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The endingšŸ˜…šŸŸšŸ 
Also, yes, octatrio, my favourite group of shady fishes šŸ„¹šŸ„¹ [I'm craving any jade content recently]
Also, like, that little moment Azul & Mc had, when you talked about your pastšŸ„¹šŸ„¹šŸ„¹
CHAPTER 4: You Now Smell Fishy
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Wild: this chapter has been the most edited and rewritten one so far. i still might go back and change some parts but weā€™ll get to that later. i added the last part after Nya said this made him want some eel and octopus.
Nya: iā€™m craving sushi now šŸ—æ
TW: blood, but only from Floyd being the menace he is
It turned out your uncle was very happy that you had taken in the wild and stray centaurs. He had applauded your kindness, giving permission to bring back as many as you desired. He would pay for all expenses of course, as he was so gracious. In return for his kindness, he made you responsible for all the pets you brought in. You didnā€™t plan on taking in anymore you were fine with what you had. However sir oh so gracious fancy pants had other plans.
About half a year after Malleus and Sebek came your uncle showed up out of the blue with three merfolk for you to care for. At the time you had been out buying groceries, so you had no idea what you were coming home to.
ā€œHello my beloved nepiece!ā€ Crowley greeted you as you came into the living room. He had just finished setting up the tank and was introducing himself to your current pets. After a quick explanation he left, saying he had business to attend to. He left a letter explaining how to properly care for your merfolk.
When you walked down the stairs to see what your new pets looked like, you found that your basement was now over three acres large (according to the letter) and filled with ocean plant life. You stared bug eyed at the sight before you, how the hell did he get this done in less than an hour.
You were so preoccupied with your thoughts you failed to notice a pair of curious eels swimming over to get a closer look at you. A fin-like hand hitting the glass jolted you out of your thoughts.
The two eelmer stared at you with big eyes filled with curiosity. From how closely they resembled each other you assumed they were related. They appeared to be about a foot long each but were still tiny. Your thumb was bigger than their head.
They followed you as you began circling the tank, curious about what you would do. At some point one of them got bored and swam away. The one that stayed kept his eyes on you, continuing to follow you on your little walk. The way his eyes studied you gave you chills. It was like he was observing you for your weak points. Creepy.
Another knock on the tank caught your attention. The little mer beckoned you forward, an innocent smile on his face. You inch closer, unsure of what he would do. He points up, and you turn your face upwards just in time to see the other mer jumping out of the tank. His body collides with yours with a wet splat. You stumble backwards and fall on your butt with a yelp. Pulling him off, you hold him by his waist. Heā€™s laughing at you, and in the background you can see his brother also laughing.
Great, a pair of troublemakers. Just what you needed.
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ā€œI was told there were three of you, whereā€™s the third?ā€ Jade and Floyd were their names. The twins were currently flopped over your thighs while your legs were lazily kicking in the water.
ā€œTako-chan? Heā€™s shy, been hiding ever since his pot was set down.ā€ Floyd answered, curiously fumbling with the zipper of your jacket. ā€œHeā€™s weary of humans,ā€ Jade spoke up, ā€œcanā€™t blame him though. They were the ones who snatched us from our home.ā€ you frown, was this how all merfolk were acquired? Thatā€™s messed up bro.
ā€œIf you wanna meet Tako-chan youā€™ll have to go for a swim~ā€ Floyd chirped, tugging at your shirt, ā€œThe waterā€™s enchanted so you can breathe without having to drink a potion. Your uncle mentioned youā€™d have to have someone else renew the magic though, why canā€™t you do it yourself Shrimpy? Are you that bad at magic?~ā€ what a little shit.
ā€œWhereā€™s the pot?ā€ you ask using a finger on his forehead to gently push him off. He let out a hiss of protest, trying to cling to you by digging his claws into your pants. Jade took notice of the slight change of your mood, and let out a trill. Floyd pouted at his brother, letting go after a bit of back and forth.
Taking off your jacket, you toss it to the ground. Sliding into the water you shiver. Holy shit was it cold. You probably should have expected this to be honest though. Regretting leaving you jacket behind, you follow the twins.
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The proclaimed octo pot was more of a cauldron rather than a pot. Squatting down, you peek inside. Two beady gray eyes stare back at you for a moment before a cloud of black ink comes shooting out at you. Thankfully you were far away enough to where it wouldnā€™t hit you. You make a mental note about the ink spitting, best you donā€™t wear any light or nice clothing when around him.
Floyd swims into the pot as soon as the cloud clears, chittering at his housemate as he tries to pull him out. Soon distressed squeaking can be heard from inside the pot, getting progressively louder. Jade has settled himself on the top of the pot, peering in with a grin.
A particular loud squeak was suddenly heard. Floyd was tossed out of the pot by a chunky tentacle. A nasty looking bite was on it and bleeding. You grab Floyd by his torso to stop him from going back in.
ā€œBad!ā€ you lightly smack him on the head, ā€œdo not bite him!ā€ Floyd lets out an angry hiss, biting your finger and thrashing in your grip. You grit your teeth, bringing him up to your face. ā€œDo not cause any unnecessary trouble, I was already looking after six pets before the three of you arrived. If you canā€™t behave I will rehome you!ā€ Floyd growls, sinking his teeth further into your flesh. Jade quickly swims up next to his twin, grabbing him by the shoulders to pull him off. Heā€™s letting out distressed chittering the whole time, eyes blown wide with fear. Floyd eventually lets go with a growl, still glaring at you. He speeds off as soon as you release him.
Jade grabs your hand. His eyes are shiny as he pleads, ā€œplease donā€™t be mad! Iā€™ll talk to him, heā€™s really good I swear! Please donā€™t separate us!ā€ he clutches your finger, tail wrapping around your arm desperately.
You sigh, bringing your other hand up to stroke his back. He shivers at your touch, tensing but doesnā€™t pull away. Guilt fills you as he continues to plead for you to not get rid of his brother. That was a bad move on your part, they had been essentially kidnapped before coming here. The only familiar things they had were each other, separating them would give them a one way ticket to depression land.
ā€œI spoke in the heat of the moment,ā€ you try to reassure him, ā€œI wonā€™t separate youā€¦ I promise.ā€ Jadeā€™s grip on your finger tightens, though he relaxed the rest of his body. After a few minutes he releases you, going to find his twin so you could both apologize.
Now you turned your attention back to Azul. Taking a seat, you lean back on your hands. After some thinking, you sigh. Taking a deep breath, you speak.
ā€œYouā€™re scared, I get it. You were yanked from your home suddenly and then treated as if you were an object instead of a living being. I can relate to what you went through. My parents got rid of me as soon as they found out I didnā€™t have a drop of magic. I was put into foster care but only people who needed physical labor would take me. They assumed I would be stronger to make up for my lack of magic. When they found the opposite was true, I was sent back. I have never stayed for more than a month in one home, they always found an excuse to send me back. At first I tried to make myself stand out, but now I know itā€™s pointless. A magicless human shouldnā€™t exist, itā€™s against the laws of nature. Itā€™s best to keep your head low and out of the spotlight.ā€ you stare at the ceiling, for if you didnā€™t you feared tears would flow. This was the first time youā€™d ever spoken these thoughts out loud. It feltā€¦ nice. Like a weight had been lifted from your shoulders.
Azul listened to you, slowly inching out of his sanctuary and closer to you as you spoke. When you were done, he was a few inches from you. He paused when you saw him, tense and ready to withdraw if needed. His face was round and body chubby, he looked quite squishy. You wanted to poke him if you were being honest.
You stay still and wait for him to make a move first. He ponders for a minute before coming to a decision. He crawls towards you, slowly making his way into your lap. You sit completely still, not wanting to spook him.
Azul settles down in your lap, his tentacles wrapping around your legs. He took up your whole lap space, his limbs very chunky and long. Lord you wanted to squish him so much no do not that might scare resist the urge I say RESIST IT R E S I S T.
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Hoisting yourself out of the tank, you pause to take a sniff of your shirt and scrunch your nose, it stank of raw fish. Dropping down you head for the stairs, thinking about what you should make for lunch. Sushi immediately comes to mind.
ā€¦ yeah thatā€™s definitely not a good idea.
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local-ground-apple Ā· 10 months
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dating tweels be like
Azul: So, which Leech brother do you like more ?
Floyd: *giving you bombastic side eye*
Jade: *giving you a criminal offensive side eye*
You: Both of them !
Also You: Actually, it's you
Jade: Obviously
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Hii!!!
I have no idea if you got my ask, because I sent it like a year ago XD,
But I just wanted to like, say your writing is so cool and awesome?? And also, you're a polish twisted wonderland fan??? Which, I was SO excited back then to find out, as I hadn't known any.
Now I do, but only a few.
Uh anyway
Miłość do ojczyzny i drugiego mężczyzny
Hejka !
Gosh, i think it may have gotten lost on the way šŸ˜…
Also, THANK YOU SO MUCH ! šŸ„°(*^ā–½^)/ā˜…*ā˜†ā™Ŗ
#PolishTwstFandomReunite
To ostatnie zdanie totalnie mnie rozwaliłošŸ˜‚
Miłego dnia ! šŸŽšŸŽ
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local-ground-apple Ā· 10 months
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Hi this isnā€™t a request but, how did you find out about Twst wonderland?
Hmmm, that's a great question, anonšŸ˜…
It's been so, so, so, long [like 2 or 3 years ago]
But I'm pretty sure I randomly stumbled upon a picture of Malleus, looked at him, went like: šŸ‘€, decided to check it out and I fell down this rabbit hole(///Ļ‰///)ā™Ŗ
Man was my initial favourite šŸ˜…
Thank you for the question ! I love getting themšŸ„°ā˜ŗļø
Have a great day/afternoon/evening šŸšŸŽ
(怀ļ¼¾Ļ‰ļ¼¾)
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local-ground-apple Ā· 10 months
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to that one (or multiple) apple(s) who had been sending me jade/tweels
yes, i see that (i will do it, mayhaps)
it's just making me simp for jade even more (ā„ ā„ā€¢ā„Ļ‰ā„ā€¢ā„ ā„)
And, requests are closed for now !
To everyone who had sent something when they were open, yes, I will do them eventually
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local-ground-apple Ā· 10 months
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sleepless
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I haven't seen the part 3 of chapter 7 yet... Basically what you & Malleus are doing when everyone is under the sleeping curse
,,Malleus !ā€
You thought the last thing you would hear before falling asleep for the eternity would be Liliaā€™s desperate scream prompting Malleus to stop casting his unique magic and turning every student into some sort of fairytale protagonist.
No matter how hard you tried to fight drowsiness, your eyelids seemed surprisingly heavy. Eventually they drooped and you closed your eyes, taking one last look at the frightened faces of Prefect and their friends.
Perhaps the eternal slumber wouldnā€™t be that bad, you silently thought to yourself, feeling sleepiness washing all over your form.
Then you blinked and your eyes opened involuntarily.
As quickly as you awoke, you closed them, feeling a slight panic threating to take control of your tired body.
This wasnā€™t supposed to happen.
You were supposed to fall asleep just like everyone else, waiting for a knight in silver armor to wake everyone up.
However, you were wide awake. You tried desperately to calm your uneven breathing and steady your racing heartbeat. After all, in the sleep people should be the epitome of tranquility. You were aware that if you didn't manage to calm yourself down quickly, you would be discovered and you werenā€™t keen on finding out the consequences of your strange immunity to the curse.
You took deep breaths, slowly relaxing your tense muscles, trying to appear as if you were dreaming calmly. You forced yourself to stand still, yet you couldnā€™t exactly help the way your legs slightly trembled in panic. You clenched your fists for a brief moment, reminding yourself to calm down, as you forced your body to comply.
You could feel the fatigue and sheer stress washing all over your form, threating to uncover your disguise to Malleus.
Just pretend youā€™re sleeping, youā€™re sleeping, youā€™re sleeping. Focus on your breathingā€¦
You told yourself multiple times in your head, praying that it would work. That you would manage to fool the dragon faerie that was revering in his successfully casted curse. You could faintly hear his footsteps, as he was pacing around the room. Sometimes they would get closer to your form, only to move away again after a brief while.
You were thankful for not standing near Yuu or the rest of Malleusā€™ Diasomnia friends. He seemed to stop near then every once in a while. You could hear him speaking something, yet you couldnā€™t make out the words leaving his mouth, as you were way too focused on trying to come up with a solution from your current predicament.
You felt lost.
And you knew you couldnā€™t hold on for long.
You were just a mere human and after a stress-filled hour of standing still, keeping your eyes closed, as you tried to relax your tensed muscles, you felt exhausted. You knew it was a matter of time before you would collapse and Malleus would discover the exception to his curse.
You could feel sweat beginning to form on your forehead, intent on running down your cheek. You wanted it brush it off, yet you werenā€™t sure where exactly Malleus was standing. He stopped walking around a while ago and the dreadful silence was sending shivers down your spine.
You didnā€™t know where he was.
Yet, you couldnā€™t briefly open your eyelids and peek.
You werenā€™t brave to make such a risky move. No, it simply wasnā€™t worth it. You werenā€™t mentally prepared to be discovered just yet.
You took another deep breath, as you tried to think. What could you possibly do in such situation. Maybe you could attempt to wake someone up ?
Absolutely no, you were quick to brush off this solution. There was no way you could wake someone up, if you didn't even know why you weren't cursed in the first place. It appeared that you would have to silently leave the room and look for help.
I'm so dead, you thought to yourself at the mere prospect of even attempting to walk out of here without Malleus noticing. It seemed almost impossible. Even if you were to open your eyes for a brief moment and peak, you were convinced that escaping quietly would be failure.
Before you could take another slow breath and try to think once again, you felt a cold breath on your exposed skin, as clawed fingers grazed over your cheek.
It seemed that you had been discovered.
,,Hmm, why aren't you asleep, Child of Man ?"
You shut your eyelids with all your might, your whole body tensing up at the mere touch of sharp claws that were threatening to cut your delicate skin. You could feel your body trembling in pure fear, as you didn't have to pretend anymore how petrified you were.
,,My, my, I am aware that you're not sleeping. Might as well stop pretending"
You could feel a hint of impatience in his tone of voice that seemed always playful. As of this situation was amusing. You supposed that maybe it was, to him. You, on the other hand, were petrified. The tears were welling in the corner of your eyes, as they threatened to run away.
You squeezed your eyes closed, refusing to open them up and come face to face with overblotted Malleus. No, no, no, no, no, if only you were asleep, just like everyone else.
The claw that was gently running down your cheek seemed to grow impatient, as it pressed harder on your skin, earning a surprised yelp from you. It didn't draw any blood, yet you could feel that it was only a matter of time.
You opened your eyes abruptly, when it pressed hard enough to finally make the crimson droplets run down your cheek.
,,That's quite, hmm, unexpected"
Malleus stated, as his hands gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him. He titled your head slightly, as he was engrossed in his thoughts. You could only glare at him, as tears rolled down your cheeks. You didn't even bother to struggle, fully aware of his iron grip on you.
It was the end.
Or was it.
,,It certainly didn't work on you, Child of Man. Even when I attempted to cast the curse once again. Why is that ?"
You were painfully aware of his full attention on you and the way he was staring at you. You didn't know how the respond to his question, you were as perplexed as he was. You furrowed your eyebrows, slowly feeling anger remplacing your initial fear.
It you were going to die either way, you may just as well go down in a epic way.
You abruptly pulled away, catching Malleus slightly off guard, as you managed to get away from his grasp. You quickly regained your balance, as you crossed your arms over your chest. You weren't even going to run away, aware that he would catch up to you in the span of few seconds.
You brushed away your tears, as you took a deep breath in a poor attempt to calm yourself.
,,I don't know"
Your voice slightly faltered and you cursed yourself mentally for this pathetic display of weakness, yet Malleus didn't seem to mind. He tapped his clawed fingers gently on his chin, engrossed in his thoughts, as if he was considering some possibles options.
Then it hit you.
Your eyes slightly widened, as you remembered one event from few months ago.
,,Maybe it's because I was already once under a similar curse. When me and Silver were fooling around near the spinning away..."
You whispere, yet Malleus had heard you loud and clear, as he raised an eyebrow.
To be completely honest, he didn't remember you that well. He knew you were another magicless student that just happened to end up in Twisted Wonderland, just like Yuu. You just never bothered to really get in troubles.
Malleus hadn't really talked a lot with you, yet he knew that you were quite close with one of his knights. You and Silver were great friends, in his opinion. He had even let you stay in Briar Valley during the winter break.
That would explain how you had seen the spinning well. However, it still didn't quite make sense in his opinion.
,,Fooling around the spinning wheel ? How come I wasn't aware of this ? How did you wake up, Child of Man?"
You grimaced hearing all those questions.
The real answer probably would be, because Malleus was way too busy caring about Yuu to actually even notice you getting cursed in his own castle. And since Sebek wasn't even aware of that situation, Lilia could be bribed and Silver decided to keep quiet about it, Malleus had absolutely no clue what had happened.
,,Well, Silver woke me up and we bribed Lilia"
You responded honestly, as you watched Malleus furrow his eyebrows in confusion. The whole story seemed just so bizarre to him and you couldn't really blame him for this. You and Silver were equally confused as him, when he managed to wake you up. Only Lilia seemed so done with you both that he forbade you two to leave his sight for the remaining time of your stay.
Silver.
It reminded you of something. If the curses were similar, perhaps you could actually wake him up. You glanced at Malleus that seemed to be still processing your story and you bolted in the direction of Silver. You were going to risk it and take your chances. If your kiss was able to wake him up, you could...
You weren't quite sure what you both could do against Malleus. Perhaps nothing, but at least you wouldn't be forced to sit here with the dragon faerie.
Yet, he was faster.
As if sensing that you were about to kiss Silver, Malleus grabbed your wrist pulling you back with force. You let you a startled scream, as you struggled to get away, yet he was way too strong.
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It took you a while to calm down.
You were screaming, cursing Malleus, hitting with your weak punches that absolutely did no damage to him. You were crying while yelling your rants till you eventually fell asleep.
Not because of the curse that you seemed inmune to. No, you collapsed from emotions and stress, giving Malleus few hours to peacefully gather his thoughts.
He wasn't planning on killing, how you had yelled at him. No. Not especially since now he knew how Silver felt about you.
He may have gone insane, yet he also knew when to stop. Malleus supposed that you would stay here as long as he deems it necessary. Till he figures out how to effectively curse you.
You were just a human.
A human.
Yet, he couldn't force you into the eternal slumber.
Perhaps, it was the side-effect of the previous curse from the spinning wheel that you had suffered from. Or you were just inmune to his unique magic in particular. Malleus furrowed his eyebrows. He couldn't comprehend why Lilia wouldn't inform him of such situation.
He had to brush his thought off, as a tired and quiet voice.
,,Just let me wake up Silver, please"
Malleus sighed heavily. So you woke up after all. He had hoped that you would be sleeping for a little longer, so he could come up with any sort of plan.
,,No"
He responded and he watched just how quickly your face had changed from exhausted and hopeful to filled with pure hartred and anger.
You opened your mouth to argue with him and attempt to change his opinion, yet he was faster than you.
,,Since you're awake, you may as well just talk with me, Human"
reader after few days be like:
you: day 32th of asking you to let me wake up Silver malleus: nO
alternatively:
you: this isn't fair. i feel excluded, i really wanted to be under the sleeping curse. i really enjoyed the one from spinning wheel malleus: you're not okay you: as if you're the one to talk, man
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hii !! could i request yan! jamil headcanons? tysm and have a wonderful day/night <3
warnings: well, it's yandere, but there is nothing excplicit or extreme here
It's been a while since I wrote yandere, but here we go ! Have a wonderful day/night as well !
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šŸ Yan! Jamil would be extremely manipulative.
šŸ At first, he doesn't want to resort to using his unique magic on you. He would prefer if you reciprocated his feelings and came to him willing. However, if nothing else works and he deems it necessary, Jamil will use it.
šŸ If his unique magic doesn't work on you and you're immune to it, in the beginning, Jamil is quite angry and furious since it makes his task more complicated. But when he calms down, he finds it quite endearing and falls for you even harder.
šŸ So naturally, he settles for manipulation. And he's utterly good at it. Most of the time, you aren't even aware of his schemes. Jamil is slowly distancing you from all your friends, gradually convincing you that, in reality, they could care less about you. It doesn't help that every now and then, you hear stories or concerning rumors about them.
šŸ Jamil also manipulates your friends and situations to his benefit. He makes them seem unreliable, untrustworthy, and distant, while he is quietly sabotaging them and making them look bad in your eyes on purpose.
šŸ However, Jamil is extremely sweet to you, and you truly think he's innocent, that it isn't his fault for whatever mess is happening in your life & your relationships with others. No matter how much your friends try to convince you and expose Jamil's intricate schemes, they fail.
šŸ Jamil is patient. He can wait for you, he is able to drag his carefully crafted plan to make you his for months and even years. He doesn't mind waiting when he knows that in the end, you will end up with him (willingly or not-so-willingly).
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I'm still thankful that you did my request ;A; I melted like butter >w<
This one is for Vil Schoenheit and Azul Ashengrotto. Headcanons and maybe drabble/one-shot, if you like. MC is a demon in love with Vil/Azul, and Vil/Azul knows what MC is, but do they know how MC feels about them? What if MC makes an offer to help them reach their goal? Vil/Azul can set boundaries in the contract, which MC has to follow. But are they willing to sell their soul for it?
I'm so curious ;A;
I'm sorry it took me so long to answer ! But here you go ! I'm glad you enjoyed the previous request ~~
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šŸ™Ā  If you make an offer to Azul, he will be surely tempted. However, he is a careful man. He would definitely spend countless hours researching about demon contracts in detail. He isn't exactly keen on selling his soul.
šŸ™Ā  Azul feels even more tempted, when you declare that there's no catch and he can set boundaries to his liking. He is certainly touched that you like him this much to offer him willingly such power over you.
šŸ™Ā  Azul would be pretty torn, especially since you'd assure him multiple times that you just want to help him and you're ready to do anything so he could reach his goal. However, given his insecurities and doubts, he often brushes you off, politely declining your generous offer or giving you vague answer in response.
šŸ™Ā I personally don't believe that he would finally agree and sell his soul, even if he could set the boundaries of your contract.
šŸ™Ā No, Azul instead would try to convince you to sign his golden contract. Not only this would give him more control over the situation, but he would also offer something else in return. Certainly not the soul. He knows how demonic contracts can end up, so he would prefer to ensnare you in his golden contract instead.
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šŸ’œ Vil certainly knows what your feelings towards him are. However, he can't help but doubt you slightly. Especially since your offer is so tempting and seemingly beneficious for him.
šŸ’œ Vil would be even more torn internally than Azul. On the one hand, your help would make him reach his faster and easier. On the other hand, Vil firmly believes that if he works hard enough and put some effort he is also capable to achieve his dreams without your help.
šŸ’œ Yet, he can't help but consider. He spends quite some time trying to come up with a contract that wouldn't doom his soul, planning different strategies or even attempting to find something more precious or attractive to offer to you. Vil would rather keep his soul, if it's possible.
šŸ’œI also believe that eventually he would reject the mere idea of signing a contract with you. He is aware how most demonic contracts end and he isn't particularly fond of following in those footsteps.
šŸ’œ However, if it is a matter concerning Neige or something Vil is desperate enough (let's say, maybe even VDC), he could be persuaded. If you were there when he was feeling the lowest, you probably could manage to convince him to sign the contract, selling his soul away.
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once i get over my simping phase over jade and do some corrections, i may share it (especially since it's gonna be a bit longer than that)
I got way too invested emotionally in any type of sleeping beauty au! tbh
i hope you will be someone's dreams come true
technically, it's malleus x reader but also silver x reader heavily implied
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Sleeping Beauty. Sleeping Prince.
You had heard this legend many times. Your sister seemed to absolutely adore it, your mother was fond of telling it to you every single night when you were a kid and now you were trapped in one room with the young King of the Briar Valley that clearly run out of conversational topics and was trying to gain your fleeting attention.
His attempts seemed to be slightly working, cause at the mere mention of the well-known legend that originated from Briar Valley concerning the cursed Prince, your attention was focused once again on the Faerie King sitting before you. You were always curious whether the version told by the human kind differed from the one that Fae kids heard before their bedtime.
You certainly never expected this legend to be the topic of your conversation with Malleus Draconia, given the reason for your visit which both of you seemed to ignore. You, for obvious reasons, didnā€™t want to even mention this engagement which was forced upon you. As the oldest from the Royal Family you had a certain duty to fulfill and apparently it meant marrying the Fae King for the future alliance between humans and Faes. Meanwhile Malleus was informed beforehand by Lilia that you werenā€™t fond of this perspective for your future life and that perhaps he should politely avoid this topic.
Instead Malleus wanted to show you interesting part of the Briar Valley which was supposed to be your future home.
,,Was he really cursed ?ā€
Your gentle and a bit shy tone of voice pulled Malleus from his thoughts. His gaze fixated on your nervous form who was desperately trying to avoid any type of eye contact with him. You were fiddling with the hem of your gown in a poor attempt to calm yourself down, which clearly wasnā€™t working. Under any different circumstances, Malleus would consider it quite adorable.
,,The Sleeping Prince ?ā€
Malleus hummed, as you nodded slightly. The way your eyes seemed to glow with curiosity and excitement. It was perhaps the fist time since he had officially met you that he had seen any spark in your eyes.
,,Oh yes, I suppose you could say that he was cursed three thousand years ago. He had pricked his finger on the magical spinning wheel and he had fell into eternal slumberā€¦ā€
Malleusā€™ voice trailed on for a brief moment, as he wondered how much he should tell you. It wasnā€™t the truth he was serving you. Well, not the exact truth since he couldnā€™t lie given his Faerie lineage.
As Lilia liked to phrase it; it was a significant part of the truth.
After all, the spinning wheel existed and the Sleeping Prince had indeed pricked his finger causing him to be cursed to sleep for eternity until someone could wake him up with true loveā€™s kiss. However, this whole situation seemed a tad bit more complicated than it appeared.
,,I heard that, well, it is possible to meet the Sleeping Prince in your dreams. Although, I suppose it is just a fairytale human kind came up with to colorize the storyā€
You responded, finally gracing Malleus with a gaze. Your eyes stopped on his form, as you titled your head waiting patiently for his response. You could see the way he briefly hesitated. You raised one of your eyebrows questioningly.
Perhaps, it wasnā€™t just a silly fairytale if the Faerie King was hesitant to confirm or reject your statement.
After all, he couldnā€™t lie, so maybe he was desperately searching for the right choice of words in his head.
You stopped playing with the hem of your gown, finally feeling a tad bit more comfortable. Malleus Draconia had finally showed a brief moment of vulnerability in front of a mere human and that thought made you slightly happier with your current predicament. If he was willing to serve you the actual truth about the legend of the Sleeping Prince, then perhaps he was taking this arranged relationship quite seriously.
Perhaps, you could manage to slightly manipulate him in the future to your liking.
A small smile crept on your lips, yet it disappeared just as quickly as it appeared, as you composed yourself and your quite excited heartbeat. Lilia Vanrouge, however, didnā€™t miss it, as he leaned down to whisper something to Malleus. You didnā€™t show any emotion, at least you hoped that your face stayed neutral and filled with slight curiosity regarding the legend.
Even though, the only thing you were interested in, was how much the King would tell you.
After all, you knew already the truth.
The glint in the eyes of Malleusā€™ first hand Faerie should spell the looming disaster for you. You were aware that you were slowly playing a dangerous game, stepping on the thin line between your doom and survival.
,, Well, itā€™s not entirely a lie, Your Highness. Thereā€™s a faint chance of meeting the Sleeping Prince in your dreams. After all, every person has a chance to walk once upon a dream with someoneā€
Instead of Malleus, Lilia Vanrouge responded with a playful smile dancing on his lips. You were aware that the two Faeries were planning something. Yet, you decided to play along with it. Your eyes slightly widened, as you feigned slight surprise.
,,Is it really possible ? To walk once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince ?ā€
,,Oh, but of courseā€
This time Malleus was quick to give you a response.
A response that you had already known was true.
But it didnā€™t matter. You had nothing to lose and you could risk everything during this particular talk. You slightly shifted in your seat, leaning a bit forward. It wasnā€™t enough to cut significantly the distance between you two, yet you wanted to show how engaged you were in this conversation. You could see Lilia trying his best to stop a chuckle from slipping past his lips, as he stood still behind Malleus who only smiled slightly at your reaction.
Perhaps, you were slowly warming up to him.
,, Do you think it would be possible to be walking once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince and not be aware of it ?ā€
You asked, leaning even closer to him. You wanted to curse the fancy tea table that was significantly separating you both. The wood was slightly pressing on your skin as you leaned forward, as close as you could. Your fingertips gently brushed over the hand of Malleus, who seemed to quite content with your current attitude.
While he may have been easy to fool given how touch-starved he was and how badly he craved any sort of attention, Lilia Vanrouge wasnā€™t falling for your act. He was giving you a playful, yet condescending smile that seemed to be a warning on its own. Meanwhile his magenta eyes had never left your form; not even for a brief moment.
,,No, I suppose not. Why would you ask ?ā€
Malleus responded with a question, wanting to prolong this conversation between the two of you. He certainly appreciated your efforts and attempts to warm up to him. If you continued, you knew you would have him wrapped around your finger after few more meetings.
Yet, your goal was different.
,,Oh, for no particular reason, Iā€™m quite interested in that legend. My sister used to be obsessed with it and she would come up with various theories. I was simply curious which of them are trueā€
Malleus hummed in response, quite satisfied with your plausible answer. It also wasnā€™t the truth nor the lie. It balanced somewhere on the thin lie between blatant lie and actual facts. However, you werenā€™t bound by the magical laws and you could freely lie in the company of two Faeries.
,,Oh really ? What other theories did your sister come up with, hmm ?ā€
Malleus asked, amusement audible in his voice. He leaned forward, cutting the distance between you two even further, as his chin rested on the palm of his hand. You smiled in response, as he was clearly falling for your bait.
,,She thinks that he must be quite old. That his body has aged or it is even rotten as we speakā€
You stated firmly and Malleus only blinked in response, sharing a quick glance with Lilia, before he chuckled slightly. Just as if it was the funniest thing you had said throughout the whole day. Maybe it was. Itā€™s not like you had spoken a lot to him.
,,Oh no, no. That would be quite offensive to our magical abilities. Sleeping Princeā€™s body is preserved in his natural state, of courseā€
,,Oh, really ? Seems quite unbelievableā€
You retorted and Malleus raised an eyebrow. He could hear it in your confident voice full of disbelief that you were challenging him. Tempting him to give in and show you what you desired. He could feel the threatening stare piercing through his form. He knew Lilia was quite displeased. Yet Malleus couldnā€™t care much.
Even if Liliaā€™s doubts and suspicious were correct and you had indeed walked once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince, it didnā€™t matter.
As long as they could keep a close eye on you and deter you from gracing Silver with true loveā€™s kiss, Malleus had nothing to worry about. After all, he was sure that you didnā€™t know the whole story since there was no way the Sleeping Prince was able to figure it out throughout the three thousand years he had spend plunged into eternal sleep.
Besides, Malleus felt rather generous and gracious today. After all, you had displayed any sort of affection towards him for the first time. Even if, in the back of his head, he knew you did it, so he could give you what you really wanted, Malleus supposed he could ignore it for the time being.
,,Alright, my dear. I suppose I can show you the Sleeping Princeā€
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Sleeping Beauty.
It was quite understandable why he was given such title. After all, he was beautiful even in his sleep. His form looked so peaceful and calm, despite everything that had happened to him. Silky strands of silver hair gently adorned his fair-skinned skin that seemed to slightly glow in the sunrays falling on him.
The Sleeping Prince was simply gorgeous as he layed on the soft bed in the highest tower in Malleus' castle.
You tried not to stare too much. After all, he had seen his face multiple times in your dreams and you were aware of the careful gaze that seemed to follow you throughout the whole walk to the chamber.
You briefly wondered whether Lilia Vanrouge figured you out. You assumed that he probably did and was just waiting for your first move, generously giving you such opportunity.
You slightly shook your head, as if you were trying to get rid of such thoughts, as your gaze fell once again on the sleeping prince before you.
You met him once upon a dream.
Much to your surprise, he wasn't sleeping back then. No, his eyes were wide awake and focused on your form. His soft smile danced on his lips, as he extended his hand towards you, slightly lowering his head.
,,May I have this dance, Your Highness ?"
His voice was quite soft and pleasant to hear. You didn't hesitate for long, as your hand gently rested in his warm one. The mysterious prince lead you to the middle of the snow-white ballroom you were currently visiting in your shared dream.
His fingers intertwined with yours, as his other hand gently wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. He smiled in your direction, almost as if he was waiting for your confirmation that you're ready. You slightly nodded your head in anticipation, gripping his hand a bit harder.
And then the faint sounds of music resonated throughout your dream; as invisible instruments played a soft and slow melody.
,,What is your name, Your Highness ?"
You asked him, while trying to keep up with the dance he was leading. You weren't familiar with the steps he was guiding you through. You assumed it must have been some ancient or Faerie dance that you weren't familiar with. After all, you had spent countless hours in the ballrooms practicing every, single royal dance when you were younger, since your parents deemed it necessary for you.
,,I suppose that you can call me Silver"
You raised your eyebrow questioningly, as he twirled you around, before pulling you close once again.Silver had remarqued your surprised face and only chuckled in response.
,,What is it ?"
,,It's just...I'm pretty sure I'm familiar with names of every prince, available or married"
You responded, a bit timidly, uncertainty quite audible in your tone of voice. You titled your head, looking in his auroral eyes that seemed to glow with amusement.
,,I suppose you're right. I wouldn't figure on such lists. After all, I'm the Sleeping Prince and I need your help, Your Highness"
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Silver with a wolf reader who sleeps a lot
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āš”ļø You and Silver are practically a match made in heaven. Lilia often jokes that you two were made for each other given how much both of you sleep.
āš”ļø You & Silver enjoy taking naps everywhere. Literally everywhere. May it be Diasomnia common room, somewhere in the Ramshackle dorm, in the woods...It doesn't really matter as long as you are together.
āš”ļø You often end up laying on his chest, while Silver pats your fluffy ears till eventually both of you drift away in your sleep. When it's cold, he also really likes tucking his hand into your tail which is extremely soft and warm.
āš”ļø You guys try to improve your sleeping schedule (or actually construct one), but each time you fail. Silver can't even hear the alarm clock and you, well, you can't even bother to entagle yourself from his arms when you two are napping.
āš”ļø Silver really enjoys patting your ears (so do you) and he will often do it during the day.
āš”ļø Given your sharp sense, you can always hear Sebek long before Silver can, which comes in handy when both of you decide to ignore his fellow coworker. Or you just want to peacefully nap without any distractions.
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akksjkxnklsnx, I actually may write it (just haven't decided on the ending).
Also, I wrote a different version of a very similar plot, but it's kinda way darker and I haven't decided whether I want to keep it in the dungeon or not
i hope you will be someone's dreams come true
technically, it's malleus x reader but also silver x reader heavily implied
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Sleeping Beauty. Sleeping Prince.
You had heard this legend many times. Your sister seemed to absolutely adore it, your mother was fond of telling it to you every single night when you were a kid and now you were trapped in one room with the young King of the Briar Valley that clearly run out of conversational topics and was trying to gain your fleeting attention.
His attempts seemed to be slightly working, cause at the mere mention of the well-known legend that originated from Briar Valley concerning the cursed Prince, your attention was focused once again on the Faerie King sitting before you. You were always curious whether the version told by the human kind differed from the one that Fae kids heard before their bedtime.
You certainly never expected this legend to be the topic of your conversation with Malleus Draconia, given the reason for your visit which both of you seemed to ignore. You, for obvious reasons, didnā€™t want to even mention this engagement which was forced upon you. As the oldest from the Royal Family you had a certain duty to fulfill and apparently it meant marrying the Fae King for the future alliance between humans and Faes. Meanwhile Malleus was informed beforehand by Lilia that you werenā€™t fond of this perspective for your future life and that perhaps he should politely avoid this topic.
Instead Malleus wanted to show you interesting part of the Briar Valley which was supposed to be your future home.
,,Was he really cursed ?ā€
Your gentle and a bit shy tone of voice pulled Malleus from his thoughts. His gaze fixated on your nervous form who was desperately trying to avoid any type of eye contact with him. You were fiddling with the hem of your gown in a poor attempt to calm yourself down, which clearly wasnā€™t working. Under any different circumstances, Malleus would consider it quite adorable.
,,The Sleeping Prince ?ā€
Malleus hummed, as you nodded slightly. The way your eyes seemed to glow with curiosity and excitement. It was perhaps the fist time since he had officially met you that he had seen any spark in your eyes.
,,Oh yes, I suppose you could say that he was cursed three thousand years ago. He had pricked his finger on the magical spinning wheel and he had fell into eternal slumberā€¦ā€
Malleusā€™ voice trailed on for a brief moment, as he wondered how much he should tell you. It wasnā€™t the truth he was serving you. Well, not the exact truth since he couldnā€™t lie given his Faerie lineage.
As Lilia liked to phrase it; it was a significant part of the truth.
After all, the spinning wheel existed and the Sleeping Prince had indeed pricked his finger causing him to be cursed to sleep for eternity until someone could wake him up with true loveā€™s kiss. However, this whole situation seemed a tad bit more complicated than it appeared.
,,I heard that, well, it is possible to meet the Sleeping Prince in your dreams. Although, I suppose it is just a fairytale human kind came up with to colorize the storyā€
You responded, finally gracing Malleus with a gaze. Your eyes stopped on his form, as you titled your head waiting patiently for his response. You could see the way he briefly hesitated. You raised one of your eyebrows questioningly.
Perhaps, it wasnā€™t just a silly fairytale if the Faerie King was hesitant to confirm or reject your statement.
After all, he couldnā€™t lie, so maybe he was desperately searching for the right choice of words in his head.
You stopped playing with the hem of your gown, finally feeling a tad bit more comfortable. Malleus Draconia had finally showed a brief moment of vulnerability in front of a mere human and that thought made you slightly happier with your current predicament. If he was willing to serve you the actual truth about the legend of the Sleeping Prince, then perhaps he was taking this arranged relationship quite seriously.
Perhaps, you could manage to slightly manipulate him in the future to your liking.
A small smile crept on your lips, yet it disappeared just as quickly as it appeared, as you composed yourself and your quite excited heartbeat. Lilia Vanrouge, however, didnā€™t miss it, as he leaned down to whisper something to Malleus. You didnā€™t show any emotion, at least you hoped that your face stayed neutral and filled with slight curiosity regarding the legend.
Even though, the only thing you were interested in, was how much the King would tell you.
After all, you knew already the truth.
The glint in the eyes of Malleusā€™ first hand Faerie should spell the looming disaster for you. You were aware that you were slowly playing a dangerous game, stepping on the thin line between your doom and survival.
,, Well, itā€™s not entirely a lie, Your Highness. Thereā€™s a faint chance of meeting the Sleeping Prince in your dreams. After all, every person has a chance to walk once upon a dream with someoneā€
Instead of Malleus, Lilia Vanrouge responded with a playful smile dancing on his lips. You were aware that the two Faeries were planning something. Yet, you decided to play along with it. Your eyes slightly widened, as you feigned slight surprise.
,,Is it really possible ? To walk once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince ?ā€
,,Oh, but of courseā€
This time Malleus was quick to give you a response.
A response that you had already known was true.
But it didnā€™t matter. You had nothing to lose and you could risk everything during this particular talk. You slightly shifted in your seat, leaning a bit forward. It wasnā€™t enough to cut significantly the distance between you two, yet you wanted to show how engaged you were in this conversation. You could see Lilia trying his best to stop a chuckle from slipping past his lips, as he stood still behind Malleus who only smiled slightly at your reaction.
Perhaps, you were slowly warming up to him.
,, Do you think it would be possible to be walking once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince and not be aware of it ?ā€
You asked, leaning even closer to him. You wanted to curse the fancy tea table that was significantly separating you both. The wood was slightly pressing on your skin as you leaned forward, as close as you could. Your fingertips gently brushed over the hand of Malleus, who seemed to quite content with your current attitude.
While he may have been easy to fool given how touch-starved he was and how badly he craved any sort of attention, Lilia Vanrouge wasnā€™t falling for your act. He was giving you a playful, yet condescending smile that seemed to be a warning on its own. Meanwhile his magenta eyes had never left your form; not even for a brief moment.
,,No, I suppose not. Why would you ask ?ā€
Malleus responded with a question, wanting to prolong this conversation between the two of you. He certainly appreciated your efforts and attempts to warm up to him. If you continued, you knew you would have him wrapped around your finger after few more meetings.
Yet, your goal was different.
,,Oh, for no particular reason, Iā€™m quite interested in that legend. My sister used to be obsessed with it and she would come up with various theories. I was simply curious which of them are trueā€
Malleus hummed in response, quite satisfied with your plausible answer. It also wasnā€™t the truth nor the lie. It balanced somewhere on the thin lie between blatant lie and actual facts. However, you werenā€™t bound by the magical laws and you could freely lie in the company of two Faeries.
,,Oh really ? What other theories did your sister come up with, hmm ?ā€
Malleus asked, amusement audible in his voice. He leaned forward, cutting the distance between you two even further, as his chin rested on the palm of his hand. You smiled in response, as he was clearly falling for your bait.
,,She thinks that he must be quite old. That his body has aged or it is even rotten as we speakā€
You stated firmly and Malleus only blinked in response, sharing a quick glance with Lilia, before he chuckled slightly. Just as if it was the funniest thing you had said throughout the whole day. Maybe it was. Itā€™s not like you had spoken a lot to him.
,,Oh no, no. That would be quite offensive to our magical abilities. Sleeping Princeā€™s body is preserved in his natural state, of courseā€
,,Oh, really ? Seems quite unbelievableā€
You retorted and Malleus raised an eyebrow. He could hear it in your confident voice full of disbelief that you were challenging him. Tempting him to give in and show you what you desired. He could feel the threatening stare piercing through his form. He knew Lilia was quite displeased. Yet Malleus couldnā€™t care much.
Even if Liliaā€™s doubts and suspicious were correct and you had indeed walked once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince, it didnā€™t matter.
As long as they could keep a close eye on you and deter you from gracing Silver with true loveā€™s kiss, Malleus had nothing to worry about. After all, he was sure that you didnā€™t know the whole story since there was no way the Sleeping Prince was able to figure it out throughout the three thousand years he had spend plunged into eternal sleep.
Besides, Malleus felt rather generous and gracious today. After all, you had displayed any sort of affection towards him for the first time. Even if, in the back of his head, he knew you did it, so he could give you what you really wanted, Malleus supposed he could ignore it for the time being.
,,Alright, my dear. I suppose I can show you the Sleeping Princeā€
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Sleeping Beauty.
It was quite understandable why he was given such title. After all, he was beautiful even in his sleep. His form looked so peaceful and calm, despite everything that had happened to him. Silky strands of silver hair gently adorned his fair-skinned skin that seemed to slightly glow in the sunrays falling on him.
The Sleeping Prince was simply gorgeous as he layed on the soft bed in the highest tower in Malleus' castle.
You tried not to stare too much. After all, he had seen his face multiple times in your dreams and you were aware of the careful gaze that seemed to follow you throughout the whole walk to the chamber.
You briefly wondered whether Lilia Vanrouge figured you out. You assumed that he probably did and was just waiting for your first move, generously giving you such opportunity.
You slightly shook your head, as if you were trying to get rid of such thoughts, as your gaze fell once again on the sleeping prince before you.
You met him once upon a dream.
Much to your surprise, he wasn't sleeping back then. No, his eyes were wide awake and focused on your form. His soft smile danced on his lips, as he extended his hand towards you, slightly lowering his head.
,,May I have this dance, Your Highness ?"
His voice was quite soft and pleasant to hear. You didn't hesitate for long, as your hand gently rested in his warm one. The mysterious prince lead you to the middle of the snow-white ballroom you were currently visiting in your shared dream.
His fingers intertwined with yours, as his other hand gently wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. He smiled in your direction, almost as if he was waiting for your confirmation that you're ready. You slightly nodded your head in anticipation, gripping his hand a bit harder.
And then the faint sounds of music resonated throughout your dream; as invisible instruments played a soft and slow melody.
,,What is your name, Your Highness ?"
You asked him, while trying to keep up with the dance he was leading. You weren't familiar with the steps he was guiding you through. You assumed it must have been some ancient or Faerie dance that you weren't familiar with. After all, you had spent countless hours in the ballrooms practicing every, single royal dance when you were younger, since your parents deemed it necessary for you.
,,I suppose that you can call me Silver"
You raised your eyebrow questioningly, as he twirled you around, before pulling you close once again.Silver had remarqued your surprised face and only chuckled in response.
,,What is it ?"
,,It's just...I'm pretty sure I'm familiar with names of every prince, available or married"
You responded, a bit timidly, uncertainty quite audible in your tone of voice. You titled your head, looking in his auroral eyes that seemed to glow with amusement.
,,I suppose you're right. I wouldn't figure on such lists. After all, I'm the Sleeping Prince and I need your help, Your Highness"
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We all know that Rook speaks French
But does anyone have any headcanons which languages would the rest of the boys speak ?
Especially Azul... He gives off the vibes of someone who would speak multiple languages
I could see you and your bestie talking shit about him in a foreign language, and then Azul would magically appear and be like: continue
As my friend once wrote
one of us: jezu ta badziewna ośmiornica, słuchaj-
Azul, appearing out of thin air: no słucham, słucham. Nie krępuj się
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i hope you will be someone's dreams come true
technically, it's malleus x reader but also silver x reader heavily implied
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Sleeping Beauty. Sleeping Prince.
You had heard this legend many times. Your sister seemed to absolutely adore it, your mother was fond of telling it to you every single night when you were a kid and now you were trapped in one room with the young King of the Briar Valley that clearly run out of conversational topics and was trying to gain your fleeting attention.
His attempts seemed to be slightly working, cause at the mere mention of the well-known legend that originated from Briar Valley concerning the cursed Prince, your attention was focused once again on the Faerie King sitting before you. You were always curious whether the version told by the human kind differed from the one that Fae kids heard before their bedtime.
You certainly never expected this legend to be the topic of your conversation with Malleus Draconia, given the reason for your visit which both of you seemed to ignore. You, for obvious reasons, didnā€™t want to even mention this engagement which was forced upon you. As the oldest from the Royal Family you had a certain duty to fulfill and apparently it meant marrying the Fae King for the future alliance between humans and Faes. Meanwhile Malleus was informed beforehand by Lilia that you werenā€™t fond of this perspective for your future life and that perhaps he should politely avoid this topic.
Instead Malleus wanted to show you interesting part of the Briar Valley which was supposed to be your future home.
,,Was he really cursed ?ā€
Your gentle and a bit shy tone of voice pulled Malleus from his thoughts. His gaze fixated on your nervous form who was desperately trying to avoid any type of eye contact with him. You were fiddling with the hem of your gown in a poor attempt to calm yourself down, which clearly wasnā€™t working. Under any different circumstances, Malleus would consider it quite adorable.
,,The Sleeping Prince ?ā€
Malleus hummed, as you nodded slightly. The way your eyes seemed to glow with curiosity and excitement. It was perhaps the fist time since he had officially met you that he had seen any spark in your eyes.
,,Oh yes, I suppose you could say that he was cursed three thousand years ago. He had pricked his finger on the magical spinning wheel and he had fell into eternal slumberā€¦ā€
Malleusā€™ voice trailed on for a brief moment, as he wondered how much he should tell you. It wasnā€™t the truth he was serving you. Well, not the exact truth since he couldnā€™t lie given his Faerie lineage.
As Lilia liked to phrase it; it was a significant part of the truth.
After all, the spinning wheel existed and the Sleeping Prince had indeed pricked his finger causing him to be cursed to sleep for eternity until someone could wake him up with true loveā€™s kiss. However, this whole situation seemed a tad bit more complicated than it appeared.
,,I heard that, well, it is possible to meet the Sleeping Prince in your dreams. Although, I suppose it is just a fairytale human kind came up with to colorize the storyā€
You responded, finally gracing Malleus with a gaze. Your eyes stopped on his form, as you titled your head waiting patiently for his response. You could see the way he briefly hesitated. You raised one of your eyebrows questioningly.
Perhaps, it wasnā€™t just a silly fairytale if the Faerie King was hesitant to confirm or reject your statement.
After all, he couldnā€™t lie, so maybe he was desperately searching for the right choice of words in his head.
You stopped playing with the hem of your gown, finally feeling a tad bit more comfortable. Malleus Draconia had finally showed a brief moment of vulnerability in front of a mere human and that thought made you slightly happier with your current predicament. If he was willing to serve you the actual truth about the legend of the Sleeping Prince, then perhaps he was taking this arranged relationship quite seriously.
Perhaps, you could manage to slightly manipulate him in the future to your liking.
A small smile crept on your lips, yet it disappeared just as quickly as it appeared, as you composed yourself and your quite excited heartbeat. Lilia Vanrouge, however, didnā€™t miss it, as he leaned down to whisper something to Malleus. You didnā€™t show any emotion, at least you hoped that your face stayed neutral and filled with slight curiosity regarding the legend.
Even though, the only thing you were interested in, was how much the King would tell you.
After all, you knew already the truth.
The glint in the eyes of Malleusā€™ first hand Faerie should spell the looming disaster for you. You were aware that you were slowly playing a dangerous game, stepping on the thin line between your doom and survival.
,, Well, itā€™s not entirely a lie, Your Highness. Thereā€™s a faint chance of meeting the Sleeping Prince in your dreams. After all, every person has a chance to walk once upon a dream with someoneā€
Instead of Malleus, Lilia Vanrouge responded with a playful smile dancing on his lips. You were aware that the two Faeries were planning something. Yet, you decided to play along with it. Your eyes slightly widened, as you feigned slight surprise.
,,Is it really possible ? To walk once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince ?ā€
,,Oh, but of courseā€
This time Malleus was quick to give you a response.
A response that you had already known was true.
But it didnā€™t matter. You had nothing to lose and you could risk everything during this particular talk. You slightly shifted in your seat, leaning a bit forward. It wasnā€™t enough to cut significantly the distance between you two, yet you wanted to show how engaged you were in this conversation. You could see Lilia trying his best to stop a chuckle from slipping past his lips, as he stood still behind Malleus who only smiled slightly at your reaction.
Perhaps, you were slowly warming up to him.
,, Do you think it would be possible to be walking once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince and not be aware of it ?ā€
You asked, leaning even closer to him. You wanted to curse the fancy tea table that was significantly separating you both. The wood was slightly pressing on your skin as you leaned forward, as close as you could. Your fingertips gently brushed over the hand of Malleus, who seemed to quite content with your current attitude.
While he may have been easy to fool given how touch-starved he was and how badly he craved any sort of attention, Lilia Vanrouge wasnā€™t falling for your act. He was giving you a playful, yet condescending smile that seemed to be a warning on its own. Meanwhile his magenta eyes had never left your form; not even for a brief moment.
,,No, I suppose not. Why would you ask ?ā€
Malleus responded with a question, wanting to prolong this conversation between the two of you. He certainly appreciated your efforts and attempts to warm up to him. If you continued, you knew you would have him wrapped around your finger after few more meetings.
Yet, your goal was different.
,,Oh, for no particular reason, Iā€™m quite interested in that legend. My sister used to be obsessed with it and she would come up with various theories. I was simply curious which of them are trueā€
Malleus hummed in response, quite satisfied with your plausible answer. It also wasnā€™t the truth nor the lie. It balanced somewhere on the thin lie between blatant lie and actual facts. However, you werenā€™t bound by the magical laws and you could freely lie in the company of two Faeries.
,,Oh really ? What other theories did your sister come up with, hmm ?ā€
Malleus asked, amusement audible in his voice. He leaned forward, cutting the distance between you two even further, as his chin rested on the palm of his hand. You smiled in response, as he was clearly falling for your bait.
,,She thinks that he must be quite old. That his body has aged or it is even rotten as we speakā€
You stated firmly and Malleus only blinked in response, sharing a quick glance with Lilia, before he chuckled slightly. Just as if it was the funniest thing you had said throughout the whole day. Maybe it was. Itā€™s not like you had spoken a lot to him.
,,Oh no, no. That would be quite offensive to our magical abilities. Sleeping Princeā€™s body is preserved in his natural state, of courseā€
,,Oh, really ? Seems quite unbelievableā€
You retorted and Malleus raised an eyebrow. He could hear it in your confident voice full of disbelief that you were challenging him. Tempting him to give in and show you what you desired. He could feel the threatening stare piercing through his form. He knew Lilia was quite displeased. Yet Malleus couldnā€™t care much.
Even if Liliaā€™s doubts and suspicious were correct and you had indeed walked once upon a dream with the Sleeping Prince, it didnā€™t matter.
As long as they could keep a close eye on you and deter you from gracing Silver with true loveā€™s kiss, Malleus had nothing to worry about. After all, he was sure that you didnā€™t know the whole story since there was no way the Sleeping Prince was able to figure it out throughout the three thousand years he had spend plunged into eternal sleep.
Besides, Malleus felt rather generous and gracious today. After all, you had displayed any sort of affection towards him for the first time. Even if, in the back of his head, he knew you did it, so he could give you what you really wanted, Malleus supposed he could ignore it for the time being.
,,Alright, my dear. I suppose I can show you the Sleeping Princeā€
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Sleeping Beauty.
It was quite understandable why he was given such title. After all, he was beautiful even in his sleep. His form looked so peaceful and calm, despite everything that had happened to him. Silky strands of silver hair gently adorned his fair-skinned skin that seemed to slightly glow in the sunrays falling on him.
The Sleeping Prince was simply gorgeous as he layed on the soft bed in the highest tower in Malleus' castle.
You tried not to stare too much. After all, he had seen his face multiple times in your dreams and you were aware of the careful gaze that seemed to follow you throughout the whole walk to the chamber.
You briefly wondered whether Lilia Vanrouge figured you out. You assumed that he probably did and was just waiting for your first move, generously giving you such opportunity.
You slightly shook your head, as if you were trying to get rid of such thoughts, as your gaze fell once again on the sleeping prince before you.
You met him once upon a dream.
Much to your surprise, he wasn't sleeping back then. No, his eyes were wide awake and focused on your form. His soft smile danced on his lips, as he extended his hand towards you, slightly lowering his head.
,,May I have this dance, Your Highness ?"
His voice was quite soft and pleasant to hear. You didn't hesitate for long, as your hand gently rested in his warm one. The mysterious prince lead you to the middle of the snow-white ballroom you were currently visiting in your shared dream.
His fingers intertwined with yours, as his other hand gently wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. He smiled in your direction, almost as if he was waiting for your confirmation that you're ready. You slightly nodded your head in anticipation, gripping his hand a bit harder.
And then the faint sounds of music resonated throughout your dream; as invisible instruments played a soft and slow melody.
,,What is your name, Your Highness ?"
You asked him, while trying to keep up with the dance he was leading. You weren't familiar with the steps he was guiding you through. You assumed it must have been some ancient or Faerie dance that you weren't familiar with. After all, you had spent countless hours in the ballrooms practicing every, single royal dance when you were younger, since your parents deemed it necessary for you.
,,I suppose that you can call me Silver"
You raised your eyebrow questioningly, as he twirled you around, before pulling you close once again.Silver had remarqued your surprised face and only chuckled in response.
,,What is it ?"
,,It's just...I'm pretty sure I'm familiar with names of every prince, available or married"
You responded, a bit timidly, uncertainty quite audible in your tone of voice. You titled your head, looking in his auroral eyes that seemed to glow with amusement.
,,I suppose you're right. I wouldn't figure on such lists. After all, I'm the Sleeping Prince and I need your help, Your Highness"
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I just wanna say I love your howls moving castle Au with Vil so muchšŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„° it made me so happy like dude your writings are so good and awesome and I loved it!!! I find it so entertainingšŸ˜šŸ˜šŸ˜ btw I hope you donā€™t mind me asking can you make part 3 of it? Or are you planning on making a part 3 of it?
Btw I showed this to my big sister and she love the story and I laughed so hard at her reaction when she found out who was the witch of the west isšŸ¤£šŸ¤£šŸ¤£šŸ¤£šŸ¤£
And also I hope you take care of yourself out there author and I hope you take enough rest and donā€™t forget to love yourself šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ˜ŠšŸ˜ŠšŸ˜Š
ooooo, thank you so much Anon ! šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„°
I'm super happy you & your sister enjoyed this au!
I was actually debating quite long and i had a hard time picking the witch of the west, but finally i decided to make it low-key memishšŸ¤£šŸ¤£ (oh and i adore making vil's life harder)
And about part 3, hmmm, well I can certainly consider it ! If you have like specific propositions or scenes you'd like to see next, please let me know !
I actually really enjoy writing this au, it's so much fun, so why not ? tho, no promises
Thank you for reading and your kind words Anon ! Take care of yourself too !
Have a lovely day/evening/night ~šŸ„°šŸ„°šŸ„°
Me picking the witch of the waste be like:
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I just wanted to tell you that the Howlā€™s Moving Castle au with Vil makes me so fucking happy! Words cannot express the amount of excitement I felt when I saw the update! You have done a phenomenal job! Thank you so much!!!!!! <3
Thaaaaaank you so much for your kind words šŸ„¹šŸ„¹
You literally made my day !
I'm glad you liked itļ¼¼(^^)ļ¼ļ¼¼(^^)ļ¼
Have a lovely day/evening/night ! šŸ
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I actually love the idea of combining those two concept together
Also same, they're so, so, so adorable šŸ„¹
In conclusion : we need silver sleeping beauty au!
For silvers birthday omg what about the a king him up like in sleeping beauty?? Or or or, dancing in the woods? A random thought in my head would be a spirited away au since silver has the same blank face as Kohaku and I can imagine that face breaking into emotion once his full name is mentioned ā€¦even though heā€™s not silver Vanrouge yet he always will be in our hearts ajdndndnd
Hi anon ! šŸ„°
I absolutely love your ideas, they're all suuuper great.ļ¼¼(^^)ļ¼
It's been a while since I wanted to write a reverse version of Sleeping Beauty when the Princess/Prince reader decides to take matters in their own hands & go fight the dragon and wake up SilveršŸ„¹šŸ¤­
Oh, and dancing in the woods sounds literally so romantic and dreamy. It matches perfectly with Silver and it's so sweet. I could see reader with Silver sneaking of the birthday party just to dance together in the moonlightšŸ„¹šŸ„¹šŸ„¹
I'm literally fangirling imagining this scenario...(Š¤Ļ‰Š¤)(Š¤Ļ‰Š¤)(Š¤Ļ‰Š¤)
I'm tempted to write both actually (I will try my best to attempt to)
Oh, I haven't actually seen Spirited Away yet, but now I'm tempted to do it on Friday...šŸ¤­šŸ¤”šŸ«£
Tho, I totally agree with you ! Silver would be definitely emotional once his full name would be mentioned. And he is Silver Vanrouge in my heart as well šŸ¤­šŸ¤­#canon
flirting with silver be like:
reader: you don't have a surname, oh, would you like mine ?
silver: šŸ‘€šŸ„¹šŸ˜³šŸ˜ŠšŸ˜‰
Have a lovely day/evening/night !šŸāœØļøšŸ„°
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Not-Vil's-Insolent-Castle | Part 2
here is part 1 if anyone is interested yes, slime scene is here
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,,You seem awfully familiar...what was your name once again ? Wait ! I know ! I walked once upon a dream with you "
Vil wanted to either smack you with a frying pan or smack himself. He spent only few minutes in your company and the initial charm you had over him had completely disappeared. You seemed like an insufferable potato with a gorgeous smile who adored bickering with their fire demon and had broken many unfortunate hearts.
Yet, once again you seemed to glow.
Your eyes were sparkling, as you looked at him in pure anticipation and enthusiasm.
,,We certainly didn't walk once upon a dream, whatever it means. In fact, we don't know each other at all
Vil's harsh and cold words didn't manage to deter you or destroy your cheerful attitude. You only giggled, waving your hand playfully.
,,Then it must have been one of King Malleus'knights. What a lovely dream it was"
Vil opted not to comment on this one, knowing he would say a few words too much. And he desperately needed to have your permission to stay in the Moving Castle, so he shut up., hoping that you would spare him the details from your dreamy adventures.
You leaned closer. Way to close for Vil's comfort and you stared at his face intensively. You titled your head slightly to the right, as you raised one of your eyebrows questioningly.
He indeed seemed familiar, despite all those wrinkles and grey hair adorning his face.
Then it suddenly hit you.
You walked with him once; just not opon a dream, but in the air.
A wide smile danced on your lips, as you finally pulled back allowing Vil to let out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding during this whole time. You seemed content with yourself. Naturally, Vil assumed you had either guessed his identity or you just pretended to in order not to hurt his feelings. He opted for a second option.
,,Oh, could you hand me the letter ? The one in your pocket. I believe it's adressed to me ?
Vil couldn't help but protest at the mere sound of your words. He was confident that he didn't even have the letter you were talking about. After all, he was convinced his pockets were empty.
Yet your persistent gaze told him otherwise. You beckoned him with a simple nod of your head to do as you asked him to.
So Vil reached inside his pocket with hesitation and doubt written all over his face.
To say that he was surprised would be an understatement. Vil was utterly shocked when his hand reached into his pocket and he felt the paper underneath his fingertips. He furrowed his eyebrows, as his eyes slightly widened.
You were right.
There was indeed a letter adressed to Y/N Pendragon.
You clapped your hands before you eagerly snatched a letter from Vil's hands. You slightly moved your other hand, mentioning Epel to come forward and observe. The apprentice was as confused as Vil. He had never seen such an intricate spell before.
The moment your fingertips touched the letter, the bloody red paper flashed white and blue fire, before it dissolved on the table only leaving a bizarre symbol that Epel couldn't decipher.
It seemed that you knew exactly what was going on judging by the look on your face.
Your smile dropped in a second as you signed heavily.
,,Rook, move castle sixty miles to the West; we're departing now. It seems that once again he found me"
Vil had questions.
Quite a lot of them, yet he wasn't sure if you were willing to answer any of them. Vil could sense that your mood dropped abruptly and the situation was serious. You were pacing around the room, almost as if you were nervously looking for a solution.
,,I had no idea it was here
Vil admitted as you nodded your head in understanding matter. You stopped your frantic movement, as you finally looked at his confused face.
Right.
,,You had met Witch of the Waste, I suppose ? He had cursed you, right ?
Vil furrowed his eyebrows at the mere sound of your questions. Witch of the Waste ? He had never seen him in his entire life. Vil wasn't even aware who exactly had cursed him or why. One day he just woke up old without any explanation what was the reason for this punishment nor how could he reverse it.
,,What ?
You seemed surprised hearing his confused and clueless tone of voice. You tapped your finger on your chin, pondering for a brief while. if Vil had never interacted with Witch of the Waste, it would make absolutely no sense for him to be cursed specifically by him.
You knew Witch of the Waste a tad bit more personally than you would like. You could feel the remainings of his signature curse lingering on Vil's form, so there was no denying that it was him.
,,He had never made himself visible ?"
,,No, one day I just woke up like this
You sighed heavily, as you started mumbling under your breath, clearly exasperated. It made no sense. Why Vil Schoenheit ? You would faster expected your rival to curse the lovely knight you had walked once a dream. You spent way more time with him than with Vil.
Vil couldn't make out any word of your rant, as you waltzed around the living room, sometimes searching for some trinkets only to throw them away, not bothering to pick them up.
Vil was sure you would trip over them in the morning.
You couldn't just believe that Neige, Witch of the Waste, would be this petty to curse Vil Schoenheit after you left a like on his recent photo on Magicam and then saved him from the crowd of fans waltzing with him in the air. You knew he was petty, you just never expected him to be this petty.
,,Either way, it was freaking Neige, so we have to move the castle
You stated, deciding to abandon your previous trail of thoughts. Neige's motives didn't really matter to you.
,,I'm on it
Rook mumbled as you only nodded in his direction. Then you started walking around the room once again. Vil noted internally that you were a stress-walker.
He was awfully quiet after your last sentence. After three minutes, you finally glanced at Vil and your eyes slightly widened.
Vil seemed furious.
His eyes were glowing with malice and pure hatred. You were sure that you had briefly spotted a glint of murder intent in them. Vil clenched his fists, almost turning his elderly knuckles blue. His form was slightly shaking from pure anger that was consuming his whole body.
,,That utterly disgusting Neige... fucking potato
Oh, you weren't aware that they knew each other.
Given how angry he seemed, they had to be at least acquaintances. You pondered for a while. Everything was slowly starting to make sense. Maybe not everything revolved around you.
Given how agitated Vil was, you decided to politely end this conversation and let him cool down his emotions. You were feeling generous today; you would even let him smash few trinkets in frustration.
That seemed like a splendid idea, you thought, as you slowly made your way up the stairs to your room. When you reached the last step, you stopped abruptly, turning around on your heel.
,,Oh, I've been meaning to ask. Why do you want to stay here ? "
When those words left your mouth, you realised how foolish they sounded. Vil was here to break the curse. Right. You wanted to slap yourself across your face. Perhaps Rook was right and the hair dye killed all your functioning braincells. Before you had the chance to correct yourself, Vil spoke.
,, I'm your new housekeeper, as I had said. Seriously, potato, you can't live like this !
Vil exclaimed pointing around. You couldn't argue with this. Even you knew the state of your castle. It desperately needed some thoughout cleaning.
You ignored Vil's harsh and annoyed words, not wanting to destroy this disastrous evening even more. You waved at him dismissingly, nodding your head.
,,Fine, fine. Just leave the spiders alone. They're my friends. Other than that, you're welcome to stay here as long as you'd like, Vil"
Vil was so caught up in his own feelings that he didn't notice that you called him by his name.
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You left quite early. You were probably off to break some another poor, unfortunate heart.
After all, you were mumbling something about some Azul who you were dead set on scamming and seducing. Vil wasn't sure; he had just heard bits of your monologue in the bathroom.
But before you left, you used up all the hot water, occupied the bathroom for at least three hours and woke up everyone on your departure. It was Vil's first official day in your castle and he was already annoyed. Rook absolutely refused to heat up more water, complaining that he didn't get paid enough for all this hard work he was doing.
,,Utterly annoying
Vil muttered under his nose, shaking his head in irrtation. He took few deep breaths to calm himself down. Internally, he was cursing you out.
It was harder than he had anticipated.
Perhaps, it was the hardest burden he had yet to carry.
,,Now, now, think happy thoughts, Monsieur Vieux ! Y/n won't be here for a whole day probably
Rook's poor attempt to lift up the atmosphere worked partially. It certainly pulled Vil out of his miserable thoughts. The mere fact that you would be away for most of the day seemed quite nice at first, Vil had to admit that. However, this implied that you had left to break some poor, unfortunate heart.
Utterly disgusting.
Perhaps he was wrong and you were also one of many potatoes around him.
Although it wasn't his problem nor concern, so Vil shook his shoulders deciding not to care.
Vil supposed that he could start cleaning, as he had promised. On top of it, he refused to live in such dirty place. Your trinkets were misplaced, hoards of clothes were scattered all over the castle, dirty dishes were taking up your whole kitchen and empty vials were adorning the dusty shelves.
Vil gripped his broom harder as he took one more breath before he started an uneven battle with your castle.
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Vil was cleaning away his frustrations.
Frustrations aimed at you, at himself, at Neige and at Rook who proved himsefl to be utterly useless.
Mostly himself.
Vil gripped the handle of the broom tighter, almost making his old knuckles turn blue. Perhaps he had enough after being trapped in this ridiculously old body that refused to cooperate with him. Constant back aches and the need to use a walking cane to be able to move weren't helping to ease his frustrations.
Quite the contrary, they made Vil feel even more useless.
He realised how powerless he had become.
he couldn't even manage to guess what was the item Rook was looking for.
And you were avoiding his eventual questions concerning the curse, only furrowing your eyebrows and disappearing in the bathroom for another two hours.
It's been only three days, Vil reminded himself. Three days of him successfully cleaning one room at the time, decluttering your residence step by step. He didn't have many chances to speak with you. You were constantly running.
Running away from Neige, moving slightly your castle or changing the cities behind your magical door.
Running to your, as Vil (wrongly) guessed lover, spending hours talking to Azul and negociating while bickering teasingly.
Running from Vil's questions, always brushing him off with a brief assurance that everything would be fine, before you disappeared behind the bathroom's doors.
As if he believed you.
You were just as useless as he was.
Recently, Vil thought that perhaps you were even as msierable as he was.
When Vil was seeing how much time you were spending in the bathroom each day, creating some magical potions to make yourself more beautiful and cover up your insecurities; he was quite annoyed. Mayhap, he was finally realising just how pointless and insignificant it was.
Doing your make-up, styling your hair, ensuring they looked flawless, spending hours in the mirror covering up the tiniest imperfections...
Vil had a feeling that he wasted enough of his lifetime doing all those meaningless tasks pursuing some ideal that was unobtainable.
Vil sighed heavily.
Sometimes he truly hated you for making him feel this way.
Making him realise how miserable and pointless his actions were. How all his efforts were in vain given his currect predicament.
Yet you were doing exactly the same thing as he once did.
I should go back to cleaning, Vil concluded, pushing all those annoying thoughts out off his head along with a mental image of your sparkling eyes and soft smile adorning your features.
No, he should with your beloved place. Bathroom.
Right, perfect idea.
Vil rolled up his sleeves eagerly, feeling a sudden wave of ebergy washing all over his form. He was quite excited to see from which ingredients you were crafting your potions. He never excluded a possibility to learn something new from you.
After all, you were Y/N Pendragon and despite malicious rumours portraying you as a womanizer and eater of poor, unfortunate hearts; you were adept in magic.
Seeing all those colorful vials standing in chaos on your shelves made Vil realise how little he knew about this craft. Even after carefully examining them and smelling its contents, he had no idea what was inside.
You were truly something, Vil stated, as he started wiping the surface with detergent and cold water. He was determined to clean this bathroom as long as it becomes spotless and shiny.
And he would start with your shelf filled with precious vials that enhanced your beauty.
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,, Y/N is using a lot of water
Rook stated, while Vil only rolled his eyes ignoring his remark. He wasn't really interested in the amount of hot water you were using. It wasn't his problem.
,,I think Y/N is tinting their hair. I hope you didn't mess up with spells and potions. They're terribly vain about their looks"
Rook added, looking at Vil who only waved his hand dismissively. He certainly didn't do anything to your precious little vials. Unless...
No, Vil was quite careful when he was cleaning the bathroom, making sure to put everything away where it was. He returned back to preparing a dinner, when he heard a loud skriek and then door crashed open and Y/N walked out of them with murder intent visible in their eyes.
,,LOOK AT THIS ! Look at this freaking misery ! A catastrophe, disaster, horror..
Your angry and filled with despair voice resonated through the whole castle, as you yelled another words clearly on the verge of breaking down. Vil turned around on his heel to look at you and you knocked his breath away.
Not because of your face twisted in the displeasure and tears welling up in your eyes thretening to fall down soon.
No. You looked absolutely beautiful in Vil's eyes.
Your hair were wet, yet he could make out the faint traces of red and orange mixing with your previous hair color. They seemed to slightly glow, as the sunlight danced in them.
You looked beautiful, yet you were on verge of crying, waltzing around the room in nothing but a towel and yelling at Vil who wasn't paying any attention to your words.
,,It's ginger ! GINGER. Out of all colours ! You had to mess up with the vials, hadn't you !? Now I have to hide it until it grows out ! Despair, anguish, I'm gonna die...I'm gonna die"
Vil was hearing your words, yet he couldn't quite make them out, as he was too occupied staring at you. Despite your harsh scolding and dramatic screams, you were still absolutely breathtaking in his eyes. Your new hair seemed to only make you glow even more.
,,I think it's very nice
Vil finally mumbled timidly; finding it a bit hard to compliment you after three days filled with cursing your out internally.
,,Nice ? You think it's nice, hah.
Your voice trailed off", as you finally stopped screaming your lungs out. You finally stood still in one place, before you dramatically fell down on a nearest chair, hiding your face in your hands.
Vil blinked, clearly not expecting you to go silent in the span of few seconds. He opened his mouth to offer you some comfort or even apologise, even tho he was sure it wasn't his fault.
Yet, then abruptly the room turned dim. The shadows started creeping on the walls, scattering all over them. The howls began, as they were screaming in horror, moaning in despair and pouring all their frustrations. Vil pressed his hands to his ears, yet the screams filled iwth pain and terror persisted.
,,What now ?"
Vil yelled, trying to get anyone's attention. Epel sighed heavily as if this was another, normal Tuesday before dragging Vil out of the castle.
,,Look, you made Y/N very, very unhappy. I propose sleeping outside to avoid their wrath, they get petty and pretty dramatic""
Epel stated calmly, sitting down on the grass, as Vil closed the door behind him leaving Rook with depressed Pendragon inside. Vil only furrowed his eyebrows.
So, this was considered normal ?
Not on his watch.
You were behaving like a child and he had enough of your antics already. You were too old to be throwing a tantrum, especially since you were effortessly beautiful. Even with "ruined hairstyle". While Vil would need few dying attempts to even get a decent color. He clenched his fists, clearly annoyed as he bursted through the door.
The howling noises stopped and the room wasn't filled with shadows creeping on the walls. It was back to normal once again.
Well, almost.
You were still sitting on the chair, yet something was wrong with you. There were violent and dramatic quantities of green slime. It covered your whole form. It was slowly running down your head and your hands on the floor creating ponds of slime. On top of it, it smelled terribly.
,,You ! You're behaving as a freaking baby, you utterly annoying potato !
Vil yelled, feeling the hidden rage and frustrations oozing from his form. He rolled up his sleeves, before he decided to ignore this bullshit and he stepped closer to your form. He pushed violently the chair you were on in the direction of the bathroom yelling at Rook to prepare some hot water to get rid of all this green slime.
,,I...I....I... I was never this effortessly beautiful"
Vil whispered softly, as a soft tear he wasn't aware he was holding fell on your form. At the mere sound of his words filled with grief and sadness, you raised your head and looked him in the eyes.
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It took me a while (one month exactly), but finall i wrote the second part to this au!
Thanks to everyone who read this part and the first one. Also to everyone who left feedback under the 1st part !
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