#malleus x lily

[breadcheese444]

The Nightmare before Christmas

ⓒ encodory

[cosmic-lilies]

Who knew my little sister was a good wingman!

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Characters: Malleus, (Y/n) (gender neutral) & their family

Pairing: Malleus x (Y/n) (gender neutral)

Word count: 725

Cw: None

Preface: The day of NRC’s family event has arrived. Will this year be any different for Malleus?

Today was the day of NRC’s family event. Unfortunately for Malleus, his only relative is too busy ruling the Valley of Thorns to accompany him. He started walking back to his dorm not because he envied the other students, but because everything was too noisy for his liking. Before entering the Hall of Mirrors, however, he felt a slight tug on his cape. After turning around & looking down, he saw a little girl staring at him.

            “Wow… Are those horns real, mister?”

            To his surprise, she didn’t express fear toward him. On the contrary, she looked at him with wonder. “They are real, young one. Why do you ask?”

            With increased excitement, she asked “Can I touch your horns? I’ve never touched dragon horns before!”

            After a moment of being taken aback, Malleus chuckled. “To think that you, a human child, would be so bold as to ask such a question. I’ll allow it.” Getting on one knee, he lowered his head & patiently waited as she felt his horns.

            The little girl couldn’t believe how they felt. “So smooth. How do you take care of them, mister?”

            “I only utilize a shower brush & soap.” Malleus eventually stood back up. “By the way, young one. Where are your parents? I certainly hope that they are nearby.”

            “Ummm… They’re at the headmage’s office, I think” was her response.

            “This is a concerning matter. I shall return you to your parents at once.” With magic, Malleus now had her in his arms.

            She whined “But I’m hungry! I want food now!”

            “I’m afraid I have no snacks with me. Your parents could take you to the cafeteria, although it may be crowded.” With that, Malleus teleported to the front of Crowley’s office & knocked on the door with one hand while holding the little girl with his other arm.

            A faint “I’m afraid I’m currently busy” from Crowley could be heard behind the doors.

            “Mom. Dad. Are you two almost done? I’m getting hungry” asked the little girl.

            A second later & the doors burst open, revealing a visibly frightened woman. “Young lady! How did you sneak out of the office?! Don’t ever do that again!” Taking the little girl in her arms, she looked at Malleus. “I can’t thank you enough for returning my daughter. I am ashamed to have not noticed her disappearance.”

            “No need to thank me, ma’am.” Upon seeing (Y/n), he couldn’t help but smile. “It’s wonderful to see you, Child of Man. How are you on this noisy day?”

            “Tsunotauro! I’m doing fine, thank you.”

            “Tsuno… tarou? Child of… Man? Huh” the poor little girl found herself confused.

            (Y/n) proceeded to clarify the reason behind the nicknames. “His real name is Malleus.”

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            “Oh, is he the guy that you said was handsome?”

            (Y/n) felt the world around them collapse. “Chiara! Don’t say that!”

            If Malleus wasn’t paying attention, he certainly was now. “Hoh? Is that what you truly think of me, Child of Man?” His smirk only grew as (Y/n)’s face became redder.

            “They sure do! They think you’re a really, really nice guy too” responded Chiara. 

It would not take long for Malleus to sit on a chair, listening to Chiara talk about her older sibling’s romantic feelings for him. 

Mr. & Hrs. (L/n) were busy talking to Crowley.

            (Y/n) was slowly perishing. Great 7. What have I done to deserve this punishment?

            After the meeting with Crowley was over, (Y/n)’s family & Malleus left the office.

            “Child of Man. I’m afraid I must return to my dormitory to rest. If you could visit me sometime today, I would be most grateful.” With that, Malleus teleported back to his dorm room. He couldn’t help but feel giddy knowing his Child of Man loved him the same way he loved them.

            (Y/n) looked at Chiara with a grumpy expression “Chiara, why did you embarrass your older sibling like that?”

            “Because my big sibling deserves a happy ending” said Chiara with pride.

            (Y/n) couldn’t help but imagine a life with Malleus. From having a grand wedding to growling old with him, (Y/n) chuckled realizing that they sounded like a hopeless romantic. They expressed their desire to go to the cafeteria not only for Chiara’s sake, but also to not confess their feelings to Malleus on an empty stomach.

Author's Note: I had no idea what name to give (Y/n)'s little sister that meant "honest" or something similar. Someone on a Discord server I'm in suggested the Italian name Chiara as it sometimes means "clear" which can be interpreted as honesty. I like the name since it's cute & it shows how brutally honest Chiara is. XD

[pandoa]

cheeky kiss!!

when you kiss them on the cheek as a thank you

~headcanons~ ~twisted wonderland x gender neutral reader~

requested by anon~✰

red. all you see is red. his cheeks are red, his ears are red, sevens, even his nose is red at the feeling of your lips pecking his cheek. you didn't think it was even physically possible to be that flushed in the face, but yet here he is doing just that. he stares blankly, unresponsive to anyone and anything as he appears as if a wire had been cut loose from head, malfunctioning like a computer’s blue screen of death. the only difference is that he is a deep shade of scarlet. the spot where you kissed feels like a spark on his skin and he’s simply too frozen to move. please give him a warning of sorts before doing that again. for his own safety. please.

deuce spade, epel felmier, IDIA SHROUD

he acts nonchalant but on the inside he's a muttering mess. there's simply no losing his cool around you, that he will ensure will never happen. he brushes off your kiss with a wave of his hand, acting as if your little action didn't faze him at all. it's no problem, prefect, he'd tell you with a charming smile. a smile you'd think would mean that he didn't mind your gesture. though, if you're observant enough, there's a slight chance you'll get to see the quickening of his heartrate, the fluttering of his stomach, as his heart seems to pump directly through his chest each minute he spent with you. all that is left is for your own blindness to finally see.

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS, ace trappola, ruggie bucchi, AZUL ASHENGROTTO, JAMIL VIPER, MALLEUS DRACONIA

he kisses you back. did you really think you could do that without expecting one in return? silly prefect~ things like these should be shared (with only you of course)! the moment he feels your peck on his cheek and an adorable thank you coming from the lips that had just kissed him, he immediately draws close to your face and kisses you back. pulling away, he seems satisfied by the outcome of his actions. oh? (y/n), your cheeks are incredibly red! he laughs as he pokes your face. do you enjoy the tables being turned on you~?

cater diamond, FLOYD LEECH, jade leech, kalim al-asim, VIL SCHOENHEIT, ROOK HUNT, LILIA VANROUGE

he smiles at you. sweet and gentle like a lily of a valley, his smile alone sends waves of enchantment through your mind as the light from the sun causes the grinning eyes of the young man to shine along with the whites of his teeth, practically blinding you. you feel like you're staring at an angel. sevens, maybe even a prince. his reaction is just simply too pure for his own good; you didn't expect your actions to come with such beautiful consequences at all. he continues smiling at you, paying no mind to the way you seem to look up at him in awe, and nods his head with a swift the pleasure is mine to his lips. you can't even tell if he's doing it on purpose anymore. perhaps you'd be better not knowing at all. for your heart's sake, that is.

cater diamond, trey clover, jade leech, azul ashengrotto, KALIM AL-ASIM, VIL SCHOENHEIT, rook hunt, SILVER

he's fine. dandy. marvelous. magnificent. he's totally not blubbering and flailing his arms around like a fish out of water, oh no siree, not today. that's just what friends do to thank each other, right? RIGHT???? he continues to sputter nonsense into the air as you stare, amused, and loses touch of whatever self-awareness he has left. whether he's in denial or just plain dense, the young man wishes to do whatever it takes to not make a fool of himself. in front of you, at that. though, all seems to be for naught as he begins to cough and choke on his own breath attempting to do his best in waving a composed “goodbye” to you, the prefect. he also totally did not fall flat on his poor nose trying to walk away from you once the exchange was over. totally.

DEUCE SPADE, jack howl, EPEL FELMIER, IDIA SHROUD, SEBEK ZIGVOLT

he questions your sanity. bold move of you, prefect. bold move. he's genuinely surprised at your actions, especially when most would avoid being so close to him in that way if it was the last thing they'd do. it's not everyday that you get kissed by a certain prefect. your ability to do whatever your mind had set on causes him to look at you with an expression of both astoundment and amusement. it's refreshing to see someone like you in twisted wonderland, if he were to be honest. aside from that, however, he's completely fine. if you're plan was to fluster the young man, then he wishes you luck for next time.

leona kingscholar, JADE LEECH, MALLEUS DRACONIA

a/n: idk about u but i would need a literal STOOL to reach some of these boys 💀

[malleusdraconiasbf]

True Love’s Kiss

M!reader x Malleus Draconia, Reader is partially inspired by Stephan from the Maleficant movies.

A small hair ornament was the last he possessed of him; it had a peculiar shape, resembling one of a butterfly‘s, made of the finest of silvers and its rims decorated with the rarest of jewels. He had hidden it out of plain sight, placing it deep inside the drawer by his desk. This way, He had thought, he would never have to set his eyes on the cursed object again— one tainted with the past, because after all, Malleus didn’t like the bittersweet feeling of nostalgia.

His hand rested on the handle of the drawer— feeling the cold and smooth surface on his bare skin. Malleus gave it a final thought before pulling it open, he was greeted with the usual sight; notes and books.

Suddenly a small object fluttered out of the drawer. When the hair ornaments had not just flown, but even landed on the shoulder of the prince, saying that he was surprised was an understatement. As if it had a mind of its own, the silver butterfly landed, flapping its wings twice before flying in the direction where the door stood. When it noticed Malleus hadn’t done what it wanted, it stopped midtrack before flying back — pulling on his sleeve in the direction it was originally heading. Malleus stared perplex, unknowing what to do, while the butterfly mustered up all its strength to pull on his sleeve one last time. As if feeling its desperation, Malleus decides to do as instructed and followed the sentient hair ornament.

It led a path, one he wasn’t sure where it would bring him. He walks carefully, taking in his surroundings. The sun had already set, and darkness had already blanketed all across its lands; the only remaining light source on this path being that of the butterflys, as it shimmered alongside the moon and the stars.

Unexpectedly the journey came to a halt, the hair ornament landed back on Malleus’ shoulder. The building in front of him was one he had never seen before— Its age and history showing within the condition the prince found it in, nature had already attempted to return and break its material back to what it once was. Malleus reaches out, before gently pushing the gate open.

Vines, flowers, and ivy had already decorated the cathedral-like building— it was unmistakably a place that had very few visitors, but he didn't mind, he liked the solace in places such as this. He had thought of this as nothing more than another abandoned building he would explore.

The sound of his footsteps was the only thing to be heard. There was a narrow path that led to the main entrance. Without much force, the door pried open revealing its insides. Just like the exterior, the interior was pleasant to look at. Many intricate frescoes adorned the walls and ceiling, each painted with care and thought by a skilled artisan.

The space within was vast— high-vaulted ceilings held up by towering pillars; a combination of both created a sense of grandeur and awe. Malleus was taken aback, as this place did not look to be abandoned. Fresh flowers decorated the hall, smelling intoxicatingly sweet.

Suddenly the butterfly left his side again— flying toward the heart of the building. It landed on an object of peculiar shape, wrapped in a dark velvet fabric. Without much thought, Malleus approaches the object— each step careful as not to crush the bouquets of fresh orchids and lilies laying on the ground. His pale hand that seemed to illuminate under the moonlight, reaches out for the velvet before removing it in one swift motion.

Malleus’ eyes widen, an unexpected face appeared; one he was familiar with and had grown fond of in the past, one that was especially strange to see under these circumstances. Behind the glass panel was the face of his beloved— no this couldn’t be. It had been nearly five centuries— surely a mere human wouldn’t be intact for that long, not in this condition. It was as if the one within the coffin was in a deep state of slumber; nothing pointed to the cause of death, nothing was decomposing, not a single sign of discomfort that he might’ve had before his death lingered in his face nor in his aura— it was truly as if he was just asleep.

Malleus’ thoughts were interrupted with a loud thud. The sentient hair ornament had flown against the glass, as if not learning a lesson it continued flying against it, only to be rejected again and again. “Do you wish to return to your owner?” he asked even tho he knew the answer; after all this was everything that (M/n) left behind for him, this very piece of jewelry. Magical clouds began circling the coffin, Malleus motioned with his finger before lifting the case with a spell. Immediately, the butterfly rushes to (M/n)’s side— nuzzling against the crook of his neck as if it searched for a warmth the corpse couldn't provide.

Before him stood evidence that the hatred Malleus bore deep within his heart, whom he directed at this individual, had emerged from a false accusation : It wasn't (M/n) who parted with him, it was death himself who had taken him by force.

As he watched the butterfly readjust it's position, Malleus’ heart grew numb, his mind hazy and his body heavy. He now wished (M/n) had lived the life he had imagined for him: One where he got to witness all the wonders of life, achieve all the goals he had told him about on that faithful night under the night sky, and most importantly, one where his body grew and changed alongside him.

But this (M/n) laying so lifelessly before Malleus, looked no older than when he last saw him.

Malleus sits down on the edge of the coffin— his head hung low. He had known for a long time that it was impossible for (M/n) to return, after all it's been centuries, but now he was being forced to face it head on, the tiny amount of hope he had, borne by denial was crushed.

“Child of man, I wasn't able to bid you farewell during our last meeting, so I shall make it up to you this time..” He spoke, his voice echoing throughout the halls in an eerie manner. The prince leans down, gently tucking (M/n)’s hair before placing a soft kiss on his forehead. “Rest well, my dear (M/n)” he whispers, before pulling away.

word count: 1k

[yomogi-mogi-mochi]

Beloved Gift (Beloved Thy Name II)

Parings: Lilia x Dullahan MC

Summary: Triumphing over your siblings on the human farm situated in the far corners of Briar Valley, you are implanted with the essence of the Tree of Eternity, gaining unmatched abilities in regeneration. When your Warden finds that the experiment is a success, you are promptly sold to the fae army as a weapon of destruction‒ a position you answer to with animal violence, much to the content of your handlers and the fae army, who name you Dullahan, after the myth of the headless reaper. When you come across the infamous Lord Lilia, great commander of the Fae army‒ he takes you under his wing, gifting you morsels of peace even with death on the horizon. You are simply taken with the sweet songs and sugary words which fall from his mouth‒ echoing them in the heart in your chest that did not feel like yours. Angst but happy/sweet ending bc if I get no comfort I'll implode

(Part II To Beloved Thy Name, can be read as standalone but will make more sense if you read the first part)

Domestic bliss, talks of death, reminders of war- your typical baby-acquiring journey in the Twisted Wonderland World. MC/Reader is based off of Dullahan like the first part.

TW: Mentions of human experimentation and manipulation (neither is enacted by twst characters), war, and death. Mostly domestic bliss though but a twinge of angst

GN Terms for MC

AO3 Link Here // Part I Here (AO3 Link)

Masterlist

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“Are we really going to take this child in? Young master will surely‒ ” 

You gesture towards the human child, swaddled and sound asleep in your partner's arms. Small was all you describe it as, if not‒ fragile. Such things were not allowed to grow past their frailty at the farm, so to see its breath swell and fall in its impossibly tiny chest filled you with anxiety, dread‒ the kind which placed your body far from that small, small body, lily pure so long that you did not meet with it. Instead of resting your hands near your sides, ready to unsheathe the blade at a moment’s notice, you opt to keep them tucked into your chest, feeling the leathers of your armor squeak against the friction. Distance, you remind yourself in every way possible. It would be the only thing that would keep your hands from polishing the memories of violence that ran vivid like the blood under your skin. 

“We can’t possibly leave him here in this crumbling castle. It’s far too dangerous.” Lilia flashes a smile. “Malleus would be delighted to have a curious little thing around.” 

The grip on your arm tightens, you feel nauseous being next to the fair haired thing. "We don’t know the first thing about raising a human. What if we- “

“Well…If you say. I guess we can just leave him here. Alone.” Lilia turns on his heels, leaving the crying child to his devices. Your stomach turns at this‒ your eyes flicker to the crumbling integrity of the castle, the bleeding prussian blue that darkens the skies. 

“Wait!” Your partner turns around before your hand even meets his shoulder. A sly smile dipped on his lips, he listens. “I’m just…not sure this is a good idea.”

“Why not? You’ve been so good with Malleus as a child. A human baby can’t be any worse than a fire-breathing dragon fae, can they?” 

“Young master is a prince. This is close. Too close.” You attempt to reason. “Humans are so fragile. They get sick, they break‒ everything you do to them is damage. And might I remind you who I‒” 

“Ah, you fret too much dear‒ you’re human, you’ve made it this far. How hard could it be with this little thing?” He was already pressing his face closer into the swaddle‒ there was no reasoning with him when he had already made a decision. 

You sigh. The distant calls of your name seem to close in on you‒ creeping a lover’s breath away from your neck. Dullahan. You keep your distance as he carries it all the way home, bathes it, feeds it milk that night, and tucks it in next to him in your shared bed. You opt for the floor, as you did before when you lived in your Warden’s quarters. 

“What will we do about tomorrow? You must report to the castle and I must do the same.”

Lilia smiles, you know the way one of the corners of his lips curve a certain way to show something you both relish and dread. Mischief. “I’ve already sent a message about you being sick for the rest of the week‒ and look at these books I’ve borrowed from Baul on human child care!” He points to the large stack of books on the windowsill, a tired looking raven tucked next to it. Ah. That’s what that was all about. He gives you a firm thumbs-up. “You’ll be fine!” 

Burrowing your face into your hands, you groan‒ the infant responds to the noise you made, reaching his small hands towards your face from the bed. You lift it to see his aurora eyes, gleaming with innocence. 

“See? He already likes you.” 

So, your day ends and begins, unusually‒ with a silver haired baby.

You keep your distance from it for the first hour, hour and a half‒ afraid to touch or break it.

Then it cries, it cries and cries and cries. Its energy is endless it seems, as he shows the pink of his throat for hours and hours. You try everything‒ bouncing him up and down like the books say, giving him milk and warm food. Still, he is restless in his vengeance it seems, and everything you give to him he cries and slaps from your hands. You spend at least half an hour cooking down some apples to make him a sweet treat, maybe with some of those ginger snap cookies Lilia liked. He throws them across the room as soon as they’re in his reach, and you falter at the thought of having to do dishes and still somehow calm him. 

You realize you’re at the end of the rope when you start making funny faces at him in an attempt to entertain him, or at least cease the crying. Still, the screaming, the kicking, the sobbing. 

“What do you want little one? Please‒ I don’t understand what you need‒ just‒ just tell me!”

He continues to cry despite the tears welling in your own eyes, you crouch to his level and get nose to nose with his sobbing. He begs to be released from the small chair you fashioned for him to see if that would stop the screaming‒ but even at floor level, he cries and cries, babbling at your feet.

“I am sorry I cannot provide what you wish for‒ I don’t understand. Is there something I’m missing?” You pull at the root of your hair with one hand while on the floor. You crouch inwards into yourself. “Please, please, please. What am I doing wrong?” 

Two knocks at the door‒ you’re filled with hope‒ Lilia, at last. He would be better suited for this job than yourself. Than Dullahan. 

“Lilia asked for me to bring some treats…Is that the child?” 

“Young Master.” You bow quickly, attempting to raise your tired voice over the incessant screaming. “I apologize for Lili’a behavior. I would have gone myself, I just‒” You look at the darkness beginning to overtake the sunset filtering through the windows, the mess of the kitchen, the floor, the table, the bed. Everywhere‒ a proof of your failure. 

“I have no excuse for this mess. I‒” You look at the angry red streaks running down the plush skin of the child, guilt rising inside of you. “I have failed the task Lilia has given me. I apologize.” 

The majesty sets down the basket of fruits on the table, brushing away the crumbs that sat upon it. “I had an empty slot in my schedule, and I was curious about this human child.” He sits, smiling. “To whom is the great Dullahan apologizing to?”

The name brushes the nape of your neck. It’s so real that you rub your palm against it, attempting to soothe it somehow, like salves against a burn. “Oh I…” Your mind spins, you remember you haven’t eaten at all today. 

“Your apology is unnecessary. But I must say, I’ve never heard you so desperate before.” He chuckles. You press your lips into a straight line, embarrassed that he heard your small meltdown before entering the house. “May I?” He points to the child, now in his cradle, still bawling. 

“Of course. I beg you to heed my warning‒ he is very fussy, he does want anything you give him.”

He remains silent, but reaches his slender hands to the child‒ brushing a small sliver of hair from his forehead before he envelops the bundle in his arms. His cries simmer to babbles, and he reaches his tear streaked face towards your majesty, reaching his hands to his face. His face flowers with joy, and for the first time in the day, you feel somewhat relaxed. 

Still, you worry. "Please be careful your majesty. Humans are quite weak, fragile. You understand how it is.”

Malleus bounces the child softly in his arms. "You talk as if you and this child are not of the same species. He’s only a younger version of your kind, is he not?”

You swallow your breath, fold your hands into each other. "Young master‒ I am different, but the same. The tree of eternity lives within me, I am built much stronger than the average human.” You gesture to the babbling child in his arms. “This one‒ he’s just a little human. They all break easily but children especially so.” 

When you rake through your memories, it does not give you mercy at the slightest. Mothers, fathers, children‒ you never brought down a blade to them‒ but the soldiers you slashed through like wheat‒ they had families too, didn’t they. You’re sure your hands would find the shape of that violence easily as you hacked through everything else, that instinct to survive doesn’t fade as quickly as they do scars, flickering with a will of its own. You look to the crescent shaped blades displayed on the wall to make sure they are not by your sides once more, finding your name‒ and your purpose. Dullahan, they seem to call to you. 

“You were this small once?” 

A small smile curves onto your lips. “Once, but I do not recall much.” Anyone who had preserved you in that shape through memory and mind had been killed by the farm‒ whether it was through the grueling training and starvation, or your will to survive. “Humans grow much quicker than fae because our lives are not as long. We are not this small for long, we do not remember much about our first years.” 

“Fascinating…human lives are that short?”

“Yes. Human lives are not long lasting. We all die eventually, of course, but human lives turn to dust quicker than you can imagine. This child will die one day…” The soft glow of the amber embedded in you aches. “As will I. And we will leave those like you behind. I apologize for that.” Baul, Malleus, Lilia. A day will come when your heart can no longer keep with the thing inside of you. Then, you will fade in their memories‒ lost. Again. 

“And to whom is the mighty Dullahan apologizing to?” His majesty reaches a gentle hand towards the child, shifting the tufts of diamond locks from the child’s face. 

“I am…” Something inside your chest feels like it's falling, and you inhale hastily as if to gasp for air. Death. You had always known it, being surrounded by it, and being its conductor with every violent swing of the blade. It was never any attachment to life that you felt had been lodged in every moment of that animal brutality, but survival. To come out of everything alive. What was the difference between life and alive, again? Lilia had taught you the words, pointing to the two while you circled them in pink, as you rolled the remaining sweetness from the barley candy he had given you earlier in your mouth. 

“I am apologizing to you, young master. For I cannot accompany you for all of your life, it seems.” 

“Will the essence of eternity not keep you alive?”

“Not forever. We humans will not ever come close to your intimacy with eternity. We’re dying every second, peeling off layer and layer until we are nothing but dust. Then, those who remember us die, and we are lost forever.” 

"The purpose of a name is not to be a prison. It is a hand we reach out in the darkness that echoes against our form, and from there we are able to distinguish the existence of ourselves. Without it, we are formless, we are lost."

Love seemed so much easier with Lilia. Perhaps it was that promise of eternity. Even if you succumb to an eternal sleep, he lives, on and on. Selfish, you think. You swallow that feeling deep down. 

“That’s a shame. I rather enjoy your company, (Name).” 

You bow. “It is an honor, young master.” 

He motions you to rise, handing you the child once more. “Why won’t you call me by my name‒ Lilia does so. Your histories with me are equally long‒ and I’ve permitted it before, encouraged, even.”

A smile dips into your features. “Young master, I mean no offense.” The child begins bubbling with tears, and you grip your own arm, squeezing the flesh below the leather. You’re truly not fit for this. “This distance is necessary. I would not ever wish to hurt you.” 

The child fusses once more, wriggling out of Malleus’ embrace. You offer your hand, and he simmers down once more, like the watery look of his eyes meant nothing. 

“Is that what you wanted? To be held?” You realize. 

“I’m sorry. My hesitation caused you a lot of pain and suffering. It’s not supposed to be that way, is it?” His eyelids dip dowards, flickering. He soon falls asleep in your arms. “I’m not suited for this, am I?”

“I’m very sorry it had to be me.”

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The next day is better, you attribute it to Malleus’ abilities, the lullaby he sings in honor of his mother‒ something familiar, warm, alive. The two of you go out to the forest, and you chuckle at the way he reaches towards every flower, every fairy that dances in the air, every leaf that blows in the wind. You press a flower to his mouth, and one in your own. 

"Honeysuckle. Lilia taught me that word, it's sweetness. And now I'll teach it to you."

The baby babbles again, reaching for another tuft of the flowering bush. You pick one with your fingers and let him take it from your hands to suckle the sugary sap again. 

"Hm. It doesn't seem you're one for words. That's alright, neither was I. I can teach you more." 

His small cheeks rise with that, flushed a perfect pink, reaching towards your face again. 

“I thought I would find you here.” 

You’re startled for a moment, squeezing the bundle in your arms, before you relax into Lilia’s gaze. 

“When did you…” 

“Just now. I remembered you liked to always take me here to harvest the flowers for honey. And I always burned it when you weren’t looking.” He chuckles. 

You laugh with him, always. “I remember. I won’t let you near that kitchen again. Or a pot or pan for that matter.”

“You wound me, beloved.” Your heart soars at his words. “How is the little one?”

You sigh a bit, but keep the bittersweet smile curved onto your features. “He cries, a lot. Like Young Master always had. He needs to be held all the time.” His small eyes flicker towards a passing butterfly. “Oh‒ and he likes honeysuckle. I’ve taught him the word today.” 

“Hm. He doesn’t seem that much for words yet‒”

“That’s what I thought a moment ago, but neither was I.”

“Neither were you.” He says fondly. A breathy laughter from the two of you follows. 

“Shall we walk?” He reaches a hand towards you, and you take it. 

A moment or two of peace pass‒ but the quiet brings you back to your conversation with Malleus. 

“Will the essence of eternity not keep you alive?”

“Not forever.” 

“Lilia, how long do your kind live?” 

He laughs a bit at your question. “A couple of centuries. A thousand years, and even more on the longer end. Why are you asking me such silly questions? You’ve been with me this whole time.”

“I…” You hesitate. Distance, that is your impulse. But the desire to be closer to him floods with that thought. “I feel the power of this essence growing weaker every day. I don’t know how long…” 

You don’t look to his expression, but you feel his surprise. “I see.” 

The two of you walk the rest of the way in silence, until you see the cliff the two of you always frequented, the apple trees dipping their fruit in the skies near your heads. The sun kisses the land, enclosing you in its fading warmth. 

You reach towards the velvet hills, and the gossamer warmth that blankets over them. You imagine they roll through this earth eternally, enveloping the world in the warmth of soil and sun. You break the silence. 

“Doesn’t love feel easier this way, Lilia?” You hold the child higher in the air, letting him a wider expanse to the brilliance in front of you, ever extending, eternal. 

He smiles, like always. “You’re easy to love.” 

“I mean love, in general. It’s hard for me to remember I am here, alive. But when I remember this eternity, one that stretches far beyond me‒ my love for you, and perhaps this little one as well‒ propels me forward. I feel like I could love everything. Devour the earth and the skies.” 

You sit, a bit embarrassed from your outburst, but Lilia seems in a better mood, leaning against your form when you place yourself next to him on the lush grass. 

“You still have time?” 

‘As much as this thing inside of me allows.” The amber flickers. “I feel it growing weaker everyday.” 

He thinks for a moment, you see the contemplation wash over his face like a cool shadow. He looks beautiful this way‒ in every way he’s taught you, and you can’t help but to stare. “How about love?”

It surprises you. “What about it?"

“How about your love for me‒ will you still have it?” 

A way to describe eternity. Poets, bards, and artists have tirelessly tried. “If I could harvest the moon and put my love in its place, I would.” 

“You haven’t changed one bit.” He snickers, flickering his flushed face to the skies. “Then. Time is all I need. I have your love, and I have you here right now.” 

The baby babbles, sounding out pieces of Lilia’s laughter, and yours. Your dearest smiles, sweeping a snowy lock curled onto his forehead. 

"What should we call him?"

You think, pressing your fingers on top of Lilia's which rests on the baby's head. His glassy eyes look up at you, rounded and polished with their innocence. Silver. You think. His hair, his eyes, his laugh, his warmth. 

Beautiful‒ "it means something shines in your eyes and you love it‒ even if it burns". His hair and the tint of his eyes catch the light in a radiant way, flaring in an aurora of colors. Silver. Silver. You sound out in your head, imagine calling to it in your own voice, then Lilia’s‒ taking shape, finding its small body in the bundle in your arms. 

"I think Silver. Simple, but fitting."

"Hello, little Silver." Lilia reaches a finger to the small of Silver's hand, he wraps the finger with the warmth of his skin. "Nice to meet you, call me father." He shakes it up and down. "Beloved, it's your turn."

You chuckle, reaching a finger to him as well, which he softly grasps between the plush of his palms. You feel a heartbeat moving delicately under his flesh. "Nice to meet you, fair Silver." You do the same as Lilia, up and down. "Call me (Name). The name is a gift from your father, and it will be a gift from you as well‒ if you will call me by it.”

The heat of the sunset cools, the fireflies beginning to wane in and out, flickering their light across the hills like stars. Lilia envelopes your hand in his own, sharing his warmth from his heart to yours. Love seems easy. 

[zstargalaxy]

Hello! could we please see part 2 of Litleo!mc pleeease

TWISTED WONDERLAND X POKEMON

Grown Up Cheka x Pyroar MC

Continuation to this post : Part 1

All throughout your life you know that you were missing something...you were missing them.

Though you were young at the time, those lingering memories of magic, Overblot, Chaos and friends back in Twisted Wonderland had never left your mind.

So your determination, sweat and tears were finally paid off when you had caught found one of a way back to Twisted Wonderland during your journey to catch Giratina.

With Giratina's help, you were able to come travel between two worlds while also being able to reconnect with old friends from long ago.

You couldnt believe how much they have change.

And they couldnt believe how much YOU had change.

To think that the small little tyke from tem years ago has grown into a fine yet fierce young lady with already having a reputation as one of the strongest trainers in her home region.

Though they were shock and confused when you had told them that you were now a Pyroar, the evolve form of Litleo.

With some explanation, and a (mixed emotions) conclusion that it is similar to Puberty, they all congratulate you as they remmebered how you always wish to become a strong Pyroar twelve years ago while you in return congrats them with their own accomplishments aswell.

Like Riddle becoming a renowned Healer while also having some freedom of his own from he's mom, Deuce becoming a Law Enforcer, Azul becoming a great businessman, Kalim becoming the head of his family's own business, Jamil's Travelling, Epel helping with he's family's farm and so on.

Lilia sobbed that he no longer can adopt you like he had tried numerous times when you were still a little Litleo all those years ago with Malleus, Sebek and Silver holding him back from getting those adoption papers.

Speaking of Lilia, he was touch when he had meet your Noivern, Lily, who you had raised from a little Noibat.

Atleast it was self explanatory to you why you subconsciously name her Lily...

Well, atleast Malleus would take a look at how a dragon-type looks like from yoir world.

All of them had the privilege to see your full team as they gaze in wonder and suprise at how strong these pokemon are, especielly since it would be considerd great feat with magical and special creatures that arent normal can be hard to tame here.

Delfox, Persian, Mightyena, Midday Form Lycanrock, Noivern and Lopunny are the members of your team, and now Grim, who has been under Crewel-Senpei's car for the past twelve years, is gonna join the team now that you had come back to him.

He and Persian would probably rivals for your attention.

Leona cant help but swell in pride at how far you have gone since he had last saw ya.

You and the Savannaclaw Trio would probably have one of the most wholesome Reunion ever.

Ruggie messed with your hair as commented how the little cub had finally gotten her claws, chuckling to you that you were so adorable and troublesome back then~

You and Jack quickly became proper sparing partners, interested on how battles work for gijinkas like you back at your home world.

Even though he didnt show it through that tired and smirking face, he is proud on how far you are now, from a Litleo to a Pyroar, and that you have a strong team with ya to make sure of it.

"Better not to let your guard down, Cub."

"Wouldnt think of it, Mister Pyroar~"

Ruggie is really rubbing of ya.

Yet Leona isnt exactly prepared for when you and he's nephew meet again.

Cheka was practically jumping physically and mentally in joy when he was told that you had come back.

He knew that you werent just a figment of he's childhood imagination!

He literally pounce and hug onto you like there was no tomorrow with great strength that he had gotten over training.

Oh Arcerus, he has grown.

He has a lean yet a very built frame, matured yet recognizable face features and he's signature fiery hair has grown to the same length as that of he's Father and Uncle.

Two of you hit it off immediately once again just like when you two were kids.

You even meet he's two other friends, a Warthog and Meerkat beastman, during a tour through the Afterglow Savanah.

The three boys quickly were amazed at your pokemon when you show them, eyes shined in awe at how marvelous and powerful your partners are.

You even decided to show them how a Pokemon battles like with your partners and your own self.

The only words they could muster is wow.

Cheka knew that you were interasting from the start! And now look at you!

You two decided to even prank your other two friends by stalking like predators in the blades of grass and than pounce on them, making the meerkat and warthog scream in shock and horror.

The four of you ended up in a game of chase with you and Cheka riding ontop of Noivern as a result.

Falena and he's wife chuckled at the sight of you two being so close, already knewing of whats to come next in the near future.

It kinda reminds them on how they used to be before they were married.

For old times sake, during a small outing in a near by lake with lush greenary, you use ember on some uncook barbecue and gave one to Cheka as you gave some of the rest to your pokemon.

That trick was and still is the best.

Cheka decided to play a little trick on you, by swinging onto the lake and pulled you in once you had look for him in the body of water.

As a fire-type, it wasnt exactly easy nor good to bath nor swim in water so you quickly came back up the surface in a wet state as Cheka came along after with he's hair sticking to he's face.

You playfully glared and push him back onto the waters as you remove your hairband to fix your hair.

The heir couldnt stop staring at your current state of wet yet slick hair and soft facial features as you comb your hair and put it back up as a ponytail.

"Take a picture it will last longer"

Your teasing caused you and Cheka to have another chasing game until he had pounce and made you two roll down a small hill and then onto soft grass.

Laughter and chuckles filled the air that came from the two of you as you stayed in your postion of Cheka being above you and you being below him.

You two stayed there for a few moments, enjoying the peaceful surroundings and taking a breather from the chase you two had.

Cheka was quickly pulled back when he was kissed at cheek, you chuckling at he's adorable reaction until he returned the gesture.

The silent area didnt need words to tell that the two of you are enamored with eachother ;)

[liviavanrouge]

Vlad x Livia daughter

Layena Sakurai Vanrouge

Nickname[s]: Yaya(By Vlad), Yena(By Silver, Lilia), Mini Beastie(By Malleus and Maleficia), Baby Rose(By Vlad), Mini Hunter(By Leona and Falena), Lala(By others)

Birthday: February 20th

Species: Night Fae

Age: 3-10

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Family-

Great Grandparent(s): Lumion, Scone, Spencer, Mandrake, Tarza, Mary, Honey

Grandparent(s): Thea, Lilia, Rosalie, Ambert

Great Uncle(s): Cobra, Wolfsbane, Duke, Benjamin, Lilac, Jalor, Larkson, Jun, Henry

Great Aunt(s): River, Springlily, Dew, Harla, Duchess, Sierra, Vinaya

Uncle(s): Dylan/Andro, Felix, Crimson, Cap, Juniper, Ralph, Golden, Silver, Shadow, Kuro, Copper, Jasper, Wolf, Circuit, Iguana, Crowley, Dusk, Diaval, Tanwen, Ryoko, Zurden, Murdock, Darson, Owl, Anab, Joax, Kina

Aunts: Silk, Lavender, Maria, Arianna, Ozzie, Izzie, Tiki, Turtle, Lily, Natalie, Sacha, Moon, Tukla/Tuk, Helen, Ella, Meena, Jubilee, Willowbrook, Kona

Cousin(s): Toroune, Rio, Maron, Marianna, Asher, Alan, Fidget, Vidya, Alan, Jabarri, Noalin, Barklin, Snake, unnamed cousins

Godmother: Minako( @anxious-twisted-vampire )

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Personality: Layena is an open and hyperactive child who enjoys time with her family. She tends to be clingy with certain people, especially her godmother, grandfather and Malleus. As she grows up she does become more independent, being a princess when out in public then being herself when in private. She's affectionate and not afraid to show off how smart she can really be when someone doubts her intelligence. She doesn't tolerate disrespect towards her family and pulls her mother and grandfathers signature glare on whoever is speaking nonsense.

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Trivia:

-Layena like her mother has special tastes and is picky about most food

-She picks up feint emotion sensing from her mother

-Lilia states that Layena tends to be forgetful despite being so smart

-Layena enjoys vacations in in the Afterglow Savanna or the Rose Kingdom

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"I didn't have the best life growing up, my mother passed when I was three and my father vanished on the battlefield. I stopped feeling most emotions until Livia came to me, followed by our baby. Layena Sakurai Vanrouge. I won't let her experience the same pain I did, I'll always be around for her when she needs me, I won't leave her side even when she's all grown up. I want to see her smile and hear her call my name. No matter what, I'll do what I can to protect my baby....my sweet Layana" -Vlad

[fairy-tale-writer]

Sweeter Than a Rose and Just as Beautiful

Malleus Draconia x Fem!Reader

Prompt: The reader is surveying the garden for a few flowers when her eyes settle on roses.

Note: Sorta AU to the first meeting with Malleus?

Cheers!

Grim was less than happy about your plan to renovate the Ramshackle Dorm on the weekend. He was planning on taking a lovely cat nap in the sun but instead-much to his dissatisfaction-he was currently awake and breathing in dust.

You were on your hands and knees scrubbing the hardwood floor with a bristled brush. You had swept all the floor, thrown out broken or far too worn items, mopped the floors, dusted, and lit some incense to help with the smell.

This place was almost unlivable.

"Why not just have one of your friends use their magic?" Grim mumbled as you tasked him with cleaning the chandelier.

"They all are probably very busy-and besides we got nothing better to do! Not like I can go onto social media or play video games." You mumbled the last part under your breath.

Eventually, the mysterious stains on the wood were cleaned and you sighed with relief. As you scanned the area your bedroom was much cleaner and the Headmaster was kind enough to buy you a new bed set and a few necessities.

"Ya know, this place could use something..." You thought out loud.

"Like what?" Grim asked swatting at the dust particles flying into his fur.

"Oh! Some flowers!" You spoke out loud.

"Flowers?" Grim winced.

"Plants really bring a lovely atmosphere and aroma. Let's go to the garden and pick a few!"

"Hmmm...do I have to?" The flaming cat thing grumbled.

"No Grim, you can take a break. I'll be right back."

You grabbed a woven basket on your way out and headed into the gardens...

"What flowers should I bring back home?" You mumbled to yourself.

Lilies? Not quite fitting.

Bleeding hearts? You could imagine creating something using them for Riddle later.

Forget-me-nots? Beautiful but not quite what you were looking for.

Carnations? Snapdragons?

Then your eyes settled on them.

Roses.

Their soft petals are as red as blood in perfect bloom. Your eyes widened as you almost hypnotically walked over. You knelt down in front of the bush and caressed one of the soft petals with your thumb.

You just had to have one! These would be perfect to match the color scheme of your room.

Just as you went to pluck it you were quickly reminded that roses also had a dangerous side.

"Ow!" You yelped as you quickly drew back your index finger.

A thorn had pierced through your fragile skin and a pearl of blood started to bulb.

"Roses have thorns you know," An unfamiliar voice spoke.

With a gasp of surprise, you turned your head to see someone walking into your field of vision. Their green cat-like eyes shone in the garden's gentle sun lighting and his black hair glistened like a crow's feather. His pale skin was ashen in color but only seemed to give him a more regal appearance.

Your eyes finally settled on the inhuman horns that protruded from his head making him appear taller. With a soft blush, you realized you were staring and averted your eyes back to the rose bush.

"Uh...right...sorry I got over-eager." You explained.

He continued closer, his shoes tapping against the brick floor until he crouched down beside you.

"Use these."

You hummed and looked down at his hand holding something out to you. It was a pair of clippers used to cut roses from their stems.

"Oh thank you!" You took them from him and started to snip at the best roses until you were satisfied you had the minimum amount needed without ruining the beauty of the bush itself.

"Why are you picking flowers?" The horned man questioned.

"Just to bring some atmosphere to my dorm. My friend and I have been renovating it-the Ramshackle dorm."

"So you're..."

"The new girl? The only girl in this school? Yeah, you probably know me from everyone calling me 'Girlie' or 'MC' but really my name is (Name)."

A faint smile broke out on the man's pale lips, "(Name)? Such a beautiful name."

You blushed and quickly stood, a wave of dizziness knocked into you from standing too fast but you pushed it aside.

"I have to get back to my dorm-my friend Grimm is probably waiting for me." You babbled, "Uh, what's your name so I may thank you properly?"

He stood as well and nodded, "My name is...actually, it doesn't matter. Call me whatever you wish, it was very nice to meet you."

"You too." You bowed your head before holding out the clippers to him, "These are yours."

He hummed and took them from you, a dissatisfied look crossing his face when he noticed your finger was still bloody.

"Your finger..."

"Huh? Oh! It's fine! I'll just head to the nurse and grab a bandaid." You waved it off.

He took your hand and you were rather surprised by how soft and warm his hands were. His long fingers hovered over yours before he leaned down and left a gentle kiss on your wounded finger.

You stiffened sucking in a breath but didn't say anything as his pointed tongue pressed into your wound. His kiss only lasted a few seconds but it felt like a lifetime.

When he pulled away the wound was gone.

"How...?"

"Have you heard of the power of a healing kiss?"

You blushed like a school girl at the word...kiss.

"I apologize, I did not ask for your consent." He abruptly said, mistaking your staring.

"I...I'm still adjusting to magic existing in this world." You rubbed your thumb over the tip of your finger but it was indeed gone.

"Thank you," You smiled up at him and you could see his pale cheeks turn the slightest shade of pink.

"I hope I'll see you again shortly. I need to hurry back to my dorm before Grimm gets worried." Oh, who were you kidding Grim could care less about your safe return.

Sadness seemed to flash for a second in his green eyes but he nodded and didn't stop you, "We will meet soon again...(Name)."

With a final thank you, you hurried off our of the garden.

"That girl..." Malleus said out loud, "She wasn't scared of me...?"

"(Name)...(Name), a Beautiful Rose..."...

[yuuniee]

“If you have anything to say, say it aloud and with confidence... Otherwise, it will not be heard by anyone.”

Name: Mireille “Hera” Draconia

Japanese: ミレーユ・“ヘラ”・ドラコニア

Dorm: Diasomnia 🐉

Birthday: 22th December

Age: ???

Height: 189 cm/6'1 ft

Dominant Hand: Right

Homeland: Valley of Thorns

Family: Malleus Draconia (stepbrother), Lilia Vanrouge (caretaker)

Voiced by: Ami Koshimizu

Nicknames/Aliases: Chevalier du Roi des Dragons (Rook), ??? (Floyd), Miss Mira* (Fawn), Reine Des Reptiles (“Phantom”)

Grade: Third

Class: 3-D (no. 08)

Club: Gargoyle Research Club

Best Subject: Ancient History

Hobby: Hiking

Favorite Food: Fajitas

Least Favorite Food: Eggnog

Pet Peeves: Being disturbed

Talent: Speed-reading

Appearence: Mireille is a young woman who has long purple hair that reaches down to her hips, emerald green eyes, pale skin and pointed ears and she often wears an emerald earring on her left ear.

In her school uniform, she wears the standard Night Raven College uniform with her skirt on her knees, black pantyhose and black shoes. Her hair is also put in a braid.

In her dorm uniform, she wears the normal Diasomnia dorm uniform. However, her magestone is on the handle of the sword she uses to attack her foes.

Personality: Mireille is generally closed off and cold towards other people. However, she is kind and caring towards those who she is close with. She can be blunt and straightforward to others at certain times and she may have a short temper, but she also has some sort of a ‘mom�� side of her. Basically she is the type to scold you while treating your injuries.

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Unique Magic: “Paradise of Desire”

It allows her to control the target’s dreams to her desires. She can turn it into something better or worse depending on what she wants. However, she has to have physical contact with the target. (She mainly touches their forehead.) If the target is awake, the spell will activate when they go to sleep. If they are asleep, the spell will work instantly. If they are unable to sleep, it won’t work.

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[x] [x]

Fun Facts:

Having made multiple enemies in the past for the sake of protecting herself and her family, she goes by so many different names. The most common one is Hera.

She sees Malleus more like a younger sibling she never had and would risk her life in order to protect him.

In her school uniform card’s story, it’s revealed that her favorite flowers are lilies and she says she wishes she could give them to her mother.

She loves animals, but hates it when they run away from her. We wonder why... 🤔

When Malleus feels down, she is usually the first one to come and comfort him by humming a tune or singing a lullaby while patting his head.

In her Birthday Girl story, it’s revealed that her parents lost their lives in a war so she was adopted by Malleus’s parents later as an infant. Her and Malleus basically grew up together.

(Again) In her Birthday Girl story, it’s revealed that she is interested in trying new clothing styles and wants to buy some once she graduates.

In her Union Jacket card story, it’s mentioned that she wants to go to a beach despite her skin being sensitive and can easily get damaged. When asked if she wants to do something there, she replies that the first thing she will do is going to sitting on her towel and reading her book by the sea.

(*) The nickname Fawn gave her is actually a combination of her real name (Mireille) and her fake name (Hera). She doesn’t mind her using it.

[breadcheese444]

Phantom of the Opera malleyuu save me

ⓒ encodory, won, pooyoo

[viilpstick]

Relation of ship kids with other ship kids (<-moots)

Diana: Yuuna x Vil’s kid

Maggie (@midnightmah07, Daisy x Ruggie): Diana and Maggie are friends, I don’t think that is too much to add, Diana likes Maggie, just not when the girl steals-

Kyra (@midnightmah07, Isabelle x Leona): “You could easily be a model, yk? CAN YOU BE MY MODEL???” Diana thinks Kyra is JUST BEAUTIFUL, and could easily get into the model industry 😍🙏

Binnie (@justm3di0cr3, Poppy x Epel): CONSTANTLY ASKING FOR HAIR TIPS😭😭😭 I mean; Binnie’s hair is gorgeous and Diana is all for it. But, again, not too much to comment just general friends.

Lily (@shinysparklesapphires, Che’nya x Fauna): Diana has a difficult time trying to follow up with Lily’s enthusiasm, but they are good friends.

Rosalynn: Adeline x Malleus’ kid

Maggie & Binnie: Gang energy- Rosa is the quiet, sweet kid… UNTIL, you put her in the same room as Maggie and Binnie 😭😭 But she treats both of them like her younger sisters; basically she threatens them to stay out of trouble.

Kyra: “Hello, sister-in-law.” SHE KNOWWS EVERYTHING THAT HAS BEEN GOING ON BETWEEN THEM TOO🙏🙏 Just like her mother, she knows every tea (Anthony fangirls to her every 5 second interaction he has with Kyra)

Lily: BESTIES :((( Giving off the “i talk too much x i listen everything” type of friends

Anthony: Adeline x Malleus’ kid

Maggie: Good friends, I think he tries to help her stop stealing (Daisy begs him to do so)

Binnie: THEY HATE EACH OTHER 💀💀💀 (they don’t), LIKE SRS 😰 (they rlly don’t, they just tease each other like that a lot)

Kyra: HE IS IN LOOOVE WITH HERR, would make a 50 page essay of how much she is beautiful inside and out. Sadly bc they parents are enemies, they live a Romeo and Juliet type of Romance.

Lily: “I didn’t understood…“ “What part?” “Since you said good morning to me-“ HE TRIES TO CATCH UP😭😭 HE RLLY DOES—

Coraline: Maizie x Azul’s kid

Maggie: “I get us in trouble” and the “I try to get is out”, spoiler, they never do. And promise to never tell anyone- Regardless, they are best friends.

Binnie: Official protector of Cora, she’s a little cinnamon (she is a menace to society, but they don’t know). Also best friends (best trio frfr)

Kyra: “Tony has a crush on you.” but she never will know Kyra already knows that 😭😭

[jessamine-rose]

˚✧˳⁎ Si vis amari ama ⁎˳✧˚

“If you want to be loved, love.” -Seneca

♡ Jessamine’s Twisted Wonderland masterlist

♡ Italics for nsfw/ suggestive themes!!

✿ LEONA KINGSCHOLAR ✿

♡ Reasons Why I am a Dirty Rag for Leona Kingscholar and Why You Should Consider Being One Too!!

♡ Leona Kingscholar’s Ideal Romantic Partner

✿ SEBEK ZIGVOLT ✿

♡ Sebek Zigvolt’s Fae-Human Identity and Why He Deserves All the Love in the World

♡ Zigvolt Family Theory + Headcanons:: Did Sebek Hatch From an Egg??

♡ Is Sebek’s favorite food a reference to the Grimms’ version of Sleeping Beauty??

♡ Househusband! Twst AU:: Heartslabyul ๑ Diasomnia ๑ Ignihyde ๑ Octavinelle ๑ Scarabia ๑ Savanaclaw ๑ Pomefiore

♡ Beastman headcanons - Leona, Jade, Floyd, Sebek, Rook

♡ Happy Pocky Day!! - Pocky kiss with Sebek

♡ I’m Wishing for the One I Love - NeigeVil

♡ Tunnel of Love - Valentine’s gift from Kalim

♡ Campus Tour - Student! Divus Crewel

♡ Lilia Sings at Malleus x Leona’s Wedding

♡ Jade Leech’s Guide to Fungi Cultivation

♡ Hello, Beastie - how Malleus and Sebek’s families took care of their eggs, pre-birth

♡ Once Upon a Dream - Yandere! Silver’s UM

♡ Courting the one and only Sebek Zigvolt

♡ Platonic! Yandere Ortho - Idia’s #1 wingman

♡ The Great Gwim-sama!! - Yuu’s kid and Grim

✿ LEONA KINGSCHOLAR ✿

♡ Yandere! Leona tutors his kouhai

♡ God! Leona Kingscholar + part 2 (f! reader)

♡ Incubus! Leona Kingscholar

♡ Yandere! Automaton Leona

♡ Leona’s child gives Malleus a nickname

✿ YUU DOESN’T DREAM OF A BUNNY BOY ✿

♡ Yuu Does Not Dream of a Bunny Boy Beastman - Bunny Boy! Leona

♡ Yuu Does Not Dream of a Sea Bunny Boy - Bunny Boy! Octavinelle

♡ Yuu Does Not Dream of a Night Bunny College - Cater, Jamil, Vil, Sebek, Chenya

✿ YANDERE! NEIGE X VIL SAGA ✿

♡ Yandere! Neige x Vil

♡ Rook’s involvement and Vil’s confrontation

♡ Neige’s reaction to Vil’s failed poison

♡ Vil finds out about Neige’s feelings

♡ Story climax/ Happily never after

♡ What if Vil is secretly dating Leona??

♡ Neige sees another side of Vil on Halloween

✿ TRADITIONAL ART ✿

♡ Baby Malleus Wears a Fawn Onesie

♡ Bunny Boy! Epel Felmier

♡ Twst Ship Week 2021:: Sebek x Yuu ๑ RookVil ๑ IdiAzu ๑ Cater x Yuu ๑ LeoYuu ๑ Jamikari ๑ LeoYuu

✿ TWST OCS ✿

♡ Other Blogs’ OCs:: Raven ๑ Mac ๑  Lily  ๑ Ai

♡ Raven x Jade, Mac x Vil, Lily x Epel chibis:: 08/02/20 ๑ 11/12/20

♡ Jade and Floyd Read Their Birthday Letters

[the-knaves-world]

This life and our next

Lilia x reader, I needed angst. GN!reader

This was new but hope it's good enough!

In the rubble of the mirror chamber, amidst the screams of your friends and the tremors of the aftershocks from the dragon form of malleus' overblot, lies a body.

A body with long black hair and pale, lifeless skin and dull raspberry red eyes. A bloody smile and the forms of a found family mourning.

"Lilia! Lilia please, don't leave us!" You cry, heart pounding so hard that your chest aches and your breathing is harsh from the tears that flow like the stream that Lilia showed you, where he proposed.

"My Dove, don't cry. I hate it when you cry, my love." Lilia brushes his hand across your cheek, hoping that what warmth his body has left is enough to soothe your tears, for now.

Silver tries to hold back his tears as his father and his stepparent say their final farewells. "It was an honor to be your son, Lilia. Thank you for everything. We will never forget you." Silver knows if he speaks more than this, he will fall to pieces. Silver cannot cry yet, his stepparent needs him.

"Lilia! It has been an honor to train under you. Thank you for the years you've given us!" Sebek is audible over the screams of the teachers and other students.

Sebek looks so very fragile. You have never seen your boys look so pained. Not even when lilia would cook dinner.

Brushing your lips over lilias temples, nose, cheeks and finally his lips, you whisper "I know you have lived for so long that asking for you to stay any longer is selfish but..." You hiccup through your tears and finish your sentence.

"Please stay with me. With us. We want more time with you. I haven't gotten to walk down the aisle to you in your tux yet. We haven't gotten our first dance as a married couple yet. We deserve more time, my love."

You brush your tears to see him clearly, you want to keep him alive in your vision, your memory, as long as possible. Pressing another light, fluttering kiss to his lips, you feel him getting colder.

"I want nothing more than more time with you. I waited so long to find you. I had more love with you than I have in the past 500 years." Lilia squeezes your hand with what strength he has left and whispers. "I will find you in our next life, no matter what it takes. My dove, take care of yourself. I love you more than the stars."

Looking over to his son and his unofficial child, he calls out weakly. "Look after them silver, it seems I have nothing left to teach my sons." With a weak chuckle, Lilia closes his eyes.

"The stars are beautiful, my dove. Just look up and see my love for you painted over the night sky."

Lilias' chest has stopped moving and all that remains in its stillness is the sobs of his family that will never truly recover from their loss.

~Some time later~

Everyday was a struggle with grief. Little by little things like breathing becomes easier. Things like cooking and joking about him becomes happier.

"Don't burn the Mac!" From silver followed by a sarcastic "I'm not ya father, Silver. Mac 'n' cheese is safe with me." Brings laughter that isn't fully drowned out by tears or sobs anymore.

Tucking your boys into bed had become a new habit since their fathers death. Yes, even the king of Briar Valley gets tucked in.

Walking out onto the backporch and sitting down to marvel up at the stars. Lilia was absolutely right about the view in Briar Valley. He would have loved the new backyard too. A patch of lilies and forget-me-nots were planted along not only the sides of the house but all over the back fence line.

Looking up and seeing the stars that shine so brightly, he said he loved you more than the stars. "How could you love so immensely?" You whisper to the soft darkness of the valley.

You had made it a habit to come out to the backyard so that your sobs couldn't wake silver. You had made the mistake of crying inside once. Never again, the boys all came rushing into the room to soothe you. They were so tired the next day.

Letting your shoulders shake with tears that had long become silent, you feel the wind blow and brush against your cheeks. Raising your head and looking up to the blanket of stars that your bat loved so much, you feel warmth against your back.

Turning your head, you expect to see one of your boys or a royal guard that heard you step outside, there was no one. Just a lingering warmth that felt so achingly familiar. "Lilia...I miss you so much."

A warmth spreads across your cheek and swear you hear him speak to you. "In our next life, no matter what, my love." Your tears don't cease, instead they flow, just like that day in the destroyed mirror chamber.

"I can't lose you all over again." The words 'this isn't fair' repeatedly fall from your lips with such pain that the shadows seem to react to them.

And then...everything just stops. The shadows don't dance around you, the crickets go silent, the fireflies cease to glow.

The wind has even ceased to blow. That was unsettling in Briar Valley. The wind never completely stops, only dies down to a gentle breeze. Hearing no signs of life is rather disconcerting.

Looking up to the stars and then to the garden, you stand and walk over to the forget-me-nots and see them gently swaying in the nonexistent breeze. You planted them for you and Lilia.

Warmth once more envelops your back, like it always did when lilia hugged you from behind. "Lilia, I take it you like them?" Laughing lightly through your tears.

"Lilia, I can't wait for you to find me again. Please, don't keep me waiting this long. Never again lilia."

Feeling the wind shift and kick up again you turn and you swear that you see his outline. His pointed ears only visible because the house is right behind him. You can practically hear his laughter, twinkling like bells on the wind.

Just like that, his presence was gone. You never felt him again.

~200 years later~

Walking out of university classes at the end of the day was an experience that was both joyous but also tiring. The joy of being done with classes but also the tiredness of having to walk the entirety of campus to get back to a somewhat loud dorm.

Ramshackle dorm, once abandoned and rundown, now thriving and dedicated to the human that saved the Nightraven College and it's students.

Once the worlds became traverseable for people that were not fair folk, Nightraven became accepting of students from the same world as the human from the history books.

Passing by the green and black clad students of diasomnia, you're reminded of the stories about the fae that had loved the human from your world. How their scream and sobs echoed through the damage of the old mirror chamber.

Silly old history stories that the new history professor this year loves to blabber on about. The rumor is that he was around 200 years ago. 'I doubt it, why would he want to come back here?'

Deciding on a trip to the new Cafe in town, you change out of the uniform and find a spot in your own little corner of the cozy place. When your order is called you make your way over to the barista and grab your order.

On the walk back you pass by a boy, your age if you were to hazard a guess, and you can't help but keep looking over to him. "Staring is quite rude, don'tcha know?" He cheekily quips.

Embarrassed at having been caught, your face warms and you feel the urge to bury your face into your folded arms. You hear the chair in front of you squeal and hear him plop onto the chair.

"Well little one, those were some seriously serious looks you were giving me." He leans his elbows on the table and puts his head on his hands with a certain smile.

"What were you thinking, hmmm?" The man has a deeper voice than you thought he would. Looking at him you feel a sense of deja vu.

"Have we met before little one?" The ache in your chest that always seemed to be there...loosened and then simply faded away.

"I don't think so but you seem familiar. Are you from around here? Or just here for college?" He laughs and it clicks.

Breathing in a lung full of air and feeling the tell tale tightness of your throat, you whisper "Lilia..."

Feeling him take your hands across the table and that warmth that always haunted your dreams. The dreams of a time that caused you to take the scholarship from Nightraven College in the first place.

"I said our next life. I meant it, my dove." Feeling his lips feather over your fingertips sent those shivers up your spine. "Welcome back my love. No tears this time."

This life will be a good one. One with years together, not just one.

Across the street stands a green haired crocodile and the black haired king. Happy to see their caretakers together once more.

"So, do you think that silver will be back soon?" "YOUNG MASTER?!" The laughter from the king of thorns and his father figure resound through the dusk of their new start together.

[ye-local-simp]

Diasomnia masterlist:

Malleus Draconia:

S/o that is twisted from Elsa

S/o like Diana Cavendish

S/o like Mother Gothel

S/o twisted from Thantos

with their RSA counterparts

S/o twisted from the "Prince/(Princess)Charmings"

S/o like Vanellope Von Schweetz

with an idol S/o

Dorm leaders with a male s/o who voice acts forcharacters with the opposite persona(part 1)

Dorm leaders with a male s/o who voice acts for characters with the opposite persona(part 2)

Dorm leaders with S/o who is like Tiger Lily Cookie

Dorm leaders with a S/o like Toph

Dorm leaders with a S/o whose big brother goes to NRC

S/o is their soulmate

S/o from Marvel(Stark's cousin's daughter)

S/o being a great dancer

Tween!Yuu who's tired of the drama

Reader who looks scary but is actually shy/soft

Diasomnia with a S/o like Fyodor

Fem!S/o like Kaeya

With a fischl!reader

S/o like Chongyun

Malleus with Kanna like child reader as a little sibling

S/o like Doc Ock

With a vampire S/o

S/o like Draculaura

S/o like a mirror maiden

Yuu that is like Power from the Chainsaw Man

Reader taking care of a robot baby

Helping reader adjust to their magic

With a germophobic reader

S/o like Seele from Honkai Impact

S/o who is like Princess Peach

Gn!neutral Zhongli reader that reverts to Rex lapis

Reader like Hopper Croakington

Malleus with a gn Twisted Malificent's Crow

Diasomnia with a S/o who loves making Handmade gifts

Their reaction to your Firefly event outfit

S/o telling them they are prettier than Vil and Neige

S/o tells them they look like a fairytale prince

S/o who is a fashion designer

Valentine's Special

Dorm leaders with an S/o who makes them flower bouquets

S/o like Lapis from Steven Universe

S/o like Ado

Diasomnia's reaction to their S/o fixing a butterfly's broken wing

With a fem!S/o who is religious and rebellious at the same time

Lilia Vanrouge:

Malleus with a S/o who snores

S/o who is a pianist

Vices with a hypersomniac!S/o

S/o like Sangonomya Kokomi

Diasomnia with a S/o like Fyodor

S/o with the same power and wings as Elena of Avalor

S/o has a nice singing voice

S/o like Seele from Honkai Impact

Dragon Malleus x Princess Aurora!Reader

Diasomnia with a S/o who loves making Handmade gifts

Valentine's Special

Diasomnia's reaction to their S/o fixing a butterfly's broken wing

Silver:

Diasomnia with a S/o like Fyodor

With a S/o like Emil

With a fischl!reader

Diasomnia with a S/o who loves making Handmade gifts

Ace and Deuce helping MC talk to Silver

Valentine's Special

Sebek Zigvolt:

Diasomnia's reaction to their S/o fixing a butterfly's broken wing

Sebek with a S/o that is a Naiads nymph

First years reaction to Yuu cursing in front them for the first time

Diasomnia with a S/o like Fyodor

First years with a somehow scary S/o

First years with a S/o like Collei

First years reading reader's diary only to find out they're their crush

First years with a reader like Tohru

First years seeing Crewel styling your hair

Diasomnia with a S/o who loves making Handmade gifts

First years with a Mother friend

First years with a homesick Reader

First years with a reader like Paimon

First years with a S/o having Nail Polish

Valentine's Special

S/o cuddling them

Diasomnia's reaction to their S/o fixing a butterfly's broken wing

With a S/o who has crazy luck in games/sports

Back to masterlist

[herri-writes]

Skin-Deep Comedy

Grim x Reader

Warning: Mentions of death, suicide, blood, etc.

Note: Think of this as a word vomit or a vent post. I couldn't help but to think about writing or thinking about this when listening to Skin-Deep Comedy by Mili. I'm so sorryTT

And Grim, I'm so sorryTT

Anyways, please read with further caution.

Silken white lacy dress

The bird's chirps soundless

Cold wind blew through the window in your room and you shivered as you prepared yourself for this day. Your tired, dull eyes at the note on your desk. Then your gaze shifted to the clock ticking every second. For Heartslabyul, it's tea time. But for you, it's your farewell.

Dressed up in white, you turn to the chair and stood on it. Your hands grabbed the rope and pulled it hard, making sure you won't fail this time on your attempt.

You can see the birds perched on the tree near Ramshackle's gate. You couldn't hear their chirping and this made your throat dry for the loss of its liveliness in the dorm. Everything around you is all grey and colorless, depsite of the renovation of the dorm happened few months ago.

This day should've been for me

"Yeah this day should've been for me..." You said as you look on the cuts on your wrists. It seemed painful but it's still not enough for you to feel pain for your last breath.

"You said that it's still not too late to be forgiven," you said out of disgust with a trace of anger. You wanted to go home but everything around you won't let you return. Starting from Crowley, the overblot incidents, your friends, everything.

"Can you tell me when I ask for your pardon...?" You painfully smiled and adjusted the noose, letting your head in. Prepared for the farewell, you kicked the chair and hanged yourself to death. You began to struggle, grabbed the noose, and felt that you lost air to breathe. Succeeded in your attempt, you died in suicide.

White lightning struck down and thunder roared from the skies above Night Raven College, which made the rest of the students jolt in surprise and shock. The others saw this and felt something bad that sent chills in their spine.

Another lightning came down. This time, it's not white but green. The students of Diasomnia saw this and went to their dorm to check on the prince. Meanwhile, the vice dorm leader and his son rushed to the place where the prince frequently visited.

They arrive to the said dorm and they heard a cry followed by words of telling someone to wake up. They immediately ran up to the stairs and they saw a door open. Lilia rushed to where it was and his eyes widen in horror.

"Child of man, wake up," Malleus said as he shake your body, in hopes of making sure you're awake. "Henchman! Can you hear me? Don't pretend you're sleeping!" Grim pleaded and cried as he shook your cold arm. Sadly for them, your skin is as pale as a ghost and your lips were as white as paper. No signs of life were shown at your lifeless corpse. Grim cried and cried as he told you to wake up.

"Malles, we have to take them to the infirmary, quick!" Lilia said as his voice echoed in the halls and carried you in his arms. "Silver, tell the school staff about this and go!" Lilia commanded and he and Malleus magically left the Ramshackle dorm. Silver followed and he told the staff the shocking news about what happened to the Ramshackle prefect.

Lula lilula lulila

Lula talilu lilula

Days passed and the others attended your funeral in Ramshackle Dorm, where you died in vain. White lilies were placed around your coffin and your friends surrounded it with tears flowing out of their eyes.

Thousand dreams

Grim cried and sat on your coffin. He doesn't want to leave you behind. He wants to stay with you, the human who cared for him, the human who he got stuck with for almost a year, and the human he spent time with in their ups and downs.

"No..." He sniffed, "Please don't go... don't leave me..." He cried and cried as he held your Ghost Camera, the only thing you have with you ever since you came to this school and became a prefect.

Lotus boats upon the waters

His tears never stopped falling as he cried with regrets. He never got to thank you for all the things you've done as you cared for him because of his pride and dream as he strive to become the strongest wizard in history. But you won't be able to witness to see him living his dream.

Your friends came into your wake and they placed white lilies on your coffin. Deuce carried grim into his arms as the ink from his spade mark fell from his face and stained his cheek. Ace is silent and his gaze stayed on your picture, where you smiled happily. He never said a word ever since he heard that you committed suicide.

Hope they go to somebody kind and sweet

Jack remained silent like Ace. He couldn't bear of losing his friend and he only coped up by working out in his break time and extended his exercising hours in club activities. Prideful he is, he never showed it to anyone. If he actually did, all he could to is to seek comfort. Luckily, Grim, Ace and Deuce did their best to comfort the young wolf.

Epel, on the other hand, he'll only cope up by following Vil's advice as a Pomefiore student. He could only reveal is his usual self to everyone but not the side of this that is breaking down. He accidentally showed it on Vil whenever anyone in his dorm said your name. He couldn't stop crying as make up stained his face from his tears. All Vil and Rook could do is to comfort him.

As I sat under the bridge

Ortho can only read their vitals and statistics in their current selves right now. But feeling a more human side in his technical robotic body made his brother make a few adjustments. Idia couldn't do it and let Ortho tell him what his robot brother felt. He could only answer is that he also felt sadness and wished that you saw him or heard him telling what he currently felt.

Sebek remained the same but deep inside he is an absolute mess. He may speak out about Malleus he was his only pride and something to be confidently to speak of, somewhere deep in his array on emotions, he felt sadness. He also couldn't help but to see the young lord looking down or hearing thunder in Diasomnia. The young lord lost his friend. He should feel down, right?

From a distance

Well, there is human emotions lingering inside him. His friend is also gone for having depressive emotions and died by your own hands. He wished he could save you for the sake of Malleus' happiness.

The first years never left where they stood. Their seniors also felt their sadness. They began to weep and cry and their seniors came to comfort them and bring them back to their seats as they lean on their shoulder.

Picturing us as family

The others could only stay in their seats and remained beside their juniors in your wake. Some of them got mad and remained quiet because of Crowley's incompetitiveness. All they could just do is glare at him when he said a word, hoping that the day without hearing his voice will end

Hundred letters

Tiny wings made out of paper

Few days ago, Malleus held a letter that he never opened. He returned to Ramshackle and stayed in your room after the incident. Grim accompanied him as the cat weeped on his hold.

Your scent lingered in the room and it made him feeling sick in the stomach. Seeing your lifeless form in his arms made him feel anger and sadness on how he lost his human friend in your last moments.

While he's looking and wandering around, he saw a letter addressed to him and written by you. He took it and took his time to admire your handwriting. A wax seal with Night Raven College's insignia sealed the envelope. The sender was written in your name. This made him smile. He wanted to open your letter but at the same time, he couldn't.

Hope they go to somebody who would love me

He remembered those nights where he would come and show up as you waited for him. He could see how happy you look as you ran towards the gate to see him.

He also remembered those nights where you talk to him and to accompany him in his nightly walks and encounters. He remembered how you talk to him and call him by the name you gave him when he didn't tell you his name.

While he's reminiscing the past encounters you had with him, his gaze shifted to the diary that sat on your desk. He took it and read what you wrote in the first page and it seemed like this note was meant for Malleus and Malleus only.

I waited in the dark

As I listened to your footsteps

Happy when you were near

—to Tsunotaro

When it was the last day of your wake, Malleus opened your diary while he sat in one of the sofas in Ramshackle's dorm lounge in silence. He turned every page he read but his eyes widen when he saw an entry where your handwriting is a mess.

After reading, he immediately told Lilia to contact the dorm leaders, vice dorm leaders and your friends in secret. Lilia told them to stay in Ramshackle for a meeting.

As they all waited for the others to leave the dorm, the ones Lilia contacted stayed in the dorm lounge for the meeting. Silence surrounded them that Lilia cleared his throat.

"What is it that you want to talk about, Malleus?" Lilia asked as the rest took a seat on the couch. The dragon prince's gaze turned to your coffin where you peacefully rested. He sighed and opened your diary where he wanted to show to the others and placed it on the table.

"Hmph, can't read? It's just a note," Savanaclaw dorm leader scoffed and whipped his tail. The others glared at the lion while Heartslabyul's dorm leader took the diary read it silently until his eyes widen in shock. He began to read it out loud as he occassionally gulped.

Look at me,

I'm the wound you tried to hide

Simply by pretending that I don't really hurt

I'm actually hurt and never showed it. The cuts on my wrist aren't enough for my suffering here. I couldn't stand it! I can't take it anymore! All I wanted is to go home but my lingering desire to stay here remained in my heart and it made me hurt.

I heard the other students talking and whispering behind my back and clearly remmebered their words and it remained stuck inside my head.

"The headmaster said that he found a way to bring the prefect back home. I'm glad that this nuisance will be finally be gone. They'll stay here until everything is all over."

Their words is all clear and I can hear it clearly. I continued walking and ran after I left every corner I went and headed straight to Ramshackle.

I'm tired. Realization hit me. I almost forgot about my home every time I stayed here. I missed everything and everyone back there.

I want to go home...

"If we just leave it be, she'll be gone eventually"

"Their desire to return is so strong..." Heartslabyul's vice dorm leader muttered as he looked at the entry that Riddle just read. "But if the headmaster knew about it all along, then why he didn't tell them about it?"

"Well that annoying bird only told them that he didn't know about it," Grim answered and he crossed his paws. "Back then, when we're trapped in Scarabia, we called him on the phone for help. He told us that he's looking for a way to return them home and he said he's busy but he's on a vacation."

Grim stood up began to hiss and snarled, "That Crowley, I'll make sure he won't see the light of day if he comes here!"

"The prefect won't like it if you do," Lilia said and he pointed his finger to your coffin. "Do you think they'll be happy if you take the headmaster's life?"

Grim remained silent and sat down on the table and look at Riddle who was reading the rest of the diary entries. He suddenly released a gloomy aura and passed the diary to Lilia. "Please read this. I couldn't last reading their entries when I'm near them."

"Heh, I didn't know that the Crimson Tyrant of Heartslabyul would get scared of a diary," Leona scoffed until a collar circling his neck. He turn to look at Riddle who stood up and gave him a terrifying glare that scared everyone in the room. "You never cared about something that someone close to you left behind, didn't you?"

Leona stood up and growled at Riddle in return. Vil stood up and stopped the two. "We won't continue to read the prefect's thoughts in their entries if we fight."

Riddle calmed himself down and sat on the couch and Leona did the same. Vil scold at Leona and said, " Have some sympathy and empathy, will you?" And the dorm leader of Pomefiore sat down in silence.

Here I am, swollen red

When are you going to take of the cast

Vil remembered you always wear long sleeved shirts underneath your blazer and buttoned shirt on the warmest of temperatures. He would see bandages wrapped around your wrists and never questioned anything about it. But when he saw you tending your wounds when he and the others stayed in Ramshackle for the VDC, he went closer to help you and would scold you when he saw you why you cut your wrists.

Pierce through the skin

But when he found out of your suicidal attempts, he could only curse you to sleep to stop you from doing so.

When you found out about his Unique Magic, you asked him if he gave you something to make you fall asleep but he would just say no and ignore it like he never knew about it. All he could just do when he's not near you is to tell Rook to watch over you.

When Rook and Vil found out about the incident in Ramshackle, all they could do is to remain quiet. They thought that they failed to protect and save you. They tried their best for not making it too obvious for you.

Drain out the possibilities that could've been mine

"Th-there's another entry..." Lilia's voice began to shake in sadness. "I'll... read it..."

Tulali tata laluli tahra liluli lala

Hr’estella, Layla

How many suicidal thoughts I think? A lot.

I'm already depressed before I came here in Twisted Wonderland. All I could think is me dying in pain, in vain, and in silence. I never felt anything or any emotion ever since. I felt like someone like me doesn't belong in both worlds.

Tulali Langela lulili Kousca

Nyaabi, Lushva trheyha

When arriving here, I thought this is the only place I belong but it's not. I'm a magic-less human in a world full of magic when everything around me seemed like in a pre-modern with remains of history setting. I thought I was dreaming but I'm wide awake. I thought all of this was a dream until I felt pain.

"There's another one behind it..." Lilia said as he continued to read.

When will my suffering will end. I felt like I'm a nobody here. Every frightening incident made me feel joy and happiness. Strangely enough for me to feel satisfaction.

When Riddle overblotted, he binded his fellow dorm mates with the thorns he controlled and collared them. If only that happened to me and be able to feel pain until my demise.

When Leona overblotted, I saw the Savanaclaw students feeling pain as he used his Unique Magic and turning into sand. If only that was an another way to die in this world.

When Jamil overblotted, he threw me, Kalim, Azul, the twins and Grim to the end of the dessert. If only I didn't land safely, all of this would've ended.

I remember feeling weak when Vil overblotted because of his Unique Magic. That wasn't enough for me to kill myself.

Mari, Sarha, Lilith, Eva

I have no idea why I have myself involved in saving the overblotted dorm leaders and Jamil and get them out of the Isle of Woe with Rook and Epel and seen enough in Tartaros, the asylum of blot phantoms.

Nestella, Louisa, Flora, Barhba

When I came to dive into the Gate of Underworld, I thought that that was my end and I was about to succeed but when I saw Grim, I felt like I couldn't just die like that. So I saved him and brought him back to Night Raven College with me. He's finally home and I won't let him stay alone ever again.

That was the last time I had my suicidal thoughts and managed to stay strong in the other overblots including Malleus'.

Kristalle, Fortune, Zara

But seeing Grim overblot made me think that I should end his suffering without me. After his overblot, it returned again. I couldn't stand it. He'll be fine without me and safe into someone else's care.

Grim, if you read this, I don't blame you for what you've done. No matter how many times you apologized, I still forgive you.

Aeterre mementa

Everyone stayed silent that you could hear the buzzing from the silence. Everyone heard Grim sniffing again and Deuce came to comfort him. They waited for Lilia to say anything about any of your diary entries, he passed it to Vil and he accepted it.

When he silently read it, he smiled when he saw the entries where you had a fun time with the other first years, your closest friends.

Grim could only think of the days he spent time with you for the whole year.

Endless stars

I shall take on your desires

But, he still have regrets. He decided that he'll remove those regrets for you and your happiness.

Then he remembered something when saw you writing your entry on your diary that night of Star Sending

I wish I'll find a way back home and make sure to see Grim's true happiness. That's what the wish you wrote for the Star Sending. He'll make sure that he'll make your wish granted and not thinking about canned tuna on that day.

For they needed somebody to complete

He remembered a lot of memories with you in it. The day he spent Halloween with you, the day when he first met you and became a student with him in Night Raven College, and the days where you were involved in his shenanigans.

I kissed you on the cheeks

And the pigment flaked off

He knows that you have the brains and abilities while he have the magic and power. It seemed like two birds in one stone to everyone but if you or Grim is gone, then one of you is vulnerable.

Nothing some magic cannot fix

You tried to fix anything without magic but it didn't work. You're a magic-less human who couldn't do anything with magic involved. All you only have is yourself.

Nothing I cannot fix

He remembered when you broke a magical tool and it needs magic to fix it. You stayed up late to finish it and yet Grim became worried about you and your well-being.

FIX FIX FIX FIX FIX

"Doesn't matter if it can be fixed by magic or not. I have to fix it in any way I can," you said as you let out a yawn. "Go to sleep, Grim. We have classes tomorrow."

"Alright." He said and he got up on the bed. "Don't stay up late until the morning. Vil or Crewel would scold you if you're late tomorrow."

"I'll be done in a moment. Just wait."

The cat sighed at your answer and went out of the room to drink water and felt thirsty at watching you working late at night.

FIX FIX FIX FIX FIX

"How much you deem me worthless? I'm not useless..." Grim heard you cry as he was about to open the door to your room. He didn't bother to open it and continued to listen.

"I shouldn't worry about myself. I can fix it all."

FIX FIX FIX FIX FIX FIX

He was the only one who heard you vent out your emotions. He always caught you felt sick and hurt yourself when you think no one's watching you. He promised to protect you even if it means to abandom his dream.

"Would you say it’s meaningless? For me to change? For me to strive to be a better me?" He heard you again and he took a whiff of scent of blood-- your blood. He felt like he saw this somewhere before and yet he wanted to pounce on you and comfort you.

"Are these my everything?" You asked yourself as you look at your scars that was covered in bandages. Fresh cuts staining the white cloth wrapped around your wrists with red.

"Are these my everything? The rivers in red that flow..."

"Throughout my past, throughout my future to come." He heard you muttering and he felt that you're wide awake.

The blood given to me by your choices

He wanted to hug you and comfort you so he waited for you to shift yourself and face the side where he was in so that he'll hug you. But you didn't. You only lied down on your bed and stared at the ceiling. In the end, he only just embraced your arm and slept, comforting you.

"Am I your anything? Am I disposable?" He heard you ranting again and he wanted this to be stopped. But when he heard you throwing things around the room, he just stayed outside and did nothing.

"Am I your anything? Guess I’ll never know until I do." Those are the last words he heard from you when he left the dorm and hid in the Hall of Mirrors.

Look at me

I’m the wound you tried to hide

Today is the day of your burial in Ramshackle Dorm, your only home in this world.

Grim kept on crying. He never ran out of tears since his heart felt so heavy ever since your death day. All he could do is to hold your Ghost Camera to remember you and stay in Ramshackle Dorm until he graduated with the others.

Simply by pretending that I don’t really hurt

"If we just leave it be, she’ll be gone eventually"

Until your burial ended, he only stayed by your grave and sat there as he's still sobbing and wiped his tears. The others stayed to comfort him. You're gone and he couldn't leave you like this.

He felt his friends comforting him and putting him to rest. He felt tired of staying up on your wake and all of the crying. He felt emotionally and physically tired.

Here I am, swollen red

When are you going take off the cast

The others know what it feels like to lose a loved one or seeing someone they love felt hurt. So his friends stayed with him in Ramshackle for comfort and made sure he's feeling well just like the way you comforted him.

Before he prepare himself to sleep, Grim wished that he could finally hear you calling out to him as you tapped the canned tuna with a fork on the lid.

Pierce through the skin

He dreamed and waited for you to show up in his dream and you did. He smiled so brightly when he saw you.

"Grim! Come and eat your tuna!" You said as you tapped the fork on the can's lid. He immediately rushed towards you not because of the tuna but because of you.

But he remembered that all of it is just a dream. So he just shed a tear in his sleep and said your name.

Drain out comedic endings that could have been

Little did he know that you placed a canned tuna beside him and gave him your last hug to the cat before you disappeared into the world and never return.

"I'm sorry, Grim... I'm so sorry..."

W/N:

I'M SO SORRY TO THE ONES READING THIS. I'M EMOTIONALLY UNSTABLE.

DISCORD HOMIES IN HONEY'S SERVER, PLEASE DON'T OUST ME FOR SHOWING YOU A DEPRESSING WRITTEN WORK MADE BY ME.

AKKSKSKKSKSKKSS I'M ALREADY CRYING AND I ONLY WROTE THIS FOR A DAY AND I'M SUFFERING--