#fae alphabet

[valy-gc]

FAESPEAK GRAMMAR

Faespeak is fluid, lyrical, and evocative. Its grammar is relatively simple and flexible, though there are still rules. These rules can be broken if it improves the rhythm or intent—faes are whimsical, after all—but only faes can get away with that.

Sentence Structure

Basic Structure: [Pronoun Prefix] + [Verb Root] + [Modifier/Intensifier] (optional) + [Object/Subject] + [Adjective]

Example: sy’aeltheren shilthys — “I offer myself in deepest beauty” → sy- (I), aeltheren (offer self), shilthys (deep beauty)

Pronouns and Prefixes

Pronouns are expressed through prefixes attached to verbs and nouns. They are rich with tone and reverence, with several layers depending on emotion, rank, or respect.

Core Personal Prefixes

Person Prefix Tone Example I (neutral) ae- Neutral/formal aeva(my name) I (personal) sy- Intimate/personal syael(my soul) I (formal) tye- Sacred, royal tone tyeva(my name) I (beloved) zya- Devoted/loving zy’ael(my soul) I (communal (we) tye- Collective t́yeme’a(our light) I (magic-bound) vo- Faeric unity/ritual voithren(our dream)

| You (neutral) | sya- | Casual/respectful | sy’ael (your soul) | | You (formal) | mi-| High respect/formality | miael (your soul) | | You (beloved) | lye- | Intimate/loving | lyeael (your soul) |

| They/Them (neutral - plural) | ka- | General third person | kame’a (their light) | | They (disdain) | vi- | Dismissive/lesser | vime’a (their dim light) |

While Faespeak typically uses gender-neutral terms, specific forms do exist for poetic, intimate, or emphatic purposes. These are still used as prefixes but imply more than just gender—they carry fae-perceived essences.

When two following prefix/words end/start with the same letter, an apostrof is added between, keeping the letter of the word rather the prefix. Sya- ael = Sy’ael and not Syaael Essence Prefix Example Meaning He (masculine) ra- rame’a his light She (feminine) le- leme’a her light They (genderless) tya- tyame’a their light It (object) ni- niva its name

Note: These are used for literary, dramatic, or reverent expression. Everyday speech favors gender-neutral forms like tya-.

Pluralization

Plurality in Faespeak is indicated by a soft-sounding suffix, depending on the word type.

1. Plural Suffix -elai (general plural, especially poetic)

kaen (their light) → kame’aelai(their lights)

ael (soul) → aelelai (souls)

2. Plural Pronouns Already Include Plural Meaning

Prefixes like ka- (they) or tye- (we) imply plurality inherently, so pluralizing the object is optional depending on emphasis.

Negation

Negation in Faespeak is usually soft and elegant, avoiding harsh sounds.

Negation Particle: nei- It is placed before the verb root, following the pronoun prefix.

aeaeltheren (I offer myself) → aenei’aeltheren (I do not offer myself)

kaelyssar (they love) → kanei’lyssar(they do not love)

Alternative poetic negations:

veil- (impossibility, sacred no) — used in oaths or curses:

tyeveil’thelan (I shall never return)

noa- (gentle denial, refusal of feeling)

zyanoa’lyssar (I cannot love you)

Questions

1. Question Particle -aei? Placed at the end of the sentence.

syaeltheren shilthysaei? — "Do I offer myself in beauty?"

2. Interrogative Words: Faespeak English shael what thelai who naerys where eivaan why vaela when shaera how

Examples:

mi’shael aeltheren? — “What do you offer?”

lye’naerys, kleteia ? — “Where are you, beloved?”

tye’vaela norin velme’a? — “When shall we rise in light?”

Attachment Words in Faespeak  Meaning Faespeak (casual) Faespeak (poetic/formal) of –el –ael with sir sira by ver vera from thal thala for lai laith to en Ena

Meaning Faespeak Poetic Flavor / Usage in vel “within,” with connotation of depth, emotion, or containment on sya “upon,” used poetically like “on the wind” or “on the path” under noul “beneath,” with undertones of secrecy, reverence, or burden above lira “above,” often used metaphorically (e.g., status, sky) into valen “into” as in moving toward, often goal- or emotion-oriented

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Don't hesitate to propose me words that don't exist here so I can fill my dictionnary. You can also propose your own word, have fun, I mostly tap one first letter, them keyboard slam, and delete some letter, change others and it give a word. I also use name from the fantasynamegenerator)

A

Aaerih — Parent (mother/father) Aaertah— Adoptive parents Aeltheren – To offer oneself Aestrel – Star Adgolor — Music Adonai - Supremacy Aeurial — Dawnlight Aien — Writer Ailmon — To purr Aldori — Monster Alosrin— Jewel Avareth – Wine Anhaern— Anger Annyl — Sexual relationship Aop— Snake Aphrosyne - Passion / Passionate Areb — To draw / To paint Arebiarys– drawing / painting (objects) Asili - Nature Aura – Celest / sky Aurelifay – Celestial fae Avarin – Bird Aya'lu - Light of my life (name) Az’ig — Wing

B

Baeig — Tooth Begizh— Human Bhî’zei— Story Bhraff— Amnesia Blawel— Buttock Blum– Flower Blumifay– Floral Fae Bozn— Lust / sex / sexuality Brelith– Honeycake Brézarh— Curse Bryjorh— Mosaic Bwye — Skin

C

Calen — Green Calo— Sun Carwenys — Principle Caryave— Apple Cernin– deer Chei’goch— Goodbye Chiftik— Insult (“jerk” or worse) Chîwen— Mirror image; reflection of the soul Chor— Black Ciradyl— Mouth Cithrel— Narrow Conall— Head Corleo — Cruel Corlain – To weave / To sew Crenai – To cry Crimsael – Stew Crystael - Ice

D

Dar – A Dance Dareth – To Dance Darnakyn –Taurs Daurien — Path Delven– To search / To explore Diket —Mage / Sorcerer Dî’thamg — Slave Dloj — Past Dmoieh— In front of Dor — Tall / Big Dor’Ypoj— High Priest/Priestess Draulin – Mushroom Dravel– Earth / Soil Drayth – To fall D’rea – Memory Dro— On / above Drovane – Thunder Drue— Foot Durafay – Rock fae Duravelle - Rock / Stone

E

Ebaze — Arrow Ehg — Eye(s) Eilrie — Baby Elaith— Forgiveness (earned after wrongdoing) Elatris— Pervert Eldrin— Attractive / sexy Elqen— Boob (vulgar) Ensys— Eye Ensysor— Eyes Equestrel– Horse Erika— Secret Erro– To be Eryndel— Snowflake Esgo Htreal — Die! (curse) Es’Grungvo — Go away! Esther— Cute / adorable

F

Fay - Fae Faylen –Fairy fae Fayrienne – Fire fae Fe — If Fea— Spirit Féàràno — Child Felorin– Cat Feluren – Sugar / Sugary / sweet Fenhia— Universe Feriah – War Ferethiar – A fight / battle Fereth – To fight Fih— Also Fireph — Alone / loneliness Folyir— Whisper / To whisper Fuog — Happy Fzaof— Toy

G

Galan — Peace Gah’rrvaus -​ Honor​​​Garnelai – Bread Geag’egz — Makeup Geagf — Box / container Gharthûn — Blood; sacred essence of life Gin — Sailor Giofayelle – Glass fae Gormak – Bear Got’ — Hello (casual) Gotcheite — Greeting (formal) Grejeon — Romantic relationship Greou — Chance / fate Grunmok– Dwarf Gruskyn – Pig / Boar Guoz— Breath

H

Halueve — Marriage / sacred union Heideen— Freedom / free Heirieth— War Hesvara— Song Hetho— Paper Hohj — Nothing / void Hogue — Adventure Holafiel— Artist Hre’szao — You're welcome Hulee– Gift / treasure Hyrin – To do Hyzag— Donkey

I

Iaerih — Sibling Iezp— Chicken Idall - Knowledge Iliren— Spouse Inaro— Breast (polite) Ineo - Mercy Ir’goet— Warmth / heat Irhîzr— Book Ithren— Dream / to dream Iyren– To sing Izohg — Pride

J

Jagji — Prince / Princess Jandar — Ears Jerief— Sky Jesdi— Duck Jîhf — Closed / locked Jeovis – Tender / sweet

K

Kailu — Nose Kaosi - Chaos Kaug— Here Kelorin — Feather Khënôs – Root / mind Kleteia – Beloved / my love Kraddakch ! — No way! / Absolutely not! Krystal — Crystal Kuom — Extinguished Kveag — Bath Kylin — Suicide Kyo — Shadow Kze— Yes

L

Laevyre — Touch; physical connection Larrel —Hair Leagui— Fish Legiog — Drunk Lhov — Clothing Loa — Pure Loky— Woman / girl Loraven — Feast Lothi— Orange (fruit) Lyssar – To love

M

Malvyfay – Ice fae Marnavay – Lava fae Marg ! — Good! / Excellent! Massyor — House Mî— Small / tiny Miralafay – Fungus fae Miriel – Petal Me’a — Light Melas– To see / To witness / To watch Meren – Water Miasys — Art Mîr – listening Miruun – Fish Mmig — Desire Morpheiros— To sleep Morraun – Jam Mujrr— Many / a lot Myshaal — lover Myrden– To grow (plants) Myrrh — Music

N

Nahlin – Tomorrow Namia — Fruit Narveth – To write Nasîr — Arm Natay - Death Natr — Birth Nary — Above Nelaeryn— Body Nerevae— River Niblin - Gnome Nieven — Temple / sacred place Niova – Neige Norin – To rise / To ascend Nu — Under / beneath Nue’z — Cold / frozen Nungh— How Nylvaen – Milk Nyvra – To cast (a spell ; doing magic)

O

Obuer — Road Oepz — Mirror Olovyre — Acrobat Oltréna— Silence; sacred or profound quiet Omabela— Wild / untamed O’mrys – Deity Ori’jeon— Sculptor Orz’eeag — Orange (color) ‘otchei’ — Hey! / Yo! (rude) Ozrehs — Mercy

P

Pezuo — Mystery Phîtha — Criminal Phîtumal — Crime Pratz— No Putle — Fat / big / large Pyez— Dog

Q

Qchatlho' — Thank you Qerh— Challenge Qiegz — Library Qîerhj— Magic / magical Qimyar — Penis Qithyra— Cheese Qizumin — In-law (parent of spouse) Quethal — Ghost; lingering soul Qu’ug — Rabbit

R

Raelith — Truth Ravasandoral — Harmony (relationship) Riev — Crazy Risar— Liar Rhik — Sugar Roï— Polite Roïzei — Politeness Runari– Goblin Runn’eh – Spare / leftover Ruvyn— Powder Rygna — Star

S

Saetha  — Blade; weapon or sharp edge Sachiel — Wise Saeros — Brave Sapheïros— Eternal Selmin – To hear Selyren – Elf / Elven Seralune – Water fae Serarna— Justice Serivarn – Lamia Shahorn— Foot Shal – To go / to leave / To depart Shil– Beauty Shilthys – Deep Beauty / very great beauty Siam — Power Sigrin— Man / boy Sîkn — Behind Sikarn– Spider Silnael – Fruit Sin— The (singular) Sinaht — Coral Sinao’— This one Sinor — The (plural) Siralei– Yesterday Solkyn – Dragon Solketh – Tart / pie Solvayn – To shine / To glow Shei— You Sylith – Sorrow Syllin – Wind Sylliafay – Wind fae Syvarn – Snake Syvrel – To grow (from child to adult / in size)

T

Tal — Town / village / city Tarven– To eat (human’s « Tavern » is a deformation of it) Telya — Money Te’pih— Open Tezih — Like / as Thalareen– Merfolk Thalun – To swim Tharen – To speak / To declare Thelan – To return / To come back Thelofay – Seasonal fae Tholgrin – Orc Threnkai – Wolf / dog Tivze — Friend Toed— Red Trelvar – Vegetable Tzigh — Horse

U

Uefu — King / Queen Ueguo— Traitor Ueza — Uterus Ugyf— Fire / flame Uiob—Alcohol Uizri— Laziness Ulafial — Leg Umbrifay– Shadow fae Uthoî — Doll

V

Va – Name Vaelorn – Tree Vaeril — Flexible / flexibility Vageiros — Face Vajyre — Adultery Vallamine — School / studies Varkanyr – Protection / armor / shield Varken – To protect/guard Vathyra — Belly Vaydran– Storm fae Velcendrafay – Ashen fae Vellenkai- Candy Velthir – To burn Veniel – To understand Vezif — Genie / djinn Vhratm fer — Shut up Vilkari – Kitsune Virelle– Moon Virelliasy – Moonlight Vlogrit' Korv — Good luck Vulrai – Fox Vynarme— Beautiful

W

Waesro — Hand Wegoriph — Castle / palace Wete — White Wherti ! — Idiot! Widzih — Birth / childbirth Wiizeb — Vampire

X

Xergb — Prayer Xer — To pray Xilxidor — Sympathy Xoz’erj— Gluttony Xyryra— Jerk (insult)

Y

Yeshice — Painter Yesthyra— To fail Yiert — Old Yindove— Religion Yzei — World Ylo— That / this Ysr — Very Yllasalor – Today Yzevc— Pirate

Z

Zeff – metal / acier / metallic Zepharun – Metal fae Zeipsh — Chocolate Zertn— Boat / ship Zîp’re — Waterfall Zirelle– Tea Zizhr — Rage Zoefay – Animal fae Zoevgir – Beastfolk Zyldan — Vagina Zylzorwyn— Alphabet Zyprigh — Imagination

Faes tend to use the same word for multiple animal from the same specie. They will call « cat » any type of feline, either lions, tiger or actual domestic cats. There is some exceptions.

Below are several Faespeak sentences constructed using this vocabulary and grammar rules:

1. sy’aeltheren shilthys

I offer myself in deepest beauty → sy-(I, personal) + aeltheren (offer self) +shilthys (deep beauty)

2. mi’fereth laith sin me’a sira loa (Or « mi’fereth me’a loa »)

You fight for the light with purity → mi-(you, formal) + fereth (to fight) + me’a(light) + loa (pure)

3. tye veil’thelan

I shall never return (sacred vow) → tye-(I, reverent) + veil- (sacred negation) + thelan (to return)

4. zya’lyssar sy’ael jeovis

I love your soul with sweetness → zya-(I, beloved) + lyssar (to love) + sy’ael(your soul) + jeovis (sweet)

5. tye’ithrelen hanorin fuog

We dream of rising in joy → tye-(we, communal) + ithren (to dream) +hanorin (to rise) + fuog(happy)

6. ka’nei’lyssar aelelai

They do not love souls → ka-(they) + nei- (negation) + lyssar(to love) + aelelai (souls, plural)

7. mi’shael ferethiar?

What battle do you fight? → mi-(you, formal) + shael (what) + ferethiar(battle)

8. lye’ailmon sirciradyl fuog

You purr with a happy mouth → lye-(you, beloved) + ailmon (to purr) +ciradyl (mouth) + fuog(happy)

9. sy’melas tya’ael aestrel

I see their soul as a star → sy-(I, personal) + melas (to see) + tya’ael(their soul) + aestrel (star)

10. ka’dareth dar fuog

They dance the dance of joy → ka-(they) + dareth (to dance) + dar(dance) + fuog (happy)

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Faespeak Pronunciation System (Not Human-Compatible)

Overview:

Faespeak is meant to be sung as much as spoken, blending resonant, breathy, guttural, nasal, and tonal elements. Certain phonemes have emotional weight, not just sound. Most humans flatten or simplify Faespeak, failing to capture its full power.

Writing in tendrilis, alphabet by Anomalis

[darkphilosophies]

Eris x Reader SFW Headcanons

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

When you first met him, he was a stone-cold bastard, and you could never understand how someone who wields fire could have ice in his veins. Then he touched you for the first time, and his hands were warm and soft, the touch so delicate it was barely a whisper of one. Soon, you found out that he hates showing affection in public but will lavish you with it when you are alone. His hand would often caress your arm, and his fingers would draw circles on your skin until it prickles, then he would kiss it and pull you into his embrace. He loves having you in his lap, even when he has a mountain of work laying on his desk. He loves your warmth and your presence above all.

B = Beginning (How would the relationship start?)

You hated him, and he couldn’t stop reminding you just how much of an asshole he was. Then one day, you found yourself in a forest cornered by five nagas, and just when you thought that would be the end of you, Eris appeared and ripped them apart with his bare hands. He looked up at you after, blood dripping down his usually pristine suit, and growled, “How about you learn to fight, my lady?”. You didn’t answer, yet the next day, a neatly packed training clothes appeared on your bed along with a note that read, “In the training ring at sundown.” You went.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Eris might love his hounds, but he bears more resemblance to the cat that one day strolled in your suit. He loves to cuddle but on his own terms. He would often pull you into his arms and hold you for a while or would have you rest on his chest while he reads a book in bed. The moment you decide to hold him, though, he sneaks away. You were annoyed at first, but then you slowly realized how difficult it was for him to receive affection when he never had before.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He doesn’t cook, but he will bring you wild Autumn berries every time he goes hunting. When he inevitably drags you along on his hunt, he would roast whatever he caught, and it would usually taste way better than you would like to admit. He doesn’t clean either, but he is so neat he doesn’t have to. Everything he owns has a place, and he loves to have his rooms in order. When you first moved in, he had a small existential crisis because you love chaos and as he often likes to say, “you must have invented messiness.”

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If he picks you, and you pick him, there is no going back or breaking up.

F = Fiancé(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

The moment he saw you, he knew you were the one he wanted to spend his life with; everything else was just him waiting for you to catch up. The moment you did, he whisked you to the temple and made you his.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

You have seen him rip his enemies to shreds, you have seen him torture prisoners for information, you have seen him threaten misbehaving courtiers, and you have never even for a second expected that a male like him could be so gentle. Yet he is always kind to you, always polite and sweet. He compliments you often and brings you small gifts every day. He loves to help you with all the buttons of your dress and the laces of your boots, but most of all, he loves to scoop you off the settee when you fall asleep reading and carry you to the bed, peppering your face with tiny featherlike kisses.

H = Humour (Do they like to make jokes? How often do they do it? What are their jokes like?)

When you first met him, you thought he was mean, now you know he hides his true self behind his snarky remarks. He doesn’t truly joke or laugh much, and if something is very funny, he might curve his lips in amusement, but never a smile. The first time he let out a full-blown laugh was at one of your jokes, and you could swear the sight of him laughing was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes him a while, just because he had never said it before. He knows the feeling because he loves a lot and loves deeply, but it’s an effort to admit it out loud, an effort for the words to roll down his tongue.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He is very jealous and possessive, but he never shows it. If you pay attention, you might notice his eyes never leaving you or his mouth pursing ever so slightly when someone talks to you. But he bottles that inside and gives you space to explore everything you want and make your own decisions.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Eris gives as many different kinds of kisses as there are leaves in the Autumn forest. There is the soft forehead kiss for when you are down or the gentle brushing of his lips against yours when you have had a long day. There is the deep desperate kiss when you have been away and the passionate inferno when he is jealous. The languid one for when he is happy and the possessive one when he takes you to bed.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Eris admires children because they are free, and they often say exactly what they think. He doesn’t want a lot of children of his own; he dreams of having just one girl he can lavish with all the attention and love he has. While he is waiting for his dream to come true, he sets up fighting lessons for all the small ladies at court so that they can always defend themselves against “bastards like him.”

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He is an early riser, but ever since you started sleeping together, he lingers in bed until you wake up. He loves to hold you tight and whisper sweet words in your ear. He tangles his legs with yours and pulls you closer, giving you tiny kisses. More often than not, those kisses grow into a slow lovemaking session.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Your bed is very close to a huge window, and you often admire how the moonlight illuminates his freckles, setting them aflame like tiny stars. When he catches you staring, he usually “punishes” you by wringing pleasure out of you for hours. Oh, and he sleeps naked, just so that he can feel you with his whole body.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

There are centuries of trauma underneath the beautiful face, stories that he tries to bury deep down in his mind. Sometimes when he has had a particularly hard day, you get a glimpse of his pain, but mostly he hides it well. He doesn’t want to burden anyone with it, especially those he loves.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He is infinitely patient; there is nothing anyone can do to make him lose his nerve. The only few times that has happened have been only for show before his court.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He pays very close attention to other people’s words and remembers everything, maybe because he had to survive in this ruthless court or because he was its spymaster, but he values information above most things.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

When you kissed him for the first time. You had fought in the training ring the day before. All because of him, of course, because he wanted to tell you how much he wanted you and how he needed that time with you as much as he needed air, yet the words were not coming out. Instead, he teased you relentlessly until you threw a fit and left. He sent you the most exquisite dress as an apology, but you tore it to shreds, took all the tiny pieces, marched to his suite and threw them like confetti in his face. You expected him to get angry; instead, he gave you a look full of self-satisfaction and perhaps a tiny bit of admiration. So you kissed him just to wipe that smug expression off his face.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He protects those he loves with everything he's got. He would sacrifice every bit of himself if that meant he would keep you safe. It doesn’t work the other way around, though. He is extremely uncomfortable when you try to protect him. All those years full of poison by Beron’s side have instilled in him the feeling that he is not worthy of love and protection. It breaks you a little bit, but you use every chance you get to show that it’s not true.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He has it all planned out for years, if not centuries, in advance. There isn’t a length he wouldn’t go to get you the perfect present.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He doesn’t share. He burdens himself with everything and only tells you after the fact, but you understand that it’s hard for a lone wolf to work in a pack, so you let it slide more often than not.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Very concerned. Looks are everything in Autumn, so he has the seamster and fabric dealer a hand’s width away. You can swear he never wears the same clothes twice.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

No, because as he likes to remind you, “there is no world for me without you.”

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He gifted you a sweet white puppy for your first anniversary. Much to your surprise, she grew up to be a strong and wilful hound, the leader of your family’s pack.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Lies. You have a bargain that you would always tell each other the truth, no matter how ugly it is.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

He talks in his sleep, and among the gibberish, you often hear your name.

[fairylandblog]

Cicely Mary Barker and the Alphabet Fairies

British artist and illustrator Cicely Mary Barker was most well-known for her enchanted fairies and floral images. Cicely Mary Barker, born in Croydon, England in 1895, demonstrated early artistic ability despite her epilepsy. The Pre-Raphaelite movement greatly inspired Barker's art; her painstaking attention to detail and love of nature gave her illustrations both magical and realistic appeal. Her artistry was greatly influenced by her faith as an Anglican, which gave her work a feeling of awe and respect for the natural world.

Barker's series of Flower Fairies books—which include the Alphabet Fairies—is among her most appreciated offerings to children's literature. She combined in these pieces her delicate watercolor drawings of fairies with lyrics honoring flowers and flora matching each letter of the alphabet. As she examined actual flora to guarantee authenticity in her drawings, the Alphabet Fairies merged her love of botany with her artistic ability. The series was not only beautiful but also instructive, as each fairy matched with a different plant.

The quirky way the Alphabet Fairies portrayed fairies as protectors of the environment grabbed readers' imagination. Barker's fairies felt vivid and relevant because they were depicted as young, often modeled after real children she observed or sketched. Her writings accompanying the images enhanced the experience even more by combining whimsical rhymes with accurate language that brought the fairies and their flowers to life. Her poetry and artwork, taken together, produced a timeless appeal that still enthralls viewers now.

[fae-info-dumps]

[knightofarcane]

chose Beauregard as our B name for the OC Alphabet Challenge and came up with this fairy idea

Watch the video for them here:

[screaming-pickle]

So I've been working on this thing for the past three days, and yes! I'm proud of myself :3

Edit: I honestly thought [ï] was pronounced eye, but no, that's [î]. So replace all the [ï] with [î]

[vicshush]

[ID: A tag that reads "#excited for 2027 based on this pattern". /end ID]

2024 : Getting carried away by the latest fad :: 2025 : Getting carried away by the latest fae

[mysumeow]

︵ ☆ Malleus NSFW Alphabet (from A to I) Pt. 1

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

You lay in bed, disheveled and catching your breath after you’re done with each other. His first instinct upon seeing you like that is to trail his lips across the marks left on your neck, your shoulders, and more places you can’t bother to check. He caresses your cheek, his fingers tickling your tender skin. You mumble something about wanting to take a bath and he holds you to take you there, nerves still tingly as you walk.

He ascertains the water is to your liking before guiding you in with him, and you take your place between his legs, your back smooth against his chest.    

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Naturally, he likes his horns. They’re a symbol of status among the faes, unique to the draconic lineage. He takes great care of them as much as he does with his hair and the rest of his body.

When it comes to you…

Major arteries are in human’s necks, headlining them as one of the favored spots to attack for any predator. Yet, you let your defenses down enough to allow him access, not only to kiss it but also to bite. This is a display of trust sure to make his heart ache with devotion.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

It’s enough to fill up every crevice within you, and more. It drips down your thighs. There’s no way you couldn’t feel it. Malleus tries to maintain his wits while he’s rearranging your guts, but you don’t make that task easy, not when you cling to him like that. A vortex of longing and lust consumes him, and despite that effort to keep his possessive draconic instincts at bay, he concedes and pours inside of you every time.

Don’t let him see the way it trails outside of you; he’ll incline for a second round to make up for what slipped out of you.

D = Dirty secret (self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes it when you caress his horns, not only with your hands, but your lips, too.

It’s unbelievable how fast his cock hardens when you press your lips there, lovingly kissing them the way you would his lips. The pleasure shoots right to his dick, you could make him come just like that if you wanted to. The contrast between a feature meant to represent power being used to unravel him with your affection is the reason he keeps it a secret.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

A sheltered prince who spent most of his life in the comfort of a castle, surrounded by other faes who bent to his every whim but kept a distance because of fear or respect, it’s unlikely that he’s had that type of intimacy with someone before.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Mating press. Next question.

It starts with missionary, a classic position you can’t go wrong with and it’s practical. It’s ideal for him, he wants to witness your eyebrows crease from the pleasure, or when you bite your lip, throw your head back against the velvety pillows on his bed—he’s immersed in the sight.

By the time he notices, he’s already gripping under your knees and pushing them against your chest, or as far back as he can fold them. He’s tall and heavy against your physique, swallowing it with no effort.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

You may think his stern expression comes from a place of boredom, but it’s the contrary. He’s entranced by every wave of enjoyment, your pleasure his priority with each movement…Although he’s not one to crack a joke during sex, if he notices you’re in a more humored state, he can be a bit cheeky.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they?)

Leaving his privates unattended means the hair down there will get out of control and it peeves him. He can’t help it, he was raised to adapt routines to make sure he’s presentable at most times and despite his pubes not being something that’ll be displayed to the public eye, they’ll be to yours. So, of course, he wants to be presentable to you in that way.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Malleus yearns for heartfelt intimacy. His view on sex isn’t limited to the carnal aspects, it means a lot more to him. You’re trusting your soft, squishy human body to his desire, unraveling your most sensitive parts to his ravenous need to prod and tease with his fangs and hands. Albeit the softness of his view, the way it canalizes into his actions…He embraces you, all the while he steals your breath away with the vigorous pounding he’s giving you.

[nitewrighter]

Snow White and the Fae Co-Op

Part Three: I Got Better

Part One

Part Two

Hey thanks for getting the next round, man. 'Preciate you.

I've tried writing this part down, you know. Every couple decades or so I get the urge, say "I'm gonna do it right," get a journal or typewriter or laptop or whatever they're using, try it out for a couple pages... then I drop off. Then I get guilty for dropping off because... I mean Snow taught me to read, right? So if there's anything I should be doing to repay that then...

But I mean--Trolls, look, we're an oral-tradition based culture anyway, okay? The closest thing we had to a writing system is this... kind of Ogham-ish tally language that doesn't distinguish the alphabetical from numerical very strongly that was mostly used for outlining lineages and territories. And we can read rocks, obviously. We can look at a rock and we can tell you where that rock has been or how it used to be a much bigger rock or how it's actually a lot of little rocks mashed together but that's not really a language.

I'm getting sidetracked. Where was I? Snow and the Prince.

Okay. Bloody nose. Probably broken nose. Snow's leading the Prince through the castle, and this is the part where, if Snow were telling this, she would throw in something flowery about the way he gripped her hand or the way the light from the windows passed over his face, or the way her own brain was a scramble of 'You can't trust this guy, this is the queen's cup-bearer, he's done fuck all to try and connect with you before this, why would he try now? This has to be a ploy from the Queen." But then that thought gets interrupted by overwhelming pity for the guy, but then that pity gets interrupted by feeling bad for pitying him, because he's a whole-ass person with dignity or whatever. It all sounds very exhausting, this pure-of-heart thing. She brings him down to this spooky-ass alchemy lab and he's like, "Are we... allowed here??"

And she goes, "Sure, the Queen taught me all kinds of stuff down here when I was younger."

And this is when the Prince makes an 'Oh shit' face and she catches herself saying, "Oh, nothing bad! Like, we did great with the basics, but then we moved on to poisons, but then everything I made kept... burning or percolating into medicines, and she screamed at me over and over again every time my poisons turned into... the opposite of poison... and eventually she just gave up. Anyway, I've got a leopard's bane compound around here for the swelling....Should probably also find something for the pain--how's the pain?"

"It's... there?" Prince Damp Kingdom says awkwardly, "You know, you haven't answered my question."

"What question?"

"Why you're on edge?"

"Oh. Well, Queen wants to kill me."

"Wh--"

Snow plucks a vial from a crowded shelf, uncorks and sniffs it. "Oh, this'll work," she holds the vial toward him, "Put this under your tongue?"

"W-what is it?"

"It's... kind of complicated. It's rotten sugar and ground up seashells and this one herb that's been steeped in vinegar for a week and a bunch of other little things."

The prince makes a face again but Snow---and this is another part of Snow that to this day scares the shit out of me--Snow just flutters her eyelashes and goes, "If you don't want it, though..."

And knee-jerk the prince takes the vial from her and goes, "No, thank you--I mean, yes. I'll..." he glances at the vial and then back at her, "Thank you."

And yeah, you could argue that the prince is the kind of guy who would let his Bushwick girlfriend cut his hair and then pretend it looks great when it looks like shit for like three weeks after. But Snow is not a girlfriend from Bushwick. Snow is a Fae Weapon Forged in a Human Womb. Snow is the heart of the Evil Queen wrapped in new flesh and made pure. Snow is holiness and magic. Snow is a Miracle and a Curse. Again, Princess-Messiah.

So like, if you're hearing this from my perspective, you're probably wondering why she's spending so much time with a dude who doesn't have a lot going for him beyond being pretty and harp-playing. But y'know, I've already told you that Fae have complex and have esoteric notions of attraction, and that Snow knew things and saw things that both fae and human couldn't. She's just also... crazy convincing over the stupidest, smallest stuff, which is how the Prince found himself putting something that he didn't even know what the hell it was under his tongue and immediately making a face at this horrible honey-bitter-chemical taste before squinting for a few seconds and feeling his shoulders relax along with a slight tingling buzz relieving the ache of swelling in his face.

"Why do you think the queen's going to kill you?" it's possible Snow's medicine loosened his tongue as well as his shoulders.

"I didn't say she's going to kill me, I said she wants to kill me. If she could kill me, she would have done it already."

"So you can't... die?"

"I can die. Why wouldn't I be able to die?"

"I don't know. This is a lot right now. We don't talk much."

"Why is that?" Snow tilts her head.

The Prince gulps, already higher for this than he wants to be. "It... hurts to look at you, sometimes," he mutters, not meeting her eyes. Her thick black lashes squint and those red lips of hers hitch off to one side and he tries to clarify himself, "Not that you're not pretty--I didn't mean that in a 'You're not pretty' way, because you are... t-terrifyingly pretty, but when I look at you, all I can think of is... how... I've never done anything."

"I think you're selling yourself a bit short," Snow says kindly.

"But that's the other terrifying thing. I'm--I'm also scared of what kind of person I'd become just by being close to you. The world changes for you, I mean even right now, I'm saying so much more than I would ever normally, sanely say and--and what did you give me? What did I just put in my mouth just now?"

"Rotten sugar, ground up seashells, leopard's bane soaked in vinegar for a week--" Snow is counting on her fingers.

"But what does it do?!"

"It's for your nose--which I am still very sorry for, by the way."

"And I'm trying to find out something about you--I want to help you, but you just-just-- shimmer out of it! Why does the Queen want to kill you? This is the third time I've asked you that!"

"That's not the third time you've asked me that. First you asked why I'm on edge, then you asked why I think the Queen's going to kill me, which basically implied that you don't believe--"

"Princess," he bites the word between his teeth with frustration and she blinks, wondering if she's finally managed to find whatever iron is in him, before those thick black lashes lower.

"I think... because of what you just said. Because the world changes for me," she pauses for a few moments and her shoulders sink, "It scares me too. The changing. You stayed away because you thought I'd change you?"

"You can't tell that you're changing me now?"

"We don't talk much," Snow smiles sadly.

There's an awkward pause, then, and they both look away from each other. Fucking teenagers, yeesh. But then Snow seems to remember herself and says, "You really shouldn't be standing this long--with both the drug and the blood loss you could get dizzy so--"

They both flinch at the sound of a voice bouncing off the stone from the turret staircase. From the castle undercroft. They both recognize the powerful, elegant timbre. The Evil Queen.

"We should go," Prince Damp Kingdom says on reflex, all of the truth drawn up out of him shriveling up and dying like velella washed up on a beach, before saying, "Princess--Snow!"

But Snow's already pacing forward, shoulders stiff, gripping her skirts with white knuckles and the prince hopes she's going upstairs, but nope! Downstairs. And he curses in a very unprincely way under his breath before hustling after her, head now swimming from whatever the hell she dosed him with and his own movement.

He follows her down the turret stairs and into the castle undercroft, which is lit by some extremely unsettling purple-teal flames in the approximate spots where torch sconces should be, and they can hear the Evil Queen speaking, her voice echoing through the undercroft, though they can't make out the exact words. The prince gets a shudder at the back of his neck because there was this same draw, this same hook as when he was following the sound of Snow's voice when she sang at the well. Something something air and darkness, that was all the prince could make out, before Snow abruptly turns (maybe she could hear more sharply than him), and both find themselves looking into what may have been some kind of... mini-chapel for when the castle was under siege and human christians had to do human christian shit on account of the siege and everyone was probably going to die or something. Except there was definitely no Christian god for what was going on in that space now, I'll tell you that much. Instead, you have the queen standing in front of a circular plane of glass, as wide as both her arms spread out to her sides--and they can tell that because her arms are fully spread out, and she's saying,

"Mirror mirror, on the wall,

Who, in this land, is fairest of all?"

And like, this is the horror movie part where any sensible person would be saying, "I should get the fuck out of here, that's what I should do" but again, we are dealing with FUCKING TEENAGERS so of course Snow and the Prince are both hiding behind a column watching the Evil Queen commune with some cosmic horror shit.

And like, the thing is, at first the Queen is just talking to her own reflection.

But then her reflection suddenly digs its fingers to its hairline and peels its whole front off, peels the goddamn image off the queen off like one of those Korean beauty masks, but in that same motion, it's like a layer of the glass itself is being peeled off as well, and before the evil queen stands a roughly her-shaped figure of green flames.

"Our dearest betrayer, our loveliest entertainment," the figure in green flames coos, "Must you call us on such tedious matters?"

And the Evil Queen just says again, more insistently this time,

"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,

Who, in this land, is fairest of all?"

"You ask and ask and ask, beloved," the Mirror answers back, "What have you done to change things this time, hmm? Some new potion? Another felled king?"

The evil queen's breath hitches, but she steels herself before saying once more,

"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,

Who, in this land, is fairest of all?"

The green flame figure huffs. "Ugh, so BORING--though know we're only answering because your reaction is the most entertaining part of these little chats." The green flame figure seizes and abruptly gets swallowed up by shadowed dampness, revealing itself as Mosscloak.

"You, my queen, are fair; it is true. But Snow-White is a thousand times fairer than you."

But suddenly two green flame eyes burn in the shadows of Mosscloak's hood.

"You act as if she is a weapon against you by her own will,

That she is not the product of your actions.

That she is not your heart. "

The Queen doesn't seem to react, but Snow suddenly winces next to the Prince, her head bowing, her features scrunching as if holding back a sob.

"Snow?" his name leaves him barely audible as a puff of breath.

"You need to go," Snow is suppressing the whimper in her own voice, like there's a tidal wave of grief inside her surging up, fingernails scraping against the stone of the column.

"Not without you--" the Prince starts.

"Now," she flicks those dark eyes to him and before he can even comprehend his own free will in the situation, he's zipping up the stairs, and she can feel his will screaming against her. He's supposed to be scooping her up in his arms and taking her with him, or sprinting toward the Queen screaming with a dagger, or something, but no, Snow is sending him away because he's safest if he doesn't have the Queen's attention.

"Show her to me," the Queen says, her voice thick.

The mirror abruptly morphs to show a scarlet net studded with pearls against jet-black hair. This mass of hair is facing a mirror, which is showing a scarlet net studded with pearls against jet black hair, looking at a mirror at the far end of the rom. The mirror in the mirror in the mirror is displaying a mess of black hair studded with pearls facing a mirror--

Snow realizes she's looking at the back of her own head in the Magic Mirror, and because she is looking at the mirror, the mirror is looking at itself. Her head swings around to see... nothing. There's nothing there and yet it can see her. Her jaw opens and quivers with unspoken, terrified words before she finally manages to force her brain signals down to her legs again. She hauls up her skirts in bunches and sprints up the turret stairs after the prince.

...Oh look at that. I finished this pint. Now, I could go home, or... I could tell the next part of the story if someone got me another pint of 'Literally Just Wet Hops' IPA. Decisions, decisions.

[busybeewriting]

And so, the stars aligned.

Azriel x Archeron!Sister reader.

Summary: After the Cauldron had transformed you and your sisters into High Fae, it takes some adjusting. But as life settles down, your left with searing normalcy and dealing with your sisters being grossly in love.

Warnings: None!

This is going to be part of a ongoing series! Feel free to send over any other ideas!

Requests are open!!

part two part three part four Masterlist

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You were happy for your sisters. Truly. Feyre had found Rhysand and made her life here better than anything you could have imagined back home in the rundown cabin you had grown up in. Nesta, well she was still Nesta. But now she had Cassian. And they were annoyingly in love.

But here you were. Sitting in the gardens with your only other single sister, book perched in your lap as you get distracted watching how Elain floats gracefully through the gardens. She had a few smears of dirt across her cheek, and a light sweat sheen made it look like she was glowing as the sunlight hit her. The sound of footsteps echoed as someone approached the gardens. Looking over you saw Azriel standing there- noting how he purposefully made himself known before entering. He doesn't bother to look in your direction at first, his eyes trained on where Elain was kneeling.

"Az!" Elain chirps, quickly standing and smoothing out her dress. Smiling up at the Shadowsinger. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Azriel had the faintest smile as he looked at Elain. "I wanted to make sure you were doing well." Finally he looks over in your direction. His hazel eyes meeting yours as he seemed to share the same sentiment towards you as well. Elain seemed to remember that you were there as well. Looking over at you, she gives an easy smile.

"I think we're doing well. What about you? y/n?" She asks overly sweet. And you knew your sister well enough to know she was telling you to answer and find a way out so she can be alone with Az.

Smiling as well, though admittedly tighter due to her sisters look. You understood her hesitance with her mate. But did she really not even respect the man enough to just flat out reject him? He clearly wasn't accepting her indifference as rejection. "I'm well." You nod, standing and stretching with a slight yawn. "I think I'm going to take a nap."

Elain winks at you, taking Azriel's arm as she tugs him further into the gardens. Rolling your eyes and shaking your head, you head upstairs toward the room Feyre had crafted just for you. And you couldn't lie. It was so nice to have your own room, your own space. A luxury you couldn't have ever imagined the nights you laid on the floor of the old cabin.

You were young when your mother passed. You had barely known what life was like before poverty. Just two years younger than Feyre, it had been enough to ensure that you couldn't read- but like Feyre you knew the Alphabet…at least somewhat. You wondered if you could teach yourself to read now? You look at the book you had in your hands and sighs. Tossing it aside, you just occasionally flipped through the pages to make it look like you were doing anything else but getting lost into your head. Letting yourself fall back onto your bed, looking up at the ceiling. Boredom was going to kill you. Not wanting to wither away just yet. You got up with a heavy sigh and decided to go find Nyx. If there had been nothing good about becoming a High Fae, he would be your shining light. He was the Archeron's pride and joy. You and your sisters argue over being the favorite Aunt. Nesta claims that since she saved his, and Feyre's life, she is automatically the favorite. You and Elain told her that Nyx doesn't know her yet so it's not a fair assumption. Secretly, deep down you know that you're the favorite.

Making your toward Rhys's office- where you knew Feyre tended to be around this time. Gently knocking on the door, "It's open!" Rhys answers and looks toward the door expectantly. Stepping in you give a small smile.

"I have come to steal your son." You joke, walking in and seeing the baby in Feyre's arms. Her and Rhys laugh as Nyx perks up at you reaching his little arms out. You can't help the smile growing on your face as you take him. "Well hello there, Nxyie!" You coo as you brush the hair out of his face. He babbles to you, and you nod along to it. As if it isn't just gibberish.

"Nothing exciting going on y/n?" Rhys asks, standing from his desk as he wraps an arm around Feyre and presses a kiss to her temple. You shake your head.

"You're welcome to join us, we were just about to go out to lunch." Feyre offers, her smile is soft and sweet. She was practically glowing here. Gently you shook your head.

"Nah, when's the last time you guys had some alone time? I've got Nyx go enjoy." You give your sister and her mate a gentle smile. They look at each other- eyes glossing over as they talk to each other. You try and keep the ache in your heart out. Watching your sisters fall in love was the best thing that ever happened to you, to them. You were so insanely happy for them it was sometimes hard to remind yourself that mates take time. And yours would be out there, and you'd find them one day.

Feyre turns to you, "If you're okay with watching him then we'd be happy to take you up on the offer. "

"I can compen-" Rhys begins but you cut him off before he can continue.

"He is my nephew, Rhysand." You hardly used his full name. Giving a playful glare as you turn away with Nyx, who giggles at the movement. "You don't have to pay me to watch him."

Feyre laughs and shrugs, looking up at him. "I told you she wouldn't accept." Rhys hands his hands up defensively.

"Don't say I didn't try." He gives an easy smile to you and Feyre. In a few quick steps he presses a kiss to Nyx's head. "Behave for your Aunt." He tells him gently, then presses a kiss to the top of your head. "And you, call me if you need anything." You nod and smile as Feyre also quickly kisses Nyx's cheek and tells him that she loves him. Hugging you as they leave.

You look back at the infant in your arms. It was strange to how much this little guy looked like your sister, but there was so much more Rhys in him. He blinks his big blue eyes up at you. "Well Nyx. It's just me and you." You sigh and give an exaggerated shrug to jostle him- earning a giggle.

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Laying on the floor, you continue to play with Nyx. His attention currently on a crinkly kids book. And you try to read the book with him- able to make out a few words.

"Pretending to read that one too?"

You jump as you whip around to see Azriel there. HIs face remains stoic, but his eyes have a glint of amusement in them. You wrinkle your nose at the Illyrian in front of you. "Spying on us?"

He raises any eyebrow and crosses the room, sitting next to you and picking up Nyx. Holding him up above him, "Hello Nyx." Nyx babbles in return and Azriel nods along as well. He looks back toward you as he lowers Nyx and passes him back the book. "He says that you were reading to him."

You smile, leaning back on your hands as you look at him. Raising an eyebrow while Azriel continues to look at you- you'd normally shy away under the Shadowsingers gaze. But for some reason today you can't seem to do that right now. "Is that so?"

Azriel simply nods. "But if you ask me, I think you were just fake reading to him."

If there was one person who had picked up on your inability to read. It would have been the Spy master himself. "What makes you think that?"

Not expecting the challenging tone from you, you could swear that Azriel looked shocked for a second. But he leans forward, equally as challenging. "What is your book about?"

Shit. You blink, what would make it so he wouldn't question you? "…romance. Pure. Filthy romance. I got it from Nesta." You lie quickly and pray to the Mother that he believed you.

Azriel nods, seeming satisfied with that answer. "You ran out of the garden quickly." He notes. You could have sworn that as you looked at him leaning back there was a…sadness to his voice. But that would be ridiculous. He was in love with Elain.

"I wanted to give you and Elain time." You shrug, looking back at Nyx who is now smashing two trucks together. You take one of the rubber ducks on the floor, setting it on your nephew's head.

"I went out there to talk to both of you."

You don't dare to look at him. "Is something wrong?"

"…No." He says after some contemplation. Taking another duck and setting it on the babes shoulder. Nyx seemed unbothered by it. Continuing to smash the trucks.

"Then, no harm no foul. Right?" You smile as you look back over at Azriel. And the spy master didn't flinch at your words, but something told you that he didn't agree.

"I suppose." He nods. Getting up and bowing to you. "Goodbye Nyx, Goodbye y/n."

You scoop up Nyx and make him wave, trying to ease the tension. "Say bye-bye Uncle Az!"

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a/n: This was a lot of exposition, but I swear that there is more drama coming up!!

[nomsfaultau]

you know what, if we're digging up dsmp discourse again we need to tackle THE dsmp discourse

[davinawritings]

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Malleus Draconia - Smut Alphabet

A/N: These are my personal thoughts and Headcanons. You don’t have to agree with me. The original alphabet is here.

A - Aftercare = (what they're like after sex)

He's a natural! He cares for you deeply, wanting to make sure you’re okay after sex. He’s already drawing you a bath and pressing kisses across your face. Malleus lacks experience with this kind of thing, but he does treasure you. Sometimes he treats you as if you were glass.

“How are you feeling?” The moment he senses something is wrong he’s cuddling up with you. Looking you over for bites and bruises, any ailments he can cure and remove with a magical flick of his finger. Even while wearing such a stoic expression, you can see the tenderness in his gaze.

B - Body Part = (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners.)

Malleus likes his horns the most. He likes when your hands run over the ridges, and how you reach out to them when he's on top of you. He likes when you pet and stroke the dark colored keratin. When you grip them tightly as a way to ground yourself.

Malleus adores your eyes the most. He loves the way you look at him. How he always meets your gaze, the way he can see every hidden emotion and thought you attempted to keep hidden. How each thrust inside of you causes you to flicker away from his face, how your eyes rolled up into your skull from pleasure. He is a big fan.

C - Cum = (anything to do with cum basically)

Malleus is the Creampie Captain™ he loves spilling deep inside of you regardless of if you are capable of being pregnant or not. I personally think that Briar Valley is very... Behind? Socially? If that makes sense. So contraceptives are all done via magic and condoms aren't something you can purchase in a store it's usually magic or some strange potion as a a way to protect yourself.

So introducing him to a condom is a very new experience for him! But I doubt he would agree to it without a little pouting. He wants to fill you up with his love. This piece of rubber is in his way!

D - Dirty Secret = (a dirty secret of theirs)

Malleus will not tell you this. He believes you would view him differently and he cannot have that! You are his precious Child of Man.

Because he is a dragon fae his body and it's cycles are very different from what you might be used to. There are fantasies he has where he takes you away to a cabin deep in the forest of Briar Valley. Using you as much as he wants during a state of rut. Having you all to himself. Breeding you full of his sperm until your full and the two of you are boneless and exhausted.

Even if you cannot bare children he is very into the idea of marathon sex with you. Completely vulnerable and an absolute mess. If he has to use magic then so be it! However this is a very tall order to request from you. A fetish he discovered during a late night read. He can't bring himself to ask... So he keeps it to himself.

E - Experience = (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Malleus has been alone for as long as he can remember. The stereotypical virgin prince(ss). All of his information on kinky and thrilling sex he has gained through reading about it in erotic novels he had snuck into the castle. He is a very fast learner and has had lots of time dwelling over his personal fantasies he wants to try out with you.

He does have the basics of sex ed which was likely taught to him by someone his grandmother hired. Or Lilia gave him a slightly in depth run down on what is and is not okay for sex (consent and stuff like that) so... Very bare bones and him asking why he can't fill you in one thrust...

F - Favorite Position = (exactly what it says)

I think he prefers very plain missonary sex where he gets to be on top of you. Flattening you against his bed while grinding his hips into you. It's easy for him to kiss you this way and he gets to see all of the sexy facial expressions you make.

If he's very horny he wants to fold you into a mating press since the position helps him get deeper and deeper inside of you. Really he just wants to see your face and have the chance to kiss you.

G - Goofy = (are they more serious in the moment? are they more humourous?)

Malleus looks very serious. Sex is no laughing matter! If you crack a joke he will look up at you in surprise, falling still in confusion. Was it something he said or did?

He might start pouting, puffing his cheeks with his eyebrows knit together but he won't be deterred from the penetration. He just isn't much for humor during sex. But he does love you enough to accept your antics at least once or twice.

H - Hair = (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?)

He is a dragon Fae and Malleus does have scales on his forehead. And I was enlightened to think that instead of pubes they would be smooth and ridged scales. You grind against him as a way to get off if you are fearful that his cock is too big for you.

But because he does have a human form maybe he has hair? Or the more human he is he has hair, and when he starts to change then he develops scales... I personally like the scales...

I - Intimacy = (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect?)

Malleus is cupping your face, kissing the soft cartilage of your ears, whispering about how much he loves you, all while slowly rutting into you!

Malleus sees sex as very intimate and vulnerable and he wants you to know that he cares in his own way! Even with his dick stuffed inside he wants you to feel how much he loves you.

J - Jack Off = (masturbation headcanon)

Malleus doesn't truly have an urge to masturbate. Being a dragon fae with such a long lifetime it doesn't really cross his mind. He sees masturbation as silly. He has you, there is no reason to use his hand! But if you are unavailable, he’ll stroke himself to the thought of you helping him.

K - Kink = (one or more of their kinks)

Malleus has an animal goo brain. So he loves breeding during sex. He was told that intercourse happens when two lovers want to start a family. And since he is the future king, that will happen very soon! He has no issues folding you like a lawn chair and pounding into you.

I do think that he has interest in brat taming. But not in a heavy BDSM way but he is the king and you are not so you need to listen to him. He is very vanilla usually, but if you refuse to follow his commands that's fine. He'll just make you.

L - Location = (favorite place to do the do)

Malleus is very vanilla with his interests. So he prefers the privacy of the bedroom! It is very romantic for him and the most exciting place. He would love to bring you to his castle to officially have sex with you there. But his dorm room shall suffice...

There are times he wants to make a move in Ramshackle... But your bed is so small and the building is so decrepit... He would rather you stay the night with him instead. He would teleport you so you don't have to walk.

M - Motivation = (what turns them on, gets them going?)

When Malleus is entering a state of rut, all you have to do is glance in his direction and he's excited. He wants to take you on every surface wherever he can. It's your fault for looking so lovely.

Normally he gets aroused when you take initiative or when you seem needy for his attention. He loves when you're whining about the lack of sexual attention he gives you since he doesn't notice the passage of time. He loves when you tease and prod hoping for his attention. He will apologize and give you exactly what you want. Throbbing in his pants knowing that you want him so bad.

N - No = (something they wouldn’t do, turns offs)

Malleus Draconia would NEVER entertain the thought of a threesome. He doesn't see any reason why you would need a lover/partner outside of him. Do not ask him or he will have the suspicion that you don't love him. Just the idea of being married into royalty.

O - Oral = (preference on giving or receiving, skill, ect.)

Malleus prefers to give than receive. He knows you need preparation to take him and he loves how you come undone all over his mouth and face.

But when you lick and bob your head along his shaft he feels like he’s going insane. Once he cums he’s ready to go again. Lick him, kiss him, squeeze him, over and over again he needs more and more and more.

P - Pace = (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

Very slow and deep when he's thrusting. Happy to feel you clenching around him and squirming. "Oh Child of Man I can feel you squeezing around me." If you were misbehaving his thrusts will be short and shallow. He has far more willpower than you may think.

Once you start begging and pleading with some waterworks he'll give you exactly what you want.

Q - Quickie = (their opinions of quickies, how often, etc.)

Malleus sees quickies as pointless. Sex cannot happen in just ten minutes. There is foreplay and kissing and returning to a suitable location. If you are in dire need of sexual release he is happy to give you what you need, but he really has no desire to entertain the idea. Sorry if you're late to something important. All of your quickies become full on sex.

R - Risk = (are they game to excitement? do they take risks, etc.)

Malleus has an image to uphold and he cares about you enough to take into consideration that rumors could be spread. Especially over something as trivial as sex. If you offer to suck him off in class he will chuckle in amusement and instead of actually allowing it he would take you into a dream to enact the fantasy.

That way you can be as kinky as you want without either of you having any trouble.

S - Stamina = (how many rounds can they go for? how long can they last?)

Malleus is not a human so he has stamina beyond your comprehension. You do pick a safe word together since he could go for hours and hours but you cannot. So when you say it or tap at his skin quickly with an expression of discomfort he understands. Never disappointed or upset. He's actually very satisfied that you feel comfortable telling him that you can't take anymore. He always worries that you push yourself hoping to please him. And that's the last thing he wants.

T - Toys = (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themself?)

Malleus had a barebones introduction to sex when he lived in Briar Valley and he barely knows how to work his phone. Sex toys are far too advanced for him so it will be up to you to show him how they work and what they are!

He has no interest in anything beyond two buttons. A simple bullet vibrator or a plain silicone fleshlight will be plenty for him to work with.

U - Unfair = (how much they like to tease)

Malleus never intends to tease you it's always an accident. He doesn't mind that you have friends and you want to spend time with them. But there are times that he sees some of the students getting too close for his liking or making comments that he wouldn't deem as 'friendly'. Once he gets the chance, he leans in and whispers against your ear all of the things he wants to do to you once you're both alone. In very extreme detail.

V - Volume = (how loud are they? what sounds they make, etc.)

Malleus is very animalistic and quiet during sex. Lots of grunting and groaning as he fucks into you. He likes whispering how good you make him feel but he isn't very vocal during sex. When you tease him and touch him as his lovely little power bottom you can sometimes catch little green flames passing the corners of his lips.

W - Wild = (a random headcanon on the character)

Malleus actually loves when you express the desire to be held and be close to him. Especially after sex. He is the scariest person on campus and has been on his own for such a long time. So having someone he genuinely cares for reach out and cup his face and ask him to stay by their side makes him fall in love with you all over again. And it makes his dick hard.

X - X-ray = (lets see whats going on under those clothes)

I am torn between the double meat treat for Malleus. I think that because he is so talented with magic he can give himself two of them if he wants them. Long and thick, covered in ridges and frills. A semi greyish color matching his lips but it looks like a dusty rose color when he's erect and needy. He is aware that your anatomy is different and he is happy to accommodate you in any way that he can.

Y - Yearning = (how high is their sex drive?)

Malleus prefers the romantic part of your relationship over the sexual. Before you came into his life it was a once in ten year craving he had the older he got. He does feel more desire now that he has you, but it isn't something he pays much attention to.

There is so much more to you than producing an heir to Briar Valley for him.

Z - Zzz = (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Malleus has a very different sleep schedule from a normal persons. Usually he is up late studying so when you are clean and comfortable he will still be awake admiring your sleeping form! Eventually he falls asleep next to you, but he sleeps after you've fallen asleep and he wakes up before you do.

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Azriel NSFW alphabet

Literally just Azriel brain rot. Buckle in

NSFW below the cut (18+ minors don’t interact)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I’m a firm believer that this man is the biggest cuddler after sex. He will fully wrap you in his arms and wings and just hold you close to him. He’ll give you sweet kisses on your forehead and the top of your head, humming as he does.

If anything is particularly rough (Which I am a firm believer in dom Azriel) he’ll draw you a bath and smooth out any sore muscles with his hands.

Basically this dude knows what it’s like to be left alone and would rather die than make you feel like that after being intimate

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On him, like any good Iilyrian baby, it’s his wings. Besides the normal ego the wings normally come with, he’s able to look at them and see all the good they’ve done. Proof of how far he’s come in life. He’d learn how to fly, become one of the top Iilyrian warriors and had an amazing family. Looking at his wings, the same wings he shares with his brothers, he can’t help but feel his pride stir.

On you, everyone always goes back and forth on boobs or ass but are missing the best option. Thighs. Azriel adores your thighs. Something about the soft feeling of them under his hands instantly comforts him. And not only in a sexual way (although he has pushed your thighs tighter around his head on multiple occasions) but comforting like a cat kneading on a blanket. He loves using them as a pillow, you playing with his hair as you talk about your different days or you both reading a book. He loves your thighs no matter the size, the stretch marks, he loves every inch of them

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I feel like all the fae males cum a ton. Probably left over from centuries of breeding being the most important thing, but Azriel takes the cake. For sake of not having to find something to clean up the sheer amount, he’s almost always coming inside of you. And even then it’s still enough that it runs out of you, something that normally is enough to make you both want round two.

I also feel like if he’s in one of his more dominant moods that once he does cum inside you he’ll use his finger to push it back in, mouth parted as he sees just the sheer amount that pools onto the sheets

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I feel like you and Azriel would be pretty open with each other. He doesn’t want to hide things from you and he wouldn’t want you too either

That being said, I do think he likes you being dominant more than he would ever let you know. The way the tone of your voice drops slightly, the way you tease him is enough to drive him crazy. You always seem to know when he needs it too. There's not one particular thing he could point out to say he loved but you doming him is something he enjoys a lot when it happens.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

This man is quiet but that doesn’t mean that he hasn’t had plenty of experience. I mean, look at this man. Tell me you wouldn’t have to fight off both males and females when the mating bond first snapped. This man fully knows what he’s doing and I firmly believe his spymaster skills make him perfect at learning exactly what you need to make you into a complete whining mess.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves when you ride him. Something about feeling your thighs spread out on top of him and having full access to your chest and throat just does something for him.

I also live and die by Azriel having a breeding kink so I think he would love having you in a mating press. Your legs perched up on his shoulders as he presses so deep into you you can’t do anything but scream his name. He would still be free to pepper kisses all over your neck and face and he can feel how deep his cum is pumped into you.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He is pretty serious overall. It’s that dom persona but sometimes when you try a new position or play and something twists the way it's not supposed to or your bodies just make the noises bodies do, you’re both laughing and giggling. On slower nights you two can make jokes but overall it’s pretty serious because the love you two have for each other runs so deeply.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I think he keeps it trimmed. He defo has a happy trail that you love to kiss down. But he doesn’t really care about what’s going on down there, especially when it comes to you. As long as he can get between your legs, he doesn’t care how much or how little hair you have. And I think his hair is a little lighter but not by much.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Azriel can be tooth rotting sweet when he wants to be. I’m talking rose petals and candles, full body massage. He would pull out all the stops when it comes to spoiling you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

When he’s away on missions he would try. Some errant thought of you would cross his mind and since he has a hard time sleeping on missions, he would try to rub one out but it never feels the same so he doesn’t really bother with it. He has you and you’re more than happy to help him whenever he has one of his random moments of need rushing through him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Restrains- He loves holding your wrists down, whether it’s with his own hands wrapped around your wrists pinned above you heads, or his shadows holding down all of your limbs as he absolutely worships your body, something about seeing you desperately trying to reach out and touch him makes him go feral.

Wing Play- At first you both were very tentative for you to touch his wings. He’s so proud of them and despite the fact that you’re mates, it felt too intimate. But after much begging on his part, you finally did and gods. His usual perfect timing was fully broken the first time. He came in his pants like a teenager and spent the rest of the night absolutely worshiping you. From then on, if you ever wanted to have him on his knees, you would just run a nail softly along the membranes and he would be a whimpering mess for you.

Brat Tamer- This male would love it when you talk back to him. The way you would puff up your chest, staring up at him trying your best to be intimidating. He would just coo at you and whisper something about keeping up that attitude later in the bedroom. And of course the moment the door closed to your shared bedroom, you would be apologizing for your words. Maybe if he’s feeling nice, he’ll let you off but if he’s not. You would definitely be limping around the next day.

Breeding kink- He would love to fill you up. As much as he adores seeing his cum on various parts of your body. Theres nothing he loves more than seeing it drip out of you, fucking it back into you with his fingers or his tongue.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers your bedroom truthfully. The two of you have made it so comfortable, bits and pieces of the both of you filled the space. The way your smell mixed with his lingers around puts him instantly at ease.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

For real, you could just look at this man and he would be hard as a rock. Seeing you sparing with Cassian would also be a sure fire way to get him going. Or if you are trying to get him really riled up, placing your hand on someones arm as you’re talking to them would have him literally picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder to remind you exactly who you belong to.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No temperature play of any kind, no ice or fire. Fire/wax for obvious reasons but cold/ ice because it reminds him of the winters at the war camp and those memories are not something he wants to imagine when he’s having sex.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This man will eat you out like he has been stranded in the desert for a hundred years. He cannot get enough of you. He’ll hold down your hips, shadows holding your arms down. Absolute filthy noises would be spilling out of his mouth as he lapped you up. You would literally have to pull him away by his hair and his face would be covered in your arousal. He could go down on you for hours if you would let him and he would still probably whine as you pulled him away.

That being said, this man does love a good blow job. I think he would have two moods. One where he’s just letting you explore, tongue lapping at him and he’d let you set your own pace. Just taking everything you would give him. Now. On nights where you have done nothing but tease him. Strap in because this man will (consensually) push you down to your knees with your hands tied behind you back and use your throat like it was a damn fleshlight. He would keep going until spit was trailing down your chin, eyes glassy with tears. When he finally did cum he would make you hold it on your tongue before telling you to swallow, sticking out your tongue afterwards to show him that you were a good girl and listened to him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

This man is the best of both worlds. Depending on both of your moods it can be soft and slow or wall shakingly rough. Sometimes he’ll being going slow and you’ll push his hips to make him pound into you and the little bit of control he’ll have snaps and before you know it, he’s flipping you over and fucking you hard enough to have you seeing stars. But on nights when both of you need to show your love to each other, he’s simply just grinding into you. Hitting that perfect spot inside of you and I love you’s are spilling past both of your lips unhurried.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s not totally against them. When the mating bond first snapped all you had to do was look at him the right way and he was taking you against the nearest surface. More than once during trips to the court of nightmares you two were found tucked away into corners, both in various states of undress. His shadows were particularly helpful during these moments because he could wrap you in them and make sure no one saw that the front of your dress was pulled down or how your skirt was hiked up to your waist. But for the most part, he likes taking his time with you. He wants the time to take you apart piece by piece and have you screaming and shaking beneath him.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

SJM told us this man was a freak and I firmly believe it. There’s very few things that he isn’t willing to try at least once. If he thinks it will make you happy then he’s game.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This man could go all night if you would let him. Your stamina would give out long before he would. And he’s almost always making sure that you get off at least once but we all know there would be many many more before he would even think about his own release.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I have no idea what toys exist in this world but lets pretend the ones that exist in Crescent City are available. I think he would for sure have a vibrator. More than once he has had you tied up in your bed, vibrator strapped to your thigh and just stood at the other end of the room. You would be half delirious with the amount of orgasms the toy had pulled from you before he turned it off with a smirk at how totally fucked out you were.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

This man is the biggest tease. He knows how much you love his muscles so he would just walk around the house shirtless. Commenting on how your eyes followed him like he was a snack you wanted to devour. He would tease you for that glazed look in your eyes and how your pupils would dilate. If anyone was ever around when this happened you would blush as he slowly raised a hand to shut your slightly open jaw. Laughing softly as everyone else started to slowly leave the room because they knew what was about to happen.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Listen. For how quiet this man is around the inner circle, he would be moaning and panting into your ear. His dirty talk alone is enough to reduce you to a shaking mess. But when he’s pounding into you he’ll be cursing and roaring against you. More than once you’ve had someone pounding on the door because of how loud the two of you were being. He would only make it a point to be even louder when that did happen and when the two of you finally crawled out of your bedroom, the house would be empty.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Azriel was terrified the first time you two had sex. It’s no secret that he’s insecure when it comes to his hands and he was afraid that you would be wary to have him finger you but that fear was quickly dismissed when you begged for his fingers. Now whenever he seems to get too far into his head, all you have to do is slip one of his giant fingers into your mouth and he would snap out whatever funk he was in and he would go absolutely feral. You made the mistake of doing it at dinner with the rest of the inner circle once and everyone just stared at you two with wide eyes as Azriel just sat back further into his chair, legs spreading as he smirked with pure male satisfaction.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Our shadowslinger is hung. I think he’s at least 8 inches but he’s also thick. Like if you wrap your hand around him, your fingers just barely touch. The illyrian joke about wings is definitely true and he’s the biggest of the three males. The rest of the girls nearly fell out of their chairs when they held their hands out trying to get you to spill just how big he was. All three sisters and Mor are just sitting there like 🫸 🫷“What do you mean , keep going??? Girl are you okay???”

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Mother. This man’s sex drive is ridiculous. Despite having many partners over the years, there was a lot of time between then and he never let them be truly intimate, opting for quick fucks that were satisfying on the surface level for sure but he desperately yearned for real intimacy. So once he found you he couldn’t get enough of you and you him.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He’ll always wait for you to fall asleep. And you normally fall asleep pretty quickly after he’s rung orgasm after orgasm out of you. Some nights we would just stare at you as you slept soundly besides him, wondering how he got so lucky to have you next to him.

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YANDERE SFW ALPHABET - LILIAN

This is the full post for the 250 follower milestone! Thank you so much for those who participated! I had to cut it off early because it's nearing 500 followers and I'll be busy these next few days. Please enjoy!

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Honestly, he has all 5 love languages, words of affirmation – he needs to know that you love him, and he himself will declare everyday, every hour, every minute, how much he loves you. Quality time and Physical touch, both go hand in hand as cuddling is a big part of both of your routines. And as an Isolating type, it’s inevitable that he would always stay by your side if you’re locked up in the castle.

Acts of service, another one that’s important to him, if he serves you well, that means he’s a good husband and lover right? Worshippers are usually this way so that’s understandable. And finally, gift giving, he’s a prince, money is not a problem to him, so anything that your heart desires, be it jewelry, another kingdom, or the horns of the great fae, nothing will stop him if you ask for it.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

He himself will not spill blood, but everyone knows he is the crown prince of a whole kingdom, and that kingdom has many people that adore him. Ordering the guards to kill those who are a threat to you and him is easy to do, having people accept the murders is even easier.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

He’s actually a very good host, he’s very attentive and makes sure that all your needs are met, be it food or entertainment, he’ll be happy to serve you well.

He would never do anything that would mock you, for it shows how much of a bad lover he is. It’s supposed to be a happy ending, so why would he say anything negative to you? Both of you should be happy and his heart can’t take it if he does anything bad to you, outside locking you up that is.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Nope, he's too much of a good boy for that. He's more of a worshipper, obsessive type. So to him, you are more important than he would ever be. Anything that is outside of your comfort zone is a big no.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

VERY VULNERABLE! He could never, ever, manage to hide his love for you, from his words to his body language, it’s obvious how much love is packed in that body of his. He is, and always will be honest, he just has a way to word it so people will not think ill of his person. As a prince, clear communication and flowery words are important, to you though, both of those are thrown out the window. 

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Incredibly sad, the only reason why you would fight back is because you still haven't learned to love him! That's why you're very irritable, right? He just needs to understand you, as your true love it is important to know everything about you.

So, of course he'll do anything! W-well except letting you go of course...

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

It’s not a game to him, it’s a life or death situation, literally. His curse makes him desperate to find his true love, but also, he’d rather die than not have you, or in this case, stay in eternal sleep because he knows the only way he’d wake up is from your kiss.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

The worst thing that he'll do is isolate you until you love him, he wouldn't hurt you, he wouldn't force you to love him. Instead he will wait... Wait by your side as he takes care of you, wait on his knees as he looks at you like you hung the moon, wait until you finally love him.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Marriage and children! Also ruling over the rosen kingdom. It’s a royal’s duty to create heirs for the throne, and as his true love, marriage is inevitable right? 

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He definitely does, it’s incredibly obvious too considering it shows so expressively on his face, how his cheeks puffs up in jealousy, mouth turned down into a pout, and how he grips your sleeve so tightly. He never blames you for it though, rather, it’s always going to be the other person’s fault for trying to seduce you. His way of coping is believing that the other person is just a toy of yours, one day you’ll get sick of them and finally go back to him.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

So in love, it’s actually harder for him to mask his emotions when he’s around you. Yes, he manages to keep his face still but there are other parts of him that are harder to control. The redness of his cheeks, the trembling of his hands, the weakening of his knees, and the growing love for you in between his legs. If you are good at reading people, you’ll realise there's so many parts of him that sing a different song.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Oh he’s very sweet, usually courtship is very straightforward during his time, often just straight up asking if they wish to be wed during a ball, even arranged marriage is part of it. Lilian however, has the right to choose who and how he’ll court someone. I can see him courting you with gifts and such, and though he rarely sings, he is willing to woo you with his amazing voice. Every chance where he gets to sing in front of you, he’ll take it. He’ll even dedicate a whole song just for you. (Idol! Lilian everyone? Also Once upon a dream by Lana del Rey)

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Yes and no. He still acts the same with you and with the other people, his kindness and beauty is for all. However, the only difference is that with other people he is calm, even with uncomfortable situations he is still as level headed as the crown prince should be.

On the other hand, when he's with you, it gets harder to control his emotions. Even if he looks calm on the outside, just know he is so close to losing control of his affection for you. It becomes obvious when part of his routine is to find you to talk to you or just stalk you.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Isolation, and more bonding time with him! If you tried to escape or managed to actually escape, he'd just try harder to make you love him so you wouldn't escape. Physically hurting you is a big no no. To him, how he treats you reflects on what kind of person he is. If he hurts you, he's no more less than a brute.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Only being able to get out of the room. However, he’ll make it so all of the things you need are available to you. Entertainment, books, anything that you need he’ll bring it to you. He’ll do anything, as long as it’s not letting you go outside until you fall in love with him.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Very patient, he is not blessed with kindness for nothing. To be fair, he never sees anything as your fault, it’ll always be him or someone else. 

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Never. As his only true love, his heart will always be with you. If you die, his heart is buried with you. If you escape, he will do anything to find you, if you manage to escape to a neighbouring kingdom... Menelaus started a war to bring Helen of Troy back, do you think he will not do the same?

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Yes he does feel incredibly guilty, but he wouldn’t let you go. It’s more of a risk for the whole kingdom if he lets you go, because everybody knows it's only time before he regrets letting you go. War is not off the table if he knows one of the kingdoms is harbouring you.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Since his birth, he has been revered for being the beloved prince of the Rosen Kingdom. From childhood to adulthood, he is expected to be lovely and kind to everyone, though it comes naturally to him, it still tires him at times. Due to his curse, his parents become overprotective, fearing that the great fae will find him and hurt him before the cursed day comes. He rarely gets to go out of the castle due to this, instead he would stay in the library when he has free time. He discovers books through this where there is always a happy ending in every fairytale.

He thinks of himself as a damsel in distress, being stuck in the castle guarded because of his status. Since then he always tries to seek out his prince charming, or his knight in shining armour, or just his true love. Because if he finds his true love, the person who loves him for him and not his charm, the person who will save him from his curse... He'll be able to finally live normally...

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Devastated! He’ll cry with you, for his heart is yours, and when you cry, his heart will cry. He already basically isolates you so, it’s not as odd, however if it extends to you refusing to touch him, he’s very pouty and sad. He needs his daily affection or he’ll be heartbroken.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

For this one, I don’t know, what classifies a classic yandere? Is it the dominant abusive type that seems to be most popular today? Or the ‘I will kill everybody who even looks at you’ type? There are many definitions of a classic yandere, these two are what I’ve seen a lot in other stories.

In that case, he’s the type to never hurt you, he’s mainly a submissive and worshipper type, with other types mixed in (Obsessive type as I said in Darling). He truly, truly loves you, and he refuses to even harm a single strand of your hair. Killing people is too much for him, oftentimes letting servants do it for him. He is still kind at heart, as is the blessing given by his fairy godmother. 

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

His love for you! As I said for Darling, he is the worshipper type, so your word is law. If it means making you happy, he's willing to do anything, as long as you make sure not to make him aware of your plans to escape. If you do manage to escape though, you can barely get anywhere before you get caught by the guards. 

You can escape Lilian yes, but you cannot escape the kingdom itself, especially from his influence.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Nope! Hurting you also hurts him, how he treats you reflects on how he is as a person. Please refer to Unique and Naughty for more info!

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

So, so much. You are more important than anything in his life, after all, you are the one who would dictate whether he lives past 21 or not. Well, you and the great fae but! He only wants you. Money, fame, and power and one of the few things he can give. His entire being is also not off the table.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Honestly, until the day before his 21st birthday. However, the closer that day comes, the more desperate he becomes. Of course, he’ll want his curse to break and you are the only one who could, so before that happens he makes sure that you fall in love with him. If you still reject him, he’ll lose the will to keep going and accept his inevitable eternal sleep. At least then he will be dreaming of you forever.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Only by accident, one person can only stay in one place for so long before they go crazy. Yes, Lilian is there with you, but talking to only one person everyday can cause so many issues. Desperation can make you do things you’ll regret, breaking you is one of them. Let’s just hope it’s Stockholm syndrome and not your will to live. 

[ladydelena]

Tamlin: N-SFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Doting. Teasing. Lazily caressing your abdomen. Stroking your hair, giving you time to breathe but not fully come down from a high before he’s taunting you with trailed kisses, stealing your breath with his touch and intimate words… he knows what he's doing. When you're finally spent, he takes the time to make sure you're clean and comfortable before drifting off to sleep together.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Tam is proud of his overall physique and he likes to keep his body well honed. It’s an instrument of war and pleasure, and he’s good at both. A single body part though? His hands. He likes his skills with his sword, fiddle, and you, and his hands have mastered them all. 

On you? Your curves. The softness of your body, the plush of your arms, your breasts, your belly, hips, and thighs, he melts internally at the sight of you and he always wants to hold you and be held by you because of it. Now a single thing? It has to be your cute face and cheeks. The way they dimple a bit unevenly when you smile, and flush when you get cold easily, or get flustered… 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

No apprehension, no shame, you both end up a mess when you share in each other. You’re filled with him, all you can taste is each other, you’re both panting hot messes. Noone knows what happened but it was great. 100/10. Would do it again.

Also, see below in dirty secret.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It’s not dirty, but also not common knowledge, Tam really doesn’t have too many sexual barriers, ever more so than normal fae. Not only is he open to any gender, he’s not closed off from receiving any pleasure as well. He likes knowing how to please in return so he’s shifted into different genders and species and explored everything there is to explore and he knows how to provide. 

He likes when you play with him in his beastie body too. You like when beastie Tam finishes all over you.

I have no shame.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Extremely experienced. And not just in the number of partners, but in being able to learn what they like and put it to good use. It's not just physical, it’s mental and emotional experience too.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

I want to say good old traditional missionary because I have a feeling he likes relentlessly driving into you while still being able to look deep into your soul… he’s kind of intense like that, buuuuut-

Doggy. Standing, kneeling, bent over the table, let me just say he shows his affection and love for you all the time, but in this? He really, reallllllyyyy loves claiming you, breeding you, making you his, just absolutely burying himself in you.

(And you like taking it like the submissive breedable good pet that you are…)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

In general he's not goofy, but a lot of the time he’s a bit rakish and mischievous with how he teases you. He knows how to make you a whimpering mess and it gives him a great big, shit-eatting-grin to see how well he can make you putty in his hands. The Bastard. Love him though. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps it trimmed down there, nothing too neat or too crazy, but the rest of him? Well he’s a little furry beast after all. The male has soft pillowy chest hair, arm hair, and a little happy trail that is slightly darker than the sun-kissed blonde the rest of the world sees. As I seem to recall, he's rather fond of you taking a trip down that very trail… the path less traveled, I suppose, though you frequent it often, I’m sure.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

How do I say this… Tamlin has a certain way of always spiking a bit of adrenaline in you. He has the butterflies in your stomach going wild with anticipation. In the morning before the sun fully rises, at night when the bed beacons to both of you, in the moonlit courtyard or glowing yellow fields of his court, he makes it feel like you are newly together with his desire for you. He has beastly tendencies that make you shudder with anticipation but at the same time he is so gentle with his touches and kisses, so loving with his words , and he's not scared of intimacy.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He’s not shy about his sexual appetite but once he has a partner he loves, he doesn't really need solo time that often. He has a fairly active sex life with you and had no shortage of lovers before. That being said, if you're tired or not in the mood and he is, he’s not pressuring you. Once he makes sure you're attended to and well taken care of he doesn't mind taking care of his needs and doesn't make you feel guilty about it at all.  

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Ho boy. Our beastly princely High Lord. Tamlin was not written for the modest mind. The Calanmai firenight fae orgy doesn't begin to cover what he's capable of or into. And while he doesn’t mind an audience, I’d say that Tamlin’s insatiable appetite is laser focused on you. He's not bound by human morals or constructs. Hell, he's not even bound by the physical limitations of his (well-endowed) male body. He thoroughly enjoys being a pleasure dom- and that coupled with his beastly aura, his endless fae stamina, and the unlimited forms he can take as a shapeshifter? Ho boy. He can match your freak. Dare I say surpass what you thought possible as well.

Additional thought here- he likes the fluidity of his shifting. I think he might be a bit restrained at first with a partner, but when comfortable, he sort of exists somewhere between fae and beast. His senses are heightened, his pleasure and need to breed and please you in return is more primal. He likes biting and nipping, he likes running his claws down you and mixing aches with pleasure.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Though your sleeping chambers see the most frequent use, Tamlin is a son of Spring, and he truly sees to it that you, ahem, blossom, out in the open air, in the fields and forests of his court. Honorable mention to the many closet doors and hidden rooms that had been willing third parties in your lust driven frenzied moments between meetings and courtly duties.

(not sure if this should be under kink, but he likes to hunt you through his forests and claim you when he finally gets his hands… or paws… on you. Like I said, not made for modest minds.)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He doesn't dress up often, and mostly exists in his practical clothing, but seeing you dressed up (or dressed down), and radiant, it really does something to him. He loves that you feel safe and comfortable enough to be free; a soft flowing dress that hints at your curves, your hair unbound and cheeks flushed from the brisk spring air, he goes feral over your softness and warmth. It's the same at night or when you're dressed down to do things like read a book or craft. He has the instinct of a provider, and seeing you comfortable and relaxed, seeing you happy and warm and inviting, it makes him feel not only emotionally secure, but physically makes him want to hold you, care for you, love you. (And well, you know where that tends to lead with our Tam.) 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Degradation. He’s definitely into mixing pain and pleasure, but when it comes to how he speaks to you, putting you down or degrading you is a hard no. He doesn’t like being spoken to that way either. Teasing and taunting? Sure. But he prefers a relationship void of this at all.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This. Male. Lives. Between. Thighs. 

He needs the taste of you like he needs to breathe.

It’s not performative. He genuinely craves you, and he’s not squeamish or shy about any of the body’s natural scents or functions. 

Tamlin likes when you take time to pleasure him as well, and it's normally when you both are having a lazy day where nothing is rushed, but he is a giver, and he doesn't rush your pleasure. He knows how to draw you to your edge, how to leave you wanting, how to make your body sing and push you over the edge again and again. He doesn’t care when or where, anytime is fair game when it comes to laying you down and moving your skirts out of the way so he can feast.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Everything. He’s everything. But in general, there's a feral edge that drives him to go at a medium but brutal pace. He’s making sure you feel him in every nerve of your body, each thrust threatening to push you over the edge and leave you breathless.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s not against them. 

He prefers to have enough time for you two to fully enjoy each other, but with how busy courtly duties can be for both of you, quickies are not uncommon. It’s quite common actually to find yourself being pounded against a closet door, a hand twined in your hair, or bent over a private lunch table, a hand muffling your mouth as you try your hardest to not disturb the manors staff with your heated moments. He’s not the only insatiable beast in this relationship.

Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yes. As long as your overall safety is not at risk, all else is fair game. Tam is definitely open to trying new things, he’s not much for traditional boundaries when it comes to how you two experience and share pleasure.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Multiple rounds. He takes his time and lasts quite a while before finding his release, often making sure you're thoroughly sated before joining in on the fun. Sometimes it's only a breath before you continue, sometimes it can be an hour of loving caresses and being content in each other's presence before continuing, but he can go all night. And trust me when i say, he’s got stamina.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Toys are not entirely common especially in the beginning, but Tam is definitely open to them. The reason that you guys don't exactly have them until later on in the relationship is just because Tams magic itself and shapeshifting are both very present when you two are together. Who needs leather straps when vines have you bound and displayed like a piece of art? 

(I’m sorry to say my mind is filthy but who needs a helping hand… or appendage… when he can literally dual wield himself by shapeshifting??)

It would be unfair to compare his purring to a vib… anyways.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is EXTREMELY unfair sometimes, but he delivers in the end. He doesn't bring you to the edge just to not help you over. But he has centuries of experience in honing his love of pleasure, this male knows when you’re urgently needy, and if he’s in a particularly roguish mood? Everything is slow, and teasing, and lazily sensual until you’re aching with need and he still wants to hear you panting and babbling before he delivers your release.

Would you put yourself through the torture again? duh.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Oh boy, he's a growly one. He’s not shy about his sounds and it’s great. The deep husky command in his voice, the panting as your bodies move as one, the growls of desire and dominance, the whimpers of pleasure when he surrenders control, the hurried words of praise and love, and even the hoarse moans- he’s not shy about his sounds. It drives you mad with how much you want to hear more.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He likes to be babied and cared for. Like being a beastie boy is all good, but he truly likes to be pet and brushed when he's in his other form. He likes being held and snuggled. In his fae form he loves when you sit in his lap in a non sexual way and have your face buried in his neck. He loves the intimacy you share, just holding each other and reading or watching the sun rise under the open sky. 

If the wild card is a sexual thing, it might be surprising , but he truly has an artistic soul, even when it comes to intimacy. The way he weaves your bodies together and makes you feel, he has the heart and soul of an artist despite his role in his court  and you feel it in every moment you share with him.

*I think he likes when you take control sometimes too. Ride him like your life depends on it and tell him he’s a good boy when he’s close okay? He’s a good boy!* 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Lord. High Lord that is. He’s sinfully, lustfully crafted by the mother herself. Even in his fae form, there's a primal buzz to the air about him. His hard toned body that even a glimpse at when he's fully dressed has you thinking of the feel of him pressed against you… yeah.

Tamlin is one of the bigger males you’ve seen, he has that rakish glint in his eye that is at odds with his respectful presence. A princely air about him that is at odds with the animalistic tilt of his head and gate of his step. That damn soft mouth of his that often pulls on the pointed edge of his canines…

I need air.

Tamlin has these masculine but elegant hands, they’re large and rough from his fighting and swordsmanship, but elegantly shaped and veined, and artistic as well. And his body? It doesn't matter how long you’ve been with him, any glimpse sends your blood boiling.

If we’re talking about certain parts, though, he's thick. Long enough to please you, but thick enough to have you buzzing with anticipation- Every. Time. and that's before the shapeshifting games begin. How many different species are there in Prythian? That's a whole lot of schlongs to have fun with. 

(I’m sorry. no I’m not)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is high. Multiple times throughout the day, and it’s never lacking, he always shows up both emotionally and physically. Sometimes though, it catches you off guard. A gentle touch, a lingering stare, and you can feel the heat building in your cheeks, the shallowness of your breath. You drive him mad with need, and the effect he has on you is unparalleled. You yearn for him deeply and thoroughly as well. 

It’s nice, by the way, he finally feels loved and chosen by you, and you feel the same- wanted by him. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty quickly. Tamlin is actually a relatively light, sometimes restless sleeper and will wake at the smallest sound, though it's hard to gauge when he’s actually awake or asleep. He’s good at checking in through the night to monitor your surroundings but he never moves or makes sounds in an effort to not wake you up. 

He’s better than he used to be, though the restlessness from his past hardships still sometimes trouble him. Since meeting you though, his nights have been more peaceful and he can often get through the entire night without waking, thanks to the conversations and real tough realities you've worked through with him- it was a non-negotiable on your end in order for you to accept his courtship, and he was willing to face his demons for a chance to be yours.

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Edit: honorable mention that I could see him being in a bite-y mood and just….