#twst lilia edit

[creepysun-cpsunnhild]

[harmorii]

finally done raagh

[floatiecrow]

Cater and Kalim's live reaction:

Kalim nO-

I was reading through Lilia's ceremonial robes vignette and I wasn't expecting that 💀💀💀. LILIA EXCUSE ME?

[bluesylveon2]

And Gantu would've gotten away with it too if it weren't for the meddling kids 😂

[flowerofthemoonworld]

Twisted wonderland - Master chef event ✨

[rayroseu]

Peepaw lilia shows you his babies' pictures.... ✨✨✨

I had the vision lol he is proud for being the most talented in babysitting 💚☝🦇✨✨✨

[llondonfog]

if i had a heart, i could love you

my undying gratitude and awe to the incredible @cozymochi for bringing to literal life my vision of ob!Lilia :] let's all wish him a pleasant time as he keeps a steadfast soldier's watch over the dreams of a human boy he no longer recognizes and yet he cannot bring himself to leave his side . . . whatever could that mean?

(please click for high-res, tumblr why do you try to keep us from exquisite art)

[stupidneko]

That's how Lilia proposed

[hanafubukki]

Summary: You never expected your cute bunny costume to elicit this type of reaction from Lilia Vanrouge.

After returning from Deuce’s hometown, you and Silver decided to show off your costumes to Lilia and the others.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary at the time. Lilia commented how cute the outfits were while taking a bunch of pictures.

But you knew something was off as you spoke to Malleus, seeing those magenta eyes watching your every move.

A shiver went up your spine.

You swore you saw a fanged smirk from the corner of your eye.

Breath in.

Breathe out.

Melodic laughter fill the air as you ran.

You remember how Lilia cornered you right before this game of his.

Hand cupping your face as he leaned into you, “Run, my cute rabbit, run as fast as you can.”

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

You knew he was playing with you.

Could catch you any minute.

The light touch at your back or your ears teased how close he is to you this whole time.

How it was his choice to allow you to run.

But if you turned this corner…

A stream of water came to view.

“Oh?”

You flung yourself into the water as quick as you could.

The air stilled.

Before laughter broke out.

“Clever little prey. I went too easy on you.”

“I caught you~”

Fuck.

You were so close.

Gasps filled the air.

Clawed fingers wipes the tears clinging to your lashes.

Your outfit in tatters around you.

He couldn’t help the low chuckle escape him.

You were such a cunning prey.

And now? Such a delicious one.

He wasn’t planning on stopping anytime soon.

You had his blood pumping during the hunt and he planned on using this extra energy on you.

“Lilia…”

“Hm?”

“Plea- Ah!”

“Not yet Beloved, I’m far from done.”

His hunger was far from satisfied.

Oh Bunny event, how you entice me so with bunnies💞💞💚💚

[honeyhonest]

minors do not interact, 18+ only

✧˖°. doctor's orders

hey guys. did you know that medieval doctors would prescribe orgasms as medical treatment, as it was believed that a buildup of sexual desire would cause illness?

you know who would know this?

warnings: afab!reader (they/you pronouns, I say cunt a lot), fingering, humping, praise, usage of "little one" bc guhhh, biting, medical kink if you squint, long

It was of the opinion of your dear friends that you had fallen very, very ill.

There could be no other explanation; the pleasant, thoughtful prefect, their beloved friend, had become disinterested and grumpy, isolating themselves in their room and dismissing any attempts to talk.

You complained of being dizzy. You always looked as if you didn't quite sleep enough the night before, or the night before that. And you were distracted, your mind clearly on something else.

And despite the best efforts of your friends, you refused to see the nurse.

"I've never seen them so stubborn," Vil complains. "It's as if they want to suffer."

Leona scoffs and kicks his feet up on the table. "I say let 'em be. They're going through a phase. Can't do anything about that,"

"Was this really important enough to meet over?" Trey asks. "I have to take batter out of the fridge in fifteen-"

"Yes, we heard you the first time. And yes, it's important. They've become an absolute hermit," Vil says.

Cater leans into his elbow on the table, smiling. "And aren't they like, a little old to be going through phases?"

"My thoughts exactly,"

Each of your friends exchange glances. All have their theories, but none are willing to share them in the dim lighting of the classroom. Leona sighs.

"As much as I hate to ask, can't you just have your little lapdog figure it out?"

"Rook?" Vil asks. "I've tried. He smiles at me, as if he knows, and then says he hasn't a clue and walks off."

"Psh. Typical,"

"What're we talking about?"

Lost in thought and tense conversation, no one had noticed the door to the classroom opening.

Perhaps they wouldn't have noticed even if it was quiet, since the fae standing at the mouth of the room with his hands folded behind his back and a curious smile on his face was known for surprises.

"...Good evening, Lilia," Vil says. "We were only having a conversation."

His eyes light up at the trepidation in Vil's words. "Ooh, gossip?"

"Nothing of the sort,"

Cater grins, and leans further against the table. "Uh, kinda, tho. A certain someone's been weird lately, and it's freaking everyone out,"

"Oh," Lilia says, raising his brow. "That's unfortunate. Are they unwell?"

Cater shrugs, and Vil rolls his eyes.

"Yes. But they refuse to be tended to,"

The fae hums, the same curious smile on his lips. He's obviously not too worried. "Perhaps I can help. I've treated some illnesses in my time. What are the symptoms?"

Vil seems reluctant to share, as if he doubts Lilia's word, but then he sighs.

"Fatigue, shortness of breath, and they complain of feeling lightheaded. They've also taken to isolating themselves in their room, and their attitude has..."

"They're a huge dick now," Leona grins. Vil glares daggers at him.

Lilia hums again, cradling his chin in thought. "I see... if that's all, then I think I know what's ailing them. I'm afraid it's rather serious,"

And the room goes silent, everyone's attentions drawn to the small fae. Some suddenly look quite nervous, and others- Leona- roll their eyes.

"Woah, Lils, how serious are we talking?" Cater asks, sitting up straight again.

"I read of it in a Briar Valley medicinal tome some time ago. It's quite common in mature humans," he explains. "Some cases have been deathly. Luckily, there is treatment... ahem, but it must be given by another person."

"Like an injection or something?" Cater asks.

"Khee hee. Yes, something like that,"

Vil puts his hands on his hips, still looking skeptical. "And I suppose you'd like to give it?"

For a fleeting moment in that dark room, in the flicker of candle, Lilia's smirk sharpens, a knowing, sly gleam in his eyes.

Then, as if it had never happened, his cute, jovial expression returns. "Of course. I am the expert, after all,"

.

"Knock knock~"

Lilia is, perhaps, the last person you want to see right now.

Between your friends pestering you and the dull, unrelieved ache between your legs that you can never seem to rid yourself of, this week has felt like twelve of Lilia's lifespans combined.

The door opens without a response from you.

"There you are!" Lilia beams, as if he'd been looking for you all day. As if you'd been anywhere but in your room...

"Hello, dear. A little birdie told me you weren't feeling well."

You suppress a groan of pure, tortured anguish. "Listen, I know you're just trying to help, but I'm really not in the mood for visitors,"

"Aren't you?" he says with a tsk, tsk, slowly closing the door behind him. "I think a visitor is just what you need. I know just how to make this go away, after all."

You almost roll your eyes. He's just like the others- no amount of soup and bed rest was going to help you.

"Aww, don't give me that look," Lilia smiles, delicately sitting at the end of your bed. "I can tell this isn't a stomach bug or a cold. I'm not witless like the others, you know. Now, we're both adults here. Would you like to tell me about it, or shall I guess?"

You blink. No other option. You want to believe that he doesn't know what he's talking about, but he's Lilia.

Your refusal to answer only sharpens his grin.

"Guessing it is. Let's see," he says, his eyes lingering on your body for a moment too long.

"Khee hee. Seems like someone is a little overdue for some fun. Frustrated, are we?"

"Lilia!"

You throw your pillow at him, and he catches it with a giggle, setting it beside him and leaning over you.

"I'm right, then? Oh, don't tell me. I love the suspense. But you do know it's unhealthy to abstain. Lethal, sometimes. Back in my day, it was called womb sickness. Now it's... what, going cold turkey?"

"Lilia,"

He giggles again. "Oh, I apologize. Too lewd?"

He's not sorry in the slightest. If anything, he seems to be drinking in your frustration and embarrassment, and he has that glint in his eyes- that fiery sort of look he has before a competition.

"It's not that," you huff. "And I'm not... abstaining. I just... I've... I've had trouble... getting there."

Lilia doesn't seem surprised. If anything, his smirk only sharpens, and his eyes lower to your body again, lingering far too long on the exposed tummy visible between your shirt and your pants. His fingers, cool and almost calloused, brush against your cheek as he tucks hair behind your ear.

"Hmm... that is unfortunate, isn't it?"

"Very," you say, plainly.

There's a moment of silence, his eyes dragging down your body, shamelessly admiring you with only a look.

His hand snakes from the sheets beside you to your thigh, fingers pressing into the plush and thumb languidly stroking along the warmth of your inner thigh. There's nothing shy or gentle about the touch.

"Let me help you,"

"Excuse me?"

He bursts into a fit of giggles, his fingers digging into your thigh.

"Khee hee. My apologies, what I meant was, it is quite unhealthy to go so long without proper release. But there are... treatments,"

His thumb presses into your inner thigh for emphasis.

"So... let me help you. In a strictly professional, medical context. Of course,"

"Of course?" you repeat.

"Of course,"

His hand slides up your side, and he gives you a firm, reassuring squeeze before sliding back to your thigh, coaxing your legs apart.

Lilia stills, taking a breath and enjoying the look of you on your back underneath him. Then, he cozies himself up next to you, resting his head on your shoulder.

"This'll be better if you relax. Doctor's orders," he says. You can hear the smirk in his voice.

His fingers dance along the hem of your pajamas before sliding between the fabric of your pants and underwear. He traces a line up your clothed cunt, feeling for arousal, and then, without warning, he pushes his thumb against your achey clit, hard, making you jolt.

"Khee hee. Couldn't help myself,"

You don't have the mind to curse him out now, not even in your thoughts. His mouth finds your neck, and he presses kisses to it as his thumb moves in deep, languid circles over the pearl of your cunt.

"O-oh,"

"You like?" he giggles, fangs grazing against the tender flesh of your throat. "Don't get too cozy. We're only starting."

Every few seconds, he changes the direction or pace of his thumb, stroking your clit in circles or moving up and down, both agonizingly slow and agonizingly fast, never giving you a moment to breathe, and certainly not to cum.

"That's it," he murmurs against your neck, lowered, crimson eyes watching your chest rise and fall with each breath. "Aren't you a brave little one? Getting so wet for me..."

As if to emphasize his point, two fingers make their way beneath the thin fabric of your underwear, dipping between your folds and dancing in your slick. The cold of his skin makes your hips jolt again, and he giggles.

"Mmh. You weren't kidding. You're desperate, aren't you?"

He takes your flustered silence as a yes, and withdraws his fingers from between your legs, holding them to the light, playing with the glistening strings of slick between his fingers.

"...How cute,"

He's been torturing you for so long, you'd nearly forgotten... everything. The time, the place, your own name...

Only the absence of his hand from your cunt reminds you, and you meet his eyes with a pout.

"Lil-"

"Suck," he commands, holding his fingers to your lips. The warmth of your own cunt meets the warmth of your tongue as you let him in, and he hums happily. Once, he presses down on your tongue, making you gag, much to his delight.

He withdraws the hand and uses it to hold your face, smearing your cheek with your spit as he guides your lips to his. Lilia kisses you hard, tasting yourself on your tongue, almost moaning into your mouth when you do.

Then, he pulls away, his eyes lowered, fangs pressing into his lower lip in a grin.

"Ready?"

"Ready?" You repeat, watching him rest his head on your chest as he lays himself beside you again.

His fingers slip beneath your underwear again. "For your treatment, silly thing. Ready?"

You can suddenly feel your heart in your throat, and as soon as the word leaves your mouth, there are two nimble fingers breaching your cunt.

"My, my," his giggles almost drown out the sound of your moans. "Don't worry, little one, I'll take good care of you."

He scissors his fingers, stretching you out as if to test how much you can take, which is pleasurable in its own way, and then he begins moving. He pumps his middle and ring finger in and out, shallow at first, but going further with each noise of yours. He curls his fingers the deeper he goes, forcing more moans and whimpers and incoherent babbles out of your throat.

Though you can't see his face as he focuses solely on the place between your legs, you can tell he's enjoying this... if only because he's been grinding against your thigh since before you kissed.

"That's- that's it, just like that, you're doing so well, little one-"

The speed of his hips quickens with the speed of his fingers, filling the room with the sound of your desperate moans, his whines, and the squish of his fingers thrusting into your slick hole. His ankle hooks around yours, locking your bodies together as he humps your thigh. The heel of his palm grinds into your clit as his fingers push deeper.

You're convinced he can feel your orgasm coming before you do, because as soon as he hits the perfect spot, he sinks his fangs into your neck, overwhelming you with pain and pleasure and making you cum, finally, all over his hand.

Your vision goes white, and his soft praises sound distant until you can feel your fingers again.

And his, as he pulls them out, admiring the way they're wrinkled from your wetness and covered in slick.

"Mmh. I'm impressed. You must have been truly desperate to cum like that- or perhaps you just like me? Khee hee,"

You can't seem to speak, your body still numb and tingling with pleasure. Lilia grins at the state of yourself and leans up to kiss your sweaty forehead.

"All better, I take it? I knew I always had a knack for medicine," he says, sitting up.

You watch as he licks his hand clean, savoring the fruits of his efforts.

"I'm sure your friends will be pleased to see you in good health again."

Your eyes widen, and your lips finally part- "Don't-"

He chuckles. "I won't say a word, don't worry your pretty little head about it. It'll be our little secret, Prefect~"

Lilia looks away for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, and then he smiles again.

"...That was a close call, though. It would be just terrible if something like this happened again. I'll have to return in a few days to make sure you're taking good care of yourself- doctor's orders."

[crazyneet]

Day five

Finishing up Heartslabyul with their dear leader, Riddle

Next up is Savanaclaw

Manga page from the Anthology Manga (chapter 6)

Heartslabyul: Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4 — Part 5 | Savanaclaw: Part 6 — Part 7 — Part 8 | Octavinelle: Part 9

[creepysun-cpsunnhild]

here you go @hanafubukki

[harmorii]

remembered i have a yuu sprite i havent even used in like a year, so

[azulfanhere]

yay new years

happy new years guys anyway to celebrate heres all of my twst card edits (unfinish/finish)

(You can give credits or not)

[cozymochi]

“Gosh, I wonder what kind of day my birthday will be… Please, please have things go my way for once...!”

happy [redacted] birthday Cecil Mugwort here’s a makeshift “cozy loungewear” iteration. but with 60% less quality control because i had second thoughts on nearly every aspect halfway through, but i was too far in and already made a commitment publicly 🫠

pretend voiceless lines were collaborated on with @/oddberryshortcake under cut. If that’s anyones speed.

Summon: “Being able to tend to my plants at the end of a long day is my favorite part of my dorm room, I can’t think of a better way to spend the night before my birthday.”

Groovification: “There goes those clocks again…It’s practically telling me to get up and start another day.”

Home: “Late nights are so peaceful.”

Swap Looks: “Ugh, I need to get my unruly hair out of my face!”

Home Transition 1: “Having Silver as a roommate isn’t so bad… If you forget the whole ‘sleeping through five alarm clocks’ thing he does.”

Home Transition 2: “It’s a little embarrassing, but I love how soft and fuzzy these pajamas are. They keep me warm all night.”

Home Transition 3: “THE Vil Schoenheit gave me eye cream for my dark circles. Does he think they look really bad? I was so nervous I dropped the bottle right after getting it…”

Home Transition - Login: “My birthdays are usually spent celebrating my twin sister’s birthday too. But here at NRC, I can celebrate my birthday just by myself. It’s nice not having to share for today.”

Home Transition - Groovy: “Nyoka Wadjet gave me some fancy looking cup as a gift. I told him it’d make a nice new home for my Ice Lilies , but he almost seemed upset I’d be using it that way. Did he just want me to let it collect dust?”

Home Tap 1: “I mustn’t let Ollie trick me into feeding him his dinner twice. Tricky ol’ bird.”

Home Tap 2: “I made sure to send my twin sister a card for our birthday. I actually got one from her today too! For once, she didn’t brag about herself in it… She even pressed a small flower into the envelope.”

Home Tap 3: “Housewarden Malleus Draconia approached me earlier. He just wanted to tell me happy birthday but I was so scared I nearly collapsed where I stood… Ahem! Of course, I still said thank you!”

Home Tap 4: “Just one more page of this ancient magical relics book and then I’ll turn in for the night. Oh, but next chapter is on amulets. Maybe a few more pages then…”

Home Tap 5: “Do I dye my bangs? No, its just a condition I was born with. It spreads a little further every year. At this rate, I’m gonna go gray before I graduate…”

Home Tap - Groovy: “I try not to stay up too late, but I can’t help it! Everything is silent, it’s just me, my bird, my books and my plants. It’s such bliss at night.”

Duo:

[CECIL]: “T-Thanks for celebrating, Nyoka!”

[NYOKA]: “It's no trouble, Cecil.”

Birthday Login Message: “Oh, you’re wishing me a happy birthday? I didn’t think you’d remember. You know, the science club pitched in and got me a new plant today. It was a pleasant surprise to know my seniors had been paying such close attention to my interests. …Hm? Is this your present? You made a card all by yourself? …This is much more thoughtful than the ill-fitting sweaters and mugs I normally get, thank you.”

[papicup]

Nice bed wear you have there lilia . Now lets add some spice💖

( i need to get paid for this )

I had to do a little change it suits him so well

Edit here's the original :