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Yandere demon king Malleus:

A descendant from the Great Queen Maleficent. A demoness that single-handedly dominated hell's monarch society. Though no longer in that position of power, The Draconia family has proven to still be a force that shouldn't be reckoned with. The fairly new king and head of the Draconia family have been handling things quite well with in Hell's society as a whole. But despite that, he doesn't get invitations often. He's... Unnoticeable. It's a curse he says. But maybe his " Invisibility " is a blessing disguised as a curse. Read to find out more ~

Level 1: Basics

~ 💚 ~ The firstborn from his mother and father, the recent King and Queen of the Valley of Thorns. So automatically, being the next ruler of The Valley of Thorns is his birthright.

~ 💚 ~ King Malleus's main sin is envy. But his co-sins are wrath and greed.

~ 💚 ~ Lost his mother at a very young age via assassination. It left the Draconia family jaded and paranoid. Afraid of their seemingly sharp and perfect image of being a powerful family becoming imperfect and dulled down. So to save face, they kept the prince isolated. This knowingly or unknowingly caused King Malleus to become accustomed to the feeling of loneliness. ( This alone will help aid in his yandere tendencies... )

~ 💚 ~ Is very skilled with sleeping and dream magic. Hypnosis spells are a second and Ironically enough, curses aren't his strong suit.

~ 💚 ~ Doesn't care for the humans. Don't get him wrong. King Malleus thinks they're interesting ( when he was younger, he had somewhat of a strong fascination for them ). But that's all they are to him. An item of interest. His ideologies can change for one of them if it's a stubborn contractor or his mate. But more of both of those later.

Level 2: Games/ or Rituals and Contracts

King Malleus's Ritual: Letters

~ 💌 ~ Now, King Malleus doesn't have a demon game. He considers them to be childish and a bit lowly. But what he does have is a ritual.

~ 💌 ~ It's a ritual if done right you could communicate with King Malleus. He calls it " Letters ".

~ 💌 ~ All you would need is a paper holder, paper, a green candle, and ink and quill.

~ 💌 ~ You will write an invitation to the demon king. Next, you will draw King Malleus's demonic seal on the letter and then seal it off with the green candle wax.

~ 💌 ~ Once all of that is finished, put the letter in the mailbox and wait until the next day. The following will determine how you will proceed with the ritual:

If King Malleus accepts the invitation: You may continue the ritual.

If King Malleus declines the invitation: Burn the letter IMMEDIATELY. If you don't, bad omens will follow suit.

~ 💌 ~ Once you've been accepted by King Malleus, you both can ask a series of questions together.

~ 💌 ~ There is only a couple of rules to this:

Don't be rude and use formalities

Don't ever lie about your answer.

~ 💌 ~ If you ever are caught in a lie, you are guaranteed to get hurt. It'll start off small. But the more you lie, the bigger and broader the consequences will be. So don't lie.

~ 💌 ~ One question per day.

~ 💌 ~ This will last a week.

~ 💌 ~ Anything beyond a week, King Malleus will take this as an invitation to stay as long as he wants. And it'll be harder to remove him and his presence will begin to affect your life.

This is how to end the ritual:

~ 💌 ~ You will need to repeat steps 3-4.

~ 💌 ~ Only difference is you will need to get King Malleus a departing gift.

~ 💌 ~ You will thank him for the time you've spent with him and then bid him goodbye.

~ 💌 ~ Next put the letter and King Malleus's goodbye gift in the mailbox.

~ 💌 ~ Wait for the next day to get King Malleus's Goodbye letter.

~ 💌 ~ Once you've gotten his goodbye letter, gather all the previous letters you've been exchanging with him and burn them.

~ 💌 ~ Burning the letters would prevent King Malleus's energy from being imprinted on your soul.

Extra:

~ 💌 ~ Even though you wrote a goodbye letter, it isn't guaranteed that King Malleus is ready to say goodbye and leave.....

Contracts:

~ 📜 ~ A contract with King Malleus is difficult to achieve.

~ 📜 ~ Because first of all, King Malleus is a busy man/ demon(?). Out of all the kings, he is one of the busiest. He doesn't have time to pursue a contract with a human or any other being for the matter. It is rare when he does have time to spare for that. Secondly, King Malleus is a bit picky with the souls he wants and chooses. His taste in souls is a bit high-strung, as they should.

~ 📜 ~ So the reason why he probably isn't answering your calls for a contract is that he's either busy or doesn't like your soul. Maybe both. ( please don't keep bothering him or else he'll send something after you. He doesn't like pursuant ones/ ones that can't take a hint.... )

~ 📜 ~ But when King Malleus does answer your calls for a contract; it won't be him coming to you, It'll be his underlings.

~ 📜 ~ You see the thing about these elite demons is that they aren't the ones that will always come to you, the ones that work under them will. It's kind of rare that the high-ranking demon you're trying to pursue a contract with will be the one coming to you, some more so than the others. But when they do, be prepared...

~ 📜 ~ Like I was saying, chances are King Malleus won't be the one answering your call. But still, be prepared.

~ 📜 ~ Now, remember when I said Malleus doesn't like stubborn contractors. To be honest, all of the Kings doesn't. But Lord Lilia and King Malleus have come up with a special way to make that clear.

~ 📜 ~ What makes King Malleus's contracts so special is that you need to write your name in blood to bind it.

~ 📜 ~ So when you try to be a smart ass about it and write the contract in someone else's blood ( Lord only knows how you even got it ), and better yet someone else's name. Some fuck shit is going to happen to you, it's guaranteed.

~ 📜 ~ You won't even get a warning. King Malleus knows how Precious sleep is for humans and some other creatures, and he will without a doubt take It away and make you suffer. You'll soon find yourself paralyzed from the neck down in your sleep and at the mercy of King Malleus's shadow creatures, who are going to enjoy tormenting you. Eventually you'll be in the brutal chokehold of insomnia. Soon you'll find yourself giving in and paying what is owed.

~ 📜 ~ Moral of the story? Don't be a smartass. Or just don't make deals you don't want to keep.

Extra:

~ 📜 ~ Most demons like when you attempt to weasel your way out of a deal by putting someone else on the line. Because it's basically a buy one get one free type of deal and some of them are just sadistic fucks that likes to see you suffer. Both for some.

~ 📜 ~ Even if you have some sort of charm; like a dream catcher or protection talisman, it won't last for long. 3 days tops it'll work. And when King Malleus does disable it, best believe it's only going to get worse from there just by trying to stop him.

~ 📜 ~ It's important to highlight that not all demons eat the souls that they get out of contract. Said souls can be used as servants to the demon they gave their soul to. Bonus: Now that the owner of the soul is bounded to them and in hell, over time they'll begin to develop demonic-like traits. This change will keep happening until the new hell-bounded servant is a full-fledged demon. But most likely, they'll be an Imp demon.

~ 📜 ~ Also Contracts and deals are two completely different things. Contracts are the most effective out of the two and are reserved for the upper class and nobility. Deals are used by lower-ranked demons and have a lesser consequences effect than contracts. Also with a contract, you are most likely going to get the better souls.

Level 3: His highness's Mate Maid

~ 🖤 ~ It takes a long time for King Malleus to know that you're his mate.

~ 🖤 ~ Because:

He doesn't pay much attention to the servants too often

Thanks to being Isolated for a good majority of his life, his sense of finding and knowing who his mate is is pretty weak. So the only way to know is a mating mark. Luckily a small handful of people know what his mating mark looks like. But more on that later ~

Why would he pay attention to a servant that isn't even his

~ 🖤 ~ King Malleus gave you up to his old teacher and now head adviser, Lord Lilia.

~ 🖤 ~ His father figure was complaining about not having new faces in his palace. So he provided him with just that, a new maid.

~ 🖤 ~ Now you all must be wondering, " Why would King Malleus give his mate up to Lord Lilia? ". King Malleus didn't know ok. Keep in mind you're still freshly human and have yet to start developing demonic traits. No horns, tail, wings, sin marks, Mating mark(s). So Malleus is pretty clueless about this.

~ 🖤 ~ Lord Lilia would be the one to know you're his son's the king's mate. He's been watching your development closely. These types of transformations have always been a bit unpredictable, so he needs to have a pair of eyes on you. And luckily he did because he would have never found out that you were his son's the king's mate.

~ 🖤 ~ Remember when I said King Malleus's mating senses are weak? Well Lord Lilia knows this and will happily help his son the king with that.

~ 🖤 ~ But first, Lord Lilia wants to play matchmaker 😈. I mean, where is the fun of just giving up that knowledge so freely. He wants to see young love blossom in front of his very eyes! Plus he'll take great pride in telling you and the young King's love story to both of your future children and knowing he's responsible for it happening in the first place.

~ 🖤 ~ When Lord Lilia comes around, you'd expect he has come around to mess with you a bit. What you didn't expect is your Lord telling you bits and pieces about the King. Basically grooming you to like Malleus and get you to relate to him

~ 🖤 ~ Lord Lilia started getting the staff you work with to groom you into having the idea of liking Malleus.

~ 🖤 ~ The more he talks about the King, the more you began to climb the social latter in the palace.

~ 🖤 ~ Soon enough, Lord Lilia would offer you the position of being one of his wife's ladies in waiting.

~ 🖤 ~ A position that will move you closer to King Malleus. Something Lord Lilia wants.

~ 🖤 ~ Lord Lilia will begin to bringing you along with him and his wife when they make visits to King Malleus. Now those visits are more frequent thanks to you.

~ 🖤 ~ Would literally order you to drop what ever it is you are doing to go " tend " to King Malleus.

~ 🖤 ~ Having you accompany King Malleus to the garden, library, his office, etc. So you can learn more about the castle and kingdom.

~ 🖤 ~ Basically; where ever King Malleus is at, you're not far behind.

~ 🖤 ~ This will cause you to spend some time with King Malleus when he's not working. ( He wants the young king to get used to your presence and you to get used to his )

~ 🖤 ~ The final push with happen at the Emerald eye ball.

~ 🖤 ~ And that will happen in the form of a ball gown, showing off your mating mark. ( your mating mark is on your shoulder blade )

~ 🖤 ~ The final nudge would be when the night has slowed. Not many guests dancing and most retreated back inside.

~ 🖤 ~ Lord Lilia will have you dance with King Malleus.

~ 🖤 ~ If King Malleus doesn't notice, he doesn't know what will 😓. ( Lord Lilia is really trying to avoid telling King Malleus directly 😅 )

~ 🖤 ~ When Malleus does find out that you are his mate, He wouldn't know what to do. He's torn.

~ 🖤 ~ He's torn because; On one hand, one side of the family likes the idea of having a mate. The only being bounded to you and considered an equal. On the other hand, the other side of the family doesn't like the idea of a mate. They get in the way of beneficial political marriages. It is frustrating....

~ 🖤 ~ King Malleus will go to Lord Lilia for advice. When he was stuck on something he didn't quite understand he'd always go to him for a word or two.

~ 🖤 ~ Lord Lilia said that he should go for it because not many people in his family get this opportunity, plus with the position of power he is in it's not like anyone can tell him otherwise.

~ 🖤 ~ Despite what his old mentor/father-figure has said, he knows it won't be so easy. He knows that if he's not careful enough, his family and advisors ( Minus Lord Lilia ) will call for your removal.

~ 🖤 ~ And don't get me started on his consorts and suitors waiting to get the word that one of them will be the co-ruler of Valley of Thorns.

~ 🖤 ~ King Malleus gives Lord Lilia the bright Idea to adopt you. It's been a while since He and his wife parented a child. So now is the chance to finally give a " child " in need a loving home. Plus it's not like Madame Maleficent and the old king can say anything about it now, since they were given the green light by the current King. That and they're doing it the " normal " way now.

~ 🖤 ~ And you'd think the hellish elites will bat an eye at this. Lord Lilia taking in someone that was an ignoble mortal soul that was meant to be used as potential food stock. Angels Lord Lilia has fathered so many beings; some of them aren't even demons. It's to the point it's normalized for him, and very few High-class demons judge him now. It got to the point that Madame Maleficent and Malleus's father had to step in because he was getting even bolder with his infant theft. Stealing higher class infants....

~ 🖤 ~ Needless to say, Lord Lilia was banned for snatching up children.

~ 🖤 ~ But since he was given the green light by King Malleus, might as well father this " child ". Besides this was more of an order, to begin with.

~ 🖤 ~ Plus He thinks the both of you need some training.

~ 🖤 ~ Also, the both of them are very well aware that a relationship with a " common " demon would be scandalous. So he and Lord Lilia have construed a plan to uplift your standing in the hellish society. Nothing but a few borderline illegal potions can fix. ( But don't get this twisted. It may seem as though they're giving you more power, but they also made up a powerful talisman ( It's your wedding ring ) that will leave you obedient and complaint as King Malleus so chooses. They also enchanted it so you won't take it off. )

~ 🖤 ~ So everything has been set in stone now.

~ 🖤 ~ Lord Lilia offers to teach King Malleus how to use his mating senses properly, while also providing some tips on how to be a good husband.

~ 🖤 ~ Lord Lilia's wife teaches the same for you too along with other things. Such as etiquette, how hell's society works, social cues, and also some magic and spells ( Though Lord Lilia told her not to teach you anything to powerful.... )

~ 🖤 ~ Trying her best to get you well adjusted and educated with in the Elite society.

~ 🖤 ~ Now all that's left is to court you.

~ 🖤 ~ Lord Lilia suggested just to set you up in an arranged marriage with him since you are his child now. So his word is the law. But King Malleus said no.

~ 🖤 ~ He wants a somewhat willing spouse.....

~ 🖤 ~ Besides If push comes to shove, love potions are a go-to method used along with an obedience spell.

~ 🖤 ~ And if that too doesn't work, an arranged marriage doesn't sound so bad........

Extra:

~ 🖤 ~ Can be incredibly clingy at times

~ 🖤 ~ One of the Kings that'll spoil you the most.

~ 🖤 ~ He doesn't use pet names often. But when he does it's My Queen, Dear, Love, and ever so rarely Emerald.

~ 🖤 ~ King Malleus prefers smaller lovers

~ 🖤 ~ Would love a bookworm darling too. Will make you have you read to him.

~ 🖤 ~ I hope you prefer nighttime. Because your sleeping patterns will be arranged to suit his jammed-packed schedule

~ 🖤 ~ Speaking of the night. 🌟 Nighttime garden walks 🌟

~ 🖤 ~ Loves to watch you sleep. Admiring your peaceful face makes him peaceful

~ 🖤 ~ Once you've married King Malleus, you won't be leaving the castle grounds too often.

~ 🖤 ~ Demon King Malleus is much more obsessive than his original counterpart. And much more suffocating.

~ 🖤 ~ Majority of the staff that takes care of you are female.

~ 🖤 ~ The only people you'll be able to spend time with are Lord Lilia and his wife, along with Lord Silver and Captain of the Royal Guard Sebek and their spouses.

~ 🖤 ~ The only times you'll see large groups of people and interact with them is at gatherings and/ or special events. But even then, King Malleus is close by you to make sure nobody is trying anything.

~ 🖤 ~ A way that King Malleus keeps you compliant is by locking you in a dark room for at least 48 hours. But that's one of the lesser punishments.........

~ 🖤 ~ Another one of his lesser punishments is causing you nightmares. Making you not have a good night's sleep for a night. In extreme cases, he'll cause insomnia for a long period of time. It also doesn't help that you're immortal now.

~ 🖤 ~ Like his canon counterpart, doesn't like punishing you. But oddly enough, is harsher with his punishments than his canon counterpart...

~ 🖤 ~ When King Malleus is out on business he brings his all-seeing eye with him. So he can watch you while he works.....

~ 🖤 ~ Compared to the other Kings, he's one of the most lenient. But don't push your luck.........

Finally Done 😩. Sorry, this took so long, I was being lazy. That and I managed to be struck with writer's block in the middle of this too. This oddly enough felt a little rushed. I will also be doing a vote soon to see how you want next. So I hoped you all enjoyed this. Until next time my little tainted Angels, see you soon ❤💜❤ ~

P.S. Malleus is one of my favorite characters in Twisted Wonderland.

Remember this

I've done that post almost a month ago and I think I made a post like this. So last call on votes ( voting will end on Friday )

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Would you rather, malevolent peacock ( I believe I called Vil poisonous apple ) or bloody Roses ( Riddle )

Last Name Dilemma

Yknow, this is purely for myself, happy me hating my last name. This is a yandere thing btw and please note that I am an artist, not a writer :,) so sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes

I had this amazing idea. If you don't really like your last name and get sucked into the world of twisted wonderland, why not just get a new one? It's very easy when you have suitors vying for your attention at every corner of the school! 🤭

It all started in the cafeteria...

Of course they were overjoyed you thought their last names were cool, did this mean you indirectly wanted to marry them? Well the game is on, and they for sure will win.

Much to their displeasure though, rumors speads fast at NRC, with everyone else quickly getting to know about your lastname dilemma. They are not backing down, wanting to burn the world down just to achieve their happy ending with you.

Ace

Of course you would want to marry him! He is your first friend in this wretched school after all! (Deuce would like to differ on that statement but yeah)

Ace may not be the richest, smartest or most beautiful, but he is your best friend, (hopefully) your first choise and (will make sure to be) your first love! Guy is serious. He will also pull all sorts of dirty tricks against everyone else, you're his bestie to marry no one else's!

Deuce

Ah poor little Deuce. Guy choked on his food when he first heard you talk about how cool their last names sounded. You think his last name is cool? Does that mean that you like him too? You wanna date him, marry him? Be his forever?? He is feeding into his own delusions and your words are only making it worse.

As soon as he has finished lunch he will excuse himself and make a call to his mom and tell her the wonderful news on how you and him will definitely get married! (He just gotta get you a sweet, sweet ring that you deserve)

Cater

Cater being quick on the trends, he was even quicker on the rumors about you having no last name (and definelty needing one). He has such a cute last name, it would fit so well with you! <3

He is already dreaming up the perfect magicam wedding, to show off how the oh so wonderful you chose him, and no one else. He also dreams of the private moments after, how you'll hold him as he sobs his heart out, so happy you chose him. He hopes these silly daydreams will soon become reality, cos he can't wait much longer..

He also definelty overloads you with his clones, giving you so much love you don't need to turn to anyone else for that :)

Trey

When Trey heard the rumors he sighed, feeling bad for how overwhelmed you probably are with everyone else's proposals. Well, come to him whenever you feel like it's too much, he will always make sure to lktsen to your problems (he loves the domestic feel to just having late night chats with you in the heartlbuyl kitchen as he prepares another batch of sweets for the next unbirthday party).

He will make sure that his own proposal of marriage is short and sweet, and he is sure it will win you over, who wouldn't want his sweets all day every day? He will make sure to feed and love you for the rest of eternity if you chose him <3

Riddle

Riddle is messy, he wants you as his spouse and he kinda wants it NOW, since he feels like he deserves it. You're the perfect match to him, the king of hearts to his queen od hearts...

He will show off how good of a husband he would be to you, how he will take care of you with a stable job, how he will help you with all homework and make sure you get special treatment on unbirthday parties. If he sees anyone trying to propose why they should be yours and not him, well, you know his unique magic...

Jack

Wolves mate for life. Jack wants to mate for life. Who does he want as his mate? You. You have changed his life, and he does not want to lose you, please. He is territorial, liking how your name would sound with his last name, now he just gotta make it happen..

Ruggie

Ruggie feels desperate when he hears the rumors. Why would you chose him, when you have literal celebrities, prince's and high standing people vying for you? Then he remembers, he owes you. It's usually the other way around yes, bur he owes you somehow.

With this he cooks up the amazing plan of giving you his last name as a thanks for that one time. He also gotta introduce you to his family, he knows granny bucchi is gonna peer pressure you into accepting marriage with him...

Leona

Leona will not lose you. He has lost so much coming second to everyone he knows. He will NOT lose you to anyone here, he will fight dirty and kill for you if there's a chance he gets with you. He has the money to hire help to get rid of people too, and that same money can sway you into chosing him, since that deadbeat crow ain't giving you a liveable sum to live on.

He makes sure to capture you for naps whenever he can, making sure to leave his scent on you, enough so most people can smell how he has been on you.

Floyd

Eeh? Shrimps wants a good last name?? Well with his you could scare oh so many away, leading to an easy life for you! It also leads to a fun life with you and him, and there will never be a dull moment in his life with you by his side!

Just don't take his last name with his brother yeah? Get with him instead.

Jade

Oya? The prefect wants a last name? A husband too perhaps? Jade's smile widens as he plans out how to trap you into a wonderful marriage with him. Perhaps some of his new mushrooms in his terrariums will make you tired enough to get you to sign a marriage contract with him?

Just don't marry his brother instead of him, he don't really know how he would handle that..

Azul

Azul feels himself become of sp happy whenhe heard the rumors. Finally! You will have him corner you as soon as he can, sweet smile on his face as he offers you a golden contract of his. He crafted it meticulously, making sure everything in it would be perfect for the both of you.

He tries to butter you up so badly, please he just wants you to himself, is that too much to ask for?

Jamil

Jamil has to hold back to use snake whisper, but he has it in case you chose the wrong option (not him). He wants you, he does that to lose you to anyone, ESPECIALLY KALIM. He probably uses snake whisper against others, to sabotage, to do anything. He just can't lose you...

He definelty shows off his cooking and cleaning skills, showing how he can be the perfect househusband for you. Look how good you could have it with him...

Kalim

Kalim is manipulative about this. He mat not be aware of it, bur he sure is. He wants you as his (spouce) bestie, and he will get that. Guy has never gotten a no, and he will not get one now (he hope atleast).

Let him plan you a grandiose wedding! With food, clothes, venue, parades and so much more worth millions and millions of thaumarks. He will space no expense for you!

Epel

Why is epel so roughened up? Why he fought for your hand of course! Isn't it manly to show off that you can easily fend gör your love? He also loves loves LOVES the attention you give him as you fix him up.

He feels so proud of the fights he won, wearing the scars like proud medals, so please take care of them before they get infected- he will only let you do it-

Maybe he will get into more fights if he can get your heavenly touch as a reward..

Rook

Rook stalks you on the daily, so of course he got to work as soon as the words left your mouth. He will hunt you down, get your heart and love and live happily every after :)

He 100% gets violent as well, bur of course you won't see that side of him! He wouldn't want to scare you..

Vil

Vil is certain you will chose him. He is the fairest of them all (niege don't count he is ugly), that is what you deserve. He will take care of you, especially your appearance. You've sent how he is with epel, now get ready for double that...

He dolls you up, makes you the best version of yourself so he can show you off on his socials,to mush it into that dumb nieges face that THE vil had you and niege doesn't. He is the fairest of them all with you of course..

Of course, he is the only queen worthy enought for your love and affection, so please just marry him already, he wants a Photoshoot together with you...

Idia (plus Ortho being STRICTLY PLATONIC)

I'm sorry but have you read his ssr story? Guy doxxes over nothing lol. He will breach your security if you tell him no, he has lost so much already, can't he have you please? You're the only thing he wants...

He will 100% use Ortho against you, backing you into a corner together with the robot. Ortho wants to make his brother happy, and he would be the happiest together with you. Ortho would also be so so so happy if you were his bif sibling too!

Theyve lost so much, they just want a happy family, together with you.. (ORTHO ONLY WANTS YOU AS A SIBLING NO WEIRD SHI AGAINST ORTHO PLEASE)

Sebek

Sebek has to run to lilia for guidance. Why has this human out this wonderful spell on him, why does he feel so lightweight? Why is his face so red? Why does he want to reject you for the rest od your days, more than he wants to protect malleus?

He wants to marry you. To have a wonderful marriage between human hand half fae, almost liek his parents... he will protect you at all costs. Please do love his loudmouth ass back..

Silver

Silver has no last name as well, so in his mind you both are already matching. He is too sleepy to actually do anything other than fall asleep with you.

Lilia

Lilia would snicker at the rumors. Ah, how he feels young again, silly what love can do to someone... he would love to help his son's with this, but sadly he wants this just as much if not more...

Malleus

Malleus does not want to lose his friend. His first and only real friend. He has tried to court you for so long, and now that you've dropped a hint that you wanted him (by saying you wanted a cool last name) he starts the royal courting traditions.

He follows all the traditions, step by step, being very careful to be correct and sparing no expense. He makes sure you see the future home of yours (the castle), his humongous hoard and his greatest treasure, gao gao dragon..

.. holy hell this was so much longer than what I expected. Well, who would you go for? Do tell :,)

Also, would yall want more long form content like this or way more short form? My asks got deleted so don't really have any to draw smhhh </3 so do send shi in please <3

Tsum Tsum event is over but didn't meat I loved how cute they are

And all I could think of what will Jack, Epel, Riddle, Leona, Malleus and Trey, seeing that recognisable neutral red lipstick color of Crewle daughter on the tsum faces and what's more they found her weakness of cute things as she keeps on kissing the tsums

Tsum Tsum for Kisses Crewel Daughter | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

Jack Howl

“Ah so you got to feel the sweet softness of her lips…did it feel nice?”

He doesn’t mind his tsum tsum

He’s not particularly one for cute things

But if you are than he can take it

The only way he can cope is thinking of it as an extension of himself 

“So if she kissed you perhaps she finds me…cute?”

Epel Felmier

“Oh come on! You little-!”

“Epel! Don’t shake him like that!”

Unlike Jack who doesn’t automatically associate himself with cute he can’t delude himself

In fact he’s livid that this thing and all its purposeful cuteness got a smooch before he did

How dare it!?

If anyone was on your list for the most cute(underneathyourdogs) it was him

He’s happy you like cute things 

But not if he’s not your definition of cute

Otherwise he’s jamming that little bug into a blender

“There can only be one mini-me! And I won’t sit here and let you take all of their love for yourself.”

Riddle Rosehearts

 “Ergh!! Off with your head!” 

His initial reaction is out of pure jealousy 

But eventually he calms or his own tsum’s own fiery reaction has him realizing

Then he rationalizes 

He didn’t realize you liked cute things

Well its noted now

He’s going to refrain from beheading his little guest

If only because it seems to have his interests at heart

“Fine, I’ll give you a chance but don’t think this means anything.”

Leona Kingscholar

“You sleep in my bed and try to get on their good side? You’re practically begging me to kill you.”

If he could get his hands on his own Tsum he’d squeeze him to death (okay Floyd)

But his tsum is slippery and proudly parading the mark 

as Leona struggles to swipe at him 

He’s not cute and he’s insulted this copycat makes you think that

“You’re not allowed to get their attention like this!”

Malleus Draconia

“That’s…really good for you….”

The storm brews menacingly

He thinks of it as a creature lesser than him

Think about it would you get angry if an angel kissed a baby

Yes No.

the correct answer is no

Which is why Malleus refuses to look at his tsum but congratulates him still

“Good…for…you, little one.”

Trey Clover

“Awww well isn’t that cute?”

He doesn’t see it as him

He sees them as like a little sibling 

Or maybe as his own little one

Hislittleonewithyou

He thinks its lovely that you find his tsum cute

“Well good to know you like glasses and green hair.”

You're finally home, master...

And with this, my little Halloween twst 'series' comes to an end.

Also, the ending of this is open to interpretation :)

Warning(s): delusional yandere Malleus

You had inherited an old, abandoned house from one of your distant relatives. Your relative told you that the original owner of the house died nearly 100 years ago, and that your family has owned the house ever since. Though, no one's ever been inside.

You decided to check out the place, since you didn't really see the harm in it... you're sure nothing bad could happen.

You entered the huge house.

"I knew it... I just knew you wouldn't leave me forever...!"

"Who's there?!" You asked, looking around as the door shut behind you.

"It's been so long, master... but now you're home, you're finally home."

A man wearing silk clothes walked out of the darkness. He had bright green eyes, large horns on his head, and a tail dragging being him.

You were speechless. Who is this man?! Why is he in this house?! Why is he calling you master?!

"Are you well? What's with your face, master?"

"Who are you?" You asked, voice shaking.

"Hm? What do you mean? Master, have you forgotten me? I've been your familiar ever since you were a child, don't you remember?"

"I don't know who you are!" You told him. "I-I've never had a familiar, or whatever you said! And stop calling me master!J-just (Y/N) is more than fine!"

"(Y/N)...?" He asked. "No, that isn't your name. Your name is-"

"My name is (Y/N)! N-now if you'll excuse me, I should probably get going..."

You turned around, and tried to open the door, but... it wouldn't budge. You're stuck in this house with... whoever this is.

"W-why won't the door open?!" You demanded.

"Master, don't you remember what happened last time? You injured youself and commanded me to stay and take care of the house while you made your way to the hospital. You clearly must've gotten lost... you've only just now come home. I simply can't let you leave the house."

"Y-you there, what's your name...?" You asked. You were planning on calling the police, hopefully they can do something about this...

"Master, I'm happy with whatever name you wish to give me."

"Uh... ok... how about Tsunotaro...? Y'know, because of your, um, horns..." You suggested, thinking this man is for sure crazy.

"If you want to call me that I shall allow it."

You pulled out your phone to call the police, but it seemed Tsunotaro noticed that and grabbed your phone away before you could.

"What is this, master?" He asked, observing it. "No matter. Regardless of what this is, it may be harmful to you. I'll be taking this."

"What?! No, give that back! You can't just-"

"Master, my only purpose is to protect you. Until I understand what this thin box is, I will keep it away from you. For your sake." Tsunotaro told you. "For now, it's getting late. I suggest you head upstairs and sleep."

Tsunotaro escorted you upstairs, and shoved you into a bedroom. He shut and locked the door, leaving you comepletely alone in a mansion bedroom.

You decided to look around, not really knowing what else you could do. This man, claiming to be your familiar, won't let you leave this house and has locked you in a bedroom with bars on the windows... not much else to do except look around.

While searching through the bedroom, you found a portrait. A painted portrait, the date signed in the corner showed it was almost 100 years old...

It was a portrait of Tsunotaro, standing beside the original owner of this house.

Someone who looked exactly like you.

Can I an oneshot/scenario of yandere Malleus turning into a "innocent" little animal and the fem darling, who usually tries to avoid Malleus, finds the little animal, without knowing it's him, and ends up pampering the animal a lot, taking care and giving little kisses. What happens when Malleus turn back to normal and remember everything?

warnings: general yandere content

notes: i can’t imagine malleus, with his dragon blood, turning into any sort of small mammal, so i’ve taken the liberty to decide he turned into a red-eyed crocodile skink, a photo of which i’ll attach here: [link]

How curious, thought Malleus, as the excited girl cooed and petted his small body.

A terrible mishap during Crewel’s class had caused him to be transformed into some sort of lizard-like creature; although unlike the fearsome dragon that represented his dorm, he’d been turned into something akin to... A pet reptile, perhaps. It was a bit humiliating- although it was hilarious to see his classmates freak out, running away from the small reptile in fear Malleus would “curse them” for the mistake. Sebek and Silver had nearly burst their heads when they were informed of the accident- but Lilia had been the one to step in.

Diasomnia is too cold to keep Malleus there while he’s like this- besides, none of them were good at animal care. The accidental potion splash would wear out in a week, according to a very exasperated Crewel; however... This was a serious issue. Malleus was royalty, and this little mistake could cost the school more than any other accident- so Crowleys’ genius solution was just asking one of the students who he believed could take care of animals. It was the perfect solution, according to him- she didn’t know it was Malleus, and she cared for animals! Malleus would be safe until he turned back!

“I don’t know why Crowley suddenly needed me to take care of you, but I’m not complaining.” she said, gently handling the little reptile. “I’ve always wanted a cool reptile... And you’re just the sweetest, aren’t you, little Mal? I wonder where Crowley got you from...”

Malleus wished he could laugh in this form. Oh, the irony of it all! He’d been quite mad when he’d first realized he was in an unfamiliar animal body; all his usual functions as a fae, his magic, gone, but... It’d been worth it, to end up in her care. Oh, how long he’d craved to be close to her like this.

He’d had his eye on her from the very first time he’d seen her; perhaps love at first sight was a good way to name his emotion. Love... No, something stronger than that; he’d been enraptured, obsessed. Thoughts of her invaded his every waking hour, as he dedicated himself to finding out everything there was to know about her and then more. His only regret was, perhaps, how she’d run away when he tried to approach her: it wasn’t a new reaction to him, but... The nervousness in her eyes, the fear when she squeaked an excuse and ran; he wanted to eat her up.

“You’re so friendly! Gah, I could spend all day just looking at you, you’re so cute!” she cooed, pressing a kiss to the reptile’s little head. Internally, Malleus blanked: why, why was he stuck in this body? He’d dreamed of being kissed by her so many times- of taking her by the wrist, kissing her and holding her close- but... Realistically, he knew it was because of this form he was in that he was receiving the attention.

She had no clue the little animal in her hands, which Crowley had said was “a pet he needed her to babysit for a week” was Malleus. Not even by the fact the old crow had panicked when she asked for a name, saying the crocodile skink’s name was Mal, of all things- after all, why would she suspect it to be the Diasomnia dorm leader? She’d been given all the supplies and all the supplies she needed to take care of it, even encouraged to miss classes to make sure it was safe (Crowley had even said any classes she missed would automatically give her a 100; why the hell would she refuse?!)). 

She doted on the little thing, giving it all her attention and care- after all, it was nice to have such a cute little companion. Besides... Well, there was also a weight off her chest. For the last few days, her stalker had seemingly let up- Malleus Draconia was no longer following her around school. The man had always terrified her, with his status and power, but when she’d noticed his nightmarish green eyes always drilled into her no matter where she went, when she saw him lurking outside her dorm through the windows at night, she’d grown terrified of the man. For the first time in a long time, though, she was free! The fae man had let up, it seemed- although she did notice other Diasomnia members stare at her from time to time, and how they were awfully curious how the little pet she’d been tasked with caring for was doing, it was nothing compared to how... Suffocated she’d felt before.

“Hmm... Mal needs to eat today, doesn’t he?” she hummed as she walked to her dorm after classes. Today marked the fifth day the little creature was under her care, and she’d grown absolutely attached to it. Despite books and other guides saying that her little friends’ species was naturally shy and would probably spent most of its time hidden in the caves on its enclosure, she’d found Mal wasn’t anything like that. He skittered towards the edges of his enclosure and seemed to ask for attention, cuddling into her hand almost like a cat or a dog; it was adorable!

“I’m back, it’s time for you to eat-?!” opening the door and closing it behind her, as she always did- locking the door because Crowley had instructed her to do so ‘to prevent Malle- MAL, to prevent Mal the lizard from being stolen’, but she quickly screamed and nearly fell to her knees. 

“Fu fu. Have you come to tend to me once again? My dearest caretaker.” There in all his glory, Malleus Draconia sat on her bed, giving her a sardonic smirk as her face went pale. “I must admit, I’m rather grateful. You’ve been awfully nice to me these past days.”

“You- how did you-” her throat clammed up, panic seizing her limbs as she slid down the door and fell to sit on the floor, hands beginning to shake. Her eyes flitted to the tank she’d been keeping Crowley’s pet in- it was smashed, substrate scattered on the floor. Had he- had Malleus...?! “You- what did you- did you do something to-?!”

“To your pet? Surely, by now you’ve realized that your little lizard didn’t act quite like one, didn’t you?” Malleus said, laughing as he stood up. That’s when she noticed it- his uniform was slightly dirty, with some of the tank’s substrate stuck on it. Surely- no, him going missing, the reptile coming into her care, then him coming back and it going missing- it couldn’t... “Why, are you scared now? I did quite like to be held and kissed by you. I had known you were the sort to talk to animals, but not to the extent you actually did... Fu fu...”

“This is- what... What kind of joke is this-!” nausea swirled on her stomach as Malleus walked towards her, cursing internally for having her back against the door. Her pulse beat loudly in her ears, her stomach sick with fear- had she... Had she just been housing her stalker all these days?! Coddling him and kissing him- letting him watch her sleep- watch her change?! “N-no...! You- you saw- I...!”

“I... I saw, indeed.” the accusation made some color rise to his pale cheeks, but his twisted expression wasn’t shaken. “If it helps you, I did turn around to give you some modesty- whenever I was feeling particularly respectful, that is. However... You must understand, being placed in this sort of situation, to be cared for by the one you desire... Sometimes watching was all I could do not to grow bored- surely you understand, don’t you?”

“N-no, this is... Crowley wouldn’t...!” every step Malleus took closer to them, the more they felt like they could genuinely faint from sheer terror, the only thing keeping them anchored was the absolute refusal to fall unconscious while in a locked room with Malleus. “He- he didn’t say...! I would have refused if I’d known it was you- just...! G-go to your dorm! Get out! L-leave me alone!”

“I’m afraid I cannot do that.” said Malleus, finally taking the step that made him stand just in front of his darling. With them on the floor, he towered over them- looking down with a smirk that sent chills down their body. “Tell me... Won’t you give me a little kiss today, too? Or would you rather I return the favour for all the care you gave me?”

How the yandere dormitory leaders (Riddle, Leona, Azul, Malleus and Vil) would react to discovering that female MC gave Valentine's Day chocolates to Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel and Sebek (MC gave the first years boys because they are the closet friends of her, as a thanks for being with her on Night Raven and making the stay in this world a little better)? Sorry for my English, I use Google translation

No need to apologize, anon! I hope that you enjoy these ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎

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Hello again Capri-san! I have a yandere drabble idea, if it's okay? The prompt is "I’m doing this for you, I’m doing all of this for you. When are you going to see that?" (I don't know why, but I can imagine Riddle, Azul or Malleus saying that...)

Hi again too Missy Azul(*´ω｀*)

Drabble ideas/prompts are always welcome! uwu and I went with Malleus this time cause I recently just read a Diasomnia nsfw headcanon and ugh it got me feeling a certain way for Malleus HAHA, though this has more of a Yandere feel to it so I hope you don't mind it!

Asks are under works. Your patience is greatly appreciated and my slowness deserves to be burned at the stake along with my whole body.

[ Defiance ]

Yandere!Malleus x F!Reader drabble

"I'm doing this for you. I'm doing all of this for you,when are you going to see that?" Malleus's words are a harsh plea and as his hand grip your wrists to pull them over your head, you felt a rage bursting inside you.

"Liar." You snapped. "All you've done is kept me in a cage like some kind of animal. How is that even considered love?"

"It is." Malleus growled,his canines visible as he leaned in forward and you could feel his hot breath against your skin. He had you pinned against the castle's door and despite your struggling,the hold he had on you was painfully firm. It almost felt like your arms were going to come off if he pulled you up any higher.

"It is my expression of love and you've spat on it countless of times and this is no different." His free hand came to wrap itself around your neck and though he didn't yet placed any force on it, fear trickled down your spine.

Malleus smiled at that. How subconsciously submissive you were to his intimidation and in truth, it made him soft to see how scared you were of him. You were so small after all compared to him,so fragile he could snap you in two within seconds.

"You're trembling,my lovebird" He mused,his voice dark and low as it tickled your senses.

"Are you perhaps seducing me into forgiving you?"

"Never." You growled,gaze flaring like wild fire at the smugness he held as his eyes roamed your figure then.

"Never?" Malleus repeated with a laugh before he leaned in once more,his body pressing into you so intimately you felt your skin shiver at the closeness before heat surged within you the moment he placed a lingering kiss on the tip of your ear,pulling away only slightly to trail his lips along the side of your bare neck.

He always loved the way you tasted on his tongue,more so when he had the folds of your vulva trembling on it.

Oh,the things he'd do to you now to make that defiant look in your eyes disappear.

Malleus felt his desire churn in his stomach.

"Such a heavy word to throw around,don't you think?"

Your lips parted, but Malleus shoved two fingers in them before you could find words to snap at him again. The sound of your voice cracking from the intrusion stirred him on and when he felt your teeth clamping down on them, he elicited a dark growl,untamed and ravenous.

"Bite all you want,my lovebird. Your marks on me are only proof of your devotion to me after all."

Can you do hcs for the yan! Dorm leaders where their s/o falls into a sleep like death (from a potion, curse, or whatever) so the boys try to give them true love's kiss to wake them up but it doesn't work?

(rubbing hands together) mmm angst heartbreak yes i love it

warnings: general yandere themes, mentions of death

riddle rosehearts

riddle is losing his head when he’s informed his beloved somehow fell to poison- GET THE ANTIDOTE, THEN, SOMEONE...! he curses letting this happen; he should’ve held his darling on a shorter leash, he should’ve kept them under his eye...!

when he hears the only way to wake them is a true love’s kiss, he feels... relieved. hah! how easy- he can do that! his darling... loves him. right? ... RIGHT?

the scream that rips from his throat when his first, second, third kiss does nothing is heard through all campus

how- HOW?! he begins to bawl like a little child, shaking his darling and begging them to wake up, stop playing, leaving sloppy kisses all over their face, as if one of them would wake up

he’s going to have to be dragged away from his darling. riddle cries, screams, clutching his darling as he weeps- why... why won’t it work?! how... did they never love him?!

riddle had been telling himself all along all he did was for their good. keeping them under such strict rules, keeping them to himself; he was just doing his part in making sure they were ok- and yet... and yet after all of that, he hadn’t even earned their true love...?

he feels... lonelier than ever. it’s like he’s a little boy trapped inside his house again, with no hopes or dreams of his own; what does he have left now? his darling, what he valued the most... how is he supposed to even process this?!

he won’t hesitate to have his darling cared for, kept in a glass casket like with the many fair members of royalty who used to succumb to this sort of poisons- however... every once in a while, he’ll try again, kissing them; and every time it doesn’t work, he’s left a bit more of a broken man

leona kingscholar

the rage that flows inside of him almost makes him turn whatever he’s holding into sand the second ruggie alerts him of what happened- hell, he almost turns ruggie into sand just for saying such a thing, but he’s too busy running to his beloved

leona wastes no time. all he has to do to wake his little herbivore up is a kiss? that’s nothing, really. he wants them awake so he can punish them for daring worry him like this; but then...

ah. leona feels a bit weak in the knees as he waits and nothing happens

... his darling needs a true love’s kiss. and it... seems to be he is not the one they love.

a second of silence, then utter chaos. leona is enraged out of his mind- so not even now, is he good enough?! does he not even deserve to love?!

in his fit of rage, he’s close to hurting his darling, but in the end... he can’t. the bitterness in his mouth, the tears streaming down his face; so... in the end, he’s just good for nothing at all

their body, bruised from previous punishments, their face molded into such a calm expression compared to their usual fear and stress... it all feels like it’s mocking him, and yet...

for the first time in a long time, leona kingscholar cannot fall asleep that night. he’s restless: he’d grown used to holding his darling tight, growling at them whenever they dared move too much- and now he’s alone

even with his beloved in this death-like state, leona is possessive to a fault. he will not stand for anyone to gaze upon them; perhaps servants, once he returns home with them- when farena asks, leona will simply say they were cursed. he promises himself he won’t try to awaken them again; he can’t bear to face the truth again, but... on lonely nights, he tries, crushed every time his “true love’s kiss” does nothing

azul ashengrotto

there’s no facade, no act. when he hears of what happened he drops everything and runs to his darling’s side. poison, a true love’s kiss, death like state; it all swirls in his head, and he’s bawling by the time he’s holding his darling’s hand

they’re warm, that and their slowly beating heart the only signal azul hasn’t lost them to death. he takes a deep breath before kissing them, and then

... and then nothing. azul’s body freezes, colder than he’s ever felt in his life before. he tries again, then again- nothing. 

azul cries so hard he feels like he might throw up, desperately clutching his darling as he sobs. why? why won’t it work...?!

in his moment of desperation, he might even yell at his darling’s unconscious body. why won’t they wake up?! is he not their true love?! he’s- he’s all they have! how can they not love him?!

azul feels hopeless, empty. all this time- all he’d been trying to do was make his darling stay, to make them see how much he loved them, and yet- and yet here there was, undeniable proof that despite all his efforts, they’d never been truly his

he’s going to be a wreck. azul’s darling was a pillar for him- controlling them made him feel more in control. he’d bare his emotions to them, holding them close (even when they struggled) and to suddenly not only lose them, but to be forced to accept he wasn’t the person they loved the most...

in his desperation, azul will keep them by his side- in a glass coffin, surrounded by flowers... he knows they aren’t dead, but... they’ll never awaken- not until his kiss wakes them up. he is absolutely unwilling to let another even try to wake them: if his love... if he wasn’t enough to wake them, then... the mere thought of someone else’s kiss being the true love

kalim al-asim

kalim doesn’t even know how to react when he’s told what happened. images of jamil in a coma because of him, poisoned flash through his mind; it’s happening all over again

seeing his darling in such a state is enough to drive him to tears. usually, he’d be overjoyed to see them sleeping so peacefully, because it’d mean they were letting their guards down, trusting the environment he’d placed them in- but in this situation, he almost wishes they’d be grimacing at him or trying to scuttle away- just, anything...!

the only relief in his heart is knowing a true love’s kiss will wake them up- he can do that...! he’s always kissing them; what difference does it make, right? between his tears and his hiccuping, he calms down enough to press a kiss to his darling’s lips

... eh? why didn’t it- maybe he has to do it again?

... or one more time...?

with every kiss that fails to rouse his darling, it’s clear his despair is growing. his hands start shaking, then his body; soon enough he’s all-out sobbing, barely able to stand and unable to keep kissing from the intensity of his crying

how... when did his darling stop loving him...? everything he did was for them; the golden chains, the charmed jewelry, the guards... it wasn’t as if- no, he never wanted to hurt them, he just...! he’d just meant to protect them, so why...?!

kalim is inconsolable. he won’t hesitate to use his money to bring in medics from every corner of the land, from professional doctors to shady healers, but in the end, nothing can be done; they need a true love’s kiss, that’s all that can wake them. and he... as much as he loves them, he can’t give them that

kalim is going to keep by his beloved’s side, even as they sleep. they were always held down by him and his fear of something happening to them combined with his internal impulse to own them- and now, even in their deathlike state, it’ll be that way. having servants bathe and dress them, buying them jewelry and clothes; kalim won’t let go

vil schoenheit

vil knows of what the poison his darling drank does; a potion so similar to the one used by the evil queen in the legends, cursing someone into an eternal sleep:  and yet, able to be broken by a true love’s kiss...

because of this, he doesn’t stress much at first: sure, he’s throwing his usual hissy fits, cursing at the fact such an event even occured: his love potions are carefully crafted and shouldn’t cause harm when mixed with other things, but still...!

vil is fuming as he kisses his beloved: he hates they even allowed this to happen. hasn’t he taught them better than to accept anything other than what he offers them?! he waits for them to open their eyes to berate them

but they just... don’t

vil can feel his blood go cold when nothing happens after the kiss. why is- no, he knows that a true love’s kiss is the antidote; he hasn’t made a mistake, so why...?!

panic wells in his chest as he tries one more time. his lipstick even gets smudged and he can’t bring himself to care- they aren’t waking up. 

it doesn’t take too long for him to shake his darling and try to wake them. are they faking being asleep?! are they trying to fool him?! he knows- he knows they needed a true love’s kiss, they should be awake...!

vil spirals. how... how is he not their true love?! who else could they even see- nobody would ever put as much effort into a relationship as he did! it’s difficult to tell, but those with sharp eyes can notice telltale signs of stress on the model’s face

he isn’t above trying to force love potions or antidotes down his sleeping darling’s throat; something, anything to fix this situation, damnit! 

... but he knows it’s a fool’s errand. the true love’s kiss... he cannot provide. however, this doesn’t mean he’ll let go of his doll: he’ll continue to dress them, clean them, keep them around- they’re still alive, and they’re still his to maintain beautiful

idia shroud

idia already believes misfortune follows him- this is no different, is it...? he’s stressing out and almost pulling out his hair when he finds out what happened

a true love’s kiss... it almost feels like some sort of videogame plot. what a silly thing to have as a cure for this...! a deathlike sleep, eternal, sounds terrifying, but- he... he can do that, right? 

idia is terribly anxious, but he’s internally telling himself he can do this; it’s just a kiss! he’s done- he’s done way more before with them before- and then... and then he’ll save them!

he’s so deluded into thinking he can do this, that when it doesn’t work he just... stands there. tears prick his eyes and his breathing becomes irregular

why why why whywhywhywhywhy is he not their true love- is he not who they love?! HOW- HOW DARE THEY- IT’S THEIR FAULT HE CAN’T WAKE THEM!

idia is so distraught ortho has to step in. the robot child is terrified: not only is his big bro seemingly breaking down, his other parental figure is just- just laying there...? not responding...?!

he shouldn’t be, but he’s... angry at them. this is- this is their fault...! he loves them; so then if... if it’s not working then it’s because they....! the thought makes him feel like he can’t breathe

although... he can’t help but cackle as he cries at the realization they’re at his mercy now. oh, they’re asleep forever now... and in his grasp. as much as he’s despairing, he’s also laughing at the irony: they hated him enough to do this, right?! and now they’re at his mercy!

idia has no real ethical code when it comes to magic or machine building; he’s a prodigy and a genius. it can take time, but... he’s dead set on bringing his beloved back; if their human body is asleep... can’t he just build a new one?

malleus draconia

the lands are ravaged with storms as malleus’ rage swells when the news is broken to him. this is- this was the last thing that was supposed to happen, and yet...! his anger is palpable, air crackling with electricity and magic as lilia tries to calm him

malleus is so deeply attached to his darling. they’re his most precious jewel, the one thing that grounds him and keeps him working- seeing them laying down, eyes closed, the only clue they live being their breathing... it brings a bitter taste to his mouth as he rushes to their side

malleus is quite used to charming his darling to sleep in order to keep them under control- but this is different. he isn’t in control here; he can’t wake them with a wave of his wand... but... a true love’s kiss is what he needs, right?

malleus kisses them and waits. he waits for a while- perhaps... it needs time? it’s clear he’s stressing when minutes go by and nothing occurs. he’s a patient man, but this is... he can’t just wait for so long, this is- this is different!

continued attempts reap no result, and malleus’ despair and rage is growing. angering someone as powerful as malleus is always a dangerous game, but when it’s involving his darling...?

it’s clear malleus is just absolutely heartbroken. he understands; he... is not his darling’s true love. that’s it, isn’t it? it hurts; his anger and heartbreak are palpable

however... malleus isn’t just taking this as is. he won’t hesitate to try to use all of his power to reverse this; they’re his, and he will get them back- and even while he waits, he’ll keep them like a dragon guarding his hoard, despite the heartache threatening to make him lose control again

Headcanons for the Yandere! Dorm leaders throwing a birthday party for f!MC since is her first birthday in Twisted Wonderland and at the end of the party she kiss them on their cheek and telling them that their the best friend she could ever ask for (she doesn't know that their yandere for them). You are the best writer ❤️

warnings: general yandere themes

riddle rosehearts

riddle is... so conflicted

he’s been tossing and turning every night, trying to push down the dark and honestly just wrong, evil emotions he feels when he sees his crush- even during the party, it’s difficult to not snap at others when they get too close...

in one hand, getting a kiss from them makes him melt. riddle has received so little physical affection in his life, that having someone he loves so so so much kiss his cheek is absolute paradise

and then... he’s suddenly sent back to earth. ah. a friend- of course. he clenches his fists and just goes silent. logically, he understands: he hasn’t confessed, but...

it’s clear to everyone riddle just leaves in a foul mood after that, but everyone chalks it up to him being flustered from the kiss. little do they all know, he’s trying his best to not blow up; DOESN’T SHE GET IT?! he set up this whole party for them, the best party she’d ever have- he got them a beautiful gift, so why...! DOESN’T SHE  REALIZE?! he isn’t trying to befriend them; he wants their heart...!

from then on, riddle will begin to be much more clear with his intentions. he’ll act almost as if he was already dating his crush, intimidating heartslabyul students (and other dorms’ students if he has to) from getting too close, monopolizing their time with tea parties and such; and when he confesses, he better hear a yes, or he might have a “little outburst”

leona kingscholar

leona can’t even believe he put the effort into this- personally, he’d be pissed if for his birthday, someone tried to pull all the celebrations his dorm had set up (with his help), but... well, seeing his crush having fun and enjoying the traditional afterglow savannah-style celebration makes it almost worth it

of course, everyone is on their best behaviour. even dancing or goofing off, it’s clear the usually rowdy and enthusiastic savanaclaw students are keeping their distance from the special guest

... because they’d been thoroughly warned by leona to not try any shit. his crush is his, his prey, his target; leona isn’t very subtle about it at all, not with his flirting and teasing

which makes it all the more infuriating when his little herbivore presses a kiss to his cheek and then calls him a friend

leona has no hesitation in growling and pressing them against his chest, face inches away from them, even as he watches them panic and ask what’s going on

does she think he’d go through all of this for just anyone, huh? he could be resting now, but instead he chose to go through all the trouble to set up a birthday party of all things- are herbivores really that dense?

he has no shame on just kissing them right then and there, whether they want to or not. it’s not like anyone from his dorm is going to intervene: they’ve been all thoroughly warned to not get between a lion and his prey- and leona’s got his prey right in his hands

azul ashengrotto

azul has been doing all he can to not fuck this up. he knows that every time he hangs out with his new best friend he acts a bit odd- bits and pieces of his smooth attitude broken by the swirling emotions in his chest, the desire to just take them and hide them away that he can’t seem to push away...

he’s more than happy to celebrate their birthday in the monstro lounge. really, he’ll make it their best birthday! azul has no shame in hooking some poor souls into contracts so they have to work to decorate the lounge from top to bottom just for his crush’s birthday

... so why.... why... after all his effort- not just now, but all the effort he’s put into making himself look like the best possible option... is he being pushed back to being a friend...?

even though azul has become quite good at masking sadness over the years, it’s clear that after his crush says that, he’s... not right. he’ll end up leaving early to just bawl, reduced to a crybaby octopus again

oh, but once he’s gotten all those tears out, azul will steel himself. he has to take a different approach, it seems- his passive and friendly role isn’t working, is it?

so maybe it’s time he takes a more forceful approach to this budding relationship. the people up here in the land do say ‘love blooms in adversity’, don’t they? he’s sure his darling will come around; he just has to be... a bit more persuasive, hook them in and keep them to himself

kalim al-asim

is it truly kalim if he’s not throwing a party? kalim spares no expenses for his crush’s birthday party- parades of elephants and dancers, live entertainment, cooks from all over the world, the finest ingredients money can buy; not to mention the gifts, things so expensive they’re worth more than the entire contents of the scarabia’s treasury

although others see kalim as a kind but ultimately airheaded boy, they’d be impressed at how good he’s at just... hiding his feelings. he’s been through a lot in his life- poisoning attempts, kidnappings, threats of assassination... so something as silly as hiding his crush on his close friend?

he can do that with his hands tied! besides, he’s a naturally affectionate guy, so nobody really suspects anything when he acts a bit romantically to his crush- not even his crush realizes

kalim’s joy over being kissed on the cheek is crushed slightly when the words “you’re the best friend i could ask for” sink in- although that’s not enough to crush his spirit

friends... well, that’s something! all relationships have to start somewhere, right...? he just needs to make his intentions clearer! kalim is sure he’s in love; that’s what that swirling, dark emotion in his chest is, right? those impulses telling him to keep his darling, to lock them away like the finest treasure- to take, take what he wants with no regards for anyone else...

his crush better be ready, because after this, kalim will become quite... forceful. he isn’t used to having something he wants that he cannot just immediately have- and he wants his crush to be his, entirely his

vil schoenheit

a party planned by vil is, in essence, the fanciest and prettiest party one will ever see. pomefiore is already like an old french castle, perfectly maintained and filled to the brim with beautiful people, all doing exactly as vil says

he’s known for a while that he’s in love with the odd magicless student- at first, he was aghast. how could he fall for such a lost and weak little potato?! but every second he spent with his crush, he could feel it; potential, beauty... already so precious, it almost sparked jealousy in him- he needs to make that beauty and potential bloom, and he’ll make it happen- he’ll turn that little potato into his own beautiful porcelain doll

when vil is kissed on the cheek, he doesn’t even have time to bitch about his concealer- the words are ringing in his ears. so... he’s the best friend one could ask for...?

vil feels like screaming in rage, but he allows the party to end peacefully and bids his crush goodbye- although it’s clear rook can tell that the queen of pomefiore is about to have a drama fit once the doors are closed

vil is outraged. how dare- how dare the one he loves not see his beauty?! friendship isn’t what he is aiming for: he needs more than friendship, he needs love, he needs for his beloved to be desperately in love with him too...! he feels like an idiot, pining for someone who claims to see him as a friend- and he hates it

he knows that everything requires effort. there’s no cheat to be instantly beautiful or smart; everything he has, he’s worked painstakingly hard for. but.... but- he’s worked so hard- so, so hard...! so he sees no problem in taking what some would see as the easy route

the next time he offers his crush a smoothie, he’s barely able to hold back his smirk; let’s see if he’s still “the best friend ever” once there’s potent and fast acting love potion brewed by himself coursing through his beloved’s body

idia shroud

admittedly, he thinks the party is a little shitty. it’s just him and ortho and his crush, playing board games and videogames. he’s... more than ashamed he couldn’t set up a real party, but... the thought of filling the ignihyde common room with all of the socially awkward ignihyde students and some loud people from outside, the crowds, the- agh!

having his crush so close is... almost difficult to handle for him

his heart keeps screaming out at him, the impulse to hold his beloved in his arms, to hug, to kiss, close the locks in his room- it’s not like a magicless student really needs to be attending classes...! he can- he can keep his crush in his room, all to himself-

it’s just... so hard to hold back all those emotions. they’re wrong, he’s a freak for thinking that, and he knows it, and yet... he can’t stop thinking about how much he wants to just keep his crush in, to shower his beloved with all the heartachingly sweet love he can barely hold back

a kiss on the cheek sends him into a frenzy. that’s- he’s...! idia barely has contact with other people; one little kiss is enough to send him into overdrive

........ but then....... he’s pushed back....

friendship... he thinks he should be happy- his crush thinks he’s an amazing friend! not a freak or a weirdo! but that’s... no, it’s not enough. the greedy little voice in his heart keeps whispering darkly; friendship isn’t nearly enough, is it? he wants more; he wants to claim his crush as his, to own, to keep...

even after this, though, idia will take awhile to truly make a move. he’s terribly scared he’ll fuck up and scare his crush away; his heart couldn’t possibly take that. instead, he’ll keep organizing videogame nights, bringing his crush to his room, doing his best to grow closer to her

... and one day, he simply won’t let her go

malleus draconia

even though malleus might try to keep acting somber and dark, it’s clear to everyone the dark fae is over the moon planning a birthday party for his friend. it’s understandable; malleus has four friends, three of which are technically his guards. 

lilia and silver can probably tell malleus has a crush on the human he hosts the party for quite easily; with how he trails after her like a lost puppy, trying to get her attention and such. they make sure sebek doesn’t get in the way

when the party’s ending and he receives a kiss on the cheek, malleus feels like he might accidentally set something on fire. he’s never- he’s never been kissed before (not counting goodnight forehead kisses from lilia back when he was a baby); he feels like in his absolute joy he might let magic lose

however... malleus heart shrivels at being called a friend. even when the party ends and his crush goes back to her dorm, he can’t find peace- he tells himself he should be happy, and yet...!

malleus doesn’t want to consult lilia on this matter. he feels... childish and immature- but the emotions lurking in him are nothing of the sort. his draconic instincts tell him to keep, to take his beloved and keep them in his hoard; mixing the desire to possess with the desire to love

he’ll begin to drop hints at something darker going on from there on every time he meets with his friend. they’re vague enough that she won’t realize what he’s talking about- but he means every word he says

to his crush, it might feel like his confession comes out of nowhere- it’s just another of their nightly walks, nothing out of the usual, other than the fact the tall fae has just confessed his undying love to them. it’s... sudden, it’s too intense, but... in the end, they better say yes; after all, malleus is set on his decision- they’re his, and he’ll make them see he won’t stand to being seen as just a friend.

I dont know if you take requests or suggestions but can I still ask for a scenario with yandere Malleus? How he takes his fem so away with him after graduating from NRC to his homeland to marry her? Some spice too if you dont mind? Thank you ^^

Yan! Malleus x f! reader :  Home

Warnings : Yandere themes : Obsessive and possesive actions :kidnapping:Use of threats:non-con and ndubcon elements :mild murder(?)

f/c (favorite color)

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Malleus had given you what Crowley had promised and failed to do , your home and your family.

Just not in a way you thought he would.

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Tired and worn out, that's how you find yourself after NRC's graduation ceremony. Two years. It has been two years since you've arrived in this strange world. Crowley had promised he'd find you a way back, but as the years pass by you're beginning to lose hope.

"Why do you look so down, child of man?" a voice called up, startling you a little which made you stand up from the bench you sat upon.

"Malleus..."

"Yes?" he asked.

"Why are you here?"

"I ask you the same question, why are you here outside your dorm late at night?" he asked back as his emerald orbs stared down at your smaller form. " Were you not tired after assisting during the ceremony?"

"Oh. Oh, yeah I was." you let out a small awkward laugh, scratching the back of your head. "I just.. Just wanted to cool down a little bit."

" How about you? Aren't you suppose to go home to the Valley of Thorns. You know being a Prince and all,  they wouldn't have prepared a parade and ball of some sorts. " you jokingly said, winking at the fae in front of you.

The night was cold and the moon was hidden, you shivered a little, remembering that you were only wearing a pair of pants and a T-shirt, your much thicker ceremony robes long deposited in the laundry basket.

" I came to get...something I've left behind." he explained, the intensity of his gaze in you making you fidgety. After two years of friendship, you still found him a little intimidating, what with him standing several heads taller than you are plus the fact that he wasn't only one of the most powerful wizards in Twisted Wonderland, he also happened to be a prince. A fae Prince, to be exact.

" Oh, well. Did you happen to leave it around here? I could help you retrieve it." you offered, turning around to survey your surroundings.

A hand landed on your shoulder.

"Have you ever missed your world, y/n?"

You stopped on your tracks.

For a moment you were silent.

That hit the spot...

"Yeah, of course . Of course I do." you answered, fist clenching and eyebrows furrowing. " I miss my mom, my dad, my siblings." Your lips quivered as you bit back a incoming sob. "My home..."

"I can give that all back to you." The dark fae replied wo casually that it took you a few seconds to register what he said.

"What?" you swivelled back so quickly you lost your balance.

"Ah!"

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Malleus caught the young girl around his arms before she could slip. It would be embarrassing to admit, but for a moment he was startled. Him, the noble and proud heir to the Valley of thorns, scared because he thought a mere human would get hurt.

You've certainly carved your existence in my head.

"Really?" the girl said, their eyes sparkling, lit with hope. "You could do that?" She asked in wonder, staring back into his eyes (a huge feat), as he gently helped her stand on her two feet, his arms on her waist.

How enchanting.

The way she looked at him made him feel warm and welcome. A feeling he had been searching for all his life.

It wasn't fear.

It wasn't adoration.

No.

It was...

".... Love."

His serpentine eyes widened.

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"I would love that..." you confessed, words quiet as a whisper as you closed your eyes. "Home."

You tried to recall your home. Your mother's loving smile. Your father's laugh. Your siblings taunts and mischievous banters. The faces of your friends....

Interlapping with the faces of the friends of you had now.

Oh.

If I leave, I'm also leaving them behind. And Grim... Grim had no one...

You took in a deep breath and opened your eyes.

"I do want to go home, but not right now." You said, surprising not only yourself but also the male in front of you. "I atleast want to have time to prepare. To say goodbye to my friends."

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Friends

How those words hurt his ears.

Friendship wasn't something he had before he met you. Everyone and anyone who had approached him had ulterior motives, and most of the time no one actually did, too afraid to accidentally incur his wrath when his actions did not present do be of that nature.

Only you approached him so openly and so willingly.

And when you found out who he was, you didn't run away, instead you offered your friendship. Your kindness. Your time. Your comfort.

So it wasn't his fault he had fallen inlove with you, a mere magicless human being from another world.

You have thrown his world into a frenzy, made him confused with the odd budding feeling he felt whenever his eyes laid on you.

He was ancient compared to you, but he felt like a boy going through adolescence as he tried to make sense of the emotions you'd made him experience.

He wanted to always be near you. He wanted to know everything about you. He wanted to hear your laugh, to watch you smile, to smell your scent, and to feel your presence all the time.

He wanted you.

All of you.

And if you want something, you won't let it slip away.

Lilia had advised him with a meaningful smile before the graduation ended.

Yes. That's true.

He can't let you go.

He has to have you by whatever means possible.

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"Come with me."

"What?" Malleus voice was abrupt but firm as he held you closer to his chest, his hands had never left your side,you realized. You tried to gently push him away, but he didn't budge. " Malleus, what do you mean? Right now? I Can't. Grim. The headmaster---"

Oof!

He hugged you closer, your head burrowing into his broad chest, his arms tightening around you. "I can give you all you want. Just come with me y/n. Don't think twice." he pleaded.

Pleaded?

His voice sounded so desperate it broke your heart.

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"Malleus..." Y/N called out his name so gently and so lovingly that his heart couldn't help but skip a bit.

"Yes, my love?"

You flinched.

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My love?

Your hand that were supposed to caress itself on his cheeks stopped in its tracks.

Does he...?

Realization struck you like a cold bucket of water.

Oh no.

Oh no no no

You liked Malleus.

But not.... Not like that.

He was a friend.

You appreciated his companionship.

You never expected to get his love.

I can't.... I can't make him hope.

You began to struggle.

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Malleus was taken off guard as the human in his arms began squirming away from his embrace. Gone were her loving voice, replaced by one of frenzied explanations.

" Please let go of me. I... I need to breathe." she said, but he didn't want to let go. If he did, he felt like she'd run.

He tigtened his grip.

"Malleus, please." she pleaded, stopping her actions as she looked into his eyes. "Stop."

And so he let go.

"I... I don't feel the same way."

Nevermind that.

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Green embers rose from nowhere surrounding the two.

Thunder crashed and lightning struck in the sky.

And then, in a blink of an eye green flames appeared and dissipated withun seconds, leaving no trace behind.

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Days.Weeks. Months...

To be honest, you had already lost count as you laid on a plush bed inside a luxurious room that if it could talk, would've called you an unworthy peasant.

A gilded cage for the unwilling lover of the heir to the Valley of thorns.

Malleus had kidnapped you a dropped you in this room.

After that he never returned.

Food and water had magically presented itself three times a day so you didn't starve. Your room was so huge it had other rooms in it, it has its own living room with coaches and s giant fireplace, a bathroom with a pool and a small waterfall (what?), a bedroom with a large canopy bed, a walk-in closet filled with gowns and a door that led to a solarium.

It seems like he had everything prepared to take care of a human being.

He forgot one crucial thing though.

Humans need people to talk to.

By the first week of being trapped, it wasn't really your priority. You were too busy crying or distressing over your situation.

By the second week you did nothing but sleep because you were too tired.

By the third week you began to search for an exit,but every without was locked and unbreakable and no door led to the outside.

By the fourth week you've resorted to talking to yourself and then sewing a small plushie of your cat monster companion you've unwillingly left behind.

You awfully wanted someine to talk to, but then again maybe you wish you hadn't as the first words you hear after months from someone made your blood boil.

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" A... An engagement party?!" you couldn't believe your ears. Lilia, your captor's guardian, sat cheerfully in a seat across from yours,enjoying a nice cup of tea as if he didn't just dropped a bomb on you." I...you! He!" you stuttered out, unable to find the right words that would convey your frustration.

"Don't worry your pretty little head, the preparations have been carried out." The bobbed-hair fae said, ignoring your actions. "It took a while of convincing the other nobles, but in the end most had agreed to your marrige with Malleus." he jovially declared. " Fufufu~How time flies. One day he's just emerging from his egg now he's off to get married!"

Everything he said sounded wrong in your ears.

" Married?!He didn't even talk to me for who knows how long after kidnapping me! "You exclaimed, pulling on the skirt you were forced to wear by the maids who suddenly appeared one day." This isn't right Lilia-senpai! "

" You must forgive Malleus, he is new to this. He's a little embarrassed to meet you, but rest assured you will meet him at the party tonight." He explained, as if he was talking to a child throwing a tantrum. " Ah~young love. "

You felt sick.

" I never agreed to any of this. "

" You don't need to, my dear we've taken care of it for you! "The fae replied back, calm as ever while you grew more and more frantic.

" I DON'T WANT TO MARRY HIM! "you yelled, stress making you impulsively stand up from the coach." I DON'T LOVE HMFF--!

Before you could finish your words, a whisp of green smoke made your mouth clamped shut.

"Careful with your words, y/n." The ancient fae warned, his words now dripping with something dark as his crimson eyes focused on you. " Remember where you are, the walls have ears."

With that he released the spell and you sat down.

"Malleus does not want to threaten you and so far he had been only true to his promise. You wanted to have a home and a family? He was willing to provide that." He began. "I've watched the child grow up, y/n. He maybe cold but inside he is very very fragile. And I hate for you to break his poor heart, because even I don't know what he'd do." He concluded.

"Is that a threat?"

"No. A mere warning." He stood up from his seat. He'll never hurt you,but I can't say the same for your friends. " And with that sadistic remark, he disappeared.

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Come the next day, by the first ray of sunlight you were dragged out off your comfortable bed, which was on the couch in the solarium, by the three maids they've assigned to take care of you.

You never go their names, as they never spoke, not even once, so you had to improvise and call them by the color of their skirts, namely:Red, Periwinkle and Leaf (didn't sound right to call her Greenie).

Nothing has ever made you more tired and refreshed in your entire life as they washed you up (you struggled but lost) until your skin stung a little, then they exfoliated, then moisturised and all the other steps you didn't know the name of, they just slathered so much until your skin was soft as a baby's. They gave you a relaxing massage then after that another dozen more steps that would've given Vil's routine a run for its money.

Then, by the time the sun was a mere half an hour away from setting, they were finished and you were famished (as all they offered you for a meal was a cup of water and some biscuits).

You looked at yourself in front of the mirror and was in awe.

You didn't look like yourself.

You looked ethereal.

Inhuman.

You gulped, staring away from the mirror after doing a once over on your appearance.

Surprisingly enough, they didn't dress you in an overly extravagant gown, but  rather in a simple f/c gown with a skirt that fell like a waterfall, it's bottom embroidered by vines and flowers climbing up towards your waist while its the bodice had a sweet heart neckline with off the shoulder straps. Your hair was styled like your usual, but the meticulous washing and styling made in silky, and was adorned with flowers you were sure you saw in the bouquets in thr weddings you attended back home.

No sooner than the last strand of hair was arranged, the last stroke of the make up brush done, and the last attention to other details taken care of, double doors magically appeared out of thin air followed by two familiar figures,one green-haired and one silver - haired.

You stared at their faces, trying to find a reaction. Anything that would give you a clue if you could trust them. Maybe ask for their help.

There was none.

You clenched your fist as you tried to hold your head up high.

They will not see you falter.

With a nod from you, they opened each door and you entered the dragon's lair.

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You didn't know what to espect, I mean, you knew you were gonna be greeted by hundreds of eyes but you weren't at all prepared by the impact.

A thousand or so eyes were on you as you exited the door and found yourself up on a grand staircase overlooking an even grander ballroom. And as far as you can see, a red carpet that lead to the throne, only there were two of it.

You took a step back, something rising in the pits of your stomach. You felt nauseated. You wanted to run.

You took another step.

Then you collided on someone's back.

Every bit of your being told you not to take another move.

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Malleus looked absolutely breathtaking as he offered his arm to you. He didn't look quite like himself as he wore a suite befitting royalty such as himself, but instead of his usual dark attire, he had opted for the colors white and gold. He looked more Princely than fae, more human, more kind. And he looking at you like you were the most precious jewel he had ever laid his eyes upon.

In a daze you let him hook your arm around his and then both of you walked the aisle towards the thrones.

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You tried not to squirm on your seat as one by one Malleus' vassals presented themselves in front of both of you, giving their blessings and well wishes as well as leaving engagement gifts so wondrous you would've been in awe if you weren't being kept there against your will.

You wanted to speak to Malleus, try to change his mind if you could, but you wanted to do it without alerting everyone else.

A national crisis isn't another problem you wanted on your plate.

Just seat still. Don't move. Just smile. Wait for the perfect timing.

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Malleus kept a straight face as he nodded to each greeting and flattery,but his eyes always returned to his beloved every now and then. Looking for a reaction.

Seeing if there's something that took her interest among the presented gifts.

It didn't show but the dark fae was nervous. Love was foreign to him, and he wanted to get everything right. He wanted his beloved to choose him, he wanted to show her all he could offer so that she'd see what she'd be missing. And maybe then she'd love him back.

Oh how his heart ache, watching her in her room, alone, moping, crying the first weeks.

He wanted to scoop her in his arms, to kiss and caress her. Mark her as his for all to see,but he didn't.... Not yet.

Y/N was the first person who didn't look at him like a monster. He didn't want her to start now.

So with self-restraint he avoided her room at all cost, in order not to let his instincts get the better of him.

He had held meetings, concocted plans and arranged everything so it would fit to her liking. Ofcourse some didn't agree with his wish to marry a human, but Lilia took care of that. He didn't question his methods at all, even when the baby-faced fae ripped off an elderly council member's face off. Its not like he didn't do the same when assassins came for your life, each of whom suffered fates worst than death as he made sure they and whoever sent them as well as their whole ancestry were cursed of never ending pain that felt like they were being eaten and burned alive at the same time.

After that all was well.

No one had anymore objections to give. Too afraid to suffer the same fate. After that ordeal, he just needed to warp time and space so that the endless night in the Valley of thorns was no more.

All for his beloved bride-to-be.

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Once all the greetings were done and the gifts were given, the banquet began. Tables appeared from nowhere and everyone took a seat. In front of you both, your own table appeared, filled with food that you noticed were mostly your favorite. You also noticed a tall icecream parfait among the dishes presented.

Your stomach growled.

I should probably eat.

You need the energy to talk to Malleus later.

And with that thought in mind you picked up your utensils.

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Lilia watched the young couple eat together, different expressions on their faces.

The young woman looked like she's stuffing herself her last meal before battle, as a determined look was on her face.

Meanwhile, his ward looked as stoic as ever, but he knew that the younger fae kept looking at the girl. He knew Malleus was happy inside because the girl was eating.

Lilia couldn't help but heave a worried sigh as he snapped the neck of a spy from the tree that overlooked the castle's large windows.

" I do hope it won't hurt him too much." He said to no one in particular as he let the body fell from his hand and burn into green flames that left no ashes behind. " Humans could be so cruel and hard to please."

But it's a lesson he needs to learn for himself.

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The banquet finished and the dancing began as the tables disappeared and music began to reverberate through the vast halls.

You couldn't help but be dazzled as skirts fluttered across the ballroom as each fae found a partner and danced to the soft melody.

The scene was enchanting as bright fire-fly like lights surrounded the place as the lights dimmed a little, creating a magical atmosphere.

"May I?"

You jumped slightly on your throne seat, as Malleus made his presence known in front of you. He bent a little and offered you his hand.

His viridescent eyes stared into your soul.

And thousand others watched you from behind him.

You clutched the goblet you didn't know was still in your hand harder.

You have to say yes.

Keep him in a good mood.

Then you'll drop him the question later.

Yes, that's it.

You downed the drink in your hand.

Everything was gonna be alright.

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Everything was not alright.

For the entirety of the party you were giddy, giggling and completely out of it.

You were sure you stumbled a lot of times during the dance despite Malleus not saying otherwise, all he did was keep you close to him as he twirled and lifted you around with the expertise of a graceful dancer.

He kept whispering something in your ears

Blah blah love blah beautiful bla blah bla

Blah blah I can't wait to have a family with you blah

Your brain was too intoxicated by the dammed fairy juice-wine thingy you've drank before and now you were a mess.

You couldn't comprehend what's happening and all you wanted was to dance, laugh and maybe sing.

That table looks like a nice stage, I wanna gooooo upppp and sinnnngggg!!

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Malleus had watched you lose control of yourself. He really should've stopped you from climbing on top of the piano, but you looked so happy he just couldn't stop you from doing so.. He was so enchanted by your sweet smile.

And when you sang, he felt like he was bewitched.

Bewitched.

Such an odd thing to think, especially since between the two of you, he was the one who could've made you fall in love with him in a snap of his fingers, but it was the opposite.

He loved you so so much.

He couldn't help but want all of you to himself that he had to temporarily curse everyone else to be blind and deaf so he could be the only recipient of your drunken acts.

Continue to part 2? (Spice and continuation)

Back to part 1?

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Malleus carried you out of the venue after you tried to jump off the piano towards the writhing guests below to "crowd surf", as you called it.

Until now you're still squirming in his arms, wanting to go back and do an "encore". The prince couldn't help but chuckle at your puffed cheeks as you weakly hit his chest as a form of retaliation.

You were so cute.

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Spice warning! Explicit scenes involving sex;dubious consent. Skip if you no likey.

The horned-boy gently laid you down on your bed, ready to leave you for the night. You kicked your heels off yourself as you curled into a ball. "Good night, my love." he said as he gazed fondly at your form, leaving in to give you a kiss on the cheek.

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Hot. You felt very hot.

Slowly, your discomfort made you open your tired eyes which it meet with your captor.

He immediately stopped his tracks, pale skin colored with a blush like a child being caught doing something he shouldn't.

You giggled.

Huh... What was I was supposed to do again?

Malleus was about to lean back when you remembered.

Ah. Now I remember

You pulled the boy in front of you towards you by wrapping your arms around him, your delirious state unabling you to think properly.

Put him in a good mood.

🐲🐲🐲

Malleus froze as his lips met his lover's.

Soft.

His eyes fell unto her face and his heart skipped several beats. Her eyes were closed and the moonlight coming from the bedroom window illuminated her disheveled form. Make up smudged and clothes clinging to her curves. Her skirt have rode up to her thighs due to her incessant kicking to remove her shoes a few minutes ago, displaying her smooth legs for his eyes to drink in...

Then she bit his lip to prod it open and something in him snapped

🐲🐲🐲

Your tongues fought for dominance as he positioned himself above you, straddling your waist and propping his hand on the side of your head for balance.

His forked tongue made you feel hotter as it wrapped itself around your tongue, the slurping sound it created ringing in your ears.

Your hands wound clumsily on his hair until it found itself on his horns, you held unto it and pulled him closer which elicited a lustful groan from the dragon fae, prodding him to push his tongue deeper into your throat,your drool dripping down the pillows.

"Hmmppfff."

You began to caress his stiff horns while his free hand hastily undid your bodies, pulling it down revealing that you held nothing underneath.

Your pink peaks perked due to the cool air until his hand found itself latching unto it, squeezing, teasing and rolling it between his fingers making you moan into the kiss as wetness gathered downstairs.

For a moment he broke the kiss which made you whine in response while at the same time your lungs sought for oxygen. "Malleus~"

🐲🐲🐲

Malleus couldn't help himself as he drank in your figure, naked and vulnerabal underneath him.

You were so mesmerising.

He quickly leaned back towards his fiancée when he heard his name being called out wantonly.

He smirked as he saw the girl groan when he didn't meet her awaiting lips. Instead, he peppered her collarbones with kisses and stopped in a particular part that made the young woman let out a lustful moan.

Perfect.

He sucked and licked the spot as his free hand switched between each of her pink peaks.

He burrowed his nose unto her neck, savoring her scent before biting down hard.

🐲🐲🐲

You let out a scream, the sound a mix of pleasure and pain as you clung tightly to his shirt, swiftly undoing the buttons because by gods, your hot body sought for relief and he was oh so cool to touch.

"Y/N." he breathed out cooly into your ears after living a dark mark on your collarbone. "Y/N, my love." he called out again as he let you slide off his upper clothing from his body revealing his pale skin underneath.

You felt something hard poking your stomach and you couldn't help but reply with his name,which only made the fae cling his arms around yours leaving you chest to chest.

Soft against hard...

You slowly traced your fingers along his spine until the loud sounds of wings unfurling made you widen your eyes.

"So pretty...." You mused as your fingers gently caressed its curves and pointed edges. "Very very pretty."

The boy raised his head, meeting your eyes as it displayed a dozens of emotions at once.

You smiled.

"You're very beautiful, Malleus Draconia."

🐲🐲🐲

He didn't know he was crying until small droplets fell unto y/n's flushed cheeks.

Beautiful.

How can one word make him fall deeper inlove.

He felt like he was about to go crazy.

"My beloved, y/n."

He called out her name over and over again.  " I promise you a home, a family,everything you wish for, as long as you choose to stay with me." he pleaded, throwing his pride away as he kissed her cheeks lovingly, adoration in his eyes.

And then his mischievous fingers fell unto her thighs, climbing higher and higher until it met a dead end.

There was a sound of ripping fabric as he ripped off your stockings before his fingers landed unto her heat, soaking and hot.

"Choose me."

🐲🐲🐲

End spice

"No."

Came the answer from your lips which made the fingers on you stop its movement. "No. I wann go home!" you whined, kicking your legs around like a child. "Home! Home! Home!"

🐲🐲🐲

Malleus couldn't bear it. Bear to hear his beloved's rejection for the second time. With a heavy heart his hand went to your forhead. "Sleep."

And so she did.

He heaved a deep breath as anger began to manifest in his chest. Why were you being so difficult? One moment your touching him and calling him beautiful the next you wanted to escape his arms.

Humans are so fickle.

His eyes landed on your sleeping form, he could always continue what you've began, with or without you being conscious.

His patience is running thin.

He leaned unto you again, about to delve into a kiss when his eyes landed on a plush toy on your bedside table.

Quickly he snatched it and observed its familiar silhouette. A stripe ribbon. Cat ears. Sharp teeth. Cat ears.

His serpentine eyes burnt bright in anger, the doll engulfed into flames in a matter of seconds.

We have to move it closer.

🐲🐲🐲

You woke up in a daze with the sun shining on your face and a wedding gown propped unto a mannequin near your window.

Adrenaline rushed into your veins.

"What?Why is it?" you tried to stand up but your legs gave out, making you pathetically fall on the floor beside your bed.

You felt weak.

"Congratulations on your wedding, sleeping beauty."

The mischievous voice that greeted you made you turn your head.

You swore under your breath as you saw Lilia wearing what you could guess were traditional fae wedding garbs. " Aren't you lucky! Usually, it takes 10 years after engagement for a Draconia to marry their betrothed. You only needed one." He grinned, a dark glint in his eyes. "You didn't even went through the Test of Fidelity,Magic and power, Fufufu~. I would've been fun to see what you'd how well you could do in the arena."

" What do you mean?" you asked in disbelief. You were so confused. What's happening?

"Go on ladies, get the bride ready, we wouldn't want her to be late for her own wedding wouldn't we?"

"Wait! Stop!" You called out as you struggled to make your legs work from underneath you. "What do you mean?"

"Oh dear, yes. I almost forgot. Silly me, I'm getting too old." He stopped in tracks and threw you a potion which you caught in your hands. "Drink up, my dear. You haven't stretched your muscles in a year. Wouldn't be embarrassing to trip down the aisle."

Oh.

Your heart dropped into your throat.

Angry tears began to spill from your eyes as you registered what Lilia had said.

You've been in slumber for over a year.

How are you gonna escape now?

🐲🐲🐲

" Lilia. " the older fae was greeted by the groom calling out his name after he transported himself in the venue. "How was she?"

"Looking a little ragged, but otherwise she seemed fine, Malleus." Lilia replied as he stoof behind the Prince who was looking at a mirror in front of him. "Don't fret, my child. It's a happy event."

🐲🐲🐲

You felt like you were traveling to your death as you slowly walked down the aisle. Legs too weak to move faster, even with the potion you consumed.

Everything felt so wrong.

You had no choice on the matter of getting married to Malleus, you felt you weren't being treated like a person but instead a thing, which had no autonomy over your own decisions.

The wedding march sounded like wailing. The guests looked like monsters. The beautiful white wedding gown you wore were like heavy shackles.

You couldn't help but bite back a whimper under your veil.

This isn't right. I can't let this happen.

A million thoughts raced through your head under the bright Spring sky, you tried to recall anything, anything that could save you from your predicament.

You were so lost in thoughts. You didn't even notice you were already in front of the altar, Malleus in garbs of white and gold, by your side.

🐲🐲🐲

Time goes fast when your thinking of plans to escape a Prince who's obsessed with you, his obviously sadistic guardian, his two guards standing by the side and the thousands of fae who attended the wedding you were forced to participate in.

You didn't even register Maellus pouring his heart out in his vows and slipping the a golden band on your left finger until Lilia, the wedding officiant (for some reason), turned to you and drop the question.

" Will you, Y/N L/N, human and other worlder, accept to tie your heart to that of Malleus Draconia, Heir to the Valley of thorns, to love and to sweetly hold. To care and to spend your lives together, as future King and Queen, husband and wife, Equals for Eternity? "

No. Say no.

But your lips couldn't move. Something was stopping you. Maybe it was nervousness.Maybe it was fear.

Maybe it was the way the dark fae looked at you, his gaze piercing its way to your heart.

" No."

You forced your lips to mutter.

" NO! "

Several gasp from the crowd was heard as you dropped your bouquet and jumped off the altar, ripping the side of your dress, as you proceeded to sprint in the aisle.

You expected him to call out your name, to plead for you to return.

You had already thrown caution to the wind, steeled your resolved not to do so if he ever does.

He didn't.

Instead, you were met with tall green flames that surrounded you before you could even reach the arc of flowers that served as a portal.

You were trapped.

In your desperation, you tried to test the intensity of the flame, if you could run through it, but it burned your gloves into ashes into seconds.

Fear seized you as you felt your vision darken.

No.

It wasn't your vision.

It was the sky.

You raised your head and watched the bright spring sky being engulfed by darkness until little by little until everything was dark and cold.

Everything was happening to fast, you couldn't comprehend it.

"You have exhausted my patience, child of man." You turned around as the groom you left behind entered the circle of flames, his voice dripping in darkness. His suit of white slowly morphed into black, a spindle-like staff materialised in his hand as his viridescent eyes stared through your soul.

He looked absolutely malevolent.

🐲🐲🐲

"You! You lied to me!" the bride managed to yell out despite fear creeping down every fiber of her being.

"Lie? What do you mean?" the groom quipped as his voice boomed across the clearing. " You wanted a home. A family. And I provided them and more. I was generous".

Loathing overcame fear as the bride struggled to pick herself up from the ground, gnashing her teeth. "Generosity? Kidnapping me was generosity? Putting me in a coma? Forcing me to marry you, when you know very well I don't want to? Is that generosity? Fuck that!"

" Y/N. You do not know what lengths have I done to show you my love. I have broken rules and traditions, warped time and space, killed and maimed all for you. I even made myself look like a fool. But it seems like it's never gonna be enough. I moved the stars for nothing. "

A portal manifested in between the two with a tap of the fae's  magic staff, girl's  position, she could make up the silhouette of a building... No... It was a dorm. Her dorm.

" NRC... " she said its name like that of a lost child finding home. A flash of a cat's silhouette passed through the window and the young girl's heart ached."Grim..."

"Let this be a warning, Y/N."

And before the girl could cry out, Malleus sent a giant orb of fire that went through the portal, finding its target and blowing it into nothingness.

🐲🐲🐲

No.

No no no no!

Shit. Fuck!

"GRIM!" you cried out as you ran to the portal only for it to close, your body losing its balance and falling on where it used to lay. "No..."

Hot tears continuously poured out from your eyes as you let out an anguished cry. Cursing and cursing as if it's gonna do anything instead make you look less pathetic as your fingers dug on the velvet carpet that led to the abandoned altar.

And when you've exhausted your voice and your tears, anger overcame you next.

"You really are evil just like they say..." you spat out as your reddened eyes went to him.

How can you be so blind?

"Evil?Monster?Is that what you think, my love?" he mused as his voice tinged with malice with every step of his boots towards you. "Very well then, if I can't change your mind. If you really see me ad a monster, then wish granted.

Slowly, his formed morphed into something monstrous as giant wings erupted from his back and lethal claws emerged from his hands and feet.

Slowly you watched in fear as he transformed into a tall dark dragons, smoke billowing from his nostrils. You tried to shield your eyes from the dust that gathered around you, the guest on the side not so lucky as they were blown off to the trees, the sound of screams and broken bones piercing your ears like nails to a board.

From behind your crossed arms, you could barely make out Lilia who stood calmly under a green bubble in the altar, Silver and Sebek by his side.

He mouthed something when his eyes met yours.

I. Warned. You.

A loud roar shook the heavens and your attention was once more on Malleus.

" I AM NO LONGER CATERING TO YOUR SELFISH WHIMS, HUMAN." he began. "LISTEN WELL. YOU WILL GO BACK TO THE ALTAR. YOU WILL MARRY ME. AND YOU SHALL BEAR MY CHILDREN."

Against your better judgement, you fought back, spitting out the dust in your mouth. " I REFUSE TO BE YOUR QUEEN!"

ROOOAARRRRRRR!!!

The ground shook and the band on your finger began to burn fiercely." Ah! "

Vines of thorns erupted from the grown and wrapped itself around your limbs, putting you in pain that you've never experienced before. The sharp thorns tore through your dress as pierced your flesh, and the wedding gown began to sport sploches of red that grew bigger and bigger as it wound itself tighter.

" IF YOU CANNOT ACCEPT BEING MY QUEEN. MY EQUAL. THEN YOU SHALL BE TREATED BELOW ME. FOR NOW ON AND FOREVER MORE YOU SHALL BE MY PRISONER."

With that being the last thing you've heard, your body succumbed to the pain and you fell.

Fell into a sleep you didn't know if you'll ever awaken, too.

🐲🐲🐲

Maybe that was better, to be honest, better than waking up to two babes sucking on your breast for milk while their father stood by the side carrying a toddler who looked uncannily like you. And then when you turned your head, there was the other child in Lilia's lap, happily tugging on his locks.

You closed your eyes.

There was no more will to fight left in your body.

This is your family now.

Your new home.

A/N: Sorry for the grammatical errors if you ever find some, sometimes I type too fast I skip a word or two and/or misspell some.

Anyways, I hope y'all like it, leave a comment for your thoughts please. It helps the motivation grow ♥

Yandere TWST Azul Ashengrotto, Riddle Rosehearts, Malleus Draconia and Leona Kingscholar hcs to darling speaking coldly to them

TW: Yandere, Toxic Relationship, Abuse, if you want me to put more warnings or/and tags let me know!

Anon requested: Good day for u!! Can u do a headcanon with Yandere Azul, Riddle, Malleus and Leona when MC speaks coldly: “You can control me. What I do, what I say, how I physically feel… But you will not control who I love. And that will never be you.”, please??? Could u grant that wish to that poor potato?

EVERYTHING FOR YOU MY SWEET POTATOOOOO!!!

Azul Ashengrotto

He is surprised, to say the least. Azul didn’t expect darling to be that courages to say that to his face without fear in their eyes.

Also, Azul is totally the type of yandere that wants to have full control over his darling, and he doesn’t like it when they act independently. It’s both for feeling power and being proud of what he is doing

So, while in a way he’s proud of darling, obviously it’s not like they are going to not be punished because of what they said. They hurt him, you know?

He’ll smirk during the entire time darling is talking, and then having this fake smile while his eyes are like predator ones. Darling can feel the anger just by looking at him for like five seconds

Then he would act like an asshole. Azul, smiling, is gonna apologized and then says the cruelest things to darling still smiling happily. And it’s not straight-up cruel things, it’s all implied

Azul wants darling to cry for what they said to him, it’s part of the punishment. They deserve it. And after they cry Azul would cuddle them, whispering into their ear that it’s not his fault if they believed that for a moment that they had control

Azul is smart, he knows that what darling said is true, but that doesn’t mean that he’s gonna acknowledged that. Not at all.

Azul, being insecure, he will try his best to show darling that he is the best choice over anyone else. Why should they fall in love with somebody else if Azul is already with them and he’s perfect? Who else is better? No one. All they can choose anyway is Azul, so it’s not like they have the right

In fact, even just to make fun of them, Azul will be constantly around darling; acting like a loving, caring boyfriend. Just to give them the illusion that he isn’t a bad boyfriend, to make darling feel guilty

He will ask the twins to say stuff that puts him into a good light if you constantly say something it must be true, right? Right?

Azul was already really strict and controlling with how much darling was able to get in touch with other people, but after that, they aren’t able to get in touch with anyone without Azul knowing. He won’t let them talk about everything without Azul approval

If darling was feeling like they were trapped into a spider web, now they really are trapped into one.

Riddle Rosehearts

Don’t expect him to be calm. Simply, do not. In any way possible.

I should applause darling for just having the guts to tell Riddle this. Because how much courage do you need to say this stuff to him, knowing full well what his reaction is gonna be?

The worst part is that he stay in silence for a few minutes. His face and pose are calm. Basically a “calm before the storm” and boy if that storm is gonna be horrible.

In a moment, everything changes. Riddle face becomes red from anger, his whole body just screams “anger”. And his voice? I hope darling isn’t scared by people screams, because Riddle is not gonna stop soon.

Riddle at the moment all he can feel is anger, and whatever he does it’s just out of how much he is feeling. He’s hurt, disappointed, sad, and, obviously, angry. It’s just so much at once.

He will lock up darling in his room after all the screaming that he did, but he won’t talk to them. Riddle will only give them food (but not that much, it’s part of his punishment), but nothing else.

Riddle is the type of yandere who totally believes that darling is in love with him, and maybe he won’t fully get what darling is talking about “control”. For him he isn’t controlling them, he just helping!

So hearing darling say that it’s like a slap on his face. Riddle can’t exactly understand everything they said, but somehow he understands that… This isn’t right. That they did something wrong, but he doesn’t know what.

For a few days Riddle would be very silent but like a bomb ready to explode. Everything can put him into the edge and poor Trey had to work much harder than usual, but he doesn’t dare to ask what’s wrong, sometimes ignorance is a bliss

Riddle will try to be a little bit looser with his rules for darling, even showing his “weak” side to them, in order to get them to love him more. It’s not like Riddle gets what darling really wants, but he doesn’t want to lose them either.

He is simply much more bearing with everything, almost begging darling to not go away with his cries, after he screaming at them for hours, and pleading. He doesn’t really get it in the end.

Continuar lendo

I’m gonna cry

S/n: mother look I took this just for you!

MC: Thank you my dear, I love You

S/n: I Love You too mama. . . Jeje. . .

Malleus: I wonder if he is having a good dream...?

Sorry not sorry but this baby boi has to much angst to explore.

Explain: Malleus make a dream for his only son where his mother (MC) say how much she love him. After MC tell the truth about how he kidnap her.

This cute boi is from the fanfic of @tri3tri who has so much talent.

Now if you excuse I gonna cry in My corner.

1. Hi there! I read the yand!Malleus x MC and S/N works, and well, I thought, when S / N is an NRC student and, if your best subject is alchemy? Every time he is on vacation, he tries to talk to his mother, talking about alchemy classes and for the first time, MC seems to be interested! S/N is thrilled and happy, not even realizing how much his mother is too interested in the poison of eternal sleep, whose only cure is the kiss of true love.

Forbiddance

Don’t worry, your English is very good! Also, I could’ve sworn I had another ask related to this, but it was accidentally deleted ig.

You’d always been a bit too interested in chemistry, specifically the sleeping poison. [s/n] didn’t think too much about it, of course. He just thought you were simply curious about how the poison worked given the famous story about the sleeping princess. Granted, she was cursed after touching a spindle, but the solution to both situations were still the same: a true love kiss.

Romantic, but also heartbreaking because the person might not be… what they’d expected.

Because the heart couldn’t lie, could it? Even if your mouth said otherwise, your true desire would always betray you in the end.

“… It didn’t work.” Malleus whispered to the quiet room, his huge frame looming over your sleeping figure. The fire illuminated your serene face while your chest rose and fell gently. Your fingers were intertwined on your stomach, the black nails reflecting the green flame. It was probably the most peaceful expression [s/n] had ever seen from you.

“It didn’t work.” he repeated as if trying to process the oddity, as if trying to ask them why it didn’t work.

And they couldn’t answer, or rather, refused to.

After all, nobody would want to anger their own king, anyway.

“Malleus,” Lilia, always the mediator, stepped forward. “maybe you should take a break–”

“She won’t wake up, Lilia!” [s/n] unconsciously flinched at Malleus’ booming voice. “What makes you think a break can change everything?!”

Lilia inhaled deeply, trying not to let the tension consumed him as well.

“You’re irritated, Malleus.” he stated matter-of-factly. “She can’t feel your sincerity if your mind isn’t in the right place. A short rest should be able to calm you down.”

Malleus huffed an incredulous laugh whilst putting a hand on his forehead. “So, you’re telling me that I should rest while [Name], my wife, is in coma…?”

“It’s just like what I said,” Lilia explained calmly, probably used to handle his outburst. “she can’t feel your sincerity if your mind isn’t in the right place. Nothing good will ever come if you’re rushing it.”

The ancient fae slowly approached him and patted his slouching shoulder. “Give it a time, at least. [Name] won’t go anywhere, I promise.”

“But what if…” Malleus murmured pitifully, his voice trembling as if on the verge of crying. [s/n] could only frown and look away, unable to bring himself to witness his father’s vulnerability. He shouldn’t be here, anyway. He should’ve probably been in jail right now, or isolated in his room.

Because he didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as you after everything he’d done to you.

He couldn’t even defend himself when Malleus fumed and shook his shoulders roughly, because what was the use? What was the point of denying the truth? What was the point of denying the guilt that pierced his heart, especially when he spotted Malleus’ glassy eyes?

Malleus truly loved you, enough until he nearly wept at the sight of your comatose person.

… But you didn’t love him. Not even repeated attempts of kissing your slightly parted lips were enough to arouse you.

And that fact ripped [s/n]’s eyes open and punched him in the gut.

“What if it still won’t work…?” Malleus sniffled. “What if… what if she’s bound to sleep forever?”

[s/n] silently tensed. No…

“We’ll find a way.” Lilia reassured him, but even that didn’t sound too convincing. Because what if it was true? What if you wouldn’t wake up anytime soon? What if you never got the happy ending like the princess did?

What if you died in your sleep instead?

[s/n] slowly clenched his hands, shaking his head in denial. No… no, he refused to let it happen. He refused to let you die. There had to be a way, the right person to your ‘true love’. You might not love Malleus, but [s/n] forbade you from leaving your husband.

He forbade you from leaving him, because he needed you.

Even if you never realized it, even if you chose to ignore it, [s/n] would always love you.

Because that was the only thing he could do: loving you from afar.

“May… may I try it?”

Both faeries whipped their heads towards him who had been cornering himself in the corner of the room during the whole process. To say they were surprised was an understatement, however...

“And you think you can reverse the curse?” Malleus inquired as he squinted, and [s/n] understood.

He understood why he’d feel that way. He’d poisoned you, after all, even if it was due to your request – even if he was innocent in the matter. He was only lucky that Malleus didn’t try to kill him the second he caught him standing dumbly near your body because he was his son.

It didn’t mean Malleus forgive him, though, and he knew. He accepted it wholeheartedly, but he’d be damned if he didn’t try at least once. It might not work, because what were the chances of you loving him back?

Still, it didn’t hurt to try, right…?

“I’ll try.”

It wasn’t a satisfying answer, and [s/n] knew. But nobody would know for sure until he hesitantly approached you and stood on the bedside.

They could only hope that it worked, because if not, then they didn’t know what they should do next.

[s/n] gingerly caressed your forehead, relishing its smoothness against his fingers. How long had he been longing for this moment? How long had he been wishing to touch you like he touched Malleus?

How long had he been praying for you to touch him like Malleus touched him?

Cupping your left cheek, [s/n] slowly bent down and kissed your forehead deeply, earnestly, lovingly. And when he closed his eyes to deepen the already profound kiss, a few drops of tears unknowingly seeped through his lashes and dripped against your eyelids. They trickled down your cheek and stained the mattress below, almost looking as if you cried.

And you fluttered your eyes open.

“[Name]…!” [s/n] heard his father shrieked behind him. Malleus rushed to the bedside and lifted your limp body against him, hugging you as tightly as he could. “[Name], you woke up. You finally woke up! I’m so glad. So, so glad…”

[s/n] could only watch and smile bitterly as Malleus buried his face on the crook of your neck and sobbed, dampening your dress.

And he forced himself to ignore the tears that rolled down from your hollow eyes as if lamenting your resuscitation.

Because he forbade you to leave them.

Invidious

Tw: Manipulation

Malleus didn’t get jealous easily.

… Not anymore, at least.

However, it was only natural to feel that way when your fiancée liked someone else, right?

Malleus might not be very sensitive to people’s emotions, but he’d known enough – seen enough – to conclude that you favored Silver more than him.

Yes, his own ward. His trusted retainer and one of his loyal knight.

The human boy among his circle.

Your face always brightened whenever you spotted him in the same room or merely passing by, as if his presence alone was enough to cheer you up. A speck of blush would taint your cheeks whenever you got a chance to speak to him, and you’d wilt slightly whenever he ended the conversation to do his duties. You always gave your entire attention to him, while being rather half-hearted whenever you interacted with Malleus.

He knew that the only reason why you bothered to talk to him was because of the engagement; this political engagement your parents forced you to agree for the sake of strengthening the relation between his and your kingdom. If not, then you’d definitely scamper off to Silver and trail behind him all day like a lovesick puppy.

And it irked Malleus.

What did Silver have that he didn’t? He wasn’t a royalty, let alone a king. He was just a knight, a servant. Someone who he could easily dispose of had he was a cruel man. A human whose strength was inferior compared to his.

And yet, you looked at him like he was your whole world; like he was your future husband.

“Silver.”

Today was just another day where Malleus caught you chatting with Silver again, and another day where his mood instantly soured at the sight of your radiant face.

The said boy flinched slightly and swiveled, bowing. “Your Majesty.”

“Please leave us alone.”

Silver readily complied and left the living room, not even sparing a glance at your slightly outstretched hand. The butler immediately prepared another cup of warm tea for him as Malleus settled down beside you, face sullen.

“You seem to be friendly with him.” he remarked, lifting the cup and its saucer. He sipped the tea, lime green eyes peering at your somewhat flustered expression. “Do you like him, perhaps?”

Of course, he already knew the answer. But he just wanted to see whether you’d be honest with him, with your fiancé.

“I…” you stammered, fidgeting with your gloves. The apples of your cheeks grew warmer the longer you hesitated. “I, well… Of course, I like him. He’s a nice guard.”

He raised a skeptical brow. “Is that it?”

You nodded and pursed your lips, trying to repress the smile that threatened to bloom at the thought of the guard.

“I see…”

Malleus unconsciously gripped the handle of the cup, darkness shrouded his eyes. Of course, you’d try to downplay your crush towards Silver. It’d be no good if someone, especially him, realized that you harbored feelings for another man.

Although he already knew, anyway.

Which is why…

“I’ve decided to advance the wedding date.”

You whipped your head towards him, almost gaping at his abrupt declaration. “W-what do you mean?”

“You heard me.” He peered at you darkly, challenging you to oppose him. “I’ve decided to make the wedding occur this Sunday.”

Malleus stared at you as you moved your mouth, trying to form a word. He knew you didn’t agree with his decision, and he knew it was quite unceremonious.

But if he followed the schedule, then it’d just give you more time to develop those pesky feelings for his ward.

“B-but why…?” you finally stammered, still in disbelief.

Malleus slowly squinted. “Because you like Silver, don’t you? As in, romantically.”

Your breath hitched, and he knew he was right, as painful as it was to admit it. However, it also gave him the satisfaction knowing that he’d caught you red-handed.

“I…”

“It’s useless to lie to me.” Malleus dismissed your apology coldly. “I know everything, so don’t even think about trying again. Unless, of course, you want our families to learn about this…?”

You looked up to his frigid eyes fearfully. “You won’t…”

“Who knows?” he retorted smoothly. “All I know is that it won’t be my fault if people recognize you as a ‘cheater’. And you know how detrimental it’ll be to your family’s reputation.”

You began to tremble in the couch, already imagining the scenario. The look of disappointment from your parents, the disparaging glances from your people, and the revolting stare from his family.

“… Do you want that to happen, Lady [Name]?” Malleus drawled, ensuring that every word was embedded in your mind; the consequences that’d entail if you disobeyed him. When you slowly shook your head, he smiled and lifted your chin. “Then, do as I say, alright?”

“I…”

“I forgive you this time, but I won’t be so kind next time.” He gripped your jaw in his gloved hand, hating yet relishing the terrified look in your eyes. “Do you understand me, my love?”

Blank Canvas.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Yandere Malleus, Broken F!MC, mentions past abuse and character death. 15+

Is it a fleeting dream or a nightmare? You hold the one dearest to you but her face is blank, blank like the dark night sky with no stars in it. An empty canvas with no expression, but potential for you to create one expression? Or as many as you please?

Can you draw on your canvas? turn it into whatever you want, and be pleased with the final result?

He feels like there is nobody like you.

You are his one and only one.

Even if your expression is blank, your face no longer showing emotion after being broken down so many times. Could he dye you back to normal?

You were his pretty little thing, a sweet woman who unfortunately refused to be by his side and used all means necessary to avoid him. You were his property, his doll. His little dress-up thing which he happily came to torture night after night, To the point where you were broken down and desensitized to anything he did. Getting far too used to him and his cruelty, your face remained blank and unfazed whenever he did something. Sure, you’d shed a few tears and cry here and there, but aside from that you were like a soulless being, a body moving around with no purpose in life, and without a drop of ambition.

He sighs, frustration getting to his head as he observes your blank face at the dining table.

It’s been a month, and yet he hasn’t made any progress in turning you back to normal. You used to be so lively and cute, trembling and afraid of him to the point where you’d burst intotears whenever he did as little as touch you.

Why can’t you just go back to being the way you were? What was this nightmare that you were making him live in? Your current state was both a dream, and a haunting nightmare. Your eyes were cold, slowly boring into his as you stared at him.

He started hating it.

A fleeting dream would be one where you finally submit to him the way that you did now, But a nightmare was your current state. Your blank stare, unfazed demeanour, lifelessness. You no longer had a spark to you, and he was getting mad.

Why didn’t you just go back to how you used to be? You were so fun back then.

Even if you always tried to run away from him and you made him angry. You were way better back then, than you were right now.

He glares at you, his eyes reflecting his fury as you remain quiet, not uttering a single word to him.

The atmosphere was heavy, your doll-like painted face looking glum as you reached for one of the peaches on the table.

He drank his wine, making the flame of the candle dim and flicker as he abruptly set his glass down.

He got up, refusing to look at you for even another moment as he made his way out of the dining room and walked back to his chambers.

He’ll find a way to turn you back to normal sooner or later… All he needed to do right now was be patient. Patience is key, a key which he very much needed so that he wouldn’t rip your throat out. You annoyed him far too much, and seeing you first thing in the morning started turning into an unpleasant sight..

As much as he loves you, You are getting boring.

And he doesn’t like boring things. If he can’t paint you back to how you originally were and return the spark back to your lifeless eyes, then he’d have to get rid of you.

As he walks through the hallways, passing maids and servants he considers that.

What if he got rid of you? Could he get rid of you? His heart feels heavy and about to shatter just by thinking of it.

He couldn’t simply throw you away… you meant so much to him.

His twisted head and his lost heart argued, one trying to reason that you had become useless, a broken, lifeless ragdoll. Meanwhile the other tried to remind him of just how much he loves you, what he’d done for you, where he took you.

All of his twisted feelings were being doubted and questioned.

On one hand, if it weren’t for his cruel treatment towards your fragile little female mind and body, You would be normal. On the other, It’s your fault for being so weak and boring him.

You shouldn’t have changed.

This whole situation was your fault, and your fault only.

You seduced him, Tempted him into falling in love with you by wearing those skimpy little skirts that showed your legs, and revealed too much of your body.

You were at fault.

He was innocent.

He simply fell victim to your provocations, and because of you he was miserable right now.

He clenched his fists, his resentment towards you only growing as he picked up the old school-photo of you from NRC.

Back in Night Raven College you were nice, you were fun.

Now, You’re neither of those.

In a fit of anger, he throws your framed picture at the wall, shattering its glass frame into pieces.

He should get rid of you.

It’s the only thing that would make him happy.

Yes.

He can’t paint a blank canvas if the canvas had tears.

His only option was to throw it away, and throw it away he chooses to do.

You still sit in the dining room when he returns, and you only look back at him because you heard him slam the doors.

Your eyes don’t look afraid at his raged state, in fact you almost look pleased with yourself.

He grabs your arm in his tight hold, dragging you toward one of the castle’s highest towers as he contemplates just what to do with you.

He could slit your throat open, throw you off the tower and watch you plunge to your death, or he could burn you in his green flames.

All options appeal to him, as in his crazed state he digs his fingers into your skin, His nails sharp like claws drawing blood from you. His hold on you is relentless as he drags you up the stairs, like a broken toy about to be abandoned in the attic.

When he flings the doors open, your body flinches.

The air in the tower was freezing cold, making you shudder as it chilled you to the bone. For a moment he stops, It’s as if he realizes that you are indeed not a lifeless doll and can still feel things. His mind wavers, and he considers bringing you back down because there was still hope for you to return to normal.

His stubbornness however, quickly pushes that train of thought to the side. He tried everything he could to bring you back to normal. He beat you, burned you, strangled you, and let you be free… Nothing worked.

He pushes you into the dark cold room roughly, making you fall and scrape your knees against the floor's hard stone.

He can’t find it in himself to kill you despite his earlier resolve, so he’ll leave you.

And leave you he does.

He shuts the heavy doors behind him and locks them, leaving you alone in the cold room of the highest tower in the castle to die.

Malleus has no regrets in finally getting rid of you…

Until his crazed mind comes back to his senses and he returns, finding you dead a mere day later.

Sketching at 3 in the morning :)👌

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It became a new wip (comic) I'm working on right now where groom will finally have a head

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Sketching at 3 in the morning :)👌

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