Mop Mop

SUMMARY: vil was looking forward to spending a romantic evening with you, but you are glued to your phone

PAIRING: vil schoenheit x reader

WARNINGS: established relationship

NAVIGATION: Twisted Wonderland Masterlist | Pomefiore Masterlist

Vil believed that admiration nurtured the seed of beauty. He had always carried that conviction. On stage, under the camera’s gaze, and even more so in private. To be admired was not simple vanity to him; it was proof that beauty inspired, that effort bore fruit. And yet, when it came to you, admiration became something far more personal. He craved your eyes on him, not as a performer but as the man who cherished you.

Vil prided himself on patience. It was a quality he cultivated, though lately it seemed to falter whenever he was with you. You had a way of unsettling his composure. Sometimes through charm, other times through sheer obliviousness. Tonight, it was the latter.

He had cleared a rare evening from his schedule, intent on spending it with you, perhaps sharing a calm conversation or simply enjoying one another’s company. Yet as minutes passed, your attention never left your phone screen, and each gentle hum of acknowledgment sounded more distracted than the last, a quiet frustration began to simmer beneath his poised exterior. He tried, at first, to ignore it. He dropped hints, soft remarks, a shift in tone meant to draw your gaze. But nothing worked.

"Mm, yes,"  you murmured absentmindedly after finally noticing that Vil had stopped talking.

Vil’s gaze sharpened. The faint downturn of his lips betrayed his annoyance. He folded his arms. His posture was as graceful as ever, though a chill entered his voice. "Dearest, remind me, what exactly did you just agree to?"

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

Riddle is the type to be absolutely and fully flustered mess with you.

The poor boy would treat his feelings like a problem that needed to be solved, and equations he only has to study to get over. He doesn’t see these feelings as something natural, it’s more of a nuisance he can’t get rid of.

He often tells himself that that this all is compete “nonsense” that he even feels this way. Clearly, this is simply steaming from admiration for your diligence or maybe even your etiquette!! Of course, it’s nothing more!!!

…. It has nothing to do with the fact that he’ll quietly study you. Daily. Every chance he is given.

Noticing what you like, what you’re good at, what frustrates you, the way you smile at grim. He’ll remember every detail.

“You prefer two sugars in your tea, yes? Ah? Don’t look so surprised, i simply noticed you make a face when there is only one sugar added to your tea.”

Fine. Alright. He may have some small little feelings towards you. Nothing he isn’t able to handel of course.

Since Riddle isn’t exactly.. well lack for better terms, Riddles isn’t smooth. At all. Not even a little, he has never had to navigate these type of feelings before. So bear with him.

He will start giving you acts of service that are disgusted as rule enforcement. He’ll start to scold you for breaking a rule, but then quickly and gently fix whatever the problem really was.

“You should not be skipping breakfast! In the Queens laws, section 43, article F. One should always have breakfast by 9:15, sharp. Come with me now, we will get you something from the kitchen.

Small, yet thoughtful gifts start to find their way towards you. Not showy, not really his vibe, but something sweet. A bookmark if you enjoy reading, A beautiful high quality pen if you enjoy writing. And if you mentioned a stressful day, your favorite pastry was at your dormroom doorstep.

And now suddenly you find yourself being invited to private tea time, or study sessions that “just so happen” to include only you. He claims its only because you are from earth and need extra help, but his cheeks will be pink the whole time.

Riddle will start to get subtly defensive if anyone speaks a bit too harshly to you. Thought he will completely deny this if you ever bring this up to him!

“What?! No, it wasn’t ‘for you’. Don’t be ridiculous!! I merely thought they were being unnecessarily rude, thats all.”

Expect formal gestures all of a sudden. Such as walking you to class, offering his arm to you, taking your books into his arms, making sure you walk on the left side of the sidewalk.

“You’ve turned my world upside down. Yet, somehow even with this horrid unstructured feelings… I still hope you notice them.”

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

Quite honestly, Leona notices you much sooner than you ever noticed him. He noticed you the very first day you somehow headed up in twisted wonderland and mess at orientation.

Although, him noticing you doesn’t necessarily mean he cared about you. Because in quite honestly? He hardly did. It was more of a glance over at the mess, and a scoff of annoyance.

Leona doesn’t fall fast. Hell he hardly falls at all. But he definitely gains interests in you if you’re sharp, overly confident, or someone who doesn’t easily bow down to him. Even if it is a very very slow gain of interest in you.

He thrives on challenge. Leona is someone who hates if things are easily handed to him, despite how lazy he really is. And you? Quickly became his more intriguing challenge.

He’ll start to lounge around nearby more often. On your way to class with ace and deuce? Somehow Leona is there “napping” under a tree on the path to your class.

He’s watching, from a distance of course. Quietly studying your reactions, your voice, your laugh.

When Leona decides you are worth his time, he will start to poke fun at you. At your temper, insecurities, annoyances. Just to see how you handle pressure. If you snap back at him..? His smirk gets dangerously proud.

“Oh yeah? Huh. You’ve got bite. I like that.”

Leonas version of.. “courting” (I use that term very loosely) if very unconventional.

He is never going to chase you, never. But he will make you come to him. That doesn’t mean he’s not trying. He’s just confident enough to make it seem effortless.

Things like physical proximity? Yeah. That. Leona will get close, maybe leaning on your shoulder grumping that the floor was to hard. Stretching beside you on the grass, flicking your forehead? Expect all of that.

Lazy and causal dominance. Just to subtly to show others to back off. He will take your bag like it is no big deal, swinging it over his shoulder easily. Tug you closer if someone is bothering you. Yawning and draping his arm over your shoulder because “it’s just comfy.”

I think he would be lowkey protective over you. Not overbearing, and rarely so. If someone crosses the line, they’ll then themselves “unlucky” for the next few days, and somehow they come and frantically apologize to you. Leona will never admit to even being involved

“Huh? Oh please, you think i have time for that? Dont flatter yourself, herbivore.”

He will start to give nicknames. You stop being “you”, and start being his. “Herbivore”, “Trouble”, “my headache”. (You will NEVER be called something sweet by Leona. Get that thought OUT of your head. NOW!!)

You will have a lazy romance, Leona wont bring you flowers, but.. he will let you nap beside him in the sun. Position himself between you and danger without thinking twice. He will never say “i love you” but he will show it.

“Don’t go running off. You’re comfortable right here.”

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

Where Riddles affection for you is structured, Leonas is instinctual. Azul? His affection is strategic.

Azul doesn’t let his emotions rule him, so then he first realizes anything his initial reaction? Pure and full denial. It well be pushed to the side like they were some contract he refused to sign.

“ It’s just curiosity, of course! A simple matter of observing human behavior. Perfectly rational! Who wouldn’t be curious of the perfect from another world?”

But.. you just won’t go away. You wont allow him to push you aside and ignore you. You simply kept showing up, smiling at him, challenging him, maybe even seeing past his business persona.. and now. He is suck.

So, of course Azul does what he does best. Gather information. He’ll subtly ask the twins to go dig up details about you. To take notes on your habits, your favorite drinks, your class schedule. All under the pretense of “preparing for negotiations”.

Azul is always polite, but with you? Flawless politeness. When you speak to him, he’s perfectly composed. Gentlemanly smiles, refined tone, though his hands may twitch a bit if you get too close. He may even shift away from you.

You will start to reserve compliments that are hidden as analysis.

“Well look at that. You have admirable work ethic, there is no wonder so many people are compelled to speak with you. Perhaps you should spend more time at the lounge, hm?”

Azul doesn’t flirt openly, it would almost be like giving away his hand. Everything he does is layered with intent, like a game of chess and he fully intends to win.

Azul will start to invite you over to the Mostro Lounge to “discuss matters of importance”, but then it rarely ever is… most of the time it’s you and him sitting in one of his booths as he asked you to try a new drink. Then he acts offended if you imply it’s a “date”.

“A date? Oh please, hardly. Unless of course, you ask for it to be then it may be arranged.”

But nonetheless, it’s sweet to get small luxuries from Azul. Your favorite drinks perfectly prepared at your desk in class. Attached with a small discount card “just for you.”

Once Azul is in deep, he is loyal. As manipulative and business oriented he is, the affection he gives you is genuine. Which is unbelievably rare when it comes to Azul.

If you’re stressed he’ll “coincidentally” offer resources to help you. with no contract or charge added. (Shocking, even for him.)

“Mm? You were struggling with that project? Oh! How fortunate for your poor soul, I happen to have the exact reference you need.”

Azul will bring out his affection through comfort. Things like brining your rare favorite tea blends, lend you his coat when you’re cold, checking to make sure your homework is in order for you. But if you thank him too warmly,m he will short circuit.

“If you knew how often I think of you… You’d probably believe I was a different man.”

IDIA SHROUD

Idia is the absolute embodiment of emotional whiplash, and shy sincerity. He is the kind of person who’ll fall for you hard behind a computer screen, long before he ever says a word in person.

Idia does NOT Handel crushes well.. at all. The every moment he even realizes he likes you? Full on hell. His brain goes in full meltdown mode. A.K.A. Denial.exe.

He will quite literally do everything else but admit he has a crush out loud. Probably starting off with online coping. He will vent. Private chats, maybe anonymous forum.

“Um… WHY does this NPC lvl weirdo make my heart spike like a boss battle??? No thats not even enough, like a boss hitting u leaving yur health bar @ 1 hp w/ ZERO saves.”

Digital stalking. (Harmless though.) Idia.. well, he will memorize your full online schedule. Your favorite games, fandoms, even sometimes he will check your dorms activity feed to “make sure you’re alive!”

Idia.. ah. If he didn’t already avoid you enough already, now? Yeah. It’s so much worse. He goes into compete panic, the second you approach him? The tips of his hair flares soft pink and he runs so fast it almost looks like he teleports out.

Once Idia finally tires to show genuine feelings and goes into panic mode 2.0. He tries in his own very awkward way.

I think idia would blurt out his thoughts to you by compete mistake. Almost like flusters confessions that aren’t really confessions.

“ It’s not like i, uh, think about you all the time or anything!! Okay! Well maybe.. a little.. BUT ONLY LIKE, normal amounts!! Totally normal!! Don’t look at me like that!!”

Idia would start to build in security firewalls that coincidentally make sure you and any type of devices you have are safer, and run much better than they ever have.

Embarrassed mode has been fully unlocked. Idia acts like spending time with you is a compete hassle. But, in reality he is thrilled you even want to see him.

“ Fine, wtv. You can hang out in my room.. but don’t you dare touch my figures! Er.. okay Fine. Just don’t touch that one!!!!”

I think idia would have glitchy reactions, red face, hair tips blazing neon pink, speech buffering like some old file. But, once he calms down he becomes incredibly sweet. He will listen to every word you say, comfort you in his awkward way, and ever take your attention you give him for granted.

Idias love language? Absolutely Quality times about all else. Shared interests and digital affections.

He will say up late gaming with you, spending you memes of things you both like, and even coding games with you as the main character so you both can play it together.

You catch idia starting at you sometimes, his eyes soft. Like he cant believe you are real. And honestly, you shouldn’t be. You should be in some weirdo place called “earth” or wtv. But.. thank everything that you are here. With him.

Finally.. while you are playing a game he coded for you, he whispers “I like you,” it’s quiet, but so unbelievably truthful.

“Ur like.. a secret lvl I didnt think I’d unlock. I can’t even log out now.. gg. U win.”

MALLEUS DRACONIA

Malleus loves with deep reverence. He doesn’t just “like” you, no thats not enough. Malleus adores you, wholly, fully, quietly. With gravity of centuries behind his heart.

Malleus is drawn to you because you don’t treat him like everyone else does. You are not afraid of him. You speak to him, you scold him, to you. Malleus is a person. That alone fascinates him.

There is a gentle curiously he has for you, he will start appearing near you as much as he can. Sometimes it is by pure mistake, others it is not. You can sometimes see a flicker of light outside the Ramshackle dorm at night, and a familiar silhouette waiting just outside the gates.

At other times, you can see that he is trying to listen to you. Which may not seem like much, but to malleus it is worth more than you would know. He will remember everything you say, from your the time you stubbed your toe, down to the name of your childhood pet.

“Hm..? Oh think nothing of it. You mentioned once that you admired the stares. I found a constellation that stars your name.. do you wish to join me to see it?”

Then every now and then you start noticing odd magical gestures. Your quilt breaks? Puff, it has mended itself back to normal. You were out late with ace and deuce? The lanterns to the Ramshackle dorm softly start to glow on its on when you pass. He never says it is him, but you have a feeling it always is.

Being courted by a Fae is.. odd to say the least. His every interaction becomes quietly intimate, like you were swept into some odd fairly tale book you read when you were younger.

There is of course filled with endless amounts of old fashioned chivalry. Malleus bows slightly when greeting you, taking your hand and kissing the back. Opening your doors, speaks with elegance of someone who was raised on centuries of etiquette. (Everyone say thank you Lilia)

Malleus stars to invite you to stroll thought the moonlight gardens, or even the quite towers of diasomnia. Anywhere your heart desires he will walk with you.

Thought, he wont demand your time even if it is all he wants. But, if you are in danger just know he will appear when you need him the most, almost like a wish you didnt know you had made.

When malleus realizes that he has fallen in love with you fully, its both beautiful and terrifying. Royalist and dragons like him dont love lightly, and he’s never been loved for himself before. So this is special.

“No one shall harm you. Not while i draw breath. That is my promise to you.”

Despite all of his power, Malleus can be surpassingly unsure when it comes to giving you any form of affection. Maybe asking if humans enjoy holding hands often, or if you enjoy to do so.

His gifts will carry meaning. Every single one. A flower that never wilts. A pendant that glows when you think of him. Small things that hum with his magic, and of course, his love.

When Malleus finally speaks with his heart, it cares haunting softness that only he has.

To him, love isnt fleeting. Its a bond of souls. And his has chosen you.

“Even if centuries pass, I shall remeber your laugher. For it has become a part of my eternity.”

THANK YOU FOR READING!!:) I DECIDED TO ADD LEONA THIS TIME JUST BECAUSE PEOPLE SEEMED TO WANT TO SEE ME TRY TO WRITE HIM! LOLZ! AGAIN NO VIL, AND THIS TIME NO KALIM!

An All Hallows Eve With You

Summary: It’s the day before Halloween. The Savanaclaw dorm revels with laughter and firelight. Yet, a well-familiar beastman keeps to himself. You and Leona know each other well. It is up to you to perceive whether you are friends, dating, or something else.

The Savanaclaw dorm was louder than usual that night. The raucous laughter and the crackling of the bonfire outside echo faintly through the stone walls; celebration and mischief in the air.

But Leona’s room was like an island apart. Lit with a flicker of a single lantern. You find him laying on his bed, as always with his arm over his eyes; his tail flicking lazily. He doesn’t stir when you walk in. 

“You’re skipping the festivities” You murmur, closing the door behind you.

“Tch. Don’t see the point of dressing up. Half of the school’s already jumpy around me as is.” He replied, voice muffled by his arm. 

You smile softly, setting a small pumpkin shaped pastry on the table. A peace offering or maybe an excuse to be near him. He doesn’t look at it. You know he probably won’t eat it either. You sit beside him anyway.

Outside, someone howls, laughter or perhaps a ghostly echo. The silence between the two of you hums, alive and waiting. Until Leona shifts, lowering his arm, eyes half-lidded and impossible to read as the lantern glows.

“You don’t scare easily, huh?” 

“Not really.” You replied.

“Guess that’s why you’re still here.” 

You blink. He’s looking at you now. For once, there’s no teasing or edge in his tone; but a loneliness that sounds all too familiar.You could say something then. You could tell him what’s been weighing in your chest for months. That you wish he’d stop hiding behind that lazy drawl, the desire to see him let down his guard, or to remind him you care.

But you don’t. The words stick, swallowed by the soft crackle of smoke curling through the room. Instead, you lean back, and his tail brushes your wrist. Neither of you move away.

“You say that like you don’t want me around.”

“Didn’t say that.” His tone is flat, but the pause after it says more than he means to. The lantern crackles softly. The scent of smoke and dry grass hangs in the air. 

“Do you ever think,” you murmur, “you make it too easy for people to leave?”

“... People leave no matter what you do.” He turned away, his voice quieter now with a tone that sounded like regret.

His eyelids lower again, and you watch as he drifts somewhere between waking and dreaming. The silence grows soft around you. You rest your hand lightly against his in a show of comfort. Surprisingly, he doesn’t pull away. But when you whisper his name, he pretends to not hear. 

Later that night, when you finally doze beside him, Leona opens his eyes again. The lantern light trembles against his face, turning gold to ash. He watches you for a long while, the rise and fall of your chest, the faint smile still clinging to your life, before he lets his own expression soften. Just barely.

“...Happy Hallow’s Eve.” He whispered under his breath, too quiet for you to catch.

And then he closes his eyes, letting the words vanish with the candlelight, like every other feeling he’ll never say aloud. 

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Hello everyone, this is part 2 of my little scenario October series. Leona is something I struggle a lot with writing (despite his similarities with Idia). So it took me a while, I attempted to show his issues by using subtext AKA his depression, self-esteem, loneliness, etc. However, I found it underwhelming in the end. Maybe it's my writer's block? I don't know, but I hope you enjoyed it regardless of my dissatisfaction.

Sebek: Human, don’t you dare ask such a silly question!

Lilia: Khee-hee, I remember when Malleus first saw his tail, he got scared, then started trying to catch it, but ended up biting his own hind paw! In the end, he accidentally wrecked half the bedroom, Khee-hee.

Sebek: Even in his youngest days, Waka-sama was incredible! Too bad I couldn’t be there at that moment.

Head Over Heels! Loser In Love!

Summary: After Idia had recoginized his feelings for you, Idia nervously invites you to test out a modded version of a game as an excuse to see you again. Yet through unspoken feelings, you two are still friends.

“Come over to Ignihyde.” Deleted. Too blunt.

“Hey, I need help with a game-mechanic.” Deleted. Lame excuse. 

“Wanna test something on co-op?” He sends, before overthinking again.

When you reply, “I’ll be there in five minutes.” He almost threw his phone at the wall. Five minutes?! That’s not even enough time to hide his snack wrappers or clear the boxes of Precipice-Moirai merchandise inside the closet!

 He sighed hopelessly, distressed by his situation. It wasn’t long ago that he realized his feelings for you, reminding himself to always keep a distance to himself. Yet, he’d find himself missing you for nights without end, keeping himself awake just by the thought of you. 

He sat on the edge of his bed. “... What the hell am I gonna do?” He asked himself as he internally berates his own impulsivity.

By the time you knock, he opens his door, pretending as if he wasn’t just speed-cleaning his whole dorm. His closet is surrounded by boxes filled with different types of merchandise, his bed, unkept. And the floor was still littered with crumbs. 

“...I hope I’m not early?” You replied. Promptly entering his room before Idia closes the door behind you.

“No. You’re exactly.. On time.” He before gesturing to his chair for you to sit in while he stands behind you.

Two monitors faintly glow blue, plastering a co-op lobby screen in front of you. You read the title, "StarCrossed Valley” A farming life simulation game that also works as a semi-dating sim. 

You look at Idia’s direction, “... Isn’t this a single-player game?” You asked.

“Yeah, I modified it a little though. I- uh- modified it where you can co-op the story… It's totally experimental. Yeah, totally for research too.” 

You smiled, “So, I’m your test player?”

He nods, his eyes darting towards you and the screen; like he’s too afraid to stare too long at neither. His heart beat grew louder by the minute to the point he could hear it himself. You were this man’s weakness point. A point so weak that it was dangerous for him to just be around you now. He felt like a lovesick loser in one of his dating games he often played. 

A few minutes pass by, the room filled with a comfortable silence. The clacking of the keyboard with the murmurs of instructions as Idia goes over the modded version of the game; sitting down at the edge of his bed with his tablet in hand. Then, your in-game avatars meet together underneath the pixelated night sky.

‘There’s a new interaction event.” He looked in your direction, “You can either talk to your partner" he mumbles, “... or hold their hand.”

You glance at him, the faint blue light of the monitor hits his face. “Well, what happens if you pick it?” You asked quietly.

His hands hovered over his tablet, “Oh- I didn’t expect you’d ask that.” He sputtered.

“You didn’t?”

“No… Because I already know what I’d choose.” 

You press your key as you can hear the faint tap of his finger pressing his tablet simultaneously. On screen, the two characters hands reach out, meeting each other beneath the stars. 

The room is silent with the faint hum of the PC. He swallowed his tongue, “O-Oh uh, it works."

Smiling, you replied, "Yeah, it does!"

A small tinge of pink appeared at the ends of Idias hair, looking away bashfully with an overwhelming feeling of bewildering happiness stirred within him. The kind he’d only seen in stories and coded into video games. The kind he had never thought to experience before meeting you. Really, how will he handle these feelings with his newfound feelings?

END 

WE COULD'VE HAD IT ALL?????

One of my favorite headcanons is that we know he cooks horridly but that he also makes Scooby-Doo ass concoctions.

Malleus: And what may that be, Lilia?

Lilia: Squirrel Stew with Pickled Bat Wings and Crab Grass Roots!

Malleus: ...

Malleus, concerned: What.

Then the next couple I was like "wait are they just like painting the curtains a different color? Were the lace threads just black or something on that other one?"

Watching A Horror Movie With You-Riddle Rosehearts

Scenario: He (probably) never watched a horror movie in his life due to his rough upbringing. But after your efforts, you finally bring him to watch a horror movie with you. And so, as the night unfolds, chaos ensues.

Platonic leaning but you can see it as romantic if you'd like.

It took days to coax Riddle into watching a horror movie with him. After all, horror movies were "unnecessary exposure to incredible violence” as he stated. However, with your persistence and with his curiosity. You had won in the end.

Now, you and Riddle sit right beside each other, popcorn in hand in pure darkness. Nothing else but the light of the TV emits. After hearing Riddle, yes the Riddle Rosehearts had never experienced a horror movie in his life; this opportunity was far too tempting to pass up. His posture was so impeccably straight, his hand folded on his lap, his eyes were fixed on the screen with a sense of caution and composture. 

He glanced at your direction, trying to sound calm though his voice wavered slightly, “So, is this the movie you insisted upon us?” 

You nod in response, “Of course, Riddle. You’re gonna love this, it’s all anyone’s been talking about lately” You turn on the TV and so, the chaos begins. 

To Riddle, it was an absolute freak-show. He’d jump at every sudden noise, then immediately mask it with a critique or lecture; pretending as if he wasn’t startled at all. Each scene became an opportunity for him to “analyze” the movie's poor logic. 

“Thats preposterous!” He exclaimed. “No one in their right mind would go into a basement after hearing that noise!” He stood up abruptly, almost spilling the popcorn to the floor.

You held in your laugh, watching Riddle going back and forth was definitely much more entertaining than the movie itself. As the scenes grew darker and indefinitely gruesome, his criticisms became increasingly dramatic. 

“The lighting is atrocious, how could anyone tell what's happening? And- And the sound design!” He stammers as he points to the TV dramatically,  “Absolutely manipulative! Using noise to frighten their audiences-!” Each outburst was followed by a small flinch or a sharp intake of breath. Trying to remain his refined composure was incredibly challenging. 

Halfway through, he muttered under his breath. “Well, this is educational… in a way of poor decision making..” His face was painted with misery, as if all the life was sucked out of him. 

By the end of it all, he slumped against the couch. His chest rising and falling faster than usual, and his posture was far from the straight-back poise he carried. You could practically see how much effort it took him to maintain his dignity while also visibly shaken. Finally, as the credits rolled, he returned to his former self. His back straightened as he cleared his throat. 

“Well… that was certainly… enlightening.”

You chuckled and slightly nudged him, “You mean, frightening?” 

He gave you a stiff glare, arms crossed.  “I assure you, it was merely educational. Nothing more, nothing less.”

And yet, as he got up to leave; just as he swore that film had no effect on him. He glanced at the TV screen once more. You’d know he’ll have nightmares tonight, but he would never admit that. And honestly? That contradiction made him all more entertaining to watch. 

Part 1 of scenario: Watching A Horror Movie With You This is an eight-part scenario series featuring the dorm leaders and Skully to celebrate the SSR release of his. I plan to make these short, lengthening about 500 words maximum and possibly below that. I'm currently in pain so I don't think I can go beyond that right now, but I was so eager to write I ended up staying awake for hours. I also just wanna get out of comfort zone, I am too used into writing Idia's character and had never bothered to write other characters.