#no one ask me to draw vil again I did not do him justice at all ghhhh

[pinkcadavart]

I'm still learning the characters rn so this might not be accurate but please tell me its at least funny

[abyssal-memories-and-dreams]

I just had a crazy idea - how about a scenario/imagine where fem reader is a first year Pomefiore and fangirls over Vil like Sebek does with Malleus and one day they're having a heated argument over who is cooler Malleus or Vil and end up making out in the end

Hi, Luv! Thank you so much for the request! I hope that you don’t mind that this turned out to be more of a one-shot than a scenario - I had so many ideas to write for this that I thought I couldn’t do it justice as a scenario. Still, I hope you enjoy, Anon!

~Agree to Disagree~ Sebek Zigvolt x Fem! (S/O)

“Young Master could surpass Vil Schoenheit in any way anytime he wants to!”

“Please, I’ll know that when I see it... or him, anyhow...”

(S/O) scoffed in her seat at Sebek’s declaration, watching as his face soured into an even deeper frown. Neither knew how long this rivalry had been going on, and quite frankly, they didn’t care. They were both first-year students at Night Raven College with a passion for those they cared about. The only problem? They constantly bashed each other because of who they devoted themselves too.

While Sebek would die to protect Malleus’s life, (S/O) had other priorities being a Pomfiore student. She absolutely adored your dorm leader Vil Schoenheit, from his makeup to his skincare routine to his influence on Magicam. In her eyes, he was an absolute God among men. However, Sebek didn’t share that same sentiment with (S/O), often finding reasons why Malleus was superior to Vil in any way.

No matter the circumstance, the two always bickered about who was better, much to the dismay of everyone around you. It would happen everywhere - in class, in the hallway, during lunch, etc. If one person brought it up, then almost certainly the other would follow with an opposing remark. It was really... really... really draining upon those around them, and this time was no exception.

“Can you please shut up?” Silver groaned, groggily moving up from his spot at the doorframe. Classes had ended for the day, and most of the students already left the room. He was waiting for his underclassmen at the door, only to be met by the sight of your bickering. Again. “You guys are disturbing everyone’s peace and quiet.”

“I will only stop when she admits that Vil Schoenheit could only compare himself to Young Master,” Sebek said, pointing to (S/O). In return, the girl scoffed at him.

“Oh, will you stop acting like a child? Yes, your “young master” is one of the most powerful wizards in all of Twisted Wonderland, but what’s great power without any motivation to flaunt it off once in a while? At least Vil is more social with the following he has... if he even has any,” (S/O) crossed her arms, smirking before Sebek slammed his hands on her desk.

“How dare you insult the Young Master! He doesn’t need a following to be better than some model!” Sebek fumed, his face moving closer to (S/O)’s. She leaned back, uncomfortable with the lack of personal space. “As dorm leader, he has helped make Diasomnia the powerful force that it is today! Tell, me, how many times has Pomfiore made it to the top in the Magift tournament since Vil arrived? How long would it take until Pomfiore is at the top of Night Raven College’s academic standings? You claim that Vil Schoenheit is far superior, but all I see is someone’s pride getting the better of them and her not wanting to admit -”

(S/O) slammed her hands on the desk, suddenly standing up and causing Sebek to move back in shock. Her face scowled in anger as she stared into his green eyes.

“That’s exactly my problem with Malleus - it seems his only good trait is his capabilities as a wizard! Ever since coming here, I’ve only heard other students say how intimidated they are of him! If he really is as “great” as you say, then how come no one seems to invite him to anything if not because they’re scared of him? Vil might not have the same magical prowess as your master, but at least he worked his way to where he was. You just seem to pamper him to a point where it’s suffocating for him.”

Sebek was taken aback as she continued to stare, expecting another comeback. But despite the arrogance in (S/O)’s voice, doubt started to plague his mind for a moment. Was what she was saying true? And if so, then... could he possibly be to blame for his behavior? Or were you just saying this to get on your nerves? If so, then it was working. Too well, probably, as he failed to notice someone walking up to them from behind.

“I-” He tried to respond, but was taken out of breath as he felt someone push him from behind. At that moment, everything seemed to happen in a flash before Sebek knew what he was doing. 

It wasn’t until a moment’s notice for which he realized the predicament he was in - leaning in beyond the desk, gripping onto (S/O)’s shoulders, his lips locked onto hers. Both froze at the sudden contact, their minds blank of thought. Neither knew how this was even possible, yet neither complained - or, rather, they were so confused that it seemed neither remembered how to complain.

It wasn’t until a second later that both pulled away from each other, their cheeks completely flushed a reddish-pink as they stared at each other confused. “Wh-What the...” (S/O) stuttered out, taken back the most by the aggressive action. She could not deny that Sebek was a very handsome man, but the kiss nonetheless left her in shock and, quite frankly, angry. She raised her hand, ready to slap him when she noticed that he had a very similar expression, as if he didn’t know what he did either.

Sebek turned back to see Silver standing in the doorway still, a look of surprise dawning his face. Trying to draw conclusions, Sebek’s face flared in anger, wanting to absolutely murder the one who pushed him. And in this case, he was able to deduct his conclusion quickly.

“You-” Sebek’s voice was dripping with venom, but he was cut off very quickly.

“That wasn’t me,” Silver quipped. “It was the old man.”

Sebek looked at Silver confusingly, taking a moment to try and understand who he meant. Before he could, though, (S/O) let out a small yelp as she looked up, causing Sebek to turn around follow her gaze. What he saw surprised him, as he failed to realize his superior up on the ceiling, smiling down upon them.

“Aw, it appears I’ve been caught,” Lilia said, faking a disappointed tone in his voice. “And here I thought I could help you get along...”

Sebek glared at Lilia, mentally cursing him for this act. He clenched his fists. “Lilia...”

“What the hell!?” (S/O) blurted out, her shock now replaced with resentment. After all, how dare this man force her to kiss a fellow student while they argued?

“Well, I saw how fervent you were in your heated discussion as I walked by. You two have a lot more in common than you think,” Lilia said. “I wasn’t trying to force you two into what you did, and I do apologize that it happened as is. It just pains me to see one of my underclassmen arguing with someone who was just as passionate about their dorm leader as he was. Can’t we all agree that both Vil and Malleus are great dorm leaders in their own ways?”

Sebek faced Lilia, ready to scold him, but then turned to (S/O) as he processed his words in his head. He can agree that (S/O) was indeed very passionate about Vil Schoenheit, and he respected how she was able to defend him to the bitter end. Much like himself, she was loyal to Vil as he was to Malleus, and likewise felt a physical attraction to her that she had towards him.

As he calmed down, Sebek awkwardly coughed, causing (S/O) to face him. “I suppose that we can agree to disagree,” Sebek said, causing her to tilt her head in confusion. “The fact is that we both care for our dorm leaders dearly, and that we are determined to keep their name in good faith. While I still do not agree on your statements towards the Young Master, our bickering isn’t helping anyone in the long run. I sincerely apologize for my behavior earlier, but I hope that we can still prosper as students in this academy. Can you still forgive me?” He asked, putting all of his sincerity into his voice as he raised his hand for a handshake

(S/O) was surprised by this. Not just because of his calm demeanor throughout his statement, but the way that he was able to admit that he was wrong. Throughout their rivalry, not once did either of them back down from their heated debates. It made her feel guilty after hearing his statement, remembering times where she would sometimes start the argument. (S/O) sighs, taking his hand in hers, a slight blush heating her face as she shook it.

“I guess I can forgive you for now. Despite my likewise attitudes towards your beliefs, I do appreciate that you are willing to set our harsh differences aside for the better of everyone. Because of this, I also apologize for my own brash and inelegant behavior, and I still hope that we can both continue to agree to disagree in the future.”

Sebek smiled as he let go of her hand, the first gentle emotion he was able to show since this argument. “I’m glad that we can both come to this conclusion. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I - huh?” He turned around, expecting to see either Lilia or Silver watching them, but both had vanished from the classroom.

Silver and Lilia wandered the hallways, traveling to their club activities. Upon further notice, Silver was eyeing Lilia with a questioning look on his face before speaking up.

“Tell me something,” he said.

“Hm?” Lilia hummed.

“How much of what you said was true? About them wanting to get along, and how much more they have in common than they think.”

Lilia looked at Silver, his face forming into one of intrigue with his lips curled into a smirk.“You ask that like I was lying about the entire thing. Such a cruel thing to accuse someone of, Silver,” he said. Silver knew something was up, but kept quiet about it. For Lilia was indeed mostly telling the truth, and did appreciate his underclassmen faring well with each other.

It’s too bad that Silver never got Lilia to admit that he intentionally got those two to kiss each other on purpose. Not that he cared much, anyway.

[prorevenge]

After months of putting up with my roommate from hell, I got the revenge of lifetime and screwed her over out of a fuckton of money and got her to pay rent and life has never been sweeter! (This is a long one)

This is a long one but very much worth the ride, so buckle up. (also, English isn't my native lang, sorry if there are any mistakes)

This story takes place a couple of years back. During college, I lived with several roommates, all of them were nice and we got along well, except for this one bitch, let's call her Karen. if Satan and Hitler had a child and that child had a child with Stalin and Cruella de Vil, that would be Karen for you, she is a loud-mouthed stupid, egocentric bitch who has the face that scare the shit out of a toilet. She would never clean up after herself, she would always leave her plates and things at the spot where she last used them. I have lost counts of how many times, I caught her stealing my clothes without asking and if you so much as touch her clothes she loses her shit on you, or her drinking our lactose-intolerant roommates almond milk and any time we confronted her for drinking it, she would shrug and say "I only had a sip, stop being so stingy." She plays her music loud at night, invites stranger without giving any heads up, a time or two she didnt pay rent even though her parents are FILTHY RICH and she is wearing gucci and prada shit, Karen also fucking lies about everything, even things that are not worth lying about. like if she woke up 7, and you ask her, she'll lie through her fucking teeth and say she rose with the sun rise because she is a natural. (ps, this is something i actually heard her say to her parents while she was skypeing them....so cringy, who the fuck says that? but i digress)

Months we have fucking put up with her, of course we tried to get other roommates but unfortunately when we all moved in everything, all documents and contracts were done in her name so kicking her out would require a lot of effort and most of us were busy with school and work and life happens. So we ignore it as much as we can and try to move on.

We are now all seniors and in our final semesters, meaning graduation was coming, AND Karen is planning a backpack trip across Europe with her friends as a graduation gift to herself, this is important so remember this.

One of our roommates and my closest friend, Sasha, has had a crush on a guy that lives down the hall. Any time the two of them are together, Sasha and the Guy keep giving each other googly eyes and blushing faces; it was sooo cute. Sasha is a verbal autistic person and has never dated anyone because she has a hard time with socializing and understanding social ques and subtlety, which lets face it, that is the core of dating, especially flirting but with a lot of encouragement from me and the final roommate, Lola we got her to ask him out. He said yes. She was so happy, you guys, she flew back into the apartment and did an hour of happy dance with her arms flailing about and a shit eatin grin on her face; needless to say we were all so happy. Karen caught wind of this and it just so happens at that time she was having relationship problems, I guess her bf finally realized he's dating human garbage. Not one to be outshined, Karen behind all of our backs went to the guy's place and spun lies about Sasha, saying she is a serial cheater and even made a fake account for Sasha's so called bf. the guy never called Sasha, and eventually weeks passed by he told us why but by then Sasha felt like the damage was done and lost interest in him.

I. WAS. FUCKING. FURIOUS.

This, this level of dickery and bloody pettiness is the straw that finally broke the camel's back and I vowed I wouldn't fucking leave until I served my slice of justice. Here's another character that you must know about, Prof C. His wife two years ago was in a horrible car accident and as a result is in a wheelchair, this is especially problematic because she was a stay home mom that took care of their two special needs kids and they have a toddler at home. Home life is a mess for him, he is running ragged between working and single-handedly is taking care of his family, the uni took pity and also feared the workload would see one of their best and most beloved teachers leave the school struck a deal with him to help him out. In all of his classes there will be quizzes and midterms, this doesnt change, but assignments you submit and he corrects at the end of the year, this is important cuz our uni has zero tolerance on proffs that dont constantly update the students course works so that students have the chance to improve their grades.

Karen, the lazy and stupid bitch she is, is somehow skating through his assignments, even though they require a shit tone of research and writing. I accidentally learned that one of her older friends told her that she only needs submit the paper on its due date and to only write the first 3 pages and use a paraphrase tool for the rest of the paper so the plagiarism software wont detect it and would think its original material and when the end of the year comes, submit a hard copy but with the first pages being her actual work and the rest being completely plagiarized, professional work. Prof C won't know cuz the likelihood a man as busy as him thoroughly checking the work of 120+ students is pretty low. I grinned. A plan was beginning to formulate in my head. Oh, sweet mother of Jesus, she is going down! All semester long I let her do this for all of the 7 papers, one of them which is a term paper that has 20% on it alone, all the while I spied and gathered all of her pass codes, social media, her student ID, everything.

The end of the year came and I compiled all of her assignments, both the original one with the paraphrasing tools she used to circumvent plagiarism and the one she finally handed them in, and I even made photos were there are side-to-side comparison of the assignments. This is a good start but not enough. So, One day chillin at the living room I open a conversation about relationships, Karen is two timing her new boyfriend and is sleeping with some other Person. so, I ask her questions like "don't you feel guilty for cheating?" and "You do realize this is wrong?" and I even paraphrase my words in a way that is vague but also clear, for example I would say "It's not fair, so many people work so hard everyday to be successful and you are here cheating and lying your way to success." Karen, narcissistic as fuck, would respond with snippets of I dont care and how she isnt cheating, she is only having fun and that everyone does it so why not her too. This is too good to be true, even her answers are vague, its like god put his hand on my shoulder, looked me right in the eyes and said, "burry this bitch". and Id be damned if I didnt. As you probably have guessed it by now, I was recording EVERYTHING. The recording plus the photos, and her assignments were more than enough evidence, I sent an anonymous email to the Professor, and i tell the girls so that they can prep for the shit storm thats coming. Three weeks later, results are out. she failed and LOST HER SHIT. She was screamin, crying, wailing, what a sight to see! you best believe, the girls and I were laughing. She tried to talk to the prof, but he was not having it. she cried and begged for a second chance but he said a hard no. So now she has two options: she goes ahead and doesn't graduate with us, and takes on a whole 'nother semester for one measly course or take summer course and cancel her trip to Europe, which mind you she spent a fuckton on, something like 13, 000$ and I know it could have been much cheaper but Princess Karen only wanted the best so yh. The next couple of weeks she spent sleepless nights because she was calling and cancelling all the reservations she made, tryin to get her money back BUT (again, GOD really was out for blood that day) because the cancellation was so close to some her trip most places refused to refund, or some charged her cancellation fees. She only managed to scrap 5.5 K back together, lossin 7.5 K. OUCH!

Its not over, having damning evidence I, with earned gusto, told her she was going to pay all of the bills till we move out, which was in two months, payback for all the times she was late on payment or defaulted and she would from now do her part of the house chores or else Im gonna send it all to the admin and faculty dean and she will fo sho be kicked out and all those uni years will have been for nothing. She hated it, she fucking threw tantrums and cussed me out but my god if she didnt do whats told. she cleaned her stuff, apologized to Sasha for what she did, I forced her to come clean to her BF (dont know the guy but the few times i met him he was super sweet to us and i felt bad for the guy), I watched her actually do the dishes for the first time in like years. IT was fucking amazing and I don't regret it one bit. In fact, anytime I feel sad now as an adult, i kick back my feet and reminiscine and a slow shit eatin grin draws itself upon my face.

tl;dr roommate was super mean, i found out she was cheating on her assignments and so i snitched on her and as a result she had to stay the summer and retake the class again or else she wouldn't graduate.

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