#yes malleus would indeed go through it

[equestriagirl16]

You reject Neige’s offer to transfer to RSA~🌹

“Please Y/N, you’d fit in so well at RSA!” Neige’s familair voice rang throughout the courtyard you were trotting through after another day of classes. Your friend from across the way once again, despite his best intentions, absolutely insisted that you transferred to RSA here and now. For what you figured to be the 100th time.

“Neige I already told you-”

“I know I know, but you don’t get it Y/N! NRC isn’t a place for someone like you. Your heart and soul are way too pure, you’d have so many friends and a warm welcome waiting for you at RSA. You just have to let me take you there!”

Unbeknownst to you both a few of your said NRC friends may or may not have been purposefully eavesdropping on your conversation ever since they caught wind that the little do-gooder stopped by. Secretly they feared your answer, they knew that they didn’t give you the easiest time here. Perhaps someone as kind as you would find a better place at RSA, and maybe they should try to accept that rather than fight it for your own benefit.

“No Neige! I’ve told you before and I’ll only tell you one more time. Night Raven College is my home! I don’t care how annoying or villainous anyone here may seem, they’re my friends and whether you recognize it or not they love me just as much as I love them. This is where I wound up, and I chose along time ago that this is where I belong. That’s the end of it!”

The dark haired boy was taken aback by your harshness, but stood still in an understanding silence.

“Look, you and everyone at RSA are my friends too but I already have a place right here. That doesn’t mean I can’t visit more of my favorite people in all the Wonderland from time to time though alright?”

“Ok Y/N you win no more pushing, but if you ever change your mind you know who to call.”

“Heh, don’t hold your breathe pretty boy.”

The two of you walked off and continued your random banter all the way to your dorm. How little did you know the impression you left on your friends hiding in plain sight after hearing your answer.

YELLING SCREAMING ROLLING ON THE GROUND KICKING THE AIR SWANGIN THEIR FEET GIGGLING LIKE A SCHOOL GIRL- Hell yeah that’s right!!!! Y/N isn’t going anywhere with that RSA nerd cause 🎶we are family~🎶 *cue celebratory breakdance*🕺🕺🕺. Very excited, very happy, goes and brags about it to everyone who wasn’t there and either revels in the shared joy or tries to rub in that “They stayed because of me obviously.”😎

- ACE & DUECE(they were totally spying on you together), Cater, KALIM, Ruggie, Floyd

Controlled chaos, like just vibrates in place and maybe does one fist bump in the air and a silent “YES” for good measure. Just very happy you want to stay with them by your own volition, they must be doing something right if you consider NRC your home! They would ensure you’ll continue to feel that way, and let the rest of their friends know too so hopefully they can keep up the great work as well. Mission accomplished.😌

- Trey, Jack, Ortho(the lil bestie), AZUL, RIDDLE, EPEL, Silver, Jade, Rook, Malleus, Lilia

*Casually throws aside large rock* Of course, he knew you’d choose them all along(was actually wildly insecure about your decision, and ready to MAIM-). It’s not like he was already mapping out an elaborate plan to send a search party after you and you drag you back to NRC cause he does not know how he’d live and/or function without your very presence hahaha that’s insane(*rapidly presses backspace in the group chat*). Just takes a much needed deep breath and relishes in your choice. If he felt like you still might be inclined to change your mind in the future he’d shape up his act, just a little, and only for you.

- LEONA, Jamil, VIL, JADE & FLOYD, Malleus, Lilia, Rook

WAAAAAHAHAHAHAHABA JSOSOSKAMKSLDOXOSIWGQUIAIAJAJA-oh, you’re staying? THANK THE SEVEN! Was so fucking upset we’re talking sad boi hours, depression mode on, preparing the emo music for the walk home. Had no confidence in the fact that you would deny the offer either because he knew he could do better, or you just DESERVED way better. But the fact that you were so adamant about staying literally just resurrected him from the sever cardiac arrest due to the sudden heart break. Such a drama queen, but only cause he cares about you so much!(maybe a lil too much, do I sniff a crutch?🤨)

IDIA, Sebek, MALLEUS, KALIM, Floyd

[mkkk12345]

Mishaps in the potionology classroom

Malleus x reader

A late-night tutoring session turned into a night of frantically looking through textbooks and babysitting a baby dragon. 

We all know what started this, I would die for this little guy he’s precious, no spoiler warning cos I’m not on JP server lol. 

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What were you going to tell Lillia? How well will Silver take this? How is Sebek going to kill you? These were the questions that floated through your mind as you held a baby dragon prince in your arms. What were you going to do now… after an incident like this you were surely going to be on some fae hit list. 

It was an accident you swear, but that didn’t matter now did it, how impromptu tutoring session come to this? 

It all started when you asked Malleus for some assistance with your potionology class homework, you wouldn't normally ask someone like him who probably had something better to do than tutor you but it was late at night and you were desperate. You had spotted him out the window of your room in Ramshackle when the idea popped into your head. Ask him a few questions out the window and it would be over, right? 

Wrong. 

“Tsunotaro do you have a minute to spare?” you asked him as he turned his head up in surprise

As always he answered with a smile “Why yes of course I do, I always have time for you my dearest perfect.” relief flooded your features and you started to explain your situation.

“There are a few questions on this potionology homework that aren't clicking, I dont think it will take too long but would you like to come inside it's colder than I thought out there.” How could you resist, it was only the proper thing to do no? He is a prince after all, and it was indeed unusually cold out tonight it couldn't hurt to invite him into your dorm. 

You quickly rush to the door to let him in, guiding him to your room where Grimm was, as expected still sound asleep on your bed belly up snoring. “Please excuse him, you know how he is.” you sigh as he chuckled,

“Please don’t worry, now what did you need help with my dear” Your heart skipped a beat almost dropping the extra chair you were bringing over to your desk. 

Sitting down and clearing your throat you begin your impromptu tutoring session with Malleus “W-we’ll there's this part here-” 

With Malleus’s help, you quickly progressed to the last question but as you read it your eyes grew wide, how could you overlook this? “Using the recipe provided on page 324 of the textbook please recreate the potion you have been studying. Oh god, how did I miss Professor Crewel telling us about that in class?” you bury your face in your hands in defeat. 

Unbeknownst to you a smile grew on Malleuses face “Worry not child of man, shall we go to the potionology classroom? I’m sure even the spirits that roam the halls of the school would not dare to stop you if I came along.” 

“Is that really ok? I mean it's midnight we aren't even supposed to be out of our dorms at this time of the night.” lifting your head you looked at him with worry in your eyes. 

“You may place your trust in me, I shall take the fall if anything were to happen.” You sigh giving into desperation for a second time tonight. 

And that's how you were now stuck in the potionology classroom with a baby dragon frantically calling Grimm for help. Was it the best thing to do at the moment? No. But what else could you do? Calling a professor was out of the question, you could be expelled for something like this. Calling one of the other first years was also out of the question, you didn't want to drag them into this either.  So you went to your last resort, Grimm. 

“Y/N where are you do you know what time it is?” Grimm sleepy shouted into the phone. 

“Grimm I’m sorry for waking you up but I’m in a sticky situation right now, I’ll explain everything later but right now I need you to come down to the potionology classroom it's urgent-” Just then little dragon Malleus decided he was bored and wanted out of your arms, “Hey Tsunotaro stay still-” it was then that the little guy swung his tail up knocking the phone out of your hands and onto the floor, effectively ending the call. 

“Well at least that might get him to come over here quicker,” you sighed as you tried to wrangle Malleus to stay in your arms. “What are we going to do with you little Tsunotaro, I can only assume that what we made and accidentally splashed onto you was an age-reversal potion of some kind.” you held him out hands under his arms like someone would hold a long cat. 

A few minutes later Grimm slams the door open “Y/N, are you ok!” Grimm shouted out of breath from the long run over to the potionology classroom. 

“Yeah sorry to worry you Grimm, Tsunotaro made me drop the phone,” you said as you turned towards Grimm, bringing the little dragon closer to your body. 

With a confused expression, he cocked his head to the side and pointed at the little guy in your arms, “Is that?” 

“Yeah” Filling Grimm in on the situation you sat down on the floor and subconsciously began to play with Malleus’s little feet, petting him as if he were a cat. In your defense, he was cat-shaped and sized and he seemed to begin to relax in your lap as well. 

“So what do we do now?” Grimm asked now coming closer to the little dragon in your lap to get a closer look. 

“Well if you could pass me that textbook and help me look for a solution to this before anyone finds out that would be great.” You looked at him with a tired smile. 

A few minutes had passed and Grimm walked over to you and pulled at your sleeve too afraid of what would happen if the sleeping dragon in your lap woke up. He looked up at you and back down to the textbook in his hand pointing at a particular sentence in the page. You quietly read it aloud “There is no way to reverse the effects of the potion, the amount of time the potion is in effect is determined by the amount of potion the individual comes in contact with.” you sighed in relief,  from what you could tell only a few drops had landed on him. “Judging by the table here he should be back to normal in a few hours,” you finally allowed yourself to release the breath you were holding. Now looking back down at little baby Malleus in your lap you could finally take in how absolutely adorable he was, his tiny wings, those eyes that were slightly disproportionate to the rest of his head, the way he squished his little head into your stomach. Looking back up at Grimm you smiled “Ok let’s clean up the evidence and go back to Ramshackle to get some rest, we might have a little explaining to do tomorrow.”

Somehow you and Grimm had managed to get back to ramshackle without incident and without waking the sleeping dragon in your arms. Upon entering the dorm Grimm spoke up “So where are ya gonna put baby Tsunotaro for tonight? Because I am not giving up my spot in bed.” Grimm stood defiantly in front of your shared bed. 

“Grimm please dont be stubborn, it's just for one night, plus he is the future ruler of the Briar Valley, who knows what hitlist the fae will put us on if he gets mad” You stare at Grimm with a fearful expression (fake of course but Grimm doesn't have to know that). And with that, the three of you were off to bed. Although things might have turned out in Grimm's favor because for the rest of that night every time you weren't holding little Malleus in your arms, he would whine and make a fuss until you would take him back into your arms against your warm body for cuddles. 

As per usual the next morning you awoke to your alarm clock blaring from the bedside table. As you groaned you attempted to move to turn the wretched thing off but instead, you were met with the realization someone was holding you, preventing you from moving. “Allow me a few more minutes of bliss please dear.” a husky low voice borderline growled into your ear as one of his arms reached over you to shut off the alarm clock. 

“Malleus?!” this is not what you were expecting to wake up to this morning. You thought you would wake up with a tiny little dragon in your arms if your calculations were correct, maybe the potion didn't work as well on fae? You thought as you stared up at his handsome face who stared back at you. 

“Yes, my dear prefect? Is something the matter?” he looked at you inquisitively, surely he didn't think this was normal right? To wake up and just be cuddling with someone?

“Ah well um I just thought I would be waking up to a little dragon this morning.” you laughed awkwardly as you tried to relax in his hold. 

“Worry not, a potion as weak as that would not have such an effect on me. Oh or are you perhaps disappointed at the fact you no longer get to see me as an infant? Lilla has told me I was quite cute back then.” he chuckles as your red face burying yourself in the sheets. 

“He isn't wrong, you were very adorable,” you spoke softly from under the sheets.

Malleus then suddenly pulled your body closer to his, ”Am I no longer cute now dear? Oh how you wound me” he spoke as he tucked his face into the crook of your neck. 

If you thought you were red before, now you were probably even redder than Riddle's hair “Well I… I think your quite handsome now…” you whispered as your hand moved to stroke his hair. “Not that you weren't handsome before this or anything! I just-” 

“Will you two get a room or something?! Can't a cat get some extra sleep before class without lovey-dovey fools realizing feelings so loud?!” Grimm shouted as he got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom “Geez, not even one day of peace in this damn dorm.” he grumbled under his breath before slamming the door shut. 

And with that, the two of you burst into a fit of laughter enjoying one another warmth under the covers for a little while longer before getting ready for school yourselves. 

“Hey isn't your dorm going to go into a panic looking for you this morning?” You asked Malleus from the bathroom as you got dressed. 

He responded with a chuckle “Worry not, Lillia came to find me earlier this morning. The only one I would worry about is Sebek.” he spoke with a smirk on his face. 

Back in Diasomnia

“WAKA SAMAAAAAAAA HAS ANYONE SEEN WAKA SAMA,” a certain green hair crocodile was currently screaming his head off as if someone had died. 

The usually sleepy silver-haired boy crossed his arms and shook his head at the sight, “It’s going to be a long morning.” 

All the while the pink-haired ​​vice house warden was laughing his head off at the sight of the chaos occurring. 

[janahanooo]

This is part 2 [you can find part 1 here]

Lilia: Silver, what do you think about getting another parent?

Silver: it's Yuu is it

Lilia: ah, you know me so well-

Silver: -thank god, I don't think they would have stopped talking about you for the rest of my life...

Lilia: oh

Sebek: HUMAN!

Yuu: please don't shout, my ears hurt

Sebek: oh, please forgive me, I just have a question.

Yuu: yes?

Sebek: is it true that you and Lilia-sama are getting married?

Yuu: I mean, yeah. He did propose to me the other day. Why? You don't want me to marry him?

Sebek: no no, I am indeed happy, just... please don't let him near the kitchen at all cost.

Yuu: right.

Sebek: and let me be your best man

Yuu: oh.

Yuu: sure! I intended to ask you or Silver anyways

Sebek: THANK YOU! I WILL BE THE BEST BEST MAN IN HISTORY!

Yuu: still no need to shout

Sebek: ☆^☆

Malleus: did you think this through?

Lilia: no ♡

Malleus: knew it

Lilia: come on! Yuu is going to be your new step-parent! And you guys are great friends!

Malleus: I wasn't talking about that. (And thinking that I need to call child of man my parents is just... weird)

Malleus: I was talking about this whole thing... they are human-

Lilia: -and I don't have much time left, I know.

Malleus: ...

Malleus: then I wish you to be happy

Lilia: you big baby♡

[hisui-dreamer]

trial romance

Pairing: Malleus Draconia x gn!reader

Synopsis: since you were going to be put in an arranged marriage anyways, you decided to let yourself experience a normal teenage romance first!

Tags: fluff, slow burn, rent-a-boyfriend mallesu, mutual pining nrc and sra are mixed schools, reader has an elder brother, reader is royalty

Word count: 2.7k+

Notes: woooh sorry for neglecting you mal mal :( i hope this fic makes up for it hehe

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You've never really known love.

Born as the second child of a small, but affluent kingdom, you're not sure you have the right to complain. Each day dawns with the assurance of never experiencing hunger, attended to by countless devoted maids catering to your every whim. It's a life of opulence, one that stands in stark contrast to the struggles endured by those grappling with meager wages just to survive.

Still, there remains an ache within you, a yearning for a love that exists in the enchanting tales of old. A love so untainted that it remains steadfast in any circumstance, a love capable of cleansing away all your sorrows, becoming your very reason of existence.

But such a love seems as distant as the stars. After all, you're bound by the responsibilities as the second princess. Unlike your elder brother who inherits the throne, you are a mere pawn in the intricate game of politics, destined for an arranged marriage rather than a fufiling romance.

In a rare display of benevolence, your father granted you a fleeting taste of freedom, sending you off to live under a false identity at the renowned Royal Sword Academy on Sage Island. Three precious years, promising a respite from the constraints of duty, and you promised to seize each moment and savour the life of a normal person who yearned for love.

Which brings you back to the present moment.

"Jellyfish are such fascinating creatures, don't you think so dear?"

The man stands tall beside you, his golden locks catching the ambient blue glow within the aquarium, lending him an almost ethereal air. His emerald eyes fix upon you, awaiting your response.

You return his gaze, captivated by the way the light dances in his eyes. A soft smile graces your lips as you consider his question.

"They are indeed fascinating," you reply, your voice carrying a hint of admiration. "They move with such grace and fluidity, it's like they're dancing through the water."

He hums at your response, fix focus shifting back onto the creatures drifting in the display.

He's a peculiar man, no doubt. It's puzzling to fathom the sort of individual who would boldly advertise their boyfriend rental services on Magicam. Especially someone as strikingly handsome as he appears to be; you would have assumed he'd have no shortage of admirers or suitors.

But you suppose you're not really any better, the person who hired said rentable boyfriend.

Though you're a bit ashamed to admit, you harbor a certain discomfort when it comes to meeting new people. And with your identity as a merchant's daughter, you've had few interactions with your schoolmates, leaving you with a shortage of friends, let alone a romantic relationship.

It was in then that you stumbled upon his listing.

And now, here you are, on your first ever date, exploring an aquarium together.

"Do you mind telling me what dates you're free?" you ask casually as you stroll towards the tropical section, bathed in the vivid hues of exotic marine life.

He trails alongside you, his presence exuding an air of calmness. "Dates...?" he muses, his tone tinged with intrigue. "Ah, you wish to see me another time, I presume?"

You cast your gaze downwards, a hint of bashfulness coloring your cheeks. "Yes... I would like that."

He contemplates for a moment, a hint of concern crossing his features. "Hmm... My fees are quite high you see. Your finances may suffer if you spend too much time with me."

"Hmph. You don't have to be concerned. This money has nowhere else to go anyways," you scoff.

His gaze lingers on you with a hint of curiosity, before a gentle warmth softens his features as he nods. "Very well," he murmurs, his hand reaching out to envelop yours in a tender clasp. With a delicate gesture, he presses a fleeting kiss upon the back of your hand, his voice resonating with anticipation, "I look forward to seeing you more often, my dear."

Aquarium Date ✅

First Date ✅

"You seem quite troubled by this book. Is something the matter?" Mal asked, peering over the edge of his book, eyes sparkling with curiosity.

He sat across from you, textbooks and notebooks scattered between you, each page turned with a quiet reverence. The library was bathed in a soft glow, the gentle hum of whispers filling the air like a comforting melody.

You glanced up from your own notes, running a hand through your hair in a gesture of resignation. "I have a test coming up for Magic Analysis, but I always get so overwhelmed with information I forget the details."

"Magic Analysis... Perhaps you're approaching it from the wrong angle," Mal suggested, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "What if we break it down into smaller, more manageable chunks? We could create a study plan together."

The idea sparked a glimmer of hope within you, the prospect of tackling the daunting material with a structured approach feeling suddenly within reach. "That... actually sounds like a good idea," you admitted, a tentative smile forming on your lips.

"Alright," Mal began, his eyes alight with enthusiasm. "Shall I give you a demonstration?"

There's something to his smile that worries you slightly.

Study Date ✅

The quaint café bustled with life, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the sweet scent of pastries.

Mal's eyes sparkled curiously as he scanned the menu, his fingers tracing the various options with keen interest. "This place is quite charming," he remarked.

You smiled, a flutter of warmth blooming in your chest at his appreciation. "I'm glad you like it. I heard it's one of the best spots in town. Have you decided what to order?"

His brows furrow lightly. "I'm not sure... They all look quite enticing..."

"How about a parfait then? You can choose different flavours of ice cream too," you suggested, gesturing to the other page.

Malleus's gaze followed your gesture, his eyes alight with anticipation. "Ice cream, you say? That sounds delightful," he replied, a spark of childlike excitement dancing in his expression.

You couldn't help but mirror that smile.

Cute Cafe Date ✅

The night stretched out before you like an endless canvas, painted with a myriad of twinkling stars scattered across the indigo sky. Cradled in the comforting embrace of a soft blanket spread out on the grass, you lay your head gently upon Mal's shoulder, feeling the steady rhythm of his breath as you gaze upwards.

"It's breathtaking..." you murmur softly, your voice barely above a whisper, not wanting to disturb the tranquil stillness of the night.

His hand finds yours, fingers intertwining in a silent gesture of affection. "The sight never fails to captivate me," he responds, his voice tinged with awe. "I'm often reminded of how quickly time passes when I stargaze."

Lifting your head slightly, you steal a glimpse of his face, illuminated by the ethereal glow of the night sky. "Ah... Fae are known for their longevity, aren't they?" you remark, reaching up to tuck a stray lock of his blonde hair behind his pointed ears. "Is that part of the reason why you became a rentable boyfriend?"

He smiles ruefully. "Partly so," he admits. "My mentor suggested it as a means of broadening my perspective and gaining new experiences.

A giggle escapes your lips. What's with that? To think you're doing this for educational purposes..." you tease, though the chill of reality briefly brushes against your thoughts. "I hope you've at least had fun?"

"Absolutely." He envelops both of your hands in his own, his gaze unwaveringly earnest as it locks onto yours. "My dear, I've thoroughly enjoyed every second spent with you,"

A blush tinges your cheeks at his sincerity, and you respond softly, "It's the same for me. I had so much fun when I was with you,"

You find yourself ensnared by the ethereal presence of the man before you, his proximity stirring a flurry of emotions within you. His face, mere inches from your own, is illuminated by the soft glow of the twinkling stars, their light mirrored in the depths of his serene emerald eyes. Your heart quickens its pace, thumping so loudly in your chest that it threatens to drown out his next words.

"...Can I kiss you?"

You feel yourself nod slightly.

He tentatively closes the distance between you, his movements deliberate yet achingly tender. His hand, warm and reassuring, cups your cheek, his touch sending shivers of electricity dancing across your skin. The scent of night blossoms and distant pine trees fills your senses, mingling with the heady anticipation swirling in the air.

The kiss is tender at first, a tentative exploration of each other, as if testing the waters of this newfound intimacy. But soon, a surge of desire courses through you, fueling the passion that blooms between you. You lose yourself in the moment, surrendering to the intoxicating whirlwind of emotions that sweeps you away, leaving you breathless and utterly consumed by him.

The sequence of events that followed remains a hazy blur in your memory, the details shrouded in a fog of uncertainty. All you recall with clarity is Mal's familiar presence beside you as he walked you back to the imposing gates of your school hand-in-hand, just as he'd always done.

Just like clockwork, you retrieved a thick envelope from the depths of your bag, its contents weighing heavily on your mind. "Hold this," you instructed quietly.

He stared curiously at your actions. With a practiced fluidity, you extracted a handful of bills from your wallet.. With unwavering composure, you extended the money towards him, your tone devoid of sentimentality. "This is the bonus for kissing," pressing the bills into his palm.

Leaning forward on tiptoes, you planted a chaste farewell kiss upon his cheek, the gesture a stark contrast to the emotionless exchange that had just transpired. "See you next time," you murmured, before turning away.

Each clack of your heels against the pavement resonated within him like a mournful toll, echoing the hollowness that had taken root in his chest. He watched, transfixed, as the last sliver of your silhouette dissolved into the far distance, the bittersweet echoes of your footsteps fading into the twilight.

Dark, menacing clouds stretched ominously across the vast expanse of the sky, casting an eerie pall over the landscape below. Before you realised it, raindrops cascaded from the heavens in a frensied blur.

Stargazing Date✅

First Kiss ✅

The evening air was cool as he led you through the labyrinthine streets of the old city, the cobblestones whispering tales of centuries past beneath your feet. Towering above you, ancient buildings adorned with weathered stone facades loomed like silent sentinels guarding the secrets of bygone eras.

"This way," he beckoned, his voice tinged with excitement as he pulled you along into a narrow alleyway veiled in shadows.

With eager steps, you followed his lead, anticipation coursing through your veins as you delved deeper into the heart of the historic district.

"You know," you mused, breaking the silence as you walked, "when I said you could choose our next date, I never imagined it would involve a trip to the City of Flowers. Have you been here before?"

"I have," he answered. "I was invited here once. There was a magnificent festival here, but I was more interested in the gargoyles."

"The... gargoyles?" you echoed, casting an intrigued glance at the statues that adorned the buildings around you. "There do seem to be quite a few of them."

"They've watched over these buildings for centuries, warding off evil spirits and protecting those within."

"Really? That sounds fascinating," you murmured. "Would you mind telling me more?"

A smile graced his lips, his eyes gleaming with a unbridled glee. "Gladly," he agreed, his voice reverent. "Each one has a story to tell, waiting to be heard by those who seek to listen."

You listened intently as he recounted the legends surrounding these ancient sentinels, his words weaving a captivating narrative that transported you through time. As you continued your exploration of the historic buildings, he regaled you with tales of the city's storied past, his words painting vivid pictures of times long gone.

Somewhere along the line, night had descended like a comforting shroud, cloaking the city in a blanket of darkness. Now, you found yourselves strolling along the tranquil riverbank, the rhythmic lapping of the waves providing a soothing cadence to your thoughts.

Your three years of time is almost up.

Soon, you'd be back in the confines of your childhood room, the familiar walls suffocating with the promise of the same, predictable routine. Then, like a ship launched by an unforgiving wind, you'd be whisked away to wed the spouse your father had chosen, leaving behind your fleeting moments of freedom and the memories far away in your teenage years.

Mal glances sideways at you, noting the unusual quiet that had settled upon you like a shadow. "Is everything alright, my dear?" he inquires, his voice laced with concern.

You pause, grappling with the weight of your impending confession, searching for the right words to convey your thoughts. Finally, you draw in a deep breath, steeling yourself for the revelation to come.

"No... It's not," you confess, your voice faltering slightly as you let go of his hand. "Mal, this... this will be the last time I'm hiring you."

Confusion furrows his brow as he searches your eyes for clarity. "But... why?" he responds, a note of sadness creeping into his tone.

"Because..." you begin, your gaze drifting towards the glistening surface of the river, unable to withstand his earnest gaze. "Because I'm leaving Sage Island. I'll be graduating and returning home, and... and I won't require your services anymore."

"I... see."

A heavy silence descends between you, the weight of your confession hanging in the air like a tangible presence. And as you continued your stroll along the riverbank, the knowledge that this would be your final night together lingered like a bittersweet farewell to the memories you had shared.

His Choice Date ✅

Breakup ✅

You've never liked riding in carriages.

With each clop of the horses' hooves, the entire contraption lurched, sending shivers skittering up your spine. It was a waltz of unease, the sway and groan of leather and wood a discordant melody against the cobblestone streets.

The confines of the cramped cabin also felt suffocating, a gilded cage that further severed your connection to your freedom. But the carriage rolled on, carrying you not just through the mountainous terrain, but towards a future you desperately wished to outrun.

Malleus Draconia was your spouse-to-be.

Throughout your school days, whispers of the famed fae prince from Night Raven College echoed in the halls. Tales spun of his unmatched prowess in Spelldrive, where he emerged victorious alone against all teams, his formidable magical abilities casting a long shadow of fear over his opponents. His towering and menacing presence, coupled with the dark horns that crowned his head, only added to the mystique that surrounded him. You could only hope that beneath this formidable exterior lay a heart capable of kindness, granting you the chance for a peaceful existence.

Though, you wouldn't say you could forgive him for having such a similar name to Mal.

As the carriage comes to a halt, the sound of hooves and wheels ceases, accompanied by a palpable sense of anticipation. With the opening of the carriage door, your guards stand at attention, their expressions solemn yet resolute. "Your Highness, we have arrived," one of them announces, his voice carrying the weight of the moment.

With a deep breath, you gather your resolve, steeling yourself for the encounter that awaits beyond the carriage doors.

Just as your foot grazes the carriage step, a gloved hand extends towards you, reaching out towards you with a graceful assurance.. You glance up to meet the gaze of your betrothed, and for a moment, time seems to stand still.

His eyes are a familiar shade of emerald green. A shade that's grown to be your favourite, in fact.

"M-Mal?" you stammer, the name escaping your lips before you can stop it.

"It's lovely to see you again, my dear," he smiles, as radiant as the sun.

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[lyneira]

♤ the crown prince and his wife-to-be ♤

-> headcanons of your relationship with Malleus as his betrothed

malleus x fem!reader

♤ the crown prince and his wife-to-be part II: your first time with him ♤ (NSFW) coming soon!

Ever since your betrothal to one another when you two were young, you and Malleus have written letters to each other (per Briar Valley courting tradition). After many long years of writing, it wouldn't be until recently that you'd finally be able to meet each other again, and it would be at NRC (where you’d be attending as well).

While he was so excited for your arrival, I think it starts off a bit awkward between the two of you despite having sent years and years’ worth of letters. Yes, he was ready to show you the many things that he’d spoken of in them, from the beautifully sculpted gargoyles around the school, to the lovely garden they have, and to some interesting spots he’s discovered, but when you finally stood in front of him, he froze and his heart was about to leap from his chest. You looked just as beautiful as your soul that had always shone through your writing.

He’d still try to act composed, but inside, he’s freaking out. He would just also be insanely nervous that you’re finally physically here with him. Thankfully, you’re kind and patient with him and the moment you mention gargoyles, his nervousness goes away, gets replaced by passion and adrenaline, and he confirms that indeed, this really was the girl he’s admired and wrote to for so long.

You would sneak off with Malleus to go on nightly walks and explore some ruins, to the dismay of both Sebek and Silver as well as your own retainers.

He'd appreciate that you wear the necklace he gifted you, so he'd also wear something you had gifted him. If neither of you could wear the marriage ring just yet, then at least something like this would do. It's a sign that you're his and he's yours.

Aside from you two, I think many would make it a point to avoid you for fear of being struck down by the powerful fae that is to be your husband if he ever saw them approach you. Sure, Malleus would probably give those who seemed to get too close to you a small, disapproving cold stare, but he would do no such thing as striking them down (not unless they hurt you). Therefore, you would still end up being isolated sometimes as well. Malleus would notice this and apologize to you for being the reason most are scared of approaching you. You would have to assure him that he has no need to apologize. If that’s the way it was going to be, then so be it. Yet, this wouldn’t stop you from trying to change it nevertheless.

You’d still receive invitations from the school or other students, and while Malleus is happy for you, he’d be inwardly sulking at the same time. You could be reading the invitation letter, and Malleus would take a peek from behind you and would scoff, “Hoh, they dare invite my wife-to-be without inviting her husband as well? How cheeky” Now Malleus would never force you to stay with him if he wasn't invited, but man would it be hard to still attend as you look at his sad face when you’re about to walk out the door. (Don’t leave this man alone pls)

You wished others could see how kind and sweet your fiance actually is, so you’d take it upon yourself to bring him to the places/events you’ve been invited to. Though he might be awkward trying to socialize, especially as he receives stares, you’d gently help him ease into it and ensure that he's included in the conversation. He’d appreciate you for taking the effort to help people come to like him, or rather, truly get to know him. And so it made him overjoyed that someone like you was going to be his wife. He couldn’t be any more grateful.

Malleus would be akin to a lost puppy following you around the way he always sticks to your side as much as possible. Wherever you are, there he wants to be. He’ll give you space whenever you need it and he knows he can’t be with you 24/7 of course, but he’ll always have his mind on you even when you’re away. If you’re gone for too long, he’d start becoming antsy, always wondering when you’ll be back. Yeah, you two were able to handle the distance over many years of writing to each other, but now that he has you in his presence so often, he doesn’t want to let you go. If he can’t do anything to see you sooner, he’d simply have things you’ve given him or some of your belongings around him to help content him for the time-being. Like, if you gave him a plushie, then you’d best believe that he’d be hugging it so tightly as he slept. Or did you leave him your handkerchief? It’s in his pocket right now. This dude is an absolute simp for you.

He loves it when you help him raise his dear tamagotchi, Roaring Drago. He'll mention how much he can't wait to have his own roaring dragos with you. He gets just as excited talking about a future with you as he does when talking about gargoyles lmao. He already begins planning names and such that you'd have to tell him to calm down a bit, especially when he mentions that he wants a big family (we’re talking about 3-5 kids). At the end of the day, he'll go with however many kids you'd like, but I was just thinking he’d want such a big family since y’know, he’s been lonely and isolated from others so having lots of people around would lift his spirits. (And what more would he want this many when the mother of his children would be you?) He’d imagine your little babies running around the castle, filling the great, long halls with joyous noise and laughter, something he didn't quite have when growing up. He’d imagine sitting by the fireplace with you and them, talking to them about gargoyles, how you two met long ago, or answering any of their silly questions when something confuses them. One might be sitting on his lap, one might be hanging on to his leg, one might even try to sit on his shoulders, holding on tight to his horns and ask him to stand up so they can feel as tall as him, and the other would be in your arms or lap as well. He absolutely could not wait for that future where he can be surrounded by those he dearly loves and adores.

a/n: I know, I know..! A lot of the hcs parallel my hcs in my ♡ how to gain the dragon’s affection ♡ one, but I think it was nice to elaborate on 'em a little further! Anyway, the next part of this is going to be an nsfw drabble of your first time with him, so minors pls do not intend to read that

[llondonfog]

I saw the injury prompt list. If you're taking prompts, could you do "...Who did this to you?" "Let it go (Name), it doesn't matter-" "Yes, it does. Who did this to you?" With Lilia and Silver, Silver being the one injured?

anon, you spoke right to my heart with this prompt <3 apologies for the wait, i hope you enjoy it!

"Who did this to you?"

His father's voice could curdle the blood of battle-hardened men, flat as a blade and twice as deadly. Silver swallows the guilty flinch that tremors through his exposed spine with the same devastation of a small earthquake (would it be cruel to hope that Lilia's aging eyesight might have missed such a reaction in the dim light?), and curses himself for leaving the bedroom door unlocked— granted, with the vast majority of the student body celebrating the dismissal of final exams in the aftermath of Malleus-sama's overblot ("A very generous decision of mine, indeed!"), he hadn't anticipated that anyone would linger in the dorm during the festivities.

Even after everything they've been through, the old man was still as unpredictable as ever.

He needn't to look up to begin to imagine the expression on Lilia's face, the fury and concern melded as one on the fae's delicate features. After all, he was still Silver's father— was there any other appropriate reaction upon seeing the angry scars metered out in deliberate strokes against the smooth skin of his back, as if something had raked vicious claws across him with cruel intent?

"I'm fine, Father," Silver is quick to reassure the fae all but vibrating with incandescent rage in the doorway, a side of his father that he is still getting used to— Crewel had cautioned them all about navigating the effects of Malleus-sama's overblot, especially on his father's own recovering mental state. Having spent so much time, even if in a dream, recessing back into his frame of mind during the great human and fae wars only to be violently thrown back to reality . . . it was little wonder as to why Lilia's emotions were so vulnerable and raw, spiking freshly up to the surface when it came to members of his precious family.

"It hardly matters now. Professor Crewel already examined me thoroughly, and he gave me potions that he personally brewed to ensure that they were healing well—"

"You did not answer me—"

His father rarely breaks into Silver's responses. His patient, encouraging father who waits for his considerate thoughts to coalesce and emerge as if they were precious pearls worth their time. His father, who has crossed the room to where Silver sits on the bed, frozen, in quick strides and firmly raises his chin to meet their eyes; blazing crimson into strained aurora.

"Silver, who did this to you?"

His lips move on their own, traitors to the way his heart is screaming for them to be silent. He is a spectator removed from his body, watching as Lilia's face turns ashen, sick with a horror as he stares with disbelief at the clawed hand cupped around Silver's face as if it could not belong to him.

" . . . Father, you— you could not have known—"

After all, it had only happened once upon a dream.

[blackcherryvelvet0909]

Morning Surf (Jack x GN!Reader)

You yawned again as your feet hit the sand, arms stretched above your head, a sigh to follow as your back softly popped. Your hands came down to wipe the remaining crusts from your eyes, still partly drooped as you tried to wake up. Honestly, you could only remember half the trek down here - really didn’t remember dressing yourself, either. Your consciousness finally awakened to the sound of the waves ahead of you. The sky was dusted with a few thin clouds, the sun hung high enough to be just past daybreak. Aside from yourself, there was nary a soul on the beach. 

“Do you need a break?” Ah, yes, in your sleepy haze you almost forgot your companions behind you. While Jamil brushed past, Jack remained at your side, surfboard tucked under his large bicep. “We’ve been walking for a while now. There’s a bench over there - you can rest if you need to.” 

“No, it’s okay,” you assured with a tired smile. “I can make it to one of the lounge chairs. I’ll set up there to rest.” 

“If you’re sure.” As you began to walk again, Jack remained beside you. “I’ll walk with you, just in case. I don’t want you falling and hurting yourself.”

“Geez, just carry them at this rate.” You glanced over to Ace, who just finished rolling his eyes. “What’re you, some wolf in shining armor?” 

“Lay off, Ace,” Jack grumbled with an eyeroll of his own. 

“Your attitude towards such chivalry shows just how less of a gentleman you are, Ace.” Sebek appeared from behind the redhead, a smug smile upon his face as he peered down at the boy. “Not to mention your maturity.” 

“And what do you know, Mr. Loudmouth, Killer of Eardrums?” To anticipate a fight between the two this early wouldn’t be so brash, you thought. You watched Ace develop a smirk of his own as he eyed Sebek’s own board. “Why do you have a board, anyway? Don’t tell me you’re going to try and surf?” 

Sebek scoffed. “I’ll have you know that I have ‘surfed’ many times in my life - since I was a boy, in fact!” 

“Oh really?” Ace challenged. “What did you do, huh? Use one of those baby paddle boards to float down a stream?” 

“No.” That arrogance came back full force as Sebek puffed out his chest. “Master Lilia escorted Silver and I to Briar Valley’s coast multiple times a year. Not only would he have us swim against the most violent of currents, but also taught us how to balance above them on wooden boards. Why, I recall many times where we would engage in combat atop those rickety wooden planks! Not every trip was met with calm weather, either.”

“That must have been really hard to do,” you commented. 

“Indeed, but it was worth the effort.” Sebek almost resembled a little boy that had just been praised for a job well done. “Thanks to Master Lilia, I am stronger than any mere human.” 

“Even with the hardship, it must have been nice to spend time with him and Silver like that.” You wondered if Malleus ever went with them on those trips. “The view from the coastline must have been beautiful.” 

“I’m afraid I scarcely recall,” Sebek admitted with a sigh. He looked out towards the waves you approached. “We often took up such training at night to better our senses; I only gazed upon the morning light briefly before we departed.” 

Oh.

“Would you like to set up here?” Jack asked, interrupting your thoughts that tried to fathom just what Lilia put Sebek and Silver through. You answered with a small ‘hm?’ before you looked down at the wooden lounge chair beside you. Oh, you were here already. “Or do you want one of the others?”

“This one will be fine.” You smiled up at Jack, now more awake then you’d been before. “Thank you - I might’ve passed it if you hadn’t pointed it out.” 

“No problem.” Jack wore a small smile as he adjusted the surfboard under his arm. “I’ll be out there with the guys. If you need anything, just call.”

“I’m sure I won’t need anything,” you assured, “but thank you!” 

Jack gave a nod as his reply before he turned around and jogged over to another wooden chaise. He placed his towel and bag down neatly, along with his shoes and necklace, before he made his way out to the sea. If you squint, you could make out the figure of Jamil already there, sitting on his board as he waited for a good wave. You never knew he was into surfing…honestly, that went for most of the people present. You were a little less nervous about Sebek going out now, but Ace? Yeah, that was a wipeout waiting to happen - more than one. If Epel had joined you instead of sleeping in, you’d be making bets on how many times Ace would fall off his board. 

When the three finally joined Jamil out in the water (he’d specifically stated he would not be responsible for any injury they sustained), you busied yourself with setting up your spot on the beach. Unintentionally or no, Jack actually led you to the perfect spot. The sun was not in your direct line of vision (not yet, at least), the chair was located at the perfect middle point between the shore, and it came with its own little table! You would surely have no problem organizing your things this time around. You’d have to thank Jack later. For now though, you simply sat back, relaxed, and let the boys put on a show for you. Hopefully without any injury or squabble in-between. 

***

“Hey hey!” You glanced up at the man who suddenly appeared next to you: Cater. He was dressed in his usual beach ensemble, large bag in hand; in addition to that, Cater had a surfboard under his arm. Cater must have seen you eye it, for he said, “I heard there would be some great waves out this morning! I thought I’d come out and catch a few.” 

“I didn’t know you surfed.” You wondered just how many hidden talents your classmates were hiding. 

“Mmn, a few times, yeah,” Cater affirmed. “Wouldn’t call myself an expert, but hey!” He pointed out to the water - you could see another large wave coming, and the four figures of your friends were readying to meet it. “Looks like I got some boys to give me a few pointers.”

“I’m sure Jack would be happy to give you some advice.” You let out a giggle as, when the wave just began to crest, Ace fell off his board with a yelp - again, for the fourth time that day. “I’m not so sure about the others, though.” 

Cater let out a laugh of his own. “Yeah, Deuce mentioned Ace went out with you three when I passed him in the breakfast hall earlier. Not…the most graceful, is he?” 

“Nope,” you said with a little laugh. 

“Well, hey, gotta start somewhere!” Cater laid his things on the lounge chair next to you. He glanced over his shoulder as he fished a bottle of sunblock out of his bag. “Looks like Sebek’s got it going pretty good! And Jamil - man! Where’d he learn to do tricks like that?!”

You quickly turned your head just in time to see Jamil finish his spin on the board. Though you could barely make it out from the distance, you saw the grin spread across his face. “He’s certainly full of surprises,” you muttered. 

“But you’re right: Jack’s probably my best option.” Cater lifted his heart-shaped sunglasses atop his head to rub some sunscreen on his face. “Nice guy, y’know? Not much of a talker, but he’s got a good head on his shoulders!” Cater sat down on the chair, now facing you. “Jack’s pretty cool, huh?” 

“Yeah, he is.” You spared a glance back at the waves. The big wave was gone, remnants now crashing onto shore. Jack was the closest in your line of vision - enough to make out the way his tail wagged, the way he smiled and threw up his fists in joy as water dripped from his torso. That wide, toothy grin…it was contagious. “He really is…” 

At first, you couldn’t see the sly smile that spread across Cater’s conniving face. He stalled in his application of sun protection as he leaned over on his knees, a little closer to you now as he teased, “Really nice to look at, too, huh?~” 

“Yeah…” Your words came out in a hush, gaze laser focused on Jack. The way his muscles flexed as he splashed some water at Ace, how his ears twitched in amusement as the redhead shot back at him with a splash of his own. Jack was really, really good looking…wait. Suddenly, you snapped out of your thoughts as you registered what Cater just said. To try and save yourself from embarrassment, you added, “H-He’s worked really hard to get where he is with his body! Jack’s really proud of himself.” 

“You know that’s not what I meant.” Cater’s green orbs glinted with mischief - he could put Leona to shame with that look. “And you know that I know what you meant.” 

“I, uh, I-” 

Cater let out another laugh. “Look at you! All cute and stuttering - no wonder he thinks you’re adorable!” 

“W-Who thinks I’m adorable?” you asked, trying to ignore the red that slowly crept up your cheeks. 

“Aw, c’mon, [Y/n]!” Cater gave a playful nudge to your shoulder. “You really don’t know who I’m implying?”

You were about to say no…then it hit you. No, no! “Jack?!” Your voice came out louder than you wanted it to. 

“Mmhmm~” Cater cooed. He rested his chin on his palm as he continued with, “Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed the way he looks at you; he treats you so sweetly, too~” 

“N-No, y-you’re just mistaken!” you protested. “Jack, he…he treats me like everyone else! Like our other friends!” 

“Yeah, okay,” Cater chuckled as he leaned back. He went back to rubbing himself over with sunblock as he said, “I’m sure he also carries bags and other heavy things for Ace and Deuce, too. Even little Epel and big ol’ Sebek. Does he make sure they’re always hydrated, that they’ve eaten? Has he ever carried them when they were tired?” 

“I…” No, no he didn’t, not to your knowledge. You’d seen him do little things to care for his friends, even acquaintances, but…nothing like the things he did for you. You mind searched for an excuse, yet couldn’t find one. You, to Jack, adorable? Cater…he must be teasing! “Wha…what proof do you have anyway?!” 

“He told me,” Cater stated with a shrug. “Don’t think he meant to - just kinda slipped out when he was talking about you with Deuce. I just happened to overhear.” Cater glanced back over at the sea, then let out something between a laugh and a chuckle. “Oopsie! Looks like your little yell got his attention.” 

You followed Cater’s gaze and, sure enough, Jack was staring at you both. His ears were perked up, alert, those keen golden orbs glued onto you. You remembered his words from earlier: ‘If you need anything, just call.’ Oh no… You glimpsed Cater stand up and pick up his board, just as he tossed his sunglasses, shirt, and other accessories onto his seat. 

“Well, I’m off!” Cater waved at you as he turned to tell you goodbye. That cheery expression was briefly interchanged with a devious one as he added, “I’ll send Jackie boy right over~” 

“Cater, no!” But he was already gone, practically skipping over to the shoreline. As his feet touched the water, you heard him call out to Jack - then pointed back in your direction. You didn’t know exactly what he said, but it was enough for Jack to begin wading back to shore with his board. “Dammit, Cater…” you cursed under your breath. You just wanted to bury your head in the sand…

In no time, the beastman was at your side. Water droplets dripped down his skin and fell to the sand, right along with the ones that dropped from his surfboard. His fingers brushed hair away from his face as he spoke, “What’s wrong? Cater said you needed something.” 

“Did he now?” You glared daggers in Cater’s direction for a brief moment. He wasn’t too far from shore yet, so he was able to see your face. The third year simply smiled wide and waved at you. You were going to kill him.

“Yeah,” Jack reaffirmed. He dug the tip of his surfboard into the sand to balance it better under his forearm. “Did you not bring anything to drink? I’ve got some water in my bag, you’re welcome to it.” 

“N-No, I have my water bottle here.” You held up the thick bottle of [favorite color] hard plastic up for him to see. You forced a smile and commented, “That was some great surfing out there!” 

“Thanks!” The large grin that spread across his face was a bit uncharacteristic for his usual stoic demeanor, but it was…cute, you thought. “I think I’ve gotten better than I was last year. All that practice over the summer did me good!” That grin faded to a smile as he asked again, “So, what was it you needed?” 

“Um…” Well, he was here - Cater was so nice to direct him to you. Might as well bite the bullet. “Cater mentioned something you called me a while ago, and I was wanting to know if it was true.” 

“Hm?” That smile was gone in an instant as Jack feared the worst. “Was it something bad? If it is, I didn’t say it. If I had a problem with you, I’d say it to your face; I’m no coward.” 

“I know you’re not,” you reassured. “And it wasn’t anything bad! It just…well, it surprised me.” Jack looked at you expectantly - here goes nothing. “Cater said he overheard you tell Deuce I was adorable.” 

Those big wolf ears quickly flattened against his head, expression one of shock. He was clearly flustered, that was for sure; Jack was so taken aback he nearly dropped his board! Either Cater just told you a blatant lie to rile you up (which you’d definitely kill him for), he misheard Deuce and Jack’s conversation, or…It was your turn to wait in anticipation for Jack’s answer. For a moment, he didn’t say anything, eyes glued to you. Then, in the next, he looked anywhere but you. Finally, after a long pause, lost in his own head, Jack rubbed the back of his neck, eyes glued to the sand below. 

A clear sign he was embarrassed - shy, even. 

“Uh…y-yeah, I did.” 

The air was knocked from your lungs. For a few seconds, you couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. When your brain fog cleared, only one thought was there to greet you: Jack thought you were adorable. “R…Really?” you muttered, eyes as wide as saucers.

“Mmph.” You supposed that noise meant ‘yes’. Now it was time for your heart to rattle in your chest. That fluttering increased as Jack went on. “I…I didn’t wanna tell you, not till later. I just didn’t think it was the right time. I talked to Deuce about it; I guess that’s when Cater-senpai heard me say it.” 

You simply nodded your head in reply. Your hands gripped the wood of the chair, as if for dear life. 

“Well…I’ve got no excuse now.” Jack’s hand fell to his side, posture straightened again. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath; after five seconds, he released it in one long exhale before opening his eyes again. When they did, they looked directly into your own. “Can I take you out to dinner?” 

Your mouth felt as though it were full of cotton. Blood pumped in your ears, nearly overpowering the sound of crashing waves - and of a certain someone wiping out once again. You paid no mind to the three different laughs that followed. Really, you had no idea how to reply, what to say. Jack Howl, your friend, was asking you on a date. You promised yourself you wouldn’t catch feelings for him; when they began to surface, you pushed them way down into the confines of your soul. You didn’t want to ruin things…apparently those fears were for naught. 

“W-We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” It was so odd to hear Jack stutter, nervous and unsure of himself. “There’s no pressure - you don’t even have to give me an answer. I know this is all sudden, and I-”

“I’d love to.” The words left your lips before you could even think. It was instinct, you guessed. Jack seemed to jolt at your reply, ears once again pointing straight up at the sky. It was cute…you finally let yourself smile as wide as your cheeks would allow. “Nothing would make me happier, Jack.” 

For another moment, there was silence between you. Then, slowly, Jack’s tail began to wag. It gained speed more and more until it was almost hard to make out. You wondered if Jack even noticed - likely not for the way he almost seemed to beam. “You would?” Those words were nearly a breath, inaudible, but you caught them. You nodded enthusiastically, now grinning. 

Like the one he wore before out in those waves, yours was contagious. You watched that toothy grin slowly reappear as he seemed to let out a breath of relief. “Good…good, that’s good! I-um, sorry, I’m not myself.” On the contrary, you thought Jack was currently more of himself than he let on. For now, though, you let it slide in favor of witnessing this rare slip of composure. Jack tried to regain that tough image of his as he took another quick deep breath, the exhale much quicker. He no longer grinned, but his smile showed all the confidence in the world. 

“When would you like to go out?” he asked. 

“Would tonight be okay?” you asked in response. 

“Yeah!” Jack nearly resembled an excited puppy. Though his tail no longer wagged at the speed of light, it was still pretty fast. “Is it alright if I pick you up at six?” 

“That sounds wonderful.” You could feel yourself slowly begin to melt under his golden gaze - which you could now only describe as loving. “I’ll get someone to watch Grim while I’m gone.” Your smile must have sent Jack’s heart into flips for the way his cheeks turned pink. It looked pretty against his tan skin. “I can’t wait for tonight.” 

“Me too…” He simply looked down at you for a moment, as though the world had just fallen into place before him. Then, he recomposed himself once more and said, “Oh, and don’t worry about dressing up or anything! I know a place we can go. It’s not too fancy - I think you’ll like it.”

“You always know what I like,” you chuckled. 

“I like to…” Jack trailed off once again; you wondered if he could ever get tired of staring at you. It didn’t seem like he would…come to think of it, he’d looked at you that way before. Many times before, actually, for the past several months. Was that…was that what Cater meant earlier? You understood now…it was nice. 

“Well, what do we have here?” 

The both of you jumped at the sudden voice behind you. The two of you whipped your heads around to look at the source: Vil. Rook was beside him, in his arms two large bags, over his shoulder an even larger umbrella and a pair of long, fluffy towels. Both smirked from ear to ear as they eyed you both: they knew. You knew they knew from the glint in their eyes, the same as Cater’s before (eesh, Leona had nothing on them). How many people knew? Was it that obvious?! 

“Don’t mind us,” Vil said with a wave of his hand. He walked past your chair with Rook in tow, though he glanced over his shoulder as he pulled down his expensive shades enough to reveal those lavender, knowing eyes. “We won’t intervene. Certainly don’t stop on our account~” 

With that, the two walked away without another word. Jack seemed to shrink on the spot, clearly mortified. You followed along with him as you practically curled up in your chair, knees tucked under your chin and hot face pressed into the crevice between. You groaned to yourself - so embarrassing! Then you heard something shuffle next to you. When you peeked out from your knees, all you saw was Jack. His fingers came to brush a strand of hair away from your cheek; you practically shivered at his soft touch. 

“If you’ll wait for me, I’ll walk you back to the hotel later.” 

You wanted to, but… “I-I can’t,” you mumbled, clearly disappointed. “I promised Malleus I would go with him and Lilia out to lunch. I don’t want to cancel at the last minute - and Grim would kill me! I need to get back at least an hour before.” 

Jack made a small noise as he nodded to himself. Instead of dismay, however, he smiled at you again. “That’s okay. You go and have fun, alright?” His knuckle softly grazed your cheek as he retracted his hand. You almost wished he kept it there a bit longer. “I’ll see you tonight then?” 

“Mhm,” you hummed with a shy little smile. “I’ll see you then.” 

For how close he was, you thought Jack might kiss you…but he didn’t. You recalled when he said minutes ago that he thought it wasn’t the right time to ask you out before - was that what he felt now? Maybe. Even so, you hoped it would be soon. You…wanted to. Really bad. He smiled as he departed back for the sea, tail wagging all the way. 

You really tried to ignore the knowing smiles that were sent your way, both from the sea and sand. Cater, Vil, Rook…you really hoped Lilia didn’t know. If he did, it was going to be a very long lunch. You hoped Malleus would be a little better - but for the way you could picture that smirk in your mind, you doubted it. Oh, the things you just did and would do…but you didn’t regret it one bit. 

[inuiiwonderland]

I imagined that after MC's breakup with Vil and when they moved on, they wouldn't be as affectionate to their new S/O, not because they don't loved them, but because Vil constantly scolded MC for their affectionate nature, such as trying to kiss him when he and MC has makeup on or trying to hold his hand in public places like a set or just going on a "date". That makes MC fear being affectionate to their new S/O because they don't want to be seen as clingy or ruin S/O's reputation by being too affectionate.

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Short Story

Lilia didn't wonder why MC wasn't as affectionate to Malleus than they were with Vil, but he had to confirm it for himself. MC didn't deserved to be heartbroken, but Malleus didn't deserved to constantly wonder if MC saw him as a good panther or as something to use against Vil. Lilia knew he had to talk to MC about her lack of affection to Malleus since he knew Malleus didn't want to scare them away by confronting them about it, so here he and MC were, sitting together and having snacks and/or tea.

"MC, I want to know something." Lilia said, looking MC's in her eyes and watching her shifted a bit nervously. "Do you love Malleus?"

"Yes, I do, but I can tell that's not what we're here to talk about. It's about my lack of affection, isn't it?" MC commented nervously which Lilia nodded, he knew MC loves Malleus and Malleus loves MC back, but they can't go further if this shred of doubt is between them.

"MC, I know why you're not as affectionate to Malleus, but you have nothing to fear." Lilia reassured the person before him, but MC shook her head at him.

"Yes, I do! As you know I was with Vil when I was most affectionate, but because of him, I'm not as affectionate as before. He constantly scolded me about being too affectionate to him whether it was him putting on makeup or we're at the set for one of his shows or whenever we're on a date or walking through Night Raven, he would always scold me about how we're supposed to keep our relationship private and keep the affectionate touches private." MC ranted to Lilia who hummed in distaste for Vil's negative actions and how they're effecting Malleus and MC's relationship. "I just don't want Malleus to be embarrassed of me like how Vil was. I know he wouldn't be, but my thoughts say otherwise."

He had to sigh at this, of course, Vil would somehow get in the way. "MC, perhaps, you should tell Malleus this as well. I know you're hesitant to do so, but communication is key to a healthy relationship."

"You're right, Lilia. Sorry for ranting about this to you." MC was apologetic, but Lilia shook his head at their apology.

"Now, now, don't apologize for something someone else did to you, so about that new song you're making?" Lilia shifted the subject as the tension in the air finally disappeared to much more mischievous nature.

"I can't tell you!" MC huffed at him playfully while Lilia snickered into his hand. Yes, she would make a fine queen for Malleus, indeed.

Aww☹️

Just MC Not showing any affection towards her s/o breaks me💔

I feel like mc would also try to show her s/o that she loves them in a different way yk?

I feel like mc would definitely show her love for her s/o when they are asleep. She would either kiss them on the forehead, caress their back, or even like tell them she loves them as they sleep.

Like she would only show her love to them when they are sleeping.

So she won’t be seen as clingy or annoying since her s/o is asleep they won’t know how affectionate she is

Sorry for the little rant😭😓

But I love the short story you wrote!

[epiphyllous]

Indulgence (Malleus/Reader)

malleus draconia x reader, gender neutral reader, second POV ('you'), established relationship, fitting some romantic hcs in here and a LOT of shenanigans, reader is shorter than mal ~1.3k words

Summary: It seems that mischief and affection come hand-in-hand when it comes to being in love with you. Malleus is happy to play along, learn, and love you in a way you can understand. 

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Malleus would not consider himself naive or oblivious. As sheltered as his life may appear, he observes and reads far too much to be fooled by the likes of most people. If he were to fall for the occasional prank, it would be due to his lack of knowledge of any modern references, which Lilia is swift to correct with glee, much to Sebek's dismay. 

That being said, the only ones who would even dare to attempt such a thing would be you.

Sebek nor the rest of his dorm mates who stand as his guards proves to be much of a deterrent to your mischievous behavior, curious as that is. Considering how three-fourths of the school population dare not even come within a three-meter radius of their group as a result, the continued effort is an achievement indeed. Full of mischief or not, with you, it is another matter entirely. Malleus can never find it in himself to stop you from having fun.

Once, Malleus had been sitting in the library with the rest of his dormmates when you came and tapped on his shoulder. He turned around to see who it was (he knows it is you; who else?), only to see no one, and turns to the other side and sees no one, and then turns-

After watching this entire tirade go on for far too long, Sebek said your name through gritted teeth, his poor pen bending at his grip, "If you hide from the young master's view one more time, I will cause bodily harm upon you."

"Aww, but it was so funny," you would say, looking over at him with a grin. Your smile is contagious, and he finds himself amused at the very concept of being harmlessly misled, though Sebek would insist that something else entirely is being harmed (his reputation). You had continued, unable to help yourself, "And a little cute, no? Malleus looking back and forth like that-”

"I'LL END YOU-"

"Shh, Sebek, we're in a LIBRARY!"

Another time, when he was walking you home, he felt your fingertips skirting on his palm while you held hands. He had looked down at you in confusion, mildly surprised to see that you were looking up at him in the same manner.

"You're not ticklish?" You asked and did it again.

"Not particularly," he replied. He took his fingers and brushed them against your palm only to have you squirm away, laughing. "Are you?"

"Yes," you had said and laughed again. "Hey, stop! Hey-" You snickered as you slipped your hand away from his grasp, gasping at him. "What do you think you're doing," you said to him chidingly with a grin that belays your tone. 

"Tickling you," he replied. "I like the sound of your laughter." 

And when your face turned red, he found that your half-embarrassed, half-pleased smile was just as pleasant as the feeling of your hands in his again. 

Malleus learned to not do the action too often the hard way, as for a brief stint, you refused to hold his hand in fear of being tickled. It must have been a strange time for his dormmates, as it often seems to be lately, to see him extend a hand to you only to have you look at it as though it held poison. 

One of the less shocking incidents you had performed was a stint involving an 'up dog.' Admittedly, he still doesn't understand the concept, unsure why people call each other by animal names in general, but it had made you look strangely smug that day, so he let it be.

"You are too lenient on them, young master," Sebek once (and then twice, thrice...) told him. "You mustn't let them get away with- with all these things!"

"Leave it alone, Sebek," Silver tells him, sighing. "If the young master truly wanted to put a stop to it, he would."

"Who knew," Lilia drawled, "that Malleus would be such a fool in love." He glanced over at him and winked. "You'd probably let them get away with murder."

Malleus paused and thought. "Yes, well-"

Sebek let out a strained noise; Malleus is beginning to wonder if the sounds are of any concern.

Then there were the 'nose boops.' 

What started out as a singular incident, in which he was convinced to look down at where you were pointing on his shirt and you proceeded to touch his nose with your fingertip as a surprise, became a regular phenomenon. Lilia finds it endearing and most definitely has saved some pictures of his wide-eyed look of surprise as you gleefully 'boop' his nose again. You always accompany the action with an audible 'boop!' and it is so adorable to him, he thinks he might actually be put out if you ever stop doing so.

As the two of you grow closer to each other, your mischief only grows into the ways you show him affection. When you lightly hit your head on his shoulder (the tallest part you can reach) when you silently want his attention or when you absently but gently bite his shoulder when the two of you are alone, watching a movie.

You are most definitely aware that he would allow you to escape with murder. Instead of taking advantage of his indulgence in nefarious ways as Sebek would have feared, you play it to your advantage when they are intimate, to maximum effect. Malleus would have never known the feeling of impatient anticipation radiating heat from the inside out had you not purposely dodged his lips, making him chase after you as you demurely turn away (while giggling).

(And that is not to say Malleus does not have his own spell of mischief. To give you a taste of your own medicine, he would pretend to not notice your tugging at his sleeves so he can bend down for a kiss. Being shorter, you would have no choice but to ask him. Sometimes it would be confidently, grinning wide and eyes sparking, that he would feel himself smile into the kiss. Or other times, your face would be powdered with a pretty blush, embarrassed, as you would ask him quietly, if at all. In those times as well, he would swoop down to claim the kiss he is owed and perhaps a little more until his quick beating heart finally calms.)

Malleus indulges you, and he has loved every moment of it. The decadence of a wealthy kingdom does not compare to the way being with you makes him feel full.

For whom else would ask and he would allow to touch the horns placed upon his head or braid his hair? He would never have anticipated discovering a new way to be intimate with another person had you never met him. What joy it was to divulge in his own desires, to always have access to your most vulnerable parts and mark them for his own. (He has been scolded once before for placing a bite mark on your collarbone that made it visible to the general population, so he has compromised to do it somewhere less... public. Sebek and Silver had never been more relieved or grateful to you for convincing him. 

Malleus still remembers the proud and mildly embarrassing 'thumbs up' he received from Lilia the morning after.

If there is anything that would stop his somewhat possessive behavior, it would be that.)

"You and your dragon-fae tendencies," you would scoff, brushing your hands into his hair before smiling. "...You know what else we should do?” 

For the first time in what feels like eons, Malleus feels excited to see what the future may bring and what parts of the both of them he has yet to know.

[081314]

Malleus Draconia (Vignette) - Bloom Broom Birthday

Here is my translation of the vignette from Malleus Draconia’s Bloom Broom Birthday card.

Spoilers after the cut!

Part 1

Malleus: This marks the third time I’ve celebrated my birthday at Night Raven College. And yet, I’m still not accustomed to all this gaiety. I wonder who was chosen as my presenter this year. It'd be nice if they don’t run away from me in fright, but.…. Hm?

???: *Breathes in* *Breathes out* Okay, guess it’s time to do this. Pardon the intrusion!

Ace: I’m Ace Trappola, and I was chosen to be your presenter. Happy Birthday, Malleus Senpai!

Malleus: Oh, so it’s you. Thank you for your kind words and for coming to interview me.

Ace: I mean hey, thanks for taking the time to talk with me! I’m still a first year and all, so I hope you don’t mind if I make a couple of mistakes here and there.

Malleus: Yes, I’ll certainly try to overlook them.

Ace: You’ll….try? Ahh, okay I guess that eases things up a bit….. Anyways, let’s dive right into the questions. If you could use flying magic and go wherever you want to, where would you like to go? By the way, it says here you don’t need to worry about how much magic your trip would use up. Doubt something like that would even matter to you, though, Malleus Senpai.

Malleus: I do indeed possess the power to fly all over the world. But even if that is so, it doesn’t mean I can enter any location that I want to.

Ace: So basically…. There’s places that not even you can get to, Malleus Senpai?

Malleus: Yes. Disregarding the question of how much magic it would require, you might even say I am able to travel to fewer locations than you can. If I were to call on your family home without an invitation, I’d certainly cause a disturbance for those living there. Would I not?

Ace: Ah, I gotcha. It’s totally different from when your neighborhood friends come over asking you to hang out.

Malleus: Hah. You’ve caught on pretty quickly, Trappola.

Ace: And there’s something else I figured out from what you said earlier. Which is: You already have a place in mind you want to go to, don’t you? The rules already say you don’t have to worry about the magic stuff, so for your answer, how 'bout you also ignore any other real-life problems that would pop up if you went to the place you're thinking of.

Malleus: I see. You make a good point. If I could truly go wheresoever I please…. Then I’d like to visit a certain castle that’s been around since long ago.

Ace: A castle!! Do you mean like one where your prince and princess buddies live at?

Malleus: No, no one has lived at this castle for a long time now.

Ace: Oooh…. So is it, like, a sight-seeing spot, then? I wonder what kind of castle it is…

Malleus: If you’re truly interested, then you should consult your history of magic textbook. You’ll find within its pages a painting from when that country was at its height of prosperity.

Ace: A painting!? They don’t have any photos of it!?

Malleus: By the time humans had invented photographic techniques, that country was already in ruins. The castle was once lauded for its splendor and beauty, but…. After all those years of exposure to the rains and the winds, it must have greatly decayed by now. I wonder, does any vestige remain of its former glory - that place where people once held balls and ceremonies at every opportunity… I’d like to go there and see it with my own eyes, and walk through those very ruins that have changed so much over time.

Ace: Uhh, so basically… You like old buildings, Malleus-Senpai?

Malleus: No, it’s not simply because they’re old. When you go to such places, there will be times where, if just for a moment, you can feel what life was like for the people who once resided there…. That air of loneliness that one encounters in old ruins, that's what I really like.  

Part 2

Ace: Okay, here’s the next question: Tell us about a moment where you were glad that you could use magic.

Malleus: …..That’s certainly a difficult question.

Ace: Huh? I thought for sure you’d come up with something real quick, seeing as you’re super duper good at magic and all.

Malleus: For me, it’s only natural that I can use magic. Surely, there’s not been a moment in your life where you were glad that you are able to breathe, no?

Ace: Magic’s in the same category as breathing for you… Uh, Malleus Senpai, is there even anything for you to study at this school?

Malleus: Your suspicion is not misplaced. As far as refining my magical abilities go, it’d be hard to say there’s much left for me to learn. That being said, I enrolled at this school in order to broaden my horizons… Or to be frank, to acquire real world experiences, rather than just reading about such things in my books. From Spelldrive tournaments to culture festivals, and from our Halloween festivities to our birthday interviews, I’ve been able to take part in so many different experiences that would otherwise be hard for me to acquire. I’d say I’ve accomplished my goal, and then some. Further, I've also met some rather interesting humans - ones who approach me without the least bit of fear.

Ace: A human that isn’t afraid to talk to you, huh…. You must be talking about you-know-who from Ramshackle Dorm, right?

Malleus: Heh. Are you trying to say you’re any different? You yourself have some good points about you, for a child of man.

Ace: Wha- Me!?!

Malleus: Certainly. Though you are “still a first year and all”, from the very first question, you've been brazenly adding your own opinions to the conversation in order to draw out my answers. Fufu. This despite the fact that even my own classmates hesitate to call out to me.

Ace: Ah, t-that’s just because I’m doing this presenter thing is all!!

Malleus: Why are you in such a fluster? I don’t recall ever saying I had a problem with your conduct. Ah, and that’s right. There was also a time when Spade assisted me with a certain matter. I know you three are often together. Had I continued to stay in Briar Valley all this time, then I probably would have never had the chance to exchange words with you all. Thinking of it that way, I…… Hmm. Trappola, I’ve come up with an answer to your question from before.

Ace: How? You weren’t even talking about magic?? Ahh, it’s fine. Then let’s hear it, Malleus Senpai!

Malleus: That I was able to enroll in Night Raven College. How’s that?

Ace: Perfect! Feels like just the right answer to give for a school interview like this.

Malleus: Is that so? I can’t say I really understand what you mean… But if there’s no problem, then so be it. ….Student life is surprisingly not all that bad, I’d say.

Part 3

Ace: The last question is….. Ah, this one I also kind of want to know your answer to. How do you spend your days off?

Malleus: My days off, huh… If there are days where I have nothing planned in particular, I will often spend them reading books or playing the violin, among other things.

Ace: Aaaah, that’s pretty much what I was expecting. You don’t ever go out at all?

Malleus:  Go out? I previously used to frequent Ramshackle Dorm on a regular basis. But recently, it’s gotten so much more lively there that I find myself visiting less often…

Ace: Oh, yeah. I feel like quiet places probably suit you more. Not to mention how you were saying earlier that you like ruins and stuff.

Malleus: Perhaps. Perhaps not.

Ace: Perhaps not?.... Maybe you really do have another place you like to go to, huh? We’ll say you answered “reading books and playing the violin” for the interview… But I do kind of want to hear what your answer would be just on, like, a personal level.

Malleus: It’s nothing very interesting. It’s just that sometimes I’ll go visit the nearby town that’s here on Sage’s Island.

Ace: Wait, seriously!? I go down there a lot, too, but I had no idea you also went into town. Silver Senpai and Sebek are always with you, so I figure you guys would stand out like a sore thumb… in a couple different ways… And I would’ve thought there’d be, like, rumors about you being spotted there by now.

Malleus: Sebek and Silver? ….Ah, please do keep this discussion between us. We are talking about what I do on my days off, after all.

Ace: Oh, yeah? Hah, I get what’s going on here. Okay, no worries. ...So what do you like to do when you’re traveling incognito?

Malleus: Really, I just stroll around as I please. It’s not that I’ll have a certain goal in mind or anything. One place that I go to quite often is this used bookstore. They offer an extensive range of tomes, such as history books, novels, poetry anthologies, books on sorcery, and much more. Not just their inventory, but the way they price their items is also quite interesting. While perusing through the store, I’ve even come across some rare books on sorcery being sold for just a few madol each.

Ace: A few madol!? I bet if you brought those books to the right place, you could make a good profit off of them…

Malleus: What’s this? Are you more interested in the price of the books than their content? If that’s so, I know of a place you might like.

Ace: Heck yeah, I’d love to hear it!

Malleus: It’s an antique market. They don’t hold it at regular intervals, but when I happen to come across it, I do make sure to stop by. They actually have a wide variety of items for sale, like ceramics and ornaments and what not. You’ll find mixed amongst them some valuable wares.

Ace: Aaah, I don’t really know if I’d be able to spot stuff like that. You know….  When you said earlier that you just stroll around town, I was thinking that just sounded like something pretty much anybody would do.... But you like to go to used bookstores and antique markets, huh. I gotta say, you got some pretty classy tastes for where you like to shop at! You really are the type of guy who knows what he likes, Malleus Senpai.

Ace: That’s a wrap for the interview. Thanks for your time today, Malleus Senpai.

Malleus: Thank you, as well. It’s not very often I get the chance to speak with my Kouhai from other dorms like this.

Ace: I’m glad you had a good time, then. Alrighty, and here’s your broom! I always pictured bouquets as being cute and pretty, but yours has a lot of dark tones in it. I think it looks really cool.

Malleus: Yes, even these calm and composed hues have quite the charm to them. What a lovely design. I like it.

Ace: Now please go out there and give us a real grade A finale!

Malleus: I’ll need to be sure that I don’t disappoint, then. Let us depart for the Birthday Road.

Malleus: Soaring through the air is but a trivial matter for me, however… This is a special day. I’ll burn my figure into the sights of all those gathered here before me.

*edited 1/20. fixed a line where mal talks about the antique market

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Malleus Draconia Masquerade Dress Personal Story: Part 2

"We should begin from the top once more"

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lounge]

Malleus: A song… And can such a thing truly be a suitable gift?

Azul: Oh, to brush it off as a mere "thing"… It seems you don't know the full weight of your worth, Malleus-san.

Azul: If a mage as distinguished as you were to perform a song at this social gathering from the deepest reaches of your heart…

Azul: Our hosts at Noble Bell College would be more than honored.

Azul: In addition, it would be a lifelong memory for those who participated in this cultural exchange.

Azul: This would be a much more wonderful present than some perfunctory token of appreciation.

Sebek: Human… No, rather, Azul-senpai…!

Sebek: You truly do understand the splendor of Malleus-sama!! I see you in a different light now! This is a spectacular idea!

Malleus: Hm. Is that truly so?

Sebek: Yessir! If I were to receive a song performed by you, Malleus-sama… I would feel I've died and gone to heaven!

Silver: I also love songs. As long as it is sung whole-heartedly, your feelings are capable of reaching anyone.

Azul: Indeed. Songs cost nothing, and yet are full of passion and leave a favorable impression. It's especially ideal for students like us to organize and perform…

Azul: It is the best, most cost-efficient present possible!!

Lilia: That sure took a sudden turn… But, yes, a song might be a good suggestion.

Lilia: Show them your singing, and they in turn will have a chance to become acclimated with you. Then perhaps you’ll find you fit in better with everyone else at the cultural exchange.

Lilia: When it comes to songs performed at Noble Bell College in the City of Flowers… One comes to mind.

Lilia: It is an old song that has been passed down in the City of Flowers for generations. If you were to perform a song beloved by the locals, your hosts should be overjoyed as well.

Malleus: I see. Lilia, elaborate more on that song for me, please.

Malleus: Silver and Sebek, I'd like for the two of you to gather all those who will be participating in this little exchange.

Malleus: I have very little experience when it comes to undertaking a musical performance with a large group, but I assume it will require much more preparation than if it were to be only for one person.

Malleus: Once we have settled on the piece, we shall have to assign parts, and begin practicing… From now until the day of the cultural exchange, we shall be extremely busy.

Azul: Indeed. Let us all do our best!

Azul: We'd selected a song as our cost-efficient gift choice, and I have been chosen to be featured as one of the main vocalists.

Azul: Up until here, it had all gone according to my plans, but…

Malleus: Ashengrotto. You started that part just now half a beat off.

Malleus: Additionally, listening to the chorus we recorded earlier, it seems as though the parts we sing together aren't harmonizing well.

Malleus: That is no good. The most important part of the chorus is the harmony… At least that is what Lilia has told me.

Malleus: Perhaps the fault lies with me. We should begin from the top once more to see where we can improve ourselves.

Azul: H-How proactive… I never expected Malleus-san to be this eager!

Azul: I helped create this training program, and yet for us to go through such a rigorous lesson… This is far beyond what I expected.

Malleus: Shroud, you should listen to Lilia's example more, as well.

Lilia: The tune here should be like, "♪La la la～～". Go on!

Idia: ………………la………, la……

Malleus: What is the matter? I cannot hear you at all.

Idia: I-I mean… Think about it…!

Idia: You got me, me of all people, to come all the way here to Diasomnia, so if anything, I should be getting an achievement or something!?

Azul: True, you did well to leave your room. I wonder, will it hail later today?

Idia: I was so hoping a meteorite would come crashing down, cancelling the whole thing.

Idia: And I was trying to figure out how to avoid this whole thing with Ortho back in my room, too…

Idia: But then Silver-shi and Sebek-shi just barged in with such force!

Idia: I didn't think my intricate security system could be beaten by sheer "brute force." I'll have to upgrade it tonight.

Lilia: Kufufu… If you're going to strengthen your room's defenses, we'll just increase our offensive capabilities.

Lilia: The impressive security system you folks in Ignihyde hold dear is no match for Diasomnia whatsoever.

Malleus: Indeed. Both Silver and Sebek, along with the rest of the Diasomnia students…

Malleus: Are under strict orders until after the cultural exchange has concluded to make the success of this song their highest priority.

Idia: No wonder I felt the glares of Diasomnia students wherever I went! Isn't this an abuse of the Dorm Leader's station!?

Azul: So, they are a thorough surveillance system, as well. His leadership abilities know no bounds…

Malleus: Understand this: Every single one of us who are participating in the cultural exchange will be a part of this special gift.

Malleus: On top of that, we, as the main vocalists for this event, are even more vital. You both are essential pieces of this gift…

Malleus: Which is why I will not allow either of you to leave Diasomnia today until you are able to perfectly sing the first part of this song perfectly.

Idia: He look scary serious…!

Idia: I already can't stomach having to practice singing the song in the first place, but somehow that intense pressure he's exuding makes it even harder to deal with!

Azul: Indeed. And the even bigger nuisance is…

Lilia: Alrighty, let's quit the chit-chat and get back to practice. I'll start the song over from the beginning, so Malleus, you go ahead and sing first.

Lilia: Okay, music, start!

Malleus: ♪ Frightened by the daybreak～

Malleus: ♪ I would wish countlessly～～

Azul: Malleus-san…

Idia/Azul: HE'S TOO GOOD AT SINGING!

Azul: While he has the proper technical skills… Somehow, he also has the ability to deeply touch the heart of those who are listening.

Idia: How's he this good at conveying emotions? What, does the royal training for the heir to Briar Valley including singing, too!?

Lilia: I do recall that back in Briar Valley, he had some musical training in order to improve his imagination ability, but…

Lilia: It seems he's put in an enormous amount of effort here. He must have practiced a lot.

Malleus: That's right. Every day, I practice by myself for two hours when I awaken, and two hours before I slumber.

Azul: If we're to sing alongside Malleus-san, then we will be expected to have an equal singing prowess…

Azul: I should not have been content with simply my ordinary practices. I also need to do more rigorous training!

Idia: So, you got the practice with all the reps, then the practice with the three main vocalists, and then another 4 hours of independent study…!?

Idia: I don't get how you have that much energy…! Or, more like, when do you actually sleep, Malleus-shi!?

(Part 1) Part 2 (Part 3)

[student-in-nightraven]

Smitten with you

A/n: (I recommend reading this while listening to pulse by pastel ghost) Idia brainrot bcz I love him

Idia shroud x yuu

Fluff, comfort

Being with Idia always felt safe and comfortable he has this vibe that made you feel at peace, gaming nights with him were almost like a tradition atleast 3 times a week both of you enjoyed eachother's presence

"I win" stated Idia smiling he's sharp teeth at full display, he was no longer insecure of showing he's smile around you "This is hopeless you never lose" yuu wailed "it takes time to master gaming you'll get on my level one day" he chuckled as he patted your shoulder, in that moment you lifted your head up and Idia went back to he's shy persona and immediately moved back "your smug about gaming but when I'm a little closer to you you go crazy, guess you still have the flustered side" yuu laughed and Idia rolled he's eyes "let's just get back to gaming"

After many rounds of gaming and eating junk food you were getting sleepy your head slowly dropping on idias shoulder, he yelped on surprise and then tried not to make any movements to not wake you up, he put he's controller down and stared down at you eyes glowing in admiration as he started stroking your hair and pulling you closer to make you feel more comfortable muttering a quiet "I love you" "I love you too Idia" he hummed but then froze screeched like a little girl and moved away from you in a flash shaking blush covering he's features "hehe you look like riddle when he's mad" yuu laughed "t-this isn't funny! How long have you been awake?!?did you trick me into thinking you were asleep! And as for what you heard you misheard it I didn't say-" "Idia calm down why are you trying to cover the fact that you have feelings for me?, I said I love you too" he all of a sudden stopped shaking and realised that indeed yes you said I love you back...but what if your joking? What if it's a cruel prank on him?! I mean honestly who would ever love a introvert who never goes outside like him.. "Idia I know what thoughts are going through your head and no it's not a prank I actually do love you " "but why? Why me? I mean there's vil malleus Leona s-so many great options why me?!-" "I don't love them for fucks sake I love you!" You sighed "you have so many amazing traits your not aware of and it's sad but please trust me when I say your a beautiful powerful smart kind person and I love you for everything every flaw of yours I adore" Idia was shook he couldn't speak and talk he has tears in he's eyes he's lips starting to quiver, you got up and approached him slowly putting a hand on he's shoulder as he finally managed to look you in the eye "you mean that?" "Of course I do Idia I love you for everything" you smiled at him, Idia started sobbing and tackled you into a hug making you fall backwards on the floor, you soothed he's back and comforted him, after he finally stopped and calmed down he sat on he's knees like you staring at you smiling slightly you smiled back and gave him a quick peck on the cheek as he screeched he's flames turning red and you laughed after much hugging and staring he managed to asked if he could kiss you on the lips which you gladly said yes to, he shyly grabbed both your cheeks blush covering he's face as he slowly brought he's lips to yours it was a short kiss but it meant the world to the both of you it felt like nothing both of you ever felt before. Idia quickly covered he's face and wen to the corner of he's room as you fell to the floor wheezing, this relationship was gonna be a rollercoaster, a fun, loving and exciting rollercoaster.

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Why Lilia’s Dream Is About When He Found Silver

WARNING: Spoilers for Diasomnia Part 3 Ahead!! Turn back ye who have not completed thy chapter! Go on, shoo!

This theory has been debated on several times since Part 3 of Diasomnia has released- which of course was not long ago. The theory was first proposed when the ending of Part 3 came, we all arrive in the Briar Valley and all of a sudden we are surrounded by fae beings dressed ominously in armor resembling the many demonic figures that decorated Maleficent’s castle on the Forbidden Mountain. Suddenly a familiar sound of bats flying tells us that Lilia may make an appearance- low and behold he does but not as we know him, oh no, but as General Vanrouge- decorated in his war-time attire and a drastically different appearance than what we have all come to know and love.

With Silver’s dream bird flying about around Lilia it is clear we have found the host of the dream- Lilia. But what is the dream about? Well it may be about when he found Silver. It is no surprise that Lilia was a feared and respected war general of the Briar Valley who slaughtered many a human in his wartime days, that being said what if what truly changed him and his ways was the mere cry of a newborn baby who lay in his cradle crying for his mother who is not anywhere to be found. Lilia remembers his time caring for young Malleus and that instinct to hold and protect kicks in- the fatherly instinct to protect this innocent newborn baby who could die if left alone any longer.

Lilia is not ignorant, he knows that babies require attention and protection and seeing a defenseless baby boy crying for his mother who is not around sends his fatherly instincts into full force activation. While he spent many a year slaughtering this child’s own kind in war, a new feeling blossomed in his cold heart and gave way to a new beginning in his life- a new chapter where he raise this child amongst the fae and teach him that peace is indeed possible.

Lilia spent many years at war and now he can see that there is indeed a chance for him to finally love- love and raise a child that he can call his own. While it was not easy for him, he tried his best and Silver turned out well despite his rather secluded lifestyle in the forest living as he would in the days of old- almost in an old Amish way one might say. Silver was the light is Lilia’s darkness and from what we can tell from the stories so far, Lilia truly cherished his son deeply. He was there for Silver from the beginning and a bond was forged from the moment he first held Silver.

All the dreams so far have been an ideal life that everyone wants, a dream with a guaranteed happily ever after. So why would Silver not be included in Lilia’s dream? Was he not a major part of his life? Yes, Silver was, even if he was for 17 short years, those years held a significant impact and importance. That being said, what if all Lilia dreams of is a life where his magic is never ending and he may stay beside Silver until the very end? He knows that his time is running out but with Silver he can live happily ever after with a loving son who will do anything to make his father proud. With this dream being of that fateful day, Lilia can rewind the clock and start anew with more time so he can love and care for his son all over again. He will relive one of the greatest moments of his life, the day he became a father.

With Malleus being the overseer of these dreams it would give him a chance to relive a happy memory of when he first met newborn Silver. Malleus, despite this being a dream, would be able to relive that time and once again be happy- or even cause harm. What if because Silver turned his blade on Malleus in protest of what he was doing this would give Malleus the perfect opportunity to curse newborn Silver so that he may sleep for eternity through the ancient spinning wheel curse. Seeing as it’s pretty much confirmed that Silver is the Sleeping Beauty of the story and Malleus is Maleficent this would be a golden opportunity for Malleus to curse baby Silver once and for all.

While these are merely dreams, it is apparent that blot can be present even in the dream world, can a curse work the same way? If Malleus were to curse newborn Silver in Lilia’s dream would the real Silver be affected in some way? Who knows…

What are your thoughts, travelers~?

- Windblume

[e-lisard]

An unfortunate ignorance

Characters: Malleus Draconia, Shimura Kyomi, Malleus' grandmother

Story: A sort of sleeping beauty AU of Descend Into Magic/that series

Warnings: none

Word count: 441

It's a bad idea and she knows it, yet Kyomi can't help but follow the call.

It's sweet and comforting at surface level, but beneath that, she can feel the danger, the anger.

And still underneath that, sadness, eagerness for something, longing. Loneliness, too.

The call beckons her, and she can't help it. She doesn't even know where she is, how she got there, all she knows is the call.

Then, with a pinprick, the call is gone. She has maybe two seconds to look around, see the dark room she's in, before sleep overtakes her, and then she's gone.

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"Oh," his grandmother gasps in delight as his spell finally takes effect. "There we go, oh, what a wonderful spell, absolutely flawless."

Malleus can't help but preen at the praise his grandmother gives him, or the proud — and amused — smile Lilia gives him from across the room. "All I did was follow your instructions, grandmother," he says, unable to stop his own smile from forming.

"A splendid casting, my dear." His grandmother reaches out, gently stroking his hair. "Yes, a splendid casting indeed. And now, we wait for them to notice."

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It takes almost a day for anyone to notice, in the end. Their darling prince is always running off, disappearing. Her not being seen for a day or two is nothing special. Maybe it should be, considering she's royalty, so always at risk, but well. She's proven she can take care of herself, and the people would rather see her happy than locked up.

In the end, it's her brother that finds her, and only by coincidence. A faint unfamiliar magic had caught his attention, and as he followed it, there she was.

If he hadn't decided to take a different route through the castle than usual, it would have taken even longer.

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Unlike his grandmother, Malleus can't find joy in watching their neighbors scramble in panic as their princess is in a deep, magical slumber.

He doesn't blame his grandmother, for their neighbors had brought this upon themselves, but he simply can't find the joy she does.

Still, he is curious about the princess his spell had caught, and so he goes to visit.

It's the middle of the night, and he uses his magic to get in unseen. Surprisingly, there aren't any guards around the princess' room, nor any magic to keep her safe.

Malleus raises an eyebrow before he shrugs, entering the room and closing the door behind him. Only then does he look at the bed, and his heart skips a beat.

Of all the people it could have been... It was her?

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After a certain overblot incident, little Romeo and Juliet were known for having one and other to sneak out into their schools, but mostly, Malleus was the one to sneak into Adeline’s room.

Deeply inside Isabelle was happy, and tried to ignore Adeline and Malleus in the next door, but the feeling of being a third wheel has been annoying her more than it should, she is truly happy for them, but something, made her wish it was herself in Adeline’s shoes, but not with Malleus. Someone else, whom she doesn’t have a clue of who.

A knock on the door late night was heard, as Adeline drags herself to open it. “Isabelle, I’ve told you I didn’t edit any Leona and your pictures kissing.” The sleep voice of Adeline mutters, with bed hair and eyes half closing.

“That’s not what I am here for.” Isabelle comes inside to find a 202cm tall dragon, laying in the bed of Adeline hoping she would come back for cuddle, as Adeline closes the door, Isabelle relistens to what her friend had said. “You did what?”

“Just told you I didn’t.” The fae sits in bed with Malleus hugging her waist.

Isabelle sighs shaking her head. “Alright, this is what I came to talk about. Adeline you can’t have Malleus sneaking into your room everyday!”

“He doesn’t sneak out everyday, I also sneak out to his room.” Adeline yawns, petting Malleus behind his ear. Even though, Isabelle was right, Adeline can’t exactly say her friend should act like that, specially in the middle of the night… I mean, what has gotten into her? “Wait…” Adeline leans slightly forward. “You are jealous!”

Standing up Adeline repeat her words with Isabelle looking at her with a disbelieve expression. “Me? Jealous? Why so, Adeline?” Isabelle acted with a cocky confidence.

“Because you wanted it to be you and Leona!” Malleus eyes shoot wide open at the name. “Poor, man child… You like Kingscholar?” He whispers sitting straight up in bed.

“No! Of course not—”

“—Duh!” Adeline says face palming. “She may never admit it. But we all, know-”

Isabelle takes a pillow from Adeline’s couch throwing on her face muffling the girl from speaking any further. Malleus started to speak up about the situation.

“Well, I do think you should overcome this.”

“Huh?” Both girls said in union with the confusion being by far the most loud feeling.

“Personally, I think Leona is a selfish guy, who can hardly have respect when upon others he doesn’t treat them with it…”

Malleus kept talking but it fell into Isabelle’s deaf ears, as a sudden rush of need to defend Leona spoke louder.

“Is not like that!” Malleus stops talking, as Isabelle raises her voice. “For the most sometimes may be true at first glance, Leona is pretty respectful, and even though he acts rudely, he isn’t an monster, he is just someone who takes time and time to actually be genuine, and yes this may be a big flaw of him, but he is trying to overcome and show more his feelings through words rather than just actions and—”

“Yes, you do indeed like him.”

Isabelle immediately eats her words when she sees the sly smile in Malleus’ face and a surprised Adeline on her front proud of his strategy to see Isabelle defending Leona.

“Well… I-” She looks between Adeline and Malleus, Malleus and Adeline. Her stubbornness is speaking louder. But she can’t deny the fact (at least not mentally) that she does indeed, defends Leona as if she had feelings for him… Not exactly that she didn’t. “I… I will just go to sleep, I have a meeting about the engagement.”

She furrows her eyebrows, not in a mad way, but more of a “is it really it?”. As she leaves Adeline’s room in wonder.

The thought of her getting jealous was by far already ridiculous, now, her getting jealous because she wished it was her and Leona was an absurd! It couldn’t make less of sense. Sure, they solved most of things during time, and of course, after his overblot Isabelle started to care more for him… And whenever he was close she felt butterflies, or when they fought over chess and he came apologizing make her smile… But that didn’t meant anything, right? Sure a thing.

Isabelle heads spins at the thought as she falls into deep sleep, where his face is there like a burning memory and a small desire. But because of that, Isabelle refused to get any sleep. Her eyes would close? Not on her watch. Stay awake! Stop thinking of that idiot lion.

“Isabelle.”

He is stupid, doesn’t make any sense, her falling for him.

“Isabelle!”

Then her mind once again started to come back to reality…

“Isabelle!!”

Isabelle eyes shoot wide open with Leona in her side glaring angrily at her. Before a cocky smirk showing in his face as his face leans closer to her. Isabelle was so tired from staying up all night, that her actions were lazier than ever. “What? Decided to switch places with me for one day?”

Rolling her eyes back, a soft small yawn left her mouth. “I just couldn’t get any sleep.” She put her hands in her face trying to not fall back sleep.

Leona’s face had a hint of worried, but it wasn’t fully shown. “How so? Are you okay?”

Ugh, those damn butterflies.

“Yes, I am.”

She quickly answers her face growing slightly red as she looks to the side. Hoping Falena and her dad would finish their meeting fast as possible so they can enter the room.

But the damn smirk on Leona’s face turns in to a grin as he sees her face in vivid red like a rose.

“Is that so? Don’t you think you perhaps have a fever.” He teases slightly. “Your face is all red.”

Isabelle’s lips parted and eyes winded in shock, normally she would kick his ass or scold at him; but her heart, not brain, her heart was telling her not to do so. Yet, her brain was on the power in that moment.

“Stop acting like you care, lion.” She furrows her eyebrows with a pout, her eyes traveling to look to the side and not directly at him.

“I do.”

Isabelle’s laugh made it sound ingenue, as she mocks him. “Oh, surely you do. And I am going to be the Queen!” She laughs now, but when he grabs her chin it cools down.

“I do care, brush eater.”

“Brush eater?! Seriously? Can you get any less mature?”

He chuckles letting her chin go, with the same smirk. “Of course I can. At least, different from you, I don’t have the size of a kid.”

She gasps at the absurd. “You take that back—!”

Her phrase was cutoff by Leona grabbing her waist and holding her up to be taller than him, he laughs at her heartbeating vividly knocking her chest.

“Just like I’ve said, the height as one…” His eyes turn into a vexer tone, but they soft back up seeing her in his arms.

He feels himself pulling her closer, as she just stares at him with a feeling, that may not be exactly known for each other, but she stares with him with pure love.

He pulls her closer, as her hands placed down his shoulder, his lips touching her. But when the hunger hits, he pulls her into a full kiss.

They stay like that for a few seconds until Leona pulls her away, holding her like a dog, to stay in the same height as him. The silence breaks when Isabelle says.

“C-Can you put me down? This is embarrassing…”

“Right, yeah, sure. No worries.”

He lets her go, placing her down gently. When both of them turned away, Leona simply smiled as if he own a hard game and he is staring at the screen “Victory”. Awhile Isabelle tried to process everything, and what she is supposed to say or do.

A hand touched her shoulder. She turns to his direction unsure of what he’ll do. When he gets very closer to her face.

“I will forever hate you.” Isabelle confirms.

“You promise?” Leona asks.

Leaning in again for another kiss. She may say the opposite; But from there, she doesn’t want to leave.

(A/n: My interpretation of their first kiss muhehhe + THIS IS LONG AS FUCK HOLY SHIT.)

THE BEST STORIES ARE LONG GOODNESS SAKE THIS GAVE ME BUTTERFLIES IT MADE ME ALL GIDDY

LITERALLY THE CUTEST FREAKING THING EVER ISABELLE THE TSUNDERE THAT YOU ARE💙💙💙💙💙💙💙 LEONA BEING ALL HAPPY AND STUPID BC THEY KISSES LMAPSJSOSJSOJXOSNW💙💙💙💙💙💙

ADELINE AND MALLEUS IN THE BEGINNING AHHHHH THEY'RE SO CUTE OH MY GOSH I NEED THEM TO ADOPT ME LIKE RN IT'S IMPORTANT (I'm a grown ass woman)

Girlie this was so good sheesh I'm gonna be rereading this everytime before I go to bed- ALSO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO RESPOND I WAS WATCHING A MOVIE WITH MY MOM WHILE MY PHONE CHARGED

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My Little Hybrid Family_Part 11

Twisted Wonderland Masterlist  

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“Are we sure, he is still in there?” 

“Well, he hasn’t shown his face since he’s been brought here. We’ve, and by that I mean, our Mistress, has taken him his food each meal time.”

“We barely got to greet him.” 

“I still can’t believe she wouldn’t let us handle taking him his meal. I don’t like that fact that she’s in there with him, by herself!” 

All the hybrids stood around a corner looking down a hallway. Although it was early evening and the sun hadn’t begun to sink, everyone felt a sense of foreboding. 

Leona growled, “Why am I here?! I can’t believe that brat hasn’t had the decency to greet us. We are his seniors!” 

“But apparently, he’s older than all of us combined!” Kalim spoke in awe, “Mistress said that he’s a rare draconic fae hybrid.” 

“Then what the heck he’s doing here? Shouldn’t he be in a cave or something?” 

Jamil snorted, “Apparently, Mr. Crewel has asked our Mistress for a favor to house him while he moves paperwork.” 

Azul pushed his glasses up, “Indeed. He was brought from up from the underground. Mr. Sam through his connections has managed to acquire him to set him free. He is a super rare breed, right now, the only one on the black market. Dragonic fae were thought to be extinct. His kind are the top prize that any hybrid hunter hopes to bank their entire career off of.” 

“Wow, is he really so special?!” Kalim asked wide-eyed. 

“He’s even rarer than yours truly…” 

Kalim grinned, “And now he’s owned by the best Mistress in the world! If anyone is able to help him, it’s our Mistress. Don’t you think so, Jamil?” 

Jamil only looked deep in thought, “Maybe. But he’s certainly different from the rest of us. That much is clear, even though we all only have caught a glimpse of him.” 

“Yes, it’s called lacking manner.” growled Leona. 

“Are you truly the best one to be saying that?” questioned Jade. 

“What are you idiots doing?” 

Everyone jumped and spun around to see you holding a tray of food and looking at them with disapproval. 

“How did no one hear her coming?” Jamil growled under her breath. 

Clearly they were all more interested in this new enigma than tracking your presence. 

“Go back downstairs, please. When he is more comfortable, then he’ll join us. I’m not going to force him to socialize if he doesn’t want to.” You spoke walking past them. 

You could hear the grumbles, but they acquiesced. 

You did not expect to have another hybrid in your house, but it was a favor to Mr. Crewel. Mr. Sam’s underground agents had espied this dragonic fae and set to work to get him out. This spy was a sub-branch of a dragonic fae, a bat fae, who had once been forced into the underground as well. Lilia had taken it as a personal vendetta to get this young one out. With Mr. Sam’s help, it took almost a year for the pieces to fall in place. Lilia had spent a lot of time gaining Malleus Draconia’s trust so that he could be brought out. Even if you want to save them, you can’t bring out someone who is unwilling. 

Once out, Mr. Crewel could begin moving the paperwork and making Malleus Draconia legal. Granted, he would be a ward of the state, if he didn’t have a legal owner, but that would be better than being an S-class hybrid in the underground. Hopefully, legal channels would afford him some level of respect. As much as a hybrid could get to began with. 

S-class hybrids were a special breed of prized hybrids, the rarests of the rare. In fact, there were only four S-class hybrids that the world knew about. Three of them were owned by the Pomefiore Corporation, and used as models. The fourth was own by another heiress, who opened a high class restaurant called Heartslabyul. To date, there hasn’t been another known S-class in the known world. Lilia was an S-class from the underworld, along with Malleus Draconia. 

Problem was, that S-class hybrids were usually so beautiful that humans would fight to own them. In the legal world, the four S-class hybrids made their respective owners money hand over fist. In the underworld, they were usually used to served disgusting humans more debased pleasures.  Lilia was not going to let the young Malleus Draconia continue to suffer that fate, especially when he got wind of a dirty old woman would was set to buy him. They moved him out of the underground, so the old woman would have a tough time setting claim to him.  Most that moved in the underground wanted to stay there. There was a slim chance that she would try to fight legally for him. To do so would come into the light. The very light, they did not want shining on them. 

You knocked on the door before opening it slowly. Malleus Draconia never answered to come in or go away, so you learned to give it a minute before walking in. Your eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room before placing the tray on the table, “Here is your food, Malleus. Are you hungry?” 

When you straightened, you saw green eyes glowing at you from where the draconic fae sat in the corner of the room. You breathe hitched. You would be lying if you said that he wasn’t slightly intimidating, even though he had never done anything to you since he arrived four days ago, brought by Lilia and Mr. Crewel.  He had never spoken once to you either. You would also be lying if you didn’t think he was very beautiful. 

He was. 

Even the horns atop his head, only seemed to make him more alluring.  

But you were determined to treat him the same as anyone else in this house. He didn’t have to do anything he didn’t want to do or go anywhere he didn’t want to go. 

“Well, then…” you chirped, “Enjoy your meal! You know you can come out any time you want to!” 

As usual, you turned to go leave only this time, a voice stopped you. 

“Child of man…..” 

It took you a moment to realize that Malleus actually spoke for the first time since he came here. Lilia had laughed and told you that he was shy and would take time to warm up to you. Give him a little bit of time, if you would Miss. L/N! I know he’ll eventually come around. 

You got over your initial surprise quickly as you turned to him, “Hm?” 

“What is it you desire?” 

You blinked at him. 

Blinked again. 

Finally, “Excuse me, what?” 

“Child of man, what do you desire? It’s obvious, you brought me here, but you have yet to do anything.” 

Your face grew hot. You hoped he wasn’t… 

You waved your arms around, speaking quickly with wide eyes, “Lilia explained it to you, right?! I didn’t buy you, and I’m not your owner. A lawyer is moving paperwork to get you legal, so you don’t have to be an S-class in the underground. Please don’t misunderstand! I don’t desire anything of you other than your happiness and freedom! You ain’t gotta do nothing you don’t wanna do or go anywhere you don’t wanna go!”

You almost said this in one breath and was heaving by the time it was done. Malleus green eyes pierced yours. 

Then you spoke quietly, dropping your gaze, “Lilia told me, that it was long ago that you had been taking by hunters. So your home most likely does not exist anymore, otherwise we’d send you back. Lilia is checking it out, just to be sure. But like him, hunters of the past really made it their mission to capture hybrids like the two of you.”  

Malleus turned to look outside but ended up looking at the dark curtain, “Lilia need not bother. My home is indeed gone. This much I know for sure.” 

You bite your lips, “I’m sorry.” 

Malleus turned back towards you, “Why are you apologizing?” 

Tears began to well in your eyes, “For how cruel humans can be.” 

Part 12