katrina

malleus draconia:

lilia vanrouge:

silver vanrouge:

idia shroud:

vil schoenheit:

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rook hunt:

fic intro 🤍

kalim al asim:

azul ashengrotto:

jade leech:

leona kingscholar:

ruggie bucchi:

riddle rosehearts:

trey clover:

cater diamond:

ace trappola

To the outside world, it wasn’t nearly as obvious as it seemed. Rook was.. well, Rook. An eccentric personality wrapped in devotion, tied all pretty with a bow of poetry. Not to Vil though. To Vil, Rook was something of a pillar — someone who he can lean on and trust with his deepest secrets without the worry of judgement. That’s just how Vil liked it.

No one questioned it when the duo was seen to be far closer than what was deemed ‘socially acceptable’. Why would they? To anyone else, it was just how they were.

Rook would shower Vil in enough compliments to cure the droughts even Kalim couldn't.

Though, he does this to.. almost everyone. Including you, there isn't a day that goes by without Rook gushing over something most would never think twice about.

You did your hair a little differently today? Rook's already praising it as the style has enchanted him; in reality it's just a half-up half-down. Or maybe you wore a different perfume today, something more floral to match the bloom of spring. Now Rook’s comparing you to the most beautiful field of flowers, with praise worthy of royal ears.

Vil on the other hand — is far less expressive when compared to the likes of Rook. But it's there. His praise is hidden in the subtle acts of service he gives you throughout the days. Your tie’s crooked, and you haven't seemed to notice? Well, that can't be.

Before you can even say “pomefiore” he's in front of you, slender fingers smoothing out the striped fabric with a touch so gentle even you're convinced it might be made of glass. Though his affection is really hidden in the way his fingers linger for a moment too long while straightening your collar, claiming it's all so ‘you can look your very best.’ He really just enjoys the domestic proximity. His skin’s warm, even through the gloves you can feel it, and it causes your cheeks to warm.

That's just how they are, right? There can't be something deeper. At the end of the day, Vil is a world class celebrity, and Rook — well, he's… not a world class celebrity — he's affectionate with everyone. Always praising them, never in the same way he does with you. With you, it’s direct, less flashy in his mannerisms. When he compliments you, it's not just a change he's noticed recently, it's something he took note of months ago, admiring it before he finds those perfect words to admire you with.