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A Nightmare Dressed like a Daydream

Author’s Notes: So the PV for Chapter 7 dropped and guess who got some inspiration for a fic?!

Night Raven College was dead quiet-It always was at night.

The campus was always so noisy during the day-there was always something to do, somewhere to be, someone to be with.

During the day the campus bustled with life that never seemed to end. The paths across campus pulsed like living veins-even paths in the sky unseen by the naked eye, wither it be by Humans, Beastman, Fae, Merpeople, Monsters, Androids, or whatever else lurked on campus. The buildings of the campus almost seemed to breathe with how much noise the school made and the general feeling of the students and staff. The animals and plants seemed to fall into the background as the residents of Night Raven went about their lives, adding to the noise of the campus that sometimes felt that the whole world could hear them.

But a night, the campus felt different.

To Quentin Nighty-Sallow, the night at Night Raven College had never made her feel more like she was in her family tomb.

At night, Quentin was always reminded of small Night Raven College truly is compared to the rest of the world, of how insignificant it is when compared to others places, she’d seen-purely in size.

The night was always dead silent she could hear any movements no matter how far away it was. The once large and spacious walls felt suffocating, like they’d eat Quentin alive if she didn’t go back to Ramshackle as soon as possible, or there was something lurking in the corners of the school that only reared its’ head at night. Even when someone else was by her side, she never felt safe.

Though, if Quentin was being honest, she hadn’t felt safe anywhere since she Overblotted. And she doubted she ever would feel safe again after all those Overblots.

But, Quentin was used to it.

The Ramshackle Dorm Leader was used to the empty hallways, the creeping darkness, and the piercing silence and the feeling of never letting your guard down.

After all, when you grow up pleasing others, you learn very quickly what it’s like to be alone.

But as the night rolled on, something gripped unto Quentin.

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An inescapable feeling. Like a prey’s sense of their natural enemy being close by.

̸̣̽˙̵̬͑N̵̜̊∩̸̭̏ᴚ̵̱̊ ̸̯̓'̶Ǹ̸̩I̴̠͒⊥̶N̶̢͂Ǝ̶̟̚∩̷̱̔Ό̸͓̀ ̷̢͐N̵̹̿∩̵̲̓ᴚ

And it ate at Quentin.

So much so it became hard for Quentin to breathe with the feeling like she had to run, her world started to blur and spin with her tears, and she felt the floor collapse under her and hid under the table in the library in hopes it would protect her.

But the magic pen on her pocket suggested it wasn’t getting better with how quickly it was turning to black.

“Aaaah-Gaaaaaaaaahhhhhh-haaaaaaaaaaaa-” Quentin seemed to trying to breathe through her mouth, but all she felt was something wrapping around her neck.

Someone-

R̴̛̩̘̦̟̣͉͚͉̦̳̜̂̈͐̀͊̽̿̊̿̇͘̚̚͜͝͝Ư̶̛̗̩͆͒̐̑̓͂̊̅̓̍͂̀͘͝ͅN̶̨̡̨̡͚̫͉̤̘̪̼̦̺̹͖̖͉͇̼̰̯̣͇͕̜̜̯͔̳̺̠̜̖̟͈͎̗̙͙̱͎̓͊̏̊̐͒̅̒̊́͊̂̂̋̍̈͛̐͘͜͝ͅͅ

Help me-

I’m going to die here!

Y̸̡̯̣̺̩̞̗̫̬͕̱͓͖̜͇͎̫͓̜͖̱͈͎͙̭̙̹̠͎̮̬̫̝̭̝͍̼̑͊͐̌̆̌͐͆̈͋̀̔̓̓̌̊̊͘͜͝͝Ơ̵̧̡̲̳͍͕̙̣͉̼̞̼̤̺̭͍̰̘̞̪̥̊̓̍̈͗͒̍̓͆̿̇̐͗̿̓̋̀̈́̏͆̉͊͊̈̽̓͛̃̕͝ͅͅŲ̵̛̦͇̭̹̮̯͆̍́̌̈̉̑́̈̈́̍̈́̔̃͋̈́͊̿͗̆̎̒͌̓̑̀́͑̇͝ ̴̧̡̡̡̧̘͚̠̞̝̪͓͈͖̳̜̤͙͍̲̮̻͉̘̱̺̺̗̞̳̹̫̻͙̹̞͚̳͓͓͖̼̝̭̬̯͖͌̆̀͋̅́͌̀̾͂̓̈̅͌̑͐̈́̒̓̄̊̃̒̔̍̃̑̃̈́̀̇̊̂̔̈́̓̓̆͋͜͠H̸̛̛̛̖͍̻͎̱͉̩̘̘̿̄̑̆͊̌̌͑̂̎̄͋̈́̑̀̽̏̊̉̌̍̄̇͊̑̉̿̽͋̓̔͘̕͝͝͠͠͠A̴̧̢̨̢̛̤̮͓̗̮̻̲͖̟̝̲̜̱͕̲͙̟̳̙͕̭̙̻̮̟̗̺̱̅̈͛͒̄̐̃̆̄́̿̆̈̅͒̏́̆̅̆̒̐́͂͗̎̐̋̊̕̕͜͜͝͝͠͝͠V̵̢̢̨̢̢̧̛̝̮̖̣̝͔̼͉̻̣̣̭̣̩̱̦̫̼̪̖̝̻̪͊͊̅̍̇̈́̿̆͋͒̽̀͋̀͂̐̿́͊́̽̍̋̊̈́̾̆͋̏͛̕̕̚͜͠͠ͅȨ̸̧̪͙̫̯̯͈̦̲̥̄̏͋̉̈́̔͊͒̓̑͐̆̑̒̊̒͛ ̴̨̧̗͇̯͎͈̹͔̞͍̺̠̈́̒́̈̿͒̓̈̾̍̍̕̚ͅͅṬ̸̡̨̫͖̰̜̟̰̬̲̙̲̤̲͔͇̻̪̟͎̜̥̃̽̔̊̀̓̒́͆̂͗̈́̉̈́̓̀͗̏̀́̓̆̀̀̂̈͆̃̑́͌̈͌̔̚̕͠͝͠ͅƠ̵̡̨̧̛̱̜̻̖̼̮̲͉̙̹̤̒̄͂̋́͐͗̂̃͊͐̈́̽̈́͑̒̊͌̅̄̅̄̋̑̍̊͂̾́̂̒̾̌̋̃͘͜͝͝ͅ ̵̢̡̡̡͈͍͈̯͚̬̲̘͉͇͓͇̺̞̟̥̓͊̅̄̾̌̍̃̐͊͐͐̃̌̑̍͆̂̀̾́̀̂́̄̚ͅŖ̶̨̡̨̧̬͍̮͓̺̬͇̝̝̝̤̪̮̟̩̗̩͇̈̂͜Ú̴̡̧̢̨̱̲̫͍̫̣̲͔̞̻͚̺̱̻̼̙̰͈̹̜̺̱̒̍̌̒͌́̈́̇̒͛̃͛͐̒̕͘͜͜ͅN̸̢̡̧̨̨̛̛̟̘͇̺̩͇̠̪͇̲̱̺͎̹͚͔͖̣̱̄̆̂͑̌͋͗̉̈̔͛͌͒̈́͑͛̆͂̊̔̐́̀̒̀͑̎͂͛̿̈́̽̅̅́̈̂̽̐̀̿́͌̕͘͝͠͠

Yuu, Grim, I’m sorrt--

Everyone. . I’m sorry.

Quentin Nighty-Sallow woke up in something. . . warm and soft.

When she opened her eyes, she saw. . . it was dark. There was no light anywhere.

Eh? What is that?

When Quentin moved her hand, she felt something slip off her hand and her hand bumped into something, something soft-she felt what she’d hit closer. . . it was like a plush couch. . . Silk? with padding underneath?

What. . . is this?

A sharp pain pulse through Quentin’s head, and she curled into herself and in the process her head hit something, making the pain worse, Quentin also then realized the air. . . was rather warm.

Magic and Blot, that hurt. . . what was that? Did I hit my head? Quentin started to feel what had hit her head.

Well, at least was hard, so it wasn’t silk. . . Quentin tapped the surface to feel. . . Plastic?

What is going on? What happened?

How did I get here in the first place?

That’s not important, I need to get of this. I might suffocate to death if I stay here. Quentin thought, as she turned herself so she could use her shoulders, in the process feeling something slip off of her.

Quentin slammed her body into the plastic and the space rocked, making things fall unto Quentin. So, I am in a box.

Quentin slammed herself again and something outside the box snapped. A tree branch? And. . . Rope?

They. . . tied up the box? Why?

Quentin rocked the box as best she could, several snaps could be heard from the outside and after one more slam, the area flooded with light and Quentin saw herself in. . . a bedroom?

“What in the name of Magic?” Quentin muttered to herself as she looked around the room.

The room was huge and luxurious.

The room must have been the size of a lecture hall, making Quentin felt so small in comparison to the room.

The room had a huge bookcase in the back of it, filled with books and scrolls that seemed to go on forever, as well as comfortable chairs and desks scattered about the room with snacks and drinks scattered about the room. The ceiling was covered in stars, jewels and drapes hanging from the ceiling touching the floor. making the room look. . . almost ghostly. There where candles floating around the room, revealing the room. . . was mostly green, brown and black and white and covered in jewels with the drapes and symbols-symbols of dragons, bats, crocodiles, birds, and rabbits mice and cats. . .playing together and symbols Quentin didn’t understand. There was a light breeze coming through the room, lifting the drapes and jewels making a song Quentin felt she knew, but she didn’t know why she knew it.

Quentin looked back in the coffin, and there was. . . blankets, pillows and stuffed animals where she once was. But. . . she knew those blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals. It was unmistakable, those where her blankets, pillows and animals from all her life.

No. . .

No!

Quentin shivered in fear as she stepped away. This. . . This has to be some fucked up joke. How. . . how could someone have done this?

A strong gust of wind then burst through the room, making the jewels and drapes thrash violently and reveal. . . there was someone else standing there.

Someone who looked exactly like Quentin.

Quentin woke up in a cold sweat before she calmed down, looking out the window of her room. It was still dark outside from a clouded sky, but is was so clouded it was hard to tell if it was the day or nighttime.

A nightmare, huh? Quentin thought to herself as she got up from the bed to sit by the window.

After a few moments, Quentin stood up from her windowsill and looked at her drawer and dragged a finger across it, getting a small pile of dust on her finger. . . was that dust always there?

Quentin quickly shook her head before she noticed spiderwebs in the corners of her room. Spiderwebs? Okay, I know those weren’t there last night.

Quentin’s eyes widened. Yuu and Grim!

When Quentin got to Yuu and Grim’s room-While Yuu and Grim seemed to be sleeping peacefully as can be, the room seemed to be in a similar state. There was dust starting to build up and spiderwebs starting to form.

Is it the ghosts playing a prank on us?

No-why would they do something as simple as this overnight with planning something else. I’d better check the rest of the dorm just in case.

Quentin walked down the stairs of the dorm to the main areas, where everything looked as it once had-but after Quentin lifted her hand from the staircase and had dust on her hand she quickly went to the kitchen, leaving a small footprint trail behind her.

Oh Magic-the tuna’s expired.

Wait. How? Grim opened it yesterday!

Quentin went over to the fridge-a few things in the fridge where spoiled.

Wait. Those where things I was planning to use for dinner this week-They couldn’t have spoiled in a day when the fridge is still running.

Quentin quickly rushed up the stairs to her room to find her watch where it read. . .

It isn’t Wednesday of the week she thought it was. It’s Sunday of the next week.

Quentin’s eyes narrowed. I’ve been asleep for a week.

But, how?

I don’t feel any-

Quentin felt. . . bone tired.

She suddenly began to feel. . . exhausted. Like everything she’d ever done was coming back to haunt her and drag her down.

Ah. I must have been cursed.

Quentin trudged herself towards her windowsill, where she lift up the seat where she pulled out two bottles of a strange liquid and quickly drank them together.

What in the name of Magic and Blot was that? Quentin breathed like she was about to drown, and soon, the feeling of sleep started to fade. Who cursed me? That wasn’t a petty curse just anyone could cast from how tired it made me.

A sleeping curse that strong?

Is this the Brair Witch’s curse? Then, who cast it and what for?

I need to check and see if the rest of the school is affected by the same curse.

Quentin then changed from her nightgown to her school uniform, and packed her bag full of what she thought she might need before and left her room but as she was about to pass Yuu and Grim’s room, she looked sadly into the room and took something from her bag-which looked to be her armband l before Quentin quickly set the armband under the pillow of the two, which seemed to make Yuu stir before hugging Grim again, and falling back into a peaceful rest.

The sky was very dark out, making hard for Quentin to even see where she was going through the fog. Even though there where flashes of green lightening that sometimes lit up the area-it wasn’t enough to pierce through the fog. But unlucky for the fog, Quentin knew the school like the back of her hand and didn’t need the lightening to her help navigate its’ premises.

Malleus is awake and somewhere on campus. Quentin thought as she saw a flash of green lightening and hid under a nearby building to avoid lightening. If he’s awake, then he’s either immune to whatever curse was cast, or he’s the one who cast it.

Alright. There is only two scenarios that could be playing out here. Quentin started to walk towards the Halls of Mirrors.

If Malleus isn’t behind all this-what is he doing? I don’t sense any magic battles happening.

Was Malleus threatened to stay back or else? No. That’s not possible. Nobody is this world is that stupid enough to threaten one of the most powerful magicians alive, much less a prince without knowing what the consequences are. Quentin thought as she passed the greenhouse, which had also started to show signs of the week’s neglect.

But. . . Yuu and Grim were under a curse and the dorm has shown time has passed, and other than that, the dorm showed no signs of being tampered with, magic or otherwise.

Is Malleus waiting on something? If so, what is he waiting for? Isn’t Malleus descendent of the most powerful magician known to Twisted Wonderland? As far as I remember, the Brair Witch has no limitations on her magic in the legends she’s in, so theorically, neither does Malleus so he doesn’t need to wait on anybody or anything before he does anything.

Is the school being used as a hostage to keep Malleus at bay? It might be-and Malleus might fall for it-especially if they threatened Yuu’s safety. But if that’s the case. . . Why was Ramshackle safe? Did Malleus make a deal so Ramshackle would be safe in exchange for his cooperation? But-if that’s the case, what about the other dorms? Are they okay? Quentin thought as she walked across the bride-she didn’t have much further with how fast she was walking.

Wait. But if Malleus is the one who cast the spell-he might have taken over the school and is holding the dorms hostage for whatever he is planning, and he spared Ramshackle because he pities us, or he doesn’t want the Clever Rabbit’s fate to get in the way. If that’s the case-want does Malleus want?

Well, I can’t keep sitting here and expect to find the answer. I need to go investigate the other dorms for more information.

Quentin then entered the Hall of Mirrors.

Stepping through the mirrors in the hall of mirrors was always a strange experience for Quentin.

She’s had experience in teleportation magic before-but never anything like the ones like at Night Raven College.

To her, it always felt like she was stepping through the mirrors was like going through a barrier-or through a wall of water. Quentin wasn’t able to really explain it to everyone else, but she always felt like when she passed through those walls she’d end up in a different outfit or something.

Quentin went from dorm to dorm-to find the other dorms where in a similar state to her own.

The dorms where all dead silent-not a sound were made in the dorms but the ones Quentin made which, is she was being honest-frightened her in dorms like Savanaclaw and Scarabia-dorms known for their noise.

The animals in the dorms where all alive-but barely. Most of the animals you could see their bones and where openly hostile towards the dorm leader, but after Quentin fed them, they seemed to okay again. When Quentin looked around, the dorms had indeed not been maintained-there was rotting food, dust collecting and spiderwebs where there should not be, luckily there didn’t seem that anything was an immediate danger to the dorms and its’ residents. When Quentin went to check on the students-she found all of them asleep. Some seemed better off than others-but all of them were alive. That’s what mattered to her.

Even Diasomnia is asleep. So, they’re not involved in this-so whatever is happening, they’re not accomplices. Quentin thought as she walked out of Diasomnia’s mirror.

So Malleus isn’t using the other dorms for some take-over the world plan, and I didn’t see the staff either. Are they at home?

Praise Magic and Blot-then. . . What is Malleus planning?

Quentin’s eyes widened.

Most of his fellow dorm leaders were kidnapped within the span of an hour and most likely he was left untouched and heard the news when it was too late- then Yuu disappeared within the span of a few hours and then they came back so suddenly not even a day later.

Who won’t be scared that someone they cared for disappeared into thin air and you could do nothing but hear what had happened and pray for their safety?

This must be how Malleus is coping.

But. . . A sleeping curse?

Why would he cast a sleeping curse? It does more harm than good-while we are dreaming, our bodies may give out. There’s only so much sleep we can have before our bodies-they start to fail.

Malleus probably wasn’t thinking right, and still may not be.

But. . . can he still be reasoned with when he’s emotional? Is it even safe?

Well. . . no matter. I’ve assessed the students’ situation-now I need to find the staff before I decide what to do.

If Quentin was being honest, she was starting to panic. Her situation looked pretty dire and she couldn’t and all this happening-this was starting to take its’ toll on her, as it seemed her magic pen was getting blacker and blacker the longer Quentin wandered around.

Where? Where is everyone? Quentin thought as she searched all the staff rooms-only to find each one was empty until she entered Crowley’s office-where she found all her staff sleeping at her feet. Ah. I see. This situation. . . Is truly dire.

Quentin’s Magic Pen turned a darker shade of black the seemed to swallow any and all light the touched it.

Now what? What I supposed to do? Blot knows what’s here-and I can’t do this alone!

The Pen of Quentin’s chest seemed to be starting to fade from the color black to reveal other colors-lots of colors that splattered through the gem that hadn’t been seen on a Magic Gem. The colors danced through the gem like a disease that had infected a being, and it seemed to only be getting worse.

I. . . I can’t stay here any longer. I need a place to hide. Quentin thought, as she quickly left the Headmaster’s office.

Quentin wasn’t even really thinking when she ran-all she knew is she needed to get somewhere safe, quickly. and after looking at her shoulder, she realized why.

Ah. This again. Quentin sighed as she ducked into her classroom, well, her old classroom, now. I can’t deal with this right now!

Quentin then pulled something out from her pocket-It looked like a metal pin with a black substance caged in the middle. Quentin quickly took the object and placed the pin-like item on top of her Magic Pen, which seemed to quickly took away to horrible disease-like colors from Quentin’s gem, and eventually making the gem a pure white color and as soon as Quentin’s Magical Pen turned white, Quentin coughed up an ink-like substance before she tried to stand up, before falling down on the ground again.

Great, just great. Now I need to clean this up and-

“Quentin?”

The Ramshackle Dorm Leader wiped her head around, and there stood The Dorm Leader of Diasomnia-with a look of horror on his face.

“You. . .” Malleus walked towards the dorm leader, who was trying to pick herself up using a nearby desk. “You’ve been using-”

“So what?” Quentin quickly added, pulling herself up into the chair and sitting down. “There is a lot worse being done at this school. Why do you care that I have something when there’s people here who’re abusing each other?”

“Where did you get this?” Malleus seemed to growl and a flash of lightening flashin through the sky but Quentin didn’t seem to mind as she faced Malleus with a look that. . . was hard to make out. Was it. . . Anger? Sadness? “There’s no way you could have made this on your own in this day and age.”

“What you’re going to do if I tell you? Stop them from being produced? Malleus, you can’t stop the oldest known practice of removing Blot. It’s still an medical practice used in the modern day, you don’t need to act like it’s a banned practice.” Quentin snaped back before picking up the metal object again, but Malleus quickly grabbed the object and looked at it before he seemed to grow a tail, and fangs and his eyes began to glow green and more flashes of lightening flashed through the sky, this time even closer than before.

“You know what this’ll do to you?” Malleus’ voice didn’t even sound human anymore-it was too deep and too animalistic that Quentin almost didn’t understand.

“Because unlike some people at Night Raven, I wasn’t blessed with resistance to Blot.” Quentin simply said, as if stating a fact. “You think being allowed to be an Overblot state for half a year would just let me off scott-free like others on this campus? Malleus, there are consequences to Overblotting.”

Malleus’ fingernails turned to claws, and yet, Quentin didn’t seem afraid despite looking better than before with the lightening flashing so close Quentin could feel the nearby area filling with electricity. “You’re willing to let your body rot for the sake of your magic?”

Quentin said nothing in response, which only seemed to make Malleus more upset before his more draconic features seemed to fade, and a flash of lightening hit a nearby tree before. . . a fog engulfed the area and once again, Quentin felt tired before Malleus pulled her into a hug.

“It seems you cannot be trusted to care of yourself.” Malleus simply said, his voice back to normal, and he hugged Quentin tightly, as if he let go, she’d turn into something else. “But that’s alright. I’ll take care of you.”

“W-W-What?” Quentin said, as she started to feel light-headed and her eyes became heavier to keep open. “Malleus-”

“It’s fine. You don’t have to worry about anything anymore.” Malleus said as he stroked her head and Quentin’s worry started to feel numb. “Its’ not your fault you were born in such bad circumstances you call life. But I can fix it. I’ll fix everything.”

It was getting harder for Quentin to think.

“Everything. . . will be how it should be.”

Someone-

“Yes, how it should have been. From the very beginning.”

Quentin fell asleep.

#[ So I watched the Diasomnia trailer and my brain went. MMMMMMMMM. Good creepy Malleus stuff. I am here for it. Alright! Creepy fanfic time!#well. I say fanfic it's more like a blorbo. This is NOWHERE close to how I normally right. But hey! At least I can write again. ]#[ Watch out peeps. I'm going to reply to your shit >:) ]#[ 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓽𝓮 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 ] - Out Of Character #[ 𝓐𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓪'𝓼 𝓗𝓸𝓹𝓮 ] - Quentin Nighy-Sallow

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the-travelling-witch · 2 years

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i know i don’t write about twst but i sure as hell want to talk about it jsjsh

#chatter spell #i’m not entirely caught up #both story and gameplay wise #(as you could probably tell from my download problem)#but it is on my mind a lot #also the diasomnia/ chapter 7 (?) trailer #i am looking #still not over multiple people saying i give kalim vibes #please ㅠㅠ #between the scarabia students i’m more of a jamil jsjsh #mhmmm #jamil <33 #i’m not biased or anything #pffft no—

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jangmi-latte · 1 year

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DIASOMNIA TRAILER PV

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst jp #diasomnia #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #twst silver #silver twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt

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hanafubukki · 5 months

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Not me seeing the diasomnia trailer again and seeing him get trapped in a cage and isolated in an abyss in a new light.😭

Just like when he was alone as an egg, waiting for someone to love him and set him free 😩

Noooooo Malleus noooo

Get him out get him out get him out ahhhh

-pushes lilia, silver, and sebek- free him 😭😭😭

#malleus draconia #twst book 7 #diasomnia

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 2 years

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aaand

Here’s the Diasomnia chapter trailer as promised! No date has been announced for it yet; the devs are still working on episode 7.

The masquerade event trailer (if you’re looking for it) can be viewed here!

#Malleus Draconia #Diasomnia #twst #twisted wonderland #Diasomnia trailer #disney twisted wonderland #Lilia Vanrouge #Sebek Zigvolt #Silver #notes from the writing raven

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frie-ice · 1 month

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Screengrabs from the animated trailer for the Diasomnia Dorm from Disney’s Twisted Wonderland.

#screengrabs #screencaps #screenshots #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #diasomnia #diasomnia dorm #malleus draconia #twst silver #silver vanrouge #lilia vanrouge #sebek zigvolt #silver twst #diasomnia quartet #spinning wheel #maleficent

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intern-seraph · 9 months

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a true happy ending

Malleus bestows his gift upon you.

started out as a discord flash ficlet and became. this. originally inspired by the diasomnia trailer and written before book 7 actually dropped lol. inspired in large part by that one part of sleeping beauty where maleficent captures prince phillip.

please heed the tags!

(originally posted on Ao3)

cws: mutually dubious consent, nonhuman genitalia, hemipene (malleus has two penises), bondage, magic, overblot, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, possessive behavior, fear play, angst + smut, crying, sleeping beauty elements, pain play, fem!reader, overstimulation

You shouldn’t have confronted him by yourself. After all the time you’d spent together, you had forgotten one thing: Malleus Draconia is powerful beyond your imagination. Now, alone together in the highest tower of Diasomnia's castle, you watch as Malleus paces the tiny room and leaves a trail of ink in his wake.

"You don't have to do this."

He stops in his tracks and turns to look at you. A tiny puff of green flame seeps from the corner of his mouth. In a few long strides, he's in front of you. One clawed finger tilts your chin up, turning into a gentle palm that cradles your jaw. You reach up to touch him, but your hand is stopped short by the shackle on your wrist.

"I must. There's no other way to keep you... do not worry, my dear. A thousand years passes quickly when you are asleep. This will be my gift to you."

Your jaw tenses as you hold back a sob. Still, the stubborn tears slip down your cheeks. His thumb swipes them away and leaves a smudge of ink in its wake. “Malleus, please. You’re hurting yourself. This isn’t right.”

“Oh, my sweet,” he whispers. He swoops in, finger slipping between your lips to open you to his slow, searing kiss. You make a tiny noise, choking on the bitter Blot that oozes onto your tongue. Despite yourself, you kiss back. Even as your shoulders heave with aborted sobs, you reach up to hold him closer. Gasping, he parts from you. He presses his forehead against yours, his glowing green eyes holding your gaze unwaveringly. “You do not understand yet. But you will, in due time. When it comes time to wake you, you will thank me. Undisturbed slumber, bereft of pain and suffering, naught but peace and pleasant dreams. Does it not sound perfect?”

In any other context, maybe it would. But Malleus is not in his right mind. His offer isn’t a good night’s sleep, but an eternal slumber. You bring your hands up to push him away so you can talk sense into him, but he catches your wrists and (gently, always gently) pushes you down onto the soft bed you sit on and pins your hands on either side of your head. His long, lean body arches over your prone, shackled form.

“My rose, do not push yourself so. All you need to do is accept my gift.”

His hot breath fans out over your face, smelling of herbs and the faint traces of ink. “W-we can’t… I can’t… Malleus, you’re not in your right mind. Please, please listen to me.” Your strength wavers, his smell and weight and warmth clouding your mind like the fog of sleep. “Mal… please… I love you, but this isn’t right.”

“I am entirely —” his hand slides down your body and toys at your waistband “— in control, my dear.” His fingers worm their way under the elastic of your underwear. A quiet moan slips from your lips as he presses his inky fingers against your clit. His slow, precise movements coax you to roll your hips into his touch. You don’t realize that the flickering green candle flames are slowly being snuffed out one by one. Not until his glowing eyes are the only light in the room. He kisses you again, prodding at your sealed lips with the forked tip of his tongue. Every swirl and thrust of his fingers against your clit is deliberate, as though in an effort to prove his cogency. His hand shifts as you gasp into his mouth and he slides his middle and ring fingers between your slick labia. A twist of his wrist lets them sink into your cunt, his claws dragging dangerously along the delicate flesh. With a soft pop, he breaks your kiss. A string of black-tinted spit connects the both of you for a heartbeat before he speaks: “Trust me. I will bring you peace and pleasure beyond any you have known thus far. You trust me, don’t you?”

You don’t get an opportunity to respond. He thrusts his fingers into you at a steady, rhythmic pace. The air is cold on your skin — when did you get naked? — and you shiver, but Malleus is so warm and comforting, and your thoughts are already so cloudy that you don’t realize that the warmth is more of a fever. His hips rut against your bare thigh, his dark, ridged cocks leaking steady streams of precum. Every thrust of his fingers makes your body jolt and the shackles on your wrists rattle. “M-Malleus… a-ah… please…”

“Anything you want, my sweet. Anything… so long as you beg for it. Beg for me. Let me give you this. Let me give you everything.”

And maybe it’s the potent magic buzzing in the air, maybe it’s the familiar weight of his body on yours, maybe there’s just something fundamentally fucked up in your brain, but you —

You give in.

“Please,” you whisper, throat raw from crying, “give it to me.”

The scent of ink envelops your senses. Tingling sparks flow from his fingertips straight into your core, the magic so potent that your orgasm is almost immediate. You shriek and flail as electricity arcs through your body, but he keeps going. He forces another orgasm out of you, then another, then another, until you’re sobbing and pulling weakly at his wrist. Only then does he pull his fingers free of your spasming cunt. Just as soon, though, he settles between your legs and starts to push his cocks between your labia. It hurts when he finally fits the head of one cock against your hole, pleasure and pain clashing with every involuntary clench of your muscles. Your legs jerk and you pull at the shackles on your wrists when he bottoms out in one smooth thrust.

All at once, the candles reignite. Behind Malleus looms the ink monster, its head tilting down as though watching your intimacy. Thick globs of ink slip from its head onto Malleus’ back and steadily morph into a pair of draconic wings. His tail unfurls behind him and lashes out when he pulls his hips back. A set of large, gleaming canines catch the green firelight as he hisses and snaps at the air. You gasp, but you’re overcome by a wave of exhaustion that turns your limbs leaden. Still, your breath comes quick and shallow, and you flinch when he leans down to lock eyes with you.

“Do not be afraid,” he says, his voice making the air around you quiver, “I will keep you safe. I will protect you, my greatest treasure, forever and ever.” His thrusts falter. He groans deep in his chest and digs his claws into the sheets beside your head. “Be… hah… be good for me… and take everything I have to offer.”

One last thrust has him buried in you as deep as he can go, and you feel his cocks twitch with his orgasm. Ink-black cum spurts out onto your belly, so hot it’s searing. You whimper and shudder and go limp on the sheets. Malleus brings his clawed fingers to your chin. Gently, he coaxes you to look at him. With his other hand, he summons his staff. Your weary gaze drifts up to look at its head.

“You have nothing to fear, my love. I will rid you of your worries.” He lowers the staff until the spindle at the top is level with your shoulders. “Touch it.”

“... Malleus?”

“Touch it, and you will never feel pain again.”

Your hand lifts from the sheets. Transfixed, you reach up to touch the spindle. A bolt of magic lances up your arm, and you’re overcome with another wave of exhaustion. Somewhere in the sleep-fog that settles in your brain, you process a sudden emptiness and a wave of cold. The room spins. You close your eyes.

#twst malleus #malleus x reader #malleus draconia #malleyuu #malleus x yuu #twisted wonderland malleus #malleus smut #seraph speaks #nsft #my writing #this is. not just an ob fic. it is the first of TWO malleus ob smut fics that i wrote. i am down horrendous for him.

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rayroseu · 7 months

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(pure observation theory and rambles)

This year's Halloween event is full of ribbons that looks like strings and they're all falling apart...

Are Halloween Events just Book 7 foreshadows??? I wonder if someday we'll actually have a Sleeping Beauty Inspired Halloween Event(On Briar Valley)? Malleus stated that they have Halloween there after all...

Also back to the string-like ribbon and the boys acting as puppets... In Pinocchio, the wooden puppet became alive because Gepetto (the old man) had a desperate wish of having a son. Of having a family... If we relate that to Book 7, it matches the motive of Malleus not wanting to lose his family so he has a desperate wish that he made come true...

but in result, it feels like Malleus is just treating us like puppets on a strings with how forceful he is in 'sending everyone to sleep so that they'll become heroes' and add to the fact that he is the only one able to be sentient over this sleeping spell...

So he's like the audience and we're his actors for his own entertainment...

The fact that A FAIRY is the one behidn the spell of making Pinocchio alive too... its really just Book 7 isnt it...

The cards illustration shows that the ribbons/strings are falling apart... I know that its probably a given that everyone will wake up from Malleus' Overblot but I'm really curious as to HOW... ig its still too early to speculate since Overblot Malleus is too overpowered... Maybe this event will give us clues about it?!

There are strings snapping at the trailer after all👀

My favorite observation from Ace's card is that He's surrounded by clocks!! He's referencing Deuce's SSR as well from the Clocktown... But this time he's with Lilia as opposed to Deuce and Silver !!

Ramshackle and Diasomnia parallels... Ace and Deuce as Yuu's 'knights' and Silver and Lilia as Malleus' 'family'!

So maybe there is hope that Ace and Deuce will someway join us with Silver and Sebek in helping Malleus to "wake up from his overblot?" (I don't really want to say 'to fight Malleus Overblot' XD)

I feel like for this event we'll be Jiminy the Cricket, being the voice of conscience for this misdirected boys... Their eyes look clouded after all... Just like how in Book 7 we're the ones urging the others (for now its just Lilia) to wake up from Malleus' spell and to not succumb to darkness...

New hat for Grim perhaps?????✨✨✨✨🎩🎩🎩

Oh also omg,,, The main characters are Ace, Kalim, And Ortho right? They're the main SSR... THESE PEOPLE ARE EASILY PERSUADED!! They'll definitely got scammed by the new villains to join a sketchy entertainment company arent they...

(ACE YOU SAID IN YOUR PLATINUM JACKET THAT YOU'LL NEVER BE THE OYSTER WHO GOT FOOLED BY THE WALRUS... PLEASEEEE KEEP YOUR WORD FOR IT... 😭😭)

I mean I'd be fooled too????😂

Yana Toboso is too talented... HOWWW can you make these beastmen based on these Disney Characters

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twistedwonderland #malleus draconia #lian notes #lilia vanrouge #ace trappola #twst halloween #disney twst #twst theory #twst playful land #twst yuu

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lucyfloyenworkshop · 3 months

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Awakening the Dragon : Malleus Draconia Overblot Theme

It's been now one year since Diasomnia Arc, “Ruler of the Abyss“ began...

There so many things, too many topics that I wish to talk and write about. About the tribute to Eyvind Earle's art in the esthetics and ambiance of Briar Valley. About the connections between the Arc narrative and its inspirations. About Night Faeries folk and Silver Owl Knights. About Silver, Malleus, Lilia and all the others characters... For tonight I will write down about Malleus Draconia's Overblot Theme.

When the Diasomnia Arc pre-trailer was released, some notes of Overblot Malleus's theme can be heard. The complet musictrack had been finaly revealed during the first fight against Malleus. Even with the few notes in the pre-trailer, this music really give goosebumps. It is dark, eerie, dangerous and yet graceful and noble.

Diasomnia’s Chapter is an intense turmoil of emotions and, after all that happened in the Main Story so far, I realized that Malleus Overblot's theme not just represent the Arc's climax like it had being the case for the six previous Chapter. Not just only about an epic battle music, but also about a character.

[Beware : the following post content some spoilers for Chapter 7 : Ruler of the Abyss]

Featuring song and music

There is something about Malleus and music.

In his personal data, it's say that his “talent“ is stringed instruments's practice (ref. Twisted Wonderland : Magical Archives and in game data). According to his close relatives, such as Sebek during “Harveston's Kelkkarotu“ event, Malleus appear to be a really talented musician. And yet that aspect of Malleus wasn't fully explored in the Main, Events and Personals Stories. That was just a fun fact about Malleus's hobbies outside school or his daily royal duties.

Then came the performance of Malleus longside Idia and Azul during the Symphorium in the Halloween event Glorious Mascarade : Crimson Flowers and Bell of Salvation.

It's could be logical since Diasomnia Arc and Mascrade's events released their preview trailers around the same time. But nothing could make us suspected how much deep of that aspect of Malleus's character design is important. Not just as for characterization but also a tribute from Sleeping Beauty.

But to go with Chapter 7 and the Overblot's theme, let's return to the Symphorium, during its preparation as presented in Malleus's Mascaquerade Dress Personal Story [link]. Glorious Mascarade's iconic song Let My Wish Resound ( Twst wiki's traduction [link] ), is the gift of Night Raven College's students to the invitation for Night Bell College's Symphonium and its three main singer featuring Azul Ashengrotto, Idia Shroud and of course Malleus Draconia. In Malleus's Personnal Story, the trio are gather in Diasomnia Lounge for practicing. Both Idia and Azul (and even Lilia), are amaze about Malleus's singing skills. Not just because of his tense practicing, even outside his royal education as confirm Lilia to Idia. If Let My Wish Resound had a special signification for Malleus and his character (his desire and fear about connect with the Outside World and meeting other peoples), the fact that such song, and by extension the music, resound deep within Malleus.

In Chapter 7, that particular bond between Malleus and music/song is once again up under the lightspot, and even become an major element of the narrative. Just after he took his Overblot's form and cast [Fea of Maleficent] on everyone, Malleus start to humming a lullaby. The medley is the one of Once upon a Dream, Sleeping Beauty's famous and iconic song. There is many things that need to be discussed about that familiar medley and Malleus's story and personal journey and I will in the futur write a proper and complet review about. For now, we can notice that reference make not only as a tribute to the original animated pictures movie but also to Malleus's paradoxe as a character in that very sequence, and, even if it is more subtle, in the rest of the story. Indeed he is now a Dark Fea Lord, becoming in a way Maleficient just like Riddle with the Queen of Heart or Vil with the Beautiful Queen. And yet there is that lullaby medley, that medley which took after Princess Aurora's song. Malleus is depicted as both Light and Darkness, an impression that can be found in his Overblot theme.

The Choir and the Cello, picturing a story

There is two main musical elements in Overblot Malleus' track. The Choir and the Cello.

If is true that in the previous Overblot’s theme, a kinda choir is used in the medley, but its seems to have for fonction to put some extra more tension in the music like we can see in many soundtrack from cinema or video-game, but in the others Overbolt's theme, the choirs doesn't lead the medley. The instrumental instruments does.

But that was before Vil's Overblot and Mascarade Event’s theme, where the chorus and choir became the main leading of the music. In a kinda latin language with Dies Irea's leitmotif, choir become the medley's core and identity.

In popular culture, the choir is generally used as reference to Medieval Age’s music and its esthetics, real or dreamed . From Historical productions such as in Kingdom of Heaven (a Historical Movie setting during the early years of the Crusades) to Fantasy realms Lord of the Rings’s trilogy, we can tell that kinda of music had a special power to increase emotions and ambiance in a song.

In Overblot Malleus's theme, the choir became an extension of the Dragon-Fea’s power and personality. Giving to his character so much strength and presence, just like with Davy Jones's organ and it make a tribute to Sleeping Beauty’s soundtrack. One of the particularity of this Classic Disney Animation Picture, it's one of the very few movie from Disney's Silver Age, than doesn't have song like we see it in Cinderella or in Alice in Wonderland. As explained by cinema historian, Charles Solomo, in the documentary Picture Perfect: The Making of Sleeping Beauty [link], those kind of “Broadway like song“ doesn't fit to that world made of the gorgeous detailed background designed by Eyvind Earl or the music score inspired by Tchaikovsky's Sleeping Beauty Ballet. Only songs in the movie are Once upon a Dream and choirs. Theses ones can be found in several track in the score. One of them, “Aurora's Return/Maleficent's Evil Spell“, is in my opinion, one of most powerful and representative of that directive for Sleeping Beauty's music. At one point of track a eerie and dark voice can be heard and as its materialize Maleficent's presence when Aurora is hypnotize by the curse.

Those choir segments supporting the narrative and characterizing each protagonists. Just like it's happen with Malleus's Overblot theme !

In Malleus's Overblot theme, alongside the choir, the second main leading instrument is the cello. The using of that particular string instruments in the track make a easter egg to both Malleus’s personal talents as to Diasomnia Dorm's music theme.

Cello, as other stringed instruments, are very often used in movie, video-game or musical composition because of a rich palette of tones and sounds that those musicals instruments can create and so increase emotions. Notes created by cellos are know to be rich and deep, and how depending how it played, it can express joy and light ambiance as epic, nostalgic world, mysteries or tension and terror.

The slight presence electric guitar (recurring in the Overblot music track) give an extra sensation of danger and tension in the medley, but without shadowing the leading of the chorus and the cello. It sound like lightings bolts, and each time the electric guitar is heard it increase choir's powers in the narrative of the medley with attacking notes. Giving the feeling that we are caught into a storm.

Conjuring the Dragon

As we start listening Malleus Overblot's theme, we fall into some dark or gothic fey world, more that Diasomnia Dorm's. Despite the presence of a electric guitar sound, the music had the same feels as Maleficent's themes from Sleeping Beauty. In fact the very first notes are very similars or at least sharing the same tones than some of Maleficent's leitmotif in “Aurora's Return/Maleficent's Evil Spell“ or in her music entrance.

The musictrack is divise in five segments. First, it start with a very aery voice sound, as we can found in mysterious or dark music track and then the storms began, leading by the choir. With the cello and the electric guitar, its give at that moment (and is reinforce in game by the image of Malleus in his Overblot form), that we are facing some kind of powerful Lord or a Dark Dragon. Malleus had a very complex personality and as far we know, at his core, ins't a evil character. But he is a Dragon-Fea and he had dark powers. If someone put in danger the persons he will care about (friends, family...), he will riposte with all his might and once of thoses times where Malleus's powers are show as dangerous and dark because its are beyond mortal understanding and standard, not as evil. It's true that consequences of some Malleus's actions are terrifying because of his non-human nature and can show him as the Dragon, the most dangerous foe of tales and legends, as the storm parts of the Overblot music despict it.

And at the middle of the music track, just between the two storms part, for a brief moment a calm, noble music segment is played. Its the same medley than the rest of the track but the tone is completely different as tone and ambience from what had been previously heard, even if there is still a certain tension in it. In fact Malleus Overblot's theme where there is a such calm. Yes it's true that in Leona Overblot's theme there is a kinda of “pause“ in the music but the same amount of epic tension. It's sound like if the character taking a short break, checking if everyone is is okay before return to battle. In Malleus's if we got same general medley but the music tale an other aspect of that character, of that Dragon, at the opposite of the Dark Dragon previously depicted. In that segment, the cello leading the music instead of the choir which became calm like lamentation, giving a powerful, melancholic and noble ambiance to the music before the storm restart and end once again on the eerie voice and notes.

That melancholic noble music caught in the storm show all the balance between light and dark that Malleus carries with him during his personal journey. Give him an aura of nobility and danger as we can found it in the Malzeno's theme or Elder Dragons ( Amatsu, Alatreon or Shagaru Magala) from Monster Hunter for exemple.

Right at the beginning and at the end of the track we got some slight but clear notes of piano. Like cello, that chordophone instrument (musical instrument that use both stringed and percussion (ref, Britanica)), can create intense and emotional ambience. It's true that I wished to heard some organ note in that music track, which could fit to the medieval gothic leitmotif of Diasmonia Dorm but I think it would change the characterization of Malleus in the music track. Organs are, in popular cultures and soundtracks very very bond to the figure of the Evil Lords such as Ganondorf in Ocarina of Time or Dracula in his many adaptations from movies to video-games or it played by shady antagonists like Davy Jones or Erik, the Phantom of the Opera. Even there it's cannon that Malleus know to play organs (Endless Halloween event), it's a piano. To listen those cold and sad notes, featuring a eerie voice, as opening and ending of Malleus Overblot's music theme, give us the ton of the music but also of the character it depicts. In plus to reinforce the feeling of melancholy, its contrast with the storms that reign in most of the track. Like the calm noble leitmotif, the piano show the “softer“, tragic and lonely side of Malleus beyond his dangerous and scaring first apparence and nature as a Dragon and a Dark Fea.

As I was writing that post, I discover that during the battle between the Knight of Dawn and Maleonora, Malleus's Mother, the Overblot can be heard and that discovery make more deeper to Malleus. Making it more personal to Malleus than it's already etablished in the music itself. Far more than I originally suspected.

During the last showdown between the Knight and Maleonora ant their tragic ending, the use of the Overblot's theme don't make that scene feels like one of Maleficient in the original picture or only reflecting the way the Humans sees Maleonora. As a dark witch, a monster.

The Overblot's theme show her as royal princess, a Crown-Heir and a mother that will do everything in her power to protect her people, the persons she love and her child. Between him and his mother there is big similarities, and not just physical. Malleus had indeed inherited some of Maleonora's traits, but in his heart and his general personality, Malleus is more close to his father Lord Revan, as it's confirmed by Lilia.

"Just like his father, he is a kind person who ins't able to be ruthless“ "(Episode 7 Ruler of the Abbys Part 6, chapter 99)

At the end, that Overblot's theme not just a dungeon's final boss theme or a musical representation of the Arc's aesthetic.

Even more than Diasomnia bgm, this is Malleus Draconia's Theme. Not just his Overblot. His theme, as character, like we discover in both Diasomnia's trailer and Twisted Wonderland's Story. That music score give us more clues about who Malleus really is.

That music can be seen as the refection of Malleus's complex personality. Noble and benevolent, fierce and powerful ..

Both the Greatest Foe than the Devoted Protector.

Thank you for reading this review/analysis about Malleus. I hope you enjoyed it :-)

Lucy Floyen

Musictrack link : [Twisted Wonderland BGM - Overblot Malleus] (Soundcloud)

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland bgm #twst bgm #malleus draconia #malleus overblot #malleus bgm #fiction and lore chronicles

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