Hello, this is my first time ordering, so apologies if my order is not very specific. But I'd like to order some golden calamari rings with some velvet mousse berry coulis for dessert.
With overbolt boys paired with a gn yuu reader who was a trained violinist, and keeps thier violin with them at all times.
This reader also loves music of all kinds and can pick up a tune like its second nature.
Ah, a first-time patron! Welcome, welcome!
Please, do not apologize for your order. The kitchen loves a request that brings music into the Lounge.
You have asked for Golden Calamari Rings with a side of Velvet Mousse. A classic, refined combination.
You requested the our dear Overblot candidates paired with a Violinist Reader. A reader who carries their instrument like a knight carries a sword—always ready, always prepared. The violin is a demanding mistress; it requires perfect posture, calloused fingers, and an ear for the slightest deviation in pitch.
For these gentlemen, your ability to pick up any tune is not just a parlor trick; it is a language.
Here is your order. I hope it strikes the right chord!
Serving: The Overblot Gang & The Virtuoso
🌹 Riddle Rosehearts
The Reaction:
Riddle has immense respect for classical training. He knows that the violin is one of the most difficult instruments to master because there are no frets—you must know exactly where to place your fingers by muscle memory and ear alone.
He finds your habit of carrying the violin everywhere... acceptable. At first, he might check the rulebook ("Rule 345: One must not play string instruments in the hallway during passing periods"), but since you just carry it, he views it as a sign of your dedication.
The Scenario:
You are the only person who can calm him down when he is on the verge of turning red. If he is stressed about grades or rule-breaking, you don't use words. You simply lift your bow and play a calm, structured sonata.
He loves that you can pick up a tune instantly. If he hums a melody from his childhood, you can harmonize with it seconds later. It feels like you understand his thoughts without him having to explain them.
The Sweetness (Velvet Mousse):
"Your posture is impeccable, [....]. The angle of your bow... it is perfect."
Riddle will often ask you to play for him in the privacy of his room while he studies. He finds the order and precision of your music grounded him. It is the only time he allows himself to close his eyes and just be, trusting you to keep the rhythm for him.
🦁 Leona Kingscholar
The Reaction:
Initially, he calls it "noisy." "Great," he’d grumble, seeing the case on your back. "You brought the screech-box." But don't let him fool you; Leona has incredibly sensitive hearing. He hates bad music, but he is hypnotized by good music.
He notices that you carry it everywhere. To him, it smells like rosin and wood—a scent that he now associates entirely with you.
The Scenario:
Since you can pick up any tune, you often mimic the sounds of the Savanna or the lazy jazz he likes. You’ll be sitting in the Botanical Garden while he naps, improvising a low, slow melody that matches the rhythm of his breathing.
If you stop playing, his ear will twitch, and one green eye will crack open. "I didn't say stop."
The Sweetness (Velvet Mousse):
"You're better than the royal orchestras back home. They play like robots. You play like you're alive."
Leona uses you as a living lullaby. He will pull you down to sit next to him, resting his head on your lap while you pluck the strings (pizzicato) so it’s not too loud. He finds the vibration of the instrument against your body—and by extension, his—incredibly soothing.
🐙 Azul Ashengrotto
The Reaction:
Azul sees value. High value. A trained violinist who can play anything by ear? You are a walking jukebox and a virtuoso rolled into one. He immediately starts calculating how much he can charge for a "Request Night" at the Lounge.
He is fascinated by the "Perfect Pitch" aspect. He will try to test you. He’ll play a complex chord on the piano and smirk. "Identify this?" And when you play it back instantly on the violin, his smirk turns into a genuine, impressed smile.
The Scenario:
The Duet. Azul is a pianist. It is inevitable. After the Lounge closes, when the lights are dim and the staff is gone, the two of you jam.
He starts a melody—something jazzy or melancholic—and you jump in effortlessly. You weave around his notes, the violin singing over the piano. It’s a conversation without words, a dance of intellect and emotion.
The Sweetness (Velvet Mousse):
"To think such talent was hiding in a magicless student... you continue to surprise me. Your instrument is an extension of your soul, is it not?"
He loves buying you accessories. High-quality rosin, silk cloths for cleaning, a case that is temperature-controlled. He claims it’s an "investment in the Lounge’s assets," but really, he just wants to see you cherish the things he gives you.
🐍 Jamil Viper
The Reaction:
Jamil is a man of rhythm (he’s a dancer, after all). He respects the flow. He notices that you carrying your violin everywhere means you are always ready to express yourself, something he envies.
He is the most critical of your technique, but in a helpful way. He notices if your shoulder is tense or if your wrist is stiff.
The Scenario:
He’s cooking or breakdancing, and you start playing to match his pace. If he’s chopping vegetables quickly, you play a fast, staccato beat. If he’s stretching, you play a legato adagio.
It becomes a game. He’ll change his rhythm abruptly just to see if you can keep up. When you do, he gives you that rare, genuine smirk that reaches his eyes. "Not bad. You’re quick."
The Sweetness (Velvet Mousse):
"You have a good ear. Better than most. You hear the things people don't say."
Jamil finds peace in your music because it drowns out the constant paranoia in his head. When you play, he doesn't have to think about Kalim or his duties. He just listens to the melody. He might even lay his head on your shoulder while you tune the strings, a rare moment of vulnerability.
👑 Vil Schoenheit
The Reaction:
Vil understands the pain of beauty. He knows what the violin does to the body—the neck cramps, the calloused fingertips, the constant demand for perfection. He respects you immensely for it.
"A violin is the closest instrument to the human voice," he will say. "Do not let it go out of tune. It reflects poorly on you."
The Scenario:
He recruits you for Pomefiore practice. He wants his students to learn how to move with grace, and he uses your music as the metronome.
But in private, he wants you to play for him. He will sit at his vanity, removing his makeup, while you play something haunting and beautiful. It helps him strip away the "Villain" persona and just be Vil.
The Sweetness (Velvet Mousse):
"You look beautiful when you play. The focus in your eyes... it is captivating. Never stop."
He is obsessed with your hands. He will massage your fingers with his high-end lotions (non-greasy, of course, so you don't ruin the wood) after a long session. He treats your hands like precious artifacts because they create the art he loves.
💀 Idia Shroud
The Reaction:
"Whoa. IRL Bard class? That’s OP."
Idia is usually all about digital synths and chiptune, but he secretly thinks the violin is "high-tier aesthetic." It’s gothic, it’s emotional, it’s very anime protagonist.
He is amazed that you carry it everywhere. "Inventory management must be a pain. Does that thing have an encumbrance penalty?"
The Scenario:
He’s gaming, and you start playing the soundtrack of the game he’s playing—but on violin. He freaks out. "NO WAY! You know the boss theme from Star Rogue 4?! That’s a deep cut!"
He starts requesting meme songs. You play them with perfect classical technique. He laughs so hard he wheezes. It’s the most comfortable he feels with anyone.
The Sweetness (Velvet Mousse):
"Analog audio... actually sounds way better than the compressed files. Can you... play that one again? The sad one?"
Idia isn't good with feelings, but he will record you playing (with permission) and listen to it when his anxiety is high and you aren't around. He calls it his "sanity potion."
🐉 Malleus Draconia
The Reaction:
Malleus is an old soul. He loves string instruments. To him, the violin is a bridge to the past. He recognizes songs you play that are centuries old—songs humans have forgotten, but dragons remember.
He sees the violin case on your back as your weapon. "A knight carries a sword; you carry a song. It is a noble choice, Child of Man."
The Scenario:
You play in the ruins of the dorm at night. Malleus appears from the green fire, drawn by the sound.
"I know this tune," he will say, his eyes glowing softly. "It was popular in the courts of the Briar Valley one hundred years ago."
He will start humming along. His voice is deep, resonant, and blends perfectly with your strings. It is a duet across species and lifespans.
The Sweetness (Velvet Mousse):
"Your life is short, like a single note in a symphony. But this music... this will echo long after you are gone. Thank you for sharing your fleeting time with me."
He loves to watch you tune the instrument. He finds the intimacy between musician and instrument fascinating. Sometimes, he will ask to hold the violin (handling it as if it were made of glass) just to feel the vibration of the wood where your chin rested.
A symphony of reactions for a talented musician! Thank you for placing your first order. I hope it was music to your ears.
