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#★ — solarium
moonlit-midnight · 1 year
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A Dance Towards the Light
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Characters: Malleus Draconia.
Genre: AU, Romantic Fluff, Married life.
Summary: Wherein Malleus’s love for you was like dancing towards the light.
Warnings:
GN!Reader, is half fae half human but not mentioned.
Malleus is sunshine boy. Reader is the brooding/angsty partner, but no mention of angst.
Such a peculiar pair of lovers you were, you and Malleus Draconia, an ill-fated match made in heaven.
People mocked you that you wanted a tragedy, always taunting you that you will love him, and love him, and love him until it it kills you and destroys your heart beyond repair.
But they were entirely wrong.
With Malleus, you’ve fallen right into the love you’ve found.
His love was far from tragic. His love was beautiful beyond words, more beautiful than epic romance books and paperback fairytales.
When things ended for you, he was a fresh new start. He was the sun that rose in your life again.
He was everything you dreamed of.
He holds your hands during long walks until the sun sets.
He sits with you on a rooftop at one in the morning, and talks about how strange life is.
He dances with you when the sky is pouring rain.
He sends you lavender-scented love letters when he misses you during the days he can’t spend time with you.
He impresses you with his own composed songs, and serenades you with them late at night.
He writes stories about you, for you are his muse and writing is his favorite form of art.
He celebrates your happiness, respects your boundaries, and loves you greatly in the way you want to be loved.
People labeled your romance as straight out boring, utterly dull, and not worthy to gush about.
But what do they know? They only get a glimpse of the surface, but the depths of your bond was hidden from the prying eyes of repulsive onlookers.
A quiet, gentle, slow burn love was all you dreamed of, and those little moments were all you could ask for.
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It was early Sunday morning when you woke up, sprawled on the wooden floorboards of the solarium.
The solarium was a dreamscape created by Malleus, a secret place where only the two of you had access to. It was a quiet place for you to rest in when the world gets too loud.
Slats of sunlight spilled dazzlingly through the cracks of the ceiling.
The room was drunk on the pleasant scent of lily of the valley, lilac and gardenia, pleasant enough to send a sense of tranquility through your body.
Blinking away the drowsiness, you rolled at your husband’s side, taking your time to marvel at his captivating beauty.
Malleus’s profile appeared so serene in the sunshine, his glorious black hair catching the bright rays, making him look like he was wearing a crown of daylight stars.
“The only thing I’ve been dreaming of is eternal happiness with you. It doesn’t have to be fancy or perfect.” Gazing at him, you hummed to the song that you sang to him on your wedding day. “The only thing I want is you. Don’t worry, l believe. Always, l believe. I won’t forget this moment. In my arms, l believe your smile will never lose its light.”
“Cause your love is so sweet, you are my everything. I’m not just saying this because I’m happy.” A soft sigh escaped your lips as you carried on. “I will never change, I won’t change. I’ll only have eyes for you.”
“You’re the light of my life, you’re the one in my life. Even if I lose everything, I will never regret it.” Malleus cut you off in a voice so entrancing. “And keep loving you with the everlasting love in my heart.”
“Why do you always interrupt me when it comes to that part?” you chortled, quirking a brow at your husband who just woke up.
Or maybe he was awake all along.
“Because that’s my favorite part.” Malleus replied delightfully, his smile caught in the sunlight, an alluring smile that puts you in a dreamy state.
You blushed in return with a bashful smile adorning your face.
“Did you stay up all night writing a book about me again?” you asked when your eyes landed on the pens and the crumpled papers scattered on the floor.
“You know that that’s one of my ways to get rid of the tiredness of my day, right darling?” Malleus raised his hand, blue ink-stained fingers tracing your face with utmost gentleness. “And who else am I going to write about? You’re my one and only muse.”
“What’s the story about this time?” Taking his hand in yours, you kissed the inked smudged spots.
“I wrote about how loving you is truly a magnificent and splendid adventure.”
A shy flutter touched your heart. Even after all those years, your husband still managed to steal your breath away like the first time you met him.
“My dearest king, am I truly worthy of the love you write about?”
You never doubted him, but a little reassurance wouldn’t hurt sometimes.
“Of course.” Malleus pressed a lingering kiss on your forehead, a kiss filled with a love so deep and sincere. “You’re my wonderfully chaotic partner. A beautiful perfectly put together mess. You’re always worth it to me.”
No doubt, even if you were a walking catastrophe, he would still choose you.
Even if the flowers wilt and the roses wither away, his love for you would keep on blooming.
Even if the stars burn out, he would be the light that never fades and he would still love you the same.
You’ve never heard a declaration of love so honest and so sweet, a love that has found a home within your heart and soul.
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weeo · 3 years
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Fragmentober 2021 - Day 12 & 13
★ STUCK & ROOF ⛔ animal death
A blue tit crashed against the glass and fell on the floor, unconscious. The sun has been setting earlier in these chilly autumn evenings. Ariel opened the gate of his solarium, perched on the roof of his mansion. The top was conical to ensure that the ray of concentrated sun was hitting inside his cooking pot, and the walls of glass were seamlessly joined to trap the birds. He weaved his way through the multiple carcasses of birds on the flat roof. They’d all been the wrong colour until now. Ariel found the blue tit quickly among his counterparts and seized it in his clawed, scratched hands. He was lucky. 
Back inside, Ariel chopped the animal’s head with the cleaver to end his suffering. As he was plucking exclusively his blue feathers, one by one, and throwing them in the boiling marmite, he exulted. The last rays of the sun will be enough to cook his potion and he would finally take his revenge.
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