"Lulled Into Rest

"Lulled into rest

with Lilia Vanrouge"

He swore he'd never fall for any human. It would only bring sorrow and misfortune, should he lose you. Besides, you simply couldn't grasp the gravity of a situation with a fae lover.

Yet, he still stared, mesmerized.

Silver was fast asleep in the commons of the Diasomnia dorm with his lap. He was completely relaxed as you lulled a soft melody. If he had human ears, there's no way he'd be able to hear such a quiet and serene song.

He'd only ever witnessed such a peaceful rest from his son while in his own arms. So why? Why did you have this effect?

He heard a soft chuckle behind him and recognized immediately that Malleus was behind him. "Have you noticed? They are trying to earn their place in our family. They have everyone under their spell, despite having no magic."

The shorter of the two went rigid.

Everyone? Under a mere human's spell?

"Even Sebek is at ease in their presence, so why is it that you're so guarded, Lilia? Are you perhaps.." he bit his tongue, "scared?"

Yes, he was. Very

I heard this song come on my recommended and I just couldn't help but think of Lilia Vanrouge

"Loss of power

with Jade Leech"

Mentions of nudity and the topic of sex, but so sexual intercourse

As he laid underneath you, he was stiff and clearly uncomfortable. His shirt and pants had been shed already, allowing you a clear view to the bumps across his pale skin. His breath was caught in his throat, feeling less like a partner and more like prey. \

Was this how others felt towards him and Floyd? Of course. He knew that because of his cause for his demeanor.

While Floyd was rambunctious and chaotic, reveling in the anxiety of his fellow classmates, Jade did not originally act this way out of fascination for fear. "Jade, you still have a sense of power in this. Say the word, and I'll stop immediately." He snapped out of his thoughts, almost choking from the dryness of his throat.

You still had your clothes on. You were invulnerable in this situation as he was quite literally laying on his back for you. How could you handle this state?

He felt the rush of adrenaline as you leaned a bit closer. You were asking for permission, and he couldn't react. His body felt rigid, and probably was. His heartbeat was in his ears, reminding him of that awful day.

His face was pale as your gaze was soft and direct. Why? Why couldn't he do anything? Why was he so weak underneath you, despite you being so normal about it when the roles were reversed? Sevens, how could he be so scared of a human?

He hadn't noticed you pulled away until a blanket covered him. The plush made contact with his skin and caused him to jump. You took note of it and turned to head to his bathroom. But he was quick to grab your wrist. He was trembling.

"I'd like to apologize. I did not expect a concept involving vulnerability to make me shake like prey. Perhaps we could try again sometime at a later-," you pulled away.

Your expression looked so scary, sending a shiver down his spine. He wasn't used to this feeling of cowardice. "I'm not ever planning to push you into a state of paralysis from fear, Jade. Never again."

He couldn't grab you again as you resumed your way to the door. You shut the door behind you, maybe to give him time to himself.

He felt as if he was on auto-pilot as he doubled over. A sob forced its way out of his mouth, causing him to cover his face. What the hell was going on with him now? Your kindness, and his cowardice. they were so irritating to deal with like this. All your composure in the moment of his crisis caused his cries to increase in volume.

Behind the bathroom door, you sat. Listening to the ever stoic Jade Leech hyperventilate and spiral in his thoughts. He had suggested the possibility of having intimacy where you took charge, claiming it would be interesting.

You should have known it could have resulted in this, but then again. No one could have predicted your boyfriend would experience such a severe reaction.

Maybe you should have stuck in the room to give him a shoulder to cry on, but with all that's happened? Jade may break further if you were to bare genuine witness to his wrecked state.

He wanted to be more than just a predator, to understand your side to the relationship. But he failed, so horrendously. How pathetic. All due to his past of being prey as a child. The memories that would cause him to wake up in a cold sweat, have been the cause of the rift in your bond. At least, that's how he felt.

Epel/Ruggie rambling

I already made a small drabble on this, but I associate Epel's guardedness towards Vil/Ruggie's hesitance towards Leona as the a specific phrase.

"I'll bite the hand that feeds."

Typically used in medias for familial bonds or animals, I admire the concept of someone of less "power" or "status" being more aggressive or passive towards another in the opposing position.

Typically in animals, namely dogs, they aren't aggressive by choice necessarily. Not towards those they value in some form or another. Unless they find it as needed, they try to stay in good graces to ensure they're kept well-fed or stable.

But, how does that change when it's weighed over their head, or used as a tactic of what FEELS like manipulation? The answer is defense. Fight or flight, with their freedom seeming to be the necessity at that very point.

"Maybe I'm afraid of you

I'll bite the hand that feeds me"

Neither are in a dangerous situation, but when it comes to their freedom or rather debts, they feel trapped. People and animals alike do irrational things when they feel afraid.

Even as Vil or Leona try to insist that they live free as they'd like, that underlying belief that it's all fake leaves the younger two feeling like they need to be on guard.

Just a small drabble while I'm half asleep

"Held memories

with Lilia Vanrouge"

"You used to have long hair?" The fae on your chest, peeks up at you with a grin. Every time you asked a question in regards to his past, he felt a sense of nostalgia. It used to scare him, but he'd grown more used to the emotion as you two progressed in this easy-going relationship.

With a chuckle, he nodded. "Yes, you are correct. Although, I'm rather curious as to how you found out."

His eyes widened briefly as you reached a hand up to tuck his stray locks behind his ears. He wasn't one to get flustered, but he would be lying if he denied your doting movements made his heart skip a beat.

You cupped his face and he relaxed into your touch. "You know how they say hair holds memories, Lilia?" He hummed softly, still preoccupied in your warm hands.

"Is that what they're saying nowadays?" When he cracked his eyes open to see your genuine and sincere expression, he giggled once more. "Well, let's just say I have some memories I'd prefer to forget, and leave it at that, hm?"

Despite your growing curiosity for his lack of explanation, you decided against prying. Maybe one day, he'd indulge your need for answers.

I highly admire writers . . .

who are able to focus on their works long enough to produce genuine stories. I always second guess the quality of my efforts, and it causes me to simply just write blurbs or drabbles. I don't dislike the way I write necessarily. I just wish I was able to form more solidified thoughts and express them properly

I may plan to write more of random thoughts on this blog, since my content is typically from my queue

Barbatos could be so attractive...

Barbatos from Obey Me could be so fucking attractive. And he is in the cards Not just him, but most of the cast. Like they all have such good designs that are accentuated in a lot of their cards

(ignore the quality)

But look at them! They're so pretty and it's so fun to admire! Then...there's their sprites in the main gameplay.

I can't take them seriously...