The day Malleus ran away from Briar Castle and met the mysterious fae known as Lilia Vanrouge
Malleus kicked his feet on his bed as his servants whimpered in the doorway. They were too scared to come inside but also too scared to leave without leaving his lunch. He smiled at them. ‘See. I’m making myself approachable.’
In response, the smallest of the group was pushed out with a tray. It was a small hamster fae. He whimpered and sobbed with tears pouring out of his eyes.
Malleus frowned at their reaction, ‘I have tried everything and yet they still fear me things I have not done. Things I would not do.’
The hamster fae put down his lunch tray with trembling arms and nearly collapsed when Malleus spoke aloud. “Why do you fear me? I shall never intentionally harm any of you. As I am a ruler who treats his subjects right.”
The fae fell on his knees with a terrified expression and yet forcing a smile through his snot and tears. “I.. I don’t fear you Lord Crown Prince! I only cry these tears in the joy of serving you!”
With that, the fae picked himself up and ran out his room. Malleus watched as the others awkwardly shuffled out, closing the door behind them.
He then grabbed his lunch and snuck out fir the library. He loved reading stories about his parents. And.. recently he had discovered a hidden section, in there were paintings of his parents with a mysterious black and red haired fae.
Malleus entered the library with a skip in his step and stalked through the tall wooden bookshelves. He knew the way to the hidden trove off his head now, he could even go in blindfolded.
Finally he stopped in front of the innermost bookshelf, this was the sole block in his oath. he whispered under his breath,summoning levitation magic and making the bookshelf float.
He watched it float higher and the passageway now visible, Malleus slinked inside and hummed as the bookshelf slowly landed in place. In his time here, he had read everything about his parent’s time together with Lilia. It had diaries of them both and little notes from his father, Raverne and his mother Maleanor.
As always he started by reading his favorite note, “I know one day, the Council will try to erase Lilia’s existence, as he is a common fae. But I wish for our children to know of the man we both loved, the man who grew up with their mother and the man we wish to raise them in case anything happens to us.”
Malleus’ mind flickered to all the diary entries he had read over the past month as he put his items into a small bag he had placed a day earlier.
“This is Raverne. Maleanor has given me permission to peruse her diary for this. I have sanitized everything here for you my dear children reading this.”
“And this is Maleanor. Raven is being a sap as always. However I do believe that that vile council will try to erase our dear Lilia from libraries after his passing. So we shall endeavor to record our time with him together.”
The next day he read further, “Maleanor is once again pouting cause Lilia and I were on a decade long campaign together. As usual, we discussed about Maleanor and how she would fare with the council without us to reign her in.”
A little note stuck to that page read,“Raven and Lily have once again worried themselves silly. A foolish endeavor. I know how to behave in front of the council but they do not deserve any courtesy from me.”
Malleus giggled under his breath. He agreed with her on that. The Council gave him servants upon servants that were frightened out of their wits about him.
They themselves who insisted on being his tutor could not bear to be in his presence. The baby dragon growled under his breath, the memory of his teachers try to put as much as he could between them annoyed him terribly.
The next entry on the other hand made him happy once more. “My child, I shall regale you with tales of Lilia and I in our youth. You see, the Council had agreed to a marriage planning with another dragon. WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE OR CONSENT! I was terribly peeved about this and unfortunately had Lilia restrain me from burning them and their awful houses down to ash.”
From the portrait, he could tell Lilia was a rather short individual. So he could imagine how much harder it would have been to hold his mother down. He giggled as he envisioned it. Malleus gleefully turned to the next page .
“He managed to convince me to calm down and then a brilliant idea struck me. Why don’t I run for it? Lilia of course protested but soon he followed me anyways. We got into trouble with Mother that evening but it was rather a lovely adventure.”
Another fun entry he enjoyed was Raverne’s first time having Lilia’s cooking. “Today I have seen the depths of hell.” A note from Maleanor was placed under, “He’s over exaggerating all he did was eat Lilia’s cooking.”
Raverne continued under, “Well the last time you ate it was 100 years ago. But it just.. UGHHH! I wanna throw up.” Maleanor drew a smiley face under, “Make sure to enjoy his courting~”
Another note from her was written under, ‘Perhaps at a different time?’ He wondered as he read further. “Wait. Do you still have leftovers?”
Raverne continued under, “Yes? A whole pot of that weird stuff.” Her note continued, “Bring it with you to the palace this night. We shall feed it to the Council for annoying me in Court today.”
Malleus saw the first instance of his father’s… mischievousness with the follow up note. “Splendid idea! We rid ourselves of Lilia’s creations and rid ourselves of those vermin temporarily. Win win!”
The rest is on Ao3
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Last and final day/part of the twst digimon au! Day/part 22!! Part 21
Lilia no longer has their digimon as theyve gone to yk adulthood tis the sad themes well theoretically they still have the partner they just cant evolve them like the others can
This is what their evolution stages were ofc the bat theme as any sane individual can get but their digimon is in the ultimate stage all the time shout out to ladydevimon for being a goat
No new lore drops I'm afraid but do expect silly doodles of the au now and then!
A quick sketch of Kronos this morning. Didn't feel like drawing digitally. The realisation that I only have one month left of holiday killed all my whimsy.
If you're writing anything involving cons, scams, heists, or morally questionable characters who are very good at lying, here are some free resources I've been using for research. Saving you the "why is this in my search history" anxiety.
1. The FBI's Famous Cases & Criminals archive (fbi.gov/history/famous-cases) has detailed breakdowns of real fraud cases, Ponzi schemes, and confidence operations. The language they use is clinical and precise, which is perfect for getting the procedural details right.
2. The FTC Consumer Sentinel Network publishes annual reports on the most common fraud tactics in the US. Great for understanding how modern scams actually work and what makes people fall for them.
3. The Smithsonian's American Art Museum has a free digital collection of forgery case studies. If your character forges documents or art, this is gold.
4. Court Listener (courtlistener.com) is a free legal database where you can read actual court transcripts from fraud trials. Want to know how a real con artist talks under oath? This is where you find out.
5. The Internet Archive's collection of old newspaper crime sections. Search for "confidence man" or "swindle" in papers from the 1920s through 1960s and you'll find incredible real stories that would feel too dramatic for fiction.
Bonus: The Psychology of Fraud section on the Association for Psychological Science website has accessible articles about why people trust, how deception works cognitively, and what makes someone a convincing liar. Essential reading if you want your con artist characters to feel psychologically real.
Reblog to save for later. Your WIP will thank you.
Also you can find a lot of textbooks on psychology and forensics for free as free pdfs. It's always fun to browse and learn new things. And never forget local libraries if you have access to them, are your friend too.
Instead of White Lily summoning the first Headmaster, she finds herself flung into the annals of the past.
One moment, she was sitting in front of her array and the next, she found herself in front of the First Headmaster. At least, the full one she thinks. His mismatched eyes were blown wide as he started at the young cookie before him. She recognized his right eye as the singular one his piece had but seeing his whole body was shocking.
He was even larger than the piece she met and she cautiously watched as he slowly bent over to pick her up. White Lily was raised to the level of his giant eyes, “Who could you be little cookie? You are wearing my school uniform and have been blessed by my creations who are acting as staff. But yet, I do not recall processing your information?”
She sat up earnestly, ‘This is my chance to finally ask the headmaster ll those questions!’ White Lily cupped her hands over her mouth and yelled as loud as she could lest the wise sage might not hear her. “FIRST HEADMASTER PLEASE I HAVE A QUESTION PERTAINING TO THE WITCHES AND YOUR RESEARCH!”
The being winced at the volume but his face soon gave away into surprise, “Oh? How do you know about that? I was sure to keep my research away from youngling such as yourself… Also please be mindful of your volume. I can hear you just fine without the yelling.” She held her hands together, “I’m sorry but after seeing scattered records of your research, I used Dark Moon Magic to enter the archive where you stored all your research. My original plan was to summon your soul from the place you called Tartarus in your papers so we could research together.”
First Headmaster stared into her eyes deeply, it was if he was unraveling her very being. She stared back unflinchingly. Normally she’d be terrified of a being his size but she wanted to learn all the knowledge he had amassed over the ages and ask him everything. ‘Why did he speak of the witches’ existence like it was a certainty? How was he able to stay alive for so long? Was he still alive in the present day she was from and is that why the spell backfired? If so then why wasn’t he in the academy?..’ She was moved to his right hand and his left slowly poked her head with just enough force to snap her out of her thinking frenzy.
The rest is on ao3 with the same name ❤️
Edit: For those of you who couldn't find it. Here's the link
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I came back to CRK for the First Headmaster ksin and was shell-shocked at how good the story was for the White Lily and First Headmaster section. Like what???
CRK devs where was this since the end of Beast Yeast??
So yeah now I'm writing a oneshot for this one scene. I'm already at 1k words. Bless my fingers. It should be done this night or tnrw. It's not that long. Just a what if she actually managed to meet Fount/First Headmaster before he corrupted.
I still don't like White Lily much but I do like her writing. Peak af. My other fics? Heh. Umm. I'm still working on it 😭