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jazjelspen · 10 months
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leaving on wild charted waters [pt.3]
(what if our mc just got tired of Night Raven College and it's inhabitants?)
(how would some of our NRC students react to this?...)
(includes each house leader +ace and deuce! as requested!<3)
(also includes lots of angst!/mention of blood but not a lot/ angst angst angst angst angst--/not proofread/may be ooc and inconsistent in some places(in both the second part and this part) my apologies!! T-T/mention of book7 overblot/did I mention angst?)
it's been over two weeks now, two weeks in RSA.
so far you've met the headmaster of the school, Ambrose LXIII, with the guidance of Rielle. the headmaster understood your circumstances and talked to you about how he'll try his best to find a way back home for you, and to ease up any of your doubts and concerns he even said he'll promptly ask a student to hand you a report from him of any progress he's made to ensure a safe passage back home for you!
even without having to be an official student or enroll they let you stay in the same dorm as Rielle with your own dorm room as a temporary stay here... and your dorm room was actually nice and well set up! like a hotel room... you were relieved you didn't have to worry about the ceiling cracking and falling on your face for the rest of your nights here.
and to your amazement the headmaster kept his word, unlike Crowley. any report of progress was mostly driven by research but he did mention a lot of Twisted Wonderland's history to connect to any potential gateways back to your world... and this felt way better than whatever Crowley was doing so it was like a breath of fresh air.
finally for the first time ever you've been able to feel like you’re several steps closer to seeing your friends and family back home!... every time you'd think about it you'd get goosebumps of excitement.
during these past few days you've met an enormous amount of friends! most of them being Rielle's while others were outside of the inner social circle but still all of them were friendly or just got along in some way or form, it seemed almost magical. aside from Rielle one of your other closest friends was this boy of green eyes and long, and I mean long blonde hair that usually either dragged behind him or was in a huge braid, he was actually the one who healed your broken arm and wounds with his magical healing powers from his hair! and now you're able to be more active again!
Raps is his name, and he was usually always called upon and under strict supervision by his father whom was a professor there... but you weren't sure if they are related by blood or not since the professor had dark black curls and grey eyes rather than the yellow haired boy's more bright features, but you never really bothered to ask or wonder much. in the end you two got along well and actually had a bit in common! mostly due to the fact that you both can relate to the feeling of being trapped, restrained.
in the end you absolutely loved your temporary stay here so far, you hoped no overblots would ruin your experience... so you never really let your guard down but nonetheless it was relaxing.
we wouldn't be able to say the same for Night Raven College and everyone you left behind though!
Meanwhile in Night Raven College....
it was after classes ended on this cold and grey day when five particular freshmen and a student robot of NRC have been grouping up after school for the past week for one particular reason only...
"where could they be?? we've searched everywhere! the halls, the classrooms, the garden, forest, the shore... it's like they disappeared from thin air!" exclaimed the ace, Ace Trappola to be exact.
"we've looked everywhere Ace, what also irks me is that even Vil has been harsher on the entire dorm since they disappeared." the apple of the group, Epel Felmier, sighed in frustration on the brink of snapping.
"...but could they have been taken, kidnapped?... I'm sure Grim would've heard of any struggle but we haven't even heard from the cat." spoke the wolf of the group, Jack Howl.
"no.. Grim has been avoiding us like the plague and even managed to sneak away from us several times. not sure where he could be hiding now aside from the old ramshackle dorm but-- even yet he always manages to slip through our hands!..." the spade spoke worryingly, Deuce Spade was deeply concerned for your safety and confused over Grim's actions.
"that human!! they've been driving the young master mad! all he's been talking about is where they could be and if they are alright!!... and every time I come back to him it's like the sky and his excellence himself just keeps getting worse and worse!.." the loudest knight of Malleus Draconia, Sebek Zigvolt, exclaimed loudly with worry for both the prefect and his young master... but more worried about the young master's train of thought with how worse the clouds have been getting with the most terrible rain and thunder when each day goes by.
"my big brother hasn't been sleeping at all.. way worse than when he has his game marathons. he's constantly looking for any digital footprint they could've left or even trying to hack into their location but it always overrides somehow... it always says that the device is dead or nonexistent." the younger of the shroud brothers, Ortho Shroud, is seen stressing over you and his big brother, Idia Shroud. "with the amount of information my big brother has been trying to look through it could possibly even make me short circuit."
the entire group was at a frustrating dead end for any clue of your disappearance aside from all your everyday items being left behind and your last known scent to be in the ramshackle dorm and at the very edge of the sea. other than that no one has much of a clue.
well they have been hearing from students that a ship appeared as quickly as it disappeared in the night/very early morning before anyone was up, and that one rumor caused other different kinds of rumors to spread like wildfire. some say you were abducted by pirates, stolen by mischievous pixies, suddenly teleported back into your world without warning, or even... that you have finally left on your own. everyone acknowledged the rumors but they didn't want to think about the reality, the cold hard truth, that you really could've left.
if only they knew how terrible their house leaders took it too.
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(requested characters)
Ace: the ace, one of the first people you've met. he's always been a funny and childish friend, sometimes he made you laugh and cry of joy from his terrible yet funny jokes and antics while other times said antics would get you in trouble. he didn't want to accept that he could be part of the reason why you're gone, which is why he tried to convince himself and everyone else around that you were taken instead of leaving voluntarily... he wouldn't be able to handle the guilt and heartbreak to accept that you truly left. he loved you, he truly cared for you and your well-being-- he knew he had a hard time to express these feelings but you were his best friend! of course he cared for your health! but... he couldn't handle the fact that maybe just maybe... he wasn't there for you enough to stay with them a little longer.
he could still remember the first day that you were gone, you weren't in any of your classes-- the teachers didn't even call your name when taking attendance anymore. it was utterly bizarre. Grim was still in his classes yet he sat far away from any students that knew you and disappeared after every class ended.. it was as if he was hiding something. and he was, but Ace and Deuce had no idea what it could be aside that they knew it was about you.
in the end, Ace is left heartbroken knowing that he didn't make sure to do enough to help you even when you asked for it from them. he knew that all he and deuce gave you was pure and utter trouble.
and he couldn't accept the fact, so now here he is having his friends look for you when he knew that you were long gone without even saying goodbye.
Deuce: the spade, one of the first people you've met alongside the ace, a passionate yet slow boy with a heart of gold. as much as he cared for you too the way Ace did he knew that even he wasn't helping either. he knew they should've done more or at least what you asked of them. but now you're gone, and just like Ace it seems as if he too is in denial about their part in your disappearance. he truly wants to believe that you didn't leave on your own even if all evidence was starting to slowly point to that possibility.
unlike Ace though, he seemed to be accepting it faster than him. he still followed along with the story that you were taken but he knew that after all the trouble, all the overblots, all your injuries-- he knew you just couldn't handle it anymore. after all it was clearly written on your face the day when you awoke from losing consciousness in the last overblot that you were ready to move on and make proper progress to get home.
he just...truly wishes that at least wherever you are that you are at least taking care of yourself with more helpful and reliable friends by your side, something he knew that he and Ace weren't able to do.
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(your dorm leaders)
Riddle
inside of the dorm with pampered red roses adorning every corner was the queen of hearts of the Heartslabyul dorm completely and utterly tearing his dorm room into shreds in pure red rage. 
Riddle Rosehearts was fuming, heartbroken, and betrayed on so many levels that he hasn't felt in a good while. hearing from Cater and Trey about your disappearance and then hearing from other of his dorm students about the ship that sailed here as quickly as it left in the late hours of the night/very early hours of the morning.
he immediately assumed that you were kidnapped and in danger! he even marched to the headmaster's office to report your disappearance with other dorm leaders!... well actually-- surprisingly they all came at the same time without planning. but in the end when approaching Crowley with this question of 'where is the prefect?', the headmaster was calm, horrifyingly calm, and said a phrase that shook him on many levels with his fellow dorm leaders beside him.
"they parted ways with us to find other opportunities at finding their home! they felt too bad to tell you all so they just left."
"but they will be coming back to say goodbye before they go back home-- if they find a way back home... right?" spoke the leader of Ignihyde, for the first time out of his room.
"unlikely!" exclaimed the headmaster with a smile.
that one first phrase that headmaster Crowley told them was all that he needed to hear, in the moment of processing what he's heard everything was basically fading away as he also slowly but quickly ran back to his dorm room, in tears.
he was so angry, so furious, so emotional, so... he felt as if his own heart had been grabbed and thrown out of his chest. 'why couldn't you at least say goodbye??' he'd think.
he has never thrown so many books, ripped up so many letters he's written for you from himself that he never dared to send or give, and cut up then stepped on so many bouquets of roses in his room with your name on the tags.
wait...
oh, those roses. 
he stopped dead in his tracks with tears streaming down his face as he pathetically dropped down to his knees at the sight of all the five sad 'bouquets' of fresh red roses he planned to give you, now all had their petals and stems broken, torn, shredded, and crushed.
he then realized he didn't have his gloves on anymore... his palms had small yet prominent holes that were dripping red, red as the roses he destroyed. seems like the roses had thorns. 
ahh..he remembers now... 
those roses were meant just for you. 
Leona:
"what do you mean you still haven't found the herbivore yet?..." spoke the ruthless Kingscholar lion of Savannaclaw in a low yet snarly tone "I doubt they could've swam themselves out of here with waters like the ones this place has anyway. you all are likely not even looking right." he huffed as he closed his eyes with his body on the ground of the botanical garden facing away from the hyena gasping for air due to all the running that he had to do to bring the news to Leona.
Ruggie took a few deep breathes and quick pants before speaking "...we've already got twelve other students including the Ignihyde dorm leader's younger brother and the vice-dorm leader of Pomefiore, a robot and a hunter, looking around and no one's found them! Howl already tried to sniff them out and all we came up with was nothing much but just a faint smell of them from the shore." he huffed and panted in exhaustion.
Leona just scoffed "as I mentioned before, you're all still probably not looking in the right places."
Ruggie tried to intercept but knew that even if he did it'd be fruitless and gain nothing from trying to correct Leona, yet he was frustrated too and wanted to know where you could be as well.
but unlike the freshmen at least Ruggie has been starting to accept the possibility that you really have left, forever. Ruggie was about to turn and leave to continue the search and try to sniff out any information from other students until---
"Bucchi." Leona broke the short silence with a throaty command for his attention which he certainly achieved with both of Ruggie's ears poking up to hear his next set of words.
"keep participating in the search for the prefect. If all continues to come up dry, then I'll just have to take this into my own hands."
and this time without trying to speak a single word back he nodded with a quick and stern 'mhm' before scurrying off to help the rest of the students. once the hyena was gone Leona then had his eyes look up through one of the many windows in the garden that are presenting the sky's ever growing storm. oh how much he was longing for you.
he could still remember as if it was yesterday, when Crowley told all of the house leaders the news after they all abruptly showed up at the same time.
"they parted ways with us to find other opportunities at finding their home!"
that phrase.. he remembered how taken aback he was.
Leona slammed his fists on the headmaster's table "parted. ways?? as in they left NRC?!" a low growl came from inside his throat as Headmaster Crowley contained his eerily calm smile on his face.
"Sir Kingscholar I must insist you to control your temper." he spoke in his usual annoying and irritating voice "It's what they decided and were set on, end of story."
Leona couldn't remember much else after that blow out since all he did right after that was back away and stayed stuck in his thoughts until finally he just left the room suddenly. He didn't listen to any conversations that happened after that since all he could think was 'why not at least say goodbye?'
he finished recounting the moment before he mumbled to himself "I still have too much to say to you.",
but really he hoped that somehow somewhere you could still hear him. even if you probably left them for good.
Azul:
The sea witch of the Octavinelle dorm was pacing back and forth in every corner across his office in the Mostro Lounge. He's tried his best to squeeze out any information out of any of his dorm students or employees about the prefect with the help of his left and right hand eels ,Jade and Floyd Leech, with Floyd being the most productive yet not catching much information aside from the students he's squeezed the air out of exclaiming about some ship that has left in the midst of the night way pass midnight but too early to be morning. It intrigued all three yet it made our octopus pop a few nerves with how panicky he's been.
when he first heard this rumor it made him run to the headmaster's office with the immense fear that you could've been taken. he could remember his glasses slipping off at every bounce he made with each step of his run. he could remember the moment he opened the door to the headmaster's office along with the sudden appearance of all of his fellow house leaders in the same room..(excluding Malleus as usual) he could still feel the sweat dripping down his face, the crazy and misplaced strands of hair from his usual look, his glasses lopsided, and the scarf of his uniform threatening to fall off his shoulder-- of course he attempted to fix every one of these details on the spot to look somewhat presentable.
yet the answer he got from the headmaster was nothing short of soul-crushing for him. he asked a continuous amounts of questions as to why and how but all were dodged by the headmaster and answered with a short,
"it's just what they decided."
now he's just back into his office now diving head first into his work and school. much to his dismay it only kept him distracted for a temporary amount of time and in the dark of night under his covers all he could think about is you, just you.
he truly wished he could've been a part of your world.
Kalim:
the generous sultan of the Scarabia dorm was sulking in his room with his friend Jamil sitting by his side. Kalim was heartbroken over your disappearance and he remembers how worried sick he was at first. he like many assumed you were kidnapped and he was even waiting for some kind of ransom note to appear and he would've paid full price and more... but when he and other dorm leaders came to talk their concerns all they got was the news that you left voluntarily.
he was one of very few that felt that in their hearts you'd come back. one way or another Kalim felt in his broken heart that you'd appear as suddenly as you disappeared and unlike other dorm leaders he wouldn't put it against you to the slightest. he wouldn't hold grudges or be mad at you if you ever came back, in fact he understood why you'd leave and he was all up for making everything ten times better than before just so you'd never leave him again.
"you have to be realistic here, Kalim. for all we know maybe they found a way home faster than they did here, or they found a place where they don't have to worry about the next overblot or what their next meal will be." Jamil tried to be straightforward and blunt with Kalim, he didn't want him to have hope that you'd come back and then actually never coming back. "we don't know and may never know unless some kind of obvious sign shows that they will actually come back... but just don't keep your hopes up. for your sake." Jamil stood up from the edge of the bed to walk towards the exit of the room "I'll be back, I have to make dinner so you won't go to sleep starving."
With Jamil leaving Kalim then jumped out of his bed to open his window, the sky still not clear of the grey clouds and still not dark enough for the second star of the right to show up but still hoped that his message would still be received by the wishing star.
the platinum blonde boy held his hands together under his lips "please please please please.. please.." Kalim mumbled, wishing with all his heart.
"please, may _____ be safe, sound, and happy... wherever they are.."
Vil:
in the dorm of the fairest queen was the dorm leader watching from up above behind the tallest window of his room. clenching both of the red velvet curtains in his hands as he watched a group of freshman and a robot, including one of his own, group up and talk hectically and stressfully to each other. Vil Schoenheit knew very well why this particular group of students were talking in such an exaggerating manner, after all... with what Rook has told him and what he's heard from various students around the school it was most definitely about you.
as collected and uncaring as he tried to seem right now he could definitely feel worry and a kind of anger bubble up inside him. 
'could you really have left?' he thinks.
remembering what the headmaster said and all the bits of evidence he and Rook have picked up it seemed that it was certainly the case.
"they parted ways with us to find other opportunities at finding their home! they felt too bad to tell you all so they just left." spoke the headmaster.
you really did leave without saying goodbye.
he couldn't completely blame you, as silent and busy as he was he obviously knew that his and the rest of the overblots and people that surrounded you were bringing you down. it's why he invited you at times for make-overs, spa days, and everything in between to at least brighten up your spirits whenever he could.
"I suppose all of that wasn't enough for you." Vil mumbled to himself as he aggressively thrashed both curtains he held in each hand inward to close off the view of the storm clouds from the sky, to stop those clouds from taunting him any longer.
that and because he couldn't let anyone from out his window see the mascara dripping down his face.
"Roi de Poison?..." his hunter spoke in a calm and hesitant voice, noting that this isn't exactly the time to try to make conversation.
and he was right "Rook!--" Vil seemed to have jumped, immediately yet carefully wiping his mascara-filled tears with a handkerchief on him. "what is so important that you had to come in without knocking??" he exclaimed as he has yet to face his hunter.
"Roi de Posion... there is something your eyes must see to believe." he seemed to take out his phone with an image on his screen.
"Well get on with it then!" Vil exclaimed before he finally turned to face Rook in dramatic motion, eyes still a bit bloodshot even from the few tears he had.
Rook carefully approached Vil, phone in hand, once he took one last look on the screen to make sure it showed what he wanted to show the hunter then finally faced the screen towards his dorm leader with hesitance.
it was a Magicam account, someone's most recent post...from yesterday..
it was Neige.
but.. wait... that person by his side.. it couldn't be--
why were you in Neige's Magicam post?
Idia:
dorm leader of the underworld Ignihyde, has not been sleeping as much as he should be. of course he's never slept well in the first place but it's just been getting worse since the ramshackle prefect has left.
currently Idia Shroud was looking for any digital footprints he could find, trying to track your location, trying to figure out where you could be. in the end it was all for naught since for the past week or two he's found nothing and basically has given up at this point.
he leaned back against his gaming chair and with a sigh of disappointment, he didn't want to accept what Crowley told all of the house leaders in his office. he knew that there's some kind of trace of you out there somewhere, he felt like it was up to him to find the person who bothered to give him the time of day and attention that he'd never thought he'd get.
the light from his screens were causing his eyes to become dry and almost bloodshot, each blink hurting his mind and his focus. that was until a notification came from his phone.
that's strange.. no one ever sends him messages unless it's in game.
he grabbed his phone beside his keyboard to read the message. how odd, it was from the noob Rook Hunt. what would the vice-dorm leader of Pomefiore want anything with him? nonetheless Idia was slightly intrigued yet annoyed, he pressed on the notification to lead him straight to the new chat with the hunter, it said:
"Roi de Ta Chambre, I do hope this finds you well. A little bird told me that you too have been wondering about the safety and whereabouts of our beloved missing prefect. I may have the answer to your worries here."
below the message was a link to a Magicam post under the name of Neige Leblanc. he's heard of the name but was never interested in the petty and do-gooder lives of any of the RSA students. he cautiously pressed on the link to show a photo, a photo of said Neige Leblanc posing with a familiar face... a familiar face that he now wished he didn't see.
it was you, you were with an RSA student...
"tch..." Idia grumbled as he threw his phone back on his desk before he stepped back out of his chair and walked over to his bed "why did i even bother."
he fell face first into his bed and hugged one of his long yet soft pillows tightly, tears quietly falling down on their own slowly, he didn't dare make a sound in case Ortho would come barging in. he continued to cry quietly now acknowleging that you truly did leave without a goodbye, and left with RSA students no less, and with how you treated him before you left-- he dreamed that he might've had a chance with you.
but he should've known, dreams are for rookies.
Malleus:
the dragon prince of Diasomnia was a strange case, unlike every one of his fellow dorm leaders he actually knew that you left by ship. where to though he had no clue.
he remembers that he came to visit you at late hours of the night at the ramshackle dorm like he usually does except he saw you sneak out with nothing but Grim on your back. he followed you walking down to the shore to see a large ship awaiting for a passenger and what shook him a bit more was that the headmaster was there beside the ship, expecting... you. Malleus watched in confusion as you gave your beloved fiery feline a huge and long hug and some shared words with the headmaster. he was about to teleport himself right in front of you when he saw you walk up the gangplank of the ship to hop aboard but he stopped himself when he remembered about your cast.
ahh yes, how could he forget. he gave you the broken arm, the cuts and wounds, he gave them all to you when he overblotted. he knew that you said you had a chance of going back home but he didn't think it'd have you to go by ship.. and without saying goodbye.
in the end he just watched you and the ship disappear, watched Grim slowly walk back to ramshackle, and watched the headmaster disappear on the spot.
for the next few days that passed he's been mourning the loss of your presence, he's almost casted spells to take himself to you-- to retrieve you and hide you in a tower with nothing but him to protect you... to right all the wrongs he's made. he'd bring you fresh flowers every day and make sure to keep you healthy and happy, he'd do anything to have you back.
but he should've held back, every other person who's overblot you had to deal with should've held back. the headmaster should've done his job. then maybe just maybe you would've been able to be in his arms that night when you left.
in the end he was the only one who didn't ever visit the headmaster for any information about you. he had no reason after all he saw you leave.
after he gets a grip on himself though, he will confront Headmaster Crowley for any information as to 'why' he let you leave.
right now all he could ask is why... why why??.. the more he felt stuck in his thoughts the more the storm outside worsened. at this point everyone could see how he's feeling, his entourage of three tried their best to comfort him but it was no use. the prince of thorns was stuck sulking, and he didn't know how else to stop unless you were back into his arms.
he's also been taking way too many naps now, strange to his three knights yet he knew he did this because every time in every one of his dreams he had you in his arms and walked beside you. he had you all to himself in his dreams.
he saw that this was a better solution than being awake.
(THIS IS SUPER LONG and I might've messed up here and there T-T hope it broke a few hearts tho! I tried my very best in each one of their reactions!<3)
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ohhh for the event can I get Vil and prompt 3 with reader as the ghost? ^_^
Words Unsaid; Vil Schoenheit
Content; Gender-neutral reader, angst, pining
Content Warning; Reader death (not described)
Word Count; 700+
A/N; Hi Haru! ... I decided to lean more into angst; I am so sorry Vil.
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Vil’s hands were shaking, and he tried to make a sound but his voice was caught in his throat. 
His breath came out in white puffs, the Pomefiore lounge had become freezing cold as the fire died out. Dim light from the filtered moonlight cast everything in silver and greys. Long shadows crept across the floor like they were reaching out for him.
Vil.
It was barely audible, but Vil could hear the gentle hiss of his own name whispered into his ear, and it made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. He took in a deep breath though, trying to calm his racing heart which betrayed how affected he was by his current circumstances.
He closed his eyes, shutting out everything else and focused solely on what he could hear. And with how on edge he was, he could have heard a pin drop. But he didn’t hear anything. That was the issue, alongside everything else.
Normally he would have been able to hear the muffled snoring of his fellow dorm members, or the gentle ticking of the clock, or even the standard sounds that an older building may make. But he heard nothing. Only the steady thump thump of his heart in his ears.
Vil opened his eyes again, and he stared at the figure that was now standing within arm’s reach of him.
It was you, but not as Vil knew you.
You floated closer towards him, and Vil dared not to move.
Ghost, spectre, phantom. That was what you now were.
But he had seen you that very day. Still very much alive. Still breathing.
“What happened,” he whispered, taking a step forward, trying to close the distance. 
You moved back, and looked him in the eyes as tears fell down your cheeks. And then you vanished, the fire coming back to life, and all the sounds coming back.
Vil raked his hands through his hair, trying to come to some reasonable answer for why you were here, why you were a ghost. And he found himself running as fast as his legs would carry him, coming to a halt at Ramshackle.
He knocked at the door, but there was no answer. He knocked again and called your name. But all he was answered with was silence, and a sense of dread taking hold.
Please forgive me.
He knocked the door down with his magic, and made his way into the house. Vil looked in every room of the mansion, but all he found was dust; even Grim was nowhere to be seen.
This is a nightmare— No it isn’t, you know that. But how he wanted this to be nothing more than just a simple nightmare. If only it were as easy as that.
His breath came out in white puffs again, and everything stilled like time itself was frozen.
“Please,” Vil could barely recognize his own voice, desperation was something he was not well acquainted with, “tell me.”
You stayed out of sight though and stared at Vil, wanting nothing more than to embrace him. To feel his warmth one more time. To tell him something that had been weighing heavy on your chest for months.
You never had the chance, always being pulled in every which way or dealing with one problem or another. And now? 
… it would not serve either of you any good. It would only cause more heartbreak, a tragedy that belonged in a play really, instead of reality.
Vil clenched his fist and rolled back his shoulders, “You’re still here, so you have something left that must be important. Let me help you.”
Something left, was in fact, someone.
Vil had always been outside of your reach, a star high up in the sky, and that distance was now further than ever.
That’s why you said nothing of your own feelings about him.
That’s why you said nothing, leaving the words unsaid.
“You can’t. Please, forget about me.”
Vil wouldn’t forget you. He would never forget about you, the person that he could be his entire self around.
Perhaps it was friendship, but something that screamed from his chest that it wasn’t.
And he would never get the chance to see what could be.
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inuiiwonderland · 7 months
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Hate that I still love you (part 2)
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A/n: Here is the long awaited part 2! (The bad (?) ending…or good one? Idk whatever you prefer) so sorry for the long wait! This should’ve been out a week ago but I lost track of time so that’s my fault!
Enjoy🤍
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You don’t remember when was the last time you felt like this. Feeling happy and in love. Everything feels ten times better when you're with the person you love.
Time sure does fly
It’s been a year after your break up with vil
And compared to back then, you feel more happy and loved.
Why?
Because Neige LeBlanche was the one to pick you back up on your feet and fix the hole in your heart.
And show you how it is to be loved
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You never would’ve believed that you will move on from vil. Since at the time, you were so deeply in love with him that you couldn’t possibly move on and love another.
But look at you now
You finally moved on and met someone far more deserving of your love than vil. The person that you're with isn’t afraid to publicly admit his love and affection for you. He isn’t afraid to hold your hand and kiss you passionately in public. He isn’t afraid of letting everybody know that you're the one for him and he’s the one for you.
And that person is Neige LeBlanche
Neige loves you deeply. He loves holding your hand. He loves kissing you and taking you out on dates. He always makes time for you and doesn’t hide anything from you.
He truly loves you
And you're so happy that you finally found someone that loves you like how you love them. Someone who actually makes time for you instead of ignoring you. Someone who actually takes you out on dates instead of saying it’s a waste of time. Someone who isn’t afraid to show affection to you in public and someone who isn’t afraid to let all of twisted wonderland know that they are in love.
And the most important thing of all. You found someone who is loyal.
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You groan as you hear your alarm go off. You covered your ears with the pillow, hoping it would drown out the sounds of the alarm that was currently going off.
“Y/n! Turn it off!” Grim says as he covers his ears. You roll your eyes before turning to the side to turn off the alarm. Once you did, you sat up and stretched.
“Good morning to you too grim” He yawns as he tiredly looks up at you.
“Why did you put up an alarm so early again? It’s the weekend!” You giggle before getting up.
“Because~ neige has something planned out for the both of us today!” You say excitedly as you walk to the bathroom. Grim follows tiredly.
“Am I going to stay with ace and deuce again? Ugh please no! Last time riddle went full tomato red and collared me along with ace!” He whines. You playfully rolled your eyes.
“I wonder why”
“I didn’t do anything!” You giggle as you continue to brush your teeth.
“So am I staying at heartslabyul again?” You shook your head no. He sighed in relief.
“Oh thank the sevens” After you were done with brushing your teeth and washing your face. You hurriedly walked out the bathroom to look for what to wear today.
“Hurry and brush your teeth”
“Huh? Wait! I’m coming with you?”
“Duh silly! I told you, didn't I?”
“Uh no you didn’t!”
“I did!”
“When?”
“I said he has something planned for the both of us! Now go get ready!”
“Ughhh”
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After getting ready and feeding a lazy grim, you finally started making your way to where neige wanted to meet up.
You were so excited to see him again after 3 whole days of only calling and video chatting. So you got there pretty fast. You smiled when you saw neige waiting for you by the tree and you quickly made your way towards him.
"Neige!" He immediately turned around when he heard you call his name and the boy immediately smiled.
“Y/n! Oh I’m so glad to see you again!” You giggle as he pulls you into a tight hug.
“Ah! And grim also came! I’m very glad he did” Grim just yawns which makes neige giggle before taking something out of his pocket and handing it to grim.
“Here! I got this for you on the way here” Grim eyes sparkled with joy as he saw the beautiful can of tuna in neige hand.
“Wha- good quality tuna?!” Grim then quickly grabs it from your boyfriend’s hand as he begins to eat.
“Grim, what do you say?” You ask sternly as you eyed him.
“Thnak yuo!” He says as he stuffs his mouth with more tuna. Neige only giggles as you roll your eyes.
“Sorry about that”
“No it’s fine! Grim is very cute” You look at grim and cringe once you see how messy the corners of his mouth are.
“Yeah…cute but messy” Neige giggles before grabbing your hands which causes you to turn and look at him.
“I talked with the headmaster of RSA about you transferring to the school and after some bit of convincing he agreed to let you transfer there!” Your eyes widen with excitement at the news.
“Really?!”
“Mhm! And! Your dorm won’t be far away from mine! Oh! And I’ll also be the one to show you around!”
“Isn’t this amazing?!”
“It is! I can’t wait!”
“Woah woah woah! Your transfering to RSA?!” Grim screeches before looking at you with wide eyes. A hint of sadness in his eyes.
“Not only me grim, you too! Both of us are going to RSA”
“Huh? Wait, both of us?!”
“Yes, both of us!” You could see relief wash over him before he started to cheer.
“Yes! More fancy quality tuna for me!” But then his cheerful attitude goes away as he seems to remember something.
“What…what about the others? It’s not that I care about them or anything! It’s just…does ace and deuce know?” Your smile then falters as you suddenly remember about the friends you made at night raven.
“Ah…I-I forgot about that”
“Wait, does Crowley know?!”
“Umm…haha..no?”
“I’m sure Crowley won’t mind! But your friends on the other hand…” Neige then looks at you with worry. You made very good friends with the first years at night raven, so to suddenly then transfer to another school without them knowing made him a bit worried. And a little scared that you will change your mind.
“It’s fine! I’ll have a talk with them today”
“Are you sure?”
“Mhm! Everything will be fine neige”
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“Your what?!”
Maybe you spoke too soon…
You awkwardly rub your arm as you sheepishly smile at your friends.
“Wait wait wait! You're telling me- us! That you are transferring to RSA?!”
“Yes…”
“But-but what about NRC?! Your friends and teachers and us?!”
“You can’t leave us!”
“Human! How dare you even think about transferring to RSA of all places!”
“That school sucks!”
“Why do you wanna finish school off in a place full of bratty little rich kids!”
“Yeah! Why go where the losers are when you can be here with us cool night raven folks!” You roll your eyes at the insults that ace and epel spit out about rsa as you fold your arms against your chest.
“I’ll be graduating this year, and I think spending my last year of school at rsa with my boyfriend will be a good idea”
They all frowned but knew that they couldn’t convince you to stay since you were already so determined to leave to rsa. Deuce sighs before giving you a small smile.
“If it’s your decision to go to rsa to finish your last year of school there then I’ll respect your decision” You smile at that as you playfully punch his shoulder.
“Thanks deuce”
“Mmph…I guess it’s fine that you’ll go…”
“You better not forget about us!”
“Don’t start thinking that those spoiled little rich kids are better than us!”
“I hope we’ll still be in contact” jacks says and you look at him with a smile.
“Of course we will. I won’t forget about my cute lil brothers that I’ll leave behind!” You say as you pull both ace and epel in a headlock as they both groan and whine for you to let them go.
“I’ll make sure to text and call you guys everyday! And we’ll definitely make plans to hang out too!”
“You better!”
You giggle as you pull them all into a group hug
“I’ll miss you guys! Don’t start causing too much trouble now okay?” They nod as they hug you back.
“RSA still sucks…”
“Ace!”
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He couldn’t believe his ears once he heard that you would no longer be attending night raven college.
And to then transfer to Royal sword academy of all places made him sick. But why? Why go there when you were perfectly fine here? His brows furrowed when he heard the news from epel who was complaining to rook about how it’s not fair that those “snobby rich kids” will be able to see his big sister (you) everyday.
And during epels complaints, he heard a name that he despises oh so much.
Neige LeBlanche
Oh he’s heard of Neige LeBlanche alright
And he also knows about the lovely relationship between you and neige too. When news of Neige being in a relationship broke out, everyone was talking about it. Everyone knew that neige was in love and just the way he would talk about his mysterious girlfriend had everyone wondering who this person was.
Vil of course didn’t care about it at the time. Why would he care about Neige LeBlanche's love life? He had other things to worry about other than neige useless love life.
But when not just a week later when neige mysterious partner was revealed and was all over the news and social media with pictures of you and neige looking so deeply in love it was then when he started paying a little bit more attention. And feeling a bit weird about the situation.
You? And neige?
Impossible!
He couldn’t believe it. You actually moved on. Vil never expected you to move on from him. He never even expected you to end up with his rival of all people!
To say he was shocked when he first saw the pictures of you and neige. He couldn’t believe his eyes.
But it’s fine. Vil shouldn’t even care about who you end up with. He shouldn’t even care about you anyways. You moved on and you're in love with somebody else. He shouldn’t care that his rival neige now has you in his arms.
He has emi! The one girl he truly loves. The girl that makes his heart flutter and cheeks darken.
He loves emi, not you.
But why does he feel weird about your relationship with neige? And why did he seethe with anger when he found rook’s secret fan page account for you and neige?
It’s just a stupid fan account. Why should he even care about that?
He angrily wipes his makeup off as his eyes are glued to the tv screen.
“Hello twisted wonderland! It is such an amazing and exciting night today! I am here with neige LeBlanche tonight and today we are going to talk about the exciting news about neige love life! More specifically, his mysterious girlfriend y/n l/n!”
The camera then shows neige who sweetly smiles to the camera and everyone as pink dust decorates his cheeks.
“Haha I’m very glad to be here tonight lily! And especially if we’re going to be talking about my dear girlfriend!” The crowd awes as vil scoffs.
“Glad to have you here neige! So about this girlfriend of yours, how did the two of you meet?”
“Ahh it’s actually a funny story! I was at the wonderland mall when I first met her! I was kinda..running away from some trouble when she came by and saved me!” Again, the crowd cheers and awes at neige story.
“It was like love at first sight when I saw her! I think she looked very beautiful while she said that she didn’t since she was wearing sweatpants and a large t-shirt when we first met!”
“Haha! That cute. And so, what happened after she saved you?”
“I offered her a free meal! And to also get a chance to get to know her better!”
“Wow! All because she saved you?” Neige blushes as he nods.
Vil glares at the TV as Neige continues to talk.
“Yeah, I had a great time with her that day! After that we exchanged numbers and soon became friends”
“Aww! That so cute! I also heard that she now attends royal swords academy! Is that true?”
“It is a 100% true! I’m happy she attends the same school as me so I can see her everyday now!”
“Oh how cute is that!”
Vil grabs the remote before turning off the TV. Already having enough of the interview.
His phone then rings as emi name pops up on his notifications.
Let’s hang out at my place this weekend! If your not busy
The text read.
Right. He’s with emi. He shouldn’t feel weird about you and neige.
He loves emi, not you.
I‘ll be free this weekend.
He texts back before gently putting his phone down before starting his skincare routine.
Vil is too prideful to admit that deep down he knows that he made a huge mistake of leaving you.
But he would never admit that
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Again sorry for not updating anything! I’m currently very sick rn so even getting out of bed feels like a chore😓 hope you guys enjoyed tho!
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trappolia · 30 days
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BEAUTIFUL BOY (OH, WHAT ENVY) ── vil schoenheit + gn!reader, 588
"beautiful boy."
praise whispered by millions across the lands who have bore witness to his likeness in fashion magazines, movies, plays, commercials ─ it all echoed in your mind like a mantra; a religion to bring you down to your knees, to surrender all material possessions and then some, maybe a limb or an eye or a heart.
such weakness was easy when it came to vil schoenheit; as cruel as he may be, giving you that coy smile upholding such arrogance, befitting of some beloved prince.
"tell me something i don't know," he mused, dragging his fingers through the nonexistent knots in his hair. fair-haired prince, dipped in lavender and ambrosia.
you could, maybe. tell him something he doesn't know, that is. you, at the very least, knew vil in a manner that bordered on intimacy. the younger students called him cold and sharp, like the bitter chill of a mid-winter afternoon, but you could say with suspicious certainty that he was cold in a literal sense, the prim digits of his fingers freezing enough to send shivers down your spine when he tucked a wayward strand back behind your ear. and there was also those things you classified as "other"; such things that even the hunter's eye could not surmise. blissful sighs against your collarbone, sweet lips against the apples of your cheeks, the flush of his cheeks, ears and chest (not from the cold).
in those moments, you could almost think you loved him more than you envied him.
almost.
in retrospect, you were indeed in love with him. or some odd, twisted semblance of the world; warped by comments on social media, hollered jeers of the paparazzi and whispers immortalised in the ink of magazines and the digital world of news articles and gossip blogs. it was easy to love vil as a fan, as an admirer; not so much when you were alike in dignity and pride, held on the same pedestal by the same bloodthirsty others that sought your blood, sweat and tears. for someone of your standings, it was all the more difficult to see each other eye to eye, to perhaps witness something in that unfiltered, unbidden gaze of the other and have everything collapse around you.
and yet─
"i think i do love you," you whispered, arms wrapped around his slim torso, he was laid out beneath you, reminiscent of a renaissance painting or an old photoshoot he'd done months ago, and it was perhaps a trick of your eye when you caught his ribs flutter against pale skin, like a jump of a pulse, a butterfly's wings against the crumpled white linen.
vil dared to smile, and instead of his ribs (cage to his heart, wretched thing that was) you were drawn to the shine of his hair in the lamplight, that twinkle in his eye. "you think i don't know that?"
"do you?" you exhaled, holding him like a lover would. or should?
"hm," vil's sharp, prim fingers (cold, cold, cold) grasped your jaw and tilted his mouth upwards to yours, velvet lips pushing against your chapped ones, and you belatedly thought that this was how he did it, how he put you under his spell and made you forget your envy, your bitter jealousy, in favour of whatever you called this ─ and then there was a quick brush of tongue, and you were bleeding to death in his arms, the world collapsing around you.
oh.
you'd forgotten that this was how people fall in love.
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azulashengrottospiano · 9 months
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NRC'S PAINT CHIP PROJECT! — royal purple
"a prestigious shade. a deep, rich color fit for a queen."
vague book five spoilers
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There’s a second entry from NRC in the Song and Dance Competition.
Vil stares at the stage with wide eyes as you step onto the gray patterned floors, wearing an elegant piece of formal wear that accentuates all of your beautiful features. You’re alone, a magicless student facing off against groups of singers and dancers that have magic and have been practicing forever and are far more accustomed to these things than you are.
You’ll be singing.
You don’t waste time, you cut to the chase. You grab the microphone presented to you and take a deep breath. You don’t look nervous at all and your voice is calm when you begin, and oh, oh, you can sing really well.
When have you had the time to practice? Vil was under the impression that his spudlings had been running you ragged. And yet here you are, performing in front of people you don’t know, in an environment you don’t know, in a competition you had very little time to prepare for and you’re actually up there.
If Vil feels something akin to pride in his heart he refuses to acknowledge it. Now is not the time to contemplate his emotions, now is for you.
If you keep singing like that, he'll dedicate eternity to you.
Your voice fades out far too quickly and the audience explodes.
“Isn’t that the magicless student?!”
“How did they get accepted into this competition?”
“That was beautiful! Who knew they could sing like that?!”
“Prefect, what the hell! You were secretly talented and didn’t tell us?!”
You wave out at the crowd and blow them a kiss, to which another round of screaming and applause starts up. Rook is tearing up beside him, proclaiming something about beauty that Vil can’t make out.
He rushes away to find somewhere quiet.
Why didn’t you audition for his performance?
Vil breathes in, pushing the thoughts from his mind. He needs to focus on his goal, proving once and for all that he’s better than Neige.
“Mira mira, tell me something. As of this moment, who is the most beautiful of all?” he asks his tablet, furrowing his brow as he stares at the screen.
The air is sucked from his lungs as he receives his answer.
Mira mira says your name.
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cvlutos · 1 year
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TW: ANGST & DISCOMFORT
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"You truly are an eyesore. So plain. So boring. If it weren't for your obnoxious voice, I wouldve forgotten that you were here. Completely forgot. That reminds me, why are you still here? With no true purpose—You're simply wasting space. I think it's best you go. Vanish into the crowd like you always do. I truly doubt that within a few minutes, I'd even remember you were here."
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VIL SCHOENHEIT, DIVUS CREWEL, JADE LEECH + UR FAVES
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dr3amscap3 · 5 months
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𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒┊𝐕𝐈𝐋. 𝐒
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┊Vil Schoenheit x Reader ┊Angst  ┊” But I’m not yours... “ ┊CW : Angst, Unrequited Love ┊Note: for those conan gray likers iykyk ┊Word Count: 350
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Perhaps it was the way you gazed at him as the two of you walked under the sweet comfort of the night sky.
Perhaps it was the way you took his hands in yours and gently caressed them as if he were porcelain.
Perhaps it was the way he wished he was yours.
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Vil loved you, with all his heart and the rest of his being. Vil loved you and he knew you loved him too. Vil loved you, and it hurts, it burns his melancholic heart to love you. Vil loved you, and he regrets leaving you every single day.
Vil loved you, but he is not the one you deserve, he knows you deserve better than a scorned queen.
Vil loved you, but he is not Neige LeBlanche, and he will never amount to be anything like him.
Vil loved you, and he knows you used to love him too, but now the gazes he loved so dearly fall onto another man, a man that you now call yours. The man that you call yours will never be Vil again instead it is the hero to his villain, instead the man you call yours is Neige LeBlanche.
And instead of fighting for you, instead of giving fifteen dozen roses, instead of begging at your door for you to take him back, he learns to say goodbye.
Yes, his heart will weep and shatter but he knows that your days are filled with laughter. It may not be with him as the source but he knows that time has already taken its course.
Vil loved you, and still forevermore he would continue to give you all you want, be it the stars in the sky or the moon itself.
Vil loved you, he yearns for your gaze and your touch, but he knows that you are not his anymore, and he is not yours.
Vil loved you, in fact, he continues to love you every single day despite the unfairness of it all.
Vil loves you, he always has, and always will. But you are not his, and he is not yours.
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I had motivation randomly idk man - Mika
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Tags : @gingeywolfey @luxaryllis @raix-lv @ruru-kiss @blankescapades @deimospheres @gh0stbastard @kiriesdreamworld @hmmmmmm-give-me-your-gender
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herwritingartcowboy · 2 years
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“The Other Woman”
Sorry If an characters feel a little off. First time writing for twisted wonderland in general.
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Fandom: Twisted Wonderland 
Character(s): Vil , Neige
Warning(s): Angst, Mention of blood and death
Readers Gender: Gn
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{Gif Not Mine}
“I am sorry my dear potato but I don't like you back”, those words were from the most beautiful man to ever exist, Vil Schoenheit. “Oh i am so sorry for taking away so much of your time”, you said as you bowed and walked away making the blonde feel pity for you. 
You went back to your dorm as you sat on the ground thinking about what just happened. You just embarrassed yourself, why would you ever think he will like you back, you were never on his level. As you thought of these things tears rolled down your face as you cried. Grim soon came around as he cheered you up. 
For a week you stayed away from Vil but soon you just stopped caring. But unknown to you Vil soon started to think of you differently. 
“Rook, what do you think about Y/n?” “Well they are not that bad of a person and not bad looking either”. Vi;’s thoughts were now all about you, maybe knowing that someone that truly loved him was what got him to think this. But it soon hit him as he did turn you down, what can he do know, do you still like him, is this feeling still pity. 
But now he started to see that your routine changed. After all of your classes you would go with Ace and Deuce. But now when he would check you wouldn’t be there.  But he finally pushed himself to go find you someday and that was a mistake. 
He shall be with the last person he would think of, Neige leblanche. By the actions and facial expressions it looked like you two were very, very close. It crushed him when you went in for a kiss. 
How could you, what happened to you being all loyal to him but now you're with him. He couldn’t look at you the same as he knew now his chances were gone, but why does he care. 
Soon you two did start talking again as you did tell him you were in a relationship with Neige. With that now he knew it was official. Once Night Raven College was over for the both of you, you still kept in contact, and even after all this his feelings still grew for you. 
Today was just normal till he got a letter from you. He read the letters and it turns out you were getting married to him. The wedding was in a week and he had enough time to sit and sorrow. 
He did send a reply saying he would be there for you, but he didn’t want to go. Why did he turn you away, why was he feeling bad you have a right to marry him. The sadness soon turned into anger. If he can't have you no one can. 
He went to the wedding as he did talk to some old classmates of his. It was hard for him to stay after the ‘i do’s’. But now the party started as he watched the two of you dance, that was supposed to be him but it will soon be all fine.
“Hey Vil, thank you for coming” “Oh don’t worry my dear potato, I am happy to be here”. “Hey Y/n you and Neige look thirsty, why don’t I get you both something to drink” “Oh you don-” “I insist” “Oh well can you get a cherry flavored for Neige and i’ll do a strawberry” “Alright Y/n i’ll be back”. 
Vil got the two drinks for you but without anyone looking let's say he poisoned the cherry flavored drink. “Here you go Y/n now the one on the right is cherry and the left is strawberry” “Thank you Vil”.
He watched you walk towards Nege as he smirked to himself soon talking with Rook. Then screaming was heard as many turned towards the screaming. As his jaw dropped and heart shattered. You were on the ground with the drink spilled on the ground as Neige started to shake you as tears spilled out of his eyes. 
‘The cherry one wasn’t for you, why are you such an idiot’, many around them threw or spit out their drinks as if what was going on. 
Vil cried as he found out you died, the rumor was either, you poisoned yourself or tried to kill your husband. But Neige knew someone killed you and he will one day find out who did it. 
This wasn’t supposed to happen. But why did he do this? You have the right to marry someone else besides him, but he turned you down cause he didn’t like you. He was losing more of himself as shall your body. He went up to you seeing how you still looked incredible even if you are dead. Neige came up next to him as he was still crying, “Thank you for coming” “I had to come, to say bye to them” “I know someone did this, I’ll find out”. Vil was surprised to see the anger in the males eyes.
After the funeral he was back at home and he just sat there staring at the fireplace. ‘Well at least your still mine’.
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haithamuse · 1 year
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☆ ABOUT VIL.... ─── FT. VIL SCHOENHEIT
cw. angst to comfort, self-loathing n frustrations, mentions of breaking down, notes at the end ! 0.6k wc
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Vil Schoenheit — the beauty quite literally lies within the name. Preached and glorified by many, he’s being assured every day that he is the epitome of all things beautiful.
Vil Schoenheit — the truth lies behind the mask; one the actor has perfected through years of ruthless practice. No effort has been spared to conceal who he really is — a hypocrite.
Although he deems himself the fairest of them all every day, only a few grasp what truly lies behind his words. It’s a futile attempt to convince himself that his words are true because all Vil sees is that he is not good enough — always just the second best.
All the hard work he puts into himself, his dorm and the people around him, his work and his whole being — and for what? To simply be overruled in popularity by a mere smile?
He can’t say that it’s not a common occurrence. He fights to gain the acknowledgement of the world, yet it gets taken away in the blink of an eye — by none other than Neige LeBlanche, with an effortless smile that shines a little bit brighter than his last.
And with every single one, Vil’s frustration and self-loathing grow just a little bit more. Why, despite all his hard work, he still finds himself in second place?
It’s not fair. It’s frustrating. It’s heartbreaking. It’s cruel — but that is what you call reality. It’s how the world runs, and Vil knows. He hates that he knows because it just hurts him so much more.
And all it takes is one single slip-up on his part to let the world know his true self — that he is indeed ugly.
So Vil wonders — how dare you enter his life and challenge all of his beliefs? You don’t know anything, potato. You refuse to look the truth in the eye and turn away from him, instead working to break down his walls piece by piece. He kept telling you that curiosity kills the cat, and yet you absolutely insisted on playing the role of a feline.
And Vil’s biggest question of them all — how did you manage to convince him instead, turning the world as he knew it completely upside down?
You just came and told him that it’s alright to breathe every now and then. You told him he’s not alone because you were there no matter what. Vil simply scoffed at your declaration, writing it off as your poor attempt at comforting him.
Yet still, his thoughts and actions did not coincide. You held true to your promise and slowly but surely, Vil let his guard down until he finds himself at a point of no return. Once again, he slipped. But he didn’t fall this time because you were there to catch him.
With you, Vil truly gets to know what it means to love and to trust, and he allows himself to do so.
So when his festering thoughts once again threaten to break free of their confinements, he seeks you out instead of shutting himself away.
There are times he breaks down, finally letting out all those emotions that have been threatening to spill over for way too long. He is in an absolutely horrendous state and he wants nothing more than not to be seen like this, but you are here. You stay by his side, and he lets you.
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LISTEEEEEEEN I KNOW THIS SOUNDS LIKE AN “I CAN FIX HIM” FIC. but dude i just want to hold vil and tell him everything is gonna be alright. he doesn’t have to be so harsh with himself all the time,,,, just breathe for once i’m beggin u :< been having these thoughts ever since playing book 5 and 6 and ughhh i just want him to be happy sobs sobs
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idkanametoputhere · 8 months
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Lost Story
type: angst (slight comfort if you squint really hard)
pronouns: they/them
character: Vil Schoenheit × actor!reader
tw: death(²), reader is not yuu/the prefect, ghosts, mentions of shutting yourself away, the plot makes only SLIGHT sense (but idc), self-neglect, shitty news report
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two years..
it had been two years since vil schoenheit had died in a tragic accident while pursuing his passion, acting. it was an accident, really. a prop that was misplaced and not handled properly. a giant prop that ended up falling on him, delivering a fatal blow on his head, ending both his life and the production of the movie
everyone was devastated. his family, friends, schoolmates, fans, coworkers. especially that one coworker, another one in the acting buisness. another one who had been cursed by the bright, blinding stage lights of fame and the acting industry
they had worked with vil on so many projects, including his final one, the one that was left unfinished. an unfinished symphony. what was meant to be a movie of pure love and joy ended up as a story of grief and sadness
and in said grief, the young actor buried themself in work. they were busy, working in project after project, while avoiding the public eye unless it was for a premiere of a project they acted in. the dark veil of grief was too much for them to handle
and that is how they had ended up in a local theater, late at night, practicing their script. it was a small theater in their hometown, and the owners trusted them enough to give them a key of the theater so they could practice to their heart's content
and practice they did. they practiced until their eyes were burning with exhaustion, the lines on their script were getting blurry, and their voice was strained from repeating the same lines over and over
it was time for them to leave. they packed their backpack, gathered their script and phone, put on their jacket and started walking
until they heard it
"y/n"
a quiet whisper and an ice cold breath on their neck. a voice they had fought so hard not to forget, but they could recognize it amongst a sea of voices. it was him..
"vil?"
they asked and turned around. and there he was. the tall boy was in front of them. his blonde and purple hair neatly tied on a ponytail, wearing the same costume he wore on that final project and a soft smile decorating his face
shock could not begin to explain the emotion they were feeling. vil was there. vil was in front of them. vil, who had been hit in front of their very eyes, who they had visited in the hospital countless times, and on whose grave they had cried entire rivers of tears, was in front of them
"how..? I don't get it.." they whispered, staring at his ghastly form with wide eyes. "it doesn't matter. but I'm here, I'll stay here until the sunrise" replied the boy, a creepy cold breeze filling the room at the sound of his weirdly echo-y voice
"no, I'm just tired...I'm tired. I'm tired, or I'm going insane" they say with a nervous chuckle and look at him "you're dead, you can't be here" they continue, their voice sounding as if they're hanging onto their own words to prove that they haven't gone mental
instead of replying to them, ge embraced them, in an attempt to prove that he was there. the hug felt weird from their perspective. it was like hugging..cotton candy, or a bunch of strings. it was like hugging something that was there, but also wasn't
the two stayed in that hug for a while, clinging to eachother as if the other would disappear, maybe because they could..
it felt weird, so weird that they stopped questioning if that was reality or a trick of their mind. but they liked it. and so they made conversation with him, laughing and smiling, just like they did when he was alive. but time was passing, father chronos wasn't gonna wait for anyone, not even two hurt actors
and as sunrise was closer and closer, an..absurd question fell from the boy's lips
"may I have this dance, my lady"
he said with an air of confidence. it was a line he had told them many times before, not because of a liking to dancing, but because of a liking to practicing a certain scene
you see, the fatal final project of his, was a love story between two royals. two royals who were bound by the bond of a marriage arranged by their parents. but the two slowly fell in love, and the dance scene that the two actors loved was the moment that the two characters were confident that they were in love
so the two actors danced. they danced, and danced. they danced out the emotions of the two characters, and the emotions of their own selves, who were forced into separation, in contrast to the two characters they were playing. they danced until the young actor was exhausted, and the two ended up sitting in a corner of the stage
"you're gonna leave now..aren't you?" asked the actor that was physically alive, but their heart felt as if it wasn't beating, it had lost their passion. "yes..when the sun rises I'll disappear" answered vil, a melancholic tone decorating his voice. the other sighed, and rested their head on their semi-solid shoulder
"can we just stay like this for a while?"
"yeah"
and so they drifted off to sleep
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"and now on to Erika, with a report about a recent tragedy that happened in the film industry"
"thank you Lionel. A true tragedy has hit the film industry, as the famous actor y/n l/n was found dead yesterday morning. according to the reports, the actor was found dead in a theater in their hometown, in which they used to practice. the doctors examination proves that the death was a result of a complication of l/n's health issues, as well as negligence of their own self.
after a brief interview with the actor's family and manager, all of them revealed that the negligence might have been a result of their grief over the famous actor vil schoenheit, who died two years ago and with whom l/n appeared to be very close with
now, Lionel, what makes this case truely mysterious and creepy even, is the camera footage from the theater. although the audio seems to be distorted, it's clear that l/n's is talking with someone, but they are alone in the theater. this goes on for hours until something even weirder happens
l/n stands up and starts performing a dance that many have recognized as a scene from the scrapped project that killed Schoenheit. it's even weirder that, without using magic, they pull of some steps that are impossible to do without a partner
whatever the case, this is a real tragedy. our hearts go out to the family and friends of l/n. may their soul rest in peace. back to you lionel"
and so the tale ends. a tale of unspoken love, separation, and reunion for all eternity..
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a/n: OKAY MANY THINGS TO SAY. 1) I wrote this based off a scenario I made with a c.ai bot 2) IM BACK??? 3) my new phone's here AAAAAA 4) another fic with vil that includes dancing 5)I did this on c.ai 2 days ago, and I was expecting my period so I was emotional and almost made myself cry by writing it. now I'm on my period, so if I have ro suffer, all of you have to as well
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luminous-letters · 2 years
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Farewell, Vil Schoenheit
(Not A Love Story)
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If walls could talk, what tale would they spin?
For sure it would not be one of not of love. It would not be a tale of healing and passion, it would not be a tale of lovers that conquered society and status, far from it actually.
It would be a tale of ruin. A retelling of the prose of Icarus. How you, a dreamer ever so bright, were reduced to cinders by the corrosive heat of the sun that was Vil Schoenheit.
Now, two summers after what was left of your love was buried and mourned, two summers after he had found solace in the warmth of another soul. Two summers after another pair of lips and another body that welcomed his own.
While he basked under the limelight and the starry gaze of the masses, you busied yourself in picking up and fixing what he broke inside you. Your heart, your body, your trust, you needed time to heal.
Sometimes, come twilight you could still hear his voice, his words ringing inside your head like awful chimes. You'll find yourself glassy-eyed, trying to suppress the ugly sobs that threatened to spill out.
I don't love you anymore, I'm sorry.
We had a good run, but I think we should see other people.
I know you'll find someone that suits you.
Farewell, MC.
Each shard pricked your fingers, the memories drew blood. The portrait of his memories drew itself around your scars, traces of his touch danced around your stitches.
Through the warm summers and chilling winters you toiled and labored to put yourself back together, to fix the tapestry he destroyed.
'If I won't do it, then who will?' became your mantra, a reminder should you ever sink into despair once again. You've saved yourself once, and you'll fight to stay afloat.
But that didn't mean you didn't miss the rollercoaster that was Vil's love. Your mind would drift to the rainy nights that you fought, to see who would swallow their pride first.
You missed the sweetest minutes as much as you loathed the painful years. Coffee shop dates, a stroll by the beach or escaping the set for childlike fun at the arcade.
Now, you've moved on. You were sure of that. You've mended yourself. You've gotten rid of every little bit of Vil from your life, your polaroids, your portraits, your songs and your stories.
Like a phantom in the night, Vil would return. Drunk and dazed he'd stand in front of your porch, disheveled.
"I still love you, MC..." he'd sob, trying to make his way into the home that once became his sanctuary.
"I don't. Farewell, Vil." and you'd reject him every time. No more fantasies and fairy tales and prince charming, this is reality.
Eventually, he stopped. It was for peace, between you and him. And peace was forgetting each other's existence.
Perhaps that would be their tale, a phoenix of sorts— the burning ruin of a dreamer and the rise of a pragmatist from the ashes.
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iheartmalewives · 2 years
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"A Fool In Love"
Vil Schoenheit x GN!reader angst
Summary: You've had a crush on Vil Schoenheit since you two were first years. You tried your best to impress him over the last 3 years yet... It wasnt enough.
Warning: vil rejects you el oh el
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"Not everyone is perfect."
You repeated those 4 simple words in your head like a mantra. Yet even if you reminded yourself that, you still desperately tried to change yourself for a man that will never look at your way.
That man was Vil Schoenheit, one of the most popular celebrities to ever exist in Twisted Wonderland.
You've had a crush on him since god knows how long, you always saw him as an intelligent person, even more than that.
Although he knows who you are because you two shared the same class when you were both first years, he wouldn't dare to speak to you due to how big his pride was.
He was a celebrity and you werent, the difference between you two were obvious to differentiate.
So why werent you giving up yet?
You've tried all kinds of fashion and beauty products yet Vil has never complimented you, not even once. He would simply walk pass by you, not daring to bat an eye.
It hurt, it truly did. But you were still hopeful that he will notice you someday.
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Those hopes were instantly crushed as he spoke,
"I'm not interested." At your confession.
You blankly stared at him in shock, body trembling in embarrassment as you watched him furrow his eyebrows. He sighed in annoyance before continuing, "Now if you excuse me, I still have some things to attend to."
With that, he left without saying any more words and you were left heartbroken and embarrassed, even if you knew this would happen.
Though you didnt expect his cold reply.
It made your soft heart shatter into pieces like it was made out of glass, you couldnt help but let out a few sobs.
You tried everything, you tried so hard...was it still not enough?
You let out a breathy chuckle, internally cursing yourself at how stupid you looked. How could someone as beautiful as him ever love someone like you?
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How does Tumblr even work /gen. Anyways i hope you enjoyed that <3
(If lorie is reading this HAHA LOL/j)
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voasprofile · 1 year
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huli na ng aking ika'y minahal/loving you too late
fem!yuu
maybe ooc vil
slight azul x yuu
filipino and english version
FILIPINO VERSION
ang pagmamahal ng tao sayo ay 'di dapat inaabuso, dahil ang pagmahal ay parang tayo din. Pag unti-unti nating pinamimigay nang walang kapalit, ay mauubos din ito
si Vil ay hindi ordinaryong lalake, sa dinami daming nagkagusto sa kanya, ang mata niya ay di maalis kay Yuu
babeng di makukumpara sa iba, mala perlas ang kutis, gandang tulad ng bagong bukang rosas, ngiting nagbibigay liwanag kahit sa pinakamadilim na gabi
si Yuu ay nasanay na sa mga manliligaw na may gusto sa kanya, buwan-buwan may bagong darating.
"sa mata ko ay ikaw lang ang babae sa mundo"
"hindi kita kayang lokohin. At nang tumingin ka lang sa aking direksyon, ay parang biniyayaan na ako ng diyos"
"hindi ako tulad ng ibang lalaki, na gagamitin at paglalaruan ka lang"
sa daming beses na niya ito narinig ay parang naririndi na siya. Kaya nagulat siya na meron pading malakas na loob na magpakita at lokohin siya
si Vil na ilang buwan na pinag-iisipan ang desisyon at pag-ipon ng kumpiyansa, ay nasira ang loob
nasanay na din si Vil na siya ang hinahabol ng mga babae, kaya bakit? Bakit ang unang beses na totoong nagka-gusto siya, ay hindi siya gusto neto?
si Yuu alam na ang mga sasabihin neto
"mahal na ata kita"
"gusto kong pasayahin ka"
"hindi kita lolokohin"
sa galit ni Yuu, agad-agad niya itong tinanggihan. Gaano ka laki ang kaakuhan? Gaano siya kahangin? 
sa tingin ba niya na pag-narinig ito ni Yuu na agad-agad siyang magkaka gusto dito?
hindi, hindi niya tinanggap ang malalim na damdamin ni Vil
pero hindi nagpa-pigil si Vil
mga liham, regalo, rosas lahat nang mai-isip na pwede i regalo ay niregalo na niya
pero si Yuu ay nagka-gusto sa iba, lalaking nakatutok lang sa kanyang pag-aaral, lalaking walang oras na maibigay sa kanya, lalaking nakatutok sa kanyang pangarap, lalaking nag-ngangalang Azul
araw gabi nasa isip ni Yuu eto
'gaano kaya ka lambot ang kanyang buhok'
'ang ganda ng kanyang tawa, parang anghel ang bumaba sa langit para sa aking mga mata'
nang nakita ni Vil na wala na siyang pagkakataon, ay lumayo na siya. Ayaw niya din abalahin si Yuu
si Yuu na hindi napansin ang pagka-wala ng presensya ni Vil sa kanyang buhay
ilang buwan lumipas at nawala na din ang kanyang nararamdaman, at parang may kulang sa buhay niya
ano ang kulang?
ang pagmamahal na dati niyang naramdaman, taos-pusong papuri na dating sinabi sa kanya, ang magandang pakiramdam na ibinigay sa kanya. Sino nga ba siya?
yung taong gusto siya kahit hindi maayos ang kanyang itsura, taong may oras para sa kanya para lang mapasaya siya, ang taong nag-mamahal sa kanya
ah, si Vil
pero sinaktan na ni Yuu noon siya, mapapatawad kaya ni Vil si Yuu?
ilang araw nag-ipon ng lakas loob si Yuu, para mag-hingi ng patawad, at ilabas ang kanyang nararamdaman
dahil sa saya at gustong makita agad si Vil, ay napa tingin ito sa social media ni Vil
ay, huli na ba si Yuu?
parang tinutuya siya ng mga larawan
si Vil may kasamang babae, masaya, naghahawak kamay
ay, kasalanan to ni Yuu eh
kung hindi lang siya pahuli huli
gabing-gabi na nag-scroll sa kanyang profile ay parang pang-araw-araw na ritwal para kay Yuu
hindi matanggap na sinayang niya ang pagkakataon niya kay Vil
mahal na mahal siya dati ni Vil tapos sinayang lang niya
kung maaga kaya nalaman ni Yuu ang kanyang totoong nararamdaman, meron kayang pagkakataon na maging sila?
ENGLISH VERSION
people's love should not be abused, because love is like us. If we gradually give away pieces without anything in return, we will be all used up
Vil was not an ordinary man, many girls like him pursue him even. But his eyes can't be taken off of Yuu
a girl incomparable to others, complexion like that of a pearl, beauty like a newly blossomed rose, smile that lights up even the darkest nights
Yuu is used to those who pursue her, every month a new one arrives
"in my eyes you are the only woman in the world"
"I won't fool you, as when you looked at my direction, it was as if God had blessed me"
"I'm not like other men, who will only use and play with you"
she had heard it so many times that it's seems like she's going deaf. So she was surprised that someone had the courage to show up and fool her
Vil who had been mulling over the decision for months and gathering confidence, was devastated
Vil had gotten used to being the one being chased, so why? Why did the first girl he truly liked not like him back?
Yuu already knows every line that came out of his mouth
"I think I love you"
"I want to make you happy"
"I will not fool you"
due to Yuu's anger, she rejected him. How big was his ego? How big was his head?
did he think that once Yuu hears this, she'll immediately fall in love?
no. She didn't accept Vil's feelings
but Vil didn't let it hold him back
love letters, gift, roses, everything that can be gifted was gifted
but Yuu fell in love with someone else. A man focused with his studies, a man who was focused with his dreams, a man who didn't have time for her, a man named Azul 
he was on Yuu's mind day and night
'how soft is his hair?'
'his laugh is enchanting, like an angel descended from heaven for my eyes'
when Vil saw that he had no chance, he walked away. He didn't want to bother Yuu
Yuu who didn't notice the absence of Vil's presence in his life 
a few months passed and her feelings disappeared, and it seemed like something was missing from her life
what was missing?
the love she used to receive, heartfelt praise she used too receive, the good feeling he gave her. Who gave it to her?
a person who likes her even if she doesn't look the best, a person who has time for her just to make her happy, the person who loves her
ah, it's Vil
but Yuu had hurt him before , can he ever forgive her?
Yuu mustered the courage, to ask for forgiveness, and show her feelings
because of her impatience to see Vil, she immediately went to his social media page
oh, was Yuu too late?
the pictures seems to be mocking her
vil, with a woman, happy, and holding hands
oh, it's Yuu's fault
always beating around the bush, if only she wasn't too late
late nights scrolling through his profile is a daily ritual for Yuu
Yuu couldn't accept that she wasted her chance with Vil
Vil used to love her so much, and she just wasted it
if Yuu knew earlier about her true feelings, would there be a chance for them to be together?
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inuiiwonderland · 10 months
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Hate that I still love you
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Even after the breakup, you are still madly in love with him. But he has someone else now. He loves her...maybe even more than you.
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Small cries could be heard in the room as you tried your very best to not wake up grim. You continued to cry under the covers as you remembered today's events.
You happily walked the halls of pomefiore as you couldn't wait to meet up with your boyfriend, vil. 
He's been busy the past few weeks, not only with school but also with modeling and his upcoming new movie. So after weeks of not being able to hang out with each other, you couldn't help but grow excited when he texted you to come over to his dorm.
Finally making it to his room, you knocked and patiently waited for a response. 
Hearing a "come in", you excitedly opened the door and walked in to see your lovely boyfriend sitting down on his vanity. 
"Hi vil" You said as you closed the door and walked towards him. You sat down on his bed as you looked at him through his vanity mirror. He couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt when he saw you look at him with hearts in your eyes through the mirror.
"Y/n"
"Yes?" He sighs which made you frown.
"Everything alright vil?" He gets up from his chair and turns to face you. You looked up at him and grew confused as he looked away.
"I have something…important to tell you" Your brows furrowed as you waited for him to continue.
"What is it?"
"I don't think this is working out" 
"Huh? What do you mean" 
You were hoping and praying that what you think was going to come out of his mouth doesn't come out of his mouth as you nervously waited for his answer.
"Us. I don't think I can do this anymore" You felt as if your whole world stopped. You looked at him with glossy eyes as you tried your best not to cry in front of him.
"I- did I do something wrong?" Your voice was shaky and weak. You still couldn't believe what he said. 
He stayed quiet for a moment which made your heart ache. 
"No, you did nothing wrong. It's just…my life has been getting pretty busy and I think it's for the best..for the both of us" You nodded before getting up from his bed.
"Okay…I hope we can still be friends at least?" He nodded his head and you smiled.
"Alright, well it's getting late so I should go" but before you left you noticed his phone light up by a text notification. Your heart dropped as you saw whose name popped up.
Emi
You quickly walked out his room and hurriedly made your way out of pomefiore. You could feel tears slide down your cheeks as you slowly started connecting the dots together.
So those rumors were true…
Rumors have been spreading around the media about vil and his co-star, emi, being spotted together after shooting their upcoming movie together.
Them being spotted at a coffee shop, talking and laughing together. Being spotted at the mall hand in hand and at first you didn't believe it. You trusted vil and you knew he would never do something like that.
But you guess you were wrong…
You continued walking to ramshackles as you silently cried. 
You were indeed a stupid fool.
Reaching ramshackles, you quickly wiped your tears and went inside as if nothing happened.
Which now brings you here. Crying pathetically in your bed at 1 in the morning. You quietly got up from bed, making sure you didn't wake grim in the process. You quietly made your way out the room and down the hall. 
"Y/n" You stopped and turned around to see one of the ghosts, Otis, looking at you with worry.
"Oh sweet y/n, what happened?" You again felt tears build up as you quickly walked over to him.
"He broke up with me" you sob out as you tried to keep quiet. He gasped and patted your back as you silently cried.
"Oh dear…you don't think the rumors were true do you?" He asked worriedly.
"I-I saw her name! I saw her name pop up on his notification!" All Otis could do was watch as you broke down in the middle of the hall. He tried his best to comfort you as you continued to cry your heart out.
You loved him, you truly did. So why did he do this to you? Was your love not enough?
Maybe you weren't enough. Maybe you didn't try hard enough to be a good girlfriend. Maybe it's your fault this happened.
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The next day was hell for you. You spent the whole night crying out to Otis and when you finally stopped, you only had a few hours of sleep. 
You sat down on your chair and waited for class to start. 
You cursed yourself as you saw how puffy your eyes were when you woke up this morning. You just hoped no one would notice and point it out.
"Holy shit" You looked up only to see ace looking down at you with wide eyes.
"What happened?"
Great. Someone did notice
You ignored him and turned away to look out the window. 
"Hey don't ignore me"
"It's nothing"
"Oh no it's something. Why are your eyes so puffy? What happened" you sigh as you try your best to ignore him.
"Please don't ignore me. I want to know what happened that made you cry this bad" You looked down at your lap as you tried to not get emotional.
"I-" but before you could say anything you were interrupted by the teacher coming in and announcing that class had started. 
"Don't think I'll forget about this, tell me after class okay?" You just nodded and you both then started paying attention to the class.
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Class has ended and students started leaving to go to their next class. Once the last few students have left, Ace then turned to face you.
"Ok now tell me what happened" 
"Vil broke up with me"
"What?!" You glared at him and he quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry..but what??! How? Why?" 
"Remember those rumors?"
"About vil and that one chick?"
"Mhm" his eyes widened when he finally got what you were saying.
"No way! Did he?"
"Yeah..I didn't want to believe it at first but now that I saw proof…I just..can't believe he would do something like that"
"Hey, look at me" you looked at Ace and he wiped the tears you didn't notice were sliding down your face.
"Don't cry over that bastard, he made a mistake doing something like that to a wonderful person like you. He doesn't deserve your tears..so don't cry, okay?" You nodded and he smiled.
"Alright, let's go to the next class before we're late" You got up and grabbed your stuff before you two walked out.
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You knew the others were gonna find out sooner or later about your break up with vil. And when they did, all hell broke loose.
"He what?!" Epel screamed as he looked at you in disbelief.
"Let's not shout epel-"
"No! How would I not shout when I find out my housewarden has been cheating on my best friend?!" 
"I-"
"So those rumors were true?" 
"I never expected such behavior from pomefiore housewarden!"
"Has he lost his mind?!" 
At this point you gave up on trying to keep your friends quiet.
"Please let's just stop talking about this"
"When I see him it's on sight" epel quietly mutters under his breath. Everyone went quiet and looked at you.
"How are you feeling?" Jack says. 
"I'm feeling…fine"
"A-are you sure?" Deuce asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine"
Totally fine…
But in reality you weren't. 
3 months have passed and you felt like a fool for not moving on. You hate yourself for still loving him. You hate that you think there still might be a chance for the two of you but you know it would never happen.
Because he loves her 
You stared at the screen with shaky hands as you read the article that made your heart drop.
Vil schoenheit and his co-star Emi Collins have finally revealed their relationship to the public!
You couldn't believe it. 2 weeks haven't even passed and he does this? Getting into another relationship just like that?
You felt so stupid 
You gave the phone back to epel and went back upstairs to your room.
And now 3 months have gone by. 3 months of the media going crazy about the new couple.
You couldn't help but scroll through the comments and read every single one of them.
Aw they are so cute!
I knew something was going on between them!
I have been shipping them since their first movie together!
They look perfect together!
Omg the way he looks at her! He's so in love!
That specific comment was what made you turn off your phone and stare up at the ceiling.
You thought about everything that happened in those 3 months.
How vil and emi were spotted many times having a romantic date. You two never went on many romantic dates, he only took you once, which was in the beginning of you two relationship. How they were spotted holding hands while at the mall. You were never able to do that since your relationship with vil at the time was hidden from the public.
How they hang out after every shoot and how he was spotted buying her a bouquet of flowers. He never did anything like that for you. In every interview, when the host asks him about his love life, he goes on to say how beautiful and amazing emi is. He never even talked about you like that to anyone if they were to ask.
And so you wonder, did vil ever love you?
We're you so blinded with love that you probably didn't even notice it was one sided? 
He barely made an effort in you two relationship but with emi, he does everything he can to be around her more and make her happy.
You have spotted emi a few times at NRC. You see how they both walk to pomefiore dorm together and how he looks at her the same way he used to look at you . How the smile on his face seems more genuine everytime he is with her.
Maybe you really were blind.
Maybe he didn't love you as much as he loves her.
And you hate yourself for still being in love with someone that obviously doesn't love you.
Maybe you are dumb..
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Since the ghosts don't have names (from what I remember) I gave them names and have a few headcanons for them!
Plump ghost - Otis
Skinny ghost - Harold
Small ghost - Frederick
Idk but everytime I see them these names just pop up in my head and so I went with it😭
We love Ace being protective over big sister yuu/reader in this‼️[plus the rest of the squad]
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oepionie · 1 year
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— "AND WHILE YOU SLEEP, I'LL BE SCARED." overblot gang 
SYNOPSIS: Your lover waking up from a horrific nightmare and scrambling to listen to your heartbeat so he can make sure you're still alive.
⊹ [ cw ] — angst, hurt/comfort, overblot, blood, glass shards injury, anxiety/panic attacks, insecurities, mentions of death, crying (them)◞
⊹ [ tags ] — ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP. GN! READER | riddle tears his room apart, leona feels immense guilt, caring leona, azul having a panic attack, vil being an absolute mess, vil speaks german, shy idia, jamil injures himself accidentally, jamil calls you 'albi' (my heart), malleus immortality angst ◞
⊹ [ w.c ] — 1.5k+◞
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✩—RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS:
It's far past his scheduled time for sleep.
A bitter taste is bubbling up in his throat and frothing against his tongue. Riddle doesn't know what this wretched feeling is. All he knows is that he's terrified. Perhaps that's why he allows himself to disturb your sleep, the maddening emotions slamming against his head becoming too much for him to handle.
"I-I apologize for waking you," Riddle rasps, slipping into your shared bed and burrowing his face deep into the crook of your neck. His breaths come out in quick and fleeting puffs, heart thrumming hard against his ribs.
In the dimness of the night, the myriad of mangled and torn-up books that were strewn and flung about the room in a frenzied fury could hardly be seen. Your gaze flickered down to your lover. The tips of Riddle's fingers were a blistering raw red, his once well-groomed nails now visibly chipped at its ends.
With a touch of your tender hands, you pull him down to rest against your chest.
"What's wrong?"
"I–I just…I recalled the incident of my overblot and how I hit you with that blast. H-How you nearly—" Clamping his eyes tight, Riddle dared not to finish that sentence. The boy trembles in your arms—ears fervently straining to hear the steady and melodic thump of your heart, a melody he feared he would never hear again.
A choked sob tumbles from his lips and your chest aches.
"…I'm sorry," was his quiet cry. "I'm so sorry."
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✩—LEONA KINGSCHOLAR:
Peacefully fast asleep, your back was nestled snug against the Leona's chest while his firm bicep protectively curled around your ribs.
Over the course of your relationship, Leona began to realize how much he loved having you in his arms. You were at peace when you slept, untouched and untainted by the stress and pain you dealt with every day.
He crept his free hand up your torso, cold fingers slipping underneath your shirt, skimming up your stomach, and settling above the spot on your chest where your heartbeat danced vividly against his touch. Leona splays his fingers out more, fixated on how the thrum of your life felt against his skin.
It was a daily struggle to keep his emotions at bay, ensuring that his strong feelings and magic wouldn't hurt you again. The nightmarish phantom of his blot still haunts him to this day. That wrath was an ugly and hideous beast he wished to keep locked away in the depths of his mind for all of eternity.
Yet, at the soft beat of your delicate heart against his sullied hands—Already, Leona finds himself wavering, uncharacteristically weak.
An overpowering mix of stress and strain washes over him, pooling up into watery blobs and flowing down his cheeks in faint streaks as he silently wept.
"Fuck," Leona curses, pulling your dozing form closer to him. "Fuck. Fuck, I'm sorry. You don't deserve this."
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✩—AZUL ASHENGROTTO:
The torment of nightmares was far worse than he remembered, but this dread he felt was unquestionably different, pressing in on him like a frigid cold. The icy sensation seeps into the marrows and dips of his flesh—his sole respite being your touch, which both warmed and scorched at his skin.
"Angelfish." Azul breathlessly sputtered, blindly patting around the bed in search of your body.
Through the fringes of his blacked out vision, he could barely make out your worried drowsy visage. This caused him to panic, pulse picking up, but you were quick to soothe him—reaching a hand out to press against his cheek. Finally finding you, the octo-mer pulled you towards his side of the bed, engulfing you in a tight hug.
Azul tried to stop the flood of tears that layered his face, but your soft lips strewn with kisses on his skin seemed to further elicit his unceasing cries. 
"I'm not going anywhere, Azul. I'm here." You whisper, cradling his face, but he was inconsolable. The octo-mer desperately clawed at your shirt as he pressed his ear deeper against your chest, practically melting into you.
The throbs of your heart echoed through his anguished mind, providing him with some semblance of comfort.
"Don't go….Please…" Azul sputters, body shaking from every deep, labored heave of his burning lungs, "Please."
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✩—JAMIL VIPER:
A strangled scream awoke you from your abyssal sleep, your bleary eyes ripping open to dart here and there around the room in a manic frenzy. The ensuing shattering smash of a glass further threw your thoughts into disarray.
"Jamil?!"
Your lover had stumbled off of the bed, now kneeling against the wooden flooring with the bedsheets pooling around his hips, sheets damp from the shattered glass of water on the floor.
A bloody hand clenched at his palpitating heart, glass shards digging into his skin, as his lungs fought to maintain his breathing.
You sprang from the mattress and skidded in his direction, but Jamil scrambled away from you.
"Albi, no. There's glass. Stay away. You're going to get hurt," Jamil stammered. Holding a shaky hand up, the boy avoided your gaze.
"Jamil—" Brows pinched together, you eased towards him. "I'm not going to get hurt, don't worry."
You stepped over the shards of crystal glass with caution and made your way past, "See?"
Once you were within his reach, Jamil caved in and slowly brought you into his arms—careful with his injury. He could feel the distant sting of the cuts on his hands, but he couldn't bring himself to care.
Leaning down, he lay his head over your heart. Even though the batter of your heart was frantic and panicked, it somewhat provided a steady beat for him to follow as he worked to untangle the complexities in his thoughts. Your lover sunk against you, anchoring himself against the warmth your body radiated.
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✩—IDIA SHROUD:
As the minutes pass, Idia was rapidly losing every meagre amount of confidence he managed to scrape together.
"Idia…honey? Please get up." You croon, running a hand through his flaming hair.
Though it seemed as if he didn't hear anything—Idia kept his head glued against your beating chest, refusing to get up from his position on the floor.
He's been kneeling before you for so long that the rough fabric of his pants burned and skidded against the tender skin of his knees, sending excruciating stings along the threads of his flesh.
"I—No…N-No…I can't." Idia's lips quiver, eyes glossing over as he diverts his gaze. The weight of his arms lay heavy against your legs, elbows resting by your knees while his dull nails dug into the skin at the back of your thighs.
"Why's that?" You whisper.
Idia shut his eyes. The flash of numerous dreams and nightmares he's suffered at the hands of his own demented twisted memories clouded his mind. It did not help that they were all molded out of his own self-inflicted pessimism...cruel and unforgiving. A reason as to why he couldn't bear to look at you tonight, not when the image of your mangled body was still fresh on his mind.
"I-I'm s-sor-sorry…I ca-can't get up…I need to…” he stumbles for words, his breathing picking up its pace. "I need to…need to know you're okay."
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✩—VIL SCHOENHEIT:
"Vil…" You worriedly murmur, pressing your lips against his mascara-stained cheeks, not minding the bitter aftertaste it left lingering in your mouth.
Laying atop the plush silk sheets of his king-sized bed, the dorm leader's eyes were ripped wide open as his chest heaved viciously. It was quite a rare sight as your lover lay vulnerable before you, heart bared open.
Oh, he was an absolute mess.
Dark streams of teary mascara ran down Vil's cheeks, his uniform wrinkled and his golden hair splayed out everywhere—unbound from its braids and tangled up.
The grip of his arms around your midsection tightens as he pressed you up closer against him, his head resting atop your chest. At the sound of your heartbeat, Vil allowed himself to unwind and let your affections banish away even the most ominous of his thoughts.
"Liebling…Es tut mir ehrlich Leid—" Vil rasps, his mother tongue dripping like honey from his lips as he suddenly found it difficult to speak the language he was so accustomed to every day.
Hushing him, you press a fleeting kiss against his brow line and Vil clamps his red-rimmed eyes shut, ceasing to say anything more.
"Hush now. Rest, my prince." You press a gentle kiss to his temple and brush the frizzes of his blonde hair away from his face.
A small smile quirks on his lips as he feels his stomach fluttering from the nickname. The look in his eyes is softly lit, warm like a candle.
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✩—MALLEUS DRACONIA:
One day, Malleus knows, you will be nothing more than wilted and withered ash.
It was a truth that wrapped around him like shackling chains—tearing, whipping and lashing against his raw, bare skin. No matter how hard he pulled, scratched, and screamed at it, the chains remained.
The clanging and grating iron truth about reality cannot be so easily pushed away. Human lives are fickle, and you would inevitably leave him.
Once you do, the fae prince knows he will be a mere shadow of his former self, a wretched and lonesome creature awaiting and longing for his lover who was no more than a ghost of his fleeting memories.
"I apologize for the disturbance, my treasure."
And yet, Malleus presses his hand firmly against your beating heart. A distant marching beat serving as his reminder that you were very much alive and well.
"I truly apologize." Malleus heaves, hands clamouring against your collarbone.
Although thick tension and silence still hung heavy in the air, the dragon basked in the warmth and feel of your flushed skin, a bitter smile gracing his lips as he lay beside you on the bed.
"Sweet dreams, beastie…"
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