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Overall, L seems detached on the surface, not cold, but constantly lost in his own thoughts, very often brooding. When you're around him, it can sometimes feel like he’s not really here, but in another universe. His gaze drifts off to the side, his fingers fidget with the hem of his long sleeve, yet his answers are always too precise and rapid. However, in a relationship, he is more likely to show physical affection when alone with his partner; with them, you can finally feel that he is here, not somewhere else.

In a relationship, he won't be the type of person you can constantly talk to about his feelings and emotions. But if you tell him that you’re feeling anxious or down, he will start to analyze and reason through your emotions and worries. In reality, he isn’t used to offering comfort with standard words instead, he will begin to break down your feelings in detail, explaining why you might be feeling bad and how to solve the problem, almost as if he is trying to "decode" your state of mind.

If he feels completely comfortable with his partner, he will begin to open up more and more, starting to share his own worries and feelings, and allowing his physical affection to show.

At one point, he might just walk into your room, sit next to you on the bed, and talk about his state of mind while tracing your fingers with his hand, touching your hair or neck with just the light graze of his fingertips, and then simply fall asleep on your shoulder if he is exhausted.

You had been Zuko’s advisor since the very beginning of his reign as Fire Lord.

For the first few years, you were his anchor, keeping him from losing his mind entirely under the crushing weight of the responsibility that had fallen upon him.

Your advice was quiet, never drowning out his own thoughts and feelings. You never told him that doing things a certain way would be "better." Zuko used to be irritable and short-tempered, and now, looking back, he wondered how you had ever put up with him at all.

As the years went by, his requests for you to stay behind after council meetings stopped being strictly about business.

Zuko, now stately and wiser, didn't really need an advisor anymore, yet here you were. His questions could be personal, but never to the point where you'd slap his face and call him a jerk. Zuko sensed that boundary perfectly. You would have to be a fool not to realize that the Fire Lord was flirting with you. But etiquette forbade you from responding just as openly, so you did nothing but smile.

You personally oversaw the shipping logs and merchants' reports, even though it wasn't your job. Zuko knew you did it because of the massive budget deficit that had formed during the second year of his reign, but everything was fine now. Better than fine, actually. The nation was thriving.

However, that didn’t stop you from burying yourself in work in your study until late at night, and Zuko absolutely hated it.

On one such evening, he walked into your room without knocking. You turned your head toward him and blinked slowly.

"Come now, Lady Advisor, it's bedtime."

You could have told him how inappropriate he was being, but all that escaped your mouth was a soft mumble. Zuko chuckled and scooped you up in his arms as if you weighed nothing at all.

After that, any desire to protest completely vanished.

There were no inappropriate touches; he simply carried you to your chambers, tucked you into bed, and snuffed out the candle on the wall.

You hated to admit it, but you hadn't wanted him to leave.

It became a ritual of sorts: Zuko would come in, pick you up, carry you to bed, and leave. Nothing more. But one evening, just as he had bundled you up in the blankets, you propped yourself up slightly on your elbows and stared at him.

"Why all of this, my Lord?"

*Who else would do it, if not me?*

Instead of answering, Zuko took a couple of steps toward you and sat on the edge of the bed.

Perhaps the way his lips quickly found yours was only natural.

After that night, Zuko carried you exclusively to *his* quarters and from then on, you worked at his desk whenever he wasn't using it.

You had always thought that Zuko would burn, but in reality, it was a little different. Zuko warmed you. He would find your freezing hands at night and warm them.

His hair, soft and much longer than yours, gave you no peace. When he returned, you would hover awkwardly near him, hairbrush in hand. Zuko would take a deep breath and sit on the edge of the bed, letting you do whatever you pleased.

Despite his power, Malleus is deeply fond of tiny things. It’s hard for him to handle small and fragile objects delicately and properly, yet they captivate him with their unique, peculiar fragility. He would gladly spend hours watching "miniature cooking" videos.

Malleus is actually quite terrible with technology. It’s not that he’s incapable, he just has old "grandpa" habits. He doesn't like messing around with complex gadgets simply because he finds it tedious. He is drawn to old, familiar, and simple mechanisms instead. While he is fascinated by human progress in this field and how much they’ve invented, a century is like the blink of an eye to him. Thus, he doesn't see much point in learning modern technology unless it is absolutely necessary.

In his childhood, Malleus tried to disguise himself several times to look like a common fae. This was all because of children's fairy tales about miserable princesses who disguised themselves as commoners to escape to the city, mingle with regular people, and feel normal for just a little while. He, too, always wanted to experience that feeling of being "ordinary," since his loneliness stemmed entirely from his "uniqueness." But, of course, nothing came of it.

He takes meticulous care of his horns, but not because he worries about them much himself. (From time to time, he even forgets he has horns). It’s because Sebek believes his young master's horns must look flawless. Sebek declared this to Malleus himself, and the prince offered him a "responsible job." Roughly speaking, he assigned the responsibility for his horns to Sebek, mostly because he knew Sebek would be absolutely thrilled by it. Once a month, Sebek arranges a full spa day for the horns, sharpening and polishing them. In reality, Malleus's horns are quite a tough case because they are still growing, and unlike most other dragons, his horns grow rather quickly compared to the normal growth interval.

Malleus loves tea, but specifically iced tea. He has always preferred the cold, as it feels pleasant on his skin. His favorite is floral tea with calm, soothing notes. Sipping cold floral tea without any snacks while a cool breeze caresses his skin is pure bliss for his soul. He is also very fond of wildflowers forget-me-nots and geraniums are his absolute favorites. He loves gathering and drying them to add to his tea later.

Malleus is terrified of holding babies because he's afraid of accidentally hurting such fragile creatures. Despite already having experience with Silver, it didn't rid him of the fear of his own strength when facing helpless beings.

Wooden furniture, and wooden crafts in general, impress Malleus to his very core. Perhaps it’s because they remind him of home? Quite possibly. But Malleus is also a bit of a *hygrophile* [note: or rather, an olfactophile/someone obsessed with scents]? He loves subtle smells. For instance, those very same wooden crafts or the smell of old books. But our dragon's absolute favorite scent is the smell of a forest, or even a field, right after the rain (petrichor). It’s worth adding that he is enchanted by the art of wood carving, and his favorite wood aroma is the scent of silver fir.

Despite his stern appearance, as mentioned earlier, Malleus loves miniature things, and he is also drawn to "children's fine motor skills" activities. He would gladly weave friendship bracelets if someone just taught him. However, Malleus strictly wants to do such silly things with someone else; otherwise, it only brings him sadness and loneliness.

Malleus deeply treasures gifts, specifically symbolic ones. The young prince has received plenty of different offerings in his life, but they lacked a soul. Handmade crafts, postcards, little trinkets, and things like that, that's what touches the stern mage's heart to its core. Gifts from loved ones are instantly treated as family heirlooms, rest assured. (Bro literally has a friendship bracelet from us that he would kill someone for).

Well, let’s dive straight into the bedroom details.

Malleus is the lucky owner of a long tongue and not only is it long, but it’s also snake-like, which guarantees some extra sensations. In reality, Draconia would never admit it, but he is incredibly proud of having such a gift. Granted, he only started feeling proud recently, once he realized how many possibilities it opened up with his beloved. Besides, you are constantly praising his wonderful tongue, which only feeds his ego.

Our majestic prince works real forbidden magic with his tongue, possessing a whole variety of these "spells," but let’s mention his "second signature spell."

Draconia recently got into cunnilingus, and saying he "got into it" is an understatement. As mentioned before, Malleus loves to dominate, which means he prefers giving more than receiving or rather, giving back double or even triple the amount. The prince prefers giving oral over receiving a blowjob, as he loves being the one on whom the pleasure of his beautiful lady of the heart depends.

Actually, it felt unusual for him at first, but the funny thing is that he was the first to suggest it in your intimate life. You had been thinking about it for a long time, but Draconia simply senses the desires of his soulmate. For all his somewhat "old-fashioned" traits, Malleus is quite experimental and open to new ways of pleasure. However, our captive of the wild flora and fauna became specifically addicted to cunnilingus.

Surprisingly, Draconia caught on very quickly. He has always been silver-tongued, so it would be a shame if he couldn't handle a task of a similar nature.

Malleus prefers the technique of "experimentation and flights of fancy," since his princess is quite picky when it comes to oral stimulation. Through trial and error, Malleus figured out the perfect formula to drive his little devil completely insane. The oral session begins at his discretion, whenever Draconia decides it's the juiciest moment for it. One snap of his magical fingers, and his beloved is already lying on soft mounds. Pillows are placed under her lower back so she is comfortable and won't get cramps, as well as under her spine for extra support. Draconia will definitely tease his spouse a little to prep the wet ground, and then, at the height of his teasing, he will sharply breach the borders of her territory.

Malleus will start slowly, and even for the thousandth time, he will take his time. First, he will test the waters, and if his beloved is flowing like a waterfall, then as her loyal husband, it is his duty to "clean things up" a bit. He will lap you up thoroughly, but not dry. After all, he still has new territories to discover. As soon as that's done, Draconia will push his tongue deeper in search of that specific favorite spot. The moment his beloved flinches with a loud gasp, it's a green light.

Oh, Draconia definitely won't spare you. Your timid sound is a wordless permission to do whatever he wants with you. Since his dear lady of the heart is so fastidious, the poor dragon has to use a variety of schemes, combinations, and patterns. For him, it’s partly a game. While the girl trembles, losing her mind, the young prince is having the time of his life. He will trace shapes, letters, or numbers with his tongue, never repeating them once, just so he doesn't ruin his darling's powerful orgasm.

Your orgasm is the best reward for him. He craves to feel the product of his efforts and judge the quality of his work. He will be thrilled, but he won't tell you, because your "wild" orgasm is just an excuse for him to torment you even longer.

Malleus also doesn't mind if you ride his face, though this usually happens when you take the lead or when Malleus is a bit tired. Most of the time, his beloved simply puts him in front of the fact that she is going to sit on his face. He is thrilled by her determination, but he's also a little afraid; after all, when you are in the dominant position, it means you have power over him and can get reckless with your hands. Even though you don't possess a single animal gene, it doesn't stop you from going wilder in the process than the dragon descendant himself. You will definitely grab Draconia by the horns, pulling them however you please to guide him and attempting to sit even deeper on his magical tongue.

Considering the prince is currently between the plush thighs of his beloved in such a heated moment, and his own erogenous zone is being yanked left and right, Malleus starts losing his mind too. Usually, every "face-sitting session" ends in rather rough sex, with scratches and deep pounding right into the mattress.

DG absolutely loves pulling pranks on you. He usually does it whenever he comes to the store where you work to deliver supplies. He thinks your reactions are by far the funniest compared to everyone else's.

If anyone ever hurts you or does something to upset you, and DG and Damon find out about it... well, for some reason, that person tends to disappear without a trace.

Damon sometimes stops by the store where you work to buy some food, but mostly just to chat with you while you're standing behind the register with nothing to do. One time, he even brought you a rose. Right after handing it to you, he got so embarrassed that he quickly left.

Sometimes DG invites you and Damon over to his place, and the three of you spend the evening playing video games. Damon usually loses the most, while DG almost always manages to beat both of you.

Lain can stare at a single spot for twenty, thirty, even forty minutes, then suddenly say something like, "The refrigerator seems to be in a good mood today. That's nice."

If left home alone, she might start talking to the router. She's not crazy, she just thinks it's rude to ignore something that provides internet access, not only for her house but for countless others as well.

She remembers people's faces worse than she remembers serial numbers on electronics. It's easier for her to remember things through words than through visual or any other nonverbal means.

Lain is convinced that some socks don't disappear in the washing machine, they migrate to other dimensions.

She can randomly zone out in the middle of a conversation because she remembered a cat video she watched three years ago, then quietly laugh at it all over again.

Sometimes she answers questions five hours later, or even a day later, but not because she forgot, or something, but because she's been thinking about her answer the entire time. She feels the need to carefully consider everything before responding, even if the question is completely ordinary.

She has a favorite light bulb.

Sometimes, to fight boredom, she does things that are even more boring. For example, counting the patterns on wallpaper. She's the type of person who hears the phrase "watching paint dry" and genuinely goes to watch paint dry.

If someone told her that pigeons were government drones, she wouldn't believe it completely, but she would start investigating just to verify it herself.

Sometimes she wakes up in the middle of the night and can't tell whether she's still in her room or already somewhere else entirely.

She feels guilty whenever she has to turn off her computer.

She walks so quietly that she resembles a ghost and often startles people without meaning to.

She likes the sound of old computer towers. To her, it's almost like a lullaby.

Lain is the kind of person who opens the refrigerator, forgets why she came there, and then stands in front of it for so long that it looks like she's searching for answers to the mysteries of the universe. She's also the type to open the fridge several times in a row, hoping that something new has appeared inside.

If she had a cat, she would regularly ask for its opinion on technical issues.

She sometimes feels like her reflection in the mirror blinks a fraction of a second later than she does.

She doesn't trust printers and, to be honest, printers don't trust her either.

Lain is fully capable of getting lost in her own thoughts while sitting alone in a completely empty room.

When she's bored, she likes to imagine that everyone around her is an NPC with an extremely advanced artificial intelligence.

The first and probably the most likely it would be an evening walk through the city (if the place he lives in can even be called a city).

Nezumi loves the night, when the streets grow quiet, he seems to relax. So he would probably invite you out for a walk without any particular destination in mind. (Though that would depend on how safe things are at the time.)

You would wander through empty streets, talking about anything and everything like books, people, the meaning of life, theater. Sometimes he would suddenly fall silent for several minutes, and the silence wouldn't feel awkward at all, that's simply the kind of person he is.

Most of the time, he would pretend not to care whether you're enjoying the walk or not, but he'd subtly adjust the route to suit you and quietly make sure you stay interested. He genuinely pays attention to your mood and every little change in your behavior, so if you happened to get cold, he would notice immediately.

Something like:

— "Cold?"

— "No..."

— "You're lying, idiot."

And a second later, his scarf or jacket would already be draped over your shoulders.

A trip to a bookstore is also very likely, although he would never call it a "date."

Nezumi adores literature, so he could easily spend hours browsing books. He would recommend works he personally loves and then carefully watch your reaction. If you picked a book he likes, he would smirk with satisfaction and probably start praising it.

"It's not for everyone, but it's beautiful."

If you chose one he disliked, he'd immediately start arguing with you just for fun.

"You have no taste, country bumpkin."

He wouldn't mean it maliciously, though a small part of him would be disappointed that you don't share the same taste in literature.

At a more serious stage of your relationship, he might take you to the theater. It's a somewhat embarrassing subject for him considering his line of work, but he genuinely loves theatrical art.

Nezumi loves the stage and everything connected to it. During the performance, he would seem unusually focused, and afterward, the two of you could spend hours discussing the play. If you enjoyed it just as much as he did, he would be genuinely happy, though he'd never admit it outright.vHaving someone beside you with whom you can discuss the things you love is a true happiness.

A rainy-day date would also be on the list of possibilities.

If it suddenly started raining, he wouldn't look for shelter. Instead, he'd continue walking beside you as if nothing unusual were happening. To him, rain isn't just something natural, it's something pleasant, even if he can't fully explain why. The best chance encounters always seem to happen on rainy days.

• Mychael loves making hair wraps for you (small braided strands of hair woven together with colorful threads). In general, he loves doing your hair, playing with it, or simply running his fingers through the strands.

• If you manage to convince him, Muchael might allow you to go for a walk with him around the city or spend some time together in the library. During these outings, he'll hold your hand tightly, afraid that the moment he lets go, he'll lose sight of you. If he does happen to lose sight of you for even a second, he'll immediately start panicking and anxiously searching for where you've gone. Fortunately (or not), he always manages to find you pretty quickly.

• Mychael loves knitting oversized sweaters for both himself and you...very oversized. Sometimes the sweaters or cardigans he makes for you are so huge that you practically drown in them, but he insists that you look absolutely adorable wearing them (and honestly, he's right!). On the bright side, his handmade creations have kept you warm through many cold seasons.

• Mychael sometimes talks in his sleep, quietly mumbling things. Most of the time it's just random words or phrases. He had no idea he did this until you told him about it. The poor guy was incredibly embarrassed, but you reassured him. In truth, his sleep-talking is actually pretty cute.

At first, you wouldn't even notice his presence. Zack isn't the type to spam you with messages, leave hundreds of notes, or give you any hint that he's around. He prefers to watch from a distance.

Soon enough, you'd start noticing strange things. For example, you always make it home safely, even though you usually end up in some kind of minor trouble. If someone treats you badly, there's a chance that a few days later they'll have a very unpleasant conversation with an extremely tall guy wrapped in bandages, end up with a few bruises, or simply disappear altogether, who knows what kind of mood your "bloody angel" will have.

Zack would deny being interested in you until the very end.

"I'm not stalking you, idiot! I just happened to be nearby."

Even though his version of "happened to be nearby" has been going on for three days straight.

He knows your daily routine perfectly. The routes you take, the places where you like to sit alone, the time you usually come home.

If he notices you're upset, he'll get irritated. Not because he knows how to comfort people, but because he can't understand who dared to ruin your mood.

The funniest part is that Zack genuinely thinks his behavior is completely normal. In his mind, he's simply making sure nobody hurts you, because you're obviously incapable of protecting yourself and need someone watching over you. He would never admit how much time he spends observing you. If you suddenly change your usual route, he'll become noticeably anxious.

One day, you might accidentally catch his gaze from the window of a nearby building and then he'll simply walk away without a word, as if you're the one who just did something embarrassing.

Of course, he won't be able to hide his stalking forever. When you finally ask him directly:

"Are you stalking me?"

Zack will freeze for about ten seconds before muttering something like:

"So what if I am?"

There won't be any fancy excuses. He'll honestly admit that he just wanted to make sure you were okay, and he'll be genuinely surprised if you get angry about it.

If you do get angry, he won't show up for several days after the argument. But eventually he'll come back anyway, just keeping a little more distance and trying not to get caught watching you.

And if you don't get angry, and his weird feelings happen to be mutual... then both of you probably need therapy.

Zack has absolutely no idea how to court someone. Instead of flowers, you might find a bag of your favorite sweets or something you've wanted for a long time sitting on your doorstep (stolen, most likely) and honestly, you'll be lucky if you don't find somebody's organs there instead.

He's extremely jealous, although he'll try to act like he doesn't care. His jealousy usually manifests as aggression toward both the object of his jealousy and whatever caused it. Zack doesn't really understand the feeling itself, which only makes it annoy him even more.

He loves physical affection, but rarely initiates it himself. Looking at him, you'd never guess he enjoys that kind of thing. However, if you hug him first, he'll instantly go quiet and become unusually calm.

Sometimes he'll simply sit beside you in complete silence. For Zack, that's already a huge display of trust.

The most important thought in his mind would be:

"She's/he's/they're safe. That's all that matters."

• Sol has trouble sleeping, which is why he often wanders around at night and then sleeps like a ferret during classes. Since he sits at the back of the classroom, teachers rarely notice him listening to music through his headphones or doing literally anything except studying.

• Sol did his first piercing at home using some ancient needle he found, which resulted in his earlobe getting infected and filled with pus. After a visit to the doctor, he started being much more careful about choosing needles and jewelry. As for his lip piercing, he did that one with Hugo behind the school.

• Sol's hands get very dry, so he uses hand cream regularly. However, he's too embarrassed to tell you about it because, in his words, he's "not some beauty girl from TikTok."

• Sol checks your social media all the time and can reread your chats together hundreds of times until he memorizes every little detail you've ever mentioned.

• Sol almost never does his homework. Since he reads more than some teachers do, it's honestly surprising how easily he can answer questions in class without a second of hesitation.

Pierrot

As soon as Pierrot found out about your illness, he practically dropped everything and rushed over (despite all the responsibilities he had at the circus). In no time, he arrived at your place carrying every medicine he could get his hands on. And yes, he climbed in through the balcony again...No matter how much you protest his concern, insisting that it's "just a cold," he won't even consider listening. He'll stay by your side for as long as necessary, cooking meals for you in bed or making sure you take your medicine (and honestly, he enjoys every second of taking care of you).

Harlequin

Harlequin gives off the impression of someone who couldn't care less about your well-being. So when he finds out you've caught a cold and are stuck in bed with a fever, he'll probably throw a couple of sarcastic jokes and teasing remarks your way. And just when you've accepted your fate of suffering alone, you'll suddenly hear a knock on the balcony door. It's Harlequin, wearing his usual goofy grin and carrying a bag filled with your favorite sweets (yes, he hates them himself, but he remembered exactly what you like). He isn't particularly good at taking care of people, but he'll still stay by your side the entire time, holding you tightly in his strong embrace.

Jester

• He loves carrying you in his arms, and he also loves having you sit on his lap. You'll be eating together, and suddenly he'll hum and reach his arms out, that's the sign. You're supposed to come sit with him. As for carrying you around, he'll do it anytime, no matter what.

• One day during your period, you said your stomach hurt and jokingly told him that you were pregnant. Some time later, Crowling's stomach started hurting too. He walked up to you, looked completely serious, and loudly announced, "I'm pregnant by you."

• MC has a lot of plushies and toys she sleeps with. The crawler isn't a fan of that, so while you're asleep, he quietly moves them away and takes their place instead.

• He tries really hard to know everything about you. You said you like a certain movie? He'll watch it, even if it's not his thing, and remember every detail. You don't like a certain girl? He won't even look at her. If you like an item or a decoration, he'll try to make the same thing with his own hands.

• Mr. Crawling learns love songs and not only love songs. Basically, he tries to learn any songs you enjoy. Then he sings them for you, even if it doesn't always sound very good.

• One time, you let him scroll through TikTok. Before that, he'd heard that you found dark humor a little funny. He also didn't realize that other people used TikTok and thought every video was something nobody had ever seen before. So he memorized a bunch of dark jokes and started telling them to you.

• He somehow learned how to make weird profile pictures without your help. First, he'd pick a background, something like a tiny pink table with either a dessert or a burger on it. Then he'd cut out a photo of himself and poorly Photoshop himself into the picture. The whole thing had a dreamcore vibe.

• Before meeting you, he'd never tried watermelon. Naturally, you decided to fix that. However, he didn't know watermelons had seeds. While he was eating, you joked, "If you swallow the seeds, a watermelon will grow inside your stomach!" He got scared and spent a long time worrying that he was going to become the mother of watermelons.

• Crow doesn't really know how to use a phone, so at random moments he'll text you things like, "you. Wha t. wh ere goi ng." Or he'll accidentally send a random picture from his gallery.

• Crowling has a habit of chewing on his hair, so you decided you needed to braid it for him. You also taught him how to make a scarf out of his hair and fake mustaches. Now it's his favorite joke.