WELCOME A FELLOW TWST AND ROR FAN!! PLEASE I NEED SOME CONTENT WITH LOKI (when it comes to personality)!POMEFIORE!READER (female) X VIL🙏🙏 I JUST NEED TO SEE VIL WHO IS DEALING WITH A TRICKSTER/JESTER LIKE STUDENT FROM HIS DORM
i'd like to read the oneshot but headcanons will be fine too (it can be platonic, enemies to lovers, whatever your heart desires)
have a good day/night!
I actually need to go back and read ROR again, I miss Poseidon and Hades sm! Yay, this is a really short one.
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Menace
You can't stop pestering the one and only Vil Schoenheit.
Vil prided himself on his dorm being the pinnacle of beauty, grace, and discipline. Which is why your very existence felt like a cosmic prank.
Perhaps the mirror had made a mistake.
A Pomefiore student who thrived on chaos, a sharp-tongued jester who could slip through rules like water through fingers, you had a way of twisting words and situations so that even when you were caught, Vil somehow ended up scolding someone else.
Today’s crime: slipping a gaudy, feathered hat onto his vanity mannequin so that when Vil turned to check his reflection, the hat stared back at him mockingly.
“Yuu,” his voice was sharp, cutting through the room like glass. “Do you think this is funny?”
You leaned lazily against the doorframe, grin curling at your lips. “A little. It suits you, don’t you think? All hail Queen Vil, crowned in feathers.”
Vil scowled. “You are insufferable. Do you wake up every morning planning how to sabotage my patience?”
“Not sabotage,” you corrected smoothly, stepping closer with a sway in your step. “Spice. I’m seasoning your day. You’d be boring without me.”
“Boring?” Vil’s tone turned incredulous, though his sharp eyes narrowed in something almost playful. “You think discipline, beauty, and order are boring?”
“Sometimes,” you said sweetly, tilting your head with a mischievous glint in your eyes. “Besides, you should thank me. No one makes you stumble like I do.”
He shot you a withering glare, though the faintest flush colored his ears. “One day, potato, you’ll push too far. And when you do, don’t expect me to go easy on you.”
You only smiled wider, daring him with a wink. “Oh, Vil," you stepped closer to him. Gosh, Vil always smells so damn good.
"What makes you think I want you to go easy?”
There was a heartbeat of silence, a rare pause where Vil, the ever-poised, found himself caught off guard. He turned back to the mirror with a huff, pretending to inspect his reflection though the faint twitch of his lips betrayed him. “You are a menace. A hopeless menace.”
“Mm,” you hummed, leaning on the back of his chair, chin in hand as you studied his reflection with him.
“But your menace, no?”
Vil’s eyes flicked to meet yours in the mirror. He wanted to scold you, to remind you of boundaries, to assert control the way he always did. And yet, the corners of his mouth softened instead. For once, the great Vil Schoenheit didn’t look like the untouchable idol everyone else saw. He looked like someone amused, someone quietly charmed despite himself.
“Do not mistake my tolerance for fondness,” he said finally, but his voice lacked the bite it usually carried.
You grinned knowingly, stepping back toward the door. “Sure, sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night, Your Highness.”
And as you slipped away, Vil allowed himself the smallest, most secret smile. Because in the quiet of his heart, he knew the truth you had already guessed.
Malleus with a mommy kink is sending me to the moon (can I see more of that pls I beg)
Of course!! The M in Malleus stands for Mommy.
Warning: NSFW
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Malleus didn't really grow up with strong maternal guidance, he never had anyone care for him like you did. One time you scold him for being "careless" in the context that a phone almost exploded when he gripped it too hard (he can control fire but still, you worry about him) and he found your gentle scolding to be arousing. Cock hard beneath his pants.
The moment you said "good boy" to him he almost transformed into his dragon form, he turns into a mush whenever you compliment him and throws praises into his way. He would burn the world just for you to say it to him again.
He gets hard imagining suckling your breast as he lays on your lap, while you play with his hair and horns.
One time he dreamt that you are carrying his young, the future prince of Briar Valley, as you sing lullabies for your child and him. He woke up to his bed burning with his flames, and a white streak of cum underneath his robe.
His cock gets hard at the thought of you letting him fill you with his seed as you let him bite and suck your breasts. He really has a thing for breastfeeding, to the point that he will preserve your milk and slowly consume it as if a rare, prized possession.
He wants you to scold him, to praise him when he does something good in your eyes, he wants you to coo at him. During lovemaking if you're riding him, he would quickly orgasm if you call him "my little baby dragon," he would beg you to take his seed deep in your womb.
He yearns for your milk, and to his delight, whenever you're carrying his child, your body produces one!! Therefore he concludes that you must be with a child every year. Malleus is more than happy to comply. ;))
but I was wondering if you could make a manipulative Yuu? like using gaslighting and guilt tripping techniques to turn the tables and just being sneaky in general? (applies to everyone, even the staff themselves) can you describe what it would be like?
Thank you! I shall return your affection. I think a manipulative Yuu, like the one in Shrimp Cocktail, acts that way out of sheer exasperation, haha. It’s the overall exhaustion of dealing with Crowley’s endless demands, Grim’s constant requests, and the ever-present need for financial support, which Azul can provide, of course, but always at double the cost.
A manipulative Yuu is polite, eerily so. For me, that quality alone is enough to unnerve people. They appear meek, slow to anger, yet sharp enough to turn Azul’s very words against him. Add to that the subtle weight of body language, and you have a figure who is as unsettling as they are persuasive.
That’s the Yuu I imagine, and I’ll give a few scenarios for a manipulative, guilt-tripping Yuu in the near future! ;)))
pretty please can i have hcs for future papa !! leech brothers, malleus, and trey? thank ü
Here we go! Let's imagine them as girl dads. ;))
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The Leech household will spoil their babies senseless. If it’s one child, they’re showered in affection. If it’s twins, the whole sea celebrates for a week straight.
Thanks to merman genes, you do end up with one mini Floyd and one mini Jade, DNA and various genetic tests confirm it. (You’ve long stopped questioning how that works.)
Floyd as a dad is surprisingly chill, matured from his NRC days. He still has his moods, but now there is this strange “princely” air about him… until his daughter ignores him, and suddenly he is sulking in a corner.
Floyd is a tough man on the job, but dear sevens does he fold hard for his mini-me.
His little girl? His princess. He cries actual tears if she refuses a hug. You think Floyd was moody before? You haven’t seen anything until you have seen him get the silent treatment from his “baby eel.”
Jade as a dad is insufferable in the warmest way. He dotes on his child constantly, spoiling them rotten with affection and clever little lessons.
Worst (Best) part? His daughter is basically a smaller, even cuter version of him. They absolutely team up against you. Sometimes you walk into a room and they both pause like they were discussing a plot.
Their hobbies line up too, she is just as fascinated by mushrooms, bugs, and strange little pets as Jade. He is smug about it, of course.
Between Floyd crying because his baby 'betrayed him' and Jade and his mini me being cryptic together, you are left wondering how you became the odd one out in your own household.
The birth of another Draconia had the Fae race celebrating for three months straight. You thought you would never see Maleficia smile but she did.
Malleus is in every definition a doting father. What's that? Did someone just accused his own wife and child of tainting the Draconia bloodline with their human blood? Said person banished from Briar Valley the next day.
Maleficia and Malleus had already cast a spell that whoever speaks ill of you and your child, a Draconia by birth, shall have their tongue burn for eternity.
... You just focused on raising your child.
When his kid calls him “Papa” for the first time, he nearly faints. Lilia teases him endlessly for it.
He loves telling bedtime stories, except they are thousand year old fae epics with full blown magical light shows. The child falls asleep halfway through. You fall asleep too. Malleus keeps narrating anyway.
He is protective to the point of being extra. A sneeze? He is already summoning healers. A scraped knee? He is ready to declare war on the ground for daring to hurt his precious baby.
His child grows up with more enchanted toys than they could ever play with. (Sebek insists they need training swords instead, but Malleus just conjures plush dragons.)
Everyone in Briar Valley spoils the little prince or princess. The kid sneezes and suddenly half the court is bowing and offering them handkerchiefs.
He tries to be regal, but one pout from his baby and he is on the floor playing tea party with stuffed animals. Regal composure? gone.
“Papa, let’s play dragon.” Now he is fully transformed into his dragon form, giving them a ride around the castle like it is Disneyland. ;))
Trey is basically the gold standard of dads (and husbands!!) Stable, patient, warm, and also the biggest supporter when his kids bat their eyelashes.
His children will never know hunger, Trey is always baking treats. Birthday? Custom cake. Passed a test? Cookies. Skinned their knee? He will clean their wound, give their "booboo" a kiss and make them cheesecake.
He is the kind of dad who says “Don’t tell your mom” as he slips his kid a cupcake before dinner.
Homework helper of the century, he is endlessly patient, explaining math problems in five different ways until it finally clicks.
If he has daughters, he is a certified girl dad. Princess dresses? He learns to braid hair. Tea parties? He is there with a pink tiara on. Does his baby want to learn ballet? He is already buying them tutus.
If he has sons, they are taught kindness and responsibility. Trey wants them humble, even if he spoils them rotten behind the scenes.
He is protective in subtle ways, walking them to school, sneaking veggies into their meals, making sure they never leave the house without a jacket.
His child is the one all the other kids want to trade lunches with, because 'Papa Trey's dad made bento' is basically a luxury item.
Most often you'll find yourself staring lovingly at Trey, your heart bursting with joy because you choose a good man to be the father of your children.
yeaH SEX IS GREAT BUT HOPELESSLY IN LOVE LEONA, MALLEUS AND IDIA PLUS VIL TOO PLSPLSS ILL GIVE U MY FIRST SON
You're the second anon to give me their child HAHA. Let's make this a one-sided love for more yearning!! ;))
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Sleeps in the botanical garden but somehow always wakes up right when you pass by, ears twitching at your voice, nose inhaling your scent.
Once pocketed a button from your uniform and now rubs it like a charm before big Spelldrive matches.
Calls you “herbivore” like it’s teasing, but it’s the softest word he’s ever said.
Growls low in his throat when others touch you too casually, you never notice, but they back off quick.
Keeps insisting he doesn’t care, but if you disappear too long, he’ll search the entire campus in a foul mood.
Almost confessed when you cried in front of him, but pride reduced it to: “Don’t cry where anyone else can see.”
Brings you fruit from his homeland without explanation, shoving it into your hands like it’s nothing.
Love is heavy in his culture, it’s not just a word, it’s tied to children, to legacy, and he hates how badly he craves that with you.
He knows it’s hopeless. You’re a human, magicless, not even close to his world. But he can’t stop himself. His eyes track you all the time, his ears twitch at your voice, he rubs his scent on you whenever he can just so others know you’re his. You never notice.
Deep down, he can’t stand that you don’t realize a prince has already chosen you.
He’s the future king, the fae everyone fears, yet none of that matters when he thinks of you. For the first time in his life, he feels powerless.
He lingers outside Ramshackle just to feel your presence. Sometimes he leaves gifts, sometimes he just watches the lights in your window. If anyone saw him, it would look desperate, but he calls it protecting you.
His pride as future king won’t let him beg for love.
Asks you odd questions like, “Do humans enjoy being protected?” You laugh, not realizing it’s his way of asking if you’d let him stay by your side forever.
Leaves enchanted fireflies along your path at night so you never walk in darkness, you think it’s just random magic.
Watches you smile and feels his composure crack, almost blurting out his devotion before pride silences him.
Sometimes lingers near you whenever you're walking in the hallway, in the classrooms, and even in the library. The pricking sensation at the back of your neck is probably his eyes boring into you.
When others hover too close, the air turns suffocating, you never notice, but they do.
Brings you stories from Briar Valley, speaking as if you’ll one day see it for yourself.
Collects little things you’ve touched, like a quill or ribbon, claiming they’re “keepsakes."
Imagines what it would be like to crown you, not just as his love, but as his equal in Briar Valley.
Tells himself it’s “just data collection” but memorizes your sleep schedule, favorite snacks, even your typing quirks.
Keeps hidden backups of your selfies in drives labeled as “system files.”
Once typed out a midnight confession at 3AM but deleted it, convinced you’d laugh.
When you’re nice to him, his hair bursts pink and he hides behind his screen, you think he’s shy, not drowning in love.
If someone mentions your name online in a bad way, he blacklists their entire presence online, erasing them quietly.
Sends you rare in-game items as “gifts,” brushing it off like RNG luck when he’s grinded for hours just for you, he even sends you paid game gifts that costs thousands in thaumarks.
Replays your voice messages until he falls asleep, claiming it’s “for focus.”
Sometimes whispers to Ortho about you, almost like rehearsing what it would be like if you were family.
If someone hurts you, he can and will blacklist their entire existence with one keystroke. He calls it “risk management.”
As the heir of S.T.Y.X., he’s been raised to deal with weapons, security, control. But none of that prepares him for the way you undo him with a smile. He doesn’t know how to confess, so he's obsessed instead.
Corrects your posture, fixes your hair, critiques your habits, excuses to touch you and linger close.
When you smile at him genuinely, without awe, he nearly begs you to stay by his side but swallows it down.
Keeps the lipstick he let you borrowed, telling himself it’s for “analysis,” though he can’t throw it away, because it touched your lips.
Posts quotes on Magicam secretly about you, his fans call it poetic, but it’s coded confessions that only he knows.
Presses perfume samples on your wrist, pretending it’s work, but he just wants to smell it on you later.
Sharpens his rivalry with others whenever you praise them, masking jealousy as professionalism.
Saves candid photos of you in his private gallery, pretending they’re for research.
Dreams of sculpting you into his perfect partner, not realizing you already have his heart without trying.
He wants to demand your heart openly, but rejection isn’t an option for Vil Schoenheit. So he quietly eliminates anyone who dares compete with him in your eyes.
Hello again, i just wanted to ask for your onlycams au how do the staff of NRC feel about the MC doing onlycams? And does the students try to get more involved with mc since she started onlycams? I hope this doesn’t trouble you (Thank you for responding to my first question and I hope you have a nice day)
Oh! This is a great question and I'll be happy to answer, omo this took so long. I'm trying to answer every question and request as I can. TT
OnlyCams AU
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At first, the Principal assumed your OnlyCams was just a harmless little side hustle filled with safe, wholesome pictures, but when he finally opened it, the first image that greeted him was you in a dangerously skimpy uniform. Crowley nearly ripped his mask off in shock, hurt that you’d kept such a thing from him, but also unable to deny a tiny, shameful spark of lust. He tried to act morally outraged, but deep down he knew he had no moral high ground after all, this was the same man, or fae who had lovers in his younger years and had slept around more than once, given his long and mysterious life. Even so, he muttered about the school’s reputation, conveniently ignoring his own history.
Crewel didn’t disagree with your choices; if anything, he respected the confidence it took to flaunt yourself like that. He is an open-minded man who’d seen far wilder things, and frankly, his own past was hardly saintly. There was a reason his old flings still remembered him, and not just for his teaching style. Still, he furrowed his brow with concern for your wellbeing. He knew the wolves that prowled the internet, and though he wouldn’t shame you, he would tell you to keep your guard up. A polished gem should know how to keep the undeserving from leaving scratches, after all.
Trein would not, could not, bear to look at you that way. The moment he realized what kind of content you were posting, he turned away entirely, feeling a fatherly heaviness in his chest. You reminded him far too much of his daughters, and the idea of objectifying you in any sense felt deeply wrong. If anything, he wished you’d seek safer, more respectable ways to earn money, or you can even seek him, and while he wouldn’t lecture harshly, the disappointment in his eyes said everything. He would need to reprimand Crowley about giving you more allowance.
Vargas could see you had an impressive body sculpted to near perfection, but his heart belonged to a beauty from his homeland, and no amount of skin could change that. Still, he couldn’t help but worry that you were making yourself vulnerable by putting yourself out there like that. He's had his fair share of one-night stands too, so he wouldn't judge you. And yet he shook his head, muttering that you should put that energy into sports or training instead, at least then you’d be admired and protected.
Sam grinned from ear to ear when he heard the news, not scandalized in the slightest. “Go and hustle, Prefect!” he chuckled, seeing no harm in you capitalizing on what you had. In his eyes, you were smart, savvy, and he admired that you had the courage to put yourself out there. Sure, he’d give you a warning or two about shady clients, but overall, he treated it like any other business venture. His favourite pic is you wearing a skimpy swimsuit that reminds me of his favourite Princess and the Frog.
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Some no-name students, emboldened by curiosity and hormones, would try to get closer to you, hovering in hallways, lingering by your classroom door, making clumsy conversation. But of course, they were no match for your wealthy, influential patrons: Kalim with his overflowing generosity, Malleus with his quiet but absolute possessiveness, Leona with his lazy yet dangerous claim, Idia with his obsessive watchfulness, Rook with his unnerving adoration, Azul with his devotion, and Vil with his sharp, perfectionist taste.
Still, the attention wasn’t all flattering. Once you reached a certain income goal, you were already considering closing your OnlyCams account. Not just because of the whispered threats, the anonymous notes slipped into your locker, or the sudden, unwanted touches in the corridors that made your skin crawl, but because swallowing down that discomfort every day was starting to feel heavier than the thaumarks in your purse.
And it is getting out of hand.
Students from Royal Sword Academy and even Noble Bell College were now subscribing, some going so far as to make the trip to NRC just to catch a glimpse of you in person. It was hard being this sought-after, and even harder being this kind of famous.
Yup, you're seriously thinking of deactivating your OnlyCams.
for idia, ace, jamil, and malleus. "Ass or tits" which ones are the four picking?
Ass or tits, a question asked since the beginning of time!! Let's go!!
NSFW and suggestive.
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I feel like Idia doesn't really care about much of it, but I know in my gut this dude is a 100% a tiddies-in-my-mouth man. Soft? Check. Does he like to knead on it? Yes! Sometimes you're talking to him and he just finds himself nodding as he stares intently at your chest. Huh, where are you saying something about needing money? Sure, he says as he hands you a metal card with a black and platinum engravings on it and tells you to spend it on whatever you want, all while his eyes are glued on your chest. Expect bite marks, ALL OVER IT. His teeth are not sharp for nothing. But the most important reason why he likes your boobs a little too much is because he can hear your heartbeat whenever he lays his head on your chest, and Idia absolutely loves it.
Ace is a fan of both, but once he saw you in shorts during one, hot summer morning, one of your ass cheeks was molding against the fabric, oh boy, Ace had been an ass-man since then. What? Your ass reminds him of those orange basketballs, and he often finds himself wishing he is dribbling your cheeks instead.
Definitely an ass man, plus points if you let Jamil snuggle on your belly. There's something about the way you move your hips whenever you're dancing with him, it's almost... hypnotizing. Jamil loves your face of course, but everything from your waist below just puts him in a trance because whenever he's stressed, he often fantasizes that you're sitting on his face instead.
The prince of Fae likes suckling on your tits! Maybe it's because he didn't experience what it's like to have... err a mother figure taking care of him when he was a wee dragon, but now he knows the maternal appeal of sucking your tiddies. He loves dragging his dragon tongue over your mounds and he likes to playfully bite your nipples using his fangs, when you say it hurts he is quick to soothe you with magic. The cycle of pain and pleasure repeats until he is satiated. On the days where he loves to shower you with affection, he loves pressing his face in-between your two mounds as he press chaste kisses on where your heart lies.
Aww this is so sweet anon, thanks! Once I get an ounce of free time I'm planning to write more. I want to overcome writers block. Hopefully I can. YAYYY.
Hello, I just started reading your content and if your still doing it I would love to see more of the OnlyCams from your twisted wonderland au I hope you take it into consideration thank you and have a nice day
Hi! Sorry just got to open Tumblr after a bajillion months, but to answer your question, yes! I plan on writing more but I don't think they'll be as long as a proper fic. Maybe a few asks here and there regarding the world building and lore.
