#yandere lilia x mc

[yan-lorkai]

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Was listening some horror stories while I finished some projects then got inspired by it and wrote this. Hope u guys like it <3

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Platonic yandere content, kidnapping, murder. Probably typos too.

"Nuh-uh, dad!" You looked at the book Lilia carried with him. He had read this book for you a thousand times and a pout formed on your lips, already thinking how you would have to bear this torture again.

There was nothing wrong with the stories, per say. But they get a little old and boring when you had heard them this many times. And Lilia was quite forgetful so asking him to buy other books wasn't always a successful endeavor. Though when you asked him to create a story he told you he wans't creative enough either. You aren't having any of that. You were tired of hearing about snow white, rapunzel, ugly duckling and all the classics. You wanted something new and today you would have it.

"Tell me another story, please!" You asked, making your best puppy eyes at him. Those eyes worked on Silver and Sebek, so you wanted to try on him as well. His reaction was different from the one you were expecting though, Lilia smiled and patted your head.

You loved having him read to you - it was your favorite activity to bond with your father, where you solved mysteries with him and laughed at silly pickup lines, but Lilia was still fond of the classics. There was though another book, called The General Tales. The author was unknown and the cover was painted a dark red, it was strange. And you hadn't the chance to read it because your father was very conscious about it, hiding when you so much as glanced in its direction.

You could only suppose it was a horror book. But you were already quite grown up. You were almost 13 years old! You could sit through any story he read without having nightmares! He didn't seem to agree.

"What am I going to do with you, little batty?" Lilia mused to himself when you showed the book. There was an excited glee in his eyes whenever he looked at it, as if it contained his favorite memories; little did you know what was written on those pages and how much blood they had seen. How much blood Lilia used to write those same pages.

He smiled finally. Dangerously, like he did when you pranked him and he was plotting his revenge.

You make space in your bed for him to sit beside you and he opened those secret pages you had always wondered about. They were yellowed by the time and some were dog eared, written in a beautiful yet hushed cursive. You were fascinated.

Lilia waited till you made yourself comfortable, laying your head against his chest and body nestled into his side, so he turned some pages, humming to himself. You could only think what kind of story would he read to you. You could only hope it was scary. It wans't night time yet and even if you got scared then surely at night, when he put you to bed, you would have already forgotten all the gorey details. Right...?

"There was a couple who lived happily at the woods," Lilia's deep voice started its tale and you closed your eyes to fully immerse yourself in your imaginnation as you listened to him. "but then a plague started to poison the soil and their crops were destroyed. The walk to the nearest village used to take a whole day to go and another to come back. The husband tried to hunt animals to feed his lover and their one year old child but he failed each and every time. Without other options he started traveling to this village."

"Wait, what about the plague?" You asked fulled with curiosity. Then you through to yourself why they didn't tried to make it go away somehow.

Either they tried and didn't worked. Or they didn't even thought about it. Nonetheless, you brushed it off as they don't having this knowledgment. But this bugged you for a second. Humans and faes knew about plagues and how to get rid of them, they been doing this since they were brought to existence.

Your question made Lilia smile cheerfully, you observed. He must be proud of you for asking this, as he had homeschooled you and used to brag about how smart you was to anyone who wanted to listen - he'd brag even if they didn't want to hear. "Ah, you see, they were bad people. The soil knew this and rejected them, my dear."

Well... Growing in Briar Valley you knew this was probable to happen. Fae were internally linked to their florests and woods, and rivers and oceans, and everything nature could touch. That was also why Lilia raised both you and your older brother, Silver, in the woods. He used to take both of you to fish, and swim and watch the dawn all the time. Though time changed and life got busier, maybe you ask him to take you fishing again someday. Or to go camping somewhere.

"Makes sense, what happened to them then?"

"The man bought everything he needed, every last golden coin spent. But he had food for months to come, he was already imagining what his wife would cook on the way back when an incident happened."

Lilia turned the page and you could see a little drawing of a man horse riding into the horizon. Then he started reading again after taking in your expressions.

"A stag came running at him, the horse didn't react at time and both animals collided. Wounded, the animal couldn't walk and neither could the man who had fallen and sprained his ankle. Snow was falling, surrounding him like a veil, all the food he brought with their remaining gains lost there. He thought to himself 'I'm going to die certainly', rejected he was once, rejected he was at that moment. Lost and in pain, feeling miserable, he tried to stand but failed. Every attempt more painful than the other. A river was falling from his eyes when he finally gave up."

Your heart ached at this. But you hoped for the better. Freezing and being left hungry during winter sounded like hell. Lilia pinched your cheek when he noticed you frowning. He laughed at the face you make at him, annoyed at your father's antics.

Lilia smiled. "Nope. Nope, instead he had heard a voice from the woods, a hooded figure was suddenly standing in front of him. He could only see the figure's blood red eyes."

"Oh no, did he die?"

You looked at your father. "Your eyes are red!"

Lilia nodded, his leg bouncing with how excited he was from reading this story. "Do you think the hooded figure was me?"

"Well, it was?" You replied with another ask. Your father didn't respond.

Instead he continued reading. "If I save you, what can you get me in return? The hooded figure asked, crouching to be on the man height. Their touch was tender as they wiped his tears and looked at him, but there was something in them that make him tremble more than snow could. There was something truly evil behind those eyes, something terrible behind that smile. The man didn't answer nor said anything for various minutes. Though for him, hours seemed to have passed. Maybe even years as he looked at those eyes."

"Nah, I didn't think it was you," You thought out loud. "Your eyes are very beautiful and gentle."

Returning your little compliment, Lilia squeezed you in a side hug while laughing. "Oh, thank you sugar. Your eyes are beautiful too."

"But they aren't red as yours." You pouted.

"You wanted them to be?" You nodded. Nor you or Silver have his red eyes. But you wish you had. His eyes were unique, were cute but also intimidating. So intimidating when he wanted them to be that you were imagining that the hooded figure had those same eyes.

You both stayed in that hug before you remind him to read again. There were fewer pages to go now. And again there was a drawing, this time you could see the man with that figure chatting while snow pilled beside them, as if the cold didn't bothered them. Then on another page he stood up and a carriage had appeared, he held the wet food in his arms, saving whatever it was possible to save. He would go back home to his family.

But at what price? It wans't written. The author had keeped too vague.

"When he arrived home, with a new horse and a carriage, which the hooded figure told him to sell for its quality was impressive and he would gain even more gold than he had spended, he was his child running at him, happy that their, uh, father had finally returned. The entire time though, the man could still feel the figure's eyes on him, could see those eyes in his mind. But he pushed those thoughts out of his mind, held his child and whirled around with them to they laughed. He watched them disappear back inside when they got too cold. And then he explained what had happened to his wife, she deserved to know."

He explained this incident with the stag, about the hooded figure and the deal he made with it. And very lowly he whispered how he wouldn't follow his part of the deal - and lying to a fae is something one must never do. Something he shouldn't have done. But he did. And that's the soil reject them even more.

Beneath the earth it was possible to feel the tremors or the wind that pushed everything out of its way. Lilia read how the man dealed with each and every tribulation, how he passed the trials and went his way around the deal, doind the bare minimum to ensure only his and his family safety. He only forgotten that the figure could see him.

"Then one night the hooded figure came to pay him a visit. It knocked on the door and it smiled when it saw the wife holding her child, looking at it with clear fear in her eyes. Like her husband, the wife was trembling in its presence. She let it enter, if anything because she couldn't send him away, she didn't know with what she was dealing, she couldn't act wrong and jeopardize her child safety. Instead she played the role of a welcoming hostess."

Lilia paused a second to breathe then he smiled as if he too was imagining what happened next. Pressed against him you were still. Were it going to kill everyone?

"Please, you may sit here. Do you want to eat something or perhaps are you thirsty? She asked. The air around them was tense. Though her child was poking the stranger without fear, filled with innocent curiosity. The figure picked the child and looked at their eyes. A carnivorous smiled streched on it's face. 'This will be not necessary' the figure said.'"

Another dramatic pause. It was so silent you could hear the birds flying from a considerate distance. It was so silent that you could focus on the blood flowing on your veins. You were anxious to know what happened next. And your father seemed to take fun on this, delaying his narrative to look at the drawing of the figure and the child. This one was colored and you noticed that the child looked just like you. Same hairstyle and same color eye, even same skin color.

You didn't know how to feel about it. You was thinking about what the figure would do to that child. Coming from a horror book you had only one guess. Lilia though didn't share your apprehension as he started narrating again.

"'Call your husband and let's eat. Together. No lies this time or this cutie will pay the price.' The figure warned her. But it know what was fated to happen. The couple were liars and no good persons. Of course they were going to lie. When everyone was seated to eat, the wife served first her guest then her husband then her child and finally herself; though the figure was still holding the child. The wife looked like she wanted to ask something but held her tongue."

Lilia licked his fingers and turned the page. Your heart breaked at the drawing. It seemed painful and explicit but you keeped yourself from looking away, you asked for him to read and you wanted to hear and see everything.

"'Open wide, little one.' The figure told the child, holding Its own spoon of soup to feed the baby. The mother seemed alarmed by it as if she had just done something stupid. And she did, poisoned the figure's spoon and plate, and food too. She held its hand and looked at it with pleading eyes. She fell to her knees, afraid for her child's life and security, stuttering and mumbling. 'please, don't.' she asked it. And a laughed escaped the hooded figure's lips, so sweet, so dangerous, he looked at the child who made grabby hands at the food. 'I said no lies yet you lied to me, tried to deceit me when I've been nothing if good for the both of you. And what did I asked in return? Say it, word by word, to her, mighty husband.' The wife looked at her husband."

"But it was so vague... Dad, what did it said?" At this your father patted your hair, twirling his fingers in your hair to distract you. He almost never replied to you in these moments, wanting you to draw your own conclusions. Still you wished he answered you on this matter. You were too curious and inquisitive.

"'I want you to restore the crops with this insecticide I'm giving you, I want you to make house for the birds and for you to clean the rivers when they thaw. And... And I want your first-born, f-for them to take your place, a-a life for a lif...' The husband answered, without finding his wife's eyes. Though he didn't looked at her, he knew how the color vanished from her face and how she was stunned into silence. He had never mentioned the part where the figure wanted their child, had he done that she would killed him herself. Her pregnancy was problematic and painful but she was so happy that her child was here now, she was delighted to her their little laugh and see them starting to walk and talk. And he stole all this from her."

You gripped your father's arm, you aren't expecting this betrayal. You expected the hooded figure to be the killer who would slaughter everyone and then dance upon their corpses. But there was something intimately sad knowing that someone so close as a father to his own child, could be a liar. You felt a bad taste on your tongue. Though part of you was excited to see where things were going now. Would be possible for this story to have a happily after all? Part of you didn't know but you hoped so.

"'You lied to me? About this?' The poor wife was inconsolable, struggling even to stand still as her whole face burned with ire. She knew nothing could be done. Maybe it was her own fear, maybe it was the figure's presence who seemed to feed into her negative feelings, the next second she threw herself on top of her husband punching and screaming at him. Her chair had fallen to the ground with her plate, food flying everywhere. The hooded figure sighed but tucked the child's face in his neck for them to not see this. The couple flighted like two angry kittens, disjointed, clumsy, without really knowing where to hit to hurt more. It was pitiful to watch. It hummed while the scene unfolded before its eyes. They fought and screamed but the figure still soothed the scared child who gripped its clothes hard. It prevent them from turning around, holding them tightly against it. 'Just a second, little one.' it told them."

A knife fell from the table when the husband managed to kick his wife off him. She hitted her back at the wooded table's leg but took the knife and looked at him with bloodthirsty eyes. She tried to stab him but he dodge and evaded every attack, he laughed at it. And she was feeling angry, so angry she'd die if she could kill him and then the entity who watched them in silence. "I hate you. You ruined everything. You couldn't even do a thing right!"

Her words were words of a frightened woman and, above all, a mom who knew she had lost her child. The precious child who bringed so much life and happiness into her life. You felt sad at this. They were both bad. The husband for making the deal and then not following it, and the wife for trying to poison the hooded figure without trying to ask what it wanted. You wonder if things would have ended differently if they didn't lie.

"The husband could only smile and roll his eyes at this. Nothing he could say was going to be enough, nothing he could say was going to comfort her or save them from their demise. The fight ended when he twisted her own arm and stabbed her with the knife, twisting. She fell on the ground painfully, blood painting the carpet. The last thing she saw was her child sleeping on that creature's arms."

You sniffled, trying to stifle your cry so not get attention of your father. But he was perceptive, always was. He could know what you were doing even if he wasn't in the same room you were. It was a dad instinct kinda of thing, you thought once.

Lilia patted your head, letting you feel what you were feeling without commenting on the small tears that rolled down your chest or tease you. He had told you and Silver multiple times to not be ashamed to cry or feel freely, to not repress your emotions. And you weren't ashamed by it. But you did thought you were overreacting a little. It was just a story after all!

"The now armed man swinged at the hooded figure, tears falling from his eyes the same way they have fallen weeks before. This time though he had an ever more serious reason to cry, he had killed his wife. He lost the one he loved it and it was all that hooded figure fault. Or so he said to himself, still lying. Fighting though was futile, his effort was futile, he was no match for the figure, so agile and fast, even if it was holding a sleepy baby on its arms, it still could fight with ease as if battle and fight were it's old friends. It killed the man easily, with a swing of it's hands and a little magic, the man joined his wife in the afterlife where she would want him down eternally."

You jumped a little when he closed the book, looking at him in disbelief. The tears had dried on your eyes but they were still a little red from crying. "That's how it ends?"

Lilia nodded then added. "Though there's still a line. It goes like: the entity looked at the child affectionately, it had what it wanted, it had the child. The hooded figure finally lowered the hood from its face, revealing its young and yet deceitful appearance. It was a he and he looked at the child gently. 'I'm going to call you Yuu. Fufufu, how does that sound, Yuu?'"

You whined in surprise. It was your name! You liked to think that your name was unique and no one else had it, just so you could feel a little special, but at that moment you didn't know how you felt. There were so many plot twists in that story, your mind seemed to run a marathon by how hard you were thinking about everything. Only thing you could muster was. "They were dumbing, lying to a fae."

Though you wonder... Why there was a drawing of a child so similar to you and that also has your name? You searched for you father's eyes and found him him staring at you. But he wasn't staring how he used to stare, it was mischievous, evil. Dangerous. You found out that you couldn't move, paralyzed in fear while his eyes searched for something inside your soul. Whatever it was he seemed happy, his gaze softening as the minutes passed, his headpats returning slowly.

"How does tea sounds, little one?" He asked. It sounded like death coming from him, Lilia managed to even burn the water. You mumbled something, too busy thinking about the story to care that you were about to be poisoned by Lilia's tea. There was many puzzle pieces missing for you to complete the entire frame.

Maybe someday, Lilia thought with a smug smile.

[myeagleexpert]

He wants to love you forever but….

"That unlike a demon whose life doesn´t end and apparence doesn´t change...humans only live for the moment.

And changes can happen just quickly and easily as short time passes.

Like now, the words you sy can change in a instant.

That´s just how human hearts are."

[mrsrookhunt]

Breaking The Fourth Wall | Yan!Lilia Vanrouge x Reader

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"Hiya, precious."

"Whoa- what the fuck!"

Lilia stands there, tee-shirt and jeans, casually taking in your freshly showered form.

"Mm.. how pretty. You should really lock your door, you know." He licks his lips suggestively.

On a near 5-second delay you stumble to the wet floor with a towel, trying to cover yourself up from the bold fae.

He laughs, hand coming up to his mouth to hide his grin.

"Nice attempt at bashfulness, by the way."

Your mouth is wide open with confusion.

"Heh. Say, those lips of yours look so pretty~"

He kneels down to your fallen form.

"Surprised to see me?"

He ghosts his hands over your cheeks, flushed and shining with dew from your shower, two fingers coming to rest under your jaw to close your dumbfounded mouth, leaving behind a shadowy trail of cold from the path of his fingertips.

You stutter, lost for words.

"Y-you aren't real, you aren't even--"

"Shh.."

He crawls closer to you, face tilted to meet your eyes a little aways from yours, eyes twinkling with mirth and sadistic elation.

"Haven't you ever heard the phrase, 'be careful what you wish for'? You spent a whole lot of time wishing you were in my arms, honey. It would be oh-so cruel to keep denying you."

He pulls you to your feet, prying the towel from your loose fingertips and coming up behind you, massaging your shoulders, working his way down to your sides.

He wraps his arms around your waist, breathing you in.

"Ahh... what a dream. What a dream to hold you. I said that I'm here because of you, but you deserve the truth. You're just so tempting. If the feelings were one-sided, I could've denied myself the pleasure of holding you. But to find out... you loved me too? Bliss."

He nips at your neck.

"I couldn't deny myself a moment longer."

His hands grip your shoulders tight enough to bruise, turning your clumsy, quivering form around to face him. His smile was magnificently wide as he forced your head down to meet his in a graceful arch for the lightest echo of a kiss.

"Come to bed, darling."

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-June 28th, 2023

-Kaori

[twistedwonderlandobsession]

.•♥︎The Incident♥︎•.

Type: Not Fluff

Format: Oneshot

Catagory: yandere x reader

The sound of the rattlebag Grimm had gotten became more irritating with every passing second, the repetitive noise becoming like nails on a chalk board to me as I sat on the porch.The sight of the bright shades of yellow, orange, and pink mixing together for the perfect ombre slowly fading into the darkness to become gloaming. The feeling of irritation from thr displeasent noice bubbling under the surface eventually becoming more prominent as my patients for the gremlin began to run thin.

I began to snap as I aggressively stood from my chair storming over to the door as I aggressively turned the nob while pushing the door open with a tremendous amount of force causing the hinges to shake as it slammed against the wall with a thud. Storming over to the stairs my hand sliding up the old worn down banisters as I practically stomped up the stairs, a storm brewing in my head. The ear piercing noice of the bag all common sense and calm from my being.

Slamming the door open to our shared room, practically screaming as my voice raised and temper flaireding "You little Rat I swear to god if you don't stop shaking that rattlebag i will light it on fire and chuck it at you." Even more furious when He denied it with an attitude and snarky comments. "What did you eat some bad food. I don't have it, Hench-Human! Stop trying to scare me. I know the ghosts are gone" Clenching my hands and jaw while grinding my teeth as she acussed me of the exact thing she was guilty of. "You little brat-!"

The noise of the Rattlebag filled the room once more as we went completely silent. We both stood staring at each other Hearts pounding In our chests as we heard the rattle once more all annoyance disappearing from my body being replaced with a sense of pure unfiltered dread. The atmosphere becoming incredibly incredibly eerie at the lingering feeling of fright from the shill noise and knowledge. Suddenly the noise stopped, causing the only noise to be susurrus. The feelings slowly faded as time passed, my body relaxing as the instincts screaming run slowly faded and my heart rate went down. My mind scolding itself for psycing itself out. Breathing out a sigh of relief as the muscles and nerves in my body relaxed. The feeling of resentment from earlier no longer present as I flopped on the bed staring at the ceiling. The room suddenly going completely dark.

Looking outside the window and seeing tim lights of lights and electronics through my neighboring dorms. The sound of Grims voice chastising me as i did so. "You Human! You said you paid the power bill." Staring out the window as i mutterd "....... I did." the fear and Creepy atmosphere returning as my blood went cold at the realization that someone else was in our house and my mind hadn't been scaring me. Whispering quietly, panic and urgency seeping into my tone as the panic sunk in. "Hide now!" Scrambling to find something, anything to defend us since grim had used all his magic earlier while fucking around with deuce. Desperately going through the drawers with shaky hands searching for my utility Keychain as Grimm protested. "Why do I need to hide? It's just a power outage Human!"

My mind screaming fuck as It's refusal to take order made this situation more stressful, hands shaking as they grabbed the Keychain. "No its not, someone is in the house, and you cant use your magic anymore without overblotting." Watching as he reluctantly crawlwd under the bed. My mind screaming that's a obvious spot and to just run but not saying anything because as of currently we didn' know where the Intruder was in the house, so we couldn't leave. Blowing the Secented candle out before turning and hurriedly speakwalking to the closet and shutting the door. Trying to hide my body behind the clothing as the smell of pumpkin and cinnamon still filled the room. The situation feeling uncanny as she tried to stay still while listening anxiously for any noise as she was filled with unease. It's felt haunting like there was someone's gaze on me even.

The mystery of where the intruder was in our house building a rising tension in the air and "what if's" in my mind. The sound of footstep drifting down the hall, coming right in front of their door and the creak of the handle turning alerting me that he was entering as my body froze and breath hitched. The sounds of humming and footsteps filling my eardrums as I stood completely, still burying myself into the darkness of the closet.

Horror setting in as I realized the intruder wasn't there for our belongings or they would be searching our drawers and jewelry box.

My heart pounding In my chest as my hands shook, realizing that he already knew we were here, why else would they turn off the power. They were fucking with our minds and playing with our emotions practically bathing in our terror.

Not able to call or text anyone due to that fugly joke of a headmaster not paying my phone bill. Alarm and Terror setting in as the doors to the closet swung open, the moonlight shone light on the closet. Backing up as I saw a glimpse of a gloved hand reaching out for me, clutching the utility Keychain and scrambling to get the small knife portion open hearing a familiar voice speaking softly like they were talking to a startled animal. "Calm down {Name}~♥︎"

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

Chapter 7 Blurbs~☆

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"Yuu... Please wake up! Please! Grim!? Please!" You sob hysterically, shaking your two friends as your tears stain their faces.

"I.. I-I can't do this without y-you.. Please.. Please wake up.."

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[The Sleep Princess is about a girl who couldn't sleep, her prince choose to sleep with other woman instead of loving her, so she poisons him with a concoction that will make her lover sleep "eternally"]

I would totally see (Y/N) as this in a au or a another blurb I make!

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[AU little story idea!]

[(Y/N) marries a noble, but loves a noble prince who is visiting her home for the time being, her love becomes obsession and she poisons her husband and finds other means to get to the prince.]

YOU smile at Malleus after the doctor had left, soon tears flowing down your pretty lashes as the young man takes you in his arms as you "pitifully" weep.

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[So.. a realization came to me.. And possibly I should make a series but...]

[If yall know Disney Genderbend Fics, then imagine (Y/N) is but to sleep due to the whole overblot, but there dreams are going through each Disney re-telling but swapped! Oh my god, if I make this a series would yall read it???]

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[Comments are helpful!]

[yanshiko]

Yan! Lilia Vanrouge x Fem Lectora

Juego: Twisted Wonderland

Advertencia: Acoso, asesinato, dependencia y chantaje emocional, hurto de objetos personales, amenazas, mención de suicidio, Jiko-giseigata.

•°. Lilia la verdad es el personaje que de forma yandere me da miedo.

⠀⠀⠀¿Alguien a leído uno de los One-shots o escenarios de Lilia Yandere x Reader? Yo sí y por eso tengo miedo.

⠀⠀⠀Suerte que esté es mi libro y aquí es un Yandere Soft, pero ahora de regreso a lo importante:

•°. ¡Ahora eres una consentida! Ten por seguro que Lilia va a mimarte por todo, desde buenas calificaciones, respirar o asesinar a alguien, no importa que hiciste él va a felicitarte y apoyarte como no tienes idea.

⠀⠀⠀ ──¡Lo hiciste tan bien querida!

⠀⠀⠀ ──Lilia, acabo de quemar las tortillas...

•°. Su forma de verte realmente es un misterio o más bien algo variable: Una niña a la que hay que mimar, una pareja que proteger o una futura esposa a la que amar.

⠀⠀⠀Una dulce humana que cuidar de todo mal.

•°. Aclarando eso último ten por seguro que Lilia te protegerá de todo y de todos los que te representen una amenaza.

⠀⠀⠀(Tus amigos cercanos estarán a salvo si es que te preocupa)

⠀⠀Sus métodos de eliminación serán siempre fuera de tu vista. Cada persona que se atreva a lastimar tu frágil cuerpo o tu delicada autoestima será, sin dudar, castigado por él mismo de la manera que más le plazca.

⠀⠀⠀Una amenaza o tal vez la muerte misma, es un criminal de guerra y un Yandere, para él no existirá límite, la moral y la ética no tienen ningún sentido si terminas herida.

•°. Relacionado a lo anterior, Lilia es totalmente consiente de lo frágil que puede ser un humano y más en tú edad, donde los comentarios o el ambiente donde te desarrollas puede llegar a provocar daño emocional o un trauma.

⠀⠀⠀Esta clase de daños es un total ❝No no❞ para él.

⠀⠀⠀Lilia quiere que vivas una vida tranquila y dulce, obviamente a su lado y lejos de los daños del mundo, si es que esos daños ya están contigo su misión ahora sería no agraviar las heridas y sanarlas poco a poco, al fin y al cabo tiene el tiempo de hacerlo.

⠀⠀⠀¡Momento de un pequeño escenario!

⠀⠀⠀❝Mientras la oscuridad de la noche reinaba con fuerza fuera del dormitorio Ramshackle una pequeña luz de noche buscaba acompañar a la joven muchacha que dormitaba sobre su cama con su travieso gato gris acomodado por sus piernas y su querido novio sentado en el borde de la cama.

Su cuerpo de vez en cuando temblaba y un pequeño hipo se le escapaba entre su ligero sueño, los ojos ya cansados y algo rojos por el pasado llanto rogaban un buen descanso que todavía no llegaba a encontrar.

──Descansa tranquila, querida── Susurro con cuidado, como un arrullo para una pequeña niña, una pequeña que temía de los monstruos que en la oscuridad asechan y esa noche parecían hacerlo con mayor fuerza.

La verdad es que siempre temiste de la oscuridad, nada en tu infancia lo podía justificar totalmente y hasta ahora tampoco creías ser capaz de saber que lo provocó, solo recuerdas temblar cuando las luces se apagaban o las fuertes tormentas provocaban un apagón en tu hogar, incluso en una ocasión corriste desesperada a abrazar una lámpara de alumbrado público cuando la noche te alcanzo en tu salida.

Hoy para tú mala suerte fuiste víctima de una pésima broma de unos estudiantes que sin rasgo de piedad te encerraron en un cubículo del baño con las luces apagadas, no fue hasta que Grim, acompañado de Lilia, te encontró que te sacaron de ese lugar para llevarte a Ramshackle donde intentó consolarte hasta que tanto Grim cómo tú cayeron víctimas del cansancio de ese día.

──Deja que tú añorada pareja se encargue de todo── Arrullo dulce aunque con un poco ácido en las últimas palabras. Su mano suavemente pasó por tus ojos y tal como un hechizo, que realmente fue lo que hizo, tú cuerpo se relajó hasta que el pequeño y ligero sueño que tenías se había hecho lo suficiente profundo para que descansarás en paz hasta que el sol y él regresara en la mañana.

•°. Pasando de lado a otro tema, Lilia en ocasiones puede llegar a robar algunos de tus objetos personales, cosas lo suficientemente pequeñas pero notables para luego de tenerlas por un día o dos devolverlas sin que lo notes o decir que ❝lo encontró de casualidad❞.

⠀⠀⠀Si eres consciente de eso o no eso queda a tu juicio.

•°. Por cierto, ¿sabías que el chantaje emocional es parte del paquete de relación?

⠀⠀⠀¿No lo sabías? Oh... Bueno, ahora sí.

⠀⠀⠀Tiende a ser poco y naturalmente es para que pases más tiempo con él.

⠀⠀⠀En realidad no es necesario ya que eres feliz de pasar tiempo a su lado y también con la nueva familia que viene con él.

⠀⠀⠀Silver, Malleus, Sebek y Grim son tus nuevos:

⠀⠀⠀❝Hijos no biológicos que Lilia y tú autoproclamaron como suyos❞

⠀⠀⠀Déjame decirte que son la mejor familia que pudieras tener en ese mundo.

⠀⠀⠀¡Momento de anécdotas familiares!

⠀⠀⠀A Silver todavía le resulta extraño la idea de que la pareja de su padre tenga su misma edad, pero también aprecia mucho que hagas tan feliz a Lilia.

⠀⠀⠀Fue algo raro eh incómodo explicar que ahora eras pareja de su padre.

⠀⠀⠀ ──¿Cómo que te besaste con el viejo?

⠀⠀⠀ ──Antes que nada, buenos días hijo.

⠀⠀⠀Grim es el hijo/mascota y obviamente se aprovechó mucho de Lilia diciendo que primero debía ganarse su aprobación.

⠀⠀⠀Lilia le siguió el juego.

⠀⠀⠀Sebek primero te gritó por ser la pareja de Lilia, cinco minutos después de recapacitar sobre tú nueva posición empezó a tratarte de forma más formal.

⠀⠀⠀ ──Creo que estoy sorda...

⠀⠀⠀Malleus está feliz por ti, por cierto ya pidió por muy adelantado una invitación a su boda.

⠀⠀⠀Lilia intentó hacer un almuerzo familiar, él cocinó la comida.

•°. En muchos fanfics, One-shots, escenarios y headcanons se tiene la idea de que Lilia intentaría hacer que [Nombre] viva la misma cantidad de tiempo que él, pero mi idea es realmente la contraria.

⠀⠀⠀Lilia a pasado seguramente la perdida de parejas y amigos, no quiere tener que despertar un día y reconocer que te has ido como los demás.

⠀⠀⠀El día que tú vida acabe el tomará tu mano y si no puede evitar tu partida, él se irá contigo. . .

⠀⠀⠀Recuerda, aunque parezca contrario Lilia depende más de ti que tú de él.

•°. En resumen Lilia como Yandere Soft te da más oportunidades de vivir tranquila que sus otras versiones.

⠀⠀⠀Posibilidades de secuestro: 0.1/10

⠀⠀⠀Tipo de yandere: Jiko-giseigata (Totalmente), Mugaigata (Ligeramente), Dokusengata (totalmente).

Jiko-giseigata: Sacrificarse por amor es, sin duda, el mayor sacrificio que alguien puede hacer. Este tipo de personaje yandere tropo de choque va un paso más allá al sacrificarse por su interés amoroso a pesar de que el interés amoroso no lo necesita en absoluto.

Mugaigata: Buscando traer alegría y satisfacción a las vidas de sus intereses amorosos, se encargan de todas las necesidades de sus intereses amorosos y velan por la perfección de su educación, emociones y alma con el mayor cuidado.

Dokusengata: Creyendo que no hay nada que su interés amoroso quiera en el mundo más que ellos, le brindan a su interés amoroso una atención constante e interminable.

[hoshinoyozora]

Poor, Unfortunate Soul(s)

🖤 Pairing: Yandere! Self-aware! Twisted Wonderland x Female! Reader

💛 Word Count: 1,3k+

❤ Warnings: -

[Edited]

Do not re-upload my writing to another website or use it without my permission. Also, don’t ask for a sequel unless I like the story enough to write one. Please reblog so other people can see my stories!

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Just a lil scenario about MC who ‘dismisses’ their existences aka me lmao.

“They’re just a bunch of game characters, anyway. Why should I care so much about them?”

You laughed, unaware of the hearts that you broke within the screen. The thin yet sturdy piece of glass that separated you from the people who thought of you as their world. Their everything. Your friend chuckled, adding salt to the injury. Had she didn’t ask you why you hadn’t logged into the game for days, weeks even, maybe they wouldn’t be so humiliated and disappointed.

But did that mean they wouldn’t know your true opinion on them otherwise?

Maybe ignorance was bliss, because, then, they would’ve kept holding onto the hope for you to come back. To still want them the same way they wanted you. In this world of codes and numbers, you were the one real thing in their lives. You were human. Warm, fleshy, and expressive. And yet, you dismissed their existences so easily just because you both lived in two different worlds.

Did they really mean nothing for you? Were all of your reactions towards them merely a façade? Or a memory so insignificant you forgot about it in the next day?

“Maybe I should just delete the app. It feels like a chore to open it nowadays.”

The sky darkened, the ground trembled, and the thunder rumbled as the result of a certain dragon fae. Was this your true self? Then again, NRC was a school of villains. They shouldn’t be surprised if you, the Player, turned out to be the biggest villain of all. Not even Malleus Draconia could hold a candle to you. Your words alone had the ability to mold and break their spirits. Your touch alone could move them somewhere else and show them how beautiful Twisted Wonderland was with you by their side. And your presence alone gave them a reason to live.

If you were to disappear, wouldn’t that be comparable to death? A slow, painful death where everyone lost themselves in depression and rage, and ultimately, destroyed themselves. In a moment of morbid curiosity, they wondered if that was what you wanted all along. You toyed with their hearts, and when you got bored, you moved onto their lives.

“We… we can’t just let her leave!” A boyish voice, thick with desperation and an even desperate attempt to recompose, shattered the mournful silence. Everyone recognized him as Ace Trappola, one of Yuu’s enviable first friends and troublemakers from Heartslabyul. “We need to stop her! Come on, guys. Are we really going to stop now, after everything we’ve done to reach her?”

“But how?” Leona asked, sounding even more listless somehow. Despite his pride and consent, you’d taken a peek into his past and remained amicable with him. It didn’t matter that it was for the sake of the plot, your vessel, Yuu, still approached him and asked for his help during Octavinelle’s story. Didn’t that mean something for you? For him? “Just because we’ve managed to hack into her phone doesn’t mean we can drag her here. There’s only so much we can do to make her stay.”

Ace flinched, unprepared for the reality to slap him twice.

“I-I don’t know.” He turned to face the Diasomnia gang who, with the exception of the sniffling Sebek, looked as somber as a funeral guest. “Malleus-senpai, Lilia-senpai, you guys gotta know something about bringing someone from another world, right? You guys are the strongest of the strongest. I don’t care if it’s forbidden. There… there has to be a way!”

For a moment, they were silent as though reluctant to admit their lack of knowledge. Ace wilted, his buckling knees threatening to collapse once the severity of the situation settled in.

That is, until Lilia opened his mouth.

“… There is, actually.” he murmured. “But for every soul that moves here, another has to replace them.”

Some of the characters lit up, but the others remained skeptical.

“And I assume it’s for the sake of balance?” Vil mused, crossing his arms.

Lilia’s glance confirmed his suspicion.

“T-then, what are we waiting for?” In a burst of hope, Azul momentarily stopped sobbing. “Let’s sacrifice that person.”

“But who’s gonna be that person?” Jamil retorted.

Everyone fell quiet again, unwilling to be the lamb in the altar of your capricious existence.

“The NPCs ‘live’ when the story is moving.” Idia mumbled through the floating device. His shyness and reluctance for a face-to-face interaction was customary, but nobody could truly see the underworld his sanity was falling at a rapid pace. Still, it didn’t change the fact that he still wanted to see you living among them. Literally. “That means she has to play again if we want to sacrifice one of them.”

“I, for one, would be more than willing to help ‘convincing’ her, if that’s what it takes.” Jade simpered with his eyes closed and a hand over his chest.

“Oui! It’d be a splendid day to see her sublime face gracing us again. The sun would shine warmly, the flowers would grow tastefully, and the birds would chirp merrily!” Rook enthused, jabbing at Malleus’s inadvertent use of magic.

Riddle wiped his teary eyes with the sleeve of his uniform and straightened up.

“Seeing that our Player has slackened in her responsibility to watch over us, it is our duty to set her right.” he declared. “Heartslabyul students, I order you to find this person and bring him here!”

“I-I agree…!” Sebek piped up, still loud as always despite his trembling voice and runny nose. “I shall seize him and send him to that world at once!”

Ever the dutiful one, Silver gripped his baton and nodded. As long as it wasn’t murder without a cause, he’d gladly perform any task like a true knight would.

“Well, if Riddle ordered us like this, who are we to disobey him?” Cater laughed, trying to hide the shakiness of his voice.

Trey pushed his glasses, foggy from the upcoming tears.

“Indeed. But I won’t lie, this is something that I’m looking forward to carry out.”

“For once, you did something right, Ace!” Deuce beamed proudly.

“Oi!”

Jamil glanced at Kalim, who reluctantly nodded. He hated to see people throwing away their lives carelessly, after all the assassination attempts that he suffered through the story. But if it was for the sake of seeing you with them, who was he to stop them?

Floyd grinned happily, but the anger of being abandoned by you darkened his eyes.

“Once she gets here, I’ll be sure to give her a nice, long squeeze as a welcome~”

“Well, Leona-san?” Ruggie asked, crossing his hands behind his head. “Are we gonna boost their morale or something?”

Leona sighed, lacking the irritated exhaustion he usually had. Even he wasn’t immune to the hope that Lilia brought to them, no matter how annoying it was to trust him.

“You better not be disappointing us, Lilia.” he growled. “And you, too, Radish Sprout.”

“I don’t like this.” Jack murmured. “But if this is what it takes to make the Player fulfill her role again, then I’ll do my best to live up to the expectations!”

“I… I will join as well!” Epel stated, clenching his fists resolutely.

“Look, Brother!” Ortho chirped. “You managed to bring them all together. That’s so cool!”

Idia muttered something, but the younger boy was too engrossed in their touching cooperation to notice.

Sunlight finally dispersed the dark clouds, mirroring their spirit. Malleus took a step forward with his chin raised in determination.

“Then, I shall assist Lilia with the magic.”

You said you didn’t care about them?

Well, they would make you care.

[ghostieyanyan]

If you don’t mind, which yandere twst boys do you see being most likely to exploit a mentally exhausted prefect to kidnap them?

To clarify, I think it can be argued that the prefect would be absolutely done with NRC after six life-or-death situations due to the overblots on top of being forced to adapt to education system of another world and putting up with the quality of students at NRC. You can’t tell me that a school full of villains would treat the only magicless student well. That just screams prime opportunity to manipulate the prefect into leaving NRC to go somewhere “safer” with one of the boys.

Once again, I’m just curious about your thoughts so don’t feel pressured to respond!

yes yes yes!!!

poor perfect tired to the bone from crowly and the other students. if only there was a knight and shining armor that can come and save them.

No longer an accidentally post! But I mean it did help me finish it lol

~Mental-Exhausted!Mc~

Yan!Riddle x mc

Yan!Leona x mc

Yan!Jamil x mc

Yan!Lilia x mc

Warnings: yandere, kidnapping, drug use (shrink potion), abusive behavior, chains, collar, gag, parenthood (gender-neutual), gritting teeth(?) (I know some people hate it so ill put it in here), not a lot of proof-reads,

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Riddle

yes, riddle was the first overblot (technically) and after his overblot, he felt awful about how he behaved. he was supposed to look after Heartslaybu but he ended up becoming his mother. he hated himself for that.

So now, not only is he taking better care of his dorm, with the help of his dorm. but whenever he sees you, he tries his best to check up on you.

How are you? Do you need help with any school assignments? etc.

they all had sweet intents at first but over time, you started to look drain.. like the life was sucked right out of you. when he asked ace and deuce, they confirmed that you were just tired of all the overblots and being crowley's lap dog. if only he knew how to help you...

at first he asked, trey and cater about how he should help you. they were mature enough to know, right?

cater, being cater, teased him on "having a crush on the perfect" or how he phrased it "oooohhh you are down bad!! lol" whatever that means...

Trey said that maybe ask the perfect if they do need help. but Riddle knows the perfect, they'll say they're fine even when they're not..

riddle felt lost and swallowed his pride as he dials his mother's number.

his mother was furious with the fact that riddle was facing an issue he cant fix himself but what she said about perfect shocked him.

"well.. maybe if this perfect isn't as perfect as their title, maybe they don't belong in Night Raven College!"

with that... the call ended.

now that he wasn't being held by his mother's strings, he saw red...! no one talks about his perfect like that! but.. she has a point.. (which makes him more frustrated) if perfect is miserable here... maybe they shouldn't be attending NRC. but where would they go...?

when he thought about that, he realized he didn't really want to be away from you... you mean too much to him.

so later that day, he requested you to join him in his room, he need to talk to you. you agreed cause why would you be cautious with someone you trust, plus you were too tired to worry about how strange the request was. he gave you tea and asked if you were okay.. you said yes, just stressed with some classes and drank you tea. it tasted... off.

you feel yourself shrinking.. you were shrinking!

you looked at riddle and he was just smiling at you! he picked you up and placed you into a tea pot.

"it'll be okay, my dear. once i graduate and get us a nice home, we'll live our happy lives away from this stress and... toxic poison. But for now, you'll have to behave. i love you, my dear"

~~~~~

Leona

Whether you noticed him or not, Leona watches you run back and forth, from hallway to hallway. Kinda like a mouse running around for food but also staying hidden. Sometimes your running around helps him sleep or just ease him to a zen.

He'd normally wouldn't bat an eye because you're just a lap dog for that crow. But after time has past. He watched as you get slower, more exhausted. like you're pushing to prove something. It ercked him more than he would like. It hit too close to home for him.

When he finally was able to approach you on the matter, you looked like your soul was taken from you. Something within just snapped. He had enough of this. He made the call and suddenly, savanaclaw students came to your side and dragged you to leona's room. If you try to resist, Leona lucky told them to not hurt you too badly. But accidents happens. With their rough handling, you blacked out.

You wake up with a pretty collar around your neck and a chain attach to it? You look around and this is not your ramshackle room. You tried to sit up for a better look and get quick pulled down by the chain collar. It nearly broke your neck! But Leona would say you're being dramatic.

"Quick moving, im trying to sleep.."

You looked and saw Leona. He was laying on your chest and his legs were holding your legs down. He was like a strange weighted blanket. He wasn't in his school uniform but looks like he's in home attire?

"Where are we, leona..?"

You said, scared cause your literally in the hands of a lion that could kill you really quick..

He ears twitched and he looked up at you, bored. But he let out a smirk.

"Were home~"

It took you a minute to process what he said... home? Apparently your confused was evident on your face and leona let out a long sigh. He moved or above you, pining you down.

"Were at Sunset Savanna palace and WE are both gonna be staying here until I can trust you'll be a good obedient herbivore and stay by my side."

You were lost for words and unconsciously started to struggle under leona. Trying to push him off, kicking your legs, he got really annoyed when you accidentally pinched his tail with the bed and your foot.

His retaliation was to slam you down, knocking the wind out of your lungs. As you were gasping for air, he bit you really hard on your throat. You let out a silent scream. You thought you were going to die. This was your last moment of life.

Leona eventually let's go but quickly replacing his fangs with his hand.

"You WILL be obedient... do I make myself clear.."

That wasn't a question.. it was a demand.

~~~~~

Jamil

Jamil hardly noticed you.. PERIOD.

He's busy not only taking care of scarabia but also their housewarden. While his housewarden takes the credit.. he hated it. And the fact his housewarden is so happy go lucky to him too. Makes his blood boil!!

Jamil truly believed that no one would feel his pain, his struggles.. because everyone sees Kalim "success" before anything!

You and Jamil were in the housewarden meeting, well on the outside of the office during the meeting. Jamil had to be there because Kalim and you were there for Crowley...

You both had a quick moment until you asked him hows he been? He lends his head back against the wall and sighs. You laugh at his actions.

"I get that, hehe"

His eye twitched.

"Do you now..?"

"Heh.. I really do. I'm here for Crowley, even tho he's the Headmage. He's like a spoiled brat with responsibility... and HE knowing more about this world, and the work he does for it, more than I do. But nooo... he still gives it to me!"

Jamil stares at you as you vent about your stress and struggles in NRC. He honestly thought that your life is harder than his! How on the seven do you-?

The doors to the office opens and you and jamil both stand up. The other housewardens walked off and kalim ran to jamil, like a parent picking up their kid in kindergarten.

Jamil sighs, seeing kalim's face makes him exhausting... he quickly looks at you, not turning his head to not make it obvious. You were walking into Crowley's office as he hands you a big stack of papers. He practically saw the light in your eyes fade... he HAS to do something.. but what?

A few days past and he just watched you get more exhausted. The more he watches you the more his feelings for you grows. And the more he watched you get degraded the more he wants to set the world on fire for you..

You couldn't hold a conversation as long as you use to now! What is Crowley making you do?

His hand balled into fist. Then he get an idea.. he's always wanted to do this but never thought about it, there will be come changes to the plan with you in it but it could work!

It was in the evening and he stopped by the Ramshackle dorm. With shaking hands he knocked. He can't believe he's gonna do it.

You answer and he quick took out a cloth from his pocket and covered your mouth. Your struggles were pointless with his strength and your muffled screams wasn't going to be heard by anyone since you practically lived in the middle of nowhere. You went limp and he smile grew.

You woke up, chained, gaged, and blindfolded. You didn't know where you were you were so scared.. but you hear foot steps...

"Good morning, my little desert flower~ im sorry I had to contain you like this, I can't risk anymore seeing you. But once we leave the Isle of Sages, ill let you see."

~~~~~

Lilia

Lilia has been watching you since that first day you came here. How much chaos your presence cause, not including Grims presence, was amazing.

He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel something for you after that first day.

Whenever you're doing anything, he watches. And if hes busy, he has his bats watch you instead. They'll report any and everything about you. Including the dark circles appear under your eyes.

To say he was a little pissed... was an understandment. How dare the Crow hurt someone he cared for..

Lilia had half a mind to just get rid of Crowley with a big display of his remand.. but his kids will be scar so probably not.

He'd would think about if for a bit and told himself, why not just take you to live in Briar Valley? You could live there and he'd support you and care for you. You have a caring personal type with how much you take care of those first years.

You'll make a perfect parent...

Lilia stopped by Ramshackle dorm for a "surprised visit". You thought his strange behavior was just lilia being a strange guy? Meanwhile lilia felt like he was young again when he's with you. He felt shy and anxious. He was all fidgety and not making 100% eye contact with you.

Oh by the seven, you stir something within him and its not unwelcomed.

"Lilia? I don't mean to be rude but.. umm... why are you here..? You kinda came at a bad time.. Crowley has some paper work he wants me to fill out for him.."

Lilia fidgeting stop and if you had his super hear, you'd hear him grit his teeth for a moment.

He flips around suddenly and gets a unsettling smile.

"I came because I just remembered a old story and I wanted to tell someone before it slips my mind!"

You stared at Lilia but nodded for him to continue.

"Do you remember when I told you about the story of the Thorn Fairy? And how she put a curse on this cute little human~?"

With every word he spoke, he got closer to you.. you tried to make some distance but it quickly was put to a halt when lilia grabbed your arm.

"L-ilia.. You're hurting me.."

You tried to pull away but nothing can compete with Lilia's strength.

"Did I also tell you that with skill and focus, a powerful mage, can change the effect of such a powerful spell~?"

You're particularly trembling at this point. He got up really close to you and he shows you a small sewing needle.

"I promise, it won't be too long. Just long enough for everyone to stop looking for you~"

{I didn’t give Lilia an art piece because I drew something similar already}

[cecilebutcher]

Thank you Irene and Aubbie for the tags<3 I really appreciate it a shit ton.

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I originally was gonna put like 10 people but ended up putting waaay more😭 but you know what, I regret nothing. All these amazing people write and/or draw some of the best stuff ever. And I’m so fortunate to have come across their stuff because it is truly amazing<33

[yan-lorkai]

Been obsessed with diafam lately and I did see you wrote a few hcs for Lilia being a father figure. Can we get some more? 👀❤️

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Same, darling. Same! I've been having diafam vibes those past days and I feel that with the newest updates you guys are a little excited too, I received quite a few platonic and romantic rqs for them lately (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Lilia spoils you enough, unbearably enough. Lilia likes to match closes with each one of his sons and now with you too, lets you style his hair for him and loves when you infodump him with your newest interest. He remembers everything you said, from a to z, word by word. Though he is that kind of father who drags you to do this and that without asking your opinion, but buys you the tastiest snacks and lets you borrow his phone to play games or something. As soon as you tell him you have a crush on someone, he already knows they're not good enough for you and Lilia lets you know that. He need to get you safe and away from their tainted hands. Otherwise, a very good dad. 100% deserves a "world's best dad" cup.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Silver is calmer and more peaceful to spend time with, despite your father always instigating his brotherly instincts and asking him to protect you and his other siblings, Silver knows that you are capable of taking care of yourself. But he makes it his mission to teach you how to fight if you don't already know, he even teaches you how to fight with a sword, he doesn't want to leave you defenseless if you are in danger and need to defend yourself. Even though he is calm, Silver has his moments, hovering over your shoulder and staring at your friends to the point where it is disconcerting and they feel uncomfortable until they leave. He also likes to take naps with you or on your shoulder, loving the way you play with his hair.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ While Silver is calmer, Sebek is, surprisingly, clingier. He thinks that if Lilia chose you then there is certainly something in you and he spends a lot of time by your side, studying with you, sitting next to you in classes and during lunch, explaining the material if you don't understand and going on errands with you , all while he tries to discover what Lilia saw in you. Whatever it is, Sebek secretly enjoys your presence and protects you from the bad influences that surround you, yelling at them to stay away. Sebek is dedicated to Malleus, but also to you now, as you are the newest addition to his little family.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Malleus as a child hated being isolated in his room, so of course he helps you escape from your room every time Lilia grounds you. He usually takes you sightseeing some ruins and explains to you their stories and how they came to be. Malleus lets you take care of tamagotchi and that's his most precious possession, so you know how much it means to him. The most protective over you, by the way. With a flick of his hands he has your friends running away, afraid of him and the things he can do. But while it's temporary with Silver, with Malleus is definitely. And if you get upset over this, he'll comfort you and explain very condecendently why those were bad people you were letting in your life.

[thelonelyme]

♤𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦♤

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𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞: ディズニー ツイステッドワンダーランド[Twisted Wonderland]

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐨/𝐢: Malleus Draconia, mc, Lilia Vanrouge, Silver (Vanrouge).

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: Both Silver and Mc gets reincarnated in another world, and Lilia and Malleus watch from afar their happiness. [Silver Vanrouge x mc x Yandere Malleus Draconia]

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: Hello!! I finished your angsty Malleus story and si frankly the best one of Twisted Wonderland i've read so far, it's really breathtaking, you did an amazing job. However i think it's time for Silver to be happy isnt it? Can i request a very fluff domestic fic of Silver and mc reeincarnated, being lovers (and soulmates) with a little angst from Lilia watching from afar his "son" be happy finally, and feeling a little guilty for what he did to mc's previous life but not bc of mc but because of Silver's happyness. Sorry if it's a lot i got carried ^^

𝐀𝐕𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐄: FEM READER, This is the fourth part of “Spoiled[1]”, "Just a kiss[2]" and "Aftermath[3]", so if you haven’t already read that, make sure you do, or else you will not understand nothing. Although there will be yandere behaviors and depression.

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: @lolmiau0101, I hope you'll like that! I tried everything to make I did everything to make the fic more romantic and soft, moreover. If you don't mind, since you, @lorelibrarianlizbit, had already asked me to write a similar fic, I decided to merge both ideas and add a little of yan malleus and lilia's pov. I just hope I haven't fucked up. Love you two. I think I moved too far from the center of the request, i hope you will like it anyway.❣️.

"Hey." You heard a voice speak softly to your ear. The gentle and calm breathing of the man calmed you somewhat, but you still couldn't find the strength to make any kind of movement, since you had spent a long time wandering in that wood.

You were very tired, you felt like you had been in a different body for years and years and then you were finally able to feel your real body.

As if you were disconnected from the reality.

"Hey, can you hear me?” The man asked again, lightly touching your soft cheek. His hand quivered to touch your rosy cheek, but he constantly pulled it back. Until he took courage and placed the palm of his hand along his face.The moon made your skin glow beautifully, making you glow in the night. Like a diamond set in the rough and dirty stone. If Silver hadn’t hurt himself before, he certainly thought he was dreaming of your figure, it was impossible for him that such a beautiful creature existed in real life. But you were there. He didn't have the faintest idea who you were, but deep inside, he knew he could never be without you. His calloused and scratchy fingers moved smoothly along your face, tracing every line and stroking every part.

First he traced your forehead, pausing slightly to check if your body temperature was suitable, then he moved on to the eyebrows, which he ruffled and smoothed with every movement of his thumbs. Then it was the turn of your magnificent eyes, which he gently stroked and which he admired intensely, then he moved to the nose tracing the delicate bridge first before reaching its end, lightly pressing its pink tip. After which he moved on to outline the shape of your beautiful lips with the index finger, although they were disciplined for dehydration, for the silver-haired man they were still as beautiful and succulent as the petals of the most flowery and young rose.

He could not understand where he was, and more important, why he was there.

Everything he felt before waking up and finding you, everything that came before his arrival, he couldn't remember. It was as if his whole body categorically refused to even try to remember.

"But remember what?" He mumbled to himself.

He couldn't answer himself.

He could not give an answer that, although it might seem obvious, at the moment and in reality it was extremely difficult to conceive. The only things he could recall from his subconscious without feeling a slight pain in the head, were just a gut spin and a terrible state of anxiety, he didn't know at all what had happened before, but he knew they were not good things. Things that were best buried and never remembered again.

But a single warmth in the chest covered by a white shirt kept him confident. Despite being scared, dazed and confused by the new environment, he couldn't help but smile sweetly at the surrounding trees, it was as if that single forest healed him of any terrible sensation, as if held by the gentle arms of a mother.

Silver could hear the roar of the waters of the nearby river, he could feel the sweet and warm heat of the sun's rays penetrating through the leaves, a sweet sensation that he had never experienced.

He had awakened in the middle of a clearing, clothed and numb from his awakening. Despite his strong urge to grab an object from his side, he couldn't find anything and then not even remembering what he was looking for in the first place. As if he had lived up to that moment and then the memory of who he was, and that in the other had been erased.

Meanwhile you could still feel the strong but gentle grip on the back and shoulders. Though you instinctively tried to wriggle out of the grasp, a calming sensation pervaded your being.

As if your body remembers but your mind doesn't.

"Who are you?" You asked as you finally managed to regain enough strength to move and speak.

As soon as your eyes met Silver's, a warm emotion began to overflow from your heart incessantly, it was as if you had always known him, as if something had communicated to you that he was the person you were waiting for.

With an immediate flush, the man moved to give you a chance to get up, not without first reaching out to help you. In her eyes you were ethereal: your skin had been completely cleansed of all bruises, leaving room for a luminous and shining canvas, your face was so beautiful and perfect that even Aphrodite herself would be ashamed of hers, your sweet eyelashes fluttered softly to every blink you did. You were dressed in a nice simple pure white dress, but despite that, for him that simple dress was only complemented by the fua beauty, which made you even more beautiful.

As he admired you, he couldn't help but feel compassion and pity towards you. By now he understood that you and him had been in extremely difficult situations before their arrival. Probably and especially you, he just knew.

Meanwhile you stood in front of the handsome man, waiting patiently for an answer from him that could potentially have answered all your questions about this place you've found yourself. You weren't worried about what he could potentially do, he didn't seem like the type to take advantage of.

Instead he had a mature yet easygoing aura despite his potentially stoic appearance, his manner was reminiscent of that of a devoted knight, a knight devoted solely to the protection of his beloved princess even at the cost of his life.

"My name is Silver-" The silver-haired man stopped abruptly, leading you to observe him with curiosity for his interruption. He couldn’t connect his first name to any last name. Like he never had a last name, like he never belonged to any family before.

"-Silver, You can call me just Silver."

"You have no memory of your surname?" You asked him, curious that the man apparently didn’t have a last name. You were probably magnifying the most insignificant details of the male, but unfortunately it was in your nature, as in everyone else’s, to be curious. You came a few steps closer to him, plunging yourself into the while the rest of the grass blades of your eerily immaculate gown. Right away the man turned away from you, leaving you confused.

"No, I can't remember. And you? what's your name, your hight- miss?" The man paused and continued again, all followed by a slight cough which, he hoped, would trouble you about his last words.

Now Silver was certain: he had definitely met you or known you somewhere before, and, furthermore, he had the intuition that, in the midst of your knowledge, there were also social status of some kind between your relationship. Silver was certainly no man who would call anyone with that epithet at his first meeting. Presumably his body and spirit continued to preserve habits now forgotten and, apparently, lost forever.

"Well, I'm ___-" You started, only to find yourself in the exact same situation as the handsome man in front of your figure. Even you couldn’t remember your last name. In fact, all the information you could recall about yourself was your age- something you weren’t even quite sure of- and your name. You didn’t remember where you came from, or anything that happened before you fell.

"Just ___, ok?" You ended up sending Silver a warm smile. You knew that despite your rather clumsy encounter, you two would still be together.

You two just knew it.

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In the dark and ancient castle, the situation had gotten out of hand long before. The cruel monarch could not even be named as such, a name better suited to him would be 'monster'. You were the only one still holding him to a tiny little bit of sanity, and after your act, it was no use for him to control himself.

You were gone by now.

As much as he didn’t want to admit it, as much as he just wanted to break your ribs and be able to revive your heart, it could never have happened.

You knew that.

You knew that was the only way to get away from him. And like a fool you have escaped to a life of luxuries, privileges and loving caresses.

As a stupid and vile human, instead of deciding to rule by his side, you had decided to fuck it up just for a stupid and useless desire.

Couldn’t you understand for one goddamn minute, couldn’t you just listen to him for one fucking minute instead of yelling at him for all kinds of vulgarity? Why couldn’t you see that YOU were the one in the wrong, and instead that HE had been right all this time?! Couldn’t you just adapt to your life like he always has? And all to go back to a stupid school, where that useless crow would never help you, probably preferring to use you as his personal servant to clean his shoes.

You were never going back to your world anyway.

He was always willing to turn a blind eye to all the disrespectful behavior you’ve always had, he’d always forgotten every rejection I’d ever told him.

But anger can only last that long.

At the moment of your deliverance of your own hands, the only thing he could do in time was to divert the direction of the dagger from your chest to your side. But he had no idea of your dirty trick, hell, he didn’t even have the slightest idea that you possessed that potion made him disbelieving.

'How long were you planning this?'

He felt betrayed. He thought you was different from all those other people who became his friends only to try to kill him with various daggers.

He thought your experience with the chassis was enough to keep you together forever. And the worst part was that the spell that he cast on both of your bodies couldn’t even be used as a method to bring you back to him, because you weren’t dead, you were just sleeping. Sleeping in a luxurious bed and surrounded day after day by several servants who daily monitored your situation. You weren’t dead, but you couldn’t definitely be called alive. You were in a state of coma, even if this time induced by a powerful spell handed down by the most powerful fairy of all.

At the thought of it, Malleus' heart painfully tightened as he held back a gasp as he watched and caressed your cold cheek. Did you not have the faintest idea of the sense of terror he felt at the mere sight of your unconscious body, trembling at the thought of no longer being able to hear your beautiful voice, or of not being able to hug you while you were conscious? Hadn’t he been through enough pain already?! Did you not know how many nights he had spent crying tears of blood over your sleeping body, hoping that all this was just a nightmare, and that he would wake up at any moment and see your beautiful eyes first?

As much as he just wanted to cry and scream, he couldn’t. Deep down, he knew he was the cause of all this. But instead of admitting his guilt, he attributed it all to your behavior. But by now he could do nothing but pour out his anger and sorrow towards all those around him.

But in the mixture of emotions that she was constantly experiencing, the one that emerged most frequently was anger. A primal rage that took over his body with every mention of your name. In spite of all the pain he’d endured, you, a little human, had the balls to deny him what he deserved? Him, who could have ended your miserable freshman life and instead decided to raise you to become his wife?

He didn’t care about anyone anymore. You were gone, what was the point of holding back any signs of mental instability? What was the point of keeping a memory of you alive? He didn’t regret it at all. He would have died alone anyway. He had begun to entertain himself in different ways, killing and hunting the poor villagers in the woods. He didn’t care if he was seen as a monster in their eyes, he didn’t mind being nice if he didn’t have a reason.

For if those fools had the courage to rebel against him, they would have taken on a worse end than they could ever imagine. No one dared tell him what to do, people were too afraid of his instability, fearing that everything could trigger him in any way. And they certainly didn’t want to lose their petty lives to such a stupid mistake.

What an idiot he had been. He should have taken matters into his own hands from the beginning. Instead of treating you with the utmost care, he should have taken you by the hair and dragged you to your shared room. Lilia also always told him that he was always too lenient with his beloved human, that he was always too soft with his punishments, and for some reason instead of listening to the elder fae, at the time he had decided to trust the words of that dirty human traitor. He took personal care of your body for years, if not decades before you were woken up by a worthless man who wasn’t him. Do you understand he had to do this?

"My Lord, I don’t think this is the most appropriate way to get the Queen’s attention."

"My Lord, I know that as a humble human being I can never even imagine your anger at the moment, but I advise you not to hurt her further. Instead, try to talk to her and make her think you understand her?"

" Sir, I don’t think a punishment like this is necessary, send me instead of my father, I’ll be able to talk to her and make her understand the situation."

"And one thing was for sure, Malleus wouldn’t know what he could do to you if he was in front of you" General Lilia thought.

After all, Lilia had witnessed the slow destruction of Malleus' mind, a destruction that had caused the deterioration of an entire kingdom. He was the one who killed all those traitors who tried to conspire against his King, and he was the one who set it all up to make the dragon quite worthy of his amusement.

He didn’t expect the young monarch’s mind to be so vulnerable under all those tons of scales and iron, but he was probably and evidently wrong.

A.. human like you had even managed to make a lonely, stoic monarch like Malleus mad? At that point, he wanted to shake your hand and ask you how you did it, even though he thought shaking hands with a dead body wasn’t considered so tasteful. At least he didn’t decide to do anything else with your body. He never wanted to bother his lord more.

He was particularly interested in your mind. Even though he left you dying over and over again, he couldn’t break you permanently, he knew what you were doing was just sulking at him and the others, but you never gave up. That's why he loved human beings so much. Although they were extremely weak creatures and useless to the fairies, they still managed to have a willpower they could not understand. Not that humans could understand fairy dilemmas, anyway. But still, he was intrigued by you, but now he couldn’t play with you. Too bad.

He didn’t have the slightest remorse for what he put you through, nor for bringing you into the jaws of a beast who wanted everything from you. He couldn’t understand why you continued to rebel against your devoted husband.

'Humans..'

And maybe this continuing to compare you to other humans, was the only mistake, and Lilia’s only achilles heel was to tend to underestimate things that, according to him, are not worthy of her attention. And maybe that’s what kept him from thinking that you could never hurt the situation, and not have him calculate another variable very close to him.

Lilia couldn’t understand the concept of 'love'. He had never tried it before, all he had ever experienced was a slight affection for some people in his past and for Silver. He couldn’t understand what was so bewitching about you, certain, you had a pretty face, but he didn’t think you were so stunning or anything; and he certainly couldn’t understand when his son started to have feelings for you. Obviously a small part of himself cared a little about the health of the silver-haired man, so when he noticed the same wounds on your arms placed in Silver’s chest, he absolutely had to confront him about this particular situation.

He knew they were legends, but he didn’t even think that what that connection was really real. But he had to expect it, after all, in legends there is always a bottom of truth.

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"Silver, you wouldn’t want to make our dear Malleus angry, would you?" Said the ancient fae playfully, hovering predatorily around the figure of the light-eyed man. He didn’t even hide the fact that he wanted to mean something else, after all, his son must have known him so well, right? His intuitions were accurate, noting how his body froze at that single question. He was probably wondering what he had ever done wrong, or even thought about what kind of reaction he would had! He loved making fun of others.

"Never, never wish our lord could be angry for a useless reason"

"Then tell me, why do you have feelings for Malleus' human?" he asked, not sparing him a look of steel. He had no more playful posturing or anything, this time he was extremely serious. As much as he loved seeing others suffer, the only exception was his own son. It was his weakness just like you were Malleus' weakness. He knew that the dragon’s jealousy was better if it remained unchallenged, so he had to take matters into his own hands, wanting to avoid the boy's death.

"..I don’t know father." He said after a few minutes of silence. He knew that Silver didn’t want you to be punished because of him or anything, and more importantly, he didn’t want him to report everything to Malleus. If you were warning him, there must be a reason, right?

"Forget about her immediately. Don’t talk to her, don’t look at her and forget about your feelings. And if I find you near her again, I will make sure my sword finds a place in your flesh before Malleus' teeth do." He hoped the threat would keep him at bay.

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But as much as Lilia sometimes forgot that Silver wasn’t fae, he was human. Humans were born to err.

He couldn’t help but feel a slight disappointment in the end his son had made. He had warned him, but apparently he had not followed his warning. He was slightly. disappointed at the end of his son’s dreams. He too had the right to be happy, but not in this world. The strongest fish devour the weakest, and unfortunately, Silver was no exception. Although he felt that Malleus had made a fairly fair choice from his point of view, he couldn’t help but feel empty inside. He knew he had an attachment to the white-haired human, but he didn’t think he was so fond of him.

He felt useless, actually. As much as Silver deserved it, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed that he couldn’t realize Silver’s feelings years before. He could have saved him, but he chose not to. After all, the father part of him could not help but say that he did not want the one who had actually grown for 24 years to have a good ending like the principles of fairy tales that he liked so much.

He could have done more, but now he was useless. The only thing he could actually do was to keep his body and his tomb intact.

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Years had passed since you met. From that moment on, you both had the confirmation of your doubts. Over time, during the most stormy nights, you could both witness some of your old life reorders. They weren’t uncommon, so you both preferred to sleep together.

The first time you dreamed of a memory of yourself, you cried and screamed all night, terrified that you had been through everything you had seen. You never thought you’d be raped by the man who claimed to be the only one who ever really loved you. You couldn’t feel any pain and you couldn’t see any scars, but every revelation of who you were was a stab in the heart.

You really went through so much?

Were you really that strong?

You never thought you had an indestructible mind, but all those sleepless nights spent in the arms of your knight were conclusive proof. Until recently, you never thought you could admire yourself, but all those visions of your endurance despite all the violence that had been carried out on you, despite all that life had been throwing up on you all along.. You were proud of yourself.

You were completely reborn. Like a phoenix.

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"Hey, listen to me, you’re the strongest person I know. I know I can never feel or imagine what you’ve been through, but I know you’ve always been braver, more tenacious, the most indestructible person of everything and person ever created."

"Oh Silver… Thank you for being there for me- Thank you!" You screamed crying constantly sinking into the chest of your beloved. You felt protected, surrounded by the strong arms of your boyfriend.

"Oh- Silver, *sob* thank you- *sight* I l-love you.." You said opening in the chest of your beloved. You felt protected, you felt enveloped by the strong arms of your boyfriend. You could trust him. He was your only rock left where you could lean. Everything was jumping at you, making you feel like you were drowning, and he was that rock that could save your life. For him it could only be the opposite. You were his landmark, and he felt unworthy to be called one when you were the one who went all out.

'They complement each other perfectly… My son..'

He was trying to make you understand that he would stay with you, no matter what. He would always remain devoted to you. And if he had to die, so be it. He had already promised to protect you in the past, and he had not succeeded, but this time he will succeed.

"I swear, I will protect you," He said as a tear dripped from his cheek to your nightgown. This time he will not fail.

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Silver, on the other hand, was much more closed about everything that had happened to him. He couldn’t believe he left you in the wolf’s lair without even caring. He didn’t believe that that was really him, he refused to even think that he would let you suffer without even blinking. He didn’t even want to blame the half dragon and the two minions- whose name you couldn’t remember.

He just blamed himself for not letting you stop meeting the lunatic who then kidnapped you, he should have done everything to prevent everything that happened from happening, and instead of warning you of the tendencies and thoughts he knew about, He had done absolutely nothing, indeed, ignoring even the fact that you were also friends in the first place. And he blamed himself and felt shameful just for falling in love with you while you were in a situation a thousand times more terrible than all those he had gone through, just adding more gasoline to the fire he had created. For him you were a model of life, an example to follow: your tenacity is the one that allowed you in the first place to never fall into provocations and persuasions, you have always remained faithful and firmly chained to your principles and your desires, resisting centuries and centuries in that place.

He knew he could never get to be like you, but in the end all he wanted to do with his life at this point was turn his whole life to your protection. He had failed once in more than one way, and this time, he was sure, that he would not make the same mistakes a second time. He didn’t know who or what he had decided to give him this new opportunity, and he was immensely grateful. Finally, with the wings you were given, you could leave everything behind and finally fly together.

He cried too, singing sad as a blue-chested nightingale.

This time he had finally had his happy ending, as in the fairy tales he loved to hear as a child. And you would be his princess, and he would be your devoted knight. Now, weaving your feathered tail with its azure, you spread your wings and flew together, beware only of the cold glow of the moon and your black and pink-haired repentant that cried salty tears as he watched you from his haunted dream.

Flying until the sun rises.

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Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

[mrsrookhunt]

Red Tulle and Satin | Pt.1

Lilia Vanrouge x Reader

Warnings: TRUE YANDERE-- No fluff nor sugarcoating. Kidnapping, swearing, Lilia is VERY out of his mind with obsession, mental illness, reader is being tortured, Lilia is drunk

MILD CHAPTER 7 SPOILER!!

"Why do you cry?" He asked, voice echoing across the dark, wet chamber you were trapped in.

You didn't have to be able to see to know that his wicked words were accompanied by an equally devilish grin, proud of the inescapable tortures he has conjured from imagination and twisted into reality.

By God, you wanted out. You were done for, were you not? You would've given anything to turn back the clock, to see the signs-- change any decision that would have led to anything but this.

The lights came on, and cast a sharp florescent light against the cave-like basement.

And then there sat Lilia, in a chair, across the room.

Giggling. Snickering. Little light-hearted laughs, at each new attempt to struggle against the magical bonds he placed upon you.

He was losing his power, true. But he had enough left yet. And he'd willingly use it all up, to the very last drop, to keep you trapped with him.

"Lilia...Please! I'm begging.. I'll do anything you fucking want.. but let me out of these bonds. They hurt," You pleaded, oozing you 20th lie that goddamn hour, to appeal to his senses.

"Haah... that's not such a bad thing. You look so pretty..."

The chair creaked as he stood up.

A flash of movement, and he was kneeling next to you, knees to the floorboards and hands on your lap, like he was praying to a statue, a statue of reverence and worth.

He sniffed your hair, your neck, your back, exhaling each time like he'd seen the height of pleasure in that moment.

His hands shook as they came up to each side of your face.

He sweeped the damp strands of hair off your forehead with trembling, sweaty fingers.

"So, so... so p-rettyyyy." He cooed.

Sweat dripped off his forehead.

"Y-you're not right, Lilia-"

He stood up shakily with a whoosh of hot air.

"Oh-? Right..? I'm not right? Does that... scare you, honey?"

His hand came up above your face in an unsteady promise of what was to come if you didn't choose your words carefully.

You fliched, but chose not to speak.

"Oh~ l-ooook at that-! You're getting it now!" He lowered his hand and fell to his knees again.

Another coo to your ear, so close you could feel his quivering breath, sweetened with alcohol.

"I'll make sure you learn your place, dear."

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-June 28th, 2023

-Kaori

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WAIT IF REQUESTS ARE OPEN CAN I REQUEST FOR LILIA X GN READER WITH THE PROMPT “I’ll remind everyone of our love” PLEASE? HSBSHSHE I LOVE THE PROMPTS YOU CHOSE FOR THE EVENT, ALSO HAPPY 200 FOLLOWERS IM SO PROUD IF YOU!

Take care of yourself hun! <3

Omg thank you so much!! I worked really hard creating these prompts! And tysm requesting!

If you want to request for my 200 followers event, look here

This is my first soft yandere fic here, so I hope it's good. I hope you enjoy!

“I’ll remind everyone of our love.” Lilia x MC 200 Followers Event

Lilia loves you. He’ll always love you. He has loved you from the day you stepped into Twisted Wonderland and will keep his adoration for you. 

He had first heard about you from Malleus. He couldn’t believe his ears when Malleus had told him that the magicless prefect was not only unafraid of the most powerful and feared fae Malleus was, but also befriended that fae. He was over the moon Malleus formed such a relationship with someone, so much that he too wished to meet you.

He first took notice of you during the winter break. Oh, he had seen you before and yet, this was the first time he got to speak with you one on one. …You were everything he could have ever imagined. Never during his long, long time in this world had he met a person like you. He couldn’t describe it. You weren’t particularly outstanding, especially compared to the unique characters in NRC. You were you and it enticed Lilia. 

He started visiting you regularly. Popping in Ramshackle without warning and scaring you and poor Grim half to death (fortunately Lilia can bring some premium tuna and Grim won’t complain). He visited more than your first year friends did. And you had grown quite attached to your fae. 

It was Lilia who confessed his love first. Years of life experience made it slightly easier for him to get his feelings off his chest. However, it didn’t dispel the butterflies of his passion that fluttered- no, that swarmed in his core. His devotion was met with yours in kind. From this moment forward, your fate became woven in the obsession Lilia spun with his spinning wheel and called the spindle his love.

The students in Night Raven College had… quite some character. With their temper, their pride, their greed and their strong magic. They must be terrifying for a precious magicless human such as you. Why go anything when the people here are prone to being so reckless. I mean, look at all these overblots. Such honey-coated words were all Lilia needed to keep you in Ramshackle. 

“Why go out when I can show you a kinder world. A world for the two of us.” Lilia had promised. And he fulfilled that promise. He’d give you anything you desired; the new limited edition drink that was running out, the latest gaming console that was way too costly for a regular student, any furniture with the fabric you could instantly doze off on like Silver. 

Oh, you wanted to see other people? Lilia brought Malleus over too. He had even introduced you to Silver and Sebek. Silver was happy you made his father so happy and Sebek… was Sebek, but you could tell he was growing fond of you. Isn’t this nice? You, your friends and your Lilia. His perfect family. A family he wasn’t going to let go of. Of course he wasn’t going to, it was your family as well. 

Alas, even though Lilia had tried his best to stop prying eyes from gazing on you, you still go to classes. You wanted to learn about this world and Lilia wasn’t going to stop that even though he would prefer to tutor you. And eyes pried upon your form. 

Some foolish freshman thought it best to confess his feelings to you. Ha! How absolutely ridiculous. This freshman wasn’t the brightest, but Lilia supposes none of the freshmen are. However, this first year has some nerve, asking you out. 

“Lilia-” You gasped as your fae nipped at your delicate neck. You were back in Ramshackle, where you were most, sitting on top of Lilia lap.

Lilia kept pressing his lips to your neck, making red marks on your skin. How precious. “Don’t fret my dear. That man won’t bother you anymore. No one will dare make such moves on you again. I’ll remind everyone of our love.”

And Lilia kept his promise. You knew by now Lilia always kept his promises. You never saw that freshman again. You knew you could keep demanding and he’d warmly oblige. He doted on you, spoiling you as much as you wanted. The tenderness in his heart was all you wanted, after all. He wished for you to stay in Ramshackle, so why not? He was there with you, so you could always be amused and loved. 

[syndyj]

Twisted Wonderland

MC teasing Sebek for what he said in the past

Child MC lost her Dada Mal

Someone's masterlist of General Lilia

Mal and Lilia babysitting Baby MC and Baby Silver

Past lover reader x Lilia

Mr Moon and Child MC

Lab experiment

Dragon Malleus enjoying time with his family

Mal turned into a little dragon

MC's husband returns from "war"

Chubby reader x Yandere Jamil

Reader x General Lilia

Enemies to lovers with General Lilia

OFFENDED Royal Guard Lilia

Papa Simeon with their Baby MC

Kid MC & "boyfriend" Helix

MC with baby twst characters

Lilia flirting w/ MC

Rook's wandering eye is the caused of tears

Malleus & MC's kid gulps down the whole cone

MC's platonic world

hEeLpP

Hyper MC

How to make friends w/ Malleus

Headpats w/ Floyd

Leona taking care of Baby MC

Baby MC is just like Azul

Another shot of Leona w/ Baby MC

Mama Jade w/ Baby MC

Silver doozing off while taking care of Baby MC

Malleus being dramatic

Mal jealous of his past self

Mal and his complete devotion to MC

Leona. MC. French Fries

Mal go correct them buddy

Grim interviewing MC's future sugar dad

Lilia and MC as archenemies

Azul having MC's baby pics

Mal VIBRATING HIGH

Baby MC's just like Azul

Incorrect quotes w/ Kalim

Toddler MC at Diasomnia

I have nothing to say but just PURE FLUFF

Baby MC at Diasomnia

[shiny-jr]

diasomnia

The only path was forward, on a bridge over a sea of thorns, leading directly to a castle. Do not be frightened. While your surroundings and the people may appear intimidating, the inhabitants of the castle will treat you warmly. It seems the highly regarded fae prince of the valley and his retainers have taken an interest in you. Stay for the night, they implore. 

All 

   ✂ i didn’t ask to get isekaied (imposter au) (intro) 

          ✄ i didn’t ask to get isekaied (diasomnia dorm)

   ✂ outlander (genshin au)

   ✂ twst cast as yanderes pt. 2 (my opinion) 

   ✂ we just got a letter, wonder who it’s from (imposter au) (reactions) 

          ✄ from DIASOMNIA

   ✂ why are you in my apartment? pt. 2

   ✂ yandere twst quiz on quotev

Sebek Zigvolt 

   ✂ (1,000 follower special) “I’ll be your humble servant, if only you’d let me.” 

   ✂ (3,000 follower special) A - Z

Silver 

   ✂ (1,000 follower special) “I thank every divine being that exists for having guided me to you.”

   ✂ (5,000 follower special) Mercy. “I-I’m sorry. Everything I do is for you, but I messed up.”

   ✂ swan silver (mythical au)

Lilia Vanrouge 

   ✂ (1,000 follower special) “Now, you know it’s cruel to play with other people’s feelings, don’t you?” 

   ✂ (3,000 follower special) A - Z

   ✂ mc trying to get a moment to relax away from lilia

Malleus Draconia 

   ✂ (1,000 follower special) “You’re engrained into my being. Like a tree’s roots, you take hold of my heart.”

   ✂ (5,000 follower special) Hollow. "Without you, I am nothing. I am empty."

   ✂ affection meter

   ✂ choosing an outfit to impress mc

   ✂ dream buddies idea 

   ✂ heathers au 

          ✄ peek at malleus in this au 

   ✂ mc doesn’t want to be in an upper class

   ✂ not your knight in shining armor (knight!mc x dragon!malleus)

   ✂ “once upon a dream” (yan!malleus oneshot) 

   ✂ some old yandere malleus content I’m probably not proud of but I haven’t reread it yet

[luvrbug]

can I request yandere silver headcannons, mayhaps about him stalking/taking stuff from our dear, gn! mc? how does he react when he FINALLY gets their stuff, how does he react?

(it's okay, make it a little scandalous... HIK SNIFFING MC'S CLOTHES YESS)

also, not me typing this at a dinner party... truly deranged behavior

-> there were two asks like this!! idk if theyre both u but here u go :] extremely deranged behavior

-> Pairing - Silver x Gn!Reader

-> Warnings- a little spicy? nothing too bad.

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-> Silver

- he's definitely a blushy boy when he stalks you!! You're just so beautiful, and you smell so nice and he loves how that shirt looks on you...

- He's often asking you for "study sessions" whixh devolve into "sleeping on your bed" sessions very quickly. Waking up surrounded by your scent is one of his favorite activities.

- He probably gets his hands on a shirt first. Maybe he spilled something on himself and you offer him an oversized band t-shirt so he can walk back to diasomnia.

- He absolutely huffs rhe shirt once he steps outside of ramshackle. You smell so good, he can almost imagine the two of you laying in bed, nothing between you but this shirt....

- and lilia pops out of nowhere, ruining his fantasy. Lilia is so happy that his son has finally found a mate!