#rook hunt fluff

[azulashengrottospiano]

SUMMARY: Fluffy Savanaclaw Rook thoughts.

CHARACTER: Rook Hunt

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: a lil gift for @v-anrouge!! there is no occasion you've just single-handedly made me abnormal about pomfiore ^^

Savanaclaw Rook who leaves little wooden carvings of your favorite animals and plants at Ramshackle’s front door. The first time he did this, you almost stepped on it and felt terrible about nearly ruining such a pretty gift. He assured you that it wasn’t a big deal, that you would have hurt yourself more than the wood, and that he’s so glad your precious skin wasn’t harmed.

Savanaclaw Rook who climbs the trees right outside your dorm room’s window so he can knock on the glass and snatch your attention. He basks in it, like the sun’s glow that showered him in freckles, and finds himself swooning when you drag him inside and complain about the splinters he has in his hands. They aren’t pleasant, but being touched so tenderly sets his heart ablaze.

Savanaclaw Rook that lets you trace the freckles on his face, shutting his eyes as your fingers brush pretty shapes and letters across the marks. You spell his name, you draw the sun, you spell I love you, you draw little hearts. At some point, he doubts you’re even following his freckles anymore, but when you’re seated on his lap and your face is so close to his, he doesn’t dare disturb you.

Savanaclaw Rook that has his fixation on beauty awoken with you. It’s obvious Vil helped spur him to action, but anyone that knows Rook well enough knows that your beauty was the starting ember of his fiery passion for all things beautiful. And everyone knows that you will forever be special to him, whether they know well him or not.

[tzuyusluv]

❥ Kisses With Pomefiore

genre -> fluff

pairing(s) -> pomefiore dorm x reader

warnings -> bullying/teasing in epel’s, nothing much tbh

word count -> tba

summary -> kisses with the pomefiore dorm

Vil Schoenheit | A Kiss During A Scene

“Alright! Time to shoot the kiss scene and then we’re done for the day!” Walking up to the set where Vil stood was intimidating, knowing that in a few moments you would have to kiss him. It made your heart beat out of your chest. “Alright action!” Saying your lines that would eventually push Vil’s character to kiss you. When you finish, you wait patiently for Vil’s actions. He leans forward and connects your lips gently. Pressing down hard but not forcefully. When he pulled away, a string of saliva connected your lips. “Cut! That was perfect!” The director shouts, snapping you out of your thoughts. The assistants take you to your trailer where you get ready for bed. Vil on the other hand was thinking about how perfect of an actor you were and he wouldn’t mind playing the villain if it meant he got to kiss you.

Rook Hunt | A Forehead Kiss

“Mon Amour!” You jump in surprise when Rook appears out of nowhere and presses a kiss to your forehead. “Oh Mon Amour how I’ve missed you!” He exclaims with a hand on his chest. “Rook, we were just in class. I just sat two people away from you.” You stare at him with a fond smile. “Oh Mon Amour, if it was up to me, I would have you in my arms all day.”

Epel Felmier | A Kiss To Prove A Point

You could faintly hear some students tease Epel around the corner. You didn’t want to interrupt and give them even more teasing material. “I’ll prove it too you! I will!” You could hear the angry in Epel’s voice. “Hey! Come here!” Epel calls you over and your eyes widen in surprise before you quickly make your way over there. You stand beside him and wait for what you were needed for. Epel got closer and closer before he eventually just pressed his lips to yours harshly yet loving. You just barely melt into it before he pulls away. “There! I proved it!” He proudly exclaimed to the other students. They just grumbled before leaving. “Sorry about that, I just need to prove something to them.” Epel explains sheepishly. It’s silent for a moment before he breaks it again. “Y’know, I think I have to prove something else.” His cheeks are getting redder and redder. “I need to prove to you that I actually love you and I didn’t just kiss you to get them away from me.”

[angelltheninth]

Rook Hunt Sneaking Out Early in the Morning

Pairing: Rook Hunt x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, suggestive talking, kissing, sneaking out, flirting, marks

A/N: I'm typing this on my phone cause the brainrot is too strong to wait for me to get to a hotel.

Sneaking around was all part of a hunters nature. Rook just never figured he'd be using those skills to sneak out of a pretty girl's dorm room. It would have been easier to meet him in the forest but that would open you up for more trouble if you got caught.

"You did a number on me last night little bunny. How does someone so gentle looking have so much energy? Ha, could have fooled me, I'd have taken you for easy game."

You can't help but smirk at the state of him, his back marked by your nails, neck covered with smudged lipstick, him flexing his fingers because he used them too much last night. And you, stumbling forward as you embrace him, that knowing ache creeping back up as Rook turns around to kiss you, lips still swollen from last night.

"Pay no mind to that, it will... go away. Well not if you keep rolling your hips like that it won't! Haven't had enough yet? You really are just like a bunny in heat. Shameless little bunny."

When Rook manages to gather up the energy to leave your lips and embrace he can't go without taking his shirt, so give it here. As good as it looks on you it would raise suspicion if his shirt was found in your room. He took great caution to hide his arrival, even having to take a shower when he arrived cause of the branches and leaves in his hair.

"Thank you for my shirt, I'd be looking like a suspicious weirdo if I walked around with only my bow and arrows on my back. Although I have a feeling you'd like to see that. Don't worry, I can be your eye candy."

As you take his shirt off Rook can't help but let kut a sigh of pride and love at the sight of you. It's a good thing he can control himself around you. There will be time for more lustful nights later on, after he makes sure his cover isn't blown before class.

"I'll see you in class, my needy bunny. Since I can't have a lucky rabbit paw I'll settle for a good luck kiss from you. Oh stop looking at me like that, we'll see each other in less then an hour. Think of me until then."

[romkive]

Hey lovely! Can I request some date hcs for rook, idia and lilia? Like where they'd take you and what their favorite date activities are? Thank you and love you bunches!!! <3

omg of course! Anything for you pookie <3

ROOK, IDIA AND LILIA DATE HEADCANNONS

tags : fluff, gender neutral reader

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Rook

  Rook, for me, seems like the type of man who would prefer for you to choose the date location since he wants to see the places that “bring out your inner beauty, mon cheri!” But don’t get him wrong, he would be so happy if you ask him to be the one to decide the place and the activities . I still believe that he would choose something according to the vibe you give him. 

 If you prefer more relaxed dates, Rook would suggest going to a gallery or a botanical garden. He would find enjoyment in looking together at the exhibits and to either explain them to you and vice versa. He would also bring a camera with him to take photos of the exhibits and of course you, it brings him so much happiness. Be sure that he would praise your beauty among the paintings/flowers for eons but just know that everything he says it’s completely true. He also seems the type of person to try to find a painting/flower that would resemble you and immediately show it to you. Please do the same for him, Rook will be overjoyed. 

“Mon étoile, this painting reminds me of you. The way their eyes look like they are shining from love is magnificent and their lips curving into a coy smil- wait did you say that painting reminds you more of me? Oh! Hahaha you little trickster….you have no idea how much that fills me with joy, thank you..”

  On the other hand, if you like to do something fun for your date, he would definitely suggest paintball! Don’t worry, he would go easy on you , after all he wants both of you to enjoy the date. And seeing your determined and concentrated face upon close makes Rook more lovestruck by the second. Also if you are inexperienced with paintball, be sure that he will leave everything to go help you out, no matter the team you guys are!

“That’s it, raise it just a little higher so you will hit him right across his protective vest, we don’t want our dear company to be hurt after the game. That’s it, you are doing great. Eh? I am a little bit too close? So sorry mon cheri, it wasn’t my intention to make you uncomfortable..Heh? You didn’t mind it? Oh…then you wouldn’t mind if I got a little closer, right?”

Idia

  First of all, I have to applaud you for getting him out of his room to go on a date with you. We all know that Idia is extremely shy to go out but with the help of his no.1 wingman, aka Ortho, he will definitely grow some courage and mayyybeee leave his tablet behind. Okay maybe not. But still Idia wants to choose a date spot that you will love and at the same time both of you feel comfortable with, so a very cozy date is his way to go.

 Since he would feel bad if you stayed inside for the whole duration of the date, one of his most creative suggestions was a Board Game Shop date. As a member of the Board Game Club, I feel he would have a grasp on what type of games you will find fun . Also this is a good way for him to see what your preferences are and he loves it when you come up to him and excitedly tell him about a game you found that you want to play together. Little do you know that that’s exactly what he wants to do. So when you are not looking, he goes and buys the game that you were most excited about. On the way home he has a warm smile on his face when he hears you being overjoyed that he bought a game for both.

  “When we reach home, do you want to play it together? It will be fine if you can’t, I completely understand if you are busy. HUHH? YOU-YOU CANCELED EVERYTHING TODAY SO WE CAN SPENT THE DAY TOGETHER? Why did you… fine fine sorry… and thank you.”

  If Idia is in a more confident mood, rare I know, he would suggest going to a cat cafe. Probably when the cafe opens so few people would be around. But that doesn’t make it any less special. The way Idia’s eyes lit up when he was around those cute little cats and you was unmatched. The way his hair was up in a bun ,so the kittens wouldn’t be burned, was so adorable even though the kittens had something else in mind. They would flock around his hair due to the warmth and the lighting and would play around like moths on a light pole. Idia even though he was worried for the kittens, he couldn’t help laugh when they were attacking him at all fronts. Please take a lot of pictures and videos for him, he would be so touched his hair will turn pink.

  “Look at all those kittens! OMG they are so adorable, I wanna take them all home and just cuddle them up and take so many pict- h-hey why are you smiling like that? You think I-I am more ad-adorable? Well you are totally wrong cause that is you. I said nothing!”

Lilia

  Lilia seems the most knowledgeable about dates from the other two due to him living for so many years but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t enjoy them anymore. On the contrary, he feels so warm inside when you propose to go on a date with him. Silver would be a little baffled seeing his dad so happy but the moment he realizes why, he is supportive. With a little persuasion, Malleus, Silver and Sebek would convince him to not do a dinner date cause “It’s more fun if you have a change of scenery” but thankfully Lilia had more ideas in store,

 Unfortunately for you, one of them was a picnic. No matter how hard they tried to force Lilia out of the kitchen, Lilia did manage to make some stuff for both of you to eat. If we put aside his inability to cook, he strongly believes that food is a form of love, so his strong feelings will show if he makes something with a strong taste no? Thank Silver and Sebek afterwards for packing some fruits too. But nevertheless, the date is super fun, doing cloud gazing together, picking flowers and just overall sharing stories.

“So little one, I packed some sandwiches and some tarts for us to eat, all made by me of course. Huh? You want to eat later? My, my, can I ask why? Oh you wanna explore the area first? Of course everything for a person as lovely as you are…”

 If you are a music lover like him, make sure that he will recommend both of you to go to a concert. It doesn’t matter if the band is popular or not, if he knows them or not or if they fit his style, he just wants to hang out with you. He is happy to follow you anywhere and he is open to new experiences. Also during the concert he will make sure that everything is alright and he will make sure that you will enjoy it wholeheartedly. The moment a love song plays, make sure to check on him because his eyes are definitely not on the stage anymore.

“Uhm sorry sorry, didn’t mean to stare, it’s just….hahahaha how awful of me to just stare at you like that, forgive me, dearest. It’s just…oh I hate repeating myself. The truth is you are much more interesting to look at, I just wanna look at your smile forever, will you forgive me for that?” 

[domxmarvel]

Your night

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large frappuccino, Lavender and Forest Berry flavored+Honey Bun

Vil x Female!Reader x Rook-“I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies”

"I got the face masks and chocolates,is Roi du poison on his way?"

"No,he needed to do something more. So he'll be late. He sounded exhausted" Rook looked disappointed. "He's working too hard"

"You're right,we should finish everything before he returns so he can just relax"

"I'll go make some cookies,can you handle the rest?" 

"Don't worry I'll take care of it" He gave you a kiss before going back to the bathroom to prepare everything. 

It was getting very late,Vil never stayed that long at any event or photoshot. He was always serious about being healthy and especially about having a proper sleep schedule. 

“Anything new?”

“Nothing yet,I’m starting to get worried. Should I call him?” He thought for a minute,you were worried but you didn’t want to bother Vil either. Thankfully he walked in just as Rook was about to answer.

“Why are you still up?” He looked tired and grumpy but you still hugged him. He hugged you back,kissing your cheek as he did. 

"I missed you and I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies”

"And we have a surprise for you too," Rook piped in.

"What did you do?" He sighed,you held up the plate of cookies and he took one. 

"It's a good kind of surprise" You laughed it off. Rook led him to the bathroom,which was filled with candles. The bathtub was filled with bubbles and rose petals,Rook had set everything up beautifully. Vil pulled both of you into a hug.

"Thank you,but I can't possibly enjoy this by myself. Will you join me?" 

Luckily the bathtub was big enough to fit all three of you. All three of you were sitting there relaxing with face masks on in complete silence. You were a bit concerned that Vil might fall asleep,so you moved closer to him. 

"Thank you Y/N I really needed this"

"Rook did most of it to be fair" Rook moved to sit next to Vil,so he was sandwiched in between both of you. 

"I really appreciate you both" You recognized the look the Rook was giving you,and you made the first move. You kissed Vil,trailing your fingers down his chest until you reached his stomach. You just let your hand rest there,wait for him to let you keep going. Rook had wrapped an arm around his waist as he kissed Vil's shoulders,moving up to his neck. "I really should take a break,I have missed this"

"Maybe we should move this to the bed?" Rook suggested. 

Rook was sat up holding Vil to his chest,both of them facing you. He was already kissing Vil all over as you did the same,kissing all the way from his ankles to his cock. You took him in your mouth,making him moan immediately. Rook complementing both of you as he kept kissing Vil. You bobbed your head up and down,quickly speeding up

“Y/N” Vil managed to pull away from Rook to moan your name for a second before Rook pulled him back. He grabbed your hair,careful not to grip too hard. He suddenly came in your mouth with no warning. “Sorry,I didn’t realize I was that close”

“It’s fine” You were about to wipe your mouth,but Rook grabbed your wrists and pulled you close. Kissing you before licking up the few strings left around your mouth. You straddled Vil’s lap,pushing him further against Rook. “But I seriously hope you’re not done”

“Of course not,I never disappoint”

“Just don’t forget,tonight is all about you” Rook wrapped his arms around both of you,pulling all of you closer.

[revasserium]

pomefiore #1 - truth

vil.

the truth is — he doesn’t know what to make of you, and it isn’t like it’s the first time he’s felt stumped by something, though he’d rather give up his favorite tinted moisturizer than to admit it but… there’s something about you. you, in all your unassuming beauty — the kind that begs no attention but your own, and yet leaves no one unchanged in its wake. the first time he sees you, he is held still by the sight, the quiet weight of your presence, and the first time you smiled, he’d found himself breathless, held still by his hummingbird heartbeat, the stitch and stagger of his lungs as he fights for the air that he knows he needs and yet. “you’re staring,” you’d said to him once, long after he’d admitted to you how he felt, and not so long after you’d admitted to him that you’re not quite sure what this is but you’re willing to try. “i know,” he says, offering you nothing more than a painted porcelain smile, his eyes never leaving yours. “you can take a picture, it’ll last longer,” you tease, feeling a blush as it warms your cheeks, but vil only shakes his head, “a picture could never do you justice… what a preposterous thought.” and he says this was if it were an obvious thing, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from your cheek, “and why would i bother with a picture when i could spend my time admiring the real thing?”

rook.

the truth is — he’s been a gone man since the moment he saw you, and suddenly, everything he’s ever thought he knew of falling in love, of being swept off one’s feet, of happily-ever-afters, seems shallow in the face of this — whatever this is. because he’s certain that there isn’t a word big enough for it yet, this thing inside him whenever you deign to look his way, whenever you cast him a shy glance or a smile, whenever he hears the sound of your crystalline laughter, ringing through him like so many church bells, tolling the coming of something heavenly indeed. “the descent of an angel,” he proclaims, sweeping into a too-low bow the first time you ask him what he thinks of you being here, crash-landing the way you did into the entrance ceremony. you’d laughed again, then said, “c’mon, i’m being serious!” to which he’d pressed a hand to his chest, his eyes going wide as he insists, “i’m being nothing but! do you think i’d make jest of such a momentous occasion?” and when you’d pursed your lips, blushing hard, looking anywhere but at him, he’d reached out to tilt your chin back up took at him, only to say, “i mean… what else am i supposed to think? when someone like you falls from the sky? if that’s not a blessing, then truly, i don’t know what is.”

epel.

the truth is — he’s never felt more at home that he does with you, and not because you remind him of home, the soft, lilting accent of your voice so much more melodious than his own, but when you’d told him that you like his accent, he’d gone quiet for almost a full ten minutes, trying to think of something perfect to say. he comes up blank, but by then, you’d gone back to your book, humming as if you hadn’t just shattered his entire world with a single sentence and gone about your day. so he lets himself sink into the summer-like warmth of your presence, the sweet and tang of your teasing eyes, your daring laughter, the way your tongue darts out over your apple-red lips when you’re thinking too hard. and he wonders, god does he wonder — what those lips might taste like, what they might feel like. if they’re just as sweet as he thinks they are, or if they, like you, carry a sharpness inside like a hidden knife, if they might split him open if he were to one day press his own lips to yours, for just the quickest taste. maybe someday, he’ll try, but for today, he contents himself with watching your eyes flicker back and forth over the pages of the book, and he thinks maybe someday, but tomorrow is someday too, isn’t it?

[cvlutos]

“I like to Write”

| Repost: 02.18.23 | 1.1 K | Rated PG |

Malleus D., Rook H., Idia S., Azul A. X GN!Writer!Reader

| Characters18+ | Headcannons | Super Sweet | Suggestive w/ Idia | Fluff | Platonic/Romantic Relationships | Proceed with Caution, Beloved. |

T.Manor.Requests: For the Lovely @sidra-29 Thank you for the request!!

I was WAITING FOR THIS-

Ahem… Can I request Malleus, Rook, Idia and Azul with a Gn!Reader who writes stuff. Like books and all on the internet and sometimes they even write some special things for our boys

Take your time and stay healthy dear !

♡ Malleus Draconia ♡

Malleus Draconia is a lot of things, and one of them is being super supportive.

♡♡ Whether you’re his partner or simply his friend, he is guaranteed to be your biggest fan. Even if all you write is dribbles or short little things, nonetheless he’s reading. If you write fanfic, he will take it very seriously and be highly entertained by it. If it makes you happy, it makes him happier. If you want tips or constructive criticism, he’ll give it. If you just want his genuine reaction, he’ll do that as well.

♡♡ He keeps all of your work. Even if you hate it, he keeps it and stores it away, so that later you’ll see your progress, he’s super encouraging and won’t ever call your work badly, but he might allude to something not being your best piece, but he doesn’t fault for it. Anything your write for him, he wont stop talking about it. Like will casually bring it up, and if you dont write something for anyone else, he is so smug.

♡♡ He also likes to stand over you when you write. Sometimes he’s doing his own thing while you type. But when you write with pen and paper, he likes to stand over you. Silently watching your hand move back and forth. He likes your handwriting and likes seeing how you write. How your ‘a’s curl and how you dot your ‘i’s. For some odd reason, he enjoys it, and no matter how messy it is, he can read it well. [100% guarantee Lilia’s handwriting half the time is horrendous and unreadable.]

“Whatever you write, it is an absolute pleasure for me to read. Always.”

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♡ Rook Hunt ♡

Rook is somewhat of a writer himself, though he only sticks to poetry. Though finds beauty in longer length stories.

♡♡ If you write, he’s considering this a time for you and him to get snacks and read each other’s pieces. Aloud or silently, though over time, it changes into Rook wanting to act out scenes with you. Scenes with the slightest hint of romance. Whether you’re romantic or platonic, he’s going to want to act out scenes. He does love a good tragedy. But Rook is also super supportive and loves sharing your story ideas. If your write fanfic, Rook likes it too. A little too much to the point he’s subconsciously shipping people. He finds it so much fun, he won’t play matchmaker, but he loves watching it unfold naturally.

♡♡ Just like Malleus, he’s keeping all your writings. Each and every single one, half of which you aren’t sure how he found or got, but he has them. Heavily protected. But let you write him something specifically for him. He’s reading it every day, before bed, when he wakes up. He won’t tell anyone about it, but Vil knows, cause he accidentally mentioned it.

♡♡ Rook, also like Malleus, likes your handwriting. But oddly enough, has it memorized and if he wanted to, he could easily replicate it. Wouldn’t, but if he wanted to impersonate you, he could. Casually mentions it all the time. If you have a blog or any socials, he’s always in your comments sections acting up. Writing full poems and paragraphs.

“Oh ! Ça doit être la meilleure histoire écrite à ce jour~ Je dois en lire plus !”

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♡ Idia Shroud ♡

You and Him fanfic when?

♡♡ He’d never ask. He would rather let his HP drop to zero and face the final boss with low-grade weapons. In fact, Idia would never talk about you writing, and would simply leave you be. Not out of not caring but more out of fear that if he tries to talk about it, he’ll seem like some normie who knows not a damn thing.

♡♡ Idia had read fanfiction, that’s it. Has tabs saved, so if you do “official writing”, he’s going to be unsure of what to do. If you write fanfic though and post online, he’s sending in anonymous requests, anonymous commissions of his favorite characters. If you write for a fandom he doesn’t know, he’ll binge it.

♡♡ If you write anything for him, he’s done for. K.Oed. Zero Health, and he lost all his EXP. He’s at the beginner level and has to mass farm everything back before he can even read it. He’ll thank you, but won’t touch it for days before he forces himself too while screeching. If it’s cute and sweet, he’s a mess, snot bubbles and tears. If it is remotely sexual—well—he might need a new copy. Though unlike the first two, he doesn’t really care for you handwriting, it’s yours, but he likes to see you type, especially if you type hella fast.

“—YOU WHAT—I mean… Thank you for the… For the… Mm—Thank you for the story….”

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♡ Azul Ashengrotto ♡

*Cue him thinking of ways to make money with your writing*

♡♡ He views it as an admirable talent. Azul only writes essays, reports, documents. And a lot of contracts, so idle writing really isn’t his thing. He’s tried, but most of it comes out messy, so he sticks to reading. So if you write, he’s requesting something to pass the time. He also enjoys it when someone, especially your friends, asks what he’s reading. He will brag and be like “[Name]’s work. Oh, you haven’t read any.. Well then…” He’s an instigator.

♡♡ He will definitely mention your writing to his mother, especially if it was a gift from you for him about him. He’s rambling to his mom about how talented you are. He refuses to tell the twins about it, but they undeniably know and tease him about it. Any chance they get, they’ll use it as ammunition. But it won’t be just Azul, but you, too. I mean, you wrote it for their dormleader. You must love him~

♡♡ Other than that, Azul won’t interfere. If you want to share and write in his presence, you can. If you want to tell him your ideas and plans, hell gladly listen. Hell gives critics on overused ideas, views him as your personal editor. He will host events in the Mostro Longue for you, to give you more exposure. [A third of the event was the twins giving out threats if they didn’t support you.]

“I mean, you are, uh, dear to me. So your success is mine of course I would and will provide all I can.”

ⓒ 2023 love-thanatopsis — all rights reserved. Any sort of plagiarizing, copying, modifying, translating, editing of my works are strictly prohibited.

[loverofazul]

𝑯𝒖𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 Pt.5

-Ｐｏｍｅｆｉｏｒｅ Ｄｏｒｍ-

Vil hummed, running his fingers through your hair, detangling it. His eyes were closed as he held you close. He couldn't help but kiss your forehead as you began to slowly drift to sleep.

"I love you so much, My Sweet Potato" He mumbled against their forehead.

Head burying into the male's chest, mumbling back. "Love you....too....My Flower......"

Epel held back a yawn as he snuggled into your side after a long day. His hair was a mess and his clothes were disheveled. He struggled to stay awake as his mind told him to rest. His energy gone from memorizing everything for the test the next day.

"Love...you...Apple..." He mumbled, gripping onto your shirt as he fell in and out of consciousness.

A kiss on his head was the last thing he felt before he fell asleep. "Love you too, My Man"

Rook buried his nose into your hair as he took in your scent. It was an all too familiar scent. One he was in love with so much. His kisses went from your forehead to your nose then your lips. A soft delicate kiss to your smiling lips.

"Love you so much, Mon Lapin" He mumbled against your lips, making your cheeks heat up slightly.

"And I love you, My Hunter" You mumbled back against his lips.

Mon Lapin -> My Bunny in French (I used google translate, so please do tell me if it's wrong!)

Requests are Open!

[siren-serenity]

stay until morning light 🌈

characters: rook hunt, gn!reader warnings: fluff, angst a/n: - i headcanon rook using french to soothe you down, knowing that at least his language is something familiar from your old world. additionally, he uses different nicknames because only one can't capture the beauty that you are~ - come get your man @v-anrouge, he's waiting at the altar already - feedback is appreciated!

Labored breaths catch Rook Hunt's attention as he slumbers. He sits up, hands instinctively reaching for the weapon beneath his pillow; he's desperate to help you even in his subconsciousness it seems, but the moonlight falls on your face, revealing the cause of his worries, and his heart sinks.

Your lips are open, feverish heat and labored gasps tear from your throat. Your eyes, squeezed shut painfully, leak streams of salty tears that carve valleys in your cheek. The intensity of your nightmare slightly frightened him; he had never seen anyone have such violent nightmares as you do. The moonlight falling through his windows highlights the way your mouth tears open and lets out silent screams and the way your fists are clenched so tight that he fears permanent crescent scars might be seared onto your beautiful hands forever. Rook cups your chin, his blond hair falling onto you as he attempts to wake you up. In his soul, in his mind, he prays that he'd never have to see you like this.

He knows you go through these nightmares but by the Sevens, he could never imagine it being so heart-wrenchingly painful to watch you go through this. It feels like his heart has been torn out of his chest and he is conscious all throughout the act. He couldn't even bare the emotional pain so he wonders solemnly what you must be feeling. It must be thousands- no, millions more painful than what he must feel.

"Ma cherie," He murmurs, pressing kisses everywhere on your face. He wakes you up in a delicate way, as if to contrast against the monstrous nightmares you are having. "Wake up, you're okay."

Your body shakes even more and he barely manages to dodge the punch you throw in your sleep. He continues to murmur softly and calmly, knowing that if he even raises his voice the wrong way, you might even get worse.

"You're alright, I promise," Rook grabs your hand, tracing doodles on your kiss. He slowly lifts your hand to his lips, pressing kisses to each fingerpad. "Wake up, please."

Slowly, but surely, your attacks seem to pause and your eyes twitch. Rook continues to speak in this gentle, calm manner and soon enough, you awaken. Your pupils were still dilated and your chest continues to heave up and down, but the fact you were conscious immediately soothes Rook's soul by a bit.

"Oh mon fleur," He brushes your hair out of your eyes, letting him lock eyes and stare into your enchanting irises forever. He finds it hard to focus on the matter at hand and not on the way you look so gorgeously stunning even after rousing from a nightmare. "What happened?"

Rook lets you steady your breathing while using his other hand to grab his pen to summon a glass of water.

"I had a dream," You murmured, nodding your head in thanks as he hands you a glass of water. "I was forced to leave Twisted Wonderland. Violently."

Slowly, the tears start to flow again. Rook immediately sets aside the glass before grabbing you into a tight hug.

"I-I don't want to!" You wail, sniffling and fisting Rook's nightshirt in your hands. The wrinkles were enough to make Vil scold him but Rook only runs a hand through your hair, calming you down. "I don't want to leave! I-I love this world, I love t-the memories I m-made, I love you!"

You sniff, rubbing your hand across your nose violently to stop your running nose.

"P-please, Rook. Don't make me leave!"

Rook picks out the broken undertone in your voice and the minor cracks in your voice as you sob violently. He tightens his hug around you and buries his head in the crook of your collarbone. He inhales and his senses is immediately flooded with your unique scent, the addictive drug that he is enraptured by.

"I'm addicted to your smile, your scent, your warmth. Don't ever leave me," Rook cups your chin so he can face you again. He leans in, capturing your lips in a quick kiss before continuing. "I can't bear the pain inflicted on my soul. Je ne peux pas virve sans toi, tu es amor de ma vie. Tonjours."

Your lips curve into a simple smile, yet that one simple action is enough to make Rook's heart stutter. He feels like a young schoolboy again, just about to debut into the world of adulthood. "What does that mean?"

"I can't live without you," He murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead and down your neck. He leaves wet marks along your neck; internally, he wishes he had worn lipstick so those marks could be seen and shown off to the world. Your fists tighten around his biceps and your eyelids flutter as he continues. "You are the love of my life. Always."

"Rook..."

"Mon ange, the things you do to me," He sighs before wrapping himself around you so he spoons you securely. Rook hopes his natural body heat would give you a safe haven to fall asleep in. Judging by the way your breaths become slower and slower, he must have succeeded and he smiles gently.

"Stay with me until morning light?"

"Tonjours, mon fleur. You don't even need to ask."

[throughthetwistedmirror]

Archery Master ~ Rook Hunt

Summary: You want to impress your crush but you’re having a hard time. Leave it to Rook to show you how it’s done in the most romantic way possible.

Pairing: Rook Hunt X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 555

Warning: N/A

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Taglist: @soulangel

You don’t understand; how did Rook make it look so easy? You’ve been trying to hit the target that was only a short distance from you for over an hour. However, you could barely knock an arrow, much less try to let it fly or even hit the target.

“Why does archery have to be so difficult?” You whined.

“Oh, mon trickster! What is it you’re trying to do?” The sultry, accented voice of your crush called out to you.

You jumped, dropping the bow with a loud clatter. “Rook! What are you doing here at the Ramshackle dorm?”

He chuckled. “Well, I heard from a little birdie you were busy practicing your archery just for moi. I only wanted to look in on your progress, that’s all.”

“Ah.” It didn’t take a genius for you to deduce that Epel was the one who gave you u[. He’s always been a bit of a weak link and when he found out you were interested in impressing Rook, he never let you live it down. You made a mental note to destroy him later.

The man you were trying to impress shook his head, clicking his tongue as he picked up your fallen bow. “Mon cher, I’m disappointed in you. You should know better! You’re using the wrong bow!”

“I-I am?”

“Indeed. No wonder you are having such a tricky time trying to hit the target. Here,” He handed you his bow. “Try this on for size.”

Your eyes widened at his gesture, afraid of even touching it. “Oh no! I couldn’t! It’s your bow, Rook! I don’t want to accidentally break it or anything!”

“Nonsense!”

He chuckled before standing behind you. Instantly you were aware of every movement he made, your heart beating erratically in your chest. You flinched as his chest bumped into your back. Taking his bow, he placed it into your hands, placing his own on top of yours.

Rook then whispered in your ear, “Let me help show you how it’s done.”

With his hands carefully directing yours, he helped you knock an arrow against the bow string. You tried to focus on what you were doing, but you were very aware of his gentle yet commanding touch. He smelled like the forest and his hands were soft, despite how often he used his bow. Your heart was practically beating right out of your chest but you managed to hold it together.

“Ready?” Rook murmured in your ear and you realized then that he had helped you pull the bowstring back to your ear already.

You just barely nodded, your voice not even a whisper, “Yes.”

The arrow was released, sailing through the air and hitting the bullseye dead center.

You couldn’t help but shriek with delight. Jumping on the balls of your feet you squeezed Rook tightly, causing him to stumble a little. However, he just laughed and even patted your head.

“I can’t believe I did that! Thank you, thank you, thank you! You’re amazing!”

“No you’re amazing and no thanks are necessary, mon cher.” He assured you. “Now, are you ready to try on your own?”

With a sudden burst of courage from the adrenaline still coursing through you, you said, “I still think I need your help please.”

Rook gave you a sly smile. “But of course.”

[hnsoka]

Rewatched Howl’s Moving Castle today👍🏾

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And may or may not spent like $150 after shopping with my sister 🤡

[azulashengrottospiano]

NRC'S PAINT CHIP PROJECT! — rusty red

"rusted like metal. hard work in the sun. sunburns, too."

You straighten your spine and breathe out as it cracks, the sunlight pouring over your figure as you rest your weary muscles. You’re not sure what compelled you to head outside with Rook on this hot summer’s day, but you know he needed the assistance. Trey’s too busy preparing for another Unbirthday party to help Rook pick the plants he needs for his newest project, so you just stuck with the job.

Which, ironically enough, is a love potion.

“My darling Trickster, I do so appreciate your help. Your radiant kindness never fails to make my heart stumble in its confines!” Rook swoons, a bundle of pink flowers in his hands.

“Of course. I’m always willing to help you out.” you smile, and Rook flutters his lashes playfully.

“Tell me Trickster.” he coos, bringing the bundle of flowers up to your nose, “What do you see when you smell these blooms?”

You don’t question him, knowing that despite his reputation, he would never do anything to hurt you. You shut your eyes and breathe them in, and the blurry image of Rook appears in your mind. It must be some sort of association trick since he’s the one there with you. 

Opening your eyes, you laugh at his expectant expression. Rook looks so excited, eyes wide and gleaming.

“Well...I saw you.” you say, and Rook squeals loudly.

“Oh, Mon Dieu!” he beams, tossing the flowers aside and taking you into his arms, “My dear Trickster, those flowers are famous in Twisted Wonderland for showing you a vision of what your heart longs for! Oh, you are far too adorable!”

“Rook!” you squawk, clinging to his arms as he nuzzles your cheek.

“Oh, don’t you fret, my sweet, ” he chuckles, the pet name rolling off his tongue like honey, “When I smell those flowers, I see you at your best, beauty and radiant and shimmering with pride, just as you should be. And I see me, by your side.”

You feel your face grow warm, and Rook’s grin turns wicked at your embarrassment.

He really is quite a handful, isn’t he?

[somekidnamedkai]

May i please request letters of love with rook? If not it's completely okay i hope you're having a good day!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

February 7th - Letters of Love

Authors Note: I really like writing for Rook so I had a lot of fun with this, so I hope you enjoy reading it!

Characters: Rook Hunt

Warnings: French Men

‘My Dearest, Prefect, I came to write to you to express how much I love you. You occupy my thoughts all day and night, every waking and non-waking minute I’m thinking of you. I love you more than any and all words can express. You are mon amor, my love, my life, my soul purpose, je vis pour t'aimer. I live for you. To make you happy so I can see your gorgeous smile and hear your beautiful laugh. It makes life worth living. The way you help people without hesitation, the way you stand up for your friends. Mon Amour, you’re perfection, and I wish to spend every day till the days we die reminding you. Happy Valentine’s Day, I wish you all the happiness one could have.

Love, Rook Hunt’

You didn’t realize you were crying until you saw a tear hit the bottom of the paper. Your heart swelled reading Rook's letter. It was the most romantic thing anyone has done for you. You loved Rook so much, and this made you love him even more if that was possible anyways.

‘p.s stop by Pomefiore after classes are over. Love you xx’

God, you loved this boy. The day felt like it was dragging on, so it could keep you from Rook. But once lunch finally arrived, Epel handed you a note, “it’s from Rook,” he told you, as you opened it.

‘Hello again, Dearest. I hope you’re having a wonderful day so far. Once you see me after classes, I do hope you tell me all about it. Don’t forget to eat lunch, it’s very important to eat three meals a day to stay healthy. I wouldn’t like mon amour to get sick now. And even if you do end up getting sick I will be there right by your side to take care of you, even if I get sick in the process, because you’re worth getting sick for, mon amour. Before I sign this away, I would just like to let you know how beautiful you look today. You’re stunning, your shine puts all stars to shame, I love you. Have a good rest of the day until we meet again, my love.

Love, Rook Hunt’

“What did he write? He wouldn’t tell me,” Epel asked you curiously. Your other friends looked over at the note you were smiling over, but before any of them could get a glance at it you pulled it back.

“It’s nothing,” you said as you began to blush, “I just can’t wait for school to be over,” you said happily, as you put the letter in your bag, leaving the others to wonder what was written on the note. But before any of them could make a guess, the bell rang. You waved goodbye before heading to your next class.

After what felt like a century, the final bell rang signaling that school was over. You dropped your work off at Ramshackle before heading over to Pomefiore to meet your boyfriend.

Once you got to the dorm you were greeted by Rook, who ran to you and gave you a bone-crushing hug. It was like he hadn’t seen you in years, “Happy Valentine’s Day,” he told you and kissed your forehead.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, my poet,” you joked, in regards to his letters, “I love you so much, Rook. Thank you for those letters.”

“Ah, you’re welcome mon chérie. I’m glad you enjoyed my letters. And I love you too. Now, tell me about your day,” Rook told you as he grabbed your hand and guided you to his room, where you could spend the rest of the day together, talking and being with each other.

[captain-liminal]

MC: I want to lick my eyeballs and bathe in the sun

Jamil: You can do that, but it wouldn't look right.

Rook: May I join you?

MC: Hell no

[izvmimi]

You don't know when it started, but somehow you realize Rook is starting to pronounce your name differently.

Perhaps you perceive it because of your classically trained ear, or perhaps you notice because you too have started to experience him differently. Even if he is still admittedly annoying - no one would bother to deny that - his presence has crossed into endearing, and you are starting to enjoy the sound of his voice, even when the words coming out of his mouth are maladroit. You blow him off, but not as fervently. You roll your eyes, but you still look positively unto him.

He smiles, and sometimes, and more frequently, you smile back.

There are not that many ways to pronounce a one-syllable word. Rook.

There are not very many ways to pronounce his full name either. Rook Hunt.

His name is simple but it rolls off your tongue differently as time goes on. You look forward to your name said by him. The different tones - layered with love, a breathy whisper, with worry with tenderness...

You look him in the eyes one night, and it's just the two of you, and all you can hear is the rustling of leaves in the wind and the sound of your own heart in your throat.

You hold his hand again, and this also feels different. Comfortable. Perhaps in all this time you swatted his hand away, you were unable to recognize that it fit perfectly in yours.

"Say my name one more time, Rook," you ask, voice gentle and laced with hope.

And he does.

[domxmarvel]

Stormy

Masterlist

Order:13

Large forest berries tea waffle 

Rook x Female!Reader-only one bed

You had hoped that the rain would've stopped by the time class was over,but I'd anything it had only gotten worse. It didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. You heard the sound of an umbrella opening and turned around to see Rook.

"Will you let me walk you back to your dorm?" 

"I'd really appreciate it" He walked back to your dorm and even with an umbrella you still got wet. You pulled Rook inside before he could leave. "The storm's only getting worse,you should stay at least until it calms down a bit" He agreed to stay but again it was just getting worse and worse. 

"I don't think it'll stop anytime soon"

"You could stay the night as long as you don't mind sharing a bed" He turned away from the window to look at you instead. 

"I don't mind,in fact I'd love to" He lifted your hand and kissed the back of it. 

He really did love it,he was such a cuddle bug. Laying on top of you and burying his face in your neck,placing gentle kisses all over until your collarbone. You ran your fingers through his hair,you felt him tangle his legs around yours. The second you kissed his forehead he immediately looked up at you,his eyes wide and you knew what he would say next.

"Can you please do that again?" 

"I can,but I think you'll like this more" You kissed him before he could say anything else.