║Amber║Gliding Accident

Could you write down Malleus reaction to their loved (Fem) one who was the victim of an accident of a lot of shrinkage? now she has to live a week in pocket size? • Fuffs please

║Malleus Draconia║ A Tiny Predicament

Reader: Pronounce not mentioned. Only use the title “Prefect” and the like.

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Note: Hi! Sorry for the long wait. I had to rewrite this because I didn't like the first version.

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Small was an understatement.. Tiny? Yeah, that’s more like it.

“[N-Name]..! Y, you’re–” Ace looks down at your extremely small form in both amazement and fear.

“Waah!? Henchman–!!” Grim exclaims right beside you. When the smoke from a brewing explosion has gone and passed, and all of the coughing fit has stopped, you, the Adeuce duo, and your furball of a dorm mate came to a tiny surprise.

You were the size of those pop figures you’d get from a vending machine and those things are so small that you could step on them if you let it be thrown on the ground somewhere.

“Prefect, you’re tiny!” Deuce finally said what the other two couldn’t utter out of shock. You were the last to open your eyes and when you did, the first thing you looked at was at yourself, on your bottom, and then up to your friends.

“Oh shoot! What should we do!?” Ace said in a panic state and practically pulling his hair out. “We can’t ask Professor Crewel for help or else he knows that we snuck inside his class and messed around with his potions!”

“This is your fault, Grim, so what is your plan now?” Ace points at your dorm mate accusingly. “EH!? My fault!?” Grim frowns. “You know it is! If you just didn’t have to go finding ways of making yourself great, we wouldn’t be in this mess!”

“Hey, hey! You’re the one who wanted to try mixing stuff! You’re no better than me!” The furball snaps back. “Guys, enough. If you guys continue to fight, someone is bound to hear us and come to check. We won't be able to return the prefect to normal,” Deuce intervenes, stopping their bickering. "Let's see if there's a book here with a reverse potion. He's bound to have one." Is what he said right after and the two nodded in agreement, though they didn't go far.

"Uh, it doesn't look like there's much books here.." Ace scratches his head and looks down at the only desk with books, which was the teacher's desk situated right at the front of the class. "And these don't look like they have what we need."

"Let's try looking at the library then," Deuce suggests. They were all about to head out but was stopped short of an all too familiar voice.

“What do we have here?” Crewel asked, peeking through the classroom door. "Professional Crewel!!" The three boys shrieked as a dooming dread filled their bodies.

Thinking quickly on his feet, Ace hid you from the professor's view, though it didn't go under Crewel's suspicious radar. "Hmm? What are you boys doing here?" He asks. "You boys had better not been bad puppies, have you?"

"N-no! We, we were just..!!" Grim was quick to answer but stopped abruptly, which only made Crewel's frown deepen.

"You were making potions, weren't you?" he said in a matter-of-fact tone. "No! We–" "Yes, we did," Deuce speaks up, interrupting Grim and stopping him from making the situation look worse for them. "We're sorry, Professor Crewel."

Crewel was very much still upset but admired the fact that they– well, Deuce, stepped forward to confess and apologized for their fault, even staring him right in the eyes as he said so. He sighs, relaxing his facial muscles. "Well, I suppose it can't be helped that first years would be curious.." He says, unsure if it was intended for them to hear or a slip of the tongue.

He looks at the three. "But you boys must wait. It is not yet your time," he said. "Yes! We understand now, sir!" They all said in unison, posture stiff as stones.

"Very good. It doesn't look like you have been harmed so that is well," he said. "I will let you off with a warning. Off you go now and be good little puppies."

Ace quick snatches you and makes sure that Crewel couldn't see you as they passed by him.

"Isn't this great?" Ace lets out a deep sigh the moment you all are far from the classroom. "Even if we do find a reverse potion, we can't go back in there," he said, tucking you in his breast pocket. "Any ideas of what we should do now?"

He looks over at his fellow Heartslabyul friend, but Deuce was clearly in his own world, eyes fixed on the ground as they walked and a curled finger to his lips. "Hey, are you listening?" Ace's eyes narrow at him but there was no word from him, confirming his words.

Just then, Deuce eyes widened as if a lightbulb turned on in his head. "Ah!!" "AHH!! W, what!?" Grim shrieks, spooked at the sudden scare. "What is it? You thought of something?" Ace asks, wide-eyed from Deuce's sudden spark.

"Isn't Diasomnia's dorm leader super strong? And aren't you close to him, [Name]? Maybe Malleus can help!" He smiles. "Oh, yeah! Nice thinking, Deuce! Let's go." Ace grins.

When they stepped foot on Diasomnia territory, the three's newfound motivation quickly crumpled away like a dried up rose petal. "H, hey.. Maybe we should ask someone from Pomefiore instead.. They're supposed to be really good at potions, right?" Ace suggests, lips quivering at the sight of Diasomnia's dormitory that loomed over them.

"Vil is out of school right now and who knows if Rook would give the Prefect some other options to try.." Deuce said. "This is our only option, and I doubt anything can go wrong with Malleus since he's skilled at magic."

"Oh? What do we have here?" A new voice stepped in from behind and the three turns around to see who the eerie voice came from.

There, upside down, crimson eyes looked at them from the dark, seeming to pierce their very soul. "AHHHH!!!" All of you screamed– Grim being the loudest.

"Fufufu, fret nought. It is just me," Lilia emerges from the darkness that surrounded the dorm, now right side up.

"Lilia!" Ace and Deuce says in unison. "Oh thank the seven.. But I can't take these scares anymore," Grim said, clutching his chest as he tries to calm his heart. "I think I might pass out."

"Hm? Why, [Name], what happened to you?" Lilia asks, noticing your tiny form in Ace's pocket.

"Something happened when we were making potions.." You confessed. "Oh? Aren't you still in your first year to be making potions?"

"Yeah. But Grim wanted to go mess around," Ace said. "Like I said, you're no better than me!" Grim furrowed his brows.

"Is that so? Fufufu. So now I'm assuming you're here to look for help?" You nod at Lilia's words. "If it's potions we're dealing with, Pomefiore would be your best option, though I suppose we can help you."

"We've already thought of that," Deuce said. Lilia looks at him as he says so and then looks back at you. "Hm.. I'm sure Malleus can do something about that.." Lilia half-said to you four and to himself.

"But if I could add a word beforehand, I'm sure the potion would wear out soon enough," Lilia states. "Potions that alter one's form don't often last. That is why you have to keep drinking them."

"Lilia, you speak as if you've tried it before," Deuce said. "Do I now?" Lilia chuckles. "Anyway, it can be dangerous to quickly alter forms once you've changed so I suggest you wait a bit before making another potion to change forms."

"Dangerous how?" Grim asks, an eyebrow raised and arms crossed. "Well, for one thing, altering your body plays around with your insides, making it so that they fit nicely with your current body. You're lucky that you didn't die since usually the first time would kill you."

"What!? Man, isn't that terrifying!?" Ace said. "Indeed it is. Though after a couple of times, your body will get used to it and or alter without problems."

"So, how long should we wait?" Ace asks. "Hm.. You have to wait for a while so that the potion finally settles and the body's system is well enough to digest another potion.. About a week should be enough." Lilia gives a close-eyed smile.

"A week!? But we still have classes!" Deuce said out loud, nearly shouting. "[Name] can still very much learn. I don't believe that the potion would slow the brain," Lilia said, wide-eyed from the sudden raise of voice.

"Ah.. But then Professor Crewel would find out if we were to show up with [Name] so tiny.." Deuce brows furrowed. "Oh, yes, I believe you told me that you all snuck inside the classroom to make potions."

"Don't say it like that. We were just curious," Ace said. "I'm sure Crewel would just give you a little lecture." "Eh, no thanks. Professor Crewel talks weirdly that it gives me goosebumps." The orange-haired Heartslabyul shrugs his shoulders, earning a laugh from Lilia.

"It can't be helped. You'll sooner have to face him. In the meantime, why don't you leave [Name] here with me?" Lilia proposes. "It would be much safer to be left at the hands of someone strong. And I'm sure Malleus wouldn't mind being that someone?"

The three of your friends look at each other before eventually agreeing with the idea. Ace carefully takes you out from his pocket and places you in Lilia's hands.

"O' how much cuter you are so tiny," Lilia smiles, his fangs showing. Your friends watched him poke your cheeks and such, not knowing what else to do now, before Deuce suddenly had thought of something. "Oh, right, Lilia, how come you were out here?" he asked. "I felt that someone has stepped foot in the area and came to check.. Turns out it was just you, fufufu."

"Now, you three run along now~" He directs to your friends, pausing briefly before opening his eyes to reveal his eyes seeming to glow a faint red. "Unless you want to be eaten by our members here, that is?"

"Ah, we, we'll get going now! See ya later, [Name]!" The three waves at you and steps back inside the the mirror that leads them back to the light, opposite of Diasomnia's dark setting.

"Now, why don't we go see Malleus, [Name]? I'm sure he can't wait for your nightly stroll together so I'm sure he'll be surprised to see you here!"

He takes light skips to the dorm, passing by fellow Diasomnia members and Silver who fell asleep on the couch and to Malleus' room.

"Malleus~ Look who has come to visit?" Lilia knocks on Malleus' door. There was a few seconds of silence before you could hear hurried footsteps drawing closer before stopping short to open the door. The door flung open and there stood Malleus, with an expectant, excited look.

His face turned to that of perplexed as he was instead staring at Lilia instead. "Fufufu, we have a tiny visitor who'll join us for a while." He raises his hands higher so that you were much closer to his face.

He pries his eyes away from his guardian and retainer to you who sat on his hands, looking up at the dragon-fae with a smile. "Hello, Malleus," you chuckled awkwardly.

"Child of man? What happened?" He asked what anyone would ask first the moment they see you. "Long story short, it's due to a potion."

"Hm, I see.." "Yep! Fufufu, how silly your friends are, [Name]," Lilia makes a quick comment before turning to Malleus. "Now, Malleus, I trust that you will take care of [Name], yes?" He nods. "Very good. I'm leaving the task to you then~"

He places you in Malleus' hands and turns around to skip down the hall. "Now, I have to wake up Silver so he can move to his room."

You two watched as Lilia disappeared from sight before Malleus brought the two of you inside his room. “Hm, how curious, child of man. How exactly had you found yourself taking a shrinkage potion?” he asks as soon as he sat you down on his desk. You told him the story right from the beginning and even what happened leading up to now. “I see. Yes, Lilia is indeed right with what he said, though I have never tried it before. I merely observed.”

He chuckles. “You are an abnormality in this world and a curious one at that. You are fascinating, child of man.” You couldn’t tell whether or not he meant that in a negative way or not, but you think the latter. Malleus would never mean anything in offense, especially to you. “I don’t believe that this will hinder our walk tonight as I will be holding you, so if you’d still like, would you join me for the walk? Ah, but if you are tired, I will allow you to sleep on my bed.”

You shook your head. “I would very much enjoy that walk after what just happened.” Your words brought a smile to Malleus. “I am glad.” He rests his face on his hands and stares at you in a fond manner.

“Do you think I look cute like this?” You ask cheekily after a while of silence. He was caught off guard but quickly gave a reply. “While I do admit that you are adorable, I very much like your original form. It is hard to hold your hands while you are like this as I do not wish to crush you.” He chuckles and you do the same. You grab his free hand and hug his index finger. “Well, I can do this,” you said.

“I suppose you can,” he says and gives a deep laugh, amused at how you could still be cheerful in your current state, though he doesn’t think that altering forms would change your attitude towards things. “Hm, I believe you said you'd be like that for a week, yes? Then, I’ll make sure to keep you safe until then, my precious treasure.”

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Oh, hello! this is my first time requesting anything- but i’d like to see Lilia Vanrouge x Reader (set in the past) but, Reader is on the opposite side of the war and finds him badly injured And takes care of him.

║Lilia Vanrouge║ Opposites of the War

Reader: No pronouns or description used. Gender neutral.

Warning(s): None

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No one could imagine what it was like to be caught in between the human-fae war. It was a time of bloodshed. Cries from both elderly and children alike who weren’t spared from death. Many lives were lost and many villages crumbled down that only inhabited ruins would remain today.

“Sir Vanrouge!” A young fae called out towards a slightly taller male from the distance, his voice sounding urgent and panting by the sounds of it. In the distance, the man whom the fae called halts at the name. He was dressed in nothing but a black battle dress head to toe, a colour that came from and praised from the night skies that also matches the colour of his hair. It is also adorned in silver shoulder plates, a few chains that- for the most part- held his uniform and the cape that drapes over his back and of course, badges. Hard earned badges he had been rewarded from the amount of lives he’s taken and overall contribution he had partaken in.

The taller fae remained at a standstill, but it was still very clear that he was listening. The younger one stuttered the first word and had to take a moment to gulp down the nervousness that built up in his voice as well as straighten himself to be a more proper soldier. It was only to be expected. The fae before him had an overwhelming aura. Be it newcomers or long time soldiers of the same ranking as the dark fae, they would all tremble under the presence of his. This was a charm only the Lilia Vanrouge could have and no one else.

“Sir, the Queen would like to speak with you in the throne room..” He says. Despite the moment he had taken to breathe, his voice became softer towards the end.

There was silence once he finished speaking and he became nervous once more, thinking that he had upset the fae. “S-sir..? I-it’s an urgent— Eep!” The older fae turned his head over his shoulders and when he did, the young fae was spooked to be met with two, crimson eyes that glowed faintly.

“I-I’m sorry, sir!” Whatever courage the young fae had for war were all spent upon realizing that the fae was approaching him. He closes his eyes and stood still as a statue with his hands glued to his sides. He’s done for. He has upsetted a high-ranked official. He’ll surely—

A pale hand placed itself on his shoulders which made him flinch. He gulps back a lump and awaits for his impending death.

“General.”

Huh? He looks to his right to face the tall fae, a perplexed look evident on his face. The fae stares back with those alluring eyes and repeats himself but with more detail, “Address me as General.”

“O-oh, yes, Si— Uhm, General..” Satisfied, the general continues his walk to meet the Queen. The clacking of heels on the marble floor was all that could be heard before it stopped momentarily when large, creaking doors opened and then resuming, fading as soon as the doors closed.

“Your Majesty.” Lilia kneeled down on one knee and his right hand was closed into a fist over his heart while the other was fist closed on the ground. “Vanrouge.”

In front of him, the Queen of the Valley sits upon a throne adorned in thorns. If one trembles before the general, then they couldn’t even dare to even dream of being in the same room as the Queen if she ever permits an audience with her, that is. A great magician such as herself requires no more than one strong soldier such as Lilia and thus, would relay her wishes through him and him alone.

“I take it that your troops will be the one to lead the fight tomorrow?” She begins, her voice echoes in the huge room that was basically empty aside for the throne and a few, small items. “Yes, your majesty.”

“Very well. Then, you must take precaution as it seems that a few high-ranked sorcerers are amongst them,” she says and motions towards her familiar— a raven. “They appear to be doing their due diligence to hide them from our informants.”

“Your majesty, are you perhaps concerned for my wellbeing?” He asks, looking up to meet the eyes of the mother of all dark faes. Her face remained stoic and her eyes glowed a vibrant emerald green. “That, I am. I can’t have you dying.”

“Then set aside your worries, your majesty. It brings me shame that I have been held at such a high regard by you, yet is treated with pitiful thoughts,” Lilia confesses. “This can not do as I am merely a servant.”

The Queen remains silent and studies his face. His eyes, the colour of blood.. It almost seemed too perfect to the Queen. A weapon for war, a harbinger of death.. Born within her kingdom at the perfect time.

“.. Forgive my imprudence,” she says, her head still held high with the pride of a monarch. “I believe there is a mistake, your majesty. It is I who should ask for forgiveness for I seem to be lacking somewhere to have you worry. I will correct it.”

Knowing how the general will continue lowering himself, she heaves a sigh of defeat and even closes her eyes for a moment. “Very well.. I will await news once you return. You may leave.”

The door to the throne room opens once more and the sound of heels echoes down the hall once again.

Lilia Vanrouge, the Queen’s right hand man, is a terrifying creature.

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“There is at least one, capable human sorcerer among them.. Their locations are unknown and they could very well be capable of teleportation.” Around Lilia, soldiers gather and listen in silence to the general’s words. “General, they are merehuman, aren’t they? Why do we need to be concerned?” One fae raises a hand and speaks, drawing the attention of both his comrades and the general.

This one is new, that much is evident by how cocky he presents himself. This, however, was quickly received with the most frightening glare from Lilia. “Eep!” The soldier was immediately humbled down, scared for his life. But, it wasn’t just them, those who saw his face also flinched and avoided looking at him.

There were only two facial expressions the fae would make; one being his usual, blank look and the second one was what this cocky fae received. It is clear that most opts to have the expressionless general.

“You seem rather new..” Lilia says calculatingly and in an eerily calm tone that was a stark difference to his face just a few seconds ago. “You must not have experience on the field or what these men have seen.

“If it were simply mere humans, why do you think that many of our men fell?” He repeats words from the young soldier in a sarcastic tone. The soldier bit the bottom of his lips, embarrassed and scared. “S-sorry, General Vanrouge..”

Lilia resumes talking about strategies and ways to counter attacks from the opposing team and as soon as the sun reached high above in the sky, both made their moves.

Who would have thought that things would go south for the General..

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Hours went by and soon, his army of hundreds were stretched far and wide, being lured away with war. He is very much capable by himself so he ordered that if things should go as unplanned, that they were to leave him.

However, this would be critical when he finds himself facing off six human sorcerers whose faces were shadowed by their cloak. How clever, he thinks. He could tell that this was planned from the very beginning; to stretch his army thin and to take the head of their commander first. They did not care whether other of their soldiers died for they saw his head as a good reward for it.

Humans can be such a two-faced creature.. Boosting morale of their men without telling the real reason for the plan. He presumes that it was the doing of those higher than them.

Out of the six, only 3 seem to be high-ranked magic users. No worries, he’ll just take care of these—

“Guhk—!” He let his guard down and realized that there was one more hiding somewhere who made sure to mask their presence. He stumbles forward but still held his ground. “The General got hit!” One of them shouts and now before him, reveals six more other sorcerers including the one earlier.

These ones were weaker and used the bloodlust of the stronger ones to hide theirs, initially hiding from Lilia.

“Bind!” One of the three stronger ones, casts a spell and chains sprouts front the ground and binds his ankles to the soils.

He tilts his head to the ever darkening sky and slowly closes his eyes. Your majesty, do forgive me for overlooking your concerns.

“It’s over for you, monster!” One charges at him with a longsword with the intent to cleanly detach his head from his body.

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Trekking through the now dark forest in silence, Lilia was obviously injured. Those humans were truly something. He was badly wounded with a hand over his stomach and was exhausted.

I must return to the camp..

But how could he at this rate when he is limping and his magic spent? He dares not try to push himself further in fear of an overblot. It’s alright. He has given orders to the lieutenant on what to do and practically lead the army in his absence.

That being said.. A rest wouldn’t hurt, right?

After looking at his surroundings to make sure there was no one in sight, he sits and leans against a tree. He only needs half a day— no, less than that— to be able to heal a bit of himself. However, the blow to his right shoulder by a spear— from the first ambusher— is bleeding a lot.

Whatever.. He’ll fix— Crack.

His eyebrows perks up and his ears sharpened. There was someone here. But where?

That was soon answered when he felt a slight tremble on the Earth’s surface. This thing.. It must have been at least ten feet. Could it be a giant? What would it be doing in this territory? Perhaps a monster has wandered in.. That’s no good.

Cautiously, he stands up and looks around. Thankfully, his kind allowed him to see better in the dark by ten folds than that of a human’s. He walks towards the booming sound and as soon as he was merely metres away, his eyes widen in disbelief and surprise. In front of him was—

“Alrighty!”

A voice could be heard just a few steps away and in the distance, he sees a house.. Walking. This wasn’t a sight he got to see everyday.. Nor had he seen such a thing in his entire life for that matter.

“Slow it down, you buffoon!” The same voice shouts from inside the house. “Okay, just stop. Stop, stop, stop!”

On command, the house lowers itself to the ground with the legs being tucked away underneath just as a cat would when it’s getting comfortable.

He watches on in silence as a short figure exits through the front door of the house. “Waah! Finally, a breath of fresh air!” The person stretches their arms above their head and bends backwards slightly.

This person.. What are they doing here? Wait.. Upon closer inspection, he could very well see that they were not a fae. In fact, they had human ears and their aura alone could verify that.

His jaw clenches at the dreaded thought of confronting yet another enemy. He must erase them or—

“Hm?” Before he could realize that he wasn’t even hiding, the human is now staring at him with curiosity in their eyes. “Hey, what are you doing out there?” They shout from their house. The light from the house emits a warm glow that faintly traces their outline.

“Why don’t you come here? It’s scary when it’s dark, you know?” They cup a hand over their mouth and wave the other, signaling for him to come. However, instead of doing just that, Lilia thinks it’s wise to just spare them for now and flee the field so he turns back around.

This does not slip past them as footsteps hurried to catch up to him. “Hey, hey! What are you doing?” They say and reach out to grab ahold of his shoulder, his bloodied shoulder. “You’re welcome in my house. And I promise I won't bite— oh!”

Lilia roughly shoves them out of instinct from the pain upon contact. He watches as realization hits them— that their hands are covered in blood. “Oh dear..! This is a call for concern..” Their brows furrow at the sight. They remain like that for a while then looks at him with focused eyes. “Please, come inside and let me treat you.”

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“It’s not the strongest magic.. But this is my unique magic.” Before Lilia could realize, he was now sitting on a bed and being tended to. At first, he didn’t understand why he obeyed, but upon confession, it all made sense. “It can make people obey me, but it’s only limited to coming inside the house and— oh! I probably shouldn’t be telling you that, am I?” They laugh but that quickly dies down as he was not indulging in conversation.

They sat on a wooden stool that faces him and diligently wraps his right arm that connects to the first wound. Their eyelashes were long and from his perspective, it looked very alluring how it hides bits of their eyes.

“Ah! I haven’t introduced myself, have I?” They stop their movements and look at him with a beaming smile. “I’m [Name].”

***

You introduce yourself and hope that he, too, would do the same. But, he remains unfocused as something else brought his mind somewhere else. “Uhm.. Could I get your name?” You ask, careful of your words. This brought his attention back to you. A name exchange between two people on opposite sides of the war? Now that was something dangerous.

“Do you not know who I am?” Were the words he answered with, his crimson eyes boring into you. “U-Uhm.. Sorry, I don’t believe I do..” You sweatdrop. Was this guy important? You lived in isolation majority of the time and travel a lot so you couldn’t sit down and read the recent newspaper.

At the lack of an answer, he sighs and closes his eyes and rephrased his words, “Do you know what I am?” This made you actually look at him carefully. He is dressed— well, was, since you asked him to remove his clothing earlier— in all black and adorned in silver and badges. “Are you a soldier?” You ask.

He squinted his eyes and raised a brow. Were you this.. Oblivious? “I see you are not afraid of faes,” he says in a matter-of-fact tone. This time, you look at his ears since those were a very obvious trait for a fae. “O-oh.. I guess you are..” However, you still remain dumb to the situation and wonder where this is going.

“Well anyway, let me go get more bandages and after that, I’ll cook you something to eat.” You stood up from your seat and mumbled to yourself that was still very audible, “I didn’t think that your wounds would run all over..

“I’m sorry that I can’t heal you faster and properly.. I don’t often use magic..”

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As promised, after you bandaged him up, you gave him food. He thought that would be it and he would be forced outside, but you surprised him by insisting he stays inside until he was well. Otherwise, you would just follow him.

Based on your appearance and behaviour, you were a normal civilian and had not a clue about the war that surrounded you. He rather not bring an innocent into this matter so he couldn’t have you following him into war. This was fine with him since he needed to rest and your house a perfect resting stop.

However, it was very much out in the open.. What if someone were to come? Be it fae or human, it would not end well.

He believes that he has gained a bit of his strength back so he sets up a barrier. It wasn’t so strong that it’ll prevent anyone from getting in if they so wish it— it just alters an outsider’s thoughts and makes them turn around. They also can’t see the house until they’re inside.

“You can sleep here.” You motioned to the recently changed sheets that he previously sat on and then moved towards a closet to take out a blanket. “I’ll go sleep on the couch and no refusing; you are my guest and an injured one at that.”

You gave him one last smile over your shoulder and prepared to turn the knob but he stops you, “Are you really unaware of the war?” He was vague unless you were informed of the current news. This peaks your interest and you turn your body to properly face him. “The war?”

“One with your kind and mine,” he answers and crosses his arms. You were now very much confused and it was clear to him as well with how your face warps to that of hard pondering. “Wasn’t that over seven years ago?”

He shook his head. “Your kind had taken advantage of the peace to attack the kingdom.” You bit your bottom lip and look down. You weren’t aware, but you were hugging the folded blanket a little too tightly.

“You really know nothing?” He asks once more. You closed your eyes and let out a deep sigh that you didn’t know you had been holding in and carefully put your thoughts into words, “I do not care what is happening.

“I am merely a travelling merchant but because of that, I rarely receive news.” You opened your eyes after speaking and smiled. “Frankly, I find that war is pointless and that it unnecessarily costs hundreds of lives.”

To you, you were just voicing your honest thoughts but to Lilia, it cause something in him to stir. He didn’t think that there was a human out there that had thought the things you do.

“A-anyway, I should let you rest..” Once again, you turn to open the door.

“Lilia..” Your ears barely heard it yet you glanced at him. “My name is Lilia Vanrouge.” This made you smile and turn to face him again.

“Nice to meet you, Lilia Vanrouge.”

~♡~

Should I make a part 2?

Me, coming back here after a long time seeing you write smut: ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ > (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ) > (⁠ ⁠´ꈍ⁠‿ꈍ⁠`)

I see that you're also a person of culture 😌

HAHAHA thank you! ^v^ I have been so hesitant to write them since I'm afraid of my family and friends finding my blog so it took me a while to gain some confidence to upload one. I'm an adult now so I should be okay. 😂

OMG I GOT HIS NEW CARD!! 😭❤️

In one 10 roll too..!!

I didn't complete the event though so I didn't get his free card.. •-• I'm salty about that.

hi! can you pls do a lilia vanrouge x female!reader pls? where lilia breaks up with reader and reader moves on and gets with another character(it can be any character of ur choice) thank u!!! <3

Sorry for the long wait! You're request is here! (I once again forgot to post the fic with the request).

And also, I am sorry, anon, that I could not make it evident that it is intended for a female audience. I could not find a place to make it obvious. It is, nevertheless, intended for female audience. 

║Malleus Draconia║ Eternity Without You Isn’t What I Want

Malleus Draconia x reader 

Reader: Gender-neutral/not mentioned.

Warning(s): Can’t think of any.

Word count: 2.4k

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Note: Continuation of this request.

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Malleus had never gone through a night where he dreamt. His life, despite being a prince and heir to his kingdom, was frankly ordinary. That is not to say that it was gloomy, no, but just that there wasn’t anything that excited or interested him– aside from looking at gargoyles.. And perhaps, you know, you. 

Faes were powerful creatures that can bestow gifts on others so it was truly a laughable scenario that they couldn’t bestow a gift upon themselves such as having dreams. Not that Malleus cared of having one. He never once had been envious of another for dreaming but he was, in fact, curious. What are dreams? What do you see? What do they mean? Is there any meaning behind any of it all? 

These were the common questions he would ask himself but his thoughts never lingered on the topic to pursue it. 

So when the day came to an end and when he went to bed that night and dreamt, you could just as well guess how surprised he was, though nothing clicked yet at that moment and remained oblivious to the fact that he was having his first dream. But despite having revealed that, O’ how cruel of a fact it was that his first dream wasn’t a pleasant one. 

Blinking once then twice with a mind slightly confused about how he got to where he was, he looks around his surroundings and sees that he was in his room. No, not the one in Diasomnia dormitory, but rather, his room back in the Valley of Thorns. But how? Did he chant a spell in his sleep that brought him here?

“Malleus..?” He whips his head behind him and by the window, there sat an ethereal beauty. “[Name]..?” His eyes widened in surprise, obviously not expecting you to be in the Valley of Thorns. He became more confused. How were both of you there? You didn’t seem confused like he was so did both of you come to the kingdom? When?

“Malleus, why are you looking at me like that?” You huffed an airy laugh. “You’re making me feel awkward..” Malleus shakes his thoughts away and focus on you. Maybe someone has done something to him and he’ll get the answers and help from Lilia– assuming that he’s somewhere in the castle.

“Ah, sorry..” He walks over to you and looks down at you, waiting patiently for whatever is to come next. 

You pat your lap, clearly an indication of something, but the confused Malleus tilts his head. You close your eyes and smiled, obviously finding his questionable face funny. “Come, hold my hand.” The way you directed him with that smile of yours almost seemed as if you too were much closer than what he could recall.  By far– according to his current memory– he was still your tsunotaro and you dared not call him any other. You calling him “Malleus” so intimately begs another question that he should’ve asked himself earlier– when did that change?

Nevertheless, he does what you said; getting down on one knee in front of you, he takes your hand in his, almost instinctively. Has he ever done this before with you? 

You beamed in delight, making his heart flutter. However, he can’t help look at you and notice that– despite your beauty– how much paler and thinner you are compared to the ‘you’ in his memory. 

He opens his mouth to speak but nothing came out. Just then, your reflex kicked in and brought your hand to your mouth. You were coughing harshly and then Malleus saw it– blood were staining your hands. He widened his eyes in panic and fear and just as he was about to do something, a knock was heard at the door which directed both of your attention away from each other and to whomever it was at the other side of the door. “My lord, we’re here.” Ah, it was Sebek. 

Having not answered him– still in a panic state– you opted to answer the door. He opened the door and came with him was Silver an Lilia. 

“Good evening, Malleus, [Name],” Lilia smiles upon entering the room, a hand on his hips. But despite his happy-go-lucky attitude, Malleus does sense that he was forcing himself. Lilia took one glance at you and his eyes widened. “Oh, dear..”

A dreadful feeling came to him when he notice that they were coming to where you two were– specifically with eyes set on you. With this feeling, he moves aside and watch as Lilia held your hand and guided you to the bed. “My lord, could you please step outside for a moment?” Silver ask. If he wasn’t close to him, Malleus wouldn’t have heard him with how soft he called him. 

When the three men got outside of his door, he could hear both you and Lilia talking but could not make out much words. After a while of apprehensive waiting, the three could hear Lilia beckon them in. 

Malleus’ head whipped immediately to where you lie on the bed in a new white nightgown since blood stained the other. You strained a weak and small smile and beckon him over once more with your hands. Just like before, he knelt on his knee and held the hand closest to him. 

Staring at you with worried and questioning eyes, he can’t help but sense that at each passing second, you were slowly slipping away from this world– from him. “Lilia.. “ He finally manages to use his voice. “What.. What is the meaning of this?” he asks, eyes not once leaving you in fear that what little light you have in you eyes that suggests life was still in you would fade away. 

“I’m sorry, Malleus.. But there isn’t anything we can do.. This is the curse of any living being..” Lilia pauses, unsure if he should just straight up say it.

“Death.”

His heart sunk. His eyes widened and tears were rapidly forming, pricking the corner of his eyes. Tears? It truly has been a while since he last had tears. “Malleus..” You call him softly, bringing him back from his shocked state. 

You opted to continue smiling despite him knowing just how much pain you are going through. “I know it’ll hurt.. But please, stay strong and–” you coughed, though this one had no blood coming out from your mouth. This was thanks to Lilia who alleviate the pain of going through the process of death. “And live for the both of us..”

Malleus got up and sat down at the edge of the bed and wrapped his hand around your head to bring it close to him. He places a kiss on top of your head and left it there. You chuckle airily. “It’ll hurt you, I know.. But after this period of grief passes, promise me that you’ll smile and continue smiling,” you said but received no answer from the fae. “Malleus..” You pull away from him to get a better look. “Malleus, please promise me that you’ll smile in the future.. That you’ll find something or someone that brings you as much joy as I did to you.”

You cup his cheeks and wipe away the ongoing stream of tears. He shakes his head and you frown a bit. But before you could say anything, he opened his mouth to speak, “You are the only one in my heart and I want no other..” he protest. “But, I will continue to smile.. If that means that you’ll always be watching me.”

This brought a smile of your own and closed your eyes, clearly happy to hear it. He places his forehead on yours and held your face between his hands. “Malleus..?” You call him once more and he hums. “It was truly wonderful to get the chance to love and marry you..” His heart clenched. Married? You two were married and he can’t remember anything that led up to it. He felt much more guilty in knowing that he can’t remember whatever joyous things you two have done together that led up to marriage.

“I love you, Malleus.”

At your dying words, the world around him vanishes into the void which promptly woke him up. When he opened his eyes, he was staring at his bedroom ceiling in Diasmonia. Feeling something wet on his face, he draws hand to his face and realize that he had been crying. 

He sat up and recalled what just happened. You.. You were dead.. Right? But if that was the case, he should be at his kingdom– with you! You died in his arms so how come he was in bed? “Malleus?” His head turned to his door and see Lilia leaning by the frame. Lilia’s eyes widened and rushes over to his bed and take his face in his hand, though he did not force him to look at him. “Malleus, what’s wrong?”

Lilia had heard sniffling coming from his prince’s room and was concerned. Malleus? Crying? He had seen his prince cry, yes, but that was when he was still a child so it was a surprise to see him cry at that moment. “Malleus, you have to tell me what’s wrong.” 

Malleus thinks to himself, finding the words to tell him. “I..” He goes on to recall what had just happened and by the end of it, he receives a sympathetic smile from Lilia. 

“Malleus.. Take a look around you. Are we back home in the Valley?” he asks, pulling his hands away. Malleus looks around and realize that no, he wasn’t in his castle. He shakes his head. “You are still a student at NRC, Malleus. We haven’t gone home with [Name],” he states. “What you had was a dream and only a dream.” 

The prince looks at him. “A dream?” That was.. A dream? Is this what people dream about? Lilia nods. “Though I would say you had a nightmare instead,” he said bringing his finger to his chin. 

“If it helps calm you, why don’t you reassure yourself and see that they’re truly in bed?” Lilia suggest, crimson eyes looking over at the horned fae. And he did just that. 

Malleus makes his way to Ramshackle, taking a walk to relax his mind and heart and tell himself that you are well. When he got there, he contemplated on what he should do next. How should he check if you’re alright and, you know, alive? He didn’t want to interrupt your rest but.. 

He teleports inside your room. Eyes seeing past the darkness, he sees a lump in your blanket and he lets out a half-relaxed sigh, but who’s to say that it was something else under you blanket? He walks over to your bed and was beyond relief when he sees your familiar strands of hair, your face covered by the blanket. 

But still, he didn’t feel like this was enough to calm him so he reaches a hand towards you– to hopefully have your warmth comfort him. 

And with that feeling on you, your eyelids flutter open to reveal your alluring, gem-like eyes. You look over your shoulder and see green, glowing eyes staring right at you. You were about to scream, totally freaked out, but you hear Malleus’ voice. “Shh, I’m sorry to have suddenly woken you up, child of man.” 

Still with a racing heart, you called him by his nickname. “Tsunotaro?” “Yes?” he answers and you sigh in relief. “Great Sevens– You scared me!” You say in a loud whisper since Grim was sleeping not too far from you. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. Anyway, why are you in my room?” you asked, sitting up on the bed. It took a moment, but he eventually answers, head resting on your shoulder. “I.. Had a nightmare,” he admits innocently, wrapping his arms around your waist. “And I was hoping if I could sleep with you..” 

Malleus having a nightmare? That was something unexpected, though you are aware that people can get nightmares all the time. But a nightmare that made him want to seek you out at this dead of night? You know better than to ask him of this nightmare of his right now and will wait for him to tell you himself. 

“Mn. I guess you can.. But I apologize beforehand since my bed isn’t as big or comfy as yours back in Diasomnia,” you said and pat his head. He shakes his head. “It’s fine.” 

“Then, let’s lie down.” Listening to your orders, he lies down with you pressed up against his chest. He held you close and tight– but not too tightly– in fear of losing you. 

“Would you like to know about my dream, child of man?” he asks in a much lower voice. “If it helps you, then I’ll listen, tsunotaro,” you said and snuggle up to him. And that’s what he did. He recalled his nightmare of you and him which just made you feel sad. He is truly afraid of losing you and you could tell from how his voice breaks and sounds as if he’s about to cry.

“Don’t worry,” you say as soon as he finished retelling. “I won’t go anywhere.” You both knew that it was a lie. Your lifespan was just too short to meet the end with him. But for now, you are here and that’s all that matters, He will cherish every moment he has with you and not forget a single detail.

“Child of man, can you say my name?” he asks after a moments of silence. “Tsunotaro?” you say questioningly, eyes looking up at the fae. “No, my real name.” His eyes glow faintly in the dark which made it easy to tell that he was looking at you.

You pause for a second before granting his wish. “Malleus?” Though he said nothing at first, you could tell that he was smiling. “Yes. Thank you.” He hugs you closer. Since you both were abruptly woken up, you two were surely tired. Feeling his warmth, you were the first to go back to slumber peacefully. Malleus stays up a bit and strokes your head or cheek and stare in awe at your peaceful state. 

“I love you, child of man.. No– [Name]. And I promise that I will make sure that you won’t be leaving my side any time soon.”

“Let’s spend eternity together.”

~♡~

Kyaa! I'm really happy to be tagged by Elli!! >♡<

1. Main DPS - Karmic debt.

2. Sub DPS - Ehe.

3. Healer - Idol with the nerfed voice.

4. Support - Retired old man.

Tagging: @fcfancy @oikawasbbyy @albehoe @/anyone (I don't have many mutuals. Please become my friend). :<

Tag Game

Describe your Genshin Impact team as badly as possible.

Support DPS - Overworked warrior princess

Main DPS - Frosty goat with exploding arrows

Support Utility - Drunk bard in Diluc’s basement

Moral Support - BOUKEN DA BOUKEN

@kaeya-kisser @ellitx @cas

General lilia skskskskskssk he looks so pretty and handsome at the same time with his long hair😳🥺 (from pinterest)

You don't understand how much I love past! Lilia. 😭 I can't even put into words how much seeing him with long hair kills me (in a good way). My legs quiver and I soon melt as soon as I even think about him during his younger, war-cry days.

This is a bit embarrassing to say, but I want to share it. So, I had this dream where I was in Genshin. All of the characters were there, inside Angel's Share. For some reason that I don't know about, we made some sort of circle and I was asked who I liked more. Venti said something like, "You'll pick me, right, [my name]?" and getting close to me with that smile of his. Diluc then said something like, "I highly doubt she'd choose you." I know he said something meaner because it hurt Venti. Others agreed with Diluc. Zhongli and Scara looked very smugged in the background because they know how much I love the two. Venti continued to smile despite what Diluc said. I was angry at them all because that was just mean. So, in order to prove them all wrong, I went and hugged Venti and said, "Of course I'd choose Venti!" I imagined him to smell like flowers and was very warm and soft to the touch. He was taller than me too (which I expected, seeing as I am 4'9. Short human). When I woke up, I realized how touch starved I am. It was my first time hugging anybody, even if it was just in my dreams. I don't even remember the last time I hugged any of my family members. don't like the thought of having skin-to-skin interaction with anybody. But I literally cried after having that dream. •~•

Just to reassure those requests here, I will get to them some day. I'm doing first come, first serve kind of thing and the request from the Wattpad version was first so.. Thank you for your patience! ^^