Twisted Wonderland Malleus - Blog Posts

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DIASOMNIA X GN!READER (TWST)

PLEASE NOTE [NAME] WILL BE REFERRED TO AS "YUU"

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You were tired, Riddle's Overblot took a lot out of you, you were currently in the dorm mirror's, ready to head back to Ramshackle and shower.

Before you went in, you looked at Grim, he was sound asleep, how lucky.

You heard footsteps, you turned around and saw a tall boy with fair skin, light-green hair slicked back with thick eyebrows and yellow-green eyes.

You're gonna be honest, he kind of intimidated you, but you just ignored him and went your way.

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*SEBEK'S P.O.V*

"𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳.." I mutter to myself, I respect Master Lilia but his cooking is.. How do I say this, not edible..

I walked into the Dorm Mirror's, expecting to be the only one there, but there was a human, with something that looked like a raccoon.

They turned around and looked at me, as if they were judging me, stupid human!

But before I could say anything they turned around and left.

"𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯.. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨."

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*YOUR P.O.V*

What a weird guy, he looked offended, my bad..

Grim still hasn't awoken and I'm not planning to wake him up, it's nice to not hear complaints.

Before going to bed I couldn't help but think of the green haired boy, he was from Diasomnia judging by his uniform.

You remembered how Lilia scared you and your friends at the cafeteria, he was also from Diasomnia.

"𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘺.."

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*3RD P.O.V*

"𝘏𝘦𝘺 𝘠𝘶𝘶!" Your friend, 𝘼𝙘𝙚 said, you turned around and saw him with 𝘿𝙚𝙪𝙘𝙚, another friend of yours.

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘈𝘤𝘦, 𝘋𝘦𝘶𝘤𝘦, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨?"

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘠𝘶𝘶, 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺."

"𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳." Ace breathed a sigh of relief.

"𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦." Just as Deuce said that, the bell rang.

You, Deuce, Ace and Grim all shared a look of panic, Ace and Deuce had a class with Professor Crewel, while you and Grim had a class with coach Vargas.

"𝘙𝘜𝘕!!!!!!!!!"

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*YOUR P.O.V*

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦! 𝘊'𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 20 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘴!"

... Please God why.

If it couldn't get worse you shared a class with Green-Haired guy.

"𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩.."

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*TIMESKIP, YOUR P.O.V*

You were panting heavily, your legs gave up on you and you fell, but to your horror, you fell on someone, and that someone was..

"𝘚𝘛𝘜𝘗𝘐𝘋 𝘏𝘜𝘔𝘈𝘕, 𝘎𝘌𝘛 𝘖𝘍𝘍 𝘔𝘌𝘌𝘌!!!"

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*3RD P.O.V*

You both were taken to the Nurse's office, You because you sprained your ankle, and Sebek because he bruised his arms and legs, because he took the fall.

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸.." Sebek muttered, seeming disappointed in himself.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳?" You asked him, confused, Sebek looked offended.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟?! 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡-!" Sebek was Interrupted by someone walking in.

"𝑆𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑘? 𝐼 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡." It was none other than Lilia Vanrouge.

"𝑀-𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎! 𝐼'𝑚 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡!" Sebek said to Lilia, even though he was covered in bandages.

"*𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ* 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑜𝑏𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡, 𝑆𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑘" Sebek looked.. Ashamed?

"𝐻𝑚? 𝑊ℎ𝑜'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑒?" It seems like Lilia has 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 noticed you.

"𝑂ℎ! 𝐼 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎, 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡? 𝐹𝑢𝑓𝑢~ 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒." I- Cute??

"𝑊ℎ- 𝑖- 𝑐-𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒?.." You were blushing heavily, (for some reason.)

"𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑎, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢."

"𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟?!" Sebek jumped out of the hospital bed. "𝐼𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦?"

Lilia chuckled, "𝐻𝑒'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟."

Lilia looked at you one last time before leaving with Sebek, you were wondering,

"𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝐼 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑎? "

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"𝐷𝐼𝐴𝑆𝑂𝑀𝑁𝐼𝐴?!" Ace looked at you like you were crazy.

"𝑌𝑒𝑠, 𝐷𝑖𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑎, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑙?" You asked as you looked at him, then Deuce, who looked worried, and finally Grim, who couldn't care less.

"𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒, 𝑌𝑢𝑢? 𝐼'𝑚 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛.." Deuce looked at you, he didn't even take a bite out of his lunch.

"𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑜𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑, 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚." Deuce was still worried, his food was already cold.

"𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑌𝑢𝑢, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙.."

"𝑀𝑦𝑎ℎ, 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑌𝑢𝑢 𝑑𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡." Grim was nice enough to say that.

"𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑒.. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟, 𝑖𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢!" Ace crossed his arms, he was pouting .

"𝐷𝑒𝑢𝑐𝑒?"

"𝑂𝑘𝑎𝑦, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑤𝑎𝑦." With that, you got permission from the CE duo, and Grim too.

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You took a shower and dressed nicely, now you were heading to Diasomnia.

You made a full sized cake, chocolate flavoured to be exact.

A shiver went down your spine while walking to the dorm mirror's, it was quite a cold night, but you eventually made it.

'𝘗𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘢.. 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘢.' There was the mirror to Diasomnia, it looked quite plain, if you has to be honest.

You went inside and there greeted you a boy with silver hair and beautiful eyes.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘠𝘶𝘶? 𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩-.. 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦." The boy said.

"𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦?"

"𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳."

You followed him to a castle.. Diasomnia is fancy but creepy.

Silver opened the door and there greeted you Lilia, with Sebek and a Horned fae.

"𝘠𝘶𝘶! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴?" Lilia asked gesturing to the chocolate cake in your hands.

"𝘈𝘩, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥." Sebek looked at you as if you committed a crime, while the Fae looked a bit disgusted, Lilia looked at you with a weary smile and Silver just stared at you.

"𝘚𝘛𝘜𝘗𝘐𝘋 𝘏𝘜𝘔𝘈𝘕! 𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘞 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘕𝘎 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌𝘚 𝘍𝘜𝘓𝘓 𝘚𝘐𝘡𝘌𝘋 𝘊𝘈𝘒𝘌𝘚?! 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘏𝘌𝘚 𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘙𝘎𝘐𝘊 𝘛𝘖 𝘊𝘏𝘖𝘊𝘖𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘌?!" Sebek yelled at you, a̶s̶s̶ ̶h̶o̶l̶e̶.

"𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬.. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸." Silver looked annoyed at Sebek.

"𝘠𝘶𝘶.. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺.. 𝘍𝘰𝘯𝘥, 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴.." Lilia smiled at you apologetically.

"..." Malleus just looked at you and it was starting to creep you out.

"𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴.."

"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 "𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯" 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯!" Sebek looked like he was gonna pounce at you.

"𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩." Lilia told Sebek with a stern expression.

"𝘐.. 𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢." Sebek looked like a kicked puppy, how can one look so cute and menacing at the same time?

"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘠𝘶𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭." Lilia gestured you to Malleus, while Malleus was scary, he was extremely pretty.

"𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘢, 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘢." Malleus introduced himself, waiting patiently for you to do the same.

"𝘐'𝘮 𝘌𝘯𝘮𝘢 𝘠𝘶𝘶, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘙𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴." You introduced yourself too, with a little curtsy.

Malleus looked amused, Lilia noticed this and smiled.

"𝘕𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳? 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯! 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯!" Right as Lilia said that, both Sebek and Silver grimaced.

"𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘠𝘶𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.." Silver looked at the chocolate cake you had, not his ideal dinner, but better than Lilia's cooking.

Meanwhile Sebek looked at the soup Lilia made, it was purple with a mix of green, it looked inedible, and smelled disgusting.

"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢!" Silver looked annoyed, he nudged 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬 "𝘕𝘰𝘸'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬."

But Sebek ignored him and ate Lilia's soup, poor boy's face turned green like his hair, but he somehow finished it, Lilia looked pleased.

"𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘬 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯~" Lilia said with a smug smile.

"𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵.." Malleus muttered as he was playing with the spoon in his hand, you could see the small frown on his face, but Lilia didn't.

"𝘏𝘮? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘴?"

"𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.." Malleus just gave in and took a sip, and his frown deepened.

Meanwhile, Silver was enjoying your cake, happy that he didn't have to eat Lilia's cooking.

You just stared at the food, you were hungry, but boy did you loose your appetite.

"𝘠𝘶𝘶, 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘱, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩~" Lilia picked up a spoon with soup inside and pointed it at Silver.

"𝘚𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘩𝘩, 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰-𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯~"

"𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.." Silver looked embarrassed.

Lilia just chuckled, then he looked at you.

"𝘠𝘶𝘶, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦." Lilia looked at you with a small smile.

"𝘏𝘶𝘩?.. 𝘈𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦." Lilia didn't look convinced, just as he was about to say something,

"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰.. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢." You stood up and prepared to leave.

"𝘚𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯? 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦?" Lilia, Silver, Sebek and even Malleus looked at you, waiting for your answer.

"𝘐.. 𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰." That was also a lie, you didn't want to come back again, they honestly freaked you out.

Lilia smiled, "𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘠𝘶𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵?"

"𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢." Silver took your hand in his, intertwining your fingers.

You and Silver were close to the Mirror. Silver looked at you

"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘐𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦."

"𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘮𝘦." After he said that, Silver walked into the Mirror with you.

"𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘰?"

"𝘕𝘰, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩." You kindly (?) declined his offer.

You gave him a big hug and before he could say anything you ran to the Mirror to Ramshackle.

*＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊*

Silver looked shocked, but then he just chuckled.

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘠𝘶𝘶."

*＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊*

A/N: my deepest apologies for the long wait, I spent a day brainstorming what to write and school kept me occupied, also, this is part one, part two will probably not be posted soon, but it won't take long.

Also, Malleus actually dislikes full sized cakes, his chocolate allergy was a headcanon.

Edit - I just realized there's not only Enma Yuuken, but also Enma Yuuka, so i realized it didn't really fit my Gender neutral thought, for those who were uncomfortable, it has now been fixed and proofread.

Take care, my darlings.

Malleous my beloved

Ok, since you really liked my meme I decided to share this trivia with you.

In Poland the woman who voiced Maleficent, named Zofia Mrozowska was an actress and educationalist. In 1948 she played a role in a war movie called "Ostatni etap" (eng. "Last stage").

Why am I telling you this? Because she was casted ... as a ✨gypsy✨

And with recent Glorious Masquerade event I hope you find this fact as funny as I do.

Bonus, (Zofia Mrozowska while playing the role):

For real like leave Silver alone, he did not go through all of that self hatred and blame just for ppl to villainize him and say that he’s doing exactly what the Knight of Dawn did.

I swear by everything that is SACRED, if I see one more person without the ability to interpret a text complaining about Silver's new card, I will throw myself off the first bridge I see.

It's a crime to study now?? Clearly the armor is for:

1° Make a reference to the history of both kingdoms. How history repeats itself, that Silver and Malleus will fight the same battle that ruined both families.

2° It's to show that unlike Silver's father, the armor this time is being used to SAVE a Draconia and not kill it. Silver's whole point at this point is that he wants to save Malleus, he wants his weird family back.

3° Every time they say it's "colonizer's armor" I feel like no one has studied the Middle Ages and how kingdoms work. You know Leona's kingdom? They definitely killed a lot of people to get that size, because that's how territorial expansion worked, to the point that war criminals from royal families were treated worse than slaves back then. Like, for the love of God.

Trust me guys they’re literally best of friends

Something something BAM they end up growing up together

In my mind Leona had the sweetest most saddest adorable Lisa frank eyes ever when he was a baby

+ ignoring canon for like 3 months Malleus was smaller than Leona before he hit a growth spurt.

Random stupid thought

If in Twisted Wonderland, at the first meeting with Malleus, you could give your nickname, like a Wanderer from Genshin Impact, at least half of the fandom would call him "Cute", "Dear", "Husband" or something like that

Someone: How many versions of the song "KING" (and "Queen") with Twisted wonderland characters are needed?

Youtube: Yes ^_^

To be fair, some versions of the songs sounded really cool (the version of "KING" by Maleus, Riddle and Crowley), as well as the versions of Leona and "QUEEN" by Riddle and Vil, and in some moments they will have a beautiful visual accompaniment. And yes, instead of sleeping at 1:37 a.m., I really started listening to each version in its entirety.

TSUMDERLAND Yo!

Doodles from memory, without wifi. Love this event

Hello! Can I request for Soulmate AU of your choice for Leona, Idia, Floyd and Malleus? Thank you in advance!

Characters: Leona, Idia, Floyd, Malleus

CW: Leona & Idia being haters, Floyd is Floyd. Maybe OOC, Not proofread

A/N: Hello Anon! I am not too familiar with writing for soulmate AU so this will definitely be interesting. I decided to go with the red string one because It's the only one I sort of know.

A/N: I am so sorry if these are short I really do not write for soulmates at all.

If you liked Reblogs and Likes are appreciated <3

🌼🥀

Leona

Soulmate?? PSHHHHH Leona doesn't believe in soulmates. Or so he thought.

His brother met his soulmate and well we all know how that went. Leona had given up on soulmates in general since he could never find the said person.

Going to NRC he didn't think he'd meet them.

When he came across Yuu he saw their strings joined during the spelldrive incident. But that wasn't the topic of conversation that was for another day.

When they came across him again Yuu realized they were soulmates and their eyes gleamed. Leona was like Ugh an was constantly trying to fight it, he didn't really care, but Yuu of course kept pushing. He snapped at them one day and was like

"You're annoying I don't care that you're my soulmate." and then walked away.

Eventually Leona secretly began to miss Yuu's prescense but would never admit it out loud. One day he got fed up and went to go look for them. Some students were ganging up on them and he well scared them off.

"Be careful herbivore I'm not cleaning up your messes again." Liar he would.

At first he hated the soulmate thing, but he's not saying he likes it just doesn't mind it.

Floyd

He is a special case. He doesn't care enough, but he also does care. He's neutral to the soulmate thing, but if he ever did find his soulmate he'd be super stoked to meet them.

When Yuu came to Mostro Lounge to make the deal he found out Yuu was his soulmate then. However he was currently busy so he couldn't do anything about it although he's now super interested in Yuu.

After the whole ordeal he attaches himself to Yuu to learn everything about them, and just to get to hang out with them.

(Yuu literally has to force him to practice because he won't leave their side)

Eventually when they do start having a relationship he's even more loving and affectionate knowing he can kiss and cuddle his little shrimp as much as he wants.

Idia

He can barely handle a social interaction what make you think he will find his soulmate.

He's literally a shut in who is mainly on his computer either programming, doing school work, or gaming he'd not one for social situations.

The only way he found out Yuu was his soulmate was because he coincidentally went outside for club and he ran into Yuu and learned Yuu was his soulmate. Yuu figured it out too and he pulled out every excuse in the book to go back to the dorm.

Bro is not ready for the level 100 boss

Ever since then, he has tried to avoid Yuu. Emphasis on try as Yuu would probably be pushing as he is their soulmate.

Ortho at some point tells him he can't keep pushing away. He won't give up, but Ortho literally invites Yuu over forcing them to hang out.

It will take a while and some work before Idia can work up to the idea of a partner and a relationship, but he eventually does get there.

The second Yuu starts talking about marriage or a baby Idia would ramble about how he's not ready and tell Yuu to slow down.

Malleus

Poor boy has been lonely forever a soulmate would make him feel less lonely and he'd be happy that he has someone to be around. He's been excited to meet said soul mate. He'd been dreaming what they'd look like what kind of person they are what gender they are (Not that gender matters to him)

When he was outside ramshackle and Yuu came out he realized their strings connected. He was happy he found his soulmate and would be even happier if they felt the same way about him.

When he came back from Diasmonia that night he told Lilia he found his soulmate. Lilia was happy so was Silver. Sebek was like WHAT? but he will get over it. (Spoiler he ends up liking and tolerating Malleus's s/o)

Peep Malleus planning the wedding with Lilia as the officiant.

—Random School Game Show—

Host: And for your final question! Please identify this statue.

Ace: …Like are we supposed to know that??-

MC: *slaps buzzer* A 20TH CENTURY RENAISSANCE STYLE GOAT GARGOYLE-

Host: CORRECT!

Deuce: How could you have possibly guessed that?

MC: I attend all of Malleus’s Gargoyle Appreciation meetings.

Malleus: *from a distance within the crowd* YOU DO CAAAAAARRREEEEE!!!!

Well then, at first i add some recent work here. For now, here it is: the process of Malleus Draconia

I know- i know, his horns aren't like canon (((

Perfect!!!

( ˶°ㅁ°) !! Malleus Draconia in the woods with a bouquet of flowers? Who are they for??

(Also yes, I did take the background from twst, but I did make the fireflies)

Different versions of shading below, and announcements for this blog below the cut

I didn't like these ones as much, but I'm sure someone does ^^

Announcement: I will be making a masterlist for my blog! However, I will most likely not put the polls I've made on my blog on the masterlist. That's all! Have a good morning, evening, or night (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

Happy birthday to Malleus! I hope everyone who wants any of his birthday cards gets them!

Also the reference I used for this picture is pretty funny, so it will be below the cut.

Reference image:

Malleus: WELCOME TO…

malleus my baby

On my knees | TWST

MiniComic [MalleusxF!Mc]

Pt 2...?

ITS OFFICIAL!?

OMG ARE THEY MAKING ROLLO TO SSR OR IS IT FAKE🫨 IF ROLLO WILL BE AN SSR WIL CHENYA BE ONE TOO???!!?!!

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Ch. 4 - Here Comes the Red Prince

Malleus Draconia x fem! reader

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“Wife, do you want the garnet or sapphire?” It was a peaceful afternoon where you indulge yourself in embroidery moments before Malleus had decided to join you in the drawing room. After the birthday banquet of Marquis Hagen’s wife, Malleus could be found everywhere you looked. He had even started to join you for dinner. It was as if he’d been glued to your side and could not separate from you. It was honestly terrifying to have the fae’s looming build stare at you all day every day, watching every step you took and every air you breathe in. ‘His eyes are terrifying..’

You have also come to learn that he has indeed found a.. Nickname, you guess. It is just a title but it’s a bit better than the last.   

He wanted to do some bonding time with you, you assume, but when you try to initiate conversation at times to keep him entertained, the words would die on your tongue as soon as you make eye contact with him. 

He inspects the gems that are lined up neatly in rows on the table with the jeweller having stood at the side for some time and turned his head slightly to look at you. So far, you haven't shown any reactions to any, probably because you’re mainly caught up in the swirl of anxiety simply being near Malleus, too scared to move your arms that are laid stiffly on your lap. But you had to say something, otherwise nobody could leave this room. “Hm.. Oh!” A particular gem’s gleam caught the attention of your eyes amongst many of the other shiny accessories. Your hand reaches out for the small box containing the jewellery which was a necklace made of gold with two small ruby gems and a single, slightly larger one in the middle all carved to look like roses. If you had to choose a necklace, you guessed that this one would be most fitting. 

“Ah, Princess! You have quite the discerning eyes for true beauty!” The jeweller’s eyes lit up and began rubbing his hands together. “The gem has been the highest rarity ever seen of its own kind; it has been recently mined and brought to our craftsman!” 

Malleus, seeing the satisfied look you had on your face whilst staring at the necklace, nodded towards the jeweller. No words weren’t needed to be exchanged and the jeweller started packing the rest of the jewellery, readying himself to leave soon afterwards. “Are you sure that that is the only one you want, chil— ahem— wife?” He asks, taking a sip of his drink and looking at your form from the corner of his eyes to which you hummed in reassurance that you were indeed satisfied with just having one necklace at the moment. He had assumed that all ladies liked jewellery so he had made sure to have the fae bring in all of their best stocks, no matter the price. “Thank you, Your Highness.” Still, you had agreed to his idea to have the jeweller come in. Surely, he thinks, that this will satisfy the old fae who he knows isn’t too far that had been pestering him to not leave a “weeping princess alone,” or so he said. 

Just outside the door, hurried footsteps could be heard coming towards the room before stopping short right outside and then knocking on the door with composure so as to not offend the person on the other side. Once Malleus beckons them in, an air of urgency filled the room that both of you could sense. “Speak.” Malleus crosses both his legs and his arms and looks on with a serious look— and possibly with a pout, if your eyes aren’t deceiving you. “Your Highness, a human whom calls himself the prince of the Rose Kingdom is asking for your attendance..” Your two eyebrows shot up at the mention of the prince. A hand makes a loose fist on your chest as your heartbeat increases slightly. There was a moment of pause as Malleus stood up, readying to see the prince, and the messenger quickly took a glance past his shoulders and made direct eye contact at you. “Err, and the princess as well.” Both of your curiosity were piqued now. Hearing that the prince of your homeland was here is surprising enough, but to want to see you..? You were curious to why a royal would come all this way unannounced and to see you who has no power in this kingdom but title. If he’s here for something, then surely it is something that you cannot grant.

Nevertheless, you both went to the entrance of the castle. There, a boy with hair red as roses stood, tapping his foot impatiently and idly, careful eyes inspecting what he could and the servant faes who stood quietly on both sides. There was an air of distrust and it laid thickly in the air. “Rosehearts,” Malleus speaks as the both of you entered the scene. You walked behind him but the moment you entered, the red-head had averted his full attention to you. He was silent for a while, grey eyes just staring intently into your own.

Malleus noticed how his eyes weren’t focused on him and looked to where the prince was looking. His eyes narrow for a brief moment and this is not taken to notice by the fellow royal blood. “Tell me, Crown Prince of the Rose Kingdom, what reason did you come here rather unannounced?” Malleus got straight to the point, snapping the prince out of his daze and diverting his attention away. “I heard that you came alone on horseback.” 

The red-head covers his mouth with a fist and clears his throat before facing the fae who stood at a stark difference in height compared to himself. “If I were to bring them along, they’d only slow me down. Besides, it’s nearly impossible for magicless carriages to traverse these lands.” He puts into careful words to which you could agree. When you came here, it took the entire day on normal carriages that took the long— yet safe— route to get to the castle. “Hm. Then I apologize for the arduous journey,” Malleus says with a rather bored tone and crosses his arm. “I would have offered you tea by now and a rest, but I presume that you did not come here for idle chat.” For an unknown reason, he was becoming more restless, his foot tapping just how the rose prince in front of him once did before they entered. There was a tone in his voice that was rather telling; telling the short male to spit it out already and get out of here. 

“.. I will be in charge of the peace treaty from henceforth and wish to discuss certain agreements listed that could be misunderstood.. ” He explains. His eyes wander to you for a brief moment before returning them to stare at Malleus with a certain look as if asking him to a challenge. “Afterwards, I would like to have a conversation with [Name].. Alone.” At his words, Malleus’ pupils retracted into two, thin slits, though this went unnoticed by the both of you. The draconic fae glances at you, wondering how exactly close you were to him. To know of the prince is nothing to boast about since you were once a citizen of the kingdom but the look either of you gave and how you reacted earlier to when that servant said that the prince wanted to see you too suggests that you knew each other on a more intimate level. 

“I’m afraid I can’t allow that.” Malleus does not have any personal grudges against him, don’t get it wrong. In fact, he venerated the prince; he is a human with great prowess and strong affinity towards magic and whilst he has all this, he shows all the best qualities found in man. He is a perfect example of a leader— a future king. However, he will not allow another man to have a conversation with you in private. Who knows what could happen without his supervision? You were naive compared to anybody in the room, this he believes, so there is no doubt in his mind that you do not know the consequences.. A consequence from the rumours that’ll spread. An unmarried man and a married woman, alone in a room. No husband, no servants.. 

“I believe I have the right to see how my people are faring in an unfamiliar place,” Riddle shoots back. Malleus’ jaws tighten and you are sweating buckets at the stiff air that continues to build up. “I sincerely apologize for my rather.. Blunt correction, but she isn’t a person belonging to the Rose Kingdom anymore; she is now the princess of the Valley of Thorns and the creatures here are her future subjects,” Malleus corrected facts in an eerily calm paced tone, his right palm raised in the air while doing so in an open gesture saying to understand where he is coming from. Riddle’s hands turned into fists and his face warped into an ugly look, his eyebrows furrowing as low as it could. 

You have heard of this infamous look the red prince would have whenever something does not go his way and it greatly upsets him. When you look around, the faes in the vicinity— that included the servants as well— could sense hostility and were ready to attack should anything happen to their prince. If this continues, another long war might break out and you definitely do not want that.. “A-ah.. Your Highness..” You look towards the dark prince with a nervous gaze. Malleus turns his head at your call. “It would really make me happy to talk to somebody from my homeland..

“If we can’t have a private conversation, then would one at the garden be alright with you?” You spill out each word rather slowly and softly in hopes he’d relax a bit. You have secretly wanted to also have a chat with the prince so maybe if you persist, he’ll relent. 

His eyes look thoughtful and take your words into careful suggestions. “I’ll allow it..” He sighs and you couldn’t help but smile excitedly. He raises an eyebrow, his silent question is now bubbling up into many more unanswered questions. The look you have really does suggest that there is something more than meets the eye with the two. “But on one condition.” Ah. You should have seen it coming. But surely, it can’t be that bad so you nodded. “One of the guards will be on standby..

“Is that alright with you, Rosehearts?” He looks again towards the short male. “You must understand, it is not that I do not trust you; in the case something happens to my wife, another century of discord might ignite, and let’s not even begin to think of a future between the kingdoms should anything happen to the Rose Kingdom’s only prince..” 

Silver eyes bore deeply into luminescent green ones. He was thinking, but not about his words; rather, he was seeing if he could form more words that would allow the situation to go his way. The prince sighs, knowing that this may be the better condition and probably the only chance to speak with you. 

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You have always felt that time was a lot slower in the Valley. Even back home, if you just stare outside the window of any of the higher floors, you’d see many citizens walking about and soldiers under the command of the resident baron doing their best to ensure the safety of the people whilst on the land he governs. In the Valley, the faes had all the time a human could ever want and more than not everything needs to be done by a certain date. It makes you feel as if you were the only one in a state of frantic of the little time you have left.

“Are you alright, [Name]?” A voice softly brings you back from your thoughts; you had been staring at your tea this whole time. “Oh, yes! Sorry, I was just thinking of some stuff..” You raise your chin up to meet grey orbs staring into your own. They weren’t any sort of warm colour such as brown, but you nevertheless found tranquillity when staring into them. As of this moment, you feel as if the time you chase so much while being in this place isn’t so important; that you did not mind how faes had time begging for them and were just happy to be there especially now that a familiar face has come to join you. 

“Um, you didn’t say anything important just now, did you, Riddle?” You felt a cold sweat run down the back of your neck and an awkward, lopsided smile was aimed towards him. “Hm..” He narrows his eyes just a bit, carefully taking note of the weird look on your face, an eyebrow raised higher than the other. 

Seeing as he just continues to stare at you in silence, you begin to get nervous and look everywhere else but his eyes and squirm in your seat. It wasn’t long until you heard the soft exhale of a breath and you lifted your head back up carefully. He is leaning back on his seat and crosses his legs over the other. You watch as his complexion relaxes. He closed his eyes and kept quiet for a bit. 

You sat there with a tight-lipped smile, clearly it was forced. “Did.. Did you say something important..?” You say softly and carefully. It really only takes one wrong step before you’d be ensuring his wrath.  His eyelashes flutter slowly like a feather when he opens his eyes to reveal those grey orbs once more. 

“Riddle?” He repeats, crossing his arm and looks at you judgmentally. It took you a while until it clicked. “Ah.. S-sorry! I meant Your Highness!” Your eyes become wide as you correct yourself quickly; your hands flail in front of you. You had started to miss the life you had before deeply. So, when you saw a familiar face from that not-so distant past, it made you think that even for a brief second, you could return to that dream where you’ll be allowed to let down formalities. But, you did not take into account that Riddle would always be someone of higher status than you and that even then, you addressed him with respect.

 He shakes his head, a small smile on his lips that you could not catch. Despite being in a foreign country, Riddle sees that you do not seem to be stricken with the look of fatigue and longing for home and that alone makes him feel much more at ease, knowing that you are okay. “Please, continue to call me Riddle,” his eyes speak of words, but unfortunately, it could not be read. “We have been intimate friends since our youth so I believe it is only right that you address me intimately, [Name].” He had always said your name without adding any title while you couldn’t, so having the opportunity to.. You feel your heart squeeze and a smile of your own comes to form and open your mouth to speak, “I.. Oh, but..” There then comes a realization that another, different rule now stops you. “I can’t..

“I am now a princess of another kingdom.. They will find it suspicious if I address you too casually and rumours might start..” You look over your shoulder to the guard stationed nearby, just as agreed with between him and Malleus.  

Riddle’s eyes directs to the same direction you were looking at. And, with a stern look on his face when your eyes meet, he speaks, “Isn’t the purpose to unite the two kingdoms is for the people to become friends? As friends, I don’t believe formalities are needed.” He made a really good point and you found no fault in that. You nod and smile again. “You’re right, Riddle.” 

His eyes widened. Even though this was something he asked for, he did not quite think of the consequences it would have on him. “Oh..! Did I make you angry?” You panicked, seeing his face turn the colour of red (the same colour when he gets angry). 

No, he isn’t angry. Quite the opposite, but he couldn’t say. The prince was never one to hide his wrath so it is no surprise to see his face also reflecting his flustered mind; a hand flies to his face as if it could hide the ever deepening red colour. 

Seeing you panicking and regretting ever being born, he quickly calms his raising heart. “No..” He coughs into his fist. “Sorry, I was just.. Nevermind.” He dissuades from continuing the topic. His posture corrected itself once more, but his face was still hiding behind his hand and his eyes looked off to the side.

“Anyway, I’m sorry if I have made you wait long.. I’ve been meaning to end the talks with Malleus quickly.” He explains. “No, it’s alright. I hope the meeting went well,” you shook your head, holding your cup between your hands. 

“Oh, right, what did you want to talk to me about?” You asked. He did say that he wanted to speak to you alone. He hums and looks at you dumbfounded briefly but caught up with you in the end. “Ah, I.. When I got back from the academy, I was told that the peace talks were over and then came the agreement, but it wasn’t until later in the castle that I was informed that a baron’s daughter was to be married to..” His eyes tried hard to continue staring at you, but failed; there felt a suffocating feeling in his chest which dried his throat. The thought that he couldn’t be there to stop you from going to the Valley of Thorns was unbearable for him. “That you were the one who..”

The air suddenly became too thick for him and although it did not feel like that for you, the pitiful look on his face made you feel regretful that you did not tell him. You were about to comfort him when a hand slams down on the table along the screeching sound of a chair being pulled back. “Tell me!” Riddle looks at you with eyes that could only say so much about how hurt he is. “You.. Why did you accept? Why didn’t you reject the Queen? Why did you get married to him!?” At every word he says out loud, the louder his voice becomes and all you could do was stare in trepidation. 

However, you know you could not allow this to escalate. You look at the guard stationed nearby and see he was ready to subdue Riddle the moment he crosses that invisible line between you two. 

“Riddle, please calm down..!” You raise your own voice (something that you believe you have never done before) and look crossed at him. He has to calm down otherwise, at this rate, you might never be allowed to talk to him like this again. Luckily, he was quick to see his wrongdoings and the colour on his face returned to normal. He sits down yet does not look at you; he looks at his hands that are laid on his lap. “I’m.. I’m sorry, [Name].” 

You huff a breath. “It’s oka—“ “No, it’s not okay!” His head shots up to look at you and realize once again that he is acting out again. “Please.. Let me apologize sincerely before you say anything.

“I’m sorry for raising my voice at you. It wasn’t right and I take full responsibility for my actions,” he words out carefully. 

The wind was slightly cooler than what it was this morning. You look up to stare at the clouds. Now that you think about it, the skies are a lot darker than it was before Riddle came. It looked like the sky itself was having internal conflict. It appears that it was battling itself to not have a downpour right at this moment. It’s funny, you think, the clouds at that moment seem alive and having split thoughts about what weather they’ll cast. It made you almost chuckle at a made-up thought that a sorcerer could be doing this because they were in a similar state as well.. Maybe it was Riddles’ doing, but he does not have the ability to freely change the weather and you knew that well. 

Tearing your eyes away from the sky, you return to reality at hand and speak with a gentle voice like a mother speaking to her child, “Riddle, look at me.” You would not continue speaking until he looks at you. There was a brief look of hesitation that you could see under the darkness of his bangs. He gulps down a growing lump in his throat before looking at you properly. “There was no other choice; I had to get married—“ “No choice?” He sounded broken when he repeated your words. You bit the bottom of your lips. It’s a long story and you are honestly too tired to tell it.. That fae.. The Queen.. What happened in that throne room finalized your fate. 

You nod your head and outstretch your hand to hold his. You had never held his hands before until today and to no one’s surprise, they were warm. “I had no choice but listen, if it’s to make two kingdoms stop fighting a pointless battle, then I’m happy being the beginning of that newly established peace.”

Riddle looks long at both of your hands. With a look of resolve, he squeezes your hands and meets your eyes with seriousness. “I’ll find a way..” He says and you thought he’d continue on from there but he didn’t. Instead, he lets go of your hands and starts looking for something inside his welted chest pockets. “I have a letter from my mother meant for you; it’s an invitation.” 

Invitation? That’s surely a surprise, you think, taking the closed envelope into your hands and looking at the fancy markings alongside the single red seal of a rose. You open in and read its contents carefully. “Is there anything else mentioned in there..?” Riddle asks curiously. You shook your head. “She just wants to invite me back to join her for tea someday.” 

He hums agreeingly with the letter. “I think you should accept. Think of it as a meeting between a queen and a future queen; I believe it’ll benefit you.” 

Seeing it that way, you nod agreeingly and look at the letter, finding no faults inside it. “Then, I’ll ask His Highness..” You say almost subconsciously. Riddle raises his eyebrows. “His Highness? Is that how you address him?” He crosses his arms over his chest. You nod, “Mhm.. I mean, I don’t think it’d be appropriate to address him as anything but.” 

Unbeknownst to you, a smile was threatening to let slip but he fought it back. “I see.. Then I’ll definitely come for you..” He mutters cryptically. Before you could ask since he had said something similar twice now, he stood up from his seat. “I’m sorry, but I should leave now. I promised my mother I will be back in the castle before the moon rises,” he said. You smiled understandingly and entered back inside the castle to see him off.

“Thank you for allowing me to speak with you, [Name].” He puts a hand over his heart, his back facing the door to the castle. You shook your head and said, “No, I should be thanking you.. It was so good to see you again. I really missed talking to you, Riddle.” 

During you twos parting chatter while waiting for Malleus to see him off, the draconic-fae enters the room. His first sight was you hardly trying to cover a wide smile. He had thought you weren’t capable of a radiant smile like that and a look of perplexity crossed his face as he approached you two. There was no point in trying to be sneaky when his shoes sounded with every step he took. 

“Rosehearts.” You two stopped talking and looked behind you. He was still upset from earlier but he does not show it on his stoic face. You scooted away from Riddle and took your place beside Malleus. “I hope your stay here was alright,” he continues speaking. 

Riddle hums. “It was. [Name] here has been a wonderful host.” He looks at you and you couldn’t help but smile, albeit a small one from trying to hide it. Malleus gives a low, prolonged hum; eyes darting to and fro between you two. “I see.. Then, I'm at ease.” 

The words exchanged between the two were very short and before you knew it, Riddle had gone home. It was thought that it would be that and Malleus was already on his heels to leave the hall. You look off to the direction Riddle took off on his horse just for a second and leave as well. You thought it best to bring up the invitation to Malleus later over dinner.

In the meantime, as you let out a soft sigh, you let your muscle relax. Most of the mornings and part of the afternoon were spent entertaining Malleus and Riddle for the rest; you are determined to have some time for yourself just until dinner. 

Still.. It was the most wonderful visit that you’ve ever received. Seeing Riddle again made you feel as if you’ve gained the strength to continue on with this duty of being wedded to the Valley’s prince.

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Malleus Draconia

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Just a short drabble.

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Malleus thinks you’re cute.

He thinks your especially cute when you give him shy smiles, an angelic giggle, the flirtatious bat of the eyes directed his way.. The list continues and even he himself is not so sure if he can list them all in this lifetime despite his long lifespan.

And in these moments, a low chuckle that comes from deep within his chest will usually be the response to all the little actions. Just like now, as a chuckle reverberates in your ears crystal clear from how close his breath was to your ears. There were no distance between you two. Having said that, your bear back is pressed against his muscular chest and you writhing in his hold. “Hah.. Aren’t you adorable, child of man?” His arms were on both sides of you and planting both of your hands onto the mattress beneath.

You grit your teeth to stop anymore drool from pooling onto the sheets with your eyes rolled as far as it could to the back of your head, but there honestly was no point now that the sheets have been already stained with your cum from the couple of rounds beforehand. It was only ever your cum that stains the sheets. Not once had he cum yet. It was unbelievable, honestly, at the stamina of draconic faes and how his cock is still hard and mercilessly pounding into you all this time.. Or could this just be him? You don’t dwell on it, too focused on getting to your next release, and that wasn’t too far since at every thrust, he penetrates the back of your walls, making your legs tingle with numbness.

“No need to stifle those moans, my love.” Ah, yes, your moans. He finds the cute sounds you make pleasant music to his ears.. Sounds only he could produce from you. No one else. This would be something he should put down at the top of the list of the things he finds so cute about about you.

He turns your head towards him and he inserts his snake-like tongue inside your mouth, tasting the strawberry cake you had with him just early in the afternoon when you joined him for lunch. Without breaking eye contact, he notices the little tears that lie dormant at the corner of your eyes and the wet cheeks. Cute. His little bird is shedding silent tears at the overstimulation he's giving but still so greedily wants more. His hands moves from your hips to your waist in a repeated motion, silent words saying to be patient and that you will soon have your release. He also thinks you're cute even when you cry so no matter what you do, it will be adorable in his eyes.

Malleus Draconia thinks you're cute. But most important of all is that he thinks you’re cuter when you’re in a disheveled state and crying beneath him, begging for more of him.

“I think I like you most like this.”

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Ch. 3.5 - A Step Into the Social Circle

Malleus Draconia x fem!reader

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It has been a while since you’ve worn something as elegant as the dress that was a deep shade of green that was almost a midnight blue you’re wearing with all the black lace and pearls stitched into it. It was beautiful, that much you can at least honestly say, but there was still a problem.. ‘It’s too heavy..’ You’ve never fancied yourself to such stuffy dresses. The only thing you were quite happy with are the frills at the end of the sleeve that cups your wrists rather loosely. Honestly, you were partially grateful that you hadn’t been going out of the palace for as long as you’ve had, now remembering just how tight dresses could become. When you were but just a noble’s daughter, tea parties and balls were frequent so you had to wear ridiculously suffocating dresses. And it was like tea parties and gossiping were all the things that noble ladies had to think of for entertainment. Well, there were also the croquet games held in the palace of the Queen, but it was an invitation exclusive that you, sadly, were not invited to at all. 

Now that you’re comparing dresses, you don’t recall your wedding dress being as tight compared to the suffocating dress you’re wearing. You wished the same tailor made the dress you’d wear tonight. ‘Or maybe it’s because the atmosphere was much more suffocating that I hadn’t noticed..’ The never prying eyes watched every step you took that day, waiting and wishing for you to trip; make a mistake. Since it was an important day for the kingdom, every noble family attended so you’re sure to meet most nobles at the party tonight too. Despite the scary eyes directed towards you that day, you wonder if you could make friends at the banquet since you haven’t had someone close to talk to in this kingdom. You became rather hopeful.

“Princess.” A bored voice ensues after two, firm knocks on the door. You let the servant come in and before she even said what she was there for, you already knew. “His Highness, the prince, has me come fetch you for the banquet. He is waiting for you downstairs in the foyer.”

“Alright, thank you,” you say and let her escort you. Just as she had told you, Malleus really was waiting downstairs. He stares off at another hallway and if you just strain your ears, you’d hear the faint clacking of heels fade away as it gets further away. After a few seconds, he was fixing the cuffs and now seeming to be in wait but with his brows slightly furrowed. ‘Was he speaking to someone just now?’ 

You interrupted his thoughts when you stepped in his view. “Child of man..” His eyes were slightly wide, showing a look of surprise, though honestly, it shouldn’t be the case since he should be expecting you after telling someone to get you. 

When you look at him carefully, you see that you two were matching— not in the literal way where he was wearing the same dress as you, but it’s complimenting each other quite well. On top of that, on his head, he adorned a tricorne with a dark green lace that trims around it, but it’s customized to accommodate his horns. You hadn’t known that this was how it’ll go so you were truly in for a surprise and you admit, even though he had a scary air about him, you couldn’t deter your thoughts away about how handsome he was— something you didn’t think of on the day of the wedding. 

He clears his throat when he notices you had been staring blankly at his face. “Are you ready to go?” He asks with which you said a quick, meek ‘yes’. Your face is a bit flushed at you getting caught looking at him for a prolonged time. 

You follow him outside where there was a black carriage in wait with the footman having opened the door already. When you moved your eyes slightly to the front of the carriage— to your surprise— what seemed to be normal, black horses that match the theme of the carriage were emitting ominous yet faint golden particles by their hooves. 

When you take a glance to your side where Malleus stood, he does not seem to find it strange at all and in fact, continues walking down the steps of the castle. You followed closely behind.

He stops shortly in front of the door and he swings his body at 120 degrees so that his body is partially facing you and then proceeds to stretch out a hand. Admittedly, you were confused for the first few milliseconds before remembering it was just a formality— something that he should be doing— and that you should accept it. 

Only after getting into the carriage and getting yourselves cozy on the soft and crazily expensive cushions, does the footman close the door and the horses proceed to trot away with the guidance of the coachman.

It must be nice to be outside, you think. Since now, there was an awkward air inside and an intimidating presence just inches from you. You try to get creative in your head and think of nice things to forget reality for a moment just until you arrive at the Marquis’ home. 

You’ve done a bit of your studies before going actually, and based on what you’ve read, he is an outstanding lord who mainly deals with the financial status of the kingdom. There wasn't anything to note about his wife, however, except that she is from another noble family. You were a bit disappointed since it was her birthday that you were attending and you have little to no information about her at all. 

Your thoughts had been interrupted when the road became bumpy, causing you to slightly jump in your seat and lurch forward. ‘What the—‘ When you look out the window out of instinct, you see that the carriage was getting awfully close to the edge of a cliff. 

“We normally don’t use carriages,” Malleus begins with an eerily calm tone despite the situation and you whip your head with a clear look of panic. If he doesn’t use them, how will he know how a carriage is supposed to be used— “Faes generally have the ability to fly, whether it is by wings or magic.

“However, the kingdom has many sorts of creatures who have little magic and thus tire easily when used so they opt to use their legs. There are also faes whose magic capabilities have drained with age.. If they do not have wings, carriages were made to accommodate them since the terrain here consists mainly of cliffs and is unwalkable.” 

You were about to say something— anything— about how if it was unwalkable, how does he expect a carriage to travel when you felt the carriage becoming light.. As if it had been thrown off of the cliff. 

You felt your heart drop and something vile building up in your throat. You were going to die right here, you think, and it hasn’t even been long since you’ve started out your new life. Malleus was still infuriatingly calm as you panic when you could no longer feel the bumps of the pathway and the trees from your peripheral vision— ‘Wait, what? No trees..?’ Finally, you look outside the window and to your bewilderment, the trees were not of eye level anymore and were below you. 

When you pressed yourself against the glass, you could barely see a gold mist just underneath the carriage and you could guess that the source was the horses at the front. Although you were a bit scared at how high you were from the ground, you were in complete awe at the new experience. “Lilia said that humans are afraid of heights so I apologize for the long journey, but I did not want your travel here to frighten you,” Malleus said, eyeing your form that had its back facing him from his peripheral vision. He was referring to the time when a similar carriage came to pick you up at your manor back in the Rose Kingdom. You wanted to say that the fear depends on the situation and person, but you don’t dare imagine what would happen if you correct him. 

‘Lilia?’ There was a look of naivety on your face. ‘Is that someone close to Malleus?’ Deciding not to be too nosy, you decided not to ask. You weren’t close to him anyway to have the right to. In fact, it shouldn’t bother you in the slightest at the thought of him keeping a certain secret from you if he did. And it doesn’t. 

You turn to look outside the window again at the valleys and cliffs underneath you, remaining quiet. At some point, you see small lights gathered together in one place and you already can guess that they are lights from houses. They were all spread out, however, and you recall in your studies that since it’s hard to actually build homes in the Valley, they’re all spread out. Hopefully, you can go out to one of these towns some day, if Malleus permits it. A rule that you had been silently following was to always ask him if you want something or if you want to go somewhere. But, you rarely ask for things because frankly, it’s better if you have little to no interaction with him. 

“Your Highnesses, we’ve arrived at Marquis Hagen’s estate,” one of the men at the front says loud enough for the both of you to hear well inside the carriage. The first hump was felt soon after when the carriage made impact with the ground and then came the sound of the horses’ hooves trotting on the pavement. 

You had to look towards the window closest to Malleus to see the enormous house that is lit with lights from inside. Sure, it wasn’t remotely comparable to the castle, but it was still huge in its own right. 

The carriage drew to a steady halt and a footman came to open the door. He bowed deeply under the presence of Malleus who turned to you and held a hand out for you the same way when he led you into the carriage. There were some nobles still at the front, preparing to head inside, when they caught the glimpse of your arrival.. Or more specifically, Malleus’ arrival. Compared to him, you were just a background character. 

However, you noticed that most— if not, all those present had the look of surprise. Were they surprised to see a human here? But when you look carefully, their eyes were on Malleus. Curious. 

Nevermind, you could not dwell on it anyway since you were busy being escorted into the hall where the banquet is held. “Your Highnesses, welcome.” The doorman at the door greeted you both with a deep bow.  When the door swung open, the banquet was already in full swing. You were in complete awe at the sight of so many faes who all had an individuality to them. 

Ever the curious, their eyes were drawn to who had just recently entered. A gasp could be heard somewhere in the room. Then, “Your Highness!” In unison, the faes all took a respectful bow, with the females doing a curtsy with a hand over their chest. 

“There’s no need for this. I did not come on official business.” With the wave of his hands, the guests returned to their activities prior, now in whispers about your arrival. They must really respect him, you thought. When you look to see his expression, you were quite surprised at the sight you caught. ‘What’s with that look..?’

Amidst your wonder, the sound of heels heading your way caught your attention and thus, you could not ask what was on your mind. “Your Highness.” A woman who had the soft glow of youth dressed herself in a light purple bustle that matched the colour of her eyes and left much room to cover on her collarbones since her sleeves were off the shoulder. Her hair was left in a neat, tight bun with a hairpin holding it together. In contrast to her light garment, her hair was dark. She’s a beauty in the night, you think, completely enamoured by her beauty. “It’s a wonderful surprise to see you  attend one of my banquets at last.”

‘Huh? Does Malleus not regularly attend social gatherings?’ You find reasons for his questionable look earlier. It was akin to a drooling child looking through the patisserie’s windows at the tarts put on display that day— just minus the drooling and shop entirely. But still, it doesn’t completely make sense to you.

“It just so happens that the invitation came my way,” he coolly brushes off the comment. You couldn’t understand the underlying meaning of those words nor did it ever raise questions in you. He turns to you who remained quiet at his side. “Child of man, this is Lady Guinevere. Marquis Hagen’s wife.” He gestures with a hand. 

“It’s an honour to meet you, Lady Guinevere,” you say with a shy smile. A mischievous glint crosses her eyes and she brings a loose fist up to her mouth. “Ah, yes.. Although I’m the one who sent the invitation, it still feels so surreal to have a human in my abode.” She smiles warmly. “The honour is all mine, Princess.”

Her attention on you was brief, returning her focus on Malleus. “The first dance will start soon and I had hoped that Your Highness and the princess would lead the dance,” she picks up a topic to go forth. Your body froze. ‘A dance? With him?’ 

“It would be the best present, you know,” she adds on. Malleus simply nods at her request. A little too quickly, might you note. After a few more exchange of words, she excuses herself to make sure the musicians are ready. When the both of you stepped aside, you took this chance to tug at his sleeve, forgetting for a brief second about your fear toward him since there was a larger fear at hand. He feels this and bends his torso so that you could whisper in his ears, already sensing that you wanted to tell him something in private. 

“Um, Your Highness..” You began, gulping down your nervousness. “I’m not a good dancer.” He faces you with slightly widened eyes at the confession. He had assumed you knew these things since you were a full bred noble and you honestly couldn’t fault him. The start of this ill-fated moment began when you were young. You hated the way your feet would hurt every time you did your dancing lesson and threw quite a fit until your father decided that it would be okay to not do them until later in your years. And frankly, if it doesn’t help you, you wouldn’t do it. Dancing was an opportunity to flirt, that’s what you thought at the time. Even up until recently, not a single man had come asking you for a dance and so you silently watched from the sidelines. There wasn’t any need for you to properly learn how to dance. Who knew that something— your marriage— would have come sooner than you had thought that requires you to dance. You thank your father for cheering you up during your dark era but now, you wished someone had forced you to continue your lessons. 

Safe to say, you were embarrassed as you spoke the words into his ears. How silly you were when you were young. You felt embarrassed for the younger you. Malleus straightens up with the look of thought crossing his features. “Child of man,” he looks at you after having come to a conclusion. “We cannot decline Lady Guinevere’s wish now—“ You felt hopeless. “—so if you’ll allow me, I’ll cast a spell on you.” 

Or maybe there was hope. “What sort of spell..?” You ask, a look of weariness makes your eyebrows scrunch down together. Now, it wasn’t like you don’t trust him, having heard of how powerful he is and how he would be surpassing the strength of the current queen of the Valley of Thorns sooner than most thought, but you were being used as the subject of the spell and you’ve read too many magic mishaps at the sorcerer’s tower to have a reason to be afraid. It was a natural response even though you didn’t have much of a choice. “The gift of dance,” he answers, already readying himself to cast it on you. “It will be temporary so do not worry for any sort of lasting effect.” It wasn’t like you had any choice except resigning yourself to fate. 

When the time came and Lady Guinevere announced that the first dance would be led by the prince, your nerves were now the one hindering you. Before it was your inability to dance, now it was you wanting to chicken out. What if the spell wears off during the dance? What if the others can sense the traces of magic and know that you can’t dance? What if— “Child of man.” 

You were startled out of your thoughts. Malleus stood beside you with a gloved hand waiting for yours. His face was that of calm, contrasting with your panicked one that all but reveals the thoughts coursing through your mind. “O-oh, right..!” You place your hand on his. You feel eyes burning at the back of your skull as Malleus leads you to the middle of the circle that formed. 

You put your left hand on his shoulder. This much you knew how to do. The music started of softly and quietly when you first walked onto the centre but it gradually became louder the moment either one of you took the first step, but not too chaotic sounding with the sound of a cello doing skips. 

There wasn’t even a breathing room before the dance started and it was hard to keep up with Malleus’ steps. With all the spinning and the scrutinizing eyes on you, you were starting to feel dizzy. You weren’t even sure if you were dancing correctly. Maybe the spell didn’t actually work— “Child of man,” Malleus calls for you softly but the vibrations of his voice was still there but only for you to hear. “Keep your eyes on me.” 

At his words, you realized that you had been staring at his shoes, a subconscious action born from your nervousness. “S-sorry..” “Focus on me. Do not worry about them,” he said and that’s what you did. Your brows slightly furrowed as you concentrated hard on him. Even with your tallest heels on so you could come close to his height, you notice that he was hunching forward a bit. You don’t know who's back would hurt more from this though since you were leaning a bit back just so you could properly look at him. 

You both glide across the floor, your dress fluttering as it tries to catch up to you while Malleus leads the dance. He was scary to look at but it was better than having danced with a total stranger.

When the dance concluded, you felt a wave of relief wash over you. You immediately step off to the side with Malleus in tow to let the others dance. “The magic has worn off now,” he states calmly and offers a glass of water that he had somehow managed to get his hand on. You mumbled a quick thank you and downed the water. Honestly, you had been focusing too much with the background noises in your head that you hadn’t really thought of how silly you must have looked. I mean, the height difference is obvious and everybody knows that to nail the best dance, you should have someone close to your height. He was not and you were practically breaking bones just to make eye contact with him. Well, whatever has been done is now in the past.

“Your Highness, that was a wonderful dance,” Lady Guinevere had come back to you both when the banquet was now in full swing with the loud music and dancing. Her fox-shaped eyes were soft and really brought in the definition of a mysterious beauty. “You as well, Princess.” 

You gave a small and shy smile, feeling a bit warm in your cheeks that someone so pretty was complimenting you, even if the dance was a bit fake. “It was an honour to have given the best gift to you, Marchioness,” Malleus says, turning his gaze to you. “Child of man, do you wish to continue to stay here for a bit longer?” 

Hm? You stare at him with the look of cluelessness. Was it not inappropriate to leave so soon when the party has just begun? Before you could give an answer, Lady Guinevere interrupts. “Mm? Your Highness, why is it that you keep referring to the Princess as ‘Child of man’?” She gives an innocent smile that shows her curiousity. “Is she not a human child?” Is the answer he goes with. Though it was a question to a question, it pretty much ends at the same answer. There really was no other explanation to give except that you were human.

“Ah. I just thought it was a cute nickname.” She covers her close-eyed smile with a hand momentarily before dropping it back down. “Hmm. If Your Highness chooses to go now, I must give a proper send off. 

“It was an honour hosting you today, You Highness and Princess. I hope that you’ll attend more of my birthday banquets in the future. Maybe then my husband is not out on one of his business trips.” She does a low curtsy and excuses herself, leaving you the final word on whether or not you should continue to stay. Tonight was fun but you feel that if other men were to approach you to ask for a dance, you’d surely break a toe. Now that the magic is gone, you are left to showcase your horrible skills to fend for dear life. Coming to that conclusion you— “Your Highness!” A man had taken the opportunity to strike up a conversation now that Lady Guinevere had walked away. Well, it doesn’t hurt for Malleus to talk some more. You can wait. “…”

“Huhu, the prince doesn’t really care for the princess, does he?” A quiet murmur in the distance, but you heard it. You wanted to see the face of whoever said that but you didn’t know how to without making it obvious. “This marriage is a joke. Our prince is made a laughing stock at marrying someone so.. Weak.” It seems that there’s a conversation about you just within earshot. You don’t mind people talking about you, but the least they could do is not speak ill of you when you’re literally right there. At this point, they should just say it to your face since it makes no difference. 

“I’m sure the prince feels the same way; have you heard what he calls that thing?” 

“Child of man, was it? Haha! Yes! He doesn’t even refer to her by name.” You had been subconsciously gripping your dress till it wrinkled at that certain spot. The hatred that ran between humans and faes is still fresh in their hearts so it isn’t right for you to speak up, you believe. Both sides were hurt and had lost someone dear so if this talk was an extension of relieving that aching pain in them, you’ll let them. They were just like humans. They feel the same emotions as you. Still, it’s about time you leave. They still don’t like the thought of a human around so maybe you’ll come back once the storms have calmed a bit. Braving up yourself, you tug at the sleeves of Malleus’ clothes that just rested at his side. Again, he leans down to get to a smiliar height as you so you could whisper in his ears. “Your Highness, I’m feeling a bit exhausted..” 

He takes one glance at you and then nods his head to confirm that your wish has been heard. “I’m sorry to cut this conversation short, but it seems that it’s about time for us to leave,” Malleus returns to speaking with the fae that approached earlier and stood idly by until you finished talking with him. “Have yourself send the proposal to the privy council. I am merely but a prince so the Queen will have the final word.”

The fae understood right away and had given way for you both to leave after giving a respectful bow. By the time you two had gotten out of the manor, the carriage was already waiting. You plop down on the soft cushions and kept to yourself, staring out at the window and trees the were underneath your feet.

“…” You bit your lip and fidget with your fingers, contemplating on whether or not you should bring it up to the fae beside you. Malleus sat with his legs crossed over one another with a serene look on his face, his eyes closed as he takes in the peaceful night that contrasted the earlier moments at the ball. It was short but he very much enjoyed it. 

You sigh. You’ve already begun treading the path of danger and risked your life the many times you so much as peep a sound to him so might as well go for it, right? “Your Highness..” “Yes, child of man?” He was at the ready to answer as if he had been waiting for you to speak. “That nickname.. Don’t you find it a bit awkward to say?” You began with careful words. Hopefully he gets the message but if not, you hoped to guide him to the answer. Turns out that the conversation between the whispering nobles had made you insecure. You didn’t mind him calling you whatever he wanted before. “No, it isn’t.” Ah. So you’ll have to go for your second plan after all.

“W-well, I was thinking that if you ever need me urgently, it may be a bit too long of a name.. Don’t you think so?” You cautiously look at him from the side of your eyes to see how he’s reacting. He brings a finger to his chin and thinks about it. Was it really necessary to ponder every scenario over a name, you questioned. “Then, what name do you suggest I should call you?” He asks, meeting your eyes. ‘Why does he word it as if we’re naming a household pet?’ 

“I haven’t thought that far, actually..” You had hope to leave the naming to him since he seems like the expert so you ended the conversation at that until you arrive back at the castle.

You’ve only been gone for what, 4 hours? Still, it felt like you had been gone for much longer that the feeling of missing home weighed in your heart so when you did arrive, you felt so much better. “Then, I’ll go to bed now, Your Highness.” You gave a small smile and a quick bow and excused yourself. It was only after you got to the hall where your room was at did you feel much at ease. Hopefully, you won’t encounter him for a while— just until you recharged yourself at least. You know it’s unavoidable, the meetings with him. 

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Nothing beats a warm bath after a day out. You sit on the bed and comb through your damp hair. You were left to your own thoughts, though not much was being thought about so you were basically zoning out for the majority of this nightly routine so when the door opened, snapping you out of that trance, your skin jumped a bit. I mean, even if they didn’t want to come to you willingly, they shouldn’t enter without knocking and announcing— wait, did they call out for you? 

You turn your head slightly just to look at the door, expecting a servant but what caught you unawares is seeing that the one that stepped into the room was a tall fae and not a servant. “Y-your Highness!?” You hastily get onto your feet and turn you body in attention from the side of the bed further from him. He was in nothing but black, silk robes with a slight chest window. You could tell that he had just finished taking a bath with how droplets of water still drop from his hair to the shoulders along with those that trail down his open chest. 

“Is there anything I can help you with..?” Your voice gradually becomes quieter the further the words go and avert your eyes. He hums. “No,” he answers and walks closer to the edge of the bed opposite from yours. He sits down with his back fully facing you and with the towel that was on his shoulders, he begins drying his hair. 

You were expecting for him to start talking after a while but as the second hand begins to tick loudly from a distance, the more awkward it became. “Then.. Is there something you want to talk about..?” Finally, his hands still and you were very sure of it now that he indeed does. However, what he says next surprises you. “No,” he answers, “Is there something you want to tell me?” He reversed the situation so that he was now asking the questions. 

“Uhm.. Didn’t you come here for something?” Now you were very confused as to why this large fae was sitting on the bed, coming in with no reason— or even an excuse— to why he was there. “Hmm..” He looks at you with the look akin to the eyes of a clueless dog. He was dragging this on even if he didn't realize it. ”I came to sleep.” 

Ah. It was then that you remembered that he does have rights to enter this room as casually as he did— despite not having entered it once since your marriage— since it was originally meant for the two of you. “Oh, right..” You awkwardly sat back down on the bed and continued to brush your hair— not because it was still in tangles, but because you honestly don’t think you can sit there and do nothing with the awkward air hanging above you currently. But just for how long will you keep up with that? Is it too awkward for you to just lie down and say your good nights? Malleus seems to not be bothered at all at just how abrupt he came.

Eventually, you had to put your brush down, having your arms grow tired from its monotonous actions. “Then, I’ll go to sleep first, Your Highness..” You turn slightly to look at his form. Even with the robe covering his skin, you could tell that he was keeping in shape with how broad his shoulders were. And the robe really didn’t try to hide the muscles on his arms and in fact, it seems that the piece of clothing wanted all to see it as well. 

“Good night.” He was still drying his hair when he spoke. You can’t see his face so you’re not sure what he’s truly feeling.. And why he decided to join you tonight. Where had he been sleeping anyway? It was a question that wasn’t waiting anxiously for an answer as you try to lull yourself to sleep despite the situation. You honestly don’t think you’d be able to sleep though, you think, when you find yourself staring at the wall in front of you instead but remaining quiet.

At that second the light slowly began to dim. It wasn’t completely turned off like an extinguished flame. In just the short time you’ve been here, you noticed a lot of things that are different from your norms; one obvious fact— other than that the citizens were not human— was that they use magic for basically everything they do. One time, you had happened to stumble upon a broom sweeping the floor by itself. Perplexed and intrigued, you went to touch the broom but at that moment, the broom felt startled and suddenly fell limp on the floor. A fae came from just around the corner hurriedly and began reprimanding you, saying to not touch it or else the magic will diminish. One day led to another and you happened to pass the kitchen and saw a bag of flour fly across your face. To them, magic was wielded with ease that having one doesn’t automatically get you into the wizard’s tower and work there. Back home, there is one such spell caster that could wield it just as easily which had everyone drawing their eyes to.

When soft snores could be heard, Malleus relaxed his shoulders. What you had thought originally turned out to be wrong, the weight of your body being engulfed in such warmth had it melt into it after a night out. “Lilia.” He mutters and suddenly, a red butterfly with the faint glow akin to a firefly flaps its wings towards him. It had always been since the moment Malleus walked in but you hadn’t noticed since it had hidden itself in the walls. Intangible words were passed in hushed tones. The butterfly wasn’t talking but sounds of airy whispers were indeed coming from it. To anybody listening in, it would sound haunting. It made sounds as if thousands of folks were talking at once in a language they do not know at a low volume. The veil of magic on the butterfly made it so that only the intended listener could make out its words.

He was originally going to sleep in the room that he has been staying in, however.. 

"Khehee."

He crosses his arms as he stares disapprovingly at the little butterfly. Just moments earlier Lilia had approached him and prevented him from going to his room. "I had forgotten to tell Sebek that you had gone for the night." Is what the old fae said to him. Apparently Sebek had flipped the entire room and the rooms near it since he hadn't answered the door and became worried that something bad had happened to him. Though he's not sure how much of it is true. It doesn't make sense to him since he is more capable than any guard. He even was denied having another room set for him by none other than the old fae. "The servants must be quite tired by now, hm? Let them have it easy just for tonight." 

The butterfly continues chuckling as if this situation was amusing. He sighs and it was then that Malleus knew that this would be a long night.

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OMG!!! I FINALLY UPDATED THE GAME AND I GOT HIM!! MALLEUS, WELCOME HOME!! ❤️❤️

I AM DOWN ON MY KNEES FOR THIS CARD. My hands are literally shaking, what the heck--

CW//Spoilers for Twisted Wonderland Diasomnia Chapter.

THE DIASOMNIA CHAPTER IS SO AHH!!

LILIA IS SO AHH!!

MALLEUS IS SO AHH!!

THE CHAPTER IS SO.. (TvT)

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But seriously, when Lilia screamed Malleus' name, that broke me. It was with so much emotion that you can tell that Lilia cares for Malleus very much.. And the fact he never screamed like that.. I'm gonna cry again please--

if malkarias hair burns green does it still turn red when shes angry?

It does! But it’s a bit more of a muddier red, because she wasn’t actually born with green flames

But then this happened:

So yeah the red when she’s angry is influenced by the green, which makes it darker than her dad and siblings.

ALSO THE KIDS GOT FIRE RESISTENT GENES, HE DID NOT HURT HER!

Something I asked myself while doodling

Future MalleIdia fam

The MalleIdia brainrot took over

MalleIdia Glorious Masquerade Sketch, that I’ll probably never finish