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natsukishinomiyaswife · 18 days

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⋆ 𝓥𝓲𝓵 𝓢𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓮𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓽: 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓜𝓮 𝓢𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 ⋆

Please note: This is a repost from my old blog, @sugarcookiesheep!

⋆ Being a celebrity was never easy. The public always having their eye on you, watching your every move. Having to make sure you look perfect, sound perfect, act perfect, all to maintain the image you have created. It can be frustrating, exhausting even, the lengths you have to go through for your career. Though the hardest part for Vil was having to be away from you, his love, his darling.

⋆ He never expected to fall in love until he met you, always focusing on his career. Now when he kisses someone, he longs for it to be you, picturing you as he closes his eyes. When he says sweet words to his costar, he imagines he’s saying them to you, unable to hold back his emotions as he gazes into their eyes, saying he loves them. With you, he was no longer Vil Schoenheit, famous actor. He was just Vil, the dedicated, hardworking man you fell in love with.

⋆ There was no need for masks, for polite words or fake smiles. You knew him for who he was, and loved him for who he was, not for his status or fame. With you he felt seen, he felt heard. The times when he’s had to train for a role, practicing to perfect what he needed to do, you’d be there, recognizing the effort he put in. Even when no one else would, and he felt frustrated and defeated, a simple text from you would make everything worth it.

⋆ Due to his work, there were times where he had to be away, traveling to star in a film or go to a photo shoot. During those times you would stay in contact however you could, through texts or phone calls. He would be sitting in his chair, getting his make up done when his phone goes off, a small smile coming to his face as he sees it’s you. Though he doesn’t have much time to respond, your messages brighten his day, giving him motivation. Knowing that one day you’ll see the film he’s in, or the photo he’s getting taken, makes him want to do the very best he can. He wants your eyes only on him, your attention focused on him and him alone.

⋆ He can’t help but feel proud in those moments, seeing you unable to take your eyes away from the screen. How you would turn to him, telling him in amazement how well he did, how much you loved his performance. Noting all the work he put in for the role, acknowledging his time and dedication. There was no one he wanted to impress more than you, no matter how long you’ve been together.

⋆ There were times when he would miss your presence more than usual, looking at pictures of the two of you fondly. During these times he would feel conflicted, wishing to hear your voice but not wanting to disturb you, a time difference separating you now. In a moment of weakness he would give in, his heart skipping a beat as you answered, sounding like you just woke up. He would apologize for waking you, tempted to hang up. You would reassure him, making yourself more comfortable in your bed as you talked. He told you about his day, how his work was going, how much longer he’d be away. You would listen, humming in acknowledgement as you tried your best to stay awake.

⋆ “You make me so happy, Vil” you mumble sleepily, unaware of your words. The line goes silent, making you think he had hung up. On the other end Vil stared at his phone, quiet as hidden insecurities took hold. With his career and fame you didn’t necessarily have a “normal” relationship, Vil keeping it a secret from the public. He wanted to protect you, to keep you safe, to keep you to himself. Were you truly happy with that? With him being away for long periods of time, unable to show you off as you deserved?

⋆ “…do you mean it?” he whispers, desperately wanting to take it back as soon as it spilled out. It took a moment before you responded, sounding more awake this time,

“There is no one I would want to be with but you, Vil. No one could ever make me as happy as you have.”

⋆ He shuts his eyes, taking a shaky breath at your words. You knew him so well, his doubts, his insecurities. How could he ever be with anyone but you, fall for anyone but you. You’ve ruined him, utterly and completely.

“There is no such thing as a happy ending if it doesn’t include you, my love. So stay with me, please. That’s all I ask.” ♡

Originally posted: February 26th, 2024

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾! ♡

#♡.sheep writes #♡.twst #♡.vil schoenheit #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #vil x reader

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ryker-writes · 1 year

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To add more angst to your Sibling Vil headcanons, what's if the reader is the one who overblots instead of Vil, after he basically ruins their confidence and realizes Vil has some resentment toward them? Revealing in their overblot form that they never even wanted to be famous and only did it for Vil's approval

yesss the angst I live for it!

For those who didn't see the original post you can fine it here. (Let me know if link doesn't work)

Vil's broken sibling relationship (alternate ending)

when Vil did hang out with you, he would always point out some small thing about you that was out of place

even if you had everything together, he would find something to criticize

afterwards he would always make a comment about how you should be careful because your actions reflect on him and your father

sometimes he would even give you a backhanded compliment or when he was especially angry, he would straight up insult you and claim he's trying to help you

it became very clear that Vil hated you

hated how you acted and how you looked

you two used to get along

he even helped you become who you were today

when you were young, he would always help you with how to act or how to look right for all the cameras

he carefully help you and taught you back then

but now he was openly insulting you and hating you

according to Vil, you were many things

you were an idiot for not being able to understand or see the simplest things

you were naïve and stupid for not realizing that your friends only liked you because of your fame

you were annoying

you were lazy

you were ugly

your own brother said all this to you

the only person you thought you could truly rely on, hated you

maybe he was right about you

maybe all those things were true

everyone else probably say you like that

now it was so much easier to pay attention to all the negative publicity you got

Vil was right

you wish it wasn't him that said it, but he was right

it's safe to say that your confidence wasn't doing too great lately

and as you walked through the school halls, it felt like everyone was watching you with criticizing eyes

like they were just waiting for you to embarrass yourself

and when you did, they would be watching, recording, and laughing

so lost in your own thoughts, you weren't paying much attention to where you were going

and you ran into him

your dear brother who hated everything about you

of course, he started criticizing you again

and in front of everyone

"Looks like you're even worse than I thought if you can't even pay attention to where you're walking. You look more unsightly today than usual. You really can't get anything right can you?"

the students around you two started whispering, some even snickered

they were talking about you

you could just tell

it was too much

everything they were saying was too much

you couldn't be here

not with them, not with Vil

you backed away from Vil with tears in your eyes

and you looked directly at him

the cold and uncaring expression clear on his face

thinking back on it, did he ever even care?

was he only ever helping you because your father was forcing you two to be in the spotlight

did he only help you because he couldn't be seen next to someone so hideous?

how horrible it all was

your life, your image, your thoughts, you

for just one moment you wished they would all stop talking, stop talking about you

without even thinking you sent one spell, a simple spell, in Vil's general direction

and that was enough

enough for the air to suddenly feel so thin and an overwhelming sense of dread flooded through you

the world seemed darker

like someone had dimmed everything down

but the whispers got louder and louder until it turned into shouting

they all hated you

it was clear

you just had to accept and give in

Vil was right

you could feel liquid running down your cheeks

reaching up, you went to wipe away the tears

but when you pulled your hand back, you saw black

those weren't really tears

it was blot covering your hand

and it wouldn't stop running down your cheeks like a river that never ends

it ran down your hands and even covered your arms

you could feel it run along your skin and even drip down to the ground

but none of that even mattered right now

Vil stood in front of you now looking shocked

everyone else scrambled to get away from you

of course they did

"You should be proud, Vil. They all love you, and would never run away from you."

he pulled out his magical pen

"You're even incredibly stupid when you overblot. You can't even see how much they love you more than me. They've said that you're the most beautiful. You don't even work that hard and you get amazing opportunities. Meanwhile spend every hour of every day trying to be the best."

looking down at yourself, you could see that your clothes have even changed

beautifully designed clothes were in the place of your old ones

drops of blots swirled down your clothes, and somehow made them look nicer

Vil said they called you the most beautiful, but he's also told you how ugly you were in the past

how could he suddenly change his words like that

they obviously didn't like you that much

they constantly talk and even now avoid you

it made you angry

Vil has been nothing but cruel to you

you couldn't control it

and you lashed your magic at him

he was able to dodge some of your attacks and even started attacking you

your anger just kept building up

"Are you serious? You made me like this. You helped guide me when we were younger. I never even wanted any of those roles! I never wanted to live like this!"

you sent a particularly strong attack his way and he took it full force

Vil staggered back, disheveled and wounded from the fight so far

but your attacks just kept coming and only grew in intensity

"All I ever wanted was for you to just accept me, to like me. But ever since we started growing up you've done nothing but hate me."

it was getting harder to see and hear what was happening

ink plagued all your senses

and all you felt was anger

when you next opened your eyes, everything was blurry for a second

your body felt weak and it hurt to even move

but when your vision cleared, you could see that you were in the school infirmary

and sitting next to your bed was Vil

he seemed to notice you were awake

"How are you feeling?"

despite his calm tone, Vil looked rough

still beautiful as always, but a well trained eye could see the way his hair was slightly out of place and makeup ever so slightly smudged in the corners

he had been here a while

once again you could feel water run down your cheeks

you quickly reached up to wipe it away and looked at your hands

it was actual water this time, not blot

Vil sighed and grabbed your hand

"I'm sorry."

a heavy silence hung in the air afterwards

a million things that he wanted to say

things he needed to say

but right now, he couldn't find the words

so Vil promised himself that he would be able to tell you everything and that he'd do everything he can to try to fix what both he and his father had broken

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #twst vil #vil schoenheit #twst vil x reader #vil shoenheit x reader #vil x reader #vil angst

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mysteryshoptls · 19 days

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SR Azul Ashengrotto - Luxe Couture Voice Lines

Summon Line: Top-class maisons and a premier event... This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I'll make sure to fully enjoy myself here in the Fairest City.

Groooovy!!: The film fest is just getting started. Now, it's time for me to start building connections with the celebrities at the venue.

Home: A fine silhouette.

Home Idle 1: I'm elated to have been able to get my hands on some quality porcelain plates. It was a tad pricier than I would have liked, but this investment is a must for the Mostro Lounge.

Home Idle 2: I can't believe how easily he connected to the staff members at the high-end brand store... Ace-san's social skills are astounding.

Home Idle 3: Does it not seem as though Jamil-san is well-suited to be a manager to the stars? I'm sure he would be capable of attending to even the most freewheeling client.

Home Idle - Login: The Fairest City is a blend of long-standing traditions and recent trends. I'm sure there will be much for me to learn here.

Home Idle - Groovy: It's vital to always establish an equitable rapport with clients. Even among high-class folk, one must always carry themselves with confidence.

Home Tap 1: I believe that branding is equal to building a fan base. It is vital to always be recognized by someone at all possible times.

Home Tap 2: My mother transformed a small trattoria into a famous restaurant. I remember there were often times that we would get to try her newest crafted dishes for dinner.

Home Tap 3: Every cosmetic that Vil-san purchased were extremely expensive. I suppose an actor of his talents would need proper self-investment of that level.

Home Tap 4: I do also have an interest in show business. I cannot act nor direct, but I believe I could be of good use as a producer.

Home Tap 5: If we are to try some sweets, let's look at that shop over yonder. Not only do they look tasty, it seems they are made with quality ingredients.

Home Tap - Groovy: Would you please take a photo of me with Eric-san? I'm sure it would be a fantastic conversation starter if I were to hang it up in the Mostro Lounge.

Requested by Anonymous.

#twisted wonderland #twst #azul ashengrotto #twst azul #twst translation #twst tapis rouge #mention: ace #mention: jamil #mention: vil

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lovelybrooke · 4 months

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What about a yandere Vil from twst giving you a makeover?

This is pretty short but I hope you enjoy

Masterlist

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Your eyes shut tight, you faintly feel fingers brush over the sides of your cheeks, gripping you and tilting your head left and right. You can imagine the concentration on Vil's face, stern and unwavering as he paints your face.

You've been here forever, so long that you nearly forgot how you got here. One second you were walking in the hallway, books tucked away under your arm as you rushed to class. You were running late and so, you weren't looking where you were going when you ran into the all too famous housewarden.

"Oof--sorry!" You exclaimed in frustration, mostly at yourself. Anger only flashed on his face for a small second, before a teasing smile decorated his lips.

"Goodness my dear, you look terrible." He chuckled at your clear annoyance. Resisting the urge to fix your hair, he instead opted to straighten out your uniform, which was ruffled from running into him. After a few seconds, his hands slowly retracted from your uniform, resting gently back at his side. "Come with me." It wasn't a question, his hand grasping yours as he drags you along, the opposite direction of your class. You chose not to argue, knowing it would get you nowhere. Instead you prayed that you wouldn't be punished too bad for missing class.

Now, you're sitting on a fancy Pomefiore chair, facing Vil as he works diligently to fix your messy appearance.

"Relax your face, you're squinting." You hear him say, breath close to your face.

"Sorry." You murmur as he tilts your face up slightly. You hear him laugh and for a second you think about opening your eyes, just so you can see him smile. But you decide against it, waiting patiently for him to finish.

A few more minutes pass, quiet minters where you barely feel his presence, except for when a hand touches your shoulder, just so he can move around you. Or when Vil mutters something close to your ear, but not loud enough for you to discern. You attempt to decipher his whispers in your head, but it always leaves you more and more confused.

You hear shuffling, telling you that he was moving around his room. Before you really notice his absence, he's back infant of you. "You can open your eyes now." You do as he says, meeting yourself in the mirror. You were so--glittery, face perfectly decorated. You observe yourself for a while longer, tilting your head just to see more of Vil's work. Once finished, you meet Vil's gaze, which was already fixated on you.

You resist yourself from shying away from him, trying your best to keep his gaze. His eyes were filled with an emotion you couldn't recognize, it reminded you of the look he gave you when teasing you, weirdly affectionate. It made your stomach fill with butterflies, and finally, you looked away from him. "Thank you, Vil. This was really nice of you." You whisper.

"You're very beautiful, you know." He whispers back, reaching over to cup your chin and tilt his face back to him. "Could I do your makeup everyday?" He asked so gently, it barely felt like Vil at all.

"Y-you don't really have to do that, Vil..." you stammer, trying to keep a calm face.

His face shifts a bit, frustration dancing across his face quickly before disappearing. "Well then, you better hurry off to class." His demeanor was different, his was more stiff and ridged. "You wouldn't want to be late for another class, now would you?" He said, eyes sharper than before.

You nod, looking at yourself one last time, this time in Vil's vanity. On closer look, you notice that your subtle yet beautiful makeup matched Vil's slightly. Maybe it's just what he thought would look best on you?

Tearing your eyes away from the mirror, you say one last goodbye to Vil, before leaving his room. Shutting the door, you sigh quietly.

You'll have to explain to Grimm why you didn't show up to class.

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #platonic yandere #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #vil twisted wonderland #vil twst #vil shoenheit x reader #vil x reader #vil schoenheit

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bones4thecats · 4 months

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Could I request Vil, Ace, Silver, and Malleus with a perfumer s/o? Every student always goes to her for a new scent they want.

Type of Writing: Request Characters: Vil Schoenheit, Ace Trappola, Silver Vanrouge, and Malleus Draconia Name: {Character} with a Perfume Maker! S/O Requester: Anonymous

A/N: This was something that hit fairly close to home, as one of my friends loves making things that smell from candles to perfumes. You name is, she most likely makes it, though she doesn't sell anything, which I love saying she should. Making her blush is so much fun! Anyways, I do hope you enjoy this!

P.S: I made the reader a part of Pomefiore, since that job kinda fits in there!

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👑 When Vil first heard from Rook that you were making different kinds of perfumes to gift the new students of Pomefiore based on their homelands, he was interested

👑 He normally got his perfumes straight from the seller, since going out in public was a basic death sentence for someone as famous as he was

👑 That same day, he knocked on your dorm room and when you opened it, he asked to speak to you for a bit, causing you to feel quite uncomfortable, even more than you were when you first put on your dorm's uniform

👑 Vil looked around your room and noticed you had a small area on your desk where you had a perfume making kit, along with a few different vials full and ready to be tested

👑 He smiled and pat your head, asking what the vials were filled with, making you chuckle and begin explaining what the scents were either a mix of or what they were supposed to smell like, but don't

👑 Your boyfriend smiled and piked up a vial to smell it, and when the scent of Lavender and Cedarwood hit him, he smiled and nodded

" This is a very good mixture of scents, dear. I must applaud you on your expert ability of smell when it comes to this! Would you mind making me some for my next modeling gig? It'd be nice to have this on hand just in case. "

🪅 Ace cannot stand the smell of most perfumes, but, after spending so much time around you and Epel, he got more used to the stench

🪅 When he found out that you could make perfumes, he started asking you to make some so he could spray it on some of his fellow dorm members as pranks

🪅 He gets scared whenever you start messing around with smells, especially when you brought your kit to Heartslabyul to show Riddle the science behind making the perfumes, since he was interested in it

🪅 Ace watches you make the scents from either his or your bed as you make it either on the ground or at your desk in Pomefiore

🪅 If you know him well enough, you can bribe him to test out the perfumes for the day to see how people react to the scents, just make sure he doesn't get a headache when he smells it, it gets rough

🪅 The other first years, especially Grim, love to tease Ace whenever he comes to class smelling like cinnamon and oranges

🪅 Though, whenever he gets back to his dorm, he immediately showers, he doesn't want to go to practice and send the smells flying into the air for his own team to make fun of him

🪅 He loves you, but he has his limits

⚔️ Silver doesn't mind that you make perfumes, he just prefers you use the ones that are more nature-centered

⚔️ He loves perfumes that have the scents of lavender, oranges, pine, peppermint, and more. But, he despises, and I say that heavily, he despises ones that smell super strong, it makes it hard for him to sleep with a headache

⚔️ Your boyfriend will allow you to test the different scents on his nose, since yours is so used to each kind you have, while his is not

⚔️ This guy loves it whenever you drag him to Pomefiore and begin to work on your different kinds of scents on him, but, just warning you, don't immediately use lavender

⚔️ You know how people say it makes them sleepy? Yeah that definitely happens with him

⚔️ He would be fully awake and ready to help you out, but, when you pull out the perfume you made mixed with lavender and turned around to pull out another, he was passed out on your bed

⚔️ That was when you decided to leave the lavender ones to Rook and Vil to test out

⚔️ Normally, whenever he comes back from training, he loves to cuddle with you and smell your hair, the light smell of your perfume dancing in his brain

⚔️ Honestly, it calms him down a lot

🐉 Oh my sweet sevens, he adores your perfumes

🐉 Dragon's have a strong sense of smell, so whatever perfume you use the most, he views that and your natural scent as what your identity can be

🐉 Malleus does love watching you make your perfumes, he has only ever heard about how they were made from Lilia

🐉 But, whenever you pull out your kit when resting around your dorm room in Pomefiore, he just smiles and sits down crisscross on the ground with you and watches you with the largest and most curious eyes you had ever seen

🐉 Like I said earlier, dragons have a very strong sense of smell, so if you were to ever have a very strong scent of perfume, his head would end up pounding, so, I recommend you not wear strong perfumes

🐉 Whenever you end up wearing it, give him a heads up so he can prepare himself for it, a surprise headache is a sure way to get Sebek yelling at you

🐉 At dorm leader meetings, Malleus on average asks Vil how you are doing if you were working on perfumes and needed some time alone

🐉 Your dorm head just sighs and ends up making you take a break to talk to your boyfriend, we cannot let Vil get wrinkles from agitation, now can we?

🐉 Malleus likes lighter smells like anything floral, mostly roses and anything related to nature. He also dislikes things like peppermint, when it's strong that is

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atierrorian · 5 months

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Favoritism?

PARING: Vil Schoenheit x F!Reader

Synopsis: THE Vil Schoenheit goes easy on you.

Warning: OOC.

Note: Idk, I just wrote this because yea, I had no plot in mind. [Name] is not MC.

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Vil has a lot of fans, tons of fans. And although it is to be expected as he is famous for his beauty and talent. Every day, it is to be expected a gift from a fan or a letter will be dropped off by his dorm. (He has no idea how but eh)

He appreciates the gifts, truly, but he only has eyes on someone else.

And that someone just so happens to be you.

How? No one really knows, not even Vil himself. But he does know one thing- and that one thing is that you stole his heart and he'll gladly allow you to keep it.

For you, are someone very dear to him, and the only one who's managed to steal his heart.

Vil looked at you, sighing and obviously disappointed at the girl in front of him. The girl, [Name], sheepishly chuckled and tried to look for a way out of her current predicament.

"Don't even bother [Name]."

[Name] pretended to be oblivious to what Vil meant and put her hands behind her back, trying to act innocent and hoping that Vil would let them go already.

But knowing him, however...

"Hehe... Whatever do you mean, my Queen?"

Vil felt himself getting flustered at her teasing, but, quickly went back to his calm composure.

Almost.

"What were you even thinking? Why would you ever skip one of our lessons for those troublemakers?" Vil said, emphasizing troublemakers- referring to the first years.

[Name] felt guilty, she didn't mean to skip her and Vil's lessons, but the first years were practically begging her to help them with something and she'd feel guilty if she declined them.

But because she accepted to help them, she'd forgotten her lesson with Vil, resulting in her in this predicament. So she'll try to make it up to him!

"I'm sorry Vil... I really didn't mean to! I promise to make it up to you somehow..." [Name] timidly said. She never liked the upset gazes Vil would give her if she did anything wrong- so she'd mostly avoid making a mistake if it meant for Vil to give her praises instead.

Vil, on the other hand, Couldn't stay mad at [Name] for too long. How could he? He doesn't exactly have the heart to stay mad at her but he has to stand his ground and scold [Name] for her absence. How else would she learn?

But as Vil continued to look at [Name], he noticed that she was giving him puppy dog eyes (Something he hates because he always gives in.) Vil grumbled but tried not to frown or else wrinkles would form.

"I'll let this slide [Name], but the next time this happens I won't let you off the hook. And you must come to today's lesson, I won't take no for an answer." [Name] nodded at his words, finding it fair since she did skip their lesson yesterday...

"Deal! And don't worry, I promise I won't let you down!" Vil tried to hide his smile from her enthusiasm and instead, stayed composed and nodded.

"Good, and I expect you to keep your word as you are part of Pomefiore dorm and I won't allow you to ruin the image of it. Understood?"

"Yup! You don't gotta worry Vil! I promise to uphold the image and reputation of Pomefiore! But before that... Would you like to have a dance with me?"

To say the least, Vil was surprised by the sudden request, but nonetheless, accepted it.

"Why? Why are you asking me to dance all of a sudden?"

"Why not? Is it so bad that I just wanna dance with you?"

"No, I would love to dance with you."

THE END.

BONUS:

"Wow, if that was me, I would have gotten worse."

"Bias I tell you, bias."

"The Favoritism is showing, huh?"

#atier's works✎#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit #twst scenario #twst fluff

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 6 days

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Can I ask why you don’t like Vil much? If you haven’t answered that already?

For me, I also didn’t like him at first but loving Rook has turned me into a Vil lover 😭.

[Referencing this tier list!]

A significant part of it is no fault of Vil's own, it's just... I have a very strong aversion to celebrity characters. This dislike scales up the more famous that celebrity character is + how much attention is brought to their status, and well... Y'all know perfectly well how famous Vil is 🤡 This is why I also dislike his father to some degree, though it's to a lesser extent because I at least appreciate Eric being involved in his son’s life + find Eric to be friendly.

Celebrity characters tend to make me feel deeply uncomfortable chiefly because their careers put them in a position where they're ripe for parasocialism (which is when one party, ie their fans, extends emotional energy, interest and time, and the other party, the persona, ie the object of their affection, is completely unaware of the other's existence). Parasocialism in of itself is not a negative thing by default; it can, in fact, be a powerful motivator to improve oneself or can significantly lift one's mood. Some sectors entirely rely on parasocialism to function (such as the "influencing" industry).

Where it starts to get iffy for me is when we veer into the most parasocial of fans who will take extreme actions to support and/or hate on an individual. These are your stalkers, your sasaeng fans, etc. While I'm aware that these are the vocal minority of a celebrity's fanbases, the kinds of things these extremely parasocial fans pull off deeply unnerves me. Like Vil, the celebrities involved are by no means at fault—but they’re always “tainted” in my mind by the association due to the sheer magnitude of what their most crazed fans do in their name 💀 So when I think of that celebrity… I also think of the insane stuff they have to deal with from their fans and that stresses me out.

I find the whole “celebrity worship” culture in of itself very odd. It’s difficult for me to form an attachment to a real person that doesn’t or cannot reciprocate. By extension, it’s hard for me to wrap my mind around activities like following the celebrity’s life closely, supporting any and all projects due to their involvement alone, and collecting merch/signatures. Thinking of Vil’s fans doing this… (or, as seen in the Tapis Rouge event, getting emotional/shrieking for him, begging for a glance, fainting, etc.) it invokes those feelings of discomfort again.

Finally (regarding the celebrity thing), Vil and other famous people tend to be in the spotlight. I don’t really like this sort of a presentation; it calls too much attention to them. This runs counter to the types of characters I tend to gun for: the schemers who operate from the shadows, typically appearing innocuous or humble at first glance. These characters stay out of the spotlight and prefer it that way, as it allows them more freedoms to enact their plots. Celebrities’ positions don’t really allow for that. Even if their off-camera persona is completely different than their on-camera one, the attention they’re showered with never seems to fade.

I also find Vil’s entire presence way too intense (even when he’s lined up next to arguably much more physically imposing students like the 180 cm+ squad or any muscular character). This is why I can tolerate Neige but dislike Vil; Neige comes off as innocent and approachable—so much so that I don’t even register him as an idol or a celebrity in my mind. He’s just a cute boy-next-door type inviting me to dance and sing with him and his friends!

Vil’s hair, makeup, tall heels, the need for perfection, his sternness. It’s a LOT to take in. I can admire the confidence and the tenacity with which Vil pursues beauty, but at the same time… it can come off as super overwhelming. I don’t think I could comfortably breathe in the same space as him without feeling like I’ve offended his sensibilities 😅 Sometimes I get a little anxious just reading him scolding others; it feels like he’s reaching through the screen and scolding me too. I get the overwhelming vibes even through the things Vil creates or commissions; the composition and choreography of Absolutely Beautiful was so oppressive and centered on winning that I disassociated from my own school’s team 💀

Some other minor, miscellaneous gripes I have with Vil:

I don’t generally have a problem with Vil’s leadership or how he guides/teaches others. (His behavior is very similar to what I’ve experienced within my own culture’s upbringing.) However, I do not approve of all of his methods and I do think he does “too much” at times + oversteps, making me feel uneasy.

His tastes don’t really match mine! It’s a little too “glam”, especially the ensembles with heavy smoky eyes.

What’s with him dying the ends of his hair that color… It makes me think of him dunking his head in grape Kool-aid as a dye 😭/j

There we are ^^ I hope that explanation was sufficient!! I tried to explain my… admittedly complex feelings behind my dislike of Vil as neatly as I could. Nothing against the guy, how he is written, or his fans (both in-universe and irl), of course!! This is just my opinion.

#twisted wonderland #twst #Vil Schoenheit #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #notes from the writing raven #question

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k1ngdom-of-thieves · 1 year

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Can I get a headcanon of the Pomefiore trio as vampires and Riddle as a Ghost Groom falling in love with y/n please? Gender neutral please and thank you!

I’m just gonna assume that the reader is human for this

Vampire!Pomefiore Trio and Ghost Groom!Riddle + falling in love with reader!

Vil Schoenhiet

Vil rarely goes out into the towns, there’s too many people and he would most definitely be noticed by someone. It’s fairly difficult being a famous vampire, either people flock to try to see you or people come for him with pitchforks and torches like it’s still the 18th century.

That doesn’t stop him from coming in from time to time. Which led to him bumping into you while you were taking care of a last minute errand.

At first, he was intrigued as to why you didn’t run away in fear when you saw who was in front of you. And when you looked directly into his eyes, he only grew more interested in learning more about you.

He started to come to the town more, and strangely enough he started to see you around more as well. Although his mind told him that you just happened to have a couple of errands to run, his heart hoped that you truly did want to see him.

“Oh hello there, I was hoping to run into you again. Would you allow me to walk with you to your next errand? I would love to talk with you a little more.”

Rook Hunt

Rook has always been one to watch and observe than immediately get involved right away. So when you catch his eye on a stormy night, he intended to do just that.

What he didn’t intend was for you to realize he was “observing” being a creep and started to ask him questions. Rook is a lot of things, but he isn’t a liar, he outright tells you that he’s a vampire when you ask.

He’ll be more surprised if you don’t run away screaming profanities and curses at him. Delighted, but still very surprised.

He’d love it if you’d walk with him during the nights, he rarely gets to speak with people other than vampires. He loves hearing what you think of life in the daylight.

“Oh mon ami, I adore it when you speak your mind! Please allow me to be in your presence once again soon.”

Epel Felmier

Epel never saw that many humans from where he lived. They often told stories of a “haunted farm” where the animals were fed and crops were grown without a person watching them.

These stories of course, were just ways to keep people from going to the Felmier farm. There was, as always, people who tried to get in for one reason or another.

One of those people was you. Usually Epel would just “take care” of any intruders but he was told to “have some more dignity and self-respect” by one of the older vampires so he’s been forced to trying to do that.

When he came up to try and scare you off, he noticed that you didn’t run or scream in terror. Instead you asked why he was alone on a farm. You were also petting one of his horses but he chose to ignore that.

“Oh y’know…just running the farm by myself. I could let you look around some more if you’d like.”

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle never thought he’d be able to love again. You know, because of the whole “Being left at the altar and then forced to watch others get the happy ending that you’ve always wanted” thing.

That was until he saw you. He watched as you roamed the chapel that he is frequently spotted at.

He knew that he’d just be a creep to continue watching you without at least formally introducing himself. Unsurprisingly, you were terrified when he appeared a few feet beside you.

After that initial shock, you two became very well acquainted and the two of you started to see each other more often. Although he once detested the idea of falling in love again, he figures it won’t be so bad if it was with you.

“I haven’t felt this alive since- I can’t even remember when. I suppose it may have something to do with you.”

#twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst imagines #vil schoenheit #twst vil #vil schoenheit x reader #rook hunt #twst rook #rook hunt x reader #twst epel #epel felmier #epel felmier x reader #twst riddle #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader

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being reincarnated into a new world as the bad guy pt. 3

feat. Vil, Idia, Malleus

note: no pronouns used for reader, reader is different for each character, I might write blurbs cuz I like the villain/ess genre

part 1 part 2 part 3

series masterlist

For heroes to succeed, a villain must fall. Novels, films, and games taught generations to never pity the wicked who stands in the heroine’s way, but you couldn’t bring yourself to follow these sentiments. Your heart goes out to the villains and villainesses who drowned in their grief, trapped in a heartless situation, and abandoned by their beloved. Why is it their fault they fell in love with someone who doesn’t love them back? Could their lives be different if given the choice?

“Why couldn’t they be loved too?” You had your final thoughts as you drifted to sleep, only to wake in a startling new yet familiar reality.

Where is this and why do they keep calling you by the villain’s name?

Someone pinch you, you must be dreaming, right? Not only were you in your favourite romance manga, but you were also the partner of the Vil Schoenheit, your absolute bias! Yes, he was technically the antagonist of the series and you were his indifferent partner, but you were on cloud 9.

The story was that your husband was envious of the admiration the male lead, Neige and his love interest seem to so easily gain in the social circle. Eventually, his envy drove him to poison his rival and scar the beloved hero, only to inevitably be caught and ostracized. The plot painted your husband to be a vain noble that couldn’t handle competition, but you knew how hard he worked and his genuine efforts to earn his title as the perfect noble.

You raked your brain trying to figure out how to save your beloved from his frankly unfair fate, but Vil and Neige are bound to meet frequently due to their titles as the most sought-after nobles in the kingdom. Your only hope was to stop your husband’s plot to poison the count’s son and save his image.

You reincarnated before this expected event and not wanting to ask your husband to not poison someone (no matter how handsome he’d be, that is not a look you want to see), you waited for that impending day in hopes to foil it.

But who said you couldn't find some enjoyment? Afterall, you had the luxury of being in the same household as your favourite character. If you weren’t at the mansion helping as much as you can to ease the burden on your husband, you spent your time singing praises for your beautiful beloved to anyone who was willing to hear. Your consistent praise has been said to rival the famous count and Vil’s closest knight, Rook.

“He’s so amazingly patient with me, teaching me my duties as part of the Schoenheit family!” “He’s the image of grace and elegance! His cool eyes leave me in tears! Of happiness, of course!”

Vil was not blind to the change in his partner, but he doesn’t really question it as all he wanted from you was a partner that would not disgrace the family name. He ignored the feelings of warmth when you smiled at him every time you two passed by each other at home, as though he was the center of your whole world. He did ponder for a moment how strange it was that the innocent energy that Neige exude irks him was almost endearing when it was you. Speaking of which, why were you so close to that man?

Even if Vil is your favourite, you were a fan of Neige as well. He was as sweet as the story wrote and you learned that he admired your husband as well (the hours of appreciating Vil were frequent). Plus, being as close as you could give you a higher chance to stop the poisoning attempt. Unfortunately, high society was hungry for gossip, and you became their favourite treat.

“Have you heard, Schoenheit’s newest partner has been seen around the adorable count heir” “Like a moth, always attracted to the prettiest things~”

Vil knew not to take rumours seriously, but the whispers were fuel to the budding anxiety towards the beloved heir of the count. He saw how well-matched you were with the sweet raven-haired boy. He knew Neige would give you the time and care you deserved unlike himself who had to push you aside for the sake of his duties. He believed that you would be happier if you were separated from him for the obviously kinder man. He wanted you to be happy, he truly did.

But he still offered the poisoned glass of champagne to that wretched man.

Your face pale in dread. Your husband has never offered anyone a drink, much less his rival. He was pulled away by an acquaintance and now you were left with a heavy feeling in the pit of your stomach. The situation was too tricky to maneuver as all eyes were on the three of you. Knocking the glass is too inconspicuous and if left out too long, the drink would darken and be investigated, and your beloved will be the prime suspect.

You had to think fast. You had to work quick.

“Sir Neige, could I try your drink?” You smiled as sweetly as you could, hiding the nervous shake of your hands. “My drink is a bit strong for me”

Kind as he was, Neige exchanged your glasses without your husband’s notice. It only took a sip of this poison to take effect and the rest of the content would be tested and traced to the Schoenheit business. It presented as an allergic reaction when consumed but it was categorized as poison when investigated in pure liquid form. You had to do it.

Steeling yourself, you downed the drink to its last drop and stood back with a smile. It’s useless to run now so you’d have to stand there and be ready to act surprised.

You turned to see your husband, who locked his eyes with yours. You smiled in reflex, but tears were starting to fill your eyes as a burning sensation took over your throat. Before long, you felt unable to breathe freely. You cough erratically, dropping to your knees as you claw at your throat as a desperate attempt to ease the fiery pain you feel. The guards rushed to you as Neige panicked beside you, unsure of what’s happening. As your vision blurred and your conscious mind slipping away from you, you thought you heard a familiar voice scream out your name.

It had been a while since you reincarnated into this strange world. Were it not for the existence of magic and unbelievable creatures, you would alternatively think you went back in time instead.

You were “born” and raised in a family known for their strength. Members of your families have grown up to be either knights or battle strategists. You and your siblings were training rigorously as your kingdom was expecting an attack from an ambitious rival kingdom.

While your family were confident in your skills, you knew your family were worried over unpredictable obstacles, namely the vicious beasts hiding in the forest surrounding your kingdom. The royal family commanded the collaboration between your family and the Shroud family, famous for technological inventions beyond their time. That’s when you met their sons.

To say they’re different from most nobles you’ve met was somewhat of an understatement. Idia was fidgeting in his seat in front of you and your siblings, somewhat unbecoming of the heir but the most interesting is his brother who wore articles of what looked like metal coverings on his limbs and most notably the lower half of his face. You kept your mouth shut so as not to disrespect the brothers. Your siblings, mainly your tactless brother, was not as delicate.

“What is with your lazy posture?! And the small one, what is that crazy costume you have on??!” Your brother loudly exclaimed at the Shroud brothers which earned a sharp jab in the ribs by both you and your older sister. “What??”

As your sister dragged your brother out into the hallways, you took the chance to bow your head towards the Shroud brothers, apologizing for your brother’s rather brutish tone.

That surprised Idia, not the sudden exclamation of your brother but for you and your sister’s scolding over his actions. He’s used to people spewing insults towards him and his brother’s odd appearance but rarely do people apologize, especially families with such high status.

You stayed with the brothers, mainly chatting with the more talkative brother, Ortho until your family started their carriage ride home. Still, even when their mansion was out of sight, your thoughts drifted to the Shroud family, mainly the brothers. Their features were so unique and almost a work of magical art themselves, you weren’t sure if they caught you being mesmerized by their flowing blue flames of hair.

You couldn’t speak for your family, but you particularly enjoyed your visits to the Shroud family. You heard that Idia was inventing an aura radar that could help soldiers to detect the presence of magical beasts and you were impressed. But you were even more in awe when you found out he was creating a sort of battle simulation “game” using magic to project visual avatars and reviewing past battle strategies that you were happy to share with him.

“You never fail to amaze and captivate me, Idia. You are seriously incredible.”

“WH-WHAT?! You muscleheads seriously have no subtlety, suddenly saying all that!”

Idia’s mind almost becomes a disarray whenever you are here. Your forward nature leaves him a flustered mess with your honest heart and cavalier attitude towards personal space (though you do back away when asked, to his dismay relief). But he does appreciate that you seem fond of Ortho as he is to you. The younger Shroud gets excited when you offer to walk around with you, even though the both of you keep insisting the older brother to join. You were someone that is easy to love but he kept himself from falling for you because of your differences. No two people could be more opposite than you two, convincing himself that you can never be.

He was sure he could hold his feelings back, until he and his brother were invited to the send-off party by the royal family for the soldiers.

“Eeekk!! How horrid!” A noble’s daughter didn’t hide her disgust when she saw the younger Shroud brother. He typically kept his mouth guard, but he was too tempted to try the mouth-watering pastries at the party. He thought he was away from prying eyes, but he was unfortunately wrong.

“Oh my, those scars...how disturbing” More nobles gawked at Ortho while he tried to wear his mouth guard, but his frazzled mind couldn’t bring his fingers to hold still. His scars were remnants from the beast attack he barely escaped from, but high society was not sympathetic and he was pushed to hide his face and limbs.

More reactions were shared throughout the crowd, either faces of disgust or sneers. Idia who was lost in his own anxiety didn’t realize what the commotion was about until he was too late, and the crowd kept growing which kept him too far to reach his brother.

RRRIIIPPPP

A loud sound tearing cloth caught the onlookers’ attention and looked to the source of the harsh noise. You stood with your sleeve ripped from your once pristine uniform and your arm, littered with both old and new scars of various sizes.

“Do you have a problem with scars?” You almost growled your words as your gaze pierced through the attendees who looked away in fear, many physically backing away from the heat of your glare. “You all have the audacity to point at a child then call yourself of noble class?”

A few foolish souls attempted to speak back but your older siblings came to stand beside the youngest kin. Your brother sneered at them, purposefully making a show of reaching his sword and your sister, though silent, stared down at them letting be known that she won’t be stopping what may come next.

Idia was close to tears. He felt such a disconnect towards this entire kingdom for the longest time and his brother was his only light in his world. However, a different light came to him as he saw you wrapping your arms around his brother and escort him somewhere safer.

He fell hard and he can’t bring himself to hate it.

You failed to change anything. You were publicly ridiculed and your engagement with the crown prince was officially annulled. You tried so hard to protect your friendship with your betrothed so that you would hope that he could at least spare you and your family the humiliation.

Accusations were falsely proclaimed that you attempted to harm his true love and that your family wanted to usurp the current royal family. None of it was true but all of the most powerful and influential figures in the kingdom would rather believe the words of the mysterious transfer student than you. Afterall, she was the main protagonist.

Apparently in his highness’ “kindness”, your family will be ostracized from nobility and to renounce their valuables. You held your tears in the ballroom, but you couldn’t stop once you reached the empty garden, away from spiteful eyes. All of your careful steps and efforts to avoid the bad route in this accursed dating game was for naught as you still end up as the ill-fated rival for the protagonist to beat.

Once you calmed down, you finally realized a pair striking green eyes looking your way. You saw a tall fellow standing a few feet from you. It was your mysterious friend you met some time ago at this very garden. His tall stature and striking features were unmistakable. The garden was sparsely lit but he still glowed in his own way, almost otherworldly in a way.

“Dear human”

Years ago, your betrothed held a birthday party and you snuck away to be away from the judgmental stares and whispers of the nobles who idolized the prince but despised you. You walked aimlessly through the maze when a deep timber brought you out from your daze.

“I didn’t realize someone else was here” his deep voice startled you.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t notice you there either. What brings you here?” You asked but the long-haired man didn’t reply, still observing you. You then had a thought. “Oh! Are you lost?”

You remembered how you kept getting lost in the royal garden and you imagine that this new noble was too embarrassed to say it. You put on an understanding smile and held out your hand. “Please, let me help you”

His eyes widened for a small moment before chuckling before accepting your hand. As you two weaved out from the maze of a garden, you pointed out the flora of the garden that the gardener taught to you and even the mysterious nobleman added his own factoids, especially on certain statues and gargoyles. Everyone you met either had greedy intentions or quietly berated you as the fiancé of the prince, so you laughed at the refreshing conversation.

After everything that day, you were grateful for this moment of sweet peace. You reach the entrance of the garden and while a little reluctant, you retract your hand away from the new man. Afterall, you were engaged and you could ruin this man if rumours were to come of this.

“Ah I never told you my name!” You realized a little late, introducing yourself before waiting for him to do the same.

“You may call me as you please” he surprised you again. Was he ashamed of his background?

You appraised his features, pondering on a name befitting this man who was beautiful but with a demeanor that was sharp and almost dangerous.

“How about Belle Amour? Like the flower” you said which managed a slight change in his expression as his eyebrows noticeably shot up before chuckling at your choice.

“I never knew humans like you could be so charming”

Since you two have been exchanging letters. Still as mysterious as ever, he instructed you to send your letters to the home of Duke Vanrouge and he or his son would deliver his. However, you chose not to question his methods as you worried his situation was a sensitive topic.

And now, you meet again in the same garden. You smiled at him through your glassy eyes, but he didn’t return the gesture.

“I didn’t know you were coming”

“I was invited, which was surprising”

“Ah, the crown prince must have invited everyone to announce his true love and how despicable I was” you let out a heartbreaking laugh at the harsh fate of the brokenhearted. Your dark-haired friend said nothing as he saw your shaking figure and your efforts to hold back tears from returning. You didn’t deserve this, he thought.

Your escort knight found you and urged you to return so you could discuss your family’s future. You let out a sad sigh and told him to ready the carriage and you’ll meet him at the castle’s entrance.

“Well, I’m happy at least. I got to see you for the last time” you forced a smile. You assumed that once you were a commoner there was no way a noble like him would ever contact you again. “Goodbye, Mr. Belle Amour”

He kept his eyes on you and you were tempted to wait if he wanted to speak more with you. When he stayed silent, you felt a little disappointed but left with a dignified bow, turning to make your way out of the garden, to your fate according to the world’s happy ending.

Once you were out of sight, a figure akin to a young man emerged from the other side of the maze and a few steps behind the taller man.

“Such misfortune to fall on that poor child.”

“Lilia” the emerald-eyed man turned to him. “Have the men check the preparations once more. Tonight is the night”

When you reach the doors of your home, you barely register the figure of your parents as they immediately rush to your side. Their panicked and confused expressions hinted to you that they were informed of the family’s fate. As your parents asked you what happened at the party, you broke down into tears once more as you held onto your mother for support.

“Mother, I’m so sorry! The family is ruined because of me!” You cried into the older woman’s shoulders, begging for forgiveness.

Gently, your mother gently pulled you to face her. “What are you talking about? I was talking about the proposal”

Now you were the one confused. Your parents gestured you to the mountains of the gifts piled nearly from wall to wall near the entrance of your home. From the brightest of gems to the most extravagant of designer clothing were almost too much for your servants to handle as they tried to organize the seemingly endless presents.

“Duke Vanrouge’s son and his colleagues came with carriages of gifts, saying they were gifts for the family, asking for permission to court you in hopes of marriage on behalf of their master” your father explained as you surveyed each item. Your eyes landed at the large arrangement of flowers, a beautiful bloom of pink Belle Amour roses.

“Be careful!” One of your maids warned you. “Those roses have thorns!”

Despite her warnings, you reached out to find a small piece of parchment tied delicately to the stem of one of the roses. Carefully, you untied the letter from the flower and unfurled it to read:

My dear human, I will come to take you away soon.

From your Belle Amour, Malleus Draconia

Well shoot. You’ve just captured the hidden character and popular capture target of the game, the powerful Dragon King.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst imagines #vil schoenheit #vil x reader #idia shroud #idia x reader #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #villainess au

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harunayuuka2060 · 1 year

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MC: You called for me, headmage?

Crowley: Ah, yes. Where's Grim?

MC: He's sleeping in my belly pouch.

Crowley: I see. *smiles* Well, would you like to take some expensive liquor?

MC: I can drink in the campus?

Crowley: Why, yes. Do you have a tolerance for it?

MC: It depends. *checks out the liquor he has* *opens one of the bottle* *takes a few sips and—*

MC: Ah... This hits.

Crowley: You're free to take all of them. But always remember to drink in moderation.

Ace, Epel, and Deuce: SENPAI-!

MC: *drinking coffee, sobering themselves up* Hey, kouhais~. What's up?

Ace: Senpai! Do you have any idea HOW AMAZING YOU WERE YESTERDAY?!!

Epel: MC-senpai is so talented! Even Vil was gobsmacke— I-I mean, surprised.

MC: *chuckles* Calm down, guys. I don't understand why you're praising me.

Ace, Deuce, and Epel: Eh?

Deuce: Senpai? You met the Al Asim's and did a mini-concert for them.

Ace: Yeah! And, and you danced with Kalim-senpai's parents!

MC: Oh.

MC: *looks embarrassed* I don't remember anything about yesterday. Maybe I will after I'm done drinking my coffee.

Ace, Deuce, and Epel: ...

Ace: ARE YOU FOR REAL?!!

Kalim: My parents like you!

MC: Ah, really? *chuckles* Sorry, pal. You might want to assist me down the memory lane.

Jamil: The Al Asim's decided to pay a visit yesterday. Coincidentally, Kalim's father saw you drinking and you invited him to one.

Jamil: I assumed senpai was already a little bit drunk at that time.

Kalim: Maybe it will jog your memory a bit if I show you the recorded footage of your concert with my parents.

*the chorus of Arabian Nights was played*

MC: *laughs* Oh! I remember now!

Jamil: You still need to recall the conversation you had with them.

MC: Why?

Jamil: Senpai, Kalim's mother asked if you were looking for a partner and you said yes.

Kalim: *laughs*

MC: Oh. Looks like I had too much drink yesterday. *laughs* Sorry.

Idia: Has anyone told you you're crazy?

MC: No. But cute, many.

Vil: MC, are you not interested on starting your own showbiz career?

Leona: They're not going to be famous.

Vil: Sure. Like I didn't see you dancing with the crowd while they were singing in stage.

Leona: *frowns* I got dragged in.

#twisted wonderland #twst mc #twst crowley #twst ace #twst deuce #twst epel #twst kalim #twst jamil #twst leona #twst idia #twst vil #mc-senpai

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I’m so excited! I loved your last event can’t wait to see all the ones for this one!

Could you do asking for a dance, self-aware, with Jade? I hope you have a great day!

I’m glad you have enjoyed my events! Here is your request. As a reminder, the Self-Aware AU is a yandere AU.

You had never pictured going to a school dance at NRC. For one, it didn’t really seem like the sort of event they’d hold. You’d seen the sort of thing NRC did instead; hunting each other down with bean blasters or hosting events with the townspeople like Halloween. So, this dance had caught you completely off-guard. So much so that your first instinct was to panic about who you’d ask to the dance as though it were a normal school dance in your world.

You’d turned to Deuce after hearing the news from your homeroom teacher Prof Crewel and exclaimed, “Oh my gosh! Who should I ask to go with me?” That one innocent remark had a profound impact on your class. Deuce’s eyes got wide as saucers, and you heard a gasp from the seat behind you. You looked around to realize that the entire class’s focus was on you. That’s right, you were like a bizarrely famous celebrity here. “I mean…I think I’ll go alone. Just…hang out with everyone equally. You know?” you finish lamely.

From the sighs and laments you heard your declaration prompt; you knew you’d made the right call. It really would have been a big thing if you asked someone to the dance. And that was just with the students of NRC who were used to you! You weren’t sure what to expect of the students of the other schools; would they know you as well or is this phenomenon limited to NRC?

On the night of the dance, you’d dressed in the formal wear you’d purchased from town with your friends. Then you tied a special bow around Grim’s neck and declared yourself ready to depart. Grim in tow, you headed to the main campus down Main Street. When you passed the first group of students from Royal Sword and Fair Maiden Academies, you saw some poking and hushed whispers. Then the stares started. Yes, it appeared you were just as famous across all of Twisted Wonderland for whatever mysterious reason.

No worries, you thought, as you met up with the First-Year crew at the entrance to the lunchroom-turned reception area. You had found that your reputation kept people away as much as it made them stare, so let them stare so long as they kept their distance. You stayed in your group as you sampled the treats you had worked on with the Second-Year class to prepare, smiling at how it had all turned out. When the First-Year group started to break up a bit to mingle with friends from their dorms and clubs, you held back; choosing to be a wallflower instead.

You smiled from the back of the room, just enjoying some people-watching until you jumped from feeling a tap on your elbow. You turned to find Prof Crewel had garnered your attention by tapping you with the riding crop he carried in place of a pointer. “Pup, I see you understand the situation you are in,” he replied calmly, “However, I hope you realize everyone will expect you to lead the first dance later.” Your expression must have confirmed the Professor’s suspicions as to your ignorance. Crewel cracks his crop on his hand for emphasis and goes on, “it has always been custom for royalty and other dignitaries to be the highlight of the first dance at a ball. And you…” he trails off then, no one being quite willing to discuss your unique situation. The implication was clear though; the Player would hold a place equal to royalty in TWST and that included leading the dance. You were going to need a partner after all.

You immediately ruled out those that you thought might already be invited to join in the tradition; Leona, Malleus, Vil; all the seniors who’d helped you learn to dance were famous in their own right. Then there were your friends who were just a little too casual for such a thing; you needed to make sure you upheld the dignity of your school to your rivals! Who did you think could dance but also have that air of dignity? Riddle? You saw him speaking to Ace across the room. He certainly could dance and was the most proper person you knew but… Even now, you can see his face turning red as he yelled at Ace. No, maybe not Riddle. Your gaze traveled further and landed on Jamil. He could dance. Then, as though feeling your gaze, Jamil turned to meet your eye and a very knowing expression crossed his face. Sometimes, Jamil just sort of creeps you out with that scheming look. Perhaps not him…

A clack of a cane echoes around the hall. “Attention please! Attention!” a voice calls from the dais, “We would like to welcome all our distinguished guests to NRC! I hope you have enjoyed this fine food and symbol of my generosity! Now, please, head out to the courtyard where we will start the dance!” The attention Crowely had commanded at the speech slowly drifted from him and towards you. No one moved to head to the courtyard. Everyone was watching and waiting; waiting for the main character to lead the way. And somehow, that was you.

Panic. You look around rapidly for anyone nearby you know who could possibly do this with you. Forget standards, you need someone now! That is when your eyes alight on Jade standing just a few steps away. Proper and professional Jade who always seemed to effortlessly complete any task. Plus, he could easily be convinced to help a poor soul like yourself for the trade of a favor. When you meet his eye, he places a hand to his chest and offers you a shallow bow. You smile at the gesture and hurry to his side.

“Jade,” you begin breathlessly, “I realize this is rather abrupt, but won’t you please be my partner for the first dance?” He smiles at you gently. Then, as though he cannot contain his excitement, his smile grows until it displays an alarming number of sharp teeth. You hesitate and the action seems to spur him to reign in his enthusiasm. He resumes a mask of calculated politeness and bows again, “Apologies, Prefect, I appear to have gotten a tad exuberant over the thought of sharing such a moving custom with you. Please do allow me to escort you in this traditional dance.” You might have backed down if Crowley, at that very moment, hadn’t cleared his throat as though to say, ‘Let’s get a move on, Prefect!’ So, you returned Jade’s feigned smile and placed your hand in his own. “Shall we?” you asked.

He was an ambush hunter by nature. Being in the right place to create opportunities for yourself was just a part of living as an eel. Rarely though, did he hunt as rare a query as you, the Player themselves. When he followed silently behind you, he had merely hoped for the opportunity to hear your voice and perhaps learn something new about you. For this to happen, it was a success far beyond what he had hoped. So much so that he’d nearly forgotten himself and frightened his prey away. That wouldn’t do at all. He’d need to be more prepared in the future for when he’d certainly catch your attention again.

For now, he’d have to satisfy himself with this small moment of your regard. When he brought your hand to his lips and pressed a chaste kiss on the back of the hand, your eyes raised to his own. For that brief moment, he had every last drop of your attention focused entirely on him. It was enough to make his heart beat quicker and the only price he required of you. For now. Someday though, he’d bind you tightly enough that he possessed you mind, body and soul. “Let’s begin with this dance, Prefect,” Jade says. Both a plan and a dance beginning with a single step.

#500 follower event #yandere jade x reader #yandere jade leech #yandere jade leech x reader #yandere twst #tw yandere #twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland

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ryker-writes · 1 year

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TWST characters as siblings (Pomefiore and Ignihyde)

I really tried to avoid spoilers for books 5 and 6 (what we have so far of 6), but I'm not sure how well I did? So warning you now there may be spoilers if you squint.

Vil:

your family is famous

so naturally you're famous too

you kinda can't control it so even if you don't want to be, the world still knows about you

this is both great and horrible

you get perks of being famous including: free stuff, VIP access to things, more luxury items, and a bunch of support from random people

but you also have to deal with people knowing a lot about you despite having never met, haters, and less privacy

it's likely that you have some acting skills from your childhood

your dad taught both you and VIl a lot about acting, modeling, and generally being in the public eye

he likely had both you and Vil doing acting projects since you both were young even if you protested

Vil would be very understanding if you didn't like it and try to help you

but if you did want to, he would support you fully

you two have created a bond over all the projects you did together and how much your dad makes the two of you work

so Vil enjoys the fact that you two go to NRC together

he very much prefers if you are in Pomefiore with him

after all you two read stories about the evil queen a lot as kids

and if you're in Pomefiore he can protect you better from everyone else

if you're not in Pomefiore he will be upset and try to get Crowley to switch you dorms

will try to convince you to switch dorms as well

if you don't give in he will back off tho

Vil is a bit protective of you

he wants you to be around him so he can make sure no one invades your privacy, insults you, or even hurt you

you two are famous after all

when you mention some friends you made, he wants to know who they are

he won't care about getting to know them but he wants to make sure they aren't using you

he will know enough about them to know their intentions tho

similar thing if you get a partner but more intense

he's going to find out as much as he can about your partner

he will also talk to your partner about how they have to be careful because the public eye is now on him too

Vil wants to make sure that you are safe because he cares

unfortunately he thinks very lowly of everyone at the school so he hovers around you a lot

when he's around people are less likely to bother you

Vil also makes sure you know basic self defense, just in case

he also wants to make sure you're doing well in classes so he always helps you with schoolwork

also will touch up small things like your uniform or hair when he sees you

he can be quite overbearing so just let him know when he's being too much

he may be stubborn about it but if you're stubborn back about needing your space, he will get the message

he always claims that he does it to help you and you should be grateful for his help

at least that's what he says when you're out in public

there are times when it's just the two of you hanging out and he'll be more open about things

like how he does it all because he worries about you and doesn't want other people to bother you or their words to get into your head

Vil can be kind of a tough brother to deal with but he's always looking out for you

(god I could write so much on what a broken relationship vil could have with a sibling. but this post if for the overall with a good relationship so i'll leave the sad away for now. if anyone wants me to write about the broken relationship let me know-)

Rook:

you probably know how to hunt like the rest of the family

it's just part of being in the family

travelling is common in the family so you have a bit of knowledge about every land

you have a few more siblings too but they don't go to NRC

Rook is delighted his sibling is at the same school as him

he would be happy if you got into Pomefiore, but he's not upset if you don't

if you want to transfer dorms he knows how to do it so he can totally help you out

he introduces you to Vil and wants you to simply bask in his beautiful presence

he wants you to see the beauty that he sees

Rook isn't a protective brother so he doesn't mind when you make new friends

he probably already knows them because he has information on everyone

if you introduce him to your partner he will be excited to meet them

he wants to know what kind of beauty you see and will be interested to learn more about them

of course if he senses bad intentions from them he will step in

you have officially become the Rook translator

not just for his french but when he says something weird people just kinda turn to you

if you can't figure it out they assume it's hopeless

he always updates you on whatever Vil or Neige has recently done that makes them more beautiful

if you try to stop him his feelings will be hurt

it's best just to sit there and listen

he also gives you updates on interesting things he's found by stalking people

Epel:

apples

lots of apples

since you're a part of the family, you live with the rest of the family and help out on the farm

the entire family lives in one house so you are pretty close with all of them

Epel is happy to have a sibling and someone who's a little close to his age

most people in the village are older

so Epel is super happy that you get to come to NRC with him

he didn't want to be in Pomefiore so he hopes he at least has you with him in Pomefiore to make it better

if not he will be a little upset but move on

unless you get into Savanaclaw, then he's really upset

he really wanted to be in Savanaclaw so if you got in and he didn't? yeah he's throwing a fit

Epel has this image of himself in his mind where he's a super strong brother able to defend his family from anything

he's a little protective

he won't care as much about your friends unless he gets bad vibes from them

he will also introduce you to his friends

if you introduce him to a romantic partner he feels like it's his job as your brother to see if your partner is actually good for you

by that he means if they make you happy and promise to keep you safe

the family back home sends both of you apple products they didn't sell

so give some to your friends because there's no way you can handle all of it on your own

unless you can drink gallon after gallon of apple juice for days straight

Idia and Ortho:

you have grown up surrounded by technology

Idia and Ortho are your only brothers and they don't really socialize much

Ortho is able to socialize more, but he mostly sticks around Idia so it's mostly just the three of you growing up together

so the three of you are pretty close

after what happened to Ortho...you and Idia became closer than before

Idia would happily teach you about how to build technology if you were interested

the three of you often played video games together as kids and that carried on into NRC

Idia and Ortho are both very happy that you are at NRC with them

Idia is very glad he has someone else to help him survive NRC and another support system

Ortho is just happy you're there :)

Idia really hopes you're in Ignihyde with him and Ortho doesn't really mind where you end up

in fact, Ortho almost wants you to end up somewhere else so you can experience something new and exciting

while Idia does most of school as a tablet, he still relies on and hopes you save him from social situations

if both of you aren't good with social situations then it's up to Ortho

neither of them are really protective

Ortho is always encouraging you to make new friends so he's very happy when you tell him about friends

Idia is slightly worried that you're just going to forget about him

they're pretty much the same when it comes to you getting into a romantic relationship with someone

Ortho is very happy for you and Idia is more worried that you'll leave him behind

Idia has a pretty hard time saying no to whatever Ortho asks of him, but he can be pretty stubborn when it comes to social situations

but if it's you and Ortho, he may give in

together you and Ortho may successfully be able to take Idia to the park

Idia just wants to do whatever he can to see his siblings happy so he's always doing little things

usually this means he's building small devices to help with things or upgrading your current devices

both of them care about you a lot and want what's best for you

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Did you have to spit me out?

Notes: Jade Leech x reader, angst that turns into fluff, I actually chose Jade after a suggestion was made from @thehollowwriter so, thank you very much!

Over the past few months, you gave yourself to Jade, your blood, sweat, your heart, and your tears. Everything was given up to him as he would to you. This wasn’t a fool’s relationship; you were fully aware dating a member of Octavinelle’s famous trio could end in crumbs. Still, Jade made his way to your heart, and you made your way to his, that was till now.

The two of you were now sitting in the middle of Mostro lounge with bright lights shining down on you two. Although, it had only been Jade and you stuck in the room, it felt as if a thousand pairs of eyes were crawling on you. In the midst of your nerves came a sliver of pain.

There was a whisper of words repeating in your ears. “Thank you for playing the fool, I knew you were”. Jumping up from the comfort of your seat you looked down to get a better look at the boy. The thumping in your heart carved into you as you held your head up high in attempts to calm down.

That wasn’t the boy you knew, his extending hand, the one that always held yours was corrupted before you. The calming ocean-like voice had no effect on you as you watched in horror as he transformed into a stranger. Jade was the one you felt safest with, but now he’s gone and you’re here alone. It all felt so real.

There he was making you out to be the fool he oh so carefully crafted after months of lies. Sweet poison was leaking from his mouth each time you had been together, why was it now that he revealed the truth. You had questions for him, but you knew Jade would never answer them.

You should have never trusted him. There was never a chance he was who he swore he was. Who exactly is he then? Why did he go and spit you out?

Without even thinking you seeped out these words over and over again. Why? Did Jade ever care about you? Why did he leave you here to fall? Why did he look so miserable? If he had truly gotten bored of you, would his face be so miserable like it is now?

Whenever Jade played tricks on you his face would contort into that of a mask. Similar to the ones used by Shakespeare, but Jade’s face didn’t resemble that in the least. Those olive and gold eyes were shaking as they started back at you, not a trace of mischief reflected back. Even his cocky smile formed into the shape of a bow failed to shoot arrows as he lowered his guard.

Standing on the tips of your toes you held his face and delivered a soft tap to his cheek. Dropping your hands to his shoulder you felt the weight of your legs give out under him. Jade held your waist to hold you up, curious as to what you had planned for him.

Barely holding on, you said your final goodbyes. “I have questions I know you’ll never answer. I know you well enough to tell by your eyes you’re serious about this. I… won’t fight you, I know this is goodbye.”

Smiling with tears in your eyes you closed your eyes in order to shield yourself from Jade’s miserable face. You felt his arms move from your waist to the back of your legs, in a swift motion you were picked up. Looking up at Jade you saw the mask cover his face once more. That crescent moon covered his eyes and mouth as he kicked open the door to those viewing the show.

This was his tipping point. Marching up to Vil, with you still in his arms, Jade made it clear that the two of you wouldn’t participate in the making of Vil’s upcoming film. Even if this was your dorm leader and club, Jade couldn’t stand seeing your face be crushed because of him.

You had been so sucked into the scene you had forgotten none of this was true. The scene was a breakup between two fools who had been so in love they were scared to move further. Jade only agreed to play the part as you begged him for hours and because Azul knew it would bring publicity.

By now Jade had arrived at your room, he sat down onto the bed, with you still in his arms. Both hands unwilling to let go of you, head sinking into your neck, and the shaky breath of Jade’s could be heard closely. Wrapping your own hands around his broad back you apologized knowing this took too much on the two of you. Yet, no words fell out, only the sounds of relief.

There was once again a whisper of words in your ears. “My heart isn't made of glass and yet for you it shattered. The only fool here is me… I truly fell hard for you.” Similar to the tides of the ocean, Jade’s voice gave serenity to your thumping heart. You too wanted to calm Jade’s heart from the foolish event.

Picking up his face in your hands you whispered the sweet truth to Jade. Words of love and sweet joy for his ears. Gentle kisses along the corner of his eyes as you saw small tears which began to form. Soon enough your lips caught Jade’s to patch up the wounds of two fools who were so in love they only saw each other.

#twst #twisted wonderland #jade leech #jade x reader #fluff #angst #octavinelle #what possessed me #i normally write fluff #or so I say #this was supposed to be sad but I wanted a happy ending

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Bitter ~ Vil Schoenheit and Michael Kaiser

Word Count: 1 577

Pairing: Vil Schoenheit x Reader x Michael Kaiser

Summary: Looks like you moved on with someone better after Michael Kaiser broke your heart.

A/N: Alright so this is a crossover fic of Twisted Wonderland and Blue Lock. Vil Schoenheit is from Twisted Wonderland and this fic is considered a modern AU which takes place in the Blue Lock universe where Michael belongs. This is pure angst on Michael's end and there's mention of infidelity (he cheated). Vil is a supermodel and actor and Michael a professional football player. Please let me know what you think!!

By the time Michael felt guilty enough for the way he had treated you, you had moved out of your apartment already. He was surprised to find out you had left, you hadn’t mentioned wanting to and it felt strange to him that you would so quickly throw away a place that once kept memories you both cherished. He had tried asking your friends about your whereabouts but it was only a bunch of insults and reproaches that he received as an answer.

He had messed up, he understood that now and you had been understanding way too many times to count. Yet he couldn’t brush away that sense of entitlement he had towards your love. It was true that he might have taken it too far this time but you should know that he couldn’t even remember the woman's name he had slept with, after his latest football match. You weren’t supposed to find out, and it didn’t even mean anything to him.

Besides you were lucky to have Michael when he could have anyone he desired. This was what he told himself waiting for you to realise and take him back already. Except that day turned to weeks and then months until he finally saw your face again, or rather a picture of your face. He frowned at the sight of the newspaper displayed in front of him, stopping him dead in his tracks. His blue eyes scanned the stand before he reached for the papers.

What the fuck?

He read the headline over and over again. While what he saw should have been inoffensive, it was a storm of emotions that he felt as his ego shattered.

Spotted! Vil Schoenheit and Bastard München forward ex-girlfriend on a night out.

Michael didn’t even know what he should be the angriest about. Was it the fact that he was so unimportant compared to Vil Schoenheit that they hadn’t even mentioned his name in the headline or was it that you had moved on this quickly with someone more famous than him?

His head was spinning. There was no way this was real. Vil Schoenheit was dating you? You? This had to be a mistake. This was the only explanation. Whoever the person in the picture was, it couldn’t be you. It couldn’t be you because you were no one and the only person who had ever paid attention to you was Michael; at least this was what he wanted to believe.

Vil Schoenheit was the son of a famous actor and was just as famous himself as a supermodel and actor. He worked for nearly every major designer, had over five million followers on Instagram and had been featured in countless movies ever since he was a child. He was without any doubt one of the most beautiful male models on the planet, and Michael was far from immune to his charms.

As the news sunk in, he pondered for a moment when the two of you had met. While your fame was only the result of the people you surrounded yourself with it was possible you had met Vil after having broken up with Michael but it was just as likely if not more, that you had met Vil while you were still dating him. Either way, six months was way too short for you to have moved on already.

Soon Michael was stalking both Vil and your social media accounts. Now that he had changed his phone number and created new accounts solely to be able to contact you, he realised that while it was wrong maybe he should have done it sooner. Maybe he should have apologised and pleaded sooner but you were supposed to come back, you always did. Wasn’t your love unconditional?

He read countless news articles about your ongoing romance and while he only gathered little valuable information, it slowly turned into an obsession. This couldn’t end like this. You couldn’t just move on like this, not with Vil.

The two of you wouldn’t last, this was what Michael told himself, refraining from contacting you since his pride still wouldn’t allow it. The newspapers did make it seem as if you would, though, the night outs were more frequent. Then you were Vil’s date for movie premieres and much more. None of you two had spoken out about the other, but Vil had always been private about his personal life. So Michael knew that he couldn’t reassure himself with this pointless fact.

You looked absolutely radiant next to Vil, in every picture and every angle. Most people would say that this was the result of being near such a beautiful person as Vil but Michael knew that this beauty was all yours. Except that when you were with Michael, he tarnished it while Vil, enhanced it. Had Michael always been blind to how incredible you were? No, he convinced himself. He loved you so, of course, he knew but he just had never anticipated that someone better than him would notice too.

This was when he finally understood. Waiting wouldn’t make you come back, not this time. Then just like that, his stupid pride was gone. The very pride that had pushed you away without him even realising. So he called and you answered, to his surprise. You didn’t know who was calling though and he feared that once you would find out you wouldn’t even bother listening to him.

“Hello?”

Michael’s eyes widened, this was not your voice. Had you changed numbers? Had he simply dialled the wrong one?

“Who am I talking to?” he asked.

The person on the other end chuckled.

“I think you dialled the wrong number.”

“No!” Michael exclaimed, panic taking over him for a moment. “I would like to talk to [Name].”

“She’s busy for the moment,” the voice replied politely, “I’ll take the message for her.”

Michael knew that he could have simply said he would call back later but this voice. Part of him must have known who he was talking to, he had heard him before, even talked to him shortly after all. He needed confirmation regardless, though.

“Who am I talking to?” he asked once again.

“Her boyfriend.”

Vil emphasised the word, his tone more aggressive as his annoyance grew.

“And who are you?” he demanded.

Michael stayed quiet for a second but he hated losing and he wouldn’t back away now. This was pointless but as anger rose inside him, he couldn’t think rationally any more.

“Her ex-boyfriend.”

Vil laughed and Michael’s fury grew. He could contain it, however, for now at least.

“The football player, right? Or was it something else?” Vil replied, his tone as condescending as ever. “Or should I refer to you as the cheater instead?”

“Fuck you.”

Vil’s amusement only grew at those words. While he disliked unnecessary discussion and conflict, he also loved having the last word and was incredibly protective over those he loved. This was the man who had hurt you, the one who had taken advantage of your loyalty and trust. How shameless was this man? Vil thought. To have the audacity to call you back after breaking your heart.

“Did I hurt your feelings?” Vil asked, smiling devilishly. “Are you calling to apologise? Isn’t it a bit late for that?”

“That’s none of your business.”

Vil’s laugh echoed once again and Michael wondered how long he would stand being humiliated this way.

“What do you think would happen if I told her you called? Do you think she will call you back? Do you think she will forgive you?”

Michael stayed quiet. Of course not but if he didn’t try, he would keep waiting for your return and your forgiveness. He needed to try, one last time, no matter how desperate and worthless it was.

“If you’re so convinced she won’t do any of these things then let me talk to her,” Michael said.

Vil unfazed by his provocation smiled.

“As I told you she’s busy right now. So I’m taking your message and telling her you called,” Vil told him, carefreely. “You probably don’t trust me, though. So it’s probably best if you call again later.”

Vil was right. Michael didn’t trust him but the odds of you blocking his number as soon as you found out it was him were high.

“Don’t tell her. I will call her back.”

“Alright,” Vil said. “But how pathetic of a worthless piece of trash like you it is to think that she won’t immediately hang up as soon as she finds out who’s calling. If you were foolish enough to cheat on her though then I can’t expect you to know anything about her at all.”

Michael didn’t have anything to tell him, so he hung up and while he waited he tried his best to ignore Vil’s last words. He needed to try and he did.

About an hour later, Michael called again and this time you answered. He wanted to speak the way he had rehearsed but as anticipated you wouldn’t hear him at all. Just as Vil predicted, the moment you found out who was calling, you immediately hung up. As painful as it was, Michael knew that there was nothing else to do. Indifference from you was the loudest way you could have used to confirm that you had once and for all moved on and that forgiveness would always be out of the question.

#vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #blue lock #blue lock x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #👑.the evil queen writes

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