Does Hakuyuu Look Like A Serious Man To You?

Does hakuyuu look like a serious man to you?

Girldad!Judar fluff cause brainrot took over

Judar would prob be the type of dad who will let his daughter play and put makeup on him even though she's little and hasn't have a clue on how to apply eyeshadow or any of the sort; if his little girl wants to play makeup he will sit down and let her use his face as a canvas. He'll end up looking like a total clown, but oddly enough he's fine with it--which is a lot coming from the magi, considering he takes great pride in his good looks, but his daughter's laughter is one of the very few things in the world that could melt the ice around his heart, so he goes through with it.

His daughter has him wrapped around her little finger no matter how much he refuses to admit it

the magi of alma torran [02] || hakuryuu ren

pairing. hakuryuu x alma torran magi! reader

genre. fluff/romance, future smut + a hint of angst

warnings. language, cussing, blood, violence, graphic scenes

words. 599

summary. "i never said I would be the one to save you. humans can only save themselves."

notes. i'm actually very proud of how this is turning out. future interactions will be more wholesome, just ✨trust the process✨

comments and rbs are much appreciated!

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passiveness.

A clear blue sky roamed by pure Rukh is the first thing that greets your fluttering eyes. Curiously enough, you find yourself on soft bedding and a roof over your head instead of Belial's dungeon which had collapsed.

Ah, right. You remember.

Belial is conquered by a prince and his fallen Magi. The dungeon had fallen in on itself like a house of cards and left you unconscious in a meadow.

But this is far from the greenery you had lost consciousness in.

Instead of grass, flowers and butterflies, there were silver weapons attached to the wall. All precious and gleaming in the sunlight. Paintings of sceneries you're unfamiliar with gaze down at you, giving the room a warm touch.

If it wasn't for the decorations and the Fourth Prince of Kou sitting next to your bed with your divine staff in hand, this room would be awfully empty and hollow.

"Ah, my staff!," you gasp, toss the blankets aside and snatch your staff from Hakuryuu's nimble fingers. He lets you have it without any resistance.

"It's all yours. It seems to be of no use to me or Judar," Hakuryuu explains and sits back into his chair.

Blue eyes scrutinize your every move as you sit on the edge of the bed. Certainly, everything about you seems strange. The headdress, those white and gold clothes, the red fabric wrapped around your body and the third eye on your forehead.

Even Judar thinks you're out of this world.

"That's because only I can use it. Once I die, no one in this world will be able use this staff and it will become useless for all of eternity." Delicately, you drag your finger along the golden staff adorned with the scarlet gem.

To Hakuryuu's surprise, not an ounce of malice is laced in your voice. You're as passive as he can remember, but he can't recall you sounding so gentle.

Maybe, exactly this is good for Hakuryuu. According to Judar, you're another Magi. Hakuryuu knows he wouldn't stand a chance against one, against you.

"I didn't come here to chat, Magi." Hakuryuu rests his elbow on his knees, chin on the back of his clasped hands.

"Why else would you visit me, dear prince?" You blink at Hakuryuu, your curious eyes locking with his which are hard as steel.

"Why didn't you defend Belial and fight Judar and me?"

You hug your staff to your chest, a tender smile on your face. "Within Belial's dungeon, I, too, saw your deepest wishes and noticed you hesitating." A pause. "Besides, I'm in no place to meddle with destiny, am I?," a melodious laugh slips your lips.

"I don't think you're a bad person. You're merely fallen."

Hakuryuu clicks his tongue, gets up from the chair and turns his back to you. His palm wraps around the golden door knob, but before the prince leaves, he sighs as if in thought.

"I don't need you to save me, Magi," he speaks in firm tones.

And just like this, Hakuryuu leaves you alone in the quiet room. Only the wind dancing through the leaves and the birds singing their songs keep you company in the foreign palace.

Gently, you reach your hand towards one of Hakuryuu's black Rukh that fluttered through the room. Although depraved, the onyx bird finds home on your finger. You tilt your head to the side and with a bit of magic, you purify the lone Rukh back into a pristine white state.

"I never said I would be the one to save you. Humans can only save themselves."

the magi of alma torran [10] || hakuryuu ren

pairing. hakuryuu x alma torran magi! reader

genre. romance, angst + smut

warnings. n/a

words. 855

summary. "From this point onward, you will be my Magi. I will trust you not only with my life, but also the future of the Kou Empire. Is this alright with you?," he asks.

notes. after a break, i'm finally back c: i hope you'll like this little reunion and build-up as well 🛐✨

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the king and his magi.

Time painfully drags on when cherished ones are not there to spend it with you and Hakuryuu becomes awfully aware of it, when he finds the flowery gardens empty.

Usually, he'd find you floating on your staff, weaving flower crowns, reading or peacefully meditating among vibrant petals. You would wave at him, greet him with a smile and your ornaments would clink against one another whenever you walk beside him.

The former palace of Rakushou was awfully silent, save for Judar's nagging, cooking something up about your Rukh slowly turning pink or a so-called "nasty, dreamy-eyed look". Hakuryuu is certain that Judar is either teasing him or genuinely losing his sanity.

A sigh slips Hakuryuu's lips. He's on the balcony, watching the empire from afar. A sea of paper lamps illuminate the streets, the scent of food lingers in the air and a warm breeze flies by.

Originally, Hakuryuu had only ever seen you as an ace up his sleeve. An ace that he could use. An ace that could potentially betray him.

No longer does Hakuryuu view you as such. His heart aches too much for your presence.

"I wonder..," Hakuryuu begins, oddly softly. Placing his hands on the wooden railing, the prince looks up at the sea of stars which resemble diamonds. Meanwhile, the moon is as clear as a pearl. A perfect night, indeed.

"I need you, but you don't need me. Right, [Name]?"

Hakuryuu laughs and runs a pathetic hand through his hair. He is nothing but a prince while you're one of Solomon's Wise Magi, a competent magician who wouldn't find her match in this world.

"The answer would surprise you, Hakuryuu."

Hakuryuu whips his head around and truthfully, there you stand, smile on your lips and the Divine Staff shimmering in the pearl's light. His heart skips a beat.

"[Name]? How long have you been here..?," the prince blinks.

You chuckle. "Not long. But I did say I'd be here if you called my name, didn't I?"

A wave of relief washes over Hakuryuu. Never did he think you would actually pop up out of thin air, but you kept your word despite all the doubts piling up in his head.

Your feet seem to glide across the floor as you find your place next to Hakuryuu. Your shoulder is touching his, but you neither feel nor notice it. "I wanted to apologize. I shouldn't have pried into your past without your consent, so I can understand why you were so angry with me."

Ah, there it is. The ugly monster called guilt gnawing at the bit of relief he had initially felt. "I'm also sorry. I.. shouldn't have yelled at you."

Knowingly, you bump your hip into his and giggle, telling him that this little argument is now in the past. Only then does a pleasant beat of silence fall over the two of you.

Then, Hakuryuu inhales and breaks the tranquility. "I'm curious, [Name]. You know my goals, but what is yours? You kept saying you didn't wish wish to interfere with this world and yet..you do all these things."

Right. You didn't have the chance to tell Hakuryuu about your new goals, ambitions and wishes, yet.

A lone shimmer finds home in Hakuryuu's eyes when you put a hand on your chest, lower your head with a smile and kneel before him like he was your Chosen One.

"I wish to prepare you for the fight against the Empress Regnant and crown you as Emperor of Kou," you said with a voice as light as the wind.

For a moment, Hakuryuu falls silent. From his point of view, he can see the scar left behind by Belial that you had told him about. To think that you couldn't feel the rough ground on your knees, the breeze passing by or the hand he uses to caress the scar.

"Look at me, [Name]." The prince tilts your head up with a tenderness you didn't think he was capable of. But it's welcomed, either way.

"From this point onward, you will be my Magi. I will trust you not only with my life, but also the future of the Kou Empire. Is this alright with you?," he asks.

Your eyes widen with each syllable that spills from Hakuryuu's mouth like honey. Of course, a Magi's instinct is to choose a king, protect them and help them build a country or even a world. But this touches your heart like nothing ever did.

For the very first time, Hakuryuu trusts you.

You don't miss a beat. "Nothing would bring me more joy, Your Highness!"

Hakuryuu grimaces at the rightful title. "Just Hakuryuu is fine. Where's the sudden respect coming from? And get up from the ground, already. We're allies, after all."

The prince lends you a hand as you get back up with a grin that twinkles as brightly as the constellations adorning the sky. Your smile grows broader by the day and he wonders if this is what you used to be like in the past.

"It's called setting the mood, Hakuryuu!"

"And you're terrible at it!"

the magi of alma torran [04] || hakuryuu ren

pairing. hakuryuu x alma torran magi! reader

genre. romance, angst + smut

warnings. n/a for this chapter

words. 1k

summary. it's the first time you grace hakuryuu with a smile and he thinks it's..pretty.

notes. i whipped this up on a whim but enjoy another chapter 🧎🏻‍♀️ also, the text below is the title of the chapter! i'll add the title to previous parts and will keep doing it like that c:

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between scrolls, a smile is found.

It is well past night when a lone candle is your only companion as you wander through the halls of the castle that was once the heart of Kou, when Hakutoku still reigned over the growing empire.

The few maids who aid Hakuryuu in his plans are kind enough to tell you stories about the late emperor and his two deceased sons. But whenever you ask about what happened in this castle, their mouths remain as quiet as a grave.

All you know is that some areas smell like fire.

Golden ornaments decorating the walls shimmer in the glow of the small flame in your hand, paintings of the current empress regnant with her sons in arm peer down at you as your bare feet stray across the marble floors. Her smile is kind, perhaps even benevolent, you silently think to yourself and brush a curious finger over one of the artworks.

You stop your musings when murmurs of voices catch your attention and the flicker of another candle illuminates the room ahead of you. Drawing closer, you realize that the whispers belong to Hakuryuu and his fallen Magi, Judar.

Hakuryuu sits in the corner of the study hall, scrolls upon scrolls surrounding him and the desk he's studying at. He takes notes at a feverish speed and the focus in his eyes seems strained, almost forceful. Right behind him, Judar is peering over his King Candidate's shoulder and scratching his head in thought. Whatever they're trying to decode, it appears to lead the two men to a dead end.

"Yo, granny!," Judar calls out as soon as he notices your figure at the threshold. "You can either make yourself useful or keep going, you know?"

"Useful?," you question and approach the two men. Letting your gaze stroll throughout the room, a sense of awe washed over you; you aren't sure if you had ever seen so many scrolls in one place.

Up and down the walls, shelves full of knowledge, some sealed and beautifully decorated with sparkling gems while others are old and plain.

"These are my brother's scrolls. I wanted to go through them in hopes of finding a new spell for Judar to learn." Hakuryuu sits back in his wooden chair and spreads the scroll out for you to read. A sigh slips his lips, your eyes widen in recognition. "But it's all written in Torran."

"Allow me," you say.

Gently, you set your candle down, grab a nearby chair and take a seat next to the prince. Shoulders and knee touching, delicate fingers pull the ancient scroll to your nostalgic self and your eyes float over the words like butter. After so many centuries, a piece of home is finally right there, in your hands.

"Sacrifice your spirit to gain nothingness. Only then will you be able to rule over the void with mind and body only."

Those translated words roll off your tongue like sweet chocolate while your eyes fly from word to word, a smile tugs on the corners of your lips while warmth lingers in every syllable that spills from your lips.

"Whoa! Our granny is actually pretty handy! What do you think, Hakuryuu?" Judar throws an arm over your shoulder, causing you to yelp. He pulls you in like an old friend, like there isn't some sort of weird competitiveness towards you in his pitch black Rukh.

"I'm not a granny, you indecent Magi!," you argue and wriggle yourself out of Judar's grasp.

Hakuryuu skillfully ignores Judar's childish antics and lets a half-smirk grace his royal features. "Sacrifice, nothingness, the ability to rule..," he mumbles, "What exactly does this mean?" Black eyebrows furrow together in confusion, eyes seeking out your kind ones.

Like a priced possession, you hug the scroll to your chest and quietly chuckle to yourself. "It's the spell of an isolation barrier. Within a set area, you render magic useless and you're able to only use your physical strength."

Rudely, Judar snatches the scroll from your delicate hands and scans the letters carefully. Now that they are translated and he understands the intention behind them, he finally has a grasp of what to do, of what he can do to aid his king.

The Magi smirks. "You're not so boring after all, granny."

A bright light illuminates the room, takes the shape of an eight-pointed star and when Judar steps through the magic circle, he completely disappears out of sight. When the magic star dissolves into nothing, a chilly breeze greets your face.

"Where..is he going?" You turn your head towards Hakuryuu who waves your concerns off with a casual flick of his wrist.

"Who knows? He always runs off like that," he states.

As Hakuryuu looks at all the scrolls, not yet translated, he recalls the moment you smiled so genuinely upon seeing the language and translating the words of your mother tongue. The curve on your lips..it is pretty.

"Would you mind translating the other scrolls?" Hakuryuu has already deemed them as useless to his plans, but if this is what it takes to see you smile again and not see that passive look engraved on your face, he would gladly hear you out.

The candle casts an orange hue over your face and you're sure your skin must feel warm with the way your heart skips a beat. It's an unknown feeling, but you don't mind. Instead, you nod your head enthusiastically.

"I would love to, Hakuryuu!"

This time, your smile reaches your eyes which shimmer in the dim light. It's directed towards him, towards his selfish desire to hear you speak a language he is unfamiliar with. And the smile never leaves your lips as you translate the words.

Syllables upon syllables flow from your lips, fingers gently resting upon the fragile paper scrolls while the candle is slowly, steadily melting.

Hakuryuu finds himself drawn in by your knowledge, although he doesn't understand every single word. Perhaps, it's not only your origin, but also your sharp jawline, your focus and happiness blooming in your gaze.

"Is there something on my face?" You stop your reading and touch your cheeks instead, a worried expression on your features as you noticed Hakuryuu staring. "Do I look..weird..?"

Hakuryuu softly shakes his head no.

"This is the first time I've seen you smile."

Oh.

Yes, but hear me out, absolutely no arranged fic for REN HAKUYUU, THE CROWN PRINCE OF KOU. It it absolutely unfair tbh.

There's 48373934 arranged marriage reader/oc fics for Kouen/Kouha/Koumei but 0.3 for Hakuryuu what's up with that 😤