little hometown like 20 years ago. The husband went to prison for life. That's probably the only really crazy thing that's happened to someone I personally knew.

[fabled-lady-twilla]

WHO WANTS A FREE SNAIL EATING DOG? THIS IS THE LAST STRAW, I'M FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE OUT HERE! THIS IS NOT OKAY!!! 😭🐌🐩

Well, he's finally done it. I caught this little shit eating a MOIST, SOGGY, CRUNCHY FUCKING SNAIL IN MY BED!!!! 😭😭😭 How can a creature so cute and smol be this fucking disgusting? And he has the audacity to act all cute and innocent and take a nap after the fact like he wasn't just munching on a nasty, crunchy ass snail snack where I SLEEP!?!??? EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO WASH MY COMFORTER, GIVE HIM A BATH, AND TRY NOT TO BARF?????

I can't have anything nice around here. *cries*