#what’s better than dating one hot fae??

[hanafubukki]

Happy Birthday Nessy 💚🌺💝 (@masquerade-of-misery)

To the people of Briar Valley, you were an anomaly. A mere human, and yet you had enthralled two of their strongest on the land.

Their Future King and the well known Right General of Briar Valley.

There were whispers of you using magic to lure them into your trap, but that was soon cast aside because how could a mere human beat one of their own?

To Malleus and Lilia such rumors were naught but idle chatter that would soon die down, but even so they made sure it would never reach your ears.

They wished for you to be happy and any who sought to destroy that smile? Would meet their end, such is the way of the fae court, especially when one’s mate was insulted.

During your time at NRC, all fae from all dorms knew who you are. To say you were treated with the highest respect would be putting it mildly, you had to step in and ask for them to treat you the same as fellow classmates. You reasoned that you were a human and a normal student at the end of the day, and despite being their lover, you just wanted to be treated the same.

Your wish was heeded, granted it took some time for the situation to become normal once again. It was difficult with Sebek initially, but even he did not stand a chance against you.

Majority of the of the people of Briar Valley accepted the idea of you, that is not to say there weren’t those who protested. All of whom, were quieted as swiftly as a blade.

But the thought was always there, in the recess of many of the fae’s minds. Who were you? They wondered.

You who spent your time at the side of the fearsome King and the Right General of Briar Valley.

You who did not hold yourself back, but freely gave. And them, who took without hesitation.

It was no secret how much they adored you. The hand at your waist. The kiss on your cheek. The earrings made of the finest emerald gems. The ring with the deepest crimson garnet.

Theirs.

Maybe you were more than what you seemed. More stronger than anyone gave you enough credit for.

For the looks you receive from them are yours only.

No other received these looks.

Any who dared to look your way would fear for their lives.

Truly, you are loved by them.

In terms of the fae, it would mean you would be loved by them for all eternally.

Your soul forever entwined with theirs and theirs with yours.

The fae of Briar Valley had no reason to not accept you.

To accept such fierce devotion without hesitation called for great respect and fealty.

For no other could do what you have done.

Bring happiness and warmth to their Future King and the Right General of Briar Valley.

You, the Future Queen of Briar Valley.

May the Night Bless You.

Wished all the night fae across the lands.

The one loved the most in Twisted Wonderland.

Happy Birthday to one of my most cherished friends 💞🌺🩵💚

I hope you loved this Nessy and have a wonderful birthday ☺️💚🌷🌹

#queues #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #malleus draconia x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #malleus draconia x reader x lilia vanrouge #<- malleus and lilia are dating you but not each other #they are sharing you #pointing this out just in case because after all #what’s better than dating one hot fae?? #two of them!! 🥳🥳💞💞 #hope you liked this Nessy 🥹💞💞🌺🌺 #twst scenarios #twst x you #twst x mc #twisted wonderland x you #twst malleus draconia #twst lilia vanrouge

[danikamariewrites]

bestfriends dad with gavriel👀 or dads bestfriend where reader is GROWN but she is lorcans daughter or something and they r caught

Secrets

Gavriel x reader

A/n: love bff dad Gavriel so hot

Warnings: none

Finally, you knock Gavriel on his ass. After two hours of him repeatedly taking you down you beat him. Placing one knee on his chest you hold your sword to his throat with a devious smile that shows off your canines. “Beat you.” He holds his hands up in surrender and lets out a deep chuckle.

Before you knew what was happening Gavriel had you pinned with your hands above your head, his legs caging you. You two glare at each other and burst into laughter. Gavriel drops his head on your chest and let’s your arms go, you tangle your fingers in his long blonde locks holding him to you.

As your laughter dies down Gavriel starts to stand with you in his arms. He tosses you in the air earning another giggle from you as you landed back in his arms bridal style. You bump your nose with his giving his lips a quick peck. “I think you’ve had enough for the day. Your poor bum must be bruised I should probably take a look.”

You jokingly smack his shoulder. “I got you once, so I won today.” “Of course sweetheart.” He coos, carrying you to his room to bathe.

—

Watching from her balcony Aelin couldn’t believe what she was seeing. You and Gavriel. You and Gavriel kissing! In the whole time she and Aedion had known you she never thought you’d go for an older male. She was happy for you and wanted to celebrate your relationship. But she had the sneaking suspicion no one knew.

—

After your second work out of the morning in the bath you and Gavriel lounged in his sitting room working together. Since you both had similar emissary duties it wasn’t uncommon to find the two of you hunched over a table doing paperwork together.

About four months ago you and Gavriel were in the same position you are now. Sitting with each other, thighs touching, your hair cascading over your shoulder blocking his view of the stack of papers you were sharing. Gavriel brushed your hair back over your shoulder. When you had turned to look at him your lips were a hair’s breadth apart.

You had been trying to ignore the romantic tension between you and the Fae warrior. Your best friends are Aelin and Aedion are your childhood best friends. And Gavriel is Aedion’s father. Not to mention he’s way older than you, like centuries older. All of it was wrong but it felt right, being this close with him.

Gavriel brought a large hand up to cup your jaw, “Is this ok?” You nod never breaking eye contact. “Gavriel I…I really like you and want…” you couldn’t bring yourself to say it because that would make this thing between you real. “I feel the same way y/n. I have for a while.” You leaned in closer to each other and your lips finally met.

From that day on you and Gavriel had been sneaking around. He made you so unbelievably happy. You had never been with someone so kind and caring. Gavriel always made sure you were comfortable with all steps in the relationship. He even made your first time together special.

Between all your late night kitchen dates, midday make outs, and cuddles the two of you were perfectly content keeping your relationship secret. Gods forbid the rest of the court found out. You two would never have privacy ever again.

Letting the paper you’re currently holding float down to the table you lean on Gavriel’s arm, his muscular bicep acting as your pillow. He’s still taller than you even sitting.

“Done already?” He chuckles at you. You climb on to his lap forcing Gavriel to sit back on the couch so you can lay on top of him. “Can we do something?” “And what would you like to do my sweet? Dinner is only an hour away.”

You let out a sigh. Aelin liked to have family dinner twice a week. You and Gavriel sat apart and made minimal eye contact which you didn’t love. You stood and stretched. “I better go get ready then. I’ll see you down there love.” You placed a quick kiss on his head and left.

—

Dinner was proceeding as normal. It was nice to see your friends. And to see Gavriel relax around the people he sees as family. He looked so happy and normal.

Lysandra nudged you. You look at her and she wiggled her brows at you. “What’s that look for?” You ask jokingly. “Anything new going on?” She teases. “Nothing worth mentioning.” You match her tone and take a sip of wine.

Lysandra rolls her eyes at you. “Come on. Don’t act like I don’t know.” She leans in and whispers, “you and Gavriel.” Your eyes go wide. It takes all of your self restraint to not look at Gavriel.

You noticed Aelin and Aedion taking a special interest in your conversation with Lysandra. Shooting each of them a dirty look.

Later that night, after everyone in the castle had gone to bed, you snuck down to the kitchens in your pajamas for late night dessert. You noticed the light on creeping up to the doorway. Poking your head in you see Gavriel putting out two plates with slices of chocolate cake.

Your heart melts at the sight of him bustling around the kitchen. And he was shirtless which made the view even better. He had his back turned to you so you crept behind him, wrapping your arms around his middle and burying your face in his back.

You feel Gavriel’s hand rest over your arm as he let out a happy hum. “Hi baby.” He turns in your arms and kisses your forehead. “I thought you’d want to have dessert since you left dinner so abruptly.” You let out sigh, a distant look in your eyes as you think about your conversation with Lysandra.

“I think Aelin and Lysandra know. She said something to me at dinner.” Gavriel stilled. You looked up at his handsome face that was scrunched in thought. “Well…it was only a matter of time before someone figured it out. And of course Aelin figured it out.” He let out a breathy laugh.

“What do you want to do?” You ask, resting your chin on his chest. Gavriel pulled you tighter to him, “Well for now, let’s eat our cake. And then in the morning we can figure it out.” “I love you.” Gavriel sent you a dazzling smile, “I love you too.”

—

In the morning you woke up before Gavriel. You smiled at his peaceful state, his blonde hair spread on the pillow and his tattooed chest rising and falling in even breaths. He stirred a little wrapping a strong arm around your waist. “Morning my sweet.” “Morning baby.”

He stretched opening his slowly. Gavriel gave you a sleepy smile running a knuckle down your cheek. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by rapid knocks on the door.

“Gav! You promised we’d train this morning!” Fenrys yelled from the other side of the door. Gavriel groaned holding you closer. “If I’m quiet do you think he’ll go away?” You hum, “it’s Fenrys, so no.”

The knocking stops and Fenrys yells again, “Is someone in there with you?” “What?” That was Aedions voice. Shit. Before you could jump out of bed they burst through the door.

You and Gavriel shot up and he tried to hide you behind him. Fenrys had a shit eating grin on his face while Aedion’s jaw hit the floor, his eyes practically popping out of his head. “I knew it!” Fenrys’ arms shot up in victory but Aedion just gawked.

“Aedion we can explain.” You started but he just held his hands out in front of him. “Later. I gotta wash this image from my eyes. Just…I-“ he trailed off. All Fenrys could do was laugh at him. “We’ll leave. Forget about training you two enjoy yourself.” He steered Aedion out of the room closing the door behind him.

You dropped your face in your hands. “I didn’t want him to find out like this. Gods it must be so weird for him.” Gavriel gently grasped your wrists, pulling your hands away from your face. “Hey, hey it’s ok. Aedion will get through it I promise.”

“I just don’t want to lose him as a friend.” Gavriel pulled you on his lap, cradling your head. “You won’t. I promise, I’ll talk to him my sweet. Everything will be ok.” You tilt your head back to look at him, pouting your lips. “You always make everything better. Thank you.”

He kissed your forehead and laid back down. “How about we stay in bed a little while longer?” “Sounds perfect.” You snuggle into his chest closing your eyes. Letting your worries about Aedion melt away.

#throne of glass #tog #throne of glass imagine #throne of glass fanfic #throne of glass fic #throne of glass x reader #gavriel x reader #gavriel #gavriel x you #Gavriel throne of glass x reader #Gavriel throne of glass

[hmshermitcraft]

Etho isn't fae. Like actually, no tricks or puzzles or anything, he's a human guy just trying to get through this semester. Unfortunately his college is by The Woods and fae hunters and paranormal experts keep trying to Track Him Down or something. He can't get any peace!!

So no, he's not fae, what he is, is autistic and homeless. So all the strange social rules that fae follow and adhere to and the "lurking in the woods past any time people should be out" are explained with supernatural bullshit and not explained with the failure of the economic system and disability. He's got some weird texture stuff too, wind on his skin feels like knives and pins and needles so he wears a mask and covers up even when it's hot just to avoid the hell that is Air Movement.

He's currently squatting in an old abandoned bomb shelter from the ww2 days in the woods behind campus, he showers at the gym and eats for free with his meal voucher, it's honestly not too terrible. Yes the temperature control is shit but he'd rather be here than in a shelter somewhere, another failure of society he thinks.

Anyway, one day he's followed "home". The man's got a camera and is hell bent on "exposing the fae of the woods" or whatever. Etho didn't realize he was being followed, the man was sneaky and Etho had been on the edge of completely melting down for about 6 hours so he didn't think to check his back.

Bdubs kicks down the door to the shelter, not finding something unknown to the human eye and instead finding Etho, sat on the ratty couch that came with the place, shoveling plain crackers down his gullet by the light of a battery powered camping lamp.

Bdubs screams, Etho screams, Bdubs tries to run and instead smacks face first into the concrete doorframe, Etho laughs at him, they make introductions over a bloody nose and stale crackers, bdubs puts the camera away.

"what do you know about the fae of the woods?" Bdubs asks after a minute

"I am the fae of the woods, people are more comfortable with the thought of a supernatural being than the crisis of homelessness"

"dude."

Bdubs starts visiting after that, they explore the deeper areas of the bunker with a flashlight more powerful than Etho's lamp, he's stayed in the main room this whole time so the inner areas of his house are unknown to both of them. Bdubs can't solve Etho's problems but he can keep him company and bring him apple juice and a new pillow.

Bdubs clears his name at school too, saying that the "fae" was just a hungry raccoon or something. Without the rumors floating around school gets better and he and Bdubs get closer over the summer.

Junior year Bdubs gets a double with someone who dropped out the first week, it's already paid for and nobody else is gonna use it so Etho moves in. Bdubs gets him a bedspread and toiletries and even a stuffed bear full of beans, the weight is nice after a long day. With a stable housing situation Etho is able to get a job on campus, they go shopping together and Bdubs calls it a date more than once. Etho, now equipped with comfortable clothes, climate control and lots of feelings about his friend, asks Bdubs if he wants to go to Panera bread with him, as a date. You know, like boyfriends would.

They push their beds together a few months later and by graduation they move into a little apartment. Being the Fae of the Woods was horrible but it did end up getting Etho his husband, so. Upsides, y'know?

-s (who is so sick and tired of being Othered and seen and something to be avoided cause of disability. i'm projecting, can u tell?)

Bdubs likes to joke that he did expose the Fae of the woods... Just as a big softie that blushes every time Bdubs holds his hands! Etho whacks him, before hiding his face in Bdubs' shoulder like that'll save him.

There was a point that Etho didn't think he'd have his own space to decorate - nevermind somebody to share it with. Now, he can make it perfect. Acoustic cork panels on the walls, a weighted blanket at the bottom of the bed. Temperature that he's able to control! And surrounded by all of Bdubs' plants, and Bdubs himself. He doesn't think he could ask for anything more.

#hermitshipping #trafficshipping #ask #bdoubleo tag #etho tag #ethubs #ethdubs #s anon #mod 🎀 #weekly theme: fae #ableism tw

[the-cookie-of-doom]

The Birds and the Bees (Gets Kim On His Knees)

Summary: Sex pollen AU Kim is getting POLLINATED. Bee boy Chay thinks he’s the prettiest flower in the bunch and he’s getting all up in his vase. (sober note: Chay is not actually a bee boy)

It starts out perfectly innocently, okay? Chay had a plan, and that plan was to woo Kim, because after his delightfully sweet confusion upon receiving the guitar pick from Chay was any indication, he’s never been romanced before, and Chay is going to romance him so fucking hard. There’s going to be chocolate and dates and flowers. 

The flowers are the important part. Chay went into the florist with a polite request for something special, bc his honey only deserves the best, and he can’t remember the name of the flowers that were neatly wrapped into a big, fluffy bouquet, but it was pretty, and it sounded expensive, and Chay didn’t even bother checking the price tag before his handed over his credit card. Worrying about the price of things? That’s a Before Chay problem. Now Chay has mafia money, and he’s going to spend it on flowers to make his boyfriend blush, and no one is going to stop him. 

The flowers make Chay blush a little bit, too. He gets all shivery and warm under the collar as he carries them out of the shop, little white flecks dusting all over him. 

“Have fun,” the florist tells him on his way out the door, waving and laughing. “Don’t forget plenty of water.”

Duh. Chay knows how to keep flowers alive. Or, keep them from wilting, at least for a few days, bc technically they’re dead now that they’re cut. He’s giving Kim a dead gift. But that’s okay bc Kim gave him a bar fullof dead gifts, and these ones are prettier. They smell better, too, and they may be snowing bits of white fluff everywhere, but they aren’t going to leave so much of a mess. (Poor Yok had to close the bar for a month.) 

Back at the apartment that Chay does not share with Kim, even though hes there more often than he isn’t, because kim hasn’t offered, and chay hasn’t asked, and besires, hia would probably kill him, anyway. Say something rude about a love nest, which is absolutely not what it is. (It’s exactly what it is.) 

Without the use of his hands, given the *massive* bouquet, Chay has to settle for knocking his feet and elbows against the door until Kim gets the hint and opens it for him. 

“Chay?” he asks, peering around the flowers, and oh, right, he probably can’t actually *see* chay like this. He ducks his head around the side and grins, then thrusts the flowers into Kim’s arms. He’s getting tired, and he needs a glass of water. Carrying those things has been making him sweat. Who knows flowers could weight so mich? 

“Hi, honey,” CHay greets cheergully. “I’m home!” 

Kim’s fae goes from confused to preciously warm and soft and chay wants to kiss him, bc he’s *so* cute, he actually can’t take it. Who said his boyfriend could be so cute? Kim is supposed to be hot and sexy and intimidating. Cute is cay’s thing. But Kim, bc he isn’t fair, bc he’s blessed, is everything. He’s so good and sweet and he’s watching chay with eyes so fond and warm they could melt chocolate, and Chay has to kiss him about it. Right? Kim’s his boyfriend now—it’s their 1 month anniversary—which means he gets to do that now. 

The flowers are in the way, though. 

Chay takes them back. Says, “These are for you, by the way,” as he carts them over to the table, and Kim closes the door, and follows after him with an indulgent smile. 

“What’s the occasion?” he asks. 

“You, duh. I just.” Chay puts the flowers down. He arranges them carefully, fluffing out the thick white buds. ROcks back and forth on his teeth. Twists his hands in his sweater. He loves Kim so much and he has no idea how to hake his boyfriend understand. “I’m just—y9ou make me so happy. And I’m really lucky to be with you. So, yeah. Flowers. For you. Bc you deserve nice things.”

“Chay…” 

Kim comes up behind him, because Chay, flushed from the tip of his nose to the tip of his ears, does *not* look at him. He wraps his arms around CHay’s middle and nuzzles into the back of his hot neck, planting a soft kiss there. 

“I love you,” he murmurs into the sensitive space behind Chay’s ear, making him shudder. “Thank you, love, they’re really pretty.”

“You’re pretty.” Chay ducks his head down but he lets Kim spin him and kiss the top of his head. “I need some water.” He’s still burning up, and now he’s certain it’s the embarrassment more than the thirst, but if he doesn’t drink something cold now he’s going to melt into a puddle on the ground. So he darts away and Kim lets him go with a laugh. 

It gives him the opportunity to look at the flowers closer, leaning down to take a deep inhale. The fluff flaking off from the fleshy pink middles must egt vaught in his nose bc he starts sneezing, and chay giggles from the kitchen. 

“SOrry they’re getting pollen, like, everywhere.” Like dandelions, almost. Except these flowers are more than balls of white, tufty seeds. The petals are thick and full, white around the edges, then peachy pink in the middle, and at the very center of them, where the petals are folded together the thickest, they turn a lurid, dusky purple. And those white tufts of pollen drip out from that tight furl of petals. 

Kim straightens back up from his fit, and has pollen all in his hair and dotting his cheeks. Chay coos at him. He looks like he went frolicking in a daisy field. 

[commercial break for porn]

“Chay—Chay, those flowers—”

“I know,” Chay groans, dragging Kim into a fevered kiss. Fuck, what was wrong with those flowers? He should have—he should have realized something was off, as soon as he started getting warm, and they florist—telling him to remember plenty of water for them, him and Kim, not the flowers, of fucking course. God, how could he have been so blind. 

“Chay.”  And Kim—Kim is whining. That was definitely a whine. High and plaintive and pleading, and Chay has to take a deep breath before he comes on the spot. 

This is fine, everything is fine, he’s in control here. He’s barely affected. See? Look, P’Kim, he can walk in a straight line, straight to their bedroom, because he’s fine. Chay isn’t the one that decided to inhale a lungfull of sex pollen. 

Kim looks out of his fucking mind with it, though, little white flecks speckled through his hair, his pupils completely blown. Like a cat when it sees something in wants. Kim is looking at Chay like he’s never wanted anything more in his life, and it’s a heady feeling, to be on the receiving end of that gaze. For all Kim has become a whimpering limpet, he looks like he’s going to each Chay alive as Chay pushes him down onto the bed. 

“Are you okay?” Chay asks, on top of him, kissing his throat, because he’s a gentleman. Porsche raised him to be very considerate of his partners, and dammit, he’s going to make sure Kim is comfortable and taken care of!

“Yes, Chay, yes, I’m so okay, fuck, are you—” Kim tugs at Chay’s shirt, seemingly forgetting how buttons work in his desperation to get it off of CHay. he settles for digging his fingers into the spaces between the buttons and yanking, ripping it apart. 

Once again Chay is taking several deep breaths. 

Do not come. Do NOT come, he tells himself. 

Unfortunately his inhale led to a little tuft of pollen going right up his nose, and he snuffles a few times, trying to get rid of the tickling feeling. Now that he knows what he’s looking for he can feel it as the warmth spreads through him, spreading from his nose to his face and down his neck, and then it reaches his heard and flows through all of him, coalescing at his dick. 

Which Kim is determinedly trying to free from the confines of Chay’s slacks. 

Why did he decide to give up his usual uniform of tshirts and sweatpants, again? Dressing up for his boyfriend is overrated when he could be undressing for his boyfriend instead, and that’s a lot harder to do wrapped up in said boyfriend the way he is when he isn’t wearing something with a forgiving degree of stretch. He tries very hard to wiggle out of the stiff slacks while also palming Kim’s ass, which isn’t helpful at all, but it is nice. 

“Chay,” Kim complains, and there’s that whine again. God, it shouldn’t be as hot as it is. It really shouldn’t. Except for the fact that it means Kim is utterly and relentlessl desperate for him, which means it’s approximately the hottest thing he’s ever heard. 

“I’m trying,” Chay says, except he isn’t actually trying at all. He manages to pull his hands away from Kim long enough that he can open up his pants and kick them down his legs, while also trying to divest Kim of his own clothes, and somehow that ends up with both of them in a tangled the floor. Chay isn’t sure how that happened but there’s a dull ache in his shoulder and hip telling him that gravity was involved. 

Kim, straddling Chay’s thighs in an instant, doesn’t seem to mind the position change. In fact he takes full advantage, throwing himself on top of Chay and kissing him absolutely breathless. CHay isn’t complaining, that’s for damn sure. 

“I need you ti fuck me right now,” Kim demands. 

“Yes. Yes yes yes.”  Chay scrabbles on the floor, hoping for lube to magically appear when he needs it most. Unfortunately it does not. He makes a mental not to hide lube fucking everywhere later, just likekim has guns and knives hidden in all the nooks and crannies around his apartment, that way they can both be prepared for anything. Bc chay wants nothing more than to fuck kim on every available surface, please and thank you. 

Today that apparently includes the floor, and honestly? Chay isn’t hating it.

“Lube, P’Kim, we need lube.” No way he’s going to fuck him dry. Because again. Gentleman. COnsiderate lover. All of that. 

Except Kim makes a noise like—like—chay doesn’t know what it’s like. It’s high pitched and maybe kind of worried? And he’s reaching back between his legs, and his brows are drawn together as he scrunches his nose up in that cute way he does, and lips are parted so sweetly, and—

Before CHy can kiss him about it, Kim pulls his hand back, his fingers glistening with something that looks a hell of a lot like lube, except for the fact that they have no lube, as previously established. 

“I think maybe we don’t?” he says. His voice, normally rough and deep, goes somewhere high and unfamiliar. 

What the fuck, Chay thinks. 

“What the fuck,” he says out loud. Kim’s eyes are wide and wild and is laugh is a little bit hysterical. Chay should probably worry about that. Try to calm him down maybe. Except he’s also read about this? “Let me just—” he wiggles his hand beneath Kim, brushes his fingers against his hole, and—yep, he’s definitely slick with something. 

“What the fuck,” Kim echoes, still staring at his fingers. 

He suddenly remembers the florist telling him, Don’t forget plenty of water. He’s going to die, actually. They’ve been sex pollened. Pollinated? Yeah, that. And fuck, she knew, she had to know, that’swhy she smirked and laughed and told him to drink water, because she knew things were going to get wet and fucking messy. 

God, Chay can’t even be mad about it because—because it’s Kim, and he is wet, and Chay desperately wants to make a mess of both of them. 

Kim shouts when Chay throws him back onto the ground, pinning him on his back. He made sure to pull a blanket down first (Gentleman!!) so Kim wouldn’t be bare on the cold wood floor. Then he grabs Kim’s legs behind his knees and forces his thighs to his chest, he’s vaguely aware of Kim’s hands slapping the ground, but then he’s thoroughly distracted by burying his tongue in the nectar-sweet slick dripping from Kim’s hole. 

“Chay!” Kim cries, equal parts indignant and hopelessly turned on. HIs thighs clamp down around Chay’s head and do absolutely nothing to deter him. In fact, Chay elects to ignore him entirely, digging his fingers into Kim’s thighs and licking into him with fervor. 

Deliriously, he thinks, finally, all those smut fics are good for something. He’s never been more prepared for something in his life. 

“You taste so sweet, P’Kim,” Chay says when he finally comes up for air, what could be minutes or hours later. 

“You’re so fucking weird,” kim pants. His face is flushed, all the way down his chest, and his eyes are glassy. It’s the most beautiful CHay has ever seen him, and all Chay can think is, I did that. 

Well, the flowers—the fucking sex pollen—did that, but Chay helped! 

Chay shoves Kim’s legs open again, because they’re still crushing him a little bit, and crawls his way backup Kim’s body, where he greets him with a deep, wet kiss. Chay is covered in that sweet slick from nose to chin and Kim makes a face at it, mumbling, “Gross,” but does nothing to resist Chay’s kiss. Sucks on his glistening bottom lip, even, and his tongue, chasing the sweet taste of himself. It’s probably just because of the pollen clouding his judgment. Probably. 

“I could eat you out for days, P’Kim,” Chay says, just to be sure, “So sweet for me.”

“Fuck.” That’s all Kim says. No agreement or refusal, absolutely not aligning himself with either side of that spectrum, and refusing to meet Chay’s eyes for fear he’ll see an answer there. That’s okay. Chay knows they’re definitely going to do it again, if only so Kim can have the chance to… properly decide for himself whether he likes it, or not, without the pollen making his brain fuzzy. 

“Can I still fuck you, P’Kim?” Chay asks, sweet as anything. (Gentle. Man.)

“Finally, yes, please, if you’re done teasing me.”

“I’m not.” Not even close. Teasing Kim into a shuddering, pathetic mess is going to become one of the greatest achievements of Chay’s life, up there with Getting His Idol to Tutor Him, and Getting Into University. “I’ll make it good for you, though, promise.” 

Really, it’s more of a threat. Chay makes himself comfortable in their little nest on the floor—he blindly reaches up and pulls a few pillows off the bed, one for him to sit on and another to shove under Kim’s hips, popping him up and putting him on display even more than he already is—and gets to work. Circles his thumb around Kim’s glistening rim, lightly at first, waiting until Kim’s breaths stop hitching and he takes a deep inhale, and then Chay dips the digit into him. Up to the first knuckle, nice and slow, and then deeper, until it’s all the way inside and the rest of his fingers lay flat against his cheek. Chay pulses it in and out a few times, nice and shallow, before he pulls all the way out and replaces it with his foreigner. A minute later he slides in the middle one, as well, and Kim keens sweetly for him. 

#cookie writes #kimchay #copy-pasted directly from my google docs #no editing #i got rum drunk and wrote this garbage last night #i hope you all enjoy it lmfao #I'll work on editing it into something coherent later #for now enjoy the crack <3

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𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒆𝒏: 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒎𝒂 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒑 cw: **THIS CHAPTER MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS AS SEX*AL ASSAULT AND HARASSMENT ARE TALKED ABOUT DUE TO FAE AND NYMPHOLOGY IN GENERAL.** insecurities towards dating, body insecurities (i think you could call it that? idk? imma put it there anyways), food, mention trauma dump, chef lee know, mad lee know for a second wc: 1.2k a/n: I changed up some mythology for sake of story with siren/mermaids bc all I heard was the goddamn h2o meme

Minho hummed to the music that played at a low volume throughout his apartment as he moved through the kitchen. Slightly dancing as he cooked dinner. He only started cooking when Y/n texted him she was on her way over to his place, stopping when he heard a knock on the door almost twenty minutes later.

Minho wiped his hands with the kitchen towel before heading to the front door. He smiled at the girl on the other side and invited her in. “welcome.”

“Thanks,” Y/n smiled back.

Minho closed the door and headed back to the kitchen while she set her stuff down and slipped her sneakers off.

“Smells good,” Y/n commented as she joined him in the kitchen.

“Thanks. I might have texted Jisung and asked what your favorite was,” the dancer admitted

“How badly are you trying to impress me?” Y/n joked

“Depends if it’s working.”

“A little.”

Minho smirked as he continued cooking. “Do you need help with anything?”

“I got it. Do you want anything to drink?”

“Water’s fine.”

Minho took a break from the food and grabbed her a glass of water, “Don't turn into a fish on me.”

“You don't have to worry about that. I only have my tail when I’m in the Fae realm.”

“I thought it was whenever you touched the water?”

“False narrative. I think it just adds plot to the media when we randomly get wet and become a fish.”

“Is it possible if you go in the ocean? Like, seawater?”

“Don’t know actually. Never really go to the ocean.”

“Do you want to?”

Y/n shrugged, “Maybe if no one was there.”

Minho hummed in response as he went back to cooking. Y/n watched him work, cooking looked like it was second nature to him. She really could watch him cook all day. Especially while he danced to the music that played through his apartment. If this was what dating Minho was like, she’d want this every day.

“Can I ask you a question?” Y/n asked, nerves starting to set in.

“Of course.”

“I don’t want this to come out as me seeming conceited, but uhm, why do you like me?”

“Well,” Minho sighed as he finished cooking, “at first it was because you were hot.”

“Thanks,” Y/n giggled as he turned to face her.

“But, and not to sound like a creep, I started watching how you interacted with people, or better, noticing how you interacted with people–”

“I like the latter explanation better.”

“Yeah, well, I noticed how you interacted with people– fae or human– and you were so nice, despite how some humans treat you. I think I started liking your personality and then Jisung introduced us. I don’t know if it’s because you’re fae but I’ve been, drawn to you, for lack of a better explanation.”

“Probably because I’m fae, honestly.”

“Maybe. I think if you were human, I still would have fallen for you.”

“Really? You think you would have?”

“You don’t think I would have?”

“Maybe? I don’t know.”

“Hey,” Minho grabbed her hands, “What’s this about?”

Y/n sighed and looked down at their hands, “can we sit?”

Minho nodded and led them over to the couch in his living room. Minho ran his thumb over her knuckles as he waited for her to talk.

“I… I don’t think bad of you Minho, but, there’s no way for me to say it other than, I don’t want to feel like I’m a body to you...”

“Someone’s made you feel like that before?”

“A lot of people, actually,” Y/n couldn’t look him in the eyes, “If you couldn’t tell already, it’s made me a little insecure about dating.”

“Come here,” Minho tugged her into a hug. Y/n wrapped her arms around his waist, laying her head against his chest, “I generally, never want you to feel like that, with me or anyone again.”

“There’s… more too…”

“You don’t need to tell me tonight. I can tell it was hard enough for you to tell me about your insecurities.”

“I think it’s better you know before we get serious,” Y/n sat up and looked at him

“You want to take this past hanging out at parties and drinking with our friends?” Minho’s voice was laced with a comedic sarcasm

“Even though we technically met less than a week ago, yes?” Y/n felt her cheeks flush a bit at her answer

“You’re cute when you’re shy,” Minho smiled

“Can we get back on topic? It’s serious,” Y/n steered back to the original conversation.

“I’m listening.” Minho squeezed her hand as reassurance. Y/n took a deep breath.

“You know the general mythology of fae, specifically nymphs, right?”

“Love music and dance but unfortunately they’ve dealt with sexual assault and harassment because of their beauty,” Minho answered, then it hit him. “Have you—”

“Yeah. That’s kinda why I asked earlier why you liked me. Anyone else that’s showed any interest has just looked at me as a pretty fae they can get with.”

Minho stood and paced his living room a bit. He wasn’t completely unaware of how disgusting people could be, but it hits harder when you find out it’s someone you like or someone you’re close to. “Min…?”

He couldn’t be mad right now. Especially when the girl he grew feelings for over months of just admiring from afar was trusting him with something like this. He took a deep breath and crouched down in front of her. “I know, you probably don’t want to hear an apology—”

“You have nothing to apologize for Min,” Y/n held his face in her hands as she looked into his eyes. “I didn’t tell you for some pity party. It’s something I've dealt with in the past that I thought you should know. I’m not gonna lie, sometimes it still affects me. I didn’t want to keep it from you and something happen between us and I just randomly push you away…”

“Promise to tell me when you’re going through it? Even if you don’t want to be around me, rant to me. I can’t promise I won’t get mad about the fact it happened but I want to be someone you turn to with your issues. We’ll take this thing between us slow, okay?”

“Why are you so perfect,” Y/n felt like crying. Only her friends have ever gotten mad for her about something like this. “Promise me the same? You’ll come to me when you’re having a bad day?”

“I will,” Minho cupped her cheeks and wiped away the tears that hung under her bottom lashes.

“God. I didn't mean to trauma dump. I feel like I've been doing that since we met,” Y/n chuckled awkwardly

“It’s okay. Trauma tends to shape us more than we like to admit,” Minho laughed with her a bit. “Come on. Let’s eat.”

The two went back into the kitchen and Minho served the food. It hadn't gotten too cold just yet but he still offered to warm it up.

“Holy shit! This is amazing Min!” Y/n exclaimed

“Good. I'm glad you like it.” Minho smiled

“You might just have to cook for me all the time now,” Y/n joked

“I’ll cook for you whenever you want. Just ask.”

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hey ji, — jisung x reader

📻 … hel- … can anyone … kkchh .. WC: 866 … GN! READER … GENRE: heavy angst, ex-boyfriend! jisung … WARNINGS: arguments, mentions of drinking, mentions of marriage, generally toxic relationship, cursing, mildly suggestive(?) … -over … kchhh ..

a/n … hihi !! so, initially this was for @fae-renjun for kfn’s member exchange event! but they’ve respectably stopped writing, so i let the fic take any direction it pleased. this was angst-ier than i meant it to be… + i was also a super condescending narrator… not proofread… sorry 🫶

throughout your relationship, you’d said countless words to each other. some good, some bad, most meaningless.

though, now that the two of you had separated, the only words that mattered were the things you didn’t say. the unspoken hopes, dreams, truths. your mind yelling at you to reach out, to come to some sort of closure, but your heart ached, far too bitter to make the first amends.

maybe it was for the better, that’s what you told yourself, if you kept your unspoken thoughts to yourself they’d eventually die down. they had to, right?

wrong.

now here you were, months later, the same regret lingering in your mind.

that’s why you’d decided to talk to him, well, if you could call this talking.

hey ji,

writing a letter, isn’t that too old school?

maybe you should’ve called him.

it’s been a while, yeah? i’m doing good.

you missed the way his hands fit perfectly in yours; the gentle forehead kisses he’d give you before he left in the mornings; the way his body felt against yours in the dead of night; you missed jisung. everything about him.

you’d tried your hardest to distract yourself, but you found yourself succumbing to loneliness the second you stepped foot in your house.

you struck out your last sentence with your pen.

i’m not doing too hot, and i don’t mean to bother you about it but damn. ji, i miss you.

on your quest to be a better person, you never considered it would’ve included jisung.

then again, you never would’ve considered that you would regret breaking up with him after everything that's happened. could you really put up with the arguing for the sake of familiarity?

your relationship had put the both of you through unimaginable trouble, all because you were hooked on the feeling of each other; the adrenaline rush that surrounded your relationship.

i don’t think i’m supposed to miss you. i don’t even know if i want to miss you, but i do.

or would it be different… you hadn't considered that. jisung wasn't the type to have a drastic change, neither were you.

god, ji, i miss your smile. i miss it so damn much.

you loved the way his nose would crinkle when he smiled, just like it was crinkling as you looked at it on your lockscreen.

you’d meant to change that. you just hadn’t gotten around to it. or at least that was what you told yourself.

you picked your pen back up, saying what you knew you didn’t have the courage to say to his face.

i miss you.

were you being too naive? writing these letters was one thing, but god, did you miss him? did you actually miss him after everything?

his face appeared in your mind, then his voice was in your ears. he haunted you. he has since he left.

and i hate you for leaving me here.

maybe you were so hung up on jisung because he truly was the one that got away. you don’t think you’d ever feel as satisfied as you did when you were dating jisung.

maybe it was because he managed to make everything feel so… real. it was intense.

intense is the perfect word to describe it, you think. it was intense last summer, when jisung had made you so angry that you’d thrown out his things from your third story apartment window. that was after you kicked him out for getting home shit-faced at two a.m., hah.

or maybe it was because the two of you made each other miserable.

don’t come back.

did the reason really matter? all that mattered was that jisung was gone, for good.

you scribbled over those last few words again.

you make me feel so crazy. so, so crazy.

…maybe he really had changed; maybe if you called him, or met up with him, the two of you could talk it out; maybe he would come back.

your head hurt.

crazy enough to miss your stupid, beat-up converse by the door next to mine.

you thought back on your relationship.

the two of you had been through just about everything a couple can go through.

well, the bad more often than the good. but those good moments— they made up for the fights, the break-ups, the crying.

ji, i can’t tell if that crazy is good or bad.

you could. just like you could tell you were being irrational the time the two of you’d almost gotten married. drunk and hitched in las vegas. lovely, huh?

to this day, you’re still glad minho was there to talk you out of it.

honestly,

glad. yeah, you were glad you hadn’t married jisung.

why hadn’t you thought about that earlier?

i’m sorry for everything, and i forgive you. i don’t know if we ever sat down and said that to each other.

you would never marry jisung, you wouldn’t grow old with him. you would meet someone else. someone that you wanted to marry; someone you would miss more than jisung, that would fill that loneliness you were feeling now.

you hoped he forgave you too. for everything.

goodbye, ji.

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YAY REQEUSTS ARE OPEN!!

I saw twst characters x oc are okay, so I can request Sol Oberon x Malleus (the link to the post is on my pinned, I'm on mobile sob) going on an icecream date?!?! (Take my oc and do whatever hehehehehe 😈😈)

JSBSHSHSBHS HI

I am so hoping you enjoy this sjbsbabsb here's your soleus content!! Ahabshsbs I got so excited to write this when I saw this!! <333333

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Respite of summer's heat

The gentle breeze rolling over the fields, through the forest and towns on sage Island since that morning was a wonderful contrast to the recent increasingly hot weather. Nevertheless it wasn't quite enough for most students and after seeing their altered behaviour patterns and a question to someone more knowledgeable about the average human, a suggestion was given by Lilia to our resident dragon fae.

"How about inviting your beloved for some ice cream in the city?" He suggested, which seemed like more than a sound idea to Malleus, who chose to swiftly write them a small invitation, before folding it into a paper dragon and having it fly to them with magic. It read the following:

"My beloved moon-born rose,

Would you honour me with your company to a local frozen treat shop in the afternoon? I wish to spend time with you on this day as summer approaches, so that we may enjoy the splendid weather with one another.

-Yours eternally, Malleus Draconia, Crown prince of Briar Valley <3

P.s. Lilia has told me humans occasionally sign letters to their beloved with hearts, I am hoping I understood it and that this gesture makes you smile"

What a lovely invitation. He'd gotten far better at writing them since the Halloween incident. Courtesy of the prefect gently teaching him, of course, as well as help from silver, when he did not currently suffer from his narcolepsy or if he wasn't busy with his own classwork and training. No sooner than when school let out however, it was go time.

Malleus waited in front of Sol's classroom, greeting them with a small smile.

"Hello again, my moon-born rose, are you ready to head out? Or did my letter not reach you?" He asked, holding out his arm to escort her. With a firm but gentle grip she took it, nodding along.

"It arrived just fine, the little dragon was a lovely touch. I am ready to head out, I've been looking forward to this since I read the invitation earlier this morning..!"

That was how they found themselves on a quick flight to the city center, on which they may or may not have briefly disturbed an aircraft but clearly the humans and their flying tin-cans were at fault for being in *the* Malleus Draconia's way, as Sebek would probably have put it. Nevertheless they arrived safely at the ice cream parlour that had become quite popular lately. Cater was the one that mentioned it to Lilia but the latter was the one who suggested Malleus went there of all places. It was a lovely little place, a classic ice cream parlour like you imagine it. Luckily it was midweek and relatively early into the lunch rush, which meant there were plenty of nice seats.

The wait time wasn't terrible after ordering, at least it wasn't because Malleus just looked gorgeous because the sunlight was hitting him just right. It was reflecting in his green eyes making them shine more than usual, highlighting the smalles golden specks in them. Even for Malleus though the view was wonderful, oh how he could stare at them all day, Sol truly had his heart. From their black and blue hair to her red eyes, it was all just mesmerising to him, like the glow of a full moon to a werewolf perhaps, changing him, bringing out things kept hidden during the day. He couldn't help but take Sol's hand gently, pressing a small loving kiss to her knuckles.

Shortly thereafter their respective sundaes arrived, something fruity for Malleus and something tropical with lots of coconut for Sol. Perhaps a trip to somehwere with actual coconuts was in order, if Malleus remember the scalding sands hat them. Perhaps he could take them during a festival or harvest season to enjoy the many treats of the agricultural efforts that year.

Conversation flowed so easily between them, the two Fae who let the world pass them by as they enjoyed frozen treats during a wave of heat in the land. Though the heat did not phase them, it was still a more than delightful date. Especially when Malleus had managed to get spoonfed a taste of Sol's own sundae, but only one. In response a strawberry made it's way onto their portion. Back and forth they went, though Sol was more or less giving him the small waffle bits and things like that instead of actually precious parts of their iced treat. Malleus wasn't complaining but it was slightly unfair.

In exchange for that though? She listened to Malleus talk about a specific gargoyle until he was finished, even if there were plenty opportunities to interrupt. The couple wound up finishing their treats and simply walking around for hours, even after the seelie court princess's feet started hurting, because a certain dragon fae insisted that he'd be able to carry them, and he did, so gently and closely to his chest as if they were precious, all the way back to NRC and her room. He I tented to only hug her goodbye for modesty's sake but a chaste kiss quickly convinced him of something else. For a moment he couldn't help but kiss them, not if they had so wholly captured his heart, not if he loved them so dearly. And she loved him right back.

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Could you shout out a couple of your favourite m/m authors or books, please? (nw if you don’t like reccing things tho, I find it stressful myself.)

I also find the one ship per book in a series not my cup of tea tbh. I find it too jarring to switch over to other characters I’m not as emotionally invested in within a world.

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I don't mind side stories that wrap up supporting characters' romances, but I tend to like a main series that's about the same characters/ship most of the time.

I recced a few in response to another ask. That should be posting... some time. (You can tell how well I keep track of my queue.)

Who haven't I mentioned... let's see... Jenn Burke's Not Dead Yet series is pretty interesting, though it eventually angered me with a side character death.

E.J. Russell has a lot of books with different ships but that are all in the same universe. They work better for me than most such books because there's an urban fantasy arc plot about missing fae running through them. Some are a bit too ultra-fluff for my taste. Many are pretty funny. A lot of them feature things like supernatural dating agencies or event planners.

Integrate by Thea Hayworth is only available on Smashwords and is a one-off, but I can't say no to an alien-human buddy cop duo. Both the case and the romance are reasonably fleshed out for this short length, and the worldbuilding is fascinating. I want more! Come back usually-fic-author and write original!

I enjoyed AJ Sherwood's Jon's Downright Ridiculous Shooting Case and sequels/stuff in the same universe.

I've only checked out Beth Bolden a little bit. I met her at a conference, and she seems cool. (Definitely a recent fic fandom person, like many of us writing original m/m.) I read part of a boy band romance of hers that she admitted was 1D with the serial numbers filed. Filed well, I might add: the original version is sufficiently SoCal that I wasn't positive which boy band it was riffing off of. But what I really enjoyed was her fairytale-ish fantasy novel Yours, Forever After.

Meghan Maslow's Starfig Investigations was an instant favorite for me. I'm not sure if younger people will even be familiar with the genre of fantasy it is. It didn't click for me until I heard her talking about it, but the series is basically a take off of Robert Asprin's Myth series: oldschool secondary world fantasy full of dumb puns and jokes that only make sense in relation to the real world. Like that series, Maslow's features portals between realms and a lot of magic tech in advanced cities even if the trappings are Ren Faire-ish. The sense of humor style was pretty common in early 90s sff publishing and turns up in old games like Monkey Island, but it's not something I see all that much in m/m fantasy novels.

Harper Fox's Tyack & Frayne series is about a cop and a psychic in small town Cornwall. Lots of pagan vibes in this one, and some of the supernatural stuff picks up as the series goes along, but the basic structure is contemporary British mysteries.

The Plumber's Mate series by J.L. Merrow is a much more comedic take on UK village mysteries. I'm not usually into stories where people end up with their bully from school, but I liked how it was handled here. The side characters are a hoot, especially the camp best friend and the dwarf porn star turned vegetable salesman.

Morgan Brice I'm not as fond of, but she has a bunch of series including one that feels like early seasons Supernatural.

I don't think I ever read the sequels to My Zombie Boyfriend by T. Strange. It's... well... about a dude who finds a hot corpse and decides to revive him as a zombie. The lead is a weird little perv with an ex who's a goth mortician, a horrible undead pet cat, and an obsession for his new zombie project. I found this one while looking for creepy books after reading one too many bits of ultra-fluff with barely any plot.

I was enjoying the Hours of the Night series by Irene Preston and Liv Rancourt, but it seems like they stopped writing it without resolving anything? A lot of the books I've read are good but would have been better with more sequels, so they don't spring to mind here.

There are seriously a shitton of writers working in this space. I just found a few authors and started trying books and seeing what else was on the same goodreads lists and so on. You need to have a tolerance for hideous cover art, but plenty of the actual books are fine.

[nanograms]

Malleus x Ellis - A Trip To Disneyland

@starry-night-rose enjoy

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“Beloved, this place is quite loud. Are you sure that this is a suitable place for us to share time together romantically? I fear I may scare some of the smaller child of man..”

Malleus looked around anxiously on the floor. Human families and their kids run around and stare at him in gape. Some kids even said ‘Wow! Look at his horns,’ and ‘Do you think he’s part of the attractions?’ and ‘are we allowed to ask him for pictures?’. Oh if only they knew.

Ellis’s home was nothing like Twisted wonderland. No magic, fae, or beastmen roam this realm. Perhaps this is what perked his interest when she asked him to go to this ‘magical’ place called ‘Disneyland’. Of course, Ellis had to explain to him that no, there was no magic in Disneyland.

Ground rules needed to be set before entering the Dark Mirror. No using magic, dress casually, and absolutely no threatening the staff or anyone in general. No matter how rude these child of men are, they cannot find out that Malleus is some kind of dragon fae from another universe.

Ellis reassured him that everything was going to be okay, and that he didn't need to worry about anything. A sweet smile and a gentle squeeze to his hand was all he needed to feel better. Malleus bent down and kissed her forehead before arriving for their first ride.

The line was long and the sun was bearing down on the two of them. Mostly Malleus because he was taller than the rest. His brows furrowed. Perhaps if these child of men knew who he was, he and Ellis wouldn’t have to wait so long to get to the front of the line. Then again, he prioritized Ellis’s happiness over his own selfish desires.

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What was 30 minutes felt like an hour to Malleus. The sun beaming down on the two of them didn’t make it easier. Ellis didn’t look too happy about the hot weather, so Malleus did his best to cover her with his shade.

“My Dearest Treasure, I think it might be too tall for the ride..”

Malleus pointed to the tunnel that he thought was going to be an issue, but Ellis reassured him that he’ll be fine. Her words were kind, but it didn’t quell the unease in his stomach.

“These attractions are so strange. You mean to tell me that this was made not by magic and simply steel beams and sometimes wood? How fascinating.”

Ellis grinned. And did her best to explain how these things worked. Although the people around them gave them strange looks, she couldn’t have cared less.

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Perhaps the roller coaster was a bit of a mistake. Malleus’s horns had scratched the interior of the tunnel’s roof. Although only the paint came off, Malleus noticed how the tip of his horns got noticeably more rounded than sharp.

Malleus looked like a kicked puppy the moment Ellis had to fork over money to pay for the damages. Ellis insisted that it wasn’t a big deal and that they could still enjoy themselves here while Malleus insisted that he pay her back with gold and diamonds.

The loud noise was presumably bothersome to Ellis as they continued on their date. Malleus opted for a noise canceling spell on the people around them, but Ellis shook her head and put in some orange cylinder shaped styrofoam in her ears to block out the noise.

The ice cream here was like no other. It was in many funny shapes and sizes. His favorite has to be the Mickey Mouse ice cream sandwich.

“Ellis, why is this particular ice cream shaped like that of a rodent? It is not very accurate of a mouse either. The eyes are unrealistic and-”

Ellis listened to Malleus’s rant of how the depictions of the mouse on the ice cream sandwich was not accurate at all. It was actually quite amusing to watch the ice cream sandwich melt in his hand and drip down onto the pavement.

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The sun was setting when the couple were on the ferris wheel. This was one of Malleus’s favorite rides. It was slow, romantic, and he had a moment with Ellis alone to just talk. Malleus took a particularly fond interest in the castle of Disneyland, asking if any royalty lived there. He might’ve also made a comment of how one day after graduation Ellis shall live in the castle back at Briar Valley. Ellis had to do a double take on that. She wasn’t complaining though.

After getting off of the ferris wheel, they decided to stay long enough for the fireworks. It was mostly Ellis’s idea. They can deal with Sebek’s yelling of her not bringing ‘Waka-sama’ back after 8:30 PM later.

The fireworks were loud but beautiful. Malleus’s eyes sparked in the darkness. Ellis’s eyes trained on his beautiful built figure rather than the exploding gunpowder that fired up in the sky. Malleus teased Ellis once he caught her staring.

“Does my Dearest Treasure prefer to partake in looking at me than at the fireworks in the night sky?” Malleus chuckled when she got all flustered. He continued talking after giving Ellis a loving kiss. “It’s all right, Love, I know that you are fond of the beautiful things that are in this world and I’m glad to be the one that has your attention for the night.”

#malleus x Ellis #twst #twisted wonderland #rat fics #canon x oc

[haleslugworth]

I had been thinking about getting The Sun and Its Shade because I had been very curious to know if Amaris got worse in the second edition. Well, from both of these reviews, it's safe to assume that she's got any better from the first book.

All I can say is that Nox deserves so much better. Even if Nox comes off hard to like at times, I still think she deserves way better than to be treated the way she was in book one.

Amaris, yet again, is at the lead for being the most specialist of all special girlies. From what Talia has said in their review, Amaris was quite literally born like she is the Jesus Christ of their universe:

Not only born as the Jesus Christ of their universe but she was birthed by a black priestess who was just a vessel character? Makes me wonder why in the world Amaris was born an ivory, white, snowflake, moonlight baby then? (No kidding, she's always described in variations of white, you HAVE to read the first book to believe me.)

Oh, but the fun part: Amaris was born to protect Nox, the princess of two kingdoms. But the entire time in book one, Nox was the one protecting Amaris from everything, lol. Thanks, SAVIOR.

I wish I had more to say about this entire racist bullshit, but I really don't. Every day, it's just something insanely new and wildly bizarre that leaves me so gobsmacked that I have to re-read it a few times to make sure I'm not going mad.

Piper CJ's weird, racist crusade continues and I want it to end.

But what makes me both confused and sad at the same time is this vibe that Piper CJ is trying to retcon the original canon ship between Amaris and Nox by pairing the women up with two different men in the second book.

Don't get me wrong, I would hate it if Amaris did end up dating Nox in the end, but it still hurts because it mostly makes me feel sorry for Nox. Throughout book one, Nox was fixed on finding Amaris, thinking she had turned into a slave or something and she wanted to rescue her. Her whole mindset was on nothing but finding Amaris. Now? The writing has started to push the women apart.

While Nox is being written to have the hots for Malik now, Amaris is out somewhere getting finger-banged by Gadriel. Apparently getting finger-blasted doesn't count as her virginity being taken (even though virginity is a social construct but okay. Got to make the snowflake the most special and pure one.) But yeah, the women have their boy toys now, and Amaris is still unaware of Nox's very existence until the near end of the book where she was "always dreaming of Nox." Lol, okay sure, author.

I guess this is Piper CJ's way of "proving" her book is a bisexual fantasy. But does it really have to be so painstakingly bad to the point where the canonical ship doesn't even hold up anymore? It's clear that Piper CJ loves 'Amaris x Gadriel' more than any other ship in her books, and that would be fine if she just made that the canonical ship in the first place. Don't drag Nox around and then just push her aside for some other hot fae dude.

I'm SO sad for Nox right now, it's not a joke!

"But, Nox is a princess of two kingdoms AND she gets a man, what is the problem? She's hella strong, too!"

But it doesn't feel like Piper CJ even made it as though Nox deserved them. They were just things thrown onto Nox just to make her interesting in the story, only to then shelf it for a while, while the author goes and writes her attempted BDSM smut between Amaris and Gadriel. Nox is the biggest afterthought and she is one of the protagonists who STILL needs to pander to her white savior.

I thought I felt sorry for Gadriel, at first, because Amaris was a massive prick that acted childish for something he said, then spits in his face when she gave him the 'silent treatment' and he got upset about it. No, now I just don't care about him either. Amaris and Gadriel are garbage and they totally deserve each other.

I'm gonna draw Nox just because I am so sad that my favourite girl boss just keeps getting derailed over and over and OVER again while the special snowflake gets everything she wants.

#tsais #book rant #the sun and its shade

[fairytalequeer]

🥶 ☕ 💕 💘 ~ rebeccaselfships

auuu tysm!! @rebeccaselfships

🥶 When it´s getting colder, do you and your f/o still like to spend time outside (going on walks etc.), or do you prefer to stay inside?

definitely outside!! im not great with the cold (im very bad with it actually) but really like going outside. especially since the forest would be lovely in the chill weather... and if there's snow too uaughghhhh i would love it. visiting the fae folk always sounds fun too! and the occasional unicorn encounter and other cool animals. frog catching. apple picking. important stuff to be done during the fall

but being inside is always nice too!! lots of stuff to do and nice ways to keep warm. stealing warm food/treats from the kitchen, cozy fireplaces that are possibly enchanted, starry pillows/blankets... hm outside or inside is perfectly fine actually

☕ What´s your f/o´s favorite hot drink? Also, what´s yours?

i think he probably likes hot chocolate honestly! I'd make sure to introduce him to abuelita hot chocolate so he knows what it is at its best. and i like wassail the most!!! attempting to make it with him would be so nice... we'd be bad at it and leave the kitchen a mess but thats not our problem :3c

💕 Nights are getting colder too and there´s no better way to stay warm than cuddling up in bed with the person you love. So… what´s your favorite cuddle position/s?

hhhhhholy shit this one LOL................ link is gay momence

uh. uh. uh. i dont really have a favorite theyre all good... but my mind usually wanders to him curled up and laying on my chest while we're tangled up together AUHGhhg. he's little. BUT LIKE I SAID any is good...

💘 What are your favorite kind of dates to go on during fall?

idk im kind of weird and dont really vibe with the concept of Dates sdkfjhsdfsdk i just would consider anything we do as like... hanging out with a dear friend. just with added romance obviously. but im down for anything and i think he's interested in the same stuff im into (as in just Going Out and doing something Fun and/or Adventurous)

i mentioned some of the stuff in the first question already but here's even more: going to a pumpkin patch, a corn maze, even just trick or treating LMAO. trick or treating to residents of the fairytale forest actually sounds so fun. possibly dangerous to do that with certain fae folk but whatever

going out to help ppl decorate also sounds fun. collecting fall plants/leaves to press into books. fall-centered scavenger hunts... so many things tbh. and i would always enjoy his company when i garden, including during the fall! there's a lot of cool flowers/plants to tend to/garden during the fall (like snapdragons! and those are my favorites)

#asks #self ship #self shipping #he's magical!

[hanafubukki]

Lilia wondered if you knew what it meant to be loved by a fae. Did you truly?

To be loved by a fae meant to be worshipped.

To be loved beyond eternity.

To have lasting memories that would never fade.

To be found in all lifetimes until the end of eternity.

Silver and Sebek knew, having grown with faes and learning their culture.

Silver, even as a human, had learned and readily accepted it but he grew with such knowledge.

Sebek had grown knowing such from his mother and grandfather, even his father knew what it meant to be loved by a fae and willingly accepted it.

Lilia watched as you dozed on Malleus’ lap, the prince stroking your hair with a loving gaze upon you.

You, who were loved and cherished by him and Malleus, two powerful faes who made nations tremble at their power.

Lilia knelt by your side, kissing your forehead. His own blessing mixing with Malleus’s, marking you theirs.

Lilia knew that in time you would realize what it meant to be loved by them, maybe you already had.

After all, you loved so gently yet passionately. You loved with your entire self. It was only proper for that love to be returned just as intensely.

He knew you would never come to danger, not with them protecting you: the Dragon and the General of Briar Valley.

You were also protected by the Knights of the Future King of Briar Valley, both of whom considered you family.

You were loved and cherished, and will continue to be so by all you have come to know and will know.

And of course, especially by them.

Tagging @masquerade-of-misery my fellow comrade of this ot3 🫶💚

#hana queues #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #malleus draconia x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #twst silver #sebek zigvolt #malleus draconia x reader x lilia vanrouge #<- malleus and lilia are dating you and not each other #they are sharing you?? #felt the need to point this out just in case #in other words #what better than having one hot fae?? two of them!! 🥳💞

[terrovaniadorm]

Listen. I'm going to give you a task. A very important task. I am handing you each of my terrovania ocs we have no ships with yet and you will give them funny little pairings ( any amount of them ) and if you come up empty handed you will be in big trouble 💖 /j

You mad man! You know I'll fully commit to it (🤡 <- Me rn) so here we go everything is under the cut!

"..."

"..."

"You.. Smell like candy."

"Well, yeah i do that's what my dorm does."

"It smells bad."

"Wow thanks you must be VERY funny."

The Confactoria dorm leader replied, resting his face in his hands, he really didn't want to be here.

"You'll at least keep me in company... Right?" Jekyll asked tilting his head.

Surprised, Cadbury just nodded "Sure, for this date-" noticing the red-black haired students face slowly getting.. Sad? Cadbury coughed.

"Maybe if you'd like, i'll give you a ticket, you can visit anytime- uh. You don't have to eat anything though."

"WOHOOO!"

Xanthe anxiously played with their hands, they don't know why they joined this event.

"You're quiet." Johan said, they looked up.

"I'm... I'm.. Not really used to things like this." Xanthe apologetically replied, they felt guilty for not socializing with the ghost... They gulped.

"I actually heard there's some nice food here if... If you'd like to try- Can you eat?"

"You got me with food! What do you suggest?"

Xanthe was surprised, couldn't immediately muster up a response but.. "I do like the blueberry pies this place has.. It's tasty."

Johan nodded, "Honestly i prefer Hot pockets but i guess i can have a change of pace. If it doesn't work out i can always steal Samuel's food."

To that Xanthe giggled.

Merlin sat quite happily, looking at the person in front of him with sparkling eyes.

"I heard you do piercings!" he asked enthusiastically but Candice looked bored.

"Yeah yeah whatever."

Merlin scratched his chin, "You don't seem to happy to be here..." he questioned, Candide rolled his eyes "Well duh! Of course I'm not, this is stupid." the jester huffed.

"We can just try to spend time getting to know each other till the time runs out!"

Candice shook his head "Has anyone told you you're sickeningly positive?", the half faes face fell a little bit "I-I... Um. That was sudden but no, no one ever told me that." he answered, his mood seemingly down... But he managed to get over it quickly.

"I guess i should be a little calmer with new people, whatever though! I'd love to know you better Mr. Pip!"

"So, you're like from Max's dorm?"

Porsche nodded.

"And the PE teachers *adopted* son?"

He nodded again.

"That's cool." the Royal Sword student smiled, looking at the Terrovania student with fascination. She figured he was quiet but..

"A question though, are you scared or Max?" to which Porsche nodded, hesitantly.

"Well.. I don't blame you, honestly when we first met i was terrified but he's just.. Awkward. I guess." the masked student nodded.

And Lee smiled again "But back to you: i heard you make dolls! If you don't mind can you show some to me?"

Porsche seemed hesitant, so Lee shook he hands "I mean! You don't have to if you don't want to!"

"Hey, you're the handsome guy from the infirmary-"

"Thank you..?"

Suzuki wanted to throw herself in a well.

"I remember you too, One from Ramshackle."

Suzuki sighed, looking down at her shoes, "Yeah, the student from another world thing" "We can change topics." Suzuki nodded, she didn't want to stare too much at Anaias but he was tall(er than her), handsome with vibrant hair it was a little hard.

"Sorry about my comment earlier i should've been more careful." Suzuki bowed her head, "That's... Alright." he put a hand on her shoulder.

"I guess we should talk a little bit more before this is over... Any hobbies?"

Suzuki wondered. "I used to be a part of a theater group i guess i used to do acting as a hobby..."

"Tell me more."

Let's just say Maurice was pleasantly surprised at a three people date, how interesting!

"Huhu! Isn't this pleasant, I am looking forward to this." he clapped his hands enthusiastically, these two seemed like an interesting pair, he heard a little about them thanks to Ophelia visiting their dorm but he never imagined meeting them in person!

"Just don't be loud." Tito took a drag from his cigarette as Brielle just watched the Pomefiore student examining him.

"Of course, I'm aware not everyone's a big fan of eccentricities, I'll try to be good company." Maurice smiled.

The Terrovania duo looked at each other, both raised a brow, it was like they were communicating silently.

"Oh! That reminds me i heard you two are a paper of the photography club, I'm curious about your club, maybe if you'd like i can paint some of your work too." "So you're like a painter, like Reubens?"

Maurice put a hand over his mouth. "Being compared to him is very flattering! I would say it's more of a hobby..."

Tito sighed "Maybe one day you can join." he answered dismissively, Maurice was aware but he just kept on smiling without commenting.

"I like your sculpting, it's amazing."

Being praised by a god was something else completely, Ruben felt truly proud. Fauna giggled "My family has an eye for art, specifically sculpting, how fortunate we came across each other." Ruben nodded "Of course. How fortunate."

Fauna crossed her arms as she admired Ruben's work, "You don't seem like a bad person either..." then she continued "Although hubris is one of humans greatest downfalls. I hope you never become a victim of it." she looked at Ruben, a little cryptic but Ruben didn't mind, he just raised a brow "Alright."

"Well then! Would you like some wine, that's my speciality after all, or just some grape juice."

"I guess I'll indulge a bit.."

#Thanks for the ask! #I said I'll go all out #And tagging this will be painful #Twst oc #Other characters #Jekyll Korpez #Porsche #Johan poppet #Candice pip #Ruben Gear #Brielle Lokks #Tito Winston #Anaias Medalla #Cadbury Taffy #Xanthe Rockrose #Merlin Altalune #Lee Shelley #Suzuki Yumemura #Maurice Spiegel #Fauna Mania #Answered

[nevadancitizen]

OK, Fae / Fairy Anon here again bc I just had a great idea and I just had to tell u bc I like how u write. I don't care when you write this, but just imagine this. Reader having a VERY sensitive sense of hearing (kinda like Dolores from Encanto) dating a VERY loud Deimos. Will Reader tell Deimos to shut up or just suffer in silence? We will never know 👀 (and maybe Reader just tells Sanford the problem, imagine the drama, poor San wouldn't know what to do either lmao) OK, I'll go now! Bye! ^w^

"recovery"

synopsis: when a trigger sends you into a spiral, you decide to confront the one who brings you comfort: deimos.

word count: 1.1k

characters: deimos, reader

trigger warnings: mistreatment of prisoners, reader spiralling from a trigger, reader having survivor's guilt

notes: GAHAHAGHA this is my first time writing partial angst so grahg :)

At first, things seemed like they would never change: all the people who worked with guns and adrenaline were invincible and if you died, you could just be brought back to life. But it’s never that simple, is it?

Well, at least Deimos didn’t change: a maze of scars crossed his body, he created enough acrid smoke to clear a building, and smiled as if he’d just tied your shoelaces together and was waiting for you to stumble. He was twenty-seven, but his demeanor belonged to a ten-year-old. He was fireproof. 

You were different, however. How could you not be? Sleepless nights and shaking hands became a staple after what you went through and no one could blame you for it. You freeze at the slightest sound relating to gunfire, and preferred to sit in corners where you could see the whole room. You were both combustible and flammable, unstable and unmedicated in the prolonged traumatic experience that was existing. 

2BDamned retired you from the field to lab work. You didn’t particularly mind: it was better than being in constant danger and waiting for someone to blow your goddamn head off. The quiet clinking of glass equipment was good, but silence was even better. 

Silence only came at night, in the solace of your bed that was just a mattress on the floor. It seemed that within the darkness of your closed eyes, nothing could touch you – but that wasn’t true. You knew it wasn’t. In the blanket of night, everyone is as helpless and naive as a child. People can click their flashlight on and off as much as they’d like, imagining that they’re the master of darkness, but even the very blackest darkness around them can be full of seeing eyes. 

That’s what happened, wasn’t it? The eyes in the black saw you before you saw them. It was crowded and hot and sweaty in the prison, and the automatic rifles up above began howling down onto their heads. Fellow prisoners started going limp here and there, but in the crush they couldn’t fall anymore and remained standing on their feet, even after they had died. No one here was afraid of death. Maybe they wanted to be slaughtered, in order to do something at last with their lives that they were sick and tired of, and be at peace. You and them simply chanted “Have mercy!” until your voices became one and carried on walking towards the stairway that led upwards – towards the bullets. 

You jolted awake. It wasn’t uncommon, waking up like this, but it still made your heart jackrabbit in your chest and the awake parts of your brain crazed. You heaved a breath – more out of annoyance than anything – pulled your knees to your chest, and cried. 

Sometimes you wished you’d died. You wished you died instead of the man that shared his ration with you when you first arrived, instead of the mother-to-be that cried happy tears when she saw two lines on her pregnancy test, instead of the child that was forced to be there because his shit father was. 

Red crescent moons from your fingernails digging into your palm formed as you thought. Your gaze skittered across the room, watching shadows rise and fall in the corners. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair to constantly be burdened with this drunken stupor of guilt, to be plagued with thoughts of ‘what if…’ and ‘if I just…’.

The noise of dragging footsteps sounded outside your door. You supposed – you hoped and prayed, actually – that it was Deimos. 

“I’m back!” he said. “N’ I’m comin’ in. If you don’t have pants on – I don’t care.”

Your fingernails dug into your palm further and tilted your head away from the door, wiping your tears on your sleeves. Even though your heart beat against your chest when the door opened, you knew you were safe. You couldn’t help it. You wished you could. 

Deimos closed the door behind him, prattling off about how recon went and how it was the most boring thing he’s ever experienced without you by his side. He wasn’t being particularly loud – just his normal speaking voice – but it still set off alarm bells in your head of this man is a sadist in a guard’s uniform, this man has a gun, this man is going to kill me. 

It was only when Deimos touched you, a light brush against your shoulder, that you actually acted on your thoughts. 

“Have mercy,” you whimpered. Your voice was barely above a whisper, something far from an actual cry for help. It was the only thing you could think to say. 

Deimos recoiled immediately. “What?”

“It – I…” you hugged your knees tighter. “At the prison… there was a rally. And the guards, and their automatic rifles, and the people… I didn’t want to die. I think the others did. We begged for mercy. There was a child, Deimos, a child in a prison, and there was so much blood. I know blood’s easy to wash off with cold water, but… can’t I just wash my brain instead, and get rid of this feeling? This feeling of shame. It burns hot, and it hurts, Deimos. Everything reminds me of them… I don’t know what to do.”

Deimos settled beside you, stealing glances at your face. He had the oddest look on his face, like he had seen it all happen, too. He laid a hand on your knee. “Am I – do I – I yell a lot, is it – am I making it worse?”

You took one look at his face and started crying. Deimos wrapped an arm around you, making circles on your shoulder. He strung together apologies and whispered them in your ear, a constant rumbling voice that helped pull you away from the prison. 

“I could only think of you,” you admitted. “It was this one thought: I hope Deimos is warm and fed. As if you wouldn’t be. I had more pressing matters, obviously, I was being shot at. But I just… thought about you. At least it would’ve been a romantic thought to die to.”

“I’m sorry,” he repeated. “I didn’t mean to, I… why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“I thought you wouldn’t care,” you said. “You have other things to worry about. Things like work, and maintaining your guns, and… other things that aren’t me.”

“Why wouldn’t I care about you?”

“I don’t know. I just didn’t want to be a burden.”

“You’re not a burden. Not to me. Never.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes… I love you.”

“I love you too, Deimos.”

#riptide writes 🌊 #madness combat 🆘 #gh i don't like te ending but i jsut don't know what else to do for it #material girl pose #fae-anima #madness combat #madcom #madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #deimos #deimos x reader #deimos madness combat #deimos madcom

[wolken-himmel]

In which Malleus asks his friends to practice with him as preparation for a date with his crush (Y/n).

Sadly for him, things get chaotic because Lilia doesn't take things seriously enough while Sebek takes everything too seriously, leaving Silver to save the day.

"So, are you enjoying your tea, my little treasure?"

"Yes yes, my beloved Malleus! Your tea-brewing skills are amazing! You're perfect husband material for me, (Y/n) (L/n)! Yes yes, I adore you very much," Lilia cooed in a high-pitched tone to imitate yours as he took a sip of the dark liquid from the porcelain cup resting on the fancy table in front of him. The hot tea burning his tongue, he almost spit it out in pain. Wincing, he returned the cup to its original place on the beautifully decorated table. "Although I — your beloved treasure, (Y/n) — do prefer the muffins Lilia made! Lilia's cooking is fantastic, isn't it—?"

Lilia was grinning widely, his bright red lips reaching his ears as he seemingly had the time of his life. Just earlier, he had applied make-up to his face and put on a dress to make things more immersive. Sebek even had to pry the little bat away from the mirror, who was so enamoured by his attractiveness that he admired his newfound beauty for hours on no end.

Disheartened, Malleus rubbed his temples in annoyance. "Lilia, are you even trying to imitate (Y/n)?" he asked, clicking his tongue. Lilia, stuffing his mouth with the horrible treats he had baked earlier, nodded eagerly. Another sigh escaped Malleus' lips as his hands openly resting on the table turned into fists. "It certainly doesn't seem that way, Lilia."

"I'm trying my best!" Lilia whined childishly as he blinked, the fake lashes glued to his eyes fluttering up and down in a way that was supposed to make Malleus laugh. "Am I not just as adorable as your human friend? I think I'm doing a pretty good job."

"I don't think you're acting quite like (Y/n) would..." Malleus finally slammed his head onto the table, for once losing all of his patience and calm. The cups and plates jumped into the air before safely landing back in their original positions again. Lilia's eyes were filled with mild worry covered up by the laughter he could feel bubbling in his throat. Seeing his little boy so torn up over a mere human girl was quite worrying yet endearing to the ancient fae. Sighing, Malleus groaned. "This practicing session is going to go nowhere... I'm going to embarrass myself on our date next week and she will never talk to me again!"

Swallowing his food, Lilia reached out to pat the other male's head in pity. "Oh, my little Malleus," Lilia cooed softly. "You know that (Y/n) will like you no matter how much you embarrass yourself—"

"Can I serve some more tea?" Sebek asked, appearing out of nowhere with a silver tablet in his one hand and the other courteously placed behind his back. The even more stoic than usual expression on his face made Lilia laugh all out of a sudden, resulting in him falling from his chair. Silver trudged behind him, doing his best to play some tunes on the violin as background music; Malleus winced at his precious instrument being desecrated, as well as his ears being destroyed. Sebek marched over to his master, pouring some more steaming liquid into his cup. "Here, you'll feel right better after drinking some tea! It will make you forget the awful girl who made you this frustrated—"

"I think you got it all wrong," Silver mused as he seized his playing, lowering the violin onto a nearby dresser in Malleus' large bedroom they used to practice. "I think it's us who make him this frustrated."

"No, Silver!" Sebek huffed as he punched his fellow knight's shoulder. "I never ever annoy Malleus-sama!"

Malleus had stopped listening since a long time, quietly sniffling in sadness.

Silver, tilting his head to the side in surprise since he had never seen his master behave this way, felt bad immediately — and there was only one way how he knew to fix it. "You know what? I'll be right back," the male with shimmering silver hair announced as he strode out of Malleus' bedroom, a soft smile on his face. "Just carry on. Don't wait for me."

Scowling, Sebek yelled, "Silver, you can't just leave like that! You have a duty as knight to fulfill—"

"Oh, leave the boy be." Lilia giggled as he took another sip of the tea that had cooled down by now. "He probably is just off to catch up on the sleep he missed. We two can practice with Malleus by ourselves— wait, Malleus? Are you still with us?"

Malleus sighed as he slowly raised his head from the table. "I wish I wasn't..."

"Aw, my poor little baby..." Lilia took a deep breath before putting on the kind smile you always seemed to wear on your face. "I'll try to be (Y/n) for real now! You won't even be able to spot the differences!"

"Really?" Malleus' eyes lit up in surprise and satisfaction. "You would do that?"

"Everything for—"

Before Lilia could finish his sentence, he was pushed away by Sebek. "I bet I can be an even better (Y/n)!" the young man with green hair exclaimed as he took the formerly occupied seat, leaving Lilia cursing on the ground. Malleus' smile fell at the chaos unfurling in front of his eyes — again. Sebek took one deep breath before raising his voice to a comically high-pitch, and clasping his hands together enthusiastically. "Oh my beloved Malleus, have I — the evil witch (Y/n) — already wormed my way into your heart?! Muahaha, I'll distract you from your duties and continue being bad influence for you; and only the great knight Sebek could stop me—"

"Sebek, get off my chair! I'm (Y/n)! You're not cute enough to play her," Lilia huffed as he pushed Sebek off his chair. "You're merely an impostor!"

"Fine... you can play the stupid human," Sebek whispered under pained groans as he scrambled back to his feet to assume the role of dutiful waiter again. "I'm way too graceful to imitate her well enough, anyway!"

Lilia rolled his eyes before returning his full attention back to a frustrated Malleus. "Anyway, so... as (Y/n) I shall ask—" the little bat started, rubbing his chin mischievously. "How should we name our children~?"

"I have had enough of this!" Malleus shot up from his chair, numerous of the stacked sweets toppling to the ground. Sebek and Lilia froze in terror at witnessing the dragon fae's wrath for the first time in forever. "You guys are not helping me in any way, shape, or form! I'm better off practicing with a pillow that has a picture of her glued to it!" There was literal smoke coming out of Malleus' pointed ears, causing Lilia and Sebek to stay where they were and not say a word.

Eventually, they both shot each other a guilty look before both gazing at a furious Malleus. "We're sorry..."

The tall fae took a deep breath before shaking his head. "No, it's alright..." he mumbled as he buried his face in his hands. "I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up anyway... I never had a chance anyway."

"Chance for what?" Malleus eyes shot open when he recognised that sweet and soft voice that could always make his troubles go away with just a few words: yours. A little bit scared, he removed his hands from his face and turned to his right, finding you standing in the doorway with Silver right next to you. Once his eyes met yours, the smile on your face grew even more.

"(Y/n)—"

"Hey, Malleus—" The volume of your voice diminished though once your eyes drifted across the vast room to take in the whole scene in front of you: Malleus and Lilia seated at a table which was decorated with pretty red roses, baked treats, and porcelain cups filled with steaming liquid; Sebek stood behind the table, a pot of tea in his hands, and always alert to attend to the two's needs. Furrowing your eyebrows, you felt quite out of place — especially when a dolled-up Lilia shot you a toothy grin. Sweating nervously, you asked, "Am I interrupting something?"

"N-No!" Malleus stammered out, which caught you quite off-guard. "It's nice to see you, my beloved treasure— I think you came at the right time... but then, why did you come?"

You tore your gaze away from the bizarre scene in front of you to shoot Silver an amused look — one that he reciprocated. Laughing, you began, "Well... it's a long story—"

A couple of minutes prior to this incident, you were just sitting in your dorm room to study for the upcoming alchemy test. Your eyes were so concentrated on deciphering the little letters that formed the words that you almost didn't notice the little sparrows flying in through your window and perching themselves on the far left of your desk. Only when you reached out for a pen, and instead felt soft feathers under your fingers instead of the pen, did you snap out of your studying trance.

"Birds?" you asked as you tilted your head to the side. Scratching one under its beak evoked a soft chirp from it. "What are you guys doing here?"

They all suddenly leapt off your desk and flew back through the opened window they had entered through. Curious and intrigued, you followed them until you were leaning out of the window board as far as you could, gazing after them as they soared into the distance.

"(Y/n), I need your help..." it came from below you. Eyes wide, you eventually found Silver standing beneath your window, one of the little sparrows perched on his outstretched finger.

Smiling at him, albeit a little bit confused, you asked, "Huh, what do you need, Silver?"

A little yawn escaped Silver's lips as he stretched his limbs into the sky, causing the little animal to soar away. "I think it's for the best if you see the situation yourself..." he explained, beckoning you down to where he currently stood.

An unsure expression remained on your face. "But I need to study..." you mumbled, doubting if you could afford to take a break like this. "I don't wanna fail—"

"It's about Malleus..."

Gasping, you immediately yelled, "I'm coming, Silver darling!" before closing the window and sprinting down to the young male as quickly as you could. Silver softly chuckled to himself as he patted himself on the shoulder for having succeeded in his little task.

"So, that's why I'm here now..." you concluded, taking a deep breath. "And he wasn't wrong when he said I'd need to see it for myself!"

Lilia was the first one to break the silence with something akin to sobs. "I raised my little Silver right—" he mumbled, sniffling. "If you'll excuse a proud father..." Turning away, he blew his nose with a handkerchief.

"Uh... so," you hummed whilst your eyes drifted back to a still shocked Malleus, "you and Lilia were having a tea party with Sebek as your waiter? You guys looked like you had a lot of fun when Silver and I arrived..." There was a genuine smile decorating your face.

"We were having the times of our lives," Lilia eventually explained. "But Malleus was not..."

Tilting your head to the side, you asked Malleus, "And why is that?"

Sebek and Lilia both took deep breaths to begin explaining the twisted situation. "Because—"

"You needn't concern yourself with such a trivial matter," Malleus shortly interrupted them as he approached you with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face. Extending his hand out to you, he shot you a little wink. "Now, how about we go for a walk, my beloved treasure? I could use some fresh air."

Putting your hand into his, you replied, "Sounds good to me!" Chuckling, he gently wrapped his fingers around your smaller hand and guided you out of the Diasomnia room, leaving the three males behind, who remained silent for quite a while.

"So..." Lilia trailed off, "do we spy on them?"

"Of course we do!" Sebek yelled back as he grabbed his two fellows by their hands and pulled them into the direction you had left. His eyes were glowing fiercely, and the determination evident on his face was like none other. "Who knows what she'll do if we're not there to watch!"

"Ooh, yes! Horrible things like—" Lilia paused dramatically. "—kissing him! Or hugging him!"

Sebek enthusiastically nodded, not realising that the ancient fae had merely joked. And so it came, that he proudly proclaimed, "As his friends and retainers, we have to prevent that from ever happening!"

Silver rolled his eyes, yawning. "I don't think Malleus will appreciate us cockblocking him..."

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What Taehyung is like in a relationship/ Taehyung as a boyfriend Tarot reading

How long does it take him to get into a relationship? & Does he prefer long or short term relationships 8 of cups, queen of swords, 10 of pentacles 9 of pentacles reversed, 4 of cups

Ffs the queen of swords always pops up. Anyway yeah I don’t see him getting into anything quickly. He could’ve in the past but I think past relationships left him drained af and feeling alienated. I think he has a shit ton of walls up and is a lot more no nonsense now. It’s probably intimidating and more blunt to others because he wants to get to the heart of why someone is trying to get with him since so many people try to pull the same shit and fuck around with him like he’s dumb. He does not settle for anything other than what he wants. If he can’t find “the one” then he legit just rather be alone. It looks like he’s now more focused on building a Legacy though and something serious and long term so he has no desire to just jump into something with anyone. He basically would wait it out and get to know them long before deciding he trusts them enough and feels comfortable enough to show his emotions and not be so aloof.

I feel like he’d be the type to not show much interest at first because he really needs to scope the person out. So the person probably wouldn’t even know he actually likes them. Actually he could be a little too jaded and bored to the point of turning away everyone even though he does want a relationship. But in his mind there’s too many people being carbon copies and trying to swindle him for his money bruh for real all of bts are having this problem like damn it keeps reoccurring. Idk why it seems like there’s people also trying to use money to get with him like they’re rich and they think he’ll just want someone loaded. Like dude he’s already rich so that doesn’t work and to him them having a ton of money means Jack shit when they have the personality of a damn rock.

Past & present love life 10 of swords, 2 of pentacles present: the hermit, 5 of wands

Past love life: welp. Do I really need to explain the 10 of swords. I think actually that he had all this past trauma and shit from relationships and even other shit he still hasn’t dealt with but there was no time to even process that because he had to get back to work and act like he was fine. I think he’s the type of person that buries himself in his career when he experiences traumatic stuff that he doesn’t want to deal with. And of course it’s easier when you’re busy 24/7 anyway. This relationship betrayed him in every way tbh but maybe it was a catalyst for better things to come though he still might not see this right now. Present: I don’t see him in a relationship now currently cause the hermit but also being a major arcana it’s like he’s really in a life stage right now where he just wants to be alone because there’s so much conflict going on and he’s feeling anxious and having all these negative pessimistic thoughts that he just needs time to himself. I don’t think he very optimistic about his love life right now he’s lost a lot of hope. Things are too chaotic elsewhere to focus on romance.

What is he like in a relationship? the chariot, ace of cup, Unicorn, fae 61, solus 13, vanth, the sun reversed, anger and chains 29, justice, 2 of swords reversed, 3 of cups reversed, avenoir 1, princess of pentacles,ta’om the poet 29, ace of swords, Thanatos

What is he like in a relationship? When he’s in a relationship he really puts all his focus on that person and will go above and beyond for them. There’s a kind of masculine and feminine balance in him in the sense that he’s ready to be the go getter and take charge but there’s also a vulnerable energy and overflowing emotions. He works hard to take care of his person and make the relationship work . The only downside is he could possibly be too smothering to his partner or come on too strongly because of past shit and maybe too clingy for some people since in a relationship he really shows his softer side and he’s not as aloof as he is to others. He loves to have little house parties with his partner and have friends and family over with a ton of food and music.

For date ideas he’s down for anything but especially something “magical” maybe literally some place like Disneyland or pagan festival like beltane? That’s specific af but there’s a medieval type of energy and nature spirits and shit, he wants to do stuff he hasn’t done before and that might even be outside his comfort zone since G. Hobyah card is all about imaginary fears and getting past them. The best qualities he has in a relationship is the ability to help his partner stand on their own 2 feet but also recognizes that you can’t do everything on your own so he’s the type of person who would go above and beyond and connect you to the right people or situations. He’s always there when his partner really needs them and will make sure to put time aside.

His worst quality is that I don’t think he knows how to express his anger in a healthy way. I think with the sun reversed next to anger and chains it’s more like he doesn’t know how to fully show it it’s kinda repressed but his emotions under the exterior are a hot mess and there’s a big need for stability. It’s like being too stubborn to admit when you mess up and petty shit cause it hurts his ego. But I don’t think it’s super bad considering the justice card I used to represent his communication style. I feel that even if he gets mad af he gets over things really quickly and one minute he’s be angry and 10 minutes later he’ll be asking you what you want for dinner like wtf.

When he likes someone he’s not going to jump in and immediately go approach them. I see him instead watching them intently from afar lol he’s very cautious and like gathering everything he can on that person. Dude’s a 1st class stalker. Jk But the thing is the person wont even know he is interested in them because he keeps a serious face as a kind of mask but on the inside he’s like a giddy kid. Ta’om is known for looking serious and thoughtful but is actually very playful and slightly mischievous. I think Taehyung is definitely one to start off as friends and slowly get to know someone rather than just start dating because he really wants to know that person well to see how real they are and if they’re just putting up a front.

He’s not attracted to new shiny things that are perfect he’s able to see the beauty in all things even in difficulty. After he’s been friends with them for awhile and knows if that person like him back, that’s when he’d actually make a move. He finds a lot of satisfaction in doing services for others until they’re completed so it makes me think his love language (giving) is acts of service but with the ace of swords is pretty obvious his Receiving love language is words of affirmation but moreso he appreciates when someone is blunt and honest and not just saying stuff to make him feel better cause then it’s just insincere.

What is his ideal type? the ageless, the star, the singer of healing 10, el shaddai, protection 26, ram, the maestro, fae 41, the sage 19, king of cups reversed, himself 17, danu, death reversed, obsession

His type: this person seems to have had some messed up stuff happen to them in their past. Even when others were horrible to them they still kept their dignity and chose to still give to others instead of give in to bitterness and despair. It’s like the Phoenix where no matter how many times they metaphorically die, they can still rise up even better than before. I think they’re able to help heal others because they’ve been through the trauma themselves but they know how to be honest and blunt without being overly mean about it. They have a kid of tough exterior though I think from years of negativity from people that’s made them strong but also a little distant from people and they need a lot of time to themselves to recharge and get away from peoples bs. Honestly this seems a lot like Taehyung too lol I think he wants someone who’s been through similar traumas.

The ram keeps calling out to me that I think this persons way of showing love is a little aggressive but that’s what Taehyung likes in someone tbh. It’s not like actually showing love it’s hard to explain. It’s more so you know when someone tries to act like sarcastic and shit to hide the fact that they like someone? Idk why it reminds me of toph from avatar the last airbender where she just punches people to show affection it’s kinda like that. Cause they’re not good at being really vulnerable. They put on this brave face and are pretty good at it to the point where you won’t notice that they’re jealous seeing you hang out with someone else. But this person is really independent like I’m not joking lmao and a go getter they don’t rely on anyone really. And don’t give a fuck who you are.

There’s 2 healing cards and honestly why is this person so similar to Taehyung lol this person is great at helping or healing others but again has to realize it’s okay to also get help for yourself. They think maybe that they’re fine on their own and they don’t like relying on others for help because people disappoint you and it’s easier to just do it yourself. But they’re really good at giving advice and are lot nicer than their exterior let’s on. Bruh the star card makes my mind keep playing that I’m gonna be a star song by twice lmao stop. I think this person actually is a star or is working up to it cause they have huge plans. This isn’t someone just wanting a mundane job I think they’re gonna go big.

Especially paired with the ram talking about they go for big dreams and huge successes. This person won’t stop until they accomplish their dreams they really don’t care what others say and will go to the extremes to get there. I see they have a lot of talents anyway but some people were like saying negative shit that their dreams are impossible but they’re learning to set boundaries with other people and it’s more of a just move in silence energy. Also usually I don’t say zodiac signs but since it’s a major arcana it might play some significance but Aquarius might be prominent in their chart (nvm I just remembered Taehyung has venus in Aquarius so duh you dumbass it wouldn’t be that out there to think he’d be drawn to Aquarius qualities).

I wonder if this person is into astrology though given all the glyphs. I think this is someone Taehyung has been trying to manifest and call in too like wishing on a star for a looooong time and maybe thought it wouldn’t come but boy does the universe have a surprise for you. They really are future oriented thinkers and know a lot about spirituality I think that a big part of who they are I really don’t think they’d be completely atheist or not care about spiritual topics. They give a lot without much thought in return and can talk about anything with openness and honesty. With Taehyung they’d teach him everything under the sun. He likes when he can share all this knowledge especially about weirder topics with someone who isn’t going to dismiss him. I see them really encouraging him to try new things and show him things he never knew were possible. They treat him like he finally belongs somewhere in the world.

This shit is kinda spooky because both the maestro guy and illbe the retriever are holding orbs/a little white ball close to them and they speak of the same thing. This person really protects Taehyungs hopes and dreams. Also they themselves obviously represent a dream that Taehyung thought was long gone and impossible. I think it can be taken literally too lol to mean that when Taehyung is being forgetful af. This person is that type of person who has your keys already when you think you lost them. They’re really the more responsible one in the relationship lmao helping him to be more organized and get his life together. The next set of cards I used to represent what his biggest turn ons are. This isn’t in a sexual way though lmao I meant the qualities he likes the most in his ideal type. Already I noticed how all the cards are facing straight ahead and looking right at you so it makes me think this person has some intense ass eye contact and looks intimidating and they got a rbf.

With the king of cups reversed I don’t think they’re actually these heartless cold bitches and that Taehyung is turned on by that because the sage card is upright and talks about the same shit but this is a person definitely who looks colder but is actually kind on the inside. He kinda likes people who look cold like that but are actually sweethearts. This person is not one of those super lovey-dovey people or uses pet names and babytalk like “my sweet baby Taehyung” whatever I think they find it very cringe. They have some trauma from when they were kids where they felt as if they aren’t allowed to act very emotional because people will think they’re weak and take advantage of them (this is just their beliefs about themselves) they instead act very macho or tough again lol like Toph from ATLA idk why I keep thinking of her but there’s like a kinda tomboy energy but they’re really not heartless they just need the right person to feel comfortable around and need to work on opening up emotionally.

There’s so much masculine and yang energy but then at the end you see this motherhood figure so it again really makes me think it’s a front and this person is so nurturing and that’s what really draw Taehyung to them. He loves the most that this person knows so much about the most random things and esoteric topics. They value tradition and stability but they also understand the need for growth and change they’re the perfect balance. Communication is really a big thing for Taehyung it’s a reoccurring theme in this. Someone who is very good at communicating and are action oriented. They say what they mean and mean what they say. It’s very important that they are their own unique individual self and have their own goals and skills and hobbies.

This person is probably a powerful manifester too and sets their intentions and goes after them. They have so much power and confidence also with the himself card they could be a dancer or love dance since he’s a dancer faerie they’re very much into creative shit. They seem very natural and not the type who got work done or wears too much makeup idk there’s like a wild energy lol like this bitch is from the damn forest. If someone attacked Taehyung this person would literally drop kick someone even if the person was bigger than them. Danu card is always protective and nurturing but ferocious if you mess with their person. Like “idc what you do to me but if you touch my guy I’ll end you”.

Now onto what Taehyung’s biggest turn offs in general are: death reversed and obsessed card lol oh god bro I am fucking done. His biggest turn off is when someone makes him the center of their universe. I mean this in the extreme way like “omg you’re my one and only we’re meant to be I think about you 5000 times a day and have an entire closet with all your pictures and I document your entire life” 👀 and he’s like uhh can you get a damn hobby? (That doesn’t involve me) Cause imagine someone’s entire life revolves around you. It’s sweet at first I guess? Lmaoo then it’s just creepy and like they have no life or personality without you. Death reversed is like something is plaguing you and following you around, pestering and annoying you. He must’ve experienced this shit irl lmao if it’s this strong with a major arcana to come up as a turn off. Cause major arcana are big ass life lessons. Like they thought he wouldn’t know they were secretly obsessed with his ass and used other people like his friends to get closer to him but I’m telling you Taehyungs intuition is something else and he always knows when people are some obsessed crazies. This is exactly why he’s so cautious now because of bs like that he can’t trust anyone. Like please stop acting like Jodi Arias and have some self respect.

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