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11 pages in! I'm almost finished guys! I'll get that Lilia in very soon and as promised, after that will be a nsfw due to a request submitted in. :))

Can I be 🌻 anon?

Omg, hello! Of course you can. 😄 I'm happy to have you.

Can I be Tea Anon??

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Ooh, of course! :0 I'm so happy to have you, Tea Anon.

Well then I guess I should reveal myself!

Hello there >:)

-Jonah🐉

@malewife-central

OMG. HELLO, HELLO!! >< It's an honour to finally know the account behind Jonah anon!! You don't understand how happy I am! 😂 I'm being so giddy right now, lol.

And you okay Genshin too! I am not really surprised; Genshin is a big game out there. 😅 But now we have two things in common now, I suppose! That being major simps of Lilia and Genshin.

Let's talk more whenever you want!

I’m happy to have someone to share my own ideas with!

I’m a writer myself here…but having ideas and actually writing something of value are two very different things 💀

I have no one else to share my deep love of bat father with so this is very fun for me >:)

If you want I can give you my writing blog 👉👈

dms don’t work for me unfortunately as tumblr is fucky but I mean 😳

-Jonah🐉

OOH! You're a writer here? Ahh! You have such wonderful ideas so it really makes me so happy to know that you are able to share it in the form of writing.

It's okay if you think that your writing is bad.. Trust me! I've been there and still is. But writing for so many years, I can definitely see improvements.. My major tip to you to improve your writing is definitely just keep writing, but also analyze other people's writing style. You can experiment with style by trying to replicate another person's way of writing. It's really crazy to know that people have writing styles, huh? It's much like drawing. All those wonderful artists have a style of their own that makes them stand out.

And please! I would really love to have your writing blog. ☺️ Kikiki, I wanna read your thoughts more.

I am back with more Ideas for my beloved retired general husband…

In my head I imagine that Lilia has PTSD and as someone that also has that…oof the PTSD episodes are rough

watching others die, killing others…I feel that a part of him will always believe that he’s a harbinger of destruction and death and that he doesn’t deserve to love someone

it might’ve also added to his issue with raising Malleus and Silver! :0

ALSO I THINK HE’D BE ABLE TO SPEAK DIFFERENT LANGUAGES 😳😳😳

imagine this man leaning down and starting to whisper stuff in your ear in German or French

I’d simply….Perish 💀

-Jonah🐉

JONAH ANON! I am in total agreement with you here. >< I can't imagine Lilia not having PTSD with what had happened and all. I try to find opportunities to subtly hint that in my works of Lilia, but I'm not sure how that's going.

Also, I am very sad to here that you have PTSD. I am not well informed with it (just the term and a tiny bit of knowledge) but if you ever break and need someone to vent/cry/seek someone to talk to, I hope I can be of help. I have parents who are both in healthcare+medicine so I'll definitely ask should a problem arise.

And I like your imagery about the raising children part. I now think that as he was raising his children (you know what I mean), there were times where he'd question himself if he was deserving of them and generally having a hard time accepting how he's now basically a stay-at-home father. I picture little Silver wandering around and just finding him in his room late at night staring out the window with an almost pained look with questions hanging in the air. Silver would be found out after calling out for Lilia. 🥺 It was from that moment that baby Silver would start to wonder what was that look of sadness in his father's eyes that night for, but will never get an answer when asked. Ahh!! Thank you for helping me fill my head of these thoughts.

Lastly! For having been alive for so many years, I do think he is capable of speaking in different tongues but German and French? PLEASE! I can just feel his breath by my ear and chuckling deeply as I read that sentence. Mans could whisper the steps to baking a cake in some other language with that husky, deep voice and I'd melt. Like, it doesn't have to be dirty words! His voice alone can overpower me.

I love having these conversations with you. ☺️ It really makes me happy and hyped up to talk about Lilia.

I'm broke but I just can't help but donate to these Luxiem boys.. I really love how they say my name. 😭

CAN WE TALK ABOUT LILIA IN THAT NEW ANIMATION?? 😭 But with Leona and Vil, the three of them look like kings who knows who runs the stage-- do you see how confident they strutted in and stare at us? 😫 The low angle is so dominating too.

Can we talk about Grim's two-year anniversary card? 🥺 I honestly love Grim as a family, as annoying he can be at times. But I mean, I've had worst annoying sibling moments but in the end, we laugh it off. Man,, and the groovy?? It's so fricking cute. 😭

Man,, I wanted Malleus or Lilia (or both) in the artwork but it's okay.. 💔 We got sweet Silver bby representing Diasomnia (who's dorm leader and vice leader are Malleus and Lilia).

As expected this is really a Lilia Simp blog.

The difference of the amount of fics in the masterlist shows.

Kikiki, it's really all thanks to the requesters. ^^;; I just write whatever is in my inbox. But I guess in the end, it is my choice what I decide to write for and I choose to take in all requests for Lilia.. ><

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!

I bought a cosplay of Lilia for an anime convention months from now. >.< I'm so excited for when it arrives. And if you manage to cross paths with a short Lilia cosplayer.. No, no you haven't.

*potential spoiler of updates Chapter 6*

Chapter 6 looking really good so far. But…

Oh pls I beg you.

Don’t do anything bad to my precious child Ortho😩

Omg.. I got a like from one of my favourite fanfic writers.. >////<

I think it's the second time and I'm just-- ❤️

L, Lilia, what are you wearing? You're not the birthday boy. 0_o

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I love seeing your guys' requests in my inbox. They're all so good that I really don't want to close requests just in case more brilliant minds show up. :))

Wondering if I've taken your request? Check the master list and see if there is something for the character with "coming soon" + "request"! :) Yours is most likely one of them. <3

You have to do some deduction to figure out which one is yours though. ;-;

past lilia my beloved 💕

I’ve got so many thoughts on him in that era heuxdjzj I don’t wanna clog ur inbox tho 👉👈

-Jonah🐉

!?! What do you mean!? Who cares if you fill my inbox? I certainly don't. I mean, it's Lilia! I'm just down bad for him and I'm sure a great many are. I wanna talk about Lilia every waking second so please do share your thoughts! 😩❤️🤲

General lilia skskskskskssk he looks so pretty and handsome at the same time with his long hair😳🥺 (from pinterest)

You don't understand how much I love past! Lilia. 😭 I can't even put into words how much seeing him with long hair kills me (in a good way). My legs quiver and I soon melt as soon as I even think about him during his younger, war-cry days.

T~T I'm finally spending money on this game.. I feel empty after not getting event fluffy Epel after 2000 gems..

But why does it cost so damn much for only a hundred gems!?

I'm sulking to my senior right now.. She wanted that Idia card so bad as a Idia simp.. But me? I wanted fluffy Epel.. 😭 Gahh.. Lilia is gonna kill me too since I originally had them for any card he will have.. I spent approx. 2000 gems yet no fluffy Epel..

Actually, I feel like Lilia is telling me something here..

NOOO!! THIS ISN'T WHAT I WANT AT ALL!!

I wanted Epel's event card!!!!!!!!! T∆T I even hit the 100 mark but got Idia.

Don't talk to me right now.. I'm sulking in some corner. (TT~TT)

Huh? How weird... It's just a picture of a bat though...

Reply: Pspspsp. That is one hot bat if you ask me. 😳

Can I request a Riddle Rosehearts x fem reader that they are betrothed but also childhood friends?

║Riddle Rosehearts║ The Queen’s Favourite Rose

Reader: Female

Warning(s): None

Word count: 1.9k

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

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The Magift tournament was just around the corner once again. Night Raven College’s students were all very much excited for the possible chance of being on television and getting offers to bigger leagues as seen with the fiery burst of energy that had suddenly come from nowhere.

The rest of Twisted Wonderland was just as much hyped for the tournament and that included you. It was a rare occasion to be able to step inside the prestigious, all-boy school so events like the Magift tournament were the only times where you could go in.

As always, you waited for an invitation to be delivered to you and accepted it when you did, departing on the day of the tournament by carriage.

Though you knew which team was probably going to win this year, you still went. You confess that you weren’t really going there for the game and for another completely different reason– A reason that you felt was much more important that you decided to skip a day of school just to be where you are as of the current moment, lost in a crowd, being shoved around effortlessly like a ragdoll.

It has always been like that but it never ceases to make you feel irritated as you try to squeeze between gaps of people and safely land at the end of it. You had departed much earlier than you did in previous years, but you seem to have underestimated how much others were just as excited for the game as you were excited for the reason of you being there.

Once at the entrance to the colosseum, you took a moment to breathe before going to one of the people monitoring and guiding people inside in an orderly fashion. This was the only moment where you could relax since this is where you would part from the more rowdy bunch of individuals. Since you’ve gotten an invite exclusively for families of big names, you were escorted to a seat reserved just for you.

You waited in your seat for the game to start, though you care naught of such things. It was simply a means to pass time but when it did start, to your interest, you were at the edge of your seat when a cat with blue flames entered the field. It was an oddity since there was nothing like it in the years since the school’s grand opening but you found yourself laughing when the famed Savanaclaw was challenging what obviously were new students with the cat.

After what you assumed was the opening game (it was poorly coordinated to be one), you waited for the team you rooted for most– Heartslabyul. Ah, yes. The law-abiding students with their amazing dorm leader! Your heart rate increases by a bit when you see the members on the field. If there were fanclubs of each dormitory, you were sure to be the head of the Heartslabyul dorm’s fanclub. Growing up in the Rose Kingdom, you were a bit biased towards those who abide by the law and Heartslabyul was nothing but that! And you were very familiar with the dorm leader, seeing as he had made quite a name for himself as a Night Raven College’s student.

You noticed that a certain someone on the field was scanning the benches carefully and when your eyes met, he was quick to avert his face altogether. You didn’t notice it at that time, but a small smile crept up your lips.

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“Man, that was a bit embarrassing.. There’s no way anyone would want us even if we could get to join the team next year..” A certain ginger and his friends were making their way down the many stalls, talking about the game that they thought had a chance at, seeing as the events before the game– which was kept undisclosed– left the Savanaclaw a bit weaker than they normally were.

“Well– Hm?” A boy with a spade on his right eye was just about to say something when his eyes noticed a figure that was blocking their path. There stood a lone beauty, clearly lost and searching for something or someone, eyes darting around longingly. His pupils went wide and made an audible ‘woah’ which drew the rest of the group’s attention up ahead, all except the ginger. For him, when he turned, it was already too late. “Hey, Ace! Watch out!” The sudden shout made you turn behind and eyes widened. When Ace turned to look ahead, he had collided with you and the both of you tumbled down. Ace did his best to make sure your head didn’t hit the ground, his quick reflexes putting a hand behind your head and pushed your head right into his chest while his free arm supported the soft impact of your head.

“Ace, you idiot!” One of his friends’ called out. You two stayed like that for a few seconds until all his friends were surrounding the two of you by which at that time, his hold on you loosened. He stares down at you, wide-eyed and still in quite a shock. “W, woah. I’m sorry!” He apologizes, a noticeably light pink dusted his face. “It’s uh–”

“Deuce! Ace! What is the meaning of this?” Another person further down from the group made themselves known with an upset and demanding tone of voice. You looked up ahead and see a familiar red-head, though he was upside down for you. “What are you doing, Ace? Let go of her immediately!” The now fuming with red red-head glares angrily at the ginger. He immediately scrambles up to his feet, bringing you up with him.

“This is [Name], Riddle’s fiancee,” a voice familiar to you speaks just behind Riddle. “Oh, that’s– WHAAAT!?” The first years’ eyes went wide with shock. Riddle, the once tyrant of Heartslabyul, has a fiancee? Since when? Questions filled their minds, but were still in a shock to part their lips.

As Ace tries to explain himself, you dusted your clothes from any dirt that had stuck on you from the ground. “D, dorm leader! I wasn’t–” His dorm leader made a quick, angry look at him before dismissing him entirely. He walks up to you with an obvious look of worry which went unnoticed. It drew a confused side-eye glance to each other from the first years. Did their dorm leader know the beauty?

“My rose, are you okay? You aren’t hurt, are you? No scratches?” He asks questions after questions. “No, I’m okay,” you reassure him with a smile, though it did not make Riddle’s worries from dispelling completely. This drew some even more confusion by the first years and they whispered amongst themselves.

“Trey.. Out of all the words you could have chosen, you decided that ‘fiancee’ was the better choice?” Riddle, now giving them half his attention, pouts. “Is it not right?” Trey smirks, eyes daring to challenge Riddle. The dorm leader frowned a bit more before giving in with a sigh and closed his eyes. “You’re right..” The first years once again made an audible sound of surprise at the confirmation. You giggled at how chaotic they seemed. Riddle clears his throat, a closed hand over his mouth. “I suppose I should give you a proper introduction,” he crosses his arms over his chest and stares at his juniors seriously. “This is [Name], a childhood friend of mine and whom I've also been betrothed to since birth. She attends another school of magic, but one only for girls.”

“Wait, since birth?” Deuce was the one to ask what the rest were wondering. “Correct.” Riddle says it nonchalantly and it made the first years wonder if he truly loved you by choice or that it was a sense of duty to protect you since you two were engaged. They know a bit of Riddle’s past now and know that if it was his mother’s choice for the two to be engaged, that he won’t refute it.

You notice their unease and odd look towards you. You were quick to realize what they were asking you with their eyes and you smiled to reassure them. “Don’t worry, Riddle treats me very nicely out of his own accord,” you said. “We used to have many playdates without knowing we would be wedded together, and during which he promised that he would marry me when the time comes, even if his mother didn’t agree!”

“Rose! Did you really have the need to say that?” Riddle’s face turned red, but not out of anger. You chuckled and clasped one of his hands between yours. “Oh you’re so cute, Riddle.” Your comment just made his face turn as red as his hair and it also looked as if you had broken him. Poor boy, he sometimes doesn’t know what to do with you when you embarrass him.

He clears his throat and faces the first years, especially Ace. “Anyway, since [Name] does not seem to be hurt– and is chipper as usual– I will let the heavy punishment go,” Riddle declares, which was a relief to hear. “But don’t think you’re off the hook, Ace. I will have a talk with you after the festivities have concluded.”

“Now, my rose, why don’t we go on a walk– just the two of us, of course.” His facial expression completely changes from an angry one to a softer one in a nick of time as soon as his eyes return to you. You nodded and bid the Heartslabyul first years. You took Riddle’s hand– which still makes him flustered– and distanced away from the group.

“So she’s taken..” Deuce sighs disappointedly the moment you two were far from their earshot. “Hey, that’s your concern? Riddle will have my head after this!” Ace said, staring at him in disbelief. “And why didn’t you warn me earlier that I was gonna bump into someone?”

“It’s your fault for not looking ahead of you,” Deuce gave him a bored look and turned around to walk away from the raging ginger.

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“Are you sure you’re okay, my rose? You know that I get angry should you lie to me. Honestly, just tell the truth and I’ll go–” You squeezed his hands softly and turned to look at him. “I’m fine! Really. And besides, that first year protected my head from hitting the ground too hard. I owe it to him.”

“Well, maybe if he watched where he was going, you wouldn’t have fallen..” He mumbled under his breath and squeezed your hand, though it was still loud and clear for you to hear. You smiled. “You’ll have a talk with him later, right? So let’s forget about it for now and spend the rest of the time doing fun stuff! You know how limited our time is together now, don’t you?” Silver eyes stare at you– analyzing your features– before they turn to focus on something else up ahead. “Very well then. If that is what my rose wants, then I’ll be more than happy to oblige.” Hearing him say that made your smile grow wider and pressed yourself closer to him that your sides were touching.

“Yay! Okay, dorm leader, where shall we go first?” Riddle blushed once again at the mention of his title. “Rose!” You laughed. “Sorry! I can’t help calling you ‘dorm leader’ when basically all students call you that.” You weren’t really sorry and Riddle knew that. However, he can’t get mad at you. You were, after all, his favourite.

The queen’s favourite rose.

~♡~

I’m sure you noticed it, but I got lazy at the end to the point that my word choices weren’t the best. I hope this was okay though!

@∆@ There are many requests of continuation for the Yan! Lilia x fae reader, but all have different descriptions.. I will be making different outcomes of the fic and if yours happen to collide with another, I will simply answer it in one of the asks. Thank you for enjoying the fic! It means so much to me to know that there are people who enjoy it that much.

I do apologize for how slow I write. I have what you may call hypersomnia (I couldn't find an exact word of my situation) which limits my time of being awake to write.

Wondering if I've taken your request? Check my master's list and see if there is a "coming soon" + "request" for that character. There may be a title for the fic or its simply just "[Not decided yet]".

Yes! Fellow Lilia Simp of mine.

Kikiki, another Lilia simp! Hello!! Thank you for popping out of the darkness; now we can simp and talk about Lilia together now. ☺️

Lilia Vanrouge is a dilf. That's it. That's today's post.

I am the anon of Yan Diasomnia's last request (Tumblr does not allow me to put URL). I'm sorry if I confused it with my request, I promise to be more specific and pay more attention next time. It's fine if you want it to be a one-shot, whichever is more comfortable for you^^ I have a favoritism toward Lilia, so it's fine if you just want to write about him

Lilia Vanrouge x reader

Reader: Female pronounce/titles used.

Warning(s): Yandere themes. Overuse of words.

Word count: 3.9k

Additional Note: This is before current-day Lilia and thus, will have no resemblance to the Lilia we know today.

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

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Message to requester: Hello! Oh, no, you're good! In fact, I am feeling ashamed that I lack the brain to do your headcanon as well as future ones.. If you want the other Diasomnia members as well, you can go ahead and request them. I don’t mind!

Edit: Sorry that this took too long! I really wanted to give it my all on this one. ^^

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║Lilia Vanrouge║ Sweet and Naive

It was no question that faes were powerful, dominant beings. No matter what size, shape, or form they take, they're terrifying creatures of the dark that one could even call a monster.. Though I suppose that name is reserved for faes in the Valley of Thorns.

There are indeed faes- though few and far between- that lay low outside the ever-dark kingdom. Weaker creatures, they were, compared to those inside the kingdom, but nevertheless, were faes in the end. Much were these creatures pure and rid of sins of war and bloodshed, though this meant they did nothing but cower in hiding of their own little world built just for faes like them.

But that just meant they were much naive to just how terrifying the monsters that lurked outside their abode. Pure.. Naive.. And vulnerable. You were all that and much more.

Though you know how to fear those of a higher standing than you– those of stronger power than you– you couldn’t help but want to explore the surrounding areas of your little village that you were all so familiar with by now. The areas where the stronger faes run amok. But you were sure that you wouldn’t be encountering any faes from the Valley of Thorns and it held true for a while until one fateful encounter when you did your daily exploration.

You went a little further this time and stopped short, out of breath from a moment of awestruck as you stared upon the crystal waters of a lake. Your voice was stuck in your throat when you walked around the lake, looking at it at every angle so that you could preserve such a sight in your memories and confirm your doubts of it not actually looking so magical.

“Oh!” You were stopped when you felt your foot hit something which also made you tear your eyes away from the lake. You look down and gasp at the sight of a man with long black hair with pink streaks, covered in blood.

Panic kicked in and you looked at your surroundings frantically. What were you supposed to do? Was this man dead? If he’s not, you should bring him back to the village and get him treated! But wait, how did he end up here? Was there someone looking for him, worried about his safety? Or worse, was there someone out to finish him? Then, you can’t just leave him here where he’d be found soon enough!

Hurriedly, you got the man’s arm around your shoulder and dragged him, though it wasn’t an easy task since he was much heavier than you had originally thought and that you had to take a longer route home to avoid the people and children. You didn’t want to be seen carrying a bloodied man.

When you finally closed the door behind you, you slumped the man on your couch. You stared long and hard at his unconscious state. What to do now? “Oh! Right..” You crouched down by the couch and extended your hands out, a faint glow followed by warmth emitted from your hands. Though your kind was that of a weaker fae, you were still a fae nonetheless and strong power was something that courses through you naturally (although you did have to learn the fundamentals of using magic).

While you sat there in silence, the sun’s light cascaded upon him, and if there wasn’t any blood on him, it would make him look like a beauty simply in deep slumber. He’s pretty, you thought, and your heart raced at the sight of his face. Where did he come from anyway?

Your eyes then caught something glinting and averted your attention to his collar area. There was a beautiful red broach with silver linings around it with bat wings at the side. That was when it hit you; your eyes widened at the realization that this man probably wasn’t someone from the village based on his attire. It looked a little luxurious despite it being covered in dried blood. Your village didn’t tailor clothing like that. But if they did, it would be for those of important status. And his face! You were sure to recognize such a well-kept, porcelain-like face that was free of blemishes in your village. His face practically glowed and anyone passing by would have him etched into their minds.

Your heart now raced for another reason. You were in fear. Was he a fae from the Valley of Thorns? Your hands began to shake. What was he doing near your village? You gulped. Was he sent here to wipe the village out?

As you began to ask questions in your head, you didn’t realize that the man had woken up. Normally, he would have grabbed the person in question and break their arms immediately, but the warmth– from what he knew was magic– gave him a sense of comfort and it was as if it was telling him that whomever was beside him meant no harm.. That was until he noticed that the magic was wavering a little.

He grabbed your hand. A little bit on the harsher side, but he couldn’t help it as it was nature to him. You jolted a bit, snapping back to reality and looked at the man. He was awake. He sat up and and scanned your home until they returned back to you. His crimson eyes were unreadable to you but it felt as if he was piercing right through your very skull.

“A, ah..!” You felt your throat run dry. What should you do? Should you knock him out and drag him back to where you found him? No. That probably wouldn’t be possible and even if you did manage to knock him out and return him to where you found him, he’s sure to find this village. It wasn’t that hidden away after all.

You two were basked in silence as one– him– stared at the other with a terrifying look while the other– you– looked back in fear.

He let’s go of your wrist.“Have I scared you, my lady? My apologies.” When he spoke, it sounded as if it was laced with velvet. He is not sure where he is, but he should act in accordance of noble etiquette, and as politely as he can so that he doesn’t terrify you to the point you can’t answer his questions.

“O, oh! No, not at all! I was just surprised you had woken up so quickly!” You stammered, going quiet right after. There was another silence. You looked down at your hands that lie on top of your lap. As beautiful as his eyes were– like gems– it was a bit terrifying. Was he not a fan of talking? Well, you weren’t the best at coming up with things to talk about.. But what if he is expecting something from you? You’ve heard how scary faes from the Valley are. “Um, I’m sure you must be exhausted.. Is there something you’d like to drink or perhaps eat? I’ll prepare you a bath too!” You looked back at him. If he is being waited upon for long, you feared that he’ll have your head.

“I neither need any of those.. Though could you answer my question instead?” he asks patiently. His face showed no change from the moment he woke up; it was void of any expression. “Of course!” You nod your head readily. “Is this the Valley of Thorns?”

Last he remembered, he was in the middle of a battlefield. He was sent out alone to clear a small camp of enemies– presumably an ambush team. It was nothing he couldn’t handle by himself, but they certainly fought back till their last breath. He closed his eyes and recalled the men’s faces that he’s sure to forget soon enough. They managed to put a scratch on him but it wasn’t enough to make him kneel. At the end of it, he stood victor, the blood on his clothes weren’t his and it proof that he had finished his task.

Shortly afterwards, he stumbled upon a lake a few metres away from the camp. It drew his attention and that was where he decided to rest, closing his eyes.

You shook your head. “I see.. Then I assume that this is that village of faes..” He said, mumbling the last part to himself, though you could hear it clearly enough. This confirmed that he was a fae from the Valley.

While he was thinking to himself, you scanned him with your eyes. Though you knew he was a fae of the Valley and that he was much more stronger than you and have been taught to fear them, you couldn’t help but be a bit curious of him and the world outside the village.

You were ever the curious one who always got scolded for going even a metre away from the village as a child. “Um, if I could ask you a question as well..” You weakly speak, almost in a whisper. He looks at you side-eyed. Though he said nothing, you knew he was waiting. You looked at your hands briefly. They were beginning to become clammy. You took a deep breath. “What.. What is it like outside?” When your eyes returned to look at him, he momentarily forgot how to breathe. Your eyes swirled of stars who yearned to step outside their galaxy that they’ve known all through their life. It was a look that newborn children would have. So curious and hopeful of the world before them, not knowing the dark reality of it.

He can’t help but be a bit bitter. O’ how wonderful it is to remain oblivious. It makes him recall his childhood days. The days where there was never a day where he truly felt like he had the childish curiosity. He was a child who knew too much for his age. A child born in a household trained to be at the right-hand side of the throne.

You saw the conflicting look on his face that finally morphed from something from being blanked and panicked. “Oh! Y, you don’t have to tell me!” you quickly said, flailing your hand in front of your face. He nodded and remained quiet. You were a bit disappointed that you couldn’t get an answer, but it seemed that he didn’t have an answer to your question anyway.

“Anyway, why don’t you rest here for today? You look a little pale and unwell..” You suggest with careful words and changing the topic. “I’ll make you dinner since it’s about that time already.”

The rest of that day blurred past. You cooked him a meal and prepared him a bath, which during that time, you washed his clothes and offered clothes from your late father which barely fitted his muscular build.

–

“Thank you for allowing me to have stayed the night, my lady,” he said, now standing in front of the lake where you had found him unconscious the day before. “It’s no problem!” You smiled, though both of you knew it was forced. Not because you feared him, but because there was a tad bit of emptiness. You stayed up late into the night, wondering what is out there that the world had to offer. You knew of the monsters that lurked out there but you were a fae! Faes are strong beings and you are confident in your abilities. Though you were a weaker fae, you were a fae in the end.

He noticed the longing in your eyes. He felt a little pitiful, but he knew that it was best for you to remain where you are. Though your village might not know of it, faes of the Valley of Thorns know of your village and have protected it along with theirs. A bit laughable seeing as they’ve allowed you to live free of sins and carry the burden of war, yet you were taught to fear them.

He was about to turn and leave without a word but was stopped short when he heard you whisper out to him. He looks at you and you said it louder this time. “[Name]..” You said. He was confused so you speak again. “My name.. It’s [Name].” You said it with a bit more confidence as you stared right into his eyes.

His eyes widened momentarily and then narrowed. “My lady, don’t you know not to give a monster your name?” he asked. “But you aren’t a monster. You’re like me– a fae,” you said which caught him by surprise.

He stood there for a moment. Your heart raced, feeling a bit anxious. But then you see the corner of his lips curl upwards. “Lilia Vanrouge. It has been a pleasure meeting you, my lady.” He turned on his heels and walked away, leaving you no time to say anything else.

You knew what it meant by giving your name away and it was precisely what you wanted.

Or what you wanted at that time.

–

"A much curious little fairy, you are.” A deep voice makes its way to your ears. You couldn’t see where the owner of the voice was, but you knew he was behind you not too far away. Lilia Vanrouge. That name used to make your heart flutter and take you to the skies, but now your heart beats rapidly out of fear.

Before he came, you were quietly sobbing, locked away in some dark room. You couldn’t see anything but darkness. You were scared of the dark just as you have been taught to be afraid of the dark that the monsters outside your village lurk. You didn’t hear him come in so you stiffened when you realized that you were no longer alone.

“Do you regret it now, my little fairy?” He said, staring at your back, your ankles and wrists were chained to the cold stone floor. You remained silent and prayed that you didn’t make a peep. “Fufufu, always the shy one..” He sounded much more childish than what you remembered all those years ago and more carefree. However, he hadn’t changed his mind one bit with you after locking you up somewhere in the Valley of Thorns.

You said nothing and closed your eyes and tried to tune out his voice. “Come now, there is no need to be so shy, little fairy. We’ve known each other for a good hundred years now after all.” A hundred years? You doubt that it had been that short, but your judgement was clouded as you haven’t seen light for so long. You didn’t know how long the sun had risen and set to know.

Lilia went silent and his smile dropped. The next thing you knew, his breath was right against your ears, his chest pressing against your back. “Little fairy, why don’t you talk, hm?” When you persist in staying mute, he roughly grabs your cheeks and turns it towards him. He audibly clicked his tongue. “I’ve been gone for so long and you have nothing to say to me? I can’t say that I am not a bit hurt by that.”

He wants you to say something? Fine then. “I hate you.” You muttered under your breath angrily. You can’t see him, but you did your best to show a look of disgust for the fae. “Oh? You hate me? How curious..” He blinked owlishly. “You were the one that threw themselves at a stranger shamelessly for hope to see the outside world. You were the one that gave their name out so willingly.”

You bit the bottom of your lips. If you knew what he would have become, you wouldn’t have given out your name. “Weren’t you taught to fear the monsters that lurked in the darkness? And didn’t I say that I was a monster? Do you regret it now?”

You forcefully pried your face from his grasp and remained silent once more. He was annoyed, you were sure of it but you couldn’t care less. But he was right with what he said and you were very much regretful. “Insisting on playing mute with me, I see. Hmph. Very well then.. But,” he sighs as if he was disappointed. You knew he wasn’t really. “I was going to give you your sight back.. But that was only if you cooperated with me.”

“I also wanted to reverse the paralysis spell on your legs so that I could stroll with you in the garden.. You do need to work your legs once in a while..” He mumbled. “Oh, but I suppose that is not needed since I am sure to put the spell back on you. I can’t fully trust you yet to use your legs without me around.”

“A shame, truly,” he said and sighs deeply once more. “Oh! Before I could forget, I was maybe also thinking of reversing the paralysis spell on your hands. Sweet little Silver has never been once carried by his mother.. Oh, but don’t get me twisted. I don’t plan to return your magic to you. After all, you haven’t apologized for burning my hair.”

“Hm~ That reminds me, the young prince did the same thing to me when he was young. To do such a thing at a young age? Ah, I do still feel proud.” He waits with you in silence for a while before giving up. “Very well then. I suppose that you need some more time.”

As soon as he leaves the room, you begin to sob. Where did everything go wrong? You recalled the days of you waiting eagerly for him to return after parting with him that fateful day and when he did, you gained a bit of confidence to start a conversation with him. He soon opened up and told you stories that you’ve never heard before.

He took you to visit his home, Valley of Thorns. You remembered being fearful of the other faes but wasn’t as terrified knowing that you had Lilia with you. All was well so where did things go wrong? Your sobs broke out into loud cries. Your broken cries that were laced with sadness. Where was the man you later fell in love with secretly?

–

“Lilia, I want to go outside..” you said one normal day. The fae with crimson eyes looked up from his book and looked at you questioningly. Aren’t you already outside, he silently asked himself. Your eyes were glued to something outside, your chin resting on top of your palm. Well, perhaps it wasn’t something outside the window that you were looking at, rather, looking past the Valley and at the vast land outside of it.

He had taken you out of the village after the war and promised to protect you during those times. You must have gotten too relaxed since he was protecting you and have forgotten this world was not welcoming to children like you. “I’ve already seen enough of your home and I want to know what else is out there.” Your eyes tear away from the window and face him with a hopeful gleam in your eyes. “It’s too dangerous for you.” O’ how he hates the stars that danced in your eyes. Haven’t you learned enough? “Haven’t you seen me covered in blood? Do you think you can face what is out there?” He was starting to become forceful with his tone.

“W, well I am still a fae–” “[Name].” Though he did not yell, his eyes stared at you with a terrifying, glow of red. He was angry. You noticed that he never liked it when you brought up about travelling to other places but never knew why. “T, then why don’t you come with me? That way, I’ll be safe!” He sighs at your persistence. It was starting to get annoying, frankly. “You know that I can’t do that. The queen and king need me and so will the newborn prince.”

You huffed and crossed your arms. You went silent and he assumed that you were finally done so he returned to reading his book. “This is not fair, Lilia! You promised me that you’d take me to see outside!” You said after a while, your brows knitting together in anger. “Not fair?” He stops at a word and looks at you. “Didn’t I already give you your wish?”

“But I want to see what outside is like!” His eyes narrow. “Didn’t you say the same thing back when you were in your village? So what, you will go to another place and demand to see ‘outside’ as well?” He stands up and walks over to you with a hint of anger in his face. He places his hands on both sides of the chair’s armrest, trapping you like a caged bird. “Do you wish to see ‘outside’? Then, I’ll give you a taste of what ‘outside’ is like.”

After he said those words, he teleports the both of you to a place unknown. You two were surrounded by trees from all sides and up ahead was what you assumed to be the remains of a village. “If you can last here until dinner then I’ll allow you to travel.” You were about to ask what he meant but when you turned to look behind you, he was gone.

It was like it was a perfect timing for him since not a moment too soon, you heard uncontrolled growls. When you look back, you see many eyes staring at you just beyond the entrance of the rundown village.

“Li, Lilia..!” You called out his name but there was no response. Had he truly left you there and returned home? You couldn’t face these monsters– there were too many of them!

You quickly found yourself stumbling as you ran from the beasts that chased you. You were overexerting your body’s limit from both stamina and magic power. You collapsed, your legs giving out. You were sure he left you to die because you angered him. You cried out for his name once more, ugly tears flowing down your muddied cheeks.

“You couldn’t manage to last 15 minutes by yourself. My, and to think you wanted to travel.” You looked up and see the fae look down at you with a feigned pitiful look. He kneels down and grabs your chin. “Do you see now, little fairy? You are no match for this twisted world.”

The next thing you knew, you were chained in the very room that you were in now with your vision gone and having both hands and legs paralyzed. But before it all happened, you did try to run back home. It was a fight you never had a chance of winning really. “This is for your safety.” He once said to you when you woke up one day in sheer panic and fear when you couldn’t see or move.

–

On the other side of the door, stood Lilia. He hadn’t simply walked away after closing the door, no. It truly aches his heart to see you broken like that. But now you know that the world wasn’t so nice, especially to those who don’t know a thing about the real truth of it.

“There are monsters who can disguise themselves, little fairy, and giving out your name is equivalent to selling your soul to them.. I’m sure you were taught that back home, no? Fufufu. Ever the naive one, I see.”

~♡~

Pspspsp. I don't really like the ending, but it was getting a bit too long.

Another request finished! I'll be uploading it in a couple of hours, (presumably in 5 hours).

It's for the requester who wanted yandere Diasomnia (Lilia) with a weaker fae reader. ^o^