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His face is flushed, hair askew, his crest glimmering in the morning light. There are still a few stray scales peppered along the edges of his features, and Silver’s breath hitches as their eyes meet. Malleus’ gaze is steady, pupils nearly round in desire as he pants shakily. His body trembles. He’s especially handsome like this.
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A desperation so sweet, they'll continue to indulge (even if they need a change of pace to do so).
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The things we do for love by Mookie for sunntails
Fandoms: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game)
29 Aug 2025
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“Still playing with that silly thing?”
Silver looked up, but his thumb continued to trace the engraved name on his pen.
“It’s not silly,” Silver said. “It’s real.”
Lilia’s heart twisted.
It always had been.
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Silver rubs his eyes with the hand he isn’t currently allowing a horse to chew on. “Three hours…? Why? Wouldn’t that have disrupted your schedule?”
“Of course it would have.” Riddle scoffs, as if annoyed that Silver even had to ask. “You can understand my frustration, then.”
Perhaps, but it doesn’t make any sense for Riddle to stay. He’s the sort to schedule activities down to the minute. A three-hour delay doesn’t seem like something he’d ever allow for, much less one where he’s doing largely nothing but kicking back with the horses.
Not to mention… Silver squints at the sky, which has begun to shift to more of an orange colour. So he slept through the entire afternoon… he exhales through his nose.
“I apologise, then. I hadn’t meant to keep you… erm, why did you stay, Riddle?”
Riddle gives Silver another one of those do you even have to ask? looks, jutting out his lower lip and turning his head away. “Clearly, I couldn’t leave you here alone.”
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Silver wakes up from an impromptu nap to find Riddle watching over him.
Bookmarked by sunntails
29 Aug 2023
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CONTENT SPECIFICALLY FOR ME. IM FEELING DELULU THEYRE IN LOOOVE. their voices here in particular are shefs kiss
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“Oh, no, no,” he shakes his head, “I’m quite alright, thank you, Silver.” He clears his throat, eyes still sparkling, and Silver feels his face warming. He’s not embarrassed, exactly—or well, not completely, he’s a little embarrassed—but Vil’s laugh is pure and clear, like the sound of bells chiming. Or maybe birdsong. Silver has a difficult time putting an exact word to the sound, already at a bit of a loss for words. “I was just noticing your nails.”
“My nails?” Silver frowns down at them. His nails are a little longer than he likes them to be right now. It’s just inconvenient to do anything with them when they can extend past the tips of his fingers. It’s getting to be around the time when he’d ask his father to cut them down with his dagger again. “What about them?”
Vil’s lips press into a thin line, as though this answer displeases him somehow. “Have you… ever done anything with them?”
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Vil notices the state of Silver's nails and decides he needs to take matters into his own hands.
Bookmarked by sunntails
09 Mar 2023
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RATTLIGN THE BARS OF MY CAGE!!!!! THEYRE LITERALLY IN LOVE!!!! YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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“Let’s see what you brought me and my stuffy nose.”
Vil immediately spots the way Silver perks up ever so slightly when Vil does seem interested in what he brought, but when Silver reaches his hand in the bag..
His hand doesn’t reach very far until he picks something up from the very top.That bag is much fuller than Vil thought it was.
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OR: Someone gets sick. And someone else gets worried.Bookmarked by sunntails
26 Jan 2023
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SILVIL FIC TO EVER!!!!!!! SO FUKCIGN ACCURATE THE CHARACTERIZATION IS PERFECT BANGER ICONIC
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Vil flushes and slips his hand into Silver’s own. “Oh stop it, you flirt.”
“Oh.”
“No, don’t actually stop. I like it when you do that.”
“Oh.”
Vil smiles softly. Silver’s sweet, if not a bit dense.
He is so, so lucky.
Bookmarked by sunntails
30 Nov 2022
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Please Convert To Silvil (Silver/Vil) Please This Is All The Propaganda I've Got