#twst mamas

[neoninky]

Diasomnia Scenario: Lavender's Blue

I know I said I wouldn't write any more fics - that is still true...however, I did think of a precious scene with King Papa Malleus in the future (OC cameos by lil toddler Hildie VanRouge and Her Majesty Mrs. Moselle Draconia as well) based off of this song:

I've seen a few different versions with lyrical changes but I'm going with this version. So have a comfort/domestic character post, lovelies @hanafubukki @nuitthegoddess @foxwitchaine @onegianthotmess @masquerade-of-misery @aquaburst3 @iscarlettappel

Silvery snow fell outside the window as King Malleus continued to scribble ink across parchment. His desk was full of signed documents whose stacks increased with each passing hour. He finally paused when his ears caught the soft pitter pats of tiny feet sneaking their way into his study. A grin pulled at his lips once he spotted a tiny, familiar head of black hair scurry up to the side of his desk. The dragon king was soon greeted with a bright pair of ruby colored eyes that the little one inherited from her papa.

Malleus set his pen down and welcomed the giggling little bat fae with open arms which she scurried into happily, "Hello, little Beastie."

Hildie VanRouge was growing at an alarming rate. Now, she was a sneaky little toddler who constantly snuck away from her parents to explore the castle and visit her 'big brothers'. No doubt Silver was looking for her at that very moment. She, however, was as carefree as ever in the king's arms.

"Mal Mal!" she giggled and playfully reached for his horns which Malleus granted her access to without question, "Eggy??" He chuckled at her delighted little voice, "Hmm I see. Now is a good time for a break as any. Let's go see how he is doing."

The castle guards barely batted an eyelash at the sight of His Majesty walking the corridors hand in hand with the young fae. The renowned General's daughter had become a VIP amongst the guard and staff.

As the pair drew closer to the nursery, a soft voice could be heard singing. The door was ajar enough for the king to peer inside. Malleus's smile grew at the sight of his queen and her angelic voice. She sat in a rocking chair, gently singing a lullaby to the dragon egg nestled in her arms.

"Lavender's green, dilly, dilly~ Lavender's blue, if you love me, dilly, dilly, I will love you~"

Queen Moselle Draconia beamed as the egg glowed in response to her gentle voice and continued to sing.

"Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly, and the lambs play~ We shall be safe, dilly, dilly, out of harm's way~"

Moselle paused her singing with a soft whisper to the unhatched child, "Oh, your auntie is here to see you, my little prince."

As soon as Malleus pushed open the door, little Hildie rushed up to the queen with excited bright eyes, "Eggy!"

It had become routine for the young bat to check on her nephew any time she visited. She was too young to really understand the hows or whys her nephew arrived as an egg but understood enough to know that he wouldn't be an egg forever. Thus, she was probably more excited for him to hatch than anyone else. Moselle chuckled at Hildie's amusement and scooped the bat into her lap so she could probably greet the little prince. The toddler giggled when the egg glowed as soon she her tiny hands touched the shell.

"You are sure it's a prince, my love?" Malleus wasn't opposed to it just not as convinced as his bride.

"Of course. I can tell. A handsome little prince just like his father," Moselle cooed sweetly to the egg, "And just like his father, he is content to take his time it seems."

Malleus couldn't stop himself from smirking. Lilia had finally told him the full story of his hatching years ago. The king hoped his son didn't have to wait as long as he did to finally hatch.

"Perhaps he desires to wait for more companions before coming out to join them," Malleus smiled and playfully ruffled Hildie's hair before teasing, "It's only a matter of time before Silver and Astrid have more nieces and nephews running around for us, right Beastie?" "And Sebek?" Moselle smiled knowingly, "I'm sure he and Petra will have a lively bunch of hatchlings soon enough."

The royal couple chuckled at the memory of Sebek's emotional outburst when Petra finally confessed that she was smitten with him as well. It certainly took a while but it finally happened to everyone's joy and relief.

"Your father is here too, my darling,” Moselle cooed to the egg and it once again glowed in response. Malleus carefully took his heir into his arms. It made him far less anxious now that he had some practice. He’d never admit it to anyone aside from his queen, but in the beginning he was a bit terrified of fatherhood. How could he, of all people, possibly care for a baby dragon? Help it hatch and thrive? The answer was clear as soon as his bride became a mother. There wasn’t a shred of doubt as soon as she laid their egg, only joy. If she could be brave then so could he.

He placed a gentle hand on their egg's opalescent shell giving it another dose of magic to help his son grow.

“Take your time, my boy. We’ll be waiting for you.”

~

…also shipping jump scares oop 😂

Yeah so since the whole story I was writing about all these characters is on indefinite hiatus, I figured I’d go ahead and just make the ships official in this soft lil blurb

For those that were reading the actual fic:

Silvetra (Silver x Petra) fans, I am sorry…BUT

It’s Sebetra (Sebek x Petra) now and forever amen 🎉⚡️🐊⚡️ you got the girl my boi ya did it

Or for people who love Sebek but don’t read the fic - it’s Sebek x Yuu/Yuu Coded fem OC

Congratulations SebeYuu shippers you got another one kinda! 🫡🎉

Although Silvastrid (Silver x Astrid) is friggin adorable and I will die on that hill lol

At some point in life, I am gonna do more doodles of the 2nd Gen OC bbys but now you know where the Diasomnia 2.0 OCs are coming from lol.

Also no I do not have a name for MalleMo’s son yet. Maybe they carry on the tradition of giving him a “Mal” name like his papa, grandma, and great grandma, or maybe they’ll change it up. Who knows. But his mother is correct in that their son will in fact look like his father…maybe a bit more purple/lilac from his mama.

Ngl, I imagine him looking a lot like SSR FirstDraft!Malleus but with dark green eyes instead of red 👀

[kamiraaah]

Guys, would you be interested in some drawings of TWST parents?

I took advantage of these days to relax a little and have fun drawing some silly things :D

[kenchann]

doodling the shrouds fam cause i love them

[ryllen]

"ho ho i love how u always joke around about me killing you nonchalantly, Trey-san" [x] [x]

[harunayuuka2060]

MC: You want me to ruin your engagement?

Idia: Yes.

MC: ...

MC: Damn, you're an awful human being. Haven't heard of cancelling it on your own?

Idia: Do you think my parents would listen?

MC: Um, yeah? They're G with almost everything.

Idia: Yeah, sure, but not this one.

MC: ...

MC: How about you meet them first? You don't wanna end up regretting later.

Idia: I only regret missing in-game events.

MC: 😑

Idia: ...

MC: ...

Mama Shroud: Surprise!

MC and Idia: *engaged to each other*

MC: Excuse me, Mrs. Shroud. BUT HOW???

Mama Shroud: Oh, Crowley stood as your father and agreed to the arrangement.

MC: ...

MC: NOOOO-!!!

Idia: ...

Idia: I'm cool with this.

MC: ...

Idia: Don't look at me like that. Y'know we can tolerate each other.

MC: ...

MC: Yeah. Makes sense.

Mama Shroud: Aww~ *then laughs*

[intern-seraph]

gonna be real here, i kinda get why baul dislikes sebek's dad so much. like, aside from being prejudiced against humans, baul would see papa zigvolt as the man who will inevitably break his daughter's heart. not by any conscious action of his own, but by virtue of being human. mama zigvolt will outlive her husband (and likely her own children!) by a measure of centuries, not decades. by marrying a human, she has sentenced herself to centuries of grief. like, that's fucked up!! as her father, baul probably worries so much for when that time comes when his daughter will be alone again.

[terristre]

🔵❤️🔔♠️🔴

[dicenete]

I have only met them couple of minutes ago and I'm convinced that they would be like this. :) Mama and Papa Shroud are so precious. I love them. I did this doodle so fast just so I can ramble abour their helmet designs!!! Rambling begins after the cut! ^^

Okay first I just thought it was funny that we didn't get face reveals or anything like this, easy to do these like this, no need to do expressions and so on... But! Then I started to look a bit closer.... Mama Shroud has flowers in in her helmet. And that got me thinking........... Persephone?? In Greek mythology Persephone is the Queen of the Underworld and the wife of Hades. But she is also the goddess of the dead, the underworld, grain, and NATURE = Flowers. The quick overview of the myth of Persephone is that Hades fell in love with her and kidnapped her to be his bride in his domain, the underworld. Some myths say that Persephone hated the whole deal but some myths say that she fell in love with Hades after everything. (debatable topic and well ancient mythologies rarely were about roses and rainbows) But the point being: Mama Shroud is someone who isn't originally from the Shroud family, the bloodline that was cursed with the bloodcurse and the duty to look over the gate to the Underworld. And since we kinda get the idea that the Island of Woe is very guarded and rarely lets outsiders in (unless they modify their memories and send them off), if Mama Shroud came from somewhere else, she is tied to the Island of Woe now as the wife of Papa Shroud and her kids.

But I think, unless they state otherwise, I'm sure Mama Shroud can visit her relatives. Atleast for the spring to fall and then be winters in the island of woe : DDD Ya know... cause that's how Greek myths explained four seasons. :)

And when you look closer at Papa Shroud's helmet... IT TAKES SHAPES FROM HADES'S DESIGN FROM DISNEY'S HERCULES:

I just thought their helmet designs were very nice and I love the attention to detail :3

[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#659 BOOYAH!AHAHA!

What IM SURE...will happen after Idia's OB, After the Masquerade event...and Towards Book 7...

-P.E Class-

Idia*Still Feeling Sore from having to climb all of Noble Bell's stairs and putting ice packs on his legs* I don't know about you, but I'm getting all funned out of these adventures...

Yuu*Sees off into a distance the sky becoming cloudy with green thunder and lighting* Uh-oh...

Idia*On the grass, Eyes closed* Don't tell me, We're about to have Malleus overblot...

Yuu: Yep.

Idia: Sharp giant thorns all over NRC?

Yuu: Most likely.

Idia*Taking a deep breath and opening his eyes* Bring it on.

Reaching the ears of everyone in NRC....they heard someone ...giving an excited war cry?... That sounded oddly like Idia

Idia: Boo-yah! Whoo!

[rainbowdonkee]

AU - if dragon mama raised Malleus and he locked in! 💪

I took too long to edit this but here we are! Keeping the words “Queen Never Cry” close to my heart ❤️

[mochinomnoms]

Thinking about the Tweels parents reacted to them bringing home a partner, think of how excited mama Ashengrotto will be when Azul brings home his mate. After seeing Azul alone, depressed, and self-loathing for so many years, seeing him have the confidence to bring home his mate. If he is in his Merform she is even more thrilled. When she sees them comfort and hug him and allows Azul to cling to them she may faint. If/when they get married, you know she is throwing the biggest wedding reception in her restaurant. Yuu’s dress or tux, completely covered no matter the cost, all food, covered. She is just happy that her son found someone and Mr. Ashengrotto has to hold her back and keep her from squeezing Yuu to tight out of joy. She would also drop hints that she would be a great grandma and show you how cute Azul was in all his baby pictures.

Azul would probably die of embarrassment when his mom shows baby pictures and when they are finally alone (thanks to Azul’s Stepdad reminding her she has a Business to take care of) he finally relents:

“I’m sorry, she is just excited to meet you,” Azul has yuu curled in his many arms inside his octopot.

“Is she the reason you waited so long to introduce me to your parents?”

“Yes… also she has three books full of photos hidden in the house I can’t find and my step-father won’t tell me where they are. They just appear when guest come over and disappear when I try to burn them later.”

“Well, we are meeting your Grandma tomorrow so things should be better there!”

Azul groaned.

“More picture books?”

“Six books. I have no clue how she got half of those photos, I think she hired the tweels behind my back!”

She's so happy upon learning about Azul's partner. Ms Iris Ashengrotto is a sweet woman whose restaurant started from the bottom to become a renounced, exclusive dining experience that only the most wealthy, prim and proper folks under the sea could have the privilege of eating. It's why the Ashengrottos and the Leech family have worked together for so long, it makes a fine establishment for their… “business” deals. She's what we would equate to Gordon Ramsay, really: no-nonsense, with strict and high expectations in her kitchen. Similarly, she is oh so sweet with children, her own especially.

So it was a pain to watch Azul grow up so lonely, though she could never get him to tell her why. Iris assumed that it was due to bullying, most merfolk are not kind to cecaelias, but she couldn't go off and scare random children into not interacting with her son. Nor could she talk to their parents without knowing for sure if that was the case, or if her son was just naturally shy. It didn't help her worries when her son got skinner and skinner, thinking she didn't notice him look at his body in the mirror as he poked and prodded at what little fat remained on him.

She took comfort when the Leech parents sent their twins off to keep Azul company, though he didn't seem to warm up to them for quite some time. Even when he went to NRC with the twins, opening his own establishment, Iris was still concerned about him making friends. It's why she was so pleasantly surprised to hear from her son during his second year about his partner. He's shyly gushing about you to him, a magicless human that slithered their way into his locked up heart. With the way he describes you, like you hung the moon and starts, she's already planning a wedding in her head.

It takes some nudging after that to get him to bring you for a visit, but he eventually did over the summer break. Oh, she was delighted to see his limbs unconsciously curl around you, holding you close as you curled into him yourself. You were so cute! A sweetheart! A delight! A perfect child-in-law! Azul, please forgive her if she starts sobbing, but how else is a mother supposed to react when she sees her child gaze at someone with so much love in their heart?

The first day she's monopolized your time, feeding you and Azul all sorts of food and snacks, offhandedly mentioning that the two of you would have to fatten up a bit to give her health grandchildren. She had to withhold a laugh at Azul's mortified expression. Iris has several albums of baby and childhood pictures, eager to coo over how cute and chubby Azul was as a baby. Her son is sulking at the other end of the couch, but he still has a tentacle curled around your ankle, never leaving you for long.

It's when she's hiding away her album (one of three, Azul's destroyed many be she always has spares), that she overhears your conversation. Iris had stopped by his bedroom to let you two know that she needed to return to the restaurant, but instead quietly delighted at the sight of you two in his octopot. A cecaelia's octopot, hiding place, is a very private and intimate place. So seeing you, cradled in Azul's lap, as his many arms hold you close to him, makes her heart swell.

She decides to leave you two alone, taking one last peek as you giggle at a pouting Azul, before sharing a soft kiss. Iris is smiling at the sight, sighing as she can finally relax, knowing her son is going to be taken care of.

[yuus-sentient-teddy]

While stuff is going down on Sage's Island, what's happening with some of the families of the NRC students?

S.T.Y.X. probably had to be the ones to tell the families the situation. Even though they explain it as lightly as possible so that there's no major panic, that won't stop the families from worrying.

I thought about Deuce's mom after Malleus casted the spell, when Deuce hasn't called her to talk about his day. Her intuition is telling her that something is amiss, but she tries to brush it off even though Deuce has never missed a call.

She sends a good morning text the following day.

She tries calling him an hour later when there's no response. What if he got sick and that's why he hasn't said anything?

But the call immediately goes to voicemail.

Okay, don't panic. She's sure her son must have forgotten to charge his phone (unlikely, a part of her says) or maybe he's deep asleep from being sick.

Dila debates on whether to call the school. She doesn't want to be overprotective or overbearing. . . and yet her mother's intuition is still screaming at her that something isn't right.

It wouldn't hurt to just be sure, right?

Dila's heart sinks when the call to the school immediately goes to voicemail.

The next chance she gets, Dila drives to the Trappola residence. She starts to feel a little ridiculous when Mrs. Trappola answers the door without a single bit of worry. What if it's nothing? But she still asks if Mrs. Trappola has heard from her son.

Mrs. Trappola shakes her head. "No, but he usually talks with his brother a lot. What's up?"

Dila explains how her son hasn't called or texted her and that the call to the school was unsuccessful. "Hmmm... it could be your phone. Let me try calling."

But the same thing happens--the school doesn't pick up. Dila notices something she missed in the beginning: Mrs. Trappola's stiffness beneath a casual mask. Does Mrs. Trappola also feel like something is wrong?

"Hang on, let me try calling his brother."

He's casual when he picks up and tells his mom that Ace hadn't called him last night. But there is a bit of trepidation when he asks, "Is something going on?"

"No, just checking. I'll call you later." Mrs. Trappola lets out a breath and meets Dila's eyes. Both mothers recognize the look in the other's eyes.

"Do you know Clover Bakery?" Dila asks. "Deuce told me that the son of the family who runs it is in the same dorm as him and Ace."

Mrs. Trappola nods. "Ace mentioned him a few times. Trey."

"I'm going to go over there. Want to come with?"

"Give me a second to get my stuff."

Two worried mothers become three, and they're all sitting around a table in the back of the bakery while a father is with the employees at the front. At this point, it's clear that something has happened to their sons and the school.

The three discuss what to do next. Should they try calling the school again? Reach out to the police station? To another family? How about contacting that Diamond kid's family?

But why stop at this part of the world?

Perhaps a while after the sleeping spell is cast, a little heir is wandering the streets pouting because no one is telling him what is going on.

Something has happened to his uncle, that he knows, but he doesn't know just exactly what.

This little heir may bump into an older woman, a grandmother, who asks why he's wandering around on his own so late in the day. He almost cries in frustration while telling her about the adults not telling him anything about his uncle. He lets slip that his uncle goes to Night Raven College.

That makes the grandmother pause, the uneasy feeling inside of her making itself known once again.

She tells the child that his family might be worried about him and eventually persuades him that going home would be a good idea. She escorts him out of the slums, listening to him talk about his uncle, until some guards find the two.

Before the guards escort the little prince back home, the grandmother asks about Night Raven College. Her grandson is a student there and in the same dorm as Leona Kingscholar. The guards reply with an apology and that they have not heard of an incident at the school.

But she stops them. Surely, they must have heard of something. She doesn't miss the fleeting look in one of the guards' eyes--perhaps that woman has a child who goes there too?

That guard tells her partner to go on ahead, and once the prince and his guard are far enough, she tells the grandmother that all communication to the school and Leona--even to anywhere on the island--have been unsuccessful. Other ways of communicating are being sought, but the guard is bracing for the worse.

She tells the grandmother that if she hears anything, she'll come find her.

The parents of four families congregate in Clover Bakery before it opens. It's clear that no one has gotten much sleep. Cups of coffee are handed out as they all take a seat in the bakery's main area.

"Any word?"

"No."

"Actually," Mrs. Trappola says, "my eldest told me that his friend on the Land of Dawning was given an evacuation order alongside every single citizen there."

". . . The entire land?" Mrs. Clover says faintly, disbelieved.

"The entire land." The weight of the words is heavy and they all silently contemplate what the evacuation could mean.

"Doesn't the heir of Briar Valley also go to the school?" Mrs. Diamond asks. "It's possible he might be keeping everyone safe. Plus--" she fixes a bright smile on her face--"our boys have survived two Overblots. What's one more?"

"There's also a magicless student who goes to the school," Mrs. Trappola says. "I heard from Ace that they've gone through multiple Overblots and survived without so much a scratch. If they can stay standing after that kind of disaster, then this should be nothing for them."

". . . I'm sorry, did you say multiple?"

The bell above the door chimes. In steps none other than Mrs. Rosehearts and a man who seems smaller in her presence. It's not missed the way the woman stands stiffly, and in the corner of Dila's eye, she sees Mr. and Mrs. Clover sitting up straighter.

"Is there anything we can help you with?" Mrs. Clover asks. Dila hears a little tremble in her voice as she tries to sound neutral. She meets Mrs. Diamond's eyes across the way and the two share the same thought: there's a strained history between the Rosehearts and Clovers.

That is when Dila remembers a phone call with Deuce early in the school year--Riddle and Trey's past and Riddle's Overblot.

Mrs. Rosehearts takes a deep breath and lets it out in a half-huff. It seems like she's fighting with her pride. "Yes. Have you heard from the school or your sons?"

"No. None of us have."

Mr. Clover gestures to the chairs. "Have a seat."

The man accompanying Mrs. Rosehearts, Mr. Rosehearts, accepts the invitation. However, halfway sitting down, he notices his wife is still standing. "I'm fine. This shouldn't take long," she says.

He blinks, then fully sits. "So, uh, what have we missed?" he asks.

After the two are filled in, Mr. Rosehearts nods sadly while Mrs. Rosehearts's scowl deepens. "So there's nothing." She almost spits out the last word.

"What about you? Have you tried anything?" Mrs. Diamond asks calmly, like the two were acquaintances.

"Of course I have! But nothing worked!" Mrs. Rosehearts shuts her eyes, tightens her grip on her handbag, and tries to calm down from the outburst.

"We both tried calling people we knew on the island, but our calls kept bouncing," Mr. Rosehearts supplies. "I heard about the Land of Dawning evacuation from a friend of mine. They also said that S.T.Y.X. was the one issuing it."

"S.T.Y.X?!" the room explodes.

"They're only involved if there's an Overblot. So does that mean. . . ?" Mr. Clover doesn't dare finish the sentence.

"But what kind of Overblot causes an entire island to be shut down and another island to evacuate?" Dila asks.

"One that can be caused by a powerful mage," Mrs. Trappola softly says.

The room is once again blanketed by horrified and tense silence. Thoughts return to what Mrs. Diamond said earlier. Doesn't the heir of Briar Valley also go to the school?

Mrs. Rosehearts suddenly spins around and marches to the door.

"Where are you going?" her husband asks.

"To the emissary. I will not sit idly and ponder useless things with useless outcomes while my son is in potential danger."

She's halfway through the door when her and everyone's phones go off simultaneously, creating a cacophony of text notification sounds. They're whipped out and Dila holds her breath as she opens the text application.

. . .

Mr. Clover takes off his glasses and rubs his eyes. Mr. Diamond runs a hand through his hair. And Mr. Trappola and Mr. Rosehearts can't stop staring at the message on his phone.

It felt good finally having a confirmation that something was amiss and knowing that a major organization was handling it. At the same, however, it left longing for more information.

"What about my son?!" Mrs. Rosehearts's demand to know her son's well-being felt like a reflection of what the other parents were feeling inside. Anger, worry, helplessness.

Mrs. Clover sits back in her chair with a distant, worried gaze. Mrs. Diamond leans on her husband's shoulder. Mrs. Trappola rubs her face. Mrs. Rosehearts slams the door as she leaves the bakery.

After a few attempts, Dila finally opens the internet application. It brings her to a news article from a while ago, written by a Sage's Island reporter, and at the very top is a picture of her son performing in the Star Sending Ceremony. She can't stop staring at it. What if she never sees him again?

"Deuce. . ."

Meanwhile, in Sunset Savannah, a little prince runs down a street. His head turns wildly, searching for a certain face. Anyone outside pause to stare at him, no doubt curious as to why the heir is here in this neighborhood of all places. He finally spots her leaving a run-down home and sprints the rest of the way.

The grandmother hears him before she sees him. He slows to a stop before her and is panting as he says, "I know what's happening! The island is shut down and some sticks are fixing it!"

"'Some sticks'?" she repeats, puzzled.

He nods feverishly. "Yeah! That's what I heard."

She assumes it's magic-related. "What about the island? Did you hear why it is shut down?"

He goes to answer, but pauses. "Um... I didn't," he says bashfully.

She's disappointed, but doesn't let that show. "That's all right. Thank you for telling me about what you heard."

"Prince Cheka!" Marching down the street is the guard from yesterday. The little prince's ears press down. "Please, notify any of us when you plan to leave the palace," she says, though it sounds more like scolding.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to let grandmother know about the school."

The guard sighs. "Your parents have already been told and they expect you back soon. I will stand guard beside the house. Let me know when you are ready to return."

"Can you tell grandmother what you know?" Cheka asks. "I saw you talking to her yesterday."

The guard, beneath the stoic exterior, had been impatient to tell the grandmother. "Very well."

She relays the message she, a couple of the other guards, and the queen received. An incident on Sage's Island. . . All travel to Sage's Island and the Land of Dawn are prohibited. . . S.T.Y.X. is currently handling the situation and will notify when the situation has been resolved.

"I am sorry I can't give you more information," the guard says.

Grandma Bucchi shakes her head. "You've given me enough."

She makes her way to a cracked chair and tries not to fall back on it as she sits. "Are you okay?" Cheka asks, approaching as the guard readies herself to help.

"I'm all right," she half lies. She prays to the stars of the coming night that nothing is happening to Ruggie. She already lost her daughter-in-law and son; she cannot lose her grandson.

"He'll figure out a way to survive. He's resourceful," she says, partly as a reminder to herself.

"My uncle might be helping him. They might be helping each other, like the King of Beasts and the hyenas!" Cheka says, brightening.

Grandma Bucchi knows the story well--everyone in Sunset Savannah does. It came to mind when Ruggie told her about his working relationship with Leona, and the thought wasn't lost on Ruggie either.

Perhaps they are helping each other through the danger that has taken hold of the island. "It is possible. My grandson is in the same dorm as your uncle."

A/N: I have been dying to share this with ya'll for a couple of weeks. I also kind of oneshot this XD

[kamiraaah]

I watched you as you walked carrying me in your arms... It's so strange to see you in my dreams sometimes, was I really that small? ... Have you always been this happy?

Why i can't remember your face?

I can feel the warmth of your embrace, you singing softly as you caress my face so gently... It's grandma's song... right? It's so good to be able to hear you mom.

Why can't i remember your voice?

Please hold me a little longer, let me listen to you for a few more minutes... It's been so long...

I don't want to wake up.

Don't leave me again, please.

[aki-shun]

Everyone talks about Deuce's mother and the costumes, but no one talks about the sweetness of Grim jumping for our attention😭😭😭

[nem0-nee]

DEUCE'S MOM HAS GOT IT GOING ON SHE'S ALL I WANT AND I'VE WAITED SO LONG DEUCE CAN'T YOU SEE YOU'RE JUST NOT THE GUY FOR ME-

I'm sorry I swear I'm normal. Well, not really considering I spedran this mama spade illust... [folds and perishes]

[harunayuuka2060]

Toddler MC: Papu?

Idia: I'm not your Papu. And we're not blood-related.

Toddler MC: But we family?

Idia: ...

Idia: Yeah.

Toddler MC: *beams*

Mama Shroud, Papa Shroud, and Ortho: *watching them from the monitor*

Mama Shroud: Should we get him a wife?

Papa Shroud: Boss, I think giving him a child is more than enough.

Ortho: *giggles*

Mama Shroud: Ortho, watch them closely. Okay?

Ortho: Okay~!