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minimallyminnie · 9 months

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hehehehehehehe

okay okay

how would Sebek, Leona, Silver, and Vil react if the reader got them flowers??

Flowers

Breaking news: local tsunderes and a sleepy boy fall for a shrimp when they decide to give flowers to them.

BIGGG HUGS TO MY 2ND YEAR BABY SILVERRR 🔥🔥🔥

Leona Kingscholar

Out of everyone, you chose him?

Yeah, he’s pretty confused when you came up to him in the greenhouse one day

You knelt down to his face

He knew you were there and he half hoped you’d go away if he’d ignore you and half hoped you stayed

You did stay!….and poke his cheek multiple times before he cracked an eye open at you.

“What the hell is your problem herbivore?”

“For you.”

You shove a flower in his face and try run off when he sits up faster and grab your wrist

‘I’m gonna die today, goodbye Grim, goodbye Ace, Deuce…’ You think when you fall back and close your eyes shut, waiting for the time you’ll hit the floor

You fall back into the arm of the SavanaClaw housewarden and when you open one of your eyes, you’re greeted with his face close up

“I wasn’t finished talking.”

“U-uh! My bad! I just—“ You groaned. “I thought this flower reminded me of you.”

“…These are vegetables.”

“Idiot, it’s a herb.”

“Same shit.”

“Coriander, tarragon, and this isn’t even an herb, hydrangeas!”

Leona looked at the three flowers in his hand

“Why they remind you of me?”

Your face brightens yet again, whoops, you forgot about that, well not like you have anything to lose right…?

“Coriander for your hidden worth, tarragon because you make me interested, and hydrangeas because…I’m happy you understand me when everyone can’t.”

“…Really…?” He smirked at you, you have so many urges to kiss and slap him at the same time but you can’t deny the fear of just him ignoring you afterwards

“Just…say you don’t feel the same and move on. I don’t need to be lead on b—“

He kisses your hand that he had held onto

“Don’t assume I don’t feel the same.”

“You do?!”

Leona rolls his eyes and wraps his arm on your waist, pulling you close

“Shut up. Lemme sleep now.” And he knocks out, trapping you with a sleeping lion

You take a minute to appreciate his sleeping face and smile. When he wakes up, you’re sure to ask him out officially!

Rolling yourself on your other side, now you have a dilemma. With the sleeping lion trapping you with his arm…

How are you gonna get out and go to class???!

Vil Schoenheit

The queen of the Magicam app and your heart is always surrounded by people…

And if he isn’t, then Rook is there…

You were so close to pulling your own hair out whenever someone came up to Vil. You knew he was a housewarden, yes, but you needed just one moment alone!

Sighing out in defeat when yet another student came up, you just gave Rook the flowers and told him to give it to Vil later before going back to Ramshackle and complaining in your couch.

You’re grateful that Grim gave you the space you needed and went off to bother your two dorky friends

The rain pelted your window as you furiously screamed inside the cushions

A knock comes at your door, but you’re too frustrated to go open it

“Come in!”

“So, instead of just simply asking me to be alone with you, you asked Rook to give these to me?”

You quickly pounce up and see Vil staring at you down on the couch, his umbrella by his side, was he always that quick?!

He sits down besides you holding the bouquet, Vil looks completely elegant as usual but…the undersides of his shoes. They’re muddy and they have drops of mud on the upper side…He ran?

“An aloe piece, Calla lilies, and forget me nots…Your flower language is lovely. Though, I hope the aloe is affection and not grief…”

“It is…”

He held your hands with his own, you can tell your cheeks are definitely pink

“Affection, beauty, and to not forget. Do you think I really would swoop that low to forget you?”

Well yes, but right now? Oh sevens no.

“I-Well, do you feel…the s-same?”

You asked with curiosity and hesitation

“You’re very foolish of you think I ran in my heels here to just reject you.”

A smile graces his face and you happily hug him

Silver Vanrouge (I will die for that.)

A slight blush adorned your cheeks anytime Silver came by

He was just so pretty in your eyes!! How can one being be so…so…

RAHHHHH

You knew if he was busy guarding Malleus, he wouldn’t be able to spend time with you

If he wasn’t, he was sleeping and completely unable to talk

Knowing him better than yourself, you knew exactly what time to give the flowers to him!!!

That is until he ended up getting more shifts as a result of Sebek getting ill (you don’t blame him, you gave a little card along with Jack earlier)

Hole in your plan…

Fortunately! You got free lunch from someone who wasn’t hungry and went to his station

Not too many people and either way, Malleus just knew by the glint you saw in his eyes. Tsuntaro really was your wingman…

“Silver!” You ran up to where he was sitting and he stood up fast

“Hey, I didn’t know you were here.” He told you with slightly startled eyes

“Sit back down! I got both of us some food and…a surprise for you. You’re on break right?”

When he sits back down by your side, he nods.

You two eat the food before you wrap the plates up in their bag again

Silver, feeling sleepy, dropped his head on your shoulder

“Ah! Wait hang on, before y-you sleep…” You grab the hidden flowers from underneath a cloth and give it to him

His sleepy eyes widen, a pink bloomed on his cheeks

“For…me?”

“For you!” You blushed too, not knowing if he knew or reciprocated your feelings

“…White clovers, Gardenias, and white hyacinths…”

Mainly whites since you thought they matched Silver’s pretty white hair—Ack! Caught lacking again in front of the knight himself!

“Y-yeah! Picked them out myself! Thought they matched your appearance and how…how I think about you! Clovers because I think of you, gardenias cause you’re lovely, and hyacinths for prayers for someone or because you’re so lovely yet again!” You smile at the end, shyly looking away as his pupils dilate and his face becomes shocked

He blinks and smiles softly, taking one of the clovers and putting one behind your ear

“I think of you too.”

You’re so happy, you tackled him to the ground and almost crushed the flowers

Sebek Zigvolt

Bro would eat flowers if Malleus asked him too

Sebek is a sweetie, not everyone sees past the rough and loud exterior that he has but when you did, you fell straight down for him.

Well maybe not straight down, more like…someone entering shallow water for the first time. Carefully stepping in and then getting excited and diving all in.

You saw how Sebek refused gifts from his friends. How he was…quite determined to give the gifts back

Got pretty annoyed at the sharp toothed man for that…

Despite your sweaty palms, you decided to force a gift no matter what!

So, you decided to ask Malleus and Lilia if they could let Sebek have a single day off, you would do anything

They just laughed and said you didn’t need to

So, Sir Zigvolt got a day off! (He wasn’t happy at first but then you asked him “if he could be your knight for the day”, and with a scowling blushing face, he nodded)

“Hmph! If a lowly human like you needs my help, then fine! Only because Master Malleus Sama is not in need of me!”

You didn’t have classes that day so you spent some time with him just walking around the town with him

Panicking once the day was almost over and the sunset was blooming, you told Sebek to go to the bench that was facing the sky

You sighed out in resignation once you didn’t find anything you thought was special for Sebek…until you saw the flower shop

Going and picking the flowers, you exchanged money with the vendor before hiding them behind your back and going to Sebek

“Sebbekkk!” You nervously smiled at him

“Why hello again, what were you even doing taking so long?” He raised an eyebrow at you in suspicion

“W-well, I was trying to find something for you and I ended up picking these out for you!”

You held out a small bouquet of flowers. Dill, gladioluses, and Heliotropes.

“If you’re going to ask, yes. I know dill is also a herb.”

His eyes focused on the bouquet and then you in shock before his cheeks burned a red deeper than yours

“…You…powerful against evil, victory, devotion…Specifically picked out for…me?”

Dear sevens, as if he didn’t deserve it

“Yes! Do you…like them?”

“Do I have permission to touch you?”

That certainly startled you, but you nodded

He hugged you tight

“I…ahem…I guess I have feelings for you…human. May I take you out on a proper date next time?” He said in a soft and slightly hesitant voice

Nodding in happiness, you wrap your arms around him, hugging just as tight

@blues824 For Sebek lovers

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yuusishi · 2 years

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Vil x MC thoughts

Vil, staring at MC blushing: I can't believe I, Vil Schoenheit, fell in love with such a stupidly dense person.

MC in eye contact with Vil: lmao who're you crushing on

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x you #twst x yuu #twst x mc #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit x mc

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lorkai · 4 months

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*･゜ﾟ Three reasons to love him

*･゜A/N: This has been seating on my drafts for some time now and maybe it's just me being me, but I don't like how this turned out. But if I don't post this now then I'II probably never will tbh. Enjoy! @sweetbydarkness

"I don't understand how you can love someone like that," Epel said, leaning over the bed and pretending to vomit on the impeccably clean floor of his room. The topic of dating always reminded him of your poor taste in men, in his own words.

The boy tried to make a grimace, but the black mask that Vil had applied to his face a few minutes ago prevented him from expressing what he felt. He resorted to waving his hands frantically to release the contained anger within his small body. "This mask bothers my face, and he forces me to do this every day. It's ridiculous, he's ridiculous, and you're ridiculous too. Everyone is ridiculous!"

You pretended to be offended, rolled your eyes, and pushed him away with your foot. But Epel was used to dodging Rook's cunning attacks and dodged at the last second to the other side of the bed, smiling like a true idiot once he was out of your reach.

"Oh, the great wisdom of humanity, if you had kept your mouth shut during the selection, Vil would never have looked in your direction and decided to 'torture' you, abominable cave creature," you reminded him with a laugh.

The boy pretended not to hear you as he scrolled through posts on Magicam carelessly, holding back from scratching his own face and ruining the mask Vil had applied to him. There was no way he would go through that torture twice in the same night.

Finally, he looked up at you again, letting out a tedious sigh, wondering how you could love someone as strict as Schoenheit.

Epel couldn't even remember how it happened. All he knew was that he woke up one day and realized a special sparkle existed in your eyes and a smile on your lips every time the blond was nearby or when you heard his voice, or when someone mentioned his name. Love was a beautiful feeling, as his grandmother had told him so many times, and yet, he rolled his eyes trying to find a single good quality for someone to love his dorm leader.

In his perspective, his dorm leader was just a cruel tyrant. Schoenheit was always talking about beauty and effort, but Epel didn't care about any of that. The boy had more important concerns in mind.

Anyway, he hoped that you two would start dating soon so that he would have more free time to jump in mud puddles and challenge Savanaclaw students to a fight — or that's what he liked to think, as he preferred to forget that Rook would keep an eye on him.

"Aren't you going to confess?" He suddenly asked.

And you felt the wave of shame rise on your face as you remembered all the plans you had created and shared with him, seeking a second opinion. One idea was more cliché than the other, and after a while pondering more ideas, you convinced yourself that it was better to simply express your feelings to him face to face. Nothing was better than a sincere confession, in your opinion. That's what you had decided, yet you hadn't mustered the courage to confess to him.

And how could you? He was almost a god, and that look in his beautiful eyes could intimidate anyone. Beautiful lilac eyes that made you smile every time he looked in your direction.

"Aren't you writing a letter? Did you give up on it?" He laughed bitterly. He endured hours of suffering and torture listening to the silly content you were writing. Epel felt a vein pulsating on his forehead at the fact that you had chickened out, and your expression didn't help at all.

"Well, I finally don't have to hear oh perfect Vil, oh gentle Vil again. For the love of the seven, I wanted to eat lava and die if you read those lines to me again!" He laughed loudly.

You looked at him and narrowed your eyes as if that would make him explode. In your mind, he was exploding into a thousand pieces, but you took a deep breath and rolled your eyes again.

Epel was even worse than you when he had a crush. He talked about his beloved for hours on end with a silly smile on his face, but he also didn't have much courage to confess, and when he tried, he started shouting and blushing.

"I could list a thousand reasons why Vil Schoenheit is perfect!" You confidently murmured aloud. A foolish smile once again spreading across your face as your friend looked disapproving.

He waved his hand as if to shoo away an annoying fly and laughed condescendingly, prolonging his laughter to irritate you a little more. "I doubt it!" Crossing his arms, Epel looked at you challengingly. "Tell me at least three reasons why you love him."

"What an outrage!" You naturally mimicked Sebek's way of speaking as you decisively looked back at your friend. "How dare you question Your Excellency in this way? But very well, I suppose I can entertain you for now, ungracious human. Feel grateful to be able to hear the qualities of my good lord."

Heat rose on your face as you let your mind wander through your memories and shared moments with Vil. A nervous laugh escaped your lips as you imagined Vil's beautiful and intimidating eyes staring at you, a smug smile growing on his lips as he heard everything you would say about him.

And clearing your throat, you began to speak in an almost timid tone but gaining your usual confidence as you spoke.

"Well… You see, I love the fact that Vil is very diligent and responsible. He literally created a specific skincare routine for each student in his dorm, thinking about even those who have some type of condition or allergy. That takes dedication and a great attention to details, he takes good care of his underclassmen, you gotta give him that." You said, taking a few seconds to continue.

You thought about all the moments you witnessed someone running up to Vil to tell him about what they had achieved with the help and advice he offered, and how his eyes softened with genuine joy because of it. With Vil, it was always about the little things.

He was happy if someone had fixed their posture, spoken in public without stuttering, or tried his products even with a busy routine. And he always showed it.

Perfection begins with small steps, you remember him telling you one day, as he helped with your eyeliner.

"I understand it can be uncomfortable to be approached by him suddenly and have a bunch of products thrown into your arms while he says you need to change this or that, but it's his way of showing he cares, Epel." You laughed, recalling just hours ago when the lilac-haired boy sought refuge in your dorm.

And how later he was approached by a certain hunter and the queen barging into the Ramshackle and how he was dragged all the way through to Pomefiore. And you were brought along to keep Epel company during his routine. Your face heating again as you remembered Vil's soft fingers touching your face and the focused look on his face.

"Maybe you'll understand in a few years." Epel rolled his eyes at your remark. You were not that much older than him.

The boy wrinkled his nose, furrowed his brow, and looked away behind you as if he found the ceiling more interesting than the subject you were talking about. Epel decided to be a child and ignore you again, not that you cared.

"Well, if he didn't care about you or the other students, he wouldn't spend so much time working on things that could help all of you." You concluded, looking at your nails with interest instead of focusing on the sounds of Epel's disgusted reactions.

He leaned back, resting against his plush pillows, muttering something under his breath that you couldn't quite understand. More relaxed, he made a hand gesture for you to finish this torture soon.

"Two more reasons to go." He reminded you unintentionally.

You chuckled. "He's passionate about what he does." You let out an almost dreamy sigh. "Passionate about his work, either be his modeling or acting job, or making potions. Or doing anything really, even when doing the most mundane of the things he just has this focused look on his face that is so inspiring. And everytime I look at him I feel capable of doing many things, of exceeding everything I put my mind into. Do it makes sense?"

You paused, thinking about everything he had inspired you to do, even if he wasn't aware of it. Vil was a huge source of bright light shining endlessly, never allowing the darkness to get too close, he started to brighten your days every time he was around you and you were grateful to him for that.

You were grateful for every tip, for every smile and hug exchanged, for every joke and story shared, for him being there when you needed him. Maybe deep down he knew about your feelings too, preferring not to comment anything about it so as not to embarrass you since you weren't subtle about how you felt. And why should you? Love was a beautiful feeling, but so confusing and agitated.

It was love that you felt when you opened the windows and saw a pink sky announcing the beginning of another day, another day that you could see and hear him, his voice, his little humming, leaving extremely happy for whatever the day thrown your way. It was love you felt when you saw him acting, chills running down your back when a cold, calculating expression took over his face like a mask. If he had to be a villain, it must be a sin to be so beautiful acting like that.

"Earth to Yuu!" Epel's voice took you out of your thoughts, spread out on his bed and completely relaxed in his presence, he was playing something on his cell phone. "Last reason?"

You smiled. It was so obvious what the ultimate reason was after everything you'd been through here. "Because he's true to himself, even with all the criticism and nasty comments he receives daily, he's strong and I'm very proud of him. Do you think he would think that was weird if I told him? I mean, I see how he tries hard even if not everyone can see it and I wanted to say that what he does is enough. I wanted to say he's the best."

Epel held back a giggle, the same characteristic giggle he had when he was up for no good. You stared at him, not understanding why he looked so smug, not understanding why his giggles evolved into a loud laughter.

"I must say, Liebling, I'm glad to hear all this." A new voice joined the conversation and you cold tell that there was a smile on Vil's face from the way he sound.

He sounds so proud, so happy that someone appreciated everything he did.

Your soul seemed to have left your body at that very moment, slowly turning back to see Rook and Vil standing in the doorway. A quick wave of recognition passed through you, Epel knew they had been behind you this whole time! That was why he was looking back before!

You clasp your hands together, wanting nothing more than to grab a pillow and use it to beat Epel until it bursts. Fortunately, you resisted this urge, feeling your heart beat faster in your chest with each step Vil took towards you and Epel must have sensed your murderous tendencies, preferring to get away from you before you attacked him.

His smile, as you predicted, was beautiful on his lips and he seemed overjoyed to hear such genuine compliments, even though he was used to it. All the anxiety and fear of rejection you felt before seemed to melt away as soon as you held eye contact, nothing else existing but you and him. And Epel who eventually made gagging noises as the seconds passed and Rook who recited poetry about the obvious love that existed and was reciprocal between you and Vil.

"How much did you hear?" You decide to ask, deciding that you would declare yourself here and now, without caring about anything else. He was here, he was listening to you. There would be no better opportunity than this.

And Vil smiled that cocky smile that made millions of butterflies dance in your stomach, holding your chin between his fingers carefully. "I've heard enough, Liebling." He's close now, his lips brushing your sensitive ear. "Do you want to talk about it once your skin care is finished?"

You nod, feeling the force of a thousand suns shining over your head, over your skin. You feel warm, but it's not as uncomfortable as it seems, on the contrary, you feel a thread of hope growing in your chest, Vil's fingers making you smile as he carefully pulls the black mask off your face.

Being cared for and loved by him felt incredibly good. And you sighed when those expressive lilac eyes kept you captivated by his attention, feeling the cold cream being spread over your skin.

Rook and Epel's voices were like your own white noise, sounding so soft in the background like a song that you don't pay attention to the lyrics. Vil gently held your hand when everything was finished and you followed him without asking, letting him take you to his room so you could talk.

At least, at the end of the night, you had managed to tell him about all the other reasons that made you love him so deeply.

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #pomefiore #epel felmier #rook hunt #vil schoenheit #vil x yuu #vil x reader #vil x mc #vil schonheit x yuu #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit x mc #pomefiore x reader #fluff #happy new year

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schoenht · 7 months

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First off, CONGRATS ON 1K!!! I just finished the Jamil smau finally (i didn’t realize it was finished so I had some catching UP to do) and the ending had me 🥺💖

N E WAYS, could I request “muffin man” with Vil and Lilia? :0

↝ muffin man

characters: vil schoenheit, lilia vanrouge

note: OKAY THIS WAS FUN i cannot remember if i did lilia twice but oh well, here we are <3 i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing !!!

EVENT IS CLOSED!

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iameliseposts · 1 year

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Hi darling!!! idk the character limit but may I request for the dorm leaders confessing and asking reader to go on a date? I can just imagine them blushing with a boquete of roses or a plushie in their hands for reader! Hcs btw! So its easier for you! ❤️

Your writing is amazing and I hope you enjoy writing this request. You seriously deserve more love and support, dear 🫶🫶🫶

AWHH tysm Cherry! I swear you're too good to me!! This request was long, but amusing to write!

This ended up being longer than I expected, but we can just say it's a Valentine's fic hehe! I hope you enjoy!

Confessing HCs - Dorm Leaders

Riddle Rosehearts

The Unbirthday party went without hitch and it’s thanks to you

Heartslaybul was short on hands and Riddle didn’t think they could get all the preparations done in time

You had helped Ace and Deuce paint the roses; they wasn’t a single white spot

You had baked many desserts with Trey and man, were they delicious (yum!)

But what Riddle noticed most of all is that you always kept a smile on his face and now, he wants to bring one to your face forever

He had asked you to visit him in private in the rose maze after the Unbirthday party

You have arrived in the rose maze and met with Riddle, who looked nearly as red as the roses with his hands behind his back

Riddle stepped forward and held out what was behind his back: a bouquet of roses

“I grew these and picked them for you, so I would appreciate it if you would have a tea party with me. …Yes, I want to go on a date with you because I love you!”

Leona Kingscholar

Ruggie better not have had lied to him

Leona has no relationship experience and why would he? They’re just too much effort to maintain and deal with…

Is what he thought before he fell in love with you and you occupied his mind 24/7

Ruggie was the first to find out, not like Leona was subtle, and he offered his expertise (in exchange for a week’s worth of food of course)

A gift, Ruggie had said, everyone likes gifts

Make it expensive… or meaningful

Leona held his present as he laid back, waiting for you to arrive- oh there you are

You asked him what he was doing in Ramshackle, laying in your bed

He said nothing and held out his present; a stuffed lion all too adorable and cuddly, just like your Leona

“Yeah I bought it for you, so what? You didn’t think I could be this considerate? Well I can. If you wanna pay me back, meet me in the Botanical Garden. I’ll take you somewhere if you do.”

Azul Ashengrotto

And it's all planned out from start to finish

Of course Azul needed to plan out his potential date with you, what did you take him for?

First, you come to Mostro Lounge because he had already invited you, but he was already waiting by the Octavinelle dorm’s mirror

Because of some inconvenience, oh no, Mostro Lounge had to close early!

He wouldn’t mind taking you out and he’d gift you a little something something

But by the stars the day didn’t go as planned, as Azul stares at the storm raging outside and the rain violently slapping the outside pavement (damn, who pissed off Malleus for a storm of this size?)

A very disappointed Azul goes back to his Lounge, takes a seat at one of the chairs and buries his head in his hands; you weren’t even going to come, were you?

But by some stroke of chance, he hears the door chime open and your muttering, something about heavy rain

The cephalo-merman stands up in shock: could you steal his heart any more than you already have?

And now, he can finally give you his gift, a locket with both your initials engraved together

It wasn’t according to the plan, but Azul didn’t mind: the look on your face when being gifted the locket made everything worth it

“Wait, you actually came? Ah, I suppose that would mean that… you like me too? Of course, you coming here also makes you a customer. Order anything you like, for this was a surprise for you. Consider the locket and dinner a buy one get one free! Though I won’t make you pay for anything…”

Kalim Al-Asim

Parade for two, though Kalim prefers to call it a couple parade!

Kalim wanted to confess and be yours as soon as he could, so he asked Jamil about any confession ideas

To which Jamil replied to confess in his own way and left to do anything else

And so Kalim came up with his own adorable plan: he’d host a small parade for you and confess at the end of it

And one more present he’d make by hand!

You sat outside, behind the training grounds on a special seat Kalim designed and ordered for you

First came the horses, racing steadily forward; next came the peacocks flocking and spreading their feathers

Finally came the elephants and Kalim, looking somehow even more cheerful than ever

You gasped as you realized the elephants held a sign reading, I love you

One of the elephants pass Kalim a box with their trunk

“I’m so happy you came! Here, I made you these chocolates myself! I hope they taste good. And right, like the sign says, I love you! Let’s go hit up a party together, okay?”

Vil Schoenheit

Of course Vil was confident, who would reject The Vil Schoenheit?

And yet, Vil worried his feelings would go unrequited and he wouldn’t be able to give you his own heart

And so, he pulled all the stops

He could order something expense, after all he was a famous student actor and had the wealth for it, but he’d rather make you something by hand

Something meaningful, even more than ‘It's a Wonderful Life’

He couldn’t help it, his mind always came back to you whether he was acting, studying or anything!

You were like the Phantom of the Opera (except you’re so much more beautiful of course!)

Which is why he invited you to Pomefiore’s ballroom, the most romantic room in Pomefiore or even Night Raven College as a whole

Once you walked in the ballroom, the door shut behind you and the room went completely dark

You tried to feel around for a light switch, but a spotlight came into you and another one shined directly in front of you, on Vil

“My potato, you came into my life, as if you were a chaotic tornado. I have compiled a book filled with our memories to be engraved eternally in time. Would you create more mementos by my side?”

Idia Shroud

Can’t he confess through text? No? Fine fine…

He first thought sending you a confession text would be enough embarrassment, but now Ortho is telling him to go to Ramshackle and confess in person

Don’t get him wrong, he does want to confess to you romantically, but he doesn’t know how to

But then again, someone else butting in and snatching you away would be the bad ending

So, he’ll do it, for the completionist route (nahh he’s lying it's definitely 100% for you)

He marched- err, awkward stumbled all the way to Ramshackle dorm with a gift he made for you shoved into his hoodie pocket

He made a 3d projection of a Hell flower just for you!

He wanted to knock on your door, but his hand didn’t want to, as if it had a mind of his own

Yeah he just stood at Ramshackle’s main door trying to work his hands again

Fortunately, you came out and was met face to face with a red Idia

True ending achieved!

“EEP- Don’t creep up on me like that! Uh what am I doing here? Um well, I came to um- give you this projection I made and um- IwantedtotellyouIoveyouOKBYE-”

Malleus Draconia

This is a classic friends to lovers, isn’t it?

It was only natural for Malleus to fall in love with his one (and only, but that doesn’t make his Child of Man any less special!) best friend wasn’t it?

All the romantic strolls you’d have at night: walking together as he would talk about gargoyles being far superior than grotesques

And now, Malleus wants to keep strolling down life together with you

So, he decided to gift you a gargoyle to confess and celebrate the first step in your lives as one

He finds it the least he can do to the person he considers his rock he can depend on whenever his loneliness gets to be too much

You both meet up behind Ramshackle dorm at your usual time to go on midnight walks when he decides to put his surprise into motion

You meet up with Malleus as fireflies swarm the two of you, almost as if pushing both of you closer

With a snap of your Tsunotaro’s fingers, a stone gargoyle magically appears within thin air

You could tell he chiseled it by hand and my, was it beautiful

“Why, of course I’d give you a gargoyle. You must be aware of the feelings I harbor towards you. This gargoyle and my heart are yours. Should you return my feelings, I shall gift you any wonders of this world.”

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hxjikonn · 1 year

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Beauty and the Beaten up potato

Vil Schoenheit x Troublemaker!Reader

Synopsis: Vil with Yuu/MC/Reader who’s a careless troublemaker and gets into fights all the time. (Reader is GN)

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“Ah!” you hissed as the cloth touches your wounded cheek, Vil rolls his eyes “Quit whining…it’s your fault you got yourself beaten up…” he says with a lingering annoyance in his voice but still tries to be gentle as he cleans the nasty looking cut on your face

“God…this is gonna leave a ugly scar” he mumbles in frustration, (you’re going to have a SCAR on you’re pretty face) the thought pains, angers and disappoints him, he made that apparent by shooting a glare at you as he puts down the cloth to go get stuff to dress your wound

You only replied with an amused chuckle, you’re used to this by now since you two have shared numerous occasions like this before, “This isn’t funny potato.” He snaps while applying a gauze pad on your cheek, eye brows threaded together. “Remind me again, Why do you constantly want to get hurt??” he asked sarcastically while securing the gauze pad.

Smiling, you put your hand on top of his and kissed his palm softly, “ ‘cuz I know you’ll be taking care of me afterwards” you joked, earning a “are you serious” look from Vil. You laughed and kissed his hand again, hoping it’d ease the tension a bit

He turns around, cleaning up the mess but also hiding the fact that his cheeks tinted pink from your actions, sighing “Well I’ll have you know, when you stubbornly keep ignore my warnings about your rough housing habits, I will no longer aid to you after you get beaten into a pulp.” That was a lie, he did it in attempt to get you to stop getting into trouble so much. Call it tough love.

“Really? You’d really leave me to die?” You asked in an exaggerated dramatic way, “Oh please” he scoffs at your question, as he puts away the first aid kit in his bathroom. “My queen no longer cares for me ack!” You said clutching your chest and shutting your eyes as if you were hurt, while trying not to laugh at Vil’s reaction

“You’re bad at acting potato…” he cringed, shaking his head as he approached you again. “Teach me then” you chirped looking up at him, “So what? So you can get into more trouble?“ he replied pinching your cheek

“So I can spend more time admiring you” you cooed flashing him a soft loving smile, earning a soft laugh from him as he cupped your face gently in his hands “Sweet talker” he said grinning at you, you inched closer and pecked his lips “You love it though” you giggled

He groaned in amusement, pulling you closer to him, not minding if his clothes get ruffled in the process. His softly planted a kiss on the crown of your head, “I love you” you whispered to him, “if you really love me you’d stop getting me worried about your stupid pretty face getting punched…” you laugh at his remark

“Promise me you’ll still take care of me if I do though” you negotiated, he rolls his eyes and rested his chin on top of your head “fine.” He agreed, though he wasn’t going to stop taking care of you either way, he doesn’t to admit it yet but he’s down bad for you..

His little troublesome potato.

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A/N: aaaaaaa this is my first time writing a fic on tumblr 😭 bare with my plain layout I’m still trynna figure out how to make it look aesthetically pleasing 💀

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luxthestrange · 1 year

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TWST Incorrect quotes#344 Mi Amor

In PE...Rook was hit in the head by accident by a certain someone one...which left his brain with slight amnesia...turning him from a Frenchman to a... Spanish-man...so when he saw you fussing over him to take care of himself and sit down...it was love at first sight...

Yuu*sighs with relief seeing he seems to be following the pen and asking him how many fingers they holding up*

Just then, Rook grabs you and yanks next to him before performing a series of complex Spanish dance moves much to the confusion of the 3rd years, He swings you from side to side and then holds you in a proposal-like way

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Rook: Venga conmigo, Mi Corazón! Le enseñaré las maravillas de la bosque, y juntos con nuestro amor venceremos al mal! (Come with me, My Love! I will show you the wonders of the forest, and together we will defeat evil)

You are very flattered... Just then, Vil, arrive much to Your's relief with the healing potion

Yuu: Vil!*frees self from Rook's grasp and runs over to Vil to hug him* Vil: Come on, My dear let us fix him before he...does that again*Referring to the dance* Rook: ¡La Reina! (The Queen!)

The SHEER confusion of the class...

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bisexualoftheopera · 11 months

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Villains are better

- Vil Schoenheit x f!reader, featuring an OOC Neige LeBlanche

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"Vil! Help!" I cried out as I ran to him. "What the-? What's happening?" He asked as I hid behind him. "Some Royal Academy kid is insisting I'm his one true love and he's been following me around! Please help me," I said, holding onto Vil.

"My love, there you are!" The Royal Academy boy said from behind me. I yelped and moved to get away from him. Vil turned and saw the boy who I told him was following me. "Neige." He said, his voice flat. Seems they know each other. "Oh, hi Vil. Nice to see you. The girl behind you is my one true love and I've come to get her," Neige said. "She's hiding from you, so I doubt she wants anything to do with you," Vil said, clearly irritated with Neige. "Well, she'd never want to be with you. You're a villain!" Neige said laughing, "So hand her over Vil, we both know the hero gets the girl." Who does this kid think he is!? Stepping out from behind Vil, I start shouting: "First of all, I don't believe in one true loves and second, even if I did I would choose Vil a million times over before I even considered looking in your direction! You're nothing more then some self-centered prick!" I grabbed Vil's hand and stormed off leaving a shocked Neige behind.

Stopping by the greenhouse, I let go of Vil's hand. "Are you okay?" I asked him. "Well... yes. Just a bit... shocked," he said, looking down, "No one's ever said that about me." "They're blind then. You're much better then him," I state. Laughing, Vil pulls me into a hug and pressed his face into my hair. "You really are something Y/n," he said, his words slightly muffled by my hair. "Vil, I can't breathe!" I tell him, trying to break free from his grip. "Ah, sorry." He said, letting me go. "Hey, Y/n? Did you really mean what you said? That you'd choose me a million times?" Vil asked, his eyes boring into me. "Well, yeah. You're really nice and helpful and you-" Vil cut me off, "Can I kiss you?" I froze. "What?" I questioned, did he just? "Can I kiss you Y/n?" He repeated. "Yes," I said, staring at him. Leaning down, he tilted my head up a bit before pressing his lips to mine. His eyes flutter shut for a moment before he starts to pull away. Grabbing his shoulders, I pull him back and kiss him again. Vil gasped, slightly startled, before kissing me again. Pulling apart when the need for air became apparent, we stood in silence. Vil spoke first, "Would you like to go out with me Y/n?" "I would love too Vil," I said, a smile on my face.

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#vil schoenheit x mc #vil schoenheit x yuu #vil schoenheit x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x mc

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alucztive · 1 year

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hello! could you do a headcanon on a male reader who is small but actually can tear the whole school down if he gets mad? I was thinking of Leona, Jack, Vil, Sebek, Epel and Idia but you can do it with whoever you want if none of them pleases you :)

Male!Reader who is small but can actually tear down the school if he gets mad

ft. Leona, Vil, Idia

my first twst request! it’s a lil short since i haven’t have time to read twst story so maybe ooc.

No warning.

Male reader : He/Him pronouns.

The male reader is often underestimated due to his small size, which he uses to his advantage when dealing with others. However, when he gets mad, he becomes a force to be reckoned with, with immense strength and magic abilities that can tear down the school.

Leona Kingscholar

• One day, the reader loses his temper and almost causes a disaster at the school. Leona witnesses the incident and is shocked by the reader's strength, but also concerned for his well-being.

• Leona initially becomes interested in him because of his strength, but he quickly realizes that there's much more to the reader than just his physical abilities.

• Leona approaches the reader after the incident and offers to help him manage his anger and strength. The reader is initially reluctant to accept his help, but eventually agrees to work with him.

• As they spend more time together, Leona and the reader grow closer. Leona helps the reader to channel his strength in a positive way, and the reader helps Leona to see the world in a new light.

• The reader's strength is not just physical, but also emotional. He have a deep well of resilience and empathy that Leona comes to admire.

• Leona and the reader's relationship is not without its challenges, but they work through them together, building a strong and lasting bond.

Vil Schoenheit

• Vil is naturally drawn to the reader's strength and finds it fascinating. He enjoys seeing the reader unleash his power and finds himself getting intrigued by it.

• When the reader gets mad, his magic abilities become unstable, causing a ripple effect that almost resulted in the destruction of the school's infrastructure. Vil finds this aspect of the reader's power thrilling and enjoys the chaos it brings.

• The reader's small stature often causes others to underestimate him, but Vil knows better than to make that mistake. He respects the reader's power and enjoys pushing him to his limits.

• Despite their power struggles, Vil and the reader share a deep connection, which neither of them can deny. They are drawn to each other like moths to a flame, and their passion for each other is undeniable.

• When the reader is not angry, he is incredibly affectionate and clingy towards Vil. Vil finds this side of the reader endearing and enjoys indulging him.

Idia Shroud

• Idia is initially wary of the reader's power, but as he gets to know him, he becomes fascinated by him. He finds the reader's strength and unpredictability thrilling and enjoys the challenge of trying to keep up with him, if he can.

• The reader's power struggles often lead to tension between him and Idia, with the latter trying to keep the former under control. However, deep down, Idia enjoys the chaos and the challenge of trying to control the reader's explosive temper.

• When the reader is not angry, he is incredibly affectionate towards Idia, with a soft spot for him. Idia finds this side of the reader endearing and enjoys indulging him, even if he knows it's a weakness.

• Despite their power struggles, Idia and the reader share a deep connection, with Idia drawn to the reader's passion and strength. He sees the reader as a kindred spirit and enjoys spending his time with him.

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hanchette · 1 year

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄, 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 : ( twisted wonderland characters )

a/n : hello anon! im glad the scenario were of help to you! i could only do 4 since it's the general character maximum i can do! much love <333 take care of yourself!

consist of : comfort, fluff, angst, established relationship — tw: after an attempt

𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐌, “tell me..” kalim mumbles through your neck, his fingers intertwined with yours, there's a wet spot that's beginning to form on the silky covers. “y/n.” he breathes. it shakes. a man like him who wears his heart on his sleeves, left petrified on the door of your room and as your name left his lips, never have you heard your own name in such horror—kalim, who used to call you with so much joy, couldn't even scream at that moment. “tell me you don't want to leave.” he hiccups, “say i am enough to make you stay. i know it's not true, but please just say it.” and your heartbeat lies in sync with his.

𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐓, “vil, why do you stay? ” perhaps it was a signage, that question that's laced with self-consciousness hidden under the pretense of curiosity. he should've known, he could've read further. saved you from your own thoughts, now here he weep with the blame seeping into his every vein. perhaps it's the unstable emotion that cradle him knocks rationality out of place, but he couldn't help it, not with the situation at hand where he just cries with you. his hand rubbing your left wrist, dragging it to his lips. “because you're here.” his hair is a mess, his posture trembles, but none of it matters, “i'm here, so could you please stay a little bit longer?”

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀, mighty, unyielding, strong, are the many words that describe malleus draconia—the supposed heir of the briar valley, expected to never break but how could he? you could be addicted to a certain kind of sadness, one that could call your name left and right as it slowly swallows you whole. “that human child whom you are giving your heart to, my dear, has dipped their hands further down. if you don't let go of them, you'll drown with them.” he knows, malleus knows. as he stares at you, your eyes blank until realization hits. the prince rushes to your side, shouldering you as he reassure you—or is it him? “then let me drown, for i cannot bear the thought of them suffering alone.”

𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐄, caress your cheek as his face soften more and more at the realization that slowly kicks in. “y/n?” and his voice comes out of a sweet whisper yet the clear urgency in his tone becomes obvious. he panics but does not show- there's franticness that itches at his very skin but lilia drowns it all down. you need him. you need him. you need him. lilia tells to himself, swallowing the pain that strikes him as he comforts you, “honey? shhh it will be alright. c'mere. ”

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bnuuys-writing · 9 months

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Chapter One. The Castle Within The Fog.

HERE YOU GO VIL SIMPS! The first chapter of Howl's Moving Castle Vil x F!Reader!!

I am having fun making this, it was a little hard to start but WE GOT THIS! I hope you enjoy reading the first chapter!

TW: Creepy men, self image issues

-Bnuuy Out!

The fog was dense upon the hills, rolling over shepherds and their sheep, edging them back home towards their farmhouses as something waltzed within its secure density. Hissing, thumping and whirring could be heard through the fog, for it could only hide but not mute the sounds of a moving castle. Specifically, Vil Schoenheit’s moving castle. For everyone knew about the Sorcerer’s moving castle, and wondered where his loyalties were during these troubling times. Yet, no one could ever tell the proper story of Vil’s Moving Castle, only rumors fluttered about him and his mysterious ways.

You sighed as you looked out the window, watching plumes of black smoke roll past your window as a train passed by your quaint little shop. Or at least the shop you work in currently, weaving and decorating hats for the world to buy. A single wish always being pushed into the hat by your words, of how beautiful it will be, or that the owner will love said hat forever, or even in some cases; that whoever purchases this hat will find their true love. You always thought pushing these little wishes onto the hat would make the owner a little more happier with life, for you were certainly lacking a bit.

“Y/n! We closed up the shop a little early! Why don't you come to the festival with us?” One of your coworkers piped up, looking into your little room filled with hats and decorations. A small smile was on her face as she looked you up and down from where you were sitting and tilted her head. Of course, all these women were absolutely beautiful, having grown within their respective middle aged lives, and they seemed as if they hadn't had a care in the world; As if, they themselves, had no insecurities for who they are or what they looked like.

“No, thank you though. I should probably stay here and finish this hat. You go on and have fun.” You replied, smiling at her as you returned your gaze back to the hat within your hands. It was the perfect shade of pink, with a violet ribbon wrapping around the middle of it, where you were sowing in red berries with a few leafs upon it, and one beautiful pinecone. Whoever purchases this hat will be the finest lady come wintertime. You could hear all the voices of your coworkers speaking, how they were all ready to go and how excited they were until one piped up about seeing Vil’s castle within the rolling hills, hidden beneath the fog.

You gaze tore away from the hat once more as you looked outside your window. No more black smoke clouding your gaze as you looked off into the hills that were encased in mountains behind them and within those hills; There it was. Vil’s Moving Castle. So far and small, you could barely see it within the fog but with certainty, you could see its spindly legs moving back into the fog to hide away from the warplanes flying above. Although you tried to ignore it, you could hear your coworkers speaking about Vil Schoenheit.

“Did you hear about Fartha, the girl from South Haven? They say Vil tore her heart out!”

“Now I’m too scared to go out!”

“What? Well don't worry! They say he only preys on pretty girls!”

You could hear their giggling and you could only sigh, rolling your eyes as you returned to the hat within your hands. WIthin the next minute, you could hear the bell at the front door ring, then a click. Signaling that the women of the shop have all left to go out and have some fun within the parade, the festival, the goodest of all times for there was tension peace between the two countries. One wrong move and there will be a whole war breaking out. You only sighed as you looked down at the hat in your hands, wondering what else could be placed upon the lonesome looking hat before shaking your head. You had plans that you needed to follow through on.

Grabbing your hat and making your way to the nearest mirror, you tried smiling, flaunting off the pale hat with only a few buttons on the top, draped in a pink ribbon, yet nothing seemed to work. A part of you telling you it wasn't worth it, that you didn't look pretty nor good enough. You hated this part of yourself, as you seemed to cover your eyes with the hat, having pulled it down hard over your head as you began to make your way out, adjusting the hat as needed. It wouldn't matter anyway, because you didn't want to get stuck within the crowd, you traversed into the empty alleyways of the streets.

You could hear the loud fanfares of the trumpets, of the drums and the marching of the soldiers, the cheering crowd, and the humming engine of the tanks rolling by while the warplanes flew overhead, bearing the flag of your country. Yet, you refused to be out there within the crowd. Holding a piece of paper of where you were destined to go, you looked up every once and a while just to stop and see street signs, passing the occasional guard as well and ever seeming to rush by them with a startled gasp. You never wanted to be left alone with a guard, and you wished that your luck would deliver you unto the cafe you were supposed to meet your sister at.

Yet, your luck couldn't have been any worse.

Glancing up from the paper, you immediately took a step back as you looked up a little higher just to see a guard leaning on the wall, effectively blocking your way from passing forward. Alarms began to ring within your head as you stared up at the unfamiliar man who just seemed to smile down at you, something behind his eyes screaming interest towards you.

“Hey, it seems like a little mouse has lost its way.” He started out, trying his best to act suave towards you. Yet, you were not having it as you became more uncomfortable by the fact of this man keeping you here within this lonesome alleyway.

“Oh no, I'm not lost.” Your voice wavered slightly as you took another step back, trying to keep yourself distanced from the guard leaning on the wall only for another to appear at his side.

“This little mouse looks thirsty, we should take her for a cup of tea.” By now, the two guards have completely blocked your pathway, both smiling down at your form as you seemed to become even more unnerved. There was no one to hear your cries for help if you did even try.

“No thanks, my sister is expecting me.” You lowered your head slightly, trying to keep the fear within your eyes hidden as you just stared at the wall behind them. You didn't dare try to meet their gaze again as the other guard seemed to lean over just to inspect you, getting close and personal.

“She’s pretty cute for a mouse…” He spoke out, smiling at you as you disregarded any eye contact with him as well.

“How old are you even? Do you live around here?” The first guard spoke once more as they both took a step forward to get closer to you, in which you could only respond by taking a step backwards, pulling your arms closer to your chest as you kept your head down.

“Leave me alone!” You blurted out, trying to sound like stone. You tried to save yourself from the misery of this ending right here. You needed to escape, or just to run, there was no one to hear you.

“You see,” The first guard spoke up, laughing over at his buddy. “Even your mustache scares all the girls.”

“So? I think she’s even cuter when she is scared!” As the both of them turned their gazes back to you, evil glints within their eyes as you knew you were a goner now.

“There you are sweetheart, sorry I'm late. I was looking everywhere for you.” Almost like a calling from the divine, a gentle grasp wrapped around you as if you were being wrapped up within a warm blanket. Something- No, Someone, was here to save you! Feeling the hand on your shoulder, and you being pulled closer to the chest of the man saving your life, you could only tense up with your shoulders rising and a look of shock spreading on your face.

“Hey, hey! We were busy here!” The first guard spoke up, clearly irritated by the fact that this stranger appeared out of nowhere only to interrupt the time with you. The hand slid off of your shoulder as now the forearm was resting on it, for whoever this stranger was; they seemed to make it look exactly like he knew you. You were grateful for the help to get these goons away from you but now you had another issue at hand. How were you going to repay this man for the help he is offering you?

“Are you really? It seemed to me that the two of you were just leaving.” With the hand that was once resting on your shoulder, and with a flick of the finger. The two guards seemed to straighten out and with another flick from this mysterious man's finger, they began to march away from the two of you as the man dragged his hand off of you and into the direction that the guards were going. Then, once more, his hand returned to your shoulder. Relief seemed to sap its way into your muscles, for the fact that this man had saved you from two people that most definitely shouldn't be guards. The man finally spoke up once more as you glanced up at him finally. “Don't hold it against them, they’re actually not all that bad. Where to? I’ll be your escort this evening.”

By the heavens above, this man was gorgeous. With beautiful blond hair that faded into a lilac purple, let loose and letting those beautiful locks rest against his shoulders. Clearly, this man was not from here by the way he dressed, yet he did have a taste in fashion. What you couldn't deny were his beautiful lilac eyes that seemed ever happy to see you, as if they had a secret within them that you had yet to discover.

“Oh! I'm just… Uhm- Going to the bakery…” You answered out, baffled about how gorgeous this man looked in front of you. As the man leaned a tiny bit closer to you, you could only lean backwards slightly to avoid any accidents that could have possibly happened.

“Don't be alarmed, but I'm being followed. Act normal.” What was normal when such a handsome man just saved you and is now escorting you to the bakery you were going to meet your sister at? With one hand cradled to your chest, and the other now wrapping around the man's arm as he gently led you down the alleyways to the bakery. Unbeknownst to you, black slimy goop figures began to appear out from the walls, yet the strangest thing is that they were all wearing hats!

More began to appear behind you and then in front of you, as they seemed to look at your general direction and follow the both of you. Fear bubbled up within your stomach yet this stranger seemed ever so calm! How could he be so calm?!

“Sorry, looks like you’re involved.” This man whispered out to you as you could only gasp in alarm, clinging tighter onto the man's arm as you two ducked into a separate alleyway, causing the two opposing forces of goop men to slam into each other. Though, with reinforced goop men in front of you and more behind you, they began to charge forward to where you stood with this mysterious man. Yet, you were now running with this man towards the figures at the end of this alleyway.

“Hold on!” Within seconds, you felt an arm wrap around your upper waist and at the last second before you two were smashed into the goop figures, you both seemed to jump as you were now soaring through the air. Anxiety and filled with fear, you clung onto the man who could only smile down at you, one of his hands holding onto yours while the other still held you close to him by your upper waist. “Now straighten your legs and start walking.” His voice was so smooth as you did as he told you to do. You… You were flying! Floating? Walking on air?! You didn't care, you were above the crowd and you were walking through the sky!

Delight, yet fear bubbled through your system as you couldn't believe it! Both hands clasped around his own, you were left in a state of surprise you didn't know how to even react to this moment! Who was this person, and how could they have such great magical talents?!

“See? Not so hard, is it?” The man spoke out once more, chuckling at your surprised reaction as you continued to walk with him through the sky. With a synchronized step, you both stepped on top of a pointed roof that was in the shape of a ball, and propelled yourselves forward. “You are a natural.” He stated out, looking at you with a pleased expression in which you could only look back at him and smile, a feeling of reassurance flooding your system as you were no longer feeling anxious.

The crowd didnt even seem to give you two a glance as they continued their merry way of parading through the festival. Though, the bakery was coming in sight as the strange man landed on the hand railing as he lifted you up ever so slightly just to sweetly and delicately place you onto the balcony. Everything seemed so surreal, that you could only just stare up at him in a mix of awe and confusion, your cheeks dusted pink as you were also a bit sheepish to have been escorted in such a way by a strange, magical, not to mention; a very handsome man.

“I’ll make sure to draw them off. But wait a bit before you head back outside.” He smiled down at you as he slowly slid his hand out from holding yours as you could only stare up at him with that same expression. One filled with so much awe, and you could feel your heartbeat pounding against your chest. With a nod of your head, a small ‘okay’ coming from your mouth, he seemed ever pleased by your reaction.

“That's my girl.”

With that, the man jumped backwards off the railing, floating downwards into the mass of a crowd. Yet, when you looked over the railing to try and find him again, he was no longer there. As if he were a figment of your imagination.

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twstjam · 11 months

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I thought that this cropped screenshot of a convo with one of my friends looked like an incorrect quote/meme template so I edited it into a few scenarios

POV: your bestie Cater is about to set you up on a blind date

Alternate POV: your bestie Sebek is about to set you up on a blind date with his boss who is a celebrity and heir to a rich family but you are somehow blissfully unaware of this fact and your life unknowingly turns into a romcom

Alternate POV 2: your bestie? friend? acquaintance? colleague? do you even know this guy? is about to set you up on a blind date with someone who turns out to be a fucking supermodel

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writingfool001 · 1 year

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Tomboy Dressed Up (Part 2)

Author’s Note: Vil's part has been finished, had to remember and add somethings to it since my stupid doc didn't want me to have all of the fic.

Request: Yes by anon

Remember that fic about a tomboyish fem s/o dolling up? May I request that but with Cater, Rook, and Vil?

Pairing: Cater, Rook, & Vil x Female S/O

Warning: Implied female, Pronouns You/Your, cliche stairway entrance,

Cater

He was fixing his tie and smoothed out his jacket, looking at his appearance in the mirror. He fixed any small creases that he knew his sisters would badger him about. He kept an eye on the time before walking out of your shared bedroom and sat down on the couch. Hearing the chime of this phone, he answered it to see it was a text from his mom double checking that he knew where the wedding was happening.

One of his sisters was getting married and of course, he was invited and asked if you wanted to be his plus one, which you agreed to. You’ve met his family a handful of times considering you both were busy with your life together. One day, you both were having an at home date before he got a call from his sister. After greeting his sister and asking if you were available. Cater glanced at you, fully absorbed in watching the movie, and said you were busy, yet he spoke loud enough for you to hear whatever his sister was going to ask you. His sister asked if you would come or maybe be a bridesmaid, and he repeated the question, directly asking if you were interested in being his sister’s bridesmaid. Cater knew you weren’t a big fan of dresses and didn’t want you to have to suffer under his sister’s wraith, but it was your decision. Looking at you, waiting for an answer, and saw you shake your head before telling her that he would run it by you, even though he was going to text her later that you weren’t interested, but would attend the wedding with him.

Later, you both got your invitations and saw what the color scheme was as well as the dress code was. Nothing that would outshine the groom or bride. Cater decided that he was going to wear a simple yet stylish suit and when he asked about what you were wearing, you showed him what you were going to wear.

Hearing the bedroom door open, he looked up to see you step out and did a double take to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. You were in a beautiful dress and he stared at you with an astonished expression. When you asked if this was alright, he didn’t answer you and only kept staring. This was different from what you would usually wear, and he wasn't complaining. It wasn't until he felt your hand under his chin and looked up to see you smiling. He smiled and stood up before asking for a twirl then cheered you on. He wrapped his arms around you and showered you in kisses, causing you to laugh. You had to pry his arms off of you so you both could make the ceremony before you both got in trouble. Throughout the entire time, he would whisper cheesy compliments to you, something he would do throughout the day.

“I might have asthma because every time I look at you,” He smiled brightly, as you both danced at the reception, and kissed your cheek lovingly.

“What am I going to do with you?” You let out a small dramatic sigh and kept dancing with him.

“Love me forever?”

Rook

He happily chatted with other guests and told them a story causing them to laugh as Rook took the opportunity to look around the hall, taking in the scenery. It was filled to the brim of dressed guests socializing and dancing.

It was a party at the museum that Rook was working for, he asked if you would come, which you agreed to. Revealing that it was a formal event, he reassured you that you didn’t have to wear pants before you told him that you would take care of it. Even when you both went shopping, he would suggest combinations of shirts and pants as well as footwear as he looked for both of you.

When the day of the party came, Rook called to tell you at work that he wouldn’t be able to pick you up before the party and was apologizing as he was on his lunch break, heading home to pick up his suit. You reassured him that you could catch a ride with one of his coworkers, a close friend of you both, and meet him there.

When he went back to your shared place, he decided to be nosy and look at the outfit you had set aside. He smiled at the simple suit that complimented his before leaving behind a piece of your preferred jewelry with a sweet note then left to head back to the museum.

Sipping the champagne provided, he looked around again before noticing your familiar face and the smile on his face turned to an awestruck as you walked down the stairs, looking around for him. He took in the beautiful sight of your dress and your appearance, he felt he was falling in love with you all over again, and had a small blush spread across his face when you winked at him after spotting him in the crowd. He set the champagne glass down on a passing waiter’s tray before slipping through the crowd to meet you at the bottom of the stairs.

Once you both met in the middle, he kissed your hand before giving you a gentle kiss, not messing up the small bit of makeup you had on and showered you with compliments. He asked where the dress came from and listened as you told him that you went out by yourself to buy it and kept it at a friend’s house, to not ruin your little surprise. He rewards you with his hearty laugh and another kiss before complimenting you for getting past the hunter. He offered his arm to you before escorting you through the crowd and headed towards a group of friends.

“No set of jewels could compare to you, my love.”

Vil

Vil watched as the crowd of familiar and unfamiliar faces interacted with each other before moving his gaze to his father, laughing, while surrounded by some old friends of his. Vil sipped his drink as he checked his phone to see if you texted him yet.

His father tended to have two different birthdays each year, one with all his old friends and one that he spends with Vil. This year, he decided to have a bigger party with his friends and asked for both Vil and you to be there if you both were available. You’ve met him a couple times while dating Vil, a very loving man and someone Vil looked up to. You would occasionally spend time with him while Vil had to take a call or answer some work stuff while you two were visiting him.

When Vil heard about the semi formal dress code, he wanted to help figure out what you were going to wear to elevate your gorgeous appearance. You both would have scope through both your closets to come up with an outfit or an idea. You both came up with a compromise on both parties, Vil didn’t want to force you into wearing something that you would feel uncomfortable in. You both went shopping, mainly to figure out what to get his dad, and you both would go separate ways to do your own thing. He browsed around for some potential gifts for his father before you met up with him to eventually come to a final decision.

The week of the party, you both went a couple days early to spend time with him as well as to help if you could. You both stayed at his house because he didn’t want either of you to waste money on a hotel when you could just stay at his house. On the day of the party, he was woken up to hear his phone ringing and begrudgingly answered it to hear his agent apologizing for bothering him on his time off. She told him about a photoshoot needing a replacement for Neige and it was nearby his father's house. Vil debated about it before sighing and told her to send him the address. His conditions were to only be there for a couple of hours before hanging up. He let out a tired sigh before glancing at you, sleeping peacefully while wrapped up in the comfy sheets. He kissed your head before getting out of bed to get ready then gave you one more kiss before leaving the room. He informed his father of a last-minute gig and he would be back in time for the party.

By the time he came back, he immediately went upstairs to change and put on some makeup before joining the part. He was greeted by some of his father's old friends and talked to them for a while. He looked around for you, but you were nowhere in sight. He asked his father if he had seen you, only to be told that you went on a quick errand to grab some extra supplies. Vil was tempted to go find you, but decided to wait. instead.

As he listened to someone telling a story, he overheard your laughter and turned his head to see you, entering the party with a box of wine. What made him do a second look was the outfit you were wearing. A formal dress with some jewelry, something different from what he thought you were going to wear. He excused himself before making his way over to you, noticing someone was getting too friendly with you, and quickened his steps towards the open bar.

Once he enters your peripheral vision, you smiled and greeted him, causing him to smile and give you a kiss on the lips, silently showing this person that you were taken. He apologized for leaving you this morning and leaving you alone. You reassured him that it was fine before he asked where you found this dress. He was surprised to hear that you found it while you both went gift shopping and had it shipped here so he wouldn't see it beforehand. Such a sneaky sweet potato. He gave you another kiss before you both heard his father calling both of your names, to see him surrounded by some of his old friends. Vil offered his arm to you before carefully leading you towards him and reassured you that you would be alright.

"Promise not to drop me?" You asked, as you walked in heels.

"Only a fool would drop a woman like you, dear." he reassured you.

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