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dorakonia · 27 days
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only he would accidentally boop himself
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dorakonia · 27 days
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Boops his nose (affectionately) uwu
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He was hoping he would do that.... this automatically gives him permission to boop his nose right back.~
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dorakonia · 2 months
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death will not do us part you stupid cunt
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dorakonia · 2 months
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mutuals i would torment in my gothic castle
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dorakonia · 2 months
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Achievement Unlocked: Malleus’s Wrath
To unlock: Mess with the MC
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dorakonia · 2 months
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Commission for @fluffa-mocha-bean
(ノ´ヮ`)ノ*: ・゚
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dorakonia · 2 months
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@jinanreona they're in luv ur honor
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dorakonia · 3 months
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when you're watching a movie together and you, at the exact same moment, repeat what a character says, and you unintentionally mention malleus' mum
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@jinanreona
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dorakonia · 4 months
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i dont post anything lmfao, but look at them
Ko-fi
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dorakonia · 4 months
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can you imagine what it's like?
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dorakonia · 5 months
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@jinanreona asked: Innocently offers him a Pocky stick~ 😇
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The fae had not exactly put today's date into memory considering he had only ever experienced it once before - and back then it had not exactly.... ended in the best of ways. Yes, obviously he remembered it very vividly, it was just that he had not exactly put Pocky Day's date to memory. However, the sight of the familiar piece of candy being offered to him instantly brought him back to that day a year prior. With this in mind, it didn't take him many moments to come to the conclusion that yes, it had indeed been (merely) a year, and since he hadn't seen, eaten or even less been offered one of the sweets since then, and that today must be Pocky Day.
For a brief moment, Malleus' lime hues seemed to have gotten fixed on the offered piece. He was... genuinely surprised, but the surprise remained within him and the only sign one could see of it was in the reflection of his eyes.
Malleus doubted Leona had forgotten about last year; granted, it had taken place before the pair had become... well, a pair. He could say now with confidence that the both of them had gone through multiple cases of misunderstandings and bumps in the road up until New Year's Eve last year. That pocky 'game' had been one of them. Thus, Malleus couldn't help but feeling slightly surprised when his beloved had offered him now - whether they would actually play that game or simply indulge in a package of pocky sticks together.
The aftermath had not been a very delightful experience, and Malleus himself had more or less convinced himself that he wouldn't bother engaging in that day in particular again ( perhaps that had been the very reason why he hadn't even put the day's date to mind ). If he knew the beastman as well as he thought he did, he had simply assumed that the other wouldn't want to share another pocky with him again either; not necessarily because he disliked the fae, but rather because Malleus has simply assumed that their last go at it had left too much of a bad taste in both of their mouths to even want to speak of it again. Last time, they had played the 'game', both of them insanely competitive at first, and Malleus completely missing the point of the game, and not even attempting to win the last round just to see what would happen. In hindsight, it was evident to the fae that Leona had... actually tried to kiss him, albeit in a kind of sneaky way - using the pocky game as an excuse of sorts. After all, there had been a brief moment back then when Malleus legitimately thought that Leona had made the game up.
Thinking back on it now, Malleus couldn't help but finding it a tad adorable. But the thought was quickly replaced by the memory of the conversation that followed when the other had addressed elephant in the room; how they would have kissed if they had kept on going. And how that eventually lead to a back-and-forth of various points being made regarding the nature of kisses ( specifically, first time kisses ), candy being exchanged and then taken back, and insults being hurled out which only resulted in the pride on both sides getting hurt. Needless to say, it had been a significant day to remember.
Yes, things have obviously changed since then. No, technically it didn't matter what happened last year; at least now Leona knew fully well what the fae's stance on kisses were. He knew what that symbolizes for Malleus, and he still remained here with him by his side - and Malleus by his.
These thoughts only circled around inside his mind for a brief moment though, and even though his gaze had only lingered on the offered pocky but for a second or two, it swiftly rose to instead Leona's - the fae offering him a questioning look.
" Ah. So it is that day again? " He did take it right away though, because he was still somewhat attempting to read Leona. But then again, if the other truly didn't want to have anything to do with this day or these sweets, then he wouldn't have been offering one to Malleus now, would he?
So the fae reached out and accept it, studying it shortly before his eyes wandered over to meet those of emerald; now offering him a small but wholesome smile back. " Am I to expect a game with this, or would you simply want to share? " He didn't give Leona a chance to answer, because his smile shifted into a knowing one as he shook his head. " You do know you don't have to resort to silly games in order to earn a kiss from me anymore, no? "
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dorakonia · 6 months
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"You can't protect everyone."
I have to try.
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dorakonia · 6 months
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dorakonia · 6 months
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Everything is green…
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dorakonia · 7 months
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ok first of all…*leaves the room*
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dorakonia · 7 months
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dorakonia · 8 months
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@dorakonia sent:
*lifts* 😎
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The other's presence hadn't been lost on him, Leona feeling the shift in the air as he lays under one of his favored trees. One emerald eye falls open long enough to regard a few specks of light that emanated from the other's magic. He considers addressing him, though his energy seems particularly sparse today, having had practice earlier in the morning.
It doesn't stop the other from approaching him, Leona feeling him loom over him. "...How much longer do you plan to sleep?," Malleus finally asks, breaking the silence as he continues to linger near the beastman.
Leona once more opens an eye, somehow managing to shoot the other a flat look before he shuts it again. "Thirty more minutes," he grumbles, rolling over so his back is towards the fae. It's meant to be the final say, though Malleus doesn't shift from behind him.
Instead Leona feels a hand settle over his waist, curling slightly more into himself as if he knows what the other was plotting. "Fine. Fifteen," he says instead, his tail flicking up and smacking one of Malleus's arms.
Again, it does little to sway the other, another hand pushing under him to get a better grip of him. It's only then that Leona finally moves, claws breaking through his own leather gloves to scratch and hold onto the nearby tree's root. "Fiv-," he makes to say only for Malleus to pull him into his arms as he stands.
Rather than resist, he retracts his claws, letting Malleus lift him off the ground. An arm drapes over the fae's shoulders, Leona's tail curling around one of the other's arms as if fearing being dropped. Of course fear is nowhere to be seen in the lion's expression, instead clear annoyance twisting his features after being disturbed.
Malleus has the audacity to look pleased with himself, offering a smug smirk that has Leona wondering if getting dropped was really that bad. Rather than wriggle against his captor, he leans into the other's space, their lips just barely brushing before sharp canines bare down on plush lips with just enough force to nick tender skin. The few droplets of blood are swiftly claimed by a rough tongue, the gesture firm yet loving in its own way.
As if to reassure, he kisses the abused lip, the scowl from earlier having relaxed back to his usual aloof expression. "You woke me up. Better make it my while~," he teases, though the threat holds no true heat, his head coming to rest against the other's shoulder. He supposed there was no point going back to sleep now. He was Malleus's problem now~
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