DIASOMNIAC

malleus draconia, housewarden of diasomnia :: written by samsa!

[lairdraconia]

𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔲𝔰 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔞 𝔬𝔣 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔞𝔯 𝔙𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔶

twisted wonderland & crossover roleplay blog written by samsa!

Hello friends! My name is Samsa, it's lovely to meet you. If you can't find me here, you can reach me at @sparkmender, which is my main blog.

I am 21+ and Malleus is nearly 200. Triggering or mildly sexual topics may be broached on this blog, but I will tag accordingly and there will never be explicit sexual content.

I am a huge Disney fan! I am a big nerd! I love all sorts of crossovers and OCs, just please be patient with me if i need to learn about your muses and the worlds they come from :>

I do work full time. My responses may be slow or scattered. I don't mind a reminder here and there about a lost thread but I may not always have the time to answer everything-- and there's no pressure from me to answer or reply to anything I send or post at any time.

If you have any questions, feel free to shoot me a message. See you around! 💕

[starrstruckgoldencanuck]

[slimeful]

every forest is enchanted btw. stop being stupid and look with your eyes

[thestuffedalligator]

I have the baseless headcanon that Mary Poppins is Maleficent.

Maleficent reforms sometime in the fourteenth century, greatly reduced. She wanders the countryside in the shape of a harridan, another bogeyman to warn children of.

The peasantry - who remember Maleficent as the fey who inexplicably sent her minions to inspect every cradle in the kingdom - think that she is another of these goblins.

They call her La Mauvaise Paysanne.

***

She arrives in England in the eighteenth century on the back of a fairy tale.

Fairies take the shape of the stories told about them. The myth has changed, and so has she. She takes the shape of an enchantress, the punisher of naughty children, the rewarder of the good.

The English people call her the Merry Peasant.

***

By the nineteenth century, the edges of her myth have been sanded off entirely. She’s known as a fairy godmother who blesses good children.

She doesn’t mind this, but when she gets the chance to reshape her wand, she gives it a crow’s head in memory of her old familiar.

They’ve started calling her Mary Pauper.

***

By the twentieth century, Mary Poppins is more powerful than she’s been in centuries.

She’s also changed completely. She understands this to her core, and mostly she’s fine with it.

She misses it every now and then, of course. The palace, the minions, the mistress of all evil. She sniffs and says these are are ridiculous thoughts, but she thinks them nevertheless.

This is partly why she enjoys being a nanny. It’s a good compromise. She can be strict but fair with her charges, and every now and then she meets a particularly incorrigible parent who she can curse into oblivion.

[lairdraconia]

An indulgent, sharp-toothed smile.

"You would ask something of me...? Ah, how brave of you. I suppose I can hear you out, at least. But has no one told you not to bargain with Fae?"

[lairdraconia]

I think this might be a shot in the dark, but does anyone know where sweetxtooth the Trey writer went? They'd sent me a message but deactivated before I could reply :<

[erina-phan]

[marinella-ela]

[clawmarks]

Journal of decorative art - 1881 - via Internet Archive

[lairdraconia]

"On account of the Curse, you see."

[sivalizarts]

Do you want some kisses?

[lairdraconia]

An Invitation- left exactly where the last letter had been.

Well, well.

A tea party.

And on a school night, no less. Naughty, Rosehearts.

Malleus smiles to himself and folds the lavishly decorated (and scented, if his vomeronasal sense is accurate, with rose and lemongrass oil) invitation away to tuck it into the breast pocket of his overcoat.

It sits there like a secret, tender and burning over his heart.

Off to have a bath, then, and do some primping before the appointed time arrives.

Weren't midnight affairs the ritual of Diasomnia? Perhaps his host was being gracious to their nocturnal nature. Or perhaps Riddle meant to keep this rendezvous secret from prying eyes? No matter. Malleus cared not the particulars so much as the company.

"Lilia? Would you mind preparing my formal robes? Yes, I've somewhere I'm meant to be going..."

[spicyyhobbits-deactivated202411]

Reblog to give your mutuals a mini pumpkin in the palm of their hands. 🎃

[lairdraconia]

[lairdraconia]

"Ah, Gao-Gao Drakon-kun, you're hungry again already... Being a mother is difficult work, isn't it."

At least the electronic trinket doesn't require much other than Malleus' attention and the occasional new battery.

[lairdraconia]

Is mun open for a rp thread?

Hello friend! My activity is sporadic as this is not my main blog (I am more likely to be reached at @sparkmender generally), so as long as you don't mind me being... incredibly slow... I am around, yes.

I will be upfront though: I prefer to write "literary" style, or "novel" style as I've seen some people call it, and I am almost 30 years old, so I am unlikely to write with anyone underage simply for peace of mind. :>

[lairdraconia]

Malleus.. don’t sleep on the floor

Sniff. "The stone flooring is more welcoming than backsass from the Child of Man."