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#twisted wonderland vil x reader
rxsehearts · 6 months
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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙁𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙉. 𝘾𝙊𝘾𝙆𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙂
#vil schoenheit x fem!reader : despite vil’s very busy schedule, he lets you cockwarm him while he gets ready, only for it to turn into something more passionate.
mdni. cws: adult content, cockwarming, masturbation (reader), fingering, mentions of cunnilingus, light spanking, creampie, google translated german (translation below). more under the cut. nav, kinktober m.list.
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“mm, morning.” you murmur, stirring awake as you feel your boyfriend waking up, presumably start his morning routine as he had a busy schedule today. blinking slowly you groggily stare at his blue eyes, snuggling even further into him as your bare breasts push against him, sending a shudder down your spine at the cold sensation as you looked down, noticing the way your new nightdress slipped while you were sleeping. you didn’t intend to wake up like this, but seeing vil’s gaze on your chest and feeling your nipples pebble wasn’t unpleasant as you felt a surge of arousal from your cunt, already horny despite just waking up.
despite your current state, your boyfriend seemed completely fine as he helped pull up the skipping nightdress, pulling away from you as he ran his fingers through his hair. “guten morgen,” he says to you as he walks over to his mirror and vanity, grabbing what he needed as he headed over to the bathroom. you groan, now awake and horny as your boyfriend deliberately ignores your desire to fuck his cock so early in the morning in favor for his routine. you huff, fingers diving into your cunt and scissoring it as you whine, it wasn’t the same but it’d had to do. he had a busy day and you doubted having sex was a good enough reason to delay his plans, and strict schedule today. as you orgasm all over your fingers, you clean yourself up with a tissue and throw it away, making sure there were no spills on the bed to wash.
after a minute, you hear the shower shut, deciding you’d take one as well as your panties were soaked anyway, no point In going back to bed. stripping as you entered, you place the dirty clothes in the hamper as you turn, taking a moment to admire vil’s body up and down before hopping in. “staring, really?” he asks as he rolls his eyes, which were also trailing your figure. both of you were equally horny, and it weren’t just one sided as his cock was hard, something that should be taken care of. “vil, do you want..” before finishing your sentence he cut you off, a hand on his hip as he wrapped a towel around his waist and denying you from eyefucking him further.
“no. not unless you shower, first. and even then you’re not going to get what you want, you moving would ruin my focus.” he tells you in response to your horniness, which was a good enough answer. he didn’t say no to everything, and you were perfectly fine with cockwarming now and fucking him tonight before bed. you’d cockwarmed him plenty of times, which for the most part they went well, you thought to yourself as your cunt was once again slick, watching as he turned from you to dry his hair, letting you leave to take a shower.
this had to be a new record, the quickest ten minute shower possible. after cleaning yourself off, you hastily dry your hair and your body, not even bothering to put on any clothes as you leave the bathroom. now clean and dry, you walk up to vil at the vanity and spread his legs, hopping onto his cock and settling yourself down on him. “someone’s excited, liebling.” he says as you wrap your hands around his neck, taking his hard cock deeper and deeper into your slicked up cunt easily while burrowing your head into his neck. you let out a moan, relieved to finally be on his cock, even if you couldn’t move.
“how can i not be excited to have your cock stretching me in the morning? i’m sure others would kill to be in my position, so i should savor it.” you retort, horny as all could be. you move your hips slightly against him as he side eyes you, applying his makeup and reminding you not to move or he might end up with a smear. there was no time today to act around and goof off, or to reapply any makeup. you couldn’t help but admire his beautiful face, with or without makeup. those lips that would kiss you and mark you up, swelling your own lips to sucking your cunt, swirling his tongue in and around; eating you out gracefully as you would tug at his gorgeous locks which felt like silk beneath your fingers. you couldn’t help but shift again, trying to get comfy as you thought about other parts of his body. his hands were large and veiny, his legs were long and strong, and even his chest was toned and gets you bothered. how were you supposed to sit still on this man.
despite all your shifting, none of that seemed to affect vil as he continued applying his makeup like a pro, occasionally pulling your hips down and making you stay if you moved too much. you watch his glossy lips scold you each time, wanting to lean in and have him use your mouth to his desire. you weren’t sure how long had passed, time was moving completely different to you, but you found his forehead pressed against your’s as your bodies were completely pressed together intimately, his cock reaching deep in yet completely stationary, leaving you with an insatiable itch as his bangs tickle your face, watching him apply your makeup, his hot breath on your face. “vil..” you whine out, no longer sure if you were up to the simple cockwarming task.
with a sigh, he shakes his head as he pulls away, already knowing this would happen. “du bist eine handvoll, get on the bed, on fours now.” he orders, acting annoyed as you eagerly go onto the bed, crawling onto all fours with your ass up for him, your cunt dripping and ready to be used like a fleshlight, watching him as he comes over. his makeup was smudge proof and he finished a bit earlier than anticipated, so a single round wouldn’t hurt anybody, not when you’re so desperately wanting to be fucked. he makes his way to the edge of the bed, fingers grabbing your hips as he pushes his cock into you, listening to your moans as he slowly starts thrusting.
you’re already adjusted to his size, and slicked up causing him to start off rough immediately and thrusting into you as far as he could, hearing you gasp and scream out his name in pleasure. you feel a rough smack against your ass, eyes shutting and relishing in the feeling that despite how busy he was, he still wanted to and did make time to fuck you. you feel him stretching you, mercilessly slamming his cock in as his balls hit against your ass, which was reddening. “thank you, vil!” you moan out somehow as you feel saliva pool out of your lips, hearing him scoff but continue ramming his cock into your sopping cunt until you feel a tight coil in your stomach, tightening around his cock as you were on the verge of cumming, walls spasming as you released all over his cock, arms barely able to support yourself as you shuddered in delight.
he groans, stopping as he releases his hot ropes of cum all the way inside of you as some of it spills out when he pulls out. he huffs for a second catching his breath, but then things were back to business. “lets try cockwarming again, but this time use your mouth.” he orders as he gets up, cleaning himself off and returning to his mirror. even if your legs were like jelly, you weren’t going to be missing the opportunity to take his cock again, maybe getting in a blowjob or round two before he leaves.
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tagging @candlewitch-cryptic, @witherfag. gut morgen = good morning in german. liebling = darling in german. du bist eine handvoll = you are a handful in german. hey at least day fourteen is back to bottoming. decided to do something softer for once considering all of my kinktober works have just been bdsm fics, let’s be honest.
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©rxsehearts. dn repost, translate, or plagiarize.
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hey so how do you think the overblot boys would deal with having a crush on someone who acts like the heroine of the stories. Like Azul falls for Ariel (human making potions exist so she need not go to him for contracts), her being enthusiastic about everything and is just a perky joy to be around. They could be working on a class project together and Ariel is so into it and adorable. Flip side Jamil falls for Jasmine who probably finds Kalim selfish, he should really be more independent and she tells Jamil to grow a backbone in saying no and that it’s ok for him to say no?
Thanks for the ask!!! I had a lot of fun with this, especially with Jamil and Riddle's part!
Also sorry for not writing Idia and Malleus' part I haven't finished their chapters yet :p
Warnings: none that I know of <3
Overblot Gang x MC Like the Heroine of Their Stories
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Riddle Rosehearts
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*You were absolutely infuriating.
*You were always wandering around, humming, mumbling, questioning things- questioning the rules!
*Who gave you the right to do such a thing?!
*"Riddle?"
*Not again.
*"Riddle Rosehearts? Are you there?" You called out in the rosebush labyrinth, "Oh good evening Riddle! I'm looking for Grimm have you seen him?"
*"No." He replies curtly.
*"Are you positive?"
*"Absolutely. Why would Grimm be here in the first place?"
*"He always gets himself into the strangest places. So I thought, 'Why, he must be in the rose garden!'"
*"Well he is not. I should get going-" you grab the sleeve of his coat.
*"Don't go! It would be rude to leave a lady all alone in such a lovely rose garden."
*Riddle blushed at your touch.
*"D-Don't pull on my sleeves, you're not the king of hearts!" He pulls his arm away, "Besides- I-I... I have things to do!"
*"Oh you never humor me, Rosehearts!" You pout at Riddle's constant reluctance at your curious nature.
*Why do you always look at him so intensely!?!
*His eye twitches from the pure stress that the confusion of his emotions causes him.
*"I'm- I- Well-" He bites his lip. He can't believe he's doing this. "I-I suppose I could accompany you in your search for Grimm."
*"Really? Thank you, Riddle!" You beam at him.
*His heart began to beat rapidly.
*There it was again! That stupid emotion!
*"B-But only until it's time for tea, as rule 78 states! A housewarden must lead by example after all!"
*"Tea with you would be lovely after this ordeal is over!"
*Tea with you...
*He supposes that wouldn't be too bad...
Leona Kingscholar
(I don't know if you want me to do Nala or Simba. If you still want me to write this with Leona send another ask my way.)
Azul Ashengrotto
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Oh, you poor unfortunate soul...
Having to do a group project? What a bother. That is unless you do it with Azul of course!
He's sure you'll leave all the heavy lifting of the project to his already never ending chore list while you go have fun with your friends (cough what Azul needs cough cough).
...but you don't do that. You actually get really into the project.
The two of you were working on it at the Monstro Lounge. He offered you a meal so that you would owe him something out of courtesy.
"Azul, look! It says here that when stars burn out it collapses and explodes as a super nova! Isn't that fascinating?" You point at the text book practically bouncing to contain your excitement.
"Ah, yes. I've had the pleasure of seeing it happen through a telescope." He gives you his performance smile. Being on good terms with all students was one of many things he made sure of. Or at least terms in which he kept control...
"Really?! Wow! It must have been beautiful!" You exclaim before pausing and tilting your head in confusion, "Aren't telescopes a type of bird? With a long neck?"
"No, no, it's a device that allows you to see things from afar..." Azul trails off, seeing you have moved onto brushing your hair with a fork on the table.
"What- What are you doing?" He gapes at you, having half a mind to snatch the Monstro Lounge's precious fork from you.
"Brushing my hair, my friend said humans use this for their hair. My friend is really smart!" You say in the most matter a fact way.
The octopus doesn't even know how to respond to that.
He can't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation. He smiles, a true, normal smile. His group partner is an idiot who is brushing her hair with a fork.
You are so happy.
Genuinely happy.
Your contagious enthusiasm is so unfamiliar.
Yet most certainly welcome.
Jamil Viper
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Kalim had invited you over to Scarabia which meant that Jamil was in charge of orchestrating an entire banquet in under two hours.
Again.
How fun.
Jamil didn't have any negative feeling for you but wasn't very fond of anyone coming over do to the extra work he ends up having to do.
Because Kalim chooses not to lift a finger in help. Even if Kalim tried he would mess up so everything is on Jamil. Everything.
How fun.
"Jamil! She's here! She's here!" A very jovial Kalim jumps up and down.
What? No! The food isn't ready!
You walk into the dorm and take in the overwhelming amount of movement going. All of the students putting together a banquet of some kind while Kalim gushes at all the pretty decorations.
You particularly notice the stressed look on Jamil's face.
When would this guy grow a backbone?
When would the other one learn independence and common sense???
"Thanks for having me over Kalim, but a banquet really wasn't necessary-"
"Nonsense! I wanted you to feel welcome!" Kalim tugged you further in.
You strain a smile, "Then shouldn't you go help set up? With how much you want me to feel welcome?"
"O-Oh! Sure thing!" He goes to help a student with bringing plates and silverware to the table.
Passive aggressiveness for the win.
You walk over to Jamil, "Busy?"
Jamil nods and continues adding ingredients to his pan, "Kalim told me to organize a banquet-"
"And you responded with."
"..." Jamil held the onion he was holding tighter, "'As you wish, Kalim.'"
You raise your eyebrows unimpressed. "Of course." You take the onion from him and begin to cut it, "You really need to grow s backbone, Jamil."
"...it's not that easy in position-"
"Nothing is easy Jamil." You slide the onion into the pan and begin cutting up another vegetable. "Next time say no and don't back down. Or if he really wants to throw a banquet let him organize it damn self!"
Kalim pops his head into the kitchen, "Tables's ready!"
"Great, now stir that." You throw a wooden spoon at him and point to the pan.
You grab Jamil's wrist and pull him out of the kitchen.
"I'll be here for you Jamil, but you need to be willing to help yourself. Now go get nice and pretty for dinner."
With a pat to his shoulder you run back to the kitchen to make sure Kalim doesn't burn the place down.
His hand lingers to where you gave him a reassuring touch.
He'll keep what you said in mind...
Vil Shoenheit
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You are Neige.
You are literally Neige.
You are an exact replica of Neige.
Copy and paste.
If you say another innocent or heartfelt thing Vil is going to suffocate you with your own pillow in the middle of the night.
You must think you're better than him.
You must be doing this on purpose.
He is losing sleep because you wake up at dawn to sing with the birds at the "wishing well."
You are delusional.
Today is no exception to your delusional self as you have decided to invite him to a choir made up entirely by birds.
Plus you. Who may as well already be considered a bird by the size of your brain.
"Vil, the birds and I wanted to sing a special song for you!"
"Ha ha, no." He turns on his heel.
"Yes! C'mon we prepared this just for you." You tug him back.
"This will be anything but good, potato." Vil frowns.
"Because it will be perfect of course!" You beam and begin to organize the birds.
A few minutes later...
"..."
Vil hated every second of the serenade.
A choir made up of birds is realistically not a very good idea.
"So what did you think? Wasn't it wonderful?" You giggle and dismiss the birds.
It was the worst performance he had every seen.
...
"It was certainly... lively." Your eyes light up, urging him to continue his feedback, "It was- It was perfect." He is lying through his teeth.
And honestly, he was no clue why.
He believes in giving truthful feedback and being outright on his opinions but the look on your bird brained face is pleading for his praise.
You attack hug him.
"Oh, I knew you would love it!"
He flushes red.
Because he's flustered he hates you...
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~Tea time with Alice and Riddle~
Alice: I talk to flowers. They break out into a random musical number and then viciously mock me.
Riddle: ...
Alice: ...
Riddle: Pardon?
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tezret · 2 years
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Quirky Boy Talk 🤪
Rook: Oh? Well I do sleep with a loaded gun under my pillow, safety on of course
Jamil: hm. I sleep with a knife under my pillow, security reasons…
Vil: You’re both pathetic and off track
Rook: Pathetic? I would hope not! Why, Roi do poison, what do you sleep with?
Vil: [Name]
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apompkwrites · 1 year
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schoenheit upbringing || vil schoenheit
masterlist characters: vil (platonic) genre: angst contains: death during childbirth, online rumors, self-deprecating thoughts summary: how (name) schoenheit was raised in a media-centric world and how they were first exposed to stardom. notes: another short chapter for schoenheit I'm sorry i love them i promise!!! just wanted to give a bit more insight into their character ;-; also i went with the idea that vil's mom is dead? so uh yeah parts: [og post] | [previous] | [next]
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the day that the youngest schoenheit was born was the day that the schoenheit family grew to four, only to immediately shrink to three once more.
there wasn't much for you to remember that day, but it was permanently engraved in your father and brother's minds.
your father remembered holding you in his arms, cooing quietly as you whined and cried upon being brought into the world. and he remembered the doctors and nurses panicking, screaming at each other about the patient losing blood and slipping through their fingers into death.
your brother remembered being told to wait out in the hall, anxiously waiting to see the little sibling he promised to take care of and become a hero for them to look up to. and he remembered hearing muffled yells from the other side of the door and the sound of his father crying out in anguish and pain.
all you remembered was growing up without a mother.
it wasn't long until you were brought to a movie set, ready to make your first appearance on the big screen. you had been sought after when news broke out about the newest addition to the schoenheit family. hopes were high for this new child, most likely due to companies wanting to stake their claim on being the catalyst for your acting career.
because of course the next child in the schoenheit family was destined to be an actor.
you had just turned two when you were brought to set.
the casting director apparently had a vision, seeing as how your brother was also there alongside your father. the story was meant to follow the main character's life, from birth to death. and you had just been selected to play the role of the antagonist during the toddler section of the movie.
you didn't know any better. you didn't even know how to run properly without stumbling. and yet here you were, exposed to the bright set lights and harsh schedules and demanding expectations of stardom.
you could vaguely remember watching your brother act his part, letting the words flow out of his mouth as if he had truly been made for this role. you couldn't help but be in awe.
unbeknownst to vil, that was the moment you saw him as your hero. of course, you wouldn't be able to identify that thought, but it was there in the subconscious.
and soon, the time came for your part to be filmed.
the director was bold to assume that by reading out the script a single time that you would fully understand it. you were two and you were expected to be a prodigy like your brother.
it would be an understatement to say that the first take was horrible. once the cameras began to roll, you stumbled onto the floor and wailed as loud as you could. you didn't know why but that fall hurt. it hurt and all you could focus on was the pain and the lights and the cameras and the whispers and--
it was a miracle that the final take was achieved. it was beyond a miracle that all of the scenes were finished in a timely manner. but you couldn't care less. you just wanted to go home. you just wanted to cuddle up to your blanket and sleep the day away.
you were glad that your father agreed to it, scooping you up into his arms and carrying them off the set. vil was quick to follow, taking quick glances up at you as you buried your face in your father's shoulder.
when the film was released, it was met with stellar reviews. all of them praised your father and brother for their performances, raving about how well they played their parts. and you wholeheartedly agreed. with what little judgment you had, you had decided your brother and father were superheroes, ones that had the power to act a part so wonderfully and beautifully as if they had become an entirely different person.
you didn't even care that some reviews criticized your acting. it didn't matter, you couldn't comprehend any of it anyway.
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but it did matter the more you grew and the more you began to understand critic reviews.
you remembered that fateful day you remembered the first movie you were in. you remembered searching up the reviews and feeling tears well up in your eyes when you began to read the reviews. you were two, for gods' sake. you didn't know any better. and yet, there they were, grown adults criticizing a two-year-old for being lackluster in performance and being a "disgrace to the schoenheit name" as one critic wrote.
what fun, realizing at age seven that even at two you were already a disappointment--a leech that sucked at the schoenheit name's legacy like water.
although the more you grew--and the more you learned about your birth-- you realized that maybe, just maybe, you had been a leech to the schoenheits since the day you were born. after all, you were the reason your mother, vil's mother and eric venue's wife, was dead.
you were lucky that your father was such a doting man, coddling you the day you were born despite all the damage you had done. and he continued to coddle you day after day after day. even after you were a failure on the first movie set you performed on, he still wrapped your blanket around you and held you close.
you loved your father with all your heart. and, just like your brother, you wanted to be like him.
but above all else, you wanted to be like vil.
vil was, for lack of a better term, the greatest actor you had ever seen. he was not only a beloved actor but a highly sought after boy in any field he chose to put effort in. he was loved. he was cherished. he was wanted.
he made the schoenheit name proud.
he wasn't a leech who only served to ruin the legacy from the inside.
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the minute those tabloids were released, planting the seed of doubt of your legitimacy into the world, was the minute you realized just how bad you were for the schoenheit name. you knew you weren't an illegitimate child. you knew because you had murdered your mother.
in fact, if those tabloids were right, it would be a better reality.
if you were illegitimate, maybe you wouldn't have to live up to the impossible expectations of being a schoenheit. if you were illegitimate, maybe you wouldn't need to be an actor. if you were illegitimate...
maybe you wouldn't have killed vil's mother.
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tragedyofdevotion · 2 years
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Beauty
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“Why do you put up with someone like me?”
Vil asked this question, seemingly out of nowhere, when you were combing his hair. The light blonde strands which was flowing into violet flower was soft in your hands. It was part of your routine to style his hair at the end of his day. You were both happy and proud that he trust you enough to let you handle the task. Not everyone had the privilege to style the hair of the Vil Schoenheit, the perfectionist.
You looked his reflection in the mirror and saw that he was also looking at you, his gaze burning into your eyes.
“What do you mean by that, Vil-senpai?” You shifted your gaze from the mirror and continued working on his braids.
“Do not pretend to be clueless. I, myself, know that I am an overbearing person. And I am so painfully aware of what others think of me, too, a prideful and jealous tyrant. Well, they are not that far off the mark, though.”
You looked back at the mirror and noticed that his gaze was still on you, waiting patiently for your answer.
“I was not pretending. I never once thought that I am putting up with you. Unlike Epel, I am not here because I have no other choice. I am here because I love to be here. And although some people may think your persistence to be overbearing, I find it beautiful, like a single rose amongst the dangerous thorns.”
His serious face bloomed into a smile at that and said, “You sounded exactly like Rook at the last sentence.”
“Why are you laughing? I was being serious, you know!” expressing your displeasure, you made a little pout. But actually you were not at all angry. You loved seeing him smile after all.
“And continuing where I left off, you said as if you were a bad person but is there any good person here in Night Raven? Compared to some, you can even be counted as the nicer one.”
His expression immediately fell at that. Even an actor as talented as him still had rooms for improvement if an amateur like you can read his face.
“Then what about Royal Sword? I surely cannot be more kind than them, right? I am sure you would have a better time if you were with one of them, Niege, for example.”
“Vil-senpai, even though I was transferred from another world, I am here at NRC, the school of villains, for a reason. I am not as pure a person as you might be thinking. And I hate those RSA brats for acting like goody two shoes.”
As you finished styling his hair, you hugged him from behind. And looking at his eyes in the reflection, you said almost seductively, next to his ear.
“Plus, Niege is not really my type.”
You glad you did not blink at that moment because the way his cheeks heated up was a really pretty sight.
“Vil Schoenheit, please know that even if the mirror says otherwise, you are the fairest being in existence for me. I will never betray you, or much less leave you even if you tell me to.”
Without breaking eye contact, you said this as seriously as you could, in order for your feelings to reach his heart, which was full of scars. And perhaps, your wish came true because after murmuring a small “Thanks,” Vil gave you the brightest smile you had ever seen while a single drop of tear adorned his eye.
In the picture book, you read as a child back in your world, Snow White might have been the loveable Princess.
However, for your life in this twisted wonderland, the witch with all of his ugly emotions is and will always be your one and only Prince.
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astelren · 2 years
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TWST being given a bouquet
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ೃ⁀➷ TW/CW: Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader, A little bit of angst on Leona but nothing too much, Broken English, Rook is there, Save Ruggie, I say two words in french and they are prob wrong, let me know if I need to add more TW/Tags ♡ Minors please interact with me only by liking or reblogs. ➳ Pair: Leona Kingscholar x Reader, Vil Schoenheit x Reader (Twisted Wonderland) Words Count: 995
⤠ Relationship HCs (Lilia) ⤟ TWST Masterlist (soon!) ⤠ Reaction to you crying (Leona, Jack) ⤟
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@/jackies-wonderland requested: Hello innocent little flower! Since we are talking about flowers, how about Leona and Vil who are pissed or sad for some reason (you know what expressions they do), with a s/o that gives them a colorful bouquet of wildflowers: "I took them for you but you have to smile, okay? " You decide how to write it, you're the writer right? Good luck, thank you!
This brings me back memories, I don't remember if I posted this before or after TWST first release but it was my first ever post about twst. Lets not talk about how bad my writing/english was at the time... - This is a rewriting of my old work, originally posted on @/severnrsstuff (now severnr0ses).
✧˚ · . Leona Kingscholar
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Even if Leona acts like he doesn’t care about anything, in reality, it’s pretty obvious that it’s simply not true; he cares about a lot of things and people, but he has been too hurt to show the truth of his feelings. You know that very well. Leona rather than showing any “weakness”, as he calls it, would probably prefer to die. You also knew that very well.
But you also knew how to understand him, how to catch those little moments when Leona would show his real feelings; his eyes going dull for mere seconds, showing how much sadness he has inside deep inside of him, and every time you catch those time your heart drops.
You didn’t quite know what happened this time; did he remember something about his brother or family? Maybe he had a fight with them? You weren’t fully aware of what happened in Leona’s past, only what Ruggie had told you once, but you wanted to hear the whole story from Leona himself. You wanted him to be happy, so you had an idea. Finding Leona is always hard; whenever he discovers a new place to sleep he would take a nap there and not respond to anyone for hours, leaving you to worry and search for him with Ruggie more often than you would like to admit. So you had no idea where he could be, all you could do was either ask people or search all around the school like always, hoping to find him soon. After what felt like hours, you were finally able to find him and, strangely, he wasn’t sleeping but he was looking at the sky. 
“Leona?” you call him with a soft voice, getting closer to him hiding the bouquet behind you, although you knew that it was useless due to his strong nose.
“What is it no-“ Leona starts already annoyed and with a grunt on his face, only to get interrupted by your little surprise.
A bouquet showed up right in his face, all the different fragrances of the flowers on his nose probably annoy him a little bit. Leona watches you with surprise all written on his face, clearly confused at your gift.
“I took them for you but you have to smile, okay?” it’s all you said before giving the bouquet to him, watching as Leona took the flowers in his hands with surprising care, and you could almost swear he had an almost invisible smile on his face. For quite a while he didn’t say anything, making you worry that you somehow managed to anger him, but Leona just pats you on your head and gets up, muttering something about being hungry. The next day you heard Ruggie asking very confused and almost worried why Leona had some flowers in his room, ordering Ruggie to take care of them.
✧˚ · . Vil Schoenheit
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Today wasn’t a good one for Vil: he was trying to make a new make-up, but a first-year somehow ruined it. You hoped the best for the first year, Vil could be very cruel when he wanted to, especially if you mess up with very important stuff, but maybe with a first year, he was going to be more… Merciful. Now you had to deal with a very angry dorm leader, and you didn’t quite know what to do.
Vil was really picky about anything, only wanting the very best, but he was even worse with gifts. You had to be extremely careful about every little detail, in hopes that his mood may improve having him in such a bad mood wasn’t ideal, and you wanted to see his smile. Searching on your phone for a few minutes you read a good idea: bouquets! It’s a simple idea, you weren’t sure if it was going to work, but one that could be very beautiful. You happily pick up the flowers, only choosing the most beautiful one and carefully searching their meaning, knowing how Vil was going to check for those (if he doesn’t already know), and you only wanted the best for Vil after all. Luckily for you, finding the most beautiful flowers wasn’t so hard not so long, you were able to find enough flowers to make a beautiful and outstanding bouquet, one that could only be at least fair to Vil's beauty. You make sure to make the bouquet as perfect as it can be, glaring at it multiple times during your walk to meet up with Vil as you two planned before, your mind full of anxiety and fear of rejection.
Before you could actually think of changing the gift you arrive at your meeting place for your date with Vil, that was talking with Rook about something you couldn’t catch on. As soon as the hunter sees you a big smile appears on his face, eyes full of curiosity at your bouquet in your hand.
“Ufufu” he laughs, glaring back at Vil “It was a wonderful talk Roi de Poison, but it seems I have to go. Au revoir!” Rook leaves waving at you both, clearly amused by this whole situation.
“Hello, my love” Vil greets you, calm and loving as always, but you could tell that he was still in a bad mood. He looks at the bouquet in your hand with a confused look on his face, then with a small but happy smile probably realizing why you did it. “Are those for me?” he adds, and you nod.
“I took them for you but you have to smile, okay?” you give to Vil the bouquet, and his smile gets wilder and softer.
“Thank you my love, it’s a beautiful bouquet.” he says, kissing your forehead and squeezing your hand. The date goes as planned and your gift managed to uplift Vil's mood completely, which the first year thank you deeply for, but now in Vil's room, there is a new decoration that he cares for every day.
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thesimpsbasement · 2 years
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TWST Drabble 2
SPOILERS FOR BOOK 6!!
Vil hugged and kissed Rook and Epel on the cheek because they along with you, his s/o, came by to actually help rescue them ,he then turns his attention to you and envelops you in a tight hug, tighter than the hugs he gave to his pomefiore friends "I'm especially glad you came,dear" he said, putting a hand on your cheek, he started to kiss every inch of your face before putting your head into his chest " I'm so glad you came, I thought I'd never see you again" he said,savouring this moment with you, holding on to you even tighter as if you'd dissappear if he hadn't.
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fluff-n-fic · 8 months
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hiii! for the fluff-n-fic may i request no. 12 w/ vil and his s/o? (vil is the one who will sing) thank uu! 🫶🫶
Author's Note: I can't picture him singing it but tried my best, this is short, event this prompt is from, requests/anon/tags open!
Description: I wanna be a bimbo doll prompt with Vil, crack, intended as a romantic established relationship, awkward dialogue but it's just a sentence I couldn't put another way
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Bimbo Doll
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Light humming filled the air, a gentle echo floating down the hall.
It grew louder as you grew closer to his door, waiting just before the threshold.
He was turned towards you, notified by reflections in the mirror.
"Hello there, potato"
You smiled, sitting next to him and he kept doing his makeup. "What was that you were humming?"
"They played music during one of my recent photoshoots, and one of the songs I can't seem to get out of my head. I'm not quite sure, though I think it was Bimbo Doll"
You knew words were mostly the same as they were back in your world, although you didn't want to assume. It wouldn't hurt to ask, "What's bimbo mean?"
"Someone beautiful but not that smart, usually for women or people who are just generally feminine in appearance."
You smiled as you thought of a way of subtle flirting, you weren't usually one for this but you figured he would enjoy your confidence.
"Well, if you ask me, you're halfway there already."
He smiled, looking at you with adoration, a special gaze used only for you.
His brows knit, then he drew back from you a little.
"Which half?"
"Oh- OH- Not like that, it was the part about being pretty!"
He chuckled at you "It's okay, I knew which it was, that was merely a way of teasing you"
You pouted, feigning an insult at his words.
"Potato, if it makes you feel any better, then I also believe you're almost there."
"Thank you, Vil. wait-"
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@rayisalive who's halfway to being a bimbo
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Thanks For Reading!
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bluebell-writes · 2 years
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Homeslice. I am absolutely begging for a vil x reader, where the reader like sets up a cute date for the two of them, like pulls out all the stops with dinner reservations in a private room and all the fancy shit, fresh flowers, a brand new outfit, pays for everything, etc whatever, and basically pampers him and tries to set up the perfect night aheh any pronouns work cuz i am vil's numero uno simp :)
The Perfect Date! (Vil Schoenheit x Gn!Reader)
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Bluebell says: No warnings! The only warning is a certain someone being a simp for Vil. Love you bestie!
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You and Vil had been dating for a little over a month, and you wanted to do something special for him. So, naturally, you asked him when he would have a free day, and decided to take him out on a date
You roped Rook into helping you set up the perfect date night. He pulled a few strings and got you a reservation at a super nice restaurant. You knew you would never have been able to get a reservation otherwise, so with some subtle threats, you got a reservation!
You had everything planned to the last detail. The reservation might've been weeks in advance, or even months! But you had your outfit planned, what flowers you were going to give him, the compliments you were going to say.
When the day came, you were super nervous. You knew that Vil could be a bit cruel at times, you could think of several instances from before you were dating, but surely he would like what you had planned, right?
The two of you met up at the restaurant. You had specifically requested a private room, so no one would be bugging Vil while you two ate. Hell, even the waiter was sword to secrecy!
Vil was pleasantly surprised at your efforts to set up the perfect date night. He thought it was endearing that you would go through the effort for him (and expected.)
You got him a bouquet of purple flowers. Daises, roses, gladiolas, and hibiscus decorated the bouquet, attempting to hold a candle to the flame that was your love for Vil. Upon seeing the bouquet, a smile spread across his face, happily taking it.
The date went smoothly. The two of you talked a little about his work, as he had gotten a new role for a movie, but you mostly caught up with each other. You talked with him about the stupid things Ace, Deuce, and Grim were doing, and how their most recent stunt had landed all three of them (and somehow you) with trimming every single bush and tree in heartslabyul.
He also complimented your outfit, saying that he would have to get one that matched yours.
At the end of the date, after you paid for the meal with Crowley's your card, the two of you went on a walk through the park, holding hands. It was late enough where no one would be out, so the two of you were free to be affectionate in public.
He walked you back to ramshackle dorm and pulled you into a soft kiss, holding you close. He thanked you with a grin, saying that he would have to take you out next time.
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veliana · 2 years
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Watch a horror movie with Jamil Vipper and Vil Schoenheit
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JAMIL VIPPER-
If Jamil is scared during a movie, that means it's a really good horror movie .
He would be rather sarcastic if his partner on the contrary is very fearful .
Secretly he will find it cute .
He is the one who makes the popcorn and his popcorn is DELICIOUS .
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VIL SCHOENHEIT -
Vil would explain to his lover all the cinematographic techniques used .
He would judge the acting a lot .
In fact he is not even afraid of the film since he literally spends all his time judging the smallest details .
If he sees that his partner is too scared he will immediately turn off the film and engage in a hug session <333 .
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alj0saray · 2 years
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omg hi!! if the requests are still open, can i ask vil with 27 please??
hihi 💕💕 its been quite a while since I had the chance to write yandere Vil so I'm very happy about this request!! I'm not so sure if this is any good but I tried my best!!
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ೃ⁀➷ TW/CW: DARK CONTENT, 18+ (MINORS/AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DON’T INTERACT), Broken English, Yandere, Toxic Relationship, Manipulation, Insecure Reader?, Punishment, Gender Neutral Reader, let me know if I need to add more TW/Tags ♡ My blog contains dark content, be careful when interacting/following! Please if you like my work don't forget to reblog/interact with me♡ Minors, ageless, blank blogs, and silent readers will get blocked if interact with me. ➳ Pair: Vil Schoenheit x Reader (Twisted Wonderland) Words Count: 492
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⤠ Numbers 31 + Natsume ⤟ TWST Masterlist ⤠ Number 41 + Xerxes ⤟
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27. “Say you love me, I am not asking you again / don’t make me repeat myself.”
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Vil made you better, physically and mentally. Ever since you two got together, you always looked your best and acted your best, listening and following his advance like it was a rule, you were going to get sick otherwise. If he was able to make you feel so confident in yourself, making you transform into a beautiful butterfly, why not follow him? Even if that meant no longer being yourself, Vil knew better.
However, as Vil is able to fire up your ego, making you feel the most confident person in the entire universe, he is able to make you feel the worst, ugliest person in the world in mere seconds if you dare to go against him or not follow his advance.
“I’m not doing this because I want to.” He says, looking at you while sighing loudly, clearly disappointed. “I’m doing this because I’m forced to, you should know better at this point. I’m disappointed in you my sweet little darling... Didn't I tell you to do better, to listen to what I say?"
His hands go gently caress your body in a soothing matter, trying to break your curl-up figure to see what kind of mess he did on your body. But you wouldn’t, you just keep shaking and sobbing, unable to even say a “sorry”. Seeing you like this made Vil thorn's heartthrob in pain, to think that such a beautiful creature like you could be easily broken like this... The idea of leaving you alone in this fair, cruel world was making him sick. Poor, poor adorable thing.
Everything he did was for you, even if that meant hurting you a little bit. To stay safe, healthy, and happy you had to stay with him, protected by Vil Schoenheit's grateful hand or sevens knows in what kind of mess you might get into, and Vil preferred not to think about it. And he would do anything to keep you in this beautiful, golden, luxurious cage. Other people would pay even to stay in your place, and you better understand soon how lucky you are to be loved by someone like him.
“Say you love me, don’t make me repeat myself.” Vil softly takes your head in his hand, moving it so you two could lock eyes. “Because I am helplessly in love with you, and I’m just trying to make you understand how lucky you are to be in this position, to have me being able to protect you. And you do love me and understand what I’m trying to do, right? I love you my sweet doll, my sweet most precious doll...” he puts his face in your hair, holding you closer to his chest with his eyes closed. No matter how angry he can be, seeing you like this would always make him much softer than he should be.
"Of course I love you Vil..." you say between hiccups, tears still falling from your eyes.
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rxsehearts · 5 months
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𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙏𝙒𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙔 𝙁𝙊𝙐𝙍. 𝙎𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙊𝙍𝙔 𝘿𝙀𝙋𝙍𝘼𝙑𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉
#vil schoenheit x fem!reader: after a tiresome week, your boyfriend decides to spoil you a little with a very special kind of relaxing massage.
mdni. cws: adult content, sensory deprivation, blindfolded, ear muffs, bound hands, fingering, soft sex, creampies, marking/biting, nipple play, google translated german (translation below), shorter due to wrist pain. more under the cut. nav. kinktober m.list.
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sucking in a deep breath, you attempt to relax at the sensation of vil’s cold hands trailing down your back, feeling his hot breath against your neck as he bites down, leaving an evident mark on your flesh. after a tough week, it felt nice being pampered by your boyfriend as he massaged your back, making you groan out into the pillow, huffing from the pain and pleasure his palms brought to you. you weren’t sure what he were thinking or doing, but decided it was best to stay calm and relax as his palms made their way lower down your exposed body, feeling his fingers press against the flesh of your thigh, rubbing up and down against it tenderly massaging the tension out, making you moan out further.
you weren’t sure how loud you were being, just that you were in fact producing sounds. your eyes were blindfolded, ears covered up, and your hands tied together as you lay stomach down on vil’s bed, propped up on pillows that you found yourself burrowing into, his fingers slowly creeping their way toward your inner thighs, massaging up and down, then in circles as he pressed down, holding it for a few seconds right where it hurt, before a feeling of pleasure washed over you. his fingers continue creeping further up, right until you find your knees supporting you as your ass is up, his fingers circling your clit as he continues his massage, but in a different type of way. you cry out as you feel him closer behind you, shifting to reposition himself better.
you could feel his hard cock against your ass, his thumb repeatedly toying with your clit as he pushes two fingers with his free hand into your weeping cunt, now slick from arousal coating his fingers nicely. you swear he’s saying something as you feel his breath hit your skin again, feeling a few kisses as though he’s saying something between them, but you weren’t sure what, you just knew you were at his mercy, and the only thing he told you to do was relax. it was hard to ignore the way your body was trembling under his touch, and under his lips, feeling your skin peppered with kisses and small bites, marking it up. you wondered if any of this would be visible, but you didn’t have much time to dwell on the thought as his fingers pumped in you, adding a third as you moan out his name, huffing and panting from the pleasure.
you can feel your cunt throb, clenching around his fingers as your lips part, moaning out his name as you feel your orgasm incoming, his thumb leaving your clit and moving to your hip as your cum coats all over his fingers, body basically collapsing against the bed if not for his hold on you, feeling him shift. you wanted to see him, to run your fingers through his blond locks as you pressed a kiss to his lips, but you could only wait and see what he’d do, feeling him flip your body over. your body felt hot and heavy, and it weren’t helping as you feel your legs being lifted and place around his shoulders, his hands now groping and massaging your chest, his cockhead pushing into your soaked cunt, slowly pushing in as he tweezed your nipples lightly, bringing his lips down to kiss and suck on them, his hot tongue swirling around the sensitive bud as his saliva covers it, your fingernails digging into your palms unable to grasp at anything else within your vicinity.
“vil!” you moan, feeling his cock fill you up, pulling his lips away from your nipples as he continues massaging the flesh of your breasts, making you continue to mewl in pleasure. you can feel your toes curling as his hands rub your waist to your hips, feeling him start to move inside of you. you weren’t sure if it were because all your other senses were being blocked, but you’d felt more sensitive than normal, feeling his cock stretching you out, easily thrusting in and out of you slowly and gently, his fingers still massaging your thighs as he thrusts as far as he can, lips crashing against your’s in a kiss, his tongue swirling against your’s as you moan into him, feeling his tongue inside your mouth, getting breathless. you couldn’t see the string of saliva connected the two of you as he pulled away, catching his breath before going back in, kissing you repeatedly. his fingers move to your shoulders, rubbing them gently as you feel another orgasm building up within you, toes curling.
“going to cum soon..” you whine, breathless. you feel him return to your neck marking you, unable to hear anything he says as he continues to thrust into you, a bit rougher now and slight faster as he feels himself ready to cum any second soon, fingers tugging off the earmuffs on your right ear, whispering directly inside of it sending a jolt down your spine. “go ahead, cum, mein schatz.” his words sending you over your edge, feeling another orgasm rip past you as his name falls from your swollen, kissed up lips, your cunt spasming and clenching down on his cock as hear him groan your name, thick ropes of cum spilling itself right into your cunt, leaving both of you a breathless mess. your body is trembling from pleasure as he reaches for your blindfold, taking it off as the two of you kiss again, hands being freed as your fingers dive right into his hair, missing the feeling of touching him.
he rolls your body over, cum spilling as he positions himself beneath you, your naked form sitting atop his cock, settling for a slow round two as your palms find their way onto his chest, sinking down onto him, the warmth of his cock filling you up once again as his fingers tweeze at your nipples, enjoying the way your eyes roll back in reaction to his touch on your sensitive body. “look in the mirror, mein schatz, see how pretty you are for me? let’s make you even prettier with more marks.” he says, tilting your head to face sideway toward the mirror, seeing your back and breasts littered in his hickies, your body drenched in sweat, with a fucked out expression, his hands making their way back onto your hips to help you ride him, aroused and excited for him to deliver on his promise to mark you further tonight.
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tagging: @candlewitch-cryptic. mein schatz = german for my love. so my wrist does feel better, slighty hurts after writing that, but i’m trying not to overstrain it. i’ve measured my hand and wrists and decided to purchase some compression gloves for daily use! i may purchase an arm cast later for sleep use as well. unfortunately my hands must be cursed because just yesterday i sliced my finger when cooking and it seems like my hands physically do not want to be healthy. no guarantees i can double upload for the sake of my health, but i’ll try my best to do so! if not, i’ll aim to double upload tomorrow, but i do appreciate everyone’s concern!
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Hey!
I'm the person who requested Vil in the bunny outfit. Thank you so much for placing my order, I loved it. I love the way you write, your profile is like a gold mine for me, it's very difficult to find profiles that write for more confident readers, you'll probably see me often among your requests.
That said, could you do a part two of the conflict between vile and riddle? (I'm Brazilian and I'm using Google to translate this, so sorry for any writing errors)
Thank you so much for the kind words!!! I understand the struggle of finding readers I relate to so I decided to just write the fics I wanted to find :p
Don't worry about translation stuff, I know how to read Portuguese, so write in whatever language makes you feel comfortable 👍
Part 1 - Vil and Riddle fighting for you to open a pickle jar
Warnings: jealousy, past kisses, a lil violence at the end, not proofread
The Consequences of Kissing Two Different Housewardens
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*Remember what happened when Riddle saw Vil's maid outfit photoshoot?
*Think of Riddle's rage and multiply it by infinity because Vil was on your lap and you were kissing him.
*Needless to say the students of Heartsynbul had never experienced such suffering.
*Then Ace and yourself decided to create a flour bomb and it blew up in his face.
*Riddle had never wanted to collar you before but now?
*He couldn't stop himself from starting the spell.
*But you stopped him from finishing it with a quick kiss.
*He supposed that he could forgive your prank...
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*After Rook told Vil that you had kissed Riddle not only once, but three times- he threw a damn fit.
*Vases, mirror, window, if it was glass it was broken.
*He couldn't believe that you kissed that red-headed victorian ventriloquist puppet-!
*...
*Vil needed to calm down.
*Perhaps what Rook saw was all just a misunderstanding.
*Vil could ask you if you had actually kissed tiny blob of hideousness.
*Unfortunately, Riddle was headed to Ramshackle dorm at the time of Vil's visit...
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Here it is.
The consequences of your actions.
You suppose you didn't think far enough into what would happen after you kissed two of NRC's housewardens.
You were with Riddle, walking to campus, as the two of you had made routine.
Vil was on the way to Ramshackle and so the path of the three of you coincided.
Additionally, Riddle is once again wearing your jacket.
Vil notices this.
Riddle notices that Vil notices.
You notice that the two of them are noticing each other.
Vil still looking at Riddle asks you, "Prefect, did you kiss this- thing." He pointed at Riddle.
You shrug, "I didn't wanna get collared."
"Not just once, unlike you Vil." Riddle smiled sweetly at the beauty queen.
Vil shakes with rage, "Well I-I- They kissed me first!"
"Who-! Who kissed first isn't pertinent to this conversation!" Riddle starts to turn red.
"I kissed Vil for the photoshoot." You nonchalantly add, already taking out your phone to look at Cater's magicam updates.
"I'm sure you didn't even know how to kiss them properly." Vil hides his grin behind his hand.
"I- I beg your pardon?!"
"Then beg."
Riddle jumps at Vil and they start pulling each others hair.
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You walk away, not looking up from your phone.
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Rook watching it all go down from the bushes: :o
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tezret · 2 years
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You’re Going To Get A Wedgie Vil, Don’t
You/Reader: Hey Vil, just a heads up but if we’re in a relationship, your clothes are my clothes too. Don’t ask me why I have your shirt on, this is OUR shirt.
Vil, unamused: Honey when I come strutting in with your leggings on I don’t wanna hear shit.
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apompkwrites · 1 year
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(gender neutral reader btw)I was reading your vil sibling story and I was wondering what would his reaction be if we just disappeared, like deleted all social media and just moved to another place like we never existed but then after a couple months we just happened to come up again? re-appear in recent news and stuff. (sorry english is not my first language so they are probably mistakes but I really enjoy your works :D)
vil, as much as he has trouble showing it, loves his little sibling. that much i can promise. however, he cannot for the life of him express that love until after his overblot.
so if (name) up and left, leaving behind nothing but memories of their fractured life, before vil's overblot, i don't think he'd handle it well. in private at least.
he's an expert at disguising his emotions. he's an actor, he has to be. so no one will see what he actually feels about his sibling's disappearance. he'll manufacture this statement supervised by a pr team, addressing the fact that he will not disclose any details as to allow the authorities time to investigate properly, but that's about it for his public appearance. he might mentions things in interviews about them, but he won't say much more than that.
it's not because he doesn't want to find them or doesn't care. in fact, he does this because he cares. a bit too much.
he can't talk more about them in public without losing his composure. his precious baby sibling whom he's seen grow is just. gone. he doesn't know where and he doesn't know if they're safe. all he knows is they were practically driven away from their home by the supposed "fans" they had garnered over the years.
that is a part of his statement that was not monitored by a pr team. simply because he needs his point to get across. he will never tolerate the sort of behavior that they have put his sibling through.
even though he had done the same, albeit not to the same degree.
as for reappearing, he'd go through hell and back just to find them if they don't come home and he instead finds them online again. he needs to make up with them. he can't stand the idea that he was a part of the reason his sibling ran away.
he'll do anything to be a better brother. as long as you give him the chance to.
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