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reallyromealone · 2 months

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Title: growing

Fandom: twisted wonderland

Pairing: Lilia vanrouge x reader

Warnings: omegaverse, Omega male reader, alpha Lilia, baby malleus, married life, slight au, fluff

Notes: none

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Lilia smiled at his mate, the Omega guarding their little egg so well in their nest "hello starlight..~" (name) let Lilia kiss his fingers before the former knight now king interlaced them "how are you fairing..?" His voice tender as (name) gently traced his fingers on the egg "he's almost ready" (name) whispered with hushed excitement and Lilia looked fondly at his mate, the dragon fae having been communicating with the egg.

"Our little malleus is already so strong~" he cooed at the newborn hatchling who snuggled into (name), still to young to be out of dragon from as he needed warmth consistently from (name) till his own flame grew within "he's very curious.." (name)s voice soft and delicate as he scratched under the dragons chin "Soon I'll teach him how to light things on FIRE" the calm Omega has a manic grin on his face and Lilia looked fondly at his mate as their son nibbled on (name)s finger, no fangs yet but that was to be expected.

Lilia never expected the firstborn Omega son to fall for him, the royal family though very active for their people were fairly reclusive in nature and the fact he rejected any and all suitors to pursue Lilia as in fae culture; omegas pursued their desired mate.

"Malleus we don't bite" (name) chastised his little pup who made a little hissing noise and stomped his front paws angrily "behave little hatchling" Lilia lifted the little dragon who looked frustrated at his tiny little legs as he made little sounds "yes yes, I know little one" Lilia was so sweet this life he helped create, he loved his precious son so much.

It wasn't till Malleus was around a year old when he could finally transform, tumbling to follow his parents around "papapapapa!" He said happily as he chased down Lilia, the king smiling at the boy who clung to his legs "my my, hello spitfire" Lilia grinned before leaning down to the boy who bonked his tiny horned head against his, apparently it was a draconic way of greeting, precious though the horns didn't feel great.

But Lilia would never complain.

"You have been getting very fast these days, soon papa won't be able to keep up~" Lilia lifted malleus into his arms and continued his walk, Malleus babbling as they walked down the endless halls.

"Let's see what your Dam is up to, yes?"

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mermaidfanficlibrary · 6 days

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DADDY ISSUES | Platonic Lilia x Male reader

Characters: Lilia

Summary: Lilia can't help but notice how weird you act around him

Warnings: Truama, Daddy Issues

a/n: This is based on the song Daddy Issues by The Neighborhood

Word count: 1.6K

You always seemed to hang around Lilia. Everyone noticed this and whenever there was Lilia, you were not too far behind following him wherever he went. Lilia didn’t mind it all too much. He adored your company, but a burning concern was evident. Your behavior with him was more that of a child than a friend.

Lilia would often see you seeking his approval for things, acting elated when he said he was proud of you. And when there was ever a hint of disappointment in his voice, you would try to prove yourself to him. You showed off your grades in class to him and always asked him if it was good enough. But he never needed you to prove anything to him.

Lilia had decided to visit you at your dorm one day, there wasn’t any particular reason for his visit other than the fact that he wanted to see you. He was concerned when he heard Sebek talk about how low you seemed to be acting during class. You were very disappointed and sulking on your bed.

Lilia knocked gently on the door, not wanting to disturb you if you were busy, however, your groaning was signal enough that you weren’t. He could have opened the door, but it’s more fun to teleport inside instead. Once he had teleported inside, he noticed you curled up in your bed and covered by your blankets. What were you so upset about?

You didn’t even notice Lilia was inside your dorm and watching your covered form rise and fall. Soft sobs could be heard from the blanket. You were muttering to yourself, apologizing to no one in particular. Although that’s what it seemed like.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! Please don’t be mad…”

Earlier, during class, you had received your grade on a pretty important assignment. It wasn’t as heavy as a project, but it didn’t matter much to you. You needed a good grade, at least 90%. The reason? To make him happy.

But when you saw something lower, your heart sank. You felt like you died right then and there. It was 81%, a low B. This wasn’t good enough; you felt like you weren’t good enough. Whenever your grades weren't A's you never felt good enough.

That’s what lead you to being curled up on your bed, covered in your blankets and tears streaming down your face with the assignment held close to your chest. Lilia’s gaze on you was full of concern. His presence was made aware when he sat on your bed, a gentle hand placed on your side.

“What’s wrong, Y/n?”

Your body stiffened when you heard his voice. Why was he here now? No you couldn’t mentally handle facing him. Not with all the worse case scenarios brimming within your mind; it was driving you crazy.

A deep sigh could be heard from beneath the blankets you were covered in, breaking up the onslaught of sobbing. Your head peaked out from the soft fabric draped over your body. Teary, e/c eyes met deep red ones that flooded with concern. You tried to speak but choked up, not being able too when you saw the concern within Lilia.

You had buried your head into the pillow, not wanting to face him. How could you when you knew how he would react. At least how you thought he would. You answered his question, voice mumbled due to the pillow you shoved against your face.

“I…I can’t tell you…”

Lilia placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, entangling the soft blanket within his fingertips. He scooted closer to you, wanting to know what was truly wrong. If it wasn’t the grade, then what had you so upset? Lilia had decided to question you further with a determination to understand why you were so unhappy.

“Why can’t you tell me?”

You sat up, the blankets falling off your body as your h/c hair was disheveled and messy. Lilia wanted to comb it and fix it, but now was not the time for that. You sniffled and tried to dry your tears with one hand as your other one handed him the sheet of paper. Your voice was now weak and dry from crying.

“Because…of this…”

You placed the sheet of paper into his lap, the red marker in the corner burned into your mind. It made you want to sob just as hard again. Lilia took the paper into his hands with great care. He read the red marking in the corner, the percentage. He was quite impressed, considering the topic and knowing it was Trien’s class.

“An 81? That’s pretty good. Professor Trien can be a hard grader. Is the grade why you’re so upset?”

You simply shook your head silently. It wasn’t exactly the grade that had upset you, but you didn’t feel ready to confess to him. Your body shuddered as you struggled to hold back sobs. You tried so hard to keep your composure in front of him. Lilia only held sympathy within his eyes, and his voice was unsettlingly gentle.

“Then why are you so upset?”

You pulled your head out of the pillow, eyes bloodshot and covered in tears. You kept your head low and looking onto your lap that was covered by blankets. Sniffles were the only thing heard in your room for a while until your meek voice could be picked up. Tears still fell as they soaked into your bedsheets.

“It’s not good enough…”

Lilia felt a bit bewildered. He was more than impressed with the grade, and he felt so much pride for you. More questions were raised in his head. However, instead of asking more questions, Lilia decided on comforting you first. He wanted to affirm within your mind that the grade was good enough.

“It is, Y/n.”

You shook your head violently at his words. You tried your best to explain through sniffling and stuttering. Without even realizing you had begun ranting even though the information you were giving was vague. You tried your best to explain through choked sobs.

“No it isn’t! Back home, he would always expect good grades. Nothing below an A. It had to be perfect… It always had to be perfect, I always had to be perfect… And if I wasn’t… Well it always hurt when he reprimanded me… So I thought, if I didn’t show you perfect grades or did something to disappoint you then you would be upset with me too… ”

Your sudden rant had caught him off guard. Confusion and concern flurried within his mind, his eyes lingering on your tear stained face as you continued to cry. Several questions flooded his mind, but one was more repetitive than the rest. Lilia’s hand slipped into yours, squeezing it gently.

“Who are you talking about?”

Your hands were starting to shake. You just had processed what you had shared with him, and you blushed feeling incredibly embarrassed for venting to him. You pulled out your phone with your free hand, opening the photo app and scrolling to pictures that were taken a couple of years back. You turned your phone, so Lilia could see the photos

Lilia took great care to analyze the photos you were sharing. He understood that you were done trying to talk, knowing that you would sob even if you opened your mouth slightly. With his free hand, he swiped through the photos and saw you, but you were younger.

Next to you was an older man. He had gray strands within his h/c hair. The man looked like you but if you were much older. Lilia had assumed that this man that stood next to you was your father, your biological dad.

The pictures only explained who you were talking about. Lilia was still very confused on your ranting. Were you implying your father wasn’t a good father? Lilia only gave you a silent look of uncertainty.

There was a mix of anger and perplexity within Lilia’s mind. How could someone that was supposed to be your parent treat you so horribly. Suddenly, you silently showed him the text messages you had with your father before. It solidified the anger Lilia was harboring.

That’s when the pieces started to fall

You saw him as a father.

Lilia placed a gentle hand on your shoulder as you put your phone away. You tilted your head to look into those caring red eyes, ones you wished your father saw you with. But here he was, and maybe not as a replacement. Lilia was willing to be the father you never truly had.

He placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, the graded paper now fully discarded. Lilia was solely focused on making you feel better. He wanted nothing more than to ease your anxiety and show that you were good enough. That he was proud of you, and that’s when he said those magic words.

“If you were my little boy, I would do whatever I could do.”

All of them made you feel so much better. That “bad grade” was solved through small study groups with Silver and Lilia helping you and Malleus joining when he could. Sebek of course tried and you appreciated it. You appreciated all of their efforts for helping you, for making you feel safe.

From that point on, Lilia had invited you to Diasomnia almost every day. Some, Sebek, found your presence slightly odd but warmed up to it. Silver was more than welcoming because he trusted his father’s judgement. And of course Malleus was very excited to have you around more often.

This was what family felt like. You didn’t have to bear the thought of your father being mad at you anymore. No more fearing disappointment. It was only ever approval from Lilia and encouragement when you felt set back. Diasomnia became your found family; you were finally home.

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

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laurentdiroseti · 2 years

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{Lilia Vanrouge x gn/MC}

“don't be afraid of the dark, my dear”

Tags: darkness, hidden, gentle, bite, whispers, teasing

After taking supplementary history lessons with Trein you were walking down the corridor on your way home when you heard a sudden blast. A shudder made your body jolt and you involuntarily closed your eyes. When calm reigned again, you opened your eyelids at a slow pace and darkness bathed your vision.

You remained silent as you tried to see something, but there was no light at all. Or that’s what you thought when a lightning stroke and the windows patterns reflected on the wall and contrasted a well-known figure.

MC: “Lilia?”

Lilia: “what a shame, I wanted to surprise you, my dear”.

Surprise he says, it would’ve been more correct to say he scared you to death for a moment.

Hand on your chest and an exhalation and he was already in front of you. You jumped a little inadvertently, gotta admit you should know he is like this, but it is hard to get used to his behavior.

Lilia: “scared already?”

MC: “should I be?”

Lilia: “we’re alone in a deserted corridor and you can’t see a thing, while I can see everything…”

Lilia’s voice sounded like he was behind you. His hands moved from your knees all the way to the middle of your thighs, so slowly you could feel the light grasp of his fingers all the way up. You kept your air in as he was mischievously trying to tease you. Your objective was to keep your cool just in case someone could hear you. But your stone wall broke when you felt his hands point towards your inner thighs. Although you wanted to close your legs as fast as you could, the tension was too strong and you were too weak to fight it, which made you shiver lightly as you tried to hold back your voice. Maybe this was too much for you, it was scary not to be able to see. To felt somehow belittle being incapable to see.

Lilia was fast to know something was going on with you. He has never seen you that nervous and it was never his intention to make you feel uncomfortable. He softly took your hand and left a gentle kiss on it.

Lilia: “worry not, my dear. Never, in all my years, have I ever made a woman cry, at least not in a way she wouldn’t want to”.

Your blood rose up to your cheeks, hard to stay still after such a statement. Lilia could clearly see your cheeks getting redder and redder which made him smile even more. His facial expression became sharper, though you would never know among all that darkness. Not until a pair of glowing eyes invade your vision field. You could tell Lilia was standing upside down by the shape of his stare.

Lilia: “hold your horses, dear”.

His vivid purple eyes got lost between a curtain of smoke, as if he evaporated right there.

The imminent sound of steps made you stand on guard. Did he say that to warn you? Wait a moment, who is approaching you?

You felt Lilia’s hands grab you by the waist and move your body one step back. Your whole back and dérrière were touching a hard surface. But that’s impossible, you thought, he’s not that tall, right? Who is behind you? You would start to panic if it wasn't for the sound of Lilia’s voice in your ear: “sshhh…” he whispered. He was in his true-form you supposed, that would explain how he can rest his chin on your head.

XXXX: “…is someone there?”

It crossed your mind to ignore it so you could evade an interaction, but it would be suspicious not to answer him you. And, since you couldn’t see him he could bump into you. To help your indecisive self, Lilia applied some pressure to your waist as an indication to answer him.

MC: “yes! I’m MC”.

XXXX: “oh, MC. It’s me, Silver. I was walking when the blackout happened. I thought I could take advantage of it and started sleepwalking, but I heard something in this direction and came to check if everything was in order”.

Just when you wanted to answer him, Lilia’s leg moved between your thighs as his hands grabbed you possessively by the waist, making sure you wouldn't escape. He was pressing your body down to his leg, making friction with your intimate part.

Silver: “MC? I suppose you don’t know the building as well as I do since you’re in first year, want me to use my magic to create a light?”

MC: “N- NO! No, it’s okay, it’s a corridor. I just have to keep walking straight and that’s it…”

Silver: “…I suppose that makes sense”.

Lilia started teasing your neck by leaving soft kisses. His cold lips repeatedly kissing the back of your neck sent shivers down your spine and nearly made you moan. If it wasn’t for his hand covering your mouth, you would have exposed yourself. But you couldn’t help yourself, there was not a single part of your body that wasn’t caressed by him. You tried to keep your composure when he stopped kissing you, but what a fool you were. His cold breath ascended from your neck all the way to your ear, the perfect height to whisper in an almost inaudible deep voice:

Lilia: “sshh… we don’t want my son to hear you”.

Involuntarily you closed your tighs, worsening the situation since now he could feel your pulsations in his leg, which made him increase the pressure against your lower part. This was enough to let a tear fall down to Lilia’s hand on your mouth. Not satisfied with just one, he began to move his leg back and forth. You could only grab his other hand in your waist as a way to silently protest. Sorry for you, he was too occupied running his tongue along your neck to pay attention to your weak escaping try.

Silver: “then, I’ll be taking my leave, see you around”.

Lilia moved his hand away from your mouth to let you answer Silver.

MC: “se- see you…”

Then, he covered your mouth again, prepared for the loud moan you would make once his fangs pierce through your skin.

It didn’t feel painful, just incredibly warm. After he made sure to remember the taste of your blood, in a fragment of a second the lights were back on and he returned back to his short form floating upside-down as he normally does.

Lila: “make sure to use this corridor again and don’t be scared of the dark, my dear”.

He said, leaving a soft kiss on your cheek. Then he disappeared in thin air leaving you like a mess, sat on the floor, tears of pleasure falling from your chin, redder than a ripen apple, shivers in your lower part and with a bite mark on you.

To check if your shirt was bloodstained you touched your neck just to find Lilia left a band-aid on it.

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twistedwonderworm · 10 months

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Don't worry, I'm here (TWST FLUFF)

Pairing: Lilia Vanrouge x M!reader

Warnings: panic attack

Word count: 474

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Lilia knew that Y/N suffered from anxiety, but he had never seen him have a panic attack. He thanked his lucky stars that he hadn’t. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to handle seeing his beloved in that state of distress. Though, he should have known that good things like that don’t last forever.

He was walking to the mirrors after school so that he could get to Diasomnia when he stumbled upon an almost horrifying sight. Y/N was standing not too far away, having a panic attack. He saw another person hurrying away, possibly the one who had caused it. An Octavinelle student by the color of the arm band. He’d have to have a talk with Azul later, but for now he had to help Y/N.

He had never calmed anyone from a panic attack, but he just leapt into action anyway. He had to do something. It broke his heart to see his boyfriend like this. He gently grabbed his hands first, having heard that some people dug at his skin during panic attacks.

“It’s okay, dear,” he said softly, releasing his hands to gently wrap his arms around him, “I’m here. I’ll help you through this.” The fae expected his partner to shove him away as he read that some people don’t like to be touched during times like this, but Y/N surprised him by clinging to him.

"I’m sorry you had to see me like this…” the human sobbed into his shoulder. He was shaking like a leaf and hyperventilating. He really needed to calm him down before he passed out.

“It’s fine,” he reassured him, placing a gentle kiss on his temple. One of his hands gently rubbed Y/N's back, “Let’s get you to your dorm so you can rest for the day.”

Y/N’s grip tightened on Lilia as he shook his head, “Can we go to your room instead please? I just want to be with you today. You make me feel safe...” he looked up at the fae nervously, “U-Unless I’d just be in the way… I don’t want to be a nuisance.”

“Nonsense!” The fae exclaimed happily, “I would love to let you rest in my room. We could even play video games if it’ll make you feel better.”

Y/N smiled and nodded, “I would really like that.” he said, “I just have to get a message to Grim so he’s not worried when I don’t return to the dorm.”

“Lilia smiled, “I’ll get Sebek to give him the message. I don’t want my darling to be walking all over the campus in this state. Let’s just focus on getting you to Diasomnia so we can both relax.”

Y/N nodded and followed his little fae through the mirror to his dorm. He knew he was safe with Lilia, so that brought him a little comfort.

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a-midnight-rabbit-writes · 4 months

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Eternally Yours

Lilia x Male!Reader

Traveling the world decades before the birth of Briar Valley’s draconic prince, a lonesome fae general’s forbidden romantic affair ends in tragedy

CW: MINOR SPOILERS FOR BOOK SEVEN, blood, character death, religious guilt, angst, hurt no comfort

Word count: 538

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The anguished howl of your name was the only thing that disturbed the eerily peaceful slumber of the forest.

There was no moonlight to reflect off the sharp silver blade that lay abandoned at your feet, its task now completed by whatever unclean hand that had wielded it. Your garments were defiled by a horrid dark stain, so deep a red that in the night-cloaked mountains of the Shaftlands it appeared almost black. The staggering rise and fall of your chest began to slow as you fought for your last remnants of consciousness.

“Lilia?” You croaked, as the fae fell to his knees at your side, your unfocused eyes meeting his.

The humble wooden rosary that the fae had never once seen you without, even during your lovemaking sessions, now lay discarded upon the forest floor, the cord snapped as if brutally torn from your neck during a struggle, wooden beads scattered in the darkness, some now stained with red. Lilia could still see you so clearly, only days before, fingers delicately trailing across the beads, one by one, his sharp fae hearing picking up your quiet murmurs of prayer as he watched you from afar, fixated on your familiar form.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death, Amen.

Immersing himself in his travels after the death of his beloved lifelong friends, Briar Valley’s princess and her husband, the former general had eventually found himself traversing the Shaftlands, wandering between large cities, and some smaller mountain towns. You had been only one of many missionaries sent out from Fleur City that Lilia had come across during these times, and yet you were the only one who had ever stood out to him. The only man who ever seemed to draw him in, in a way that he had never quite been enticed before. He still felt little love for the human race as a whole; that feeling was reserved for you alone, though he swore that those words would never pass his lips.

Neither of you were quite sure of when it started, or how, two men, a human and a fae, became so passionately intertwined. Lilia had no interest in the words that filled the worn, leather-bound book you carried with you. It was only your lips on his that ever seemed to set his heart ablaze.

It was a sin, you had told him countless times, between panting breaths, and interlocked lips and fingers brushing exposed skin. Legs entangled in forbidden bliss, hands anchored on hips hard enough to leave dappled reminders of midnight affairs upon your skin come the morning light as you feebly attempted to brush off the shame that was so clearly illuminated by the rising sun.

Gently cradling your head in his hands, his fingers smeared with your drying blood, Lilia choked out your name as a steady chill began to sink its fangs deep within you.

“Lilia…” You responded weakly, a thin stream of red trickling past your lips. The light in your eyes was swiftly leaving, but your unfaltering gaze never left his.

“I’m more than willing,” you whispered, your voice now barely there. “To rot in Hell with you.”

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A/N: was in an angsty mood on the train, and happened to be listening to Eternally Yours by Motionless In White, so that’s where this came from. As usual, reblogs/comments are always appreciated!!

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major-floyd-and-lilia-simp · 6 months

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Once Upon A Dream

Lilia x Male Reader

Notes: i am primarily going off of what my gf has told me about Malleus's overblot. (Which is a lot lmao) And changing a few things obviously. I play on the international server. So we literally just got like, the first part of it anyway. Plus, im still on Savanaclaw.

Description: after Malleus's overblot happens, those affected are working on recovery. Until Malleus tells Lilia that (Name)—you—still haven't woken up. Lilia can't come to terms with the fact he might've lost (Name).

TW: mentions of war, death and descriptions of hopelessness.

Lilia didn't make a noise when it happened. Hell, his face didn't even move much save for falling into a neutral expression.

If it was anyone but Malleus or Silver who told the elder fae what happened, then they would've thought the man didn't care. But Malleus knew. He's known Lilia the entirety of his short life. He and Silver were the only ones who knew the subtle changes in Lilia.

Malleus knew Lilia didn't blame him. Overblots, they're uncontrollable. At least it wasn't painful. And there was still the chance (Name) was still alive. Just in a very deep sleep. That didn't stop the dragon fae from blaming himself. If he had just been more diligent against his own self-

A small hand on his shoulder pushed through Malleus's quickly darkening thoughts. Lilia was looking up at him, expression unreadable but the careful touch was clear as day.

The elder fae was doing his best to hold himself together, and he needed Malleus to tell the others the news.

Lilia didn't understand why news of (Name) not waking hit him as it did. It wasn't like he was dead. And it wasn't like Lilia has lost people to harder things before. He was in a war for fucks sake.

Perhaps it was because this happened at the hand of someone he held dear. He didn't blame Malleus. It was unintentional after all. So he didn't think it was that. He couldn't say it was just because he cared for (Name), because although he did, he would've had a much more outward reaction had something happened to Sebek or, seven forbid, Silver instead.

So why did he feel so numb. As if his heart had been torn from his chest still beating. As if every nerve in his body was simultaneously electrified and dead. It felt like he had lost something he didn't have in the first place.

The only other explanation, was that he loved (Name), but to come to that conclusion, one he already knew but buried deep, would be to admit that he was too weak to admit it, and now he'll never get that chance.

He was a fool.

He wandered into his room. There was a semi-vacant look in his eyes. That meant that (Name) has been in this deep slumber for a week now. Lilia just figured he was still recuperating, too busy making sure his dormmates and family were okay to spare much thought to the Ramshackle human. And Silver took longer than Sebek or Malleus or himself to recover so he thought nothing of it.

He was such a fool.

He was wandering. There wasn't an aim to where he went, but he found himself pulled towards the infirmary. Perhaps...

He shook his head. It was a one time thing, breaking Silver's curse when he was a babe. He doubted it could work again. He didn't even know how he managed it either. But still his feel carried him to the infirmary and to (Name)'s bed. Grim was curled up on his chest, awake but silent for once, while Ace and Deuce sat at his bedside, fast asleep on each other. They must've been here all week.

Lilia took a seat, staring at the man on the bed. He wanted to reach out so badly. The feeling of hope bubbled in his chest as he thought that maybe he could wake the sleeping human. Maybe.

Seven, he was so much a fool.

He reached out, his hand covering the Ramshackle prefect's, praying to whatever would listen. For what, he didn't know but he chanted "please" like a mantra in his head, nothing passing his lips save for a few shallow breaths.

Nothing happened.

Lilia deflated, the hope dying in his chest as he leaned forward. Waterlogged pain made itself known as it pricked at his tearducts, threatening to break him. His forhead pressed to (Name)'s shoulder, and he released a shaky breath. Grim had fallen asleep. He must've been exhausted as he was silent. The only sound in the room was Ace and Deuces steady breaths and the old fae's own shaky ones.

He didn't notice the change in (Name)'s breathing.

He didn't notice the subtle twitch of his eyelids

He did notice when a cool hand turned under his, and lightly grasped his own.

Lilia's heart clenched in his chest as his head shot up, magenta meeting (eye color). "I had the strangest dream." (Name) whispered, his voice raspy from misuse. "I dreamt that we were dancing in the woods...and it was only us."

Lilia didn't notice when the tears finally fell as he dragged (Name) close into a tight hug, laughter bubbling on his lips.

#☆mfals - writes☆#lilia #lilia x male reader #male reader #lilia x reader #lilia x masc reader #we're gonna ignore that i accidentally posted this without tags at first

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ajaxsprettyboy · 10 months

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I’ve got some stuff in the works.

I talk to myself in my notes app when I’m throwing out ideas for writings ngl.

I frl only ever talk abt my faves FEEL FREE TO REQ SUMN !!

#snow.writes #twst x reader #twst lilia #lilia x reader #lilia vanrouge #twst lilia x reader #twst smut #lilia smut #Lilia is so fucking hot oh my fucking GOD #Lilia vanrogue x reader #twst x male reader #Lilia x male reader

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angelhairpastawithherbs · 7 months

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Grim: How'd your date with the hobgoblin go?

Yuu: ???

Lilia: Oh deary me, was I third wheeling that whole time? Apologies, Yuu.

Yuu: ???

he's the hobgoblin now and forever

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thesilliestangel4ever · 1 year

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May i request a headcanon for Lilia x rival male reader?

The context for the rivalry was they fought each other during the fae human war amd now all these years later, they're together.

Hope you like it!

" What a surprising turn of events! " For many, many long years- Lilia was your arch nemesis. So how come he's your lover now?

Includes: Lilia Vanrouge

Warnings: Male reader, likely OOC (I'm not completely caught up on the main story!), very messily written! Lilia and reader are boomers

|| fem aligned dni!

Lilia Vanrouge ♡

As I don't know that much about fae lore, I'm under the assumption that it was a long time ago? (So I'm writing the reader as an 'immortal' human, kind of)

Your first impression of Lilia was that he was an annoying and cruel fae. You hated him with all your might.

He hated you, too. He thought you were just a dumb and naive human.

You two could fight each other forever, and you'd always fight until the other tires out and retreats. For some reason, you never killed him. And he never killed you.

This continued for a long time, even after the fae human war you still quarrelled daily.

Though, everytime you saw him- you got this feeling in your chest. One you had never felt before. You assumed it was genuine hatred, and didn't question it further.

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A few years pass and you still hate Lilia. He's annoying and wont stop pestering you. You two still fight each other, but its not as intense as it once was.

It seems like over the years, he's gotten less serious and a bit more playful. He teases you a lot more than he used too. He truly is insufferable.

Now that you think about it, it doesn't seem like Lilia truly hates you. Do you hate him? Of course you do! That's the only explanation for that weird feeling you get in your chest whenever you see him.

But you think to yourself, "Is being around him truly that bad?" Before scoffing and scolding yourself for thinking of such things.

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More years pass and you and Lilia seem to be on... Okay-ish terms? Your relationship with him is extremely confusing to not only outsiders, but yourself aswell.

It seems your fights have turned into playful wrestling and fist fights, and you've started to tease him back a bit.

Maybe Lilia wasnt as bad as you thought he was? Though you weren't sure how you should feel about that.

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As the years slowly passed by, you and Lilia started to become friends. Its funny to think about-- the man you thought was so horrible when you first met him, suddenly being your best friend?

Yet, nothing seems to explain this feeling you get, each time you see him. You begin to question how you truly feel about him, turning to other sources to figure out just what he is to you. You had never felt this way about another person before, as you were always focusing on other things much more important. So why did you feel this way around him?

Consulting different acquaintances, friends, family members, books- all of them gave you the same answer, each time. "You're in love." Preposterous! As if you'd fall for the man you once thought as your nemesis.

But, what other explanation is there, other than love? ... Do you love Lilia...? No way in hell! I mean, even if you did he would never feel the same way! Right? ...Right?

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You don't remember how many years have passed since you and Lilia saw each other as enemies, but you know it's been a very, very long time. Especially since you and him are now walking down the streets, hands intertwined with one another.

You seemed like a newlywed couple to passerbys, and it felt like it to you both. Every experience with Lilia is always filled with laughter and positivity, never ever does he bore you, for he is such an unpredictable being. Honestly, he makes you feel like a young schoolboy in love all over again.

"Lilia?" you say. "Yes, my dearest? " He replies, giving you a gentle yet playful smile. " Do you remember when we were younger? How we'd always fight?" You ask. He hums playfully in response. "Well how could I not? You've got quite a nasty punch to you! ♡" He chuckled. You lightly shove him and tell him to shush.

" Y'know, I was convinced I hated you, even when we were on friendly terms. I think I've had feelings for you since the beginning, though." You said, as he chuckled; "Heh, you just can't resist me can you?" Earning him a playful smack on the head

Sorry, this was a bit rushed! Please let me know if i made any mistakes or if you'd like me to redo this!

Read my rules before requesting, please!

#audinya headcanons !#twst lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge #lilia x reader #twst lilia #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia x male reader #lilia vanrouge x male reader #twst x male reader

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reallyromealone · 6 months

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Bunny butlers and Tamagotchis

Lilia x male reader

Reader is the butler of Riddle and Riddle is tired of (name) focusing all his attention on the teen and sends him to go socialize, he does more than socialize

🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇

(name) was dutiful to his young master, Riddle was his main priority and he was constantly fretting over him and riddle? Riddle loved his butler, he was a close confidant and father figure to him but... (name) needed a life outside of him.

How was someone more rigid than Riddle? Many of the dorm members would ask, seeing (name) work with a seriousness like no other, dedication and pride to ensuring Riddle was consistently cared for, though Riddle did notice... One thing.

(Name)s passing glances to Prince Malleus' guard Lilia, it was always brief but Riddle knew that bunny eared butler like no one else, also be saw his tail wiggle whenever he looked at the guard.

(Name) was confused as he was sent on a mission of sorts-- well he wasn't sure what it was exactly, his young master telling him "you must go socialize! Though I appreciate your obedience and loyalty you need something outside of /me/!" The teen huffed and (name)s ears drooped slightly but he complied slightly, and that's how he ended up at a cafe sipping tea and eating carrot cake, having never really done anything outside of tending to his young master since his teen years he accumulated quite a savings and the first thing he thought of getting was a slice of cake

"(Name)?" A voice oh so familiar called out and the bunny- butler looked to see the one and only Lilia, oh gosh did (name) look presentable?! The bodyguard walked to (name) with a smile "my my, the butler actually gets a day off?" He asked with a slight tease, the butler looked a bit confused "the young master has requested... I take time and socialize"

"May I socialize with you?" Lilia asked holding his sweet drint by the lid with all five fingersas he sat down, resting his head with a tilt on the hand holding the coffee.

"Not at all"

Eventually Lilia sat beside (name) as they spoke, close in proximity and (name) could smell his colonge as he spoke about various things.

"What's that?" (Name) asked suddenly pointing at a flat egg object attacked to Lilias briefcase bag, it stood out harshly compared to the ornate look of the bag "oh this? It's a human toy called a "Tamagotchi" you take care of a little pet that lives in it, it's like a projection of sorts" he explained taking the toy off the bag and showing (name) who rested his head on Lilias shoulder, the fae trying not to blush at the contact as (name)s tail wiggled excitedly at this fascinating thing "humans are so creative!" He said happily and Lilia was happy (name) took so much excitement in it.

"Have this one" Lilia said putting the toy in (name)s gloved hand and the other looked confused "but this must be so important!"

"I have more, don't worry little bunny" (name) tried not to flush at the nickname but looked so happy with his little toy.

Riddle was pleased with the results and gave more days off throughout the month, at least once a week and (name) took that time to spend it with Lilia, the two going to cafes and gardens and (name) would proudly show how his little virtual pet was thriving "I named him (pet name)" he said happily and Lilia smiled "I'm glad to see you enjoy it so much"

"I have enjoyed it and our time together greatly!" He said practically vibrating with joy and Lilia felt his heart skip, over the time they spent he's grown rather fond of him.

"(Name), may I do something?"

"Of course!"

Lilia tilted his head and kissed him sweetly, (name)s eyes wide as Lilia pulled away and saw the stunned look and began panicking "that was-- I-im --mhf?!" (Name) pulled him back into a kiss and Lilia returned it, gently holding the others face with so much love and care before they pulled away "I like you too..." (Name) was so flustered as he fidgeted and without control he poofed into a small cotton tail on the bench, Lilia chuckling and lifting the bunny in his hold "I like you too, silly rabbit man" he collected their things and began walking "now why don't I show you my collection yes?"

#twisted wonderland x male reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #anime x male reader #anime x reader #lilia x reader #lilia x male reader #lilia x you

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im-just-here-for-the-coffee · 7 months

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👏CAN👏WE👏LABEL👏SHIT👏CORRECTLY👏?

Rant below the cut. Kinda strong language.

FFS im trying to find a Lilia Vanrogue x Male or GN reader because of the sheer amount of dysphoria female readers give me and i thought i found a gn reader one but not even halfway in reader is referred to as a woman and with she/her pronouns.

Lets just ignore the fact that NRC is an all boys school first and just realize that this was intentionally mislabeled and its fucking shitty. It also had x female, male and gn reader in the tags as well, preventing my tag preferences from blocking it from my search. For fucks sake. Don't be an ass and label your fics correctly please? Not every reader is fem, afab, female, whatever. It shouldn't be the default either.

Sincerely,

A very pissed off demiboy.

#lilia x male reader #label your fics right you dunce #male reader #masc reader #rant #strong language #twst #twst x male reader #male readers exist too!#dont be a dick and mislabel your fic

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Title: ❝ Ring Bearer ❞

Synopsis: "The Reader is happy to be sorted into Diasomnia with his charming Lilia, and a promise ring reminds him of their history..."

Ships: Lilia x Fae!Male!Reader

Characters: Reader (you/your), Lila, and Malleus.

Word Count: 2.1k words (Scenario+Drabble)

🛑 Warning: Fem Aligned do not interact with my male works, or it's a block. I have GN work, please read those! 🛑

🛠️ Reader's Features! The only features mentioned for the Reader is their age (over 2,500 years old) which is older then Malleus, and their height being taller then Lilia (either tall or small Lilia is up to you)! ⚒️

🦇ꗥ～ꗥ🌸 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞 🌸ꗥ～ꗥ🦇

∇∇ Oh, you make him feel alive and normal, dearest. You two aren't spring chickens anymore but you both just have a great time together nonetheless.

∇∇ A favorite phrase of his for you both is not exactly the most romantic one, but one he can't deny in the end…

∇∇ "To have, and to hold. To serve, and to be valiant. Til Hell or High Waters."

∇∇ Yes, all Fae around Malleus that the current Queen may know or have sent after him to NRC have a degree of responsibility to him, and you are no different…

∇∇ But you are no ordinary student when you joined the Queen's taskforce at NRC alongside Lilia, you were also given quite a bit of leeway by the young Prince himself as well.

∇∇ Much to Lilia's discontent at Malleus seemingly dismissing you both after orientation, Malleus didn't seem to be doing it out of malicious intent. Well, you can only assume he does not mean any harm, with that slithering smile of his passing his lips before he disappears while you and Lilia have your back turned…

∇∇ You and Lilia are a tad bit frozen, mostly at the audacity rather then the circumstance, but you both end up chuckling. Malleus was always a bit of a troublemaker, one labeled modernly as an "escapee" with an affinity for night time… "Nyctophilia"?

∇∇ "My, dear. It seems Malleus is up for running about, but I think we should leave him be." Lilia says while the students in attendance shuffle in around you both, giving you a small berth of space. "That, or he simply wants to avoid us… Do you think he's hiding something?"

∇∇ Lilia can be a bit protective, you can see his eyes fill with a bit of an untrusting glean, and you had to put your hand in his (when the other students had filed in Diasomnia already) to hold him back.

∇∇ "We knew Malleus could be a handful, we knew he'd find the new freedoms invigorating." You list carefully, but you're far from scolding him with your tone. "Let him run, let him live a little… But if he does something reckless, well, he does not forget what we cannot forgive…"

∇∇ "Oh, my dearest! How devilish and truly punishing you can be!" Lilia beams. It seems you won this one, and Malleus has time to run around. "It seems you're always more lenient with him, but I can see your growing just as devilish as I am."

∇∇ Ah… yes, Malleus has always seen you as the more preferred one to get what he wants. But that doesn't mean you were the one more easily tricked by his trickery of playing people a fool.

∇∇ That would be Malleus playing Lilia the General against the Queen herself. Have you seen Lilia blank as white as a sheet after hearing the Queen say something on his training, only for Malleus to have fudged the truth and gotten them both in a storm. Holding Lilia's hand, you can feel the silver ring under his gloves, hiding from plain sight to protect the image of Diasomnia from their lineage name. But you laugh to yourself...

∇∇ But, if having Malleus hide under your ceremonial robes with puffy cheeks and a defiant huff was funny… Well, you'd gladly tease Lilia any day with him…

∇∇ As long as it's never to break you apart, that is. You're far too smart and in love for that.

🐲ꗥ～ꗥ🌸 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞: 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐫 🌸ꗥ～ꗥ🐲

This time of year has heels and boots clicking and echoing off the castle walls as people rush too and fro for the season. It's about time for a small festival in the name of the Queen, and the rightful Prince of the Kingdom, to enjoy the time they spend stuffed away inside their home pleasantly while the war is edging to a close. The majesty has not seen much rest, and for that, her most trusted advisors have set into motion a plan for joy… no matter how temporary.

The humans amongst the Fae Kingdom that had won loyalty from the shortening royal family had also brought in some flowers for the centerpieces of the tables the regular servants had placed. Oh, but even in all your years would you remember the names of such delicate yet lively little flora…

Dahlias… Sweet Peas… Nerines...Butterweeds… Rice flowers… Just to name the few you found more silly or cool.

The staff have also begun fitting the royal guards amongst the Queen's finest at home in flowing robes to impress the human royalty and their diplomat's that are coming for the final treaty of the season. The robes for warriors are far different from the tight and shapely nature of the scholars' who need to present themselves as such. The warriors are dressed in a fitting white ruffle shirt and black leggings you could easily fight in, but they had to cover the body ceremonially as to not stir the nobles. To cover the warriors was a vest of any color you chose, a basic black hakama inspired wear above the pants, and a black to green chiffon cloak and hood that reached just above the floor.

Having been earlier this morning by the tailors in such sheer but "welcoming" attire, you were mostly walking around the halls with your age-old weapon of choice to stalk and roam the halls for danger before the Queen and her posse arrived. You turn a long corridor by a wide berth as a maid rushes by with notes saying all about her head for food prep, and you start to descend the stairs when you feel a small gust of wind…

The wind picked up only slightly to stop you in your tracks and your sheer cloak and hakama flew a bit upward against it, before dropping silently like it had never happened. You knew something had caused it, and you knew exactly who had done it.

Especially since he was hiding under the hakama and you could feel his warmth against your leggings. You gently pulled up the clothes to get a peak at the Young Masters legs, dressed nicely in ceremonial pants and without any shoes, under your clothes.

"Young Master, you must get dressed for your grandmother's return. The humans may not get to see you, but the returning soldiers will, and you know what Her Highness will say." You speak to him, and his small feet shuffle from what you can see of him.

"I will." Came his small voice, his pronunciation of words nearly perfect for one so young. "But I have found myself a treasure in the old gardens. Lead me to my room without Lilia seeing me."

The order was clear, but you had to chuckle to yourself at the mention of your lover. The grand general was indeed stalking the halls, protecting the castle in the Majesties steed as she dealt with diplomacy. Lilia's face and name would scare the bordering armies into attack most likely, hearing and experiencing his might in battle… It is why the warriors must shroud their person in a chiffon cloak. To not only protect the soldiers identities in this trying time, but to also look elegant and formal in the flowing robes. If only Lilia was willing to wear the cloak without you having to snag it to his buttons to keep it on…

You dropped your clothes around the Prince and you turned around to head the way you came, and felt Malleus not stumble once following you. The corridor was empty except brooms and dusters brought to life by magic cleaning the entryways and ceiling, so you pat the small Prince on the head as you walk.

And coming up from seemingly nowhere, was Lilia himself. The Fae General and most feared military man around…

… And you took his hands on instinct as you two met and you kissed each other's cheeks in greeting, before you both just kissed normally. The thick ruby of his irises dilating with his pupils upon seeing you today. He was without his cloak and his vest was dark red, but was otherwise dressed exactly like yourself.

"My dear…" He greets.

"Sir Charming…" You smile back, before you both raise your guard. Lilia was obviously looking for Malleus, and you have Malleus behind you wanting an escort. "Where is your cloak?"

"Where's the Young Master?" He chuckles with a smile, his eyes closing from how wide it is.

"I'm not the Master's Escort today." Came your answer. You respond by letting go of his hand holding your dominant hand, and you cup his cheek with a feigned look of sincerity. "The Queen's finest dressed you and you leave their finest chiffon in our room?"

"I left it in the sparring room, don't worry. I had the Young Master learning some fencing but the window was open upon my arrival." Lilia explains and leans into your shoulder to give you a chaste kiss. You can lightly hear him mumble. "... And have you gone outside today?"

"Perhaps, but I'll have to go outside soon anyways." You answer, and rub his back as you hug him gently. "But Mr. Vanrouge, I do have a patrol to handle indoors. Perhaps ask the handmaid to the chefs if he tries sneaking from the kitchen again?"

Lilia and you back away, and without either of you backing down, you both relaxed as you cleared yourselves of suspicion. You both kissed each other a little far too passionately then you should in public… but damn, do you two miss the downtime you're both due. A small gust of wind seemed to catch Lilia's attention and he broke the kiss between you, looking around, before patting your shoulders.

"Good seeing you! Meet me tonight?" Lilia rushed, and you nod. "Thank you, I bid you farewell!"

And with a flash of stars and a small puff of green, he was gone for who knows where… you pat your clothes down, and just like you thought, Malleus had rushed off again. You continue your patrol the way you originally were going, heading around the corner and down the staircase of the main hall…

When you hear a small whisper and look over under a table between where the stairs meet. A slim but tall table with a long white cloth gave way to a small boy with dark hair, a boy no higher than your waist.

He held up a slightly dirty silver ring as he came out from under the table and looked at you through the hole in it. He cupped it between his hands afterwards and looked at you in your eyes again. "I wanted to add this to my collection, but it's just a normal silver ring. I saw it from the sparring window."

"Let me take a look at it, maybe I can help you, my lord." You answer, and squat down to meet him with your hand out. He placed it gently in your awaiting hand after a hesitant second, and you cupped it gently to examine it. Your thumb scratched off the caked mud as you looked at the engravings. "... A promise ring of Fae Origin, you'd sire. Perhaps a bit modern, maybe only a decade lost…"

"Fae Origin… ?" Malleus sounded disappointed, his tiny face contorting in a slight pout. "Are you sure?"

"I'm quite sure. These thorns are very distinctive and the grooves are not painted like some of the human rings are these days. Also, there is no name on the inside, meaning the ring wasn't made custom, but on a mild or simple design." You answer, and Malleus doesn't seem pleased. "Is it alright, sir?"

"... I…" Malleus looks at it with a bit of stink-eye before turning his back to you and it. "Don't want it. I was hoping it was human, or at least very old if it was Fae. You can keep it… give it to Sir Lilia if you want, you both seem rather happy…"

You were about to say something to him, when you felt a presence above you quite suddenly. The press of a body behind you, on its knees and leaning over your shoulder to look around at the ring in your hands, added to the small sweat you feel clinging to your arms now.

"My. A collector, are we, Young Master?" You heard the voice of your lover and partner from your left, and a small quiet fell over the whole group…

"So…" Lilia asks from behind you both. "Do we really seem like a good couple, Young Master?"

#Twisted Wonderland #TWST #Lilia Vanrouge #Malleus Draconia #x Reader #x Male Reader #Twisted Wonderland x Reader #TWST x Reader #Lilia Vanrouge x Reader #Twisted Wonderland x Male Reader #TWST x Male Reader #Lilia Vanrouge x Male Reader #Lilia x Reader #Lilia x Male Reader #Fem Aligned Do Not Interact

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twistedwonderworm · 1 year

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Heya, this is my first time requesting something, if it's not too much trouble could I request Lilia x rival!male reader? A prompt idea I had was pretty much Lilia and the reader having a spar like in their younger years bit with a bet to spice things up like whoever loses is on the bottom. And for this situation it'd be the reader

I'm sorry this was so late. It took me a while due to writer's block but I hope this is what you wanted!! I hope you enjoy!

May the best one win (TWST NSFW)

Pairing: Lilia Vanrouge x rival!male reader

Warnings: biting

Word count: 693

🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇

It wasn't the best idea Y/N had but he was bored and curious to see which one of them would come out on top. In more than one way.

Y/N and Lilia had been rivals for years despite both still being quite young, both of them being trained fighters in their own rights. They were also sort of seeing each other. But as rivals, it had been quite a while since they had a sparring session.

"Oh, so you want to spar with me?" Lilia asked the other male when he approached him with the question. Amusement glittered in the Fae's ruby-colored eyes. "Sure, I have some free time to play with you, Y/N. Is it practice or is the winner going to get something?"

Y/N smirked, confident in his skills, "How about this? The loser has to be on the bottom this time.” Though this confidence soon almost completely fizzled out when he saw the mischievous glint in Lilia’s eyes.

“That sounds acceptable, my love,” Lilia grinned, his fangs glinting in the light. “Now, or shall we wait to spar?”

"We'll do it right now. Unless you're trying to chicken out, my dear," Y/N taunted, wanting to break Lilia's smug countenance. Unfortunately, his beloved Fae was unflappable.

They went out to the meadow that they always sparred in and faced each other. Y/N didn't let his nervousness show on his face, instead putting on a cocky grin to match Lilia's.

The sparring went by like normally, each one parrying each other easily. The two are very evenly matched having been training together or as long as they have been soldiers. Though, this time, like every time, ended with a winner. Y/N's sword was knocked out of his hand and found the tip of a sword just a breath away away from his throat.

Lilia grinned and lowered his blade before sheathing it, "Looks like I won this time, so shall we?" Y/N sighed and gathered his own sword to sheathe it before following his lover back.

Once in the safety of Lilia's room, the two lovers kissed passionately, as if just reuniting after a long separation. They rid each other of their clothes quickly, both excited for what was to come. Lilia took his time kissing down his lover's body, preparing him carefully for their activities.

When Y/N was thoroughly prepared, Lilia kissed his lover while easing himself inside. Y/N tensed a bit from the pain of the intrusion, but Lilia cooed lovingly to him, pressing small kisses onto his face.

"You're doing so well, darling," the Fae cooed, rubbing his lover's chest. "Just relax, and let me handle it."

He waited for Y/N to relax and adjust. Upon getting an okay from his beloved, Lilia started rocking his hips slowly, groaning softly at the tight heat around him. He started a steady, soft pace, listening as Y/N's moans started to get louder.

Y/N clung desperately to the Fae as the pain slowly faded into almost overwhelming pleasure. His eyes were hazy as he pleaded to Lilia.

"F-faster please~ F-fuck~"

"As you wish, my love," Lilia grinned down at him. His hands caught his lover behind his knees and pushed his legs up to his chest and started pounding into Y/N, the sound of skin on skin loud.

Y/N nearly screamed from the pleasure, nails digging into Lilia's back as the Fae snapped his hips into his without mercy, hitting his sweet spot.

Lilia bit his lover's shoulder, groaning from the pleasure and pain of Y/N's nails digging into his back, and the bite pushed Y/N over the edge. He came over their stomachs, squeezing around Lilia. It didn't take long for Lilia to finish after him, riding out both of their orgasms before releasing Y/N's legs and collapsing on top of his lover. He laughed at Y/N's groan but pressed kisses to his lover's face as Y/N wrapped his arms around him.

"We should spar more often if this is going to happen." Lilia joked.

"I'm going to win next time."

#twisted wonderland #twst fanfic #smut #mxm romance #male reader #x male reader #twst smut #twst x male reader #lilia vanrouge #lilia twisted wonderland #twst lilia #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia x male reader #horni worm

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