#get it vil!!!! insult them in style!!!!!!

[cloudcountry]

oli!! congratulations on the 1k <3 for the event I would like to vil + sit on his lap?) or vil + lap jeje idk I just want to sit on his lap and talk?) XDD, well take care and let's go for the 2k ^^/

aaaa thank you!!!! <3 my first thought was doing vil's eyeliner bc YK "sit on my lap and do my eyeliner" but i know he would NEVER let someone else do his eyeliner sigh.

so instead, you're taking his makeup off. C:< onwards to 2k!! thank you for your support anon <33

VIL SCHOENHEIT + LAP (1k event details)

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Pomfiore dinners were always a hassle.

You’d think the dorm with someone like Vil at its head would be calm, but with all the preparations required to make the dinner go perfectly, it was anything but.

As if that wasn’t enough, Vil's morning alarm didn’t go off and he didn’t have time to go on his morning run. Just when you both thought he couldn’t get more thrown off his routine, it suddenly began to rain. Silently cursing whoever had angered Malleus as thunder rumbled in the distance, you and Vil had to take shelter before heading back to Pomfiore.

By now, Vil was ready to sleep.

And so you tug him over to his vanity and sit him in front of the mirror. He doesn’t protest when you climb into his lap, nor does he push you away when you start to remove his makeup.

“There you go, beautiful.” you murmur, gently massaging the make-up remover balm into his skin.

He hums at the gentle caressing of your fingers as they map out his features, and his relaxed state makes you happy to serve him.

Is this what it means to be a queen?

“Thank you, dove.” he sighs, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“No problem.” you whisper, and you wrap your arms around his middle.

He lets you kiss the juncture between his neck and shoulder before he tells you to get off his lap so he can wash his face. You, as always, are happy to serve.

[bunni-v1]

Can I please request a reader that has been so traumatised by what’s happened in the Scarabia book that they actively avoid the entire dorm and have Ace and Deuce as their guard dogs (I love those two and I really love how you wrote them as the readers protective besties during the Malleus break up fic). Like how would Kalim, Jamil and Adeuce react to that?

I find it really cathartic when I read fics that have the characters feeling guilty after what they put the reader through whilst the reader is getting support from their friends.

(Something I’m really salty about in twst is how no one ever holds the overblots accountable for what they’ve done. I full on agreed with Ace when he told Riddle that crying wasn’t going to erase all that he did before the overblot and I literally fell in love with him when he punched Riddle after he insulted us/Yuu/the player. I understand that those boys are traumatised and are in desperate need of therapy and overblotting was the only way for their problems to be solved but the treatment they inflicted on Yuu/us was downright hellish. Azul made us homeless and tore us away from the only family/comfort we had in twst (the ghosts) and then sent the tweels to terrorise us in our attempts to reclaim said home and free our friends from servitude; Jamil kidnapped us, hypnotised us, locked us up in a room against our will, isolated us from Adeuce and took away any contact we had with them, forced us on long marches in the dessert and turned a blind eye to our clear suffering during that time; Vil acted like a literal demon to not only us (and then almost made my Deucey cry) but everyone else as well and that was before he decided to try to murder an innocent teenager. Like why does no one understand just how much this can damage an actual child who has no magic and has been stripped from their home and family?)

Reader Terrified of Scarabia After Jamil’s Overblot

TW: PTSD; Mental Breakdown; Disassociation; Mentions of Abuse; Kalim and Jamil are tragic

Info: Ace, Deuce x Reader (platonic or romantic); Kalim, Grim x Reader (platonic); Jamil and Reader (neutral)

🍓I love requests like this tbh. My own OC sorta has her own grapplings with this stuff that I like to touch upon, and I’m excited I get the chance to talk about it here :) THIS IS LONG AS HELL BTW(like this intro here lol). I had a lot of fun writing it :))) I added a cute, shorter little grim part, because our little guy deserves more lovin’ than he gets. I also decided to do a cute little (read: long) intro, and then head cannons since you didn’t specify for either. I hope you enjoy this style, and I’m sorry for the wait <3

You had been through… a lot in your time at Night Raven College. Being thrown into a completely different world would’ve been enough, but it seems that the great seven thought you needed some extra troubles. You weren’t sure how you could’ve encored their wrath, but you were, and you were chugging along despite it all.

First was the attack from the phantom in the mines — something that should’ve been foreshadowing for what was to come. You didn’t even do anything to be in this position. It was Ace Grim and Deuce, but you got dragged into it all because you were “Grim’s keeper.” You managed to befriend Ace and Deuce though, so it wasn’t so bad.

Second was Riddle with his unending temper and strict rules. Despite everything telling you to just stay out of it, your good-natured heart just couldn’t stop you from helping Ace and Deuce. Nearly dying in the process, you managed to help Riddle and made newfound friends in Heartslabyul. 

Third came Leona, the selfish, stuck-up, lazy no-good prince of the Savannah. You knew he was trouble from the start, and you wanted nothing to do with him or his little lackey Ruggie. Then he hurt Trey, and you couldn’t stand by while he reigned terror on the school. He was a favorable ally to gain in the end, so you could dismiss his actions so long as he kept in his lane.

Fourth was Azul, another student you figured would cause you trouble. With the extra scary Jade and Floyd always tailing him, and that too buttery sweet voice of his, you were determined to keep your distance. Again, however, your friends were in trouble and you couldn’t help but help them. Azul was a broken person, and you could sympathize with his struggles. He even gave you a job at the lounge to help with funding yourself, so he couldn’t be all that bad.

You’d come to dislike the other house wardens out of principle. A pattern had emerged among them, and you weren’t going to fall victim to another horrific overblot. You still had suction cup-shaped bruises on your arm from Azul’s breakdown. Leona had given you more than just a nasty burn from the scalding hot whirlwind of sand he conjured up. The scars Riddle left behind on your face and arms were healed, but they still ached when you touched them. All painful reminders that you could not truly trust anyone here, that anyone could lose control of themselves and hurt you. Yet…

When you met Jamil in the kitchen, he seemed so kind to both you and Grim. He seemed so genuine and honest. Maybe it was wishful thinking, or maybe it was you missing your friends, but you wanted to trust him despite your gut feeling to be distrustful. Could everyone here really be that bad? Certainly not. Ace Deuce and Jack went here as well… so surely… surely…

The alarm bells didn’t ring at all during the dinner, and Kalim — despite everything you’ve been through — seemed so nice, if not a little overbearing. You could see the tiredness on Jamil's face, and you had the kindness in your heart to express your sympathies. And oh, Jamil so humbly assured you that he was fine. Filling your head with little half-truths and ideas that Kalim had been overworking not only him but the other students. That he had been acting “off” as of late.

You saw Kalim’s sudden shifts in personality. How he would be so sweet, so kind and soft. How he made sure you were enjoying yourself, made sure you ate to your heart's content, made sure you were comfortable in your uniform and your sleeping quarters. Then he would be yelling at everyone, demanding unspeakable exercises and work.

If Ace were there with you, he would’ve called bullshit. Still, you trusted Jamil to start. You actually believed he was kind and had good intentions. You believed that Kalim was the real evil here.

Then he wouldn’t let you and Grim leave, and the students were suddenly so aggressive toward you. He took everything you had and stripped you of your dignity and pride until there was nothing left but fight.

Truly, you didn’t realize it was him that was the issue until he was over-blotting in front of your eyes. It wasn’t an unusual sight to you at that point, you’d defeated multiple overblots and befriended these people. You don’t know what it was. The way you’d trusted him. The fact that you felt truly alone without Ace and Deuce. This one broke you…

You just didn’t feel a damn thing after he was saved. You felt no pity, no joy, no relief. Absolutely nothing, an empty void in your chest. Even as everyone around you celebrated, there was nothing. You stood watching everyone parade around with glee blankly, unable to speak to anyone around you. Just listening to the voices that had begun to mesh together.

You didn’t show anything until Ace and Deuce showed up. Something about their faces, the way they were looking over you, the way they seemed so scared for your wellbeing… it made you cry. It made you cry and cry and cry until you couldn’t make any noise and then you cried some more. They had to drag you away from everyone because you just couldn’t quite stand upright when Deuce would try to get you to walk away with him…

The days after were blurry. You remained holed up in your dorm, unable to really move from your bed. Ace and Deuce stayed in their own separate room next to yours. You could hear them talking through the walls about how worried they were about you, how angry they were at Jamil, how angry they were at themselves for not getting there in time to help you. If you’d had the energy, you would’ve scolded them for being so hard on themselves, but you could hardly speak in the first place.

They cared for you as best as they could. Deuce attempted to cook the recipes Trey sent him over magicam, making sure you ate and stayed hydrated. Occasionally you’d hear Azul downstairs, and Deuce would give you something nice from the Monstrolounge — free of charge, he promised. You could tell that he wasn’t sleeping much in his worry over you. 

Grim remained at your side as loyal as a dog and boasting that he’d keep you safe, but you knew he was scared too. He proclaimed that he would keep you safe, but you could feel him trembling at every sudden noise. You had to comfort him from the horrific nightmares he was having. That was okay, though, he was family and you were his.

Ace was the only one who really kicked your ass into gear. He’d tug you out of bed and into the shower as people began to return from winter break. Made you go on walks around campus to show you that you were completely safe. Eventually, he’d been able to get you to visit Azul to thank him directly for his kindness. He wasn’t soft or gentle with you, that wasn’t in his character at all, but he made sure you felt safe enough to return to classes before they started.

They both worked hard to help you recover, but you were still so afraid…

Ace

-Ace isn’t exactly the most comforting person, and he never claimed to be. 

-He’s not good at reassuring people, but he’s good at being honest, and if he was being honest he knew that you were safe around him and Deuce.

-He walks you to and from classes, spends most of his nights in your dorm doing whatever the hell you’d like him to do without complaint, distracts you when you’re freaking out, and most importantly keeps that snake as far away from you as possible.

-If he was being honest with himself, which was his whole thing, he didn’t really get your reaction to everything. 

-You’ve all been through this before, it's textbook at this point. A guy does some shady shit, a guy gets caught doing said shady shit, a guy overblots, and you defeat a guy with the power of friendship. Boom. Done.

-He’d get it more if you were completely alone, but grim and the octanivelle freaks were there! Kalim too, and he’s always seemed pretty nice. Not the best company, sure, but still you had people helping you out.

-When he looks at your face and sees how tired you are, he forgets the logical stuff. All he can hear are those horrific sobs you let out when you saw him and how you nearly ripped his uniform in half with how tightly you were holding him and Deuce.

-If that was too much for him, he can’t imagine how badly it must’ve felt for you. How bad it must still feel.

-So screw what he thinks, he’s gotta make sure you’re taking care of yourself.

-He doesn’t ask you how you’re feeling, he knows it's not good. He focuses on keeping your mind off of everything that might trigger you.

-Reroutes your paths to classes to avoid Jamil and Kalim completely. Sure it’s longer and more annoying, but it's better than you going dead silent and shutting him and everyone else out again.

-He does everything in his power and you’re doing so well… and then the VDC happens. 

-You’re given the title of manager and you’re forced to be around these people who terrify you. 

-Vil won’t budge on anything and sevens Ace wishes Rook would let him try out a little target practice with the (illegal) bow and arrows he’s got in his room.

-He keeps himself between you and Jamil at all costs. He won’t let Jamil bother you at all, not that he was trying in the first place.

-The real issue is Kalim, which sounds crazy, but it’s true.

-Kalim is so… forceful. A pretty strong word, but honestly the only one Ace can think to use.

-He’s really nice, really sweet, seriously such a good guy… but you’re still unsettled by him.

-There are several times during practices that Ace has to yell at him to just leave you alone.

-Sure, it gets him a pretty big scolding from Vil, but he couldn’t care less honestly. He doesn’t wanna risk you having a panic attack because Vil doesn’t wanna be a responsible leader.

-You confide in Ace a lot. How you really want to move past all this, but Crowley won’t provide you with any form of therapy, and you’re just not ready to forgive Jamil or Kalim for what happened.

-He won’t tell you this, but hearing you talk like this breaks his heart.

-You’re normally so strong, so brave, so confident… and now you’re absolutely broken.

-He’s proud of you for putting on a brave face to placate Vil, but he’s angry you have to.

-Surprisingly, though, you do begin to warm up to Kalim. Just a little. 

-It's only when Ace, Deuce, or Grim is around, but it's a really big step forward in his eyes.

-You’re getting back to where you used to be little by little.

-He still won’t give you or Jamil the chance to reconcile, but you honestly couldn’t be more grateful for that.

Deuce

-Deuce is incredibly different from Ace in how he handles everything.

-He’s a delinquent, sure, but he’s a Mama’s boy at heart. Therefore, he’s much more equipped to help you emotionally through all this than Ace.

-Where Ace is the harsh pushing force to keep you going, Deuce is the calm where you can rest and cry your heart out for as long as you need.

-As I mentioned, he makes sure you’re eating and drinking and at least speaking to someone.

-He asks Trey for recipes without leading on to what’s going on and asks Cater for advice on helping someone feel safe after a traumatic experience.

-It’s not subtle, but it helps.

-He handles making all your meals, even though he isn’t the best cook, he absolutely puts all his heart and soul into everything he makes.

-A good portion of his days are dedicated to cooking for you, and he gets pretty damn good at it by the time classes start up again!

-With Sam’s shop closed, he has to go into town to get the ingredients he needs, and then he has to spend hours preparing and serving the food.

-He watches you eat, encouraging you that everything is safe and that he made it all by himself by hand. 

-He doesn’t question why things ended up this way for you, he wonders how can I help?

-And he does help, a lot, more than just with food.

-Sometimes, late at night, he hears you crying alone in your room. He gets up from his own bed, quietly enters your room, and holds you and grim while you both tremble in fear.

-It makes him so mad. Mad that this happened to you. Mad that Jamil did this in the first place. Mad that he couldn’t help more than he already is. 

-Like Ace, he accompanies you to all your classes and makes sure to stay close to your side if any Scarabia students are around.

-He’ll go anywhere you need him to, and if you’re not comfortable being alone and he’s got plans, you’re invited to join him. No matter what anyone else thinks.

-Things get better little by little. You make strides in your ability to be independent again and you’re smiling and joking around like you used to. You even agreed to try out for the VDC with him and Ace… a big mistake.

-He didn’t expect to actually get in, let alone get in with Jamil and Kalim. If it were just that he could’ve been civil, but no, you had to be dragged in too… because that’s always how it works out.

-He has to hold himself from getting in Jamil’s face more than once because just him looking at you is enough to send you into a clear panic attack.

-Deuce does his best to comfort you between all of this, though. Being your shoulder to cry on and trying his best to be your protector… it's just hard. Hard to see you like that, and hard to keep his cool for your sake.

-It's worse with Kalim because both you and Deuce know he means well. You both know he wants to reconcile, but you’re not quite ready.

-Deuce helps the confrontation with the two feel a bit easier though. He acts as a mediator between you and Kalim, and eventually, he’s proud to say he helped you trust Kalim just a little bit.

-Jamil… both of you could use some work, but Deuce is more willing to hear you out on him than Ace is.

Grim

-Grim was there with you the whole time. He understands the fear you’re feeling deeper than anyone else.

-He could just tell something was wrong the second he saw your face. Despite all the celebrations, he was focused on making sure you were at least a little okay.

-He tried to talk to you, tried to make you feel okay, but the only comfort he could offer you was letting you hold him while you cried.

-He could still hear your cries, and they made him want to cry too. He almost did, but he was your guard cat — he had to be strong for you.

-Unlike Ace and Deuce, he never left your side. Not a second. He was there with you from the moment you were unwittingly kidnapped to the sleepless nights in your dorm to the horror of finding out you’d have to work closely with Jamil for the VDC.

-He made his distaste for him very known, sure to make a snarky comment at least once every time he saw him. 

-It was so bad, at one point, that Vil had to give him a stern talking to. He didn’t stop regardless.

-You are Grim’s best friend, the only family he has, and Jamil hurt you in unspeakable ways. He couldn’t just sit back and be okay with that.

-He’s really such a good guy.

Kalim

-Kalim means well. With his whole heart, he has the best intentions… just not the best execution.

-See, he didn’t notice initially that anything was really wrong the whole time.

-He didn’t suspect Jamil at all. In fact, he thought that you were really enjoying your stay in Scarabia, you seemed so happy and chatty up until Jamil flipped things on their head.

-Call him air-headed, but he was caught up in his own whirlwind of emotions at the time. You know, the whole betrayal of his supposed best friend took a toll on him too.

-It wasn’t until you were sobbing your throat raw that he realized something was really wrong.

-The look of sheer terror on your face when you made eye contact with him sent shivers up his spine.

-He knew that look. He’d worn that look on his own face too many times as a young child.

-Believe it or not, without Jamil’s intervention, he knew to keep his distance. He knew he had to give you time to adjust.

-Then a few days turned into weeks and weeks turned into a little over a month, and he had hardly seen you around campus.

-You are avoiding your normal route to class, and when he did see you he was also greeted by the harsh glares of your good friends.

-He understood if you’d never want to talk to him ever again, honestly. He couldn’t blame you. You were more headstrong than him, after all.

-Still, when the VDC came around… he was hopeful. Truly he was hoping that something would give.

-He would talk to you in hopes of showing you that he meant no harm, but Ace or Deuce or even Grim would shove their way between the two of you.

-Several times Jamil had to tell him to knock it off because “It’s not worth forcing.”

-Still, he wanted you to know he felt bad. He felt horrible.

-In a very un-Kalim-like move, he quietly asks you if you can speak with him. Alone. But in a crowded enough area that you wouldn’t feel threatened.

-He didn’t expect you to accept it, he wouldn’t have blamed you at all. But you said yes. 

-You showed up, with Grim by your side, which was fine. He earned some apologies too.

-He poured his heart out to you, apologizing for things that he couldn’t even control. In turn, he listened to you rant about how scared you were, how angry you were, how you wished you were any of these things.

-And after that, things improved. Slowly, but surely. You became more comfortable around him, and you spoke to him again.

-Sure, you wouldn’t be caught dead at one of Scarabia’s parties, but you considered him a friend. 

-That’s all he could ask for.

Jamil

-Jamil is the monster in your story. 

-He’s the evil guy who kidnapped, manipulated and lied to you.

-He’s the one who used his misplaced anger as an excuse to hurt others.

-He’s the boogyman who made you endure days of long and hard training, just because he could.

-Of course, he felt bad. What he did was unspeakable, but he was more concerned with how his reputation would last after the overblot.

-More concerned with it not getting out for the safety of his family.

-Even with you sobbing, he just thought you were being dramatic in all honesty. You have a reputation already, he knew you’d been through this whole thing before.

-It didn’t really strike him how badly it affected you.

-He didn’t notice how you switched paths, how you were never in the same area as him for long, and the glares of your friends never once phased him.

-Even Ace’s snarky comments during basketball didn’t bother him for a second.

It wasn’t until he accidentally bumped into you in the hallway, and he saw the look on your face that he realized.

-The terror in your eyes, the way you shrunk back as if he would strike you. It was the same way his parents acted around the Asim’s.

-If he were a more insane man, he might’ve found it liberating, but it wasn’t.

-He had become what he hated to you, he had done what he hated to you. 

-Jamil was not only your monster, but he was his own.

-He steers clear of you and keeps as much distance as possible for both your sakes.

-He couldn’t handle someone looking at him like that, and he was sure you couldn’t handle the sight of him after what he did.

-Still, this is NRC, and luck is never on anyone's side here.

-Both of you are forced into a position where you cannot escape the other, you have to learn to live with the awful pits in your stomachs.

-He keeps Kalim away until you both are on good terms, then he simply watches quietly.

-He won’t apologize, he won’t antagonize, he won’t speak unless spoken to.

-You two never truly recover your small lasting friendship, but you do make amends with each other.

-During the trip to the scalding sands, you get to meet Najma, whom he’s confided in about ‘accidentally upsetting a classmate’.

-You get to have a good talk with her, and it makes you really realize some things about Jamil.

-You realize he’s just as broken as you, just as tired as you, and that he feels the most immense amount of guilt for hurting you.

-You, being you, find it in your soul to forgive him.

-Nothing really changes between you. The guilt is still there, and the fear still shakes you to your core, but you both have closure.

-In a situation like this, closure is the best grace a person can ever have.

[yuusishi]

Hello, I hope you're having a great week. Could I request Vil, Malleus, and Leona being carried bridal-style by their tiny yet powerful s/o?

. . . TINY MENACE

pairings : Vil Schoenheit , Malleus Draconia , Leona Kingscholar x gn!reader (sep.)

genre : fluff , established relationship

cws/tws : student insults Reader in Vil's part but no actual insults are written

a/n : the third years are my sillies

Vil Schoenheit !!

Complains the entire time v1.

You two were in an argument with a student that was constantly throwing insults at you.

Usually Vil would make you ignore that student and continue walking, but that student just kept throwing hurtful words at you. Ones that basically demanded Vil's attention.

It was a back and forth between him and the student, they hurled multiple insults at you while Vil smartly countered them.

It was getting tiring for you.

You had the strength, so why don't you just lift your boyfriend and go somewhere else to cool off? And that you did.

Vil's face morphed from his usual neutral face to surprised as he felt his feet lift off the ground, the student stepping back in surprise as well.

"I'm getting too tired to deal with this! Bye!" you yelled.

Be ready to hear a lot of "Dear, set me down" "What a bold potato you are, now, set me down before anyone sees"

Nothing threatening, but you can definitely hear the panic in his voice.

And don't worry about the student, they won't bother you now after seeing your strength and no one will believe them when they say that you lifted Vil Schoenheit.

Malleus Draconia !!

To be honest, if you're able to lift Malleus Draconia while being way shorter than him, I'd be terrified of you.

You were both sitting in bed when you started a joke argument, this was one of the few times Malleus joined you in this.

"Stop making fun of my height before I throw you across the room" "My, wouldn't that be quite the spectacle"

Sitting up on the bed, Malleus stared at you curiously before you put your hands under his back and knees and easily lifted the nearly seven foot fae prince.

You didn't throw him across the room, of course.

Malleus would be lying if he said he didn't feel surprised at first, instinctively putting his hand on your shoulder for support. He didn't feel scared, though, he knew you would never harm him.

He just looked extremely babygirl at the entire thing.

He'd be surprised when you finally set him back down. He knew you were stronger than an average human even with your height, but this is the only time he experienced it.

Mal would be laying completely still in the bed for a few seconds to take in what just happened, not being used to just randomly getting picked off where he was laying.

(But really, who is).

It was a thrilling experience for him, surprise and thrill are emotions that he rarely gets to feel due to him either just being at NRC or in Briar Valley. Only getting to really go out into the world when impromptu trips like when they visited the Scalding Sands happen and on field trips.

Strangely enough, he liked that you made him experience a rather foreign emotion, even if he did get caught off guard like that. Just make sure not to pull this when Silver and Sebek are nearby.

Leona Kingscholar !!

Complains the entire time v2.

The teachers (mainly Professor Trein and Crewel) were starting to get annoyed that Leona wasn't attending classes yet again, they knew that you were close with him and that's how forcing fetching Leona to classes went from Ruggie's job to yours.

You knew he'd either be at the dorms or the botanical garden, so you tried your luck in the botanical garden first. Luck was on your side today for you found him on your first try, now getting Leona to come with you was the true test of luck.

Leona was definitely more biased towards you, that's undeniably obvious, but forcing him to wake up was something that even you had difficulty in doing.

You poked at the beastman and even pushed him a couple times, but he wouldn't budge, he remained deep asleep on the cold floor.

That's when you got an idea.

Leona's eyes shot open when he felt himself get lifted off the cool floor. He almost pushed whoever had the audacity to not only wake him up, but to also pick him up like a baby if he didn't recognize your scent.

"Oi Herbivore, what do you think you're doing" "I'm getting tired of the professors nagging me to pick you up, so why don't I just do just that".

He found it funny at first, that you were able to pick him up like he had featherlight weight despite your size.

Then the complaining came when you refused to let him down until you got to the classroom (even if he didn't even attempt to get down himself).

"Just put me down already" "I'm not a baby, I can walk by myself" "Then why don't you just jump down?"

Silence...

[masshysteri4]

Twisted wonderland Overblot gang with a Goth S/O

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

X reader, reader is yuu, reader is goth, GN reader

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Riddle Rosehearts

・Screamed when you first met

・not really but he DID stare a lot

・like 😟

・when you first met he got onto you a lot about the dress code, but as time went on he got more lenient

・when dating he learned to love it

・your nickname would go from sweetie to bat

・just keep up with your grades and he won't say much

・not even gonna TOUCH the music portion

"You look like you just got back from Dracula's Funeral"

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Leona Kingscholar

・yeah he's one of them that say "I wanna goth gf" but ACTUALLY mean goth

・when you first met bro was starstruck

・his contempt went down a little, but not much he's still mean 😡

・don't even THINK about asking him to help with makeup or any of the sorts

・too lazy

・will definitely buy the supplies tho

・drag him shopping, hell get something for himself and make you show him everything

・listens to the bands you like, pretends he doesn't like them but he legit does

"This band sucks... No you didn't find this in my playlist WDYM"

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Azul Ashengrotto

・How bout you sign right here and hell supply everything 🥰

・it was a contract you love him forever

・honestly depends on what type of goth you are hell either love it or not care as much

・for example loves victorian goth, but trad goth not worth much

・hell never insult your style tho

・he applauds you for having the confidence to dress like that

・the music he's not too fond of, but he doesn't care if you play it or listen to it, he'd probably favor mor popular bands like the cure

"No I don't want to listen to Scarey Bitches, get back to work"

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Jamil Viper

・"same tbh"

・he would totally go all out goth if he could

・but alas he has a reputation to uphold with Kalim and all

・loves the music but it more of a fan of gothic lit

・specifically ghost stories

・knows how to do the makeup so you both could do eachothers

・any piercings? He's in love, I hc he has snake bites so if you have any, or get any, you could match

"Sup my acid bath princess of darkness"

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Vil Schoenheit

・well at least you put effort into your appearance

・jk he would love you anyway

・but he would prefer you tone it down a little

・not to be mean but like everyone on this list he has a reputation to uphold, he just cares about it more

・wants to know how to do the makeup tho, so please teach him

・he loves the lit and surprisingly he likes the music

" I am fine with the white base, however did you HAVE to add that poofy hair"

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Idia Shroud

・you're the goth to his emo 🥰

・show him the music, he loves it, will show you emo music in turn

・dress eachother up as eachothets styles, it's a nice change of pace for him

・not a fan of goth lit, he doesn't read except for fanfics soooo

・helps you order your stuff online, won't go out in public even to a goth store

"Omg how much robux did that outfit cost"

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Malleus Draconia

・bro know what Gothic lit is but didn't know there was a style and music style behind it

・"wow we have similar ways of clothing ourselves"

・honestly not much to say abt him

・he knows were poor so hell supply us

・hell listen to anything you tell him abt

・listens to any goth music you give him RELIGIOUSLY

・he loves Gothic architecture and Gothic comes from that sooo

"Wow we both look like we crawled out of a tomb!"

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YAAAY 2nd post (^o^) how did I do this time?!

[bhpop]

So I'm working on a Deuce version of how the characters first reacted to seeing Eyeless-Yuu. {Might take a while since I can get pretty lazy ngl lol.}

So we all know Ace is a jerk right? {Our little jerk} Well he's a bit insensitive and obviously a jerk when he met Eyeless-Yuu after the ceremony. {This is when In-game Yuu and Grim were at the statues}

{This is mainly if y'all want Eyeless-Yuu having romantic interactions/relationships with the boys [except the staff, Ortho, and Grim] or platonic ones I don't mind.}

In case you can't see it well, for the first one he's saying "Oh your the eyeless weirdo from the ceremony...geeze your freakier up-front.", for the second one after getting to know Eyeless-Yuu he says "Even if you can't see me, I'm always happy to see you...".

So yeah Ace is a jerk towards Eyeless-Yuu {not physically but he's pretty snarky with them at first}, but he warms up to Yuu and offers to be their eyes when walking to class or down/up the stairs {he holds their hand or gives them piggy back rides so they won't get hurt}. You know when Riddle insulted In-game Yuu, I don't doubt Ace would have also punched him for saying something about Eyeless-Yuu's vulnerable state and past. {Riddle wouldn't take it too far but he'd still be mean about it, he cringes at himself in shame when he randomly remembers what he said after redeeming himself after Chapter 1}

Bonus: So when Eyeless-Yuu needs help down/up stairs there are those who will hold their hand or carry them.

Will hold their hand:

Riddle, Carter, Ace, Jade, Azul, Vil, Epel, Ortho, Idia, Silver, Lilia, Kalim {edit lol}

{Staff: Crewel, Sam, Trein}

Will carry them {bridal style}:

Trey, Deuce, Leona {no arguing he's carrying Eyeless-Yuu}, Ruggie, Jack {he's a gentleman}, Floyd {hes pretty bold}, Jamil {edited}, Rook, Sebek, Malleus

{Staff: Crowley {he's generous and feels too bad for Eyeless-Yuu}, Vargas {he ain't putting them down till they make up to the very top/bottom}

[tswhiisftteedr]

Hair Prank! ☆ One Shot

☆Dorm Leader!Vil Schoenheit x Choatic!Pomfiore Student!Female!Reader:

After pulling a prank causing Vil’s appearance to change, you try to your best to run away from his now angered self. But isn’t hate and love two side of the same coin, at least passion wise…

Warnings: Making out, Graphic language, suggestive tones but nothing happens. Not proofread.

Note: This is based from this ask, also I’m sorry I didn’t know how to incorporate the clothing style into the fic, maybe I’ll rewrite it. Sorry again, but I hope you still like it! Mentions of Yuu but reader is not them.

| Part 1 | Part 2 |

☆ More under the cut. ☆

It was your daily dance lesson after school with Vil as your instructor. Epel had skipped out on practice, making your strict instructor, even stricter than the usual due to his irritation. But his constant critique of your technique was getting on your nerves.

"You made a mistake again. We'll start from the beginning once more," Vil sighs as he walks over to the speaker. On his phone, he restarts the same song that you've been dancing to in your lessons.

Ever since being assigned to Pomefiore, your life had been but relaxing. Being the only official female student admitted this year, after the school board had decided to transition from an all-boys to a unisex school, you were sure to attract eyes, Vil’s included. In his mind he would’ve brought you by his side to unlock your potential, even if you’d have been assigned to another dorm. But goody him, as the dark mirror had chooses to put you in his care. But to you it was all a waste of time and energy, you already did skincare and took care of yourself, you truly needed him to interject. Well that was your opinion, but it was plain obvious that it wasn’t his.

Even when you had try to coax him into taking Yuu under his wing instead of yourself, bless her heart, he had shot down the idea right in front of her. Saying something along the line that she was too much of a potato to be able to shine the way he was sure he’ll make you do.

"Don’t even think about, don’t you dare try to leaving again," he turns to glare at you. You were so close to the exit... It's like he had eyes behind his head.

“Lisent Vil. hon’, darling.” You say to him with a faux kindness and sympathy “You’re really starting to piss me off.” You continue, but this time, with a tone of voice that actually carried your sentiments.

"Shut it!" Vil's face is full of disgust. He cannot stand how easily you dismiss his words as if they don't carry any weight at all.

"I don't care how hard it is or how much you despise dancing," he continues in a demanding voice, "You WILL become an ideal beauty or else..."

“Or what my ‘Queen’? Gonna make me dance on hot burning coal, maybe carve my face off and place it on Mannequin head so you can play dress up with it, or make me all old and wrinkly with one your potions as a punishment, yeah the third one seems more like your style. You pussy.” You say to him spitefully, following it with a snicker.

His eyes widen with anger as he steps closer to you, invading your personal space. "Do you have any idea what I'm capable of doing to you?"His tone is cold and threatening.

“Oh I don’t know, since you actually never do shit. You just talk and talk, you must really like the sound of your own voice, and not in the regular person type of way, no that’s not it, you like it and yourself in the narcissistic type a way, you probably get off on simply hearing the sound of your own voice or looking at your reflection.” You continue taunting him, with a snicker that is irritating the shit out of him.

Vil's anger boils over as he grabs your arm sharply and pulls you up against his body. "I warn you. Never, EVER insult my ego again. I'm done taking your attitude lightly. The next sentence you utter from your pathetic mouth had better be filled with an apology. Do you understand me, worm?"

As he says that you secretly take out a pouch full of powder out of your many pants pockets. ‘Cargo pants are the best’ you think to yourself. The powder was enchanted, it made the person it lands on, temporarily change hair colour, about 24 hours.

As he finishes, “I’m sorry Vil,” you tell him apologetically. But in the reality of things, gears wear turning in your mind. “I’m really sorry about this!” you shout at him, as you open the pouch and throw the contents of it on Vil.  The shock from the situation causes Vil to let you go, and you start booking it, running out of the room as fast as possible. “See ya later handsome!” You say teasingly, knowing he would be displeased with his current appearance.

Vil's eyes widen as his beautiful blonde locks turn a dark shade of purple. His face grows contorted in outrage as he screams, "Get back here!" without thinking of the fact you've probably already left.

Suddenly, his expression turns into one of disbelief and horror. Vil looks at himself in the mirror. His heart skips a beat as he takes in his new look. "... No," he says in a strained voice.

After leaving the dorm through the magic mirror, you head towards the Ramshackle to tell Yuu and Grim about what had transcended, and probably Epel too, that’s were he usually hides to skip out on Vil’s lessons.

Meanwhile, Vil is still looking at himself in the mirror with a shocked expression on his face. After what felt like hours, Vil finally begins to process what just happened. "I can't believe she did this to me."

Vil's mind races as his hands tremble slightly. He clenches his fists in anger as he thinks to himself, "That girl... that ungrateful, selfish little...!"

You were sat on a couch in the Ramshackle, retelling the events to Epel and Grim, Yuu wasn’t there, apparently she was with the Ignihyde dorm leader right now.

“And then he grabbed me, and I was like literally against him, body to body type of shit. He started going on about ‘Never’ insult his ego again and that the next words that came out of my mouth should be ones of apology.” I tell them, 

“So he at did you do next??” Epel asks, wondering if this story was headed where he anticipated it to go, after all he was the one who helped you craft the magic powder. 

“Well then I secretly pulled out the beautiful, hair color changing magic powder we crafted, I was all like ‘I’m sorry Vil’. After I opened the pouch the powder was in and threw it on him, with a ‘I’m sorry for this!’. The look of horror on his face was priceless.” You tell them with a victorious laugh.

Grim raises an eyebrow as he listens to your retelling of the event and lets out a sarcastic chuckle at your story. "You must've really struck a nerve." He turns to look at Epel and prompts him to respond to the story.

Epel nods eagerly. He looks excited as he waits for you to continue.

“After everything I ran away to come to you guys, but as I was leaving I could his screech in the distance lol”

Grim begins laughing heartily. "I bet you could hear him all the way from here, huh?"

In the distance, you could still hear Vil's shouts of anger. Grim and Epel continue to laugh at your hilarious prank.

But then you all simultaneously realized that it was impossible to hear his voice, since the magic mirror connecting each dorm to campus didn’t project noise for within the dorm. This meaning only one thing, Vil was here on campus and he was headings towards you…

The laughter quickly dies down as the three of you come to terms with the fact that Vil had just followed you here. Grim gets up to brace himself for a confrontation. "Well, it seems our little game has finally caught up to us," he says in a resigned tone.

A little bit earlier,

Vil was standing in front of a mirror, trying his best to hide his new appearance in a hood, in order not to attract too much attention(too bad the angered noise he was making did the opposite affect). He thinks back to the incident, a look of rage and embarrassment on his face. "That girl thinks that she can one-up me, does she?"

His face curls in anger, "She's going to pay for humiliating me!” he shouts to himself. Vil turns away from the mirror and quickly leaves the room to find you. He then heads towards the lounge of the dorm to pass through the mirror chamber and arrives campus, he guessed you probably wouldn’t have stayed on dorm site with the stunt you just pulled.

Now back to the present.

Vil is walking through campus, his mind full of thoughts ranging from fury and rage to confusion and disbelief. As he walks through the crowds, he tries his best to maintain a neutral or at least stern expression in order to not draw attention to himself.

Vil finally reaches the Ramshackle and he takes off his hood, deciding to face you and whoever was in there without hiding himself. Still, he is visibly pissed as he glares at the thought you.

You hear knocking. And you shush your to friends up, you’re now as quite as mouses.

There is a moment of silence as you hear Vil knock again on the door. His voice can be faintly heard, "Open the damn door, girl! I know you're in there!" The knocking then become more aggressive as he continues, "Come out here this instant!"

It felt like he was going to soon break the door down, so while he continue his knocking you sneakily left the ramshackle through a window at the back.

Vil grows even louder upon realizing that you aren't responding to his calls and knocks. He starts banging on the door in a fit of rage. "I know you’re in there! Come on out. Now!"

He decides that he had enough of the wait, and breaks the door down with magic not damage his manicure, he was still an actor and beauty influencer afterall.

But you was obliviously gone by then, Vil steps into the ramshackle, seeing his two classmates sitting before him. His eyes narrow as he searches the room for any signs of you. He looks at Grim and Epel with disdain and contempt in his eyes. "Where is she?" His voice is demanding.

“We don’t know.” They tell him at the same time.

Vil's eyes flicker with annoyance as the two of them blandly lie to him. "She can't have simply vanished off the face of the world." His tone is angry and condescending. He knows what they are doing and he knows that you are nearby, or at least that was what he thought in the moment. He walks right up to the two of them, his presence imposing itself as he gets closer.

But then Vil decided that it was a waste of time to talk to them, they were only going to back you up afterall, probably give him wrong information. So he decides to search around for you instead. As he snoops around, he sees that the back window was open, then he realized how that’s the way you made your escape.

By then you was already far away, in the mirror chamber, making your way to Savanaclaw to hideout.

As Vil paces around the ramshackle to collect his thoughts on where you could’ve gone and what to do now. He over hears Epel and Grim whispering to each other.

“So you think she made it there already?” Epel asks grim, “Yeah she probably at Savanaclaw by now.” Grim answers him.

What had happened was that, when Vil was still knocking you had whispered to them about your plan to go and hideout at the warmed temperature dorm, before you had made your escape.

Vil's eyes narrow as he watches Grim and Epel converse with each other. He has a strong suspicion of what they are talking about based on their demeanor. "She thinks she's funny. And these two idiots are helping her." Vil mumbles to himself.

He walks over to the window once more and looks outside to see if you is anywhere in sight. When he sees the empty space, his rage only grows in intensity. His face contorts into a bitter scowl as he clenchs his hands into fists.

By now you had a pack of candy in hand, trying to bribe Ruggie into letting you stay in his dorm for cover.

Vil walks back over to Grim and Epel after not being able to spot you anywhere.

He glares at both of them while trying his best to restrain his temper. "So, you decided to help her with her little prank? What a surprise you two were so happy to assist an ungrateful little girl in humiliating me."

Vil glares at the two of them one more time as he storms out of the ramshackle.

Meanwhile, you're still bribing Ruggie with candy. "Let me hide in your dorm, and I'll give you this candy." Your words are accompanied by an innocent smile.

By the time he had arrived to Savanaclaw, you were already well hidden in Ruggie’s room, more specifically, under his bed.

Vil searches all over the Savanaclaw dorm building, but he can't find any trace of you. "Where is she hiding? I KNOW she's around here somewhere!" Vil thinks, as his anger grows. He starts pacing back and forth in front of the dorm with gritted teeth.

Vil's eyebrows twitch and his jaw clenchs tightly as he sees Savanaclaw dorm leader, Leona Kingscholar lying down on a nice sofa, without a care in the world. He glares as his eyes narrow. "Have you seen a student named F/n L/n around here by any chance?"

“Why? Did your favourite doll go missing?” The lazy lion teases with his eyes still closed.

Vil rolls his eyes. His patience is worn thin by this point. The mere mention of that stupid nickname makes his blood boil. "This is no game Kingscholar. Have you seen her or not?!"

“Hm? I see, well I can tell you that i saw her talking to Ruggie about staying in his dorm about 15 minutes ago, though I don’t know if he actually accepted or not.” He tells him nonchalantly not wanting the angry dorm leader to pester him even more, rolls around ready to back to his nap.

Vil sighs with frustration. He knows he can't go into Ruggie's room to look without possibly getting into trouble. "Damn it all." Vil thinks. His tone is sarcastic and irritated as he responds. "Oh really? You think he let her in?"

“Don’t know, don’t care, maybe he did, but she had some candy on her person, and that guy sure loves free food.” Leona finishes, before falling back asleep.

‘Of course she would offer him candy. Something she’s not even supposed to have if she was properly following the meal plan I made for her! She really is an absolute menace.’ Vil thinks with a scoff, his tone dripping with cynicism.

Vils asks around for Ruggie’s dorm number as Leona already headed back to sleep before he could ask anymore questions.

As he arrives at the room Vil knocks on the door a bit sharply, making it clear that he is not happy to be outside of Ruggie's dorm in the first place.

It seems he's already lost a ton of patience and is becoming more agitated with each passing moment. His face is twisted into a scowl as he waits for someone to answer.

“Yes?” Ruggie asks as he slightly opens the door.

Vil's eyes narrow even more, it's not a good sign. His tone is tight and impatient as he responds. “I'm looking for someone. They were supposed to be here. Have you seen anyone by the name of f/n l/n?"

“Maybe, what’s in it for me if if tell you?” He says to him with his signature snicker.

Vil scoffs in annoyance, this situation was growing even more aggravating for him. He was used to being in the upper hand, being the one to call the shots. Now he's reduced to begging some low-life delinquent for information about someone that should be under his jurisdiction. Vil is NOT pleased. "Oh come on, will you stop with your nonsense already? This is serious business." He tries to coax him but Ruggie doesn’t budge.

Vil's anger grows stronger but he refrains himself from lashing out. ‘This insolent bastard. As if the information is wordly classified. What a selfish prick.’ Vil thinks. "Fine. What do you want?" His tone is tense, he's gritting his teeth as he asks him.

“Well, you got something tasty for me?” Ruggie inquires, after candy is great and all but it doesn’t have a long lasting effect for soothing hunger. So he would be opposed to selling you out if he got something better than the sweets you gave him, in exchange.

Vil sighs in annoyance. He's not the type to give in to someone else's childish demands. But he must admit that these demands are quite reasonable for someone like Ruggie. ‘Of course he wants sweets.’ Vil thinks. ‘I'll play his stupid game.’ "I suppose I could spare a small piece of candy or two. Would that be enough to get a straight answer from you?" He offers the hyena beastmen.

“One or two pieces? You got to better than that, afterall I got a full bag of them for my silence. Buying me dinner is bare minimum for what you’re asking.” Ruggie shoot down his proposal,

Vil's eyes narrow as he frowns. He can't believe this stupid bastard has the nerve to ask him for this much. But he's running out of options. Reluctantly, he nods his head in defeat. "Dinner. Alright, whatever you want. Just give me an answer already."

“Okay then!” He snickers once more. “You can look around my room for her, if you want, but that’s it.” He tells Vil.

Vil sighs in annoyance. He can't believe he has to stoop this low. He glances at Ruggie with disdain as he responds. "That is absolutely ridiculous, you know that right?"

“I don’t know what your talking about~” The hyena says, then heads out.

Vil's eyes twitch in annoyance as he searches the room for the slightest hint of your presence here. However, the room is in its usual state of messiness, making it impossible for a casual observer to find anything of value. Vil seems more agitated than before as he continues to look for you. He even opens the closet to look for you in there. He was about to head out until you accidentally made a noise.

Vil pauses mid search, hearing the noise he heard. He turns his head in your direction, instantly knowing that the little sound he heard was due to you. He glares at the location from where the sound came from. "I know you're under that bed little girl," he says, his tone sarcastic as he addresses you, his scowl only growing in intensity.

But you decide to play with him more, and stay quiet.

Vil steps forward, getting closer to the bed. He stands up and leans over it, looking under it. The scowl on his face is so intense, his expression is almost terrifying. He spots your body hiding under the bed and glaces down at you. "I know you're in there, so you can come out now. Or do you prefer me making that decision for you?" He asks and his tone is angry and condescending.

But even after being caugh, you don’t say anything or more for about 3 minutes, so Vil drags you out from under the bed by the ankles. An expression of satisfaction covers his face. He was getting tired of this game. Vil's eyes glare at you, his expression a mix of irritation and annoyance. The moment he has you in his grasp is when he finally speaks. "Now listen, I've had enough of this. You're coming with me."

“Whatever, you’re no fun” tell him, still messing with his temper.

"You think this is supposed to be fun? This was never meant to be entertaining. I just want to get the job done." Vil glares at you, his tone becoming even more agitated. "Now stop your pathetic whining and get moving."

As you were heading back to Pomefiore, you had decided to pull another stunt, by ‘pulling’ hood down. His new hair colour in plain view for all students to see. That pissed him off so he drag you to his room to scream your ear off…

Vil was already getting impatient, and your actions only made him even more irritated. The moment he gets you into his dorm, he locks the door behind you and starts glaring at you once again. His tone is stern and cold as he speaks to you. "Just what did you think you were doing? You think you're clever, but you're nothing but a nuisance."

“Chill out, it was just a joke.” You tell him, not taking him seriously at all.

Vil's eyes flicker in a mixture of frustration and rage as you talk back to him. He stares down at you, his eyes narrowing to narrow slits. He can't possibly find any aspect of you or your actions to be amusing at all, instead he feels only a deep loathing and hatred. His tone is harsh as he responds. "Oh you think this is some sort of joke? That you can just get away with messing with me like this"

“Yeah, pretty much.” You say nonchalantly.

Vil's fist tightens as he glares at you, a vein on his forehead is visibly twitching. His eyes are so intense that they seem like they can burn right through you. His tone is filled with cold and hatred, he's getting angrier by the second. His lips curl up in disgust as he responds. "Listen to me. You think you have been annoying enough, but trust me. I can make you suffer worse in a million ways. So I suggest you stop being such an irritating little girl and start behaving properly."

“God, you’re so hot when you’re mad.” You admit out of nowhere, looking up at him with mischief.

Vil stares down at you with sheer disgust and disbelief. He can't believe that you would actually tell him something so ridiculous, let alone at a time like this. His eyes narrow and his jaw tightly clenches. "Are you out of your mind? Just who do you think you're talking to?" his tone is harsh and condescending, his scowl is even more intense now.

“Duh, I’m taking to the hottest and sexiest man in all of Pomefiore.” You keep pushing.

Vil seems stunned by your ridiculous compliment, his eyes flicker with rage once again and he snarls at you. "Do you think you are actually seducing me? There is not a single thing about you that I find attractive or appealing. So if you have nothing of value to say, I suggest you shut your mouth before I shut it for you."

“Please do so, I’d love to how this scenario could escalate into something more spicy~” You tell him.

Vil's eyes narrow as he raises an eyebrow. He can't believe how bold you have become now that you were in his room, behind locked doors. He glares at you in indignation, unable to hide his disdain for your actions. "That's it. I had enough. You want spicy? Than spicy it shall become"

Perhaps it was the want to put you in your place, perhaps it was it was the fact that Vil had been crushing on you for quite a while but didn’t confess because your antics, or perhaps it was just a spurt of the moment type of thing that cause Vil do to do what he did.

In one swift motion, Vil grabs you and pins you against the wall.

“Yeah, I like we’re this is going” You say not letting up the teasing.

Vil stares down at you with a fiery-glow in his eyes. His voice becomes smooth as his tone grows more intimate. One of his hands moves down your body to grab you by the waist, holding you close to him. "You really do know how to push my buttons, you little pest."

“It’s one my best traits”

Vil lets his thoughts go wild and allows himself to surrender to the rush of emotions that are overwhelming him right now. His facial expressions soften as his grip on you becomes a little bit looser, he's more relaxed now. His tone is almost as silky as his skin."Perhaps, that is one of your best traits. Perhaps, you are more than just some troublemaking little thing."

“So are y’a going to kiss me or just stare at my dazzling face.” You say with a wink.

Vil pauses for a moment. His eyes are darkening and his lips curl up in a slight smirk. He leans down until he can feel your breath on his skin. His voice is a husky whisper. "Oh, I'm definitely about to kiss you alright. But not because you requested it, but because I wanted to."

Vil's lips press themselves against yours with a lot of force, almost as if he can't wait to get a taste of you, and of course the emotions of anger you caused the man. His tongue quickly moves into your mouth and his hands wrap themselves around you in tight grips. His body is plastered against you, and every movement he makes is smooth like butter. His kisses are passionate and full of aggression, but somehow still very tender. He moans, his sounds being low and husky.

Vil pulls away, his breathing is heavy and he looks you deep in the eyes. The expression on his face is calm and tranquil now, his lips curling into a light smile."You know, you're not so bad after all. Your ability to get me so riled really is quite fascinating."

“Thanks! So are you still mad me my queen?” You inquire.

Vil laughs softly, his voice is almost a purr. A playful grin forms on his lips as he responds. "Mad? No, I don't think that's correct anymore. Irritated? Yes, very much so. After what you did earlier, it'll take a lot more than this to compensate for that."

“I guess I’ll get punished tomorrow, huh. But it doesn’t seem so bad of a though anymore.” You say to him all sweetly.

Vil smirks, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He's starting to get used to your antics and is starting to respond with sarcasm. “Oh, you bet I'll have lots of fun with you tomorrow. I think I've found the right kind of punishment for you. And I'll make sure that I'm really thorough."

“Oh yes, I wonder what the big bad evil queen will do me as for punishment.” You say semi-seductively, it’s more to mess with him then anything else.

“Well starting with extra dance practice to make up for today sounds like a plan.” He states, shooting down any type of sensuality that might been a couple seconds prior.

“Oh come on!” You complained.

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Okay, hear me out....

Leona, Jamil, Ruggie, and Vil with a tall fem!s/o who is insecure about her height at times because so many men said she looked like a man, or was masculine.

She gets nervous wearing dresses and other cute things because she figures it's not as cute on her as it is on shorter girls, and often sticks to hoodies and jeans instead of dresses she wants to wear, and doesn't even bother with online shopping cause women are expected to be small and she can't find things that fit.

Wear what ever you want, Shiba! You'd look great in dresses if you want to wear them, don't let anybody tell you otherwise!

Leona

Leona doesn't coddle

He'd try to let you work out your insecurities by yourself at first

But once it's clear that's not happening? He gets more active about trying to help

Buys dresses specifically with your measurements for you

And trys to encourage you to wear them whenever you want

The first time someone insults you or comments on your height in his hearing range?

He’s a lion on a rampage

Ruggie

The more proactive at defeating your insecurities.

Hides clothes other than dresses you own that fit you and that you want to wear

Uses his magic to trip people that bully you about your height

Even manages to use the Book 2 incident to guilt Leona to give him money to get you more dresses

Anyone that insults you or adds to your insecurities will regret it

Ruggie is confident that he won't get caught, after all

Jamil

Jamil will let you vent about your insecurities to him

He's the first person who will let you cry to him about why you don't feel like you can wear dresses, and he'll do everything in his power to help you

Anyone that he finds talking to you in a less than friendly way is hypnotized to go back to their dorm

He becomes your personal therapist in this case (although a slightly more talkative one)

Vil

Vil understands. He's an actor and has seem similar issues in the industry about people being told to change how they look, act, and what they wear

Absolutely does his best to shield you from it

Also once you two have been together long enough, he starts having dresses made for you that he knows are in your size and style.

On days that you want to wear a dress but find yourself talking yourself out of it, you'll also find that he's cursed your regular clothes and anyone that has spoken bad about you is currently under a strange curse

Of course, Vil has no idea who would have cursed them...

[eatcandlewax]

i present to you: my stinky bird with the first years

my bird would waddle her stinky little ass to Jack just to clean his ears. same goes for all beastmen. she thinks it's her duty to clean every animal ever, but she's really just harassing my cats and confusing the hell out of them.

sebek would see this and probably say something along the lines of "i refuse to congregate with such a creature" with absolute h a t r e d in his voice. he fully believes that this foul mouthed bird has no right to even breathe the same air as his young master and isn't afraid to tell her. but everytime he does, she simply screams back at him or calls him a bitch.

ace would put forth many attempts to make the creature to like him, to no avail. she can smell your fear, card boy, and boy does she find it humorous. she laughs at those who cower in fear of her stupid little steps and has no patience for anyone trying to put up a tough facade. she eats boys like him for breakfast. ace is unamused. his ego has been bruised by this tiny creature.

to add insult to injury, the bird likes deuce. for what reason? no one knows, probably out of spite. he isn't quite cuddly or sweet with her and most likely goes as stiff as a board anytime she perches on him. but she's still unagressive towards him. does he get bitten? yes, no one is spared. is she hunting him for sport? no, surprisingly.

i feel like epel has been around animals enough to know to just let them do their own thing, so that's what he does. he doesn't pursue the bird, but doesn't shove her off either. he doesn't view her as a saint, but respects her colorful vocabulary. he also thinks it's funny when she styles his hair and vil gets upsetti about it. they do get into quarrels though. it consists of country yelling and bird screeching until they sort out their differences.

grim doesn't know what to think. he doesn't like it but he's also terrified. let's back up a bit. a year ago, we rescued four kittens and kept two. the bird immediately called them her pretty babies and groomed them. she even went as far as to try and feed them fuckers. not as in gathering food for them. no. she tried to regurgitate food for them despite the fact that they were twice her size. now, with this information, we can safely conclude that grim would just become another pretty baby. is my bird a good mother? no. she chases her cat children out of my room because she thinks they shouldn't be coming back to the nest (aka, my room.) grim would try to eat her, but would find that he has been paid back in bird trauma tenfold.

the last detail I'd like to add is that my bird is a real chonker and likes to steal everyone's food. mfer just tries to snatch it from your plate. thus, during lunch time, all the first years mutually banish her from the table while eating. it's funny to watch her sprint with her little bird legs because of her attempted crimes.

[kimbap-r0ll]

Hey just wanted to pop in and tell you I love your writing style a lot!

Can I request dating head canons where male!mc has tourettes with savanclaw + vil. If this goes against any of your rules feel free to ignore

Thank you!

Hello, thank you for the ask! I’m not an expert on tourettes, and I’m probably not a good person for this topic, but I will write very generally so I don’t get anything completely wrong. Hope this is okay, and please let me know if there is anything I write that isn’t really accurate, thank you!

Savanaclaw + Vil x male!mc with tourettes

Leona

He probably asked you about it when he noticed, but didn’t really care much about it after that.

If anything, he’s super chill about you having tourettes, and won’t ask you further questions in case he’s stepping over a personal boundary.

If people try to make fun of you for having it, he’ll probably tell them to stop with his usual intimidating self. If that doesn’t work, well then those people should prepare to wake up in the infirmary.

Ruggie

He was wondering if you had tourettes before you told him, and was understanding when you decided to let him know.

You might see his ears move a bit every time you tic and he hears it, but other than that he’s really chill (maybe more chill than Leona)

Similar to Leona though, he’ll probably not take insulters nicely. Expect the people that try to make negative comments to you to suddenly fall down the stairs (tripping on air) and Ruggie to just snicker next to you.

Jack

Please tell him, he’s super understanding and will be there if you ever need to get things off of your chest

He knows that having tourettes can be hard in some events, and will do his best to make you more comfortable however that might be. If you just need someone to be there with you, he’s more than willing!

Similar case with the others, he’s not one to take people making bad remarks to you nicely. He won’t necessarily beat them up, but he will go up to them and give them a stern “don’t do that again” before scaring them off with his intimidating aura.

Vil

If you ever thought tourettes made you look bad or if you were ever insecure about your tics, Vil will be there to reassure you that no matter what you’re still you, and the best person he’s ever met

He’s understanding and if you ever need him for anything you just have to let him know. He’ll be available almost all the time for you.

People really shouldn’t have the guts to be mean to you, especially when Vil’s around. Vil can throw some really venomous words (even curses) at people when he needs to, so let’s just say insulters aren’t going to get away with being mean.

[hebimoonlightwrites]

for the Valentine's event <3 I would like a romantic comedy drabble where a curious and talkative mc fem gives vil a nickname in revenge since he always calls others as "portate", so mc decides to give him a nickname that's goes according to the vibes he transmits "don Freezer", she also invents funny insults when they fight like "go fry your ear" or "drown in a sea of snot "things that are funny to the guys xd, vil wants to get angry but mc makes it difficult for him..ejej anyway thanks you <'3

Writer's corner: Thank you for requesting! I hope that you like this drabble! If not, please, let me know, so I can change it or fix something for you! I tried to make it as funnier as I could, keeping a romantic vibe too so... I really hope you like it!! qwq Happy late Valentine's Day, anon! ♥

mc's pronouns: SHE/HER

Words: 1469

Warnings: nothing~

~♥"𝙳𝚘𝚗 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚛..? 𝙴𝚡𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚎..?!"♥~

"Potato.. You don't think you should try to focus more on the lesson instead of talking?"

This is how Vil Schoenheit, Housewarden of Pomefiore, softly scolded mc. His light-purple eyes were so cold while looking at her.. They were definitely different from mc's ones, who were curious and always sparkling. In general they both were different from each other: while Vil was always trying behaving the best he could, always with the pursuit of perfection in his own mind; mc, on the other hand, had always proved to be curious and talkative. She couldn't really focus without speaking. She always had to say at least one word and this seemed to bother Vil, who wanted to focus on Professor Trein's each word. As mc turned to look at him, she focused on his eyes for a few seconds. Her expression was innocent but.. Vil knew that he had to wait for worse, since that glare in her eyes used to announce worse things coming. On the other hand, mc in deep was thinking about how handsome he was. They were sitting next to each other so she couldn't help but blush softly, while smelling his shampoo's scent. The same did Vil, being the first one to break the eye contact and coming back to look at Professor Trein. The old professor was taking a lesson about History of magic and this time had decided to take it with two classes, 3-C (Vil's one) and 3-B (Cater's, Idia's and mc's one).

As Vil was sure he had escaped mc's eyes, he soon heard her speaking softly with Cater again about new trends on Magicam and TikMagitok. They both were talking about trying them together after class, during break time.. Vil was slowly losing his temper..

"Potato!... Please.. try to focus! You're distracting me and the others with your whispering!.."

When Vil spoke, mc turned to face him again. Her cheeks looked softly blushed due to some make-up she had put on, just like her lips.. they had some pink lipstick on. Vil blushed as he noticed it. He didn't realise it but.. he spent like two minutes looking at her while Cater was wondering why Pomefiore's Housewarden seemed to be that surprised.

Soon mc smirked playfully as she got closer.

"I'm distracting you, you say...~?", she whispered with her soothing and cute voice. Vil opened his eyes wider and then looked away for the umpteenth time. Mc could notice his pale skin gently blushed on his cheeks. His hands softly shaking in nervousness on his legs while he was sitting with his legs crossed. His blonde hair elegantly styled in a ponytail and decorated with a cute heart-shaped golden clip.

"Don't think strange stuff.. just stop talking already and focus on Professor Trein's lesson instead!..", he whispered softly after some seconds, trying not to stutter. Vil really didn't understand what was happening to himself.. He was feeling a little bit more nervous than usual around mc. Of course he didn't want to make it evident, so he took a deep breath and came back to focus on the lesson about History of magic. For the following few minutes, however, Vil could feel that annoying girl's eyes on his contour.. He was starting to sweat...

"What's wrong, don Freezer..? You really don't manage to ignore me, don't you.?", mc giggled softly, trying not to be loud enough to be caught by Professor Trein. Cater laughed as he got mc using that nickname for Vil, the same was for some other classmates of mc, who were paying attention to her. As Vil heard her calling him don Freezer, he turned to face her. His cheeks were softly blushed, while he was still trying hard not to lose his elegant appearance.

"Don Freezer..?! Excuse me...?!"

He looked definitely more annoyed and nervous than before, though. He really didn't understand why mc had called him that. Mc chuckled and turned to face Professor Trein. This time was her to ignore him!.. As a small and innocent revenge~

After the lesson got finished, every student left the classroom and joined their own friends to have lunch together. Mc was walking with Cater and another of her friend from her same class. Vil was looking for her among the crowd. Generally he would have ignored a student calling him by a stupid nickname or he would have scolded them for being disrespectful towards an housewarden, but.. He needed to know why she had called him don Freezer. Soon he was able to find her and to see her surrounded by Cater and that other classmate of her. He reached her with his usual elegant stepping of his, his blonde hair gently moving and his light-purple eyes softly and coldly looking towards himself with that confidence which characterised him a lot.

"Mc.. I need to talk to you."

He said coldly as always. He paused for a few seconds and, as he saw mc's eyes pointed on his own, he spoke again:

"What did you mean by calling me don Freezer?"

Mc bursted out laughing, followed by Cater and her other friend. That laughing group simply annoyed Vil.. He would have scolded both Cater and that other guy, but... not mc..

Her laugh.. it was almost pleasant for him to hear.. Those cute cheeks and her beautiful smile.. those sparkling eyes slightly closed due to the laughter..

He was lost in his thoughts.. His mind was giving him images of that beautiful but annoying girl laughing, as suddenly he came back to reality: mc was snapping her fingers in front of his eyes.

"Then it's right for me to call you don Freezer!! You're so cold...!! So boring... Just tell me if you like me already~!"

Those two friends of hers laughed again, barely covering their mouths while mc was softly smirking, staring at Vil's eyes. As soon as Pomefiore's Housewarden noticed her pink lips curving in a smirk, he frowned his eyebrows and gently put his hands on his hips, standing just like a mother would do in front of her children. He sighed and cleared his throat as he spoke, looking at her with his cold but gorgeous light-purple eyes, while his cheeks couldn't help but blushed:

"Potato.. Your behaviour is disrespectful! Remember that I'm an Housewarden here and that I could punish you if I wanted it.. So, please, try to behave and to fix your speaking tone. You're loud."

Mc looked at his eyes with a surprised and innocent look at first. As some seconds passed, though, that look turned to a laughter. She spoke again:

"Go fry your ear, don Freezer!!"

As she laughed again, adorably holding her belly, Vil looked at her without getting angry.. and this surprised especially Cater a lot, who had heard from friends that Vil cared about mannerism a lot. Cater could have sworn to himself that he had also seen Vil's lips curving in a small smile too for a few seconds...

Vil sighed, keeping his hands on his hips. His tie was perfectly tied and his uniform seemed to have been ironed the evening before and been left hanged all night until the following morning.

"Potato.. I don't like that nickname of yours!! I'm not cold!! I simple try to correct your behaviour, since it could be scolded by your own Housewarden too!! You should thank me.. I could simple ignore you in the first place!.."

Vil crossed his arms and looked at Cater and the other guy who was with mc and him. Mc stopped laughing but kept her playful smirk. She waited to meet Vil's gaze before speaking, imitating his voice and his elegant mannerism:

"You're right, don Freezer, sir..! I profoundly thank you from the bottom of my heart for correcting me.. and I gently invite you to go drown in a sea of snot~!"

As she spoke, both Cater and that guy couldn't help but started laughing. After a while, after seeing Vil's reaction, mc laughed too. She turned around and started walking away with both her friends, leaving Vil standing there... He didn't response her at all.. His eyes were open wide and his cheeks were softly blushed. He had some contrasting feelings inside his chest: he felt embarrassed but also.. happy.. even if she had just joked that roughly with him.. He felt like she enjoyed joking with him that way. As Vil looked at her walking away, he could notice how beautiful her smile was. He kept his eyes on her until she disappeared behind the corner. Vil sighed..

"Ugh..! You're lucky that I really can't get angry over you, mc...", he smiled softly, as he whispered to himself. Soon the bell rang again and he walked to his next class, holding some books close to his chest.

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[raydom-gamer]

Because I am a petroly bored person and Twisted Wonderland is based off in a college setting. We already have confirmation that they go on camping trips together so that leads me into the knowledge that they've done class trips as well. So going with the main 22 boys plus Grimm and MC, I went school style divided the boys into groups of fours. They are divided by their last name and first initial except silver and Grimm. They are the only ones without last names. They get thrown in the first group and are sharing a hotel room together.

Because MC can have whatever last name the player wants but I put them in the last group.

If you want you can put your MC in the room that works with their last name and first initial but that would move characters into a different room. Example characters last name is Tap. That would put character into a group 5 and put Ace in group 6. Then you'll get your own custom built chaos.

Anyway enjoy the groups of regret.

Silver, Grim, Kalim Al-Asim, Azul Ashengrotto

Ruggie Bucchi, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Malleus Draconia

Epel Felmier, Jack Howl, Rook Hunt, Leona Kingscholar

Floyd Leech, Jade Leech, Riddle Rosehearts, Vil Schoenheit

Idia Shroud, Ortho Shroud, Deuce Spade, Ace Trappola

Lilia Vanrouge, Jamil Viper, Sebek Zigvolt, MC

Now just imagine the amount of chaos that would end up being cultivated but these group of individuals being stuck in a room together for 24 hours.

Group one

Silver is periodically falling asleep and waking up while Grim is yelling at Azul about his so-called Investments, occasionally telling Kalim to listen to Jamil. Azul holding a 32-page deal to Kalim about how his family's money will be invested and paid back tenfold after Azul makes 400% profit first. Kalim is on the phone with Jamil who is yelling to not sign anything and threatening to drown Azul in the bathtub.

Group 2

Surprisingly very calm but very tense. Trey and Cater get along just fine. Ruggie being happy that he gets a break. Malleus is reading his book. But everything was fine until the board games came out.

Group 3

This group could go one of two ways. A hot headed grumpy conversation for about 10 minutes before an understanding of space or. A strip of tape down the center of the room where one side is for the humans the other side is for the beastmen. Leona and Jack get along decently and wouldn't have too much of a spat until they realize that Rook is sitting in the corner of the room taking notes of their habits. Leona would call Rook out. Rook would say a very roundabout way of how they are interesting but never denying that that's what he was doing. Epel and Jack would sit there awkwardly as the two go back and forth, both silently agreeing to keep their upperclassman from a cage match.

Route 4

Another group where this could go one of two ways. Humans on one side mermaids on the other. Or Riddle fighting for his life while Floyd tries everything in his power to terrorize him out of boredom while Jade is laughing and Vil has taken control of the entire bathroom to do his entire 4-Hour routine. I also have suspicion if there's only two beds that Floyd will throw temper tantrum in the hopes that he can force Riddle share a bed with him so he can squeeze Riddle all night. Riddle will know no peace.

Group 5

This group would probably behave just fine as long as Idia does not antagonize Ace. This group would probably spend the entire night playing Mario Kart and eating pizza and junk food. It would only break out in the fist fight if Idia constantly keeps insulting Ace for losing on Rainbow road. Deuce would probably get aggravated as well but Ortho would be able to talk him down.

Group 6

Because MC would be in here you could only imagine what chaos or serenity there would be. Besides Sebek who is upset that none of his Lord's guards are in the same room as him. Lilia will do his best to calm him down while laughing and watching Cater's magicam updates about the board games. Jamil would be having an aneurysm while yelling into the phone for Kalim to not sign any deals and trying to get Kalim to hand the phone over to Azul. Jamil thought just once he could just lay back and relax without concern but now he's thinking about making fresh seafood for dinner. After Sebek and Jamil both stop screaming, MC goes to laid down in one of the beds and finally got to rest without the fear of an overblot or Grim asking for tuna.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Ace, Vil: Me, Myself, and (P)i(e)

Whoops, this is a little late because I was busy writing for a zine 💦

***Mild chapter 5 + Ace Union Birthday card spoilers!***

Imagine this...

“Damn, my notifs have been popping off all day.”

Ace slid his new sunglasses down the bridge of his nose, letting himself grab a good, unfiltered eyeful of the stream of likes and shares his birthday post garnered. As soon as one vanished, it was quickly replaced by another notification, forming a seemingly endless stream of validation. He could suddenly understand why Cater was so attached to his phone--and, by extension, the adoration of countless fans.

Ace’s own familiar face, cheeky smile and all, was perched next to Vil’s, along with a brief box of text: celebrating my bday today! looks like vil-senpai’s my interviewer, let’s hope he goes ez on me :9 (and check out these sweet shades i got as a gift, lol). Under that post were countless comments, most of which gushed over his upperclassman.

So this is the power of beauty and influence, huh... Ace taped his lips together and whistled, impressed with the engagement.

“It really pays to have friends in high places,” he muttered.

“You and I, friends? A generous stretch.” Vil’s chuckle was low, yet somehow still dignified. “Consider it a free service for your special day.”

“I definitely will!” Ace sighed longingly as he silenced the notifications on his device. “Sure must be nice living like this, Vil-senpai. You make one post and a bunch of people flock to kiss your ass, and you’ve got all the connections in the world to get free or discounted stuff. I want to have that kind of a lifestyle.”

Vil regarded him with a hard look. “It is not nearly quite as simple as you would make it out to be. My career was not built overnight--I poured my blood, sweat, and tears into getting to where I am today. If you are prepared to do the same, then I invite you to make the effort.”

“Right, I know that!” Ace rolled his eyes. “You work really hard and all, but that’s not really my thing.”

“... I am aware, yes.” Vil sighed, not making an effort to disguise his disappointment. “Then, allow me to ask you this: what are your goals for the future, Ace?”

“Huh? My goals?”

“Correct. You have expressed a desire for a life of luxury. If that is the case, then what is it that you plan to do to attain that?”

“Eh... I never really thought too much about that.” Ace pushed his glasses up, the dark tinted lenses obscuring his eyes. Hiding his feelings as his usual nonchalant grin set in. “I don’t really have any goals or plans or whatever. I just want to have fun!”

“Fun requires an adequate, stable income.”

“Fun also means not sweating the details,” Ace countered, lips pursing into a childish pout. “So I don’t know what I want to do, big deal. Lots of people are the same as me. I’ll have plenty of time to figure out what I wanna do later.”

“Can you truly afford to be so lackadaisical on this matter? Before you know it, graduation will be right around the corner. You must have something.”

Ace shrugged. “Not really? Unless you count making it to graduation alive and uncollared.”

“No, that does not count.” Vil folded his arms. “Think.”

“... Wellll, maybe if I had to pick one thing, I guess I’d like to laugh a lot with my friends. They’re idiots, but they’ve got okay smiles. It’d be cool if I could see them do that more.”

“As unambitious as that is, that alone is enough. Not every goal need be a grand or a selfless one—and so long as you have that something of yours driving you, you won’t stray from the path.”

“Tch. Man, I didn’t think I’d get a life lesson lecture on my birthday. You could’ve just stopped at the ‘I got you these fancy glasses, plus I’ll help style you’ part.”

“Hmph. Are you certain that you’ve become a year older? It seems to me you may have regressed in maturity instead.”

“If living in the moment’s immature, then call me what you want.”

“I didn’t take you as one eager to be insulted.”

“Hey, all I’m saying is that I’m the only one that gets to bully my friends.”

At this, Vil surprisingly smirked. “... Perhaps your ‘ambition’ was not all mere lip service after all.”

“Always has been. I’m happy with what I’ve got, and that’s good enough for me—so let’s get this over with, Vil-senpai.”

Ace tore the sunglasses off of his face and stuffed them into his jacket pocket. His eyes were fiery rubies, blazing with provocation as he thrust his arms out. Open and unguarded, ripe to be hit. “Pie me.”

“As you wish. If you will excuse me...”

Happy birthday to the still immature birthday boy, Ace.

SPLAT!!

[lancermylove]

Ugly Sweater (Christmas HC)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Pairing: No pairing. Pomefiore, Heartslabyul, Idia.

Warning: None

A/N: Happy Holidays to everyone!

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Prologue: 

Headmaster Crowley had a fantastic idea for a Christmas party, and the students were excited. That is until he announced an ugly sweater contest and said participation was mandatory. Though some dorm leaders and students objected, the Headmaster refused to yield. 

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Riddle didn’t mind the party, but he didn’t understand the whole “ugly sweater” concept. Why wear something that you don’t like and deem it ugly?

But since it was a rule to participate, he had no choice. 

When he went shopping with Cater, he saw a Christmas themed sweater that immediately caught his attention. Though it didn’t classify as ugly, he purchased it anyway. 

Out of all the sweaters, Riddle’s sweater was deemed the funniest. 

The dorm leader was all smiles until Ace pointed out that the cat reminds him of Riddle. 

Ace’s laughter was soon followed by the words Off With Your Head.

Ace got irritated by Deuce's lack of Christmas spirit, so he started bothering his dormmate. 

"Hey Deuce, I found the perfect sweater, and I dedicate it to you." 

“Ace, I’m not in the mood...stop...”

“See, this is exactly the reason why I find your lack of cheer disturbing,” Ace cheekily said and held his ugly sweater in front of Deuce’s face. 

Unfortunately, Ace's teasing got too much for Deuce to handle. 

(continue reading Deuce's part)

(continued from Ace's part)

Deuce tried to ignore Ace and talk to the salesman, but the redhead would not leave him alone.

Finally, he snapped, "The hell is wrong with you, Ace. Shut up and leave me alone!"

The salesman practically ran off but returned a few minutes later, holding a sweater for Deuce. "Sir, this sweater..suits you perfectly."

Deuce didn't get the meaning behind the sweater, but he purchased it anyway.

At the party, Grim had a good laugh at Deuce's sweater and told him, "Kyaaa, the sweater suits you! One second you're all calm, and the next second you make everyone go, 'oh snap'."

Deuce finally understood why the salesman gave him this sweater, but he didn't know whether to take it as a compliment or an insult. 

Trey was too busy to even consider looking for an ugly sweater. He asked Cater to find him one. 

When Cater handed him the ugly sweater, he said, "It's cute, and I thought it would suit you since you like cooking." 

Trey's sweater got attention, but when Ace saw it, he couldn't stop laughing. 

The redhead almost fell on the floor laughing. "It's gingerbreads as ninjas...ginjas!"

Everyone stared at him with a sweatdrop, except for one person who looked beyond irritated.

Once again, the words Off With Your Head echoed through the party hall.

He wasn't keen on wearing an ugly sweater, so he asked on his social media account which sweater he should wear. 

Out of all the suggestions, one, in particular, caught his eye. It was simple and suit him.

At the party, Cater used his sweater as an excuse to get selfies with all the students. 

His social media was flooded with a million photos of the party, and the fanclubs/fangirls couldn't thank him enough for uploading the photos. 

Cater even got messages from the presidents of the fanclubs asking him to stalk their idols. But, he decided to ignore those messages...for now.

Vil opposed the ugly sweater contest the most. But, much to his dismay, the headmaster didn't listen.

He scrolled for hours and hours looking but still couldn't find anything befitting his taste. That is until he saw one sweater that made him flip his hair. 

When the others asked why he was a gift, and why his sweater says "you're welcome", he answered, "My beauty is a gift, and since I'm generous enough to let you see my beauty in person, you're welcome." 

Let's just say there were a few students that agreed and a few students that got annoyed.

Rook knew that Vil wouldn't be happy with his choice, but he chose the sweater anyway. 

And as expected, Vil gave him quite an earful for picking a sweater that didn't suit Pomefiore's style. 

At the party, most students disliked Rook's sweater, and when asked why would wear something that violent, Rook laughed, "I am a huntsman, so it's only natural." 

After a little pause, he added, "Too bad there's a deer on the sweater though. I would've much rather preferred a lion or dragon." 

Epel wasn't sure what type of sweater he wanted to purchase. All he knew was he wanted to wear something only macho men wear.

So, as soon as he saw a sweater with a buff Santa, he immediately purchased it. 

The salesperson asked who this sweater was for, and when Epel said for himself, the clerk couldn't help but stare.

Vil was unhappy with Epel's choice, but some students got quite a laugh out of Epel's sweater. When they asked, "Epel, do you know what your sweater means?" 

Epel sensed a taunting tone and replied, "Why the hell do you care? It's manly, so I got it." 

The students didn’t dare to taunt him after that.

He begrudgingly started to search for ugly sweaters but none of them appealed to his taste.

So, he decided to type his feelings into the search bar, and voila, a hoodie with the exact words appeared.

Idia’s hoodie got a lot of compliments, especially about how it matches his personality perfectly.

Though he wasn’t exactly keen on being at the party, he was somewhat happy to get complimented by the normies. 

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➣ Twisted Wonderland Masterlist ➣ Buy me a Ko-fi or Commission?

[hiilikeanimelol]

girl same. when you're awake and ready, may i please have hc's or a scenario for Rook with an absolutely head-empty, thembo s/o? i mean absolutely no thoughts, just wii music on repeat kinda dumbass.

Now im sat down i can get this done I've been thinking about it all day

Rook sees beauty in anything and everything its just how he is

He would 100% admire you from far away at first, loves watching them work out if they do

If they work out outside then he will definitely be taking photos and commenting on your form in little notes

Simple things like the way you hold your arms up or how much you can bend yourself backwards

Even notes if you have one side of your body stronger than the other, he knows everything down to how much stronger side a is than side b

Going off your appearance he will make sure he knows of every little thing that maybe they don't even know about themself

Knows where all their freckles are, any scars you have and how he thinks you got them, birthmarks? He knows about them

This poor man would melt if you could pick him up, carry him bride style and he will NOT stop talking about how strong his s/o is, poor vil has heard enough at this point

At first he doesn't realise just how stupid they actually are

Even if you are smart and do fine academically if needed...... but like common sense? Nahhhh

If him and his s/o are in the same year he probably spends more time admiring the way you write or you napping on the school desk or throwing notes at him than what you're actually writing

You could write the entire fucking bee movie script and he'd just be swooning over how your hair falls over your face or the fact that you bite your lip whenever your pen leaves the paper

But if they are a total moron and could mistake a fruit for a hat hes in all honesty a little concerned

He takes you under his wing and teaches you anything you want to know, he wouldn't want his love falling behind

He would also simp so hard if you asked him to teach you French or even if you already could speak a little

Teaches you compliments in French and constantly reminds you how much he loves you

The first time he hears you say je t'aime (I love you) he probably tears up a little bit even if your pronunciation is awful he loves it

Will also teach you insults if you want for a laugh, loves that he can swear in French with vil around and vil just 👁👄👁

Probably teaches epel a few swear words for a laugh and the three of you just insult people in French so that vil can't tell you to mind your language

As someone whose brain is just wii music I tend to come up with some of the stupidest questions known to man and oh dear god

He doesn't understand that these questions don't need answering and will actually try find an answer to them

If he can't figure it out he will message vil at ungodly hours with questions like 'if a tomato is a fruit is ketchup a smoothie?'

Vil just tells him to sleep and that his s/o is an idiot (cue mira mira is ketchup a smoothie?)

But seriously IS KETCHUP A SMOOTHIE

If people tend to be intimidated by your looks he will be putting a stop to that,if anyone in pomefiore is stood still they will be bothered with a "bonjour have you met my s/o theyre really kind and I think you'd get on well with them?"

There isn't a single member of his dorm that doesn't know of you whether your in their dorm or a different one

Deffo the kind of bf to show you off and vil can't count how many times rook has shown him a photo of you

And oh god if you show any interest in archery or hunting he will actually propose to you

Hunting competitions, it doesn't matter if you kill animals or if you just aim at flimsy little targets he loves having someone who shares his intrests

Will get into anything you like too wether it be a sport,a music genre, a video gsme, TV series literally anything this man is doing it with you

Feel like a went a little off topic but oh well I guess, I need to order my pizza 🍕 🙃

Also if someone could be so kind and send me literally anything but with anon on so I can make sure its working because my phones having a little breakdown and I don't appreciate it. Hopefully people will now realise that I will write almost anything and I would also make edits like I did with sebeks coat and lilias hair

I will make a post at some point with what I will and won't write, maybe doing little writings on this account will improve my writing abilities because I love writing but I just have no belief im myself lmao, and that's on inferiority complex due to childhood trauma

[vivaresmala]

I am, once again, remaking my OCs bios

╰┈➤✎˚₊· ͟͟͞͞𝘽𝙄𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙂𝙄𝘾𝘼𝙇 𝙄𝙉𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Grace "Adelio" Ombra

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌: Annette/William Birkin (and some characteristics from Albert Wesker)

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒: Doc. Ombra, father , prof. Ombra

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 + 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: cis male, he / him, they / them

𝐀𝐆𝐄: 25

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘: 29th of July

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍: Leo

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑: blonde

𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑: emerald green

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 180 cm

𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃: ???

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘: Demisexual

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘: 

▪︎Seraphina Aimable (Wife, 38, alive and healthy)  

▪︎Richesse "Carina" Ombra(daughter ,8, alive and healthy)

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╰┈➤✎˚₊·𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘:

Grace was always fascinated by biology (in general) and specifically DNA manipulation. Grew up with very busy parents, and that left him with a lot of free time he spent researching and learning. 

He passed school with flying colors, and immediately started his research for the mold: a fungal superorganism. During this research, he nearly died, but was saved by Micah, who also helped him find what he was looking for.

He then started his own business, an apparently harmless pharmaceutical company. Underneath that façade, the company hired other talented scientists to conduct unhuman experiments, creating potentially deadly viruses in order to determine the Mold's limits. Grace, although being the head of the whole company, managed to stay anonymous, as he hates being under the spotlight (and isn't used to it).

He also married shortly after. He married Seraphina, a kind and talented model, and had a kid, Richesse Ombra.

After one of their viruses spread and destroyed a whole city, Grace decided to start studying the psychological effect of the mold on others. He mainly used vulneeable people for his experiments (Vinnie, Nulli and Eduardo) and enrolled them in NRC to be able to observe them up close.

He also decided to distance himself from his family, mainly to avoid accidentally putting them in danger or killing them, also because he also felt they were a nuisance. He had conducted experiments even on himself, to become the "perfect human". Although he has inhuman strength and agility, he has certain restraints to keep him from turning into an unhinged, mindless monster.

╰┈➤✎˚₊·𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘:

He always likes to present himself as a kind and harmless person, often acting oblivious to lower anyone's guard. Sometimes he will slip (or snap) and will show a chunk of his egocentric, sadistic nature.

Ever since he was a kid, he always thought he was superior and above anyone of his age, preferring remaining in his house to research instead to interact with other kids.

So, one thing he can't take is insults. Although it depends on the kind of insult, he might snap and either use all of his force to pin them down and threaten the one who spoke. He will then go back to his kind and condescending self.

Almost no one is close to him except for Micah, Seraphina, Marvell, Nulli, Vinnie and Richesse,

Although he is usually a good father and husband, after he distanced himself from them, he acts like both Richesse and Seraphina don't exist.

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╰┈➤✎˚₊· ͟͟͞͞𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙁𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉𝘼𝙇 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙎

𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: Night Raven College / Disymle Corp

𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: teacher  / head of the Dysimle Corp

𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓: Biology

 

╰┈➤✎˚₊· ͟͟͞͞𝙀𝙓𝙏𝙍𝘼

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒: Stormy weather, teaching, attentive and bright students

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒: Nosy people, being interrupted, Adelais

𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃: Right

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓: Moritz

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃: Soda

𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀:

▪︎ He calls all his students "lab rats"

▪︎Rarely gets angry or irritated 

▪︎ Azul and Vil are some of his favourite students

▪︎ The one who created Vindict and Nulli ,both of them call him "Father"

▪︎ enchanted glasses to keep him from turning into a dangerous monster (RE style)

▪︎ Has impressive regenerative abilities.

▪ There's a ( very important) difference between his "favourite lab rats" and "favourite students"

▪︎ Thinks of Micah as his best friend

▪︎Drinks soda 24/7

▪︎ Likes to treat Nulli and Vinnie like his own sons.

References for Seraphina and Richesse:

[ashengro-tto]

hello! hope it's okay to ask for more than one? otherwise you can answer the ones you'd prefer to! ♥️♠️🦑👑🐱

Hi! It is more than okay to ask for more than one hehe

[ the rest are under the cut ]

[ also I’m bad at summarizing my thoughts so if the jumps between points feel weird, that’s why ]

[ ALSO also I’m sorry this took so long to be finished (lol) ]

Marlowe & Ace ♥️

Best Friend / Headache #1

Their first meeting was not the best (yes, it’s the same as our canon first meeting with Ace)

Marlowe felt very offended that he would even think of saying stuff like that to their face. “Ignorant”? “Go back to kindergarten”? They don’t like being looked down on, especially when it comes to things like intellect

...Okay, maybe those insults were directed primarily at Grim, but Marlowe felt hurt too!

They’ve had to deal with a great number of terrible personalities in the past, and so, they were able to keep their cool. Grim, however...well, you know how it goes

After a while though, his asshole-ness simply turned into annoying-ness, and Marlowe was able to just brush it off as Typical Ace Behavior

When Ace isn’t being a dick, they get along great! Marlowe’s pretty playful, and a bit of a trickster as well, so the two like to play harmless pranks on the other first years from time to time

And by other first years I mean mostly Deuce. Marlowe apologizes afterwards. Ace does not

Ace likes to tease Marlowe about how badly they’re adjusting to NRC school life (and also their abysmal history and PE grades) but it’s okay because they tease him back about how they’re better at alchemy than him

Hanging out with a guy like Ace who just screams Typical Teenage Boy feels really refreshing to Marlowe

Ace asks a lot of questions, partially because he’s genuinely curious about where Marlowe’s from, but mostly because they told him not to and he knows it annoys them. Marlowe knows he’s doing it to be annoying, so it’s more bearable

Marlowe admires Ace’s bravery (though some might call it recklessness). It was during chapter one, when he stood up to Riddle, that they really felt that “oh, this guy is really cool” feeling. Ace’s willingness to stand up for what he believes in inspires Marlowe to do the same

Marlowe & Deuce ♠️

Best Friend / Headache #2

Their first meeting was also the same as the one in-game

After Deuce summoned the cauldron and dropped it on Ace’s head, Marlowe actually screamed “WHAT THE FUCK” out loud. They don’t swear often, which goes to show how shocked they were

They gave him a very stern lecture about how dangerous that was, how he could have shattered Ace’s skull, how other people could have been injured as well...Deuce felt like he was being scolded by his mother

Don’t even get them started on the heart attack they had when Deuce flung Ace onto the chandelier

After getting to know him a bit better, Marlowe starts liking him a lot more

They adore his decision to leave his delinquent past behind! Marlowe greatly values learning and education, so they’re willing to support him every step of the way

Study buddies!

Their study sessions often turn into tutoring sessions, though, with Marlowe having to explain the lesson to him, but they don’t mind. They’re very patient, and also good at simplifying terms without taking away from their meaning, so Deuce learns pretty quickly with them

They feel a small sense of pride whenever he comes to them showing off his test scores (still low, but certainly an improvement)

The headache part mostly comes from when his Bad Boy Mode activates

Marlowe doesn’t like violence. They recognize that progress isn’t linear, and of course Deuce is going to...go back to the way he was at times, but they urge him to keep his calm and remember that “violence is never the solution”

Ohh, Marlowe was so disappointed when they found out he, Ace, and Grim went to Azul in chapter three. They didn’t even need to scold the three of them, their eyes said it all

Deuce felt the guiltiest, since Marlowe was always the one telling him not to cut corners. He felt extra guilty knowing how much Marlowe hated Azul. They take so much time out of their schedule to help him study, and he goes and asks for help from the one they hate most...!

What Marlowe loves most about Deuce is his willingness to learn and change. He was able to realize that his past actions were hurting his mother, and grew as a person because of it. He’s still growing, and learning to be someone his mother can be proud of, which is something Marlowe greatly respects and admires

Marlowe & Azul 🦑

Answered here!

Marlowe & Vil 👑

They’re actually pretty close!

They’re in the same club, so they interact quite frequently

Vil originally wanted them to try acting in one of the films he was in the process of making. He handed them the script, gave them some props, and the cameras started rolling

Marlowe’s attempts at acting were not good. The delivery of the lines was stilted, their movements stiff. Multiple times they had accidentally dropped the props. They had no clue why they did so terribly, they’re usually good at this kind of stuff. Maybe it was because there were cameras on them?

Vil eventually moved them to the costume department, just so they could contribute even a little bit

Marlowe’s very interested in magical pharmaceuticals. They love learning about how magic intertwines with medicine, and Vil is more than happy to teach them

Vil often scolds Marlowe for not following the skincare routine he’s provided for them, but Marlowe’s not used to such fancy products and strict routines...they really can’t keep up, no matter how hard they try

There’s a lot he nags them for, actually. Their fashion sense (he’s the one who styled their uniform), their diet (it’s not their fault Crowley doesn’t give them enough money for good food), and their sleeping habits (they’re not used to sleeping early, or sleeping a lot) just to name a few

Marlowe likes a lot of things about Vil. He’s hardworking and confident, but most importantly, he helps the people around him

Vil pushes people to work hard so they can reach their full potential and go from a dirty potato to a shining red apple. He isn’t just concerned with his own self-improvement, but the growth and development of others as well. Even if others don’t put in the effort, he still keeps pushing because he never gives up

Marlowe originally thought he’d be a selfish, crab-mentality kind of person, so finding out that he actually wants to see others around him prosper was a surprise, but a welcomed one nonetheless

What they dislike is his method of doing so. Marlowe is very much a kind, gentle person who believes real change shouldn’t come from brute force. They always feel a little annoyed when he acts so harsh towards others

Marlowe & Grim 🐱

Best Friend / Headache SUPREME (yes, he surpasses numbers)

Marlowe called him a “disease-ridden raccoon” when they first saw him, which Grim did not take kindly to

Imagine the Prologue, but all the player choices have an “insult Grim” option

When they found out that they would have to be two halves of one student in order to attend NRC, Marlowe groaned internally. They did not like the little troublemaking furball one bit

All he did was bring misfortune! Their first NRC experience could have gone a lot smoother if he hadn’t caused so much trouble! Disturbing the entrance ceremony, burning an important statue, the chandelier fiasco...randomly waking up in a new world was stressful enough, all that just made things even worse

Honestly, their first few weeks together were terrible. It was all bickering, arguing, snide comments...the ghosts in Ramshackle seriously considered relocating

As time went on, however, the two slowly grew on each other

Marlowe is Grim’s henchman! They buy him food, help him study, and scratch that one part behind his ears to help him fall asleep (which he totally doesn’t like, absolutely not)

Grim is Marlowe’s familiar! He protects them from danger, helps clean around the dorm (if bribed with enough tuna), and looks so cute when he’s sprawled out snoring on the makeshift cat bed they made him

Eventually the arguments turned into playful banter. Marlowe would nag him for not doing his homework, Grim would complain about it, then Marlowe would nag him for complaining, so on so forth

What Marlowe appreciates most about Grim is...his company. He was the first one they met in this strange new world. They both have no place to call home, no family to call their own. All they have is each other, so Marlowe’s really thankful for his company, even if he can be a little annoying at times

Marlowe would never admit it, but they’ve grown so attached to the little monster. They can’t imagine life in Twisted Wonderland without him...but don’t tell him they think that! He’ll never shut up about it!