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Leona x reader

Reader: Gender-neutral/not mentioned

Word count: 1k

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I hurried to my laptop when I saw the request. ;; I was so excited.

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“Gahh! [Name], can’t you go a bit easy on me?” Ace screeches, backing up as far as he could. But when his back touches the cold wall, he gulps. This, he knows, could be his end and starts mentally praying hard to the Great Seven to save him, begging fearfully to let him live– to see another day– to see his brother and the rest of his family once more. He promises to be a good boy and behave, following Riddle’s rules down to the last.

“I haven’t done anything to you yet?” You feigned a pout of hurt, drawing closer to the first year. He slumps down to the ground. This was his end, he believed. “Deuce, do something!!” He begs his fellow first year and dorm mate who watched idly by. “Sorry. Nope. No can do.” Deuce himself was terrified of this sadistic side of you and was internally grateful that you had chosen Ace and not him.

“Aw, come on.. I just need you to drink this for me..” You shake a vial of questions in front of his face, leaning your upper body forward. “Look, I won’t even make you drink all of it! Please?” Were it the first couple of experiments, he would have gladly taken it and swallowed it whole, but now..? “Nuh-uh. No way in hell!” Ace refuses. “Why don’t you go ask Deuce? He looks willing!”

You stop and blink owlishly before looking over your shoulder. “Deuce?” You gave him the best of your puppy eyes– but you do wonder if it ever works. “W, what!? Me!? No, I don’t!” Deuce denies, now the one backing away when you have straightened up. “Help a magicless student out, please?”

After Deuce had once more refused, you let out a defeated sigh. You just don’t understand why they were afraid of you. This time, you were sure you had followed the instructions carefully down to its last step, but if the result looked like something that neither Ace nor Deuce wanted to drink, you were sure you had failed again. You thought that potion making would be one of the easier subject for you since all it you had to do was follow instructions– and you are pretty sure you are good at following instructions– but it turned out to be a challenge instead.

“I’m going to fail this class..” You sobbed, though there were no tears to back it up and your figure drooped. Nevertheless, Ace- once he stood up from the ground- and Deuce felt awfully bad. “Hey, why don’t we do something to clear up your mind? Maybe you’re just stressed out to focus,” Ace suggests, grinning widely.

You look back at him and pretty soon, you smile. “Sure! What do you have in mind?” You straighten up, looking like yourself again. “We can play ball? That always does the trick!” he suggests. You raise a brow, your face giving off the question of ‘really?’. Sweating and running around and being competitive? “Thanks but no thanks,” you say, making your way to the other side of the room where the rest of the lab coas were hanged, and hanging your own.

“Oh! Then why not go on a run?” Deuce lights up when he suggests. “You know what they say, running always clears the mind!” “It’s a nice offer, but I’m just not into that,” you reject once again. “Well, I guess I’ll just–” Your words were cut short when out of the corner of your eyes, you saw a tail past by the door. An all too familiar tail.

You quickly peaked your head out of the door. Seeing your eyes light up and your demeanor changing to one of that of an excited child, the two first years walked to the door– where you were already hurriedly walking out.

“Leona-san!” You had called out from behind, getting the lion to stop and look behind. “Oh, herbivore, what are you doing just coming out of class?” he asks. “I was doing some testing.. I’m kind of failing at potion making..” You look down embarrassingly.

But you then realized something that made you look up at the man standing in front of you. “Wait, what are you doing inside the school’s building, Leona-san?” you asked, kind of surprised to see him out and about in the halls and not taking a nap somewhere, especially since classes have ended long ago.

“I was looking for Ruggie since he wasn’t answering my call,” he answered, seeming annoyed thinking about it. “O, oh.. Um.. Is it something I can do instead?” you ask, doe-eyed as you wait for him to speak. Leona takes a while to answer, eyes judging you before making a verdict. “I guess it can.. But I don’t want your pretty little head running around for me,” he said, softly smiling and patting your head– well, it was more like just placing a hand on top of your head and just leaving it there.

You felt a little disappointed that he doesn’t want to receive your help, but pushed the feeling aside when you heard him sigh and grumble a bit to himself under his breath. “Well, he’s probably gonna show up at any moment now so I’m heading back,” he muttered, scratching his head, not sure if it was for you to hear or just him speaking to himself.

“Well, I’ll see you around, herbivore.” He pats your shoulder before going back to where he originally came from, down the hall.

Ace and Deuce, who were watching the ordeal, saw him coming and quickly duck backed inside the classroom until he passed. Once he was gone, they peaked their heads back out to see that you were still standing on the same spot, back towards them.

They looked at each other with a raised brow and silently agreed at how different you acted whenever Leona was around. “Damn, they’re weird,” Ace whispers, to which Deuce nods in agreement, eyes on you.

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Ch. 1 - The Beginning of an End

Malleus Draconia x reader

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He didn’t come to the room last night either..

It’s been six days— yes, just six— since you last saw your husband. Although to you, it felt like it was more than that. No, he hasn’t gone off to anywhere else in this godforsaken world, he’s just.. Well, somewhere in this large castle. You heaved a weak sigh as one single thought came to your head: Malleus Draconia.. Your heart thumps just a tad bit faster. Even without knowing who he was, just the name alone sounds frightening. Fortunately and unfortunately, you were well acquainted with that name and have had many yet brief conversations. 

He was the prince of the Valley of Thorns, the only successor to the throne but most importantly, he was none other than.. “My husband..” You muttered underneath your breath. The clicking of the heels abruptly stop as you shudder on the spot at that name. 

It was honestly unbelievable how you went from a lowly daughter of a combat baron (the lowest rank in nobility) to be the wife of a prince, essentially making you a princess. 

Nevertheless, whether you are now a princess of a very powerful kingdom, your relationship with your husband was essentially.. Nonexistent. Well, other than mere business relationships you both have. In fact, it was strictly business that he did not show up in the chambers the night of your wedding. You can’t fault him, however, since you did not want to be wedded to him either. He must be disgusted with me.. You believed that to be true since once again, you were just a baron’s daughter with probably below average looks. Rarely had noble men would throw themself at you willingly.

Whatever, you should not let those thoughts get into your head and get you into low spirits. You had a history lesson to catch and that’s what you should be focusing on right now. What has been done is done and you can’t sulk about your nonexistent love life and your continued nonexistent relationship with Malleus. 

You sigh and continue in your steps. Looking at the decorated walls of the castle, you would occasionally find portraits. Of whom? You could only presume that it was none other than the royal family and those who came before. There weren’t many new faces within these paintings, that much you noticed. No doubt in your mind that it’s because despite the kingdom being around for so long, they have only a few monarchs because one monarch could reign for centuries on the throne. 

You tried looking for your husband’s portraits but so far, you’ve only managed to find two: one was a stand-alone painting and the other was with his grandmother. In neither portrait was he smiling. Now thinking about it, you don’t recall him smiling on your wedding day too.. Just how cold is this guy? You had a pensive look, bringing a finger to your chin. He doesn’t meet me in the room and he doesn’t even smile.. Is he aloof to everyone around him? You were now doubting if he’d be fit to be king in the future. 

Ah. You probably shouldn’t be thinking that way of your husband. If he knew, you’d most likely be stripped of your title as princess and sent back home where you’ll most likely have to face Her Majesty in the queen’s court back home. “Heh.. I don’t want that..” You itch your cheek, sweat dropping at the mere thought. You've only met her once— when she was congratulating you on your marriage— and just as the rumours had said, she was beautiful, yet held a menacing aura of authority. But I guess that’s normal if she’s queen..

“Princess.” Snapping you out of your continued, meaningless thoughts, a voice from just further down the hall had caught you off guard. You look ahead and see that one of the doors had opened and that somebody was standing there, most of their body seen and what could not be was hidden by the large, oak door. “I had been waiting a while for you. Don’t you understand that my time is precious to be on wait for you?” The person— er, fae— was wearing glasses and had her hair up in a tight bun. Her outfit was almost like that of a butler’s, having a tailcoat, but instead of uniformed pants, it was a pencil skirt. She had an air of authority and seemed to always look down on you. 

“Tch. You humans really are so clueless..” She mumbles under her breath and from the distance you were in, you couldn’t hear her. However, you did see the sharp look of disdain on her face before telling you to hurry up and to get inside the library. It was where you had your history lessons after all. 

“Honestly, what do you take us for?” She speaks her mind once you sit down on your seat across from her. “You will be at the prince’s side; instead of daydreaming, learn about this country’s history and its citizens, will you?” She snaps and slams a heavy book on the table in front of you. You stiffened, heart beating fast at the fright. “Sorry, but I’m only late by 3 minutes..” You sweat dropped at her angry, wide arm gestures as you defend yourself. 

“THREE!? My time is precious. How many—“ At that moment, you learned to tune her out once you’ve ascertained she was going to go on and rant to your face. Since day one, you’ve established that she didn’t like you very much despite you trying your best to be polite and flatter her. She would nitpick every little mistake she had seen in you even though she wasn’t an etiquette teacher. When she does, she’d talk for hours, essentially wasting time that could have been spent on learning. On a good day, she will glare daggers at you and then continue on with the lecture or rant for half an hour.. 

That’s the thing. There was never a good day for her. 

At this point, it was best to drop the flowery words saved for her and just let her rant endlessly. 

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“Will the prince be joining for dinner today?” You ask to no one in particular, letting either of these maids stationed in the dining hall answer. When there wasn’t an answer, you assumed that it was a no and that they had decided to not answer to the likes of you whenever you asked. You wanted to sigh, honestly, at the lack of a response. 

So there you were, only hearing the sound of your own cutlery as you took small bites of your meal. It wasn’t because you weren’t hungry, but you were sure that these maids will have something to gossip about in scorn later should you make an error. Even if you were new to the country and their customs may be different, you were well learned to know that servants shouldn’t be treating someone of status, especially such as yourself, in such a manner. Alas, you could only resign yourself to just let bygones be bygones. 

If you were to scold them, your name will surely be the talk amongst nobles for a long while, most likely saying how you will be a spiteful queen. Your reputation would only go from bad to worse, seeing as a ‘mere’ human is lecturing creatures like them. 

You kind of miss your home and your father.. Even if it was just you two left, everyday was a cherishable time. Even with these short days that felt like that’s been dragging its seconds a bit too long, you find yourself reminiscing the life you left behind a little bit too much despite only having gone to your new forever home just short of a few days ago. 

… “I’ll be going to my room now.” You dab your mouth with a cloth napkin just in case you had any of the dinner smeared on your face and stood up. Whatever was left of your dinner was promptly cleaned off the table and thrown into the bin. 

I could really use a warm bath today.. You walked the somewhat familiar halls thinking to yourself. Today felt eventful even though the most stressful thing was only dealing with these gossiping faes and the headache they give you. You were excited to dip yourself in a warm tub full of nice smelling body oil and stay in there until the water got cold. Even without anyone being there, a smile forms on your lips with an almost quiet giggle. 

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“Kufufu, are you sure this is what you’ve decided on doing?” Unbeknownst to you, crimson-coloured eyes bore into your figure. It was dark, that much was true since it was way past the time for the sun to be out, but the moon could outline the silhouette of a man. The only thing that could be comparable to the moon’s light at that moment were the strikingly deep colour of his eyes that illuminated even more in the dark. He stares at you from another window on a higher floor just across yours, breaking out in a smile and a light chuckle. The only thing keeping you two apart other than those walls and windows was the courtyard built in between. “She’s quite cute. I’d hate to leave such a pretty thing alone for so long without her husband.” 

Those same focused eyes break away from your form after speaking to a much taller man beside him that had piercing green eyes that outshined the moon— much like the prior’s. He says nothing to the short male but continues to stare at you. “Hmm, now that I think about it, she’s around Silver’s age, yes?” The shorter one continued on talking, putting a finger on his chin. “Don’t you think they’d be good friends?” 

The one who he was talking to seems to be ignoring him and poor he who has come to a conclusion that his companion is off in his thoughts to be paying attention to him. He sighs. “It’s been almost a week since she’s last seen and talked to you,” he points out carefully, doing a gesture as if he was shrugging but his arms stayed hovering in the air for a bit before dropping it completely to his side, “I know humans have a short lifespan, unlike our kind, but I do not believe that you’ll be able to go all her life not speaking to her just as you had planned. It would do no good to the plan of strengthening our relations with the humans.”

“She’s afraid of me.” At last, his tall companion speaks. “The first meeting.. And the day of the wedding.. When she looked at me, I saw fear in her eyes.”

Again, the short man sighs. “That is to be expected, Malleus. She is, after all, a human. You know how they are– they fear things that are unknown to them but if you’d just try, I’m sure she’ll warm up to you in no time–”

“But what if she doesn’t?” The prince finally tears his eyes away from you. “Lilia, are you certain that she’ll be fine having me as her husband?” He narrows his eyes, a bit of uncertainty was read in them. 

The male could only smile at him. “Do you trust me?” was all he asked, though cryptically. However, that was enough for Malleus to return his gaze, watching you disappear to your shared bedroom. Something swells in his heart, yet he does not know what. 

Once the door closes with a soft thud, he stands there for a while, silently watching at the door where you had just disappeared. He was often silent and staring off into the distance, but that didn’t mean his head was merely filled with air. Just a moment earlier, his heart smiled a bit when he saw the small smile on your lips, happy to think that you might be finding life at the Valley not too hard. 

Only when coming to a silent agreement made in his head, does he now turn his back away from the window. His robe flutters behind him, the sound of it heavy and rich, perfectly displaying his wealth. He walks deeper into the shadows– the unlit parts of the castle that the moon could not reach– and then promptly disappears with only the clacking of his heels making presence. 

Lilia stands by the window, watching as the young prince vanishes from his sight. He looks back at the hall you walked and the door you closed. A smile crosses his lips once more. His eyes became soft at a thought that will not be shared with anyone and for him to simply dwell on it. 

Now alone, he takes a deep breath in and breathing out of his mouth, his heart feeling lighter. He closes his eyes. “Oh my, it seems that age is catching up with me, kufufu,” he softly mutters, still smiling. He takes a bit of time for himself on this serene night before opening his eyes again. The small, yet meaningful smile warps to that of a big one with his eyes lighting up. Suddenly, the visage of a parent disappears from him entirely. 

He turns smoothly on his heels, heading to the same direction where Malleus had gone off too. “Ah, where is Silver? That boy, I hope he hasn’t fallen asleep somewhere unsafe..” With a merry smile, he leaves his spot from the window. 

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║Venti║ Messing Around

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Based on the video "Aether & Lumine Messing Around".

Word count: 400+

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You and the number one bard of Mondstadt have been at a sort of friendly fight with each other, making it impossible to let your guard down. If that were to happen, then the other would definitely do something. And if one were to attempt, then the other surely would do the same at a later time.

Making your way up to the highest point of Starsnatch cliff, you see Venti sitting on the grass, playing his lyre as the wind imitates his playing and humming. He looked so at peace and off guard that you took this as a chance to get back at him for his previous attempt of tickling you. Snickering, you silent made your approach from behind, and once at arms reach, you jumped on him and bit his shoulder hard, earning a yelp of surprise and pain.

"(Y-Y/N)!?" Venti holds on to his shoulder and stares at you with widened eyes. You pulled away and giggled. "Hehe, one point for me," you say, sticking out your tongue as you did the peace sign. It took the bard a while to process and realize what you meant before shooting back, "I'm going to get you next time, so don't you dare put your guard down."

You chuckled and rolled your eyes. "I'm not one to easily put my guard down like you, Venti," you say and made your sitting more comfortable beside him. He took one more glance and started playing his lyre again while humming a tune of old.

The melody was soothing and it made you drowsy. It didn't help that the wind was slowly brushing your eyelids to make it heavy, so when you gave up on trying to stay awake, you lay your head on the grass, using an arm as a pillow. It was truly a peaceful afternoon. Or so you thought.

Once the playing had stopped, you opened an eye to stare at the bard who was staring back at you. Your guard was down from the playing to know of what's to come next. Then, with a cheeky smile and giggle from him, he attacked you on the same spot you had bitten him on his shoulder. However, instead of a yelp, a moan came out of your mouth and the two of you stopped breathing for a while.

You shot up from the grass and the two of you just sat there in pure horror and awkwardness. Then, "I- it's not fair!" Venti stammers, avoiding your face entirely.

It surely was an awkward day for both of you.

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║Diluc║ Surprise!

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You didn't know how long you have been like this-- constant nausea, vomiting, feeling sick in the morning.. You honestly thought you were just sick until the day that Lisa invited you for tea.

"Are you sure you'll be alright?" Diluc asks, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, watching as you brushed your hair. You look at the mirror and at the redhead, and with a smile, you answered. "I'll be alright, really."

You could tell that Diluc wasn't buying it, concerned about your wellbeing as you have been feeling unwell for the past couple of days. "Relax, Diluc. I'm really okay, but if something ever happens to me, Lisa will be there," you say calmly and hope that he would loosen up. "And also," you turn to look over your shoulders, "I am one of the captains of the Knights of Favonius. I'm pretty strong if you ask me." You grin, pointing a thumb at yourself.

Diluc straightens himself from where he stood, a small smile adorning his charming face, and moves to where you were. Once close, he cups your face, making you turn your head, and place a kiss on your head.

"Of course," he says right after. You smiled and he brings his lips close to yours until they were touching. He pulls you closer, tangling his bare hands through your locks of hair.

However, that didn't last long and you were the first to pull away to Diluc's disappointment. "You can't trick me into staying, Diluc. I'm still going," you said and lightly laugh. "Fine. Go before I'll make you stay," he said and you laughed once more before standing up.

With a peck on his cheek, you left to go meet up with Lisa who was impatiently waiting on one of the tables situated right outside at the tea shop.

"(Y/N), why took you so long? I almost thought you had forgotten your promise," Lisa greets, crossing her legs one on top of the other. "Haha, sorry.." Was all you could say and took your seat across from her.

"Ah, never mind, as long as you're here, we can spend our day off together enjoying the fresh air," she said. "As much as I enjoy being around the library, it's quite stuffy."

"Although I can't relate with your duties as a librarian, I can understand how nice it is to take breaks from work," you said, beckoning a waitress over to get your order and thanking her once she has written all of your order.

"I knew you would understand, (Y/N)." She sighs, "I don't understand how Jean manages everything all at once.. I insisted that she should take a break today as well but she refuses."

"Well, she'll continue taking all that work until the Grand Master comes back from his expedition. There's no stopping her right now," you said.

"Anyway, enough about work. I don't want to talk about anything related to that as it will ruin my mood," Lisa said, soon bringing up Diluc into the conversation as a change of pace. "So~ How is Master Diluc?"

"Huh? Uh, he's doing well. Why the sudden interest?" you returned with a question, eyes travelling to the waitress that came back with your drink and sweets. It was around quarter to 11 in the morning so you thought that it was okay to eat something a little sweet, and even if it wasn't, Diluc wasn't around to pester you to not eat sugary things around this time.

"What? I can't ask how one of the bachelors of Mondstadt that was suddenly taken by a charming woman is doing?" she jokes, chuckling as she takes a sip of her tea. "You're making me embarrassed," you said, hiding your red cheeks behind your cup

"Haha, you're quite cute like that. I didn't think that the fiery captain could blush like this," she says, continuing to make you embarrass. "Lisa!" She laughs, but stops with her teasing.

You stuff your face with a macaroon, feeling the tingling feeling in your cheeks fading out. However, just one bite and you felt sick, almost vomiting. Oh no, not this again, you thought to yourself.

Lisa was quick to notice and stood up from her seat, making her way to you and resting a gentle hand on your back. "Hey, are you okay?" she asks, clearly showing her concerns.

You waft one of your hands in small motions while the other clutch your stomach, your posture hunching forward. "I'm alright.. I've been having morning sickness is all.."

That was it. That was all that was needed to be heard for the librarian to ask a question you never thought you would hear yourself in public. "(Y/N).. When was the last time you and Diluc have intercourse?"

Your body froze and blinked a couple of times before turning your head back to look at her. "Eh?"

She sighs and goes back to sit down. "I need you to answer my questions honestly, okay?" she says, cupping your hands in hers. "When was the last time you guys, you know, done it together?" she asks.

Your face became warm and pink fast. It was an embarrassing question and felt really uncomfortable to answer, but Lisa was quite serious about this. "W, well, uh, we did it a couple of times the past couple of weeks, I think..?" you gave a vague answer.

She asked a couple more questions before coming to a conclusion. A sigh escape her lips and she looks straight into your eyes. "(Y/N), you're pregnant," she finalize.

"Eh!?" Surprise was written all over your face. You look at your stomach, almost amazed that a human was growing inside you for the past couple of days without your knowledge.

"Well, are you going to tell him?" she asks after she set her cup down, finally able to relax now that the questioning was done with.

You thought about it, taking the long silence to think it through. You loved Diluc just as much as he loves you so there was really no reason to hide this from him. "Yeah, I will tonight." You smiled. But how would should you suprise him?

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Lisa told you that it would be best for you to go home and rest so here you were, in the comfort of yours and Diluc's home.

It would take another couple of hours for him to finish with work at the tavern, and with his Darknight Hero work, you estimated that he'll be back close to midnight. So, during that time, you were preparing the surprise.

You weren't the best at making clothes, seeing as you were a knight and not some housewife, so you got Adelinde's assistance. She was very excited to hear news that there would be an additional member of the family so she was more than happy to teah you.

"Master Diluc has been quite lonely since his father death and the separation with his brother," she spoke, cutting through the silence. "So when I saw how much he loved you, I was optimistic that he could find happiness again." You turn your head to look at the woman beside you and in turn, she looks at you, a smile gracing her face. You couldn't help but smile as well.

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It was close to midnight and you had taken your work upstairs in your shared bedroom, telling Adelinde to get some rest.

Happy that you were almost close to finishing the surprise, you put your focus on it that you didn't hear Diluc entering the room. He was about to call for you but seeing as you were so concentrated with something on your lap, he became curious and moved quietly to where you sat. He watches over your shoulder as you stitch the last few loose fabrics curiously.

"I did it!" You smiled, raising your work up to your eye level. "Oh? That looks cute, love," Diluc says from behind you. Your skin jumped at the sudden fright and turned your head back to the redhead. "D, Diluc!? When did you.." You reflexively hid the clothing behind you.

"I came not too long ago. I saw how invested you were so I did not bother you," he said. "Can I have a proper look at it?"

You bit your bottom lip. It was now or never. "Before that, let me get something first.." You moved away from the curious man and over to your bedside drawer, taking a small wooden sword that you had someone paint to look like the sword he wields and then going back to him.

"Here you go." You gave him the sword. He eyed it, clearly not sure what to say about it. You then raised the thing you were working so hard on the whole day and waited for any reaction from him. It was much like his close but one fit for a child.

"Did you do that all by yourself?" he asks, not sure where the conversation would lead to. "Well, Adelinde helped teaching me the basics but other than that, yes!"

"I see. Although that is quite impressive, what is it for?" This is when your smile grew wider. "Take a guess."

"Oh? No hints?" He tilts his head to the side. "Hm.. Well, someday a little someone will get to wear this."

Diluc stood there with his fingers hooked under his chin, thoughts drifting off to what little possibilities there could be, eyeing on the tiny clothes.

That didn't take long as a look of surprise took the place of his once calm face. He stares at you, mouth hung open. "(Y/N).. Are you..?" He couldn't form the words, mouth dry from the news.

You nod, biting your bottom lip, a bit nervous of what he was going to say next.

What took centuries was actually a few, long seconds of silence. Then, he surprises you with a hug so tight and warm. Relief washes over you as you returned the hug.

"Please tell me that this isn't a joke.." he whispers. "It isn't, I promise," you reassured and you felt his hug growing tighter, but not enough to actually suffocate you.

He pulls away not too long after, eyes a bit red from joyful tears. "How did you find out?" he asks with obvious excitement. "Lisa told me," you answered.

He pulled you into a long kiss, arms wrapped around your waist, and you returned it with the same amount of love.

"Thank you, for being my light," he said in a low tone, that was close to a whisper, once he broken the kiss. "And thank you for bringing in another angel." You giggled at that.

"I love you, Diluc," you said, loving eyes looking deep into his red, fiery eyes.

"I love you too."

~♡~

IM LATE AS HELL TO YOUR RESPONSE BUT—

ahem

past lilia that is much much taller? Also with long hair? I mean fae in their canon can change their appearance however they please soooooo 👀

AND WITH LONG HAIR HE COULD HAVE A MULAN MOMENT WHERE HE CUTS IT SHORT ONCES HE RETIRES!

him putting up his blades in favor of baby bottles? Being terrified of having to be a father to the next heir of the Valley of Thorns???

I can totally see him struggling to even know how to cook and be a good home maker…He’s been a soldier his whole life…something that heralded destruction and death and now he has this tiny fragile life that he has to nurture??

But seriously I believe that Lilia wasn’t a great parent at first, not for lack of trying or attention…more so just nerves and fear making him overbearing lmao

ok ok i’m gonna cut this short because these are just rambles rjxjejzjs but I hope you like these 👉👈

My love for Lilia never stops 💕💕

-Jonah🐉

OMG??? I LOVE YOUR BRAIN SO MUCH!! GIVE IT TO ME!! This is honestly so cute, especially about Lilia putting down the sword to become a father. I totally headcanon that he was a bit more stoic and aloof back in his 'terrifying general' days.

And you know what? I sometimes think that the reason he sucks at cooking must be related to his days on the battlefield since you know, out in war, there is barely time to rest and make yourself a good, warm meal. It is best to just grab whatever ingredients are in front of you (be it even rotten) and make do with it. My mother and (I think) my other father were in military camp together and they had to eat food with dirt on them during a little exam that preps them up for the field.

It warms to think how much he's come to become much more open and even break into jokes to laugh at. Family can sometimes be a wonderful thing like with Lilia in this case. It opened him up to familial love. ><

Thank you for rambling your thoughts with me. Please do more of it in the future if you have any!

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Lilia Vanrouge x Fem! reader

Warning(s): NSFW. Minors do no interact.

Just a short drabble.

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There you were, body pressed into the mattress doing your best to stifle a groan with a fae looking over at you with the most devlish smirk plastered on his face.

Lilia getting so hard for you so early in the morning and deciding to stuff that cute little cunny of yours would be the best thing to wake up to but not when you two had but a wink of sleep from last night's fiasco as well.

Your overstimulated body quivers and you hugged tightly on the pillow while he fucks into you while on your side harshly, trying hard not to make so much noises this early in the morning when the others are still sleeping. He raises your leg a bit higher to pound into you just right to feel the walls of your cunt squeeze him everytime he enters. His ragged breathing was close to your ear and you hear an airy chuckle. "Mm~? Is my little fairy crying?" He removes the pillow that you've been shoving your face into to quiet the sounds and felt wonderful to be a sadist at that moment, loving the tears that he is responsible for making from the love that he gave out. He licks the tears at the corner of your eyes and smirks against your face. He engulfs you in his arms and his bare front is pressed against your back. It was radiating warmth like you've never felt before. "You're so cute when you cry~"

His touch is electrifying with one hand groping your breast and the other teasing your body with light touches that trails from your thighs to your hip before going back down to repeat it's motion.

You mewl out his name and beg him. Beg for what, to stop or to help you with your own release that had been building up despite your legs having been numb long before? You're not sure, but you hoped that he would already come inside you already and make you feel full to make him stop numbing your legs. However, you don't think that that will be soon as he continues to tease and rile your body even more. He is clearly enjoying this so there is no way he'd stop now, not when he hasn't put how you contort your face at everytime he hits a certain spot into memory.

"Khehee, you're doing so good, little fairy."

"Just a little more for me~"

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Would you be willing to do a NSFW for Lilia where he gives a strip tease BAHAHDVBGHJD btw I’m 18+

Lilia Vanrouge x reader

Reader: Gender-neutral/not mentioned

Word count: 1.6k

All rights reserved. Do not steal/copy and paste and upload it anywhere.

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Note: Pspspspps, I love Lilia-san so much. DX I’m happy that he will officially be the first for NSFW request.

Sorry that it is late! My internet decided to cut out when I started writing it. >.< And sorry that this sounded rushed. I am also bad at writing sm*t so I'm sorry for the terrible writing.

Might edit it a little better later.

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Hot..

.. It was hot. The room was hot– you were hot.

It was dark with the exception of the moon’s light emitting from the room through what little gaps it could go through of the curtain. There was silence, saved for the loud, shallow breaths. You were in a daze, eyes hazy from what was happening to you and mouth hanging open slightly.

Hot and unsteady pants came from the person above you and a low chuckle could be heard soon after. “Fufufu, I haven’t done anything yet but you are completely under my submission..” Crimson eyes looked at you past the darkness, almost glowing. “But..” He draws closer to your ears, nose almost burying into your neck. “I don’t mind.”

A pleasant shiver ran down your bones and your heart tightened in delight as Lilia’s breaths tickled your skin. Slowly, Lilia’s hands reach up to your neck and- starting from there- trace down to your collarbone and stop at your uniform’s tie.

Your body tensed and your heartbeat raced a tad bit faster than what it already was as you waited for Lilia’s next move. Then, as if he was making it agonizingly slow on purpose, your tie came loose. His next moves were to unbutton your uniform, pressing light kissing on your neck. You groaned, half wanting him to speed up and half liking this slow pace.

With the last button undone, Lilia moves away from your neck and kisses your lips instead. His kiss contradicted his teasing actions not too long ago; his kisses were that of hunger and with immense lust. You kissed back, arms wrapping around his neck to bring him closer and deepen the kiss. Tongue swirled and fought around both of your mouths, but you both knew that Lilia was one with control.

A hand places itself at your abdomen and slowly crept upwards. His hand stopped at your neck and he pressed his thumb lightly on your neck, earning a moan from you. You felt warmth building up down below and you wished that Lilia would just forgo the foreplay.

Sensing the urgency, Lilia parts away from you, a thin string of saliva connecting both tongues. He smirks. “Fufufu, impatient now, are we, my dear?” His eyes narrowed and the corners crinkled in amusement. “Patience, my sweet. Amuse me with my foreplay, hm?” he said and chuckles when he sees you pout and practically begging him with your eyes.

He continues his little act, but this time, teasing you with a little show. “Now.. Why don’t I put on a show for you? Just one.” He was smirking devilishly when a puff of smoke came from nowhere and began to surround him. You were confused and felt a bit uneasy. What type of show was this? Your heart begins to pick up its pace when strands of hair brush your cheeks. You notice that they were much longer and the hands that rested at the sides of your head were much larger. When the smoke cleared you were faced with a much more masculine face. Your eyes widened in surprise, mouth hanging ajar.

“Surprised to see me like this? Fufufu, what a truly amusing look you have,” Lilia said. Seeing that you weren’t responding, he whispers into your ears. “If you continue to look at me like that, I might just eat you up, fufufu.” He gently bites your neck, snapping you out of your previous state and you moan. “Lilia..” you moaned out.

“There we go,” he whispers into your neck, just loud enough for you to hear. His tone was a few octaves lower and you swear that you could die at that moment.

He continues to leave love bites on your skin, making what looks like a necklace of love bites. His hands teased your body once more to build up that warmth just below your abdomen once again. His hands, not bothering to pull down your pants, slid in and teasingly stroke your sex. “Mm..! L, Lilia..!” You bit your lip subconsciously and instinctively moved closer to his fingers. “Fufufu, you’re already dripping..” He chuckles darkly. “See~ I knew you’d love the foreplay, fufufu.”

He continues to play with your sex but the pace gradually begins to quicken and, with the help of his trained hands, you were close to your orgasm. “Lilia..!!” Getting the hint, Lilia helped you reach pure ecstasy, not slowing down his pace until you did so.

“Quiet now, my dear,” he said, “I don’t want any of the children to wake up and know what we’re doing..” You collapsed your mouth, embarrassed that you had totally forgotten that it was past the time for anyone to be up and to be in someone’s room.

He smiles, thinking how adorable you are to try to quiet your moans. Even though he says this, he wouldn’t mind if someone had heard the two of you. In fact, just the thought of getting caught doing something dirty late at night just turns him on.

You were panting with cum tainting your pants and Lilia’s hand. He looks at his cum-covered hand. You were about to apologize, a bit embarrassed but before you could open your mouth, he brought it close to his lips and licked cum off of one of his fingers, eyes narrowingly looking at you. Your cheeks warmed at the hot sight.

Once he cleaned his hand off, you felt that the orgasm you had simply wasn’t enough and felt your body react so. “Did you enjoy that, my dear? I can see it in your eyes, fufufu,” he said. “My, you’re truly naughty~ And I’m sure that that wasn’t enough for you, is it?”

He places his lips on yours and you could taste the bitterness of your cum from his lips. It was disgusting and embarrassing to think about, but at that moment, it only fueled the building heat below you.

The kiss was passionate and hungry like the one before but this time, the kiss was cut short when Lilia moved back like before. You wondered what he was about to do this time as he hovered above you and eyed you like prey.

Now, instead of playing with you further, he decided that he would tease you with himself. Large hand moved to his tie and took his time to take it off. Your eyes dilate, earning a chuckle from the fae.

He let his tie hand around his neck and worked on undoing any and all buttons on his uniform– first, his vest. A bit impatient, you watched and noticed that in this state, not only were his hair longer, he seemed a lot taller. You see how he had much well-toned muscles in this form and how they threatened to rip through the fabrics that constrict it. It was a shame that it didn’t though.

He was purposefully making it agonizingly slow for you and you whined, throwing your arms around his neck. “Ah, ah, ah.. I told you to be patient,” he reminded and tittered when you desperately begged him with your best attempted puppy eyes and a deep frown.

Still hanging on to him, he continued his little show and unbuttoned the first button of his collared shirt. “Lilia..” you whined, moving a bit to show how much he was killing you with this. Still, he stood his ground this time and did not listen to you.

When the last button was finally unclasped, you couldn’t take it anymore and reached for his lips, tongue diving straight for his mouth and fingers tangling between his long strands. You felt him smile in the kill and a low gutteral chuckle escaped his cords. Nonetheless, he allowed you to have your way.

His hands rested on your hips before going up and down your sides. Deciding to end his teasing, he makes due with your pants, pulling it down and throwing it somewhere in the room before unzipping his pants and pulling it down along with his boxer– just enough to free his cock from its restraints. You reach for his half-erect cock and stroke it a few times until it is fully hardened and guide it close to your hole. He pushes your legs to your chest and without any more wait, thrust his cock into you.

You moaned into the kiss and he moaned back, feeling his cock fit snugly inside you. His pace was consistent and each earned more moans from you. “Lilia..” You say his name on his lips between the chances you could.

He grunts and you could tell that he was about to cum, hands on your knees pushing it further when he leans forward and putting his weight on you. “I’m going to cum,” he said through gritted teeth when his mouth moves away from you.

He looks at where you two were both connected and soon releases, his pace becoming more and more sluggish until he stops moving, his cock still buried deep inside your hole to prevent any more of his love juices from flowing out. He lets go of your legs- allowing it to relax- and collapses on you, panting in an unsteady rhythm.

He does this for a while and when his breaths become a tad bit better, he moves to shadow you just a bit so his hands could go and finish you off and cover yourself in your own cum.

When both of your hearts calmed from the excitement, Lilia pries his head away from your chest and gives you a quick, yet sweet peck on the cheeks. “Thank you for indulging me, my sweet.” He gives a short chuckle and closes his eyes, listening to your heartbeat to lull him to sleep.

Your hand moved to his hair, playing with it until you fell asleep, but not before reminding yourself to ask Lilia about his new form tomorrow. And after this night, you were sure to be a bit more patient and go with his little act.

~♡~

║Lilia Vanrouge║ I Can’t Love You for an Eternity

Reader: No pronouns or description used. Gender neutral. 

Warning(s): None

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Who would believe that this short fae with a frail-looking body and a doll-like face is the terrifying general that history books speaks of? It was hard to imagine just by that alone, but seeing him become putty in your hands? No one would have even brush the surface of that topic.

So here he was, the Lilia Vanrouge whose name alone would have made history quiver in fear, submitting himself to your love, answering to your beck and call whenever. 

“My dear, would you care to accompany this old fae for a stroll in the botanical garden?” He looks on in expectancy with that smile you love so much. That smile that would make you go against the heavens should they take it away. So with that said, you nod without needing a moment to think. 

The school’s garden was really breathtaking and the flora grown in them were nothing like what you’ve seen back home. You enjoy these walks with Lilia because you’d have the opportunity to take a break from your work and simply relax with him and admire the flowers. 

“My dear, I don’t suppose you know what this flower is?” Lilia points to a flower that has a deep shade of red whose petals look like it is made out of crystals. The light was bouncing off of it and revealed beautiful rainbow colours hidden within them. 

To no one’s surprise, you shook your head. “Kufufu, then it would be my pleasure to tell you that it is poisonous for humans,” he muses and takes a mischievous glance at you. You sweatdrop. Who knew that a pretty flower could be so dangerous? “But do not worry, it is only if you hold it for long periods of time and handle it without care.

“I do believe that the students of Pomfiore quite prefer using this since its petals offer both medicinal properties from the stems and poisonous traits from its petals that becomes more potent when its crushed,” he says with the knowledge of an ancient. “It’s quite the deadly flower for they are a backstabbing bunch. They prefer to watch the slow process of death and for a long time, households could not find an answer as to why their family is dying one by one, kufufu.” A closed fist covers his smile as he laughs. Without even knowing it yourself, you couldn’t contain a smile of your own. Yes, with him, it was like a never ending dream. Everything he told you would make you smile, even the weird things he would say. It could just be because spending time with him was everything you could ever ask for. 

You hope that it will be like this for eternity.

— 

“Let’s breakup.”

You could hear a pen drop somewhere further down the halls in one of the classrooms as you felt your heart drop. That was how silent it was in the room. 

When the words finally finish processing inside your head, your eyes became frantic as it enlarges. So many questions pops up into your head but you couldn’t even find it in you to voice them orderly when all you want right now is him, “.. Why?” Your mouth hunts ajar when a single tear slips down your cheek. 

Lilia bit the inside of his cheek yet his face remain unreadable to you, a shadow casting over his eyes that made him look heartless and cold. In fact he turns his face to the side so you couldn’t read his face at all. He was not the Lilia you were so familiar with. “Why, why, why?” You sobbed, “I-is it something about me that you don’t like? Am I too loud? Too quiet?

“Is it because I don’t know many things about this world? I-I’ll study hard so I can k-keep up a conversation with you..! I’ll change, please!” You push yourself to his chest and curled your fists into his uniform, crumpling it and ruining his prestige image of an NRC student. “Please, I’ll do anything you ask! Ju-just don’t leave me..” 

You stare pleadingly at him. One tear turned to two and two to three and so on. His jaws tightened and he couldn’t help but turn slightly to look at you. However, this only made him flinch and turn away. He couldn’t stand tears. His nose crinkles and his brows furrowed all the while he keeps his mouth shut. 

For just a moment, you saw how much he was in pain so why was he doing this to himself? To you? “Please, you have to talk to me..” Your head hangs low, still gripping onto his shirt tightly, afraid that he will walk away and leave you if you let go or relax just a bit. 

You hear him let out a shaky breath and hold onto both of your wrist, but just for a short second until he forces you to detach yourself from him so seamlessly. Your eyes widened but now, you could properly see his eyes. It was dull and looked like it belonged to a heartless murderer out on the field. What scared you most about it was that it was a fitting look on him. It was as if he had this on for a long time that it became natural. Moreover, it hides so many thoughts and mixed feelings from you such as the pain he feels just by doing this. You were unable to decipher any of it. 

“There is nothing wrong with you so please do not degrade yourself..” He says coldly and smoothies out his uniform. “So why..?” Your voice croaks. He goes back to staring at the ground beside you but still answers, “I simply cannot love you for an eternity.”

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So that was that, one supposes. It took some time for you to get out of bed each day and talk to your friends as if nothing was wrong, but humans are fickle creatures whose hearts can easily be molded and find it in them to open them to others once more. Over time, you healed. To be more accurate, you put your heart together again, but once broken will always be broken. There were cracks that would obviously never heal. 

This was good. After all, he hated the way you look during those days where you looked hopeless, when the eyes the held a promise to the world looked so lifeless. 

Two orbs with deep shades of red- that one can say to be crimson- watches a certain someone from the shadows. It watches as they approach a taller male. 

There was some inaudible chatter as words were being passed along. Then there it was, a laugh. It was a laughter that it was most familiar with. The sound of a past history that it wishes to relive again but knows that it shouldn’t dream of such a thing. The laughter from someone who it cannot hold in its arms any longer. 

“[Name], do you want to walk in the garden with me?” Ah. Just the mention of your name already has this old fae’s heart beating rapidly, but it was a name he can no longer say so lovingly. The male with you has a deep and velvety tone that could just possibly woo anyone. His smile can be considered charming in its own way. 

He wears the uniform of Octavinelle, the fae ponders from behind a tree. “I believe that this is the twin named Jade..” He mumbles, cross examining the description that matches the correct Leech twin. 

He sees your head slightly nods. Could it be that you are hesitant to go into the garden? He found it hard to go in there himself as well. It does bring melancholic memories.

Jade offers a hand to which you take and allow yourself to be swept away. 

This is fine, Lilia thinks. Jade, he knows- despite the rumours about the eels- is dependable and honest. He is protective when it comes to his loved ones, especially his brother whom he does his best to make sure he doesn’t get into too much trouble. He is organized and a good influence. What’s more, he has a lifespan similar to that of a human.

“Do you know what this flower is, [Name]?” Jade points towards a flower whose colour was a deep blue; a royal blue. “It has a pleasant smell that is used in perfumes or tea to have a fragrant smell.

“More importantly..” Jade plucks the flower from its soil carefully and faces you properly. “It symbolizes deep admiration.”

This is fine.. This is good. 

You can finally have that wish you’ve had where you can grow old with somebody you love fulfilled. A wish that is shared by many humans. 

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A nightmare.

In the midst of the ever peaceful night, the old fae was rudely awoken by a nightmare. Even as he gulped down a hefty amount of water in the Diasomnia kitchen to calm his nerves, he couldn’t stop the shaky breath that his lips slips out as he recalls that dream. 

This dream, that dream.. He’s been having the same nightmare. Death. Death. Death. Death.

It’s inevitable, he knows that. He should know that very well. But when it’s about you.. 

“Father?” 

A familiar voice that was evident that it is still going through adolescence drew his attention behind him. The light of the moon could faintly trace the outline of his son standing by the entryway to the kitchen. “Silver..” He takes a deep breath in and straightens his posture to properly greet him. 

“What are you doing up so late?” He lets out a quivering breath. “You do know that it’s wrong to stay up late since it will take a toll on your body. 

“This can’t do since you need an able body to protect Malleus.” His eyes pierces through the dim room and takes in the worried face that was on his son’s face.

“I woke up when I heard your door open and close,” Silver answers honestly. “Ah, then my apologies.. You must be tired so why don’t you go to back to bed?” 

“I’m worried about you, father..” He confesses and walks closer so he could take a proper look at the way his face contorts in pain, totally disregarding the words his father said. 

Lilia stares back at him with owlish eyes, the expressions he had earlier was nowhere to be seen. It was as if it wasn’t there at all. This should be something to be praised— how easy he can change his expressions to one that enemies would have a hard time reading— but it wasn’t. Not to the worries of Silver especially who awoke each night at the sound of a door open and closed, knowing that it was Lilia who came out. 

“I think you should talk to [Name] about this..” He voices once he finds the right words and way to put his thoughts to light. “I do not know the suffering’s extent from this nightmare is, but talking it out might help.” 

“Silver.” Lilia’s voice was stern as he looked at him with a serious look. Seriousness was hard to tie in with the current Lilia but Silver knows full well that he had reverted back to his general days at this moment. 

The silver-haired boy gulps the lump in his throat and knows it was time to stop the chatter. “I’ll go to bed now.. Have a good rest, father,” with that, the young boy returns to his room with a faint click on his door, confirming that he has gone inside. 

Death was not merely an acquaintance with the fae. He has seen lives taken away from the innocent and he took some himself. Even now, he is expecting that another life will slip through his fingers, knowing that Silver is human. However, when it came to you, it was hard. 

In his long years, he had never had someone give him this fluttering feeling inside his chest. It was as if a thirsty flower being watered for the first time in so long suddenly blossom in glee. You make him feel like that. 

However, a flower can’t have the same gardener for so long as they will perish while it is at a standstill and the only thing it could do is watch the world around them change. 

I’m sorry I can’t grow old with you, my dear.. 

It is the first time he is feeling like this and so he’s confused— afraid. He is afraid. He is scared that if he loves you too much, he’ll be the one to turn the heavens upside down— tear it apart— should it be your time to part from the realm of the living. 

But.. Maybe that was too late.  

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Watching over your sleeping figure, Lilia couldn’t help but think all these sorry thoughts. Thoughts of how he is a coward and a bad fae who could not grant you one, beautiful wish of wanting to grow old with him. 

“I have failed you, my dear,” he whispers and caresses your face softly and carefully as if you were made of crystals. “I am the one to hurt you and make you shed tears, yet it is I who feels regret for allowing it to end the way it did..” 

A tear. A single tear escapes through your shut lids, but you had this bittersweet smile. Could you have been dreaming of him? Are you dreaming— replaying— the sweet times that you two once shared? 

Even now, when he is no longer a general, it was hard for Lilia to cry. But this heart of his cries. Cries out for your love that it knows is forbidden to it. 

“Oh look, I seem to have made you cry even in the land of dreams where it should be happy..” He smiles bitterly. His hand halts its actions and then a faint glow emits from his palms. 

“I, Lilia Vanrouge, present you the gift of love.. May you find it in your heart to love as big as you once did and hopefully find that very same love in whom you wish to spend the rest of eternity with..” After he said those words, the light gradually dims until it was dark in the room once more, save for the light of the moon. 

It is only after seeing your face relax, did he part ways with you. “May you also never shed tears again and have beautiful dreams.” 

He turns on his heels so that his back faces you. It was close to morning dawn and he had to retire back to his dorm to freshen up. This would be the last time he visits, he says a silent promise to himself, though it was half convincing. After all, you had found that someone and thus have no need for him anymore. 

Before he leaves your room, he takes one more look at you and under his breath, he speaks with an aching heart, “Please forget how this unworthy old fae has taken your love for granted..” 

~♡~