General Lilia Skskskskskssk He Looks So Pretty And Handsome At The Same Time With His Long Hair😳🥺

║Diluc║Adopted

Requested from Wattpad.

Child, male reader. Completely platonic.

Fluff.

Word count: 2.2k

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You don't know where you came from and neither did he, but that question doesn't linger on for too long, allowing yourselves to enjoy in each other's presence.

He wasn't one to have an interest in taking care of children, but ever since he found you in a woven basket in Wolvendom, he made you the centre of his life.

"Diluc, I want to train today!" Barging into his office, you greet him an enthusiastic- yet loud- morning, slamming the door wide open to create a booming sound that Diluc no longer gets a fright out of. "Can we go outside today? Please, please, please?"

He looks up from his paper to eye your person before returning his attention to the paper. "We can go out today, but it will be to the tavern. I have something to do."

You pout and slumped onto a nearby chair, your ears slightly drooping down like the hybrid dog you are. There were few people who had an animal appearance like you and perhaps that might have had been the reason he was drawn to you.

"I said I want to train, not follow you on your errands!" head snapping up as you whined. Diluc slowly closes his eyes and sighs, quite tired from the work yesterday and the added work today. However, he knows how persistent you were and how you would get annoying by the day that even Adelinde starts to get a headache. With that knowledge, he stood up shortly and looks towards your petite frame.

Your eyes sparkled and a child-like smile forms on your face, knowing what he'll say next. "Did you have breakfast already?" Diluc asks, although it was nearly afternoon, and you nod almost immediately. "Then we'll go out and quickly visit the tavern. Afterwards, we can practise your archery." If he was going to shut you up while doing his work, this method was always effective.

You hop off the couch and rushed towards the red-head, grabbing his hand and allow him to lead the way.

Although he adopted you, he did not put himself as your father on the paper and asked of you to call him by his name only, but that didn't matter to you.

You bid Adelinde goodbye and outside, you took big leaps, excited to get on with archery. "(Y/N), slow down. You'll trip and then we'll fall," Diluc points out, slightly bending as he chases after you, trying to keep up in the light of your steps.

You slowed down, walking at a more comfortable pace. For you, stamina was everything but since Diluc wasn't a child, he couldn't go as fast as you wanted. "Sorry, Diluc."

However, throughout that walk, you did stray from time to time, sometimes letting go of his hand to peek what could have been hiding in rustling bushes. "(Y/N), come back here," he would say, gaining your attention back to his side.

Upon entering the gates, a particular someone just had to show up. "Oho~ Fancy meeting you here, Master Diluc," the all too familiar Cavalry Captain greets, souring Diluc's day. Kaeya's smirk stretched a bit, looking quite smug as his eyes move from him and to your petite stature.

"And good morning, (Y/N). Are you here to run errands with Master Diluc?" He asks with a close-eyed smile, ignoring the murderous aura coming from his brother as he leans down to your level, hands on his thighs.

You nod. "I want to learn how to charge my arrow like Fish lady!" you say with a gleam. Kaeya stares dumbfoundedly at you before finally realizing that you were referring to Fischl from the Adventurer's Guild. "Oh, I see That's some intense training, but I'm sure that you can pull it off." He ruffles your hair and chuckles.

"Sir Kaeya, as a captain, you have an awful lot of time to waltz around lazily," Diluc comments, his grip on your hand tightening, but not too hard that it would hurt. This comment's venom flies by over the aforementioned male as he chuckles, shrugging. "What can I say? I'm sure you're well aware that Grand Master Varka has taken all of my knights. Who am I supposed to captain?"

You mused at the two brothers' bickering silently and see that Diluc's eyebrows were twitching-- most likely from the annoyance his brother is giving him. "But as a knight, you should have at least something to do."

"I do, and that's speaking to (Y/N)," he says. "It is a knight's duty to make sure the people are safe and so, I am speaking with him to make sure he isn't being forced into training by you. You know how wrong that is, don't you, Master Diluc?"

"Tch. I'm well aware. And on that note, I believe you're more capable of doing that than I," Diluc crosses his arms as he spoke. It was getting to the point that your feet were starting to annoy you. Standing still was not something you like doing. "Diluc, can we go now?" You tug on the hem of his coat with your free hand and pouted slightly.

This got both of the brothers' attention and they looked at each other. "Apologies, but we have to go now. You know how children are," Diluc says, feeling quite happy.

"Aw, (Y/N), doesn't want to stay with me?" Kaeya pouts. You shook your head and smiled. "I want to train!" you voiced. Kaeya hums in acknowledgement. "Hm, I see. Then, I won't keep little (Y/N) too long. But promise me you'll play with me next time." He offers his pinky finger and you took it, lacing your smaller pinky. "I promise!"

After that, Diluc tugs you along lightly, not wanting to stay anywhere near the captain, heading towards the tavern to speak with a waited person. "(Y/N), you sit here, okay? Don't stray away." Diluc says and helps you up on one of the chairs outside. You nod, swinging your legs that dangle off of the chair. Diluc stares at you and shows a small smile, ruffling your hair, and then walking off.

You were left alone, but not truly alone as you see Diluc not too far from you, talking to a man who looked wealthy themselves. It was probably a business negotiation of some sort, but you were too young to be bothered by trivial matters that did not involve you.

"Hey, hey, look at him." Whispers. To an average person, they wouldn't be able to hear it, but you weren't, and so, you heard children whispering behind you. It was also evident that they were talking about you as you heard another whisper, "He has doggy ears. I want one."

You thought they would just talk like every other person, but that thought was dismissed when you hear light footsteps coming your way. You turned your head to look down at the other children. There were two boys and a girl. The girl was most likely younger than you and the boys were older-- older than yourself. They look like trouble, you thought to yourself.

"Hey, you!" The first one to speak was one of the two boys. He has jet-black hair and wore thick glasses. You hopped off of your seat and stare at them silently, waiting for them to continue. "Is that thing on your head real?"

"Uh, yeah, it is," you answered, getting off from the chair to have a proper conversation with them. It was a common question asked to you that you lost count of how many times someone came up to you and ask.

"I don't believe it," he voiced, crossing his arms and lookin smug. "Yeah, let us touch it," the second one spoke. Your brows slightly furrows. Who were these kids and why were they suddenly asking to touch your ears? Yeah, sure it was strange and not human-like, but who gave these kids courage to spew words like that?

"Sorry, but they're really sensitive.." you state, your brows slightly furrowing. "Oh, please. I bet you're just saying that because it's actually fake!" Without warning, he reached for your ears and tug it harshly and you yelped at the pain. "Woaaah! Did you glue it onto your head? You're so weird."

"Please, let go." You knew how much stronger you were compared to average children, seeing as you had a vision and was trained to combat and so, you didn't dare use force to get him to pull away, wrapping both of your tiny hands on the wrist outstretched to you. Diluc always reminded you to never harm others. "Please, let go!" you repeated, slightly louder than before. Water started to form on the corner of your eyes the more he pulled on your ears.

In response to your distress, your vision glowed and sent a tiny shock of electro from your hands that held onto his. It wasn't harmful, but just enough to make the kid hiss and stumble back. "H, hey, what did you do to him?" The girl reached for her friend, looking at the hand that had a slight purple to it from you.

And to make matters worst, an older woman came running towards you four, seemingly to be one of their mother. "What's going on here?" the lady asks. "Mommy, look what he did to me!" the boy showed his wrist with tears on his face.

With one look at it, the lady turns towards you. "Excuse me, do you have any idea what you just did?" "I asked him if his ears were real and he suddenly attacked me!" Liar. He was lying, but you had no one to back your claims.

She huffs. "How dare you! How would you like it if someone were to do that to you." She reached her long, slender arms for your wrist. "Where are your parents? I'll have them know how naughty you are." Grabbing your wrist, she tries and drags you from your spot.

"That won't be necessary." Just in time, Diluc came back with the same, glaring-like expression on his face. The woman's eyes widened and with a gasp, let's go of your wrist. "Master Diluc?" she calls.

Diluc looks at the woman and to the children, inspecting the wrist that had been bruised. He had heard the conversation from where he stood and sped up his meeting with the person.

"Tell me what happened?" he asks, eyes returning their attention to the woman. "Well, this brat here injured my child and I was about to look for his parents."

"Oh, really? (Y/N), don't tell me you've forgotten what I told you about using your vision?" Although when he asks this, he already knows the answer. You shook your head. "I didn't mean to hurt them, I promise! They were pulling in my ears and.." Your voice grew weaker into silence, drooping your head down, thinking that he wouldn't buy your excuses.

Diluc sees this and immediately kneels down to your level, putting a hand on your shoulders and gain your attention. "Hey, look up. If you know that you are in the right, there is  nothing you should shy away from," his voice was low and spoke softly to you.

Your eyes brightened up a bit and Diluc smiled-- not showing it though. He lifts you off of the ground, putting and arm under you for support as the other went on your back.

The lady was confused but most importantly, scared. "If you're looking for his guardian, you're speaking to them," Diluc spoke, eyes glued on you whilst the words directed to her. "But before you do that, demand the truth from your son." With that, he walked away, leaving the mother to ask what really happened while he comforted you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and bury your face on his shoulders, trying hard not to let a single tear slip. You idolized Diluc for his skills in combat and his ability to never cry and so, you didn't like crying. It made you feel weak and nowhere near to become like Diluc.

"Hey, it's alright." He rubs your back, noticing your shaking body trying hard not to cry. "It's okay to cry, but don't cry for foolish people. You'll just give them what they want." In moments like these, you see Diluc as a father with his comforting words and life lectures.

You hummed and became silent. Yes, you can't cry for those types of people, you comfort yourself. Taking a deep breath, you peel yourself from his shoulders and showed him the smile that he would never admit he loves to see. A smile that gives others strength with the look of fire in your eyes.

"Alright, do you want to train now?" he asks, slightly smiling. You nod, but stopped yourself. "Wait, don't you still have other things to do?" you ask, to which Diluc ruffles your hair with his free hand. "Those can wait tomorrow. I could use some rest right now."

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Sweet and Naive definitely became my favorite series, thank you very much for your writing💗✨

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Can I request a Riddle Rosehearts x fem reader that they are betrothed but also childhood friends?

║Riddle Rosehearts║ The Queen’s Favourite Rose

Reader: Female

Warning(s): None

Word count: 1.9k

All rights reserved. Do not steal/copy and paste and upload it anywhere.

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The Magift tournament was just around the corner once again. Night Raven College’s students were all very much excited for the possible chance of being on television and getting offers to bigger leagues as seen with the fiery burst of energy that had suddenly come from nowhere.

The rest of Twisted Wonderland was just as much hyped for the tournament and that included you. It was a rare occasion to be able to step inside the prestigious, all-boy school so events like the Magift tournament were the only times where you could go in.

As always, you waited for an invitation to be delivered to you and accepted it when you did, departing on the day of the tournament by carriage.

Though you knew which team was probably going to win this year, you still went. You confess that you weren’t really going there for the game and for another completely different reason– A reason that you felt was much more important that you decided to skip a day of school just to be where you are as of the current moment, lost in a crowd, being shoved around effortlessly like a ragdoll.

It has always been like that but it never ceases to make you feel irritated as you try to squeeze between gaps of people and safely land at the end of it. You had departed much earlier than you did in previous years, but you seem to have underestimated how much others were just as excited for the game as you were excited for the reason of you being there.

Once at the entrance to the colosseum, you took a moment to breathe before going to one of the people monitoring and guiding people inside in an orderly fashion. This was the only moment where you could relax since this is where you would part from the more rowdy bunch of individuals. Since you’ve gotten an invite exclusively for families of big names, you were escorted to a seat reserved just for you.

You waited in your seat for the game to start, though you care naught of such things. It was simply a means to pass time but when it did start, to your interest, you were at the edge of your seat when a cat with blue flames entered the field. It was an oddity since there was nothing like it in the years since the school’s grand opening but you found yourself laughing when the famed Savanaclaw was challenging what obviously were new students with the cat.

After what you assumed was the opening game (it was poorly coordinated to be one), you waited for the team you rooted for most– Heartslabyul. Ah, yes. The law-abiding students with their amazing dorm leader! Your heart rate increases by a bit when you see the members on the field. If there were fanclubs of each dormitory, you were sure to be the head of the Heartslabyul dorm’s fanclub. Growing up in the Rose Kingdom, you were a bit biased towards those who abide by the law and Heartslabyul was nothing but that! And you were very familiar with the dorm leader, seeing as he had made quite a name for himself as a Night Raven College’s student.

You noticed that a certain someone on the field was scanning the benches carefully and when your eyes met, he was quick to avert his face altogether. You didn’t notice it at that time, but a small smile crept up your lips.

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“Man, that was a bit embarrassing.. There’s no way anyone would want us even if we could get to join the team next year..” A certain ginger and his friends were making their way down the many stalls, talking about the game that they thought had a chance at, seeing as the events before the game– which was kept undisclosed– left the Savanaclaw a bit weaker than they normally were.

“Well– Hm?” A boy with a spade on his right eye was just about to say something when his eyes noticed a figure that was blocking their path. There stood a lone beauty, clearly lost and searching for something or someone, eyes darting around longingly. His pupils went wide and made an audible ‘woah’ which drew the rest of the group’s attention up ahead, all except the ginger. For him, when he turned, it was already too late. “Hey, Ace! Watch out!” The sudden shout made you turn behind and eyes widened. When Ace turned to look ahead, he had collided with you and the both of you tumbled down. Ace did his best to make sure your head didn’t hit the ground, his quick reflexes putting a hand behind your head and pushed your head right into his chest while his free arm supported the soft impact of your head.

“Ace, you idiot!” One of his friends’ called out. You two stayed like that for a few seconds until all his friends were surrounding the two of you by which at that time, his hold on you loosened. He stares down at you, wide-eyed and still in quite a shock. “W, woah. I’m sorry!” He apologizes, a noticeably light pink dusted his face. “It’s uh–”

“Deuce! Ace! What is the meaning of this?” Another person further down from the group made themselves known with an upset and demanding tone of voice. You looked up ahead and see a familiar red-head, though he was upside down for you. “What are you doing, Ace? Let go of her immediately!” The now fuming with red red-head glares angrily at the ginger. He immediately scrambles up to his feet, bringing you up with him.

“This is [Name], Riddle’s fiancee,” a voice familiar to you speaks just behind Riddle. “Oh, that’s– WHAAAT!?” The first years’ eyes went wide with shock. Riddle, the once tyrant of Heartslabyul, has a fiancee? Since when? Questions filled their minds, but were still in a shock to part their lips.

As Ace tries to explain himself, you dusted your clothes from any dirt that had stuck on you from the ground. “D, dorm leader! I wasn’t–” His dorm leader made a quick, angry look at him before dismissing him entirely. He walks up to you with an obvious look of worry which went unnoticed. It drew a confused side-eye glance to each other from the first years. Did their dorm leader know the beauty?

“My rose, are you okay? You aren’t hurt, are you? No scratches?” He asks questions after questions. “No, I’m okay,” you reassure him with a smile, though it did not make Riddle’s worries from dispelling completely. This drew some even more confusion by the first years and they whispered amongst themselves.

“Trey.. Out of all the words you could have chosen, you decided that ‘fiancee’ was the better choice?” Riddle, now giving them half his attention, pouts. “Is it not right?” Trey smirks, eyes daring to challenge Riddle. The dorm leader frowned a bit more before giving in with a sigh and closed his eyes. “You’re right..” The first years once again made an audible sound of surprise at the confirmation. You giggled at how chaotic they seemed. Riddle clears his throat, a closed hand over his mouth. “I suppose I should give you a proper introduction,” he crosses his arms over his chest and stares at his juniors seriously. “This is [Name], a childhood friend of mine and whom I've also been betrothed to since birth. She attends another school of magic, but one only for girls.”

“Wait, since birth?” Deuce was the one to ask what the rest were wondering. “Correct.” Riddle says it nonchalantly and it made the first years wonder if he truly loved you by choice or that it was a sense of duty to protect you since you two were engaged. They know a bit of Riddle’s past now and know that if it was his mother’s choice for the two to be engaged, that he won’t refute it.

You notice their unease and odd look towards you. You were quick to realize what they were asking you with their eyes and you smiled to reassure them. “Don’t worry, Riddle treats me very nicely out of his own accord,” you said. “We used to have many playdates without knowing we would be wedded together, and during which he promised that he would marry me when the time comes, even if his mother didn’t agree!”

“Rose! Did you really have the need to say that?” Riddle’s face turned red, but not out of anger. You chuckled and clasped one of his hands between yours. “Oh you’re so cute, Riddle.” Your comment just made his face turn as red as his hair and it also looked as if you had broken him. Poor boy, he sometimes doesn’t know what to do with you when you embarrass him.

He clears his throat and faces the first years, especially Ace. “Anyway, since [Name] does not seem to be hurt– and is chipper as usual– I will let the heavy punishment go,” Riddle declares, which was a relief to hear. “But don’t think you’re off the hook, Ace. I will have a talk with you after the festivities have concluded.”

“Now, my rose, why don’t we go on a walk– just the two of us, of course.” His facial expression completely changes from an angry one to a softer one in a nick of time as soon as his eyes return to you. You nodded and bid the Heartslabyul first years. You took Riddle’s hand– which still makes him flustered– and distanced away from the group.

“So she’s taken..” Deuce sighs disappointedly the moment you two were far from their earshot. “Hey, that’s your concern? Riddle will have my head after this!” Ace said, staring at him in disbelief. “And why didn’t you warn me earlier that I was gonna bump into someone?”

“It’s your fault for not looking ahead of you,” Deuce gave him a bored look and turned around to walk away from the raging ginger.

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“Are you sure you’re okay, my rose? You know that I get angry should you lie to me. Honestly, just tell the truth and I’ll go–” You squeezed his hands softly and turned to look at him. “I’m fine! Really. And besides, that first year protected my head from hitting the ground too hard. I owe it to him.”

“Well, maybe if he watched where he was going, you wouldn’t have fallen..” He mumbled under his breath and squeezed your hand, though it was still loud and clear for you to hear. You smiled. “You’ll have a talk with him later, right? So let’s forget about it for now and spend the rest of the time doing fun stuff! You know how limited our time is together now, don’t you?” Silver eyes stare at you– analyzing your features– before they turn to focus on something else up ahead. “Very well then. If that is what my rose wants, then I’ll be more than happy to oblige.” Hearing him say that made your smile grow wider and pressed yourself closer to him that your sides were touching.

“Yay! Okay, dorm leader, where shall we go first?” Riddle blushed once again at the mention of his title. “Rose!” You laughed. “Sorry! I can’t help calling you ‘dorm leader’ when basically all students call you that.” You weren’t really sorry and Riddle knew that. However, he can’t get mad at you. You were, after all, his favourite.

The queen’s favourite rose.

~♡~

I’m sure you noticed it, but I got lazy at the end to the point that my word choices weren’t the best. I hope this was okay though!

Well then I guess I should reveal myself!

Hello there >:)

-Jonah🐉

@malewife-central

OMG. HELLO, HELLO!! >< It's an honour to finally know the account behind Jonah anon!! You don't understand how happy I am! 😂 I'm being so giddy right now, lol.

And you okay Genshin too! I am not really surprised; Genshin is a big game out there. 😅 But now we have two things in common now, I suppose! That being major simps of Lilia and Genshin.

Let's talk more whenever you want!

AHH!! He finally came home!! Happy birthday, Lilia! 😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️ May you prosper in yet another year of your very long life.

past lilia my beloved 💕

I’ve got so many thoughts on him in that era heuxdjzj I don’t wanna clog ur inbox tho 👉👈

-Jonah🐉

!?! What do you mean!? Who cares if you fill my inbox? I certainly don't. I mean, it's Lilia! I'm just down bad for him and I'm sure a great many are. I wanna talk about Lilia every waking second so please do share your thoughts! 😩❤️🤲

║Lilia Vanrouge║ I Can’t Love You for an Eternity

Reader: No pronouns or description used. Gender neutral. 

Warning(s): None

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Who would believe that this short fae with a frail-looking body and a doll-like face is the terrifying general that history books speaks of? It was hard to imagine just by that alone, but seeing him become putty in your hands? No one would have even brush the surface of that topic.

So here he was, the Lilia Vanrouge whose name alone would have made history quiver in fear, submitting himself to your love, answering to your beck and call whenever. 

“My dear, would you care to accompany this old fae for a stroll in the botanical garden?” He looks on in expectancy with that smile you love so much. That smile that would make you go against the heavens should they take it away. So with that said, you nod without needing a moment to think. 

The school’s garden was really breathtaking and the flora grown in them were nothing like what you’ve seen back home. You enjoy these walks with Lilia because you’d have the opportunity to take a break from your work and simply relax with him and admire the flowers. 

“My dear, I don’t suppose you know what this flower is?” Lilia points to a flower that has a deep shade of red whose petals look like it is made out of crystals. The light was bouncing off of it and revealed beautiful rainbow colours hidden within them. 

To no one’s surprise, you shook your head. “Kufufu, then it would be my pleasure to tell you that it is poisonous for humans,” he muses and takes a mischievous glance at you. You sweatdrop. Who knew that a pretty flower could be so dangerous? “But do not worry, it is only if you hold it for long periods of time and handle it without care.

“I do believe that the students of Pomfiore quite prefer using this since its petals offer both medicinal properties from the stems and poisonous traits from its petals that becomes more potent when its crushed,” he says with the knowledge of an ancient. “It’s quite the deadly flower for they are a backstabbing bunch. They prefer to watch the slow process of death and for a long time, households could not find an answer as to why their family is dying one by one, kufufu.” A closed fist covers his smile as he laughs. Without even knowing it yourself, you couldn’t contain a smile of your own. Yes, with him, it was like a never ending dream. Everything he told you would make you smile, even the weird things he would say. It could just be because spending time with him was everything you could ever ask for. 

You hope that it will be like this for eternity.

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“Let’s breakup.”

You could hear a pen drop somewhere further down the halls in one of the classrooms as you felt your heart drop. That was how silent it was in the room. 

When the words finally finish processing inside your head, your eyes became frantic as it enlarges. So many questions pops up into your head but you couldn’t even find it in you to voice them orderly when all you want right now is him, “.. Why?” Your mouth hunts ajar when a single tear slips down your cheek. 

Lilia bit the inside of his cheek yet his face remain unreadable to you, a shadow casting over his eyes that made him look heartless and cold. In fact he turns his face to the side so you couldn’t read his face at all. He was not the Lilia you were so familiar with. “Why, why, why?” You sobbed, “I-is it something about me that you don’t like? Am I too loud? Too quiet?

“Is it because I don’t know many things about this world? I-I’ll study hard so I can k-keep up a conversation with you..! I’ll change, please!” You push yourself to his chest and curled your fists into his uniform, crumpling it and ruining his prestige image of an NRC student. “Please, I’ll do anything you ask! Ju-just don’t leave me..” 

You stare pleadingly at him. One tear turned to two and two to three and so on. His jaws tightened and he couldn’t help but turn slightly to look at you. However, this only made him flinch and turn away. He couldn’t stand tears. His nose crinkles and his brows furrowed all the while he keeps his mouth shut. 

For just a moment, you saw how much he was in pain so why was he doing this to himself? To you? “Please, you have to talk to me..” Your head hangs low, still gripping onto his shirt tightly, afraid that he will walk away and leave you if you let go or relax just a bit. 

You hear him let out a shaky breath and hold onto both of your wrist, but just for a short second until he forces you to detach yourself from him so seamlessly. Your eyes widened but now, you could properly see his eyes. It was dull and looked like it belonged to a heartless murderer out on the field. What scared you most about it was that it was a fitting look on him. It was as if he had this on for a long time that it became natural. Moreover, it hides so many thoughts and mixed feelings from you such as the pain he feels just by doing this. You were unable to decipher any of it. 

“There is nothing wrong with you so please do not degrade yourself..” He says coldly and smoothies out his uniform. “So why..?” Your voice croaks. He goes back to staring at the ground beside you but still answers, “I simply cannot love you for an eternity.”

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So that was that, one supposes. It took some time for you to get out of bed each day and talk to your friends as if nothing was wrong, but humans are fickle creatures whose hearts can easily be molded and find it in them to open them to others once more. Over time, you healed. To be more accurate, you put your heart together again, but once broken will always be broken. There were cracks that would obviously never heal. 

This was good. After all, he hated the way you look during those days where you looked hopeless, when the eyes the held a promise to the world looked so lifeless. 

Two orbs with deep shades of red- that one can say to be crimson- watches a certain someone from the shadows. It watches as they approach a taller male. 

There was some inaudible chatter as words were being passed along. Then there it was, a laugh. It was a laughter that it was most familiar with. The sound of a past history that it wishes to relive again but knows that it shouldn’t dream of such a thing. The laughter from someone who it cannot hold in its arms any longer. 

“[Name], do you want to walk in the garden with me?” Ah. Just the mention of your name already has this old fae’s heart beating rapidly, but it was a name he can no longer say so lovingly. The male with you has a deep and velvety tone that could just possibly woo anyone. His smile can be considered charming in its own way. 

He wears the uniform of Octavinelle, the fae ponders from behind a tree. “I believe that this is the twin named Jade..” He mumbles, cross examining the description that matches the correct Leech twin. 

He sees your head slightly nods. Could it be that you are hesitant to go into the garden? He found it hard to go in there himself as well. It does bring melancholic memories.

Jade offers a hand to which you take and allow yourself to be swept away. 

This is fine, Lilia thinks. Jade, he knows- despite the rumours about the eels- is dependable and honest. He is protective when it comes to his loved ones, especially his brother whom he does his best to make sure he doesn’t get into too much trouble. He is organized and a good influence. What’s more, he has a lifespan similar to that of a human.

“Do you know what this flower is, [Name]?” Jade points towards a flower whose colour was a deep blue; a royal blue. “It has a pleasant smell that is used in perfumes or tea to have a fragrant smell.

“More importantly..” Jade plucks the flower from its soil carefully and faces you properly. “It symbolizes deep admiration.”

This is fine.. This is good. 

You can finally have that wish you’ve had where you can grow old with somebody you love fulfilled. A wish that is shared by many humans. 

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A nightmare.

In the midst of the ever peaceful night, the old fae was rudely awoken by a nightmare. Even as he gulped down a hefty amount of water in the Diasomnia kitchen to calm his nerves, he couldn’t stop the shaky breath that his lips slips out as he recalls that dream. 

This dream, that dream.. He’s been having the same nightmare. Death. Death. Death. Death.

It’s inevitable, he knows that. He should know that very well. But when it’s about you.. 

“Father?” 

A familiar voice that was evident that it is still going through adolescence drew his attention behind him. The light of the moon could faintly trace the outline of his son standing by the entryway to the kitchen. “Silver..” He takes a deep breath in and straightens his posture to properly greet him. 

“What are you doing up so late?” He lets out a quivering breath. “You do know that it’s wrong to stay up late since it will take a toll on your body. 

“This can’t do since you need an able body to protect Malleus.” His eyes pierces through the dim room and takes in the worried face that was on his son’s face.

“I woke up when I heard your door open and close,” Silver answers honestly. “Ah, then my apologies.. You must be tired so why don’t you go to back to bed?” 

“I’m worried about you, father..” He confesses and walks closer so he could take a proper look at the way his face contorts in pain, totally disregarding the words his father said. 

Lilia stares back at him with owlish eyes, the expressions he had earlier was nowhere to be seen. It was as if it wasn’t there at all. This should be something to be praised— how easy he can change his expressions to one that enemies would have a hard time reading— but it wasn’t. Not to the worries of Silver especially who awoke each night at the sound of a door open and closed, knowing that it was Lilia who came out. 

“I think you should talk to [Name] about this..” He voices once he finds the right words and way to put his thoughts to light. “I do not know the suffering’s extent from this nightmare is, but talking it out might help.” 

“Silver.” Lilia’s voice was stern as he looked at him with a serious look. Seriousness was hard to tie in with the current Lilia but Silver knows full well that he had reverted back to his general days at this moment. 

The silver-haired boy gulps the lump in his throat and knows it was time to stop the chatter. “I’ll go to bed now.. Have a good rest, father,” with that, the young boy returns to his room with a faint click on his door, confirming that he has gone inside. 

Death was not merely an acquaintance with the fae. He has seen lives taken away from the innocent and he took some himself. Even now, he is expecting that another life will slip through his fingers, knowing that Silver is human. However, when it came to you, it was hard. 

In his long years, he had never had someone give him this fluttering feeling inside his chest. It was as if a thirsty flower being watered for the first time in so long suddenly blossom in glee. You make him feel like that. 

However, a flower can’t have the same gardener for so long as they will perish while it is at a standstill and the only thing it could do is watch the world around them change. 

I’m sorry I can’t grow old with you, my dear.. 

It is the first time he is feeling like this and so he’s confused— afraid. He is afraid. He is scared that if he loves you too much, he’ll be the one to turn the heavens upside down— tear it apart— should it be your time to part from the realm of the living. 

But.. Maybe that was too late.  

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Watching over your sleeping figure, Lilia couldn’t help but think all these sorry thoughts. Thoughts of how he is a coward and a bad fae who could not grant you one, beautiful wish of wanting to grow old with him. 

“I have failed you, my dear,” he whispers and caresses your face softly and carefully as if you were made of crystals. “I am the one to hurt you and make you shed tears, yet it is I who feels regret for allowing it to end the way it did..” 

A tear. A single tear escapes through your shut lids, but you had this bittersweet smile. Could you have been dreaming of him? Are you dreaming— replaying— the sweet times that you two once shared? 

Even now, when he is no longer a general, it was hard for Lilia to cry. But this heart of his cries. Cries out for your love that it knows is forbidden to it. 

“Oh look, I seem to have made you cry even in the land of dreams where it should be happy..” He smiles bitterly. His hand halts its actions and then a faint glow emits from his palms. 

“I, Lilia Vanrouge, present you the gift of love.. May you find it in your heart to love as big as you once did and hopefully find that very same love in whom you wish to spend the rest of eternity with..” After he said those words, the light gradually dims until it was dark in the room once more, save for the light of the moon. 

It is only after seeing your face relax, did he part ways with you. “May you also never shed tears again and have beautiful dreams.” 

He turns on his heels so that his back faces you. It was close to morning dawn and he had to retire back to his dorm to freshen up. This would be the last time he visits, he says a silent promise to himself, though it was half convincing. After all, you had found that someone and thus have no need for him anymore. 

Before he leaves your room, he takes one more look at you and under his breath, he speaks with an aching heart, “Please forget how this unworthy old fae has taken your love for granted..” 

~♡~

Hm, I don't know if I should choose Lilia again but for the English version or go for Malleus.. Anyway, I'm feeling excited all over again.

I'd like to request some yandere-themed fluff if possible, yandere Lilia x reader. It would be something like Lilia scaring the reader to the point of making her cry, only to later be the one to comfort her.

Lilia Vanrouge x reader

Reader: Suggestion of afab reader. No mention of pronounce (I couldn't find a place to put one).

Warning(s): Yandere themes

Word count: 900+

All rights reserved. Do not steal/copy and paste and upload it anywhere.

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Note: I’ve realized that I added Japanese honorifics midway writing this.. Please just ignore that. ^^;;

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How cute you were.. So young.. Naive.. And awfully too trusting of others for your own good. But maybe– just maybe– that’s what made him so fond of you. It would be too boring, really, to have someone buy in every word you say but Lilia didn’t think so; you were just O’ so fun to be around with. Could you being magicless and from another world be a factor? That, he doesn’t know. But, why fret the details? All one really needs to know is how crazy he is for you.

If you’re unfortunate enough, you might have accidentally looked over at the ancient fae unknowingly and be met terror-stricken at just how his eyes seem to swirl in unrecoverable madness.

You were heavily dependent on your friends when it came to protection so trust and without them, he noticed, you were just a helpless bunny stuck in a cage full of wolves. Though, admittedly, there really was just one wolf out to get you.. But if it turns out that there is another, well.. Now there was one.

Ah, why should he compare you to a helpless bunny? You weren’t truly that naive and oblivious like one, no. He can see that in you when you trech through the dark hallways– presumably kept up in the library studying– of Night Raven and kept your guard up and intune with your senses. Unlike a bunny, at least you know of the dangers being alone at night.

What are you so defensive about, my dear? Oh? Looking over your shoulder? Is someone.. Or something following you? Ah, that shouldn’t be the case. After all, he was there watching your every move and your surroundings.

With deep crimson-coloured eyes that seemed to pierce through the darkness, he would be able to see if anyone was around you and right now, he can confidently say it was just you.. And him of course.

Watching you from a far off branch of a tree– protecting you– this dead of the night where not a single, weary soul lies awake.. See how wonderful he is? He’s up because he’s worried about you!

Oh! What was that? Did you hear something? Perhaps.. A purposely dropped object? Fufufu, that sudden fright must have seriously gotten to you. Now look at how you’re mumbling to yourself about just being overly sensitive and paranoid. You are just so cute! He was almost about to snatch you up right then and there and lock you up in a tower in the Valley of Thorns.

But, alas, he couldn’t do it right now. After all, his prince must finish his years in Night Raven and since he was his guardian, he must see it through. It wasn’t that long of a wait though, and when it was time to go back to the kingdom, he’s sure to take you with him.

He would really love to create a family with you once he gets back home– and he’s sure you’ll love the idea as well! Just imagine how much joy it would be to see both of your half-fae children running around in the manor!

Amidst his daydreaming– or night dreaming, you could say– he hasn’t realized how his heels clacking on the hard, cold floor have gotten rather loudly and obvious that you weren’t alone.

You called out for him– anyone– in the dark, tears pricking your eyes. You were completely frozen on the spot once you realized that there was no way of outrunning him.

Now you were looking like a helpless bunny. He almost felt bad for scaring you so– almost. Ah, but he doesn’t want you to cry because of him..

“[Name]-chan?” A familiar voice draws your attention behind you and not at the monster in front of you. Well, if it was still there. “L, Lilia..”

Oh dear. He must have truly scared you out of your wits this time. Your tears were now freely trickling down your cheeks as you ran up to hug him– seek comfort in him. “There, there.. No need to cry now,” he said, stroking your head lovingly as if he didn’t find a sickening joy in scarring you. “There’s no one here but us here, so dry your tears and let me see you smile.”

He moves slightly back to take a proper look at your tear-stained face that he found beautiful on you and cups your face between his hands. It was at this point that you noticed that the monster’s gaze seemed to vanish and relax, giving your senior a smile.

“Why are you here, Lilia-san?” you asked and wiped your face from the tears. “I was taking a stroll around the place and noticed that someone was inside so I came to check what they were up to.. I must say, I really am a curious one, huh?” He chuckles, eyes close as he continues to stroke the top of your head.

You gave a dry laugh of your own, heart feeling lighter unlike a few moments ago where you felt your heart thumping against your chest– frantic and screaming for you to hurry up and leave the building.

“Hehe.. Next time that you are alone or wish for a different company, don’t hesitate to call for me,” Lilia said. He opened his eyes, a dark shadow was cast over them but was pierced by his glowing orbs. He darkly said something just below an acceptable normal voice that you also heard and made alarm bells go off, “Though, I’m all you need anyway.”

~♡~

Can I request a Neige Leblanche x dom fem reader NSFW? (Established relationship and I’m 19)

Neige LeBlanche x reader 

Reader: Gender-neutral/not mentioned. “You”.

I tried to incorporate a female reader but I just didn’t know where and how.

Warning(s): Not. Safe. For. Work. 

Word count: 300+

All rights reserved. Do not steal/copy and paste and upload it anywhere.

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Note: This is very short since I can’t for the life of me write nsfw. 

To requester: If this didn't live up to your expectations, please send in another request! I'll practice and practice until I can write one properly!

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║Neige LeBlanche║Behind Closed Doors

Behind the flashes of cameras.. Behind that smile of his, that angelic laugh of his, that soft voice of his– everything. Behind everything that he puts up on camera live.. Behind closed doors.. Who could have thought that their beloved idol, Neige LeBlanche, could be so.. Dirty. 

“[N-name]..” There he was, everyone’s favourite idol, Neige, sprawled out on your shared bed. Hot, heavy, slow and uneven pants escape his lips. He stared down at you through half-lidded eyes– at you who was very much clothed whereas he was the opposite.

You looked up from between his legs and had direct eye contact with him. You waited for him to talk since he did say your name after all. “P, please..” You knew what he was asking for, even if he only said one word. 

You continued your work, bobbing your head up and down in a set pace that takes agonizing minutes just to get to the edge. You weren’t anyone to note and no one knew of you. You were just someone who graduated from somewhere that managed to get Neige wrapped up around your pretty little finger. No one needed to know who you were nor would they want to if they knew that their beloved Neige is a taken man. 

You snicker at the thought of imagining all those fans with a befallen look on their face. You would love to see it but you’d rather not involve yourself with the media– which is beneficial for Neige anyway. Anything you do, you wish that it could be of help to Neige.

You felt him twitch inside your mouth. But even so, you continued, driving him closer and closer to that edge until.. “[Name..!”] You felt him buck into your mouth and grabbed your head for support. Strings of white liquid all shot inside your mouth and you made sure that none escaped. 

Neige was left panting even more as you parted away from him to gaze at him from above fondly. 

You smiled and leaned in to capture his lips with yours. A kiss. 

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“You have been making a lot of effort to keep people happy, so now it’s my turn to make you happy.” With one more quick kiss– more like a peck on the lips– you began to undress yourself for the main part of tonight’s activities.. All behind closed doors.

AHH!! I thought I had uploaded this two weeks ago!!