#rook x Vil

[cheekinpermission]

Friendly reminder that Vil smooching Pomefiore (+ Yuu) is canon. I'll never get over this.

YOU GET A SMOOCH AND YOU GET A SMOOCH AND YOU GET A SMOOCH

Something awoke in young Erin that day...

[mossyvil]

poly rookvil + yuu thoughts!

notes: sometimes you just have to write the things you want to read so that’s what this is LMAO

this is an established relationship, if anyone’s interested i can write some stuff for pre-relationship/getting together! also requests are open update: part two here

the three of you guys are basically inseparable outside of class time! whenever one of you is missing it’s almost a guarantee that you’re with the other two somewhere

they are so sweet!! both of them show their love in different ways, but at the end of the day none of you are feeling unloved or undervalued in the relationship because love is given so freely

rook is obviously more straightforward with his affections- he’s very into (respectful) pda with his lovers and will literally go on tangents about all the things he loves about you and vil! even to other students who really don’t give a shit

vil has to be more subtle in his affections, being a celebrity means eyes on him at all times, and the last thing he wants is crazy fans hounding you and rook. even a more “normal” relationship would be hard to navigate, much less one with two other people

as you can probably guess, self care days are a must with these two! they love to pamper you anyways, so a day they can take care of you (and your skin, thanks vil) is a perfect way to spend a day off from classes and work!

speaking of- vil is extremely busy, with modeling shoots and interviews and the like. he tries his best to not let it get in the way of your relationship, but it can be hard sometimes

on days where vil can’t be with you, rook and you try to make the most of it. he takes you on your date of choice (pls don’t let him choose he is not to be trusted) and uses it as a chance to get some one on one time with you

vil, shockingly, is a very big cuddle bug! most people think he wouldn’t want to be that close to someone, especially when he needs his beauty sleep, but he actually sleeps better with you both and wakes up less rested after a night alone

rook will say the most OUT OF POCKET shit randomly and vil will glare at him while rook is just 😌

they’re both so proud of you, someone who has almost nothing to their name in a new scary world, for persevering in spite of it all, and they love you more than words ♡ rook will definitely write a poem about his love tho

[bananaseq]

what actually happened after VDC:

[ikanpesuttsblog]

⚠️ SPOILER FOR CHAPTER 8 TWISTED WONDERLAND AND SAVANACLAW ROOK GROOVY⚠️

Saw a post about how guilty Rook felt after the entire VDC shenanigans and how it made Vil overblot, and I think the Savanaclaw Rook groovy is supposed to portray how guilty he felt after voting for the other team and made Vil overblot, hypothetically "k*lling" Vil and his dream, thus he's crying because he can't change it in his dream (it already happened in reality) yet he felt really guilty while aiming his arrow at a silhouette of Vil on top of a glamorous (VDC?) stage.

[riddle-rosethorns]

twisted wonderland as textposts 3/?

continuing this series from my main (@data-dork) since i actually have a twst blog now

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(credit to @/alchemivich for the sprite assets!)

[hey-haven]

Hey what’s gayer? Being gay it whatever these two have going on?

[lorkai]

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: I'm a little biased as always when it comes to those two but this was one of my best fics imo, look at their happy faces. They're so precious! I love them sm ipjwiojweoijg. There's probably some typos but I'm super busy with uni stuff + can't find the time now to proofread and this has been on my drafts for a while now, so I'm posting how it is. Tagging u bcs u asked, I hope u like this silly fic! @hanafubukki

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Not necessarily a warning but there's some suggestiveness at the start.

"Today I'm going to steal Rook's hat!" Those were your exact words.

You said this at six o'clock in the morning, the sun still creeping across the sky to brighten everyone and everything another day, after having entered through the open window of Vil's room like a gremlin - how you did it he had no idea considering his room was on the top floor of Pomefiore.

And in that moment, when you gush about how smooth and soft Rook's hat felt to the touch, and how you would play with the feather and laugh at the surprised expression on Rook's face, Vil wanted nothing more than to turn to the other side of the bed and go back to sleep.

You threw yourself into the vacant space next to Vil, swinging your legs happily as you asked for your beloved's help. Your little puppy eyes making his heart clench and twist inside his chest, like it always did when you used that same trick time and time again.

Breathe, exhale. He remembered. He couldn't give in to your whims again, he remembered well what happened last time.

You invited yourself even closer to him, ignoring your personal distance to cup his face in your hands, fingers massaging the silky skin as you looked up at him. "Please, Mein Lieber."

For a long second, Vil wondered how he could love two persons as chaotic as you and Rook. You two were practically the same and more times than you should you followed the hunter around, imitating his mannerisms and making him laugh like that because you think it was funny. You liked imitating him and Rook loved to have you around, taking you to people watch while you both stated your observations on each person.

This and Rook liked to teach you the hunter ways. So far, you haven't killed anyone with your bad bow skills.

"Du bist die Liebe meiines Lebeéns." You whispered against his ear, consonants and vowels completely exaggerated and some pronounced wrong. And he ignored you, rolling his eyes, accustomed to your antics by now.

One of the different things between you and Rook is that the Chasseur D'amour would use flattery and his good observation to get what he wanted, you instead always chose to irritate people (mainly Vil) with your terrible German speech. Was it your only weapon or was it just because Vil couldn't bear such torture?

He preferred not to know.

You then changed tactics, preferring to fill his face with slow kisses but always avoiding the place he wanted you to kiss him. His temples, his cheeks, his nose, his chin, every bit of skin your lips touched made him feel dizzy. Vil could mentally hear Rook's whines if he were there, ignored, Rook was always so needy for his and yours attention.

His rough, chipped lips slowly descending though the queen's neck while his hands free from his gloves gently navigated Vil's sides and hips. He trembled in your arms.

"That's enough!" Vil looked at you, panting. He held you before you could kiss his eyebrows too. "I'll help you, but you better come here right now and kiss me. On the lips, darling."

You didn't need to hear it twice. The kiss began softly, a needy dance of emotions. But he wanted more, needed more until he was truly satisfied with it. You had woken him up too early, had disturbed him and irritated him. He needed this to restore his good mood.

He needed you like you needed him.

Time seemed to slow down as you met again for a kiss, and another, and another, and hundreds of others, leaving only a sweet freshness behind. That was how he described all the kisses he shared with you, all of them precious.

Vil felt you smiling through the kiss, he could feel the aura of victory and presumption that exuded from you. He bit your bottom lip hard to keep your attention on him, making you whine.

"However, the execution of this plan of yours will depend entirely on you, Liebling. I don't need to remind you that Rook is a great observer and will instantly know you’re up to something if you act differently.”

You nodded as if you were confident that your other lover wouldn't be able to notice anything. Or at least, that he didn't realize it until it was too late.

Later, after you had kissed Vil until he was beaming and satisfied, and his lips were softly swollen, you found yourself sitting on a high branch of a tree, hidden from view and engulfed by green leaves. Waiting for the right moment, watching your target.

You forced your eyes to follow every movement of your vulnerable prey, the one who was sitting a few meters away from you, resting in his usual spot and polishing his bow.

As promised, Vil was talking to Rook about a subject you didn't know what it was. His expression carried the usual serious air but it was accompanied by a calm smile. Rook had that effect on him. And in you too, as if he always knew what you needed to hear to smile, to laugh and to cry.

Yuu notices the way Rook tilts his head to better hear what Vil is saying and how Vil laughs at Rook's jokes. A few seconds go by, you very slowly starts to climb down from your hiding spot, at this point you didn't even need to think anymore, your hands knew where to hold and how to search. It was like second nature.

Finally on the ground again, you do your best to mingle with the tall trees and huge bushes. You can still make out Rook and Vil's figures, the hunter stood up, showing Vil his bow and arrows, and he demonstrated the correct way to hold it.

It occurred to you that maybe Vil was talking about some role he would need to play as an archer and you had to admit that captured Rook's attention perfectly. He was so excited while he explained this and that to his lover, you almost wished to forget your little plan and come closer to listen to him. When he goes on a rant, his beautiful green eyes lighten up while he explain and demonstrates, even more when he can answer some doubts.

'Focus, soldier', you thought to yourself.

The hunter handed his bow to the queen, placing his hands over Vil's and explaining how Vil should shoot to hit the target. And Vil did perfectly. As Vil gracefully executed the instructions, Rook's admiration was evident by his big smile.

As Vil's aim improved under Rook's guidance, you edged closer, careful not to disturb the serene moment. Careful to remember every little detail. You could feel the tension building within you, anticipation mingling with determination. As Vil hitted the target, Rook engulfed him in a warm and long hug, swaying side to side as if they were doing a little comemmoration dance.

This was the moment you had been waiting for, as Rook kept praising Vil, you were getting closer, silent, deadly, your hands strecthed to grab your prize. sensed the perfect opportunity to strike. Timing was crucial, very important for you mission, and you waited a little more, watching them.

His hat was so close now... The sun shone into it, making it looks so comfy. You almost wanted to rush, to grab and run but you waited just a little more.

Vil handed back the bow, still smiling. You could tell it was genuine, he was proud of himself to be able to hit the target even if he wouldn't use this knowledge anywhere. More than this, as he put a stray hair behind his ear, Rook stood on his tiptoes to give his queen a kiss as reward.

And was then that you emerged from your hiding place, your presence initially unnoticed amidst the rustling leaves. Before either could react, you grabbed his hat and ran as if your life depended on it. It was so much beautiful, so soft and comfy, you putted on your head, the last thing you saw was Rook's shocked but proud eyes staring at you.

You had accomplished your mission, feeling very proud of yourself. But now it was time to proceed with the next phase of your plan; run away from Rook.

[b0njourbeach]

Everyone: We're done for Halloween 2024! And ofc I had to end it with the Disaster Blondes from Pomefiore, come on now.

I hope y'all had a good scare today, it's 11pm for me and since I've been posting those hourly, this'll be the final face swap (for now)

Don't sigh too loud in relief, Halloween pt. 2 (aka Christmas) is coming soon :)

[strawpez]

Heehhehahahhahagahahhhhhgsshshe theyre so ugly i love them dhdsnhdndnsjd

[secondary-colorentimy]

hes swatching his lipstick colors what could you possibly need right now 🙄

[frie-ice]

This collage of Rook Hunt and Vil Schoenheit is part of my TWST ship collage series for Pride Month. After I made a collage of Rook and Epel Felmier when I was focusing on characters that were featured in the Phantom Bride event, it only felt right that I also do one of Rook with Vil. Have this collage be of a ship within the Pomefiore dorm.

[emienvee2811]

RookVil

[v-anrouge]

5 am ask attack:

Drop them RookVil headcanons (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

Cutesy, angsty, wild, just drop any u want.

(ofc if u feel like it, I just really like ur rambles bout them lmao)

Also I hope u r not awake like me

OH OKOK EHAM

Rookvil headcanons

Rook and vil often dance together at night in pomefiore's garden, rook is constantly whispering praise and attempting to kiss him but vil always dodges, until finally vil dips rook low and finally kisses him.

They cook together, rook helps vil prep their breakfast together everyday. Vil works hard and rook just wants to be able to lessen some of his burden.

During school breaks, they call eachother everyday, they stay on call for hours, sometimes they're not even doing anything, just in call with eachother to be able to feel closer when they physically can't.

Sometimes rook holds out until it's a bit late to go to dress up to ceremonies so vil can help him by drying his hair, combing it and sometimes even doing his makeup.

Vil has a special separate section of lipsticks that stain so he can leave kiss marks on rook, simply because he knows rook really likes it.

Once for rook's birthday, vil got tickets for neige's show, and being such a "close friend" (in neige's words) he gets a super privileged view. Afterwards, at home, rook clings to vil desperately, following him around like a puppy and kissing and hugging him everytime he can. Took him some days to get back to normal.

Rook guys and preps fruit everyday for vil's smoothies while he's doing his skincare morning routine, his timing scarily perfect as always, he always brings it right when vil puts on his mask so he can drink while he waits.

Vil is cold, Rook is warm, so he loves to warm vil up, during winter rook will get extra clingy, and he knows vil likes it

They sleep completely tangled in one another, but somehow, their faces are always close.

They love to match clothing, but because they can't just go out like that, they always match with accessories instead, in rook's opinion it's extra special, his favorite is the beautiful ring in vil's hand, spelling out a promise to love and make him happy forever, with shiny little rocks, for only vil to understand the meaning of.

[kid-kit-kit]

I don't know how to hype up a drawing 😶

Anyway FRIENDS,FOE AND UNDECIDED

Let me present to you one of the fan kids I'm the most proud of (he's literally just a tiny verse of his dad and it pisses Vil off)

The one and only Edward! (It is a twilight reference)

This little freak is always looking to take the best picture of ''beauty''.

he is a bit of a perfectionist and will force you to pose for hours if it's needed to take the perfect picture.

I will not shut up about him nor the next kids y'all have been warned.

Also I'm thinking about changing my post day from Sunday and Thursday to Saturday and Wednesday do y'all care or have any other suggestions??

[alovelyl0ver]

Vil: Do you want take a shower with me?

Rook: I have a gun on that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shoot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.

[cvlutos]

"A Chair for You"

| 01.15.23 | 0.5 K | All Audiences |

Vil Schoenheit X GN!Reader X Rook Hunt

| Fluff | Implied Vil x Rook | Poly | Etc. | Proceed with Caution, Dearest. |

T.Manor.Notes: Literally broke my back writing this. Cause you deserve it. <3 @v-anrouge

The changing of seasons. So frequent, yet so unnoticed.

Cradling his delicate hands, slowly jogging across the campus grounds, he’ll be late. His bag tucked under his arm, and his scarf flutters in the wind. It’s unlike him to be in a hurry. To be late without proper notice. Yet he has no excuse, no proper one, then simply getting swept away in conversation. You had greeted him, asking how he slept and chatted away about what you had planned. You spoke leisurely, in no hurry to make it to class, with relaxed shoulders and a pleased, comfortable smile. He found himself enamored with how easygoing you made yourself within his presence.

A part of him liked it.

To be treated as if he was merely a friend to you. A friend. He exhales. He doesn’t regret sending the short amount of time, yet as the cold flush his cheeks red, as he slips into the school building, he’s sure to make you pay back in kind. He skips over steps gracefully, making sure no one was around before reaching the second floor. Slowing down upon seeing a familiar brown hat, with a large gleaming white feather.

“Good Morning Roi de Poison~” He can nearly roll his eyes, taking off his gloves as Rook opens the door, folding them and tucking the gloves in his bag, before removing his scarf and coat, which Rook takes eagerly, as they both move to the only open seats in the back. “I’m not late?” Vil’s eyes glance over the classroom, not spotting the teacher, which irks him a bit. He jogged for nothing.

“Did you forget we’re joining classes for the day~” There’s a slight edge to his voice, and Vil can’t help but hum in thought, slightly leaning back in his seat, still with perfect posture. His eyes scan across the room, before landing on Rook, who’s merely watching. His eyes half-lidded with his cheek in his palm, his lips pulled into a lazy smile. Vil raises a brow, to which causes the Huntsman to lean forward.

“Tu es juste magnifique~” Vil forces a neutral expression, muttering a soft ‘I know’ which only causes Rook to chuckle. Yet he doesn’t falter, grabbing the Housewarden’s hand, and placing a chaste kiss upon his knuckles, murmuring against his velvety skin.

“Tant que vous le savez, je suis heureux.” Vil opens his lips to speak, leaning closer to Rook before the sound of fresh voices broke whatever world they were in.

Grim, Ace, Deuce, and you…

Their eyes lock on you, watching you and the other students file into the classroom, taking different seats. You sit with your friends, yet you seem to search the classroom before spotting both Vil and Rook, waving at them with a smile. Lilac eyes widen for a split moment, dipping his chin to you in acknowledgment before Rook sends back a wave with a large smile, which doesn’t seem to satisfy the huntsman cause before Vil can even stop what’s happening, Rook is already halfway across the room. Scaring half the surrounding students of his sudden appearance.

He watches you talk with Rook. Whatever being said makes you laugh, and Vil can feel his lips quirk, almost as if he was there. His eyes drift over to the empty seat, one for him, one for rook, and one day—. He rises from his seat, faux annoyance on his face as he makes his way over to you and your group.

—A chair for you.

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