#Vil please you're still the best... But.... The dress....

[k-looking-glass-house]

Oooowwww myyyy !!!!

Look at himmm, you did such an amazing job !! And sooo faaaast !!!

I am so impressed !!!! Yes... The dress is perfect on him... It's almost criminal...(It's actually so good on his SD chibi form... But not so on the whole live2d ahah I tried... And failed... So I am happy to see him in the iconic dress !! Thank youuu !!)

No but really.... The gradient color, the glitter effect, the sequins one... It's so good.

Also... Please... Please... The eyeshadooooww... Glitter.... I am crying

I also loveee the multiple version with the boa fur, no fur... And.... With the apple hairclip.

I am staring at it.... It's a very very verryyyy good job !!!

(the person here is so impressed by the gradient color....and how the dress and cut fall together... )

Some Neige edits I did about the current event! ♥ man I wanna him here SO badly! he looks so wesome with dress, please, say thanks to @k-looking-glass-house who made a costume based on this Snow White doll, I, on the other hand, drew Neige with the doll's clothes, but without her editing, I wouldn't have been able to see it! Thank you very much again, she is a very poor edi since I couldn't have the chibi in better quality, but I tried hard to make it look good!

[slashingdisneypasta]

Cruella De Vil x Fem!Seamstress!Reader || Oneshot

Plot: Plot?... uh, I saw a picture on Pinterest of a bat corset (From JanesCorsets on Etsy) and wanted to see my wife in it XD Thats pretty much it. But um. Uh- This'll do;

You sew your boss into her outfit for the party tonight and some unexpected feelings come to life in the pit of your belly. And maybe other places, up higher.

When Cruella notices... she offers you a deal.

Warnings: Reader has a wandering eye and there's a splash of blackmail on Cruella's end.

Tagging: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @ghouletka , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , and @ryantryan6969 .

She looked amazing in the bat corset and skirt- and thankfully, it wasn't made of bat skin.

... it was painted crocodile leather and silk lining. But still, the fact that you managed to talk the fashion hawk of London out of killing a 50 bats for her corset and skirt combo, was an achievement.

And she really did look good in it. As you sewed her into it (Yes, the outfit needed to be sewed around her), you couldn't help but notice that fact. And not in a seamstress kind of way- in a lesbian way. Vaguely you were aware that these thoughts were unprofessional, thoughts like fuck is this woman hot and maybe i should do some last-minute adjustments to the breast plate,.. but also, working for her was unprofessional to start with. The House of De Vil was more like a battle field or Italy with the Borgia Family in charge; filled with betrayal and visciousness. So merely noticing Cruella's tits didn't really seem like that big a sin.

Once you'd managed to sew the back of Cruella's corset closed tightly, so she could not slouch and so it wouldn't come loose, you take your little thread scissors and cut the string free. Then you make sure that all the string is hidden away, and no loose ends hang free... then back up to get a good look at the outfit as a whole.

... good work, if you do say so yourself. (Its not as if she'll tell you so, after all. The cold, wicked bitch that she is- even if she is remarkably appealing all of a sudden)

As you smirk and appreciate your excellent handy work (Why be humble, anyway?? You weren't hired for humble), Cruella becomes impatient. "... Well?? Are you finished?? It looks like the drawing, so I assume you are- "

"-'It looks like the picture'?? Cruella, this is a masterpiece." You snap back, waiving a hand dismissively at her. You were never one to let your work by unappreciated- even by Cruella De Vil. Never. "Take it in!; you got a wall fulla' mirrors here. The dress, and the woman in it, look beautiful."

"Ugh, honestly. You are a pest Y/N." Cruella snaps back, rolling her eyes and scowling with those pretty painted lips of hers. She doesn't, however, threaten your job like she would anyone else for the lip you just gave her. Why?? Well you both know you're the best in your field. You can speak to her any way you want- she'll never risk you getting scooped up by a competitor. All her best outfits have been by you. Have had your name sewed minutely on the inside somewhere.

... For example, this particular outfit, has you name sewed into one of the breast cups- and right now as you look at her you're quite pleased you decided to put it there this time.

Cruella's eyes stray from her form in the mirror to you; catches your gaze on her chest. " -what are you looking at??"

"My work, madam." You shrug, smoothly, brushing it off with a sarcastic tone and lifting your eyes to hers- a challenging look on your face. ... is she gonna say anything?

Her eyes, so like a snake's from beneath a rock, settle on you darkly and challenge you right back. You wish you could say this was out of the ordinary, that you didn't often engage in optical battle with your employer; but you cant. This is a regular occurrence. So you don't have any trouble giving her the eye right back for a few moments.

"... I could've sworn you were staring at my chest, darling, like some common pervert. Am I wrong??" She knows she's not wrong. You know she's not wrong.

... You part your lips to say something, but the hesitation was just enough chance for her to strike. Damnit. With her hands (Claws) on her defined hips, Cruella narrows her eyes. "-because if you were, I'd have to file a harassment complaint- or something else silly, that the board always waffle on about." For a split second, you feel frustrated- but then Cruella simpers. She pouts her lips, and bats her eyelashes. She approaches you in that skin tight black leather bat corset and while you stand there perfectly relaxed, albeit a little honestly surprised, Cruella curls a loose strand of your hair around one of her talons. "... or," Or? "We could come to some sort of agreement? What do you think?"

Narrowing your eyes suspiciously, you squint at her. "... -are you serious??"

"As the plague, darling!" Her eyes go wide, almost innocent. When you don't respond, she sighs huffily with impatience. "Look- I haven't had a woman in months because of work. And I know you haven't had a woman in months- yes, I'm well aware you're a lesbian, dear." Well, its not as if you hide it; there's a sapphic erotica novel sitting on your desk that you've been flipping through on lunch breaks. "And I also know, that neither of us are going to meet anyone outside of work for months still, because I'm about to push the work load even further," That gives you pause, and you almost drop your jaw in outrage. She's what!?- Goddamit, this woman already has you all working 10 hour days in this hellhole- but Cruella just goes on. "So, I suggest that since we work so closely, together, anyway... -and also since you're not terribly offensive to be around... that we... " She shrugs, that pouty simpering 'innocent' look once again on her pretty face. "Make the best of it. Hm?"

With this woman's fingers in your hair, and her heated eyes on you, and her cleavage in front of you- it seems like a dream opportunity.

But you're not a dumb woman.

After an obvious look downwards towards her breasts, you give her pointed, raised-eyebrow-look. "What's the catch?"

She shrugs. She knows you're not a dumb woman. "You forfeit the chance to find a meaningful relationship outside of work, your whole life stays at work, I own you pretty much... but I already do, so that doesn't really change, does it?"

"... you own me??" You ask, deftly. Hmm... you kinda like that.

"What?.. You didn't read your employment contract?" She smiles broadly, and you're not sure if she's joking or not to be quite honest. Because no, you did not. Not fully; You were drinking when you signed it.

To be quite honest, though, you don't particularly care right now. She's right, you haven't had anything to do with another woman's body except to fit her, for too long. Your pussy's practically screaming for a fuck right now- you can barely think.

... would this be much different from your life already? You life is work- how else does one get as good as you are? And you've never been very good at relationships... not platonic ones, and not romantic ones. You're good for fashion, lesbian sex and the occasional scathing insult; thats it.

So this, with Cruella who's no slouch in at least 2 of those things as well (To your knowledge thus far), sounds...

Kind of perfect.

~

Instead of responding, instead of attempting to outdo her with the words she's so clearly superior with, you take the beautiful woman's face in your hands and draw her in for your first kiss which she responds to with intense satisfaction. Your hands trail down her neck, over the smooth skin of her chest and the tops of her soft breasts, then over the rough leather of her corset while her long, painted talon's scratch gently over your cheeks probably leaving marks behind.

After a few moments of voracious kissing, you both pull back; a satisfied smile on your lips and a gleeful on on hers.

"Excellent~ ... meet me at my home after the event, darling."

"See you then."

[alasijia]

KISS AND MAKE UP

ft. vil schoenheit

summary : in which you fight with him, and after days of avoiding each other like the plague, you make up at a party.

cw : vulgar language, slight ooc, fem reader. kind of highschool AU btw, bc its implied reader goes to the same school as the other characters 👍👍, slightly suggestive ending hm hm

wc : 2.4k (sorry guys.. hv fun reading ig 😁)

note : im so down bad for him PLEASE

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You were in Vil's room, watching him do his makeup as you scrolled away on your phone. He scrunches his nose as he sees your position on his bed from the mirror, almost shivering in disgust. "Do not lift your legs like that. You're a woman. Act like it." He reprimanded, resuming to put on his eyeshadow. You perked up at his voice, one that you hadn't heard since he started doing his makeup, which was almost an hour ago.

"Um... I don't see the problem... I mean, there's like, no one here except for you and me, and I'm wearing shorts anyway." You shrugged, but still put down your legs anyway, sitting up properly, leaning on your hand as you watched him do his makeup. "You look like you'd spread your legs for just about anybody if you do that. I'd rather not be seen with someone of such nature." He scoffed, puckering his lips gently, his lips colored a different shade of red than it naturally was.

You quirked an eyebrow, pondering his words. Was he calling you easy? (idk the english translation for murahan/sasimo sorry guys 😢) "Wow, thanks, I guess." You looked away from him, blinking, as you unlocked your phone. "What, are you hurt from such a simple statement as that? You do realize, I'm doing this for your own good, right?" He finally stood up from the chair he sat in, and walked over to you, tilting your chin up. "Come on now, you're going to get wrinkles if you keep furrowing your eyebrows like that." You look at him in bewilderment, but followed along him as he beckoned you to, walking out the door himself.

"You do understand the importance of today, don't you?" He started as you walked down the hallway of his home, posture straight as ever, as if he was walking a run way. "You're going to make your first social appearance, as my significant other. I need you to be on your best behavior – and looks." He continued, and it almost sounded like he was your mother for a moment. Of course you understood the importance. You were going to go out with him in public for the first time since a rumor appeared, which rooted from the two of you getting caught on a walk by a fan of his.

Vil was a celebrity, you knew that even before you started dating. You were prepared to face the challenges that would come with having a celebrity as your boyfriend. What you were not prepared for, were the words that spewed out of his lips.

You raised your brow at him again, and at this point, you were contemplating on being the next Dwayne Johnson. "If you cared so much for appearances, why didn't you go for a pretty girl instead?" You weren't even being fully serious, already knowing why he chose you. So why did you decide to voice out that thought of yours? Vil stopped in his tracks, and you nearly stepped on the train of his dress. You fumbled as you tried to regain your balance, hopping around like a fool. He huffed at your words, flicking a stray hair that adorned his face. "You're right. Maybe I should've chosen a proper lady." He let out a deep sigh, resuming his trudge down the halls

You felt your heart shatter. Okay, maybe that was an overexaggeration. But still, you could almost feel your heart stop. For some reason, you felt pain in your chest. Why? He was joking wasn't he? Either way, wasn't it your fault for starting the whole conversation in the first place? It was pointless, the conversation you were having with him. And yet, you still felt like you could jump off a bridge right at that moment.

Vil noticed your lack of response as he glanced down at you for the first time since you had left his room. "Don't tell me you took that to heart." He scoffed.

And that was the last straw. "Go on then." You said, almost pettily. It was his turn to quirk and eyebrow at you. "What?" He questioned, obviously lost. You crossed your arms. "Find a prettier, better girl than me." You answered, not even bothering to follow him, going the opposite direction. "What's up with you?" He didntt chase after you, no, he just stood there with his hands on his hips. You didn't bother sparing him a glance as you continued walking away from him.

-

You wondered if you went too far as you swung your glass lightly, the contents of it swirling beautifully. Your best friend sat next to you, watching as you acted so... gloomy. "I've never seen you more down than this. How much have you had to drink before I came?" Epel grimaced, watching you chug down your drink. "Mm... Not much." You answered sluggishly, resting your head against the cool marble of your kitchen counter. He cringed as your hair splayed around the said counter, flicking it away from his side. You turned your head to him, propping your head on your arms. "Did I go too far?" You mumbled, not really expecting an answer. "Nah. You put him in his place, as you should've." He shrugged, sipping his own drink, much more elegantly than you did, at least.

"Ugh... Epel. I'm going to spiral into insanity." You whined, your face burried in your hands. "You're being dramatic." He said, pouring himself another drink. "Anyway, he's the one in the wrong. He was the one who went too far." He continued, picking on his nails, the black nail polish peeling off. You pondered his words for a moment before you decided, you were going to make him want you back.

-

Your plan didn't go smoothly.

It was clear to everyone how you and Vil were both avoiding each other, no longer sitting together when the chance presented itself, no longer walking next to one another in between classes and such.

By this point, another rumor had started. Everyone had thought you and Vil had broken up, and it was really starting to feel like it. Or at least, you felt as if you were a stranger to him by that point. But you were stubborn, you refused to come to him first, not after Epel had enlightened you, and he wouldn't approach you first either, not after you made him have to tell his... 'friends', you couldn't come and make up excuses for you.

But everyday was turning more and more painful. More days pass by where you didn't wake up next to him, where you don't hear his pretty voice nagging at you or anything of the sort. It really felt as if the two of you weren't together anymore.

So when Kalim decided to host a party and invited you, who were you to decline? After all, it would be a good chance to take your mind off of him.

You huffed as you fixed put on your pearl earrings. Epel had told you he couldn't come with you because apparently Vil had got to him first. So that meant you were going to the party on your own. You made sure to double-check your appearance before heading out, the nervousness settling in. You never went to parties without either Vil or Epel by your side. But you toughed it out, reminding yourself that you were going to have fun and enjoy the freedom you didn't have when you were with Vil.

Right, you were going to get over this overwhelming sadness you had over the fight with Vil.

So why was it you spotted him in a corner with Rook, conversing with Kalim and a few other people?

Your heart stopped, and you felt anxious as you darted your eyes around the room, looking for anyone you knew. And thankfully, you did. You saw your best friend at the refreshments table, to your luck.

"Epel!" You called out through the booming music that was loudly played through the speakers. The said boy perked up, turning to look at you. "(y/n)! Thank god you're here. I'm so sick of Vil scolding me for every little mistake I do." He scoffed, rolling his eyes. Epel actually dressed well this time, his hair styled, and not a crease was spotted in his clothing. All thanks to Vil, you assumed. You snickered at his complaints, "Yeah, he's just like that."

The two of you continued conversing for quite a while, until you spotted some people on the dance floor going wild. You sent a knowing glance to Epel, a smirk on your face. Epel rolled his eyes playfully, before dragging you with him through the crowd, towards the dance floor, with a loud, untamed laugh. His laugh was contagious, as you joined in too, losing yourself in the music and dancing to your heart's content.

Unfortunately for you, a certain blonde with purple streaks spotted you. His face scrunched up as he sees you, comparable to a wild animal on the dance floor. Rook notices his displeasure, "Roi du Poison, is something tr–" "Rook, have you ever seen anything more displeasing to see than this?" Vil voiced, spite clear in his voice.

"This is why you're my best friend." You grinned, as you sipped your drink, regaining energy after how much you moved around. Epel could only laugh in return. "We should do this more often." You leaned your head back, when was the last time you felt so free? When you were with Vil, he would never allow you to do these kinds of things.

Your happiness is short lived as you felt a hand grab your shoulder, and from the look of terror in Epel's face, you could guess who it belonged to. You sighed lowly, turning to face him. "Oh, my queen. How may I serve you?" You asked, arms crossed as you look at him with displeasure. He gritted his teeth, and you find it rare to be seeing Vil be so upset, he's gotten rid of his calm and composed nature. Epel looks between the two of you before awkwardly walking away. "Right... I'll leave you guys to do uh.. Yeah no I'll just leave, good luck (y/n)!" He runs off like a mouse being chased by a cat, ignoring the silent plea in your eyes that's asking him to stay.

You looked back at Vil, who's still looking at you with disappointment. "Care to explain what the fuck you were doing out there?" He asked, his tone was surprisingly calm, contrasting to how he's looking at that moment. You shifted uncomfortably, breathing out a shaky sigh. You opened your mouth, wanting to apologize, but you stopped youself. You weren't going to give in.

"It's none of your business, princess. I'm having fun, something I couldn't do when I was with you. Why are you here anyway? Couldn't find yourself a pretty girl to replace me?" You sneered at him, eyes condescending. He looked appalled at your statement, eyes widening out of bewilderment. "Excuse me?" He managed to say. You huffed, "You heard me right."

Vil looked like he was about to pull his hair out, and it was a funny sight. "You..." He inhaled sharply, calming himself down. "Why would you tarnish your reputation like that, you... you fool!" He ignored your last statement, fumbling to come up with an insult that didn't include calling you a whore. You cocked an eyebrow at him. "No, what you mean is, why I'm tarnishing your reputation, isn't it?" You jabbed a finger to his chest, which he surprisingly didn't flinch at. Vil sighed deeply, dragging you out of the bustling party.

"Listen. I didn't mean what I said last time, okay? I was fully and completely joking." He started, tucking a strand of hair away from his face. "I chose you for a reason, and I wouldn't leave you just for a girl with good looks. I just want you to take better care for yourself, take care of your image." He managed to say, holding your shoulders to make sure you didn't walk off. He looked softer than he was before, and you questioned how he could switch up so fast. Either way, his words made your heart race, and you knew you were close to giving in. "You still said it. It hurt me. You hurt me, Vil." You said, looking away, you could feel tears forming at the corners of your eyes. Vil's face dropped as he gently cups your cheek, forcing you to look at him. "I'm sorry, I really am. Please, give me a second chance. I..." He breathed in, nose scrunching as he mentally prepared himself to say things he would never say if the situation was different. "I love you. Okay? I wouldn't trade you for the world. You're my significant other, the girl I chose, the girl who was always there for me. I love you, (y/n). So please, give me a chance to make things right with you." You've never seen him more desperate than he was now, and you felt your knees go weak, unable to look him in the eyes. Vil sighs, knowing how you are and lets go of your shoulders. "I'll give you time, just please consider–" He didn't have time to finish his words as you pulled him into a kiss. It was rough, but Vil didn't mind. He gently held your head, deepening the kiss. You could taste the cherry flavour of his lipstick as you gently nipped on his bottom lip, before pulling away from him.

"So, I take it you've forgiven me?" You scoffed with a smile when he asked that, holding his hand. "No, I kissed you because I hate you."

And the second you both went back in the party, some whispers could be heard, and it was clearly about how there was a red stain on his clothing, in contrast to the white of the button up he wore.

[nightravens-therapycircle]

This is Halloween - WIP Preview, Chapters 1 -5

Since these are still works-in-progress, it is likely that the following excerpts will change between now and the final draft! Please keep that in mind while reading.

Chapter 1: An Upcoming Celebration

Lilia: Mm-hm. Halloween—

Emery: Halloween is a holiday that falls on the last day of October — the thirty-first. Every year, ghosts that have passed through the veil are able to return to the land of the living. Not just ghosts that linger, either. All of them.

Lilia: …

Emery: What?

Lilia: I wasn’t expecting you to be so knowledgeable about it.

Emery: I… (She blushes a little bit, chuckling nervously.) Halloween is my favorite holiday out of the year. It’s the one night that I felt like I could enjoy myself without any issue and I could just… be me, you know? (There might be more behind it, but whatever it is, Emery can’t remember. What she can recall, though, is a really happy and warm feeling associated with it that just gets her so excited and hyped up. Lilia chuckles, a bit amused.) A-Aside from all that, the living set up decorations to welcome the ghosts. We also dress up in costumes!

Grim: What? Why?

Gus: Not every ghost is polite and courteous like us.

Grace: You say that, but I remember being told how you three frightened our poor Ramshackle students when they first arrived. (The ghosts yelp as Grace hovers behind them, floating back away from her like she’s on fire.) I think they know by now how ghosts can be.

Emery: Hey, Ms. Grace. (Grace sighs.)

Grace: Trust me when I say that their pranks are a good idea of what will likely happen. Tying shoelaces together, swapping the salt and sugar in the kitchen… messing with your closest, drying out all the pens… Believe me, I can speak from experience.

Grim: Huh?

Grace: I grew up in a very… haunted mansion.

Emery/Grim: What?!

Grace: I’d rather not talk about it.

Chapter 2: Decorative Displays

Deuce: How did you get the librarian to let you use the library for your venue? I thought that she would’ve—

Idia: It was pretty easy. Ortho asked, and she said yes almost immediately.

Deuce/Jack: Huh?!

Jack: It’s that simple?! I thought that… She seems so protective of the place, so… Really?

Cater: Nah, Ms. H is crazy about Halloween. I think the only one who might beat her in terms of hype is Emmy.

Emery: Wait, seriously? (Cater nods.)

Crowley: She’s always been like that, from the moment that she started working here. Halloween has always… lifted her spirits, so to speak. If any student were to ask to use the library, Grace usually says ‘yes’ in a heartbeat under one condition. She gets to be involved. One year, Octavinelle did a truly spectacular display that turned the library into a token haunted mansion with a seance table to boot. (Oh, wow… Emery can practically picture that in her mind. It sounded amazing.)

Vil: “So that’s why you went with the library… you knew it would be easy.”

Idia: Would’ve been easy either way… the library was just the best place to set it all up…

Vil: Excuse me?

Chapter 3: The Week Begins

Jamil: You’re scaring her, Floyd.

Ace: No kidding. I’d be scared too if someone twice my size was looming over me like that. (Emery hums in agreement.)

Floyd: Aw, really? (He crouches down to the girl’s height.) Hey, sorry, little minnow. You gotta watch where you're going or you could hurt yourself.

Little Girl: I’m sorry. I just… I couldn’t find… (Jamil crouches down next to her as well.)

Jamil: Couldn’t find what?

Ace: Get separated from your mom? (The girl shakes her head.)

Little Girl: Mommy stayed home. (She holds up one of the stamp cards that were a part of the event. It’s been filled out.) I’m looking for the place you’re supposed to go when you’re done collecting stamps. I’m supposed to meet my daddy there.

Floyd: Easy enough. C'mon, kiddo. I'll walk you there. (He takes the little girl’s hand and leads her to the front gate with the rest of the group following him. Ace nudges Emery as they linger back behind the others.)

Ace: You okay? Your enthusiasm is just gone.

Emery: I um… remembered something.

Ace: So it’s not just your dreams anymore?

Emery: I guess. It wasn’t as strong as my dreams, but it was something. …I nearly remembered my mom. I heard her voice, and then snapped out of it before I could see her face. (Ace nudges her.)

Ace: You’ll be fine. It’s Halloween, so stop moping. Who knows? Maybe your mom’s here.

Emery: You think so?

Ace: Lots of people come here, so maybe. (Emery hums. Her mother’s voice did sound a bit familiar… like she had heard it recently. She wasn’t sure where from, though. Maybe when watching a movie with Ace and Deuce? Or from one of the portraits? Or her mind is playing tricks on her or something, she had no idea. She sighs, shaking her head. She could deal with this later, after Halloween was over.)

Chapter 4: Like Dark Clouds

Vil: As much as I enjoy seeing you, you’re blocking the entrance.

Astor: Sorry, Vil. (It seems Vil’s return causes quite the stir as soon as Astor says his name.)

Man A: V-Vil Schoenheit?!

Woman B:  No way! The celebrity model himself?! (Oops. But still, Vil puts on a smile and shows it to them.)

Vil: Happy Halloween, everyone. I hope our festivities are to your liking.

Woman C: Oh yeah, I did hear Vil went to school at Night Raven College. And I get to meet him in person! I lucked out big time!

Man A:  Hey, could I take a picture with—ah, whoops, no photography in the Mirror Chamber.

Woman B:  Even if there was, supermodels like Vil don't let your average Jill waltz up for a selfie.

Vil: If you’d like a picture, then by all means. (This catches the man and woman off guard.) Not in the Mirror Chamber, of course. We can take one outside. Shall we? It’s dark, so watch your step. (They leave.)

Trey: Have a lot of people shown up just for Vil?

Astor: Not a whole lot, but still a good few of them. Vil’s more approachable than he looks, and plenty of his fans are finding that out when they come by to visit. I think he’s also been distracting people when they ask for a picture with just me.

Trey: Huh?

Astor: Don’t look at me, I don’t know why either. Dad doesn’t want pictures of me alone to go viral, so Vil’s been stepping in to make sure that doesn’t happen. Instead of a picture with me, it’s with the both of us. It’s better that way, I guess.

Trey: That makes sense. I think. (He’s not even old enough to have a Magicam account of his own yet, and the only reason he has a phone at all is for emergencies or to contact his father.

Chapter 5: Magicam Monsters

Grace: This has gone off the rails… Dire, please help and do something!

Crowley: Why me?!

Grace: You’re the headmaster!

Crowley: Um… well, uhh… (He glances back at the students and clears his throat.) Everyone, settle down! And uh… you tree-climbers! Get down from there this instant! Otherwise… (He’s floundering.) Otherwise, the school’s security system will identify you as a threat and expel you from our campus!

Emery: Do we even have a security system? (Lilia shrugs. Emery supposed they didn’t, because otherwise Grim wouldn’t be able to sneak back in on that first night…)

Crowley: After I saw the Halloween crowds, I took the initiative of installing one in case of bad actors. (Grace raises a brow, but says nothing. Crowley clears his throat again.) The system activates as soon as it spots exceedingly dangerous activities. Yes, safety measures are firmly in place!

Man A:  Night Raven College has a security system? Siiick!

Man B:  And it sounds like a real fancy one. NICE.

Woman C:  So whatever we do is cool as long as we don't get kicked out? Sweet. Let's see how far we can push it!

Crowley: Ah… 

Grace: (in a low tone of voice) You were bluffing about the security system, weren’t you?

Crowley: Not so loud! (whispering so that only the students can hear them.) Do you really think a security system so convenient actually exists?! Of course I made it up! Nobody could’ve predicted this happening! (Emery glances over at Cater, recalling his strange behavior over the past few days. Had he seen this coming and kept it to himself in order not to ruin the holiday?) I thought that it would be enough!

Grace: Well it wasn’t. What do you suggest we do to get rid of these… these monsters?! (Emery hears Lilia chuckle.)

Lilia: I have an idea… (He curls a hand around Emery’s shoulder.) Distract those Magicam Monsters and Professor Trein.

Cater: What’s with the look, Lils?

Emery: I’m kind of confused, too.

Lilia: While our dear magpie— (Magpie?) —keeps them busy, we’ll use our magic to eject those monsters from the campus.

Cater: Lilia—

Malleus: Simple and to the point. I like it. Blowing them off of the campus should be easier than spinning thread.

Lilia: Hold on. If you don’t restrain yourself, you’ll blow the campus away with them. Don’t harm them, just… be discreet and get them out the gate. (Emery glances back at the tree.)

Vil: (sigh)

Emery: I’ll do it.

[trash-monkey]

What The Hell Is This Mess!

Chapter 4

Not only going the way the little girl had pointed we're also following the ever so often tracks she had left behind to make sure we're going the right way.

"What's you're name?" Sanzu asks the girl

with his sweeten voice, her hair was in a ponytail but now had fall to the base of her neck with few strings sticking out as the simple dress she wears had a few small holes from it getting snagged on things and her feet were covered in mud though we had washed them with some water before they could get Sanzu's clothes dirty.

"Lilith" she speaks softly into the shoulder her head is laying on.

"Such a beautiful name for a little girl!" Sanzu's coo while giving her a smile but quickly frown when she trys her best to hide herself in his hold after the group had travel half a mile or so, taking the signs of her fear that we're getting closer to where her group is and the first evidence we find are the girls footprints on the ground that had turned to mud after being soaked in blood she had track on the bottom of her feet which we quickly figured out when seeing what's on a worn out dirt road. Bodies are scattered and bleeding along the road with a few carts flipped over on their sides, not wanting the girl to see this Sanzu stays with their belongings in the tree line while Hanma and Draken search though they had to take a moment or two to get themselves together every so often from the smell and the sight.

"Hanma! This one is still alive!" Draken had found one of the people barely breathing as they sit against a cart and hearing a voice the man open his eyes

"My daughter! My wife! Are they......" He gasps as he grabs onto Draken's arm with amazing strength when he kneel on a knee next to the man.

"Found three women but.... they didn't survive." Hanma kneel next to Draken by the man before he continues speaking.

"Though we did found a little girl a little ways in the forest...." The man interrupts Hanma with a cry.

"Lilith! Oh, my sweet Lilith! Please, return her to my Mother in Sparrow's Tongue!" He weakly hands over a bow with some of its wood wrapped in white fur to Draken.

"May that vil creature burn in eternal flames...." He spit before taking his final breathe as he succumb to his wounds.

"What you think happened?" Hanma asked Draken when they stood up again.

"Let's look around a little more before following the road, Kesor! Which way is Sparrow's Tongue?" She points ahead of us though she stayed beside Sanzu in the tree line.

"Do you think we should grab what we can?" Hanma gestures to the things the group was carrying on the carts.

"We'll return what we can and give them a burial." Draken shook his head no at Hanmas question before mentally 'tell' Sanzu the plan so he started fixing camp while getting the girl to help which he praises her on her work once they got done before sacrificing Draken's other shirt to make it into a makeshift dress for her with a blue ribbon around her waist to get her out of the destroyed one. Draken and Hanma clear a place out on the other side of the road before using the shove they found in a cart to start digging which Hanma removed his vest to keep it clean along with the bow, they spent the rest of the day digging and moving bodies well into the night which they use a torch for light so wild animals can't take a bite out of any of the bodies.

"Here" Sanzu hands them one of the filled water pouches of the many the group had which they decided to keep four of them when the two found them while putting things into the carts and also hand them each a large leaf with food on it, Lilith had fallen asleep in Sanzu's arms at sun down. In silence they eat and drink around the small fire Sanzu's had made before laying down for the night which as soon as the sun rise in the sky the three are up and getting everything ready to move, to have his hands free Sanzu's use a long piece of cloth to strap Lilith onto his back before using dirt to completely destroy the fire.

"Ready?" Not many things are left after the attack which fit into one cart that Draken will be pulling and leaves us wondering where the rest want to but we quickly moved on from it as we get start traveling to Sparrow's Tongue by following the dirt road. Half a mile down the road we hit a fork in the road but it's quickly solved when asking Kesor which it takes us a day and a half with few breaksto finally made it to the village but we're stopped by a guard in fronts of the village open gates.

"Stop! What......" He trails off after recognizing the cart, little girl that's strapped on Sanzu's back, and the bow which caused him to shout at another guard to get the chief as many others guards surround us pointing their sharp weapons.

"Where did you get this cart and child from?" The chief ask after arrive which isn't too long as we all hold our hands up the whole time.

"We were camping near by when Hanma went to go hunting but he saw a infected wolf trying to get the girl which he quickly put down, we ask her where her parents are and she pointed in a direction that we follow until finding a group as been attached on the road with only one still surviving but he didn't last long after telling us to bring the girl to her grandmother here and we decided to bring what was left of the carts after giving the dead a burial." Draken takes a small step forward before explaining the situation which the chief takes a moment to think.

"Arrow, take the girl to her grandmother along with her son's bow. Peter and Paul, take the pink with the one called Hanma to my home as this one takes some of my men to the site he speaks of." The guards which are actually just hunters protecting their home move into action as chief said, in a short time Sanzu and Hanma are sitting in the chiefs home as Draken is taken away.

"What are your name?" He ask after taking the head of the long table as a women sits on his left and his three kids on the right which leaves us at the end and the last to be able to fill our plates.

"Hanma, this one is Sanzu and the other is Draken. You have our gratitude for feeding us and allowing us into your home." Hanma answers the question.

"You have done anything wrong to us but that might change on what my men said once they're back." After that he goes silent and started eating himself once his family got their first bit before we even started ourselves which I turn my focus in Draken that's leading the way with eyes staring holes in the back of his head which lasted a day when he show them the graves, they immediately become sad.

"Did he say what did this?" One of the guards ask after approaching me once we got camp set up which I shake my head.

"No, just that whatever was it to burn in eternal flames." The guard stare into the small flame of my camp fire that's a few feet away from the others.

"I'm Doug Smallhill." He holds out a hand which I shake, the family of the chief keeps their distances from the two strangers that will be staying their home for the seeable future.

"Is there anything we can do for you? To earn our keep I mean?" Not wanting to witness the chief rage Sanzu talking the wife with respect, she gazes at him with fire in her green eyes which seem to make them glow with power.

"You know how to skin an animal? To hunt?" Although she kept her distance from us but we can tell she won't take anything bullshit from us, authority leaks into her words from the years of practice of being a chief wife.

"No ma'am, though we were going to learn from trial and error before we found the group." She hums.

"You did not look like seasoned Hunters! You go hunt and bring it back, I teach you how to skin!" The way she speak clue us in that this isn't her native tongue, She turns from us and walks out of kitchen.

"Well, you hunt and I skin." Sanzu looks up at Hanma before walking to the room the chief let the two sleep in which he rolled his eyes at the shorter man and follow behind him to hit the bed so he can ries early tomorrow morning to hunt.

"Ooff, why you do that for?" Sanzu groggily spoke after Hanma had dragged him out of bed with his leg.

"I didn't say you're not going! So get up, we got hunting do to!" The sun isn't even fully up and with a sigh Hanma started tugging off the PJs the family had kindly let us borrow off of the sleepy Sanzu which because harder to do so when he started to resisting.

"Leave.....me." Sanzu mumbles as he continues to resist but immediately stops when Hanma gives him a dark look which reminds them of the look Tanjiro give Zenitsu on the road in Demon Slayer which is terrifying to see in real life so to make him stop doing it Sanzu goes limb on the ground and let him underdressed him, once done Hanma basically throws his clothes in his face.

"You want me to dress you too, baby!" Sanzu gives him what the fuck expression which Hanma just rolled his eyes at and leaves the room to head to the kitchen where Yara, the chiefs wife, is surprisingly making our lunches.

"Thank you Ma'am Yara" She just gives me a nod after handing me a small bag with our lunches in it right when Sanzu finally made he's way into the kitchen dressed in his clothes.

"Let's get going." Yara hands us our weapons that we handed to the chief yesterday and made our way into the forest.

"First, we need to try to learn how to track." Hanma kneel down to get a closer look at the forest floor.

"I'm the only one in the group that can track but that's only monstrosities, things we can fight." Sanzu kneels beside him.

"Yeah but that's good as it'll help us become stronger, you'll need to read up on them when you can." Sanzu nods in agreement with Hanma which he stands up again when finding nothing and continues to walk on with Sanzu following behind as they try to be quiet as they can, slowly the sun gets higher in the sky as the two continues on hunting.

"We've have gone far enough from the town and we can sit in the tree." They start climbing the large tree they stopped at and perch on a thick breach each though Hanma will be the one to hunt from a far as Sanzu only have daggers.

'Sanzu: I wonder how long this will take?

Hanma: as long as it will, why?

Sanzu: well, I'm sitting here doing nothing and you're the only one in the group that can use a long range weapon!

Hanma: will take a stick and start craving something! Get a better handle on the daggers!'

Sanzu rolled his eyes at Hanma but does as he suggested, breaking off a nice thick stick of the tree and start craving until a shape forms. Hours pass with Hanma searching for any signs of wildlife until finally a buck appears around four in the evening, it's antlers large holds five points and slowly Hanma notch an arrow in his bow before pulling back. He waits knowing patience will reward him instead of immediately shooting only to miss so he waits for the prefect shot, without experience knowledge is useless but to learn that experience you must have knowledge. Once Hanma had a perfect shot he still waits wondering if this is the shot he needs to take to end it's life instantly, for something to give a sign to take it. Suddenly a bird calls and I immediately let go with a breath, the arrow rips through the air with a small sound and into the heart of the buck as it instantly end it's life. Hanma gives a deep breath after seeing it fall to the forest floor and send a mental prayer thanking for letting them have the buck. The two of them climb down the tree and quickly approach the fallen buck, Hanma look for any sign of life but found none which he's thankful for and both begin to pack the large animal back to the town which it become midnight when we do make it back.

"Mother Nature give you large deer! Impressive! You must be in Mother Nature's favor!" Yara said once she saw us coming through the tree line and show us where to put it which she covers with a tarp to keep everything away until she teaches us how to skin it tomorrow.

"Your tall blond friend inside!" She gestures to the house which we quickly thank her before heading inside already knowing that Draken is back but want to keep up appearances that we don't have one mind. Draken is sitting at the dinning table with the chief and a guard, Draken stands up from his seat which Hanma and Sanzu quickly bring him into a hug before sitting with him at the table.

"Doug has confirmed that what you have told us is true! We thank you for what you have done for us!" Yara and her kids help her bring food to the table which we thanked them for and waited for them to start eating before we do ourselves, once dinner is over Yara excused us to bed since we have to get up early in morning with her.

"Don't like being separated." Hanma and Draken agrees with Sanzu's statement after changing into their pj's which Yara had handed Draken a pair of pj's before coming to their temporary room, they cuddle into one bed but with their big frames they somehow make it work on the small bed along with knowing that this isn't going to be the first time they'll be separated.

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[aquz]

I just read your headcanons for child reader with octavinelle and they’re great. Can I request Pomefiore hanging out with a tiny little fairy child? (headcanon format) I’d like to think Epel tries to get the small child all messy and muddy and stuff, but Rook and Grim are always watching lol

POMEFIORE WITH A FAIRY CHILD « HCs

pomefiore hanging out with a tiny fairy child!!

⭑ warnings? n/a

⭑ characters? vil schoenheit, rook hunt, epel felmier

POMEFIORE IS A COMFORTING, FAMILIAR PLACE.

⌗ with you being a fairy, i wholeheartedly believe vil is going to beautify you. no matter your gender (or lack of), he will try his absolute hardest to get you looking cute. you're gonna wear something like the fairy gala costumes, simply because vil feels the urge to make you wear it.

⌗ if you absolutely LOVE dressing up and makeup, vil is going to have a BALL with you. i also see vil being good with kids so you're gonna have so much fun OMG LIKE imagine having a little tea party with rook,vil and epel and you're all dressed up and drinking the best tea EVER and OMG (tea parties are CUTE)

⌗ now if you hate it, vil will not care. nobody is worse than epel when it comes to this. he will still make sure you look presentable, obviously taking into consideration what you do and don't like and the fact you're a child, but you'll still be kinda... beautiful? gorgeous? cute? whatever you prefer.

⌗ you can also ditch these sessions with the help of epel. he's a master if sneaking off, so he brings you with him. this is where stuff gets fun!!! epel will treat you like a younger sibling and teach you what life is all about; reckless fun. first it'll start off with rolling down hills but now he's letting you ride his blastcycle WITHOUT A HELMET??? of course he's holding onto you but oh my gosh please be careful

⌗ there was this one rainy day that epel brought you outside for. you were both wearing some old clothes, as to not ruin the fancy ones, when epel taught you how to mud fight. he even brought over jack, ace, and deuce and yall had SO MUCH FUN!!! deuce basically ate mud, ace is a terrible dodger (even if he says he's not) and jack is too busy trying not to get his fur muddy WHEN ROOK POPS OUT OF A NEARBY BUSH AND HOLDS YOU AND EPEL UP BY THE COLLAR OF YOUR SHIRTS

⌗ bro really took yall to vil who just looked at you like a disappointed mother. he fussed about your clothes and how epel was teaching you bad manners as he washed the mud out of your hair, epel whining in the back as rook combed muddy knots out of his hair. you were given the softest robe possible after your bath and vil decided to show you less messy ways to have fun (study fashion probably.) while epel was forced to get you apple slices (and apple juice if you like that ^^)

⌗ speaking of rook, he is your unofficial body guard. he follows you around campus randomly to keep you safe. if there is ever a time where you're harrassed (for being a fairy, or a child... OR BOTH??), expect rook to be there. jumping out of trees, popping out of bushes, hell, he once jumped off a shorter part of the BUILDING to get you. they are dealt with appropriately while you're off somewhere safe.

⌗ you have an unofficial defense team. congrats!!! vil trains you to test things for poison, and also advises against eating any stray apple in pomefiore. rook teaches you self defense and epel teaches you magic, if you can do it.

⌗ also, shout out to homie vil. if you happen to be away from home and all the other fairies you know, vil will do his damn best to research your culture and such to make you feel at home again. trust him to buy the best, authentic culture clothes and accessories. he will pay azul or anyone else to make your favorite foods, he will do anything to see you smile. he's like, your big brother or father?! you've got a family here frl

⌗ anyways, overall, pomefiore is your home away from home. father rook and vil with big brother epel, you're bound to have fun everyday. you're pampered and cared for, epel giving anyone a good beat down with they give you trouble. vil being there for emotional (and fashionable) support, and rook being there to protect you. they love you as much as you love them, and a little more, and they would never trade you for the world!!!!

[sweetlywriting]

Hello! Can I request for househusband headcanons with the overblot crew please? :D

Househusband headcanons~

Includes- Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit

A/N-Thank you for the request!!

Riddle Rosehearts-

He’s very good at it!! Just a little scary about it, like the entire rule book and schedule scary

You better be home by eight

Strict and takes being a househusband very seriously, everything will be tidy and exact

Sometimes he’ll ask Trey for a sweet recipe to surprise you with

Enjoys going grocery shopping with you because he can get work done while also spending time with you

Doing domestic things with you is a must, quick picnics, long walks, and visiting museums are some of his favorite things.

"Your late"

Leona Kingscholar-

NOT the greatest choice considering he’s been living in a palace and is extremely lazy

Very much bare minimum

He likes to convince you to stay in bed and sleep with him instead of actually working

Sometimes he’ll just follow you around sticking his nose in whatever you’re doing just to be with you a little while

Occasionally he’ll be forced to babysit Cheka which he Isn’t all happy about, but he does like how you come home early so you can say hello

He gets quite bored at home when you leave and will nuzzle into your neck when you finally come back.

"Work can wait herbivore"

Azul Ashengrotto-

He’s used to working at a desk so he likes the new change of pace, when he finds out that household chores can’t be solved with a calculator he’s a little nervous, gets the hang of it pretty quickly though

He loves writing you little notes with his best ink and slipping them in your bag before you leave

Occasionally will invite Jade or Floyd for tea

And if you need any help with work he’ll be very good at that

Probably has one of those huge fish tanks and loves tending to the different types of fish obsessively

Gets way too excited about paying taxes

"How was your day love?"

Jamil Viper-

A perfect househusband

He’s spent so much time cleaning up Kalim’s messes he’s pretty much an expert

First aid, spells to repair broken china, unclogging toilets, he really knows it all

He’s very good at everything so he often picks up random hobbies to pursue, knitting, basketball, dancing and fun things like that to keep busy

He feels immensely grateful when you offer to help him though he probably won’t accept it he’s still glad you're there

Really enjoy's brushing and braiding your hair to look like his, it makes you matching!

"I am not pulling at your hair to tightly!"

Vil Schoenheit-

He’s great at making sure your makeup looks perfect before you leave, and setting you a warm rose bath

He’s not great at cooking and cleaning though, whether it’s because he thinks he’s too good for it or that he accidentally set the kitchen on fire you’ll never know

But it’s not his fault his nails haven’t dried!

He’ll drag you shopping on the weekends because that’s his favorite thing to do!

And if you're too busy he’ll take Epel or Rook

Makes sure to kiss your hand before you leave and when you come back

Likes going to events or parties because you both are always the best dressed

"Help me pick an outfit darling!"

[frenchfrywrites]

SLAY! Vil is sickening!

MINORS DNI

warnings: top softish dom amab gn reader, sub bottom sick! Vil Schoenheit, snz, emeto, piss, little degradation, shower sex

Vil has been sniffling all week. Rook noticed it first (of course he did), and brought it to your attention. Neither of you have actually broached the topic with the man himself yet, for you're sure he's already very aware. 

By the end of today his nose is a rosy red and his cheeks look flushed- more so than his blush would account for. You follow Vil back to Pomefiore and into his room, your brow furrowing when the Housewarden drops his bag abruptly and flops onto the bed.

"I think you're getting sick" "I think I'm getting sick," you both say at the same time. Vil lets out an exhausted laugh as you meet him at his bed. 

"Let me feel your forehead," you bring the back of your hand to his forehead and he's definitely warm. You relay this information to Vil and he sighs, sniffles, then groans. 

"Ugh," he huffs under his breath, “I guess I’m lucky it’s Friday.” You give him a pitied look 

"How about you switch into some comfy clothes and I'll take care of you," you suggest. Vil must be too tired to argue because he does just that. He's still trying to be as poised as usual but you can see his exhaustion show through by how he clumsily dresses. 

After he carefully sets his uniform in his laundry basket you help Vil get tucked into bed, under a mass of blankets. 

"Have you removed your makeup?" You ask, reaching for some makeup wipes on his vanity.

Vil sits up suddenly,

"Oh God my routine," he sounds nearly panicked. You gently push him back down, shushing him,

"It's okay Vil, let's just get this makeup off for now and we can do your routine later, okay?" There's no way he's going to be well enough to get up and do his evening facial routine, but you give him hope so he stays in bed. 

Ever so gently you wipe down his sweaty face, removing his makeup carefully. Vil lets out appreciative noises at the feeling of the cool wipes on his quickly heating face. You watch as he sinks into the bed beneath him, and as you kiss his now clean forehead his eyes flutter shut. 

"Take a nap baby, I'm going to get you some meds. Do you want anything? Are you hungry?" He grimaces,

"No, not hungry. Maybe something to drink, please?" You brush stray hairs away from his beautiful face. 

"Of course lovely," you promise, getting up to shut off the lights as you leave.

From there you rush around campus: informing Rook that Vil is definitely very sick- you reassure that you'll be attentive and thorough with your care, narrowly avoiding a melodramatic rant about Vil's health- retrieving meds from the school store, running to your dorm room to grab a night bag for yourself (there's no way in hell that you're leaving your sick boyfriend alone for the night), then to the Pomefiore kitchen to get something for him to drink, you quickly grab some crackers in case he's hungry when you get back.

Vil is deep asleep when you return. You set some things down, rummage around for a bit, then make yourself comfortable on the loveseat at the end of his bed. 

He wakes up an hour or so later, disoriented and confused. 

"Hey,” you call quietly, making your presence known, “feel any better?" you ask, coming to his side. Vil squints at you, looks around the room, then looks back to you,

"What?" He sounds utterly perplexed.

"I asked if you felt any better," you repeat. Vil shakes his head, sniffles, then sneezes. It's loud, takes you by surprise, as you'd thought maybe he'd be one to let out quiet, squeaky, small sneezes. 

You hand him some tissues. 

"Thank you," he whimpers, blowing daintily (or as best as one can) into the tissue. 

“Are you hungry?” you check, running a hand through his sweat dampened hair. Vil shakes his head then leans into your touch. He sneezes again, then wipes his nose.

"I am really thirsty," he informs you, sounding nasally. You get him the juice and medicine, presenting them to him. Vil takes it, grumbling a bit, then downs the glass.

“What’s that?” he points to your overnight bag, slowly lowering himself so he can lay back down. You sit next to him on the bed,

“My overnight bag,” 

“No,” Vil groans, “I don’t want to get you sick,” he frowns. 

“Well, I don’t want you to not take care of yourself,” Vil huffs, “I’m going to stay here, and if I get sick I get sick.” He gives up the battle, closing his eyes and pulling his covers up. 

“Okay fine,” he pauses and then after a moment he quietly asks, “can you get me more juice? Please?”

The rest of the night you tend to his needs. He (begrudgingly) eats some soup, downs more juice than you would believe, watches a movie, goes through an entire box of tissues, and forces you to help him through his skin care routine as best as you can without getting out of bed. You manage to pull a few giggles from Vil as you fumble through his extensive routine.

He falls asleep early, and you tidy up the room so when he wakes he isn’t furious. You do a bit of homework, eat some dinner, then change into your pajamas, and do your nightly routine. 

After that you slip into bed next to your beautiful boyfriend, pull him close to you and drift off to sleep.

You awake to a wetness on your legs. When you look over, Vil is still fast asleep. As you become more conscious you put two and two together and figure he wet the bed. You curse yourself for not making him use the bathroom before he fell asleep. Ever so gently, you nudge him until- with a loud sniffle- he flutters his pretty lashes at you and opens his purple eyes.

He looks completely dazed.

"Whu-" he cuts himself off with a sniffle. "Why am I wet?" He rasps, looking down between the two of you. 

"I think you wet the bed," you answer timidly. Vil shoots his gaze back up to look at you, his eyes wide. 

"No," he hisses, and scampers out of the bed like it's on fire.

"Vil," you try calling out to him, but he's quickly making his way to the bathroom attached to his dorm. He slams the door behind him as you get out of the bed. By the time you reach the door you hear him retching. 

With renewed fervor you open the door to find Vil over the toilet, emptying his stomach. Cooing and shushing, you make yourself comfortable next to him, gathering his hair up into a makeshift ponytail with one hand, while the other rubs his back lovingly. 

Luckily he only pukes once, but he stays there for a bit, sniffling and dry heaving over the bowl. 

Carefully he moves his head away when he's done, then wipes his face with his hand. He looks defeated. You flush the toilet and pull him into your arms, still cooing softly. Vil clings to you loosely- he used a lot of energy in the last few moments. 

"I'm so sorry," he whimpers into your chest. You kiss the top of his head, 

"It's okay Vil, you're okay," you reassure. Truthfully none of this has bothered you. In fact, it's almost nice to be able to take care of your lover without him needing to have control over one thing or another. You'd never say that out loud though.

"To see me like this must be," he sniffles, "upsetting to say the least." You hum, 

"It's not. I mean, I don’t like that you’re not feeling well, but I still think you're the most beautiful person I've ever laid my eyes on," Vil pulls away, shock evident on his face.

"Seriously?" You smile lovingly. 

"Of course. You may not feel your best, but nothing about you has changed in my eyes," he bites his lip at your words, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Don't," he sniffles, takes a big breath and collects himself, "do not make me cry right now with how sweet you're being," he pouts. You laugh softly,

"Okay, alright, I'm sorry," you kiss his flushed cheek. "How about you brush your teeth while I get a shower started for us. That sound good?" Vil nods. You rise to your feet first, reaching out and helping him next. 

He does as he's told while you turn on the lights and start a warm shower. You step in before Vil does and you can hear him rustling around before he steps in with you. 

It's then that you notice he's hard. "When did this happen?" You ask carefully, feeling him up a bit. Vil moans, resting his head on your shoulder. 

"Not sure," you can tell that’s a lie from a mile away. For such a talented actor he can never seem to hide anything from you. You squeeze him tighter in your hold, "ah, it's been like that since I woke up," he confesses easily.

You stroke him slowly, "wow," you murmur, a tad impressed with how he's managed to stay erect. "Even when you were puking?" Vil doesn't react for a minute then he nods, making you let out a pleased hum. "Disgusting," you comment lightheartedly and he keens at that, his hips stuttering into your grasp.  

His reactions get to you, making blood rush to your dick. 

"I think I should clean up my nasty boy huh?" Vil nods and sniffles in response.

Never before would you have entertained the idea of washing someone as foreplay, but Vil has certainly expanded your horizons. 

You coat your hands in a body wash that smells divine, and begin to run your hands along Vil's soft body. You start at his shoulders, rubbing your soapy hands over his tense muscles. Slowly, your hands make their way to his chest, and Vil’s eyes- which had closed as you worked out a knot on his shoulder- flutter open when your fingers brush over his nipple. 

“Oh,” he sighs softly, then sniffles. You roll his nipples between your fingers, feeling them harden under your touch.

"Filthy," you mumble under your breath. Vil begins to moan what sounds like your name, then pauses to inhale sharply. He does it again, then sneezes onto your chest. It shouldn’t excite you as much as it does.

Vil’s hands fly up to his face, to wipe away the snot there. He cleans his hands off in the shower spray and turns to you, “sorry,” he sounds so congested as he looks away bashfully. You pull him into a kiss,

“Don’t be,” you murmur against his lips, and trail your hands lower. Vil lets out heavy breaths, interrupted infrequently by sniffles.

Teasingly you run your soapy hands past his dick, rubbing his soft thighs, then moving around back to touch his ass. Vil rests his head on your shoulder, his hands finding your hard cock. He strokes you slowly, maybe because of fatigue or maybe because he’s teasing you as much as you’re teasing him.

“I’d love to feel you inside me,” he confesses nasally, then lets out another sneeze. You feel your dick twitch and then cringe, because you know he felt that. Vil moves to look you in the eye, “Was that because you want to be inside me or because of…” he trails off. 

You run your finger over his hole to carefully avoid answering the question. 

Vil, predictably, doesn’t let it go. “Hey- ah,” he grinds himself against your finger, “answer me,” he gives you his best pout, “please?”

“Probably a bit of both,” you admit, pressing your finger slowly inside. Vil sniffles, and strokes you faster. He returns his head to your shoulder, still lazily grinding himself against your finger. 

“I do really want you inside of me,” he muses wantonly. 

“Think you can handle that?” you ask, concerned about how much stamina he has while sick. Before being able to answer, Vil gets cut off by a sneeze attack. You can feel him tense and shudder around your finger with each one. Desperately you want to feel what it’d be like if Vil had a sneeze attack while seated on your cock. 

“Yes, yes, yes,” he whines once he catches his breath. Later you’ll probably curse yourself for caving so quickly, but you can’t possibly deny him when he sounds so helpless.

“Okay,” you give in, kissing him and adding another finger. You’re lucky your fingers are slicked up with soap. Vil is- like always- so deliciously tight. What takes you by surprise is how hot his hole is. Imagining him engulfing you is enough to thin your patience significantly. 

Hastily you scissor and stretch him open for you. Vil has taken to resting most of his weight on you, stroking your dick clumsily while letting out heavy breaths and sniffles. 

“Please,” he whines, fluttering around your fingers, “fuck me.”

With a groan you remove your fingers, causing Vil to whine and rut himself against you impatiently. You remove Vil’s fondling hands from your dick, and take a second to lube up your shaft with the body wash. With minimal effort you grab Vil’s ass then hoist him up- he squeaks cutely, and clings to you. You then stabilize him by pressing him against the shower wall. 

As you line yourself up with his hole you kiss him, then slowly press into him. Vil tightens his legs around you, quickly bringing you in deeper; his nails are digging into your back by the time you bottom out. 

To let him adjust, you keep your hips static. Vil pulls away from your lips with a sharp inhale. You, sensing where this will lead, eagerly watch him with bated breath. Vil inhales again, then looks away to sneeze. He has a small attack, but with each one you can feel him clench and tense around you.

With a groan you bury your head into his chest, and slowly grind into him. Once his sneezing is done Vil moans your name like a plea,

“Faster,” he whines. With his permission you begin to snap your hips, creating a steady and quick pace. 

Vil slumps against you, and while he has his arms and legs wrapped around you, he’s all dead weight right now. You’re glad you’re already in the shower, because the sweat beading down your skin from the process of holding him up and fucking him good would be uncomfortable otherwise. 

“God, hah, you’re so hot,” you mumble into his chest. Vil moans, fluttering around you.

“Please,” he sniffles, “touch me, ah, please,” you groan shaking your head, 

“I can’t, fuck, baby I hav’ta hold you up,” you explain breathlessly. Vil whines, bringing an arm from around your neck to jerk himself off. As soon as he touches himself he lets out a sneeze, again tensing around you, clenching you in a way that has you leaking pre. 

"I'm-" he sniffles and for a second you think he'll sneeze again, "I'm going t'cum, ah-" and then he does sneeze again. The way he clenches so tightly around you pulls you over. You snap your hips into him as you pump him full of your cum. Vil keens, stroking himself a few more times before cumming as well. 

You fuck him through his orgasm, whispering praises as soon as he comes down from his high and his breathing slows. 

"There we go," you coo, watching as he closes his eyes. He's never been this tired out afterwards, but then again you've never fucked him while he was sick before either. 

You pull out and set him gently down on the shower floor. Luckily the water is still hot, so clean up is quick and mostly enjoyable. 

Once you're both clean, you wrap him in his unbelievably soft, fluffy towels and have him sit on the toilet. Vil has been letting you manhandle him around, completely void of any and all energy due to his condition.

"Stay here for a second, I'm going to change your sheets," you pull some of his damp hair away from his beautiful face and Vil makes a sound of acknowledgement.

Swiftly you change the sheets, and switch into some pj's, then retrieve Vil from his bathroom and dress him. 

He's nearly asleep by the time you tuck him into bed, but he's awake enough to kiss you back before you quickly fall asleep alongside him. 

Hopefully when you awake Vil is feeling better, and you're somehow still fine.

Though you sincerely doubt it, considering the way your nose has started to run.

[hazard-queen]

Valentine's special ( dorm leaders X reader)

• It was something unfamiliar for him, the whole thing since it was a boys school before you suddenly appeared nowhere now he has to plan something for Valentine's day to make it special.

• He's the most shy person worldwide so the fact he stood in front of you preventing himself from turning into a geant tomato when he said...

• "Ummm would you like to...go out on a...a...a date with me today?"

• "Sure thing, why not?"

• You simply gave him a smile before you made your way out of the doorm!

• First of all he asked trey to make him a heart shaped red velvet cake!, he sat off himself collecting flowers for you, he was so embarrassed someone may see him like that but what he didn't know that everyone was watching him in silence

• "Awwwww isn't he cute?"

• Cater whispered as both ace and duce nodded crying from the cuteness!

• It was time and you wore your best dress ( the one you could get there) and came on time, riddle couldn't hide his blushing face anywhere when he handed you the bouquet, he was so adorable!

• He was wearing a neat suit, doing his hair to one side (yeah yeah like ciel ) he was just so adorable

• "Happy Valentine's day (y/n)"

• He looked away trying not to make any eye contact with you.

• "I also have something for you!"

• You gave him a heart shaped chocolate, you spent the whole day making it for him, happily he took it from you and he can't be more red than how he is now!

• " t thank you, i i love you.....I MEAN I LOVE THEM!"

• You couldn't help it but to giggle

• "It's ok, i love you too!"

• "Ok i like you!!!!"

• You blinked several times unsure if what you just heard was right or your brain just snapped

• "Did you just say you..."

• "I WON'T REPEAT MYSELF! BE READY AT 6 OR I WILL EAT YOU!"

• He left you dumbfounded, shall you get ready or call police? But at the same time you were happy, are you finally gonna see the soft side of leona?

• He totally does not have any idea where or how he's supposed to get flowers and the necessary things for such an occasion...he never neen nice to anyone before so he paid ruggie for help!

• You got ready and waitd for leona at the gate of Savannahclaw dorm gate as he told you but you never expected what you saw next

• Leona appeared wearing a fancy suite letting his chest open to the air, his hair was done into a bun, you were speechless as you saw him.

• He handed you the bouquet but you still didn't move your gazes away from him.. is that the leona you know and see everyday?

• "(Y/n) Are we going to spend the whole day dumbfounded? I know i look handsome which is nothing new for me but let's go somewhere to hang out!"

• You came back to reality and took the bouquet from leona, you took a chocolate box from your bag giving it to leona

• " h happy Valentine's day leona!!!"

• You saw a smirk formed on the corner of his lips as he took it from you, he just love how blushing you got and your effort not to make an eye contact with him is just...what he actually likes!

• "Happy Valentine's day herbivore!"

• Everything in the lounge is ready, tables, check, candles, check, also food is there and he's now waiting for you to come.

• You walked in wearing a red dress, making your hair a ponytail with light make up, azul got speechless as you walked by and took the chair by him.

• " y you look....breath taking"

• Taking your hand on his, he placed a kiss on the which made you giggle

• "Thank you azul, you look also so handsome!"

• Azul blushed by your compliment then he cleared his throat pointing to jade and azul who came and placed plates on the table and by plates i mean plates of your favourite food

• "Hey azul, can i have some of this plate? It looks delicious and I'm hungry!~"

• As floyd spoke jade poked his arm and dragged him away

• "Don't mind my brother, please enjoy!"

• " ehem...happy Valentine's day (y/n)!"

• He gave you a box full of roses with a red teddy bear on the centre of the box

• "Happy Valentine's day to you too,azul! I also got you something

• You handed him a dark chocolate heart shaped minnie brownies, he took them with a worried smile and a thank you whic you could read

• " hehe don't worry! It's a diet recipe with less calories"

• You both laughed at the same time and continued the romantic date listening to music playd in the lounge.

• "Valen...what?"

• Wait, were you expecting him to know about that? It's not kalim at all...the guy has no clue for what you're saying you know....

• "Y yeah it's the day were people can appreciate their love to others....by giving gifts...roses and other many ways!"

• Your explanation was good and everything but he still didn not get the right idea and translated all what you said that he should go get you gifts!

• A minute passed and you felt like if there was an earthquake but it seems that kalim has got a full carriage of gifts to you....and they are all in gold!

• "Taddaaa! Is that good enough?"

• Kalim shouted on the top of an elephant that it was itself carrying something , you cub your hands over your mouth and shouted so he can hear you.

• "I MEAN GIFTS LIKE ROSES AND CHOCOLATE....THOSE SIMPLE THINGS!"

• "Yes i got you flowers, catch!"

• You smiled rising your arms expecting a bouquet but you found a flower shower that you sinked in!

• .......

• "Kalim!!!! Can we go on a trip on your carpet for a valentine date?"

• "Yes sure!!!"

• You took a flight on the carpet all over the place, it was calm and happy moment, you don't have to buy the one you love expensive things to make them happy, only a small act of care would be enough!

• You were deep asleep when you suddenly felt some tickle on your nose, you moved to the other side feeling annoyed but again this soft tickle came back, squeezing your eyes shut slowly you saw a rose!

• "Good morning my lovely dove!"

• You didn't know if you have to feel happy because of the romantic way he wakes you up with or how messy your hair was or HOW ON EARTH VIL GOT IN YOUR ROOM!!!!!

• "U ummm good morning vil....how did you get in?"

• "Oh well it's a long story! I made you breakfast by the way!"

• Your mouth was wide open you you heard that, did he just say that he MADE you breakfast?

• He placed a tray on the bed that has different kinds of fruits and vegetables and sugar free drinks (no coffee?!)

• He was extra kind and nice as ever to you, he brought you a new dress, flowers, all required things to make you happy.

• "I i also brought you something....Happy Valentine's day, vil!"

• You gave him a box of new limited edition perfume that he wanted.

• "Awww my dear, thank you i really love it"

• Vil gave you a hug and took you to have a romantic date (i don't think vil would like to have a dinner) he just made your day from the beginning to the end of the day...

• It was fine by you to think that idia probably would never get out if his room to take you out or anything, you just don't want to make him out of his comfort zone since he rarely get out of his room.

• You heard knocks on your door thay took you from your deep thought but as you went to open it no one was there except a note.

• ' please meet me today at 6, i will be waiting for you...idia'

• You smiled as you read the note, seems like the guy has changed after all!...did he actually do that? Nope! It was ortho!

• "WWWHHHAAAAAATTTTT?!?!?!?!"

• Idia freaked the second ortho told him what he did, it was like almost the end of the world to him

• "You will wear neat clothes and do your hair, take (y/n) out for Valentine date! You don't want to let her down do you?"

• Of course he would never love to! So idia dressed up in something formal, do his hair in a long pony tail and went to take you out.

• "Don't forget flowers!"

• Handing idia the bouquet, he took a deep breath before he got out of his room to your dorm

• He saw you waiting for him there in a cute outfit and a warm smile that melted his fears away

• "H h happy v Valentine's day (y/n)"

• With shaky hands and a blush idia gave you the bouquet

• "Happy Valentine's day idia!"

• You gave him a hear shaped box wrapped on blue wrap

• "I is that for me?...t thank you"

• He was a blush mess but he couldn't hide his smile when you gave him the box!

• You firstly spent the day with a romantic outing and a lovely walk but since you both are gamers this date ended up in the arcade and you both playing together kicking your enemies !

• He heard about that before from lilia but he never thought he was ever going to take someone out or has to say something romantic to anyone since people were always afraid of him!

• He asked you out and you happily agreed, yeah he was abit nervous but he tried to keep calm when he saw you walk towards him

• "Y you look gorgeous (y/n)! Ah i i got you roses...hope you like them....happy Valentine's day!"

• You looked up to malleus and took roses from him smelling it with a smile

• " oh oh! I got you something too!"

• You handed him a box full of different kinds of chocolate

• "Happy Valentine's day malleus!!!"

• He smiled abit taking the box from you and started at it for abit

• "D didn't you like it?"

• " n no! It's not like that....the whole thing is new to me....i mean...nobody lov....."

• "That is in the past now! I'm here and i love you!"

• Giving him the best of your smile you took his arm in yours and took a walk in the forest

• It was some time before malleus was able to feel less stressed and got along with you, he would invite you to dinner and give you his jacket when you're cold! Malleus is a real nice person when you get to know him but most importantly that he loves you

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

¤~°Scary Monsters! Screaming Halloween Show: Spooky Sweet°~¤

(Y/N) and Yuu felt the warmth of the sun on their backs as the two walk to Ramshackle. The two quiet as Grim chatters about on Yuu's shoulder. "Yuu, um.. Where exactly were you from before Twisted Wonderland?" The female dorm leader asked her vice dorm leader.

(Even though she thought Yuu would be suited much better as dorm leader.)

Yuu shrugs his shoulders lightly so Grim won't fall. His left hand and right hand carrying two bags, while (Y/N) carried the other bags with ease. "To be honest, I'm not really sure.. I don't really have time to think about it."

Yuu said plainly to (Y/N)'s question.The (h/c)-nette hummed in response. Not minding the young males simplistic wording. Instead she just smiled at him, "I'm from (Y/H), well... From what I remember."

She answered simply, like Yuu. "Huh. Really? I think I remember a place like that on the map, I don't think I've ever been there." (Y/N) (e/c) eyes widen, "maybe I could show you around if you ever visit! I think you would like it."

Yuu nods, smiling back at his crush. "Sure, I wouldn't mind." (Y/N) ruffled Yuu's head, his locks turning slightly messy. The male huffs at her antics as Grim laughs. "Sorry, couldn't help myself, you look cute when you pout. Kinda like Riddle!"

The female joked, Yuu only shakes his head as the two were finally on NRC grounds. Grim hops off Yuu shoulder and fly to Ramshackle without the two. Chanting that he wants to eat tuna. "Grim..!"

Yuu calls out to the furball, who didn't hear Yuu. "Fnga!! A monster!" Grim cries as a paper dragon was covering the Ramshackle grounds. Not seeing the students scattered around the area. Working diligently on decorating the whole place.

(Y/N)'s mouth turns into a excited grin, while Yuu looks at it confusingly. Not knowing of the spooky event they would soon participate in!

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(Y/N) hears a knock on the Ramschakle dorm, curiously. She gets up from her spot on the couch and goes to open the door. Unlocking the front door, the female looks around the area. Not a single ghost, person, beastman, fae, in sight. Only a lonely brown package at the bottom of the floor.

(Y/N) picks up the box carefully and takes it inside. When walking to the lounge room, the three ghosts that lived in Rambschakle float down stairs to see what's up. (Y/N) sits back on the couch, with the average sized box sitting on her lap. "Did you three order something?" (Y/N) asked undead friends, the three shook their heads.

"I wonder what's in it?" One of three spoke up."Maybe it's something from the headmaster?" (Y/N) nods, "it could be.." She mutters quietly to herself.

(Y/N) opens the package with hesitation in each of her movements. A piece of (color) neatly folded fabric was in the box. "Huh?" Taking the fabric out, it reveals to be a lot more fabrics!?? (Y/N) and three ghosts look over the first piece of cloth and fabrics that had been in the box.

While the other colorful fabrics still sat at the bottom of the package. "Why is this here..?" (Y/N) asked, holding the (color) cloth up in front of three ghosts. "It must be left overs from the Diasomnia dorm!" The chubby ghost shouted in glee.

"Oh, right! It was probably for their costumes for the Halloween event!" The young female said, but was still puzzled. "Where did this even come from..?" "It came from the box," the smaller ghost said. "Right.. what I meant was, who sent it here?"

Pouring out the fabrics from the box to see if there was a note, or a price tag, nothing was there. "Strange.." The slinky ghost said as he rubbed his chin. (Y/N) could agree with that, but she was more drawn to the cloths scattered around on the couch. A idea pops in her head as she folds up the cloths and lays the dress on the couch.

"I think I got a idea on what to use this for. You three, please protect the stuff on the couch and watch over Yuu and Grim. I need to get some stuff from Mr. Sams shop!" (Y/N) ran out of Ramshackle and tried not to knock into the paper dragon that Senior Vanrouge and his other dorm members worked on.

Not seeing Yuu's confused stare from one of the Ramshackle window's. Once she had returned, she had a pumpkin in one hand. A bag in the other. "It's time to REALLY get into the spirit of Halloween!" (Y/N) placed the pumpkin on the counter and heads up stairs to Yuu/Grims room.

Not before taking the "mystery" box with her.

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It was finally Halloween week! The decorations and costumes were ready. The Halloween committee had decided to drop by Ramshackle to make sure everything was in order. "Wow, everything looks great!" Kalim said with enthusiasm as his ruby eyes shined.

Mallues turns a bit smug after Kalim priase. "Thank you, the Di dorm worked very hard on this." Lilia chuckles at the dorm leader and his haughty tone. Cater takes a few pics, while Deuce looks around. "Where's (Y/N), Yuu and Grim? Shouldn't they have met up with us now?"

"Maybe something came up?" Epel said, looking around the area as well. Vil sighs, "being fashionably late is not something you should do." Jack ears perk up as footsteps came towards the group. "I hear something, I think their on there way here."

Jack was most definitely right about that! Grim came to the group first before the dorm leaders. "Nyaha! Stare at the AMAZING Grim and his awesome costume!" The little feline shouted in pride and glee. His little hat tipping a bit.

"Grim! You're a ghost for Halloween?" Deuce questioned Grim, the furball gives a toothy grin. "Of course!" "What about the others.." Idia asks quietly.

A tired sigh escaped a familiar vice-prefect. Yuu showed a few steps behind Grim. "Hey guys, sorry for being late." Yuu apologized, yet the student didn't look exactly like himself at all! Yuu was dressed up today.

Yuu wore loose white shirt and a slightly grayish vest that had a tail coat attached behind him.The vest had small spider web designs that were a light shade blue, even some at the tail coats end. A pair of simple white pants and shoes. Yuu hair was rather messy, but looked very fluffy.

The final touch was a blue bow-tie that wrapped around his neck.

"You two look great!" Cater said as he started to take a few photos. "Not bad, Yuu!" Deuce says as he pats his friends back rather harshly. Yuu does his best not to double take and nods at his fellow first year.

"Thanks. You should tell (Y/N) and the ghosts that. They worked hard on them."

Almost like a genie being called. The female appeared before the group. "I'm glad you guys liked it." The (h/c) haired female said. "I had no clue what to do durring costume making, I'm greatful the ghosts had helped out."

The dorm leader says bashfully, rubbing the back of neck. "So.. What do you think!" She said with smirk, a creepy gleam in her eyes. The Halloween committee stares at her with awe.

(Y/N) wore a (f/c) dress that had bits of rips and tears. A few peices of uneven fabric hanged off her dress, almost like someone had clawed at it. Splashes of fake blood covered some areas of the dress. A simple white sash was also on her dress, covered in hints of fake blood as well. The sash said "Queen" on it in pretty hand writing.

A plastic tiara was placed crookedly on her head head. Her hair (styled/same). She held a knife in her hands that was drenched in fake blood. "Pretty cool right?" (Y/N) asked the the group.

A confident smile on her face as she waited for someone to respond. Surprisingly, Idia was the first to talk. "You look so.. MOE!" Idia fanboys internally at her costume.

Azul doesn't comment on his friends wording, he just stares at (Y/N) choice of outfit. "What was your thought process for these costumes, (Y/N)?" Jade asked for Azul. Even if the Leech brother was also in slight shock. Which was uncommon to him most days.

(Y/N) swings the knife around, like she was playing hot patato with it. But stops after Jade asked his question. "Er.. well you see. In Yuu's and my world, there was a story or song.. I can't really remember which?"

"But, it was a song about girl who wanted to become the "queen" of her dance that her school was having. Though someone stole her dream and she went on a murderous rampage during the party. Her name was Sarra, I think.. It's a bit fuzzy trying to remember. Anyway, I was inspired by it and then made these costumes with the ghosts help!"

(Y/N) explained, yet Vil looks at her with confusion. "Where did even get those clothes?" Vil gestured to her dress and Yuu's outfit. "I found them outside of Ramshackle. I think it was leftovers of from the Diasomnia dorm?"

"The rest I bought at Sam's shop using some of my paycheck." Yuu overheard her and looks at (Y/N) with worry. "Oh, I see." The handsome vampire said, walking over to her. Vil gently grips her chin, looking over her face.

"Hmm." He hummed, caressing one of her cheeks. "You need to put on some make-up." Vil says as he let's go of her. Pulling out a tiny tube of lipstick, he carefully applied it to her lips.

"I'll put on the rest once we are inside." Not caring for the hateful or unhappy stares of the Halloween committee. Vil goes back to Epel side. The first year looks anywhere but his dorm leader. His fists clenching tightly.

Kalim joyfully jumps over to (Y/N), "you look so pretty! And scary too!" Caring very little on how close they were. The fake werewolf holds her arm as he bombarded (Y/N) with sweet compliments. Cater steps in front of the two.

"(Y/N)-Chan~ Mind if I take a pic of you? Your super scary cute right now!" The female nods as Cater starts snapping a few photos. Hashtaging the pics under, super cute, NRC Halloween event! Cater then takes a selfie as well after, "thanks (Y/N)-Chan!"

"I think it's time to get going." Jack tells the group. Everyone agreed and started to walk to the main campus. Yuu and (Y/N) stayed in the back of group. "You didn't tell me you used your paycheck."

Yuu said as he stared at the female straight in the eye. The (h/c)-nette hurriedly says that she still has enough money for other necessities the three might need in the future. But Yuu only shakes their head, "I could of pitched in." "No way Yuu, you already used most of your Madols on groceries. You need to relax once in awhile and let me treat you!"

Yuu still was not convinced, (Y/N) sighs at him. "We can talk about this later. Right now, I want you to enjoy yourself tonight!" (Y/N) said with a determined, but a pleadding look in her (e/c) eyes. Yuu goes silent, though finally caved in. "Alright.."

"Good, cause I didn't want to abuse my power of dorm leader to make you." (Y/N) jokes, in her head she was cheering for her victory! Yuu gave her a small smile. (Y/N) grasps his hand as the two try not to lose the group.

The End!

(Alright. So I decided to add Yuu in this one because I think Yuu needs more love and free time. They keep dealing with so much stuff, so they need a break! I choose Sara Berry for (Y/N) outfit as a spooky easter egg. Grim and Yuu are her victims, so I gave them ghost costumes! Anyway, Happy Spooky Month! 👻 🎃🃏🍭🍬🍫🎇🎆)

[yan-twst]

If you're taking yan alphabet, then how about A C, N and O for the Pomefiore trio?(i hope it's not too much! But feel free to remove anyone of your liking)

warnings: general yandere themes, drugging, vague mentions of physical violence

vil schoenheit

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

vil isn’t one for PDA; his reputation and career don’t really allow him to act in such a way. besides that, he much prefers to keep his affection behind closed doors. how far he goes depends on his mood, really: usually, he can be sated with being able to hold his darling and pamper them, but... well, it’s not always so easy, is it? also, despite not being big on PDA, he’ll still flaunt his darling to the world, walking around with them in arm, dressed in clothing he picked, almost like some sort of trophy pet to compliment his own outfits

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

vil’s darling is most likely usually put under some sort of love potion, or some numbing / calming draught on the very least to prevent any escape attempts. because of this, vil doesn’t truly see the need to mock his darling about their condition other than some lighthearted musing about how much more pretty they are now, so malleable and obedient

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

vil’s punishments are mostly psychological. he doesn’t want to slap or hurt his darling- he doesn’t want to mar their skin or leave permanent marks, after all: he prides himself in how well he takes care of them. however, in a moment of anger, he might end up shoving more love potion down his darling’s throat than they can handle; it’s ok, even if they’re reduced to a blushing mess due to the poorly measured dose, they’ll be fine... probably

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

vil keeps his darling with a short leash and even less privacy. in his eyes, he’s doing what he should as a partner: he’s making sure they’re the best they can be, he’s polishing the brightest jewel there is. after all, a gemstone is just a rough rock without being cut and polished, right? he holds his darling to standards as high as his own, meaning he controls everything. their diet, their routine, their clothes, their activities: vil insists on taking control, “for their own good”

rook hunt

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

if rook were to describe his love language, it would be every love language. this man loves with passion and with intensity, so much so it’s overwhelming and dizzying. his sense of shame seems to be nowhere to be found; he doesn’t care if he’s seen pinning his darling to a wall for a french kiss, or if he has to intimidate people away from them in public. rook’s love is terrifying in that even as intense as it is, it always feels like he’s holding back a little

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

he absolutely would. rook believes all facets of his darling are beautiful; even their broken, cold face when they realize escaping is impossible. he’ll let them run through pomefiore’s vast forests, make them think they’ve escaped in the middle of the night, only to pop up and catch them. don’t they understand he’s a hunter of love? there’s no escaping him; his heart will always lead him to them

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

as mentioned, he vastly enjoys dangling freedom in front of his darling’s face only to catch them- the fear of the dark forest, arrows whipping past them- never quite hitting them, nicking skin but never digging into their flesh, digging into the dirt where they’d just stepped- and of course, the final scream when rook easily takes hold of them. 

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

rook doesn’t like his darling wandering too far. he’s caught his prey; what sort of hunter would capture such a beautiful creature only to let it walk away and get snatched by another predator, hm? he allows vil and epel to interact with his darling, but that’s about it. friends and family, he doesn’t care much for. love should be all his darling needs, yes? and he’s more than glad to provide

epel felmier

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

epel is stuck between his shyness and his desire to be bold. he’s... never been in a relationship before- all he knows about love is what the old grannies said, that it was “burning and like nothing else, warm and wanting to protect someone”. he’s aware his desire is more of an obsession, but... well, he doesn’t care, really. it’s a bit jarring to watch him be shy about having his darling so easily at his disposal, and even moreso when he’s mad or he’s feeling bold and just does as he pleases

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

he’s under so much stress, being stuck in this stuffy dorm and dressed in those godawful clothes that do nothing but make his appearance more dainty and feminine; he has to deal with vil’s bulshit, nobody takes him seriously... so it’s no wonder he often unleashes those frustrations on his darling. aren’t they weak and useless to get kidnapped so easily? they’re so pathetic, really. of course, he often feels terrible after saying those things; but there’s no denying that for a split second, the fear in his darling’s eyes makes him wish he could scare them a bit more

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

it depends on how they angered him. despite wanting to be perceived as strong and manly, epel doesn’t particularly want to harm his darling; perhaps it’s because his upbringing was so peaceful, or because all the old aunties engraved into his head that harming his loved ones was bad. but even still, if epel is already having a bad day and is then forced to deal with his darling’s attempts to struggle or escape, he might just snap. a rough slap or two, and maybe stuffing a sock in their mouth so they can shut up until he calms down

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

his lack of experience in romance results in him not being sure what to do, so he does... everything, in the worst way possible. his jealousy is easy to bring forth- especially if his darling is talking to someone taller, stronger than him (which... isn’t too hard in NRC), if he sees any other first year trying to get their attention, hell, even when teachers called for them his blood would boil. epel resolves this by keeping them in his room- they’re his. and he’ll make sure they understand that they can do nothing to change that.

[once-upon-a-side-character]

If you're still doing this, top 5 ouat arcs and top 5 villains?

I am still doing these! I’ve just been busy over the last week (and also I take ages writing very long winded answers). These were such good asks, thank you so much anon! <3

Top 5 arcs:

1. Season 1

Maybe this will surprise people but I won’t deny that I actually really had to force myself to get through the first season of ouat. On my first watch my fave characters were Regina and Rumple (because at least they were funny and therefore entertaining) and I just wasn’t gripped by any of the rest of them. Then I finished up to season 5 (since s6 hadn’t aired) and...rewatched it. And it is was so much better on rewatch. Yes, there are still bits I don’t like about season 1 (the love triangle with snow/david/kathryn still annoys me and I will never not be furious about the graham situation and just how poorly that storyline played out.) but the rest of it? Incredible. Everything just felt so balanced and well thought through. Yes, it was still a show about fairy tale characters (specifically...disney characters) but in season 1 all their stories felt mature and considered (instead of gimmicky). The wardrobe plot? Genius. And I just love the way they set up Storybrooke as a place and how we slowly get to know who each of it’s denizens are.

2. Season 3A

Season 3A was my fave season for a long time. Why? Because it’s gooooood! Pan is fun. I like the ‘Pan is actually Rumple’s horrible dad’ plot twist. I like Rumple’s character growth in his arc. I like Neal and Henry and their interactions. I like Emma’s character growth and how she comes to a lot of realisations about herself in this arc. I like that turmoil that Snow and David are separately experiencing (David’s thing with the dreamshade and Snow feeling guilty that she feels angry about missing out on Emma’s childhood). And I like some of the new characters introduced like Tinker Bell. I just feel like there’s a lot of good and interesting character development going on in 3A and overall I really like it for that.

3. Season 2

Season 2 is just Season 1 but with a bit more emphasis on the fairy tale part...and that’s why it’s good. I love the vast range of characters that we get to see and how much fun Once has in introducing every fairy tale character they possibly can. Mulan gets her debut! I love Tiny and that he finds a family with the dwarves, Cora is a pretty fun villain and I’m glad we get to see more of Victor’s backstory as well. There are a whole host of really great episodes in this season and I really like it <3  

4. Season 4A

4A would be potentially higher on this list if it wasn’t for its pitfalls. The good parts about 4A were the Snow Queen’s arc (which did not get enough screen time) and all the bits to do with Emma’s past and childhood. Loved all of it. The issues I have with 4A stem from the frozen plot line. Now let me just say that frozen is easily one of my fave disney movies, so of COURSE I was pleased to see frozen characters. But I just wish that it had been a cameo instead of taking up the whole arc. And I also wish that they’d changed the damn costuming for the frozen characters as well. Poor Elsa being stuck in that dress for the entire arc was just heartbreaking. The whole thing felt like a cash grab and I just wanted it to be executed so much better than it was. THAT SAID I did still like it and yes I like this arc a lot overall.

5. Season 4B

This is just a FUN arc. I love the Queens of Darkness so I’ll admit that’s a big factor for me but also I love the emphasis on family in this arc. Obviously, you do have the turmoil between Emma and her parents and honestly I’m less keen on that whole plot line but on the flipside you have characters like Maleficent and her broken relationship with her daughter. Or maybe I AM just swayed by the Queens of Darkness

TOP 5 VILLAINS:

1. Jafar (OUATIW)

And yet another reason as to why OUATIW is so good... I won’t spoil too much in case there are those of you that would like to watch Wonderland and haven’t just yet, but..he’s just fabulous, I swear. Genuinely threatening and evil, but also suave and sexy, he makes for a pretty decent villain. But it’s what’s underneath it all that really pushes him to be a great villain. He has one of the most harrowing tragic childhood backstories out of any ouat character but he isn’t given a redemption arc because of it. We have a better understanding of his anger and why he did what he did. We have genuine sympathy towards his character. But it doesn’t change his status as a villain and I just think he has one of the most mature character arcs of any villain in ouat and that some of ouat’s other villains could have benefited from a similar narrative themselves.

2. Cruella de Vil

I mentioned her on my top 5 character list so I won’t ramble but she’s just FUN. I’m sure most of you have already seen that post floating around in response to the new Cruella movie, and how ouat’s Cruella backstory worked so well, and that post sums it up pretty perfectly. The show tries to make you think that a tragic backstory is going to play out...but it doesn’t. And she was just...an evil murderer that likes manipulating people and having her own way. She’s over the top and ridiculous and I never thought I would see Cruella de Vil playing angry birds on screen.  

3. Zelena Mills

Zelena! is! a! fun! villain! Idk guys, I just feel like Zelena gets a lot of hate from fandom in a way that almost none of the other villains do. Is she a terrible person? obviously, yes. But she’s so uncompromisingly evil and she has FUN while she does it and I can’t not love and respect that. I think that her villain origin story is a little weak at times (the jealousy angle is obviously a necessity but also a little overplayed at times) but overall I just love her dry humour and snarky little comments and I think she’s lots of fun.

4. Rumplestlistkin

I care a lot less about Rumple post season 3 but I will say that overall I think he’s a really enjoyable character and a fun villain. Imp!Rumple in particular is super fun (although I really like his Mr. Gold alter ego almost as much). He’s chaotic on the surface but meticulous and calculating on the inside and that makes for a thoroughly enjoyable villain. Killing him off at the end of season 3A would have been a better narrative arc for his character...but I won’t deny that I would have been sad to see him go so early on and the show wouldn’t have been the same without him.

5. Maleficent

Mal is a little different to the others on this list because actually I really like (I’m not quite sure that you can call it a redemption arc, per se, but) the sympathy her character is given. She was always a pretty neutral villain. She mostly seemed to just mind her own business unless she was provoked. And then she had her child stolen from her and I really did feel for her. She’s badass, cool and sexy and I hope she and Lily are having some nice mother-daughter bonding moments in Storybrooke or wherever they are. (Plus that suit is one of the best villain looks in the entire show).

[slashingdisneypasta]

Poly!Cruella De Vil and James Nolan/Prince James x Reader || Headcanons

Plot: These two together totally skeeve me out but I just find them as a concept so amusing!! And I'm glad they found eachother XD So, poly relationship HC's are a must.

Warnings: These two are complete freaks. So there are nsfw themes throughout. Kinks include heavy Mommy Kink, James is her bestubbled 'Golden Boy', Pet Play mentions, domestic kinkiness (the way you all act is not just sexual at this point, it's just your dynamic), etc. Also obnoxiously cutesy nicknames like 'Jamesy-poo' XDD That's definitely a warning! And feelings, which sneak up on you (: By the time you realise, its too late XD

This was a blast XD

<3 <3 <3

Alright so Cruella is definitely!! in total control here. She's the Boss. The Dom. The Asmodeus to yours' and James' Fizz, to you Helluva Boss fans.

The Mommy of your little 'family', basically.

Then James is her 'Golden Boy'/naughty boy, and you are their sweet, sweet pet. So like, James is a little bit higher up in the procession of power then you, but not by much.

Often its her directing the two of you equally, but occasionally she'll ask James what he thinks they should do with you, or leave you two to 'play on your own'- and she makes it clear that Jamesy-Wamesy is in charge, while she's away.

"Sweetheart stay with darling Jamesey-poo, mommy has some work to do." - Cruella, whenever she has to go do some Evilness.

When you're cold its really a toss-up; Cruella may actually give you some furs to wear (This version of her really likes the idea of branding you~ ) or you might get James' jacket. His prince jacket! Ahh <3

Cruella may have you dressing like James eventually. She thinks its cute if her two playthings have a uniform.

If you'll remember, James left his old flame Jack to die at the top of the beanstalk, totally heartless- but let me tell you, Cruella has that man so whipped he wouldn't even think about doing that to her unless there was a HUGE pay out. You, he may consider abandoning. But one nasty look from her and he'll save your sweet ass like the prince he was groomed to be. He does love you (As much as he and Cruella can love at least), its just that (In the words of his Wiki Page) he's inherited 'King Georges lack of empathy and ruthless personality'.

You and Cruella watching James fight with David-

You: Oh god, which one's James?? Cruella: The ruggedly handsome one. You: I- which one!? Who's winning?? Oh, ow! Who just got punched in the jaw?? Who's the one bleeding? Cruella: Oh, you tell me! They look exactly the same, darling! You: *deadpanned at her*

You and James have an odd relationship where you kinda argue a lot, when you're not being their obedient 'pet'. You're very snarky with each other and it makes Mommy Cruella roll her eyes- but she loves it. She loves being the 'favourite'.

Cruella, to David: Jimmy has always resented you for being the one that those horrible parents of yours kept... You: ... ehhh, I don't think he's that deep actually. I think he's just sore he had the best sword lessons in the enchanted forest and still got killed by a Behemoth. Cruella: Darling- You: ... and also David got a castle. And people like him. and I don't know how identical they are under the clothes but I bet his dick is bigger, too, honestly. Cruella: 🙄 Darling... You: aM I wRoNg???? Cruella: *Sigh, turning back to David who's very understandably uncomfortable* My darlings are such a pain sometimes... anyway Sheriff Stubbles, where were we?

... You and James fight over Cruella often. Who gets to make her drinks, who gets to kiss her first, who gets to go down on her (You've been known to actually trip that asshole off the bed before and he has dragged you to the end of the bed and tied you to the bedpost before. All the while Cruella just sits there all pleased with herself~~ Maybe acting annoyed a little, but acting badly XD), etc.

That doesn't mean you two aren't very fond of each other, though. Its mostly fun, and foreplay (;

Cruella and James are both allowed to have 'fun' with other people (Whether that be actually going out and sleeping with others or just that- 'fun'. Like when Cruella pretended she though David was James and when James pretended to be David to kiss Snow), but let me be clear- you are not.

Cruella: Darling you're like our faithful Rottweiler, aren't you?? You would never hurt us like that. You could never be pleased by anyone else but us. Hm?

James: Yeah, and no one else would put up with you, either *eyeroll*

They don't actually do it very often though, mess around with others. They're both quite content with this relationship right here! Not that either of them would admit it.

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