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I feel like you all are in some need of Diasomnia family content so I shall happily deliver to you my dearest travelers~ So, here you shall have a sweet fic of Malleus and his brand new baby brother Silver.
𝕃𝕖𝕥’𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕀 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖…
Malleus Draconia and Silver - I Loved You At Once
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Warm late spring sunlight flooded through the open windows of the cozy woodland cottage Lilia and his new newborn son now shared together illuminating the entire living space in a warm yet soft spring glow. Lilia sat in his chair peering lovingly at his now sleeping baby boy as he slept soundly, he softly sang a lullaby his old, dear friend and princess once sung to her unborn son- reminding him of how he should probably inform Malleus of the baby as soon as possible, that is unless the chatty woodland fairies already blabbed to him about the surprise.
The old fae stood up smiling into the basket where the sweet infant boy dreamed the afternoon away. He had the sweetest face Lilia had ever seen, it was hard for him to hate the child even after knowing everything. Silver’s sweet face now sported a soft smile only a newborn could make- a smile so pure and beautiful that it could practically purify anyone with even a hint of darkness.
A knock then sounded at the door and the deep, smooth voice of Malleus called out, “Lilia? Are you home? Might I come in?”
“Yes, come on in, Malleus- but do keep it down, I just got him to sleep! Shh!”
‘Ah, this must be the newborn I heard about…’ Malleus thought to himself as he opened the cottage door and let himself in. “The woodland fairies told me you took in a child, a human one…”
Those blasted woodland fairies could not keep their mouths shut for the life of them, could they?
“Malleus, this is Silver! Isn’t he adorable~?” Lilia gushed like any new parent would over their infant. “Such a sweet little thing~!”
The draconic fae peered into the basket and stared at the child with confusion and a slight hint of what one might say is disgust. This was cute? What’s next, a sock eating troll would be considered a fashion model?
“It looks like a hairless ape- it’s so ugly one can almost feel sorry for it…” Malleus smirked, earning a slight slap on the arm from Lilia. “What? I was only speaking the truth, Lilia.”
“Be nice, you may grow to love him deeply, after all, I’ll be training him to be a knight for you. Oh! Yes! I must head off to go do a bit of shopping- turns out human babies cannot survive on flower nectar alone and require a thing called powdered milk- what an odd thing…” Lilia quickly gathered his list and money pouch before walking to the door with a smirk. “You will be on babysitting duty~! If he gets fussy, rock him and sing him a lullaby~! Bye~!”
“But Lilia! If I hold something this fragile I- he’s gone…” Malleus sighed but immediately turned to see the newborn stir in his once peaceful sleep and let out his wails of distress. “Oh dear… Silver, that is your name, right? Let’s not cry now- ah- I don’t know any lullabies- wait… maybe this would…?”
Malleus carefully picked up the wailing infant and held him as gently as possible, placing a sturdy hand beneath his bottom and one on his tiny back as he began to sway softly and hum a tune he did not know the origin from. Slowly but surely Silver’s cries softened and his beautiful aurora eyes gazed sleepily up at the draconic fae. Malleus made brief eye contact with the tiny human in his arms and offered him a smile before continuing his humming, sure enough the baby drifted back off to a deep sleep.
He sighed, finally the baby was asleep again- how could one simply awaken to wail their tiny lungs out and then fall asleep as if nothing had happened? It truly confused Malleus, but nevertheless he continued to hold the baby and stare at him, taking in every little detail. Slowly he laid the baby back into his basket bed and continued to stare at him- he noticed a small white spot on Silver’s pointer finger resembling what one May consider a scar, he brushed the idea off as it was likely a birthmark. Malleus brushed a gentle finger across his pudgy cheeks, earning an adorable squeak from the baby boy as he stretched a small arm up, eventually latching his small hand onto Malleus’s finger.
Malleus froze, the human infant held his finger as tightly as he could, smiling in his sleep. Curious creatures humans were, despite his hatred towards humans he was slowly softening his feelings of such hatred as the baby held his finger- one so small not fearing a creature such as himself, a creature of the night and a fae of darkness. Surely this human would grow to fear him and even Lilia, right?
No, Malleus shook his head, he likely would not grow to fear the darkness as such creatures were the majority in the Briar Valley. Though, it was obvious from looking at the baby that he would indeed grow pure of heart and full of light, those few seconds of staring into those beautiful eyes of his were enough for Malleus to see that much.
Those eyes, those aurora eyes… Why were they so familiar to him? Malleus shook his head, it was likely just a matter of his imagination, nothing more.
“So small and yet so fearless to have reached out and have taken the hand of darkness itself… have you not an ounce of fear, Child of Man?” He asked softly, knowing full well that an answer was completely out of the question from the baby. “Silver, I suppose it’s a better time than any to bestow a gift upon you, I hereby bless you with the gift of kindness, may you always find the good in everyone in this era of peace…”
Suddenly Silver’s aurora eyes fluttered open and he looked up at Malleus giggling happily, Malleus could not help but chuckle a bit himself, tracing Silver’s face once more with his finger.
“I see you have awakened to laugh before your future king, brave of you, beasty, let’s see if you are brave enough to handle a dragon’s roar and a bit of fire, hm?”
Malleus let out a draconic growl and a small puff of green fire before the baby, trying to be as intimidating as possible but he was only met with more giggles and smiles- how strange, humans would normally fear the roar of a dragon and the sight of fire, this little one seemed to take it as a form of entertainment.
“Beastie, I do believe I hate you for this… have you not an ounce of fear? I- more giggles, really now? Not even my fangs frighten you?”
Alas there was no fear from the baby, he just continued to laugh at his prince and reach up to him happily as if he could sense that Malleus was not one to fear but to love. Malleus smirked and gently wiggled a finger across Silver’s bare baby belly causing the most adorable giggles to erupt from him.
“You might just be the first human to not fear me, beasty… for that I must applaud you, being brave enough to be so carefree before me fufufufu~”
The door to the cottage slowly opened and there was Lilia with his baby haul smirking at the sight of Malleus being so gentle and loving towards the baby he just an hour ago gave a look of disgust towards. Malleus froze- immediately composing himself and pretending that nothing happened, not daring to look Lilia in the eye as he huffed a little in embarrassment.
“What’s that, Malleus? Can’t face me because you are embarrassed to admit you find your new baby brother adorable~? Hmmm~?”
“Lilia, that is not at all what- hmph- I suppose he is not half bad as I believed… I suppose I can stay a bit longer to um, assist in caring for this Child of Man…”
Lilia only laughed as he picked up Silver, gently swaying him in his arms and placing some kisses atop his soft, fluffy hair all while his baby nuzzled closer to his warmth, cooing softly. “Did you miss me? Yes you did! You are truly the cutest little thing, turning Malleus here into a softie, good boy!”
“Lilia, that’s not-” Malleus sighed and hid a smile, “I suppose arguing is pointless.”
“Good! Now let’s get him fed and in the bath! Now where is that coffee mug for me to feed him his milk….”
“Oh dear…” Sevens above help this baby boy survive Lilia’s parenting tactics…
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The First Kiss:
featuring the housewardens
Riddle:
-He's so nervous, his throat bobbing as he swallows, breath coming out shaky and warm against your face as he draws closer. His heart is hammering in his chest, and he swears that it stops the moment his lips actually meet yours. That anxiety then melts away, replaced by the feeling of pure adoration. His kiss is heartachingly tender as he silently shows you just how much you mean to him.
Leona:
-He's so confident in the way that he drags you in for a kiss, but it's just a mask for the fear that whispers in the back of his mind. The fear that you won't want to settle for the second born, for the second best. Still, his mouth meets yours, in a way that's almost too rough for what's supposed to be a first kiss. And yet, his hands caress your waist so tenderly, even as his mouth lays claim to yours.
Azul:
-His hands shake where they rest on your shoulders, and his lips press against yours so softly that you almost don't feel them. It's up to you to take charge, to kiss him properly. And when you do, a slight whine leaves his throat, and tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He's a little overwhelmed, but only in the best of ways. And when you pull away, you'll get to see just how flustered a single kiss makes him.
Kalim:
-The first kiss you share with him is joyous, overflowing with affection. His lips meet yours once, twice, three times, giggles erupting in the pauses in between. His hands are restless, roving across your spine, cupping the back of your neck, always tugging you closer. His cheeks are flushed, his mouth quirked up into a dazzling grin as he sighs out words of adoration.
Vil:
-He sighs when you share your first kiss, his lips meeting yours tenderly. His fingers bury themselves in your hair, and he keeps you right where he wants you as he indulges in a languid kiss. As he pulls away, he can't help but give you a soft smile as he notices the way his lipstick is now smeared across your mouth. He leans in, and gives you another soft kiss. He knows he'll have to clean you up, but a small part of him loves seeing his mark on your skin.
Idia:
-His hair flares up a bright pink as his lips crash against yours, a strangled sound reverberating in his throat. It's messy, and not entirely planned. And almost as soon as it begins, it's over. He retreats, covering his face. He's embarrassed, and yet, he can't help but feel like he's on the top of the world. Pry his hands away from his face, kiss him again, and watch him utterly melt under the strength of your affection.
Malleus:
-That first kiss is passionate, with the way he pulls you close to him, and cups your cheeks before laying claim to your lips. His kiss is slow, and overflowing with barely tamed passion. When he pulls away, it's with a breathless chuckle. His thumb runs over your bottom lip, and he leans in to nuzzle his nose against yours as he quietly asks for a second kiss. This time, it'll be your turn to show him just how much you adore him.
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Hihihi! Could I please request a royalty/nobility au with the housewardens? Like them as a dashing Mr. Darcy, if that makes sense.
So, since this is pretty open ended, I'm just going with headcanons on what sort of role they'd have in this au. Though it might be more like an otome au? But if you like it, or want to see more, please don't hesitate to ask!
Royalty AU - The Housewardens
You are the only heir to the throne, and now, you've been given a "simple" task. Find someone to marry before the year is over! Your butler clears his throat, and names some of your potential suitors...
Riddle - The Marquess' Son
-Riddle is the sole child of Marquess and Marchioness Rosehearts. His family is well known for funding medical research, and they're generally well respected. At least, publicly. In private, many nobles whisper about the cruelty of Marchioness Rosehearts, and Riddle's overbearing strictness. Your butler also states that, when your parents announced your eligibility for marriage, she was the very first to put her son's name forward. It makes you think that Riddle had no say in being a candidate.
-Riddle himself is rumored to be at odds with his family, considering his friendship with the local baker, Trey Clover, and other commoners. His mother has publicly denounced the idea that her family mingles with the lower classes, but Riddle continues to be spotted around the bakery regardless. It makes you wonder if he's not quite as strict as the rumors claim...
Leona - The Second Prince
-Leona is the second born prince of a neighboring country. His brother, King Falena, has maintained his country's status quo, but it's becoming rather obvious that Leona doesn't approve of his family's excessive lifestyle while their kingdom's poorest starve. Supposedly, Falena is growing increasingly desperate to marry Leona off to a foreigner so he can be removed from Sunset Savannah's political sphere. Leona's own people talk about him being a lazy, power hungry rebel, and this gives you pause. You haven't heard a single positive thing yet. There must be more to the man than this...
-Your butler goes on to mention that this is merely what your country's spies have found out. According to official correspondence, Leona is a laid back man with a handsome appearance, and a sharp intellect. The sheer difference in those descriptions startles you, and makes you wonder. Who exactly is Prince Leona?
Azul - The Information Broker
-Azul Ashengrotto is the head of the country's biggest information guild. Hiring his Octavinelle Agency is the best way to dig up dirt on anybody, and no one knows just how he acquires that much intelligence. Your parents have listed him as a potential candidate in the hopes that, should you marry him, he would give you access to the wealth of information he has at his fingertips. According to rumors, you must give him something of equal exchange for anything he tells you. You frown as you hear about people selling things like their voices, and their magic to him. He can't be that cruel. Right?
-According to people who have made deals with him, he has a taste for the finer things in life. He'd certainly jump at the opportunity to court you, as you are the heir to the throne. Before your butler can finish, a strange man enters the room. His mismatched eyes gleam as he hands you a letter, stamped with the Octavinelle Agency insignia. The letter is simple, but it sends a chill up your spine. "Your Highness, if you are considering marriage, then please come by my agency. I can tell you anything you wish to know about your suitors, and I'll even waive my usual fees. The only thing I ask in return is for your company. Signed, Azul Ashengrotto." Before you can question the man, he slips out of the parlor. How peculiar...
Kalim - The Merchant Prince
-Your butler clears his throat, and moves on. Next on the list is Kalim Al-Asim, heir to the Al-Asim Trade Company. Merchants under their banner travel far and wide, bringing wondrous things that many people have never seen before. In his country, rich merchants practically become royalty, and Kalim's family is the wealthiest of those families. If you choose him, it will invigorate your country's economy, and your parents approve of this. Also, according to the people who have seen him, he's cheerful and compassionate.
-However, your butler warns that his family has a dark side. In the Scalding Sands, poison is the weapon of choice, and Kalim's life has likely been threatened numerous times. And that his own siblings and cousins are likely his biggest enemies. If you married him, you'd be subjected to the same treatment. You'd constantly have to watch your back, and worry that every sip of wine would be your last. Is that truly a life you wish to lead?
Vil - The Duke
-Vil Schoenheit is the youngest Duke to grace your country's nobility. He's also the fairest. Countless numbers of men and women fawn over his beauty, yet he has rejected every advance that has come his way. This had led to nasty rumors that he has impossible standards, and that his heart must be made of ice. He apparently also has a keen mind, though there are some whispers that he uses that intellect to brew deadly poisons. Who those poisons are meant for, nobody knows.
-His dukedom also contains some of your country's most beautiful locations. Lush forests and thriving apple orchards span his lands, and his people prosper under his rule. However, people do wonder why all of his citizens seem to be good looking, and why nobody seems to oppose him. Is it just a coincidence, or is there a darker reason behind his seemingly perfect dukedom?
Idia - The Inventor
-Idia Shroud is, without a doubt, one of the smartest men in your kingdom. However, his reputation, and several rumors, precede him. He's known for being extremely reclusive, and he's almost never been seen in public. Instead, he trusts an automaton, Ortho, to complete various tasks. And the few times he has been spotted sparked a frenzy of strange rumors. There's talk around the capital that he's been cursed, marked by unholy fire. Your brows furrow. Is he truly one of the candidates for your hand in marriage?
-Aside from the rumors that swirl around him, he's genuinely skilled. Ortho is a completely sentient automaton, and several of his other inventions have changed the average citizen's quality of life for the better. He's the reason your kingdom is more advanced than any other, and that counts for a lot. He's a bit bizarre, but rumors about his supposed "curse" stirs your curiosity.
Malleus - The Briar King
-Your butler shivers, and mentions King Malleus in a hushed tone. He is the King of Briar Valley, a strange land that nobody has ever actually seen. There are old tales about his kingdom. Stories that state that the land is populated by the fae, and that their king is not truly a fae, but a fearsome dragon. These tales claim that any being who opposes the Briar King will be incinerated in a plume of dragon fire, and that he demands complete loyalty from his subjects. As you begin to wonder why your parents would give you such an option, you get your answer. For the first time, Malleus has left his kingdom, and is visiting yours. This might be your kingdom's only chance to forge an alliance with the powerful, mysterious fae.
-There is a bit more information than just wild tales. According to your butler, an odd fae visited the castle yesterday, and told your parents a bit more about Malleus. This fae stated that his king was not quite as intimidating as the stories claim, and that Malleus yearned for companionship more than anything else. Your gaze softened. You, as the heir to a kingdom, knew that a royal life could be a lonely one. If he also felt the ache of solitude, then, he surely couldn't be a monster, like the people say.
Now that you've heard about your potential suitors, only one question remains...
Who will you choose?
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noooo my baby is trying to steal my man 😭😭😭
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we got to 2000!!!!
we are one follower away from 2000
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we are one follower away from 2000
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i hate driving in the rain :/
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Part 2 to this post (ghost bride competition)
Summary: After the two of you walk in to the semi-formal together, you and Malleus are subject to many stares. While Vil wishes to apologize to you, Malleus decides to have a talk with Leona about the prince’s feelings for you.
Malleus x GN Reader, One-sided Vil and Leona x Reader
You raise a glass to your lips, taking a sip of the suspicious concoction that was supposed to pass as ‘juice’. The semi-formal had been a bit more dull than you thought. Although he tried, Malleus was not one for large social gatherings of this nature, so he preferred to stay at your table, despite Lilia’s encouragements for him to take up a place on the dance floor.
Ace and Deuce remained elusive, running off after only a couple minutes of chatting with you at the beginning, muttering something about helping the committees set up. You wondered if they were hurt you had hidden your relationship with Malleus from them; you hadn’t ever meant to trick them, there was just never a good time. Since they ditched you, there wasn’t much to do but sit at the table, considering most of the students kept a wide breadth from you since you walked in with Malleus.
Even Leona, who would normally chat with you (or rather, tolerate your presence and let you speak to him) had kept a distance from you. You tried to wave at him across the room at one point, but he had only huffed and looked away. Vil hadn’t made such an obvious expression of his feelings toward you tonight, but he kept his smile tight and polite when he greeted you, eyeing Malleus at your side.
You started to reconsider how you had handled things. Was Malleus right? Had they really…been serious about asking you out as their date? It was hard to imagine. Sure, you and Vil had gotten closer after the VDC, but you had assumed he only thought of you as a friend. He also had no lack of options to choose from. With his beauty, fame, and charisma, you know he could have anyone he wanted. Although you were fairly confident in your own appearance, you knew that you must not compare to the other models he brushes shoulders with on a regular basis.
And Leona. The prince hadn’t ever bothered acknowledging that the two of you were friends, let alone any further interest. You knew he didn’t hate you because he wouldn’t immediately tell you to go away when you tried to talk to him, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t an uphill battle. You had been the one to put in all the effort in your friendship, not him. If he’s been interested in you, he is certainly terrible at showing it. You’d sooner believe that he did truly despise you before ever coming to the conclusion that he liked you. It hurt a little to think that perhaps he thought that lowly of you; that he would rather drive you away and forget about his little crush than ever try and let you in.
You can admit to yourself that there was a time when you first met Leona, long before you even formed any kind of friendship with Malleus, that you had a small crush on him. He was a gorgeous prince who had the skills to back up his name. Sure, his attitude was off-putting, but you still naively believed back then that if you were to get closer to him, that he might treat you differently than he did anyone else.
The time that you had longed to be with Leona had long passed. You were happy with Malleus and that would not change, no matter who showed interest in you now. You loved him and he loved you; he had shown you what it was to be cared for and not to be left wanting. Still, the sting that Leona truly would not let anyone close to him remained. You had no desire to earn his love, only his friendship, but even that eluded you.
Your gaze drifts from Leona across the room to Malleus seated beside you as he places his hand on yours. “Are you doing alright, my dear?”
“Yeah. Do you think Leona’s okay?”
He smiles at you gently, but his expression is tainted with something other than happiness. “You are always so worried for others, I wonder if you take any time to care for yourself.”
You turn to face him fully, moving your face closer to his until your foreheads touch. His smile comes a bit more naturally this time. “I think you already do a great job at taking care of me. Better than I could do myself.”
You plant a light and cheeky peck on his lips, before pulling away. Before you can get too far, Malleus pulls you into a hug. His grip is tight, but not uncomfortable. He’s always gentle with you, watching his strength. You wrap your arms around his back, squeezing him tight in return. You can feel the words he can’t say in his touch.
“I love you,” he murmurs quietly into your ear.
“I love you too,” you reply.
After you pull apart, a few minutes of gentle conversation passes before Malleus is pulled into a conversation with Lilia and Silver over something Diasomnia related. You’re too restless to keep track of the conversation, so you watch the dance floor, staring at all the people chatting with their friends or dancing together. You snap out of your thoughts when a certain blond begins heading in your direction.
Vil approaches your table. Malleus’ conversation ends as he nears. “Hello, Malleus. Lilia.” He turns to you, “Prefect, may I ask you for a dance?”
You meet his purple eyes. He looks beautiful tonight, makeup striking and a dashing suit to accompany his charming looks. You make eye contact with Malleus, and he nods, letting you know that it’s your choice.
“Okay.” Your reply seems to let Vil relax a little, the tension in his shoulders releasing as you stand up.
“I’ll be back soon, Mal.” You plant a kiss on your boyfriend’s cheek, in case he has any doubts about your overwhelming love for him. The display is a bit embarrassing in front of Vil, but he isn’t your priority at the moment.
Finally, the two of you make your way to the dance floor.
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While you’re away dancing with Vil, Malleus finds Leona, still sulking in the corner and watching the two of you.
“Still upset over the prefect, Kingscholar?”
“Fuck off, lizard. It was just a stupid competition with a dumb little herbivore.”
“Watch yourself. You are speaking to their boyfriend, after all. And I like to believe we understand each other better than that. I know you liked them.”
“So what? You here to scare me away?” Leona glares at him.
“No, I only wish to talk,” Malleus replies calmly.
“Why?”
“The two of us are more similar than we often care to admit.”
“Us both being princes doesn’t make us ‘similar,’ Draconia.”
“Deny it if you wish, but our affection for the prefect is not the only thing we share.”
Leona rolls his eyes. “Get to your point.”
“I want to make my beloved happy. For that to happen, I wish for you to be their friend.”
“Their friend?” Leona furrows his brows in confusion. “You still want me around them?…And if I say I won’t just give them up to you?”
Malleus matches his sharp gaze, unbothered. “They do not belong to anybody but themself. You’d do well to remember that, Leona. There’s no need for me to threaten you because I have full trust in them. But I know that they will miss you, if you begin to pull away. The distance you keep…I will give you a fair warning. The prefect wishes to have you as a friend, but do not test their boundaries.”
“Whatever.” Leona’s eyes fix on you and Vil, swaying together.
“It seems Schoenheit has made his choice,” Malleus remarks, eyes following the direction of Leona’s gaze. “I ask you to remain their friend, in spite of what I may desire, because my greatest wish is to see them happy. Do it for them or do it for yourself, it does not matter to me.”
Leona sighs, closing his eyes for a moment. He looks up at Malleus and finally gives a small nod. “The two of you are more trouble than you’re worth,” he says, but his words hold no bite or harsh edge to them.
The corner of Malleus’ lips twitch up in a smile.
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“I am sorry, you know,” Vil says. His arms hang loosely around your back, as though he is afraid to touch you. The two of you sway together, but the distance between you makes the movement a bit awkward.
“I know,” you say. Your hands touch his shoulders as you dance, but it’s hard to want to get too much closer.
“I messed up.”
“I know.”
He manages to keep his face from giving away too much of what he’s thinking. You don’t want to come out and ask him; he’s the one who asked you to dance.
“I liked you- like you. Of course, I’m loathe to admit it now. I have more than enough decency to not try and get with someone taken.” He looks down at you, taking your hand off his shoulder and holding it in his own as the pace of the music begins to change. He pulls you into a sweeping dance, keeping one hand on your back. “But you had to know. I would never have intentionally tried to make light of your feelings. Never.”
“I believe you. But that doesn’t change my feelings for Malleus.”
“I know. I would never ask you to. I only asked you to dance so I could apologize, not ask for anything more than the chance to do so. Also, to warn you that being with Malleus will probably not end Rook’s pursuits. In fact, I fear he may wish to court both of you, now.”
You look over at Vil’s table and spot Rook and Epel watching the two of you. Rook gives a small wave, not shying away when he notices your gaze. You shudder. “Duly noted. I just don’t understand…why did you not saying anything before? You never even hinted that you liked me as more than a friend.”
“I thought I was being obvious. Kissing your cheek, lending you my makeup…”
“Oh. I kinda thought you did that with everyone…But still, why me? You know anyone at the school would’ve accepted an invitation to attend as your date.”
Vil sighs gently, smiling in spite of himself when he looks down at you. “I mean this in the kindest way possible, but are you truly that dull? Your boyfriend is Malleus Draconia, and yet you wonder if you are anything special. Of course you are.”
Your face heats a bit under his gaze. “Ugh, don’t say embarrassing things like that. I’m nothing compared to you guys.”
You wince when Vil flicks your forehead gently, looking up at him in annoyance. “It seems we’ll have to work on your confidence issues. You can’t rule Briar Valley alongside Malleus with that attitude.” Vil winks at you. “Now run along to your prince.” He catches your wrist as you turn to head back to your table. “And if Draconia does anything to hurt you, I best be the first to know. I may not be as strong as he is, but I won’t stand for the mistreatment of my friend.”
You smile at Vil, genuine this time. “Thanks, but you know Malleus would never.”
Vil doesn’t reply, only watching in silence as you walk back.
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Summary: After the events of ghost bride, Vil and Leona decide to continue their competition to determine who is the best suitor. They decide you, being new to the school, are the best option to try and romance.
Multi x GN Reader (Leona, Vil, Ace, Deuce, Floyd, Rook, Azul, Malleus)
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“Yeah, whatever, you failed too. Doesn’t mean a thing. Any sane person would’ve chosen me over you,” Leona snarks.
“Prove it, then. Let’s choose someone else and we’ll be able to determine who the real winner is,” Vil replies, not bothering to look up from the compact he’s using to apply his makeup.
Leona’s ears perk a little at the idea, but he turns his nose up at it anyway. “Like who? Everyone at this school’s already stepping over each other to get a picture with you. Not exactly a fair competition, blondie.”
“Our dear prefect hasn’t been at the school long, and they’ve never known me as a celebrity since they’re from another world. It seems they would be the fairest way to continue our little competition,” Vil pauses, looking back over at Leona. “If that’s okay with you, your majesty.”
Leona rolls his eyes. “Old bride clearly had no taste. At least the prefect won’t have all these delusional biases about their ‘prince,’” he grumbles. “Fine, they’ll do.”
“Alright, then whoever can get them to accept an invitation to the upcoming semi-formal will be the winner.”
“Deal. Try not to feel too hurt by their rejection, it’s not as though you can compete with a real prince like myself.”
“I’m not worried, you hardly qualify as a prince, lazy second-son that you are. Unless you’re planning to actually try for once? Could it be you have another motivation for wooing the prefect?”
“As if I would go for a pathetic little herbivore like them. I’m in this to prove a point to you, that’s all,” Leona huffs. “You’re the one who suggested them. Projecting, are we?”
Vil smirks at his denial. “My, my, quite the tsundere little kitty you are. I have no reason to deny, I have become quite fond of them recently. Enough to stop you from becoming a perpetual nuisance in their life, at least.”
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The next day, you sit at your usual lunch table with Ace, Deuce, and Grim, when a certain grumpy lion approaches you.
“Herbivores,” Leona says, narrowing his eyes at the sight of Grim devouring an entire leg of chicken. He turns his gaze to you. “Get up, prefect, I need to talk to you.”
“Kinda busy,” you mumble, mouth full of food.
“Why, hello prefect,” Vil greets, walking over from his table where Rook and Epel watch on. “Ah, let me get that for you.” He pulls a handkerchief from his pocket, gently tilting your face when you look up at him and dabbing at the corner of your mouth. “Now you look perfect.” Vil looks up at Leona, saccharine smile ablaze. “Was this man bothering you?”
You ignore his strange behaviour and decide to just continue eating.
Leona glares at him, spotting the rose in Vil’s hand. “Aren’t you about to do the same thing, Schoenheit?”
Vil scoffs, glimpsing the small jewelry box Leona is subtly holding behind his back. “Hardly. I was simply checking in on my dear friend, who seemed distressed by your presence.”
Between Grim looking over at your food every two seconds and the bickering going on above your head, you decide to give in and let him have the rest of yours. “…I think I’m just going to leave.”
The two housewardens are too busy bickering to notice you making your escape, leaving them with the rest of your table.
“I never knew you felt so threatened by me. You really had to resort to sabotaging my attempts?”
“I was not! You just happened to be in the way of my own plans,” Vil dismisses.
Ace finally looks up from his lunch to address the situation. “What’s up with you, housewardens? Why are you hovering around the prefect like that?”
“Stick your nose out of this, freshman. It’s none of your business.”
Vil sighs. “If you must know, I wish to ask the prefect to attend the semi-formal as my date. I came to ask them.”
Ace looks back in forth in surprise between Vil and Leona. “You too, Leona? Huh, never figured you’d be interested in anyone but yourself.”
“Don’t lump me in with him. This is just a competition for me. Neither of us won when trying to charm the ghost, so now I’m going to take my victory over him.”
Ace relaxes a little at his words, turning to the other housewarden. “You’re doing this for a competition, Vil? I know Leona is shameless, but surely you’d never stoop to his level?”
“It’s not just for the competition. I do like the prefect, but now I have the chance to take them to the dance and to show Leona how much more charming I am than him.”
“I mean, I hate to rain on your guys parade but I think it’s a lost cause. The prefect definitely likes me. We’re best friends after all, so they’d probably choose me if I asked.” Ace says nonchalantly, earning him a glare from Deuce. “Not that I’m interested in them! Obviously, I don’t care. But, uh, if it’s a competition, of course I have to win.”
Deuce rolls his eyes: “You’re such an idiot. And wrong. I’m their best friend.”
“And where do you think you’re going?” Vil asks Leona when he starts to walk away.
“To nap. It’s exhausting dealing with you children. Try not to get in my way, next time,” Leona replies, not bothering to turn around as he saunters away.
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The next time you’re approached by the housewardens is in the hallway after class. You jump in surprise when a hand reaches around your waist to pull you into an empty classroom. The long brown hair that tickles your face gives you a pretty good idea of who the culprit is.
“Prefect,” Leona greets casually , as if he didn’t just basically kidnap you with no explanation.
“What are you doing? Will you let go of me, please,” you sigh.
Leona loosens his grip and turns you around in his arms to face him. He brushes a hand over your cheek, tucking a stray piece of hair out of your face. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” he says, voice softer than you’ve ever heard it. He’s so close his breath brushes over your neck.” “For me to let go of you?”
“Leona?! I-”
Your response is interrupted by the sound of a bell and the noise of chatting students approaching the classroom you currently occupy. You and Leona fling apart, but there isn’t enough time for you to calm your flustered face before Floyd, just entering the room, is able to see it.
“Shrimpy! What are you doing in here with sea lion?” Floyd takes in your embarrassed expression. “You haven’t been doing anything naughty, have you? And without me?”
“Nothing happened, eel. Let’s go, prefect.”
“Now you’re trying to take shrimpy away after hogging them all to yourself?”
“Sorry, Floyd,” you appease, not wanting to get into another ridiculous situation, “but he’s right. I have a class to get to.”
“Class is boring. I’d much rather be playing with you, but suit yourself. I’ll just have to squeeze you sometime later!”
Leona trails behind you as you walk to your next class, demanding an explanation from him.
“So why did you try and seduce me?”
“Seduce? You’re so perverted. Have you forgotten I’m a prince? I was only trying to-”
His reasoning is interrupted by Crewel’s glare as you silently head into class and take your spot beside Ace, leaving Leona to get a talking to for making you late.
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“Leona and Vil have both been acting so weird lately, and I don’t know why.”
You miss the side-eye Ace and Deuce give each other as they ‘uh huh’ your venting.
“So,” Ace says, leaning towards you a bit, “Have you heard of the upcoming dance?” He winces when Deuce kicks him from under the table. “It’s kinda stupid, but if you wanted to go-”
“Trappola! Quiet or you’ll have extra work to do after class.”
Crewel seemed to be saving you a lot today.
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Later, you notice Vil ahead of you, walking by himself through the halls. He drops something on the ground, but walks away before you can call out to him. Picking up his dropped handkerchief, you rush after him, finding yourself in yet another dim, empty classroom.
“Vil?” you call. He turns around, and you hold his lost item out to him. “You dropped this.”
His eyes light up and he smiles when he sees what you’ve brought. “Oh! Thank you so much, dear.” He approaches you, suddenly dropping a kiss on your cheek, making your face heat up. He winks. “Just a little reward for your endless kindness.”
“Uh, it was nothing, really.”
“Nonsense!” Vil leans against the wall, filling your view. “In fact, let me repay you. Do you have some time now?”
Before you can respond, someone flickers the lights on, the brightness now revealing the room was less empty than you assumed. The sound of a violin fills your ears as you spot Rook in the corner of the room, playing beautifully. Epel stands in front of a small table, set with two plates and a vase of roses in the middle. He blushes a little when you spot him, giving you a gentle wave. Both of them wear suits. Epel approaches Vil to remove his school overcoat to put on a more traditional suit jacket.
Still lost in confusion, you let Vil guide you to your seat at the table. He sits down across from you, taking your hands into his. Epel brings out a slice of chocolate cake, setting it between you, before going to sit near Rook.
“Ah, I hope you don’t mind sharing, dear.” He winks again. “You know, I really would like to repay you for your act of kindness.”
“Did you just- have this all set up? In case you dropped something…? It’s really nothing, it took me literally two seconds to return.”
“So humble, it’s one of your many fantastic qualities. I am serious about treating you, though. You know the upcoming dance?” You nod, not liking where this is going. “How about I accompany-”
Before he can finish, the door flies open and Leona struts in. He, seemingly, is not fazed by this set up in the middle of an empty classroom.
He ignores Vil and the others completely, turning to you. “Prefect, we never finished our conversation from earlier,” he grumbles.
“You’re right. Sorry, Vil, but it would be rude to keep him waiting. I better just-”
“Please, I have something important to ask you. Just one moment of you time is all I ask.” Vil places him arm on your shoulder.
“They already made up their mind, Schoenheit. Back off, they wanna come with me.” Leona grabs hold of your hand, trying to tug you out of Vil’s grasp.
Vil does not give in, taking hold of your other hand. “Putting words into their mouth, Kingscholar? They were about to choose me.”
Stuck between the two of them, locked in a glaring contest, you try to pull your arms from both of them.
“Merveilleux!” Rook stops playing his violin, approaching the group of you. “To have two beautiful men trying to make you swoon, c’est le paradis!Would you like me to become a contender for your heart as well?” Rook sweeps his arms around you gently, before Leona pushes him off.
“Fuck off, I don’t need another one of you pomefiore brats swarming around them.”
Rook turns back to you. “He’s quite possessive, are you into that type of man, I wonder? I can be that type too~”
“I’ve gotta go,” you say, taking this chance to run out of the class.
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You’re asked to sit in on a meeting with the teachers and housewardens, which Vil and Leona decide to use as their last opportunity to win once most of the others have left. Only you, Leona, Vil, and Azul remain, still packing up your things.
“Prefect? I apologize to bother you again, but if I could, I’d still love to ask you-”
Vil is, once again, interrupted before he can finish.
“Prefect,” Leona says, touching your cheek. You turn to face him just in time for him to pull out a jewelry box from his pocket, popping it open in front of you. “I-”
“What the hell? Are you actually proposing to me?!”
“What are you on about?” It’s only then that Leona seems to realize your confusion. “A ring, Ruggie?? I said get something nice, not a ring!”
Ruggie strolls in from around the corner, shrugging. “I’ve never even seen jewelry this expensive before. How would I know what you wanted me to get? I’ll take it if they don’t want it.” He pauses, suddenly remembering something. “Also, did you still want me to bring in the flowers? There’s four hundred roses just sitting in the other room.”
You turn back to Leona incredulously. “Why did you send Ruggie to- Forget it, why have you guys been acting so strange?”
“Leona and Vil made a bet on who could get you to agree to go as their date to the semi-formal. It seems their small, fragile egos were quite bruised from their rejection by the ghost bride,” Azul interjects, finally looking up from his book at the corner of the table.
Vil stares at him. “You truly have no loyalty nor shame.”
“Says you,” you quip.
“Yes, it’s quite pitiful. I heard rumours and used my resources to discover the truth. I thought you deserved to know, prefect.” Azul stands from his chair, approaching where you’re sitting to place a hand on your shoulder. “Now, if you still wanted to attend the event with someone who wasn’t planning on manipulating you into it, I would be happy to offer my services.”
Your narrowed eyes prompts Azul’s swift apology.
“Ah, I see now was not the correct time. I shall make my exit.” He leaves the room along with Ruggie, leaving you three alone.
“What is wrong with both of you? You didn’t learn your lesson with Eliza? It’s messed up to play with a person’s feelings like this, I’m not your little prop.”
“Prefect-” Vil starts, cutting himself off at the look you give him.
You give them each one last glare before walking out the door, barely hiding your laughter.
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“You’re quite the actor, my dear,” Malleus says, slipping your hand into his own as the two of you walk towards Ramshackle.
“I know,” you laugh, “Did you see their faces? I think that’s the first time in his life Leona’s ever looked guilty. His tail was definitely between his legs.”
“Yes, it was rather unbecoming of him,” Malleus chuckles, before stopping his stride. “Although, you could have simply let them know you already belong to another.”
“True, but it shouldn’t really matter. It’s not as though they’re actually interested. They clearly just think of me as some kind of prize to win in an ego competition. Plus, it’ll certainly make a scene when we walk in to the dance together, won’t it?”
Malleus sighs, pulling you into his arms to drop a kiss on your head, before continuing to walk you home. “You are far too naive, my love. Not to worry, you have me to protect you from those beasts.”
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idia or kalim please!!! 🙏
Twst Merch Giveaway: Memorial Metal Charms
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What: Three metal charms (7cm x 7xm) from the Twisted Wonderland Exhibition. Available characters are:
・New Year's Kalim (series 2) ・Phantom Bride Rook (series 1) ・Phantom Bride Idia (series 2)
(Boxes were opened to confirm contents as they were blind purchases, but remain inside their plastic covers.)
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Who: Anyone can participate!
Shipping is free of charge to any country except where the post office says no, which (to my knowledge) is the following places: Yemen, Guatemala, Sierra Leone, Somalia, Chad, Bolivia, Liberia, Micronesia, Marshall Islands, Libya, Russia, Ukraine.
How: Please reblog this post with the name of the character that you would like to receive, and feel free to request multiple characters! For example: Kalim, or Kalim and Idia, or All Three!
Winners will be selected by random number generator, so it will be possible to win more than one charm!
This same giveaway is also running on Twitter, because there are actually six charms! Feel free to participate in both, if you so wish! (Twitter charms are Stargazer Trey, Phantom Bride Epel and Outdoor Wear Leona)
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When: Starting now! This giveaway ends in 24 hours at 7am on Friday, December 22nd (Japan Standard Time).
Winner will not be announced publicly (just in case someone is looking to get a gift for someone else), so please be sure that you can receive messages!
They are really nice quality, and as far as I know they are only available for purchase via the Twisted Wonderland exhibition (at this time).
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Twst Merch Giveaway: Light-Up Magical Pen (Twst Fes version)
What: One light-up magical pen with a "Twisted Wonderland Fes" strap.
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The "magestone" part of this pen can light up in seven different, interchangeable colors. These were particularly fun at Twst Fes, where the audience would change the colors of their light depending upon what seiyuu was speaking at the time.
This pen (still in packaging, seen above) was actually purchased from the Twisted Wonderland Exhibition in Yokohama rather than from Twst Fes itself, but "Twisted Wonderland Fes" is written on the strap. It is also available via Aniplex's Online Store.
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Who: Anyone can participate!
Shipping is free of charge to any country except where the post office says no, which (to my knowledge) is the following places: Yemen, Guatemala, Sierra Leone, Somalia, Chad, Bolivia, Liberia, Micronesia, Marshall Islands, Libya, Russia, Ukraine.
How: Please reblog this post! No need to follow or like (unless you want to!), winner to be selected by random number generator.
This same giveaway is also running on Twitter, because there are actually two pens, so there will be two winners! Feel free to participate in both, if you so wish!
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When: Starting now! This giveaway ends in 24 hours at 7am on Wednesday, December 20th (Japan Standard Time).
Winner will not be announced publicly (just in case someone is looking to get a gift for someone else), so please be sure that you can receive messages! (Ghost camera bags were both successfully shipped yesterday!)
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Twst Merch Giveaway: Ghost Camera Shoulder Bag
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What: One Ghost Camera shoulder bag from the Twisted Wonderland Exhibition
Who: Anyone can participate!
Shipping is free of charge to any country except where the post office says no, which (to my knowledge) is the following places: Yemen, Guatemala, Sierra Leone, Somalia, Chad, Bolivia, Liberia, Micronesia, Marshall Islands, Libya, Russia, Ukraine.
How: Please reblog this post! No need to follow or like (unless you want to!), winner to be selected by random number generator.
This same giveaway is also running on Twitter, because there are actually two bags, so there will be two winners! Feel free to participate in both, if you so wish!
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When: Starting now! This giveaway ends in 24 hours at 7am on Monday, December 18th (Japan Standard Time).
Winner will not be announced publicly (just in case someone is looking to get a gift for someone else), so please be sure that you can receive messages!
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I do not want to remove it from its packaging, but this is what it looks like! There was also a sample available at the exhibition gift shop, and it was a lot bigger than I'd imagined.
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I'd thought the round parts on the front were going to be a hard plastic but they are actually a very soft rubber!
It is very cute, and as far as I know it is only available for purchase via the Twisted Wonderland exhibition (at this time).
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mobbu-min · 4 months
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Akjakqkajshaiiaaaaaaaa *explode*
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mobbu-min · 4 months
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got pulled over today 🤭
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mobbu-min · 4 months
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someone please tell me im doing the right thing.
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Your blog tastes like matcha ice cream.
My proposal on "do you wanna be friends/mutuals"...
mhmmmm....matcha.....i love matcha!
and yes! I'd love to be friends/mutuals with you!!!
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