#i know i'm a day late

[twstgarden]

❀ ❝ 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿'𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵 ❞

━ malleus draconia x gn! reader (reader can be yuu and/or your oc) ━ it was malleus' birthday and you planned to surprise him with a gift you've made with your own hands. (f/n means first name)

this work may contain spoilers for chapter 7, diasomnia’s arc.

do not steal or translate without my permission.

it was another hectic day for malleus. though he was not in the briar valley palace being overwhelmed with plans for his birthday, he was still busy in night raven college. lilia was in the room with him, smiling at the fae as he greeted, “happy birthday, malleus! come, the guests await.”

the diasomnia dormitory head followed his guardian’s request, trailing behind him as they both went to the lounge. the celebration was splendid, to say the least. he received gifts and was greeted by students he never personally interacted with before – though they were steps away from him while delivering their greetings.

the platinum outfit he wore for this year’s birthday theme made him stand out – quite so, as he is the birthday boy. the interview was something he enjoyed as well; having deuce as his interviewer made it even more pleasant.

 the celebration was nearing its end, and while he was grateful, he cannot help but feel as if something is missing. his eyes wandered around the lounge, looking for a certain person but to no avail. lilia, who stood beside him, intuitively knew who he was looking for, merely smiling, and not saying anything.

once the celebration ended, the rest of the guests returned to their respective rooms and dorms, leaving only lilia, silver, and sebek in the lounge with malleus, sorting through the gifts. while doing so, the young fae’s gaze landed on a green envelope, opening the letter as he did not recall who handed it to him.

‘to my dearest,

pleasant salutations, my love. today marks the day of your birth, and i am more than happy to wish you a happy birthday. thank you for the beautiful memories you have made with me, and i hope we can continue to make more memories together.

you might wonder about my whereabouts throughout the whole party. in all honesty, i was preparing your gift. once you have received this letter, it is time for you to take a moment to indulge in my present made for you and only you.

let us put you to a test. search for an item that fits the description i underlined. good luck!

amongst the thorny bushes, i remain bright and romantic.

forever yours, f/n l/n’

a smile ghosted over malleus’ lips, chuckling to himself as he was intrigued by your behaviour. you would go as far as putting him to a test and sending him out on a scavenger hunt, searching for objects with nothing but riddles as a clue.

“how amusing,” spoke malleus with that amused smile on his face, “quite creative, however.” lilia peeked at the letter before chuckling and gently patting his shoulder, “what are you waiting for? time is ticking!”

and with that, malleus went around the dormitory in search of something that stayed bright and romantic amongst the thorny bushes. he has gotten his first clue. thorny bushes must mean the location is in the garden of diasomnia, no? however, they do have flower bushes and whatnot, so what exactly is he supposed to find?

still, he went to the dormitory garden, eyeing all the colourful bushes before his eyes landed on the thorn bushes nearby. nothing seemed out of place, but as he stepped closer, a glowing red rose hid within the bush.

“ah, is this the item i’m supposed to find?” mumbled malleus as he quickly grabbed the rose, the thorns not pricking him as he used his magic to avoid damage. upon contact, the rose glowed even more before disappearing into thin air, and what came in replacement was a quick reveal of the words, ‘turn around.’

and so, he did. the young fae turned around with a puzzled expression before his eyes landed on you standing there with a smile. how did he not notice you? surely, he could have heard your footsteps, no? his puzzled expression morphed into a shocked one before he smiled at you, noticing your arms tucked behind you as if you were hiding something.

“and what are you hiding, dearest?” asked the male with a smug smile.

“oh, nothing~” you replied, “close your eyes.”

malleus raised a brow, eyeing you for a moment before complying with your request, closing his eyes without another word as he waited for your action. he heard a soft twinkle as you spoke, “okay, you can open them…”

once he opened his eyes, you stood with your arms out, a snow globe rested on your palm as the miniature scenery had two dragons that look identical, but one seemed to be a baby dragon holding an ice cream cone. his eyes widened as you held it out to him with a shy smile, “i made this for you…”

made?

“made?” asked malleus. you nodded as you avoided his gaze, thinking he might not like it as you mumbled a response, “yes, i don’t have much to offer, but i am skilled with arts and crafts…” you eyed the snow globe again, shaking it a little to make it snow with a soft twinkle.

malleus smiled softly as he watched you shake the globe before gently grabbing it from you, looking at it closely as he realised the dragon looks like him. “a personalised snow globe… thank you, f/n…”

“happy birthday, malleus,” you greeted with a smile, the same smile that he had always loved, the same smile that brightened his lonely days, the same smile that greets him every morning. his eyes stayed on you as he looked at you like a lovestruck puppy, wishing for this moment to never end.

an eternity with you and those he holds dear is all that he asks for.

© twstgarden 2023 || please do not steal, translate without my permission, or use this to train a.i.

[bisexual-coala]

For butch appreciation day, we appreciate all bisexual butches here <3

[neat-nat]

drew this last night and I think it looks kinda pretty :)

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1201

@cyborg0109 asked: 

Do you have anything for whumpee turned caretaker and whumper turned whumpee?

Sure: (For brevity: WTC - Whumpee turned Caretaker. WTW - Whumper turned Whumpee)

Maybe the WTW was just an accomplice, they had to be a whumper because that’s just what’s expected of them/they’re scared/they owe a debt. So the WTC has more sympathy towards them.

Of course the WTC is sceptical at first - who wouldn’t be? - but when the WTW pleads their case, the caretaker obliges. 

Maybe they have a mutual respect for each other, maybe they don’t.

Maybe the WTC owes a loved one of the WTW a debt, so they have to help them. 

Or, the WTC has to keep the WTW alive so they can later be tried for their crimes. 

During this time, the WTW could feverishly admit to things that they have/hadn’t done.

The WTW could see the WTC as a threat, and denies all medical help until they’re on the brink of passing out/dying. 

“You’re just going to hurt me.” - “It’ll hurt even more if I don’t do anything.”

[narastories]

When your idiotic, shape-shifter, mob boss of a boyfriend gets caught in a storm.

[image description: a hand-drawn image made with colored pencils of a tiger being dried indoors, in front of a fireplace with a fluffy towel. Only one of the person's hands is showing. He has a bracelet on. The tiger has green eyes.]

Please enjoy the silliest little drawing for the first prompt in the #dresdendrawtober and also the first (and likely only) piece of fan content of mine that can be tagged wizardbaron.

[ilkwrdthngsdntjudge]

just 2 things i drew, but one of them could technically be for #letpapyrussayfuck day?

[chaosandwolves]

Buddie poetry event

Day 6 - Fatherhood

Where you belong - an original poem by me

@poemsbybuddie

Full poem under the cut, ID in Alt text

You still don't see it, do you?

Well, I'm not a teacher, nor a poet but

please, let me explain it to you

The definitions go like this:

Fatherhood - the state of being a father

Father - a man in relation to his child, a man being a parent to a child

Parent - someone who looks after a person

Do you get it yet?

No?

Well, let me explain it some more

You look after him

Driving him to school and picking him up

Helping him with homework

Teaching him how to cook and bake and make his favorite food

Staying with him when I can't, reassuring him, hugging him

Do you get it now?

Let me ask you

who are you in relation to him?

You're his cheerleader

His adventure buddy

His helping hand

His best friend

Do you see it now?

You're his father, Buck

But not only,

You are so much more

Cause

The love you have for him

The love you give him

It's more

Than I could have ever wished for

You're the example

We never had

You're his dad

You complete this circle,

You make us better

You make us strong

He's yours and

we are

Where you belong

[crownsofesha]

❤️🌹✨Happy Valentines Day!✨🌹❤️ Send this to all of your favorite mutuals who deserve some love this Valentine’s Day!❣️

Thank you! I hope you had a wonderful valentine's day yourself.

[egophiliac]

can't believe that skeleman has turned on us, and Halloween Prom is tomorrow.

(what a top-tier UM...we are about to be just totally obliterated in the absolute silliest way. what possible use could this power have outside of bringing us to the brink of utter holiday disaster.)

[hyolks]

al's the kinda guy to wear sweater vests and oxfords <3

[somewhatsentientspellbook]

There's just something so fascinating about the way the Exandrian pantheon has decided to handle the Aeor Situation™ - by electing a few of their kind to be born as mortals in order to infiltrate the city.

The first to bring herself low was Ioun, and I can only imagine how lonely that must have been for her. To feel infinite wisdom creeping into her adolescent mind? To rise through Aeor's ranks knowing what they'd do to her if the authorities discovered the truth of her existence? Waiting, hoping, perhaps even praying that the other gods would follow through with the plan.

Sarenrae has a husband and children as Trist. I can't help but consider the parallels to Liliana Temult, with a 'higher calling' pulling a mother away from her family. The conversations in the temple suggest that she would have been aware of what she was by the time she started her family. Yet she loves them, cherishes them, even knowing that she might not see them again. Will Amaris, Haylie, and Topher learn that Trist is a goddess? Or will that only be discovered when they find their way to her realm in Elysium?

The Matron was once mortal, and she willingly returned to that form in order to help her newfound siblings dismantle the Aeorian threat. Her steward since childhood was Purvan, helping raise and guide her despite his old age. Imagine being a little girl, guarded by the Champion of Ravens himself and his wolven companion, completely unaware of your own divinity until later in life. Imagine the night she woke up, remembering her ascendency, seeing Purvan and recognising him.

And what of the families that gave birth to and raised the four Betrayer Gods? What of the halfling family who watched their precocious daughter scale a fence with far too much ease than it should be? The day the tortle's parents found him crying in pain and tearing at his skin to distract himself from a memory so distant and yet so real? Or Milo, who became a priest, not to follow in the light of the Dawnfather (like his parents may have thought), but to mock his brother even as a mortal?

These gods spent entire childhoods with families and friends, taking refuge from the skirmishes caused by their other siblings. Who, despite those similarities, have very different opinions of humanity, of Aeor, and themselves.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 3: Enveloping Feelings.

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 4)

[elinordash]

SHERLOCK HOLMES (1984-1994) ♦︎ 40th Anniversary ♦︎

“To me, the Sherlock Holmes stories are about a great friendship. The two men are interdependent; without Watson, Holmes might well have burnt out on cocaine long ago. And Watson leads a pretty dull life, enlivened only by his adventures with Holmes. I hope the series shows how important friendship is.” – Jeremy Brett

[final-act]

movie birthday

[girlatrocity]

I think it's rly cute that spinner's and toga's birthdays are back-to-back <3

[godbirdart]

watching america's election year unfold from a country whose politicians are constantly trying to copy america's homework in every worst possible way: