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Lilia Vanrouge

Warning(s): NSFW. Minors do not interact. Yandere themes. Implied pseudo-incest.

Just a short drabble.

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"Shh.."

A soft chuckle emits somewhere in the unlit room.. Not that you'd know whether or not the room was truly lit or not when your eyes have been blindfolded. He shushes you in hopes that you'll let your guard down. However..

"Khehee. My little fae, why do you seem so scared?" Though he does not outright say it, Lilia enjoys watching how much your body trembles just by hearing his voice. He knows that he was the one to teach you to fear things, but he never anticipated that one day you'd turn his lessons against him. After taking care after you for so many years and this is the result.. He could only sigh if it weren't for the fact that he quite enjoyed being a sadist. And he has to admit, he must have gone wrong somewhere so he is partially at fault.

A wide grin that only a madman such as he could perfect smeared on his face. The sound of chains dragging on the floor sounded in your ears when you shuffle your legs close to you. You bit your lips, refusing to talk to him for as long as you could.

This only spurs him to crouch down to level your eyes and carress your cheek. His hand is slender and cold but that wasn't the reason you shuddered. What made you shiver was the thought of someone who you confide all your problems with and trusted deeply, especially when it came to protecting you, showing their monster and unwanted sinful desires towards you. "Hm~ What's this? Why is my little fae refusing my touch?" He pouts when you turn your head away from his hand.

"Are you perhaps being shy?" He chuckles and shakes his head when he falls trap to his own fantasies. "What a silly little thing."

Having enough of doing all the talking, he decides that it was about time for you to sing him praises. Chains rattle again, this time not because of you but because of him. He grabs your ankles and pulled your entire body close to him.

His cold leather gloves made you gasp which only fueled him on. "Fufufu. I knew I'd like you better this way," he comments, now towering over your form. You try not to cry as he leaves wet kisses on your inner thighs. It felt disgusting and O' how you wished your body didn't betray you at this moment, biting your bottom lip to keep all the noises he so desperately wants to hear from escaping.

He chuckles at your pathetic tries of fighting against the idea of giving up and submitting to him. If he had known years ago that you were going to become like this, maybe he should've discarded the notion of teaching you all those things that he would later have to pay a heavy price of not loving you the way he wants to and greatly resenting it. "Hn..!" Oh? Your legs trembled as he gives a kiss to your clothed sex. You could not see the sadistic smile that stretches his face that shows his fangs.

It was at this moment that he decides to skip all that long foreplay and teasing you. Another time, maybe, but not right now.

He slips off your underwear, feeling a wave of excitement surge through him. Lilia admits, he hasn't always thought of you this way so something must be wrong with him.. "You've put me under your spell, little fae.." His voice sounds deeper; serious.

"So it's time for you to understand the consequences of casting a spell on me."

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BRO OPPOSITES OF THE WAR WAS SO FUCKING GOODDDDDDDD 💕💕💕✨✨♥️ BRO PLS PART 2 😭😭🥹 (not forcing you though lol ☺️ I vv much enjoyed)

║Lilia Vanrouge║ Opposites of the War 2

Reader: No pronouns or description used. Gender neutral.

Warning(s): None

A/N: Ask and you shall receive. Totally rushed the ending since it was getting too long.

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Despite his natural talent for collecting lives, he by no means enjoys it. But, he is merely a loyal tool for the monarchy to use however they please. He had no say in this matter.. Not that he had any since he is the right hand man to the Queen and thus, meant that they had his utmost loyalty.

“General!” A soldier runs up to him with a panicked look on his face. “General..” He pants. “The camp in the north has been attacked..!

“We received word from the general stationed there that they request you make haste.” Contrary to his thoughts, he is aware that he is a valuable asset for war and he takes pride that he could be of use. This was, after all, the nature that runs through his blood.

Although.. He does wish it would end soon..

Ah, yes, how many moons ago had he met that.. Person? For a fae, a day means nothing, but for some reason, Lilia felt like he’s lived half a century already waiting for them.

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“The Briar Kingdom and Valley of Thorns have signed a peace treaty!” Crowds of faes chatter, gathering in the town square to listen to the royal messenger from the castle. “The returning soldiers will march forth from the gates midday. The fallen will also be remembered for their contributions.” With that, the messenger steps off of the stage. And just as the messenger’s words, soldiers entered through the Kingdom’s gates at the sound of a trumpet in the afternoon.

Many walked on foot through the kingdom, taking the praises and cheers coming from both sides of the streets, and there are those on horseback.

Many cheered at the returning soldiers, yes, but more so to the General whom always dressed in black. Everyone knew the great things that General Vanrouge had contributed to the war, especially noting how he alone took down twelve strong human wizards that hold equal magic strength to that of a lower-ranked fae. To him, however, it weighed the same amount as any battle he has fought.

“Vanrouge,” a burly fae with a short beard trots his horse beside the quiet fae. “This is a joyous occasion with many people chanting your name; why that scary look, hm?” Not many are able to approach said fae like this slightly older fae. These faes cannot deny the admiration and respect they hold towards him, yet they are simply too fearful to approach him. It doesn’t help that Lilia could do a 180 in personality at any moment and become unhinged.. Such as on the battlefield.

“General Verne.” Lilia acknowledges the fae but that’s about it. “Hoho, still as quiet as ever; only speaking when needed. I believe that Her Majesty had heard the most words out of ya than even yer mother,” Verne does not seem to be afraid in the slightest as his voice booms with laughter. It was deep, but not intimidating. “Look, Vanrouge, do you see the smiles of the people that’s happy to see ya?” He outstretches a hand towards the people.

“I think a smile would make them even more happy. You are quite popular, you know that, right, Duke?” Verne looks at him with mischief in his eyes, but Lilia does nothing to make himself appear riled. “General Verne, as of the moment, I am a soldier for the Queen, not a duke,” Lilia’s voice went a bit deeper (still not as deep as the burly fae), one he uses to command troupes. This was a nonthreatening reminder, however. “I would appreciate it if you could remember that.”

Verne was silent and stares long and hard at his side profile before breaking out into boisterous laughter, “Haha, alright, alright no more teasing for the terrifying general.” After that, they trot in silence, though not completely as cheers continued all the way to the castle’s entrance.

Nearing the gate to Her Majesty’s home, Verne looks to his side once more, “Still, I’m glad that you’re alive and well,” he admits softly with a smile. “I was worried when I heard that twelve mages tried to off you and you only came back to your camp in the morning but bandaged.”

He pats Lilia’s back. “I wonder how you managed to survive for a night out there looking the way you did. You’re real lucky, Vanrouge.”

Lilia does not indulge in the chatter, to prevent leaking a certain secret he holds. Although, it probably won’t be a secret for far long.

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“Vanrouge.” A female voice draws his attention away from the window to behind him. It was a window that looked past the kingdom’s housings and the gate further away; he had a look of longing to whatever was out there.

“Your Majesty.” As if on instinct, he knelt on the floor with his head down and a closed fist over his heart. “There’s no need to kneel; I didn’t come to chat as master and familiar,” she said and paused for a moment as if to think of a better way to put her thoughts into words. “Are you perhaps waiting for someone, Vanrouge?”

Ah.. Was it that evident? He was sure he had practiced enough to not let anyone be able to decipher his thoughts; if even the closest of people can’t read him, then enemies won’t be able to know of his plans, or so he thinks.

“It has been seven years.. Instead of merrying with the common folks in the main hall, you are here,” she said. “Something is on your mind and knowing you, it certainly isn’t a something but rather, a someone.” His jaws tightened as what she said was all true. Lilia is not one to dwell on past history so it could only come down to him dwelling on a person. He felt foolish and ashamed to have made the Queen grow concerned for him, but maybe she could help with his selfish wish.

“Your majesty..”

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In just a few months time, the Valley of Thorns opened up its gates to the Briar Kingdom. The faes were at unrest and questioned the Queen’s actions. Why in the great sevens did she open up to those selfish humans that quick? Let’s not forget to mention how she has a plan already in progress of making a grand festival to officially declare its gates being opened to humans.

“I trust that everything is going smoothly, Vanrouge?” The Queen sits atop her throne, staring at Lilia who knelt before her. “Yes, you’re majesty,” he answers, head pointed to the grown in respect despite the Queen’s wants for him to look at her; that it was okay as he was the most loyal servant to the crown. “Good. I put all my faith and power into your hands. This is, after all, what you wished for.”

There was a moment of contemplation, the Queen carefully putting words together in her head. “This is the first time you have ever requested something from me.. This human, they must be special,” she said. Despite the rest of her face being unreadable and ever the expressionless (much like Lilia), the small curve upward betrays her heart. Like every other monarch, they want nothing but the best for their people. She believes that Lilia had more than deserved this selfish wish of his for always being compliant for the many years she had reigned over the land.

After the short conversation, he was free to leave, but not with a reminder— a warning, “Do remember what you are getting into, Vanrouge.. This is a human you are promising yourself to.”

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When a fae loves, they love deeply. There’s a famous tale spread in these lands, a tale of one of their kind giving too much of their love to a human.. It’s a tale of regrets that ended in tragedy.

Lilia has heard that tale many times as a young boy; his mother loved to tell him the story and at the end, she’d tell him humans are creatures that are capable of love just as faes. There wasn’t much difference except in how they look.

“Vanrouge!” A gruff, yet jolly voice calls him from behind. “Haha, yer so easy to spot even with this crowd; you should really try wearing different clothes— maybe you’d look better in them than black.” Verne hooks an arm behind his neck and continues walking beside him. “General Verne, I don’t recall you being stationed here,” Lilia states.

“Ah, don’t worry about that. I’ll go back soon; I just wanted to check up on you since I heard you were the one in charge of the preparations,” he said and chuckles cheekily. “Haha, so do I call you General Vanrouge or Duke?”

“Either is fine,” he answers dryly. “Hm? So yer still doing the patrolling, huh?” Verne lets out a hefty chuckle and pats him on the shoulders. “Ya know, Vanrouge, it’s okay to take it easy sometimes.. Go have some time to yourself, mingle with folks— don’t you know how many ladies swoon over yer and have been dying t’ talk to ya? Hahaha!”

His laughter turned abrupt and held still in the air as a thought stirs in his mind. His lips turned into a coy smile, “Unless.. You’re keeping a secret lover..?” His eyebrows wiggles teasingly. The scary general gave him a look that shows how much he isn’t impressed. Lilia was slightly bothered at this point. As much as he respected his colleague, this was all pointless chatter to him.

“General Verne, the celebration is reaching its peak; don’t you suppose that you are required at your post now that there’ll be more guests from afar?” Lilia avoids the topic altogether whilst reminding the fae.

Verne unhooks his arm around him and chuckles, though a bit more on the awkward side. He could feel the annoyance seething through Lilia and knew it would be best to not pester him anymore. “Haha.. I guess I’ve been gone for a long while now,” he said, turning on his heels. “Well then, see ya later, Vanrouge.”

Lilia stood and watched as Verne disappeared amongst the crowd, only leaving once he could no longer see his back.

“Secret lover..?”

The fae’s voice echoes in his head and without even noticing, he picked up his pace. He smoothly- yet swiftly- pushes through the crowd. His pale complexion could not hide the soft pink that grew ever the more noticeable as the word “lover” repeats in his head.

“Have you been to the shop outside the gate? I heard they’ll sell just about anything if you’ve got the madols for it..” Despite the loud crowd, his ears could only overhear 2 ladies chatter at a distance, making him stop on his tracks to hear a bit more.

“Yes, I have! The human is such a darling, let me tell you. They even managed to sell a rare ore to me,” the second spoke. “It’s perfect for a wedding ring that my son will give to his fiancée.” They squeeled at the joyous news, but that is not what Lilia cared about.

“I wonder how they managed to bring an entire house here though.. Do you think it has legs?”

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“Thank you for coming!” You stood behind the counter with the best customer service smile you could pull.

When the last customer for the afternoon left, you let out a tired sigh. It has been so long since you last had so many people come to you and you were worried that you had gotten rusty at talking to people.

You walked around the counter and put a sign at your door that you’d be back in an hour; you were going to have your lunch break.

“Maybe I should go out and see what the kingdom has.. There’s so many faes and high levels of magic..” You chatted to yourself, going behind the counter again and entering another room behind a curtain to fetch a satchel and stuffing a sandwich that you’ll bring while strolling through the city.

On the other side of the curtain, the bell that hang above the door rang, signalling that someone had walked in. Didn’t I put a sign up..? Your brows furrowed and frowned. Nevertheless, you put on your best smile once more and walked out of the room. “Hello! Welcome to—“ Your breath hitches and you felt like your heart had momentarily stopped.

“Lilia..!” When you called, your voice was soft as if speaking louder might cause the still water to tremble and thus, making him disappear just like a mirage in the water. Even though you knew that the Valley is where he lived, seeing him again after so many years had made you suddenly weak in the knees. He doesn’t look like he had aged a bit (courtesy to him being a fae). Not a single blemish had touched his face.

He doesn’t say anything at first, a small of a smile on his lips. “I didn’t think that you would be here,” he said, approaching your figure that was still behind the counter. He rests a hand on the counter and takes a better look at you. He knew how fast humans age but to him, it didn’t look like you had aged at all. It had been so long since he had seen you, but he could still vividly remember what you had looked like all those years ago.

Your face grew slightly pink at the comment, “Well, you did write in your letter that the Valley of Thorns and Briar Kingdom is holding a celebration..” You scratch your cheeks. He chuckles, “I didn’t think you’d showed up since you hadn’t written back.”

“Eh, I did..?” You blinked owlishly. “Didn’t your bat come back to you?” It was now his turn to look lost. “No, it didn’t..” After a long pause, laughter erupted from you both. “Hehe, surprise..!” You giggle cheekily.

“Hmph. It is quite a pleasant surprise, but I believed that I would have missed you had I not overheard some ladies talking about.. A shop on legs?” He crosses his arms. His lips slightly droop so he looks like he’s pouting.

You chuckle and walked around the counter to stand beside him with no barrier between you two. “I had faith that I was serviceable enough that word would reach you.”

His eyes lingers on you before trailing down to the side of your hips at the peculiar looking satchel. “Hm? Are you going somewhere?” He uncrosses his arms.

“Actually yeah, it’s my break so I wanted to look at your home!” You grinned. He smiles with a suggestion, “Then, may I do the honours of showing you?” He outstretches and arm towards you.

“Yes. Yes, you may.” You hook your arms from under and let him walk you out of the store. “Would it be safe for you to leave the store unintended?” He asks, staring at the house and then back to you.

“Mm.. Yeah, it’ll be fine! It knows when to lock the door when people are around, but sometimes it likes to lock me out when it gets moody..” You mumble the last bit, your mood clearly soured just a bit as you pout. A chuckle erupts from his chest.

How many times had he laughed just moments after meeting you again? The faces that the ongoers make surmises that it’s not often that they get to see the duke smile, let alone laugh.

Before you entered the large gates, you unhook your arms from his. The action was done subconsciously, you still believing that it was inappropriate to blatantly show affection publicly since you are a human not known to them, and especially since you were with the famed General respected by all. It was alright though, with just a bit more time, maybe you’ll reach that dream of yours.

“Do any of these jewelry fancy you?” He asks when you stopped at a particular stall out on the streets. There were some gems native to only the Valley and common to them, but for you, you were in awe at them. You had hoped to be able to obtain some from their mines, but it’ll be an agenda done later. “Hmm.. I’m just looking. They’re all so beautiful though!” You said, but more so to the gems that were used.

You turn your eyes away, “Let’s continue!” He nods and guides you further inside to the heart of the kingdom. At the centre, there was dancing and music playing; it was lively, safe to say.

When you were looking around, Lilia slipped by you without you ever noticing. “Lilia— oh!” You turned your head to the side and was immediately stuffed with something sweet. “It’s a strawberry sando,” he said. You held the sandwich and chewed on the part you bit. Your eyes lit up at the soft texture and the sweet taste that filled your mouth.

Lilia couldn’t help but chuckle softly at your adorable expression.

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“Where are we going next?” You asked, walking side by side with him. You noticed that you were walking away from the crowd, the voices were growing faint. Lilia does not say anything, but you notice the corner of his lips curled upward just by a bit. Albeit curious, you did not ask anymore.

“Would you care for some tea?” He asks. Suddenly, you were now standing in front of a large estate after passing an extremely large gate. “W-wha—? T, this is where you live!?” You ask in disbelief. You knew that he was some important guy, but you didn’t think he was this important!

He chuckles but doesn't say anything, guiding you to the main hall of his home. “I’ve let everyone have a day off today,” he begins and looks over his shoulder at you while he brews a cup of tea, “Nobody is here but us.”

He walked further inside the house— if you can call it that; it looks more like a castle— and entered a sunroom. If you didn’t know any better, you would have swooned at the thought of him awaiting your arrival.. Maybe that wasn’t far from the truth.

You sat down across from him and drank the first few minutes in a comfortable silence. “Mm, I haven’t had tea like this before..” You muttered, looking at the light purple liquid in your cup. “It’s a local brew here in the kingdom,” he answers, “Do you like it?”

You place the cup back on its saucer. “It’s good!” You grinned. You shift your posture and look at him with excitement. “How have you been?”

He chuckles. “Kufufu, don’t you ask that every letter?” You became flustered. It was true that you were not the best with words and can’t think of ways to start a normal conversation, especially since you have been by yourself most of the time due to travelling. “Eh.. It’s just that it’s different saying it and then hearing your answer right in front of me,” you say, “At least this way, I can actually see that you’re okay..”

He lets out a breathy chuckle. “Then I have been well, aside for the days where I had been longing for a certain someone,” he says and his eyes narrow playfully.

Your face heats up and look around the room frantically to avoid eye contact with him. “Ah..”

“Hm? What happened to you being so bubbly?” He tilts his head teasingly and crosses his arms. “Well, it’s just that.. You’re a lot different from when I first met you!” You answered honestly. Lilia Vanrouge, the one who’s feared and respected by many— if not, all— was usually the reserved type. But after confessing his wish of wanting to court you, it felt like he’s shown more expressions that you were sure you’d not get the opportunity to witness.

“Oh? I suppose you are correct..” He smiles softly. You were the only one who could make his heart flutter like this.

Still, this was fine. Fine with him and fine with you. Breathing in, you fixed your posture and return a smile of your own. “I missed you too.”

~♡~

I would love to continue this but I’m sure it’d be boring by then and becoming too long.

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