#🕯️Vil

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bottom!ftm Vil x top!masc reader

☆ AFAB Language Used ☆

CW: Manipulation, Praise, Dacryphilia

Vil is a hot topic on social media now, there are dozens of posts all showing various images of Vil in his daily life ranging from normal to inappropriate, they're photos that definitely don't come from a fan. They're too personal, it's clearly a stalker. A majority of people are sympathetic for him but some think he's releasing the pictures for more fame.

He's been distressed and afraid for weeks now and there still aren't any suspects. As the closest person to him, you've been staying with him through all of it. He's started to rely on you heavily.

"I'll keep you safe." "I love you." "I'm the only person you can trust."

Were words that Vil heard on a daily basis, the comfort he gains hearing them never diminishes despite how often you say it. He trusts you and all he wants is to stay with you forever.

He stopped going outside completely, opting to order food and groceries instead of leaving the house. All he needs is you and basic necessities anyway.

"You're gorgeous." You whisper, cock buried inside him as you press kisses along his naked body while he cries. He broke down after seeing another picture of him on social media, a picture of his bare back while he showered. He needed comfort, and you taught him that sex could give him all the comfort he needs. "I love how pretty you look when you cry." You kiss his cheek. Vil whimpers, loving how you compliment him. "But I hate why you're crying...We'll find the culprit, I promise." You kiss his forehead, causing Vil to break down into sobs. "I'm so sorry." You hold his hand tightly as you slowly start to fuck him.

Vil lets out sweet moans in between sobs, holding your hand just as tight. "I love you.." He whispers.

"I love you too." You lick his tears. "More than anything." You bring him into a passionate kiss.

As you're kissing him, you rub his clit and help bring him to an orgasm. He likes being overstimulated until he can't think anymore so you keep going, fucking him faster. He'd rather be brainless than think about the creep who's been watching him. You pull away from the kiss to look at his expression. His eyes are shut tight as loud moans slip out of his mouth. Vil gets his thoughts and the air in his lungs knocked out of him by each thrust. He throws his head back as you hit his g spot, his moans getting even louder. You're sure the cops that watch his place every night can hear him.

You warn him that you're about to come just before doing so, filling up his warmth with your seed.

Even when he finds out you were the culprit. You were just trying to get him away from the cold, cruel world and keep him away from bad people. It's not wrong, Vil reasoned, you just care for me a lot.

[prefect-of-memes]

Imagining Vil singing through the halls about yearning for his love. I could see it. 😌🥰

I don’t know why, but the face and vibe are similar. 🖤💜 xoxo YOHIO 🕯️🧛🏻🕯️

[shiny-jr]

my toxic trait is that i would let soft yan vil (unhealy) obsession when it comes to me, maybe even encourage it (LMAO SORRY 😭😭)

also can i be🕯️anon? i'm also the anon who wrote the "I LOVE YOUR SOFT YAN VIL FICS/THOUGHTS/BRAINROT" and the "transform your works into flowers if magic exist here" ask (just letting you know)

Simp.

Sure, you can be candle anon. I actually remembered who you were now after the clarification. Good to see you back.

[muraenide]

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character. → { NO LONGER ACCEPTING } 🕯️ :) — @pomfiores

There are very few things on land I could respect, but Rook's undying admiration of Vil is something I often find laudable.

Perhaps it would be incorrect to place the credit on Rook. Vil is someone deserving of respect no matter the person in question. Rook merely picked well on who he was willing to follow.

Back when I briefly infiltrated Pomofiore for a picture with Vil as Azul had instructed me to do, I gradually come to acknowledge that not everything I said at that time was an attempt at flattery.

I suppose you can say that I envy the relationship Vil and Rook has. To love a person so unconditionally; it's a feeling I would like for myself some times, if only to explore how it feels like to put someone else's happiness before oneself. I wonder if this is the kind of love between the princes and princesses often described by the fairytales on land? If that is true then it is frankly eye-opening for me. I doubt I would ever find such a depiction of love in the Coral Sea. We simply placed too much value on survival and strength. Love was not a topic widely discussed until the Mermaid Princess' story took flight among merfolk we began growing curious about what life on the surface is like.

I recall one time Rook made a joke about me possibly being sorted into Pomofiore instead of Octavinelle. I know, I know. It's likely that he is just making an off-handed comment, but were I to be truthful to myself, I do wonder how differently things would have gone if Rook and I had switched places. We are quite similar, after all, yet quite different. Rook is more forceful and assertive; I am gentler and far more willing to take a softer approach, even if I am also capable of the opposite.

I will never forget overhearing the conversation between Vil and Epel before I left Pomofiore. I am surprised to hear that Vil genuinely would have kept me if it was within his ability to do so.

Ha ha ha. Am I slowly but surely exploring the idea of genuinely leaving Octavinelle?

No, of course not! I have been dutifully faithful to Octavinelle and I intend to do so until the end of my third year in Night Raven College.

I've wasted so much time stopping and thinking. I have a meeting with Azul in an hour.

There is no time to fantasize about the many what-ifs in the world. I have Azul to attend to and to satisfy, just as Rook has Vil. I will be an asset to Octavinelle as long as Azul needs me.

[damianwaynezine]

🎨 Artist Spotlight: Vil 🎨

Our last but certainly not the least spotlight shines on Vil! Their breathtaking art can light even the darkest of places. 🕯️ 

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Q: Favorite Damian moment / thing about Damian?

Vil: Everything, but especially his suits and the pets

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Bowing Down

Vil grants you a wish

Bottom!FtM Vil x Top!Masc Reader

{Request} | AFAB Language Used

CW: Masochism, Dom/Sub, Cunnilingus, Nipple Play, Orgasm Denial, Riding, Creampie

📝 887 Words

Vil sits on his throne, looking down at you with a smile. "So? What do you want?"

Vil gave you a gracious reward for your good behavior this week, you're allowed to ask for one thing. "Can I eat you out, your highness?"

He smirks, taking his pants off and tossing them to the side. You bite your lip, he's wearing the lacy pink panties you bought him.

You kneel down in between his spread legs and pepper kisses along his legs and thighs, making sure not to leave marks and sully his perfect body. You move to his sex, leaving a kiss on his clit before moving down to lick his clothed pussy.

Vil lets out soft moans, twitching as you push his underwear to the side and touching him raw. You stick your tongue inside his warmth, tasting him before lapping at his wetness.

He quickly works the rest of his clothes off, tossing them elsewhere and playing with his nipples. Vil rolls his head back, pulling and twisting the soft pink buds as you stimulate him downstairs. He moves his boot to your crotch, almost crushing it before allowing you to rut against it like you normally do.

A sharp moan escapes Vil's lips when your tongue moves to lick his clit. You push two fingers inside him while lapping at and sucking the bundle of the nerves. You curl your fingers and push against his g-spot, pleasuring it repeatedly.

"Yes- yes-" He gasps, rolling his hips and pinching his nipples. "Fuck~" He breathes out. You hump his shoe desperately, the both of you reaching your peaks.

A loud and pretty moan leaves his soft and pink lips. Just as you feel yourself getting close, he moves his boot away and denies you of an orgasm. It's for the better anyway, you're not allowed to come without permission.

You pull away and look up at him for what to do next. You watch as he takes a few moments to catch his breath, chest rising and falling as he calms down.

"Again." He orders.

He doesn't have to ask you twice, you're already diving back into his wet cunt and licking up his cum. You tune your ears to the sound of his beautiful and enchanting moans, your tongue returning to explore his insides further.

"Mm- yes~ keep doing that-"

You stick your tongue deep inside him before fucking him with it, your thumb circling his clit.

You can feel him pulsing around your tongue, already close from how sensitive he is.

"Fuck~" He breathes out, body trembling. "Yes- yes-"

Vil arches his back and comes again. "Mm...Good boy." He mumbles. "Pick me up.."

You pick him up and sit down on his throne when he tells you to with him sitting on your lap. He rests his head on your shoulder, rubbing his wet cunt on your clothed hard-on while he regains his strength.

He peppers kisses along your neck and all over your face, leaving soft lipstick marks on your skin.

"Can- can I come? Please?"

Vil stops his movements and slaps you, knowing you like it. He cups your cheeks in his hand, his sharp nails almost piercing your skin. "You already know the answer. Be patient."

You moan and apologize, your voice breathy.

Vil gropes his chest while resuming his grind on your bulge, teasing and tempting you with his body knowing you're not allowed to touch him.

To Vil, you look like a salivating puppy being denied of a treat. He takes pity on you. "You can touch." He brings your hands to the small, soft mounds on his chest. He kisses you sensually as your hands get to work on the treats presented to you.

You roll your thumbs around his hard nipples and Vil grinds down harder on you. He pulls away from the kiss, smirking at the transferred lipstick on your lips, and pulls your pants down to free your aching length.

He pushes his thumb against tip, smearing pre-cum all over it and making you whimper. He chuckles gently, letting go and lifting himself up by your shoulders. Vil sinks down onto your length and you come as soon as you bottom out.

Vil moans softly. "Couldn't wait, hm?" He kisses your cheek. "It's okay, you can come as much as you like now." He wraps his arms around your neck and bounces on your length.

You watch him, mesmerized as he uses you like a toy. Your eyes can't help but wander down to his stomach, where your cock creates a clear bump in his stomach. And down to where the two of you connect, your cum being sloshed around as he rides you.

Vil points his finger on your chest, lightly dragging his sharp nail up neck and to your chin, lifting your head up to look at him. "My eyes are up here."

You hold his breasts in your hand, squeezing and playing with his nipples while maintaining eye contact.

Vil moans. "Close-" He slows down, rubbing his clit and rolling his hips. Feeling him squeeze you as he comes is more than enough to make you pump your load into him a second time.

He wraps his arms around you and rests his head on your shoulder. "Clean me up."

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Don't Tell Me The Camera's On?

Bottom!FTM!Vil Schoenheit x Top!Masc Reader

[Series: LGP!, S!YOC] | AFAB language used

Contains: Semi-Public Sex, Recording, Degrading

Words: 1,260

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The director for an upcoming movie casted Vil as the main character along with you as the love interest. You and Vil didn't get along well but that's what makes the casting so good.

The movie is about two rivals falling for each other and the real tension between the two of you is why the director chose you.

Vil was okay with it, albeit annoyed, until the director told him about the sex scenes. He's never done an explicit scene before, let alone had sex at all. He doesn't have the time to engage in pointless activities, at least that's how he views it.

The director was willing to make the scenes less explicit for Vil's comfort, thankfully for him.

So the only thing he had to worry about was not killing you on set.

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Some of the scenes were so intense and sexual that it frustrated Vil. He started to actually find you attractive, making the scenes even more realistic.

Vil's character was supposed to fall for yours first and so far it was affecting him out of character.

It got worse when you and Vil were arguing about his uncharacteristically poor line delivery, he was so nervous about the up coming sex scene that he missed the proper queues. Even if it's not extremely explicit he still has to be in very close proximity to you and even make out with you.

He was trying to defend himself without saying why but it was such a weak argument on his side that it sounded like he was arguing just to argue.

The director decided to end filming and left the two of you alone to argue about whatever comes to mind.

The two of you eventually stop arguing, both of you out of breath and tired of the pointless argument. You stare at him as he tries to calm down, an odd urge to kiss him creeps into your mind.

You grab his collar and slam your lips together, roughly and messily kissing him. He stays in shock for a moment but kisses back and lets you lead him to the couch.

Neither of you notice that the camera was accidentally left on.

You pull away from the kiss and look down at his flushed and lustful expression with a smirk on your face.

You whisper taunts into his ear as you unbutton his shirt, your cool breath hitting his ear and the tone of your voice gave him chills.

Vil grinds against your clothed dick. "Shut up," He says breathlessly. "And get my pants off already."

"Quite the needy one, aren't you? This desperate from just a kiss." You smirk, unzipping his slacks. "Perhaps you were hoping for this?"

Vil glares at you. "Don't flatter yourself."

"You already doing it for me." You run your finger up his wet underwear. Vil shivers and shuts his mouth. "You want me this bad?"

"...No! I just...I just need you to finish what you started. Okay?" He swats your hand away and pulls his underwear off. "Get on with it. Though I doubt you'll even satisfy me."

You laugh, unbuckling your belt and pulling your pants off. "We'll just have to see, won't we?" You pull your underwear down and let your hard length flop out.

"Shit." Vil mutters under his breath.

"Why don't you open yourself up for me?" You grin and bring his hand towards his sex. "It'll hurt otherwise."

Vil looks at you with disdain but complies, knowing that if he tells you to do it you'll say something smart.

He closes his eyes as he fingers himself, ignoring your burning gaze. Vil purses his lips when he hits a certain spot, almost tempted to moan but having no intention of embarrassing himself any more than he has.

"You're so obedient, sweetheart." You muse.

"Shut up." He pulls his fingers out. "Get on with it."

"So impatient." You tease and ease yourself into him.

Vil gasps and covers his mouth, he wasn't expecting the stretch to be this difficult.

You pause. "Too big for you?" You grin.

"I've taken bigger." He lies. "It's just been a while."

"Really?" You ask, unconvinced. "You act more like a prude virgin to me."

"Shut up."

"My apologies your highness." You wink, gently pushing yourself further in.

Vil covers his eyes with his arm, breathing heavily as you continue your entrance and eventually bottom out.

"Damn," You breathe out, finally reveling in the feeling of being inside Vil. "You feel amazing."

Vil laughs haughtily. "Did you expect anything less?"

"Of course not. You know I'm always so rude to you but," You lean into his ear. "You really are a gorgeous piece of work, Vil." You nip on the outer part of his ear.

Vil shivers. "Don't...Don't say that." He says shakily, his cheeks red.

"You prefer being degraded then? I assumed you preferred to be worshipped, what with you acting like a princess all the time." You grin and pull his head back with his hair, Vil's mouth hanging open slightly. "I'll keep that in mind though."

Before Vil can say anything you begin thrusting into him, knocking the thought out of his head.

"Fuck, listen to yourself. You sound like a dirty whore, moaning so loudly just from my cock."

Vil moans and blushes harder. He can't think of anything to say since you're fucking him like there's no tomorrow.

"Fuck- fuck~!" Vil rolls his back when your grip on his hair gets tighter. "Gon- gonna fuck- fucking rip my ha~ hair out~!" Thankfully they used Vil's real hair for the role, meaning whatever wig they could've used is safe from your death grip.

"I'll keep it as a memento from when I fucked your slutty little pussy." You make a particularly hard and deep thrust to emphasize your words. You let go of his hair and flip him over before pulling on his hair, forcing his head upwards as you fuck him faster, harder, and deeper.

Vil's mouth stays wide open, constant pretty but slutty moans leave his soft lips. "Yo- you brute-"

"You like it though, don't you? I can feel you tightening around me, your pussy's begging for more. More of my cock."

"Don- don't flatter y- hh~ yourself~! Ah-" Vil arches his back as a sudden wave crashes down on him, squirt gushing down and onto the couch.

"Your pretty cunt is doing all that for me, princess." You grin, thrusting into him a few more times before pulling out. Vil feels weirdly upset when he loses the feeling of you inside him.

You turn him around. "Mind taking care of it?" You lift his chin and imply that you want him to finish you off.

Vil frowns but jerks you off to completion. When he looks up at you with an incredibly sexy expression you almost burst right then and there.

"You better not do it on my face." Vil warns. "Tell me when you're about to finish."

You brush his hair out of his face and smile. "You'd look so cute with my cum on your face though."

Vil looks at you sternly.

"I won't." You promise.

You warn Vil before you come, his hand catching your spend.

You and Vil get yourselves somewhat presentable so you can go take a shower without any odd looks...or criminal charges.

You glance over at the director's camera and decide to double check something you failed to earlier. "Oh."

"What?" Vil turns to you then understands. "Don't tell me the camera's on?"

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Masterlist: Twisted Wonderland + Obey Me + Stranger Things

Twisted Wonderland

Rook/Leona: Right to Some Fun

Vil

Don't Tell Me The Camera's On

Bowing Down

Malleus

Tamagotchi Deal

Idia

Shrouded in Fantasy

Secret Online Life

Obey Me

Leviathan

Overstimulated

Beelzebub

Don't Play With Your 'Food'

Lucifer

Lucifer's Toy

Stranger Things

Steve

Magic of the Wand

Cocky Little Puppy

Blood

LVP

Staring

Eddie

To be of Service

Jam Session

Jonathan

Break

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bottom!ftm vil x top!male!monster reader

[event request] | afab language used

cw: dub-con, objectification, predator/prey, corruption, monster fucking, creampie

Vil trips over a rock and turns around to face you, accepting his fate. It's over. He looks up into your monstrous and lust filled eyes, fear and arousal pooling in his stomach. The desperation you feel for him is painted on your face, you look like you want to eat him alive. You probably could if you wanted to. You rip off his clothes in two swift movements. “Gonna be my new toy.” You unsheathe your huge length, scaring your prey even more.

“It- it won't fit-” He looks at your twitching cock nervously.

“I’ll make it fit. Whether you like it or not.” You lift him into the air and sink him down onto your cock. His mouth hangs open, choked out gasps leaving his pretty lips. Tears fall from his eyes as you force yourself inside his tight warmth. His abundant amount of slick helps ease your way into his small cunt.

It doesn't take long for Vil to start enjoying this. You're hitting all the right places, he couldn't pretend otherwise even if he wanted to. “Such a good cocksleeve..” You groan. “So tight and wet for me.”

Vil shivers and moans happily. He didn't know something like this would feel so amazing. He hopes you never stop. He hopes you stay true to your word and keep him as your toy forever. He lets out a cute moan and rolls his eyes back as he comes, squirting on your length. You keep going, not worrying about him at all. He’s your cocksleeve after all, his feelings don't matter. He can't think at all anymore, his moans are too loud and he feels too good to form a proper thought.

You start to slow down as you reach your peak. Vil can tell you're about to come and he’s never been so excited to get creampied. You bring him down as far as you can before pumping him full of your load, a mindless grin growing on his face. He can't wait to spend the rest of his life like this.