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writingforatwistedworld · 1 year

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Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, murder, death, stalking, violence, obsessive behavior, obsessive behavior, unhealthy relationship, blood

Your totally normal isekaid househusband

Vil by himself is already... something?

But then imagine, someone that can use magic ending up in our world

Yeah, becoming more or less a househusband is not exactly high on the list of possibilities

Jokes on the list though, that is exactly what Vil did

One year later and he is standing in an apron in your kitchen whilst you are rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, him greeting you with a “Have you slept well? I made breakfast.”

He can barely suppress himself from hanging a “darling” at the end

Or from proposing to you but Vil wants to do that with style... and when he is finally able to calm down enough that the thought of marriage with you doesn't make him a flustered puddle

For anyone else he wouldn't even have lifted a finger but for you? He is the perfect stay at home partner

The Chronicles of neighbor gossip speaks of a legend that says that angels are weeping tears of joy and singing chorus whenever Vil wipes the house own for the last speck of dust

Despite being held in such high regard, Vil is not part of the tightly-knit neighborhood spy system

Aka hpstay at home partners gossiping with each other

Oh no, he has better things to do

Like making sure that one coworker of yours finally gets it and stays away

Doesn't matter if they are from the opposite or the same gender as you

Once you brought over a new coworker that was a bit too pushy and followed you all the way back home just for them to be found dead the next morning

You would believe that the model would return to modeling, needing that sweet sweet cash, but no, he doesn't

Why should he when he can also do your laundry and smell the sweet smell of your shampoo that has rubbed into the fabric... WHY ARE YOU SO EARLY HOME??!

And he totally does not want to speak into a pillow whenever you look at him with that cute, tired expression when you come home after a long day

The only time Vil cares to be social is when it could be for your benefit or he has to make sure that no one gets too close to you

Ok, yeah, you probably aren't a fan of that one noisy neighbor lady... Let him take care of her?

Oh you know, just let him bake some cakes...

“No da- *ahem* don't take a piece. I made them for her. It never hurts to be nice, right?”

HAS SO MANY PHOTOS

Pro tip, DO NOT open his closet

If you do, you might find yourself feeling a bit invaded when it comes to your privacy

But other than that, he is a perfect househusband!

Do me a favor though, ok? Don't let too many others into the house

One day you might hear something snap and then the kitchen needs a change of wallpaper

And maybe the police needs to be called but who am I to talk

It's not like the crime rate went up after he arrived, right?

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felswritingfire · 8 months

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Homelander x Chaotic! Hyper Fem!Reader

The Homelander brainrot is real and I hate it with my whole being. I want this man dead, he's so pathetic. Anyway, I haven't watched The Boys but I'm hooked on his character thanks to falling down the rabbit hole with Character.Ai and all the talented writers for The Boys fandom, like? Absolutely scrumptious works. Also I just really wanted to write for a chaotic reader, the hyper fem part came after lmao

TW: This was written with a AFAB reader in mind so there's descriptions of Reader wearing a skirt, no pronouns specified; Homelander's creepiness is considerably toned down for this, but he does break into reader's apartment and actively stalks them; Reader says some saucy stuff; Cussing; Homelander has a panic attack/mental break down; Reader is a horny virgin; Age Gap, it's only mentioned once or twice, but it's still there and prevalent; Gen Z humor- reader is a Gen Z baby, they're in their early 20s

"You didn't tell me that Homelander had a slutty ass waist." The words caught him off guard. They were whispered. Somewhere in the crowd. His eyes fought to stay glued onto the press speaker, his smile twitching ever so slightly. The comment had hung in his head, floating around like a phantom, even as he took the stage and did his speech perfectly. Like always. He preens as the people clap and cheer for him. Then the voice chirps out, in the safety of the cheering and the noise: "Homelander? More like Sluttylander, am I right?" He hears a scoff after that, zeroing in on the conversation now: two women. No older than their mid 20s. "Hey, I mean that respectfully." "You know he's like 20 years older than you, right?" "I'll bend him over and make him call me daddy. I'm not a coward." A cackle. He had scanned the crowd while keeping a smile plastered on his lips. He was curious what foul mouth little shit was talking. Until his gaze lands on… you. You look like the cat that got the cream as you look at your friend who has to hold onto you for support as she giggles and laughs. Your bright eyed gaze moves from her back to him just to tense as you catch his gaze. "Um," you elbow her- Renae- to get her attention and she giggles before she looks and she's freezing too. "He isn't looking at us is he?" She shrugs. "I don't know…" she trails off. You squint before covering your mouth with your hands, talking just loud enough for Renae to hear you but no one else. "Blink twice if you can hear us." It was a joke. There's no way- And then he's blinking. Once. Twice. "Oh bitch-tits." You want to scream, grabbing Renae's wrist, pushing through the crowd. "Fuck, dude, this is going to be my thirteenth reason, I swear to fuck-" He watches the two of you go. He shouldn't be interested. You're just some snot nosed kid. But… how you spoke, the chaotic-ness of it all. The way the light caught your hair, the curves of your body, the way that skirt flares up as you scurry away... he's intrigued to say the least…

💫 Homelander wasn't normally so… interested in the general public, but he had been quick to commit your face and voice to memory. He had actually stumbled upon you, finding out you worked at some high-end retail job. You dealt with snooty people and all the while kept up that pretty little customer service smile despite the clear signs of barely concealed frustration searing under your skin. He could smell the heat of your blood and watched you through the building's walls when you went on break and sat down stiffly, just to scream into your hands. It started out as something funny because he found your misery amusing and then the descent into madness started.

💫 It was like he went through the five stages of grief. At first he had convinced himself that he keeps watching you out of sheer amusement. And then he started to take in more pieces of you: how you took care of things you treasure; how you cared and cooed at the plants that were in your house; how you talked to that damn fish that your treasured so much; your little mannerisms- things he started to find… cute. Then it was denile: no he didn't find you cute he found you amusing. He laughed when you seethed about your toast burning; how you had a breakdown as soon as you got off work because the crushing weight of living in a capitalistic society came crashing down on you; how you talked to yourself like you were having a full blown conversation with another person- you were amusing. And then came the realization and then rage: how dare you make him feel like this? You were just a sniveling little thing. He was a god. How dare you? And then came acceptance. He was… casual when he accepted it. Like all the turmoil had fallen off his shoulders. He was watching you, taking in how you nurtured your "plant children", how you talked to them and wiped the dust off their leaves. It made his heart flutter.

💫 After that, his casual viewings become much more of a time investment as he pays closer and closer attention to you. Every waking moment he has when he's not busy juggling the press and Vought, is spent watching you. Taking in information and storing it in his brain for safe keeping: what you like to eat; your favorite type of plant; your dream vacation; what type of fish you have (you have a betta. He searched them up. He learned all about them to feel closer to you).

💫 Soon enough, observing isn't enough. He starts to go into your apartment when you're not home, looking at the coziness of your space. Taking in the scent and looking at your plants and your Betta fish that flares his gills at him. It makes him snort in amusement. How cute. He'll lay on your bed, shoving his face into your pillows and inhaling deeply, moaning in contentment.

💫 He also starts to "coincidentally" run into you on the streets. He finds it so funny each time you gawk at him. A "holy fuck!" Leaving you as you gesture wildly, "it's fucking Homelander!"

○ He's not too keen on your potty mouth, but he supposes he can let it slide. He's just as bad.

💫 He smiles his charming little smile as he'll make small talk with you, his hands on his hips as he takes you in. He loves knowing how much stronger he is than you and he has to fight hard to keep from popping a boner. You're so fun to talk to, you say the most out of pocket things:

"Yeah, like, almost got stabbed by a homeless man today. Like, 0/10 would not recommend." You said, looking at your nails. Frowning about the nail polish already chipping. "Yeah, well, not many people put 'being stabbed' at the top of their list of things to happen to them." He replies with a laugh, moving closer to you, taking in that mellow perfume you wear. "I mean, I'm down for knife play, but I'm a classy slut. You have to take me to dinner first." He's flabbergasted. He loves it.

💫 He begins to insert himself into your life, taking up more and more of your free time, you don't even notice it at first. How he just… starts spending time at your home. How you two begin a ritual of movie night every Saturday (he forced Vought to make that day his off day. He was not to be called under any circumstance short of the world going to implode on itself). You have so many emotions in that body of yours and he finds it amusing when you gasp or a look of disgust crosses your face at something a character did. You'd be horrible at poker.

"What the fu-" He has an easy smile on his face as he wraps his arm around your shoulders and places his hand over your mouth. Not threateningly. More playful than anything. You simply hold onto his hand with both of yours as you watch the screen.

💫 You catch him off guard all the time. Your girly appearance gives nothing away to the chaotic tendencies. You were the closest thing to an actual agent of chaos he's seen. He once watched you, while you were with that little friend of yours- Renae- run across the street as a group of men cat called you, swinging your purse at high velocity speed, yelling: "I'll fucking end your bloodline!" The men were terrified and scurried off screaming "crazy bitch!" You had given Renae a thumbs up, proud of yourself. He also watched you steal a pro-life abortion sign "saying Jesus wouldn't want this" and javelin throwing it into someone's backyard pool before bolting down the street, cackling. Both times in heels. Both times he was weirdly turned on.

💫 He likes how girly you dress. He loves it actually. He loves all the soft pastel colors you wear and the pleated skirts. It makes you look soft and delicate and he's obsessed with it. He has a tendency to pull at the hem of your skirt, flick it up slightly. You just give him a dead stare and lift up your skirt. "Shorts, bitch." You do it every time and he thinks it's funny.

💫 He hates that you're home screen is a collage of Soldier Boy with that stupid cursive font saying: "my daddy is super dead, but he could still hit it <;3". He hates it and then your lock screen is of your fish.

"Why do you have that?" He asks with disdain. "What?" She asks looking up at him. He rolls his eyes. "Don't play stupid. Why is he your wallpaper? He's dead. He's been dead." Sure, that was his hero but like hell he wanted to see that man's charming smirk on your homescreen. "Soldier Boys is hot." You say it with all the seriousness of someone telling a prophecy. Homelander's eye twitches. "And I'm not." "No. You are. With your slutty waist." She assures him. "But Soldier Boy is the OG daddy." He scoffs.

● He ends up stealing your phone later on when you're not looking and changing the wallpaper himself, having memorized your password.

💫 For as flirty and raunchy your mind was, you were oddly freaked out of genuine touch. The first time he tried to make a move on you, you screamed and almost gave yourself a concussion with how you fell over the arm of the couch. He was stunned until you explained you had issues with romantic touch. "Daddy issues, am I right?" She tries to play it off with a laugh. He is not laughing. Later, though, he starts to find it amusing, taking the chance to make you squirm and blush is so funny to him. He revels in your pain and embarrassment.

● He has killed people who had done the same. Like, actually snapped a guy's neck for it.

💫 He is NOT thrilled when you talk about wanting to rail fictional characters. He actually gets pouty. Genuinely gets pissy. He tries to ban you from watching anime.

"But. Toji hot." "I don't care if 'Toji hot'. He spits. "Toji is a fictional character. You need a real man that knows how to please you." You look at him, eating a spoonful of cereal despite his protests about eating it so late. You chew slowly and swallow. "Toji's got that potent dad nut. It works, John." Homelander practically chokes on his spit at that.

💫 He lets you call him John. He likes when you call him John. Call him John.

💫 He actually tries to be better for you because you've voiced how you didn't like when people get hurt. He tries. Key word tries to be more aware, to be a better person. Just for you.

💫 Absolutely goes insane if you praise him. It's all he wants and all her craves. You've casually complimented him once and he's latched onto it ever since. He's infatuated with your praise. He's like a puppy, looking to you after he did a good deed, looking to you when he does a chore right. It's almost better than sex for him. Almost.

💫 He's elated when you let him lay in your lap. Despite how squeamish you were about sex, you craved physical touch and, guess what? So does he! He's obsessed with laying down and taking in your sweet scent, your fingers playing with his hair as you scroll through your phone. He adores the casual touches you leave on him, adore every time you hang onto his arm. He knows you don't mean anything romantic, but it still fills a hole to have a genuine companion that cares about him in his life.

💫 You've helped him after a breakdown, when his mind felt like it was splitting and his ego was taking in a mind of its own- and then there you were. In all your pretty, pastel colored and pleated skirt glory.

"John?" You say softly, not approaching him just yet. Giving him the space he needs. "Do you need a hug?" He's breathing hard. He didn't know why he came to your apartment. He thought he was going back to his penthouse in Vought towers. But no. Here he was. And you're standing there, confused about your pretty features. The chaotic side of you is completely gone for the moment. He just stares at you. Of course you'd run to some bitch. A voice hisses in his head. We're a god among men and you come crawling to some fucking- He squeezes his eyes shut. Your eyes soften. "Come on." You say, your voice soft and gently. A soft coo to him. "Let's sit you down." You open the door wider for him and he trudges in, looking completely drained. He sinks into your couch and you disappear into your room and come out with a fuzzy blanket. The one you wrap around the two of you have movie night. You drape it over him, gently. "It's ok, sweetheart," you say. "I don't know what's happening but you're safe now." He almost scoffs. No one could touch him. He was The Homelander. But… how you said it. It made his chest ache with something heavy. "Can… Can you hold me?" He practically whispers. "Of course, honey." You open your arms up for him. He immediately melts into your hold, his head pressing against the crook of your neck, his hands desperately clinging to the back of your shirt. He sucks in a breath of your scent before he breaks, fat tears rolling down his cheeks as his sobs into you. He's not a pretty crier. But who is? You run your hand through his hair. Your cheek resting against his head. It feels strange to see a man that could be your father break down. But you had a feeling he was a mess on the inside. All that bravado and charisma making up for an abysmal childhood. It takes him a while to calm down. His puffy eyes blinking, his blue eyes glassy, he sniffles. "Oh, sweetie," you coo, swiping your thumb under his eyes to wipe the tear streaks away. "You look like a mess." You say softly, not to make fun of him. Just to state an obvious fact. He sniffles, glaring at you. You smile at him and he melts.

💫 He won't let you paint his nails, but he wants to paint your nails. He has a pension for picking colors related to him. You make fun of him for it.

💫 He lets you put accessories in his hair. ONLY when it's movie night. He did accidentally go to a meeting with a hair clip that has rhinestones that spelt 'JUICY' on it. The Seven stayed silent and he was embarrassed as hell when he saw it in the mirror of the window.

💫 HE IS ACTUALLY TRAUMATIZED WHEN YOU FIGURE OUT HE WEARS A BODYSUIT OH MY GOD. HE SUFFERS. THAT'S HOW YOU GET HIM BACK FOR MESSING WITH YOUR FLUSTEREDNESS.

"What's up, my cute stick bug." "Shut the fuck up." You are the only person allowed to poke fun at him about that. Anyone else would get obliterated.

💫 If you involve him in picking out your outfits, he has hit Nirvana. He has truly seen heaven. He actually has a pretty solid eye for clothes. But he will take the opportunity to coordinate an outfit that has colors that compliment his hero outfit. If you notice, he'll play dumb.

💫 Anyway, congratulations, you have an OP friend. Until he isn't content with just being friends any more….

Thank you for reading! If you'd like to support me consider donating to my Ko-fi!

#the boys tv #the boys #the boys amazon #homelander #the boys homelander #the boys x reader #homelander x reader #x reader #fem reader #afab reader #kinda nsfw.#tw: age gap #tw: cussing #tw: stalking #tw: breaking and entering #not a reblog.#I messed with one thing and now this fuck ass is eating up my life #shoot me in the foot now I swore no mommy issues man would give me this many emotions and here I am #I AM FULY AWARE HE'S A HORRIBLE PERSON DON'T WORRY #IT HAUNTS ME #Also this is under the pretext of Reader not realizing how much of a piece of shit he is #But I kind of churned these out so...#if you want a part 2 totally ask #I wanna write one with Soldier Boy #also if he was played by anyone else other than fucking Jensen I'd beat the shit out of him. No shield would save his ass from my wrath #say goodbye to your knee peepaw #READER ALSO DOESN'T KNOW THE FULL EXTENT OF HIS MOMMY ISSUES. AT ALL.#READER KNOWS HE HAS ISSUES BUT NOT HOW BAD

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booklover-s · 8 months

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Every time I reach the last book in a favorite series that I have been reading for months - sometimes years -, that has accompanied me at various moments in my life, that each book was a small dose of the euphoria of living in that universe, that made me smile, cry, love their characters and feel comforted by them:

#the awareness of the end kills me #booktlr #grishaverse #the grisha trilogy #six of crows #the cruel prince #the queen of nothing #lockwood & co #the empty grave #rules of wolves #stalking jack the ripper #capturing the devil #the winternight trilogy #the winter of the witch #throne of glass #kingdom of ash #booktumblr #SD+H #barbie

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mansionfreaks · 1 year

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Who lives in the mansion?

NINAS GUIODE TO THE MANSION!!!! tldr: me, jeff, clocky, dina, x-virus, toby, arcane, tim, annnnd ej!

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chekhovs-nailgun · 15 days

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antis who stalk proship blogs especially to repost what they find are really wild.

either u actually adhere to what you preach (that interacting with fiction will make you reenact it if there’s not a big red sign saying “BAD” overtop of it) and you’re willingly taking the content out from behind the warnings and putting it in an unregulated place where minors/people more likely to actually do that will see it.

or you don’t actually think that’s happening, and you just want to be a bully. which is it? can’t have it both ways and you know it lmfao

#damn i thought the 23 year old stalking me would’ve gotten the message #but they’re still showing huge amounts of minors kink shit!#real ‘don’t worry. i’m a safe adult. now let me show you kids some sex art’ vibes. coming from a victim you’re creepy as fuck dawg #creeps gonna creep i guess #i’ve said it before i’ll say it again: fuck off you nonce. you’re violating the dni #anyone who’s followed me for a while knows who it is lmao #since i know this is gonna be screenshotted and posted too:#yall are not ‘spreading awareness’ about shit. i’m open abt who i am and nobody needs some guy to tell them im proship #keep on placating yourselves with that tho if you can’t handle to think about it any deeper #chekhov’s cathedral #antis dni

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zytes · 9 months

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strange wind

#this is p tame in comparison to most of what I do #but this field and the sky really deserve to just be shown as is #or well - with a few subtle changes to make things a tiny bit unreal #spent a great deal of replacing the horizon with something ominously flat; was already p flat but I clipped it FLAT #then painted-in a few stalks that breach the threshold and cross into the sky slightly. all fake - just like all photography is #and the reg color edits and sharpening of course #so nothing crazy. but this is a few hours of dedicated effort and many many many passes. still don’t think it looks perfect.#but I don’t expect anyone to notice unless they’re chronic like me or they read the tags #and if you’re reading these tags: hello! I hope you doubted your eyes and it brought you here to the Context Zone #it should become obvious once you’ve become aware of the change - could’ve buried it under a layer of film grain but was feeling frisky #my art #aesthetic #art #artwork #internetcore #abstract #artists on tumblr #photography #original photography #nature #midwest aesthetic #nature photography #landscape

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yandere-daze · 2 years

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Oya oya, it's me again! (At this point, I can be labeled as the oya oya anon)

I wrote this after reading the ask where the player breaks down because of all the affection the idols have for them.

Living in the world of Enstars where 40+ idols are obsessed with you is very exhausting, especially when you are aware of their yandere behavior.

Feeling like you're not alone or being followed (Mayoi, Izumi, Mika), not being able to have a single moment of rest because there's always someone who wants to get your attention by being clingy (Ritsu, Rinne), asking you for a date (Kaoru, Natsume) or just wanting to talk with you (Leo, Wataru)

My introvert battery will die because of them

Home is supposed to be a comfortable and safe place, but when you are aware of everything that is going on around you, being alone is even scarier. You're focused on something (or you have your headphones in your ears) and you hear a sudden noise (hope it's your roommate or your cat/dog if you have one and you don't live in the ES dorms but somewhere else) and start to get scared.

Trying to fall asleep is hard too. What if someone has broken into your house and is watching you? Open your eyes to see if someone is really there or stay in bed under the best armor in the world (your blanket) until morning? (Both choices scare me honestly)

Also pray that you don't get isekaied on your birthday or Valentine's Day....

If it's your birthday, they will all want you to spend it with them. After all, it's a special day, you deserve the best, which also means the best person to spend this wonderful day with, right?

In the case of Valentine's Day, it will be hell. More love and affection than usual. After all, that's what Valentine's Day is all about, and maybe by doing this you'll return the feelings of one of them.

And I feel sorry for the people who work at ES or the other students who have to see this almost every day. Why are all these idols obsessed with the same person who seems to be quite ordinary ?

And sorry if I wrote more than I should have.

Ah I´m so late to answering this, I´m so sorry! But I really really enjoyed reading this, even when I first saw it!🥺

gn reader

tw yandere, obsession, stalking, possessiveness, jealousy

But yes, I agree so much with all of this! My social batteries are also pretty low so I would feel overwhelmed really quickly even in a perfectly normal and sane social setting but then adding on the fact that everyone is strangely fixated on you and honestly speaking quite creepy? That´s just too much, I think I would be fed up after a day or two djnfdlknf

But you also raise another very good point! You certainly wouldn´t feel very safe, even in your own room, simply because you´re aware of the lengths some of these people would go to just to get "close to you" or whatever else stuff they say. You always have to fear that there might be someone secretly watching you ( you´ve stumbled upon Mika when rounding a corner one too many times) and it´s most definitely freaking you out!

Man just thinking about someone potentially standing in my room and watching me sleep is super creepy! I don´t think I could bear to look either

But oh no, birthdays or Valentine´s day would be really scary, now that you mention it!

You probably wouldn´t be safe on any day where one of the idols celebrates their birthday either. I mean it´s their special day and they want to spend it with the person they love the most! Surely you can´t be so cruel as to reject them on their birthday, right? Just for this one day, they won´t let anyone else interrupt their time with you

On your own birthday the power balance might tip a bit more in your favor because it´s *your* day and so you get to order them around as much as you like ( not that they wouldn´t let you on any other day) but they still all secretly ( or not so secretly) hope that you will spend the day with them and no one else. Also if you thought the grand gestures and gifts you got were too much before then you haven´t seen anything yet. On your birthday everyone is going all out to both celebrate the day you were born and to show you just how much they love you!

Also speaking of love: Oh boy, Valentine´s day. Rip

You´ll be showered with gifts and their yandere behaviours will be worse than on any other day. It´s the day of love so now is the time to hopefully win over your heart! They´ll be so charming and attentive and trying to seek you out every single second of the day. You literally won´t be left alone at all, there´s always someone clinging to you or asking you to be their valentine. The rivalry and jealousy is also especially bad on that day because everyone of course wants you to “choose” them. They´re all hoping for a love confession from you but if you´re feeling to shy then they can take the first step and nudge you in the right direction!

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writingforatwistedworld · 2 years

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Hi! Do you remember the ask where the player got into twst, saw vil/mal/azul and went "yoink! U R mine now"? I was wondering if you could write this scenario but for Lilia/Riddle/Epel (our short Kings hehe!) love you and your work, remember to drink your water!

Bean

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, obsessive behavior, obsession, stalking, murder, insecurities, poison, Lilia being... weird

Riddle Rosehearts/Epel Felmier/Lilia Vanrouge-”You are mine.”

You aren't carrying him like a sack of potatoes

No, rather like a plank (that's how stiff he has become)

No one, and I repeat, no one has ever dared to do this kind of thing to him before

But then you were like “Oh lemme take this little person with me!”

Riddle doesn't dare to say something against this

You are the highest instance of power in the Queendom of roses after all

Inside he is swooning... which he questions himself

First of all, since when are his muscles so trained that he can hold his body like this for five minutes straight??!

Second of all, huh?

He hears “Can you feel the love?” in his mind whilst questioning if he lost his mind

This shouldn't feel so good!

Oh finally, you set him down!

But dear monarch... oh...

He belongs to you?

Did he just hear that right?

The is kneeling and swearing you everlasting loyalty

He will make sure that every traitor will lose their head after this... and I'm not talking about his unique magic

Epels pride is already wounded enough from his height

And then perfection themselves just picks him up like a sack of apples

Epel is just wants to disappear... no??!

He likes it??!

Who is this and where is the real Epel??!

For some reason this feels soothing beyond imagination

The situation is weird in itself

You pop up and just take him with you

Never met him in person before as well...

At least they can't use you for abduction

Not that anyone would dare to do that!

They would rather sue Epel for being an annoyance and “stealing” your attention

And then, the magic words!

He doesn't even realize that you already set him down on the couch in Ramshackle

If you didn't know any better you would think that he ate Snow Whites Apple and is now in some weird state where he can just stare motionless into the air

Maybe you should give him a kiss? It saved Snow White as well after all...

When you approached him and your motions told him what you were about to do he already jumped over your shoulder

Now, Lilia can be a creep (*sigh* he is one in the Self-aware au if I'm being honest...)

Him holding on tightly to the clothing covering your back, burying his face into into it? Yeah he just doesn't want to fall of...

Did you really think it would be this innocent?

He is freaking smelling your goddamn scent the entire time like a dehydrated person finding water for the first time in a long while in a desert

Lilia is in heaven

He is surrounded by you fully!

Your arms around his legs... his chest against your back!

I'm not going into more detail for obvious reasons

So you suddenly put him down in that dusty dorm

That place more than just dusty but ok Lilia, whatever floats your boat...

Lilia asks himself if he finally experiences something like “aging”

Did he just hear something weird because of declining hearing?

No, you really said it

He belongs to you!

Reader run!!!

You won't be alone for a second after this

Not that you were before but at least you now actually see your stalker companion

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