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#Pomefiore x y/n
snugglebug-mj-blog · 1 month
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hugging them for the first time pt5
Pomefiore Dorm & staff (Vil, Rook, Crewel, Trein, Vargas, and sam)
Y/n has been at NRC for a while and she's never hugged anyone (besides grim) until today. Y/n took in a deep breath before walking out the door of the ramshackle dorm with grim on her shoulder.
Rook Hunt: He already knows what's going on and is excited! When he sees y/n walking towards the pomefiore dorm he was singing praises as he ran towards her. Y/n had a feeling rook knew he’s rook he always knows. Anyway when she saw the blond hunter running towards her singing praises she just shook her head, smiled, and held her arms out for the french man, Which he quickly wrapped his arms around her and hugged y/n very tightly while swinging her around.
Vil Schoenheit: Ask before touching! Y/n may be his favorite potato but ask first! Vil was in his room doing his normal afternoon routine when he heard a knock on the door “enter!” vil said as he just finished putting the lotion on his face “Roi du Poison little trickster is here to see you” Rook happily said as he opened the door revealing both rook and y/n “come in my potato! You're just in time to try this new lotion! Rook shut the door on the way out please!” Vil smiled as he patted the seat beside him. Y/n walked over to him and gently sat down beside him. “Ok my potato, what brings you to me today?” vil asked as he rubbed the lotion on y/ns puggy face “Nothing wrong, i just wanted to ask if i could give the fairest of them all a hug?” Y/n asked vil looked at her before smiling and pulling her into a hug “of course potato! Thank you for asking as well” vil said as he patted the back of her head.
Crowely: Hair spay and a lighter I'm making smoked crow sorry Crowley fans, no touching this man in my story. Crowely “come on give me a hug i’ve been so generous” “Mf you overwork me, cut the money, threaten to kick me out of the ramshack if i don't do your job and more!” Crowely sat pouting in a corner. Y/n definitely bribed ruggie to steal the crows credit cards ( my Hogwarts oc everytime crowley upsets her off “AVADA-” was tackled and hugged by the first years.)
Crewel: Father! Y/n saw her father figure she smiled as she quickly walked up beside him “afternoon professor crewel you need some help?” y/n asked crewel looked shocked for a second “sorry pup you startled me, but yes i would greatly appreciate the help” crewel said as y/n opened her arms he gently placed some of the stuff he was holding into her arms “thank you pup!” crewel smiled at y/n as they started walking. As they walked down the hall y/n and crewel was talking about each others days since today was one of the days y/n didn’t have potions. Crewel was proud that she got a 90% on her last history quiz. Soon they got to crewel's classroom and they placed everything on his desk “D- professor crewel earlier you looked very concentrated. Anything else I can help you with?” y/n asked crewel smiled before he shock his head no “no pup thank you though and here for helping me” crewel replied as he handed her a lollipop y/n smiled before hugging him. Crewel froze before hugging her back. They soon let go of each other Y/n waved by before she left. Crewel nodded to himself “i’ve made up my mind” {can you guess where this is going? hehe)
Trien and Lucius: Grandpa! Head pats{he reminds me of my grandpa. Strict and good at history} Trien was walking out of his classroom with Lucuis when he saw y/n walking down the empty school hall “hello professor Trien, Hello Lucius!” y/n waved at them “y/n meow what are you doing roaming the halls at this hour school ended thirty minutes ago” Trien asked as he watched y/n pet lucius making the grumpy cat purr “i was helping Professor crewel take stuff to his classroom” y/n replied Trien nodded. Y/n went to his side before hugging him he just hmmed before gently patting her on the head. “Now run along” Trien said y/n nodded and quickly walked off. Trien had a small smile on his lips.
Vargas: He will pick you/BEAR HUG! Vargas was putting up some of the left over brooms from flight class. “Here” a small voice said Vargas turned to see y/n holding the rest of the brooms “Thanks! I’m glad you're here. I wanted to let you know you’re really good at flying, i’m proud!” Vargas said as he took the brooms from her and locked him up in their place. Vargas turns around and bear hugs y/n, y/n just laughed and tries to hug him the best she could.
Sam: Big brother. Sam knew y/n was on her way to see him, his friends on the other side told him. Soon he heard the door open “Hello my Little imp! What can i do for you today?” sam asked as he walked up to y/n “i need something but you don’t sell it” y/n started sam hmmed “hmm what would that be? Since your my favorite imp i can get it in a snap!” sam smiled bowing alittle bit “A hug from you” y/n said quickly Sam straighten back up and looked at her for a second “you wanna hug from me?” sam asked y/n nodded “only if you’re ok with it” she replied sam just smiled “Come here little imp!” he said opening his arms y/n gladly hugged him and she could feel someone hugging her back she looked the best she could and saw sams shadow on the wall hugging her.
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madamvanrouge · 7 months
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Vil Schoenheit As Your Boyfriend
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↠ When you started dating Vil, everyone's treatment of you is bound to change. You're now treated as a celebrity as well, and Cater hounds you for pictures.
↠Vil already knew you would get popular on dating him, and helps set clear boundaries so people don't overstep their familiarity with you or use you in any way to get closer to Vil.
↠Don't worry, Vil, being the perfect embodiment of the Evil Queen's spirit of tenacity, will be there at your side. Someone asks for too many selfies from you? Someone's getting too close for comfort? He'll be at your side in an instant and tell the person rude enough to disturb his partner to get lost in an instant.
↠Vil's love language [giving] is quality time and acts of service. He loves spending time with his partner, making memories that are bound to last a lifetime. He has a busy schedule? Don't worry, he'll still take some time off to see you. If he's too busy, he might ask you to come help him with work or atleast join him for a meal. He's attached to you too much, don't blame him. He will make time for you no matter how busy he is. You are his first priority [mostly]. Vil loves providing for his partner with acts of service. Expect the spa treatment whenever Vil gets his hands on you and a nice, relaxing movie date while you snuggle together with hot chocolate in your matching cups. (<3)
↠Vil's love languages [receiving] are words of affirmation and acts of service. The queen loves being told of his beauty, not just from his followers and admirers, but especially from you. The words you give Vil are so much more precious to his heart than any other, so be sure to praise him and do his hair for him gently (don't worry, he'll teach you how if you don't know) while letting him know how well he's done, how proud you are of him. Even if you just bring him a simple lunch or drink after he's had a long day, the queen of Pomefiore will become eager to wrap you in his affection, wishing to shower you with kisses and hugs.
↠Vil will definitely take you to meet his dad during the dating period. Vil's dad is really chill and supportive. He's glad Vil found someone he can share his life with, and only wishes the best for you two. He sees you as another child, and takes you and Vil out for fun family outings whenever your schedules manage to match.
↠Vil isn't averse to cuddling, he mostly prefers cuddling at night because during the day, it might give his clothes wrinkles or make his hair messy, which is not something he prefers. Of course, if you're going through a rough spot, morals be damned, he'll cuddle you for hours if needed, get Rook to prepare you a bath and your favourite drink, and massage you himself as you tell him what happened.
↠Vil is not very jealous as a partner. He's very self assured but if he spots you getting too physically friendly with someone (or if he sees you with Neige), he'll immediately intervene with a professional smile, pull you towards him and change the subject if necessary. Later, he'll sulk about it and demand for kisses.
↠Vil will hug his phone like a highschool girl after mushy, fluffy texts. He also has a tendency to scream like a highschool girl in private if you agree for a date or if he's super happy that you planned something together. Bless Rook's ears, he's always listening.
↠ Vil's kisses are usually slow and gentle, the type that leave you with a lingering feeling of euphoria long after the kiss has been broken. His lips are always soft and hued with lipstick, which you might have to fix for him if it gets smudged after a kiss.
↠Vil's hugs are long-lasting in private, he loves embracing you and feeling you in his arms, as you relax together. In public, he refrains from anything more than holding hands or cheek kisses.
↠Epel is now your and Vil's gremlin child who will constantly seek your protection when Vil is out for his blood. Good luck.
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For a Twisted Wonderland specific idea, it's hard to think of something that likely hasn't already been done, but...
Imagine Yuu, or the reader, finally being able to make it back home. Everyone's said their sorrowful goodbyes as they watch their friend, and someone's future partner if you want to go that route, leave the magical world. That's the end, right? Wrong!
A few days after they make it home, there's this huge magical mishap that happens in the world of Twisted Wonderland that sends one, some, or all of the main cast into the world that Yuu/the reader came from. There's overwhelming joy on both sides from being united, but then there's the main issue at hand, that being the fact that there's now (a) magical being(s) trapped in a magicless world. The magic still works, obviously, but it can't be used in public or else it could cause huge issues within this magicless society. They have to work with the former Ramshackle prefect to either find a way home or figure out how to permanently link the two worlds so both Yuu/the reader and the magical pretty boys™ (and Grim) can always visit each others whenever they please
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First Kiss
Word Count: 408
Warnings: None
Vil Schoenheit x Fem!Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
The sun was beginning its descent, casting a warm glow over the Pomefiore gardens. Vil, the housewarden known for his impeccable standards, walked beside you, his presence commanding yet comforting.
“Beauty, my dear, is not merely in the symmetry of one’s features,” Vil mused, his gaze lingering on a perfectly bloomed rose. “It’s in the poise, the walk, the talk… the entire essence of a person.”
You nodded, hanging onto every word. “And what if someone doesn’t see their own beauty?” you asked, a hint of self-consciousness in your voice.
Vil stopped, turning to you with a softness in his eyes that belied his usual stern demeanor. “Then it is our duty to help them see it, to guide them,” he replied, reaching out to tuck a stray hair behind your ear. “Like this rose, which knows not of its allure, yet captivates all who gaze upon it.”
Your heart fluttered at the gesture, and you found the courage to meet his gaze. “And how would you guide me?” The question was out before you could stop it, but Vil didn’t seem to mind.
“With patience and care,” he said, his voice lowering. “For beauty is like a rare gem—it must be polished to truly shine.”
The air between you charged with an unspoken tension, and you took a step closer. “And if I want to shine now?” The challenge in your voice was playful, but earnest.
Vil’s smile was enigmatic. “Impatient, are we? Very well.” In a fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that stole your breath away. It was over before you could fully comprehend it, leaving you stunned.
“Oh, shit,” you whispered, the realization dawning on you.
Vil’s chuckle was low and warm. “Surprised?”
You nodded, still reeling from the intensity of the moment. But as he leaned in again, this time slower, giving you time to close your eyes and meet his kiss halfway, you found yourself sinking into the sensation, letting go of your reservations.
The kiss deepened, and you felt Vil’s hands settle on your waist, pulling you closer. You responded in kind, your arms wrapping around his neck, lost in the beauty of the moment.
When you finally parted, breathless and flushed, Vil’s gaze held a new admiration. “See? You shine brilliantly.”
And in the quiet of the garden, with the last rays of the sun painting the sky, you believed him.
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me waiting for those amazing twst writers to start writing again:
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tzuyusluv · 10 months
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❥ Kisses With Pomefiore
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genre -> fluff
pairing(s) -> pomefiore dorm x reader
warnings -> bullying/teasing in epel’s, nothing much tbh
word count -> tba
summary -> kisses with the pomefiore dorm
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Vil Schoenheit | A Kiss During A Scene
“Alright! Time to shoot the kiss scene and then we’re done for the day!” Walking up to the set where Vil stood was intimidating, knowing that in a few moments you would have to kiss him. It made your heart beat out of your chest. “Alright action!” Saying your lines that would eventually push Vil’s character to kiss you. When you finish, you wait patiently for Vil’s actions. He leans forward and connects your lips gently. Pressing down hard but not forcefully. When he pulled away, a string of saliva connected your lips. “Cut! That was perfect!” The director shouts, snapping you out of your thoughts. The assistants take you to your trailer where you get ready for bed. Vil on the other hand was thinking about how perfect of an actor you were and he wouldn’t mind playing the villain if it meant he got to kiss you.
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Rook Hunt | A Forehead Kiss
“Mon Amour!” You jump in surprise when Rook appears out of nowhere and presses a kiss to your forehead. “Oh Mon Amour how I’ve missed you!” He exclaims with a hand on his chest. “Rook, we were just in class. I just sat two people away from you.” You stare at him with a fond smile. “Oh Mon Amour, if it was up to me, I would have you in my arms all day.”
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Epel Felmier | A Kiss To Prove A Point
You could faintly hear some students tease Epel around the corner. You didn’t want to interrupt and give them even more teasing material. “I’ll prove it too you! I will!” You could hear the angry in Epel’s voice. “Hey! Come here!” Epel calls you over and your eyes widen in surprise before you quickly make your way over there. You stand beside him and wait for what you were needed for. Epel got closer and closer before he eventually just pressed his lips to yours harshly yet loving. You just barely melt into it before he pulls away. “There! I proved it!” He proudly exclaimed to the other students. They just grumbled before leaving. “Sorry about that, I just need to prove something to them.” Epel explains sheepishly. It’s silent for a moment before he breaks it again. “Y’know, I think I have to prove something else.” His cheeks are getting redder and redder. “I need to prove to you that I actually love you and I didn’t just kiss you to get them away from me.”
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flavorita · 1 year
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Big tiddy but with Malleus, Lilia, and Rook? 🥰 (your work is fantastic, take your time)
MALLEUS MALLEUS I LOVE MALLEUS OMG THANK YOU
This is going to be so biased 😭
Big Breasted Fem!S/O Headcanons NSFW 🔞
Lilia, Azul, and Riddle
Jamil & Ace
Includes: Malleus & Rook (separately)
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GENTLEMAN NUMBER #1
Does not care about the size of ur badonkers until the day he lays his head on them
"Ah, so this is what heaven feels like"
Completely zones out if you're petting his hair at the same time
You'll have to shake him out of it to bring him back to reality
Will constantly bother you after that to let him drift off in your embrace
"Y/N, can we partake in the activity that we conducted yesterday? No?... But why?.... You have homework? I see..."
Cue one sad dragon staring at a clock until you let him sleep on your breasts again 🥺
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GENTLEMAN NUMBER #2
Loud af tho
Will not shut up about your breasts or any part of you and your body for that matter
At least every word out of his mouth is artful and poetic unlike a certain green haired loser
"The roses wither at such a sight. The rocks envy your back's might."
Half the time, you have no idea what lyric he's gonna spit out nor what it could possibly mean
Please tell him to tone it down for everyone else's sake
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Do you have any headcannons for how Rook would react to MC!S/O joining the free Science Club but Crowley uses his administrative power to kick them out and use their free time for various tasks?
(I have a vendetta against the Crow)
Hello and thank you for the request! Fair warning ahead of time: I have my own personal headcannon that Crowley actually slotted the Prefect into the photography club (Ghost Camera and all that jazz) and sometimes has them help with the school newspaper (The birthday interviews). I don’t usually write headcannons, so this was a bit different for me, but do hope you enjoy!
So Crowley kicked you out of the science club for varying reasons and it’s been a bit of a downer for everyone involved. 
Rook, in particular, is sad. 
He had really been looking forward to discovering new forms of beauty via science with you at his side. He could just imagine all of the new and more explosive ways the two of you would have had fun together while also bonding!
But, but, but! Rook has never been one to mope around and you need not worry. He’s already figured out a solution.
Just because you aren’t part of the science club doesn’t mean you can’t take part in the experiments when you have time. After all, there are people who play spelldrive but aren’t part of the spelldrive club (Case in point: Malleus).
Rook’s solution is really quite simple.
You’ll carefully get all your work done ahead of time (possibly with some help but hey, who’s asking? Not Trey, any of the Pomefiore dorm, or Science club. They’re all looking the other way) and then, boom, you can join the club for their activities and Crowley really can’t kick up a fuss.
And that’s even if he knows. Nobody will even tell what’s happening so he’ll have to find out on his own.
Even Crewel is keeping this one a secret.
It essentially becomes one of the most widely known secrets on campus. The only one who MIGHT not know is Crowley.
And, honestly, as long as you're getting everything he wants done, I don’t actually see Crowley even kicking up a fuss.
So yeah, all's well that ends well, and the Science club becomes even more fun because now your participation without a membership is a pseudo-secret, and secrets from the headmage are always fun.
Cue the students having way too much fun ‘hiding’ you when they think Crowley might even be walking by and Rook finding even more amusement in his nickname of ‘Trickster’ for you.
After all, you are living up to it and ‘tricking’ the headmage.
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cyath · 10 months
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Drawing inspired by @azulashengrottospiano
Here's the fic read for context! vv
NCR'S paint chip project -hickory brown
(clicked on it for a better view)
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viluvr-archived · 2 years
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Pomefiore. With a s/o who is always pretty. And does the most ATROCIOUS THINGS TO THEIR SKIN TO PISS EM OFF. Saint Ives, HANDSOAP, and still pretty I WANNA KNWO HOW THEYD RECAFT
POMEFIORE WITH S/O WHO'S PRETTY BUT RUINS IT TO PISS THEM OFF
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Vil , Rook , Epel .
GN!reader , Vil screaming is enough warning /J
( A/n — HOE I survived. 😈 @polluxminor )
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VIL !
Gasps, shrieks, screams, and rolls and flips and does cartwheels whenever he sees you doing atrocious things to your skin. To be honest, you probably influenced Epel by doing it too, and whenever Vil sees you together with Epel he knows bad things are gonna happen, with you doing atrocious things to your skin and Epel wanting to be strong than be beautiful?
Everything could go wrong. "Y/n, in my room, now!" "But I.." "No buts." After he sees you putting those hand sanitizers on your skin, it isn't even for the face are you nuts?
The next time he sees you doing shit like that you better expect he's banning you from hanging out with Epel, he brushes your hair, scrubs your face with those skincare, and puts light makeup on you, dresses you up, and asks for a little spin and is absolutely in love, Vil's staring with heart eyes and goes "See? You're so pretty even without makeup and now that you have it on you've upgraded, of course only the prettiest for the fairest one. And don't go thinking I forgot about what you did to your precious face."
A threat comes after the many compliments he says. He probably grows some wrinkles from being stressed about you that easily go because he takes care of himself
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ROOK !
Dramatic about it like Vil, he cartwheels and does a split. "Mon amour! Stop what you're doing! Why harm such art that's your precious face?!" He guides you to the bathroom and despite you running and hopping around like a bunny really fast, Rook just catches you...
"Nobody gets to escape the hunter, you should know better Mon amour!" Tells you that every time that it's useless to escape from him. "Now you will go wash those... thingy that you put on your face, quick! Before Vil sees us, I'll help you."
He's kinda scared Vil sees what you do to yourself, if Vil did see it he's gonna pass out. And whenever he sees something suspicious in your room that he thinks you're putting on your face sooner or later, he throws them off or gives them away for your own good.
"Rook, did you see my newly bought lotion? I swear I just left it here..." "Oh dear, don't mind it, I'll buy you a new one!" Rook knows that lotion isn't fit for your skin and the vitamins there and ingredients suck or isn't fit for your skin, you can thank him later!
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EPEL !
Menaces together. God forbid what happens when you both are in the same room with Vil, he's copying what you do, Hey and when Vil sees the both of you? You both run while holding hands, jump, and suddenly the both of you know how to parkour,
"Y/n watch out there's a tree!" You and Epel team up with everything and Vil's chasing the both of you two little gremlins. And when he finally gets a hold of the both of you he scolds you off and grounds you like a parent, sometimes when the other gets caught Vil holds one of you hostage saying "I have your little partner here! Come out now."
In other instances when Epel sees you doing it he's worried for your skin too y'know, and he doesn't wanna see you getting scolded by Vil nor see you upset when you get scolded, when he sees you upset about it his annoyance over Vil gets stronger because he doesn't like seeing you like that, he buys you ice cream after with your favorite food! You guys can share or have individuals, just don't tell or let Vil and Rook caught you!
(Bonus : Epel does the thing where you guys share one glass of milkshake with two straws)
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TWST CHARACTERS REACTING TO LIGMA JOKES!!
POMEFIORE
CW: French, light cursing, pencil as w3apon 😨😨
Epel:
Epel had finally escaped Vil and came to ramshackle for freedom. Knowing in the state it was in currently, Vil would most likely steer clear of entering. He sat with you on the crusty and oddly crunchy ramshackle couch, finally free from the “torture” that was etiquette lessons.
“No no prefect you don’t get it . Do you know how hard it is to be all prim and proper in pomefiore??” He groaned,” all the ‘elbows off the table Epel’ and ‘Epel that’s not the salad fork that’s the fish fork’ What even is a fish fork??? Why do you need more than one fork one fork works just fine!!”
..
You looked at epel with the most dead serious expression you could muster ,
“Do you know how hard it is to live with ligma Epel? You don’t understand MY pain. So stop complaining 🤧🤧”
“…What’s ligma..?”
You couldn’t break character now, you were too far in..
“Ligma balls”
…..
As Epel’s expression melted from confusion to disgust to you couldn’t help but start giggling.
“Prefect. what the fuxk”
ROOK:
Today sucked. Legitimately. So you lie your head down, prepared to fall into a lovely sleep. And suddenly you feel a pair of eyes on you.
That’s not cool.
But out of fear you decide not to move, then you hear quiet footsteps coming from behind you.
You have a pencil in hand , and your grip on it tightens.
They get closer and closer and you can almost hear their heartbeat they’re so close. Then you strike..?
Someone grabbed the pencil out of your hand before you could get a good stab in.
“Ah Trickster…tu as blessé mes sentiments!! How could you ever intend to wound a poor hunter such as me?”
You sigh as loud as possible, just to really rub in your annoyance. “Rook you scared the shit out of me. I can’t stand guys with ligma.”
Rook stares at you for a few seconds, and you can’t really tell what he’s thinking until he says,” What might ligma be?”
“Ligma balls”
You , burst out in giggles. Rook however, only lightly chuckles.
“My trickster your humor is as melodic as the sweet singing of a bird,” he pulls out a creepily perfect rose from out of thin air,” Would you care to join me in seeing the film Bofa?”
“Bofa?? What???”
“Both of these nuts in your mouth.”
Your face only expresses pure shock.
He takes a picture.
VIL:
(Odd choice.)
Vil told you to come over so he could do your makeup for some publicity event NRC was doing . So obviously you showed up because let’s be real , you didn’t have a choice.
“Thank you for being punctual prefect.”
“Yeah yeah.. So what do you need me to do?”
He stares at you for a second like you asked the dumbest question he’s ever heard. “I need you to sit.”
You walk over to the vanity seat and sit down (it’s very comfy 😼😼) ,” Dang dang I’m sorry I’m sorry I had too much up dog this morning for breakfast.”
“Potato. Don’t consider me so stupid as to fall for your silly ploys.”
Then he starts doing your makeup, “Vil do you know why I need to go to this event in the first place?? It feels kind of ligma to me.” You ask.
“Potato, the headmaster invited you. So you must go,” he pulls your hair out of your face a bit rougher than needed,”- now quit asking questions and be still you’ll crease the foundation.”
…..
When he finishes you look like you eat 3 healthy meals and day and have your life together, like the embodiment of perfection ,” Thanks vil !! I look so pretty-“ you lift your hand up to touch your face.
..
He smacks it away. “Yes yes I know. Now if you had used the skincare I gave you, you wouldn’t need makeup to look as stunning as you do now.” He grabs for a hair curler.
You never got to make your joke.
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blueberry-pride · 1 year
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Let Me Tell You A Tale~
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A growing compilation of my works from scenarios to headcanons! TWST scenarios/fanfics are closed as of now are solely for follower events so follow me to be posted! (Last Updated: April 25, 2023)
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Trey, Leona, Kalim, Rook, Idia being told that they're cute (GN Reader)-Headcanons
Riddle, Ruggie, Azul, Floyd, Malleus being told that they're cute (GN Reader)-Headcanons
First Years reacting to your small hands (GN Reader)- Headcanons
Trey, Leona, Jack, Jade, Floyd finding out you're 'borrowing' their clothes (GN Reader)-Headcanons
Azul and Jamil recovering from Overblot-Headcanons
Rook, Malleus making poetry about your singing (GN Reader)-Headcanons
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Riddle Rosehearts
Riddle seeing your scars from past abuse (GN Reader)-Scenario Trey Clover
N/A Cater Diamond
N/A Deuce Spade
Deuce reacting to you being an EX-delinquent (GN Reader)-Scenario
Deuce with GN Reader wanting to go back home-Headcanons Ace Trappola
N/A
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Leona Kingscholar
Leona introducing his S/O to Farena (FEM Reader)-Scenario Part 1
Leona introducing his S/O to Farena (FEM Reader)-Scenario Part 2
Savanaclaw Trio Love Languages-Headcanons
Leona being stubborn of their affection (FEM Reader)-Scenario Ruggie Bucchi
N/A Jack Howl
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Azul Ashengrotto
Octa trio with a Tsundere S/O (GN Reader)-Headcanons
Octa trio and their affectionate S/O (GN Reader)-Headcanons
Azul x FEM Reader-Fluff-Scenario Jade Leech
Leech Twins with an dark/edgy S/O (GN Reader)-Scenario Floyd Leech
N/A
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Kalim Al Asim
N/A Jamil Viper
Jamil having a nightmare about his OB (GN Reader)-Scenario
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Vil Schoenheit
N/A Rook Hunt
N/A Epel Felmier
Epel introducing his S/O to the Kelkkarotu Event (GN Reader)-Scenario
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Idia Shroud
Idia Shroud being taken care of and nurtured (GN Reader)-Scenario
Ortho Shroud
N/A
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Malleus Draconia
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Lilia Vanrouge
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Silver
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Sebek Zigvolt
N/A
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ᴘᴏᴍᴇꜰɪᴏʀᴇ
╰┈➤ ❝ as one of the oldest of the seven, the beautiful queen has left behind a flame of ambition and drive that can never truly be snuffed out. many children of man restlessly aim for a place in the sun; believing that, if they only work their hardest, they will surely be rewarded. ❞
[f.], [m.] → female / male reader respectively | [pl.] → platonic | [g.] → general / no reader | [sug.] → suggestive | [hc] → headcanons | [os] → oneshot | [sh.] → short scenario | [s.] → part of a series | [a.] → angst
ᴠɪʟ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴇɴʜᴇɪᴛ
3 halloween tales [a. | hc]
a brush away [os]
accidentally ignoring him [hc]
almost forgetting your birthday [hc]
amaranthine [os]
being re-incarnated into a new world as the bad guy [s.] [part 2] [side story]
brushing his hair [pl. | hc]
comforting him after his overblot + confession [hc]
dancing with him [hc]
distorted memories (dystopian au) [g. | a. | hc]
falling into his arms [hc]
finding doodles of him in his crush's notebook [hc]
finding out their s/o has cheated on them [a. | hc]
fluff alphabet: o [hc]
huli jing!reader x lover!vil [os | a.]
i want to hold the hand inside you [hc]
joining him in the hot springs [hc]
love languages [hc]
playing the pocky game with him [hc]
relationship headcanons [hc]
rivals to lovers au [hc]
s/o coughs up blood [hc]
s/o suddenly being transported back to their world [sh.]
study date [hc]
taking care of vil during halloween week [hc]
tall!mc who loves bear hugs [hc]
things to do with him [pl. or romantic | hc]
trivia headcanons [g.]
wedding headcanons [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
with an s/o who has social anxiety [hc]
ʀᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴜɴᴛ
11pm [os]
"could you say that again?” “eere you not listening?” “no I was, I just like hearing your voice." [os]
"get out of my head" [os]
being re-incarnated into a new world as the bad guy [s.]
brushing his hair [pl. | hc]
calling him cute [hc]
finding doodles of him in his crush's notebook [hc]
flower field date [hc]
forgetting your jacket and wearing someone else's [hc]
hit you once, hit you twice [os]
kissing his s/o [hc]
leaving a kiss mark on him...and how long it takes him to realize [hc]
love languages [hc]
playing the pocky game with him [hc]
reacting to a sudden ambush [hc]
tackling overworked s/o [hc]
s/o coughs up blood [hc]
with an mc who can mimic voices [hc]
with an s/o who has ptsd [hc]
with an s/o who is a writer [hc]
ᴇᴘᴇʟ ꜰᴇʟᴍɪᴇʀ
a sight to behold [pl. or romantic | os]
adopting a pet with him [hc]
au where he plays twst [g. | hc]
cuddle time [hc]
easily flustered s/o [hc]
feral!mc ready to defend their man [hc]
finding out their s/o has cheated on them [a. | hc]
if only you had stayed [a. | pl. or romantic | hc]
late night driving [hc]
racoons interrupt your date [hc]
under the mistletoe with him [hc]
when he accidentally kabe-dons you [hc]
when he falls in love [hc]
when mc turns into a baby [hc]
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HIP HOP!
Twisted wonderland writing event!
Will be open soon, make sure to put in requests for the series before it closes! Characters are basically turned into lil bunnies
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LATELY at night NRC students have been seeing little bunnies around the campus, some have reported stolen personal items as well!
Crowley has taken it upon himself to assign you to investigate the matter with your trusty partner grim, now as detectives it’s truly a surprise as to what you find out!
Your friends have become little bunnies! How will you take care of the matter??
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HEARTSLABYUL
001 . RIDDLE
002 . TREY
003 . CATER
004 . DEUCE
005. ACE
OCTAVINELLE
006 . AZUL
007 . JADE
008 . FLOYD
SCARABIA
009 . KALIM
010 . JAMIL
SAVANACLAW
011 . LEONA
012 . RUGGIE
013 . JACK
POMEFIORE
014 . VIL
015 . ROOK
016 . EPEL
IGNIHYDE
017 . IDIA
018 . ORTHO
DIASOMNIA
019 . MALLEUS
020 . LILIA
021 . SEBEK
022 . SILVER
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Threads of Gratitude
Word Count: 478
Warnings: None
Vil Schoenheit x Fem!Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
In the elegant quarters of Pomefiore, where beauty reigned supreme, you sat across from Vil Schoenheit, the dorm leader known for his impeccable standards and grace. The task at hand was a delicate one, requiring both creativity and dexterity: crafting friendship bracelets that would embody the essence of your bond.
Vil, with his usual poise, selected strands of silk thread in hues that matched the Pomefiore colors—purples and golds that shimmered in the light.  “Remember, it’s not just about the aesthetic,” Vil instructed. “Each color, each bead, must have meaning. It should speak of the bond it represents.”
You nodded, your fingers fumbling slightly with the tiny beads. “I want mine to say ‘grateful’,” you said, concentrating on threading the beads onto the string. “Because that’s what I am for our friendship.”
Vil looked up from his work, his gaze appraising. “Grateful is a good choice,” he agreed. “It speaks of depth and understanding.”
The room was quiet, save for the soft rustle of beads and the occasional snip of scissors. You both worked in comfortable silence, the shared task creating an intimate atmosphere that was new to your friendship with Vil.
After a while, Vil broke the silence. “You have a steady hand,” he observed, watching as you tied a knot. “It’s essential for beauty. Precision is everything.”
You laughed, a little self-consciously. “I’m not sure about precision, but I’m doing my best.”
Vil’s lips quirked up in a rare, genuine smile. “And that is all one can ask for,” he said. “Perfection is not about the absence of flaws, but the effort to rise above them.”
As you both finished your bracelets, you couldn’t help but admire Vil’s work. His was flawless, each bead perfectly aligned, each knot tight and secure. It was a reflection of him—meticulous and beautiful.
“Here,” Vil said, as he clasped the bracelet around your wrist. “A perfect fit,” he murmured, his gaze lingering on the bracelet. “A token of our friendship.”
You exchanged bracelets, and as Vil fastened the one you made onto his wrist, you felt a surge of pride. It might not have been perfect, but it was made with sincerity and care. Vil’s bracelet for you was exquisite, each knot and bead placed with precision and care. Yours, while not as flawless, was made with equal parts love and admiration.
“Thank you, Vil,” you said, feeling the weight of the bracelet on your wrist. “This means a lot to me.”
Vil nodded, his eyes softening. “And to me as well. We are, after all, reflections of those we hold dear.”
In that moment, with the sun setting outside and the room aglow with the golden light, you realized that the true beauty of your friendship wasn’t just in the shared interests or the laughter—it was in the moments like these, quiet and sincere, that you would treasure forever.
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come & talk to me
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Pairing: Rook Hunt x gn!Reader
Writing Genre: oneshot
Genres: romance, rom-com
Words: 1.2k
Warnings: arrows getting within 5 centimeters of reader
Notes: This idea came to me about two weeks ago, and I wrote it within the same night gfjfjfk. I hope you enjoy this Valentine's fic -- it's titled after one of my favorite songs! <3
Read it on ao3!
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The fourteenth of February – Sweetheart's Day – as it’s known here in Twisted Wonderland. A day in honor of the goddess of love and beauty, where romance was around every corner and admirers prospered.
It seems I have one of my own, you thought, noticing the dazzling and voluminous bouquet sitting on the island of Ramshackle’s kitchen. A lovely little purple box was placed next to it, adorned in golden trim and a red bow. Peering through the window of the box, you saw an assortment of sweets. A few chocolate-covered strawberries still appearing fresh, heart-shaped macarons in various shades complementing the box, and finally petit fours decorated in the signature colors of your dorm. Upon closer inspection of the bouquet, you observed the selected flowers: traditional red roses, gardenias, jonquils, blue violets, and moss rosebuds. A note was nestled between your collection of nature’s beauties, and it read:
Your eyes shine like ever radiant starlight,
Will you choose to be mine tonight?
- ↣
A smile blossomed on your lips as you huffed, feeling as though you were the lead in a cheesy romance movie. Taking the box with you and keeping it away from Grim’s tired and hungry grabby hands, you left to attend your first period.
“Whatcha got there, Y/n?” Ace asked, jogging up next to you in one of the exterior hallways.
“A box of treats from an admirer.” you replied matter-of-factly.
He chuckled before speaking, “Any clue who it is?”
“Not yet. The note was only signed with an a–”
Your sentence was cut off as an arrow whizzed by only about 4 centimetres in front of your face.
“Arrow.” you finished, handing your box to Ace.
You approached the section of mortar where the arrow was lodged. Attached to its sharp end was a letter and another moss rosebud wrapped in purple striped twine. Recalling your flowers and note, you had no doubt as to who had sent their affection flying your way. Tugging the arrow out of the wall, you carefully removed the note. Lifting the flower off of the paper, you wordlessly gave it to the redhead next to you before opening the light brown letter.
Witnessing your joy is truly a treasure,
I hope my gift brought you pleasure.
Please do me the honor of accompanying me,
In the majestic forest beneath the trees.
Eight o’clock tonight,
Follow the lights.
- ↣
Excitement bubbled in you at the prospect of meeting your admirer, but it was slightly dispelled by Ace’s pessimism.
“How do you know they’re not going to murder you?”
Sitting down at the table of your merry little band of first years for lunch, you were immediately bombarded by statements.
“An arrow at your head?! It definitely sounds like they want to kill you.”
“Thank you, Deuce, very supportive.” you retorted.
“Letting treats and letters win you over so quickly?! Ha, what a silly little human!”
With a glare at the group, silence reigned. At least until Jack spoke up, “Do you know who it is?”
“I don’t.” you replied.
“What if it’s Henley?” Ace joked.
Your entire table groaned at the mention of the most cumbersome member of your class.
“What if it’s Rook?” Deuce queried.
Epel gagged at the idea, but you simply sat with it for a minute.
What if it was Rook?... No, definitely not. While you had been bantering more and more often, even borderline flirting really, there was no way. He had taken it upon himself to teach you archery, and walk you back to your dorm everyday after classes, and bring you dinner on nights where you were too occupied by your studies, and help you branch out in fashion, exploration, and… oh Great Sevens, it was Rook.
Noticing your sudden introspection, the first years slowly went quiet. As you fought to keep your cheeks from widening, Epel’s face looked aghast as he shouted “No!”
When the clock struck seven forty-five that night, you finished dusting off your outfit and left Ramshackle. As the poem said, lights outlined your path across the campus and through the forest. The little balls of light dissipated after you passed, most likely due to their magic origins. The woods near campus were truly beautiful – pines, oaks, ash, cedar, and even apple trees – created a lovely backdrop. As you got closer to the river, more lights appeared. The soft bubbling in unison with crickets enveloped you in nature’s music as your steps soon met various flowers that coexisted with the vast expanse of trees. A smile and ironic chuckle occurred on your lips as you realized they were the exact flowers from your bouquet.
“Thank you for joining me, ange.”
Your head turned to face the blond emerging from behind the large weeping willow bordering the river.
“Of course. It’s only fair that I come admire you as well.”
He winked before voicing, “You didn’t come see me out of duty.”
You chuckled lightly before replying, “No, I did not. I came to confess my affections for you… but I feel as though you already knew.”
He smirked and took your right hand, “What kind of hunter would I be if I didn’t?”
You followed him as he guided you to a small rowboat. He held your hand to provide support as you stepped in and sat down before sliding in across from you and grabbing the oars. He set a light pace as you traveled north, observing the various changes in your surroundings. While the silence was loving, you couldn’t help but ask a question drifting through your mind.
“I noticed you gave me moss rosebuds twice. Do they have a special meaning I am unaware of?”
“Indeed they do.” He began, focusing on you yet still rowing, “They represent confessions of love. Blue violets mean I will always be there, jonquils communicate a desire for affection returned, gardenias stand for secret love, and red roses are for your one and only love.”
With each addition to the list you felt giddy, and by the end like swooning.
Rook laughed at your visible reaction – something you decided was now one of your favorite sounds.
In two more rows, you arrived near the windmill. Beneath it was a perfect little picnic, set up with more magic lights and ravishing food. A large box also laid wrapped similarly to the one for your treats – minus the window. With your hands once again intertwined, you slowly approached the romantic setting.
When you sat down, Rook smiled brightly before handing you your gift box and saying, “Happy Sweetheart’s Day, ange.”
You eagerly unwrapped the Pomefiore-colored box and gasped at what was inside.
A breath-taking bow sat in red silk, it’s dark cherry wood a perfectly contrasting match. Patterns of nature were carved into the wood, and no matter how small the line or crevice they all appeared to have been sanded. Such a tenacious task done with so much care and tenderness brought forth strong emotions, and you found yourself thanking the hunter with a kiss. He seemed momentarily caught off guard before melting at your long awaited touch.
“I love it, Rook.”
“And I love you, Y/n.”
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