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[estcaligo]

Sebek's ears

Sebek x gn!reader, with a bit of angst

"Sebek, put that down!" a worried shout pierced the room. Doctor Zigvolt dashed towards the boy, but it was too late - the child had already nicked his ear. It wasn't a serious injury, thankfully, but blood stained his son's ear, neck, shirt, and his mint hair.

Hearing the commotion, Mrs. Zigvolt hurried into the room. "Darling, what's-...!!!" Her voice caught in her throat, turned into a scream of shock that thundered throughout the household, startling every bird in the vicinity into a flutter of panic, as if sensing an imminent danger. 

But there was no danger. Only blood. And tears. And a kid in front of a mirror with a kitchen knife in his hands.

"Sebek, let me take a look. You might get an infec- " Mr. Zigvolt tried to approach Sebek gently, but the boy pushed him away, sobbing loudly.

"This is your fault! THIS IS YOUR FAULT!! I HATE YOU!!!" Sebek cried out in despair, tears streaming down his sorrowful face as he ran past his parents. Mrs. Zigvolt could easily treat any wounds (it was one of the reasons she had been accepted to work at her husband's clinic despite lacking medical training), but now was not the time - Sebek wouldn't listen. So she just stood beside her spouse, watching their youngest son run away, not daring to break the silence. Words were unnecessary; they both understood. Sebek, despite being only 5, had already expressed a grand displeasure towards his human side. The destructive prejudice he had acquired not without help…

…

"A kitchen knife?... Back in Briar Valley, my grandfather would always look displeased whenever I entered the kitchen. So, I'm entirely unfamiliar with all cooking implements." Sebek said to the ghost chef.

"Oh? Why is that?" the chef asked.

"I have no idea... But he especially kept me away from sharp objects, like knives." he replied, examining the object in his hand.

"Well, mastering this skill is necessary for the course, so do your best!" the chef cheered, floating next to him.

"YES, CHEF!" Sebek boomed, making all the pans and pots shiver, and got back to cooking his dish.

…

It was rigorous but rewarding training, Sebek reflected, slowly washing his hands. Days spent in the kitchen were filled with various instructions and orders from the ghost chefs, requiring quick reactions, but due to their ghostly nature their words often faded, lingering in the air, so a regular human would have trouble hearing them. BUT NOT SEBEK ZIGVOLT. He had perfect hearing, his ears were sharper than...

…Sharper than what?....

He looked into the mirror of the Diasomnia dorm's bathroom, coming to wash away the smell and smudges from the Master Chef course. His face darkened once again as he lingered too long on his right ear. He remembered that day vividly. When he, a young and immature kid, tried to... tried to become a fae? Tired of being bullied by those around him, he believed that if he changed his ears - made them pointy like everyone else's - it would help him fit in. But now he understood how foolish it was.

Yet still. What makes a fae?  A pair of pointy ears? “Not necessarily” is what his mother always used to say Be blessed by night, but don’t forget about the day And remembers, and he knows No need in those Yet still.

A bitter feeling of unfairness washed over him as he was drifting off to sleep.

Why? Of all human qualities, why did he have to have round ears? He had asked himself this question a million times. And it wasn't as if he lacked fae qualities - his hearing surpassed any human's, and he could even hear and understand the fae language, something no human could do due to its nature. He possessed all these abilities, yet they were overshadowed by this small, bitter nuance - his appearance. Genetics had played a cruel joke on him, he thought. Despite his efforts, he will always look like a weak, useless human.

Speaking of weak humans.

You and Sebek had arranged to meet at the gates to head down to Foothill Town today. Rumor had it that the famous bookshop there had new arrivals, and you were eager to take a look. And since Sebek was so knowledgeable about books, you invited him along. Of course, it wasn't like he really wanted to go with you! He had far more important matters to attend to. However, he couldn't risk you selecting subpar books that you might later mention in conversations with Master Malleus - Sebek couldn't let your lack of discernment in literature reflect poorly on the Young Lord!! So, he was coming with you, for that reason alone, nothing more! … The road wasn't long, and once you arrived at the shop, you began browsing the shelves. The selection was vast: novels, scientific works, poems, historical texts, dictionaries, even books in languages you couldn’t understand. Unable to decide, you grabbed a handful of books that caught your attention and retreated to a quiet corner to examine your finds.

“Get on with this human, I don't have all day” he said, standing next to you, arms crossed.

“Ok ok, how about this one?”

"It looks fine. You can keep it, I suppose."

"Great! And this?" you showed Sebek another book, but he frowned slightly.

"It doesn't seem like a decent book to me. Better put it away."

"Why? It's about knights. What exactly do you dislike about it?"

"The cover doesn't look appealing. As if they didn't put much effort into designing it properly!" he declared loudly enough to draw a few judgmental glances from the other customers.

"And that's it?" you blinked at him. "But the plot itself must be good!"

"I've given my opinion, do as you wish, human!" he huffed, turning away.

"...Oh, Sebek. Never judge a book by its cover."

…

In the end, you purchased quite a few books (Crowley had been unusually generous this month, providing you with some extra money), and Sebek helped you carry them back to the Ramshackle. As a thank-you for accompanying you, you offered to share a cup of tea together and he agreed. 

...However, for the two of you, it was never just "having a cup of tea".

As usual, you found yourselves engrossed in intimate conversations, drawn close to each other.

Grim was absent, so it was just you and him on the couch in the spacious Ramshackle hall. Two cups of tea, long forgotten and gone cold, sat on the table.

Sebek rested his head on your lap, as he often did during your moments together, rambling about the books, his duties, or about Malleus, speaking quieter than his usual self. And you just patiently listened, knowing how hard he worked every day and wanting him to have some rest once in a while. The fact that he could relax in your presence made you genuinely happy.

Wrapped in serenity, you gently caressed his mint hair, occasionally running your fingers over his ears. You had grown accustomed to seeing them very clearly, as Sebek wore his hair swept back all the time. But when he was with you he sometimes let his hair loose and his ears became hidden amidst the soft waves of green, looking like two small islands surrounded by endless grassy seas. Or like curious animals peeking from the leaves. It was both adorable and endearing, and you couldn't help but giggle quietly. “Human! Is there a problem with your ears?! I’m talking to you!” Sebek’s loud voice brought you back from your daydreaming.

“Oh, sorry. I was lost in thought for a moment.” 

“Hmph! And what was so captivating that you ignored my question?”

“Oh... er... your ears” you smiled shyly.

“My... what?”

…

“Your beautiful, lovely, adorable ears" you laughed at his reaction, showering him with compliments before placing a kiss on his right ear - the one he had once tried to...

A wave of strange warmth suddenly flushed through his body. Why would you say such things about his terrible flaw?

All his life, people around him in his homeland had diminished him because of his round ears. On Sage’s Island, people just ignored this feature, so he assumed they wouldn’t comment on the obvious. But you? The way you touched them, the way you kissed them - without revulsion, without hesitation, without doubt.

For a moment, he felt something unfamiliar - like nothing else mattered. An unusual feeling, one he only experienced by your side. But he liked it.

Who cared if he didn't have pointy ears? Who cared about others' judgments?

You were right - only fools judge a book by its cover.

“Sebek, do you hear me?” you were the one asking this time.

“Yes. Yes, I can hear you very well, dear human” he said, leaning in for a kiss.

#yes i'm doing it #i really like this one #twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #sebek zigvolt x reader #sebek x reader #caligo's stories

[estcaligo]

I usually never check tags, last time was about a month ago or so, but yesterday and today I was quite bored so I did. And I never thought I would see my humble writing trending in Sebek x reader tag😭😭😭 such a strange feeling

[estcaligo]

"Cold hands"

#we have thunderstorm again #and it's so so cold #which means warm hugs! #twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt #caligo's art #twst sebek #twst oc #clg:sebekan

[estcaligo]

You are a god, and i am your scales.

not even close to a compliance, 

i am but mere scales, flocked around

bits of me will soon fall into the abyss

as you soared with your grace

amidst grayish hue

dutifully, every single being within me

shall worship you with no argue, unquestioning, unyielding.

not even close to an envoy, 

i live on day by day

believing that i am covering you, safeguarding, protecting—

even when Your might is greater than all of us combined 

i am but a mere mortal devoting my insignificant existence to you, 

an omnipotent immortal who shall rule this bountiful land 

dutifully i tread my path

whatever appeal you shall i serve

i am more than grateful to be alive within your grasp

please do use me to your heart's desire

a being dedicated to you and only you

if it is death you adore,

my carcass shall be handed to you on a silver platter

if it is life you crave,

then i shall travel between realms

even if it meant trapping my soul in the process

if it is love you yearn

then i repent, my Lord,

for i have none to give

nor do a temporal frame such as i

deserving of such decorum 

please forgive my incompetence, your Highness

you may have my skull in exchange, if you wish

#poetry #this is so beautiful op

[estcaligo]

Current guest showroom situation:

Sebek's in the fitting room, getting dressed to the nines!!

Idia's love saga continues: his boyfriend has fallen asleep again, and his boyfriend's father got drunk, put on his general uniform, and rambles about the good old days. In the showroom.

And tsumRook is picking out a necklace for his queen

#twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt #twst silver #lilia vanrouge #idia shroud #caligo's guest room #rook hunt

[estcaligo]

Ruggie mentioned Hercules in his platinum BD lines and I remembered how we (well, I) expected Sebek to talk about Hercules in his platinum vignette 🥺🥺 that would've been so cool and interesting

[estcaligo]

"I bet Idia'd be a good choice"

#i'll only leave this part here #maybe i'll render it porperly sometime :) #twisted wonderland #ruggie bucchi #twst ruggie #idia shroud #twst idia #caligo's art

[estcaligo]

HYPNOS SLEEP INCARNATE in HADES II & Sleep and His Half-Brother Death by John William Waterhouse

#HADES 2 YESS #i miss zagreus but #look at him🥺

[estcaligo]

Ruggie HPB....🥳

#I just came home and want to draw some Ruggie's bd stuff...but I have so little time😢 #maybe I'll finish tomorrow #adding Idia too! #Union Jacket is my favourtie BD line #I remember how I laughed at each vignette lol #sketch #caligo's art #ruggie bucchi #twisted wonderland

[estcaligo]

first I fell in love with how you draw Sebek and now I'm falling in love with how you WRITE about Sebek 💕💕

Haha thanks?😅

Honestly, I just do it intuitively. I love him so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sos much so I want to dedicate my life my time to admiring and worshipping him /lh I've written a poem already, it's somewhere here 😂 I'm sure one day I'll reach the point where I'll be like:

This is not enough I need to carve him in marble

But on a serious note, I think it's a perfect example of healthy love. It's inspiring, it's making you better.

I keep working hard and practicing my skills because of this cute little set of pixels 🥺💚. I try to eat salmon at least twice a week (healthy food, shock for my body lol). I visit the local stables sometimes to participate in equestrian activities 😅 Heck, I even do twice as much physical exercise because of Sebek 😂😂😂

Like, I truly understand his devotion to Malleus - the same is going on here 😂 I know it's silly, but I cherish this feeling. It's healthy, it's inspiring, it makes me better.

It doesn't matter what it's focused on, by the way. It can be a pet, a garden, or a plant. I think if it makes you better (and as a bonus, you make the world better) then why not?

#clg:quaerunt #idk why this gif #i just love this part or the Road😂

[estcaligo]

hands🥰😇

#adding them to this collection 😉

[estcaligo]

Sebek's eyes

Being a guard of Malleus Draconia is no simple task. It demands strength, agility, skill, courage. Always vigilant, one must anticipate danger even before it looms on the horizon. And Sebek has always excelled in this. His eyes hold an intensity that few can match  - always alert, scanning the horizon, they miss nothing. 

Which is why… he looks like he’s angry most of the time.

“What’s wrong, Sebek?”

“Sebek, is something the matter?”

“Wow, dude, you seem mad.”

“Let’s not bother him

he looks so intimidating…”

...is what he normally hears. Yet, it is merely his face! His gaze - so intense and penetrating - is simply the sign of never-ending vigilance for the young Lord's safety!

But in the presence of Malleus himself, Sebek's eyes transform. They light up like sunshine, becoming pools of devotion and admiration. His pupils dilate so wide it's astonishing (just as Grim’s do when he sees tuna). Eyes never lie - you can see how dedicated he is to his king. And if you still have doubts, he will loudly remind you about it.

Then he retreats to his quiet hobby - reading. That’s when his gaze softens. His eyes carefully trace the lines of text, occasionally narrowing in contemplation. Sometimes he looks up, fingers touching his chin, lost in thought for a few seconds. The dim light of his room casts a greenish hue, and his eyes catch this light, gleaming with curiosity.

Once you found him nodding off over a book. He looked so soft and peaceful yet slightly weary. You admired his hard-working nature and always supported him, so it was a pleasure to see him resting. Unable to resist, you softly kissed his eyelids, lighter than a feather. The tender gesture awakened him.

He opened his eyes, meeting yours, and you were once again captivated. His eyes were truly mesmerizing - sharp pupils and a beautiful blend of green and yellow gave them an exotic, crocodile-like appearance. You always thought they reflected both the mystery of the fae’s nature and the depth of his thundering soul.

Glancing around briefly to ensure there was no danger, he returned his gaze to you, softening. A view nobody but you could see. His eyes were full of love and gratefulness. Because when you looked at him, he felt seen. Not like in Malleus' presence, or not like when winning another equestrian competition. You saw all of him: his strengths and vulnerabilities, his hardships, his struggles, his fears, his doubts... and yet you kept looking at him. No matter what.

And he yearned to return your gaze with equal fervor, with all his passion, and with all his soul - he would commit fully, for he is the knight of Malleus Draconia!

"Rest assured, dear human," he proclaims, cheeks flushed.

Preoccupied, tired, joyful, tender - his gaze belongs to you.

#sebek zigvolt #twisted wonderland #twst sebek #sebek x reader #I've decided to make a series #with pieces of sketches from my drawings #because that's exactly what goes on in my mind when I draw him haha #how do I tag it though?

[estcaligo]

#starting day with missle attack #nothing new #so tired and scared

[estcaligo]

Just got home with my new Sebbie merch😭😭💚💚

So happy I can draw him with this little cute version of him being around now💚💚

#sebek my love #sorry I'm not the wealthiest but i want to enjoy the lil guy #lil croc from 1 dollar store is here too! #my favorite things

[estcaligo]

"This reminded me of you" is such a tender sentence. Oh to have impacted someone so much that they find bits of your soul and hold the memory of you in things and places when you're not around.

#me whenever i see crocodiles or lightning or something green or salmon or knights haha #sebek my love

[estcaligo]

How does he know🤭😚

You bet

#mr juuuudeeee #i want to replay every single event with him in en too #Beautiful Day Sunny Morning with mr Jude

[estcaligo]

So basically I started sketching this art, thinking about this:

Sebek's hands

Sebek's hands are anything but gentle. They’re calloused, rugged and roughened by relentless training, not even merely soft. Ready to wield a weapon, to climb a mountain, to be used as a weapon themselves if needed.

Yet, when he's near the Young Lord they're impeccable - meticulously manicured nails, no signs of dirt. He wouldn’t dare to disgrace his king with a shabby appearance!!

Beneath that polished facade, however, lies the essence of a knight - hands accustomed to holding swords, rather than tender touches. Like a knight's armor, they gleam on the surface, but harbor sweat of battles and hard work within.

And Sebek knows that. He's never cared much for it, though. His sole focus has always been on honing his skills to protect Master Malleus, even if it meant his hands bore the brunt of his dedication.

Then, you came into his life, and everything changed. 

You once asked to hold his hand, so casually. How inappropriate!!! He declined, naturally. But was it merely the impropriety of the request that made him refuse? Or was there something more?

He’d never pondered the sensation of his skin meeting another's, the tactile exchange between hands. Not until you entered his world.

Sebek is not an idiot  - he's quite self-aware. So what about it? Why does he think about it so much? Would you recoil? Would you pull away in revulsion upon feeling his touch? After all, in addition these are the hands of a half-fae… Of course, he claims it's a matter of dress code or personal comfort that he always wears gloves.

Because Sebek's hands are also cold. Always. No matter how intense the training, no matter how hot the day. They're perpetually cold to the touch. Sebek considers himself knowledgeable, and it's a well-known fact that few enjoy touching cold hands. Even if they need to be warmed up so much...

By the warmth that comes from you?

It bewildered him greatly, how you manage to be both fierce and tender. How you carry that inner spark that could set the world ablaze, yet also be the soothing fire that brings warmth and comfort.

And you never shy away from touching him, from grasping his hand - be it sweaty and soiled from training, bruised from combat, or cold as ice. You simply reach for him, squeezing his hand firmly, intertwining your fingers with his. And when he meets your gaze, what he finds there is sheer bliss.

And he humbly admits that the sensation is indescribable, your warmth seeping into his cold hands. He finds himself never wanting to release that grip, never wanting to let you go.

#twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #sebek x reader #and put my thoughts into words this morning...