#yandere vil schoenheit x yuu

[yan-lorkai]

hii~ can I request the letters of the yandere alphabet J, K and S for vil schoenheit but with an angel mc, please and thank you ^^

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Vil is not one who gets jealous easily, after all these other people can't compare to him. But even he knows he can't compare to you, you are a literal angel. A beautiful being. So when people try to hog all your attention and spend more time with you, yes he is jealous. As an angel he knows you are supposed to guide people to do good and be good but he can't have his angel being tainted by those spoiled potato. They'll damage you, drain you.

He won't as much as touch a single hair on your head but all those other people? It's all fair game, sending Rook to hunt them, threatening them to leaving you alone, threatening to poison them, to stop talking to you, to stop bothering you. When you eventually get isolated and sad, Vil's gonna wipe your tears and be there for you. Internally though he's overjoyed.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Very coddling, even more because you are an angel and he wants to preserve your innocence and pureness - even if you aren't an angel very innocent and know all about the world's evil, he still wants to protect with all his might. Also likes to take care of you too, dressing you in the best fabrics, making your makeup if you wear it and your hair the way you like. Overall he is very sweet and thoughtful.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Your beauty. Strange isn't? But humans have been painting and singing about angels and their deeds for so long. Humans have been mesmerized by angels for a very long time, too long in fact that Vil remember reading about them, either on a book or in a script for a movie. And they were right, angels truly are beautiful beings, your smile so soft, your eyes so kind, he wants to protect you and your beauty, he wants to be the only way surrended by your gracious light. He wants your attention only on him. And he very slowly turns into a yandere because of it.

[cupids-chamber]

— I'M GONNA LOVE YOU, RIGHT TILL' YOU HATE ME GENDER NEUTRAL READER 

IMAGINE: Yandere!Twst cast, dreaming of the MC, before they ended up Twst, and even though they searched for them, they couldn't quite find them... now that they've found them.. they can't seem to let you go.. how would they feel when they've learned that there are more competitors for your love.

A/N: I'm gonna call this the dreaming of you au! I have some plans for it.. I had to split this in part, because of tumblr's fucking word limit.

SAVANACLAW / HEARTSLABYUL / DIASOMNIA / OCTAVINELLE / SCARABIA + IGNIHYDE / POMEFIORE

He couldn’t recall when the dreams had first started, it was quite suffocating.. Looking back, he was tired of the same dream over and over again, yet it changed.. Slowly, he watched you growing up along with him, it was as if his dreams mirrored your own life.. And at one point, he believed that these vivid dreams held some meaning, there had to be a reason why he’d keep seeing the same person over and over again… At one point, he even started to believe that you were his.. Someone meant for him.. And as he grew older, he couldn’t help but search for you, wanting to validate his thoughts and imagination, which has gotten rather out of hand over the past few years. 

He didn’t even consider that others would have taken interest in you as well, ‘did they see you in their dreams as well?’.. The thought would have driven him wild, had he not been patient thus far, he might have truly lost himself then and there.. However, if he had waited this long, then it wouldn’t have been difficult to wait a bit longer.. After all.. He knew you a lot better than you know yourself.. He just needs you to realize.. That you’re his.. and he is yours…

YANDERE!VIL, Vil had a habit of striving for perfection, and had unfiltered anger and jealousy towards anyone who posed a threat towards his goals, yet he tried his best to control any rash ideas he’d have against anyone. Yet when you first appeared in his dreams, his nights and days became rather peaceful.. At least he’d have found a newfound patience then he had beforehand, he couldn’t help but enjoy and rave in the daydreams he’d have, that held your image. He never knew he could fall for someone in such a excessive manor, let alone for someone he didn’t even know was real, he tried his best searching for you, with all the resources he had in reach at the time, had he known beforehand you would have appeared and taken up the role of the Ramshackle’s perfect, in the same school he would attend in the future, he would have prepared accordingly.. However that didn’t mean he was disappointed in not being able to predict such a situation beforehand, on the contrary, he was quite pleased with the revelation that you were in fact a real person, and not a fabric of his imagination. However, with that he had come to face the harsh reality, that not only is he after you, but many others as well desired you.. Now, Vil would have to plan accordingly, on how these insolent beings should be dealt with, lest they come in between the plans he had for just the two of you..

YANDERE!ROOK, Rook had many dreams of you, you had consumed his mind, from when he first saw you appear in his dreams—He’d never approach you, admiring your beauty in all its glory, afar.. You were perfect, from the first day he heard your perfect voice.. To the day he saw you crying in his dreams.. The beautiful gaze you sent him, whenever you both would make eye contact in his dreams.. How your eyes would grow wide, pupils dilating as if to imitate some form of fear… it sent shivers of sheer anticipation through his veins… The way you’d squirm away.. At one point, he realized… Rook realized that he wasn’t dreaming about ‘you’, but was a part of your dreams… a part of you… You could tell.. He was watching from afar.. The fear was real…. But he could never meet you in person!.. All of this had to mean something, of course?... Years passed, and he continued observing you in these dreams, as if you were a wild animal on display for him.. Until he had finally met you in person.. At Night Raven College… ‘I wonder… how should I greet the little trickster..’

YANDERE!EPEL, There were days where Epel would grow tired working in the farm, laying down underneath his favorite apple tree.. He’d drift off to sleep, a quick nap—Just to catch a break… And then he’d see you.. He’d write you off as a random person in his dreams, approaching you gently.. But these dreams felt too real to be fake, he had full control of his body.. He could feel everything.. And you’d always appear while he was taking these small naps… Overtime he began falling for you.. In his dreams.. But you were oh so different in his dreams, then you were in reality.. Over time, Epel had started growing a more distraught version of you.. In his head.. And he started talking to you, in his head.. That little image of you he had created.. He wasn’t one to believe in fairytales… But you were his soulmate… Oh and when he saw you at Night Raven College.. Everything just confirmed it… 

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[twst-kumi]

Weeping Maiden

[ACT I]: CHAPTER 1

Warning : slight mention of abuse from the parents.

Also Shirase Shirakawa is unofficially [name]'s voice claim. Her voice is just so cute.

[Name] smiled sheepishly before shrugging off their stare. She wasn't particularly fond of music. She learned it because her parents made her do it. She couldn't help but remember all the long days of training she had undergone. 

The way both she and her brother were treated was genuinely different. Her older brother was relatively neglected because they didn't expect anything from him. She was treated like a golden child, and her parents had high expectations. She was jealous of her brother; no one forced him to do anything, and her brother disliked her because of the attention she received. Ultimately, the saddest part was how their parent’s love was only given if they could gain something from it. 

The young girl was (in her mother's words) a beautiful baby. So, she became a baby model. Slowly, things and expectations started to pile up for her, and she learned to be the perfect child everyone wanted. Maybe that's why she kind of empathized with Riddle’s backstory. 

“_Princess?”

[Name] blinked before looking at Aurelius, who seemed worried. He held her hand firmly and looked carefully at her face. 

“_You don't have to sing for us if you don't want to. 

_It’s okay. I was just wondering which song I should sing.”

She couldn't believe she was caught in her thoughts around others. Aurelius could see it was a lie but preferred to keep silent. Obviously, it was something personal. The young girl laughed softly before taking a deep breath. She slowly started to sing for the two boys. Her voice, soft and clear, resonated in the area, gathering the curious eyes of the other students. 

"_Wow, it's so similar…"

Looking at her, a brown-haired boy looked at her among the students. He looked mesmerized by her voice. Like a princess from a fairytale. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. 

"_Did you see that, Henry? She is great."

Henry turned toward his friends, who smiled while enjoying the deliciously sweet voice. Henry couldn’t help but think how much the princess nickname suited her. Henry smiled before leaving with his friends. This year will be interesting. 

Just when she finished, she was almost tackled by Neige, who ran to her. The young idol laughed as his arm circled her waist. He prevented her from falling while giving her a cheeky smile. 

“_I knew you were good at singing. You should have become an idol or a singer. You would be so popular. 

_Hum, thank you. But it's useless if I'm to return to my world. 

_But you may not return to your world soon. So why not?”

[Name] flinched as Neige realized what he just said. The boy apologized profusely for his insensitive words. The girl didn't want to think about that option, even more so when no solution was found in the game. 

Neige knew he had said something awful. He didn't mean it, but the idea of her leaving left a bitter taste in his mouth. 

“_I will think about it. 

_ I'm sorry, princess. I didn't mean to hurt you like this.” 

Neige wasn't wrong; returning to her world could take a long time. She didn't know when she would return. It could be tomorrow or in 5 years. She could also never return.  Strangely enough, she found herself content with that. She wouldn't miss her parents, and the only family she loved was missing for a long time. Maybe he was indeed gone. Should she let go of Yuu and start living for herself? [Name] remembered the last time they saw each other. They fought, and Yuu screamed at her about how much he hated her, and… She was not sure he would want to see her even if he was alive. He would be happier if she weren't in his life anymore. 

Neige felt guilty for what he said. He shouldn’t have said that. 

“_Then how about I invite you to a film set? 

_Thank you, you don’t have to go that far. 

_ No, I insist. I said something awful.”                   

[Name] nodded before saying goodbye to the two boys heading to their respective clubs. She followed Neige to his club. 

“_Welcome to the music club! The club has six members with you. Let me introduce you to your clubmate. This is Rielle. He is the dorm leader of Oceanid.

_Nice to meet you. I’m the Prince Rielle. But please just call me Rielle.”

The red-haired boy talked while bowing; he had a flirty grin on his lips. The young girl could see the others cringe at his greeting. As friendly as he looked, he acted obnoxious. And from how the other acted, it wasn’t the first time. With a deep sigh, a tall man pushed Rielle to the side. He had deep purple hair and icy blue eyes. 

“_I’m Mercury, from White Court dormitory; nice to meet you. 

_[Name], Yamada [Name]. 

_Enchanté! Joli mademoiselle! I’m Candle Jr Rocktail. It's an honor to meet the rumored school princess.” 

The next boy was a ginger. Although his hair was carefully combed, she could them spike up a bit. 

“_Ali isn’t here today; he had a home emergency.

_ It’s okay, anyway, it’s nice to meet everyone.”

After becoming more acquainted with everyone, they decided to play something to see where they could put her in the band. Neige already played piano, so they opted for the violin… Until they heard her voice. It was decided that [Name] place was to be the lead singer. After doing one more song, they chatted a bit. 

“_Oh, right, about the movie I’m acting in this weekend. My co-star is Vil Schoenheit, isn’t that great? 

_Vil?” 

Her ears perked at the familiar name. 

“_Yes, he is another famous actor. Do you want to hear more about him?”

Ignoring the silent plea of her clubmates, [Name] nodded with a smile. 

[Name] regretted that choice. She doubted her own judgment as she thought that her ears were maybe starting to bleed. She never expected this from Neige. Was it possible to know that much? There was even information unknown from the player, if not the developers themselves. Neige knew everything from the most mundane details to when he lost his first tooth. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to hear more or if that level of knowledge about a person was healthy. But for sure, she wanted him to stop now. 

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[yeahnothanks2]

Yandere Vil (Part 2) 11

Rook: I have brought you a gift, Roi du Poison!

Yandere! Vil: What is it, Rook?

Rook: *Presenting Yuu to Vil*

Yandere! Vil: *Staring at Yuu*...

Yuu: ...*Dropped their smoothie on the way here*

Yandere! Vil; Thank you, Rook! How did you know I wanted them!?

Epel: *Sarcastic* I have no idea! It's like you were complaining about not having Yuu with you last week!

Rook: Hush now, Epel!

Yuu:... I just want my smoothie

Yandere! Vil: Of course, potato! But first, let's get you in a face mask! *Dragging Yuu to his room*

Rook: *Whipping away a tear* Ah... romance... how beautiful.

Epel: *Gags*

[demonichikikomori]

My Queen’s Command

BIRTHDAY REQUEST

Yan!S!Vil x Yan!M!Fem!Reader Word Count: 2.7k+

Art is by MAKA on Pixiv!

I apologize severely to my sweetest @raven-tales ! This is a late birthday gift with some Vil lovin'! I did mark reader as a Yandere, but... She's more just super obsessed in this versus Vil who is... You'll see... Please forgive me for such a long wait, and I hope you had a Hellishly Happy Birthday!

SUMMARY:

It was pathetic, sickening even… How desperate you were for Vil to give you the smallest sliver of attention. You even went as far as to dig in the garbage for failed tests to beg him to tutor you. And tutor you he did.

Tags: Reader is an M/Also She's Super Pathetic/But In A Yandere Way/Slight Choking/The D in Devil is For Dark Content

“Speak.”

The voice was powerful, elegant, and always placed you beneath its spell. You stood in the doorway to Vil’s bedroom, gripping tightly to a small stack of papers with a pale purple coat of paint on your fingernails. Dressed in the smallest, pleated denim skirt you owned, the thinnest white blouse with puffy mesh sleeves you owned, the fluffiest pair of white bunny slippers you owned, and the tiniest pair of silk purple panties you owned, you prepared to enact your desperate plan for Vil to spare you a single glance. 

In your hands were old tests you had stolen from the trash after classes had ended for the day. But the man sitting at his large and extravagant vanity had no idea. By erasing the names on top to replace them with your own, he had no reason to look over it further. After all, the tests in your hands were all flunked. Large red marker ink circled numbers below forty percent, some of the grades didn’t even make it into the double digits. “Um-“ A pale, perfectly manicured finger was lifted. Instructing you to stop speaking before you had the chance to even start. “Come in. Close the door.” He commanded again, not even honoring your existence with his sharp amethyst gaze. His blond hair was wrapped up in a braided bun as he looked himself over in the large mirror. Seeking out imperfections that no one else could see but him. 

You did as he asked. Obedient as always to please him in any way possible. People always referred to Rook as obsessive, but you were far worse. 

You had come to this world from your own, and once your presence was graced with that of Vil Schoenheit... You had changed. You abandoned Ramshackle and its inhabitants, pleading and begging to be transferred to Pomefiore without Grim tagging along. You changed the way you dressed based on the fashion magazines you found when raiding his room. You begged Crowley to adjust your schedule so you could attend all of the classes Vil took. You memorized his daily routine, his lifestyle, his habits. You knew everything about him. He knew this. And he was absolutely ecstatic to see your dedication to your queen. No matter how poorly he treated you, you were like putty in his beautiful hands. It amused him how desperate for his attention you were. He enabled your pathetic behaviors, and you always crawled back for more.

From an outside perspective, you were like a filthy stray who followed him around in hopes of being pet. And when Vil was in the mood? You were given what you craved. 

“You’re disturbing me. What is it that you need that requires you to come to me directly? Is Rook not in the dorm?” He demanded an answer, sounding agitated by your mere existence. You were swift to give the answer he needed as you looked down at the flooring tiles. You could feel your inner thighs becoming wet from excitement. “Rook is watching Leona right now. And since he’s not here… I was hoping you could tell me where I went wrong on these papers? I guess… I failed.” You struggled to remain calm, your heart was throbbing as things continued going according to plan. You knew where Rook was because you had orchestrated this entire situation. You informed Rook of Leona’s location, knowing he would head there immediately to admire the royal beast. 

You needed him out of your way for a while. He was too close to Vil too often for your liking. 

Vil glanced at you through the glass of his vanity mirror. His expression was stone, and he didn’t look at you longer than two seconds. But anything from the Housewarden was enough. “Kneel.” He commanded and slowly stood from his fluffy stool. You sank quickly to your knees and fought back your overjoyed smile. He sauntered up to you slowly and you could feel your face becoming hot, your heart threatening to explode in your ribcage. His apple red heels clicked against the floor, and he sighed in annoyance with his arms crossed over his firm chest. A white silk shirt, black dress pants… Even the plainest of clothes looked amazing on him. You kept your eyes lowered to the floor as he stopped in front of you. The tips of his rounded heels only inches away from your knees. He tapped his heel against the floor impatiently as you raised your arms to show him the failed scores. 

You swallowed excitedly as he took them carefully, shuffling through the papers with a disappointed hum. “Honestly… Trying to fool me like this? Are you testing my intellect? Or was this an honest attempt to get a rise out of me? Perhaps you’re looking into comedy?” He asked teasingly as the papers went fluttering carelessly into the air. Vil didn’t buy it. You had a feeling he wouldn’t. But no one can say you weren’t creative for trying. “What is this about? Wasting my time with this prank?” He asked, demanding another answer as you nervously looked up at him. Your eyes met his, and his gaze was far more lustful than you expected. 

But that was the relationship you both had built the longer you followed him day-in and day-out. The humiliator and the humiliated. And neither of you would prefer to have it any other way. 

Before you could speak, his heeled foot pressed into your chest. Rough and hard. You were now pinned to the bedroom door with a ‘thud’ that knocked the air from your lungs. “I asked for an answer, I didn’t say you could look at me.” He snapped, even more agitated by your behavior as a smirk appeared on his face. Your cheeks burned as you looked down at the shiny red heel digging into the center of your chest cavity. Your reflection revealed your pathetic expression and the smile spreading across your burning face. “I wanted to see you… I haven’t been in your room since last month.” You admitted sheepishly as he pushed harder into your chest. Like you were an insect he was trying to crush. “So, instead of being honest about what you want… You dug in the trash like some heathen and brought me random test papers? Thinking you could fool me into believing you're this idiotic to score a seven percent in Magic Pharmacology? Someone, rescue me from second-hand embarrassment.” He scoffed with a laugh following. 

You made him laugh, he thought your idea was laughable. “This was your most pathetic attempt yet. I’ll give you a three out of five for trying. The two points are docked simply because you assumed I would be dumb enough to believe the class I am best in, you’ve failed.” Vil’s voice smoothed out as he pulled his heel from your chest. “I suppose I have time for you since Rook is busy.” The Vil Schoenheit had time for you today. And you couldn’t be more grateful. “Hands and knees, and follow me.” Vil instructed gently as you quickly got to your hands and knees. “What do you say?” He asked as you looked down at the test paper in front of you. A small face was drawn in the corner beside a heart and a small cartoon crab holding a basketball. 

It represented someone who’s name you couldn’t be bothered to remember before erasing. “Thank you Vil for paying attention to me. I’m very grateful!” You barked with your eyes now watching his red heels. The blond chuckled in amusement as he walked slowly around the room. He looked back to watch you crawl after him on your hands and knees. The Housewarden could only compare you to a lowly animal in heat. Your skin scraping against the carpet and the floor as he hummed with his arms crossed. “Such a good pet you are. Do you like following me around like this? Do you like when I give you attention?” He asked and you nodded vigorously, your panties growing wet and soaked with arousal the longer you followed after him. Wishing that he would speak to you more. To give you more and more of his attention. “I love following you! I love when you pay attention to me!” You chirped, nearing a state of breathless excitement as he sat on the edge of his expensive chaise longue. His legs were spread as you awaited the next set of instructions. “Is that the skirt from one of my magazines?” Vil asked and you nodded, feeling your chest flutter knowing he remembered. “It fits wonderfully on you.” He complimented as you squeezed your thighs tightly together. Attention and praise? You must’ve seriously amused him with your idea. 

“I’ll allow you to ride me today. Don’t bother undressing, once we’re finished, you are excused. Do you understand me?” Vil watched your face grow redder and redder in shade as you nodded happily. “Yes Vil, thank you Vil.” He was so kind and thoughtful towards you. Maybe he would cum inside this time if you asked? You wouldn’t mind walking back to your room with his cum deep inside of you, keeping you warm and filled with a reminder that he still cared for your existence in his tight knit orbit. “Stand.” The blond commanded and you were swift to respond. You looked down at him patiently with your hands curled into fists at your side. You couldn’t keep your thighs from rubbing together, your body was starved for affection. Vil’s affection. 

You could see how hard he was, how much the both of you really wanted one another. With his hands tugging you closer with his hips and your hands relaxing against his shoulders, you felt truly rewarded with the skin on skin contact. Your bunny slippers dangled from your feet as you sat in his lap, your knees dug into the expensive velvet of the imported chair. Shyly looking up at Vil, you unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. You were trained well, no need to look down for this part. One of Vil’s hands left your hip to relax around your throat once you pulled his member free and began slowly stroking him. “Who do you love the most? Speak.” He instructed as you refused to break your gaze from his. He was finally looking into your eyes. “I love Vil Schoenheit the most.” You whispered honestly as he tilted his head, his eyes shifting as he accepted your response. The purple in his eyes seemed to darken as he asked you another question. “And your friends?” He spoke softly, curiously, as always he was demanding an answer as you blinked in surprise. “What friends?” You asked with honesty, curious as to what he meant. What answer were you supposed to give? You didn’t have friends. No one ever stood out to you enough to care about. None of them were Vil.

His hand squeezed your neck experimentally as he smiled. “That’s right. ‘What friends?’ is the answer.” Vil cooed happily as you felt your lungs grow tight from the new restriction to your airflow. You loved it. “You have no one but me. No one will ever love you more than me. Isn’t that right?” He whispered your name as if it was the name of his favorite candy. You nodded, carefully bobbing your head as your hands stroked his throbbing cock with a slowed rhythm. “Good. Very good. Now, up on your knees. You may ride me until I cum. When I’m finished,” Vil’s grip tightened suddenly. The lack of air led to blood rushing to your brain as his lips grazed yours. “get out of my sight. And I don’t want to see you for the rest of the week. A little punishment for your stunt today.” His voice was graveled as your heart stuttered in your chest. You won’t be allowed to show your face around him for a few days… But after that you could admire him once again. 

He was so fair when it came to discipline. 

You pressed your knees into the expensive chair, tugging your panties to the side as your thighs trembled. His hand relaxed around your throat as he looked up at you, watching your face twist with struggle as you rubbed the mushroom shaped tip of his cock against your hardened clit. He didn’t say you couldn’t. And the way his hips jerked upwards told you the feeling wasn’t unwelcomed. As you rested your hands on his shoulders, you slowly sank down on his length. Your expression twisted with pain from the intrusion and you gasped from the fullness you felt. Without any real preparation, it was a painful struggle you forced yourself to endure. All for the sake of feeling Vil inside of you. For pleasing him. For pleasing yourself. You held back the sounds that threatened to escape your lips as his member throbbed and pulsed deep inside of you. The rounded tip bumping into a soft and spongy bundle of nerves that he hit each time you had sex. Even after a month of no attention, he was always a perfect fit for your body. Your walls constricted and convulsed around his cock as you shook from the stretching. You couldn’t move, your body was already too sensitive. 

“What are you waiting for? Do you need me to give you instructions for everything?” Vil asked as he grew annoyed from your lack of action. “If I needed a cockwarmer, I would’ve said that. What did I tell you to do?” He asked and you struggled to form a sentence. You felt like you might cum already. “You… You said…” You trailed off, a whine slipping out of your mouth as he rolled his hips into yours, rough and quick as his hand on your hip tightened. “Clearly you are useless without my guidance. This is why you cannot live without me. You would die on your own. Am I wrong?” Vil snapped as your fingers clutched the fabric of his shirt tightly. Your brain turned off as you struggled to answer. Nothing coherent came up anyway. 

His hands left you for a moment before he hugged you against his body. His hold so crushing you were forced to sob and moan against the sensitive skin of his ear as he snapped his hips up into yours. The wet smacks and lewd sounds of your pussy sucking him deeper and deeper inside of you made you cry out with pleasure. Vil was giving you the attention you wanted. The attention you worked hard to earn. When the crown of his cock smacked into your cervix a choked sound left your throat as you shook your head and thrashed. If he hits it again you would cum. And you knew he wouldn’t stop until he came next. “Is that how you thank me, whore? Apologize and I’ll spare you.” He growled as his thrusts stopped. You let out a weak string of apologies for him to allow you to hang on a little longer. For the sex to last longer. To feel him against your body longer. 

“Pathetic. You can do better.” He whispered and rammed his hips into yours. Your cervix was hit again as tears spilled down your cheeks from the pain you loved. Vil did it again. And again. And again. You gushed around him, crying out and whimpering for him to ‘stop’ and ‘slow down’ but you never used the safe-word. Because you loved the painful feeling of overstimulation. How he used your body to feel good, how he moaned and grunted in your ear from the pleasure your body gave him. The rhythm Vil held soon grew erratic and with a familiar hiss, he slowed to a stop as your pussy was filled with thick cum. Hot, sticky, and messy, the semen trickled out of you as you fell limp against Vil’s chest. He held you tightly to keep you from falling over with a soft sigh.“Next time… Just see me when Rook isn’t busy. You’re ridiculous.” He scoffed in your ear as you smiled. Coming up with excuses was way more fun.

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[myeagleexpert]

𝕾𝖔𝖋𝖙 𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕴𝖉𝖊𝖆

I know my blog isn't geared towards 18+ topics, but I've spent the day thinking about this here and I need to share and hear your thoughts. but…. Have you ever thought that after a certain time in the relationship, twst yandere boy discovers that you are a virgin? And that you didn't indulge in other relationships because you didn't trust them? How could they prove their worth without showing the yandere's dark side? Let's cover this up, huh?

For them this is romantic. Someone like you could be with anyone you wanted and still, you decided to put your trust and your body in him. Don't worry, he will love your body like no one else and will prove that he deserves your trust. In a room with rose petals that he strategically prepared, a gentle make-out would gradually become more and more intense, stronger, a fog of pleasure and lust invades all your senses. “Can I take off your shirt?” “Will you let me touch you?” Little by little, the pieces of clothing are discarded and every piece of exposed skin is appreciated, kissed and licked. Increasingly entertained, louder and longer moans.

He wants to make you feel the love he feels for you in every kiss, every touch, every time he looks deep into your eyes he means it. After all, he should enjoy the process so as not to scare you, it's your first time, isn't it? He will show you how good it feels to surrender to your boyfriend's arms.

KALIM, deuce, silver, JACK, Riddle, Sebek, MALLEUS

For them this is an honor. Will he be the first then? He will do it right and so passionately that you will become addicted. The wet kisses, the intertwined tongues, due to your heavy breathing you didn't notice but your clothes have already been discarded on the floor and bites and hickeys are applied intensely while a silly hand makes movements over your already wet panties. It's all so fast and so intense. Maybe today's secret is what was between your legs, because this man tried to give you a gentle lick or two but when he tasted your addictive taste all self-control went out the window, the sweet smell seemed to call to him, he dipped his head in and sucked the one in front of him holding your thighs firmly to keep you trapped there.

Receive this desperate man's love, won't you? He licks with such fervor and adoration that his pleasure is in drinking in all your moans and reactions, and when you reach the limit, he drinks it all like a man dying of thirst in the desert, after all, your juices are going to be as important as water now . While you were recovering from your high, your panties were kept in your pocket for…personal purposes. He's going to need a souvenir from today to use later, darling.

ROOK, Ace, Ruggie, Carter, Trey, Azul, Floyd

For them this is an opportunity. The perfect chance to show that you won't have to look for someone else to satisfy yourself, your dear boyfriend will provide you with all the pleasure you want. All you had to do was give the signal and he jumped on top of you. He didn't hide it, his desire was about to come out of himself, almost like an animal attacking its prey. Such a hot and enveloping kiss, the hands walk over the body, squeezing everything they find, teasing each area, wanting more and more. Perhaps, like the sorcerer that he is, he must have taken some aphrodisiac and put it in the drink when he wasn't looking, because his saliva wherever he passed left a hot trail that was more fascinating than before. As if hypnotized, you didn't realize the trance you were in until he took off your pants, analyzing your body with an irresistible desire, a quick look of confirmation and that was all it took for this man to lose himself.

A strong suck on Clint with a taste of “finally”, he drinks your juices from your vagina voraciously, as if it were the last time he was going to see you, little by little he started putting his fingers in harder, exploring how far you were going to lose your head, molding your insides any way he wanted while making sure your vagina wasn't left alone, licking with passion, sucking the clint and releasing with a “pop”, and again and again and again. The whole night you were loved and touched, he made sure to make everything about you today, to be an unforgettable night and for you to come back asking for more.

LEONA, Vil, Jade, Lillia, Chenya, Malleus, Jamil

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Every like, repost and comment is very welcome and appreciated. ♥

[angelichikikomori]

Vil Schoenheit - Masterlist

Headcanons

NSFW Alphabet

Dyed Hair

Fanfics

Like Rabbits, We Breed (x AFAB!GN!Reader x Ruggie Bucchi)

My Queen's Command (Yandere!M!Fem!Reader, Birthday Gift, Request)

Proper Training (Commission, Fem!Reader x Yan!Vil x Leona Kingscholar)

Like You Mean It (GN!Reader, x Idia Shroud, x Leona Kingscholar)

[starburts-addict]

Never Again

Pairing: Yandere!Vil x afab!Reader

CW: Pregnancy ment., Dead beat Vil, implied accusations of tampering with pretoection, kidnapping, parents being shitty and disowning their pregnant kid, heavily implications of some actually tampering with protection, just not talked about, Reader is not Yuu, not proof read, drugging(?) But it's just Vil using a handkerchief he cast a curse on beforehand

NOTES:

[S/N] = Son's Name

[Y/HC] = Your hair color

[Y/N] = Your name

Honestly this was based off a dream sorta, so it's probably shitty and ooc. It was a late night writing practice tbh.

This wasn't supposed to happen. Not at all. It is your graduation day and right now you're panicking in the bathroom. Two weeks ago, you and Vil decided to spend a night with each other to destress. You both even went extra lengths to make sure nothing would arise from that night. Now here you were, having a breakdown over the fact you were pregnant with his child. He would never let this slide. You can't keep it from him though. After the ceremony was done with, you approached Vil and asked to talk to him in private. You told him about your pregnancy to which he scoffed at and said that he wanted to do nothing with that thing. He called the baby a thing. A thing! You held back tears. You didn't really have any strong emotions towards Vil, he was your friend, you thought he would at least help. He wanted nothing to do with you and the baby. Even accused you of having to do something with it. You both argued, but in the end you stormed off crying.

It's been eight years. You gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. With Vil's eye color, but with [y/hc] hair. When you initially told your parents, they left you at the ceremony. You ended up not telling anyone and you didn't have any means to get back to your hometown. What did you end up doing? Staying at Sage Isle. You started to work at two jobs, one at a restaurant and another at the local library. You did everything you could do to ensure [S/N] had a good life. You didn't need any help from Vil. You were both happy and at some point, you met a guy named Leo who lived In the isle. He moved for school and he was back a year after you had graduated as he had stayed an extra year for a longer education. He helped you out for seven years and in the fifth, you both ended up falling for each other and started to date. 

It may not be perfect, but it was perfect to you. This life was perfect. Even with all the blemishes it has. You would do nothing to change anything… So why did everything have to take a turn for the worse? You heard Vil was shooting part of a movie in the Isle. You avoided him. You made sure you avoided any setting he was at. You made sure that Vil didn't see you at all so as to not upset him, you and especially [S/N]. One day, Leo and your son were shopping for groceries for your shared home. Leo had to step away to answer a call from wor, and you were keeping your son entertained until you heard your name being called out by a familiar voice you'd hope to never hear in person again. Your fear raised as turned to see Vil. Your expression was fearful for a split second before you had to keep a straight face.

“Hello Schoenheit.” You said to him nonchalantly. “What are you doing here?” Vil asked coldly. All your fear washed away and was replaced by rage, but you kept it hidden. “I live here, I'm shopping with my kid and partner.” “Aren't you supposed to be in [H/C]?” He doesn’t know, nor do you care if he did or not, but  you did if [S/N] knew. You turned to him and smiled. “Go with Leo, I'll be there.” You said, hesitantly he followed your request and you turned to face the man who practically shared the blame of ruining your life. “If you must know, they disowned me. If you're here to mock me, you're better off leaving me alone. Especially since you constantly have paparazzi. You wouldn't want to ruin your reputation would you?” Vil sneered and came close to you. “It's better if we talk in private then. Meet me at the docks at ten at night.” You rolled your eyes as he walked away. You wouldn't end up going.

How foolish were you?! It's almost ten and you ended up going to the docks. You told Leo beforehand as he took care of [S/N]. You both were hesitant about this decision, but you ended up arriving like an idiot. “You did arrive.” You turned to see Vil with a smirk. “Wipe that off your face. What do you want? I want to get this over with.” Vil approached you and came closer. “I did some investigation… I know you aren't happy, let me propose this. Let's get married. Don't you want a good life for [S/N]?” He said. Your blood boiled as he put a hand on your shoulder. You swatted it as he finished speaking. “Don't you fucking speak to me as if you care. You know nothing about me. I am very happy with my life. If anything I'll be happier than you ever will be.” You both argued for a long while before in the heat of the moment, Vil couldn't keep the facade up he held. “You aren't supposed to be happy! You're supposed to be sad and come running to me!” He yelled. You were confused was an understatement. “What's that supposed to mean Schoenheit?” 

There you go again referring to him as his last name. He hated that, but he had spilled a piece of information he wasn't supposed to. He was furious at himself, but he can't dwell on that. “I rejected [S/N] so you could depend on me. I wanted you to know you needed me. You weren't supposed to have a good life. I was supposed to rescue you. Leo came into your life and ruined everything.” You were pissed off by this revelation. It can't be true he's bullshitting. “Stop fucking around Vil.” “I'm not messing around my dear. I never forgot about you nor my son. I love you [Y/N].” You were pissed off. He isn't telling you the truth, or at least the full truth. You were lost in your thoughts and anger that you failed to realize Vil getting closer. You snapped out of it as soon as you felt his arms wrap around your waist as he covered your mouth. With a cloth. It wasn't chloroform. He used something completely different. You passed out almost immediately. “We'll live happily as intended… just the three of us…” Those were the last words you heard before your consciousness slipped away. 

You will live as intended, happily with him. 

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hi darling!~ (I'll immediately stop calling you that if you don't like it/don't feel comfortable lol) Lately your girlies been obsessing over the song 'Older' by Isabel LaRosa that's been going BADSHIT popular on tiktok so I thought I'd spill some thoughts~

Teacher!Vil X Yandere(ish)!Student!Yuu

Summary : Yuu who grew up with a bad father and gained heavy daddy issues gets attached to her teacher after he starts giving her the fatherly love and care she never got, always being nice and checking up on her. at first it's a simple silly crush on her teacher but after time it blooms into an obsession where she starts lusting after him and craves constant validation from him. In her eyes he's the perfect guy, he's older and has more experience, he could never treat her wrong. even though he may be colder from time to time she believes he has a soft spot for her. Poor Yuu when the teacher who she fell so madly inlove with doesn't return her feelings and begins distancing himself from her.... Or will he?..

(Your ending <3)

Surprise me sweetheart ♡

-Prev. 🥀🦋 / Now 🎋🪭

I really like that song, might become my newest obsession... 🖤🖤🖤🖤

Yandere Teacher Vil Schoenheit x Obsessed Student Reader 

Vil definitely has that aura of an unbiased but caring mentor much like Crewel. He’s confident and quaint, praising you in any capacity thrills most who receive it. Granted it’s sprinkled with underlying insults and a general lack of faith. But for someone like you, who can barely get your own father to even look at you it means so much more:

So of course you’ll obsess over him 

Putting him on a pedestal you’re willing to do anything for 

Study and pass his class

Tell on all the naughty potatoes in class

Even framing the professor he’s wanted gone since the beginning

“Well done.”

“R-really?”

“Yes, I’m quite pleased you’ve proven to be more helpful than the other useless potatoes.”

“T-thank you M-Mister Vil!”

He doesn’t stop you or even act like he doesn’t reciprocate

A few light touches

A kiss or two

A nibble of the ear

Your friends warn you  when they realize the love of your life is the degrading teacher of etiquette 

“This isn’t a good idea…(Y/n) he’s like much older than you.”

“So? That just means he has experience!”

“He’s thinking about retirement!”

“Early retirement!”

“Nooo!”

Nothing really stops you from your newfound love 

That is until he crashes the illusion himself 

“Oh~Roi du Poison, don’t tell me you’ve fallen for the misguided doe?”

“Please, they’re just a tool I’m sharpening. A potato I’ve decided is worth polishing…for the time being.”

It destroys you

What meaning of life is there if he doesn’t even care about yours

You stop showing up to school

You won’t leave your room

“Where is (L/n)?”

“Pft wouldn’t you like to know!”

“We’re not telling you. You don’t deserve to even speak to them.”

“Fine if that’s how it’s going to be, I’ll give your regards to them.”

“What?!” “Wait!” 

Unbeknownst to you Vil is very much in love with you 

But what did you expect?!

That he’d admit to actually being just as obsessed if not more so than you

He figured the best way to keep you close enough was by taking advantage of your emotional flaw

And while he wasn’t wrong, 

he realized the way it’s been going is all too risky

Nosy obstacles friends of yours, suspicious coworkers, gossiping potatoes

It’s just too risky so he’ll promptly resign putting time and energy into his former hobby

Taking the world by storm he’ll disappear

Giving you the so-called space you want so badly

But he’ll be watching

Watching as you mend yourself together only to fall apart again with every new tragedy

Your grades suspiciously slip

Your house is going to be foreclosed

Your father disappears one evening becoming a missing person’s case

And finally, your dear poor friends suddenly die

Catching some sickness after investigating something they refused to tell you about in  the forest

It’s there, where you’ve graduated and are at your lowest once again that he makes his move

“It’s been a while, (L/n).”

He’ll skew the events that day claiming the doe was someone else or that it was all a cover

And like that, he’ll slither back into your heart with his leash fully keeping you within his grasp

“For all that trouble, (Y/n) you’re irrevocably mine.”

[oleanderscorner]

I offer you, the highest of my ideas

Yandere Twst X Overblot Yuu.

Vibes? IMMACULATE

Everyone’s like “oooh overblot twst so hooot” NO! I WANT THEM TO DO THAT. FOR ME. IN THE WORST WAYS POSSIBLE.

fuck the calculation n’ clever shit. I want them to run onto scene and go 👀👀

(Specifically if you wanna: Dorm leaders + Leech twins + Ace + Deuce.)

I think I can do this in more of a series—but I’ll do this in this more analysis-like format…let’s start with Vil because I think he would be the most fun.

Yandere!Vil x OB!Yuu

TW: manipulative behavior, obsessing, toxic and abusive themes, self harm—YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Vil Schoenheit

I think everyone can agree that Vil is often an incredibly misrepresented character—whether or not they know or believe their own interpretation to be completely correct. There’s a lot to his character that doesn’t get represented because it’s hard to represent all of him when he’s incredibly adaptable to his surroundings…

But before we get to him any more—let’s look at Yuu.

Yuu can’t OB in canon but without magic, but a personal theory I’ve had for a long time is that Yuu will gain magic somehow—because like everything else they’re now a part of this world, and while they don’t belong “currently” after saving so many people they’re bound to become part of the world they’re living in, and gain some level of magic or be someone part of the universe who has no magic—which is a little less likely considering where Yuu is placed within this universe.

Yuu’s UM is likely to be more similar to Ruggie’s in that they likely will have some level of control over people and surroundings, however, with the ghost theme of the dorm—it’s better to assume that Yuu’s UM may be to become invisible like a ghost to help in battle same way they always kind of had in game.

An OB would likely be quick as Yuu begins to miss home and just wants to disappear and have everyone forget them—have the world forget them—so that maybe they can go home as they no longer have any remnant of themselves in the universe. Homesickness is a real thing, and if we look at some of the manga Yuus we do know that there is families back home for Yuu to go to, and possibly friends too. It can hit hard after awhile, especially if we go by the year and we don’t know how time there works—which can host so many accidents where Yuu won’t see their family again and as much as Yuu would miss their friends here—home could hit a lot worse.

When not invisible, I’d imagine them covered in cloth similar to a sheet ghost and with ink between the folds and sheets, and nearly translucent—just for the fun of a design.

Now onto the actual OB!YuuxVil

(Might switch Yuu and you because Yuu is the reader, if I say they know that means reader/Yuu)

Vil is observant—he may send Rook or Epel to spy on you or make judgements of character—but he is observant of Yuu and their actions leading up to the overblot. He wanted to prepare for it himself—and hopefully actually stop it. In most instances he would—he knows how to take preventive measures—but…this time he didn’t.

As we know from chapter 5 and his vignettes, Vil is one to get back up again after every failed attempt—and is by far the most adaptable character when it comes to needing to work with a loss. He couldn’t prevent it? Fine—it’s not like anyone else was truly helping (they were), he’ll just have to take extreme measures instead.

He locks you up so you cannot be a danger to yourself and others—likely using something to get you to a secure location (his home if he could help it—it’s incredibly reinforced, his dad and he have crazy fans I’m sure) since Ramshackle would definitely be destroyed and Pomefiore has a ridiculous amount of glass to get you hurt. He normally isn’t the kidnapping type but this situation is incredibly dire, so he has to live up to that role.

Vil struggles with identity and selfishness—he is strict and wants to keep everyone in line, and knows how to battle each person who comes his way with tact and grace to keep people in line. However this is for the betterment of others more than for simple order. This is one of the things where he has to come off as the bad guy in order for people to be better versions of themselves and be better people. He is incredibly used to this role even if he hates it and loathes everything. It’s an identity he doesn’t want but it’s one he’s always going to be stuck with, making it hard to do truly selfish things unless it contributes to his image—something he cares way more about than himself.

All of this is to say that he is certain to try and manage your overblot—and to get you out of it—even if it means he has to be the bad guy and keep you away from things. Even if it means having to use magic spray you can’t hurt yourself and others. Even if it means afterwards you hate him.

Yet there will be times where he calls you beautiful, times where he tells you that you look lovely this way—times where he just praises you. Some of it he believes, but some of it is out of what little selfishness he can manage for himself to not completely be the villain in your eyes. It’s ever so slightly manipulative, but telling him that will only make things worse.

He tries to get you to eat so at least there’s things feeding this magical energy. Some of it is laced with potions to help do just that—because he is incredibly scared that stunting it will kill you or harm you. So he wants to just make sure you don’t completely use it all up.

Vil is determined—but if anything Yuu is the best at breaking his resolve.

Constant egging on about him keeping you here, about him using his magic against you—trying to hurt him for so long. Eventually it can get to be too much—but if Yuu mixes it in with any knowledge they knew of his previous obsession for them. How he wished so dearly to make them the best version of themselves and how he wishes to be a part of the life they had here. How he kept worried eyes on them and made sure more money was slipped into their account for food. Even the jealousy he had to hide constantly around those who also showed interest, and his own plans to outdo them that he constantly overthought and looked over. Or especially how Vil had failed to prevent this overblot? Well, that might just break it.

He’d use his own curses against him to make himself better. Give himself timeframes yo complete things or if there was a certain amount of insults or hits a day something would happen. Pain in his legs—turning old for a few days—a nasty illness—whatever worked to force him to get through to the real you.

Even if he overblot once—he can overblot again—and trust me, it’ll be far worse than it ever was before.

This is a quick take! I’d love to do a full in depth analysis of Vil and how I perceive him, and what I think so many people shove onto him that’s completely unfair of them to do—but I truly hope this does him justice. I’ll probably get to the other dorm leaders and maybe more soon depending on how I feel about an OB Yuu.

Thank you for reading!!

[twstgarden]

✰ ❝ 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗺𝗲? ❞

━ yan! malleus draconia, yan! vil schoenheit x gn! reader (reader can either be yuu or an oc/twstsona) ━ it seems you have caught the eye of a certain dorm leader(s) in night raven college, but it doesn't seem like he'll let you run off and not be his. you have no choice but to marry him, and you have no choice but to be his perfect lover.

cw: (including but not limited to) yandere themes, mentions of kidnapping, slight dollification, non-consensual drug use, possessive behaviour, unhealthy relationships, mentions of forced marriage

requested by: anonymous request type: oneshot requester’s message: Hello mina!! Can i please request a yandere vil or malleus one-shot any pronouns is good hehe and i really really LOVE your dévouement like when there's an update to the main story i always thought your story first tbh im more excited to your story than the main hehe that's all sorry for the rant thank you po have a great day!!♡´･ᴗ･`♡ florist’s note: hello po, dévouement reader! <3 i'm really glad you love the book! i have dropped an update on that a few days ago~ as for your request, i'll do both vil and malleus, thank you for your request!

might include spoilers for chp 6 and 7! f/n means first name. do not steal or translate without my permission.

— 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙪𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙖 —

the silence was deafening in this godforsaken room. you were not even certain if you are locked up in the main castle of the dormitory or in the other area connected to it on the right side of diasomnia's map. you have been here for days, or was it weeks? months? you do not know.

all you knew is you missed a lot of classes now and you have no idea if your friends are searching for you at this very moment.

it has been way too quiet for a while now, it was starting to drive you mad.

you want to be free from this room, you want to speak to another living being, you want to take in the scent of fresh air, you want to be away from him.

everything was fine at the start, or so you thought. you had no idea what you did wrong for him to kidnap you in your sleep and lock you up in this room. you had no chains or ropes tied to your wrists and ankles. in fact, you were not even tied to anything at all! you can freely jump off the window to escape if you wish to.

oh, please. of course, you have tried that. and where did you end up? still in this room. it seems like he used some sort of magic in this room to make it hard for you to escape.

it was a huge disadvantage that you had to be kidnapped by one of the most powerful mages in the world.

'click.'

a noise.

finally. the silence was starting to drive you mad already. your eyes widened as you watched the door slightly open ajar before a tall figure entered the room, closing the door behind him as he approached you. he sat on the corner of the bed and smiled gently at you as if he did not just abduct you and lock you up in this room.

"my dear..."

his voice was deep and tender, clearly lovestruck by you as he caressed your cheek gently with the back of his hands. however, your eyes remained on the door, thinking of ways to escape and run away from here.

he seemed to have noticed your lingering gaze on the exit door, which made him frown as he placed his finger under your chin and pulled your face up to look at him.

and once your eyes met his pained gaze, his finger stroked your cheek as he whispered, "please don't look at the door. i don't want to feel like you're trying to run away from me."

"then set me free."

you demanded softly, wanting to keep that slightly peaceful conversation going, not wanting to piss him off as you still wish to go to sleep with all four limbs intact. his pained gaze turned even sadder as he sat closer to you, "but why? i give you everything you could possibly need. we are to be wed soon, my love. you'll have all the riches you need, you'll have the finest jewellery and clothes in the world, you'll live in my palace and be royalty..."

it might sound like a dream, but it isn't what you desire. you don't even see him in a romantic way either. you wanted to tear up as you imagined your future the moment he mentions marriage, "...i don't want those. i want to go back... i want to see my friends... i don't want to get married, i don't want to become a royal consort with no freedom..."

your words seemed to make him upset. who would reject his offer? he's giving you everything that he thinks would make you happy! his eyes narrowed as he looked at you and huffed, "why would you choose that? all they do is take you away from me."

"i was never yours to begin with!" you argued as tears started to prickle at the corner of your eyes, growing desperate to be free and be away from him and anyone associated with him.

after your little outburst, it was uncomfortably silent in the room, only your soft sniffles and breathing were heard as he sat before you with an unreadable expression, but you knew he was pissed as hell now.

he suddenly stood up and turned his back on you, walking away from the bed and heading to the door. the last thing you heard from him before he left your room and locked the door made you want to sob even more.

"we are getting married whether you like it or not. you do not have a choice."

— 𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙚𝙣𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙩 —

the lights of pomefiore's bedrooms normally appear aesthetically pleasing to you, but right now, it served as a frustrating reminder that you have been in the same room for more than 24 hours now, staring at the same objects over and over again, unable to move your limbs to run away from this wretched room.

the brush tickling your cheeks, as it applied a red hue to them, felt like thorns brushing and scratching your skin despite its softness. it was unbearable. you have been sitting on this vanity chair for far too long now, not even sure of how you look like with how you've been tickled and dabbed with makeup brushes and sponges all day long.

a pair of amethyst eyes carefully watched as his hands did all the work on dolling up your face. once he was satisfied, he turned the vanity chair around to make you face the mirror.

you look like a fashion doll.

at least it was better than looking like a clown caked with makeup.

you had to admit, his skills were good. the makeup suits you perfectly and the outfit he made you wear looks gorgeous on you, but it would have been better if he did not paralyze you in the first place with his unique magic by cursing your drink.

you could not respond. you could not even move your hand to touch your face, but he seemed very pleased with himself as he caressed your cheek with the back of his hand.

"you look perfect."

perfect.

perfect.

perfect.

you were nothing but perfect in his eyes right after he dolls you up every time. you felt like you were just a mannequin for him to beautify and show off to everyone, claiming you were his darling lover, that you would forever be the love of his life.

even if you were paralyzed, your eyes filled up with tears. you wanted nothing more than to run away from this place and hide. vil clicked his tongue at the sight of your tears prickling at the corners of your eyes.

"if you dare mess up my work with your tears, i'm cursing your drink again and i'll redo everything."

you wished you could stop, but his threats sent your heart throbbing with fear as you could not hold it in anymore. tears started to roll down your cheeks as the fear in your heart grew, wishing you could just disappear in the blink of an eye, but alas, you were not blessed with magic, unlike everyone else in this prestigious academy.

vil groaned and harshly held your face by your cheeks, messing up the makeup with your tears and making you look at the mirror as he glared at your reflection, "look what you've done."

and as if the gods have heard your plea, you can suddenly move again. it has been past the time limit of when his unique magic's conditions are met, and once you regained your mobility, you held onto his wrist and tried to pull his hand away from your face.

"please, stop! i'm sorry, i'll fix it!" you pleaded, sobbing even more as vil pulled his hand away from your face and landed a slap on your cheek before making you look at him again. "fix? you're not even good enough to apply makeup on your own," hissed the man harshly as he glared at you.

he sighed as he stood straight, closing his eyes and placing his fingers on his temple to show how stressed he was. the pomefiore dorm leader looked at you with a glare before grabbing your cup on his bedside table, refilling it with your drink of choice and casting his unique magic on it.

this time, his conditions included a longer time limit than earlier.

vil stood before you with the cursed or drugged drink and held your face with one hand to try and pry your mouth open. he brought the glass to your lips, forcing you to drink the beverage as you started hitting his arm and struggling, hoping he would stop forcing the cursed drink down your throat, but his strength was overwhelming. his grip on your cheeks made it feel like your face was about to break if he gripped you a little harder.

you struggled to push him away as he forced the drink down your throat, and once he was finished, he placed the cup on his desk and made you sit properly, leaving you paralyzed in that same position once again.

tears continued to stream down your cheeks as you sobbed and pleaded for him to stop. at least this time, his conditions did not include taking away your ability to speak. vil leaned down to look at you right into your fearful eyes as he whispered, "stop looking so frightened when i'm around."

vil gave you a small smile before placing a tender kiss on your forehead. it felt patronising, as if he was taking any ounce of authority you have left in you and taking full control of your life. he leaned his cheek on your head as you both looked into your reflections in the mirror, seeing his endearing smile after doing something drastic to you made you sick to your stomach.

how could he smile after treating you so harshly?

"i'm only doing this out of love, my darling. you have to look perfect before we go out for dinner, no?"

© twstgarden 2023 || please do not steal, translate without my permission, or use this to train a.i.

[yan-lorkai]

Hiii, could I please ask for a request where the reader is best friends with Vil, Malleus, Rook and Idia (separate) and says I love you platonically to them? :)

"I love you, love you, love you, love you, Vil." You said excitedly on the other end of the line. Vil couldn't see you, but he knew you must have been jumping up and down and holding the gift he gave you as a little kid. The scene he envisioned was enough to make him laugh as he listened to you babble.

Your "I love you" echoes in his mind and fills his chest with warm feeling and pride, and his cheeks are painted pink every second his mind replays what you said. Only he heard those three words coming out of your lips, only he deserved that, Vil was your best friend since childhood and he was always taking care of you. And he would always continue to take care of you. Every queen needs her king, after all.

⠀⠀

"Rook, I love you, but you won't catch me." You scream as you laugh. The forest in front of you was already almost like a second home for the two of you, spending enough time here since you were just two children who had just learned to walk.

Your little confession that he knows was on purpose distracts him a bit. Rook grins like an idiot, reacting like it's the first time he's heard you say you love him. But he can't help, the expression on your face, your gaze and your laugh are infectious, they make him happy and he knows he wants to hear more statements like that, he craves more. A hunter like him is never satisfied, no matter how many times he hunts the same prey and when he catches you, Rook knows well what prize he will want. He wants more of you, your laugh, your smell, those three words that make his heart race and almost melt him.

And most of all he wants to see the embarrassed expression on your face when he tells you he loves you too.

⠀⠀⠀

"I saw a new sentence in my book. The girl said she loved the boy and they kissed and lived happily ever after." You told him. Your childish voice carried a mischievous tone as you showed the book you took from the library to Malleus, who looked with interest at the cover designed with a prince and a princess. And you held his hand, kissing his forehead tenderly. "Lilia said that people say I love you to someone important. And you are important to me, Malmal, I love you so much."

Malleus felt his cheeks flush as that small memory resurfaced in his mind. You had great boldness, for no one else would treat him like that, as the prince everyone treated him with reverence. Everyone but you. Since you were a child you treated him normally, played with him, made fun of him, dragged him on adventures and stood by him when Lilia lectured you two. You were too precious to him, almost like an angel, a little light in the dark. And he, like a dragon, knew that he had to protect you from everything, he knew that he should give you all the comfort and food you could ever want. Because he's your best friend and it's his job to take care of you.

"Oh my darling, I love you too." He whispers to you. Though you'll hardly hear him, with your head resting on his shoulder and taking a nap. But it's okay, he can tell you that again when you wake up. And he hopes you enjoy his kiss too.

⠀⠀

"Idia, I have a secret to tell you." You whispered to him suddenly, making a gesture with your hand for him to bring his face closer to yours. And wanting to immediately return attention to the anime you were watching, Idia got close enough so that his ear was close to your mouth, your warm breath being enough to send shivers all over his body. And you laughed. "I love you a lot. You're amazing, hardworking, made cool inventions, and is the best friend I could ask for."

Idia flinches and lets out a loud squeak. All his hair turns pink and he feels his face burn. You were the more affectionate of the two of you and even though he was used to holding your hand or giving him lots of kisses, Idia wasn't prepared to hear that. But a part of him is content to know how much you like him, how important his friendship is to you, and what you think of him. And when he goes to bed, he'll think about everything you said.

But right now, he can't move. He's still processing everything. And you're still laughing, lacing your fingers through his as you turn your attention back to the anime. Meanwhile he is formulating a plan to have you forever by his side.

[newstepping]

twst x pokemon au

"will you marry me?"

cakes pomefiore has given to yuu + cakes yuu has given to pomefiore

vil schoenheit

prince charming's kiss

the reversed cinderella tale + art

and while you sleep, i'll be scared

crowley find a way back home, stays in twst

chapter 6 art. u know the scene

breaking up/yuu moving on

vil with a shitposter partner

new voicemail

why not me?

ingame voicelines

housewardens try to woo you but the first-year rizz is unmatched

the beauty and the shrimp art

housewardens forget that they are your boyfriend when they are drunk

a crown on your head and finger

lip gloss

devotion ft rookvil, yandere

hold my hand

courting, pining, or flirting

ugly crier

you fall asleep in class

what if you were friends with neige during vdc

when vil doesn't play the villain

the key to my heart

i've become the villain's lover!

kiss me more

vil x mc dynamic lol

he's a ten, but he...

you make them plushies

who does the prefect like?

a beautiful heartbreak - I, II, III, ...

of makeup and subtlety

"don't you know it's bad luck to see your bride before your wedding?"

long live

ugly love

someone new catches their s/o's attention

+ @ / shiny-jr's soft yan vil +

relationship exposed, yandere

issues with dating a celebrity, yandere

lipstick marks, yandere

paparazzi darling?, yandere

jessica rabbit vil with detective darling, yandere - I, II

"i need you more than i need air to breathe", yandere

soft yan vil alphabet, yandere

general soft yan vil headcanons?, yandere

vil finally getting his kiss :3, yandere

darling goes home - 4 ways it might play out, yandere

interrupted confessions + some extra for (x), yandere

+ nsfw +

corruption kink, nfsw

gimme all your love! 3rd years x thicc!reader, nsfw

+++

incorrect quotes - I, II(?), III, IV, V, VI, VII

rook hunt

the reversed cinderella tale + art

why not me?

devotion ft rookvil, yandere

the princess treatment

courting, pining, or flirting?

the key to my heart

"don't you know it's bad luck to see your bride before your wedding?"

+ nsfw +

gimme all your love! 3rd years x thicc!reader, nsfw

epel felmier

the reversed cinderella tale + art

why not me?

courting, pining, or flirting?

"don't you know it's bad luck to see your bride before your wedding?"

1 (you are here!) - 2

[twst-kumi]

Weeping Maiden prologue part 3

Alexis smiled cutely as he joined the two. His hand still held [Name]’s hand, and he eagerly talked. He was like a sweet child, eyes full of curiosity. 

Aurelius couldn't help but grumble as they walked together. It felt like someone had just snatched his place right under his nose. 

“_So… the lady in blue? 

_She was a courageous adventurer, full of curiosity and kindness. One day, she got to a kingdom that a terrible queen terrorized. She was so terrible that she cut off the head of anyone who displeased her. Indignant of the blatant abuse, she rose against her and inspired many others.

_What happened after that? 

_She slew the Jabberwocky, the terrible Queen's champion, and helped the tyrannical queen’s sister to dethrone her. Turned out the tyrant usurped her sister's thrones. I would have to be there at that time. So much drama.” 

[Name] smiled as she listened to it carefully. She was curious about everything that the world she only knew behind the screen was expanding before her eyes. It felt more natural. She couldn't help but look at the academy with curiosity. It was like a whole level of hidden lore. Seeing her so immersed in their culture, Aurelius smiled brightly. He felt more excited to show her this world.

“_ Next is the seventh sea princess. She was the youngest princess but didn't hesitate to enter the human world to make peace. At that time, the merfolk and the humans were at war. It turned out that it was all a misunderstanding created by the king’s sister, who was plotting for the crown. She married a human, creating an everlasting peace. They said she was a sage and creative person. 

_Her dorm, Oceanid, is led by Rielle. Her direct descendants and the crown prince of the merfolk.

_Oh, I see.” 

She knew Rielle. He was like a shadow in Azul’s background story. Knowing he led on the octomer’s bullying, she wasn't really thrilled to meet him. [Name] had a special relationship with the bullying subject. Even more, after she discovered her brother’s school life and the bullying he received. She hated herself for not noticing it at that time. 

“_What about the Asian-looking woman? 

_She is a hero in an old empire in the east. She had the courage to dress as a man and join the war against a terrible man to protect her family and the emperor. The emperor even recognized her as a war hero.

_Wow, I don’t think I could have even half of her courage. 

_Right? Well, everyone in the Kingsword dormitory is both courageous and athletic. 

_Stubborn, too.” 

Alexis added with a gentle smile. Aurelius subtly glared at the boy like they were some kind of enemy. The more petite boy only smirked at him before leaning against the beautiful girl. He pointed at the only man in the row of statues. It was fun to provoke the other boy.

“_See that man? That prince Ali ababwa.

_Like, Alibaba Express?

_No, Ababwa. And why Express? Is it something from your world? 

_Forget it, so… prince Ali?

_He was the lost prince of a kingdom in the desert. He grew up in complete poverty before they found him and saved a princess from a sorcerer who wanted to force her to marry him. The princess was so touched by his generosity toward the commoner that she fell in love with him, and they married.” 

[Name] looked at the statue in awe. It didn't have such a lore in the game, but it was exciting and fun to hear. But as much as she started to love this world, she needed to return to her world. She still had her missing brother to find. The young girl surprised herself when she noticed little to nothing she cared about her parents. As she expected, she still couldn't forgive them. 

Not liking how deep she was in her thought, Alexis leaned against her ears, gaining an exasperated glare from Aurelius. He mischievously whispered.

“_I would love it if you could focus on me instead, my lady.” 

[Name] jumped away, both embarrassed and confused. What was that for? 

Alexis looked at her with an amused glint. She looked like a cute rabbit to him. So easily startled and flustered. The sweet-looking boy couldn't help but want to bully her more. Maybe he will try to get a taste next time. She looked absolutely delicious. 

Aurelius pushed the girl behind him, now openly hostile to Whitecourt’s student. He grunted as he stepped further between them. Both glared at each other fiercely; they looked ready to get into a fight. It was [Name] who stopped them from going further.

“_A… anyways… What about her?” 

Aurelius still glared at Alexis before softly turning to the statue.

 

“_It’s the Wise woman. She was the chief of an ancient tribe dwelling on ancient magic and wisdom. She loved to explore the world around her and used the knowledge she gained from it to protect her people from invaders. In the end, she was so powerful that they had to flee. Even so, she was very kind and spared them, allowing them to return home.” 

Aurelius explained, still glaring at Alexis. His hand pressed against the small of her back, and he walked her away from the main street. As they walked into the building, Neige waved at them happily, running to her. Next to him was another blond boy. 

“_Princess! Are you ready for your first day? If you need-!

_She is not a baby Neige. Don't overwhelm her too much.” 

Neige ran up to them because she could hear the other students talking about her. It was to be expected as she was the only girl in the academy. 

“Hey, look, it’s the girl who appeared in the  sacred tree room.” 

“Yeah, so the rumors are true. We have a girl in our school this year.” 

“Did you hear how Neige called her? I mean, she does look like a princess.” 

[Name] blushed a little as she could hear them talk. It looked like she would bear that name until she got home. Neige patted her head while looking at her fondly. She was so adorable. Neige dared not say it out loud, but he couldn’t get her out of his mind. 

“_Hello, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Ash Blueglass, Apple Red’s vice dorm leader and a close friend of Neige. 

_ I’m [Name] Yamada, and it's nice to meet you too.” 

After a brief greeting, she walked to her class with Aurelius and Alexis. Both seemed to have calmed down from their quarrels, but they couldn’t stop glaring at anyone coming too close to her for their taste. Their first class was history with Mr.Pot, a friendly middle-aged man who loved telling stories. He looked funny in his white costume, purple and gold cuff lapel, blue shirt, and pink tie. It was so mismatched it actually suited him.  The next class was Alchemy with Teacher Makoa; he was a big man with a proud smile. The man felt a little overwhelmed by his overly confident behavior. 

“Hey there! Welcome to the Palace, the academy's one and only cafeteria. I’m Tanis, the chief cook here. Let me or Remy know if you need anything.”

[Name] looked at the charming cook, surprised at his friendly gesture. Behind him, a mouse beastman was also working expertly. She took her tray and sat down with the other. It would be long before the other students would stop staring at her. 

The meal was delicious.

 She laughed with her new friends while enjoying herself before it was time for her to go to her next class, sports. The teacher, Li Chen, was an ancient Chinese Spelldrive player who retired and became a teacher here. He was a rigorous teacher to his students. At the end of the day, they buy a slushie in Scrooge’s convenience store. 

“_Oh, right! do you want to join a club, [Name]? 

_I promised Neige that I would go to the music club.

_You love music? 

_I guess you could say that. I used to play violin, some piano, and some singing.”

They looked at her in interest; she naturally had a pretty voice, and they wanted to hear her sing now.

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[yeahnothanks2]

Yandere... Vil?! 10 (Part 1)

Before we start I have to ask, should I make the links to the other parts?

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~ Before Yuu was taken by Rook ~

Yandere! Vil: *Emotional and staring into his mirror* *Sigh*...

Rook: Roi du Poison, why do you frown so gracefully in the mirror!? Was it Epel again? Did he refuse to follow your elegance once more!?

Epel: Why am I being dragged into this?

Yandere! Vil: No I-... I...

Rook: You what, Roi du Poison?

Epel: *Rolls his eyes*

Yandere! Vil: I... I'm in love with Yuu! There I said it!

Rook: Really?! Wow!

Epel: *Sarcastic* I never would have... Gosh, that's a shocker.

Yandere! Vil: But how could they love me back!? They are not with me...

Rook: Roi du Poison! I shall get you your amour!

Yandere! Vil:... Thank you, Rook

[vanrougelia]

HIII i miss your yandere takes they r so good hh; could you please do yan!idia or jamil (i know these two are your faves 👀) with an idol!reader? reader can be female if you want!!

OMG HEY dwdw i haven't given up on writing yandere scenarios 😭😭 i just don't have time to do so YEAHH here's my comeback fic!! im kinda rusty in writing so i might've not do justice (and these r kinda rushed) 🥹 these are very open-ended so feel free to imagine what happens next!! (and brainrot dumps on my ask box are also appreciated✨)

jamil + idia x idol!reader, separately

notes: reader is a pomefiore student, and is well known alongside vil. reader is not yuu. vil and reader are implied close friends but is not mentioned. reader's UM is described in jamil's part. not proofread, sorry if there are mistakes ueueue

cw: yandere, stalking, obsession, slight mind control in jamil's part, idia is delusional in this one

jamil viper

who would've thought that scarabia's vice dorm leader would be such a fan of the lovely [stage name], who also resides in pomefiore.

it would be natural for [name] to be associated with the one and only vil schoenheit, as they have chemistry, according to media. and that is what JAMIL VIPER extremely despised.

he knows you are such a charmer, and you can easily make people fall for your charms with just a look in your eye and a snap from your finger. maybe this is it for him, he thinks. you share a lot of similarities and he can't help but smile at that thought!

oh, but he has another obstacle. he knows kalim is also a big fan as well, always gushing about how well you perform that one particular song and, oh great seven, does he not want to hear it anymore, especially from kalim's mouth. he thinks it's better if he were the type to gatekeep, but due to you being extremely popular, especially in nrc, it's no use to do so.

you have heard of JAMIL before. it's impossible that you don't know him, especially when he performed alongside vil during the vdc. you liked his performance, so you took an interest in him.

and how did he feel after hearing that? ecstatic. if he continues to woo you with his talents, there'll be no doubt that you'll want to have him featured in your future songs. because of that, you'll be by his side more often! he thinks that this would be the perfect opportunity to become a lot closer to you. if only he had more free time...

however, if you're really stubborn, he may have to use his snake charmer on you. he doesn't really want to take control over you, but desperate times call for desperate measures, and there'll be a time and place where you'll submit yourself fully to JAMIL, and only he can watch you perform.

idia shroud

ah yes, IDIA SHROUD, the dorm leader of ignihyde, the shut-in gamer would of course be a big fan of the one and only [stage name]. you're extremely talented, so who are they to argue with him?

idia is very delusional when it comes to you, and dear does it get worse as time passes. he would think that he's your boyfriend, but in reality, he's just someone to you, as you barely acknowledge his existence, even in nrc. but he's too obsessed with this delusion, too detached from reality that he would give you gifts that you accept, confused. his gifts are pretty tame, as for now.

and those gifts sometimes turn into creepy fanletters.

but when you work with another male celebrity, or worse, vil schoenheit, his hair would light up in rage. you're trying to replace him with someone else? with vil? he gets that the pomefiore's dorm leader is very beautiful and talented, but aren't you tired from being tormented by him with his strict rules regarding beauty? IDIA would take care of you better than him, he thought, you only deserve the best!

he'll loop your songs all day, memorize the lyrics and dance steps, no matter how hard it is, know every fanchant on the song, buy every merch you would have. he's your no.1 ultimate fan, so why are you not noticing him?

IDIA may have to resort to stalking you. of course, not physically, but with the use of cameras. the fact that you study in nrc is already a bonus for him, since you are much closer. he knows every schedule of your life, your routine, what you'll practice in that particular time. how does he know? no one knows.

he'll not kidnap you to keep you for himself, not yet. you haven't done anything wrong, to him at least, but if IDIA deems so, he may have to make tactics. he doesn't want you to disappear from the stage yet.

i think the idia favoritism is visible in this one teehee