#malleus 🐟

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indeed it was me who drew him. have s'more

you're literally so talented HE'S SO GORGEOUS IN YOUR STYLEe??e love ur shading too omg i can literally fall in love w a picture now he's so cute i want to squish him

[reallyromealone]

Title: growing

Fandom: twisted wonderland

Pairing: Lilia vanrouge x reader

Warnings: omegaverse, Omega male reader, alpha Lilia, baby malleus, married life, slight au, fluff

Notes: none

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Lilia smiled at his mate, the Omega guarding their little egg so well in their nest "hello starlight..~" (name) let Lilia kiss his fingers before the former knight now king interlaced them "how are you fairing..?" His voice tender as (name) gently traced his fingers on the egg "he's almost ready" (name) whispered with hushed excitement and Lilia looked fondly at his mate, the dragon fae having been communicating with the egg.

"Our little malleus is already so strong~" he cooed at the newborn hatchling who snuggled into (name), still to young to be out of dragon from as he needed warmth consistently from (name) till his own flame grew within "he's very curious.." (name)s voice soft and delicate as he scratched under the dragons chin "Soon I'll teach him how to light things on FIRE" the calm Omega has a manic grin on his face and Lilia looked fondly at his mate as their son nibbled on (name)s finger, no fangs yet but that was to be expected.

Lilia never expected the firstborn Omega son to fall for him, the royal family though very active for their people were fairly reclusive in nature and the fact he rejected any and all suitors to pursue Lilia as in fae culture; omegas pursued their desired mate.

"Malleus we don't bite" (name) chastised his little pup who made a little hissing noise and stomped his front paws angrily "behave little hatchling" Lilia lifted the little dragon who looked frustrated at his tiny little legs as he made little sounds "yes yes, I know little one" Lilia was so sweet this life he helped create, he loved his precious son so much.

It wasn't till Malleus was around a year old when he could finally transform, tumbling to follow his parents around "papapapapa!" He said happily as he chased down Lilia, the king smiling at the boy who clung to his legs "my my, hello spitfire" Lilia grinned before leaning down to the boy who bonked his tiny horned head against his, apparently it was a draconic way of greeting, precious though the horns didn't feel great.

But Lilia would never complain.

"You have been getting very fast these days, soon papa won't be able to keep up~" Lilia lifted malleus into his arms and continued his walk, Malleus babbling as they walked down the endless halls.

"Let's see what your Dam is up to, yes?"

[thetwstwildcard]

Lizz's Oc x Canon Ship List

👑Heartslabyul♥

Riddle x Catherine

Trey x Galatea

Cater x Catherine

Ace x Yua

Deuce x Yuuto

🦁Savanaclaw🐾

Leona x Kiara

Ruggie x Lorelei

Jack x Caera

🦈Octavinelle🐟

Azul x Veil

Jade x Naia

Floyd x Naia

☀Scarabia🐍

Kalim x Nasira

Jamil x Nasira

🪞Pomefiore🍎

Vil x Lovette

Rook x Emery

Epel x Esme

💙Ignihyde 💀

Idia x Isidoros

⚡Diasomnia🐲

Malleus x Faline

Lilia x Lacie/Leah/Lyre

Silver x Des

Sebek x Maharet

🗝Staff 🪦

Dire x Elysia

Divus x Catrina

Sam x Rontia

🗡Royal Sword Academy 🏰

Che'nya x Lyss

Neige x Pyxis

🎡 Miscellaneous 🔔

Fellow Honest x Lyss

Rollo x Lacie

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Recently I gave the spare keys to Malleus, Silver, and Grim. However, I am starting to have regrets because Silver and Grim keeps fighting while Malleus watches. And it is JUST Silver and Grim. I don't even know why they keep fighting but they just keep doing it. Meanwhile, Malleus is chilling there and is probably wondering why I have three flower pots and two tuna can tables in the guest room.

… You sure Grim didn’t start it???? 😅 D-Did he try to eat one of Silver’s bird friends or steal nuts/berries from the squirrel friends—

And just three flower pots and two tuna can tables in the Guest Room?? That’s nothing 😂 There was a time when my Guest Room was nothing but tuna cans (because I had the mats and they were easy to make to increase my comfort points). Malleus and Silver are going to be served canned tuna for every meal until they’re sick of it 🐟

[the-banana-0verlord]

Summertime ask game!

From today to the end of august, my ask box will be open for this ask game!

The game consist of me drawing my yuusona, Lilian, doing the summer activities listed here(this is actually just an excuse for me to expand her wardrobe and draw her in different settings lmao):

☀🏖: Beach day

🌅🌃:Beach party

🍦☀: Ice cream date

📺💿: Movie night

🏢🕶:City exploring

👗👠:Shopping date

☔☁: Playing in the rain

✈🌎:Traveling by plane

🚢🌊:Boat ride

🎪🎈: At a funfair

🐟🏊‍♀️:Seadiving

🕹🎮:At an arcade

🚗🗺: Roadtrip

🎤🎵:At a concert/karaoke

🦗🌳:Hiking

Other characters can also be requested to accompany her(none to up to three):

🐉:Malleus Draconia

♠:Deuce Spade

❤:Ace Trappola

🔥:Grim

🐍:Jamil Viper

👑:Vil Schoenheit

💤:Silver

🦇:Lilia Vanrouge

⚡:Sebek Zigvolt

🦈:Floyd Leech

☀: Kalim Al-Asim

🌹:Sora Vanrouge-Crowley(@simping-myjob 's yuusona)

🍵: Tyler (@cup1dt3a's yuusona)

I hope you'll have as much as me doing this!

[twistyprefect]

Okie dokie~ I'd like to make a hc request for Riddle, Floyd and Silver (separate) in which their fem!crush (the reader) has fallen under some sort of sleeping spell that can only be broken with a true love’s kiss (haha cliche-). Obviously they try it and it works; how would they react when they hear that she had fallen under the sleeping spell and then try to kiss her awake only for it to work? Don't feel pressured to do this! ^w^

{very wholesome request, thank you for this absolute blessing 💕 also great character choices!! floyd my beloved 🐟 }

Floyd Leech

Floyd is devastated when his crush falls under the weird sleeping spell, not sure exactly what he wants

does he want you to wake up? of course! but he also doesn't really want you to wake up because someone else kissed you

he basically keeps guard around your dorm when he can, trying to make sure no one tried to take advantage of you

after being pressured by his brother and Azul, he decides it's worth a shot to try it

he leans over your sleeping form and very gently presses a kiss to your lips

when your eyes flutter open he actually cheers before scooping you up and explaining what happened, smiling the entire time; he immediately asks you to be his girlfriend and expects you to be ready for a date that afternoon

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle has some very mixed feelings when you first fall victim to the spell

he's upset you somehow managed to get hit by it, but he's more upset with whoever cast the spell

he tried using Off With Your Head to seal away the user's magic, but since it was a curse it didn't change much

instead, he decides to keep you in the Heartsbylul dorm for the time being, to keep an eye on you

Trey finally convinces him it's worth a shot, so he ends up hovering over your face for a while before mumbling an apology and giving a quick peck to your lips

he's incredibly flustered when it works and initially doesn't tell you how he woke you up, but Trey 100% does; Riddle's entire face is red at that point as you laugh along with Trey and thank him, offering up more kisses

Silver

Silver immediately takes action, catching you as you fall under the spell and transporting you to Diasomnia

asks the Pomefiore students for help, since they're adept at curses but no one can break the curse

begs Lilia and Malleus for help, not sure what else he can do until Lilia suggests he take the plunge and try and wake you up himself

he considers his options for a bit before deciding it's at least worth a shot to try and wake you up the old fashioned way

doesn't really have any idea how it's supposed to work, but he presses a quick but gentle kiss against your lips and waits

once he sees that you're awake, he hugs you tightly and explains that you'd been under a sleeping spell, and tells you that your true love woke you up, but not that it was him (he still wants you to have a choice about who you love)

[idv-sunsxin3]

->My Twisted Wonderland Circle✨

🌸// I literally spent so much time taking lessons with these people help-

This is a masterlist, I write random things but might not usually write x reader oneshots stuff I think- you’ll only see headcanons/scenarios/ramblings hhh-

I can only take 5 characters in one request as maximum but like, I can take a request with vice dorm leaders, dorm leaders and first years in separates posts by category group. ;u;

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Masterlist~

Riddle Rosehearts 🌹 -> My #1 Hubby- SHUT UP EVERYONE, LET THIS GENTLEMAN SPEAK, THANK YOU- This king is me but much better(?) and more discipline- (I would quickly die if I face the same pressure as him to be honest,,,, poor dear- 🥺)

Trey Clover ☘️ -> I- I think I really like characters who seem to know how to bake or cook lol-

Cater Diamond 🔶 -> Thanks to my friend, I’m now in love with him-

Deuce Spade ♠️ -> I just love his determination- I somehow relate whenever I study,,,, - BE MY STUDY BUDDY PRETTY PLEASEEE!!! 🥺🥺🥺

Ace Trappola ♥️ -> One of our beloved bakas in Twisted Wonderland-

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Masterlist~

Leona Kingscholar 🦁 -> Slacker,,,,/affectionately <3

Ruggie Bucchi 🍩 -> So far, he is the only character I forget how to spell his last name,,, 😔(I really thought Schoenheit was the hardest one to remember-) but yes, donut lord✨✨

Jack Howl 🐺 -> He looks like a bad boy, but is also a good boy- lovely,,,,

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Masterlist~

Azul Ashengrotto 🐙 -> He’s almost me in terms of emotional health but more financially successful- I may or may not shut up about him being a sly but a perfect hubby-

Jade Leech 🍄 -> I have nothing in common with him besides loving shroomies-(I swear I would eat them every day if my body isn’t so weak-) I keep getting his SRs in the gacha, not really complaining tho- ;)

Floyd Leech 🐟 -> I think I need a hug if I see him as a fav- I would let him squish me bc I’m not afraid of death at all,,, :’3

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Masterlist~

Kalim Al-Asim🌟 -> *sighs* Idk how, I just love his energy despite being quite alarming to me,,, x’3

Jamil Viper 🏜 -> I’m a simple person; I see a snake man doing cleaning and cooking as a hobby and part time job, I stan.

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Masterlist~

Vil Schoenheit 👑 -> At first I don’t seem to pay in mind about him bc of his diva personality, but then I sobbed once I leaned about at his backstory and his intentions to be beautiful and be the best-

Rook Hunt 🏹 -> I have a thing for man wearing hats okay-

Epel Felmier 🍎 -> Aaaaaaa- I like how he’s actually manly while looking lovely on the surface-

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Masterlist~

Idia Shroud 🎮 -> I need characters like him, his energy is ironically refreshing,,,,

Ortho Shroud 🤖 -> He has true baby energy,,,, 🥺

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Masterlist~

Malleus Draconia 🐉 -> He kinda gives me himbo vibes once in a while- at the same time clever- Yet, I love him sm at the first glance-

Lilia Vanrouge 🦇 -> Excuse me, he kinda gives me the Venti vibes by how he’s misunderstood as a child rather than an old man-(even some portion of his personality, mysterious and mischievous-)

Silver 🗡-> Like Kalim, I’m questioning why this individual like him is at NRC instead of RSA- he looks like he’s made to be a prince or a knight in shiny armor hdhdhhdhd-

Sebek Zigbolt 🐊-> If he ever becomes my classmate irl, I’m sadly won’t be able to tolerate with him yelling my ear off,,, It’s the truth, but I love him as well- 😔🥺

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->~Multiple~

Random TWST Characters playing Genshin Impact Brainrot Thoughts

First years with Robotics Engineer! MC {platonic}

First Years with Motherly! MC {platonic}

Animal Crossing with some of my fav characters-

The Leech Twins & Idia with S/O whose hair shows their emotions as they’re facially expressionless(unless feeling very EXTREME emotions)

[minzart]

Characterization master post

RSA

💫Ambrose the 63rd

Funky old man

Friendly competitive

A very community centric mind

This one is humble

Look I know that He's probably immortal but I can't stop thinking that Crowley (the immortal one) has a rivalry with RSA as a concept, and Ambrose (human) is just chill with him

With Mozus however... THEY ARE RIVALS AND LOOK OLD ENOUGH TO HAVE BEEN ON SCHOOL AT THE SAME TIME

They are frenemies don't change my mind

👅 Alchemi Alchemivich Pinka (Che'nya)

Cryptic little shit

Will tell you some heavy existential crisis thing like it's a joke and then vanish

Hahahaha invisible powers go brrrrrr

Makes everybody so confused except Trey, He just rolls with the bullshit and makes sense of it??? How??? What's your secret hat man?

🐈 Cheka kingscholar

As said before, He's more like leona than you'd expect

Very bright and easily impressed

Is ready to cause trouble

So curious

The servants don't stop comparing him with his father

Farena was a very calm and responsible child (this personality was kinda imposed on him bc He'd be king one day) while Cheka is allowed and encouraged by his family to be just a child

This makes the servants job a lot harder but let Cheka have a some what normal childhood, however... just like Leona He understands the rumors, He knows He will never be his father, even if He loves him He can't help but resent him a little

It doesn't help that his dad is so busy, but He knows to appreciate his precious time together

Cheka loves his uncle, especially bc He has time for him and... suffers the same as him. He may be five (thank you!) but He understands what the servants say especially if it's about his family

🐟 Prince Rielle

I don't care, He's a RSA student now

We know absolutely nothing about him exempt that He maybe is a descendant of king Triton

So let's base him on Ariel why not

So curious about the land

Second year

His first year was a disaster, He didn't know nothing about land costumes

Probably kin Malleus on the prince Philip syndrome

🍎 Neige LeBlanche

He's very naive most of the time

You can't convince me that He doesn't have a crush on Vi-kun~

Knows about Vil's hard work and admires him for it

Bc of this sometimes He has days where He asks himself if He truly deserves his positions as one of the best actors on Twst

Tries realy hard but it's slow to get things, but He can pull it off! Eventually...

The dwarfs are his best friends, They know about his struggles, and are very overprotective of him

[twisted-desires]

Smdhsmhsms lilia malleus and silver 🐟

Hehe, I'll add it to the to do list~

(also, thinking about it, Lilia will have tentacles if I go by Floyd's nicknames, right?~ just a fun lil thought~)

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🐉

i!!! love malleus so much!!! hes so pretty and squishable and he looks so Elegant in your style </3

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Muh muh malleus

did you draw this??? he's so beautiful i love this the way you draw him malleus is just so cute yk...i want to hold his hand </3

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dream (of me)

as mentioned in an ask before, this fic was inspired by a video of a life sized sculpture. also this is very very self-indulgent :> (actually i really don't like the title, but i couldn't think of anything else. one of these days i'll finally learn how to write a proper title)

—the line between fantasy and reality is thin

cw: breaking in, stalking, imprisonment

you didn't think you'd be spending your long-awaited break on making this—disregarding the money you spent on the boxes and boxes of clay; the same money you were saving for a fun little trip—you never considered yourself much of an artist. but who would have thought that things would turn out in such a way, ending in your trip getting canceled, and you picking up sculpting? you never really tried it before, simply because of how daunting the challenge was—not only did you have to give depth and color to your sculpture, you'd have to gently mold it to the perfect shape, painstakingly carve out the details and smoothen the surface. you couldn't slack on any part of the process despite how irritating it would become. you'd have to give it life, the kind that art gives, with your own hands, changing the inanimate lump of clay into a part of an almost realistic image.

maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration—you had only made a few small things with modeling clay before this, and it was unlikely you'd do as good as a job as you'd like. today marked the start of your first big project, a life-sized sculpture. after spending hours glued to your screen as countless videos played, and finally deciding to go for it a week ago, you were obstructed by what should have been a simple decision—stumped about what to sculpt. making one of yourself felt a little awkward, and you didn't really want to try recreating a celebrity. just when you were about to settle for making an animal, strangely enough, the answer came to you in a dream.

when you went to sleep a few nights ago, you had a strangely vivid dream of an ethereal person—someone so mystical that it felt otherworldly. that unexpected vision seized your mind and you decided—that was who you'd sculpt. despite it having been days since that dream, even the most minute details were still fresh in your memory. the gleaming fangs, sharp and delicate, the glossy, dark hair, the smooth voice that wrapped around a single word—too muddled to decipher—the shaky echoes of which reverberated within every corner of your mind, the unreadable expression in his eyes, glowing lowly in the dark, and the unmistakable pair of horns. he was not human; you were sure of it. even before catching a glimpse of those beautiful horns, you felt it, deep inside, that he was something very different from you. the moment his hand, manicured black nails contrasting with fair skin, gripped your forearm firmly, right before he uttered that word, a peculiar sensation overcame you. a sense of dread and fear washed over you, but at the moment you were unable to move or to wake up.

whoever he was, whatever he was—regardless of whether he was even real in the first place, you knew you were going to sculpt him. if your mind was clear, you wouldn't have attempted to make this, knowing you'd probably just mess up the picture of someone so beautiful, but you felt like that vision had bewitched you. you couldn't stop yourself from following through with it once the idea settled in your mind. muttering a quick word of encouragement to yourself, you finally start, eyeing the boxes of clay and heap of wires nervously.

it had been a couple weeks since you started your little project, and you had made considerable progress. the proportions surprisingly worked out right, and despite the uncontrollable slight trembling of your hands, the features you began carving were mostly realistic. you quickly realized you probably wouldn't be able to work on anything below the shoulders, not having enough clay or energy, but that helped you focus on the face. you could have sworn, though, that last night the nose looked a little high and the eyes a little too wide apart from your recollection of the man, yet when you had woken up, it was perfect. an eerily splitting image of the man from your dreams except for the fact that it was gray and pliable.it had been a couple weeks since you started your little project, and you had made considerable progress. the proportions surprisingly worked out right, and despite the uncontrollable slight trembling of your hands, the features you began carving were mostly realistic. you quickly realized you probably wouldn't be able to work on anything below the shoulders, not having enough clay or energy, but that helped you focus on the face. you could have sworn, though, that last night the nose looked a little high and the eyes a little too wide apart from your recollection of the man, yet when you had woken up, it was perfect. an eerily splitting image of the man from your dreams except for the fact that it was gray and pliable.

as you firmly reshaped the jaw with your fingers, you thought back to your dream. honestly, it was impressive how accurate you had gotten the image so far. the sharp lines that made the eyes, if colored, would look just like those from your memory. could you make these glow, too? the slope of the nose, looking perfectly natural, and the pointed ears—somehow, you just knew the exact shape of them despite how much of it was blocked by his hair. speaking of, his locks, although they were made of clay, fell just as gracefully on his forehead and splayed over his shoulders in that effortless way he had it.

honestly, you were impressed by your own work. you couldn't believe you did all this by yourself.

you try to think back to the shape of his mouth, the fangs inside of it—how did something so deadly look so elegant? it suited him. on him, the feature that should have your instincts kicking in and forcing you to run, made him look all the more charming and drew you in. you can remember he was wearing something quite outlandish, a finely crafted outfit, though one very different from your usual clothes, with something resembling a wide collar around his neck—you'd have to remember to make that.

although you had never made anything remotely similar to its shape, it was surprisingly easy to make the curved horns that rested on his head. while you could've sworn you initially made them a little smaller and smoother, the slightly bigger size and ridged texture did resemble the real thing better. of course, since your sleeping hours were so inconsistent, it was normal to have blanks in your memory. you probably worked on it when you were half asleep in the dead of the night.

after finally finishing up the details, you put aside the paint you mixed earlier for the last part of the project. the shades were a little unlike what you were expecting, but you had to make do. you were actually quite disappointed with it, thinking it might ruin the overall sculpture if the colors looked wrong, but even if you wanted to do it again, it would be a waste of money to get more. these were close enough, you supposed. under the right lighting, it would be somewhat accurate, and nobody but you had seen that mystery man anyway. with that thought, and one last, lingering look at the gray creation that sat on your working table, you switched off the lights and left the room.

there was no way this was your work.

you squint at the little bottles of paint, confused by what you were seeing. no, you remember, when you left these last night, the colors were different. the green for the eyes was dull, the dark array of green, blue, and black for the hair was drab and unnatural, and the colors you picked to paint the skin were all tinted with gray. the mixed paints you were seeing now, however, were anything but. the colors were rich and vibrant, an exact match, and if you looked closely enough, it was almost as if they were glowing.

you're sure the paint didn't look like this last night. at first, there wasn't even an inkling of doubt in you, because you could remember your dilemma last night, worrying about the color and not being able to fix it. but then, what happened? there was no logical explanation for this phenomenon—unless the paint was supposed to turn lighter over time, even then, that wouldn't explain the completely different shades. The vibrant, rich colors were nothing close to the abomination you had last night.

a small part of you was worried, fretting about what this could mean, but a larger, louder part of you insisted there wasn't any need to look too deeply into this. even if someone broke in, why would they have stopped by to mix paint for you? and how would they have known the exact colors you needed? it was very possible that under the dim lighting and through your tired eyes, the color seemed a lot more different than it actually was, but now, well-rested and energized, you saw it for what it always was.

deciding to put your doubts behind you for now, you prepare to paint. you've come this far, and you desperately prayed you wouldn't mess up this next part, fearing that all your efforts would be in vain otherwise.

slowly, you begin to see it come together. it took tediously long for each layer to be completed, mainly due to your increasingly frequent breaks. even then, by the end of the day, you were mostly completed. with painting the face. you took a break and had your dinner, glancing back at the sculpture with exhaustion obvious on your face. you weren't sure what you were subconsciously expecting from making this, slaving away for weeks by now, but you were relieved it was almost over and mostly accurate.

although you knew you should leave the details for last, you had a strong urge to paint the eyes. you felt like painting the eyes would bring the work to life. those vivid, glowing eyes were forever burned into your memory, and you thought it to be one of the most beautiful things about that man. well...even if you messed up, it was alright. after all, it wasn't like you were making this to be evaluated by others. seized by the idea, you quickly grabbed the airbrush and set to work, the paint glowing unusually bright, ominously in its container.

until you entered the room, your morning had been perfectly normal. nothing was out of place, and nothing felt different. but once you glanced over at where the sculpture was resting overnight, you were taken aback by the sudden extra presence in the room with you. looming over your desk, cradling the almost finished sculpture to their chest, was a mysterious cloaked figure. you watched, mesmerized by the scene as the stranger held your weeks' worth of hard work to their eye, closely studying it. they turned the sculpture around to further observe the details, and when they raised it up to the light, you recognized the hand that caressed the stained clay, the sight of glossy black nails still fresh in your memory. as you stand, frozen in place, the intruder slowly turns around. after a few moments pass in silence, he finally spoke.

"i see," his eyes and tone betray no emotion to you, "that you received it."

you're not sure what it he's referring to here. the initial dream you had of him, perhaps? or the convenient, unacknowledged help throughout the process—the meticulously mixed colors, and the little modifications? was that his work, after all? the lingering question of what you had gotten yourself into echoed in your mind. regardless, you can't manage a response yet, still unable to completely process what was unfolding.

"i appreciate your efforts very much. this is a truly wonderful creation, and almost identical to me. it is only right that i give you something in return, yes?" your lack of response doesn't seem to bother him, "well, what should you like? or would you prefer it if i were to pick out something for you?"

"you can leave."

you're not sure where the courage to say that came from, but you force yourself to hold back anything that would break your fragile facade and fix the scowl on your face. even if he was beautiful and something otherworldly, this wasn't right, or safe. how did he even get inside? why was he here?

he seems to think over your reply and takes a few, slow steps towards the door but stops to glance back at you, heavy cloak brushing the floor with every slight movement, "that wasn't what you really wish for, right? i can only give you something you wholeheartedly desire. in order to respect the thought and effort put behind this," he gestures at the statue, and it only occurs to you now that he was still holding it. strangely enough, the thing seemed to be glowing a faint green, "i should give you something just as meaningful. if you're too shy to say anything, i can just as easily find out myself."

"the only thing i want is for you to leave," you feel a tinge of regret as you look at the sculpture, thinking back to the painstaking process of making it, "take that if you want, but leave me alone now."

"you don't want to let go of it," he smiles wryly, "you want something more than just that..."

he's making his way over to you, yet you can't hear a thing. even as you can see his heeled boots landing sharply on the tiles, his cloak sweeping over them right after, you can't make out a single click of the heels, or anything else, for the matter. it's as though your head was underwater, ears waterlogged and unable to capture any sound coming your way. it didn't help that your head felt heavier, too, as he came closer and closer, glowing pupils locked onto your cowering frame. you knew he was tall already, but with the way you were sinking onto the floor, he felt, and looked, like he was towering over you, above you—as though emphasizing the difference between you and him, in both power and position, if his demeanor so far told you anything so far.

"dearest, there is nothing wrong with desiring," although he was speaking softly, his words seemed to echo around the room, bouncing off one wall to the other and slamming back into you, "even if the...subject of your desire seems impossibly far away—i would know better than anyone else. what i'm trying to say is, if you were to accept your true desires, you would only be reciprocating mine."

you blink owlishly up at the stranger, feeling something stirring in your stomach. he was so beautiful but dangerous. how ironic was it that there was something so alluring about that danger, that darkness that surrounds him? it only added to his mesmerizing beauty.

"we've never met before, have we?"

"not that you might be aware of, but i have caught a glimpse of you before. can you imagine, for me to be so taken with you by just the fleeting moment that you walked past, how deeply you have struck me? how devoted i am to you, who knows not of my existence?" there's a wistful expression on his face as he answers your question, a faraway look in his eyes before he grounds himself again, watching you once more.

"i would like to bring you somewhere," he finally breaks the building silence, gesturing to the empty air beside him, "perhaps, we will find something that suits your tastes there, if you can't find it in me."

"i don't even know your name," you protest weakly. deep down, you were already convinced. you had a feeling he knew that you were, too.

"my dearest," there's a slight frown threatening to mar the perfectly balanced expression he adorned, and despite yourself, you feel upset at disappointing him, "my name would not be familiar to you. but if it pleases you, you may call me malleus. now, would you follow me for a while? i want to show you everything i am, and everything i can be for you."

he has, you note, a manner of speaking that never failed in captivating you, almost hypnotizingly. you had to force yourself to not get deceived by the syrupy tone and the tempting offer. you were already so bored, and a trip to some mystical, unknown place was oddly enticing, more than it should have been. the dangers and the risks associated with it flew over your head, so bewitched by the person in front of you. and when he peered into your eyes, something so raw and desperate, yearning shining in his orbs—or was that just the natural glowing color it had? still, when he was looking at you so deeply, a forlorn expression on display—

"if only you open your heart to me, my love, you'll see that mine was always in your hands."

—how could you say no after that?

he conjures a mirror from behind his back, large and gleaming. you don't even stop to consider how such a feat was possible. suddenly, the bright surface turns dark, a murky shade of green, and he reaches out to grab your hand. blindly—foolishly, you stumble behind him, into the darkness. around the two of you little green lights, bright and hypnotizing, fly around, as though creating an invisible barrier. even with the numerous little lights surrounding you, you find that you can't see a thing apart from him. you can feel his hand still wrapped around yours, and for some reason, you haven't tried to pull away. or maybe, you did try, but he wouldn't let go. you can't quite tell what was happening.

his honeyed words, his gentle voice, his firm grip, all of it hid from you from the cruel reality, and the impending aftermath. as you step out again, him close by your side and your hands still held in his, you're far too mystified by what feels like a whole new world you've walked into, to notice the mirror quickly shattering into pieces at his feet, turning into dust moments later. within an instant, it disappeared into nothingness, as though it was never there in the first place. who could blame you for not noticing, when the world stretched out in front of you was so different from anything you had ever seen before? the colors and the lights illuminated something beyond your understanding, and you were so taken by the sight that you hadn't stopped to consider what this all meant, being brought to a foreign world. you hadn't even thought about how you might return or when—naively believing your companion would bring you back.

how could you, as a regular person unaware of his world and its rules, have known that the mirror was your only way home?

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intention

plspls i love malleus so much <3 i have a soft spot for him

request from anon: reader is the first person to invite malleus anywhere + valentine's shenanigans

cw: tracking devices (and malleus is convinced you love him but you dont)

malleus stares at your retreating figure, unsure of what to make of your unexpected offer from moments ago. on one hand, he was elated that you had taken the time to ask him to come with you, but on the other hand...he couldn't wrap his head around why you asked him, out of all your friends. you got along rather well with most people, but you specifically asked him. why?

"so," he hears the familiar lilt of lilia's voice, "why did [name] come all the way here for? usually you meet them elsewhere, no?"

"[name]..." he glances at the flyer crumpled in his fist, the glossy sheen marked with faint wrinkles, "has invited me out tomorrow."

"oh? tomorrow, you say?" lilia chuckles, "how interesting..."

"what's got you so excited?"

lilia eyes him carefully, before breaking out into a huge grin, "show me that invite-" after pausing for a moment to read it, he passes it back to malleus with an amused expression "-did you read what's on it?"

"there's a special menu for an event tomorrow?" malleus frowns, "what am i missing?"

"oh, it's not just any event! it's valentine's day. a little human tradition where they show affection and gratitude for people they care about, i wonder...if [name] asked you to go with them..." lilia drifts off.

"i've never been invited to such an event, much less one celebrated by humans," he mulls over lilia's words, "people they care about...? do i fit in there?"

"why not? the two of you are friends, after all-"

"-only...friends"

lilia raises an eyebrow, beyond amused by malleus' painfully obvious feelings, even if he doesn't outwardly show it - if there was something he could say to comfort malleus, then perhaps...

"but you know, this is a day you'd want to spend with a loved one. maybe [name] is planning something for you."

"plan something?" malleus looks even more curious now, "you don't mean-"

lilia laughs a little, "you should bring them a gift - and have you picked out something to wear? tomorrow is a very special day for you, after all."

you're busy scrolling through magicam, making sure to leave a comment on cater's numerous valentine's day posts, while waiting for malleus to arrive. when you asked him to come with you today, you were only looking to spend time with a new friend, one that surprisingly became quite close to you, and you were hoping he'd show up - his "thank you for the invite" yesterday didn't really make it clear to you if that meant he'd be coming.

even if he didn't show up, you told yourself not to take it too personally. he was probably busy, as important as he was. and yet...you were looking forward to spend the day with your friend. you had even stayed up last night to bake the cookies for all your closest friends - but malleus got his packed extra-special, since you were excited to hang out with him.

lost as you were in your train of thoughts, you didn't notice malleus' looming figure standing behind the bench you were sitting on. it's only when he clears his throat that your head snaps up and you realize he was probably standing there for a while.

"oh, hello!" you exclaim, a little flustered at being caught off guard, "sorry, i didn't see you there. do you want to take a seat?"

he looks around him, watching the numerous pairs of people walking about, and hesitantly sits beside you. you note he's dressed in casual wear - it's actually your first time seeing him out of the school uniform - but you can tell he has a good sense of style. you also notice a little inconspicuous box in his hands, but decide not to comment on it, wondering if he noticed the decorated box besides you.

"thank you for inviting me," he says, eyes trained to yours, "i was very pleased that you asked me. and, i'm sorry for not having realized your feelings sooner."

you're confused by his last line, but you chalk it up to him not knowing if your friendship was genuine before - not that you blamed him, him being who he is, he probably had lots of people try to exploit him.

"thanks for coming," you grin, "well, i made these yesterday, for you."

you watch as he observes the box, before gently prying it open. inside, you had painstakingly stacked the cookies neatly to ensure it didn't get mixed up. he picks up one and wordlessly stares at it, before looking at you.

"do these...spell out my name?" at your enthusiastic nod, he continues looking through the assorted display, noticing a couple of frosted heart-shaped cookies as well, and thinks of lilia's words from the day before. what were you implying?

"i made a lot, so you could share them with everyone back in the dorm too," you say, but he already knows there was no way he'd let anyone eat the hearts and the letters - even if it gave him a stomach ache, because you made them for him. you cut out the letters and the shapes and decorated them and packed them all for him. he couldn't deny the strange warmth inside him when he thought of all the work you did for him.

"thank you," he finally says, overjoyed at your gift, "it is truly a wonderful present. i brought you something as well - i picked it out myself, after much consideration," he places the box in your hands, "i hope it is to your liking. please open it when you are back in your room."

"you didn't have to get me anything, but thank you. i'm sure i'll love whatever it is, especially if you got it for me."

sometime later, you're seated in the restaurant with malleus. you had picked out a somewhat fancy place nearby nrc, one that had opened recently. as you inspect the menu closely, you spot that malleus hadn't touched it, opting to watch you instead. what really worried you was the sudden change in the menu. now, it read that for valentine's day, they were only serving large portions meant to be shared instead of individual meals. it sounded ridiculous, but you were too embarrassed to tell malleus you might have misunderstood the promotional menu, and placed an order for a dish you thought he'd like as well.

when you're served a singular large plate - shaped like a heart, too - malleus looks at the waitress questioningly, and gestures at the plate, "this is..."

"oh, for valentine's day, our couple menu only has shared meals!" at her response, he looks at you with a soft smile.

"so this is..." you catch him mumbling to himself, but you can't make out the full sentence.

you quickly rush to fix the awkward situation, "if you're not comfortable, i can order another plate or -"

"- this is perfectly fine. besides, i can't finish all this by myself. and, from this gesture," he suddenly chuckles, "yes, i understand very well now."

perplexed, you opt to begin eating quietly. you can feel him staring at you, and it makes you oddly uncomfortable. was he judging you for picking out a place that was obviously catering to couples? you could have sworn the flyer didn't say anything about shared meals, it only had a special dessert menu for today, but it was too late now to do anything about it.

after the meal, the two of you walk around for a while, where malleus insists on getting almost anything he saw so he could 'remember today' but you managed to convince him that getting matching keychains and going to a photo booth was enough. at least he looked happy, despite everything else. by the time the sun began to set and you had to go back, you were tired, but it had been a good day out. malleus was very interested in everything you had to say and you learned more about him as well.

he disappears into the darkness, soft spots of lights the only indication he was there at all as you walked back into your room. inside, you carefully peel off the wrapped packaging and lift off the cover from the box. inside, you find a little toy, one you remembered malleus carrying around with him. if you recall correctly, he called it gao-gao dragon kun. it looked just like his, but in your favorite colour, and your name was printed on the back. grinning, you turned it on, ready to play with it.

"how was it?" malleus was greeted by lilia's excited tone the minute he materialized back in the dorm.

he smiles to himself, "[name] made me cookies, and -"

"and?"

"they didn't say anything, but there's hearts" he opens up the box to show lilia, "and the food was called a couple's menu-"

lilia quietly listens to his recollection of the day, noting how excited he sounded. his little meddling, one that malleus and [name] would never hear of, paid off well.

lilia nods along, "and the toy?"

malleus brightens up at the mention of it, "yes, i gave it to them. does it really tell me where [name] is at all times?"

"i had it custom made for you, there's a tracker inside so you always know where they are, as long as they have it with them. i'll teach you how to use it," lilia remarks.

a few hours later, you're snuggled up in your bed and malleus is staring at bright screens, delighted by the blinking light that marked your location. technology was truly impressive, and a lot more subtle than magic spells.

inspired by malleus' valentine's response card :> very self-indulgent

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Delights in Bites Masterlist

This is a masterlist of requests I did for the blog event Delights in Bites! They are all pieces written from a “character + emoji” prompt.

The initial Delights in Bites event ended in August 2021, but it may make a comeback for future runs of Master Chef. (Please wait for an announcement before sending in more Delights in Bites requests.)

Heartslabyul

Riddle + 🍨 (romantic)

Riddle + 🌠 (romantic)

Riddle and Sebek + 🍈 (platonic)

Trey + 🌙 (romantic)

Trey + 👓 (romantic)

Cater + ☀️ (platonic)

Cater and Malleus + 🐱 (romantic)

Ace + 🍭 (platonic)

Ace + ✨ (romantic)

Deuce + 🐰 (romantic)

Deuce + 🔥 (platonic)

Savanaclaw

Leona + 🥒 (platonic)

Leona +🎖 (romantic)

Ruggie and Riddle + 🌻 (platonic)

Ruggie + 🌼 (romantic)

Jack + 🍐 (romantic)

Octavinelle

Azul + 🥂 (romantic)

Azul + 🎲 (romantic)

Azul, Idia, and Ortho + ❄️ (platonic)

Jade + 🍹 (romantic)

Jade + 🎂 (romantic)

Jade and Floyd + 🌮 (platonic)

Jade and Rook + 🦷 (platonic)

Floyd + 🍄 (platonic)

Scarabia

Kalim + 🧸 (romantic)

Kalim and Jamil + 🐍 (platonic)

Kalim and Jamil + 🐛 (romantic)

Jamil + 🍓 (romantic)

Jamil and Azul + 🤒 (romantic)

Jamil and Azul + ♟ (romantic)

Jamil and Azul + 🐛 (platonic)

Pomefiore

Vil + 🖊 (romantic)

Vil + ✨ (romantic)

Vil + 📚 (romantic)

Rook + 🧢 (romantic)

Rook + 📚 (romantic)

Rook and Epel + 🍎 (platonic)

Rook and Deuce + 🍋 (romantic)

Ignihyde

Idia + 💄 (romantic)

Idia + 🔇 (romantic)

Idia and Ortho + 💐 (platonic)

Diasomnia

Malleus + 🌌 (romantic)

Malleus + 🍦 (romantic)

Lilia and Silver + 🛹 (platonic)

Lilia and Najma + 🎶 (platonic)

Silver + 🩰 (romantic)

Silver + 🦋 (romantic)

Sebek + 🐟 (romantic)

Sebek + ⚔️ (romantic)

Staff & Side Characters

Neige + 🧴 (romantic)

Neige + 👸 (romantic)

Jamil and Najma + 🎬 (platonic)

Jamil and Najma + 🍦 (platonic)

Vil and Che’nya + 🎠 (platonic)

Crowley and Crewel + 🏝 (platonic)

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✧ TWISTED WONDERLAND MASTERLIST━

check out the mini prompt event (i) drabbles here!

key: ◎ - (implied/explicit) nsfw themes; mdni

this masterlist includes drabbles, oneshots and headcanons. for more twst-themed content on my blog, scroll through the # twst🐟 tag !!

✧ HEARTSLABYUL

♡ riddle

-in for a penny, in for a pound (ii); continuation to part one of fake dating twst

♡ ace

-trapped!; meet ace! your junior, your friend, your...stalker?

♡ deuce

-in for a penny, in for a pound (ii); continuation to part one of fake dating twst

✧ OCTAVINELLE

♡ azul

-monopoly; there's something really bothering azul

-in for a penny, in for a pound (ii); continuation to part one of fake dating twst

✧ SCARABIA

♡ kalim

-in for a penny, in for a pound; when they play their roles too well, even you can’t tell when the act is supposed to end

✧ POMEFIORE

♡ epel

-in for a penny, in for a pound; when they play their roles too well, even you can’t tell when the act is supposed to end

♡ rook

-to hunt a h(e)art; gen y! rook hcs

♡ vil

-in for a penny, in for a pound; when they play their roles too well, even you can’t tell when the act is supposed to end

✧ DIASMONIA

♡ malleus

-intention; valentine's special

-dream (of me); the line between fantasy and reality is thin

♡ silver

-lucid; silver just can't get you out of his head

♡ sebek

-dutybound; there is nobody as devoted as sebek

-red-handed; perfect sebek, so cruel and wicked

[twistyprefect]

Good day/afternoon/evening

I return with more angler fish s/o cause come on.

angler fish life. The same three dorks who i favor deuce, sebek, azul. Here's my request, angler fish s/o who refuses to eat during lunch cause she still hasn't gotten her more carnivores manners debt with when it comes to eating aka massive no table manners)

Please and thank you plus I bring you fries this time🍟🍟🍟

-sign the 🐟

{hullo angler anon!! we stand angler fish reader honestly. what a good baby she is!! also ty for the fries 🥳💞}

Deuce Spade

Deuce doesn't really get why his partner doesn't want to eat around other people

he tries everything to get her to eat at a normal time with everyone else; he brings her favorite foods, buys her a drink from the vending machine, anything

nothing works and he eventually gives up, hoping she eventually tells him what's up

she does tell him, explaining that she's insecure about her lack of table manners since it's hard for her to control herself around food

he offers to help her figure it out, since he's seen her eat in private and doesn't think it's that bad

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul is familiar with how strange the transition from water to land can be, so he doesn't question any odd behavior from her

he does think it's peculiar that she specifically skips lunch though, since she seems ok eating most other times

she nervously explains that she thinks she'll look weird and aggressive when she eats in public

Azul nods in understanding and offers to help her get a better handle on her eating if she'd like

by half a week later, it's a lot easier for her to control herself; Azul reassures her she looks normal eating either way, but he's glad she feels more comfortable afterwards

Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek insists that his beloved partner eats breakfast, lunch, and dinner all with him

he's annoyed and confused as to why she absolutely refuses to eat in front of anyone but him

he asks her about it over and over again until she finally cracks and tells him

he's sympathetic, having known that she feels a bit like an outsider; he says there's nothing for her to feel off about, and that she still eats more controlled than half the student body

still, he lets her eat in private if that males her feel better, and even eats with her during lunch so she feels better (he makes sure Silver is awake to watch after Malleus, though)