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#(I wish twst had its en release when I was going through my last breakup I just know vil would have saved me)
pomefioredove · 26 days
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hi hi there! I'm not sure if I'm doing this correctly, but can I request vil comforting the reader through a breakup? (totally not self indulgent comfort) I love your writing so much and you write vil so well. Thank you!
anon this isn't related to any exes but I have a bunch of highly specific reaction images in my gallery to use when I describe a person (usually a man) I personally think vil schoenheit would hate
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summary: vil has always hated your ex type of post: short fic characters: vil additional info: implied romantic, reader is gender neutral, reader is not specified to be yuu, hurt/comfort
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There are very few things Vil Schoenheit is ever wrong about.
Even when he wants to be.
There are a million and one ways he could have said I told you so.
He might have even given himself a little pat on the back if the timing was better, but this was about you, not him and his excellent judge of character.
He never liked that person.
Thus, when you had turned up at his door not too long ago, looking like a kicked puppy, that was his very first guess.
And now, he dabs at the corners of your eyes with a silk handkerchief, trying to salvage the lovely makeup look he'd recommended earlier while you talk.
Another cascade of tears fall down your cheeks as you describe the nature of the emergency. He winces.
"Oh, dear. Please tell me you dumped them,"
You shake your head.
One part of Vil is aghast. The other is offended. Not only on your behalf, but at the simple fact that anyone could break up with someone he held in such high regard.
Are they ignorant? Stupid?
How could anyone be so foolish as to let you get away...?
"It's for the better," Vil says, tilting your chin up to prevent any more tears from falling down your pretty cheeks.
You sniffle. "I know you never liked them, but..."
"This isn't about that," he says it plainly, even though it's half a lie. "This is about the fact that you had ever entertained such a character. They're not worth a second of your time, do you hear me?"
You're quiet for a moment, not sure how to respond to his sudden attempt at boosting your confidence.
"It's just complicated,"
"Relationships tend to be. Hold still for me, dear," he picks a stray eyelash off your cheek.
Vil doesn't believe in things like wishing on eyelashes, but even as he blows it off the tip of his finger, he's thinking of you.
"You will survive," he turns back to you, smiling slightly. "Even with your terrible taste in partners."
"If you had it your way, you'd interview every person I liked,"
He rolls his eyes. "Tsk. You say that like it's a bad thing,"
Even now, you can't help a small, weak laugh. There was something rather impressive about the way he could lift your spirits without even trying.
The same thought seems to occur to him, and he smiles, delicately wiping away another tear with the tip of his finger.
"I just don't think I'll meet anyone up to the Vil standard,"
"Good thing you don't have to," he smiles, almost teasingly. "I'm right here, after all."
Another eyelash is wiped away along with the tear, though this time, as he blows it away, he makes a wish.
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