She pecked his cheek before pulling him close as she nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck that made her release a happy sigh in relief that the man she loved had returned her feelings.
“You wanna know something.”
At this she hummed softly into his neck as a sign of acknowledgement as she listened closely.
“That night when you kissed me, you do not know how much beauty sleep I’ve lost. Honestly you’re such a dense and stupid girl cause I’ve been dropping hints that I’ve liked you!…”
He exclaimed in frustration with no bite particularly, especially since the way his face had softened into fondness said otherwise as he ran his fingers through her hair.
At this the girl couldn’t help but burst out laughing before shouting playfully back at his words.
“WHAT HINTS?!”
She feigned a disbelief look, while pulling away to face him.
But she took in his words all in seriousness of what he might have gone through with the whole situation and felt a little bit at fault that she didn’t explain herself rather than pretending it never happened.
“Sorry…”
Whilst leaning over for another kiss (which he begrudgingly meet with a huff) as an apology for all the roller coaster emotions he might’ve felt.
“I’ll take the apology when you cancel your date with that gremlin,” he said, raising an eyebrow elegantly.
“Done! I was already going to.”
Glancing at the flowers behind him he scoffed and looked away with a frown.
“and rid of those flowers too.”
She looked at them and pouted playfully,
“Aww but they're pretty…”.
He then looked genuinely offended.
“Darling I’ll buy you better ones, ones that are picked for the best, not brought from the nearest convenience store.”
He retorted, leaving no room to argue.
She hugged him more closer now as she rested her head on his shoulder, smiling in bliss. She whispered in his ear,
“Alright, love. Whatever you say.”
And in that moment, everything seemed right holding onto one another as they wouldn’t want to change it for a thing.
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: A lot of pent up feeling’s burst but what’s believed to end in heartbreak instead flourishes into a new beginning along with love.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Model Reader, along with a hint of a singing career, Vil gets jealous(whaatt), he might be a little oc, friends to lovers trope, a little angst ig??, oblivious reader low-key, reader gaslights herself(aka very delusional), sfw, a little make out sesh, lovey dovey shit, along with a happy ending yayy!!
𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Recommend listening to “You Must Love Me” and “Love Song” by Lana Del Rey while reading this fic ;)
Driving back to the dorms after the photo shoot session with THE Vil Scheonheit felt awkward like a hidden tension was beginning to unfold. As the usual comfortable routine shared between them seemed to have gone.
Now noticing the tense atmosphere I couldn't help but steal glances at Vil, trying to gouge out his thoughts, seeming like something was on his mind. Since the air around him was filled with a suffocating silence that held a deep torment alongside a hurricane brewing within him, which worried me to no end.
“Pay attention to the road (Name), don't make me regret letting you drive. I do expect to make it back in one piece.”
He lectured, sighing as he looked out the window before turning towards me. Though his eyes glared up at the rear view mirror that showed a bouquet of pink roses peaking behind in the backseat. Which led his glare to harden at the sight before his eyes had enough and returned onto the upcoming road.
“And you will!”
Laughing as I looked back at the ongoing road before rolling my eyes, smiling at his comment.
But then her smile faded as her lips pressed together into a line and her brows were knitted.
“What are you thinking?”
I asked, speaking out unconsciously, curiosity had gotten the best of me and I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in that pretty head of his. Though a small part of me knew what he might be thinking about, I just couldn’t be sure.
(Although in my head I knew it may be the fact that I didn’t want to face the truth…)
Vil on the other hand had a lot on his mind that he couldn’t begin to explain or express. His thoughts were scattered compared to him, a prefect and always poised person and to think it was this girl causing it, has him spiraling. There was a lot he had wanted to ask and say but he kept quiet.
Though as time passes, he can't, especially after the revolting scene he saw. He won’t get his head straight if he doesn’t get an explanation as he felt that he will lose his mind and go crazy.
So the thread breaks and something breaks within him as he sharply turns towards her with an unreadable expression though his grip on the car's handle that made his knuckles turn white tells another story.
“Who was that?”
His voice tensed and jaw clenched as he stared at her with eyes that she never saw before and couldn’t understand.
“Who?”
Confusion was written on her face trying to recall the people she’d had interacted with which was a lot being the talkative person she is.
“Oh (Name), you know who I’m talking about, that guy you kissed!”
His composed demeanor slipped as his voice was raised in frustration, just recalling that scene felt like a hit towards his heart that resonated throughout his body with pain and it took everything in him to stay composed. As there is no reason for him to break out of his perfect structured posture.
Taking a moment to calm down whilst taking a deep breath in, he questioned again in a much clearer and calmer tone that sounded strained.
“Who was it?”
During his moment of clarity she couldn’t even begin to understand what he was talking about until it came to realization.
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꧁ꨄ꧂
I now recall the moment an hour ago, I was still talking to the team, laughing about a joke one of the crew members told. The conversation was fun and easygoing after a long day in the studio but I had remembered Vil was waiting in the car so I bid everyone a goodbye along with a few new friends.
Exiting the studio through the back door, I saw the car already in vision but I stopped in my tracks when I heard someone call out to me and turned around to see a man with a bouquet of pink roses with a cheeky smile.
He was good looking (though no better than Vil), he complimented me saying I was pretty and wanted to take a chance to ask me out, I was flattered really but I hesitated because the man I loved was in the car waiting for me. Although I knew my feelings for him won’t be returned, especially after yesterday’s disaster.
Putting everything aside I smiled back thanking him for the flowers finally deciding to take a leap of faith and said yes. While holding the roses I leaned in to kiss the corner of his lips, pulling back he was taken aback by the kiss leaving him flustered. Before bidding him a farewell he gave me his number with a grin waving as I walked away towards the car though I heard a door close but thought nothing of it.
Turning around the corner towards the car I entered into the driver's seat, while reaching over to place the flowers in the backseat.
I turned to Vil who looked seemingly unfazed which was weird thinking I would at least get a lecture for taking too long.
“Hope I didn’t take too long” she said before she then began the car, smiling awkwardly.
꧁ꨄ꧂s
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“Oh...he asked me out on date”
Surprised at his outburst and confused at why he was so upset.
“And you said?”
He raised his eyebrow in question but his eyes glistened with hope. Hoping that she had refused. He told himself it was just a fan who asked for a kiss or a date without shame. That she had complied knowing her love for her fans as she always gave them hugs and kisses. But yet stood her ground, rejected him and let him down easy, knowing her heart right?.
“Yes of course?…”
His heart shattered thinking of the possibility of (Name) even going out with another man besides him. He quickly looked out the window to try to hide away from the girl as he felt his eyes burn oh how pathetic he felt right now.
“Why? He’s not even good for you…”
He scoffed, his words almost came out in a choked sob, so he closed his eyes shut when he felt tears were gonna come out.
“I’m giving him a chance. I'll decide what’s good for me and live with the consequences. I've been in relationship’s, Vil. I know what to look out for, don't worry.”
Thinking maybe her friend was just worried she’ll get her heart broken again because of how he knew of her past relationships. She smiled reassuringly at him. He couldn’t see it but the warmth and kindness radiated from her onto him.
(Name) reached to place her hand over his but he retreated his hand quickly. (Name) felt a sting to her heart, as she retreated her hand back, her lips pursed thinking maybe he’s mad or upset at her. She quickly pushed those rushing thoughts away, maybe he’s just not in the mood.
“We’ll see how my date goes tomorrow and if I don’t feel a connection or just not feeling it, I’ll tell him. That simple.”
She chuckled out awkwardly hoping to brighten up the mood a little at least see him chuckle. She didn’t like seeing him like this, it made her worry.
“Hey, maybe you could help me pick out an outfit or give me a makeover for my date!”
She suggested cheerfully. She hopes the suggestion lifts his spirits up. He loved to do her makeup and pick out outfits for her to wear, says I'm like his doll. As he'd feel prideful when she would walk around glowing like no other cause of a skincare product he’d had recommended.
(Name) had no problem with it in fact she liked how attentive he was towards her, always fussing over her; it made her feel cared and loved. Nobody had ever done those kinds of affection to her before, like asking if she ate, bringing her along to his runs as well as his workouts to stay healthy, and making sure if she had a good night's rest.
Really all he wants is to see me healthy. He knows that Crowley has me running errands which can be exhausting physically and mentally so he always checks on me or lends a hand if he can. It's something I appreciate about him along with his help with the growing popularity I’ve gained from singing at the Monstro Lounge so his experience as a famous actor, he gives me a lot of advice.
So when I had been given the opportunity to do a photoshoot as a model for a big magazine cover he was there supporting me. Even though modeling wasn’t anything new to me since I’ve had a few modeling experiences, but It was still helpful and nice for him to do so.
I remember when we were in the dressing room getting ready for the shoot. He never let anyone near me; he did it all, meaning my makeup and hair not wanting anyone to ruin it for me. He didn’t care if they were professionals at what they did; he wanted everything to be perfect for me. The things he does for me makes me love and cherish him as my friend…
“And why would I do that?…”
He couldn’t stand the thought of helping her look her best just for it to be for her to meet an ugly potato on a date when it should be him. None of these potatoes is good enough for her. She deserves the best of the best, meaning him. He’ll take care of her like none of the others have before. He’ll show them how they should have been treating her with love.
“Erm cause you're my friend, the fairest of them all!!”
She smiled brightly laughing as she turned the radio on but made sure to tune it down a little so they could still hear one another talk.
“Is that what we really are?Just friends…”
He said in a hushed tone full of hurt now looking at (Name) as his eyes were shallow filled with emotions.
My breath hitched and I felt my heart drop to my stomach as I tried to find any kind of answer as to why he’d say something like that but even when my mind came to a conclusion it just wasn’t right it can’t be. It has to be something I’ve done wrong to make him think that. Though it all leads to that one kiss we shared or what it felt like it. But I’m sure it’s my heart tricking the brain into delusion. I don’t want to ruin things between us but I don’t think I can keep it hidden for long until the truth is out.
So I’ll try to hold out for as long as I can but for now I’ll just play dumb and act as if it never happened. Maybe he’ll get the deal and spare me the rejection.
“You're not just a friend, you're my best friend…”
She said nervously as she fidgeted with the button on the radio trying to find a station she liked before Vil slapped her hand away causing her to yelp as he turned the radio off. Her attention now focused on him. Which made her notice how he looked a bit disheveled from running his hands through his hair and eyes that showed stress but even that couldn’t stop him from looking beautiful.
“No (Name), I'm talking about that kiss. What are your feelings for me? I.need.to.know. ”
He stared at her trying to keep his composure from crumbling under her eyes.
Her eyes widened as she looked ahead, his words were slowly sinking in her mind as they echoed throughout her head to understand but it felt unbelievable. But she couldn’t keep Vil waiting forever; she needed to get this thing off her chest because it was weighing her down.
“I’m sorry…”
I whispered as I tried to relax in the meanwhile as I took a pause to collect my thoughts and then my heart couldn’t help but begin to speed up out of nervousness. I have to tell him now or I’ll regret it later on in life.
“For what?”
Now confused, had she been playing him, did the kiss mean nothing. She stopped the car and parked at a nearby national park on top of a clif that had a full view of the city and sky. The sun was setting and the little light reflected onto Vil making him look out of this world, she stared at him in awe. How could he exist? She asks herself. How was she able to befriend such a beautiful man who looks as if he had been crafted from the heavens above; it makes her think that he’s secretly a god in disguise living among human kind. She felt little compared to him causing her to look down in shame. So then she took a deep breath in before she spoke up.
“For falling in love with you...I thought I could push them down and ignore them because I feared you wouldn’t feel the same. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I cherish you a lot and I can’t stand the thought of losing you….” I paused between sentences to get my thoughts straight before speaking as I stared out looking at the sky as the sun was setting to let the moon take over.
“My heart wouldn’t be able to take it so I’d rather cherish what we have now then risk it all. But having you by my side is enough for me and that’s all that matters. ”
Letting the silence sink in, she couldn't help but bite her lip out of anxiety. Her blood pressure felt like it was rising. But soon accepting his silence meant that he didn't feel the same way as she did causing her to fidget with her hands before sighing. She looked out the window seeing a couple walking happily hand in hand that made her smile sadly. She always thought she wouldn't find that kind of love, not after all the heartbreaks she's been in.
“Look we can pretend I never confessed if it means we’ll stay fri”(Name) said as her chest tightened. While looking away in regret as I could hear my heart beating throughout my ears until I was cutoff.
“What?! No! You can't just take back your confession, that’s such a cowardly move and I wont allow it!” He told her frustratedly,
“Especially when I feel the same way towards you…“
But he then let out a sigh taking in (Name) presence that felt all too much when he felt his heart squeeze making his eyes grow softer in fondness, he held so much love for her. That’s why he won’t allow her to pretend, not when he has been pathetically waiting too long for her
Since the first time he met her he had this strange infatuation that he couldn't understand. Why did he feel this wanting towards her of all people he’d ask himself. He wanted to get to know her, to be close to her, and to be by her side. But maybe it was because she had potential like nobody else, although that thought was proven wrong when she still made his infatuation grow as she showed all of her flaws to him. She was so raw and real, far more different than himself. As he has layers and layers made of steel. Then there’s her, who managed to hold him with her warm embrace that made the steel burn and liquefy. He felt bare and vulnerable. He thought now that she had seen what a horrible person he was she would leave him.
Yet she didn't. Instead she cupped his face softly, our faces close as ever as she leaned to press her forehead against mine. She looked deep into my eyes and told me regardless of my flaws she'll always care and love me. Her eyes shined with such adoration and admiration that it caused his heart to start skipping beats around her.
Until she quickly strutted out nervously “…of course as a friend!”. That's when his heart cracked. That's right, they're only friends. He can't be feeling this way.
But then suddenly a light of hope and a path towards something he’d never thought would happen occurred while in a private space where they couldn’t keep their hands to themselves, feeling happier than ever. As they smiled and laughed, drinking banana and strawberry smoothies Vil had made that he knew were her favorite.
They had planned on doing each other’s makeup which was a huge thing for him to let someone even touch his face. So when Vil had finished (Name)’s makeup he turned the chair to face the mirror so she could admire his hard work. (Name) cheered in glee, she loved it. The makeup was flawless and well done but it’s expected from a beauty queen. Her reaction made him smile genuinely, something he hadn’t noticed he did when he was around the girl.
But now it was (Name)'s turn, as she sat on his lap (which was normal for them overtime) facing towards him while her soft manicured hands cupped his face, caressing his cheeks that made him nuzzle into her. He felt his eyes close in bliss hoping the moment would never end.
She was in a trance and she couldn’t snap out of it. (Name)’s feelings were constantly ignored and pushed down, her heart couldn’t take it anymore. That It made her body act on its own by heart command.
His eyes fluttered open and they locked eyes.
Looking through her eyes he could see it held such hidden desire and love that didn’t feel platonic. In that moment he knew that his feelings were returned or at least he thought so.
Running a thumb across his lip then dragging it down before it went back to its place. Unconsciously she tilted his chin towards her, kissing him softly and gently. His lips didn’t move against hers because of disbelief but soon he came back to reality. When he was gonna return the kiss she quickly pulled away panicking. She was embarrassed and kept apologizing as she grabbed all of her things nervously saying she forgot she had to do something and before he could utter a word she ran away leaving him alone in his room with his thoughts.
He had sat there in his mirror with his fingers touching his lips, the ones (Name) had kissed that left a glossy rosette pink stain on his as the corner of Vil’s lips had a smudge of lipstick.
So then the realization kicked in, she kissed him. He could still smell that perfume that she used. The fragrance of vanilla strawberry shortcake smell filled his room as he laid down in his bed staring at the ceiling when he was finally done with his skincare night routine, thinking of tomorrow’s schedule.
Tomorrow was their photo shoot.
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“You do?…”
She stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief that the man of her dreams had liked her back. Thinking that just seems impossible.
“(Name), does it look like I’m joking? Yes I like you, no I love you. Since I first met you I have had this infatuation towards you. It was unusual for me. So, I convinced myself that I saw potential in you like no other. But I wanted more than to just take you under my wing to help you glow and improve, I wanted to be by your side. So the more I was with you the more I fell in love with everything about you, your flaws and chaotic persona. Even If I was in denial that I could ever love and thought of it was a waste of time…but imagining my life with you…loving doesn’t seem so bad after all.”
(Name)’s eyes soften as she listens to his confession. She had always been drawn to him, but she had never expected him to feel the same way since he had set such high standards for himself and the people around him that she thought she was below it.
"I..I love you too."
(Name) cups his face in her hands smiling to herself, it felt unreal that the Vil Schöenhit had liked her back. But he leaned into her hold, as he hooked an arm around her waist pulling her closer until she was on his lap causing her to giggle. Everything felt real now and soon I believed it.
“Quit teasing and kiss me already, a proper one no running away this time.”
He whispered, his eyes half lidded as (Name) leaned in her perfume smelled stronger making him feel drunk and frizzy at the close range.
“As you wish my queen”
She playfully teased but yelped in surprise when he tightened his arms that were locked around her, holding her closer than ever until his chest was pressed against hers.
A spark had now been shown that made them grow closer like magnetics and their gaze began to burn with undying love.
(Name) dragged her hand to the back of his neck and into his hair before leaning in to kiss him. The kiss was deep and slow, her glossed lips against his soft ones moved in sync and once she pulled back his lips slightly chased hers.
She chuckled before she kissed him again but this time it was longer and filled with passion that left one another breathless.
During the kiss she couldn’t help but smile into the kiss and when they pulled apart he looked pleased now satisfied. He looked at her to see her face held a big smile, one that was contiguous as he too felt himself smile with his gaze staring at her with fondness. As her eyes are by far hypnotizing as they demonstrated such a strong expression that looked past his looks and into his soul is what she had shown her love for who he really is. This made his heart squeeze with a profound sense of love that filled his body, feeling what she had felt for him made him the happiest man ever. Not the fairest of them all but the happiest and at that moment it didn’t matter to him at all when he was with her.
She pecked his cheek before pulling him close as she nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck that made her release a happy sigh in relief that the man she loved had returned her feelings.
Before I even started tumblr I was just a reader until I wanted to start posting some things but I wasn’t quite sure what I wanted my blog to be about. I was still writing and posting on Wattpad but would remove them when I felt like I couldn’t write another chapter for my readers. In the end I’ve decided to just keep them up until one day I’ll eventually have the time and motivation to continue. One of my problems that keeps me from writing is time, energy and motivation. But once I have time I don’t have the motivation, when I have the time and motivation I suddenly forget how to write. I have a lot of imagination and creativity that I’d love to share and write for myself as well as others if they’re interested. But I sometimes struggle a lot with my mental health and don’t really take care of myself. So, it causes my energy to drain and everything feels dreadful. BUT I’ll always still try.
I was born in America to immigrant parents and grew up speaking thier language so english is not my first language but once I entered school I had to learn how to speak and write in English. I was a quick learner and caught on to the language fast but still there were problems in pronouncing and spelling words. But once I grew older I was speaking English a lot and improved.
Unfortunately though I would lose my native language as I began forgetting how to pronounce and speak in Spanish. I wasn’t really able to speak fluently with my parents and had to speak with them like a game of charades lol. But soon I took classes where I was surrounded by only Spanish speakers and had a more expanded vocabulary.
Though no matter how much I speak and write fluently now I’m still learning, I can still make mistakes with spelling and things might not make sense so please be patient with me(╥_╥).
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒
First things I’ve posted on here were rants, book ideas and poems. I wanted to also post quotes daily but then dropped the idea and thought I could just use them in my writing. I still want to post poems from time to time or even moodboards.
Even though now my blog will mainly consist rants, opinions, obsessions over my favs, fan fiction and poems.
But what I mostly want to focus on my blog are my writings on my favorite characters.
𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑
I mostly write fanfics with someone in mind to portray the reader so I do OC readers a lot and write for POC like Hispanic/Latinas.
I base my OC’s heavily on either singers, actors or on characters of any kind of film.
I kinda do a lot of singer reader x character.
I only do female and gender neutral reader but mostly female.
I always give my readers some type of personality or background to not make them plain. So when it comes to my readers there’s going to be a lot diversity.
I might write drabbles, one shots, songfics, and maybe do a series.
For genres like angst, smut, and fluff.
When I say I write dark themes I mean only yandere fics but ONLY when both parties are crazy for each other and are yanderes. NOT one sided. There will be NO violence against each other in the relationship, which is something I feel like I need to say.
𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓
Take requests cause I literally write at my own pace which is slow…considering I’m very busy with my personal life so I’m not able to fulfill people’s expectations nor requests.
★Artists★-LANA DEL REY enthusiast and worshipper. jeff buckley on repeat. mitski on a rainy day. mazzy star. bôa. poison girl friend. deftones. grlwood. violent vira. paramore. evanescence. flyleaf. linkin park. nirvana. radiohead. tokio hotel. korn. the smiths. thr cranberries. the cardigans. london after midnight. siouxise and the banshees. bauhaus. depeche mode. the cure. amy winehouse. sade. selena quintanilla. malice mizer. buck-tick. mejibray. kaya. 6arelyhuman. ayesha erotica. (also love musicals like hamilton and epic)
ꨄCharactersꨄ-BATMANS doppelgänger. bruce wayne’s controversially younger girlfriend. nanami’s wife. leon kennedys dog. leonas bed and pillow. malleus to be bride. vils secret gf. caters bff. clarks highschool sweetheart. dick grayson chair. jason todds gun. daryls motorcycle. deans baby. sammys dead gf. sandmans rotting corpse ex wife. optimus prime energon.
❥MY PERSONALITY!!
infp-t. quiet yet chaos storms within me. detached, though sometimes a little too aware. an over analyzer. and maybe just a tad bit insane. introspective. a friend would even describe me as competent (surprisingly). introspective. introverted. enigmatic. most definitely delusional. though everything aside I’m a very talkative when comfortable.
❥HOBBIES!!
spending my time reading fanfics rather than writing them. watching movies and shows. then obsessing over them along with characters. sleeping. having strange dreams and of different views of random people I don’t know. always dreaming off to space. which adds to my made up scenarios. having a different hyper fixation every year. gushing over my favorite characters. listening to music. finding more music to add to playlists of different genres. watching new musicals or live show performances. finding out new interests.
Is it me or is there no Obey me! x Hispanic reader like I've been trying to find some but I've had no luck in finding some ☹️. At least give us one-shots 😭. I've only counted reading two one-shot books with only one chapter of a Hispanic reader on Wattpad. I thought maybe Tumblr had some, yes I did find SOME Hispanic readers but none with Obey Me Shall We Date!. Still made me happy though and I appreciated it. Any time I find a Hispanic reader it makes me happy because I feel included, instead of being blonde with blue eyes or with pale skin (Wattpad...). I know that there are some Hispanics with pale skin but I'm just saying for the people who have tan or brown skin. I also think there should be a representation for my people who are Hispanics with white/pale skin. But in all I think we should all be represented. It doesn’t matter how different you look if you speak Spanish or are descended from a Spanish-speaking population you are Hispanic don't let anybody decide that for you just because they think you don't look like it.
