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Personal vent under the cut. Don't expect to understand anything, I needed to settle an argument I've been having with my own brain. Don't worry, everything is ok now...

"Wow, did you see that freak monster hurt that person? God, what a creep... that person's DEFINITELY scarred for life!"

"I did... I hate people like that."

"Oh really? Funny of you to say that because well, y'know... you're kind of like them, aren't you?"

"I'm nothing like them. I wouldn't hurt anyone, let alone to that degree of awful."

"Nothing? You're literally the same category of freak."

"I am no such thing. I don't take advantage of other people. My moral compass is intact. I know how that person they hurt feels, it's happened to me too. I would defend them with my-"

"That person would hate you if they knew the kind of freak you were. You're just like that freak who hurt them."

"We may both be freaks but I-" "So you admit it then?"

"Let me fini-"

"You're just another monster. You may not see it now, but just you wait."

"I made a promise to never-"

"You're just making excuses for yourself."

"No-"

"You should apologize."

"For what? I've done nothing, I've only done is everything to not become a mon-"

"Doesn't matter. Your freaky little existence begs for forgiveness."

"I- I-"

"What? What? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?"

"I'm sor-"

"So you admit you're a monster in need of forgiveness"

"I never sai-"

"You don't deserve it. You may be 'innocent' now, but just you wait... just you wait, little freak."

"I hate how you twist things around. I hate how you manipulate me, telling me things I don't wan't to hear."

"Even if they may be... the truth~?" "IT'S NOT THE TRUTH. YOU'RE JUST HORRIBLE. ALL YOU SAY ARE THINGS TO MAKE ME MISERABLE. HONESTLY, BETWEEN THE TWO OF US, THE MONSTER HERE IS YOU. NOT ME, YOU."

"Sounds like someone's having a hissy fit. Do you hear yourself yelling like a stupid little child?" "BECAUSE IF I DON'T YELL, YOU TALK OVER ME. I'M TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW, SHUT UP. JUST SHUT UP. FROM FREAK TO FREAK, I MAY BE A FUCKING FREAK BUT I WILL UNLEASH HELL AGAINST THE AMORAL, AGAINST THE RANCID CANCER BEINGS RAMPAGING THIS LOVELESS EARTH. I DON'T CARE IF I'M SHOVED INTO A CATEGORY OF FREAK SHARED WITH THESE CANCER BEINGS. I DON'T CARE IF THAT PERSON HATES ME BECAUSE I'M SHOVED INTO THAT BOX. I'M FIGHTING FOR THAT PERSON REGARDLESS. I KNOW WHO I AM. I KNOW WHO I AM. I KNOW WHO I AM. I AM NOT THE MONSTER YOU SAY I AM."

"...heh."

If Only They Knew

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Pairing: Yandere!Malleus x (Y/n) (gender neutral)

Word count: 1,722

Cw: Standard yandere content, forced marriage, isolation from friends, mental breakdown from (Y/n), kidnapping, manipulation, controlling & possessive behavior, spoiler for main story part 6

Note: I bear no responsibility for the content you are about to read. Minors, DNI!

Malleus tried to make the most of his nightly walks with (Y/n) since they only lasted for a short time. 

The reason being? His dorm members, particularly Sebek & Silver, are always keeping an eye on him.

It would be erroneous, however, to assume that Malleus was wholly displeased by their efforts to protect him. He was amused seeing them protecting one of the world’s strongest mages.

Once the VDC was over, he thought about how to deepen his friendship with (Y/n). They were his only friend & he was certain he’d become lonely once more upon his return to the Valley of Thorns.

Such plans would sadly be interrupted by the arrival of the Charon division from S.T.Y.X.

To make matters worse, (Y/n) was nowhere to be found on campus. Knowing that searching for them would send his dorm into a state of panic, he could only hope they were ok.

After 2 agonizing days, (Y/n), along with Rook, Epel, Grim, Ortho, & the overblot sextet, have returned.

“Child of Man. Are you injured in any way” Malleus asked. He felt relieved once (Y/n) confirmed they were fine.

After the emotional reunion ended, Malleus pulled (Y/n) to the side & expressed his interest in spending more time with them. It would be a matter of time before the next major crisis occurred, after all.

Much to Malleus’s pleasure, nothing happened for a long while. Perhaps the Great 7 were generous enough to grant him his wish.

Much to Malleus’s displeasure, however, was that (Y/n) would still check up on the other students & staff members. This shouldn’t bother him because their kindness is a huge reason why he liked them. But it did & he needed to prevent these feelings from clouding his judgment.

After explaining his situation to Lilia, the vampiric faery suggested he helped his human throughout the day. “Why don’t you try assisting them in any way you can? The sooner their work for the day ends, the sooner the two of you can relax together.“

Malleus did exactly as he was told & was pleased by the results. At first he only learned a few of (Y/n)’s hobbies, but later on he became aware of their favorite foods, their values on life, etc. It was concerning how well he was able to memorize everything in such a short time.

One night, Lilia caught Malleus digging through his treasury & jokingly claimed that his charge was in love with the Ramshackle prefect.

The mere notion that Malleus desired for more than friendship had him flustered. Was he even in love with (Y/n)? If not, then why is he going through his treasury, something that contains jewels valuable to him?

He pondered for a while & came to the conclusion that he was in love with them.

Much to Lilia’s surprise, Malleus claimed that he’ll begin courting (Y/n). He warned him not to do so right away because he may frighten them. Maintaining their friendship as he always had been would be optimal, albeit time consuming. As for any potential rivals, simply making his presence known would be more than enough.

Malleus was confused by how much emphasis Lilia put on his last statement, but listened anyway. When he felt his relationship with (Y/n) had matured enough, he displayed more signs of affection ranging from (awkwardly) hugging them to lavishing them with expensive gifts. It was at this time he thought about confessing his feelings, but wasn’t sure how to properly word it.

One night, he asked (Y/n) if they had any plans after graduating from Night Raven College. Since they are not from this world, finding a place of residence & employment would be challenging, especially when they lacked any magical attributes.

As soon as (Y/n) said they were still looking for a new home, Malleus immediately offered them a place in his castle. After all, who wouldn’t wish to live in a castle with many servants at their beck & call?

Surprised by his change in attitude, (Y/n) asked what was going on.

Gently taking their hands into his, Malleus calmly stated that he desired more than friendship from them & asked if they felt the same.

The moment (Y/n) accepted his confession & invitation, Malleus’s heart fluttered. He was one step closer to securing a happy future with them. He just needed to ensure that no one could interfere with their relationship.

Suddenly, he realized that (Y/n) must learn about fae social & cultural norms. They were rather different from those of humans, so it was imperative to teach them lest they unknowingly incur the wrath of one of his court members down the line.

Every day after class ended, (Y/n) would arrive at the Diasomnia dorm for Lilia’s etiquette & history lessons. 

(Y/n) took their additional studies seriously & got along with the Diasomnia dorm members. One day, they expressed their desire to see their friends again.

Malleus immediately sent a letter to his grandmother about his future spouse. Meanwhile, Lilia lengthened (Y/n)’s lessons while also having Silver & Sebek being their bodyguards.

It was at this point (Y/n) was fed up with everything & they confronted Malleus about it all.

He shamelessly revealed his true colors knowing he could still forcefully marry his Child of Man.

(Y/n) attempted to run away only for Malleus to immediately pull them into an embrace.

Malleus wiped their tears with his gloved hands while speaking to them with a soothing tone. When that failed to calm (Y/n) down, Malleus cast a weak sleeping spell on them. After carrying them back to his room, he proceeded to watch them sleep before falling asleep as well.

Ever since that day, (Y/n) rarely spoke & has never smiled. No amount of persuasion from anyone was able to successfully bring them out of their depression.

The final day of school had arrived & Malleus couldn’t be any more ecstatic. Even if (Y/n) could no longer attend Night Raven College, he could simply hire the best tutors from around the world to continue their education.

After a long discussion with his grandmother, Malleus contacted a noble fae family that could adopt (Y/n). 

While the queen was pleased to see that her grandson found the love of his life, she stated that it was best for everyone to believe that (Y/n) came from a noble, wealthy family to quell any complaints about their true background.

Meanwhile, Lilia began the preparations for the wedding ceremony. The food & drinks, the attire, the wedding rings, it all had to be perfect.

On top of their etiquette & history lessons, (Y/n) would be busy with their wedding attire fitting & learning how to manage a court alongside Malleus. It was too much for them to handle. They wanted to scream & cry, but understood that no one would be able to help them nor would they care to do so. Everyone was only concerned about the happiness of their soon-to-be-king.

On the day of the wedding just hours before the ceremony, many servants were attending to (Y/n) to ensure their appearance was nothing short of exquisite. Before having any makeup applied to their face, (Y/n) drank a love potion just strong enough for them to endure the wedding. After all, they knew it would be unwise to upset Malleus on his special day.

Speaking of Malleus, he couldn’t be any more impatient to see his soon-to-be spouse in their wedding attire. Being warned about potentially delaying his wedding was enough for him to remain cooperative, however.

As numerous guests from all across the globe awaited for the royal couple to appear, beautiful orchestral music can be heard throughout the grandest cathedral in all the kingdom. They were chattering with excitement as they sat down on the pews & as more guests arrived.

Not too far from the cathedral were many citizens of the Valley of Thorns that have gathered to witness the momentous event. All of the best guards were summoned to ensure no one acted out of line.

Had the Valley of Thorns embraced modern technology like the rest of the world, there is no doubt that Malleus would have broadcasted this event. At the very least, his marriage with (Y/n) will be talked about by many for years to come.

Upon the arrival of Malleus, the music became serene & every guest inside the cathedral stood & watched as the soon-to-be king walked down the aisle.

No strand of hair stood out of place. No wrinkle on his clothes could be seen. It was as if he was a being created by the divine.

Shortly afterwards, (Y/n) entered the cathedral. All of the guests clapped in excitement while Malleus did his best to maintain his composure. He wanted to take them to a place far away from civilization, but he knew how selfish it would be for him to abandon his royal duties.

After the vows & rings were exchanged, Malleus & (Y/n) were declared to be officially married. Everyone cheered for them as they kissed each other.

At the reception hall, the royal couple were dancing to a few traditional songs, one of which being “Once Upon a Dream.” The way they looked at each other while dancing had everyone believing that they were just as in love with each other as Princess Aurora & Prince Philip were.

Once the wedding had ended, Malleus immediately took (Y/n) to a private resort for their honeymoon. It was at this moment that the latter broke down in tears.

Alarmed, Malleus asked his spouse what had upset them so greatly. He didn’t get an answer right away as they were too busy crying for a long, long while. Once (Y/n) had calmed down, he repeated his question.

Their response can be summarized to how they hated themselves for not noticing the red flags Malleus was showing to them.

Malleus chuckled, stating that it “would have only delayed the inevitable” before pulling them into a gentle embrace.

Had (Y/n) know about Malleus’s alarming behavior, they would’ve had just enough time to warn their friends about their inevitable disappearance. All they could do from now on was cling onto what little sanity they have left.

If only they knew…

vihanadavis​:

“Leo, my love. I am home.” Vihana lit up with her smile. She giggled at each kiss, each one tickling her skin. When he pulled back, she met his gaze and held it, gently reaching out to stroke some shaggy curls away from his face. He looked so handsome, even when he could do with haircut. His words made her heart clench. “I missed you too, darling. I’m so sorry to have been gone so long. I thought tonight I could make an apology…” 

Hana stepped away, taking his hands and grinning. “All your favourites tonight… Steak and lobster and duchess potatoes, prepared by our favourite, Chef Moreau. Hydrangeas, a lovely whiskey, and I was thinking we could run a bath and share it after dessert. Which… was going to be tarte au citron, but it seems you’ve brought something…” 

Hana went over and picked up the cupcakes. “Where did you get these? They look delightful.” 

-

Leo was about to protest her desire to apologize but was completely taken by her leading him with her hold and smile. He finally looked away from her lavish beauty to her handiwork. He inhaled deeply when she mentioned his favorite meal. Surf and turf. His appetite so greedy that it desired the best of land and sea. His eyes admired the most dramatic of all the flowers in his opinion since hydrangeas chose to drink from their petals than their stems. Stubborn and dramatic just like him. It was so thoughtful and so thorough. There even was even a glass of his worse vice chilled and waiting for him. His hands had laced their fingers with more pressure like he still couldn’t believe she was here. That someone would do all of this for someone like him.

Leo’s widened eyes almost froze when her attention went to the pink box. Seeing how Blake had handed them to him earlier and seeing her hold them had made his compartmentalizing do a double take. He looked down at the little cellophane window that had let her see its’ beautiful contents. The cupcakes were filled and topped with his favorite. Fresh berries and cream on angel cake. He kept his face neutral now as he quickly thought his answer through. It wouldn’t be good to lie in this situation. If he lied about where he got cupcakes, and she had found out, it would be a red flag. He didn’t want to bring Blake into discussion with his wife, but he had no choice. If he was just honest about the baked goods, he should be safe. “It was out of the blue, actually, I got them from the woman who did our wedding cake. I bumped into her today after class.” He kept his story straight and simple. Liars always added too much detail to their lies and he used that knowledge to his advantage. “Had I known you’d be home tonight, I would have opted for our wedding cake flavor.” He said, using his charm to distract her from the topic all together. As well as closing in the space between their bodies to press a soft kiss upon her lips. 

blakemadden​:

Blake wanted to have that attachment again with Leo, hell she had missed him like no ones business, but she’d thought keeping herself away from him to maintain her secret was the only way forward. Except now he was professing a want to help her out which made a tiny part of her wonder if she’d had told him the truth from the start, maybe they could have done this together. Apart from the way her arm still throbbed from where he’d grabbed it was too prominent to ignore, making the brunette swallow hard. “Why?” She asked in a genuinely confused voice, not understand how this three sixty had occurred so rapidly. He had been so angry with her not two seconds ago. It had scared her.

As the gap between them closed she couldn’t help but place her hand on his shoulders, the coo of his voice soothing after the harshness it had contained before. Blake gazed up at him like he held the key to the world, which was one of her biggest downfalls, the girl wanted to believe that this was the start of things going right more than anything else. “No…I know…I know you have.” She murmured, her eyes roaming his face until her gaze settled on his lips, pressing her own together. “I’ve missed you…” she admitted in a low murmur, something just between the two of them.

-

“Because the circumstances aren’t as frightening as they could have been?” He worded, thinking it was quite obvious. But it was only clear to him and his selfish perspective. “You didn’t tell me you were pregnant, let alone show me you were— fuck Blake, you were hiding it from me. And I find out like this? What was I suppose to think?” He asked with no malice but looking for some angle of sympathy or relevance. Some way to clear his consciousness of the guilt he felt for placing his hands on her. Some way to rationalize his mood swings. “Admittedly, I shouldn’t have assumed I was the only one who has won your affection. It makes sense now to me why you ended things when you did. But putting all that aside, you’re my friend and I want to help you.” He spoke evenly, his anger was clearly diminished the second he found out he wasn’t a father. His mind was only wrapped around her and how he wanted to be a helping hand at the very least.

“I’ve always been here.” He replied in the same low tremor, but he stubbornly did not want to admit that he missed her too. Though his dark chocolate eyes were brimming with indulgence as he looked at her. “I didn’t decide on changing things between us.” He reminded her. “And of course, I’ll still respect your wishes. I won’t try anything.” As soon as those words left his mouth, he wished he could take them back. Wished that that he could push that boundary if not destroy it. 

blakemadden​:

Blake swallowed as it became obvious the man was once again sliding down the slippery slope of anger. Why had she poked the bear? Sometimes she could be so thoughtless, the baker chastised herself silently, still pale from the entire confrontation they were currently experiencing. “I didn’t know it was something I was obligated to share with anyone…” She had tried to sound confidant but it ended up coming out as a fearful statement made in a slightly shaking voice. Had they been going through a loud part of the tunnel at the time it may well have been swallowed up in the noise entirely. Eyes flicking down to his finger pointed at his own chest then up to meet his gaze again, she had no idea what was going to happen. Thank god they were in public. “I’m…I never said I didn’t have a hand in it too I was just…” She trailed off, feeling like she was on the brink of tears for multiple reasons. Fear, guilt, hormones…all were applicable right now. “I know I was part of it too…I know…” She whispered, looking down at the ground with shame.

-

 “I didn’t know I was just anyone.” Leo’s lips pursed, he felt so entitled to be involved in her personal life to know about her pregnancy. To him, they had a tale of raw intimacy between them. He had lived out every lustful thought while being another’s. But Blake had been the only one he broke all his vows for. He watched her stumble upon her words. He could just see that he had struck a nerve that he had aimed for. But seeing the result for pettiness made him feel smaller rather than bigger. 

“I don’t regret any moment of it. Of us.” He declared as his arms finally relaxed beside him. He looked away from her, biting his lip, he didn’t know how to console her when he was clearly the problem. “Regardless of my reaction, I’m happy for you and your new partner. I wish you well.” He said dipping his head as he said this before turning and attempting to take a cowardly exit. 

blakemadden​:

Blake looked at him with a confused if still fearful expression on her face, because he was obviously still angry. She’d seen what he was capable of - to some degree, and didn’t feel like finding out anymore. Still the woman couldn’t help but ask the first question that came to her mind. “And what would grabbing me have changed if it was your baby? Hmm? It wouldn’t have changed anything.” ‘It would kill my wife’ those words were crystal clear evidence of what side of the fence he stood regardless of his cheating because at no point had he shown any concern for her or the baby. Before or after finding out the supposed paternity of it. If anything he had shown concern for himself ahead of anyone else, even if he claimed it was for his wife. Maybe it was a good thing that she’d not told him earlier in her pregnancy because of her fear he would reject their child because he’d done that before he’d even known if he was the dad. “No, I can imagine if she knew that would make things very difficult for you.” The woman muttered.

-

“I’m sorry, but If you hadn’t kept your condition a secret then, I wouldn’t have drawn to conclusions.” He said with his voice deepening with icy inflictions. He even pointed at his chest. Leo would always blame someone else for his faults. Especially, if his reactions weren’t warranted. No, only when his actions were praised would he ever own up to himself. But he was truly scared. Being caught was his worst fear because he knew what it meant. Knew what he had to lose and he was happy just right where he was. He listened to her, her words forming a mirror in which he could see his selfishness. But that wasn’t new to the Brooklyn orphan. “Imagine what you want, Blake, but don’t act like you didn’t have a hand in it too.” His voice dropped and but his gaze on her face was impassioned. So many times he had used his body to please hers, and not a single protest or worry over his wife were made during those times.