rest {vil x reader}
Vil comforts you after a rough day.
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characters: vil
reader: gn
cw: none!
The Pomefiore lounge was only half-lit, a shadowed hallway leading to the far wall where Vil sat on one of the plush purple couches. The flickering candles cast him in a warm glow, bright enough to illuminate the papers on his lap so he wouldn’t have to strain his eyes to read. The scarce lighting, you knew, was meant to accommodate you; after so long of complaining about a persistent headache, even the densest of your companions (ahem, Grim) caught on.
Vil looked up from his papers and uncrossed his legs, though he made no move to stand. “Hello, sweet potato.”
“Hey,” you answered, barely stopping yourself from diving onto the couch. Still, you fell with little ceremony, laying across the cushions and resting your head on Vil’s lap. He scoffed, amused at your audacity, but didn’t say anything else about your manners.
“You’ve been making yourself scarce these days,” He commented, not unkindly. His voice lacked the usual firm and severe tone he used throughout the day, though anybody on campus could tell that he usually spoke softer around you. Still, this time he kept volume down to something soft and tender, wrapping around you, sound and snug.
“Headache.” You felt on of his hands gently rest on our head for a moment, carding through your hair and drawing soothing lines down your shoulder. “I was getting sick of being alone, though.”
“Forgive me for not offering a more thrilling activity.”
“This is perfect.” You didn’t think you could take any more than resting in a different spot, anyway. “I’m...sorry I haven’t been...much, lately.”
Vil stopped moving his hand, and you could practically hear the unimpressed expression he was giving you. Picturing that small, perfect scowl and the way he was arching an eyebrow, you almost laughed.
“You haven’t been much? Much of what?”
You shrugged. “Much of anything.”
Vil sighed before resuming the comforting pets he was giving you. “That’s simply not true. You’ve been recovering. And before that, you were going through a lot. Perhaps you still are. How are you feeling?”
After a pause, you shrugged and gave him a noncommittal hum. Those types of answers were never enough for him, though. “Better. Kind of. More manageable, at least. I’ll be back on my feet soon.”
Vil chuckled. “You don’t have to make promises to me. It’s important to take care of yourself. Take the time you need. I’m thankful that I got to spend some time with you at all today.”
You took a deep breath, holding it in for a few seconds and trying to focus on anything but the pounding pain in your head: his fingers running through your hair, the warmth of his leg beneath your cheek, the raised seam of the cushion digging into your hip, all of it. Slowly exhaling, you hummed again.
“Yeah. I am, too.”
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POV: You ship Stacey and Young Neil together and want to read a fic for them
AO3:
One fic, they are also a side pairing (that hasn’t even shown up yet!)
FF.Net:
Around seven or more fics for them. All are from the early 2010s, haven’t updated in years, and all vary in quality
Wattpad:
You went here to see if there was something for them that’s recent and you found nothing. Low key a waste of your time, but it was worth a shot
You immediately run back to the one palatable fic on FF.Net cause it’s better than nothing, and checking each of their character tags on AO3 to see if someone posted something for them (spoiler no one has)
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I am tempted to put myself through rereading Iron Widow just to compare it to ASOIAF. Like they’re both fantasy novels trying to cover similar topics about patriarchal systems, but Martin does a much better job at this than Jay Zhao because his characters are actually affected by their societies and defined by their experiences with gender. Even women who perpetuate these systems are still shown to be victims and we’re encouraged to give them sympathy.
Meanwhile Iron Widow’s protagonist, Zetian, a character physically disabled as a result of violently enforced gender roles, somehow has completely modern concepts of feminism right from page one. Despite apparently being motivated by her urge to avenge her sister and protect little girls she doesn’t seem to actually like any other women she meets, (not even the girls shipped off to die exactly like her sister) except for like one. It’s not even just Zetian’s character, the story itself seems to be saying most of these girls are stupid. Both of Zetian’s love interests have her exact views on women’s rights from the very beginning. It’s a very preachy book where the characters tell you the themes out loud from the very beginning but I don’t think it actually succeeds at exploring them. And none of the characters have to change or grow at all, which makes it very boring to read.
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sometimes I make posts when certain mutuals aren't online so they don't see it and I always HAVE to know what my mutuals think of my posts so I always want to "randomly" reblog it when they are online so they see it but the problem is I usually don't make anything more interesting than some textposts so I don't really have a good reason to reblog my own post and I don't want to look self absorbed or something but eventually I reblog it anyway and 9 times out of 10 I've screwed it up and the mutual is offline again and still doesn't see it. so.
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