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cyn-write · 4 months

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"Her Smoldering Eyes Still Scorch My Soul"

Summary: Rollo has been eyeing you since your arrival, seeing you as the diamond amongst coals. At the Ball, he corners you into a dance, but your BF is not going to let this slide...

Pairings: Rook, Epel, Silver, and Sebek x F!Reader (separate) For Azul, Idia, and Malleus' part

For Riddle, Deuce, Ruggie, and Jamil's

For Rollo's Warnings: Possessive behavior, suggestive, manipulation (Rollo), obsession (Rollo), established relationships, romantic, fluff ~

Note: This is the last part FINALLY!!! I have been working on this for a while and am excited to move on to new projects! Any suggestions, please let me know!!

Prologue

"Who might you be miss?"

Y/n gave a kind smile and nodded her head in greeting "I'm y/n, it's nice to meet you," she stayed next to Trein as she was there as his assistant.

"Yuu is our magicless perfect of Ramshackle. She will be working as my assistant throughout the trip," Trein added.

She felt Rollo's eyes scan her, and, unlike his greetings to the rest, he held out a hand. Being poilet, she offered her hand as well, and he lifted it to his lips, grazing her knuckles quickly.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, y/n. I understand it must be difficult, being surrounded by mages every second of the day. I hope you get a chance to relax this trip." Y/n blushed at the motion and bit her lower lip. All the while she could feel her boyfriend glaring daggers into her and Rollo.

"I-I'll do my best..." Y/n replied. Throughout the entire trip, Rollo seemed to gravitate towards y/n and used every excuse to isolate her from the group. They chatted about her difficulties at NRC and of the festival. Due to her being Trein's assistant and the constant reminders to behave, she and her boyfriend had little time together.

This all accumulated at the Masquerade. Rollo had given Y/n a proper dress for the occasion instead of the attire his counsel had chosen. The (color) fabric decadently adorned your figure and stunned the NRC boys with its beauty. But before her boyfriend could ask for a dance, Rollo stole y/n away. He whisked her to the dance floor, and they started chatting.

At this point, Y/N's boyfriend has had enough of the student counsel president, but what sent him over the edge is when he takes you to the balcony and dare suggest the worst:

"Y/n, stay here with me." Y/n turned quickly on her heels to Rollo in confusion, "The fools at NRC do not deserve your purity. You belong here. with me." He has her pinned against the balcony, "This is your sanctuary."

Y/n pushed Rollo away slightly and spoke up, "Thank you for the offer, but I have not intention of leaving NRC. It is difficult at times but I wouldn't have it any other way. Now if you excuse me, I want to go back to the ball."

Rollo grabbed y/n's wrist and pulled her against him. "It's because of Draconia, isn't it? He has bewitched you!" He pinned her between the balcony wall and him. "Those fiends have enchanted you, but I will free you from those chains and show you salvation! No matter the cost!"

Rook Hunt

An Arrow landed right in between Rollo's middle and index finger splayed on the wall.

Rollo turned to see Rook with his bow still aimed at him.

"What is the-"

"Step away from Mon Ange."

Ever the observant Hunter, he could tell Rollo was attracted to his dearest as many were. He trusted y/n to take care of most of them. She was quietly capable, and he knew she preferred to fight some battles alone, but this crossed a line.

It only took a few strides to close the distance between them. Rook, being the gentleman he was, gently pulled y/n out from under Rollo's grip. He pulled her behind him and stood tall against the Student Council President.

"Hunt. What is the meaning of this? The perfect and I were having a conversation and you shoot at me?!" Rollo's tone begins to lose his composure. "You will pay for this!"

"Not if you want the entirety of Nobel Bell to learn their esteemed president is a pervert." Rook held up his phone and a video of the previous events started playing. Along with that he scrolled and displayed photos of Rollo looking at y/n's behind and chest, being aggressive towards her, and pinning her against the wall.

Rollo quieted and stared at Rook in rage, "You wouldn't dare."

"Oh I would, and the first person to see this would be the Dean of Nobel Bell and Professor Trien. Permanently ruining your reputation and the friendship between the schools." Rook took a step closer and held his thumb over the 'send' button. "And you wouldn't want that would you?"

Y/n looked at her loving hunter in shock. This was a side of Rook you were never privy to and it was terrifying. Rollo closed his agape mouth and stepped back. He bowed to the couple and retreated "Enjoy the ball, Mages." he spatted.

The moment Rollo left Rook turned to his Mon Ange and cupped her face with his soft gloved hands. "Mon Amour, are you alright?" he was so gentle with her.

Her emotions started to flood her senses as tears spilled from her eyes. She nodded and smiled, "Now that you're here I am," she brought her hands to his shoulder and he pulled her into a hug.

"Mon Amour, you're safe now. Non will dare hurt you as I stand by your side." He patted her head and kissed her cheek and forehead and anywhere he could get his lips before he finally placed them on her lips.

She smiled and let out a soft cry, "I know, I know."

"Ma Princesse, your chevalier dans une armure brillante will never leave your side again." He held her close as she cried.

Eventually, a new song began and he stepped back. Rook had an idea to make her feel better. He kneeled in front of her and clasped her hands in his, "Mon Ange, will you honor a humble chevalier with a dance?"

Y/n nodded and smiled at her brilliant hunter, "Of course, Mon chevalier!"

Epel Fulimer

"YOU GET YUR HANDS OFF HER!" Epel wasted no time, pulling Rollo off his apple-blossom. He stood in front of y/n and held out his magic pen to the predator. "YOU LAY A HAND ON HER AND ILL BUST YOUR BOTTOM THREE WAYS TA SUNDAY!"

Epel looked dashing in the moonlight. Despite the cuteness of his outfit, in the eyes of y/n he looked like a prince rescuing his love from an evil monster.

Rollo looked shocked at being thrown off the perfect by this little mage. He squinted his eyes then they widened when they realized it was one of the NRC freshmen.

"Fulimer. This doesn't concern you." He said pointedly, "Now go back to the ball and leave the perfect and I to our discussion."

"NO. YOU LISTEN TO ME." Epel said and squared up the older mage, "y/n told you NO. She clearly said she doesn't want to leave NRC. So unless you wanna go right here. right now. You leave MY Girl alone."

Rollo glared at the two and before he could say anything else he heard someone call his name from inside. He straightened up and looked past Epel at y/n, "Think about my offer y/n, we will discuss this matter later."

He turned and left the balcony. Leaving Epel and y/n alone in the cold night breeze. Epel watched Rollo leave then turned to hug his beloved close to his chest, "y/n, I am so sorry I didn't get here sooner. I couldn' find ya in the ballroom and people said Rollo took ya, and I thought the-"

She shut up his yapping by giving him a deep kiss on the lips. Epel pulled her closer, firmly gripping her waist and slipping a hand into her hair. The couple stayed like this for a long time before parting to breathe.

After regaining his breath, Epel said, "Wow... what was that for?"

Y/n smiled and placed her hands on either side of his face, her fingertips grazing his mask, "Isn't it traditional for the damsel to kiss her champion after a heroic rescue?"

Epel's smile turned mischievous, the way it always did when she complimented his masculinity. "Champion ya say? Well, Princess, do ya wanna go back to the ball or keep thanking me?"

Y/n giggled at the suggestive comment and said, "What do you have in mind?"

Epel leaned in close and whispered in a low voice teaming with desire, "I say we slip back to my room and-"

"Monsieur Cherry Apple! Madame trickster! There you are! I was looking all over for you!" Rook came out and Epel jumped back and grumbled at his senior's interruption. "The music is splendid! why don't you join me for a dance?"

He held open the door back into the ballroom open and gestured for them to come inside.

"We will be there in just a sec," Epel said and gave Rook a look of 'Please give me two more seconds'.

"Very Well, I will be waiting ~" Rook said and closed the door for a second.

"Well... looks like Rook decided for ya, but" He bowed to y/n and held out his hand, "Will you be this humble Champion's Princess tonight?

Silver

"I suggest you let the lady go." Silver’s hand gripped Rollo’s shoulder, forcing the president to turn from y/n.

The expression on his face was stone, eyes filled with a fiery rage all aimed at the man who dared to lay a hand on his princess. Rollo was taken aback by the gaze, it it made y/n’s heart swell. The momentary shock of Silver’s iron grip allowed for y/n to slip away from her captor and into Silver’s arms. The partner change changed Silver’s tactic from offense to defense. He let go of Rollo’s shoulder, took y/n’s waist, held her close to his chest. He held out his magic pen like a sword and y/n felt as if she was on the cover of a Romance Book. From where she stood, Silver looked like a fairytale prince. He may be a man of few words, but his eyes could write a novel.

“As a retainer of Prince Malleus and a Knight of Briar Valley, I cannot overlook a man of your caliber harassing a lady.” He said, his voice steady yet commanding, “Especially MY Lady.”

Y/n felt the heat rise in her cheeks, that was the first time he ever referred to her as “his.” Due to his position, their relationship had to be kept secret from everyone but Malleus and Lilia. They never used labels even in private. There were times she felt as though they were just friends, but you understood his situation. Now he called her his and acted as her knight, her Prince Charming.

Rollo was shocked to say the least. He took a step back and said, “The perfect and I were just discussing some private matters. But we can continue our conversation later,” Rollo started to walk away but Silver held his pan to the small of his back.

Silver’s expression shifted from stone to threatening, he lowered his voice an octave and whispered into Rollo’s ear, “You will not speak to her again. If you do, I swear to the sevens you will have wished those fires consumed you.”

Rollo glanced back a Silver with a twinge of fear in his eyes before retreating back to the ballroom.

The moment Rollo left the balcony, Silver turned back to look at his dearest. For someone notorious for his stone expression, Silver was very expressive on the balcony. He looked at the perfect with concern. His eyebrows knit, lips slightly frowning, and eyes looking in her eyes with deep concern.

Without any words, the two lovers embraced under the stars. Silver pressed his lips to her temple and whispered, “I’m sorry I didn’t get here sooner.”

Y/n looked up at her knight and smiled, “It’s okay…” she brushed her lips against his cheek and whispered with tears in her eyes, “y-you called me ‘your lady’… you’ve never called me your’s.”

Silver brushed back a stray hand of hair as he said, “I know I asked to… to keep us quiet, but after that, I think it best that I be selfish…” he kneeled before his beloved in the (f/c) dress, one hand clasping hers while the other laid over his heart. “Y/n, will you honor the selfish request of a knight and be my princess?”

Sebek Zigolt

"Let. Her. Go."

Rollo turned to face him and was surprised to see Sebek. The usually loud retainer spoke in an even tone, barely above a sage whisper. His magic pen was drawn and pointing at directly at Rollo’s head.

He did not yell, but his rage was oozing out of every creases of his being. The fear in y/n’s eyes when Rollo pinned her to the railing made a switch click inside the freshman. He had been looking for y/n for a while. Malleus suggested the two dance n’s relax, and Sebek was never one to deny his Prince’s request. But when he saw Rollo pulled the human on to the balcony, he knew something was up. He got to the balcony just in time to hear Rollo suggest the worse: the Human switching schools… HIS human. And worse off, when she said no, Rollo forced himself on her. He could not take this anymore.

Rollo stood between the human and him. The council resident looked the freshman up and down before simply stating, “Zigolt, what are you doing? The perfect and I are trying to have a private conversation.”

“You touch her again and I will not hesitate.” Sebek Said, he stepped forward and Rollo remained unmoving.

“And I suggest you leave us be.” Rollo dare place his arm around y/n’s waist, “If the professor’s heard a NRC student threaten the Host of this event, the relations between our schools would be ruined, so I suggest you leave us be. She and I still have much to discuss-“

“You let go of her or I will-“

“Will what? Ruin the name of you dear prince and university over a human woman? I thought human’s meant nothing to fea like you-“

“The discussion is over. Flamme.” Malleus appeared behind Sebek with Silver by his side.

Sebek looked back to his Prince and his brother in arms and they could see the rage and disparation on his face. Malleus smiled at Sebek and said, “Sebek, take the child of man to the dace floor, it is simply criminal that a young couple not dance at a ball.”

Sebek understood the hidden meaning behind the words, ‘take y/n out of here.’

He strode over to y/n as she shimmed out of Rollo’s grip. In a rush, y/n and Sebek embraced upon meeting and he took her hand in his before leading his human away from the scene. Silver nodded to Sebek as they passed, releasing him of his duties for the night. Once away, the couple stopped in an alcove and Sebek embraced his human tightly.

“Y/n forgive me,” He said with his emotions finally spilling over, “I have been an inattentive lover and did nothing when Rollo had you… I’m so useless-“

“Don’t say that.” Y/n placed her hands on either side of Sebek's face. She looked him in the eyes and saw the disappointment. He was so upset with himself for what happened. Despite his rough facade, he put a lot of responsibility on himself, and if he did not live up to those impossible standards, he punished himself. "You saved me Sebek, so can we leave that behind us and go to the ball?"

Sebek allowed a small smile to grace his lips. He leaned his forehead against her's, "Oh course... I want nothing more than to be with you."

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haruhar-u · 6 months

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“A rose upon you”

Rook x g/n reader, fluff

A/N: damn this is finished earlier than I thought it’s be finished. I did struggle to write his dialogue so I apologize if it’s ooc

edited but not beta read

The first day, it was a red rose that smells vaguely of apples. Then it was a box of your favourite chocolates. The rose had a velvety garnet bow with gold trim around the edges. In gold embroidery was the initial "R.H." Seriously, who is this admirer of yours? You sat on the couch in Ramshackle’s lounge, holding the two items in your hands. Oh, Ace was there too. Your flaming tuna cat and Deuce were out buying snacks at Sam’s.

"Oooh,” Ace cooed at you in a teasing manner, almost like when in elementary school a boy and a girl get called to the board together, or even in the same group, for that matter.

“Shut up.” You elbowed Ace in the ribcage, not hard enough to hurt him, but hard enough for him to get the message at least. You looked closely at the ribbon around the rose, softly tracing your finger over the embroidered initials. Ugh. Everything this person did made your heart race. You weren’t even sure you could think straight.

“Yo, look.” Ace pointed out the embroidered initials. "Obviously, that could be Rook Hunt…..he’s the only one crazy enough to do this anyway.”

Rook Hunt….? The vice of Pomefiore. You will admit the two of you have gotten oddly close as of recently. He’d always try to help you with your work and would suggest you two go to the oddest places together. Such as the woods. At 3am. Why????

“I’m gonna go on a….walk?” You tell Ace and get off the couch and put on your fuzzy jacket and boots. You all but gently open the door. The icy winter air blasts on your face as you step out, snow crunching under your boot.

You don’t have to trek out much further until you hear someone call out “mon trickster” from the bushes. At this point, you’re not going to question why he was in your bushes in the first place.

“Were you the one behind... well, all this?" You ask bluntly, approaching him with the rose in hand. He steps out to hold the rose in his hand, gazing at the ribbon.

“Of course it was me. I thought you needn’t have to put much thought into it!!” He says all dramatically. “-Name- do you accept my confession of love??”

Your name instead of a nickname in French?! Does that mean he’s more serious than you originally thought? You take a moment to think about it. After all that happened in Styx, the Pomefiore vice was with you every step of the way. He always made sure to check on you to make sure you’re okay, both physically and mentally. Sometimes it’d be by tapping on your window at 3 a.m., but that was his way of showing affection. “I do.” You say when you finally come to an agreement with yourself.

“Magnifique!” He grabs your hand abruptly, causing your heart to skip a beat. “I have so much for you to witness.” He pulls you off into the nearby forest, presumably to read you some poetry. The snow-capped trees looked a lot more inviting with him by your side. Forever and always.

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jelsah27 · 1 year

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MC: *in their room at Ramshackle* Yeah Grim it's just been weird I keep feeling paranoid like someone's following me *sneezes*

*Phone rings*

MC: hello?

???: bless you

MC:...... Rook how did you get this number? Wait *looks outside* Why are you in a tree?

#twst shitpost #twst rook #rook hunt #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #rook hunt x mc #twst meme #twst mc #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst

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schoenht · 8 months

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EVENT ERA?!!!

Could I please have “they’re busy” with Vil Schoenheit 😘😘👑😘👑😘👑😘👑 and Rook Hunt

- 🦋 Anon

↝ "they're busy"

character: rook hunt

note: EVENT ERA WHATS GOODDDDDD i just did vil's in the previous post <3 so im only doing rook!!! I hope you enjoy!! I actually had fun with him omg im pleasantly surprised

EVENT IS CLOSED!

#twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst smau #twisted wonderland smau #rook x reader #rook x y/n #rook x mc #rook x yuu #rook x you #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt x y/n #rook hunt x mc #rook hunt x yuu #rook hunt x you

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deluxe-rabbitsu · 2 months

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WHat if one day you wake up and u are a itty bitty fairy¿ i had faeries on my mind lately, now that i can go back to drawing i guess i'll indulge myself in the fantasy-

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valeriele3 · 17 days

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Hiii, I saw your post about reopening requests and I was wondering if you could do Rook Hunt x Reader when the reader gets sick? (Like maybe from the flu or a cold but nothing life threatening)

Rook Hunt x GN!Reader

I apologize for the massive ooc T-T I don't know how Rook speaks

"Trickster, you need to rest."

"I refuse."

"This isn't a matter you can refuse. You're ill; you need absolute rest."

"But I'm perfectly fine, Rook! See, I can move around like normal." You move your arms around as if to show that you're functioning like normal.

"Non!" he says sternly.

And.. now you're here.

Stuck in bed.

Missing your classes

All because that damn hunter kidnapped you and locked you in here.

"Make sure to drink your medicine, drink a lot of water, and most importantly, rest. I'll come back to check on you when time allows me to."

Normally, you wouldn't mind missing a day or two

since you could always ask your friends for notes and the lessons weren't that hard. You could always easily catch up.

But here, in Twisted Wonderland, you couldn't afford to even miss a single class.

Sure, some classes are fundamentally the same as the ones in your world, but at the same time, they are so different.

Your friends who're in the same class as you aren't much help either.

Sure, you can probably ask someone else for help, like Riddle, for example; he'll do an excellent job at making sure you're caught up with everything, but he's strict. Way too strict for your liking.

You're practically stuck in your own "home" until a certain 3rd year student who likes stalking people comes to "free" you.

All you can do for now is wait..

"Have you drank your medicine?"

"Yes"

"Water?"

"Yes"

"Rest?"

"..Yes..?"

He looks at you in disapproval.

"And here I thought I told you to rest properly."

"But I did! I even took a nap!"

"And how long exactly?"

"Ten minutes!"

He sighs, "C'mere." Reluctantly, you went closer to the man.

He places his hand on your forehead, checking your temperature.

"Oh my, you're burning up! Come, lay down." Hurriedly, he forces you to your bed to lay down.

"Stay there"

"I'll make some soup for you."

While waiting, you can gradually smell the soup coming together.

You can feel yourself drifting to sleep.

The stress and tiredness that have been accumulating seem to have finally hit you.

By the time his footsteps were within hearing distance, you were already in a deep sleep.

Creak

Step

The footsteps halt. He looks down at you and places the tray carrying your food and medicine on the bedside table.

Slowly, cautiously, as if afraid any kind of movement or sound might wake you

He leans down and presses a chaste kiss on your forehead.

'Sleep tight, Mon Ange. I'll be here the whole time you need me.

By the time you woke up, it was already the next day.

Your fever is now long gone.

It amazes you how quickly it went away. It just took one day. It makes you wonder what the people here put in their medicine for it to work so effectively.

Hearing a noise from below, you get up from your bed.

Slowly, you go down the stairs, making sure that the wood doesn't creak as you do so.

You grab your trusty broom and head towards the source of the noise: the kitchen.

You prepare to hit the intruder when suddenly your broom is knocked out of your hands and you are put in a headlock.

"Oh?"

'ROOK!?' You scream internally.

Rook immediately lets go and apologizes. "I sincerely apologize; my body had reacted before I could even think."

"It's..Cough..Alright, cough what're you even doing here anyway?"

"Hm? Do you not remember? I came by yesterday to take care of you."

You try to recall the events that transpired yesterday.

Albeit it's a bit blurry, you now do remember Rook coming by.

"Ah, right, right, you did."

"I'm surprised you haven't left yet, Rook."

"How could I simply leave behind someone who is obviously not in their perfect state?" he says, a bit overdramatically.

Pausing on his words as if remembering something, he says

"Ah, the food. Go sit down; it's almost finished cooking."

As the first light of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains, the cozy breakfast nook was bathed in a warm, golden glow.

Just you, him, and the light that passes through the window, casting a warm and comforting atmosphere

The scene is serene.

You don't know what it is, but, for some reason, you don't want this to end.

You wish to stay in this serenity a bit longer, hoping that time will pause for even a second more to enjoy the scene you have before you.

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minimallyminnie · 9 months

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no idea what brought this to my head but

"Do you think I would be a cute crab?"

with Ace, Floyd, Jamil, Rook, and Lilia

Cutie Crabby?

Not exactly a fic style

Ace is a crab, so I better not hear complaints from his ass >:(

Summary: “Do you think I’d be a cute crab?”

Ace Trappola

“Mmm, nah.”

You will absolutely give him a silent treatment until he apologizes (which is the next day when he’s begging for your forgiveness on his knees)

Floyd Leech

“Aw my shrimpy would be the most amazing crabby! Even more than crabby himself! You’d look so cute even with the sharpest claws…”

He’s a simp. He’d end up making a crab transformation potion just for you and would hug you despite how sharp you are.

Jamil Viper

“….Are you trying to say you want to be in the Octavinelle dorm or something…? If so, you’re absolutely crazy.”

Very confused, but he understands once you tell him why you ask him. In the end his answer is still a no and an added you’re crazy…but you’re cute as you are now. No need to change.

Rook Hunt

“Mon amor! If you were a very crabe pointu, you’d be the most beautiful one in the sea!”

Second place for most supportive behind Floyd. He’s not against drawing you as a crab. Would love to put a picture of you as a crab on the wall! But he reminds you that you are beautiful no matter what!

Lilia Vanrouge

“Hahaha! A crab? Out of anything in the sea? Why you’d probably be the best crab out of this world! You’d be the cutest and every crab would be so jealous!”

The fae would love to see if he can recreate the crab with a knife video with you. He’d take you everywhere. Even to vice housewarden meetings! That is if you ever turned into one somehow..

I know it wasn’t in the request but I had some thoughts abt this one… skip if you don’t wanna see my own oc!!!

Fuyuki Amamiya

“A…crab? You’d be cute. Haha, I’d love your little claws and beady eyes. But, I don’t think I’d like to be reminded of Mr. Krabs every time I see you…”

Don’t blame him, he had to speed run every cartoon when he was 15 so the imprint of Mr. Krabs is fresh. He’d bring you everywhere, even if Grim protests!

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ameleii · 5 months

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sunday hauntings || rook hunt

there's a church in fleur city that's been abandoned for several decades, now used as a tourist attraction. despite what the townspeople think, rook decides to investigate.

a/n: @twistedchatterbox i'm so sorry TT^TT accept it super super late sobbing

word count: 646 words

"listen to me, mon petit fleur. we could go there, explore, and be out before the sun sets! there is little to worry about if i am by your side!" rook exclaims dramatically on your lap as your hands card through his hair gently. "we could even go to the old church a distance away from noble bell college, non?"

"i heard the residents don't really like it when tourists try to explore that place beyond what they allow," you start, pausing your ministrations on rook's hair. "i'd rather not earn their ire, y'know?"

"ah, mon coeur! tu es belle quand tu t'inquiètes pour moi! but do not worry. we shall in and out as quickly as we can! i shall go in and explore while you distract them!"

"rook, you have got to stop looking like an excited puppy when you decide to commit crimes."

"does that mean you agree, mon fleur?"

standing outside the church a few hours later as the sun sets, you have never more regretted loving rook, your lover hopping swiftly from brick to brick onto the roof of the church, hidden from the view of the church caretakers and other tourists (including ruggie, jamil, and azul, who you were with today).

"shall we, [name]?" azul questions behind you as you turn and nod, and you only send a quick prayer-of-sorts to the seven (?), pitying anyone who would come across your boyfriend. you swear you can hear his chuckles echo in the passageways up above and the catacombs down below, which also makes you wonder whether he also has the ability to "split card" like cater does.

the church was large and sparsely decorated, and rook's weird-as-fuck chuckles echoing around didn't help the mood, with many of the sisters and priests from the other churches leaving as soon as they could. "what's the big deal?" ruggie yawns as a sister stares at him aghast.

"what's the big deal?" she says, approaching the group fearfully. "this church was where... where the city was first established. rumours are that this church was built on top of an ancient cemetery, and...." she gulps fearfully, "and the noises from down below are a sign. a sign of danger, prophesied more than 700 years ago."

"wow," azul blinks. "that's... mildly terrifying."

"mildly?!?!" jamil shrieks as you cover your ears. "how are you so calm right now? there's something in the damn catacombs!!"

"indeed," the sister agrees. "i was asked to usher you all out so we may conduct an investigation at a later date."

"later date, my ass, and i mean that respectfully, 'course, sister," ruggie huffs, "but i came to be spooked, and since we're mages, why don't to let us get in and chuck that creature out?"

"could be a bear, bucchi."

"a bear's milder than leona, that's for sure. have you seen the guy been pissed off?"

"how is leona worse than an animal than can LITERALLY MAUL US TO DEATH?"

"CAUSE LEONA CAN MAUL US TO DEATH TOO?????"

as an argument over whether to leave or stay started up front, you heard a quiet bonsoir from under your feet, mouth gaping as rook climbed his way out of the catacombs. "mon coeur, tu m'as manqué! the catacombs are wonderful, and- where are all the people?"

"evacuated over your hehehehehehehs in the catacombs!" you hiss, pulling him to your level. "the sister in front of us is scared shitless! apologise!!"

"oui, oui, bien sûr!"

nodding at you lover, you make your way to the front of the group. "um," you start, shuffling from the back of the crowd, dragging a messy rook (how did you not notice that before?) with you. "he's the culprit of the catacombs. he likes exploring weird places. he's very sorry, i promise."

"rook?!!?!?!?!" the others exclaim as the sister faints.

"great, ya killed the fuckin' sister, rook."

translations:

mon petit fleur - my little flower non - no ah, mon coeur! tu es belle quand tu t'inquiètes pour moi! - ah, my heart! you are beautiful when you worry for me! tu m'as manqué - i have missed you oui, oui, bien sûr - yes, yes, of course

#Spooky Chattering 2023 #i'm sorry; this is so late ;-;#like deadass a month late #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #rook hunt #rook hunt x reader #twst rook #rook twst #rook hunt x yuu #rook x reader #rook hunt x mc #rook x yuu

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hisui-dreamer · 11 months

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Pssst. Rook putting on lipstick and kissing is s/o hcs please?

a hunter's work of art

Pairing: Rook Hunt x gn!reader

Synopsis: it's a competition to see who leaves the most lipstick marks, and he's not going to lose

Tags: established relationship, kissing, lipstick marks, crack, rook speaks french, bot proofread

Word count: 445

Notes: i took this request as an opportunity to do @ashipiko's lipstick challenge! i hope you don't mind haha

vil's part here!✧Masterlist

The rules are simple: you would take turns with a one-minute timeframe to shower the other with kisses and leave lipstick marks behind. The one who leaves the most marks by the end of the game would win.

when it’s your turn, Rook’s eyes are fixed on you, observing your every move, expression, and gesture

once the timer starts, he eagerly awaits your first kiss, his heart pounding with anticipation

this man savours every ounce of affection you show him and keeps little moments of your love tucked away at the back of his mind

just him, eyes blissfully closed, relishing the sensation of your lips pecking all over

though he enjoys being the hunter and the observer, he finds himself revelling in being the object of your attention and affection.

when it’s his turn, there’s a mischievous smile adorned his face

he would just stand still for a second, staring at you as you wait for his affection

when you're confused and realise he’s not moving, then he kisses you on the lips and he smiles into it

he kisses you with a grace that seems almost supernatural, planting kisses on your cheeks, forehead, and neck, using enough pressure so that each one leaves behind a trace of his vibrant lipstick

Rook's kisses bear an intensity similar to a hunter marking their prey, his passion manifesting in each touch.

he kisses your face with an artist's precision, treating it as a blank canvas ready to be adorned with his affectionate brushstrokes

in the end it’s just the two of you, breathless and flushed with excitement as you stare at each other’s handiwork in the mirror

without a doubt he wins, he’s always ready to shower you in affection, and leaving a trace of his loving acts is only more appealing

but really, his true victory was capturing the beauty of the moment, as you eagerly kissed every inch of his face, and him leaving dozens of kisses on you

oh and also he would definitely wear your lipstick marks as badges of honour, running around and showing everyone your work of art

vil definitely yells at the two of you and throws makeup remover at him

Rook’s eyes are alit with anticipation. "Trickster, allow me to shower you with kisses, each one a declaration of my adoration!" he exclaims.

He takes a step back, a mischievous yet affectionate smile playing on his lips. "Mon chou," he says, his voice filled with a touch of playfulness and admiration. "My dear Trickster, I have marked you with my love, and now your face is a living work of art."

He gently tilts your chin upwards, careful not to disturb the delicate artwork that adorned your face. "These lipstick marks, they are not mere smudges to be wiped away, they are an artistry born from our playful game," he smiles fondly. "I must show everyone this exquisite beauty!"

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vil's part here!✧Masterlist

#twstnexus #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland rook #rook hunt #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt x mc

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mrsrookhunt · 8 months

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Rook, a bad joke!

Yuu: You've Rooked up.

Rook: ...Excuse-moi?

Yuu: I can't Rook the other way any longer.

Rook: Mon Tricksteur--

Yuu: I'll have to ta--

Rook: Tricksteur...

Yuu: I'll have to take my ROOKVENGE--

Rook: Stop--

Yuu: SO ROOK THE OTHER WAY--

Rook: NON, TRICKSTEUR, STOP IT!!

-An Excerpt from 'How to Annoy a Rook'.

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calcifiedunderland · 8 months

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Wishing Wells & a Hunter’s Box

or, Encounters of a Disney-Aware Prefect, ft. Rook Hunt

Part 1, Part 2 (here), Part 3, Part 4

GN reader, uses they/them pronouns!

Warnings: None

Please enjoy~

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Damn, Crewel’s class is gonna end me.

You were slouched against the well in the courtyard. Despite the blue birds and doves singing sweetly from the apple trees and squirrels scurrying from branch to branch, you were in a foul mood. You stared at the papers in your hand, waiting for Rook to come help you after Crewel set up a tutoring session for you (against your will-)

Your latest lab report from Alchemy was pockmarked with red marks, all made by none other than Divus Crewel. As if that wasn’t grim enough, he’d even pulled you aside after class a few days ago.

“Prefect, I understand that since you hail from another world, you may find it more… difficult to understand these concepts,” you’d grimaced and tried to hold his gaze. His eyes were steely, but he didn’t seem disappointed per se. Concerned? “You’ve done well enough thus far, but I’d like for you to have some extra help. To… level the playing field, as Vargas would say.”

Crewel was taking pity on you? The Crewel, who assigned Epel a basically impossible task to grow some magical plant? The same Crewel who would’ve skinned Ace alive over spilling a single drop of ingredient? The Crewel who ran Science Club with an iron fist? That Crewel???

“Teacher’s pet,” Ace quipped as he stuffed food in his mouth when you told everyone during lunch. “Literally. He’s nicer to you, anyway. And he calls you his lil’ pup,” he grinned, snarky.

“Yeah, I’d rather not be babied by Crewel,” you retorted. Jack and Deuce seemed pensive about it. “If Crewel’s giving you pointers, maybe that’s a good thing,” Jack pointed out. “You’re not on his bad side at least.” Deuce nodded, trying to cheer you up. “He knows you’re at least trying.”

Grim swiped at your plate, then asked with his mouth full, “So what’d he want anyway? Y’gotta do retaliation too? Ya won’t stay my henchman if y’can’t pass alchemy!”

“Grim, you have to do remediation, and no I don’t. He actually asked the Science Club if anyone would be interested, and he said Rook would help.”

“Seriously? That guy?” Ace spluttered. Deuce looked concerned, “you sure you’ll be safe with him? I mean, if you help, we could ask Housewarden Rosehearts or Trey for help.” “Or Leona,” Jack chimed in.

You were touched by your friends concern. “I’ll be fine guys, Rook may be a little… odd, but he hasn’t been that bad. It’ll be fine.”

So now, it was late afternoon. You’d been waiting forever for the blond to finish in Science Club, you were lowkey hungry and highkey stressed, and you would really like a nap. It seemed fine then, but now you were getting impatient and your paper seemed to be taunting you. Frustrated, you sprang up and turned to the well.

“Aaaaaaauuhgghh!” You screamed into it, then immediately winced when it echoed back AAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHHH at you. Wells didn’t like being yelled at.

You huffed, and your thoughts wandered back to your weekend trip with Vil.

He’d taken you out to ‘teach you about film-making’, and while it was nice, it was a little daunting to see not only him, but his father, in their natural element. Not to mention, afterwards he’d taken you shopping in places where the price tags had too many zeroes to comprehend.

But before that, you somehow made the Dark Mirror speak to you, all from a little line from a dream. A movie?

Maybe it was more than a dream. Maybe it was a hazy memory from your life before Night Raven College, and even though you arrived only a few months ago, why was it so hard to remember? Either way, you remembered the Fairest Queen speaking to the Mirror, and…

A girl singing to the well?

You kicked yourself up, abandoning your lab report on the grass. You leaned over the well, seeing your wiggling reflection in the water. Above your head, a little bluebird and dove swooped and perched at the bar with the water pail, chirping sweetly. Your mind flashed to your dream, where the girl in a ragged dress sang sweetly into the well.

‘I’m wishing!’ I’m wishing!, came the echo.

‘For the one I love!’

‘To find me!’ To find me!

‘Today!’ Today!

You hummed it to yourself, glancing around warily for anyone who was passing by. There wouldn’t be anyone nearby anytime soon, since club time didn’t end for a small while.

Still, you felt a little silly for wanting to sing into a goddamn well. But when you thought about flopping back on the ground, your mind went back to the Dark Mirror responding to your mindless question.

If the Dark Mirror, which supposedly only obeyed the Headmaster of NRC, responded to you, surely something could happen at this well, right? After all, both had been here since the school’s founding.

“I-“ you coughed as your voice cracked, and cleared your throat self-consciously. You tried again,

“I’m wishing,” the echo came back, I’m wishing.

“…for the… one I love.” One I love.

“To… find me,” To find me.

You felt more comfortable now, “Today!”

“TODAY!”

You shrieked and fell on the grass as none other than Rook fucking Hunt bounded up to you with a grin, ignoring your utter embarrassment as he loomed over like a hunter crowding his prey, blocking out the sun ominously. You scrambled back a bit and got to your feet.

“Rook,” you seethed, still embarrassed. “Why?”

“Ah, mon cher tricksteur!” He sighed happily, the feather in his hat fluttering. “I hadn’t known you were a secret romantic! Singing to a well, quelle suprise! La romance, la mystique, la beauté-“

“Alright Rook, that’s enough-“ you tried, but he just carried on. “Why, it makes me want to sing with you!”

Rook promptly burst into song, one hand on his chest and the other flailing around as he spun. He’d at least changed into his regular school uniform, otherwise strange liquids from his club outfit would’ve been flying everywhere, and then you’d have another issue on your hands.

“ROOK!” You screamed exasperated. He stopped and grinned mischievously. “Je suis desolé, I seem to have gotten carried away. Ah, but look at the time! We must prepare you, or Professor Crewel will have both of our hides!”

He spun on his heel, an easy smile on his face, and offered his arm to you. “Shall we, mon cher (y/n)?” His sharp green eyes seemed to soften ever so slightly at you. You nodded slowly and took his arm, and allowed him to steer you away to wherever he was going.

Even though nothing happened (except Rook nearly giving you a heart attack), your mind wandered to the girl in your memory-dream. After she sang that part, she wasn’t alone. She’d sung a duet with… a man?

You glanced at Rook, regarding the feather in his hat bob up and down cheerfully. You smiled despite yourself. A man with a feathered hat.

Rook had taken you to the Pomefiore common room and, despite your friends’ fears, was quite helpful and very meticulous. The hours passed, and when you both were finished going over every procedure, ingredient, applicable magic law, and anything else that Crewel could throw at you, the room became flooded with a soft haze from the setting sun.

You leaned back on the lavish purple couch as Rook perused his own notes. You quietly looked around the common room.

It was much different than Ramshackle’s dusty living room. The room just oozed with luxury and royalty. Truly fit for the Fairest Queen indeed.

Your gaze shifted to a large display case. Sometime ago, when Vil was in his tyrant rampage during VDC, he’d dragged you through Pomefiore and given you a grand tour (against your will, which happened alarmingly often) of the dorm, including the precious objects within said case. You stood and walked to it, leaving Rook to his own work.

The display case held a few objects. The crown Vil wore with his dorm uniform (only taken out when he needed it, apparently passed down to all dorm leaders of Pomefiore). A beautiful dagger with a heart (owned by the Queen’s most trusted huntsman), and-

You frowned, mind becoming fuzzy. An ornate box with a knife through the heart, beautiful and golden-

‘The blundering fool!’

You shook your head and blinked a few times. You stared at the box, brow furrowed.

A dark-haired man with a feather in his cap accepted the box with shaking hands. You couldn’t hear what the regal woman in black said to him, but he didn’t seem to like it. Then suddenly, he was in the forest with the girl in the yellow and blue dress, and raising his dagger to her turned back and-

“I see you’ve found the dorm treasures!”

You jumped, spinning around to Rook smiling innocently down at you, knowing exactly what he did. He’d snuck up so quietly to you, or you were so deep in thought, that you didn’t even hear him. You clutched your chest, breathing quickly.

Forget a defibrillator, Rook could easily restart your heart with his constant jumpscares.

“These two are relics of the Fairest Queen, many years ago,” he began, speaking softer when he saw how startled you were, eyes regarding yours gently. “They are treasures that are a testament to her tenacity and perseverance.”

You were calmer now, and you glanced back at the cabinet. “The dagger…” you turned to him, “Did the hunter use it?” You asked naively, swallowing thickly at what you hoped didn’t happen.

Rook chuckled, but noted how you seemed shaken by your question. He said gently, “Of course mon cher, he was a hunter like moi. He used his dagger as needed.” He gestured to the ornate box, “legend has it that he even brought the heart of a deer to the Fairest Queen upon request.”

A deer. You sighed in relief. Of course he wouldn’t kill the girl. Of course. Who’d want to hurt her?

As you and Rook ruminated by the relics, the sun sank and students entered the dorm, chattering amongst themselves. Vil walked in, and noticed you two.

“Hello Rook, prefect. I trust you two were able to go over the alchemy topics? Crewel said you needed some help,” Vil looked at you, expression unreadable. “He asked me if I could help, but I’d already scheduled a photoshoot beforehand. I do wish I could’ve been there, though.”

“Quelle sympathie mon roi!” Rook started, hand on his chest. “Such benevolence and dutifulness truly befits that of the Queen herself! With your skill in potions and poisons alike, the prefect would pass Crewel’s class with flying colors under your tutelage!”

You laughed to yourself as Vil smiled, shaking his head at Rook’s antics. “I’ll head back to Ramshackle then, thanks for everything Rook,” you smiled at the hunter. You turned to collect your things from the table, and after bidding the pair goodbye and goodnight, you trekked back to Ramshackle with Rook who insisted on walking you back.

As you walked, Rook regaled you with tales of the Queen and her Huntsman, and at some point began reciting poetry after becoming so impassioned. You waited patiently, and as you neared the dorm he sighed. “One day, I wish to become as great a huntsman as he!” Rook closed his eyes, taking off his hat and clutching it to his chest.

You gave a small laugh, but your thoughts turned to your dream from earlier. “Something tells me you’re practically him already.”

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Ok so ik that the wishing part should technically be Neige’s/Prince Florian’s part

but then I remembered that Florian had a hat with a feather in it and so does rook

And then I connected the dots and made this.

Also theater kid rook needs some time to shine too tbh and he canonically bursts into song according to Trey! What a guy lmao

Anyway thanks for reading this far, Epel’s part isn’t too far away! <3 thank you all for the support!!

#twisted wonderland #rook hunt #twst rook #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt x yuu #rook hunt x mc #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst rook hunt #twst yuu #pomefiore #pomefiore x reader #calcified writing

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lorkai · 28 days

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Brazilian poems that I'm convinced Rook would write for his lover.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: I start working at a new company tomorrow and writing for Rook calms me lol. Spend like 30 to 40 minutes searching for some poems and I really think all these capture his uniques vibes while also being really sweet. The authors names are also there in case my br mutuals want to search for more. Enjoy!

☆"I want every day of the year, every day of your life, every half an hour, every 5 minutes, you tell me: I love you. - Carlos Drummond de Andrade."

☆ "Thou wert also a little leaf, that trembled in my chest. Life's wind placed thee there. At first, I saw thee not: nor knew that thou went with me until thy roots passed through my chest, joined with the threads of my blood, spoke through my mouth, blossomed with me. - Pablo Neruda."

☆ "Freedom in life is having a love to hold on to. - Zack Magiezi."

☆ "When I love you I obey the stars. A number presides over our meeting in darkness. We come and go like days and nights, seasons and tides, water and land. Love, breath of our secret ocean. - Lêdo Ivo."

☆"I look for you in good things, in none of them do I find you completely, in each one I inaugurate you. - Alice Ruiz."

☆ "Love is that surprise party that you don't really know when it's going to happen. - Fabrício Carpinejar."

☆ "I could ride my bike across the city just to see you dance. And that says a lot about my rib cage. - Matilde Campilho."

☆ "What can a creature but, among other creatures, love? Love and forget, love and fall apart, love, unlove, love? Always, and even with glassy eyes, love? - Carlos Drummond de Andrade."

☆ "Deny me bread, air, light, spring, but never your laughter, because then I would die. - Pablo Neruda."

#twst rook #twst rook hunt #rook hunt #twisted wonderland #rook x mc #rook x reader #rook x yuu #rook x y/n #rook x you #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt x mc #rook hunt x yuu #rook x vil #rookvil #vilrook

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ibishi · 2 months

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Lovely couple 🐑🌸✨

Commission for a friend 💋

#twisted wonderland #artists on tumblr #twst fanart #twisted wonderland fanart #art #fanart #twst #sketch #art commisions #rook hunt #twst rook #rook hunt x mc #rook hunt x reader

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jelsah27 · 10 months

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In the Cafeteria after midnight

Ace: Alright we've got to see what's haunting the Cafeteria

Rook: Oui, oh how the hunt thrills me~

Ruggie:....... Right.... Look the only reason I'm here is because someone is stealing food and if anyone is doing that they should have let me do it too!

*a rustling noise comes from the kitchen*

Rook: Shhh!

*they all sneak and peer around the door*

MC: *pops out of a fridge and starts to put food from the pantry into a backpack*

Everyone: *too shocked to stop MC but sees a hallway behind the fridge door*

MC: *lastly grabs a bag labeled "Crowley's Breakfast DO NOT EAT!!" on it, zips up the bag and walks back into the fridge closing it behind them*

Ruggie: Wait hold up! *opens the fridge only to see a regular fridge full of food and a back pannel* Darn it, I should have believed Leona

Ace: You knew about this?

Rook: You did not? I must say I didn't know about this particular passage though.

#twst mc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twst #twst shitpost #twst imagines #twst meme #disney twisted wonderland #ace trappola #twst rook #rook hunt #twst ace #ruggie bucchi #twst leona #We just want food man #rook hunt x mc

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shinjisdone · 9 months

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Request prompt: MC just being really happy they have a boyfriend (it's their first) and is super happy around said new boyfriend Rook <3

Rook being your first boyfriend and you being very happy about it :)

Never did you think you'd find this kind of happiness in Twisted Wonderland.

As nerve-wrecking as NRC, the students and these mysterious overblots are, you cannot help but hum and swing like a character in a fairytale.

For your beloved Romeo is in this very same school, is one of the very students attending here.

The attention, the abundance of nicknames he comes up with...the smile that he harbors for you that is much different than his usual zealous ones. Rook is wonderful.

You remember it clearly. As the one and only Rook Hunt seemed to catch your attention again and again. Many find his character odd at best and off-putting at worst but you have always found him charming, and it seemed like he was aware of it :).

He'd give you compliments, recite his poems to hear your opinion and tell you all that he found beautiful, what beauty he found in all every-day things.

And then, he invited you to the garden and confessed to you with a grande poem before beckoning you with an anonymous letter sent by an arrow, of course.

You accepted very happily. What others found 'extra', you found charming. What was called 'unneccessary' you saw as passionate. And Rook loved you for it.

You can't help but gush of his surprise visits - of how he'd announce his presence with a rose, a gentle 'booh!' or an arrow almost hitting you with a gift wrapped around it.

Rook never seems to get bored by his overly romantic antics for he knows how much joy they give you. He lives for your rosy cheeks and your goofy smile.

Ah~ And what a lovely rosy-posy crimson gracing your features! And your shiny white pearls peeking through your lips! The laughter and the giggles are an unique melody that hits his ears. A hymn that is composed all for him.

Ah, bien-aimé, how can he not fall for you again and again? Appearing like this is like playing pretend - falling at first sight each and every day.

Being with you is a fairytale! Très bien!

Will go all out on each day, on each lesson and whenever else you two see each other. Seeing you be so happy motivates Rook and he simply indulges in the overly romantic actions he can do for you and the romantic tension he can create just for you.

Calls you his beloved and muse. At times he just likes to take walks with you and intensely observes you in all of your glory. Anything you do will bring in a new poem into his head. He will even gift you things, ask specific things just to see your reaction. Anything you do intruiges him and brings him new inspiration! Truly, you are a muse!

As much as he calls anything and everything beautiful, Rook is surprisingly scarce when calling you beautiful - but only because he carefully crafts his intentions. He wants to say these things in a way that has you know how utterly sincere and genuine he is. You are simply a special kind of beauty. Something that even Rook struggles to put into words.

Like a rose...a lone star shining...a shape a shadow casts...you are all of it. The happiness you radiate...it is too special to be put into words, let alone a poem.

And knowing you are so happy because of him...of how he is your first boyfriend and is able to give you so much joy...it fills him with pride.

Rook will do everything in his power to keep you shining with happiness forevermore.

Hope this was okay! the ask was quite general so I took the freedom to put it into headcanons forms :)

#request #twst #twisted wonderland #rook hunt #twisted wonderland rook hunt #rook hunt x reader #rook hunt x mc #twst headcanons

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