#How dare Vil dismiss him!!

[nightcovefox]

TWST TSUM EVENT

I LOVE THIS EVENT SO MUCH. TSUM-LIEGE I-I CAN’T—

[rose-tea-and-strawberries]

duos silices ad ignem

Just a Rollo fic I wrote based off of this post

I write Reader/Yuu as female

Also my writing may be a bit biased but I refuse to write Deuce as nothing but a sweetheart even in an angst fic

“You’re ‘used to it’?” Rollo repeats incredulously, looking at you as though you’ve gone barmy, “Oh you poor thing. I can’t blame you for becoming numb to the absurdity after spending every day swimming in it.”

You open your mouth, ready to dismiss his words and defend yourself, but you find the words clogging up at your throat, refusing to leave. The stoic Student Council President continued to look at you, concern overcasting his features, so you swallow thickly as you feel your heartbeat in your ears and mutter that you think you hear Professor Trein calling you before making a much too hasty exit.

You’ll admit that initially, yes, the concept of magic terrified you. Why wouldn’t it? After spending a lifetime without it and then being thrown into the both metaphorical and literal lions’ den with no support whatsoever was the stuff of nightmares. Especially when you consider your first overblot, where everyday was the physical representation of out of the frying pan and into the fire.

But you learned to see the beauty of magic, learned to see how it can help and heal, how it can mend broken bones in seconds instead of months, how it can protect you and make you soar. 

Though why do you feel resentful? Why do you feel that tang of bitterness when you’d see someone wave their pens and have an entire room spotless in a blink of an eye? Why does it cause such discomfort to witness a meal magically prepped to perfection? Why does watching your classmates using spells to play around in class and make their life easier fill you up with so much dread?

You love magic so why do you still flinch?

‘Maybe,” your mind supplies, “it’s because they’re so used to it. They’re so lackadaisical about throwing around spells because it comes to them without a thought. To them it’s mundane. To you - well, it’s proof that you don’t belong here, that you’re not yet home.”

Later on you find yourself sitting in isolation on a bench, far removed from the festivities of your peers, as you watch them produce fireworks with seamless flicks of their wrists, laughing gaily with every spark and flicker.

Why was it that a complete stranger could see you, hear your unspoken thoughts, much better than an entire castle full of people that you’ve spent months with? Why was it that this wiry, unfeeling, looming presence was able to piece together what was laid out in front of him much better than the people you brushed with death with to save?

Was it pity? The thought should have filled you with offense, that this person you just met is treating you with such infantilising condescension. How dare he patronise you without even knowing what you’ve done, what you’ve lived through, how you’re barely holding on to the tattered shreds of your sanity before it slips through your fingers-

How dare he be so right.

Maybe it is pity, maybe his patronising words were warranted. Maybe, just maybe, you’re so desperate that you’ll take it, that you’ll take anything if it meant someone would look close enough to see that you’re not okay, that you want out.

You’re left alone with your thoughts now, as you watch your schoolmates with a blank look, your eyes fixated on their high spirits but not quite seeing them. Your thoughts that liked to remind you of how small you are, how insignificant against the might that was magic, how easy it was for you to sign away your life to Azul with a simple signature, how eye contact or a few words was all it took for Jamil and Ruggie to own your mind and body, how Vil cursed your food without a word to you nor a care in the world.

How completely breakable you are in this twisted world of vices and villains.

Even the other first years, who are considered the least powerful in regards to magical capability, could end you as fast as lightning flashes.

You think back on the scars that coiled and burned along your skin, how the foreign slivers of jagged discolouration were littered along your body, a sadistically twisted storybook that mapped out your past, present and future torment. The deep reddish-purple lesions and inky black cracks that spiderwebbed your once young, innocent and untouched complexion were nothing more than a perpetual reminder of all that you’ve lost, all that’s been taken from you in this world. That you weren’t who you once were and you can never go back to being her.

(“Deuce,” you whispered to your friend late into the night. Ace and Grim were contentedly dozing away on the mattress you’d placed on the floor of Ramshackle’s living room, leaving you and Deuce the only ones awake on your couch, the dim light of the television bathing you in opalescence and and the tinny sounds it played turning into white noise. “Yeah,” he replied, his voice just barely a mutter but you heard it loud and clear. “Have,” you took a breath and looked down at your twiddling fingers, “have you ever looked at a mirror and saw a stranger?”

“Yeah, I have,” Deuce replied. Your head cants upwards and you see his blue eyes piercing through the darkness, “it was right after I heard my mum crying on the phone to my grandma. I didn’t know who I was. I just knew I didn’t want to be who I saw.”)

But it’s okay now because they are your friends.

That’s the mantra you chanted as you surveyed everyone in front of you. 

Riddle who called you pathetic who didn’t hesitate to make a mockery of you who attacked you with both his words and his thorny rage, diligently listening to an NBC student explain the history of Fleur City.

They are your friends

Deuce who was your best friend who you trusted with your life who you can’t tell any of this to and Epel who’s a victim like you who wants out like you who’s still destined to hurt you like everyone else, talking animatedly about their magical wheels as they eat their candy apples.

They are your friends

Ruggie who can control you with one word who still has the fangs and claws of a predator who you still don’t know if you can trust, munching on as many baked goods as he could.

They are your friends

Azul who’s sadistic and manipulative and uses and takes for his own benefit who happily made you homeless and still has everything despite all that he’s done who’s predatory eyes burn you whenever he’s near, looking for your next weakness to exploit and Jamil who used and kidnapped and manipulated you who hypnotised you and ripped away what little control you had whilst playing pretend as your friend who took pleasure in your suffering were surveying the stalls, asking the vendors questions about their wares. For some reason, the thought of joining them felt like acid crawling up your throat.

They are your friends

Rook who’s an enabler just like everyone else who watched on as his housewarden cursed your food and tried to poison and kill someone who can easily hunt you down and find you no matter where you are or how well you hide, laughing along with everyone’s merriment and spouting out verbose french poetry that you weren’t sure you wanted to understand.

They are your friends

Idia who took Grim from you who unlike everyone else was an actual genuine friend before he overblotted who played his part just like everyone else did, looking like he found Nirvana as he was surrounded by stray cats and kittens.

They are your friends

Silver who you don’t even know yet who could still be part of this twisted ploy to cause your downfall who could hide a person as sadistically corrupted like everyone else, napping on a bench near Sebek who hates your existence who hates that a human would dare to breathe the same air as his liege who doesn’t even hide his contempt for you who was watching Malleus who’s never there who never helps who just does what he wants and you can’t say anything because who are you compared to him with his usual starry-eyed worship.

They are your friends. They’ve changed. It’s alright now, You easily washed away the red of their sins so everything’s all good. You’ve moved on - forgive and forget, right? Sure they hurt you but it’s all water under the bridge. They won’t hurt you again. So why, why- 

Then why does your stomach feel like lead now. Why do your eyes sting so badly, pinpricks dotting the edges of them as you feel the telltale drip of water run down your cheek.

All you want is to survive

But how do you survive in a world that wants you dead?

Apart from Ace, Deuce, Grim and the ghosts that haunt your dorm, not one person looked at you and saw you as someone other than the magicless prefect who stops overblots and cleans up messes that they had nothing to do with. Not one person who’s hurt you had stopped to think that you were someone who could feel hurt, that your feelings matter, that you don’t fight death every other second because you want to but because it’s the only way you could survive in a place where you have been abandoned. 

Shakespeare was right. There are daggers in men’s smiles. In every predatory grin, in every saccharine leer, in every simper that coiled and tightened around you like a serpent, with its poison-laced fangs prodding at your carotid, just waiting to strike.

You feel him before you see him, his lanky figure joining you in your shadowed refuge. Without a word, he sits down beside you.

“Do you believe in fate?” you ask idly, your stare never once wavering from where you watched Professor Trein who’s in on it who, just like every other adult, has failed you who never once punished anyone except you and your fellow students, “that things happen and there’s nothing we can do about it because that’s just how things are meant to be? That the people who do bad things just get to do those things and everyone’s supposed to live with it because that’s how the story is written?”

He regards you for a second and then turns and looks straight ahead with a gaze like steel, “I believe in justice. That without it, humanity is doomed to live in a delusion of peace. I believe that the only way to be truly free from the sins that swarm and bite us, that follow us around like a plague, is to take the reins ourselves and use our power to free us from them. The past is just a tragic history but the future has several names: for the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal. And once the gavel of justice has done its duty in punishing the wicked and freeing the innocent, even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.”

You feel a cold, thin hand placed over yours and you let it rest there. It was grounding, comforting.

Maybe, it’s about time you stop being a victim of the narrative and take control of your own story. You’ll rid yourself of your tragic ending and fashion a new happily ever after.

In NRC, you found horrors beyond your comprehension.

In Rollo, you think you’ve found your guardian angel.

[adultish-momma]

Therapy on a Time Crunch

The VDC is coming up, and not only is there a lot of vocal and dance prep to do, but some unpacking needs to be fit in to the already busy schedule.

Or: Yuu refuses to let Epel say sexist shit in their presence.

Warnings!: Inherently sexist comments. Epel in book 5 is honestly just a raging stereotypical small town misogynist, and that is itself a warning. Threat of future violence at the end.

A/N: Yuu is Gender Neutral in this story, but Epel’s specific brand of misogyny pisses me off, so Yuu responds as if they were personally targeted by his comments. That being said, they are never refered to as fem, nor do they state that they identify as fem.

“But all these girly twisting motions… I don’t want to do those.”

They couldn’t have heard that right.

Yuu sits at a table in an alcove of the Pomefiore dance hall, blinking in stunned disbelief at the purple-haired freshman. Grim, intimate with the knowledge of their henchhuman’s body language symbols by this point in the school year, inches further amongst the pages of their spread-out homework. He hangs his head over a worksheet, hoping to remain out of the line of fire but still be able to watch the show about to happen.

“Wait, wait, wait” the Prefect rises, shaking their hands and their head in denial of what they just heard. “Go back. Did you just say that Jazz… Hip Hop… is girly??”

Epel opens his mouth, but Yuu raises their hand in a dismissive, shushing gesture. Something in their eyes prompts him to quickly shut his mouth.

“I mean, correct me if I’m wrong here Vil, but as far as I recall, Jazz and Hip Hop are, historically and predominantly, male dominated dance styles. At least in my world, what about here?”

Vil raises an eyebrow, impressed with the otherworldly students' knowledge. He gives a small nod in response to their question.

“That’s what I thought. So tell me Epel, what exactly is so ‘girly’ about a dance style that was created by both genders, but has had the female influence of its origins mostly deliberately forgotten? What’s so ‘effeminate’ about a dance style that is incredibly hard for female dancers to establish credibility in because people cry ‘slut’?”

Again, Epel opens his mouth to flounder out an answer, desperately trying to string words into a sentence that will make the Ramshackle Housewarden stop looking at him like that. He feels pinned, backed into a corner, and hell Leona doesn’t even make him feel this much like prey. Like he’s only got one chance to present himself to the jury that is Yuu, and if he messes this up they will judge him worthy of execution.

“The whole idea of boys being ashamed of doing effeminate dance moves is so last century.” Vil steps in now, adding his own judgemental pressure to the freshman’s predicament. “Did you grow up a century ago? Have we a time traveler amongst us?”

“N-no, sir…”

At least with Vil it’s easy to figure out how to end a lecture quicker. Vil already softens at the submissive tone of his underclassman. Not much, just a fraction, but softens nonetheless. Vil is a wrath he’s incurred before, a wrath he knows how to navigate. His fellow first year on the other hand…

Even with Kalim stepping up, inserting his sunny disposition into the tense standoff, the Prefect does not yield. They continue to stare Epel down, jaw clenched and arms crossed like a disappointed parent. Vil softens even further at whatever advice the sophomore is spouting, but Epel can’t hear him over the roar in his ears, still transfixed by the way his body screams threat in response to the Prefect’s stare. There’s something taunting about it now, an angry predator that is daring him step closer. Epel has enough sense to not rise to the bait.

Yuu begins to smirk, and suddenly Epel has doubts about his survival rate.

“Just for curiosity's sake… ” they begin, demeanor changing on a dime. Their voice drops, likening itself to that of a husky purr. The harsh posture is dropped, hips curving and arms draping themselves in a manner that accentuates their body’s curves. Within seconds, they embody a lot of the attributes Vil tries to teach him in his private lessons. With an alluring smile (but still that predatory gaze), they gesture behind them towards the Scarbian Vice Housewarden.

“Would you consider Jamil ‘feminine’?”

“No, of-”

“No?" an innocent widening of the eyes, big and round and doe-like, exactly how Vil would want him to do. "Even when he’s breakdancing? You know, that Hip Hop dance style that he’s so fond of?”

“...no.”

“No,” smug satisfaction drips from Yuu’s frame like poison. “You wouldn’t.”

The Ramshackle student retreats across the practice room, returning to their belongings while maintaining that captivating air they adopted. They move in a way that draws the eyes, and Epel is able to watch from his place across the room as they do exactly that. They bend over the table to reach all their belongings, and they do so in just the right way, allowing Epel to catch at least three of the boys in the room check out their ass. (The fact that he only caught the looks of the others after he himself had to retch his gaze away will be ignored).

Epel bitterly (and begrudingly) thinks that maaaaaybe Vil might be onto to something about all his posturing crap.

Grim, who hadn’t completed a single problem on his worksheet, gleefully hopped down from the chair, sauntering towards the exit.

“Potato, where do you think you’re going?” 

“To get some air. This place reeks of archaic misogyny.” A snicker from their beastly companion can be heard from the hallway.

Yuu pauses in the doorway, fingers drumming on the doorframe in deliberation. Suddenly they turn around, relaxing against the wood so they could face the VDC crew. The predatory glint was back.

“If you want to complain because you don’t have an interest in dancing, by all means be my guest, you’re entitled to preferences. But I promise you, if I ever hear you spout that kind of sexist bullshit again, I’m going hit with the sparkliest, pinkest purse in existence and knock your sorry ass into next week.”

[tswhiisftteedr]

Hair Prank! ☆ One Shot

☆Dorm Leader!Vil Schoenheit x Choatic!Pomfiore Student!Female!Reader:

After pulling a prank causing Vil’s appearance to change, you try to your best to run away from his now angered self. But isn’t hate and love two side of the same coin, at least passion wise…

Warnings: Making out, Graphic language, suggestive tones but nothing happens. Not proofread.

Note: This is based from this ask, also I’m sorry I didn’t know how to incorporate the clothing style into the fic, maybe I’ll rewrite it. Sorry again, but I hope you still like it! Mentions of Yuu but reader is not them.

| Part 1 | Part 2 |

☆ More under the cut. ☆

It was your daily dance lesson after school with Vil as your instructor. Epel had skipped out on practice, making your strict instructor, even stricter than the usual due to his irritation. But his constant critique of your technique was getting on your nerves.

"You made a mistake again. We'll start from the beginning once more," Vil sighs as he walks over to the speaker. On his phone, he restarts the same song that you've been dancing to in your lessons.

Ever since being assigned to Pomefiore, your life had been but relaxing. Being the only official female student admitted this year, after the school board had decided to transition from an all-boys to a unisex school, you were sure to attract eyes, Vil’s included. In his mind he would’ve brought you by his side to unlock your potential, even if you’d have been assigned to another dorm. But goody him, as the dark mirror had chooses to put you in his care. But to you it was all a waste of time and energy, you already did skincare and took care of yourself, you truly needed him to interject. Well that was your opinion, but it was plain obvious that it wasn’t his.

Even when you had try to coax him into taking Yuu under his wing instead of yourself, bless her heart, he had shot down the idea right in front of her. Saying something along the line that she was too much of a potato to be able to shine the way he was sure he’ll make you do.

"Don’t even think about, don’t you dare try to leaving again," he turns to glare at you. You were so close to the exit... It's like he had eyes behind his head.

“Lisent Vil. hon’, darling.” You say to him with a faux kindness and sympathy “You’re really starting to piss me off.” You continue, but this time, with a tone of voice that actually carried your sentiments.

"Shut it!" Vil's face is full of disgust. He cannot stand how easily you dismiss his words as if they don't carry any weight at all.

"I don't care how hard it is or how much you despise dancing," he continues in a demanding voice, "You WILL become an ideal beauty or else..."

“Or what my ‘Queen’? Gonna make me dance on hot burning coal, maybe carve my face off and place it on Mannequin head so you can play dress up with it, or make me all old and wrinkly with one your potions as a punishment, yeah the third one seems more like your style. You pussy.” You say to him spitefully, following it with a snicker.

His eyes widen with anger as he steps closer to you, invading your personal space. "Do you have any idea what I'm capable of doing to you?"His tone is cold and threatening.

“Oh I don’t know, since you actually never do shit. You just talk and talk, you must really like the sound of your own voice, and not in the regular person type of way, no that’s not it, you like it and yourself in the narcissistic type a way, you probably get off on simply hearing the sound of your own voice or looking at your reflection.” You continue taunting him, with a snicker that is irritating the shit out of him.

Vil's anger boils over as he grabs your arm sharply and pulls you up against his body. "I warn you. Never, EVER insult my ego again. I'm done taking your attitude lightly. The next sentence you utter from your pathetic mouth had better be filled with an apology. Do you understand me, worm?"

As he says that you secretly take out a pouch full of powder out of your many pants pockets. ‘Cargo pants are the best’ you think to yourself. The powder was enchanted, it made the person it lands on, temporarily change hair colour, about 24 hours.

As he finishes, “I’m sorry Vil,” you tell him apologetically. But in the reality of things, gears wear turning in your mind. “I’m really sorry about this!” you shout at him, as you open the pouch and throw the contents of it on Vil.  The shock from the situation causes Vil to let you go, and you start booking it, running out of the room as fast as possible. “See ya later handsome!” You say teasingly, knowing he would be displeased with his current appearance.

Vil's eyes widen as his beautiful blonde locks turn a dark shade of purple. His face grows contorted in outrage as he screams, "Get back here!" without thinking of the fact you've probably already left.

Suddenly, his expression turns into one of disbelief and horror. Vil looks at himself in the mirror. His heart skips a beat as he takes in his new look. "... No," he says in a strained voice.

After leaving the dorm through the magic mirror, you head towards the Ramshackle to tell Yuu and Grim about what had transcended, and probably Epel too, that’s were he usually hides to skip out on Vil’s lessons.

Meanwhile, Vil is still looking at himself in the mirror with a shocked expression on his face. After what felt like hours, Vil finally begins to process what just happened. "I can't believe she did this to me."

Vil's mind races as his hands tremble slightly. He clenches his fists in anger as he thinks to himself, "That girl... that ungrateful, selfish little...!"

You were sat on a couch in the Ramshackle, retelling the events to Epel and Grim, Yuu wasn’t there, apparently she was with the Ignihyde dorm leader right now.

“And then he grabbed me, and I was like literally against him, body to body type of shit. He started going on about ‘Never’ insult his ego again and that the next words that came out of my mouth should be ones of apology.” I tell them, 

“So he at did you do next??” Epel asks, wondering if this story was headed where he anticipated it to go, after all he was the one who helped you craft the magic powder. 

“Well then I secretly pulled out the beautiful, hair color changing magic powder we crafted, I was all like ‘I’m sorry Vil’. After I opened the pouch the powder was in and threw it on him, with a ‘I’m sorry for this!’. The look of horror on his face was priceless.” You tell them with a victorious laugh.

Grim raises an eyebrow as he listens to your retelling of the event and lets out a sarcastic chuckle at your story. "You must've really struck a nerve." He turns to look at Epel and prompts him to respond to the story.

Epel nods eagerly. He looks excited as he waits for you to continue.

“After everything I ran away to come to you guys, but as I was leaving I could his screech in the distance lol”

Grim begins laughing heartily. "I bet you could hear him all the way from here, huh?"

In the distance, you could still hear Vil's shouts of anger. Grim and Epel continue to laugh at your hilarious prank.

But then you all simultaneously realized that it was impossible to hear his voice, since the magic mirror connecting each dorm to campus didn’t project noise for within the dorm. This meaning only one thing, Vil was here on campus and he was headings towards you…

The laughter quickly dies down as the three of you come to terms with the fact that Vil had just followed you here. Grim gets up to brace himself for a confrontation. "Well, it seems our little game has finally caught up to us," he says in a resigned tone.

A little bit earlier,

Vil was standing in front of a mirror, trying his best to hide his new appearance in a hood, in order not to attract too much attention(too bad the angered noise he was making did the opposite affect). He thinks back to the incident, a look of rage and embarrassment on his face. "That girl thinks that she can one-up me, does she?"

His face curls in anger, "She's going to pay for humiliating me!” he shouts to himself. Vil turns away from the mirror and quickly leaves the room to find you. He then heads towards the lounge of the dorm to pass through the mirror chamber and arrives campus, he guessed you probably wouldn’t have stayed on dorm site with the stunt you just pulled.

Now back to the present.

Vil is walking through campus, his mind full of thoughts ranging from fury and rage to confusion and disbelief. As he walks through the crowds, he tries his best to maintain a neutral or at least stern expression in order to not draw attention to himself.

Vil finally reaches the Ramshackle and he takes off his hood, deciding to face you and whoever was in there without hiding himself. Still, he is visibly pissed as he glares at the thought you.

You hear knocking. And you shush your to friends up, you’re now as quite as mouses.

There is a moment of silence as you hear Vil knock again on the door. His voice can be faintly heard, "Open the damn door, girl! I know you're in there!" The knocking then become more aggressive as he continues, "Come out here this instant!"

It felt like he was going to soon break the door down, so while he continue his knocking you sneakily left the ramshackle through a window at the back.

Vil grows even louder upon realizing that you aren't responding to his calls and knocks. He starts banging on the door in a fit of rage. "I know you’re in there! Come on out. Now!"

He decides that he had enough of the wait, and breaks the door down with magic not damage his manicure, he was still an actor and beauty influencer afterall.

But you was obliviously gone by then, Vil steps into the ramshackle, seeing his two classmates sitting before him. His eyes narrow as he searches the room for any signs of you. He looks at Grim and Epel with disdain and contempt in his eyes. "Where is she?" His voice is demanding.

“We don’t know.” They tell him at the same time.

Vil's eyes flicker with annoyance as the two of them blandly lie to him. "She can't have simply vanished off the face of the world." His tone is angry and condescending. He knows what they are doing and he knows that you are nearby, or at least that was what he thought in the moment. He walks right up to the two of them, his presence imposing itself as he gets closer.

But then Vil decided that it was a waste of time to talk to them, they were only going to back you up afterall, probably give him wrong information. So he decides to search around for you instead. As he snoops around, he sees that the back window was open, then he realized how that’s the way you made your escape.

By then you was already far away, in the mirror chamber, making your way to Savanaclaw to hideout.

As Vil paces around the ramshackle to collect his thoughts on where you could’ve gone and what to do now. He over hears Epel and Grim whispering to each other.

“So you think she made it there already?” Epel asks grim, “Yeah she probably at Savanaclaw by now.” Grim answers him.

What had happened was that, when Vil was still knocking you had whispered to them about your plan to go and hideout at the warmed temperature dorm, before you had made your escape.

Vil's eyes narrow as he watches Grim and Epel converse with each other. He has a strong suspicion of what they are talking about based on their demeanor. "She thinks she's funny. And these two idiots are helping her." Vil mumbles to himself.

He walks over to the window once more and looks outside to see if you is anywhere in sight. When he sees the empty space, his rage only grows in intensity. His face contorts into a bitter scowl as he clenchs his hands into fists.

By now you had a pack of candy in hand, trying to bribe Ruggie into letting you stay in his dorm for cover.

Vil walks back over to Grim and Epel after not being able to spot you anywhere.

He glares at both of them while trying his best to restrain his temper. "So, you decided to help her with her little prank? What a surprise you two were so happy to assist an ungrateful little girl in humiliating me."

Vil glares at the two of them one more time as he storms out of the ramshackle.

Meanwhile, you're still bribing Ruggie with candy. "Let me hide in your dorm, and I'll give you this candy." Your words are accompanied by an innocent smile.

By the time he had arrived to Savanaclaw, you were already well hidden in Ruggie’s room, more specifically, under his bed.

Vil searches all over the Savanaclaw dorm building, but he can't find any trace of you. "Where is she hiding? I KNOW she's around here somewhere!" Vil thinks, as his anger grows. He starts pacing back and forth in front of the dorm with gritted teeth.

Vil's eyebrows twitch and his jaw clenchs tightly as he sees Savanaclaw dorm leader, Leona Kingscholar lying down on a nice sofa, without a care in the world. He glares as his eyes narrow. "Have you seen a student named F/n L/n around here by any chance?"

“Why? Did your favourite doll go missing?” The lazy lion teases with his eyes still closed.

Vil rolls his eyes. His patience is worn thin by this point. The mere mention of that stupid nickname makes his blood boil. "This is no game Kingscholar. Have you seen her or not?!"

“Hm? I see, well I can tell you that i saw her talking to Ruggie about staying in his dorm about 15 minutes ago, though I don’t know if he actually accepted or not.” He tells him nonchalantly not wanting the angry dorm leader to pester him even more, rolls around ready to back to his nap.

Vil sighs with frustration. He knows he can't go into Ruggie's room to look without possibly getting into trouble. "Damn it all." Vil thinks. His tone is sarcastic and irritated as he responds. "Oh really? You think he let her in?"

“Don’t know, don’t care, maybe he did, but she had some candy on her person, and that guy sure loves free food.” Leona finishes, before falling back asleep.

‘Of course she would offer him candy. Something she’s not even supposed to have if she was properly following the meal plan I made for her! She really is an absolute menace.’ Vil thinks with a scoff, his tone dripping with cynicism.

Vils asks around for Ruggie’s dorm number as Leona already headed back to sleep before he could ask anymore questions.

As he arrives at the room Vil knocks on the door a bit sharply, making it clear that he is not happy to be outside of Ruggie's dorm in the first place.

It seems he's already lost a ton of patience and is becoming more agitated with each passing moment. His face is twisted into a scowl as he waits for someone to answer.

“Yes?” Ruggie asks as he slightly opens the door.

Vil's eyes narrow even more, it's not a good sign. His tone is tight and impatient as he responds. “I'm looking for someone. They were supposed to be here. Have you seen anyone by the name of f/n l/n?"

“Maybe, what’s in it for me if if tell you?” He says to him with his signature snicker.

Vil scoffs in annoyance, this situation was growing even more aggravating for him. He was used to being in the upper hand, being the one to call the shots. Now he's reduced to begging some low-life delinquent for information about someone that should be under his jurisdiction. Vil is NOT pleased. "Oh come on, will you stop with your nonsense already? This is serious business." He tries to coax him but Ruggie doesn’t budge.

Vil's anger grows stronger but he refrains himself from lashing out. ‘This insolent bastard. As if the information is wordly classified. What a selfish prick.’ Vil thinks. "Fine. What do you want?" His tone is tense, he's gritting his teeth as he asks him.

“Well, you got something tasty for me?” Ruggie inquires, after candy is great and all but it doesn’t have a long lasting effect for soothing hunger. So he would be opposed to selling you out if he got something better than the sweets you gave him, in exchange.

Vil sighs in annoyance. He's not the type to give in to someone else's childish demands. But he must admit that these demands are quite reasonable for someone like Ruggie. ‘Of course he wants sweets.’ Vil thinks. ‘I'll play his stupid game.’ "I suppose I could spare a small piece of candy or two. Would that be enough to get a straight answer from you?" He offers the hyena beastmen.

“One or two pieces? You got to better than that, afterall I got a full bag of them for my silence. Buying me dinner is bare minimum for what you’re asking.” Ruggie shoot down his proposal,

Vil's eyes narrow as he frowns. He can't believe this stupid bastard has the nerve to ask him for this much. But he's running out of options. Reluctantly, he nods his head in defeat. "Dinner. Alright, whatever you want. Just give me an answer already."

“Okay then!” He snickers once more. “You can look around my room for her, if you want, but that’s it.” He tells Vil.

Vil sighs in annoyance. He can't believe he has to stoop this low. He glances at Ruggie with disdain as he responds. "That is absolutely ridiculous, you know that right?"

“I don’t know what your talking about~” The hyena says, then heads out.

Vil's eyes twitch in annoyance as he searches the room for the slightest hint of your presence here. However, the room is in its usual state of messiness, making it impossible for a casual observer to find anything of value. Vil seems more agitated than before as he continues to look for you. He even opens the closet to look for you in there. He was about to head out until you accidentally made a noise.

Vil pauses mid search, hearing the noise he heard. He turns his head in your direction, instantly knowing that the little sound he heard was due to you. He glares at the location from where the sound came from. "I know you're under that bed little girl," he says, his tone sarcastic as he addresses you, his scowl only growing in intensity.

But you decide to play with him more, and stay quiet.

Vil steps forward, getting closer to the bed. He stands up and leans over it, looking under it. The scowl on his face is so intense, his expression is almost terrifying. He spots your body hiding under the bed and glaces down at you. "I know you're in there, so you can come out now. Or do you prefer me making that decision for you?" He asks and his tone is angry and condescending.

But even after being caugh, you don’t say anything or more for about 3 minutes, so Vil drags you out from under the bed by the ankles. An expression of satisfaction covers his face. He was getting tired of this game. Vil's eyes glare at you, his expression a mix of irritation and annoyance. The moment he has you in his grasp is when he finally speaks. "Now listen, I've had enough of this. You're coming with me."

“Whatever, you’re no fun” tell him, still messing with his temper.

"You think this is supposed to be fun? This was never meant to be entertaining. I just want to get the job done." Vil glares at you, his tone becoming even more agitated. "Now stop your pathetic whining and get moving."

As you were heading back to Pomefiore, you had decided to pull another stunt, by ‘pulling’ hood down. His new hair colour in plain view for all students to see. That pissed him off so he drag you to his room to scream your ear off…

Vil was already getting impatient, and your actions only made him even more irritated. The moment he gets you into his dorm, he locks the door behind you and starts glaring at you once again. His tone is stern and cold as he speaks to you. "Just what did you think you were doing? You think you're clever, but you're nothing but a nuisance."

“Chill out, it was just a joke.” You tell him, not taking him seriously at all.

Vil's eyes flicker in a mixture of frustration and rage as you talk back to him. He stares down at you, his eyes narrowing to narrow slits. He can't possibly find any aspect of you or your actions to be amusing at all, instead he feels only a deep loathing and hatred. His tone is harsh as he responds. "Oh you think this is some sort of joke? That you can just get away with messing with me like this"

“Yeah, pretty much.” You say nonchalantly.

Vil's fist tightens as he glares at you, a vein on his forehead is visibly twitching. His eyes are so intense that they seem like they can burn right through you. His tone is filled with cold and hatred, he's getting angrier by the second. His lips curl up in disgust as he responds. "Listen to me. You think you have been annoying enough, but trust me. I can make you suffer worse in a million ways. So I suggest you stop being such an irritating little girl and start behaving properly."

“God, you’re so hot when you’re mad.” You admit out of nowhere, looking up at him with mischief.

Vil stares down at you with sheer disgust and disbelief. He can't believe that you would actually tell him something so ridiculous, let alone at a time like this. His eyes narrow and his jaw tightly clenches. "Are you out of your mind? Just who do you think you're talking to?" his tone is harsh and condescending, his scowl is even more intense now.

“Duh, I’m taking to the hottest and sexiest man in all of Pomefiore.” You keep pushing.

Vil seems stunned by your ridiculous compliment, his eyes flicker with rage once again and he snarls at you. "Do you think you are actually seducing me? There is not a single thing about you that I find attractive or appealing. So if you have nothing of value to say, I suggest you shut your mouth before I shut it for you."

“Please do so, I’d love to how this scenario could escalate into something more spicy~” You tell him.

Vil's eyes narrow as he raises an eyebrow. He can't believe how bold you have become now that you were in his room, behind locked doors. He glares at you in indignation, unable to hide his disdain for your actions. "That's it. I had enough. You want spicy? Than spicy it shall become"

Perhaps it was the want to put you in your place, perhaps it was it was the fact that Vil had been crushing on you for quite a while but didn’t confess because your antics, or perhaps it was just a spurt of the moment type of thing that cause Vil do to do what he did.

In one swift motion, Vil grabs you and pins you against the wall.

“Yeah, I like we’re this is going” You say not letting up the teasing.

Vil stares down at you with a fiery-glow in his eyes. His voice becomes smooth as his tone grows more intimate. One of his hands moves down your body to grab you by the waist, holding you close to him. "You really do know how to push my buttons, you little pest."

“It’s one my best traits”

Vil lets his thoughts go wild and allows himself to surrender to the rush of emotions that are overwhelming him right now. His facial expressions soften as his grip on you becomes a little bit looser, he's more relaxed now. His tone is almost as silky as his skin."Perhaps, that is one of your best traits. Perhaps, you are more than just some troublemaking little thing."

“So are y’a going to kiss me or just stare at my dazzling face.” You say with a wink.

Vil pauses for a moment. His eyes are darkening and his lips curl up in a slight smirk. He leans down until he can feel your breath on his skin. His voice is a husky whisper. "Oh, I'm definitely about to kiss you alright. But not because you requested it, but because I wanted to."

Vil's lips press themselves against yours with a lot of force, almost as if he can't wait to get a taste of you, and of course the emotions of anger you caused the man. His tongue quickly moves into your mouth and his hands wrap themselves around you in tight grips. His body is plastered against you, and every movement he makes is smooth like butter. His kisses are passionate and full of aggression, but somehow still very tender. He moans, his sounds being low and husky.

Vil pulls away, his breathing is heavy and he looks you deep in the eyes. The expression on his face is calm and tranquil now, his lips curling into a light smile."You know, you're not so bad after all. Your ability to get me so riled really is quite fascinating."

“Thanks! So are you still mad me my queen?” You inquire.

Vil laughs softly, his voice is almost a purr. A playful grin forms on his lips as he responds. "Mad? No, I don't think that's correct anymore. Irritated? Yes, very much so. After what you did earlier, it'll take a lot more than this to compensate for that."

“I guess I’ll get punished tomorrow, huh. But it doesn’t seem so bad of a though anymore.” You say to him all sweetly.

Vil smirks, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He's starting to get used to your antics and is starting to respond with sarcasm. “Oh, you bet I'll have lots of fun with you tomorrow. I think I've found the right kind of punishment for you. And I'll make sure that I'm really thorough."

“Oh yes, I wonder what the big bad evil queen will do me as for punishment.” You say semi-seductively, it’s more to mess with him then anything else.

“Well starting with extra dance practice to make up for today sounds like a plan.” He states, shooting down any type of sensuality that might been a couple seconds prior.

“Oh come on!” You complained.

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*In Professor Crewel's class*

Professor Crewel: Has everyone been informed for the upcoming event that will led by Professor MC?

The class: Yes, sir!

Professor Crewel: Good. Don't embarrass me, puppies. Show what you've got. Class dismissed.

*the students talking excitedly about the event*

Student A: I think we'll be able to catch them very easily.

Student B: I'm not going to say that. I heard from one of the students here that MC-sensei specialty.

Rook, Vil, and Epel: ...

Epel: Vil, I wasn't informed about the event. What are we doing?

Vil: Professor MC will infiltrate our dorms. And we need to catch them before they could steal one item from each dorm leaders.

Rook: Isn't that exciting, Epel?

Epel: Um... I don't know. Are they just going to sneak in?

Vil: *smirks* Are you underestimating our magicless professor, Epel?

Epel: O-Of course not! I wouldn't dare!

Ruggie: So what will be our strategy, Leona?

Leona: *yawns* Nothing.

Jack: Nothing?! It's an event that will help the students a lot in earning credits!

Leona: Huh?

Ruggie: I knew you were not listening, Leona.

Ruggie: MC-sensei had convinced Professor Trein and Professor Crewel to give an exemption to the dorm that would manage to catch them from any projects for this whole month.

Leona: Tch. So?

Ruggie: You need this. Considering how lazy you are.

Riddle: Secure the possible blindspots in the dorm!

Cater: Wow, you're taking it seriously, Riddle.

Ace: Why wouldn't he? It was because of him this event is being held. *laughs*

Riddle: *tries to hold his temper*

Cater: Care to explain, Ace?

Ace: Sensei told me this. Housewarden Riddle has no self-preservation and they compared them to a lone rabbit.

Riddle: THAT'S ENOUGH! GRRR! I'LL MAKE THE PROFESSOR TAKE BACK THEIR WORDS!

Cater and Riddle: Haha...

Riddle: Trey! How's the preparation going?

Trey: Everything's great.

Riddle: Good. The event will start any minute now.

Trey: By the way, Riddle. *goes to fix his hair*

Riddle: Ah, was it messy?

Trey: *smiles* Just a little bit.

Cater and Ace: *feels something off*

Cater: *whispers* Hey, Ace.

Ace: *whispers back* Yeah?

Cater: Trey was baking in the kitchen, right?

Ace: Maybe he's done?

Cater: That fast?

Riddle: Alright. Be sure to return immediately.

Trey: Okay. *leaves the room*

Trey: *showing up from behind, holding a cake* Riddle, I'm done baking the sweets for the afternoon snack.

Ace, Riddle, and Cater: ...

Trey: *confused why they're staring at him in horror*

Riddle: We... WE HAVE BEEN INFILTRATED!!!

MC: *tears their Trey mask* *leaving the Heartslabyul dorm, holding Riddle's favorite book* That was easy, hehe~.

MC: Now... Where should I go next?

Professor Crewel: Is everyone ready for the double the amount of projects you're going to receive this month?

Half of the students: *groans*

Ignihyde and Diasomnia students: *letting out a sigh of relief because they barely managed to win*

MC: *entering the room* Hello~

The class: Hello, sensei!

MC: *giggles* I'm here to excuse the Ignihyde and Diasomnia students.

Professor Crewel: Are they going to join your special class?

MC: I'm afraid they're still lacking. But I don't mind teaching them the basics.

Sebek: SENSEI! PLEASE GO HARD ON US!

MC: *looks at him* Oh~ I'll be sure to do that, Sebek. Since I've had outwit you.

Sebek: Nghhhh!

[yuurei20]

Vil Info Compilation Part 4: Confidence and Idia

Vill seems extremely self confident (“Admiration nurtures the seed of beauty. By all means, fall for me.”), dismissing Azul’s compliments as “basic information” and assuring Rook that captivating everyone with his beauty is only natural as he has “attained the height of aesthetic perfection, flawless from every angle.”

In a voice line he says “Find a hundred things to compliment about my beauty. Simple enough, I should think.”

When slapped by Eliza during Phantom Bride he reacts with “Have you ANY inkling how valuable my face is?!”, and “How dare you rebuff my advances! You need to get over yourself.”

When Idia tells him “I can’t parade around without worry what other people think of me”, however Vil reprimands him with “I daresay I worry about that more than anyone else…I can’t stand the thought of being exposed to the public, unarmed and defenseless. That’s why I work on myself so I CAN be confident in front of others.”

Vil does not seem particularly fond of Idia: we seem them interact during Beanfest when Vil instructs Idia to join his group and Idia refuses, choosing instead to surrender to the opposite team.

Vil admonishes him with “What irks me the most is how eager he was…We are going to have words when this game is over, Idia!”

Vil describes Idia’s tone as “snide” and refuses to go to his aid during Phantom Bride because “He snubs the company of others, yet we’re supposed to fly to his rescue? I see no reason to indulge such selfish behavior.”

Crowley and Ortho force Vil’s (and everyone’s) participation by threatening to alert the media.

When Vil’s efforts to save Idia fail he congratulates Idia on finding someone who loves him in spite of his bad attitude and refuses to let Idia guilt them into pitying him because Idia tried to sacrifice Vil and Leona to save himself.

Vil has another frustrating interaction with Idia during Wish Upon a Star, calling Idia “pathetic” for his fears of going out in front of a crowd. Idia claims that “you extroverts might enjoy basking in front of the camera, but I don’t” and Vil responds, “You and your sweeping generalizations. I don’t allow just anyone to post pictures of me online. In fact, sometimes I don’t permit photography at all.”

This conversation inspires Idia to use a jammer to keep people from taking pictures of him during his Star-sending performance.

Vil seems to have a soft spot for Ortho (Vil does not say “Shroud” in his original dialogue; this was an addition to NA).

When Ortho says that Idia will be joining him at the school’s opening ceremonies Vil expresses his doubt very quietly, saying, “I hope it goes well for you”.

He attempts to invite Ortho to attend the ceremony alone but respects Ortho’s wish to attend only with Idia.

When Idia ultimately does not attend the ceremony Vil calls him “exhaustingly predicable”.

[monoafterhours]

Heartaches

Warnings: Dark content, cannibalism, Rook needs a warning, the French language, Dead dove: do not eat, based off that one thing that happens in the original snow white

"This heart was Neige's, yes?" Vil asked, surprised that his instructions had actually been followed. He stared down at the box in his hands with narrow eyes which seemed almost wide at the same time.

"Oui." Rook's tone was airy, the fact that he was lying stuck in the back of his head and didn't leave. The heart wasn't Neige's, it belonged to some animal he'd hunted in the woods to bring something back to Vil.

Vil stayed quiet, wondering what to do with the heart now, he couldn't just keep it in the box. It would rot. And he couldn't just leave it somewhere, someone might find it, find his fingerprints, and that would be the end of him.

Then he had an idea, it was despicable. He didn't even dare speak of it, his grip on the box tightened due to how he'd disturbed himself.

Rook became concerned and asked if Vil was alright, Vil nodded and dismissed Rook, telling him he'd join him soon. Now Vil was alone, staring at the blood covered box in his shaking hands. He actually considered it, he actually considered eating this heart. He placed the box down. 'What kind of idea is that? Consuming something from another human being could drive me insane.' He thought, but he kept looking at the box, it's presence might be driving him insane instead. He stepped over to it and picked up the heart, he swore he could feel it beat in his bare hands.

This was impossible, there was no way he was actually about to do this, yet he found himself raising the heart to his lips. He'd have no reason to envy from this moment forward! Neige would eventually be forgotten, wiped off the face of the earth. That was what Vil thought. He sunk his teeth into the heart, the metallic crimson liquid bleeding down his hands.

It was beautiful, morbid but beautiful. Vil couldn't stop himself, letting out a quick gasp as his bites into the heart grew faster as if it were an apple. His eyes weren't narrow anymore, they'd grown fully wide. He wanted more, he wanted so much more. There was blood everywhere. He was torn between bliss and disgust, but he didn't stop until the heart was gone, he even licked the remaining blood off his fingers.

Eventually, Vil's footsteps could be heard against the floor, causing Rook to look up from where he sat. Vil had his hand over his mouth and refused to make eye contact. "Tell me, Rook. What did you do with the rest of Neige's organs?"

THIS IS MY FIRST DARK FIC SO IT MIGHT NOT BE AS DARK AS I MADE IT OUT TO BE BUT I'LL GET BETTER

@humanoidanxiety THOUGHTS??

[sweetlywriting]

Hello! I hope your requests for twisted wonderland are open~ (feel free to delete if it's not)

Can i request some fluff headcanons on what the dorm leaders will do if they find out that their s/o is getting bullied?? like kdrama level of bullying if u know what i mean 😭😭

if this makes u uncomfortable, feel free to dismiss this request!! thank you so much <3

When their s/o is being bullied~

Includes-Leona Kingscholar, Kalim Al Asim, Malleus Draconia, Azul Ashengrotto, Riddle Rosehearts, Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud

A/N- YES I LOVE THIS TROPE :D ~and my requests are still open <3

Leona Kingscholar-

Oh he’s pissed

He’ll be even more pissed if you didn’t tell him or tried to hide it from him but honestly he’s just a little sad you didn’t feel like you could tell him

Also he’s a good observer, he notices how lately you’ve been more distant and sometimes even a little beat up

Leona’s a direct person and will confront you about it immediately

Even if the bullying was something small he’s still going to beat the hell out of whoever dared it- he knows fighting in school is prohibited but he’s a creative guy yknow

The harder part is comforting you

What should he say? He’s not quite sure but he finds himself much too protective and a little clingy too

He’ll start going to the classes with you in it, walking you around with an arm around your shoulder, agrees to hold your hand more, just finds himself a lot closer to you

"Cmon. . .you know you can talk about these things hervivore."

Kalim Al Asim-

He’s absolutely distraught.Why would someone want to do that to you?

Unlike the others he tends to focus on if you're okay rather than punishing the people who are bullying you

He’s certainly not going to let them go, but you are the priority. Bullies took your lunch? Here have his! Bullies wrote on your desk? You can sit on his lap! Bullies leave mean notes in your dorm? He’ll sneak in extra early and replace them with love letters

He’s never been the best at doing things, most of the time needing help from Jamil, but taking care of you is something he wants- no needs to do himself

He appreciates you more, trying to spend as much time with you as possible and now even the slightest insult written on your desk won’t be tolerated by Kalim.

"Please tell me if something like this happens again!"

Malleus Draconia-

Malleus doesn’t understand why someone would do this to you

And then he’ll feel upset. Why would someone do that?

Malleus has a “reputation” so a stern talk and a cold glare at your bullies should send them running

But if one of them is dumb enough to face him, it’s not going to be super pretty

After the initial anger he’ll follow you around for a while, kinda like a puppy, making sure you’re okay

And where malleus goes Sebek and Silver go, so now you basically have a pack of bodyguards, and with them no one will try to bully you!

"Are you sure we don't have this class together?"

Azul Ashengrotto-

Another extremely observant person who quickly tells something is wrong when you keep stuffing your hands in your pockets, or come into class looking a little. . . hurt?

A bit of investigation shows him the truth

As much as Azul wants to send someone to “squeeze” the bully, he wants to discuss it with you first

This is something that happened to you, not him so he wants you to be able to pick the punishment you want

If you're a forgiving person the least he’ll do is force them into a contract where they can’t bother you anymore

If you're more vengeful which he’s a little happy about he’ll make them live a painful life serving you and the Mostro

"Please choose the punishment you see fit dear~"

Riddle Rosehearts-

Riddle will take a bit to find out but all hell breaks loose when he does

All of the bullies are losing their heads, people who are friends with them are going to lose their heads, anyone who associates with them is losing their head, You might even lose your head. On accident.

You better believe that Riddle is having an entire shouting match with these people, red face and everything

After he’ll make your favorite sweet treat with a little help from Trey.

Will make a rule a completely serious rule about not bullying about bullying a house warden's partner

"OFF WITH YOUR HEAD"

Vil Schoenheit-

Vil notices any sort of appearance change whether it’s a new color eyeshadow or the fact that you don’t smile as much anymore

He’ll get much more concerned when he’s doing your makeup and starts noticing purple blemishes on your skin

Instead of asking you about it he sends Rook to maybe watch you for a day and make sure you’re okay

Absolutely infuriated when he finds out, how dare someone do this?

Will march up to them and give the argument of their lives

Will not let it go and will try to use magic against them Rook will have to drag him away

And then he immediately goes to you, he’ll set your head on his lap and brush it gently, asking why you didn’t tell him first, he wouldn’t be mad, just concerned

Will also make sure none of those horrible people ever come near you again.

"They could never compare to you"

Idia Shroud-

Idia’s not much for conflict or defending himself honestly, but you being bullied is serious and something he’s just going to stand for

After giving your bullies a good threat and a snap of his fingers, the next thing is comforting you

Learning to make your favorite food, leaving packages of things you might like, he can’t really focus on himself when he’s worried about you

Not good at talking but will make sure to leave notes letting you know how loved you are :) practices his handwriting too!

"I wrote something for you"

[candidapple]

Am I the only one that just wanted to share a tent 👀 with Leona when I saw him in the new event? I literally called him Daddy when I saw him lmaoo.

LMAO anon, i get you, i really do. something about that necklace and the way it lays across his collarbones... it'd be nice to worry between your teeth and suck on while he's grinding you into the tent floor, i think. worth the bruised ass!

...if you can manage to seduce him in the first place, that is. it's not that he doesn't want to fuck you -- you are the most fuckable person at nrc, after all! you even won a poll, the results of which vil is still quietly seething over -- it's just that he's goddamned exhausted, y'know? he swears the freshies in his club couldn't wipe their own asses if someone didn't show them how first. and if you dare to point out that ruggie's been doing most of his job for him since you got here, and what does he even need to nap so long for, he'll just sneer, flashing a gleaming point of fang, before rolling away from you with a dismissive flick of his tail.

your best bet, honestly, is to agree to do most of the work for him: spread yourself over his face like you're straddling a throne, ride his dick like you're trying to prove you deserve the orgasm he'll give you. if you feel clipped claws digging into your ass to drag you closer, if you see sharp teeth biting down around a groan, that's how you'll know you're doing a good job.

[urstruly-ghst]

can I ask an angst to fluff hc for the dorm leaders where someone told them that Crowley finally found a way to take their s/o back to their world and now they're already at their home? but in the end they came back because they don't want to be separated from them? I hope this isn't too specific thank you very much!

jdjdjs awee i love that

riddle rosehearts

Riddle hasn't seen his significant other in over a week, he hasn't heard chaos in a week, and he felt terrified on why so

He thought you and the Adeuce combo are planning something big, so he waited to see what that may be, but a month has passed and no words from you came.

When he and the others planned the Unbirthday Party, he asked the Adeuce combo to come clean, and tell them where is his lover.

Deuce stood still and lowered his gaze, while Ace nervously looked away from their Dorm Leader's gaze that could strip your pride fast.

Riddle huffed and asked the explanation, he felt mad that they won't just spit out the truth. As he taps his foot in waiting, Deuce finally had the courage to say what happened to you.

He nodded at the duo and ran to his room, saddened and not coming out to even greet his dorm on the Unbirthday Party. He just felt depressed.

While cooped up in his room, he cries while staring at a simple picture of you both, and he questions your love too. How could you leave just like that?

But even his doubts, he loves you and worries about you more.

Riddle felt terrified, he questions your well being, and since he thought this silence for a month was part of prank, he didn't think you were back to your home world.

No one can cheer up Riddle, not even Trey's sweet tarts, Riddle was just wondering what ifs and crying to anyone that you would come back.

To his surprise, you did come back! A sweet smile on your lips as you hugged him tightly.

He was reunited with the love of his life, and he couldn't help but break down holding you tightly. When you tell him that you're here for good, he pinched himself slightly.

You're here for good, and he couldn't help but cry more. He felt so grateful to be with you in this moment.

leona kingscholar

Leona hasn't seen you ever since that airhead of a headmaster summoned you to his office.

He assumed he sent you on a crazy adventure to do something for him, but it irked him how you weren't showing up for weeks!

He felt somewhat insecure and scared that your are avoiding him, and that you're hiding.

Leona decided he'd march and ask your friends.

But even after that, your friends remained silent. As if they were hiding crucial evidence or something.

He decided to stomp to Crowley or he brought Ruggie to the scene. Either way, he got from a second source, that you went back on a whim.

Leona was in denial, he was angry, growling angrily and always not believing that you went into the mirror again.

He didn't do much, he just stared. Leona believed that if you really wanted to, you could've stayed.

Bit by bit, he became lazier and snarky.

Yet, he didn't expect a sudden tackle on his stomach while he was napping. Leona clicked his tongue and was about to make a nasty remark until he opened his eyes and saw you.

Leona couldn't stomach in as he saw you, gleaming with that familiar mischievous in your bright eyes. He smiled and couldn't help but cuddle into you.

He hopes that your stay lasts, and when you confirm that you are here. He just never lets your figure go, he just wants to savour each and every second.

azul ashengrotto

The Monstro Lounge was booming with life, ever since your arrival, it somehow became more busy.

No one knew why, but he did not complain on the booming business. He always hoped that it will boom into success.

However, his only complaint was how you didn't appear into his office for a few weeks on end. But, again, he assumed you were just making sure you don't bother him.

While it made him uneasy, he wanted to know why you seemed to be... quiet. Why is that, he didn't know.

Instead of asking your friends, he just went to Ramshackle, but to his horror... You weren't there, and Grim was just in the middle of the room. As if he was missing something.

He demanded some answers to Grim, to which he replied that you went back because Crowley found a way. Azul felt saddened and infuriated.

He took Grim under his wing, as it was the only remnant of you or somewhat associated with you that isn't easily lost.

Even though he was busy, Azul kept taking breaks into a sad breakdown in his octopot, crying his eyes out as it hurt that you went out with no explanation.

Azul just had a cycle, work, bury himself, cry, repeat. This happened for weeks, that it started to concern the others.

But, no one dared to approach him, until one faithful day, someone did approach him.

Azul was about to lash out, until that voice rung in his ears. That voice that called him so sweetly.

He didn't care if he was crying ugly tears, he dragged you into his pot hugging you so desperately.

kalim al-asim

Kalim was busy, another party was planned, and he had a hectic schedule.

After Jamil had his Overblot episode, Kalim tried and tried to be more participative in the events rather than dumping it on him.

So, he kind of drifted from his own world, but he didn't forget to pester you on days when you come up.

What he didn't expect was you not showing up on the party, he felt somewhat sad. I mean, he worked hard for it!

So, he tried to search for you, asking others if they had seen you, all came up empty.

While Kalim was searching, he heard Ace and Deuce sighing sadly. Then, Ace spoke out his dismay on your sudden leaving.

He stood still, and yelled at the two first years, startling them in the process.

Kalim, tears fresh in his eyes, asked if it was true. When they confirmed, he nodded and cried, causing Ace and Deuce to just panic over the Dorm Leader.

After that event, Sacrabia barely had parties now. Jamil grew concerned, but he knew what grief can do.

Kalim decided to be more isolated and just stay put, as if he is hoping this was just a dream.

While Kalim seemed so moody, Jamil knocked politely on the bedroom door before pushing someone into his room.

He looked at the visitor, and he froze. Just as he was about to question you, you just hugged him. Tightly.

For the first time in forever, Kalim was quiet with you, as he savored the way you just said you're not leaving again.

vil schoenheit

Vil doesn't know why you just got summoned by that chaotic of a headmaster, but he stayed out of it for your privacy.

He didn't notice your absence, after all, his shoots and busy schedule lately caused him to be out and about.

Vil won't notice you being gone until a few good days after his latest shoot, he expects you to just smile radiantly and swoon.

He expects some sort of praise or compliment from you, be it text or in person. But it never came.

He thought you were out with friends, he thought you were busy, he assumed many things. That was until he lost excuses to make for you.

He rushed to Ramshackle, only to find it barren once again. No traces of you, no traces of Grim.

Horror filled his guts as he rushed to the main building, to the office, asking and demanding what happened to you.

Crowley explained the mirror found your home, and you have gone back home. At that moment, Vil was a lost for words.

Anger and sadness plagued his mind in ways he wish he can explain, but he was lost.

Vil then lost sleep over you, worrying and thinking of you, to the point he lost care for himself (by lost care, he meant less time for himself)

Rook can notice how distraught his Queen is, and he knew that all he can do is wish on a morning star that you would come back.

To Vil's surprise, you did come back. Running into his arms (in private), and crying how you aren't leaving him.

Vil was stunned but the way his tight arms around your being, you knew, he was happy. But he did scold you, after all, it was rude of you to just leave.

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Idia hasn't seen you in forever, you haven't visited Ignihyde in ages. He thought that you finally got sick of hanging out with him, so he sulked and buried himself deep into his coding, a coping mechanism.

Ortho also worried for your being, so he inspected the school for traces of you, to turn up barren.

Ortho worked hard for his brother, hoping to see you both happy. While he gathered data and facts, he reported it to Idia.

Idia like always, started to doubt the relationship and ask if this entire thing was worth it. He just felt insecure how fast you left him.

Idia dismissed Ortho's report and decide to just stimulate a render of you, in hopes he would feel better.

While testing out the stimulation, Ortho actually found you coming back! He wanted to surprise his brother, so while Idia was testing the stimulation, you stood in front of Idia.

Each time Idia reached out to the media, you would hold him. At first, Idia thought it was his robot. When he was about to check and finalize things, he saw you.

He froze on his spot. Before shakily hugging you tight, asking if this was just a cruel dream. Only for you to shake your head, clearing any of his doubt.

malleus draconia

He was actually there when you decided to go back home, as he was in the mirror room to check on something.

Crowley barged in with you in tow, but your eyes widened as you saw your lover, in the room.

Crowley explained his intentions with you, and by then, you also explained your side and desire to go back.

Malleus felt his heart broke, but he respected your decision, as he knows your love for your home.

So, after a few moments of contemplating and goodbyes, you entered the mirror. Gone and back home.

Now, his nights felt lonesome once more, his walks now feeling boring.

He still does his nightly walks, it was his fond memories that force him to.

He knows he shouldn't, as it could hurt, but Malleus prolonged his walks around Ramshackle. As if envisioning you were still there, he claims your presence is strong around the area.

Though Malleus knows he cant bring you back, and he knows wishes can come true, he forbade himself to even consider that.

He should respect and turn around, as your decision is finalized. What he never expected was a change of heart of yours.

While exploring the Ramshackle dorm, he heard running and panting towards him. He felt alarmed, but before anything could happen, a sweet voice called his name.

Malleus stood still as arms wrapped around him, securing him into an embrace. He felt loved, but confused as to why you changed.

Then, a sweet whisper of words came from you, and that's when he felt as if nothing else can compare to that.

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@poisonedbeauty​ asked: When he first lay eyes on the human that had been brought back from the village, Vil knows that he’d never attain peace if he allows the human to be sacrificed to the cult. It’s hard to resist what little sentiments left in a vampire that calls out to him -- words from his heart, the part that still remembers his lover from five centuries ago. Vil’s hand slips into a shiver when he watches the guards walk past the hallway from his window, from behind red, flowing curtains the colour of a bleeding sky. He had nervously taken a sip from his cup of blood, visibly disturbed, his mind forming a plan -- yes, a plan.

There’s no way he can live like this.

The stairway to the prison is long, though it’s not made to be walked by those who aren’t vampires. They could leap as tall as the entire castle itself, that makes the walking unnecessary. Rather, its purpose is to keep humans within the prison, as it’s quite impossible to climb 72 flight of stairs to freedom without being noticed. Vil lands lightly on his feet, adorned in a long gown of flowing purple and wine-red, the emblem on his left chest telling all those who he greets that he’s no ordinary vampire, but one of the members that occupied the seat of the Council.

Schoenheit, the 5th Queen of Pyroxene, who seems to be the bringer of Winter wherever he goes, turning the air and atmosphere instantaneously into a temperature as cold as the northern lands where he came from. He gives a dismissal wave of hand when the guards manage to unlock that human’s cell, demanding them to have some private times for themselves. ❝Hello there,❞ He greets in a slow, gentle voice as deep and rich as honey. ❝You’re from the human village, hm? Tell me how they got you.❞ [ Vampire AU ]

Cater is surrounded by darkness; thick clammy darkness that slowly expands onto his entire world. It’s nothing like the falling night, or the darkness that greets you when you close your eyes to sleep. It’s pitch black and infinite, without a speck of light anywhere in sight. It fills him with fear and uncertainty, even more so than the cold hands and voices of the creatures taking him away from the village, more than the knowledge of what is lying ahead of him. Bravely he fights it down and forces himself to focus on the bright side. His family and the village are safe for another year, his sisters get to live, and so do his friends. His sacrifice, at least, serves a purpose.

The young squire stumbles as he’s led over stones and roads he’s known all his life, until they give way to a hard and more even ground that he doesn’t remember walking on. He could be wrong. It’s hard to say without being able to see. Everyone knows of the castle and the lands attached to it, the lush meadows and rocky hills, though no sane man would dare to enter, no matter how beautiful and tempting they look. The land of the Old Ones. At least he would get to see what it’s like, Cater used to think, but now he finds they don’t even grant him that.

Even guessing time is difficult while stumbling through the darkness and so Cater isn’t sure how long their journey lasted when finally he’s led down a slippery flight of stairs that seems to go on forever, and pushed into a room where finally his captors let go of his arms. He hears the sound of a metal door closing and then only silence. Blindly he reaches out, carefully placing one foot in front of the other, and lets his hands slide along the walls to get an idea of where it is they brought him. It is a cell of some kind, small and uneven. The walls made of solid stone, except for an opening that’s filled with rusty metal bars. The air is damp and cold.

Cater isn’t sure what he expected. When the Elders told them of the Old Ones and the duty of their village’s sacrifice, some days he would imagine a cell like this. Other days he would imagine a wealthy man’s mansion, filled with music and the warmth of a fireplace. After all, just because these creatures are not counted among the living, who’s to say they want to creep around in the dark and cold? If he were to live forever, he would aim for comfort and company. But perhaps this place is only where they keep their.. food. That is what he is, after all.

He’s not alone for long before someone returns, and after a short exchange of words he doesn’t fully grasp the sound of screeching metal once again fills the room. Instinctively Cater shrinks back against the wall. His gaze is unfocused, blind eyes unable to find anything to hold on to in the darkness, his brow furrowed. The voice that greets him is warm and gentle, a stark contrast to the air of cold the man brings with him. Cater swallows dryly.      “I was.. chosen,” he says, uncertain how much of the village’s way of handling this agreement is known to the Old Ones, or the man in front of him for that matter. “I.. I came willingly,” he adds, in case that is what the man is wondering about. Not everyone chosen to be a sacrifice accepts their fate so gracefully.

Cater presses back against the wall, as if he’s trying to become a part of it or push through to the other side. It doesn’t move an inch, naturally. The man in front of him is silent as the night when he doesn’t speak, not even the sound of his breath can be heard between them. It makes it impossible to guess how close he’s standing, how short or tall he is, or even if he’s still there. Cold sweat rises on Cater’s forehead and he closes his eyes, finding that it feels better to pretend he’s unable to see out of choice than to stare beyond hope and see only darkness.

     “Are you here to kill me?” Cater asks as the silence prolongs.

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Henlo Liho-san~! A new follower of yours uwu May I ask for hcs of how the dorm leaders would react with having an f!s/o who is mostly respectful and polite, suddenly about to throw hands with someone as they may or may not have said or complained about the dorm head they were dating. It was not a compliment in any way or form- I hope I didn't cross over any rules! But if I had to pick 5 out of 7 of them, it's Riddle, Azul, Idia, Kalim, and Vil. Thanks a bunch if you notice this~! Good Luck!!♡♡

Hey yo Nocturne! I know of you from liking I and Brew’s OC (twisted-whimsies): Mozerella Trein and a couple TW related posts of mine.

Prefects and Vice Prefects are exception from character limit.

After finishing this, I realized I wrote something between a ficlet and headcanon. I hope you’ll like it though 💕

My German knowledge is bugging me to write Vil’s surname with ö instead of o yet my order-loving side is telling me to stick to how it’s written in TW

Before I start I’m gonna add a quote from a fandom of mine 👀 one look at my OG blog would reveal which fandom it is.

“Fallaces sunt rerum species”

Meaning: The appearances of things are deceptive

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Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle can handle himself. At least he could before his overblot episode. No body dared to talk behind his back.

But now he holds back, not using his unique magic frequently anymore which caused some students think he became too lenient and a couple students started to abuse this leniency

Every time someone tries his patience he counts to 10 internally or just ignore them. Don’t get him wrong, he still sticks to rules and makes his dorm follow the rules but he cannot force people to stop talking about him

Today is going to one of the days when he would ignore any bad mouthing because he is with (Y/N), the sweetest person he ever met

(Y/N) already saw at his worst when he overblotted. He doesn’t want her to see any more incidents such that.

He and (Y/N) decided to take a walk in Rose Gardens as a date. Then decided to get into Rose Maze, holding hands strictly for to not get lost.

“Prefect Rosehearts became such a softie. He is no longer fit to be our prefect.” “He never was. Mommy Issues needs to go back to kindergarten.”

(Y/N) and Riddle were in East side of Rose Maze when they heard 2 Heartslabyl students talking which made (Y/N) stop in her track. Riddle tugged her hand to move on but she didn’t budge.

“Riddle, honey, either push away those bushes or I’ll climb over it and have a nice chat with them.”

“There is no need.” — “okay then I’m climbing”

And she did. Riddle didn’t know how but she managed to go to other side of bushes by climbing to them.

“Hey jackasses! Would you like to say that again?” The two students were shocked to see Riddle’s girlfriend jump from above. “Wh- what?”

“I asked if you wanted to say those to my face.” And no answer.

Meanwhile Riddle was on the other side of bush walls, listening what’s happening.

“Did Riddle or did he not manage to increase Heartslabyl’s average grade?” “He did...” “Did he or did he not helped your dorm to have better ranking at Magift?” “He did...” “Did he treat you unfair ever since he fixed how he acted?” “No...” “Then what makes you say he is unfit? Is it because he is more tolerant on rules? Is it because he cares how his dorm mates feel?” No answer again. “I hope you come to your senses now because next time I hear something like this will be the first and last time you taste my wrath. Are we clear?” — “Yes ma’am!”

(Y/N) climbed over the bush again and landed in front of Riddle. With a kiss to his cheek, “Just because you give less punishment doesn’t mean you need to let people bully you. If anyone else acts this way, I’ll have a talk with them.”

She held his hand and pulled him into the maze again. Meanwhile Riddle was still wondering how his girlfriend climbed over a maze’s wall.

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Leona Kingscholar

Leona is used to people bad mouthing about him back in his palace. While in Savanaclaw, his dorm mates respected him and didn’t dare to oppose him. That is until they saw his vulnerable side during his overblot accident.

He heard a couple dorm mates say “He can’t do anything by himself.” “Good for nothing.” “All that lazy lion does is sleep.” “He must have lack brains to repeat the same year over and over again.”

He is used to ignoring them and sleeping it off. And his favorite pillow, (Y/N), helped him to dismiss their thoughts.

Leona only asked (Y/N) out because he figured she would be great body pillow. Certainly not her lively and cheerful attitude, nor her bright smile.

Leona asked (Y/N) out for a night date in Savanaclaw. It’s because he wanted to nap in his dorm. It’s absolutely not that Savanaclaw lounge looks romantic at night.

When (Y/N) arrived, she unfortunately heard those.

Leona tugged her arm to lead her to where their date suppose to take but no avail.

“Hold my purse, kitten.” (Y/N) handed her purse to Leona and went where those dorm members stand.

“Hey there is something in your face!” The main jerk looked up “Huh?” Proceeded with a punch to his face. “It was PAIN!” And ended with the guy falling to ground, holding his nose.

“Does anyone else have something on their faces?” The remaining ones shook their head in NO. “Good.” She turned on her heels and went to Leona’s side.

All Leona could do was admire her right hook. He did not think how she wouldn’t feel out of blue in Afterglow Savannah if she were to live there because women in his hometown are strong and fighters.

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Azul Ashengrotto

(Y/N) first caught Azul’s eye when she sat down for 7 hours to read every single detail in his contract and demanded a change in certain conditions. Azul refused to make contract with her then offered her a job in Mostro Lounge.

With persuasion from the twins, Azul gathered courage to ask (Y/N) out. And she accepted.

They often stayed late hours in Mostro Lounge to spend some alone time.

After their quick date followed by closing of Mostro Lounge, Azul walked arm in arm with (Y/N) until the mirror passage. As they were walking, 2 Octavinelle student were messing around.

“Look at me! I’m the crybaby who hides behind two eels!” — “No one is making contract, I’mma cry now!” — “Maybe I can turn my crying into money. I can sell all the ink I cry!” “Nice one dude!”

One look to Azul’s face, (Y/N) understood he would deal with them either personally or the twins would play with them.

Not today Satan!

(Y/N) let Azul’s arm go and slowly approached the duo. “I am (Y/N), you can’t insult my boyfriend like that; prepare to die... socially I mean...” — “What are you saying?”

“I don’t have patience, time nor crayons to explain this to you but I’ll let you on a secret. Sometimes a nasty rumor, which doesn’t have to be true, can ruin someone’s entire school life. Maybe telling everyone your secret wish that you once asked from Azul or you offering a different type of payment to teachers to pass the grade.” — “You can’t do that!” — “I can and I will unless you cut the crap, ask for forgiveness and work for free in Mostro Louge for a week.” — “It’s a deal!”

Azul came to (Y/N)’s side as the two boys run away. Azul once again saw his angelfish using her wits to get what she wants. He knows she didn’t need to do that but he is flattered by the fact that his girlfriend wants to protect him.

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Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim asked (Y/N) out after spending time together after Jamil overblotted.

He is still the sunshine bean that brings smile to everyone’s faces. (Y/N) is as cheerful as Kalim and that’s why he hit it off

Kalim took (Y/N) to another carpet ride as a date. She loves the feeling of wind on her face on top clouds.

As they returned to the dorm, they heard a couple students talking.

“I don’t care what Jamil did. He was right! Kalim is unfit to represent us. After he became prefect, we became the last at everything.” — “How many Kalim can change a light bulb? None because he is too idiot and too incapable to change one. Hehehehe”

(Y/N) saw tears building up on Kalim’s eyes then she snapped. She made carpet to fly over them in law altitude then she jumped down in front of them. “Surprise motherfuckers!” Before anyone can understand what happened. (Y/N) kicked the one that made bulb joke between his legs then held and twist the ear of the other two. “You have 10 seconds to reconsider what you just talked. I suggest not to waste time.”

The trio tried to dismissed what they said but the glare they received made them comply. “Prefect Kalim, we are sorry to make fun of you.”

Kalim as the personification of sunbeams forgave them. Then turned his attention to his beloved. He was impressed by how she jumped down and was ready to protect him without any hesitation. He never thought someone as kind and happy person as her could hide a fighter in her. Not going to lie, he loves seeing this side of hers

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Vil Schönheit

Being with Vil is exhausting. Don’t get her wrong, it’s not him (Y/N) is complaining. It’s the people around them.

(Y/N) started paying more attention to her appearance

(Y/N) was waiting for Vil to get ready, sitting on his bed. Vil had free time that day and they were going out.

As they went out of the room, whispering ensued as always but this time, for the first time, a Pomefiore student bad mouthed about Vil.

“He is compensating his wretched personality with his looks!”

Vil isn’t someone to care opinions of a no-mark but (Y/N) is

“Hold my earrings, my love.” (Y/N) took out her earrings and handed them to Vil. “I’m going to snatch his wig!” — “He’s not wearing a wig...”

“I take it you weren’t burned with overabundance of schooling. You think you’re a Gucci but you’re not even Lacoste. Now apologize before I think your face needs a makeover.” — “Gucci? Lacoste?” — “And I suggest hide your jealousy better. You can’t get near Vil as a fan and you try to make up for it by talking about something that you have no idea on. Honestly I am jealous of people who haven’t met you.”

(Y/N) waves back the boy, going back to Vil’s side then putting her earrings again.

Vil is quite pleased what has occurred. Not only he saw how (Y/N) can destroy someone with just words but he also saw a glimpse of what she thinks of him. Maybe he should hire some people to insult him so he can see this side of hers again.

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Idia Shroud

Idia tries everything he can to stay in his room but there is an anime con that he and (Y/N) are going so he needs to get out of his room.

Idia and (Y/N) dressed up as his favorite anime couple.

Idia left his room voluntarily without any compulsory reason! It became a quick hit topic in Ignihyde.

Idia and (Y/N) went to anime-con and Ortho tagged along to record the ordeal.

They had to return early because some drunk in the con spilt juice on (Y/N).

So they returned NRC then Ignihyde. Ortho left for somewhere as Idia and (Y/N) walked in Ignihyde lounge.

“He doesn’t even go Dorm meeting but doesn’t have a problem with going a stupid con! Idia is an embarrassment to Ignihyde! All he does is play games and ramble about them!”

(Y/N) coughed gathering attention from the group.

Idia freaked out by being in highlight, hand pulled his chest, eyes widened.

“Baby, get behind me.” (Y/N) stepped in front of Idia and strutted to the Ignihyde student that was shit talking. “Pick a God and pray.”

The boy gulped. “Wh-What?!”

“Did I stutter?”

“I don’t know what—“ He threw his hands to air in frustration. (Y/N) grabbed his wrist, twisting and pulling his arm. The momentum caused the boy to fell face forward. (Y/N) still holding his arm twisted, “Now, dear, you’ll apologize and promise that you’ll never speak of Idia that way. Then get out of my face or else..” — “Yes ma’am!” The boy did as he was told.

Idia couldn’t guess in a million years that his goody two shoes girlfriend was capable of pulling this stunt. What he saw right now made him think the fighter beautiful ladies in anime. It was like a dream come true for him.

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Malleus Draconia

People feared Malleus for a really long time that he couldn’t remember anything else.

People avoided and tend to talk behind his back yet those didn’t reach insult level.

Who was stupid enough to dare that?

Malleus asked (Y/N) if she wanted to explore Diasomnia dorm and hear about the gargoyles of Diasomnia.

Of course she would love it. She loves when Malleus goes on about gargoyles for hours. And she is the only member in his club. Plus nightly strolls are their dates.

“He has no friends and no body loves him. For goodness’ sake, his intimating aura makes rest of dorm unapproachable! Can’t he just be gone already!?”

No genius is needed to know who that Diasomnia student was talking about.

Malleus’ mood turned sour immediately. He could curse that boy but this would only prove those wretched rumors.

(Y/N) finds Malleus’ sulking face extremely attractive (he is too attractive to be real) but no one has any right to upset her beloved.

“I’m about to end this man’s whole career.”

“Dear, wait me here. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Off (Y/N) went to defend Malleus’ honor.

“Hi there! Couldn’t help but hear you. Have you ever thought you have no friends because you’re an ass?” — “Who do you think you are? Oh it’s you.” — “It’s me Mario!” — “Huh???”

“Now now, let’s talk shall we? All you do is complain yet you don’t do anything to improve anything. You hold others accountable when you fail while there is no one but you to blame. You’re so wrapped in your tiny bubble that you can’t see outside world. That’s what small minded people do. Whoever told you to be yourself simply couldn’t give you any worse advice.” The guy was left speechless, gaping like a fish out of water. “Close your mouth or else you might swallow a fly.”

(Y/N) went back to Malleus side, winking at him. His heart skipped a beat, thinking this was such a queen act. Defending her beloved with her words. To be fair, Malleus finds everything (Y/N) does a fitting trait for a queen, the way she rambles, snorts, breaths, smiles...

Malleus only wishes he met (Y/N) ages ago.

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Hii!! I just read your response to my request and gaaaaahh!!! It was amazing!!!!! And if you dont mind, I have another request uwu. How would the dormleaders be with a very short male! Reader (who will kick ass if someone makes fun of him with bad intentions) ? Thank youu!! Sakura anon🌸

I’m glad you liked it! 🍎💜

Reader turned out to be g/n, so I hope you don’t mind it. Anyway, on y va!

❤️ you and him would be an absolutely terrifying and deadly duo when it comes to dealing with commentators,

❤️ heartslabyul students have no clue who is scarier when someone makes fun of height – you or riddle

❤️ the answer is - yOu bOtH

❤️ finally someone who is smaller than him. Although it’s just 2cm, it’s still a considerable difference to him and Riddle may remind you about it few times,

❤️ he’s similar to you in one way – Riddle absolutely detests malicious comments regarding his height and they often drives him up the wall,

❤️ generally, Riddle doesn’t mind when you kick someone’s ass, bah, he would join you if he could. Unfortunately, he has a certain image to maintain and he is in no position to violate school rules,

❤️ he lets your outbursts slip and pretends he hasn’t seen them, after all, he’s impartial, right?

❤️ yells at the person who made fun of you in bad way, while you floors him down,

❤️ truly couple goals

❤️ truly supportive,

💛 Leona heard rumors about you flooring down people with such ease after they had made fun of you. He laughed at Ruggie who told him that and dismissed him with a shrug,

💛 You? Small, feeble, lanky you? Taking down a corpulent opponent? No way it could be true.

💛 Leona finds the mere thought of your tiny form kicking someon’es ass amusing. To him, you’re just a feisty kitten trying to scratch big lions around you.

💛 or so he thought.

💛 Leona’s opinion changed dramatically when he saw you fuming with anger with clenched fists, after one of Savanaclaw member made a vicious remark concerning your height. He didn’t even have a chance to react and defeat you. You just casted him a forced, bright smile, before you landed a precise kick on your opponent,

💛 Leona did not expect that,

💛 he was utterly stunned and impressed

💛deep down inside it makes him feel a little bit more assured that you can take care of yourself. But if someone even tries to offend, that person will get his ass kicked twice - by you and Leona, of cours,

💙 we all know how Leech twins solve their problems and deals with any inconveniences they meet on their way, so when Azul found out your way to get rid of bullies, he seemed unbothered and unflappable,

💙 after all, the small ones are the deadliest, at least in this school,

💙 Azul is accustomed to the violence, since he had seen seen Leech twins resorting to it, for yonks,

Oh, you floored down that person? That’s marvelous darling, now let’s return to discussing this contract, shall we?

💙 He absolutely doesn’t mind you roughing up few students or flooring them down. Azul is a calculating businessman, so he often views that as an opportunity to interfere and offer poor, unfortunate soul (who you had just been beaten up) a contract promising to give him the strength,

💙 yes, even from your height Azul can generate benefits,

💙 deep down Azul wishes he had your defending skills when he was bullied in his childhood. It would certainly made things easier for him,

💙 absolutely forbade you to join Leech twins on their “kicking some asses who refused to pay the price” trip,

🧡 when Kalim saw you kicking one guy’s ass for the first time, he was quite speechless but utterly impressed with your skills,

”wooAAH, WHEN DID YOU LEARN THAT”

🧡 asked you to teach him some moves and self-defense techniques much to Jamil’s discontent, as he had to make sure Kalim wouldn’t hurt himself trying to repeat your moves,

🧡 Kalim always makes sure you didn’t hurt yourself after kicking someone’s ass. He tried to persuade you not to resolve to using force, but just to report the situation to Crowley. Let’s just say, you laughed and called headmaster useless,

,,My method is just more effective.” ,,B-but Y/N-”

🧡 it was rather hard to disagree with your statement concerning Crowley,

🧡 deep down he is happy that you’re more than capable of defending yourself, even if he finds the idea of you flooring down 6’0 feet tall human tad scary,

💜 Vil absolutely hates that, he detests that side of yours and finds it unbearable, 

💜he has to cover eventual bruises forming on your delicate skin, tend to them, fix your disheveled state and generally make you look presentable after the fight,

💜 but don’t worry, Vil is more than willing to help you overcome that bad habit of yours, after scolding you for the umpteenth time, of course, 

💜 he is not the type who likes to get his perfectly-manicured hands dirty. Vil much more prefers adding few drops of refined poisons or potions to someone’s drink or harsh, vicious words which would be sufficient to intimidate everyone (maybe with the exception of Malleus),

💜 with him on your side, you wouldn’t have to worry about nasty remarks concerning your height. You wouldn’t even noticed how quickly there was no need for you to resort to violence, 

💜 if not Vil himself then Rook will take care of any people who could offend you in the future, 

💜 may it be a small, “friendly” talk, a bite of refined apple or few drops of special potion, Vil will solve any of your problems tarnishing your beauty,

🖤 he left his room for the first time in a month just to see you flooring down a person in such badass way,

🖤 Idia certainly didn’t expect to experience an anime-like scene in his life. He blinked few times, ensuring it was your tiny figure taking down that guy, 

🖤 in his eyes you looked as cool as anime characters,

🖤you explained to him that you hadn’t learnt that through video games and offered to show him some moves. Idia politely refused, but you quickly convinced him to give it a try,

,,y’know, if you knew at least some basic moves, you wouldn’t get kidnapped by those ghosts” “IT HAPPENED ONCE” 

🖤 needless to say, you accidentally broke his wrist,

🖤generally Idia finds it comforting that you’re capable of defending yourself and doesn’t mind you kicking some asses, 

🖤 but please don’t teach him any self-defense, his bones aren’t ready for such revolution,

💚 after seeing multiple times Lilia brutally and with a bright smile dealing with anyone who dared to diss his height, he truly thought nothing would surprise him in that matter,

💚 well, for once in his long life Malleus was wrong,

💚 he finds it utterly amusing how your small figure takes down much larger than you guys. Lilia even offers to polish your technique, so one day you could surprise Malleus himself, 

💚 Lilia thinks the height difference between you and your boyfriend is cute and he will literally never shut up about this,

,,Big, great lizard and such tiny human, fufufu~~ what a couple” “lilia, I’m literally the same height as you” “I’m centimetre taller”

💚 most of the time, you don’t have to resort to violence,

💚 after the rumor of you dating THE Malleus Draconia run through the whole school, there was simply no need for you to fight off your bullies. Practically no one dared to offend you or make any vicous remark about your height, having in the back of their mind your intimidating boyfriend,

💚 Malleus knows very well that you don’t need his help in those situations, yet just his shadow can make the students tremble in fear and run away, so they don’t even have time to offend you,

me: it’s a normal situation, make Vil just a normal guy

also me: well...👁️👄👁️

Also sorry for the delay with your requests, I’m working on them~!

[tsunonotarou]

Someone different

notes — I really said fuck all the drafts I have and start writing new ones

— Also slight Vil x Reader?? Lol???

: female reader!

*Reader is a normal student in NRC and female!MC will be present in here.

*Please don't ask why reader is female and still be able to attend NRC

"I-I'm so sorry!"

You remember the first day you met him. A clueless little first-year getting lost in the school building and just your luck, you bumped into the head of Savanaclaw after turning a corner.

You could tell he was half asleep, eyes still droopy from his latest nap, an irked expression on his face as he clicked his tongue.

"Watch where you're going next time, herbivore."

He walked away just like that.

"Wow."

The word was out before you even noticed, causing you to immediately slap a palm over your lips, eyes quickly darting towards his direction to see him still walking ahead.

He probably heard you still, considering his sensitive ears.

You couldn't help yourself. Leona Kingscholar was...beyond beautiful. You have heard of him, second prince of Afterglow Savannah, you expected a prince to be attractive but after getting an up close look—wow.

The next time you saw him, it was during his Magift practice with the dorm members.

You saw his leadership. Though posture and words are still lazy and monotonous, you could tell everyone present there respected him. The way he stood, the way he instructed his members, everything about him amazes you.

You wished to converse with him, to interact with him, you wanted to be his friend, someone he considers close with but you could never do that. A perfect chance for you to talk to him won't fall upon you like romance movies and you probably wouldn't bump into him again.

Because you were nothing more than an average student among hundreds in Night Raven College. You could never catch his eyes.

"Oh, what a pure and cute love this is!"

Your senior, Rook Hunt, had suddenly appeared beside you during one of the days when you have your daily 'staring-from-afar' session to admire Leona.

"Mhm. He's very charming, isn't he?"

Rook had teased you, sparing no consideration—not that he was doing it on purpose—to his poor underclassman, gushing about young love, and that you should pursue it with all your heart.

He didn't stop until Vil came, the dorm head asking what were the two of his dorm members were talking about and suddenly your little crush was exposed to the two people you least wanted them to know.

Rook, because of his endless teasing and possibly loud mouth and Vil, because of his cruel judgement.

"Foolish."

He had called you that. Lecturing you about why you should not fall in love with such a man, he had also warned you, telling you to prepare for a heartbreak because if you're only planning to stare from afar like this, you'll never get the love you want.

You were far too concerned by the teasings and lectures, quickly changing the topic and dismissing it as just a small crush, you wouldn't get a heartbreak, you're not even in love with him.

It was just a small crush.

Yeah, just a small crush.

You like to tell yourself that.

"I'm sorry about Rook-senpai earlier..."

Your head was bowed, embarrassed by your vice dorm head's previous actions. You and him had come across Leona during your time in the cafeteria and the blond had basically interrogated the man, throwing questions after another so before Leona could explode, you quickly dragged Rook away, letting out an awkward chuckle and quick apologies.

"Ah?"

His voice was rough, obviously still annoyed by the previous incident and you yelped, backing away a little when he peered you down.

"Oh, you're that herbivore who bumped into me that day."

You remember how fast your heart was beating that day, eyes wide in surprise.

"Whatever, it wasn't you who was annoying me yesterday. That weirdo..."

He clicked his tongue again, ruffling his hair slightly before the irked expression softened (well, somewhat?) to a tired one, already yawning.

It's...two in the afternoon...?

You remember the way you squealed in your bed that night, covered in your warm blanket and rolling around excitedly, didn't bother keeping it down since you had a small, separate room for yourself than being cramped with others.

It wasn't anything special, nor something to be happy about. It wasn't even close to a conversation but somehow, the few minutes spent with him was able to make you happy for hours.

The magicless human had arrived unexpectedly. Tearing into this foreign world and sometimes you pitied her. Thrown into a world that isn't her own and so, so confused with everything that's happening.

Knowing he would be here during this time of the day, probably skipped class to take a nap. You wanted to take a peak, just a little of his sleeping form and see his content, relaxed expression.

The human stepped on his tail, much to your horror. You even thought about trying to calm Leona down if he ever get out of hand but all he did was release an uncomfortable grunt.

He was close, stepping in to take a whiff of her scent and your chest tightened, listening to his amused chuckles directed to her.

It was just a little incident between the two of them, it's not going to be something more. You shouldn't feel jealous over this, you didn't have the right to.

The words of Vil clouded your mind the whole day. Heartbreak? Could it really happen?

When you spend your days admiring Leona from afar, the magicless human had only step closer to him each day. It was subtle at first, never fully befriending him until after his Overblot and—

"She's staying in his room?"

The pain was still fresh and clear. How your mind immediately stopped thinking about everything and anything, focussing solely on the words your friend had told you.

"Oh? You look rather displeased."

You ignored your classmate's usual taunt and tease, his smile still on as he slipped the drink to you but that smile was quickly dropped when he saw your lips tremble with eyes watering.

"Jade! You made her cry!"

It wasn't long until the news of the magicless human got together with Leona Kingscholar spread like wildfire.

And unexpectedly enough, Vil was the first whom came to you after the news.

Even after receiving many silent shakes of head, Vil offered you his shoulder to cry on, his chest to hide your tears stained cheeks in, and you couldn't keep on the facade any longer.

"Foolish."

The word rang in your head loudly, aching it badly.

The magicless human was brave, strong and determined.

You were not.

The magicless human was daring enough to achieve what she want at all costs.

You were not.

She was someone different.

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[A Hyena's Nip] Part 2

Another month passed by and you weren't looking any better. In fact, you looked terrible. Your complexion had turned unnaturally pale and your eyes had dark,heavy bags under them even when you tried to hide it with some of the concealer Epel got you from Vil. Your weight loss shocked Mr. Vargas and Riddle threatened to send you back home himself if Crowley didn't address your condition.

Thus, explains the current situation you were in; Being dragged along by the Heartslyabul boys as Riddle marched through the school halls to get to Crowley's office. He seemed like he was almost on fire and the way Trey held you up made you realise how much of a big brother he looked like then.

"Hey,you really okay there?" Cater was the one who asked, he had his usual perky but nervous smile on when he turned to you. "We could slow down a bit if you're tired"

You clenched your jaws and tried to pull away from Trey's grip, voice shaky yet harsh when you snapped.

"I'm fine. I told you guys, didn't I? Can we just stop this?"

"You look half dead." Riddle refuted, he wasn't looking back to you but you could tell he was scowling. "If you think you can act all suicidal with me, you're wrong. I'll have your head before you end up killing yourself like this."

"You do realize you just threatened me with homicide to avoid a suicide?"

Riddle didn't answer, instead Trey and Cater both looked to you sympathetically and when Crowley's office door was in sight, Riddle swung it open so hard you thought it'll come off.

You were expecting Crowley to jolt from his seat from behind his desk, but the scene that played out was completely different.

Ruggie was in the office, along with Crowley and a small group of students wearing Pomefiore's armband. It looked like Riddle's intrusion had disrupted a conversation but anyone with eyes could tell from the tense expression on everyone that it was more of an argument than a negotiation.

"Mr. Rosehearts,what's the meaning of this? Barging in without notice, and cutting off my very crucial sentence as well. You better have a good explanation for this."

You were placed between Trey and Cater and so he didn't noticed you at first, but then Riddle went and pulled you by the arm and practically shoved you forward. You almost fell if it weren't for Ace and Deuce immediately coming to support you.

"The result of your neglect." Riddle said haughtily and Crowley had to actually look at you to see how different you were from when he last saw you.

"What on earth happened to you?" You didn't expect Crowley to sound so worried but then again you always kinda believed he wasn't such a bad guy in the first place.

Ruggie's expression changed as well. From irritated and annoyed, to extremely surprised and a bit taken aback if not concerned.

"Why the hell did you looked like you were shoved off a cliff?" Was his first thought, the second one being a question that immediately sent alarms blaring in his head.

"What happened to you?"

Ruggie didn't want to consider it was probably from his harsh rejection, but it fit didn't it? He saw you a couple of times after the confession and he wouldn't really say you looked that great, but you didn't look like...this.

You'd pass him in hallways between class exchanges and a few more times during lunch break, but he noted how you always kept your head down, even when he was sure you didn't noticed him there.

Was it all because of what he did?

"Whats happening here...?" You were surprised to hear yourself utter the words despite the heat of bile threatening to puke itself out the moment you saw Ruggie turn his head to look at you.

But you couldn't let your expression fall, because if you did,he would know. Ruggie couldn't know you were crying because of him. A small part of you felt like he didn't deserve it.

"A crime's been committed! Our precious rolls of silk have been stolen!" One of the Pomefiore students said, cheeks heated by irritation.

"From right under our nose too!" Another added.

"And the culprit is standing right with us!"

"Ruggie?" Riddle was the one who spoke up this time, and brows furrowed and lips pursed. You weren't sure the rising irritation came from the fact he didn't care about their stupid silk or because he didn't quite believed their accusation.

You knew it was the second one for you.

"Why would I steal a bunch of stupid silk? The cafeteria sandwiches costs more than those!"

"How dare you! First you steal from us with your measly hands and now you're insulting the materials Vil himself chose? Why is such a lowly person like you even here at this academy? Go back to your den,hyena."

Ruggie's blood boiled at that and he was about to show these damned privileged herbivores what hyenas like him could do to them when someone else stepped forward.

"Take that back!" Your words left you faster than you could process them, and the amount of anger they carried bellied the weak opposition you gave by standing in front of Ruggie.

Your chest was heaving and the floor beneath your feet seemed to sway but you didn't care. You gritted your teeth and shoved an equally accusing finger towards the three students.

"Where the hell is your proof if you're so damned confident that he took them,huh? Running your mouth like a bunch of kindergarteners...Is this what Vil teaches his underclassmen?"

"H-Hey,___...Take it easy, you're wobbling" Ruggie's presence behind you made you dizzy but it felt good to have him near you and hearing him so worried. Call it creepy or pathetic,but when he placed a hand on your shoulder to help balance out your stance, your heart fluttered.

"No. This is wrong. Crowley,you can't let them throw insults like that to other students! Everyone here has their rights to attend despite where they came from or whether or not they're noble, Ruggie is the same! He isn't some thief who goes taking stuff just because he can!"

Crowley stiffened at your bold statement,but he nodded his head and his glowing eyes narrowed. Yes,he shared the same ideal as you. This is not how prestigious students from a prestigious school acts!

"___ has a sound point. If you feel Mr.Bucchi has stolen your goods,I assume you have the proof for it."

The three students shared glances,panicked and doubtful, but when one of them wanted to speak up, Crowley's office door slammed opened.

"HEADMASTER,I MADE A MISTAKE!"

It was Kalim who entered the scene now, and with a very annoyed Jamil and a few Scarabia students carrying rolls of what looked to be silk trailing behind him.

"What in the world?"

"Kalim! Don't go running off like that! The others won't be able to catch up with you." Jamil almost growled out the words but upon seeing that there were others, he pulled back his expression and let out a heavy sigh before pulling Kalim by the collar.

"You're going to cause trouble for people if you don't calm down,Kalim."

"Ah.. Sorry,sorry..."

Kalim lifted his gaze to look at Crowley when his gaze caught the Pomefiore students and almost immediately his expression beamed.

"Jamil! Look,it's them!" He was pointing at the three boys, oblivious to the fact that the tension in the room reared in a rather awkward direction due to his intrusion.

Riddle was the first to disperse this fact, crossing his arms severely as he sent a glare in Kalim's direction.

"It would serve a great purpose if you explain why on earth you're here,Kalim. I thought you were redesigning your dorm today."

"Oh,we were! I even had specially designed carpets to replace the old ones we have but then when I came to take them... Well...", Kalim hung his head low,hands scratching the nape of his neck.

Jamil shook his head and gestured the other students to step forward.

"It seems like Kalim took something other than the carpets by accident."

The Pomefiore students had their expression warped as they watched the Scarabia students bring forward the rolls of silk they had lost, and hearing the sneering hum of Ruggie beside them as the realization of the truth unfurled before them.

"I guess my excitement got the better of me again. But I wanted to give them back of course! So I went to your office, Headmaster so we could fix this but looks like everything sorted on its own!" Kalim let out a laugh as Jamil sighed once more and Riddle shook his head.

You on the other hand was going to fall flat on your face from the sudden dizziness hazing up your thoughts when Ace and Deuce immediately came to support you.

Tethering on your toes, you sent them a grateful smile but didn't dare look back to Ruggie.

Crowley dismissed the whole thing instantly after matters between Pomefiore and Scarabia were settled, though he left the boys who accused Ruggie with a warning before making them apologize.

Riddle made sure Crowley came to give you proper care with whatever it is you needed at your dorm, even when you told them all you wanted was sleep.

They did walk you back though, Ace and Deuce making light conversation while Trey and Cater discussed your schedule with Riddle. Apparently your seniors felt that you weren't handling your time properly and thus took it on themselves to ensure you had a good guideline to go along with.

You wanted to sigh and tell them to stop fussing over you but it somehow felt nice, being cared for when all you were feeling was the deadpan weight of your own doubts crushing your form. They really did feel like family and for a moment,you actually forgot about Ruggie.

Until, of course, he came knocking on your door a few hours after. The night already began blanketing the dorm when you came down from your room and opened your front door to see Ruggie staring right at you.

You had asked Grim to get it at first but then he began whining and kept bothering the ghosts to do it until you decided that it was better (and quicker) to do it yourself. Though, you were definitely regretting that choice now.

"Hey" Ruggie threw a small wave, lips parted in a smile that revealed his canines. You tried to not look dazed, to act like you completely forgot the day's incident, but it was a lot harder to play dumb when your stomach was lurching about at the mere sight of him.

What was wrong with you? Ruggie had blew you off and made you feel disgusted with your sexuality. You should've hated him by now.

And yet, you waited a second longer to drink up the sight of him before speaking.

"Hi."

It's not the fact that you sounded so soft that made Ruggie clear up his throat, it was the sudden feeling of warmth budding inside his stomach from remembering what you did today that left him feeling off.

"So,um,I just wanted to sa—"

"Did you want to come in?" You unintentionally cut him off,taking him by surprise as Ruggie's brows arched and he stood there underneath your doorframe just staring at you with his curious eyes.

You had to blink twice before scratching the back of your neck and hastily apologizing to which Ruggie replied with a dismissive wave and a casual "Yeah sure" to your invitation.

You didn't know which was worst; Ruggie acting like he didn't emotionally scar you or the hot swell of blush tinting your cheeks.

"I could get you a drink or something if you want?"

You were trying to find a way to escape this situation, clinging to the hope of Ruggie just changing his mind and walking away. But then he shook his head and crossed his arms, his gaze turning still once it focused on you.

"I wanna talk to you about today" He said, then added, "And about the other day,when you confessed."

The lump in your throat seemed to shift into a heavy weight which dropped to the pit of your stomach and grated along your inner walls. The way Ruggie was looking at you then brought back the pain of hearing his words on that fateful day, where you poured out your heart and watched as Ruggie trampled on it before leaving you alone to count the shards of your broken heart.

You wanted to sit down, but your legs felt shackled and all you could really do was just look up at him.

Ruggie felt like punching himself in the face as he stared at your pleading eyes. You were desperately trying to tell him to leave weren't you? He didn't have to hear the words to understand the deep remorse you were holding back in your gaze.

He knew damn well that if he moved to touch you, you'd break down crying, and really,he wouldn't blame you. Not after what he did.

See,Ruggie was convinced that the reason he acted the way he did to you was because he wanted to spare you the heartbreak of a relationship that probably wouldn't have lasted long but if he was being honest now which he was, Ruggie did it because he was scared. You were both boys attending an only boys academy goddamn it, the fact that you had came up to him and confessed cause a panic to stir inside him.

Ruggie wasn't all that experienced with girls, having another guy like you that way was something out of his comfort zone. So, he lashed out. He admits that. He didn't know how to react, didn't felt safe trying to tell you how he felt.

He knew he didn't hate you, but did he like you the way you liked him? Could he like you so intimately? There shouldn't be anything wrong with that, and yet...

Ruggie had to run his fingers through his hair before biting the insides of his cheek and finally breaking the silence.

"First off, thanks for having my back when those prissy stuck ups jabbed their fingers at me for stealing their silk. I didn't really expect anyone to come in to help me like that. Especially not you, at least not after what I did," He was talking so rapidly, eyes seemingly flaring as he watches you fidget. "And secondly, about your confession that day and what I said and how I said them, look I didn't seem to care then but—" Ruggie paused, jaws tensing up before he clenched them hard.

You wanted to run away from this. You weren't ready. Your heart was going to get broken again.

Ruggie's gaze softened suddenly despite his body remaining stiff and awkward in your presence. He looked like he wanted to whisper a secret to you and somehow you felt yourself falling for him again.

It was so pathetic, you didn't even realized you began crying until Ruggie came to grab you by your shoulders.

"Hey,hey,don't cry! Shit,fuck." He lifted his gaze to the staircase, noting the sounds of other people upstairs. No footsteps seemed to abruptly stop or move in a direction that indicated someone was coming down, but Ruggie still moved you further from it in case someone did decide to check on you.

"I'm sorry" You mumbled, furiously wiping your tears with the sleeves of your shirt. "Sorry, sorry, I'll stop, I'll..."

You couldn't. Your tears seemed endless. The weight of suppressing all that emotion finally caught up with you, didn't it?

This was not how Ruggie imagined this meeting to end up like. He was expecting some backlash, a sort of bitterness and anger on your side, but this? This was a disaster.

You looked so vulnerable. Damn it, you probably are! Shoulders slumped and body shivering as your cheeks flushed red and your voice cracked each time you spoke. Ruggie thought only girls cried this hard, but he overlooked the fact that you've always been a soft hearted person, you always seemed to be a bit more sensitive compared to most.

And for fuck's sake, boys cry and get hurt too.

Guilt was slapping him hard on the face, and it stung like the time he was affected by Leona's unique magic. Had he hurt you this bad? He didn't know you liked him this much to allow him to dishevel you in this manner.

Or maybe he did know and he was just being a jerk.

"____,please don't cry. I can't talk to you like this if you keep crying. Hey,here take this"

He took a small handkerchief and wiped away your tears, so gentle and tentatively, it had you staring at him as if you were looking up to some kind of caretaker.

"I know what I said was kinda shitty but I just didn't know how to react. We're both boys so it was pretty off course when you said you liked me...and that made me freak out"

God, why was he mumbling?

"Thing is I never thought anyone would like a nobody like me,okay? I come from a dump, probably would've stayed there if I didn't get enrolled here and girls back home always liked the bigger guys,the ones like Leona or Jack"

"You're better off being with someone else,that's what I wanted to say, what I wanted to tell you that day"

Ruggie was holding up your face with both his hands now, and for once, you actually saw how hurt he was by his own words, how vulnerable he looked.

You were sniffling and breathing hard, unable to actually talk, but when Ruggie's expression turned into a painfully tight one and he suddenly engulfed you in a hug. You swore your heart stopped.

"R-Ruggie..?"

"Shut up."

He was so close to you then, the way his voice sounded was like a growl and you clamped your lips shut.

"I'm a fucking loser,____." Ruggie said, through gritted teeth. "That's something I had to come to terms with a long time ago, and you getting hurt like this is proof of it. Even now, I'm just talking about myself. I didn't even say sorry. Don't you see that? I lashed out on you cause you had the nerves to say you liked another guy, and I'm here still pretending I could be king."

What a heavy thing to say out loud. But, somehow it gave you strength.

Your hands gripped onto Ruggie and furiously you buried your face in his chest,aware of it taking him by surprise as you felt his body went stiff.

"I still like you." You mumbled, voice muffled. Ruggie furrowed his brows.

"What are you—"

You gripped his body harder, making him groan as you pulled him into a tighter hug. Your chest burning with clarity.

"Loser or King, I'll always like you and I'll keep saying it until you like yourself too."

You lifted your head, eyes tear stained but lips pulled into a small smile as you took in Ruggie's stunned expression.

"So you better make up for being a jerk and make me fall for you again."

[yuurei20]

Vil Info Compilation Part 3: Effort

Vil seems to prioritize effort over everything else, dismissing the Wish Upon a Star event because “the very notion of eschewing had work in favor of pinning your hopes on a star is inherently flawed”.

When Trey attempts to collect a wish for the event Vil refuses, as “hoping for a miracle without putting in the work to make it happen is the epitome of indolence. I make my own miracles.”

He eventually makes the wish of “quit nagging me right now” just to get Trey to leave.

Vil explains that he dislikes “people who give up before they even begin” and that he “personally, would rather die than play it safe” and “there are no shortcuts to achieving perfection”.

We get more insight into Vil’s mindset in Book 5 where he says, “sometimes, the more capable you become, the harder it gets to endorse yourself”, “spare me the infantile notion that hard work guarantees a reward” and “the idea that hard work is always rewarded is utter drivel only true in fairy tales”. He says that, “If you do something, you must do it to perfection”.

During the school’s opening ceremonies Vil tells Jack, “You’ll never grow if you constantly rely on others for guidance” and tells his dorm’s newest students that he “will not accept half-hearted efforts”.

Vil says that “plenty of people” have described him as “stoic”, but he seems nothing unnatural about “simply putting in the work necessary to achieve (his) goals”.

When Ace asks if there aren’t any spells that can skip the diet and training parts of self-improvement and make them instantly attractive, Vil says that magic can only “create a temporary illusion of beauty and allow someone to indulge in a brief dream”, but what he seeks is “genuine, authentic aesthetic perfection. Like the Fairest Queen who earned the Magic Mirror’s recognition.”

Vil references the Fairest Queen fairly often, saying that her “tenacity” and how she “gave her utmost effort to achieve her ideals” is “precisely why she was called the fairest one of all”, which may well be the motivation behind Vil’s own tireless work ethic.

Vil says he never dares to miss an opportunity to accentuate his beauty even further, and Jade says, “It is in Vil’s nature to eternally pursue self-improvement. He is an ambitious man. Exercising in the morning, writing columns during break, modeling after class…and to top it all off, he executes his job as housewarden with aplomb. I’m in awe.”

Jade describes Vil as “strict, both towards himself and others”. However, after temporarily serving as Vil’s assistant, Jade says that in comparison to “someone” he knows satisfying Vil was “like child’s play” and that his “stay at Pomefiore was like a well-deserved break”.

Vil has voices lines about being more than willing to get himself dirty to win (“I’ll show you that there’s more to me than simply beauty”) and having no respect for people who don’t strive to win.

Rook says that “Vil never slacks off, whether he’s learning or training. That’s one of the reasons he commands such respect.”