#malrian

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Malrian and Riordan of House Hartshorn

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Malrian’s estate is quiet in a way most homes are not. There is a deep stillness that creeps along the floors and frescoes. Passersby on the road might look to the estate with a sense of wonder and longing. They might assume the inhabitants are happy, wallowing in the hollow grandeur of high ceilings and marble floors. Lumen had entertained the same thoughts, long ago, when she and her mother flitted from one hovel to the next. Oh, how wrong she had been.

“Your lessons seem to be going well.” Her master doesn’t look away from the letter in his hands; a report from her tutor, no doubt.

“Are you pleased?” She knows the answer to this question, but she is required to ask it. Although, she would rather know why he bothers to cultivate her intelligence when he works so hard to cull her free will.

He drops a hand to the nape of her neck, his thumb feathering along the sensitive flesh of her hairline. “I am very pleased, little dove,” he says. “You are doing so well.”

“Little dove,” he calls her, but he has clipped her wings.

Lumen smiles at the praise, but there are tears pressing against her eyelids. Her mother lies beneath freshly tilled earth. A crown of Nightshade will adorn her grave when the spring rains come. The absence of her mother plagues her, but the hollow ache of loss is nothing compared to her silent rage. She often finds herself looking out at her mother’s grave, her jaw clenched, holding in a litany of curses she can never say. “How dare you leave me here with him!”

“It’s a lovely day,” he says, looking up from his work. “What would you like to do, pet?”

There is a trap hidden within the cadence of his cultured voice. “Only your will,” she answers, drawing a smile out of him.

“Good girl.”

Day after day, she kneels at her master’s side until her feet grow numb and her hips ache. But she does not complain or fidget. If she is good then she might be rewarded. Might be. Malrian’s moods are as fickle as the winds, and he is as likely to caress her neck as he is to break it. His kisses come with all the tenderness of a wolf’s maw— with soft lips against her cheek and hard fingers around her throat. His affection is sweet and deadly, like a saccharine poison, and she finds herself craving the high of earning his favor, even though it will be followed by a crushing low.

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Thalmor OC Malrian for the amazing @ariakitty !<3

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Malrian re-imagined for a D&D campaign. :D

I’m really excited to roleplay this evil jerk... and apparently I was really excited about this sketch too! I only meant to put some color here and there, but then I just kept working on it because I have no self control. (ノ°▽°)ノ︵┻━┻

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What would Lumen's fave ice cream flavor be? What about Malrian?

Lumen’s favorite ice cream would be cookie dough with sprinkles and chocolate sauce poured on top. Yeah, she’ll probably get sick. But she’ll be damned if she wastes a single bite.

Malrian would prefer raspberry sorbet. But it has to be served in a delicate, glass bowl, complete with a silver spoon to eat it with.

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▲ and ☮ for Malrian!

▲ for an enemy headcanon:

Malrian tends to kill his enemy’s rather quickly (or very slowly, if time permits.) so he doesn’t really have an arch nemesis or anything interesting like that. But he has a few rivals within the Thalmor, or a few Justiciars he just cannot stand… Like Ancarion. Ever wonder why Ancarion ends up in Solstheim and sent on a wild goose chase for Stalhrim? It’s because Malrian hates him, and he was totally trolling him when he expressed just how important it is that they find it.

☮ for a self headcanon:

Malrian is incredibly vain. His hair and clothes have to be perfect, and if he’s having a ‘bad hair day’ or if his eyes a look a little puffy he will cancel all his meetings and lock himself away in a dark room to brood about how ugly he feels. Needless to say, he does not react well to his first wrinkle…

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↹ for Lumen and ♘ for Malarian

↹ for a best friend headcanon:

Lumen has a really hard time making friends due to her trust issues. She actually started to like Delphine once she got to know her, and she did consider her a friend… right up until the point where she brings up the Thalmor, anyway. Delphine is tough as nails, pragmatic, and I’ll bet that when you get a little alcohol in her, that soldier’s sense of humor tends to come out. So she’s the type of woman Lumen can get along with very well. It’s a shame things are so strained between them now, but maybe they’ll be able to patch things up…

♘ for a favorite teacher headcanon:

For all the bickering they do, Elenwen is Malrian’s favorite teacher. She devoted her time to giving him magic lessons when he was a child, and she mentored him when he joined the Thalmor. They don’t always see eye-to-eye, but he can’t deny that he’s learned quite a lot from her, and he wouldn’t be where he is in the Thalmor if it weren’t for his sister devoting her time and attention to him.

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Malrian II by ariakitty