Just Lilia Being Cool.

Omg! It's so cute! I had to share it. The OP did a great job.

“Lilia Vanrouge! Get back here before you catch a cold!”

All you got in response was laughter.

“Where’s your whimsy?! Where’s your adventure?!”

“Where my non-existent health insurance is! Somewhere in Crowley’s office drawer!”

You tried to resist, but when Lilia gave you that smile, how could you?

He knew too with the way he held his hand out.

You reached out only for him to pull you out in the rain by the waist.

You wrapped your arms around his neck.

“If I get that disappointed Silver look because of you, you’re sleeping on the couch.”

Lilia laughed and twirled you around.

You would do anything for Lilia to always be this happy.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” you teased before kissing him.

I 100% agree with this post.

kind of wanna reinforce this here. because i’ve seen ai writing become so popular on tik tok.

ai writing is not okay.

it’s literally theft. just like how ai art steals, ai writing steals. it’s using authors’ very real work to generate whatever you type in. and this also needs to be said as well.

writing is a form of art. fanfiction is a form of literature.

seeing this all over my fyp is REALLY discouraging. fanfic itself is already a labor of love and we love it when you interact. but please do not use ai writing for your fanfic needs when this writing literally steals from fanfic authors.

genuinely don’t know if this post will go around because my interactions outside of hcs are shit, but i hope it does.

I sludge and treated myself. Early Christmas present? Apparently, I have a thing for pretty boys who dress well.

Sometimes participating in a DTIYS is just what I need to get through art block. And @shanimeartist ‘s groovy Angel was way too cute to pass up!

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Bat Lilia! Bat Lilia!

"Whats on your mind, my little bat? Youre awfully distracted," A gentle kiss pressed between your brow, "Well...more so than usual after our love making sessions," Lilia purred as you lay upon his bare chest, the fae rubbing circles on your back after a tiring nightly routine. You gave him a playful smack against the chest at his snarky words before flashing a smile amd resting your head against him once more.

"Just...same as usual," you sigh, staring out into seemingly nothing. Your eyes were full of conflicting emotions, nastologia, worry, contentment..."I just wonder how everyone is doing."

Lilia knew you were speaking about your past, the time in which you had prior to coming to Twisted Wonderland. He would sit and listen and comfort you and your worries, however this time he couldn't help but feel his heart twinge in sadness and felt compelled to ask a question burning in his mind.

"...Do you regret it?" Although he still had a smile upon his features, he avoided eye contact. A sign of his discomfort and sadness. You immediately sat up, taking Lilias cheeks into the palm of your hands forcing his gaze to reach yours.

"Never," you sternly stated. "I may wonder how the people of my past may be doing, but I will never regret choosing to stay here with you than go back to that place. You are my home Lilia Vanrouge, and I would never want it any other way." Your dulcet words were music to his pointed ears, a smile stretching from one to the other as he peppered your face with kisses and pulled you back down into the sheets.

His very existence reminded you how much every single day was a magical adventure compared to your mundane life from before

And suddenly your inquiries and worries faded away with every kiss the fae planted upon your body.

I found this at a very interesting local store, and it made me instantly reminded me of Pomefiore and Vil. So of course I got it. It was very reasonable priced too.

Does anyone else see it?

Gah, I love how this one turned out!❤️❤️❤️

Lilia Vanrouge: Light of my Life

Exposed LEGS??? 😡 In the middle of WINTER?????? Cover up, slut/j (His dragon claw slippers and big bow headband are so cute though 😭)

Rise and Shine!

A beacon of light burst through darkness. The curtains hadn’t been fully closed last night, letting the sun steal in, bleeding heat into Lilia's man cave--and into his eyes. He shielded his gaze and squinted into the morning rays that crept around his arm and the cracks between his fingers.

The sun had come for him, whether he wanted it to or not.

“Nngh… So bright," Lilia muttered. He flopped onto his belly and hugged his pillow against himself as if it, too, was meant to protect him from that shining star. "Morning already? I must've blacked out after that intense gaming session."

Guess I'd better get ready.

Tucking and rolling, he expertly leapt out of bed and onto the floor. A covert maneuver, one learned in his days in the military. On the field, he'd conceal himself in a bush or amid the trees--but these days, his blanket sufficed, clinging to him like a cocoon.

The distinctly burrito-shaped Lilia stuck his feet into a pair of slippers-- garishly designed to resemble a dragon's claws. With a yawn, he shuffled down the hallway and entered the washroom.

Lilia glimpsed his reflection in several tall mirrors as he passed them. All that tossing and turning had tousled his hair like a salad, slashes of magenta running into raven streaks. He grinned, playfully running a single pale finger against his pouty mouth.

I truly am the cutest, most charming pretty boy in the whole world~

Thump, thump, thump.

His reflection was unmoving. Beyond the door, coming from the corridor he had entered from, came a flight of footsteps. Far away and faint, undetectable to most.

His pointed ears perked, his interest piqued. My, it sounds like someone else is up.

Lilia's lip curled, mischief sparking in him.

He scampered to one of the vanities at the end of the washroom and climbed onto it, snuggling neatly into the nook and out of sight. It was simple to do with the blanket draped over his petite frame. From a distance, he could easily be mistaken as a mirror covered by a cloth, like some ancient relic stored away in one's attic, yet to be unearthed.

Lilia laid in wait.

The footsteps continue, progressively growing louder and louder. Then came the door creaking open. Movement. A figure coming into view, unaware of the impending scare. Head turning, calling out to nothing.

"Hello? Is anyone here?"

Now.

"BOO!!"

Lilia launched out with a ghoulish shriek, fangs bared and face contorted hideously, like a creature from a horror film. He extended his arms, throwing his blanket back. It billowed from his lightning-fast leap, a vampire's cape fluttering in the wind.

He pounced on the intruder--on you--tackling them to the floor.

You screamed, and it was music to him. Delight feathered in his chest.

What a fun reaction. They're almost as cute as I am!

"Gotcha~" Lilia poked the tip of your nose. You blinked up at him, still dazed from his loving glomp. "What brings you here to Diasomnia so early in the day, hmm? Did you perchance drop in to pay this adorable, fresh-faced lad a visit?"

"You caught me red-handed," you sighed in defeat. "I thought I could get the jump on you, but looks like my plans were foiled."

"Kufufu. You're still a few hundred years too green for that. Consider trying again in another century or two."

With a laugh, Lilia rose, helping you up as well. He looped his blanket around your back, swathing you like a child and pulled you close, your chests flush with one another's.

"There we are, up and at'm!" Lilia chirps, vigorously ruffling your head. It was left as messy as his was. "You came all this way to greet me, so I should return the favor by entertaining you while you're here."

"Y-You barely look ready yourself though," you pointed out.

"There's no reason why I can't do both! I'm an expert at multitasking!"

You stared at him, raising a brow doubtfully. For as long as you had known the fairy, Lilia had been nothing short of disorganized. The souvenirs scattered in his bedroom, the surprises he was so fond of. "Flying by the seat of his pants," as he called it. "I'll figure things out eventually... right?"

Lilia laughed softly. "I can tell by that look of yours that you don't believe me. I'll have to put all of my efforts into proving you wrong then~"

He shifted, and you moved with him, still cushioned by the blanket at your back, a sling which he controlled. An abrupt turn. You swung, Lilia did too--and you realized he was leading you in a dance.

"What does this have to do with you getting ready?" you wondered--but you didn't complain, not when your heart was fluttering like it had wings of its own.

"Why, I'm charging up for the day! It just so happens that you're my battery. If sunshine drains me, then you're the light that restores me."

"... Is that really how it works?" The question was slow and incredulous.

Lilia chuckled, sounding less like the youthful school boy before you and more like the wise sage that he was. "Cross my heart and hope to fly."

I ship it!

YOU KNOW WHAT?? FUCK YOU.

*lovely complexes them*

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