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eowyntheavenger · 11 months

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Do you guys want to hear about my trip to Pohnpei?

It’s been about a month since I came home, and I’ve told my friends and family about it, but I still have to scream about it more because IT WAS AMAZING.

First, a brief explanation of the geography. Pohnpei is one of the four states of the Federated States of Micronesia, a Pacific Island country north of the equator. The FSM is made up of more than 600 islands spanning 1,700 miles of ocean.

Not many tourists go there because it’s so remote, but it’s a fascinating country with wonderful people, amazing food and stunningly beautiful landscapes, and I loved it so much. I’ve spent YEARS reading and writing about this country, and this was my first time ever visiting. It was everything I had hoped it would be and more!

I went there for work—to do research. I learned so much and I made a lot of friends and it was amazing to just be there. We had four days of meetings, and then the weekend. That’s when I finally got to explore the island, and I had not one, not two, but THREE of the best experiences I think I’ve ever had in my life.

Visiting the ancient city of Nan Madol

Climbing a giant basalt rock at sunset

Hunting for World War II anti-aircraft guns in the jungle

This is a long post—with photos!—so it’s going under the cut.

The first was going to Nan Madol, which is a beautiful, ancient city built out of basalt about 800 years ago. It lies on the southwest side of the island, about an hour away from Kolonia, where we were staying. My coworker and I rented a car and drove there, and the whole way we saw beautiful views of cloud-wreathed mountains in the island’s interior. Fortunately, when we got close to Nan Madol we got directions from a very nice Micronesian couple, because there were no signs telling us where to go. We paid the landowners the fee to cross their land, as is customary, and then we walked on the path through the mangrove forests towards the city.

When I first saw it, I literally could not believe my eyes, it was so incredible. I didn’t know it would be so big! Some of the structures are crumbling into the sea, but many of them are intact, and stand as tall as 30 feet. The pieces of basalt that form the structures are also gigantic. The city is crisscrossed by canals, and at low tide you can wade in them to get from place to place. There are many trees and ferns among the ruins, but the city has clearly been well taken care of. It was completely quiet except for birdsong and the sound of the waves.

I felt like I had stepped through a window into the past. It was indescribable. My coworker and I were the only people there. We were there for two hours, and didn’t come close to seeing it all—there was too much to take in. It was amazing wading in the canals and walking around the giant structures and looking at the moss-covered stones. It was one of the most majestic things I have ever seen. When we were getting ready to leave, I got a photo of a gorgeous bright red honeyeater called a Micronesian myzomela.

Later that night my coworker flew back to the US, so I spent the next few days having solo adventures. And they were ADVENTURES.

The next day I went hiking on a peninsula across the water from Kolonia. It forms a tall ridge and ends with a giant basalt outcrop called Sokehs Rock. First I climbed the ridge from the southwest side to see the view from the top and the Japanese anti-aircraft guns that are still there in the jungle. It was stiflingly hot. The climb up the switchbacks was a 45 degree angle. The ridge is 600 feet above sea level, and the view was absolutely spectacular—I could see all of Kolonia below, and the mountains in the interior, and an expanse of bright blue ocean with Pohnpei’s northern islands scattered across it like little jewels.

At the top of the ridge I finally entered the jungle. There were towering trees, giant ferns, and bright purple orchids, and the air was full of birdcalls. I had a map, but I quickly realized that the path to the Japanese guns was gone: it hadn’t been used in years. So I struck off into the jungle looking for them, hoping that I wouldn’t get lost. I decided to walk where the trees appeared less thick and hope that was where the path used to be. It was very muddy, and I walked face-first into MANY spiderwebs, and it was so fun and exciting.

I started getting close to the western side of the ridge. Then I saw something unmistakable, but hard to believe it’s still there after almost 80 years: a bomb crater from World War II. It was at least 30 feet deep and 30 feet wide, and blanketed with leaves, but it was obvious what it was. I knew I was getting close to one of the guns, so I started going faster, and nearly tripped over it! The barrel was jutting out across the grass, the body of the gun hidden in a cave-like bunker cut into the side of the ridge, with long grass hanging down over the opening. It was incredible. I climbed down into the bunker to get a better look at the gun, and I took a lot of photos, but I was assailed by some very angry bats that did not like being awakened during the day, so I climbed out. (There is no rabies in Micronesia, thankfully.)

At this point, it was getting late in the day, and I still wanted to climb Sokehs Rock. I knew that the next few days it would rain, so I had to do it now. I went back down the ridge and caught a taxi to the end of the peninsula where the other trail was located. The driver told me that no one had climbed Sokehs Rock in at least ten years, but I didn’t believe him—I had heard it was the popular thing to do here, so how could that be? (I was soon to learn my error.)

I started up the trail, only to find that there was no trail. I thought it had been hard to find a path through the trees earlier—this was worse. The trees were all much too close together and covered in strangling vines. It was incredibly steep—five minutes after setting off I was already climbing on my hands and knees over boulders and under fallen trees. But I didn’t want to give up! I could see the basalt cliff above me through the canopy. I knew that I could (or rather I was stubbornly determined to) make it to the top of that cliff before sundown. I wanted to see the view! And I didn’t want to waste my efforts so far. So I pressed on.

It was NOT easy getting through those trees. I had a map of where the path USED to be, but the forest was so wild, it didn’t really matter. Finally I reached the bottom of a cliff that was about 35-40 feet tall. There was a rope attached to a tree high above me. I had read about this (on a hiking blog written ten years ago—a fact I suddenly remembered) so I knew I was in the right place.

Climbing the cliff was incredibly fun. There were some handholds and footholds, but I was grateful for the rope. I was very careful. I had not expected the hike to be so harrowing, and the last thing I wanted was to break my ankle (or my neck) alone in the middle of the jungle. I made it to the top of the cliff safely, and I was rewarded by an incredible view of the basalt cliffs rising on either side and Kolonia down below as the last rays of the sun pierced through the forest behind me. There was a terrifying drop off to my left, so I sat very still and took some photos.

I knew I had about fifteen minutes before sunset and total darkness. It was both exhilarating and peaceful, being up there alone. The wind was blowing in the branches, and the lights in Kolonia were twinkling on. The ocean was turning a dark blue in the fading light. I knew it was stupid to go hiking by myself, climb a cliff by myself, and then—yes—climb down the ridge in the dark. But sometimes you have to do foolish things. I put myself in this situation, and I accepted the consequences. At least I had enough common sense to climb down the vertical cliff part of it while there was still a little daylight left…

There was enough light for my eyes but not enough for my camera, so I used the flash. This is looking straight down the cliff, about a 35 foot drop onto jagged boulders! Yes, I know. Poor choices were made.

I reached the bottom of the cliff and maybe five minutes passed before it was pitch black. I turned on my flashlight. I had to be very careful about every step I took: I didn’t want to step on a stone that would give way, or a fallen tree that would give way, or get tripped by a vine, or fall in a ditch. If this forest was difficult to get through in the daylight, it was much worse in the dark. At one point I ended up waist-deep in vines and tangled tree branches, and I felt around for the ground and realized I had somehow wandered over a ravine and there WAS no ground beneath me—I was standing on branches, and I didn’t even know how far down it went. That was very disconcerting. I remembered that scene in the Hobbit when they’re in Mirkwood and I practically heard Gandalf’s voice scolding me: “Don’t leave the path!”

Not that there was a path, of course. But I did find my way back onto solid ground after that. I stood still and turned off my flashlight just to see what it was like, and I saw bioluminescent insects on the leaves of the trees. The forest was just as loud with birdcalls as it was during the day, and when I turned my flashlight back on it illuminated some bats swooping overhead. I started recognizing the same boulders and trees that had given me trouble on the way up, and now instead of being annoyed by them I was reassured. Still, it was very difficult getting out of that forest.

I finally saw the glow of a streetlamp through the trees, and I found myself wandering out of the forest onto the road. I was absolutely covered in mud except where sweat had washed it off. There was a cricket inside my shirt that I had somehow failed to notice. I was so tired. I felt so alive. I went back to my hotel, took a shower, and went straight to sleep. I was oddly unscathed: just a few scratches and cuts on my hands.

Here is a photo of Sokehs Rock that I took on a different day, with an arrow to the part that I climbed:

On Monday I was supposed to take a day of leave, but I had more meetings that spilled over from the week before—not that I minded! They were really interesting. And it was raining like hell. In the afternoon I went to see a waterfall.

But what I really want to recount is my final adventure.

On Tuesday, the day I was going to leave Pohnpei, my eyes snapped open at 5:30am and there was one thought in my mind: ANTI-AIRCRAFT GUNS. I had to go back to Sokehs Ridge to see the other two anti-aircraft guns—I had only found one of them before. I knew I would be disappointed if I didn’t try. It was raining, and my legs were sore from all the hiking I’d already done, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me. I went back to Sokehs Ridge. And I climbed it again. And the view was just as beautiful on a cloudy day. Now the orchids were covered in raindrops, and the light rain that was falling was so refreshing.

I got to the top of the ridge and struck off into the jungle again to find the other two anti-aircraft guns. I had the same map from the other day, but the paths on it were nowhere to be seen (at least I wasn’t surprised by this anymore). I just used my sense of direction and whatever supernatural abilities I possess to home in on World War II guns. It was even muddier than before, of course, and I was constantly being slapped by wet leaves and vines and branches. I walked into a wet spiderweb every yard or so. Far from detracting from the experience, it actually made it more fun, for some reason.

Besides, I had hiked out of a jungle thicker than this IN THE DARK, so this forest wasn’t going to stop me! I went in the general direction I assumed one of the guns was located, trying to find the path of least resistance. Eventually I saw the ground rising steeply on my right side and a more open grassy area to the left. The higher ground on the right ultimately formed a grassy wall about six feet high, and I couldn’t see what was behind it. I found an opening in the wall and waded through some ankle-deep mud, and I was looking down at my shoes trying to pull my feet free when I finally looked up—and there it was, a type 89 anti-aircraft naval gun. Why they put guns that were usually mounted on ships on a mountain, I’m not sure, but IT WAS SO COOL.

It was covered in rust and ferns and vines. It was massive. It was so surreal to see this giant gun just sitting in the middle of the jungle. I took photos of it from all angles. The gun was surrounded by a grassy embankment that I had seen from the other side—I couldn’t quite get far enough away from it to take the photos I wanted, so I climbed up on the wall to take them from a distance. Then I climbed back down to continue marveling at it.

This anti-aircraft gun is sitting in the exact same place it was during World War II. Back then, it could shoot down a plane at 48,000 feet. It took a year for laborers to push it up to the top of the ridge. I love museums, but this was about a billion times better than being in a World War II museum.

Then I went in search of the other anti-aircraft gun—the same type, but farther east. It was harder to find. I went in the direction I thought it was, but there was just a field. On the other side of the field, maybe 15 yards away, there was more jungle, and beyond I knew I would find the track that had gotten me up the ridge, and I would have gone too far. But there was clearly no anti-aircraft gun between me and the line of trees. I went into the field anyway—and quickly learned that fields are deceptive and not any easier than forests. The grass was up to my eyes. I couldn’t see where my feet were, and it turned out that the ground was treacherously uneven, rising and falling constantly, and by turns I was getting my feet stuck in mud or clambering on uneven stones or nearly slipping in the wet grass. I needed to find the gun!

I saw some higher ground to my right and I thought I should go that way, so I did, only to find the barrels of the gun pointed straight at me. It had been hidden by the ridges of the land and vines and foliage. When I had started into the field, it had been no less than 15 feet away, completely invisible! It was the coolest thing—to be completely alone in this gorgeous jungle, staring down the barrels of a 6,000 pound anti-aircraft gun from a war eight decades ago. But this one was even more covered in foliage—a tree had engulfed more than half of it.

I took so many photos. And it was so hard to pry myself away, but I finally did, feeling very satisfied. I thought about it on the way down the ridge: why was this SO MUCH FUN? And I think a big part of it had to do with the fact that there were no paths. I didn’t actually KNOW I was going to find the guns. I wasn’t guaranteed to find anything, except more trees. Finding each gun was a challenge. It was like going on a treasure hunt.

I went back to my hotel, took a shower, finished packing, and made it to the airport on time. That was my last day in the Federated States of Micronesia. I CANNOT WAIT TO GO BACK.

#personal #Federated States of Micronesia #I want to go back NOW #I loved ittttttttt

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twistedmusings · 3 years

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Wake Up From Your Dream

A/N: I don't even know what I can SAY to this one except...I think I was so angry at not writing that I wrote smut outta SPITE? Can I be so angry with myself that I write Malleus smut to just get something out there? I guess I can. Anyways this ask certainly let my imagination fly q wq

Warnings: Non-con making its way into dub-con, manipulation, impregnating sex and Malleus realizing that family is really important.

You needed to find your way back to Night Raven College.

It has been so long since you’ve been back there, laughing and walking around as if there was no trouble in the world. Nevermind that you weren’t anywhere close to home and nevermind that your family was seeking you out.

As long as there was a possibility of you finding your way home, you had pretended that everything was going to be alright.

You were still a stranger to this world, you had no ties to this world and there would be no reason for you to stay once Crowley found your way back home. It was wonderful making friends with such a variety of people and watching them all grow in their own way. The way you knew you would grow from this experience as well.

Watching Ace and Deuce really come into themselves and their Unique Magic, watching the dorm leaders step into their positions of power and truly start to make a name for themselves that would help them out in their own version of the ‘real’ world. Riddle had gotten a wonderful position befitting of his family name, Leona was actually graduating, Azul was said to open a Monstro Lounge in the Coral Sea while Kalim had started investing time in his father’s trade without having Jamil help him. Even Idia was starting to take strides in his own field!

And you were proudest of Malleus. One simple conversation outside of Ramshackle had turned into a friendship you thought you would never forget. It was so wonderful to see him interact more with students, shyly following after you as you pushed him to talk more to others despite his position. That was what college was for, right? To experience new things and find your future--

You just didn’t think that Malleus would take it that far.

Was it because he was spoiled? No, even though he was born in a monarchy he still did his best to remain kind to others, especially his subjects. You were sure he was going to make a kind king in the future, even if you never got to see with your own two eyes.

You pull the hood over your head as you enter a bath house, the fae receiving you with a curious look and a smile as you hand her 2000 madols.

“Will you be booking a room tonight as well?”

“Just a simple shower and bath, that is all.”

If you were to make a guess, you were in the borders of the Valley of Thorns, a more rural area compared to the now rather modernized capital. You had stolen enough money to get you by for a few trips and you knew that places like these were the best at getting you directions. It had been a bit of a grueling trip, testing your knowledge of the fae language as well as avoiding questions about who you were and why you so desperately needed to make your way back to such a prestigious college. In a sense, you kept it minimal.

You needed to get back home.

“It’s fine. You’re fine. It’s fine. You’re fine.”

The mantra you kept repeating to yourself was whispered under your breath as you removed your articles of clothing slowly, still looking around to see if anybody had followed you in. But this is what was raising all of the hairs on your body, wasn’t it? This constant vigilance that didn’t let you sleep at night. You needed to relax, no one else would come this far.

You feel the fatigue melt as several days of walking are washed right off your body, a smile slowly creeping up on your face as you wash the dirt and oil from your hair.

It would be fine.

You would make it to Night Raven College and sneak into the Hall of Mirrors before wishing yourself back home. Crowley had said that they had pinned down the world you lived in and only after you make your wish would the connection be broken. This most likely meant that the connection was still intact since you didn’t even get a chance to to look at the mirror before you were whisked away.

Everything was going to work itself out, that’s the most you could promise yourself.

The bath is heavenly, the temperate water cooling you down from the hot shower as you look around.

There were no other patrons.

“Good.”

You lean back and press your head against a soft pillow of towels, enjoying the silence as you feel your worries soften while thinking back to what you would do when you were back home. It had been so long since you’ve seen some of your friends, your family was probably worried sick and you still had your own plans you wanted to get through.

If you had time, you could maybe drop by to see how your first year friends were doing?

Or were they in their third year now?

Wouldn’t that be a sight to see?

Your eyes close as you let yourself relax entirely, almost succumbing to sleep.

Only for a hand to grab your throat, the other covering your eyes as you hear a familiar chuckle that tenses your body up and breaks your heart.

“I am afraid we will have to postpone this shower.”

Tears well up in the corner of your eyes as you hear the sound of footsteps into the area, most likely the royal guard.

“Lilia--”

“You’d do well to stay put lest they chase after you.”

The hands covering your eyes pull back as you see a teasing smile looking down pitifully at your fresh set of tears.

“It has taken far too long to find you, Your Majesty.”

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“HUMAN!”

“[Y/N]-san!”

Lilia smiles as he leads you by the hand, the royal guard following close behind as Sebek and Silver join him.

“He might have already woken up, Father.”

“WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? DO YOU KNOW WHAT MY YOUNG MASTER HAS GONE THROUGH?”

“Sebek.” Lilia looks at his charge, “Quiet. Malleus might still be sleeping.”

Silver takes one peek at you, trying to meet your gaze but pulling away when he sees that the veil Lilia had put on you is blocking anybody’s stares from seeing your face. In fact, the second in command had put you in one of the traditional outfits for fae royalty, complete with a light veil that flowed down from the silver circlet placed on your head.

“Excellent.”

Lilia turns his attention to you and laughs.

“He has been absolutely miserable since you left. It was quite a surprise to all of us when you managed to leave the palace walls. None of us thought that you had really done it, especially him, and it really was a hassle to search the palace up and down to see just where our little human had run off to.”

His voice drops to a whisper as he brings your hand up to his lips.

“I’ll make sure to punish you for that later.”

The older fae leads you along as you finally reach your destination, smiling as he knocks on large wooden doors while pushing you slightly to stand in front of everybody.

An answer he was going to get by the end of the night.

“Malleus.”

No answer. He tests the doors and nods when he sees they are unlocked, opening them as he leads you to step inside so that you both could see the figure drenched in moonlight, looking out the window as if awaiting for an answer.

Lilia waits for his other charge to say anything but shrugs as he looks at you with a smile and a bow.

“We are glad to have you back, Your Majesty.”

The door closes with a loud click as you turn your eyes to look up at the imposing figure, your nails digging into your fingertips enough to draw blood as you try to hold back from screaming and shouting at him to stop acting like such a child. Yet you do not wish to anger him, at least to save yourself from any sort of harsher punishment.

So instead you make your way over to the bed--

Only for the fae to turn around, grab your wrist and slam your back into the rough stone wall. Bright green eyes glare down at you as you wince in pain, still looking away from him but letting out a yelp when Malleus’s fingers grab your chin and force you to look at him in the eye.

“Why did you run?”

He really had no idea, did he?

“Because I don’t belong here--”

Malleus tightens his hold on your wrist.

“We’ve discussed this before, child of man, you belong here just like anybody else, you are my Queen--”

“Malleus wake UP!”

You push against his hold but the fae’s hold gets tighter, most likely leaving a mark. But that wouldn’t deter you, not anymore, you were going to tell him.

“I’m not from this world! Coming to Twisted Wonderland was just an accident! A stupid, stupid accident that no one bothered to fix! And just when we were close to making it right you---you--!”

Shit, you’re crying again.

“I have people waiting for me. Just like you had a family waiting for you. I came to the Valley of Thorns thinking that I was supporting you during your coronation but you just--made a decision entirely by yourself and announced me as yours! Why did you lie to me? To them?!”

Malleus’s hold softens as you finally let your tears flow freely, wishing to wipe them away only due to how weak they were making you look.

“...did you not say you loved me?”

“I did! I did but--Malleus after what you did I can’t--”

He lets go of your wrist only to cup your face as he leans down to press his lips on your cheek, his tongue licking up the warm tears as you grab hold of his wrists to try and push him away.

“Do you miss your family?”

You nod as he moves to kiss the corner of your eyes.

“More than anything…”

The dragon fae hums, letting his lips stay where they were a few seconds longer before chuckling as he pulls you close.

“I see--I really have been cruel to you, haven’t I?”

Your heart nearly leaps out of your throat at his words, hands clutching at his robes as you quickly nod. Maybe this was it, maybe it had taken you breaking down to let him see reason?

Please. Please!

“...A family.”

Malleus’s words are like dripped honey as a thought formed in his head, the thought taking shape and form as his hands clutched you tighter.

“Then we’ll just need to make a family of our own…”

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Hands clutch at his sheets as Malleus takes in the shape under him.

How beautiful could you be? How complex? To him it was as if not a day had passed since you first met. What had been mere curiosity had delved into deep affection and blossomed into a love that Malleus would only read about in fairytales. The sort of books that led him to believe in soulmates, in happily ever after’s and the possibility of spending the rest of your life with the one you loved.

And yes, you weren’t a fae, but the power of his magic was grand enough to keep you tied to him for the rest of eternity.

His lips can’t help but seek out yours as he thinks about how he is the one who will decide when you die.

This love hadn’t started out like this. What he felt for you had been a bit more relaxed, a lot softer and dreamier. You had confessed to him after his Overblot incident and he had gladly accepted your feelings. He was still keen on finding you a way home and promised himself to not let any moment be wasted in thinking how you soon would be far away from him.

Every day was spent happily with you, the rest of the school year flying by as you both enjoyed the time you still had together.

But Malleus was still a dragon at heart, a fae that yearned and longed to take and take.

So when thoughts about you leaving started to make their way to the forefront of his mind, not even your constant love and affection could keep him from his instincts.

You would leave him to go back to your world. Go back to the normal and the familiar. As you walked your path, you would eventually find someone that enchanted you the way he had, all ending with you walking down a beautiful aisle to your now beloved.

A person that wasn’t...him.

As the days of his third year started to run to a close, his hold on you had become a lot tighter, his kisses a lot more possessive and in the end he had invited you to watch his coronation as he entered his fourth and final year.

With his announcement of making you his Queen.

“Malleus! Please I can’t--I’m not ready--!”

He let Lilia make up some story about you not returning to Night Raven, fooling Crowley into believing that you had found your future in the Valley of Thorns with him. The announcement of you taking up the role of Queen had been surprising but Malleus had woven the story in such a way that there had been talks of having it printed for others to read.

It was a wonderful ending to your love story, you ending up in his arms. But something was missing…

Malleus was glad that you had given him the answer.

Both of your knees were on either side of his waist, your hands clutching at whatever they could as his cock buried itself deep into your cunt. The veil was long forgotten as his robes and your own are thrown carelessly around the room while you wail and scream at being broken into by such a thick length. The small sight of blood on his cock made Malleus smile as he pushed in further, the tightness that was pushing him back slowly opening up for him as he watched you do your best to fit him inside.

It would be fine, you would be fine.

With a growl he finally bottoms out, two hands holding your hips and forcing you down to take all of him as the tip of his cock pressed right under your womb--

He shivers as you tighten up again, leaning down to lick up the trail of tears on your cheek before eating up your tiny whimpers with a hungry kiss.

“Here...right here is where our family will start.”

A large hand takes yours as Malleus puts it right over the small bulge on your stomach, your eyes growing wide as you realize just how deep inside he is. He kisses you again, not daring to break away as he lets a trail of saliva dangle from his lips to yours, the clear liquid disappearing into your mouth as your body relaxed and your eyes grew hazy.

“Do you love me, child of man?”

It was a simple question, but your brain seemed muddled from his kiss. Dragons tended to excrete a certain liquid as they got ready to mate, the experience painful even within his own species but being eased with the help of saliva, sweat or cum.

And with the way he was pressed against you, his sweat matted on your skin as he let more of his spit drip down his tongue and onto yours...surely the answer would come the more you two worked to start your family.

Malleus hardly gave you any time to recover as he started to move, his eyes entranced with the way he disappeared into you with each thrust. Your mind was still muddled but your body was already eagerly accepting him, your legs wrapping around him slowly before locking him in place as he repeated the question.

“Do you love me, child of man?”

You open your mouth but the only word that comes out is a plea for him to go faster.

Which Malleus gladly listens to.

It didn’t take long for him to start pounding into you at a brutal pace, every thrust having the tip of his cock slamming against your womb as your toes curled from the pleasure of taking him so deep. His cock disappeared inside your tiny cunt, shaft now coated not just with blood but with your arousal as well. The bed creaked in protest while the sounds of the bed frame hitting the wall helped him keep time, Malleus leaning back down to kiss you again as your lips this time part eagerly and sucked on his tongue while your hands clutched his shoulders and horns.

Cries turned into happy moans, your sad and abandoned look now one of pure ecstasy as your pussy flutters and tightens around him, pushing him to go harder and harder so he could---!

“[Y/N]--!”

Your legs close tighter around him as you bury your face on the crook of his neck, your orgasm being ripped from you unexpectedly as Malleus halted his movements with a stiff body. He drops his head on your shoulder as your legs keep him in place.

“Malleus...ah--!”

He groans as he paints the inside of your walls white, the warmth of his cum filling your womb to the point that what you hadn’t taken merely dripped out onto the now stained sheets. Malleus lifts his head to look down at you, smiling as he sees your eyes staring up at him eagerly despite how much you had protested before.

“A family…”

You smile as Malleus nods, your hands going all the way to your stomach as you feel the warmth start to twist your brain even more.

“A family with you…how wonderful…”

Arms wrap around him as Malleus kisses a trail from your shoulder to your lips. He just needed to ask you one last time.

“Do you love me, child of man?”

With a hum, your answer is whispered into his ear as Malleus closes his eyes as he realizes that this is where his happily ever after would finally start.

“I love you Malleus, more than anything else.”

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #twst mc #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst smut #twst imagines #fem reader #twst x reader #adult section #requests #//and to those who have been sending me nice messages #//thank you q wq

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 years

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S/O who could make not too strong but fresh scented perfume? Platonic headcanons with riddle, azul, vil, and rook

Anon, I think you accidentally wrote both “S/O” (significant other/with romance) and “platonic” (without romance) in your request! 😅

I’ll write platonic content for this one since I already get so many romantic requests. It’s nice to have variation!

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Riddle prefers foodie smells with a touch of florals. While he doesn’t dislike fresh scents, he’d rather have something that smells sweet and reminds him of desserts and roses.

He does appreciate that your fragrances aren’t too strong, though! Riddle wouldn’t want perfume overpowering his actual afternoon tea. He wants to be able to enjoy the flavors as they are, rather than the scents having to compete for his attention.

Riddle grants you special access to the Heartslabyul Rose Gardens. You’re free to use whatever grows there for your perfumes, but at your own risk! While the garden plants may make your fragrances smell amazing, they may also cause some unintended, random side effects if you get a good enough whiff!

He’ll walk along with you and point out what to avoid adding. With his eye for detail, Riddle will also steer you away from plants he deems inadequate for your creations. That rose isn’t red enough! Look for a better one, with a stronger aroma to work with and brighter petals!

Riddle’s always eager to learn new things! He might ask to observe your perfume-making process, or ask questions about your hobby over a pot of tea and a platter of scones.

Azul’s a fan of clean scents! Citrus, the sea, fresh laundry... They all contribute to his debonair, businessman persona. He pays attention to little things like that, since it’s the details can may very well make or break a potential deal!

Like Riddle, he likes that your perfumes aren’t overpowering. A scent that is too strong could give his clients migraines while they’re considering whether to sign on the dotted line or not, or customers while they’re trying to eat!

He’s willing to buy a bottle or two of perfume for self care, so long as you sell to him at a fair price. (Expect to haggle and to be haggled with!)

Whenever he finishes using up a bottle, he likes to save money by cleaning it out and repurposing it--for example, as a fancy way to spritz water onto any plants he may be raising for Alchemy class!

Azul keeps angling for you to invest in special sea glass bottles for your perfume. He promises they can help to retain the potency of your concoctions... all you need to do is shell out a few thousand Madol for them! But since you’re a friend, he’ll give you a 10% bulk discount.)

Vil doesn’t have a particular preference when it comes to perfume! He thinks he can make any fragrance work for him, given the right circumstances, outfit, and accessories. There are times and places for strong scents, and there are times and places for weaker scents as well!

Rather than aromatic strength, Vil wants the fragrances he wears to have the ability to subtly linger. That way, he’s always out of sight, but not out of mind!

He might mix and match fragrances or layer them to get the most out of his collection. Of course, Vil has a few bottles of your creation on his vanity. They make for nice decorations!

Being someone who also makes homemade cosmetics, he’ll lend his wisdom to you! Vil will point out which plants might complement your current concoctions, or share techniques on how to make the distillation process more efficient!

Vil makes you stay still while he demonstrates the “gentle touch” needed for perfume. He dabs some on your various pulse points--your wrists, behind your ears, the crook of your elbows... (Those are the warm areas, so they will help slowly release the scent!) and shows you just how to gently dab your wrists together to diffuse the smell rather than crush it.

Though he’s typically cheery, Rook recoils a bit and rushes to cover his nose when he happens upon you and your perfumes! Even if they aren’t as strongly scented as commercial fragrances, his sharp nose perceives the smells as though they were.

He has to keep a distance from you when he notices you have some perfume in hand. (Rook has to shout from a few paces away to communicate with you.) He doesn’t want the smell to cling to him. (it can alert wild animals to his presence!)

His keen nose does come in handy sometimes--he can pick out every ingredient, as well as make near-perfect guesses of the ingredient ratios. It makes Rook the perfect person to give feedback on what you an tweak for your new perfumes. Granted that you don’t shove a tube directly under his nostrils, he’d be more than happy to lend you his services.

Despite his aversion, Rook is still very supportive of your interests! He thinks its wonderful that you can craft with your own two hands—no magic necessary--and can listen to you ramble on about your hobby for hours.

Sometimes he surprises you with random bits and pieces he picked up during his outdoor adventures. Maybe a handful of berries here or a few wildflowers or leaves there. You might find them useful for your perfumes!

#twst #Riddle Rosehearts #Vil Schoenheit #Rook Hunt #Azul Ashengrotto #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #Reader #self insert #curiouser and curiouser #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland requests #twisted wonderland scenarios

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leviskokoro · 4 years

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Mari in Twisted Wonderland | Abridged Version | Heartslabyul

Chapter 1

Mari had her first prophetic dream and she’s like owo whats this

It was about Alice seeing the Card soldiers paint the white roses red and shit.

But then, she was awoken by a loud knocking and wonders who it could possibly be at this hour.

Grim and her decided to go down. Though, she tried finding a weapon first, just in case the person turns out to be some murderer or whatever. Manages to find a knife

They went downstairs to the front door and opened it to see who it was. Turns out that it was Ace.

She relaxes and lets her guard down.

Ace: Is that a knife?!

Mari: Yeah, what if you were a murderer?

Grim: Hah! I would’ve taken care of it myself, puny human— Huh?! You got a collar on!

“I ate a tart,” Ace replied, crossing his arms with a scowl on his features.

Mari tilted her head in confusion and curiosity. “A tart?”

He nodded. “I was hungry when I got back to the dorm and I found some tarts inside the fridge. Three whole tarts! So I ate one and it was really good. Then the dorm leader found me eating his tart and was all like “Tart theft is unforgivable! OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!” and that’s how I got this collar… The end.” He used a shrill and high-pitched voice to imitate his dorm leader’s words.

She couldn’t help but stand in silence at that story, squinting.

“Both of you are in the wrong,” Grim simply remarked with an unamused look on his face. To which the girl nodded in agreement.

“Isn’t sealing away my magic for stealing a tart a bit too far?!” Ace cried out. “For a wizard, it’s like having your arms and legs chained up. And there were three whole tarts, it’s not like he could eat all of them by himself. There’s got to be a limit to how narrow-minded you could be!”

“Which is why you’re both in the wrong,” Mari retorted, “You should’ve asked permission first, but he also shouldn’t be so harsh.”

All he could do was groan at her reply.

Grim’s eyes widened and he crossed his arms. “What if the tarts were for a party? Someone’s birthday, or something. Heh, I’m a genius.” He grinned, sharp teeth glinted in the moonlight.

“Birthday?” Ace asked, placing his hand on the back of his head.

“That might explain why he was so angry,” Mari said, deciding to clean up a little more since she was awake. The two just watched as she did this, not helping because they were little shits.

He huffed, narrowing his eyes at her. “I thought you were gonna say he was being tyrannical, prefect.”

She shrugged. “He was certainly being unreasonable, but it’s wrong to steal,” she replied as she took a broom and sweeped the dusty floor.

Grim glared at him, placing his paws on his hips. “You’re at fault for stealing his tart in the first place.”

“There’s a chance he’ll forgive you if you apologised tomorrow,” the brunette girl advised him as she threw away the dust that she swept up. The wood under her feet creaked as she returned.

“Grudges over food are the worst,” her partner remarked, an unamused expression on his face. His bright blue eyes widened in realisation. “Wait! I never got those tuna cans from the Headmaster!”

“Fine. Whatever. All I gotta do is apologise, right?” Ace sighed. He looked at her with a glare. “This is your idea, so you better come with me.”

All she did was nod. She was going with him regardless anyway.

“So, where do I sleep tonight?” He asked, an inquisitive look in his eye.

“You’re actually staying the night?” Grim crossed his arms. “Every room aside from ours is still a mess. Clean a room for yourself.”

He made a face. “Bleh, I don’t wanna.” Then, he turned to Mari with a smile. “Prefect~ Let me sleep in your room. I’m slim, so I won’t take a lot of space.”

“Aight.”

Grim’s eyes widened to the size of saucers at her lax response. “Ffgnaa?! You’re just going to say yes?!”

“I’m used to sharing beds with people.” Mari proceeded to have a flashback to every time the Demon brothers invited themselves to her room and stayed there without really giving her a choice in the matter, as well as every time she had to sleep in the same room as them. Honestly, at least Ace had the decency to ask first.

“Sweet! Thanks, Mari.” Ace flashed her a grin.

After that, they all went to their rooms to sleep. The boy was right, he didn’t take up much space. Plus, the bed was big enough for the two of them. Unfortunately, Ace hogged the sheets. The bastard.

When morning came, so did the loud knocking. This time it was Deuce and he scolded Ace for getting collared.

While heading to class, Grim teased Ace about his collar and not being able to use magic.

Ace will remember that.

They went to the Heartslabyul dorm and Mari is like -surprised pikachu-

She loves it a lot. The hearts and roses were gorgeous. If only she had magic, then she would’ve been sorted into a nice dorm. Ugh.

No matter. She’d just have to work hard to make the Ramshackle dorm shine.

Then they met the e-boy-- I mean, Cater and he was painting the white roses red.

Mari proceeds to have flashbacks to her dream earlier. Huh. Maybe it was just a coincidence.

Dude recognises them as the notorious first years that broke the 10,000,000 madol chandelier so he takes a selfie with them.

He has them paint the roses with him. Grim accidentally sets the roses on fire, Deuce accidentally turns them blue. Turns out it’s a bad idea to ask freshmen that are inexperienced with magic to do your chores.

Ace complained and asked why they’re painting them red. He said that they look pretty as white roses. Mari agreed and expressed that she felt that the natural colors of the roses were fine.

Cater explained that it’s tradition for roses to be red for Unbirthday parties. And that they use flamingos in seven different colors for croquet with hedgehogs as the balls.

Mari wondered if that was safe or ethical. Either way, this dorm was proving to be quite strange for her.

Ace remembered that he was supposed to apologise. Cater asked if he had a tart of apology and he said no.

Cater told him that he can’t let him in the dorm then. The first years tried fighting him but lost and got kicked out.

The bell rang and they had to really rush to Potions class.

Crewel appeared and Mari had a “Oh no he’s hot!” moment. She paid extra close attention to him during class.

Then it was History class. Mari mostly looked at Lucius more than Trein but was also fascinated with learning the history of Twisted Wonderland.

Then PE came around. Mari saw Vargas and was like “Damn he got some tiddies lmao” Then she dies.

Jk. But the 20 laps and 100 pushups were exhausting for her.

It was break time. Ace and Deuce talked about the classes not being too different from regular school. Mari agreed that they were somewhat similar to the classes she had at RAD.

Then they noticed Grim was trying to skip class.

Ace made fun of Mari for losing him and told her that if she wanted his help, then she should buy him a chocolate croissant. Deuce wanted an iced latte.

All it really took for Mari was to give Deuce her best puppy eyes until he agreed to help. Then she said she didn’t want Ace’s help since he didn’t have his magic anyway. This aggravated him into helping her. Heh, suckers.

Turns out she didn’t really need their help anyway since she just scolded Grim into going with her, saying he won’t become a great wizard if he didn’t put effort into his studies.

It was lunchtime and Grim got into trouble with delinquent upperclassmen over food since he bumped into them and the egg broke. One of them said that breaking the egg is the best part about eating carbonara.

Which confused Mari greatly because she loves eating carbonara and has never ever heard of eating egg on it. Perhaps it was normal in Twisted Wonderland too. Heartslabyul was already strange enough.

They got into a fight but won this time and the delinquents ran off, yelling about pasta again.

The first year group started eating and Grim asked what the other dorms are like. Cater popped up next to them, surprising the four of them. Turns out Trey was with him as well.

Cater basically just tried to get all buddy buddy and exchanged numbers.

Mari told him she didn’t have a phone and he offered to go phone shopping with her and called it a date

She was just like “bro im fucking POOR”

Trey told him to chill and they went back on track. Cater started a conversation about the seven dorms.

Time for Mari’s reactions to the other dorms

Heartslabyul - Ew. She doesn’t like overly strict people or environments.

Savanaclaw - Haha, furry jock dorm. Probably found Jack hot since she’s into the strong silent types.

Octavinelle - Sea Witch’s dorm, huh? Does that mean they’re business guys? Oh look, it’s that weird guy from the entrance ceremony that “wanted Riddle’s collar”

Scarabia - The smart ones, according to Trey. There’s the guy who got his butt set on fire during the entrance ceremony and there’s… a really hot guy that’s exactly her type. His hair looked so long and silky and his eyes were mysterious.

Pomefiore -

Grim: there’s a super cute girl over there!

Deuce: A girl besides Mari in an all-boys’ school?!

Mari: Nah that’s a dude

Ace: Eh? How do you know?

Mari: I can see his adam’s apple

Mari, internally: Shawty had them apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur--

So apparently Pomefiore is the “Beauty” dorm and the dorm leader has like five million followers on Magicam. That’s cool, but she’s more interested in their poisons.

Ignihyde - Cater called the students of that dorm introverts. Trey said that they were good with technology. They seemed real neat.

Diasomnia - Powerful and considered celebrities, as well as having an aura that makes them hard to approach. Though, Mari lowkey thought that about everyone except that one guy that got his butt set on fire. He seemed very friendly. Maybe it was her social anxiety talking, maybe they were actually just intimidating. Anyway, Lilia popped up from above and scared them. He basically just said that he’s not a child and that Diasomnia welcomes students from other dorms. So there’s that, at least. Though, this doesn’t do anything to extinguish the intimidating aura from the rest of their students. Then the strange dude left.

Ace started talking shit about Riddle while Mari blankly stared at Riddle who was right behind him. Boi he ded

Riddle then went on with his spiel about rulebreakers. Honestly, Mari pretty much spaced out during this in order not to roll her eyes at him.

Then he left to get two sugars for his lemon tea that the rules state that he’s supposed to drink after a meal.

Trey tries to explain that Riddle’s intentions aren’t bad and that he’s just trying to make the dorm better.

To which Mari replies: “Sometimes it doesn’t matter what your intentions are. If you’re clearly making the people around you unhappy and uncomfortable without actual regard for how they feel, then that’s that.”

And Grim said: “Someone with good intentions doesn’t randomly collar people!”

They laughed, but one could easily tell that it wasn’t genuine.

Then bam, more exposition comes and Cater explains what unique magics are.

Then they start talking about tarts. Mari offered to help make one with Trey and Ace while Deuce and Grim wanted out. They only wanted to help after Trey said they could eat some tart if they helped out.

They started chestnut picking and met Leona who was a fucking bitch because she accidentally stepped on his tail.

Jk. He drinks his respect women juice so he’s not as mean and leaves her with only a warning for the most part.

She and Grim got back to Ace and Deuce, they picked the chestnuts and got back to the Heartslabyul dorm to make that tart.

Trey made his whole joke with the oyster sauce but Mari just looked at him with pure disbelief in her eyes. Then Trey realized he needed more ingredients since they brought too much chestnuts and Deuce and Mari volunteered to buy them from the shop. Grim also said he wanted to come since he was tired of mixing flour.

So they go to the Mystery Shop and get the shit. Mari wonders for a moment if Sam has got anything that could possibly help her get home but then shakes her head, saying she’ll see about that later. They head back to the Heartslabyul dorm but run into trouble, then came the reveal of Deuce’s “Bad Boy” personality. Mari was like -surprised pikachu- while he beat the shit out of the delinquents, silently cheering him on. After that, he got upset because his “honor student” persona was gone. It’s especially bad since he felt that he scared Mari.

Achievement unlocked: Deuce’s Backstory

Grim asked if being an honor student meant that he should just grin and bear everything. Mari agreed and reassured that being an honor student didn’t necessarily mean that he should be a pushover. Then she broke it to him that the eggs were unfertilised and would never hatch. Now it was his turn on the surprised pikachu face.

They bought another set of eggs and went back to the Heartslabyul dorm safe and sound. The tart was finished. Hooray! Though, Deuce was still shocked about the chicks so Mari had to pat his back. They started eating some tarts after Cater came by to check on them. He then brought up Trey’s unique magic.

Trey revealed his unique magic and explained it to them. They were impressed. But once they were done, he told Ace he can’t sleep in Heartslabyul and gave him and Deuce permission to sleep in the Ramshackle Dorm so they did.

Next day. They got to the Unbirthday Party and Ace gave the tart to Riddle.

Riddle is like “Fuck you. The Law of the Queen of Hearts says one must never bring a mont blanc tart to an Unbirthday Party! REEEEEEE” And then Mari wonders how many rules there are. He answers with 810 and that he memorized them since he’s dorm leader. She’s like “Dude, he’s a freshman, he can’t possibly memorize every rule.” To which Riddle countered with “I memorized them on my first day in NRC! If I can do it, then he should be able to as well.”

“Not everyone has to be like you!” She proceeds to have flashbacks to her narcissistic grandmother who always believed that she was right and demanded that everyone be like her. This causes her to dislike him.

“As the dorm leader of Heartslabyul, out of respect to the strictness of the Queen of Hearts, I can’t ignore this violation. Throw the mont blanc and these rulebreakers out!”

Ace started arguing with him as well and the two third years tried to help. Riddle goes on about how he has the highest grades and is the most powerful, which makes him the most correct. This makes Mari’s stomach churn more because of how much he reminds her of her grandmother. Grim says he’s a selfish tyrant who wastes food and ends up getting himself and Deuce collared as well.

Then they get thrown out by the third years and meet Chenya, who gives them a tip to talk to Trey and unlock Riddle’s tragic backstory.

And they did. Because it’s always a good idea to listen to the advice of a strange guy who pops into conversations head-first, literally.

Achievement Unlocked: Riddle’s Backstory Part 1

Mari’s reaction was that she sympathised with him and understood, considering that her grandmother was somewhat similar. However--

“His past is not an excuse for him to be a tyrant. Perhaps that’s harsh of me to say, but I still stand by it. He believes he’s right all the time and fails to notice how miserable the rest of Heartslabyul is.”

Ace put in his two cents and said it was Trey’s fault that he’s like this, dropping a truth bomb on him. Mari agreed and said “Friends help each other to become better people, not allow them to grow worse and worse.” Then he called Trey lame for being afraid of getting his head chopped off.

Crowley pops up like “STFU THIS IS THE LIBRARY YOU LIL SHITS” and they said he was the loudest so he started whispering “stfu you lil shits”

They explained the situation and he suggested moving dorms but Ace was like “but thats a pussy move” so he suggested fighting Riddle to the death for the position of dorm leader. But without the “to the death” part. Ace and Deuce agreed to challenge Riddle. Grim wanted to go too but Crowley said other people from different dorms can’t so he got sad.

Timeskip to the match and it was over in less than 5 seconds. Mari told Riddle that he was wrong but then he started mocking her and her family for barely being able to use magic and having a bad education and then called her completely inadequate. She just looked at him blankly considering that she didn’t particularly care about him insulting her or her parents.

But then Ace punched him for saying that. And Mari was internally like, “I have decided that I love this guy”. Then he went onto this speech about how kids aren’t their parents’ trophies and that it was Riddle’s fault for not making a friend scold him for being a tyrant. He also calls him a baby. But not like the “uwu baby” kinda way, the kind of immature brat kinda way.

Shit hits the fan and Trey finally had enough and used his unique magic to overwrite Riddle’s to remove the magic-sealing collars. Then Riddle fucking overblots.

Mari is definitely surprised. Then noticed the creature behind him to look similar to the beast she and the shared brain cell trio fought in the Dwarves’ Mines. So, she steeled herself and ordered the trio to attack Riddle, especially once Crowley said that he’d lose his life if this went for too long. The third years came to help as well while their Headmaster evacuated the other students.

And they beat the shit out of Riddle. Then Mari kinda spaces out again and has this vision of Riddle’s past. This wasn’t the first time she has seen a vision of someone else’s past, but it still confused her. She wasn’t in the Devildom anymore, and she didn’t have magic.

Achievement Unlocked: Riddle’s Backstory Part 2

Then she’s shaken back to earth by Ace and he’s like “Oi, don’t space out now, dumbass.” “Did you see that?” “See that Riddle overblotted? How could I not?!” “Nevermind”

Riddle is crying and she feels bad so she rubs his back. Her motherly instincts get the better of her at this point. He’s surprised at how she’s treating him, considering the only female figure he had in his life was his mother who was strict and harsh. When Ace started yelling at him, she scolded him and told him to yell at him later.

“Ace, cut him some slack. You can yell at him when he’s recovered. He almost died ffs” “SO DID WE”

Then he told Riddle to do the Revenge Unbirthday Party. Riddle agreed before Mari and Crowley decided to take him to the infirmary. Since she was gone, Grim got to eat the black rock again.

While Riddle was recovering from blot, Mari took it upon herself to help him out. He appreciated it a lot.

After the Revenge Unbirthday Party, Mari thought about her experience so far. The strange dreams, the overblot, the vision.

Then she remembered something. Before leaving the Devildom, Barbatos pulled her aside and had a talk with her. He held her hand and a faint glow emitted from it before he let her go. “A fragment of my power,” he said. But she didn’t understand what he meant.

When she slept that night, she saw Belphie and nearly cried because she missed him. Then she explained what happened to her and that she was in Twisted Wonderland. He told her that he’ll inform the others so that they can find a way to get her back, and that she should hang on in the meantime.

And so she did, unaware that her adventure just begun.

#twisted wonderland #twst #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #deuce spade #trey clover #cater diamond #kokoro writes

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jhoudiey · 4 years

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Yoru got herself some human legs, finally! Now she’s all dressed up and ready to take herself on a date now that she can be fancy! Mostro Lounge seems like a good place to debut the new legs! Story below the cut (1320 words)!

“Table for 1, please” Yoru had finally mustered the courage to leave the house after getting her human legs. It had taken her the better part of a day to be able to stand at all without falling, and more than a week to learn how to walk on the tiny human feet she finally found herself with. She had ordered some new clothes and shoes so decided to treat herself for dinner at Mostro Lounge once they showed up, it would be nice to say hello to Azul, Floyd, and Jade as well, since she hadn’t seen any of them in over a week now.

“Ahhh Yoru-san, it’s good to see you. Glad to see you’re well” Jade had sidled up to her table to take her order. “And I see you found a solution to cure you of your bird legs, excellent work”

She beamed at him, though the potion she’d made wasn’t perfect it did it’s job and the side effects thus far were manageable.

“Thank you!” She opened her mouth to order but Floyd had come up behind Jade and stared at her, a scowl on his face. “What?” she said, staring back at him.

“You look stupid” he said with a wave of his hand.

“Huh? Are you looking for a fight?!” she started to get up from the table, her mood souring

“What’s the point, you’re probably so weak now it wouldn’t even be any fun”

“If you came over here just to insult me Floyd, piss off. I don’t want to hear it”

“Now now, Floyd, you can’t be rude to customers of ours, especially when it is Yoru-san, out for the first time on new legs.”

“Ehhhh, not like I care. I’m leaving” He turned and walked away from the table, leaving through a back door.

“Ahhh, it seems Floyd has left again before the end of his shift, Azul is going to be angry with him again”

Yoru sat back in her chair, trying to keep some of the excitement she had before she’d run into Floyd intact. “Sorry Jade, I probably should have just gone to the village or something, this was a bad idea”

“No no, it’s fine, Floyd has just been in a bad mood lately, I assure you it’s not your fault. Will you be having the special for dinner?”

She sighed and took another quick look at the menu, trying again to improve her mood.

“Yea, and the new drink too, please”

“Of course” He nodded and strode away. She’d never been in the lounge before, she was surprised at how intimate the environment felt, despite it being quite large. She was admiring the fish tanks around the walls when Azul joined her.

“Jade tells me you’ve come for dinner with a new set of legs”

“Yup!” She wiggled a foot at him under the table

“Quite an impressive feat, though I am surprised you mastered walking in heels so quickly” He gestured to her shoes “You look like a whole different person from usual, is this why I haven’t seen you for any club activities this week?”

She blushed and ruffled her hair “yea, I got these shoes last week and I’ve been trying to learn how to walk in them without falling over. I did pretty good getting here, but I’m glad to be sitting now. I have no idea how Vil does this all the time”

“Ahhh, were you looking at Vil-san for inspiration?” He peered over his glasses at her, already knowing he was right.

“Yeaaaaaa. I probably spent more time on Magicam this week going through his posts than I’ve ever spent on the app period”

“Hmmm I see, has it been worth it so far though? Your dress is quite stunning” She looked shocked, confused by the compliment. “I do wonder though, what sort of side effects does this potion you made have? You are looking a bit pale”

She waved a dismissive hand at him “nothing out of the ordinary, the side effects when I started taking the potion to change my hands were much worse, I’m just getting used to it still”

“If you do find it too much to bear, I’m sure we can come to an agreement and I would be able to help you find something without such severe side effects”

“I’m not giving you my unique magic, Azul, you wouldn’t even know what to do with that many crows”

“Hmmm maybe not, but I daresay it would be handy to have in a pinch. Is there anything else you might need that you would consider trading for?”

“I’d consider it if you left me alone to admire the Lounge” she laughed and he smiled at her

“You really should watch your words, Yoru-san, lest you find yourself on the wrong side of a contract” he chuckled as he stood up “I believe your dinner is here, so I will leave you to it. I expect you’ll be joining us at the club meeting tomorrow?”

“Of course, I need to beat you at Mahjong and continue my winning streak”

“I look forward to crushing you” He tipped his hat, smiled at the waiter, and retired to the VIP room.

Her dinner arrived and it looked magnificent, though she mused about the morality behind serving fish when the owner was a mermaid himself. Despite the run in with Floyd earlier, she was glad she came to the Lounge for dinner, it was like being under the ocean, without getting waterlogged or attacked by a giant sea monster.

“Jade, can you talk to fish?” she asked him the next time he came by her table to check on her.

“While in mermaid form, yes, but like this, no. Why?”

“Just wondering, I’ve never talked to a fish before, just birds. Was wondering what it is fish would even talk about, I wonder if they have little fish problems they need to solve…” she trailed off staring into one of the nearby fish tanks

“Hmmmmm Yoru-san are you feeling well? Did the food not sit right with you? You seem to be rambling”

“What? Oh, I’m fine. It’s just I’ve never spent a lot of time in water before, so I feel like I’m getting a little lost down here. It’s really nice... I probably should be going soon though, it is getting late”

“Ah okay then, here is your bill” she took the bill from him and glanced at it. Then looked at it again, more closely.

“4800 MADOL? IS AZUL CRAZY?”

“Fufufu, I assure you that is the standard price, our special dinner menu is quite popular” She groaned and reached for her wallet.

“Tell Azul that if I’m not at board game club tomorrow it’s because my dad has murdered me”

“I’ll make sure to pass along the message” He chuckled while collecting her payment “Have a good night, Yoru-san” He walked away, leaving her alone. She saw Floyd slink back into the lounge through the door near the back and glared at him. He didn’t manage to ruin her night after all. She got up to leave, lamenting that heels were REALLY hard to walk in. She hoped that Vil never saw her in person while wearing them, or she may find herself roped into strict classes on how to properly walk in shoes.

...On second thought maybe that wouldn’t be a bad idea. But that was for another time, she was beginning to get really tired, and needed to get home before she passed out for the evening.

******The next day at board game club****

“Azul… how did we both lose” She was crumpled over the table, losing tiles scattered beneath her

“I don’t know. I never expected Idia to be an accomplished Mahjong player” He leaned back over his chair, arm covering his face.

“Hehehe, I’ve been practicing online. My winning streak starts now” Idia gloated. They both groaned.

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