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I seriously need someone to talk to about Malleus and the Diasomnia chapter so far.. It's SO hard for me to keep it all in..!! And I've been sobbing over the same thing (Malleus). I seriously love this chapter the most. TwT

Lilia is gonna die. Lilia is gonna die. Lilia is gonna die. Lilia is gonna die. Lilia is gonna die. Lilia is gonna die. Lilia is gonna die.

And along with him, my heart does also.

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I really like your story Sweet and Naive and the end of “Our” Happily Ever After was amazing! I'm a fan of yandere content and I really enjoyed that story, thank you very much for your writing!! is amazing!!

Thank you so much, anon, for your support! I too, love yandere content very much so I hope to see myself writing more of them in the future. :)) I hope you stick around to see them!

I'm so happy you're back! I really love your writing and I look forward to reading it again!! please stay healthy <3

Thank you~! I'm grateful for your support, anon. I'm happy to be back to doing what I love and happy to know that you're waiting in anticipation for them-- that there is someone who enjoys reading them as much as I love writing them. ^^

There isn't one waking second where I don't think about Lilia and how he makes my heart beat in a way it never did before. He is too dangerous for my heart, especially when he's in his adult form--

After my requests are caught up with, I have a one shot (?) that I wanna write.. But I don't know which character to write for.

Anyone wanna guess what the title "Sweet Sugar" implies?

Hello, You found a Twisted Wonderland fan :)

Haha, yes, I have! I hope you enjoy reading my works~! Hope you stick around, anon.

hey! I’m a new follower but I really like your writing!

I couldn’t find your rules so I’m so sorry if this goes against them or if this makes you uncomfortable! :(

but if requests are still open…Can I request Lilia and or Malleus waking up from a terrifying nightmare of his human S/o dying in some way?

again if this is against your rules i’m sorry!

-Casey🐉

Lilia Vanrouge x reader / Malleus Draconia x reader (separate)

Reader: Gender-neutral/not mentioned.

Warning(s): Can’t think of any.

Word count: 1k

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

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Note: Hello! Thank you for following me! It’s an honour to have you, truly! ^^ Your request doesn’t go against my rules at all and is, in fact, a wonderful request.. I seem to need to fix the issue of requesters not finding the rules.. In the meantime, here is your request!

I’ve decided to do both since they are both my most favourite. 

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Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia has seen it all and saw nightmares through. He had seen countless of war start. He had seen numerous bloodshed, heard cries from both the innocent and the guilty– from women to children, the young to the elderly. And he can’t deny that he was a reaper of souls who took many of those lives. Even to this day, after centuries have passed, he is reminded of each victim through an echo of agonizing scream that rings in his ears. History books could never truly depict the terror in each and every living being on that battlefield and thus, he had to suffer the reminder in silence.

Pitiful as it sounded, he felt no remorse for those lives he had taken. Though he may have been reduced to merely a guardian and a father, a retainer and student, he was, in the end, the strongest weapon in his kingdom’s military. He was strong not just in power, but also will. His will to follow the ruler’s orders and see it through was much more than taking care of himself. He was like a shadow by the throne’s side, awaiting orders at any time with his piercing red eyes.

If you were too careless, you would have your head served on a platter before you knew it.

However.. This nightmare was one that even the strong fae couldn’t face.

It started off as just any other nightmare of his with him as the centre of his own show. There he was, bloodied sword in hand after gashing his enemies with it, still able to fight and had little scratches and cuts into his flesh.

He was alone when he walked through the burning village of innocent civilians and screams and cries rose into the air which he drowned out. Honestly, what was the point in all of this war? He grew tired of it as this war– which had been drawn out far longer than the others– and just wishes to take a rest in a clear, green field where mild wind blows.

Then, just barely straining his ears, he hears the footsteps of another that was covered by the screams. He is sure that it is neither one of his soldiers or the enemy’s for this footstep was light, seeming not to wear any heavy armour.

This footstep was drawing close and this unfortunate soul would soon regret turning the corner. He was there, sword already in hand with lifeless eyes staring at the cloaked figure when they turned.

Upon seeing him, the figure drew to a defensive mode, a wand of their own pointing at him and chanting out a spell. A mage from the enemy’s side? Why would one be out in the burning village? Just seeing the fire outside would already make one concur that anyone inside was already good as dead.

Nevertheless, he raises a sword and in a blink of an eye, he is in front of this cloaked figure, and in one swift motion, pierce his sword in another human, its magic spell fading away as quickly as it came.

The scene around him changed and to his surprise, it was a field of endless green with the wind blowing just right. His dreams would usually be just the void and his nightmares would be mainly his past so what was this? He looked around, completely in a daze.

The cloak figure– who was still with him and now on the ground– coughed blood. “L, Lilia..” Completely forgetting that they were there, his attention snapped back to them when they called him by name, caught off guard when they did.

But that voice.. It sounded awfully like– “L, Lilia.. It hurts.” The hood on this mysterious person slowly fell back when their head lay down and revealed piercing bright orbs looking at him through tears.

His heart sank when he realize who it was that he had so mercilessly stabbed. “[Name]..?” He dropped to the ground beside you and held your head up, heart beating frantically in his chest. “Lilia.. Why did you–” More blood was coughed out which just further scared the fae.

“Stop talking. I, I’ll heal you so just–” He raised a hand but stopped when his eyes met his reflection through the blood of his sword. If he were to remove it, you were sure to die but if he didn’t, you would also die. “Lilia, it’s okay,” you weakly said, voice barely audible. Your hand shakily reached for his free one and held it.

“[Name].. I, I didn’t–” Didn’t what? Didn’t mean to? Was he starting to become selfish now? After all the lives he has taken, he’s now feeling remorseful? Guilty?

“It’s okay.. I under–” Your hand that tried to reassure him covered your mouth, staining it in the process. You look at him tearfully with a smile. “I, I love you, Lilia.”

His eyes widened even more and held you closer to his chest. “[Name]! [Name]!! Wake up!” He shouts to your lifeless body, tears blurring his sight of your lifeless eyes.

And just like that, the fae shot up on his bed, tears trickling down his face and panting heavily. Recalling his dream, his cries broke into hiccups but remembered that it was just a dream. You weren’t there during his time in the military. You don’t even have an ounce of magic on you either!

But..

He couldn’t help but want to reassure himself that you were okay and.. You know, alive and breathing peacefully in your sleep. So he did just that– teleporting straight to Ramshackle and your room.

His eyes cut through the dark and was relieved to see you in your bed, asleep. He lets out a sigh of relief that he didn’t know that he was holding in. He walked over to your bed and sat down at the edge of it, hand pushing away strands of hair that covered your porcelain-like face.

A small, yet genuine smile formed his lips, eyes staring at you meaningfully. He wipes his face of any leftover tears and tucks your hair behind your ears. He moved his face closer to you and, with a loving smile, said, “My gift to you shall be happy dreams,” and placed a single kiss on your temple before disappearing from your room, not getting the chance to see the smile that adorned your face in your slumber state.

Malleus Draconia

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