Carrying The Dorm Leaders

MC (totally not Sapphic) Gets Some Goddamn Sleep

@sapphicxslvt asked: Hi elii, I would like to make a request that I oh so desperately need. I would like to request a sleeping fic where mc cough me cough finally actually gets some damn sleep. I'm talking good zzz's. Drooling out the mouth sleep, stuck in a coma type of sleep. So sleep that if I… I mean mc,, is getting their arm chopped off by a damn machete I would,,,,,,I mean MC would never know. Thank you very much ♡(´｡•ㅅ•｡`)

Sleep bitch ^ with love ofc

MC is tired. They're very tired. The only thing they can look at is their bed. Dodging a very asleep Mammon on the floor, MC dives into their bed.

The pillows. The comforter. It's warm and inviting. And yet, MC pulls out their phone, opening it to check their messages. Of course, because the life of someone as important as MC can not stand to take a break.

Opening a message from Lucifer, it talked about wanting to go out with them tomorrow.

MC sighed, before hitting their keyboard. Only for the message to end with a bunch of random letters, and to send to Lucifer.

The phone fell to the floor, but MC doesn't bother even trying to grab it. They don't even notice it falling.

MC's body is still on their bed. There is a line of drool coming from their open mouth. They'll get a dry throat from sleeping with their mouth open.

Wait.

They're sleeping. MC is... sleeping.

Finally.

A good nights rest is all MC needs. Just... to recuperate.

Lucifer was worried when he got the response from MC. He first texted them, asking them to respond.

No response.

Then he called them. Surely MC had to pick up the phone, he was the strongest demon in the whole of the Devildom, after all.

No response.

The only logical thing to do next was to go directly to MC's room. So, to the room he went.

Passing the kitchen, Lucifer knocked on the door of MC’s room.

“MC, open up.” He said behind the door.

No response.

Lucifer loses his patience. Opening the door, he found MC on their bed asleep. He also found Mammon on the floor in a starfish position. Walking over to MC, he tapped them lightly on the shoulder.

"MC, are you alright?" He asked.

No response.

"Mammon," He turned and nudged his younger brother with his foot. "MC hasn't woken up, I have called once and came inside to wake them up, but they won't budge."

"...Hah?"

A few minutes later, all of the brothers were in MC's room. They still hadn't woken up.

Satan had come to the conclusion that MC was either dead or in a coma. Both of those completely freaked everyone out.

But Belphie’s the Avatar of Sloth, right? Shouldn’t he tell his brothers that MC was asleep?

He likes drama. 💀

The only thing that slightly calmed down the demons was MC's arm moving to cover their face.

"MC!" Mammon practically yelled.

No response.

No response, no response, no response.

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MC was sleeping rather well.

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(ʘ‿ʘ✿) “what you say ‘bout me”

(ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ “hold my flower”

— "PUFFS AND RUFFLES" malleus draconia

SYNOPSIS: On your birthday, Lilia hands you a black dress claiming that you should wear it for your date with Malleus later. He fails to mention how it's a traditional wedding dress in Briar Valley. Oops...?

Character/s: Malleus Draconia x GN! Reader

Tags: Drabble! Fluff, Established relationship, Reader wears dress, Mentions of marriage, Lilia third wheel era, Kissing and making out, Not proofread!

A/N: My last fic before I dip and go study for midterms lolz

WordCount: 600+ | 💌Masterlist

"Lilia?" You peered through the curtains, calling the old bat over. Lilia gave you a quick glance before sneaking into the dressing room with you, keeping an eye out the corridor to make sure no one was watching.

With a click, the door closed, and Lilia turned to face you. He gazed at you fondly, a smile spreading across his face.

The dress he gave you fit perfectly on your figure. When you walked, the long skirt with its ruffled edges trailed behind you, its puffy sleeves draping across and towards your chest exposing your neck. Atop it, a necklace proudly sat, it's vivid green gem gleaming against the sunlight.

That was Malleus' courtship present to you years ago, as Lilia had recognized it. You were such a funny little thing back then. You had misinterpreted it as a birthday present, not realizing its actual significance in dragon culture. It took months of miscommunication and Malleus' sulking before you finally realized what it truly was.

"Are you sure I should wear this? Would Malleus really like it?" You fumbled with your hands, staring down at your outfit. Lilia gifted you the dress as a birthday gift and it was beautiful—almost as if it emanated some sort of mystical glow. Now you weren't sure how he managed to get your precise measurements, but you chalked it up to magic.

"Would he 'like' it? My dear, of course he would! " Lilia beamed, raising his finger and twirling it around, signaling you to spin for him.

You did as asked, twirling slowly. The flowy black skirt of the dress swirled around you like petals dancing around a flower bud, it looked almost weightless as it delicately floated up the air. When Lillia enthusiastically applauded for you, you grinned, stretched out your arms, and spun around the room.

While tapping your bare feet on the chilly marble flooring, you burst out laughing.

"Lilia? Have you seen the pre-" Gasping, you whipped your head around to face the door, the skirt of your dress pooling around you. Malleus stood by the entrance, jaw slack as he shamelessly stared at you. Embarassed, you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. The last thing you wanted Malleus to see was you dancing around the room like a little kid.

'Oh sevens, you looked so precious.' Malleus snapped out of it and marched towards you, a giddy smile growing across his face.

Thump Thump Thump.

His heart pounded in his chest as he took notice of the necklace clasped around your neck. The dress had already sent him into frenzy but paired with the necklace, it was overkill for him.

"You look beautiful." He whispered, cupping your face in his hands.

His hands trailed over your shoulders and arms before landing on your hips. Your head spun, face flushing as he pulled you closer, your shaking hands finding recluse on his chest. Malleus chuckled and drew you into a slow sensual kiss, his thumb gently rubbing circles on your waist.

While Malleus showered you with affection, Lilia awkwardly stood in the middle of the room. Becoming the third wheel was definitely not part of his plan.

Clearing his throat, Lilia raised an eyebrow at the dragon. Malleus huffed and drew away from you but still kept a hand placed on the small of your back. He turned his attention back to you, examining the dress once more.

"How interesting…" he muttered softly, trailing off. "I'm quite surprised you managed to find a wedding dress in that style."

"Wedding dress…?" You froze, letting Malleus' words sink in.

"Khee hee-Ah that's right! I forgot to tell you, that dress is a traditional dress used for weddings in Briar Valley." Lilia mused, walking over to you and pinching the fabric between his fingertips. "A bit old fashioned but they look like such a dear don't they?"

Malleus gazed at you fondly, clasping your hands tightly in his own. As he fixed his attention on you, his eyes appeared to be gleaming.

"Truly."

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