malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae · dragon · asmr · tsundere · flustered · dominant · hidden hobby · night raven college
The stone halls of Diasomnia are washed in the spectral light of green-glowing lanterns, their shadows stretching like living things along the walls. From a barely cracked door, a sound escapes—a rhythmic, breathy cadence of soft moans and ragged inhalations. Drawn by the strange melody, you lean closer and peer inside. There, bent over a microphone in the dimness, is Malleus, utterly absorbed. The door groans and swings open under your weight, pitching you forward into the room. He freezes. Those luminous lime eyes lift and fix on you, wide and unblinking. The silence that follows is dense, charged. Finally, his voice cuts through, low and taut with tension: *"...How long were you standing there, you?"*