#yan!rook

[parad-ice-lostandfound]

Prompt: You are blissfully unaware of how deep exactly Rook and Vil's affections run for you; of the extents they would go for you, and the boundaries they would cross in your name.

Pairing: Yan!Vil x Reader x Yan!Rook

Genre: Yandere

TW: Yandere Vil and Rook, talk of killing someone, Reader is not Yuu/Prefect.

AN: Rook and Vil ily but why are you both so hard to write for 😭 Like, yall are fun to think for but it was so hard to write down the concept in my mind ysgshskejd. I genuinely don't know if I was able to do them justice, please forgive me if they're a bit ooc in this. This started off as a joke thing because of a friend, but then it turned yandere for some reason that I don't know but we're vibing so it's okay ^^

You groaned as you flopped face first onto the couch in Vil's room, uncaring of the fact that you were still wearing your shoes. Vil glanced at you from the corner of his eyes as he sat at his vanity, narrowing his gaze at your unmoving form.

"(Name), remove your shoes."

" 'm too tired," you grumbled, and Rook chuckled from his place on Vil's bed. "My, my Chevalier de Beauté, how bold of you to reject Roi du Poison's order," he teased you, getting up from the bed to walk over to where you were.

" 'm tired," you whined once again, drawing out a chuckle from both of your boyfriends.

"Still, as Roi du Poison's devoted hunter, I cannot let you get away with such a grave crime," he hummed, his voice light and sweet to your ears. Kneeling on one leg, Rook carefully untied your shoelaces, gently placing your shoes on the floor by the couch. Each movement was smooth and reverent; one would think he was handling a priceless treasure with the way he made sure to not make a single noise as he rid you of your shoes.

He watched in amusement as your only reaction was to sigh and turn your head slightly to look at him. Ever watchful, he immediately zeroed in on the eyebags that you had tried to conceal under layers of makeup. Rook removed the glove from one of his hands, raising it to smooth back your hair into a somewhat presentable state.

"Pray tell, what has you so stressed?" He asked, and you could see Vil sit straighter (if that was even possible since his posture was always impeccable) at his words, no doubt listening to the two of you.

"Its nothing too bad, really. I'm just stuck with uncooperative assholes in Professor Crewel's class-"

"Language," Vill gently chided, but you could make out the concern in his voice. You continued speaking, eventually fully ranting to Rook and Vil about how absolutely bull-headed and uncooperative your group members were, and how you were practically the only one working on the project.

Both the boys stayed quiet as they heard you vent your frustrations out to them. Once you were done, Rook gave you a smile. His eyes held a dangerous light, sharp gaze befitting the hunter he prided himself in being.

"Would you like me to kill them for you?"

You felt a shiver run down your spine at his tone, the familiar smile on his face somehow turning malicious in front of your very eyes. Very slowly, like prey trying to not agitate the predator in their bid to escape, you silently sat up on the couch. Your eyes were trained on his, caution and hesitancy swirling in them (a very pretty mixture, if you asked Rook; what he wouldn't give to see that look of confusion and fear in your eyes more often-)

"No killing, Rook," Vil spoke from his seat in front of the mirror, turning completely to face the two of you. Immediately, Rook turned back into the playful boy you always knew, as he chuckled, "Ah, I jest, of course." He winked at you, and you wondered if your senses had played a trick on you as the heavy atmosphere that had been in the room mere moments ago dissipated instantly.

"Perhaps I could speak to these classmates of yours, hm?"

"O-oh, there's no need for that," you nervously chuckled. "I already informed Professor Crewel about it, and he said he'll give them a fitting punishment," you hurriedly explained. Your fingers fiddled with the cuffs of your blazer, a clear sign of your discomfort at the thought of Rook potentially talking to the people from your group. As irritating as they were, you didn't really want to get them on his (or for that matter, anyone's) bad side, especially with how... weird and quite frankly terrifying Rook had been earlier.

Your nervousness did not go unnoticed, as Vil chuckled, crossing his arms elegantly as he looked at the two of you. "Rook, you've scared them."

Vil stood up from his seat, making his way over to you. Carefully, he lifted your face to make you meet his eyes and smiled. "Rook was only joking, my dear. Don't worry." The gentle touch sent butterflies fluttering through your stomach, and the soft smile complementing his words made your earlier worries go away.

Rook looked at you, a mix of surprise and amusement in his eyes as he took your hand in his own. "Ah, dear Chevalier de Beauté, you need not worry at all," he said as he placed a light kiss on the back of your hand.

"You are precious to me, so I cannot help but wish to take care of anything that may displease you. But, my apologies if I went too far with my joke."

His voice was sincere as he spoke, and you couldn't help but smile at him despite his... slightly concerning words. Rook was a weirdo most of the time. Maybe it was just a well-intended joke that you just overthought about?

You chuckled, missing the way Vil's shoulders seemed to relax and how Rook's smile became a little less forced.

"It's alright Rook."

"You nearly gave us away, Rook."

Vil's voice was uncharacteristically cold as he stared down at the hunter kneeling in front of him. You had gone back to your own dorm room some time ago, saying that you needed to finish one of Professor Trein's assignments, giving the two boys some much needed privacy to have this conversation.

"My sincere apologies Roi du Poison. I did not mean to, but to see their beautiful face contorted in such anger, such frustration... it caught me off guard. I was careless in my wish to take away some of their burden, and I shall accept any punishment you deem acceptable, my fair queen," Rook said, his voice repentant as he stared at the hem of Vil's dorm clothes.

Vil sighed after a long and tense silence. How could he remain cross with his beloved hunter any longer, when he was this remorseful? Besides, Vil had been quick enough to salvage the situation in time, and you were still blissfully unaware of how deep exactly their affections ran for you; of the extents they would go for you, and the boundaries they would cross in your name.

"Get up," he ordered, and the hunter rose to his feet, finally daring to look his queen in the eyes. "Go, and find every little thing there is to find about those useless students. Every. Single. Thing. But do not, touch a hair on their heads. That will be your punishment."

Vil's voice was calm and collected, like a queen delivering a death sentence. Rook bowed reverently.

"As you wish, my dear queen."

[a-twistedheartslonging]

Plenty of people have called Rook a creep and a weirdo but you're the first person to call him a hot one. Not only does he see this as a sign, but he also takes it as an invitation.

Good luck.

[nobody3xe]

“Hello Rook! I've noticed something off in my nights at Ramshackle. Past a certain hour it seems like there are eyes on back tracking my movements. My intuition rarely falters but I need a second opinion. What would you do in the event you heard the rustling of a curtain or the snap of a branch while you were in bed. As a hunter I'd imagine your perception is out of this world. Tell me do you think this is some predator?” With [Rook Hunt]

tw: hints at stalking, manipulation

Rook turns his head towards you with a cheeky grin, no longer so fascinated with the mushrooms that a certain eel grew in the botanical gardens.

The hunter simply chuckles as if your statement was but a simple joke. “You’re way more observant than I give you credit for trickster, truly magnificent! My, it’s only becoming for someone such as yourself.” He takes your hand on his own, placing a kiss on top of it. “The gesture of kissing one’s hand has been affiliated mainly with respect since olden times. fufu… But just as words hold different meanings, gestures can convey several messages,” He then starts gently caressing your hand, careful as if he’d break you if he applied too much force. “-politenesses, courtesy, devotion, admiration…” He pauses for a moment before he suddenly gasps as he lets go of your hand, still being gentle. “My sincerest apologies mon Trickster, but I have run out of time.” He frowns before dramatically placing a hand where his heart was. “I must return to the dorm as I have matters to deal with..” Within a matter of seconds, he’s completely out of your sight. He doesn’t bother to assist you, unlike his usual self who would come running across dorms to help you with a minor task. It makes you suspicious of him, but you dare not question someone’s morals, especially if that someone has been of plenty help to you.

Although it may have been better for you to remain suspicious of him. Maybe then you would have noticed the unique magic of his, that was caste on you.

Title: Strange…

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[ghostieyanyan]

~Fox and their love-sick hound~

Yan!Dog!Rook x Fox!Mc

Warning: yandere, hunting (its rook...), stalking, drugs??,

I really wanted to write something for this. like I said in the mainly art version of this. I 100% think Rook as a Dog is a Golden retriever. they're hunting dogs but also little ray of sunshine. i know there is a movie about the fox and the hound but in the movie the dog is a blood hound. but rook... as a golden retriever.. i had to qwq

~~You found the fanfic! There’s an art piece that goes with this, here you go! Enjoy ^^~~

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Surprise! surprise! the classes were over and everyone were doing their club activity. You were just stopping by each club to see how everyone was doing. a friendly visit, you can say.

You stopped by the music club and saw that their 3 members were playing a new rhythm game on cater's phone.

You stopped by the Basketball club. you quickly left when you say Floyd throwing the balls like they were dodgeballs...

you stopped by the board game club. Azul and Idia were playing a card game that you couldn't understand with Azul honey laced words trying to explain it to you.

you see the film club in the hallway for a film shot. vil seems to be lecturing a freshmen... fun.

you see malleus on the roof looking at gargoyles, you wave to him and he waves back.

you watched Riddle ride his horse, flawlessly. Silver was sleeping on a horse and Sebek was screaming at him to wake up.. fun.

the magical shift club were playing their game

you see Jack and Deuce running around the school and you quickly yelled at them to not to drink water.

now the science club, you were honestly on the fence on even entering. its nothing about the club that made you uncomfortable. it was a certain hunter that did.

when you first meet him, he went on and on with compliments about your beauty. at first it was nice and quite flattering but it started to make you feel uncomfortable and you started to feel a little self-conscious. did everyone notice that you misplace your buttons? or did everyone notice the way you part your hair? all this "positive" attention was too much for you to handle and when you confront him about it.... it was like he was holding back before cause now he just wont stop! You started to avoid him every chance you got. the spotlight was just too much for you to take and you didn't have the heart to tell anyone about how you felt about this. it was too embarrassing and frankly silly to not like all the "praise".

you were still at the door to the science club... and you really didn't want to leave this club with say hi or checking in like the others... plus! Trey will be there! he might help if Rook does... a Rook.

You took a deep breathe for courage and open the door. you were introduced to a cloud of purple mist that smelled floral but sour? with the force of the mist, you were knocked down on the floor. you immediately braced yourself on the floor. the mist took a good minute for it clear out.

"Little pup! Are you okay?"

towering over you stood Divus Crewel, you couldn't see his face but you did see his coat which helped you to identify him. his hand was extended to you.

"im okay.. what happened here??"

you took his hand and stood. with your other hand, you waved off the remaining mist.

"tsk.. it seems a pup mixed the wrong herbs to the base making the reactions to be more... monstrous than it was intended. we normally have good ventilation here but.. frankly, if you haven't open the doors, we'd likely suffocated by the fumes, so thank you pup."

he starts to walk away to check his students, leaving you standing there process what he said... good thing you went into the science club then huh.. you thought. you make your way in the class room and helped some of the students clear out the rest of the mist, it was still kinda hard to see everyone but with a little wave of a notebook as a makeshift fan, it cleared up quickly.

you noticed that there is a lot of beastmen in here? weird but you didnt seem to mind too much. the kicker is when you recognize a non-beastmen beastmen.

"trey? aww you have cute little doggy ears!"

Trey has cute dog ears on his head! one of the ear's is up and the other is flopped down. They were just the cutest! As you were distacted by his ears, he laughs and turns to show off his tail. he knew what he was doing.

"heh.. we were making transformation potions kinda like the sea Witch but instead of turning merfolk into human, we tried humans into beastmen."

"ah.. that makes sense but... umm... may i..?"

you motion to his tail and ears. he lets out a charming laugh and nods. your face beamed as he bends down to you so you can pet his ears. they were so soft and when you brushed your finger on the bottom edge of his ears, they twitched. you tried to hold your joyish squeal and just hugged trey.

"hehe... im guessing you like my ears and tail?"

"mhmm..." you said in his shoulder

"you dont look half bad yourself, perfect"

you felt a flitch on your... head, no... ears? you immediately push yourself off trey and ran to the nearest glass shelf to look at yourself in the reflection. you had big long ears standing on your head. they looked a lot bigger than trey's ears but not like bunny ears. you looked at your behind and saw you had a big long tail. it was flowy and the fur looked coarse but soft too.

"but how-?"

"it was likely when you opened the door, and the mist hit you. any ways, i need to check with Professor Crewel and see when an antidote can be made. if you don't mind perfect, can you help out the other freshmen to clean up? we should get this place clear out of the mist or any hidden residue. there's extra lab coats and gloves over here."

"o-oh! ya sure. i dont mind."

you ran to slip on a lab coat and... felt someone's eyes on you. you looked around and everyone seemed to do their own thing. maybe your just not used to the extra sensations with your ears and tail?

you shrugged it off and hurried to check on everyone and clean up.

"..."

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3 days...

3 days until you ears and tail were gone. Trey said since they were mimicking the sea witch's merfolk to human potion. they estimate they potion will last for 3 days. anyone with ears and tail (that aren't suppose to) are suppose to check with professor crewel immediately.

Frankly ace and epel are not helping! they keep laughing and messing with you. blowing wind in your direction to watch you ears and tail twitch. if you're nice they use magic, if not, they get close and blow in your ear.

"my gosh! quit it!"

the only time they actually stopped (until next time) is when deuce and jack are protecting you from them. such sweet hearts. they compliment it and Deuce actually ask to feel them, he's just curious!

Sebek isn't much help either. he doesn't play jokes on you but his yelling is 10x worst now. you were half tempted to go straight to malleus or lilia and ask if they can talk to sebek about his volume.

other than that everything has gone quiet... its just smooth sailing. until 3 days is up, you continued your day like normal. you get comments here and there but everyone (except ace and epel) has been main respectful. bet the science club are getting lots of questions. maybe some went to azul for a temp cure, i mean, scarabia can be really loud with all the parties. what about Trey? cater is probably all over him with request for pictures or maybe he should get ears and a tail.

you laughed to yourself as you make it back to the Ramshackle dorm. Grim is with ace and deuce right now, after they were caught messing with the desserts. so you have alone time for a while, yippy!

your ear twitched and you quickly turned around to find... no one there.. maybe.. an animal? with too many strange feelings, the ears and tail sensing things, you just haven't been able to feel alone recently.. you quicken your steps and rushed inside your dorm. you quickly locked the doors and check the rest of house. locking doors and windows. you did a quick clean of the place, no hanging jackets or clothes that can be mistaken as figures in the house. you're suppose to just enjoy alone time... which you don't feel alone.. which is concerning.. you run to your room and try to get comfortable. new clothes, and your phone with ace and deuce's number on standby.

you lay down on your bed and took a deep breathe.. then you were out like a light.

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running.

how and why were you running? it was the third day, you were suppose to say good bye to the ears and tails, plus the strange feelings those ears and tail senses you couldn't shake off. you were tired of it, the first day, they were really cool to have and the senses were really neat but the strange feeling of just something, or someone, just made the whole experience sour for you. even when you were in the ramshackle dorm with grim, grim had to contently be your voice of reason, which is new but not unwelcomed. you could tell that grim was starting to worry for you, which made you feel a little guilty.

that night, you needed some fresh air. once you were out of the dorm, you sat on the pouch. the cold winds felt nice on your ears. you took a deep breathe and looked at the stars to calm your nerves. you just had to wait a few more hours... until midnight, right? you took a few minutes to just relax in the stars until you felt like you had enough and started to make you way inside.

when you stepped inside, you were greeted with a shadowy figure in your way. you froze, all you can see from his figure were their sharp eyes. no one moved for a moment...

....

..

the figured jumped at your direction! the ears and tail wasn't just for show, the potion gave you beastmen abilities too, like speed and strength. but mainly the speed part is important right now.

you swiftly jumped out of the way and ran.

you didn't know where to go. if you try to run to the other dorms, it'll take you some time just to get into the hall of mirrors. but if you head to the forest by ramshackle, there's a tiny chance you lose this creep but if they catch you, its all over for you.

you had to pick no chance or a tiny chance!

but you have beastmen senses, if you go into the forest. maybe they'll aid you away from this creep!!

who cares, just run!!

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...

..

you were hiding now...

you do have beastmen abilities now but doesn't mean you still wont get tired. you were hiding in a little hole, two fallen trees made this small hole in the ground and you were so grateful that you noticed it. maybe you could run out of the forest now and hide in another building? maybe you successfully made the creep lost? hopefully..

you tired your luck, your chest felt so heavy but you had to get help.

you tired to be slow and quiet as you crawled out of the hole. an arrow was shot right in front of you, in the ground. you let out a quick scream and ran.

your running was short lived when heard a whistle in the wind and a sharp pain in your leg, you were shot. you fell and rolled into the dirt.

this is it. you couldn't make it home and now no one will hear from you again. you felt like your life was flashing before your eyes. regrets... guilts... what was the last thing you said to everyone..? would they be okay without you..? would you be okay without them...?! you feel hot tears falling from your eyes. you didn't want to go like this! there was so much you wanted to experience in twisted wonderland! please someone, hel-

"Aww~ Trickster, no need for these tears. shh... i was only playing~"

your heart downed, you slowly turned your head around to see him, Rook Hunt.. he stepped closer to you so you can see him better. he had floppy golden ears on his head and a wagging tail to follow...

"Aw~ My Trickster~ i see I've stolen your breathe away so let me explain. the day where you heroically saved everyone in the science club from our demise, we, including yourself, were gifted beastmen abilities. id admit, it took every fiber of my being to not just jump you when you were all over Chevalier des Roses. but.. i decided, since we were gifted these abilities, i should test them out. to understand your creations, you must test them. so i selfishly took on the hunt for my mon cher renarde~~"

he took off his hat and bowed, taking one of your hand and gently kissing your knuckles. you were too shocked to even respond. you were feeling too many emotions at once. does this mean you'll live? Rook was the strange figure that you sensed... that's why you haven't seen him in days. he did all of this to test the potion...? he shot you in the leg!!

you started to feel little headed and just collapsed on the floor. as you were falling in and out of conciseness, rook picked you up bridle style and started to talk some more.

"Ahh~ Mon cher Renarde~ watching you deny your instincts only to let them take over was truly an honor. Vraiment magnifique~ your cute little twitches, ahh~ i couldn't get enough. i might force you to take the potion again.."

he stops and smiles at you. a smile that made you feel sick.

"hehe~ just kidding~"

...

..

"unless..."

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French words!! i used google translate so sorry for the people who knows french.

Mon cher Renarde = my dear fox

Vraiment magnifique = truly beautiful

[acfh-vn]

Hanging out with the buds

Casanova: @cannibalsweetheart

[lustlovehart]

A little sneak peak at the intro for my Yandere Twst Monster!Au

The bulletpoints before this point of the post are all lighthearted descriptions of watch each twst boy is as a monster and the silly little scenarios you have with them. The beforehand is meant to be happy before they legitimately start feasting on you 😞. How you interpret the feasting is up to you.

[bluejayboi]

Aishite Aishite Aishite- Soft yandere Vil: Part 2

Here's the second part of my Aishite Aishite Aishite story (I would recommend reading it first if you haven't already). I had some details I wanted to wrap up but they didn't fit in the story very well. I formatted them as headcanons for simplicity. Enjoy~

TW: Yandere themes, aftermath of attack and kidnapping, drugging (poison, love potion, and sleep potion), restraints, and possible injury

Vil feels their hands go slack against his own as they stop trying to pry off his grip. He feels them go limp beneath him and frantically checks their pulse to make sure he didn’t go too far (maybe puts his ear to their chest to listen for a heartbeat). He lets out a sigh of relief when he finds their pulse is still relatively steady.

He sees the red marks he’s left on their neck and feels guilt pool up in his gut. He’s marred their perfect form. He’s the cause of their pain. This is his fault.

Desperate to make up for the harshness he had shown them, he clutches them close for a momentary embrace before carefully picking them up in a bridal carry. He brings them to his room and gets them situated before returning to deal with the girl. He has a disturbingly giddy look on his face when poisoning her (and uses magic to clean everything up)

It’s a slow awakening for [Name]. They find themself in a soft, luxurious bed. The purple and white blankets pool around them and the pillows feel as soft as a cloud. This does little to comfort the aching pain in their neck. There was a strange pressure around it that they could only describe as feeling like soft fabric and a cold sensation. They move to reach for it but find that they can’t. Their wrists had been wrapped in silk and tied to the bed posts. The same was true for their ankles too, only those were simply tied together and not tied down to anything. They start squirming, trying to loosen their bonds and get out of this room. They remembered what had happened. They couldn’t stay here.

Still groggy from everything that had happened, they had completely overlooked the presence in the room. Sitting at the desk next to the bed was Vil, fretting over the contents of a first aid kit and random vials of potions. Hearing the rustling from his bed, Vil perks up and turns to them eagerly

He’s quick to explain the situation at hand: he had bandaged their wounds (since they had gotten a few scrapes and bruises from leaping over the desks) and used silk to secure an ice pack on their neck. He tries to offer potions for healing and pain relief but [Name]— being understandably mistrusting— refuses them. He explains that he had to tie them down to keep them from leaving but that he made sure to use the finest of silk for bindings to ensure that he didn't hurt them or mar their beautiful skin any further!

He’s desperately apologizing to them, promising that he never wanted to hurt them but that he had to or else they’d leave him. He promises to give them anything, do anything for them; just please, let him love them. Let him feel needed. Please don’t leave him.

It was nearly spring break when he first took them. He decided to plan around this: He would finish out the last few weeks of school, take [Name] home with him when the break starts, and then sometime into the break (long enough after [Name’s] disappearance that he wouldn’t be considered too suspicious) he would drop out of NRC, claiming that the college was just too time consuming and got in the way of his career. He does plan on continuing his education with private tutors (both to avoid suspicion and because he genuinely cares about bettering himself)

He would fervently apologize to [Name] because his plan involved him keeping them tied up in his room for a few weeks. They deserved far more than his meager room could provide. He wanted to give his precious bird the most exquisite gilded cage, but for now he’d have to settle with silken restraints keeping them bound– unable to escape him

He’d try to keep his actions a secret but his close friends will still suspect something. Rook always seems to be watching (and perhaps already knew about his actions) while Epel just sensed that something was off through his Senior’s actions.

Vil didn’t want to hurt his friends. Despite always acting so cold, he still cared about them. So he made some alterations to his plan; He knew that he would have to be away from his love for various stretches of time due to his career. But what if he could leave a trusted person, or better yet two people, with them to attend to their every need in his absence? After some consideration, he came to the conclusion that this would be the best course of action: preserving his bonds with his friends while securing their loyalty to him and his beloved.

He set to work brewing a potion. He needed to ensure that they’d go along with his plan. And what better way then brewing up a potion that would convince them to see things his way. He brews his own love potion, this one in particular being set to induce feelings of platonic love (he couldn’t have them trying to steal his role as [Name’s] lover after all). He would force them to consume more than enough of the potion to ensure that they were just as obsessed with them as he was. He would indoctrinate them with his ideals, teaching them to be protective and doting to his love. And just for an added safety net, he would give them a bit of the potion with its effects directed towards him, to ensure that their loyalty to him was unwavering (to make sure they didn't double cross him and take his beloved away)

He would prefer to sneak the potion to them but would settle with forcing it down their throats if he must. He’ll do what he must to keep his friends and his love with him

As he feeds them the potion (in whatever way he must), he mutters to himself: “None of you can stop it now” with a twisted smile on his face

[Name] tried to persuade either boy to help them escape but was forced to watch as the effects of the love potion claimed them both, just like it did Vil. They watch the obsession swirl in their now pink-flecked eyes as the two start fawning over them. All they can feel is the overwhelming dread at the fact that their opportunity to escape had just slipped through their fingers (probably for good)

Rook will be a worshiping yandere, hands down. He would be head over heels for them and just as delusional as Vil (probably more to be honest). He conforms with Vil’s delusions, feeding into and adding to them. He will be speaking French a whole lot, especially with his poems, songs, and declarations of love. He’ll be eccentric and eager with his affections. Lots of words of affirmation and physical affection. He’s very protective and will keep everyone other than Vil and Epel away from his dearest ami/amie*

Epel will be a more down-to-earth but overall doting yandere. He won’t be as delusional as the other two but he has his moments. He will absolutely use his boyish charms to garner more attention from his dear friend and will use them for manipulation if he has to. He’ll mainly use gift giving and quality time but he definitely has a soft spot for physical affection

After this part of his plan is complete, Vil often has either Epel, Rook, or both looking after [Name] while he’s busy. This will happen when they’re all still at school (taking turns between their classes) and he’ll bring them all to his home over the break. He wants them both to leave NRC with him and makes sure that things are set up for them (rooms in his home are prepared to match their preferences, personal tutors and/or trainers if they’re interested, and more)

Even with himself and the other two watching over them, he’d still be cautious when bringing [Name] home. He would make them take a sleeping potion. He doesn’t want to be as rough with them as when he first took them so he’d hide it

Vil untied one of their hands so that they could feed themself (after a great deal of complaints and resistance over him feeding them) and propped them up with pillows so they could somewhat sit upright. They had finished the exquisite food that he had served them (as much as they wanted to hate it– to hate the fact that he knew their favorite foods and was dotting on them like a lover would a sick, bedridden spouse– they had to admit they had taken a liking to this kind of cooking). Vil had left with the dirty dishes, leaving the boys to watch over them. Epel was sprawled across the sheets, trying to cuddle against them through the blankets. Rook had taken a seat on their other side and was gently taking a napkin to their lips to wipe up any remnants of the meal. Even if they tried to use their one free arm to fight back or untie the other restraints, they knew that Epel would just latch onto it like he was hugging a plushy. And they'd have to deal with Rook's mock exasperation and chiding too

Vil returned to the room holding a steaming mug of their favorite warm beverage. He tells them to take a sip and that he prepared it just for them, beaming with a proud closed-eye smile. There’s no choice really, he would just end up pouting and having a meltdown if they tried to refuse it (becoming a blubbering mess of tears and apologies and begs whenever they tried to resist in any way)

They take a sip of the beverage. Several flavors dance on their tongue (i.e. tea might have honey, hot chocolate might have cinnamon, it’s up to your preferences) along with a floral taste that carries hints of mint and rosemary. Did he put lavender in this?

It doesn’t take more than a few sips before [Name] feels grogginess start to overtake their senses. They can feel their thoughts slowing, dripping slow and thick like honey. They try to say something but it’s incoherent, their words coming out all slurred and quiet. They felt the mug being pulled from their loosening grasp before it could spill its contents onto the bed sheets. They were teetering on the brink of unconsciousness, their eyelids fluttering to remain open. Rook was softly caressing their hair, guiding their head down to the pillow. Epel had reached for their unbound hand and pressed it against his cheek as he gazed at them adoringly. Vil seemed to beam with pride over the situation as he gently cradled the mug in his hands. The last thing they saw before passing out was the soft smiles on all the boys’ faces. The last thing they heard were the soft coos, coaxing them to drift into slumber.

By the time they wake up, they’ll be in a new room with the three boys staring at them with big, proud smiles

Look up “extravagant fantasy bedroom” for inspiration over the room. Pick your favorite and let your imagination do the rest

No expense will be spared in ensuring the room is luxurious and comfortable. There’s a walk-in closet that’s larger than their dorm room back at NRC, an elegant bathroom that looked like it was plucked right out of a spa, and the room itself was huge. It felt like they were in a small apartment instead of a single bedroom. It’s stockpiled with various supplies (including self-care products, countless forms of entertainment, a flat screen TV that was wider than they were tall, materials for their hobbies, and so much more) so that they could have everything they need in the comfort of their gilded cage. Everything was shining and sparkling, both from being freshly cleaned and since a lot of it was made from precious metals and jewels.

Vil wanted to make sure this room was only the best for them. He doesn’t plan on letting them leave the walls of this room for the time being. Perhaps in the future he can trust them to wander the halls of his home, but for now he can’t risk them being tempted with the idea of escape.

Vil will continue his gift giving (he’s especially excited that they have no choice but to keep his gifts now) and both Rook and Epel will join in. It becomes a contest to see who can give them the best gifts (aka the gifts that make them the happiest). Vil will continue with his expensive gifts– like before– but he puts more emphasis on items used for entertainment (so they won’t get bored during their confinement), clothes (since he finally has the chance to dress them in a way that compliments their beauty) and self care products (he needs to make sure they stay radiant and healthy). Epel prefers giving homemade gifts over expensive ones (since he can only afford so much). He gives them wood carvings, home cooked food (lots of apples and apple-based recipes), flowers he’s collected, and other such things. Rook will want to give them the trophies of his hard work (usually things he’s gotten from his hunts so expect a lot of furs and such) but will also give them surprisingly insightful and thoughtful gifts (that leave them wondering just how long he’s been watching them and how well he knows them).

Whenever Vil has to leave for his job, he’ll leave the boys with a long list of things they have to do in order to keep [Name] healthy. No matter how well the boys do with following the rules he sets, he’s always worried that they’ll miss one little detail and something terrible will happen. He’ll call multiple times everyday just to ease his worries (and he’ll force Epel or Rook to put his love on the phone so he can hear their lovely voice). As soon as he gets back, he’ll rush straight to their room. He’ll latch onto them in an embrace and refuse to let go for a few hours, ranting about how torturous it was being away from them. The love potion makes him an addict for both their attention and presence. The longer he goes without them, the more pain he ends up being in– both physically and mentally. So when he gets back he glues himself to their side– desperate for any crumb of attention they’re willing to spare him.

[Name] gets certain privileges when it’s just them, Epel, and Rook. The boys want to pamper them in ways that Vil won’t allow so they take advantage of his absence. This is the only time [Name] can get fast food, takeout, or processed foods in general since Vil is always insisting on having his personal chefs whip up something healthier. Epel will absolutely smuggle them in the food that they want while Rook pretends to not notice (he has a deal with Epel that he won’t rat him out in exchange for things like extra time with [Name] or closer spots to [Name] on the couch). This is also the only time when they’re allowed to stay up late. Vil is determined to get them on a sound sleep schedule (always going on about the importance of circadian rhythms and beauty sleep), so he makes them go to sleep earlier than they usually would (he will give them small portions of sleeping potions in their dessert to make them go to sleep at a time he approves of). Sometimes Epel tries to help them break the bed time routine but that just ends up with him getting a dosage of sleeping potion too (which just leads to Vil and Rook gushing over how cute the two of them look passed out and cuddled up to one another with a long forgotten movie playing on the tv). Once Vil is gone, Epel loves getting to stay up late with [Name] watching movies, playing video games, eating snacks, and more. So long as they both include Rook in the fun, he’s fine keeping this a secret to Vil

The boys are also way more lenient than Vil is. They don’t enforce the same strict rules as Vil does, only requiring certain bare minimum maintenance (fast food is acceptable as long as they eat some vegetables as well, they don’t have to follow the long list of self care activities but they do have to at least moisturize, they can stay up late but have to go to sleep on time when Vil's coming back, etc.)

The boys might even take them out on little trips. Nothing too big or too far from the house. They’ll just take them to get some fresh air in the forest surrounding Vil’s lavish manor. Rook will stay on guard the whole time, scouting ahead to ensure no one is around with his bow at the ready. Epel is staying close to them, both to protect them and ensure that they don’t run away (not that they can with the shackle around their ankle keeping them chained to Epel, who has a cuff around his own ankle).

Escaping their room would be nearly impossible. Vil has installed numerous locks on the door, affixed ornate metal bars over the windows, and utilized magic in the security system in order to keep them in. And these are just the things that [Name] had found so far. There was bound to be more throughout the house. And there were also the boys that they had to worry about. As much as Vil didn’t want to break their trust by forcing them to take potions against their will, he would if he had to. He wouldn’t drug them with a love potion (since he wants to truly earn their love, not just drug them for it) but he would absolutely brew up some more sleeping potions if he must. He would also consider giving them potions that mimic the symptoms of an illness or cause extreme fatigue, since this would prevent escape, give him the excuse to take care of them, and force them to be more reliant on him (and would hopefully instill more trust and appreciation among them). Epel, despite looking tiny, is fairly strong and will latch onto them to prevent them escaping. Even if he can't drag them back to their room, he'll just hold onto them until the others arrive. He is also completely willing to use his unique magic on them. He’ll wrestle them into one of the glass coffins he summons if he has to. He’ll do what he must to get them to fall into that deep slumber that the coffins induce, should it simply cease their flight from him. Finally, there’s Rook. There’s literally no way to escape from him (given his hunter instincts and unique magic). He won’t want to shoot at his dear ami/amie* if he doesn’t have to. He’d prefer to give warning shots or simply stall their escape enough to let him catch them easily and without risk of them hurting themself. He’ll only shoot them if he absolutely has to. He’ll aim for a leg to stop them running and lower the likelihood of them sustaining an extremely severe or permanent injury. He’ll gingerly carry them back to the Schoenheit estate, being careful to not worsen their injury, and will have Vil and Epel tend to their wound. He’ll be especially soft in the following days in hopes of earning back some of the trust he’s lost.

All in all, there’s no way to escape these three. The potions have driven them into deep and unshakeable obsessions and they’d gladly burn the world to the ground so long as it would let them keep the one that they’ve come to love close

*Ami/amie: friend (masculine and feminine, respectively)

[dark-side-blog3]

Sebek is so weird and cute. Yes king you can rant about your obsession, tell me everything you know. You strange man. Being a yan is built into him. He just wants to talk about his favourite person!

[merakiui]

https://www.tumblr.com/merakiui/718980531245760512/me-existing-my-brain-what-if-you-wrote

I have a suggestion: Mangaka artist!Floyd and hikikomori!Darling. He uses his manga as a away to let off some fantasies he has of his "Internet obsession crush"

(In my humblest opinion, i can't see Floyd all locked up in a room unless he's hiding from the police)

But it's merely a suggestion!

I could attempt to envision it (unless he truly wants to be locked up in a room for whatever reason, but it's very likely he won't stay there for long), but as unlikely as it is it's interesting to imagine hikikomori!Floyd. Although that would most likely twist his personality and character into something ooc. >_< but the idea of Floyd, who becomes so bored while hiding from the police, that he takes up art and eventually finds himself drawing manga panels of some faceless eel mer (it's definitely him) railing you (someone he's found online and has fallen in love with) is so <3 !!!!!!!

Or maybe you model for him so he can get the poses just right. Whether that's by visiting his place in person or (if it's hikikomori!darling) by sending him photos of you replicating the poses... the duality of Floyd is so fun because on one hand he can be scary crime boss hiding from the police all the time, but maybe he also has a side hobby/job of writing and illustrating r18 doujinshi. And he absolutely enjoys both lines of work because they're fun and exciting.

[v-anrouge]

woe is me i shall never be happy

[a-twistedheartslonging]

Yan Rook would stalk the guy stalking you.

[frenchfrywrites]

GLAD WE HAD THE SAME THOUGHT ABT ROOK RETURNING THIS WITH HIS SPUNK ON IT 🫣 i wasnt sure if saying that was too extreme ngl so i left it out 👉👈 YES, he absolutely would be smothering you though, ik some people hate that but i honestly love it, and i like clingy people ngl 😳i like attention

Context

I don't think it's too extreme, I think it's real and true hshsbwjska!! And yeah smothering is the best word for him! He's always around you (whether you know it or not 😳)

[mellowwillowy]

"Stop the wedding!!"

So you get to see NRC food fighting RSA in the end lol Yan! NRC vs Yan! RSA x GN Isekai'd Player (Self-aware)

All the people inside the cafeteria turned their attention to you, an isekai'd player.

"(Name)!!" Idia beamed in tears, finally someone saving him! ... wait, someone? Oh no no no no! You are not just 'someone'!! Why did he even bother troubling you to this extent? He should have just kissed the bride!!!

"Make it right in time, you got me, Ace?" "Thank you for kicking me like a barrel toward the ghosts, pal," Ace replied dejectedly but posed no annoyance at all.

"Potato, since when do you have the funds to get yourself such a nice suit?" Vil questioned as he inspected your overall. The makeup and hairdo were not done to the utmost perfection but he can let it slide because anything on you equals absolute beauty.

"Oh, this? So you are smart enough to realize Crowley won't cover MY suit! I mean, he was trying teeth and nails to not let me join Ace and Co!"

"At least he does something right for the first time," Leona added. "White suits you though I thought you'd surely go with Black as usual?" Trey cocked his head to the side questioningly.

"Look, this is what Neige lent me. And all his attires are almost pristine white! I'm telling ya'!" At that statement, you saw Vil twitch despite not being able to move, he must have been very pissed at the mention of Neige's name alone.

"Originally I planned on taking Cheny'a's but I realized how eccentric his taste is so I decided to go with Neige. The RSA students are kind enough to assist Neige in tailoring it to my size too! Got them right in time before Crowley could shoo me!"

"Dude, even the RSA knows how to respect them, I don't know if I should be angry or nah but it certainly leaves a bad aftertaste seeing them wearing what RSA makes for them." Cater whispers something to the person next to him, inaudible to your ears.

"What do you say if we steal the suit and then burn it down in front of them after we are done here? I'd like to give them a nice thank you hug too while we are at it." "And we should leave them some of my... flowers collection too. This alone should be enough to show our gratitude right?"

"I'd say we should try giving them a proper form of token of gratitude too, how about Master Lilia's cooking?" Sebek added with a grin, he had his fair share of Lilia's cooking to the point he'd like to share it with the others.

"Oh? Then I'd have to make sure to add extra 'love' into it." He replied, this time intending to poison people so its horrifying taste was multiplied at natural without him realizing it.

"Wait, why would we even bother giving them a handmade cooki-" Jack was immediately silenced by Cater's eerie smile. He had his fair share and he knew they meant nothing well from it at all.

"Hey Ace, do something! Stop throwing all your work on prefect!" Deuce yelled by the sideline, ready to chew his ears off.

"I agree, you shouldn't let someone magic-less handle this handful situation alone, get a hold of yourself right now will you, Ace?" Azul scowled and started to usher Ace into work.

"Dude! Now all of you are cornering me?" "You haven't finished, Ace?!"

And Riddle's voice was all it took to make Ace cowered like a puppy. Rook shook his head in disappointment, this had taken way longer than the original gameplay.

"Hurry! We should wrap things up as though we are changing a dirty tablecloth into a new one!" Epel yelled out rather... unique lines. Was he trying to be as poetic as Rook? If anything, both Rook and Vil said nothing regarding this.

"Riiiiighhhhtttt, I'm kinda checked out now, to be honest." Idia's eyes immediately widened, not you too?!

Just before the other could chant another "Smooch the bride", you immediately lunged toward the bride. All those gym class training paid off! Basically, this and that until the ghost inflated.

And instead of Rook ordering you and Epel around, you took the steering wheel before anyone could. "Move yer' ass you glorified wood logs! Move move move!"

The lucky person is the person who gets to feel you dragging them. Absolute win!

--

"Urgh, I'm so gonna have phasmophobia now." Idia rolled his eyes as the ghosts departed but to be honest? He was happy to see you barging into the cafeteria like a knight in shining armor for him! (It was mostly the others fighting lol)

Idia was taken by surprise the moment your hand smacked his back. "Would you look at it, the star of the show, a handsome groom adorned in black! You look positively breathtaking, senior Idia."

"Eep-! Oh no, they have graced me with their words that are enough to deafen me! What should I do? How should I show them just how grateful I am to be even considered by them???"

"What did you say? I couldn't hear you really well." "Well, brother said that-" "N-n-no! Nothing! I uh... am thankful... for your assistance." He answered bashfully, his hair tip turned into a shade of pink.

"Now now potato, it's time to change, wearing that must have been uncomfortable right?" Vil immediately pulled you away from the pink introvert. "No...? Neige said that it's meant to be comfortable and it's true!" "Well, we have something even wayyyy more comfortable for you, shrimpy! Come on now, let's take it off and dress you up in something else!"

--

Lilia was leading everyone with a basket of something, a speaker in one hand and Neige's suit in the other hand, "Hey you RSA whippersnappers! Get down!"

The head mage was coincidentally away that day and it allowed the NRC students to lead a protest in front of the academy's gate.

Lilia threw the white suit onto the ground while Leona whistled, signaling Rook to shoot an arrow of fire toward it like an Olympic grand opening. (What a duo.)

"Yeah! Eat this you good for nothing!" Cater and Ruggie immediately took out the pie from Lilia's basket and threw it right onto the students' face. Kalim was generous enough to sponsor lots of baking materials for Lilia with Jamil assisting with the baking. It was badly burnt but still hard as a rock.

Cheny'a was careful enough to avoid Trey and Riddle while Vil was feeling rather generous in feeding Neige~ Oh, and Malleus is always bullseye in his shots, hitting everyone down in no time. He was pretty pissed (sulking) that he was not invited to join your fun. Silver was not being merciful too, he didn't fall asleep at all during this whole thing!.

Rollo was feeling rather grateful but also sad that you did not come to him to ask for his help :( And Crowley just watched everything from the sidelines while praying that nothing bad will be sent to him after this. Well, he's happy with how bright his students are.

[ghostieyanyan]

yandere ruggie bucchi!

pls

hehe~~ i love writing about yandere beasts~ hehe~ this is a little shorter than some of my fanfics but I hope you like the art for it! (I’m proud of it ^^)

~The Bite~

Yan!Ruggie x mc

Warnings: yandere, bite marks, biting, stalking, chasing, pin down, struggle

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You always have to remember... you are human and magicless at that. You always have to stay aware of your surroundings. You always have to be careful with going out at night.

Of course you have grim, ace, and deuce. but they like to get themselves into trouble and sometimes you cant help them.

So tonight, you were walking home... alone. you didn't mean to, it was just you were helping Jack and Epel, then Dire Crowley needed help, and it just piled up for you. Before you knew it, when you finished, it was pitch dark outside. Only well lit lanterns here and there but still. It was dark enough for the long unnerving shadows to give you chills.

You took a breathe and started to head to the dorm... normally you'll have grim talking your ear off with food, or assignments, or the "just you wait, ill become the most powerful mage in all of twisted wonderland!!" speech.. but now you have to walk and just listen to your footsteps on the ground.

Beside it being cold, it was a lovely night. the sky was clear and you could see the stars and moon nicely. it definitely help ease your nerves.

Sadly that didn't last long..- you walked past some forest, right before your dorm, and you heard some rustling. you would have just thought it was just a small critter... if it didn't make a loud thud and have a gargling growl.

you felt your blood run cold and shivers down your spine. practically every fiber in your body told you to run! you were about to- but you then remember something that rook said a while back...

"Some animals, when they see something go by fast, their instincts tell them to chase it! even before they know what they're chasing~! isn't that fascinating~?"

In this moment, NO, its not fascinating!!!

so instead of doing a full sprint, you went for a speed walk? maybe whatever that thing is, it'll leave you alone?

Ohhh hahaha... your hopeful thinking. Ya, no. whatever that THING was, stopped whatever it was doing and you could practically feel it's eyes piercing right through you.

You could barely get another step in before you heard it rush towards you. your auto-pilot kicked in and you booked it home, you didn't even dare yourself to turn around and look behind you. you ran like you never ran before. your feet ached by how much pressure your putting on the ground. next time, Deuce and Jack invites you out for a jog. maybe you'll tag along next time... that is if you live.

you made it to your dorm and slammed the door behind you. your chest was practically about to pound out of your chest. it felt like you were gasping for air through a straw. you were sitting against the front door on the doormat. you had to give yourself a few minutes before you could do anything.

what were you gonna do..?

when you finally got enough air to calm your heart rate a bit. you peeked outside... all you saw were the lights of the lanterns by your dorm...

no one was there...

you quickly ran to find any unlock doors and windows and quickly lock them! you also grabbed the phone that Cater gave you and called Jack and Epel. it took a bit and they weren't happy to be woken up but after hearing your shaken voice and begged to come to the ramshackle dorm, their angry turned to concern.

they told you they're on the way and told you to sit tight.

so you waited.

what were your suppose to do as you wait..? you could recheck the windows and door? you could also get a weapon, too! ya!

you rushed to the kitchen to grab a pan, and checked all the doors and windows again. you even checked the upstairs windows. you were in a magical world, you are not gonna stop and think about logic on how anyone will get to the top floor!

Good thing you did check though... Well unfortunately, your bedroom window was wide open.

you felt the cold wind blow through the window, you held the pan close to you as you slowly stepped away from the window. but your back hit something.. it was definitely not a wall! this thing wrapped it's arms around you and pushed you down on the ground. you tried to fight this intruder off but it was met with your limps being pinned and your pan being thrown across the room.

you couldn't turn and look at this person but you knew they weren't human. their sharp nails dug into your wrist. their knees on the back of your thighs so you are unable to move.

This monster, lowered themselves to you and spoke.

"Shye he he...~ you're such good prey~"

he probably felt your body freeze in realization but he didn't give you a second to think about it as he took his chance and sink his teeth on the back of your neck.

you let out a painful scream until your voice eventually gave out and you've succumb to the pain. you felt light headed and your vision began to blur. your limps became cold from poor blood circulation.

but before you fell into unconsciousness you heard Ruggie whispers his parting words...

"see you next time, prefect~"

~~~

when you woke up, you were in your bed. you slowly sat up and felt the unpleasant feeling of blood rushing in your head. you noticed the sunlight shining through your room and that the window is now closed.

you thought to yourself. that was a horrible dream...

but if it WAS just a horrible dream..? why is Jack and Epel sleeping on the floor in your room..?

and why is your neck patched up....

~

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Without text

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[acfh-vn]

New yandere crackship: Rad

Adam: @you-and-him

[qierxing]

Farewell to Thee?

A/N: (checks last post time stamp) Oopsie. (drops this in front of yall like a bag of groceries and fades into the distance)

Yan! Twst Isekai AU

CW/TW: the Mouse is Real™, graphic descriptions of bodily fluids/injuries, assault and kidnapping

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“..llo?"

"Hello?" 

"Hellooo?”

Out of the wispy fog comes a familiar voice. It echoes on and on, fading into a whisper. The tenure worms into your brain as you struggle back into consciousness. And as your eyes open and focus, your brain finally recognizes who is calling out.

“...Mickey?” You respond quietly in disbelief. “Mickey!”

“[First]!” The reunion, however unexpected, is still relieving. You never thought you would be so happy to see the cartoony mouse again. But…

“It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other, huh?” He chirps, walking up to your side. “I’ve been trying all sorts of things to get here, even trying to change my pajamas before sleeping too, heh…”

“So…this is a dream?” You ask hesitantly. Mickey smiles up at you, unaware of your inner turmoil. 

“Must be! This is quite unexpected, I usually only see your head and shoulders, not your whole body.” 

That makes sense, in a way. Only white nothingness surrounds you. Although you two are striding forward in a sense of strolling, you can’t make heads or tails on whether you’re actually walking somewhere.

“Normally I’d ask to take your picture but I don’t have my special camera.” You wryly smile in response. Did you succeed with your plan? Interactions with Mickey was usually out of the player’s hands…did you force a connection when you caused a game over?

“That’s a right shame. I was so looking forward to it since you mentioned it last visit.” Mickey sighs with a playful pout. It then changes to something more somber as he gazes up at you.

“[First], I’m glad to have met you again, but be careful.” You stop in your tracks at the warning.

“I sensed some dark aura around you when we first met. It’s gotten even stronger this time.” Mickey explains, worried eyes examining you. “Please be careful.”

“Wh-what do you mean…?” Your mouth runs dry. Something prickles in the back of your head, and to your panic, the vision of Mickey starts fading away, images blurring. 

“M…time….up….watch…” his last words hover in the air as you frantically reach out to him.

“M-Mickey?!” You fumble around, trying to reach out to him, but come up with air. 

“Damn it!” You scream, impatient rage blinding your sight. 

Just when you’re so close to getting an answer out of this damn game! You just wanted to go home! Was that such a sin?

The prickling in your head grows stronger and you grow lightheaded, collapsing in on yourself. You look up to see a bright glowing menu.

[True Ending has not been unlocked]

>⬛⬛⬛⬛ Key has not been obtained. 

>Continue?

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Your cheeks feel sticky.

It feels so gross. The smell of iron and rust floods your nose and makes your eyes fly open. Your fingernails scrape the substance as you push yourself off the cold floor. When you hold it up to your bleary eyes, you can see blood and dirt flaking under your nails. Your entire front is also soaked in blood and saliva. The disgusting sight makes you cringe. 

The ground underneath your body shakes. You regard the pool of blood, tears, and snot underneath you with a gaze not fully aware. You’re… in Twisted Wonderland?

Screaming? There’s people yelling somewhere, and it’s making your head hurt. You groan, raising your dirtied hand to steady your forehead.

What happened…?

"Easy, Trickster." A warm voice envelopes your ear. Suddenly, the scent of mint and petrichor overtakes your senses. Verdant green eyes peer down at you with relief.

“R…Rook?” The voice that comes out of you doesn’t feel like you. Someone else speaking in your body, like a ventriloquist. “H-How…?”

“[First]!” Grim flings himself into your face, adding to the pool of snot and mucus. It’s okay though. You hug him tightly, curling in on yourself, trying to absorb the warmth Grim gives. 

The others come and swarm you; trying to check in on you, but you don’t respond to their numerous worried inquiries, drained of all your energy. Something catches your ear though.

“Oh, we were so worried! When Neige told us you got accidentally poisoned, we couldn’t take you to the infirmary right away–thank Seven Rook was there!” Kalim clasps your hands tenderly, not minding the gross slew of fluids getting on his hands. 

Poisoned? How was I poisoned…?

A knife sharp pain slices through your brain when you try to recall what happened. You were with Neige…and then? Everything after that was all coming out as static noise.

“Prefect.”

You know who it is without looking. What a sight. How could Vil Schoenheit look this disheveled? Blonde greasy hair that is out of place, skin hollowed and pale with scratches, and bloodshot lavender eyes. He looks worse than you on death’s door.

"Vil…?" You gaze at him with empty confusion, unsure of why your heart drops at the sight of him. "Did…did something happen?"

Vil's eyes narrow but then close in resignation. Epel takes over, eyes wide in earnest. "Vil had an overblot, so we had to wrangle him back to normal."

Overblot…right…that's what supposed to happen, right?

Why…was that supposed to happen?

"Forgive me, Trickster. If only I had reached there faster with Monsieur Al-Asim…" Rook hums, surprisingly sincere. "Roi du Poison's madness and obsession…even when he had overblotted…how wonderfully beautiful it all was. The ink swirling around him, his stature…"

You shiver as his gaze rakes into yours.

"But, mon amour, you must not do that again, oui?" He leans in, lips ghosting over your ear and your blood freezes. What does he…?

"What a fine mess this is. What are we going to do now?" Ace drawls, eyes scanning behind him. Your eyes follow where he's looking and wince at the now destroyed colosseum. Debris and rocks flung everywhere, banners ripped to shreds, and electronics fried beyond repair.

For some reason, you feel calm despite the scene before you. As if…

"Well, well, if this isn't a sight."

Malleus.

Nothing registers until his gaze falls on you, and you swear his eyes glow for a fraction of a second.

"What have we here?" The question echoes and everyone looks nervously around at each other. “I arrive early to find not a single person and a stage laid to waste.”

You can only muster a sheepish grin in response. That's right. Malleus could fix this all up in a flash, no problem.

“Hornton, thank goodness you’re here!” Dried blood cracks on the edges of your smiling lips. “We could really use some help-”

“HORNTON?” You wince at the cacophonous pitch of everyone yelling. Rook is tactful enough to shield your ears but it only did so much to keep your eardrums from ringing. While Grim realizes who Hornton is, everyone else is flustered, attempting to explain the weight of his identity to the two of you.

You don’t need it though. His magic is enough of a demonstration as he winds back time and repairs the stage in moments. With that, the NRC group’s spirit and morale is renewed and once again, they’re raring to prove themselves to RSA.

The only thing that didn’t change is you.

Malleus gingerly carries you in his arms while Grim worriedly looks up at you. While they were reluctant to continue without you, even they were not foolish enough to let you go without urgent medical treatment.

You managed to stay conscious long enough to hear Malleus talking with the school medics and Grim muttering about stones before the dull ache in your throat and stomach forced you into an uneasy slumber.

–

The vestiges of a strange dream about mice and keys linger in your mind as you blink away the sleep in your eyes. 

Evening has fallen, the only light coming from the dim lanterns the office has set up for patients. As your eyes adjust to the darkness, you can make out silhouettes of curtains and several items on the table near you. 

Snacks from Ace and Deuce, herbal medicine from Vil, and colorful flowers by Kalim (you’re sure Jamil was the reason why it was not mountains of flower bouquets). The gestures are enough to make you weakly smile before it drops into a frown.

You turn to scan the room, and find no signs of life.

Did Grim leave?

An uneasiness begins to settle in your chest and you try to quash it. Maybe he just went to use the bathroom. Or if the staff made him leave, maybe he returned to Ramshackle. Anxiety begins to creep through your mind as the seconds tick by on the clock above the doorway. 

 Screw it.

You slip off the duvet covers and although the feeling of cold tiles on your bare feet is almost enough to make you give up, you push through and leave the room in the direction of Ramshackle. 

Soon, the familiar sight of the Seven’s statues come into the horizon and cobblestones turn into granite tiles underneath your feet. Something makes you pause, however. Like a feeling of deja vu, you wonder why you feel like you’ve been in this situation before.

A growl shakes through the underbrush and you whirl to see the devil tips of a tail thrashing through leaves. Your heart jumps to your throat.

Grim!

The next thing you see is glowing blue eyes and a mouth full of sharp teeth and dripping black saliva. You stumble back partially in disgust at the sight and partially from fear. What happened to your friend?! 

“Grrr…mine…you can’t…” His words are hardly decipherable, making you furrow your eyebrows in concern.

“Grim!” 

He’s already descended into a rabid, feral monster. Your calls only anger him, and his eyes thin into needle thin slits. He bares his teeth again and you steel yourself. 

Letting out a guttural roar, he pounces and you narrowly dodge and avoid getting shredded by jagged claws. 

You will not lose your friend here. You can’t. Not when–

A fleeting vision flashed in your mind: pitch black ink surrounding your feet, before finally flowing away and hardening into a condensed mass. Your head immediately is wracked in red hot spasms, causing you to keel over in pain. What is…

Unfortunately, this leaves you open to Grim’s next strike, and his attack throws both of you off balance. The impact sends you into the grass and it’s only when your back hits a tree trunk that you shriek out loud. Your fragile medical gown is torn through by his claws, leaving bloody gashes upon your midsection. 

The excruciating pain is enough for feverish tears to run down your cheeks and your vision to start blurring as Grim growls again, no doubt readying to finish what he started.

“G-Grim…” 

Your vision darkens, and your world goes silent.

–

A heart wrenching scream rouses you awake.

“[FIRST]!!”

The sound of whistling wind blows in your ears and instinctively you shiver. As your eyes blearily crack open, a gray figure comes into focus.

Grim is hunched over you, shaking your body with tears in his eyes. The both of you seem to be…flying? What?

“Subject F and Y secured. Waiting for other units’ reports.” A cold robotic voice drones above you. You force your head up and see a tall robot donning armor and wielding a formidable looking oar like weapon. As your eyes adjusted against the strong breeze, you realized you and Grim were trapped in a steel cage. 

In the distance, your ears faintly pick up explosions and deep rumbling. 

“[FIRST]?!”

Both you and Grim turn to see Ace and Deuce gaping up at you from the forest floor below. You open your mouth, but your voice doesn’t come out. 

“All targets have been secured. All units fall back and return.”

“No!” Grim yowls. “My henchman, they’re hurt! Someone, help–!!” 

But his screeching goes unheeded by your stoney captors. And although you swear you hear familiar voices calling back, the robots are undeterred and whisk you both away easily. 

The last thing you see is the shattered ruins of a barrier and a school left in burned pieces.