#Twisted Wonderland Rook

[chihuahuat0by]

Gonna catch up on these boys

[tamagotchimii]

This is a redraw of Rook in Savanaclaw w his official desing ^ ^

[a-twistedheartslonging]

[fairlyabookie]

the things you do that got them head over heels (part 4)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | feat. third years ! more in coming :>

Malleus - Ice cream date

There was nothing about going out on an afternoon outing after class for an ice cream venture, Malleus thought to himself. The thought of having one was alluring after a tiresome day of classes and homework. He could picture the preserved sweetness, the creamy goodness. Oh, he would love to spend a pretty penny to consume one right now.

Of course, he had to take you into his little adventure of getting ice cream. Malleus certainly wanted the company to ensure he wasn’t the only one getting the delectable; why not share the wonderful goodness that was ice cream together? You couldn’t refuse, go along with your companion for a bowl of ice cream goodness.

Matter of fact, he was glad he had you he couldn't ask for this merry moment - the others would deem Malleus intimidating to go with, Sebek and SIlver was already busy with club activities and training, and Lilia.. Lilia would coax the younger to ask a friend out - besides, didn’t Malleus already make a friend? He definitely implicated you for Malleus.

“Whoa, Malleus, you’re seriously craving ice cream THAT much?!” Your eyes pop out of your head when you witness a grand portion of ice cream from Malleus’ clutches. Amusement graces the fae’s lips, “I did tell you that I’m craving it today; besides, we can share, can we?” You can picture a large draconic tail wagging back and forth.

Vil- window shopping/ trying out new clothes

Vil always experimented with style and, as always, looked good doing it. He’d set trends, and upcycle vintage for a new, refreshing one. Such transformations would send waves upon waves of adoration from his fanbase and onlookers alike, nothing short of Vil’s prowess in impeccable style and attention to detail.

You, on the other hand, try to hold yourself back from buying too many clothes; your closet was practically bursting from your last bulk purchase of new attire. The urge to deep clean and reorganize everything was strong; yet your tendency to seek fashion was stronger. You were dying for a little window shopping trip - just to see the latest fashion trends, the prices of said attire, and the clearance racks.

Vil was more than happy to accompany you, often offering his card to just see you fluster and refuse the card, even though he personally thought the attire the both of you were peering at definitely suited your style. He genuinely loved spending time with you, walking around the mall, and browsing through clothes for a moment or two. He’d even encourage you to purchase it, showering you with compliment,s and even promises to help clean up your closet when the time was ripe.

“Oh, please, [Reader]. That top would absolutely compliment the bottoms you have!” He shows you the aforementioned attire. Your eyes light up, taking a mental picture of the top with an outfit you already had at home. “Oh my gosh, Vil. That’s perfect!” Before you can get your hopes up, you had to peer at the price tag. “Uh uh, don’t even think about the price. I’ll pay for it, [Reader]. My treat.”

Idia - insane gacha luck

The both of you were gamers through and through, spending time in Idia’s room grinding the day away to get the amount of resources required for a certain character you obtained. Sometimes, this would merit occasional check ins with Ortho to ensure the both of you were eating properly.

Whether his room would be filled with silence or the next hit from his favorite idol group, your grumblings, jubilations and musing would cause a clamor. You’d show Idia the results of your labor, showcasing the new stats for the character you were grinding on.

If you two played the same game, he’d one-up you with the same character he had but with the bigger stats, sending you into a competitive streak. No way you can let Idia beat you on YOUR game- you feel the flames of war ignite in your spirit - it’s so on.

“There is no way you can beat ME, the KING of GAMING! I’ve already ascended him, not once, twice but THREE TIMES! Oh yeah, baby, I can CRUSH you if we go 1v1!” Your jaw drops to the ground as soon as Idia's phone comes to your line of vision. You cannot believe this man before you, his build on such character dwarfing yours. Could it be whaling or just getting very lucky with the grind? “Dude, dude, I get it; you definitely whaled.” Idia gasps, a horror-stricken expression befalling his pale complexion. “LE GASP I did NOT!”

Rook - sharing your passions

Rook goes absolutely heart eyes the minute you talk about your passions, your loves and your crushes. He is all ears, watching you with nothing but love in his body language. In the case you ever falter, he’d encourage you to keep going. Holding back isn’t an option.

If there are any events related to your interests, he’d be the one accompanying you, helping you carry your things and help you with pictures for your plushies if you bring them along. He’d even invest in bringing matching merch with you, even surprising you.

In addition to you sharing your passions, he’d even share his - the both of you sharing a space together where you can express yourselves and your hobbies and passions. In the time that you ever feel flustered about saying too much, Rook is your enabler. Whether it be an impulsive purchase you’ve made for your favorite character or a must-buy from a recommendation, Rook is 100% enabling everything so you can feel happier and closer to your idol.

“Oh la la, my dear! I see you’ve brought your little plushies! How should we go about with the pictures? With the lightsticks or not?” You couldn’t seem to wipe off the silly grin on your face when your classmate pets the plushies you’ve brought along to the event. He also brings his pair of plushies, all perfectly encaged in a cute bag.

[honehonn3honey]

twisted wonderland monster AU

A little personal challenge inspired by this reading the monster list , where just based on the written features I make my drawings to improve my creative skills. Take a closer look

1 2 3 4

I plan to finish the whole list, hope you can soon see your favorite

[ueidesign]

ROOK HUNT

MOUSE CURSOR

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[rizdoodles]

Daddy Mommy Vil!👑

Oh no! The Pomefiore students have turned into little babies! 🏹🍎🦅

Poor Vil... he’s going to need a lot of patience to handle these kids.

But I’m sure he’ll do just fine!

He has the maturity for this kind of situation💪💯

Funfact: I’m sure that when Pépito was a child, she often put objects in her mouth to show that they belonged to her...

[deluxe-rabbitsu]

BIRTHDAY BOYYYY ♪(´▽｀) 🎉💞💞🎉🎉💞🎉

quick little doodle because he's so cute

[svaints]

Pounce on you even.

[eze-3]

I see you~

[yourfbiagen1]

I started tweaking when I saw his card

[twstafterdark]

Kisses

Author's note: Ever wondered how he kisses you?

Content: established relationship | headcanons | suggestive but lowkey horny if you read between the lines

Malleus Draconia

Kisses to Malleus are like pecks on the cheek, endearments on the forehead, and light sniffles on locks of hair. Such gifts were imparted by Lilia, as the fae grew to the present day, to remind him that he was loved and cared for. These were then transferred as gifts to Sebek and Silver from when they were children, from Malleus and Lilia, to which the same sentiment was shared so they wouldn’t be afraid to love. 

Kisses, for Malleus, meant imparting something more than familial love; love that went beyond his familial ties with Lilia, Silver, and Sebek, but a profound craving of you that consumed his very being. He thought of how to approach you on the topic of love, watching your lips part as you spoke. 

He thought of how to kiss you - should he steal your breath away with a singular kiss, or should he approach you softly, letting your lips naturally meet into a gentle lock? Such thought occupied the fae’s mind as he glimpsed your eager smile. 

He sweeps you off your feet, watching moonlight bathe your silhouette with bright light. He indulges himself to you, hungrily seeking your taste with his forked tongue. You let out a surprised gasp, opening your mouth slightly ajar for him to take in every corner of your mouth. 

He takes pleasure in your expression, his hand itching downwards to your waist to hold you close. You shiver in his arms, trying to catch up with his pace. Yet, he gives pauses, pressing his forehead against yours as he whispers words that can only be heard by you: “Child of man, may I partake in you for tonight?”

Floyd Leech

Floyd watches your figure reading a book, woefully thinking to himself on what to do to assuage his boredom. Surely, he can make do with himself and read a book too, but the boy had other ideas. “Nee, nee, [Reader]? Wanna try kissing?” 

Such a question startled you - what was Floyd doing with this? You perk an eyebrow to your partner, who merely gives you a toothy grin. Did he want to speed things up in your relationship, or was he simply pulling your leg? You put down your book, hoping for the latter. 

Entertaining Floyd being your forte, you consent to his whims, anticipating a light kiss on your lips. What you got instead was a kiss that felt like no other - one that was surprisingly gentle yet dominating, languid and steady. You feel a hand creep on your back as if to keep you steady and close to Floyd’s frame. 

You could feel yourself shivering from his kiss, your hands wandering to his shoulders. Floyd was taking control of the kiss, overwhelming you sweetly with a move you didn’t expect him to do. He pushes you onto the bed, entrapping your attention to the kiss as he lets his hands wander down your body. 

Heat rushes up your cheeks and ears as you notice the palpable tension between you and your lover. Dull copper and graphite stare at you, a toothy grin a haunting image of delight. “[reader], is today okay?” He asks, playful words dancing at his lips.

Rook Hunt

Rook was often one to give you kisses, whether it be kisses on the back of the hand or playful air ones that he’d send your way when you’d pass him by. He knew how to press your buttons, flustering you in the process when he’d impart you such gifts. 

At times, you’d ponder to yourself on how to reciprocate his love, thinking on what ways you can prove that you also love him back. Finally, you came to an ultimatum: giving him a kiss back. 

You thought to yourself, thinking that such a gesture would be unoriginal, but you perished the thought. This was you returning the favor to Rook, where he had to give you so much love, and in return, since you deemed it appropriate, was a kiss. 

Rook gives pause, feeling your lips land on his. Delight could best describe the warm sensation permeating throughout Rook - why his beloved had given him a kiss! Sure, you had taken him by surprise with such a gesture, but he was more than happy to reciprocate it nonetheless. 

He laces his fingers with yours, his other hand taking you by the small of your back as if he were assuming a waltz position and joining your lips to a dance of passion. He lets himself go to your pace, watching your reaction as he lets a tease or two into the kiss. Only then, do you lose breath, bringing forth a sliver of spittle to spill from your lips. 

[poritora]

Oh Savanaclaw Rook…

[lotuswish]

˗ˏˋ what loving you feels like to them (pt. 5 - pomefiore) ♛ .ᐟ

synopsis: have you ever wondered what falling in love feels like for each twisted wonderland boy? this series explores love from their perspective-how their personalities, experiences, and desires shape what loving you means to them.

featured character(s): vil schoenheit, rook hunt, epel felmier.

content warning(s): none

a/n: what loving you feels like to them might occasionally use the same words, but those words mean something a little different for each of them. it might sound familiar, but it's still their own!

link(s): (masterlist) (pt. 1 - scarabia) (pt. 2 - savanaclaw) (pt. 3 - heartslabyul) (pt. 4 - ignihyde) (pt. 5 - you are here) (pt. 6 - octavinelle) (pt. 7 - diasomnia)

vil schoenheit

loving you feels like an act of transformation for vil schoenheit, one that is as beautiful as it is unsettling. he has spent his life perfecting every detail of himself—his appearance, his talents, his reputation. he’s used to admiration, to being adored from a distance, and he knows how to control that image. but loving you is different. it’s raw, unpolished, and utterly beyond his control, a vulnerability he isn’t accustomed to showing. and yet, for all its unpredictability, it’s the one thing that feels flawlessly, unequivocally right.

vil is someone who has always chased excellence, striving for an ideal he’s convinced will earn him the recognition and fulfillment he craves. loving you, however, forces him to confront a different kind of perfection—one that doesn’t come from flawless appearances or achievements, but from the connection you share. it’s strange for him, at first, to realize that you don’t love him because of his carefully curated image, but because of the person beneath it. you see the vil who is fiercely ambitious, deeply disciplined, and occasionally insecure, and you love him anyway. that acceptance both unnerves and soothes him, making him feel more human than he’s ever allowed himself to be.

loving you feels like stepping off a stage into the unknown. he’s so used to playing a role, even in his personal life, that allowing himself to be vulnerable feels like risking everything. but you don’t demand perfection from him; you remind him that it’s okay to stumble, to falter, to let someone else carry the weight every now and then. your love is a mirror that reflects back not only his beauty but also his flaws, and somehow, you make him feel like both are worth cherishing.

at the same time, loving you ignites his protective instincts. vil is used to being in control, and the idea of losing you—this person who sees him, truly sees him—frightens him in a way he won’t easily admit. he wants to shield you from the harshness of the world, to ensure you never doubt your worth the way he sometimes doubts his own. his love for you becomes a mix of pride, vulnerability, and a fierce determination to be someone worthy of your affection.

for vil, loving you feels like standing in front of an unfinished canvas. it’s not perfect, not polished, but it’s alive with potential, vibrant with color, and undeniably beautiful in its imperfection. it’s a reminder that the most meaningful things in life aren’t always flawless, and that sometimes, the greatest beauty comes from being unapologetically, authentically human. with you, he doesn’t need to be perfect; he just needs to be himself, and that is enough.

rook hunt

loving you feels like an endless hunt for rook hunt, a thrilling pursuit of discovery that never ceases to fascinate him. for someone who sees beauty in everything, who marvels at the world with poetic reverence, loving you is like finding the rarest gem—one he can study and admire for a lifetime, yet still feel like there’s more to uncover. you are his magnum opus, his greatest fascination, and the very embodiment of the mystery he so adores.

for rook, love is not passive. it is vibrant, passionate, and consuming. loving you feels like standing in the middle of a grand stage where every word, every movement, every shared moment is poetry in motion. he notices everything about you—the tiniest quirks, the subtlest shifts in your expression, the way your voice lilts when you speak. and yet, no matter how much he observes, you remain a puzzle he’s delighted to piece together, one fragment at a time.

loving you also brings him a profound sense of fulfillment, because for all his admiration of the world’s beauty, you are the one who holds his heart. it’s a paradox that he relishes: though he loves the chase, he also cherishes the comfort of being near you, of knowing you are his to adore. it feels like balancing on the edge of a knife, a thrilling blend of passion and peace that keeps him utterly captivated.

but love, for rook, is not without its vulnerability. he gives his heart so freely, so completely, that the idea of losing you is a fear he cannot ignore. it’s rare for him to feel hesitation or doubt, but with you, he finds himself wanting to protect, to nurture, to ensure that you feel just as adored as he makes you. his love is intense, but it is never overbearing; it is an offering, a gift he hopes you’ll accept as fully as he gives it.

loving you, to rook, feels like standing at the edge of an infinite horizon. it is breathtaking and boundless, an adventure that will never grow dull. you are his muse, his masterpiece, and the greatest treasure he’s ever had the privilege to find. in you, he sees the embodiment of everything he cherishes—beauty, mystery, and the joy of discovery. and for as long as he loves you, which is to say forever, he will dedicate himself to celebrating everything that makes you extraordinary.

epel felmier

loving you feels like proving himself to epel felmier, a challenge that pushes him to grow stronger, braver, and more certain of who he is. epel has spent much of his life battling against others’ perceptions, trying to break free from being underestimated or seen as fragile. loving you feels like a battle of a different kind—not one against the world, but against his own insecurities. it’s the kind of fight he’s proud to take on because, for once, he’s not just proving himself to others—he’s proving himself to you.

to epel, loving you is tied to his desire to be seen for who he truly is. he doesn’t want you to see him as delicate or soft; he wants to be your strength, your protector, someone you can rely on. earning your respect means more to him than simple admiration—it’s about proving his strength and worth to you. and yet, even when you show him that you love him exactly as he is, with all his contradictions and complexities, it still surprises him. it makes him feel something he’s not used to feeling: contentment. your love quiets the part of him that’s always restless, always trying to prove something. it makes him feel like he’s enough.

loving you is both exhilarating and humbling for epel. you challenge him in ways no one else does, not by questioning his strength, but by encouraging him to embrace every part of himself. you remind him that it’s okay to be soft sometimes, that he doesn’t always have to fight to be taken seriously. with you, he learns that there’s strength in vulnerability, in letting his guard down, and in being honest about what he feels. it’s not an easy lesson for him, but it’s one he treasures because it comes from you.

at the same time, loving you makes him fiercely protective. he wants to be the one who shields you from harm, who stands by your side no matter what. his love for you is unshakable, steady, and loyal to the core. you’re not just someone he admires—you’re someone he’s willing to fight for, someone who makes him want to be better, not for the world, but for you.

for epel, loving you feels like a kind of freedom he never knew he needed. it’s the freedom to be himself without worrying about judgment or expectations. it’s the thrill of being challenged and the comfort of being understood. loving you is a balance of passion and tenderness, strength and softness, and it makes him feel alive in a way nothing else ever has. you are his pride, his joy, and the one person he’ll always strive to protect while showing the strength and determination he’s always wanted to be recognized for.

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[mrsrookhunt]

Yuu’s Pajama Rook Reaction

Yuu: *bursting into Rook’s room* Happy Birthd—

Yuu: …

Rook: …

Yuu: Could you… stand up for me? Just for a sec

Rook stands, suspicious

Yuu: Would you say you’ve… awoke to such a clatter you arose from your bed to see what was the matter?

Rook: 😐

[honehonn3honey]

What happens to this empty place, waiting for my arrival...

Rook in my heart. You can read the monster list here @lustlovehart

[Alt under the cut]

This is the original version but God, I don’t see anything else and I didn’t want others to get hurt watching

Now here I put my thoughts as I drew him:

I think our beautiful creature doesn't really have a human anatomy, his limbs are long and with very little muscle covering. Their bones could click together if it fully manifested. Claws replacing part of the bony fingers and nails. You could feel the long ribs behind that thick sack

He doesn’t need beyond his big and cool gothic sack to cover his abnormal appearance, after all the is no more shadows and fog for everyone’s eyes

The darkness consumes you from the pores, in each puff of lungs, you could become one with him and he would be delighted

I feel that it is detached from all worldly, but I would keep a thing or two of those who most appreciate... like the feathers of Neige or a brooch of Vil