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bluessmutifyplaylist · 9 months

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TWST Smut Request Rook Hunt: Reader has a MASSIVE breeding kink and needs him to stretch her out and come undone inside. She wants to feel him twitch and pulse, riding his high for dear life. He's just pounding her into the plush mattress so drunk on this love, consequences be damned.

Maybe he excuses himself with something nebulous like 'hunters instincts' or 'call of nature' but you don't seem to process what he's saying.

(AFAB Reader)

He definitely would have a breeding kink. This is smut, so be warned

Rook Hunt

You both love talking about the future and what could be once you graduate. He wants to have at least three children, a large family to carry on the Hunt family legacy. He wants to marry you and live in a cottage somewhere in a forest, where he will provide for you and your family, walking in and seeing you carrying the youngest child on your hip.

Call it a “human’s instinct”, a “call of nature”, or a man who is very much in love with you and wants a life with you.

The thought alone was enough to get him fucking salivating at the mouth; filling you up full of his cum repeatedly, not caring about the possible consequences because he would love to have a family. He is fully aware that you both are still in college, and is on-board with any protection preferences you have, but the thought still lingers in the back of his mind whenever he reaches his limit.

One day, you bring it up when you both are about to go deeper than just the ordinary makeout session in his locked bedroom. You tell him that you have a breeding kink, and he is absolutely ecstatic. Of course, there are still things to consider, like you both are not in stable situations and have no experience with raising children. He will support you if you want to go on birth control, and will help with the side effects. However, if you say that you wanted to just go raw without protection, he wants to make you aware of the possibilities that come with that.

When you do accept the terms of conditions, his lips are on yours and you feel yourself being pushed back into his bed. He moved from your lips to your neck as you felt him unbuttoning your shirt. As he went button by button, more skin was exposed to the rather cold air. He just kept going lower and lower, kisses trailing from the valley of your breasts to your stomach.

Then he separated and started unbuttoning his own shirt while you worked on your pants. Eventually, the hunter grew too frustrated and just tore his shirt off of himself, saying that he could just buy himself another one as he started pulling your pants down and making quick work of your panties.

He went back to kissing your lips as one of his hands went down and started playing with your bundle of nerves. It was all very slow at first, before he started picking up the pace with his fingers. Eventually, he pulled away before you could reach your high. Your groan of dissatisfaction did not go unnoticed by Rook, and he giggled before leaning down towards your ear and whispering:

“Be patient, mon amour.”

He went about taking off his own pants before pulling down his boxers, revealing his erected cock. It was not anything to laugh at, and you were a bit worried about it going inside you. He saw your worried expression and made sure to reassure you that it would fit inside as he crawled back on top of you.

Both of you were very excited to feel each other raw, with nothing in the way. It was such a new concept, but one that filled your hearts with both love and lust.

He aligned his shaft with your entrance, placing one more kiss on your lips, then slowly entering. Moans and groans made their way from both of you. As good as it felt for the hunter to finally feel you in your purest form, he knew that he had to let you adjust to him. Even if you both have done this before, he knows that it’s still a bit to get used to.

When you give him the nod, he starts pulling out to the point where only his tip is inside of you, and the sensation was absolutely euphoric. A few more thrusts later, and he had a steady rhythm going.

At this point, there definitely was no backing out. You looked into his eyes and you saw something primal. This was a whole other side to the man you loved, and you were savoring it.

A few moments in this position, and he suddenly pulled out. Your eyes widened, worried that he was done, but instead he grabbed your thighs and pushed them to your chest before continuing. He was hitting depths you never knew existed, and your eyes were rolling to the back of your head in just pure pleasure.

Had he not been a bit preoccupied, Rook could have started tearing up because this was a once-in-a-lifetime experience that he got to share with his beloved. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it), he was busy trying to breed you.

He seemed to notice that you looked a bit overwhelmed, and he tried telling you that he had no control over himself at the moment, but you didn’t care. He was hitting that special spot inside of you with every single thrust, and you were nearing your climax.

It didn’t take too long for you to cum on his cock, and your pussy was clinging onto him so tightly that he neared his climax as well. It was so warm when he did, and he faltered a bit as he enjoyed emptying himself in you.

However, you were not finished.

“Rook Hunt, if you don’t keep fucking me right now, I don’t know what’s going to happen.”

This caused the hunter to chuckle before he started thrusting into and out of you again. Both of you were still very sensitive, but that’s what made it so much better.

You both went on, fucking like rabbits for many hours. By the end, you were filled with his cum and his pelvis was covered with both of your hours of work.

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norunoru03 · 30 days

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#twst #twisted wonderland #digital art #artists on tumblr #pomefiore #vil schoenheit #clip studio paint #artist on tumblr #rookvil #rook hunt #twst rook #twst rook hunt

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ibee00725 · 7 months

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OH Y GOD WAIT UR RQS R OPEN...COUKD YOU DO ROOK IN A ROMANCE GOTH OUTFIT??? UR ART IS SO FUCKINF TASYY

May have went a little overboard with this ask lol

Decided to add vil bc i cant draw pretty vampire esq men without adding vil 😩

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etheries1015 · 4 days

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A sudden proposal

featuring: Rook

General warnings: Gender neutral reader

TW: none!

Rook was a master of the theatrics, someone with a sharp eye and a tongue that wove poems into every sentence he said. Although his great gestures of flirtatiousness and romance were seen by everyone as sometimes "creepy," You thought these gestures were the most romantic and heart-melting of things anyone could do. His words never failed to make your heart skip a beat and a smile spread from ear to ear. Despite not officially dating, it was obvious to anyone around that you two were truly a match made in heaven.

"Mon amour! How Magnifique! Perfect!" Rook cried out as you panted, sweat beading your forehead after letting go of the string of the bow and making your target on point for the first time. You dropped the bow and began to jump in excitement, Rook gave you a round of applause before shooting compliments out of his mouth, grabbing both of your warm hands and peering into your eyes with his striking green gaze. He began telling you how amazing you did, how beautiful you looked doing it, how he's never seen such determination and progress as you had shown.

"I'm sweaty and gross right now, though," You laughed, shaking your head and looking down. Rook raised an eyebrow before using both of his hands to cup your cheeks and lift your gaze to his.

"You've never looked more beautiful, in your most natural and vulnerable of states. Seeing you so undone makes my heart race and beat so loud i'm afraid all the prey in the area will go running! This feeling...i'm sure of it. I must marry you!"

You had to stare at him for a little while after that with your jaw ajar. You blinked not once, not twice, not three times... you lost count very quickly of how long you stared and blinked to try and process the words that had just come out of his mouth before you burst out laughing. Just leave it to Rook being so brazen and unpredictable, and to propose to you in such a manner. He will say love needs no ring and must come from the deep of the heart, so it was the moment he felt was appropriate. Ignoring all of the...circumstances of life. You finally managed to calm down, wiping your eyes and shaking your head in exasperation.

"I fully expect you to try this again with a ring and a little more class..." You teased, looking up at a hopeful Rook. Seeing him so smitten, you sighed and rolled your eyes with the same smile upon your lips.

"But what the hell! Okay, yeah... I'll marry you."

It was the start of a truly crazy, yet very worthwhile adventure. You'd expect nothing less from your hopelessly romantic lover <3

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lorkai · 2 months

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: I'm a little biased as always when it comes to those two but this was one of my best fics imo, look at their happy faces. They're so precious! I love them sm ipjwiojweoijg. There's probably some typos but I'm super busy with uni stuff + can't find the time now to proofread and this has been on my drafts for a while now, so I'm posting how it is. Tagging u bcs u asked, I hope u like this silly fic! @hanafubukki

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Not necessarily a warning but there's some suggestiveness at the start.

"Today I'm going to steal Rook's hat!" Those were your exact words.

You said this at six o'clock in the morning, the sun still creeping across the sky to brighten everyone and everything another day, after having entered through the open window of Vil's room like a gremlin - how you did it he had no idea considering his room was on the top floor of Pomefiore.

And in that moment, when you gush about how smooth and soft Rook's hat felt to the touch, and how you would play with the feather and laugh at the surprised expression on Rook's face, Vil wanted nothing more than to turn to the other side of the bed and go back to sleep.

You threw yourself into the vacant space next to Vil, swinging your legs happily as you asked for your beloved's help. Your little puppy eyes making his heart clench and twist inside his chest, like it always did when you used that same trick time and time again.

Breathe, exhale. He remembered. He couldn't give in to your whims again, he remembered well what happened last time.

You invited yourself even closer to him, ignoring your personal distance to cup his face in your hands, fingers massaging the silky skin as you looked up at him. "Please, Mein Lieber."

For a long second, Vil wondered how he could love two persons as chaotic as you and Rook. You two were practically the same and more times than you should you followed the hunter around, imitating his mannerisms and making him laugh like that because you think it was funny. You liked imitating him and Rook loved to have you around, taking you to people watch while you both stated your observations on each person.

This and Rook liked to teach you the hunter ways. So far, you haven't killed anyone with your bad bow skills.

"Du bist die Liebe meiines Lebeéns." You whispered against his ear, consonants and vowels completely exaggerated and some pronounced wrong. And he ignored you, rolling his eyes, accustomed to your antics by now.

One of the different things between you and Rook is that the Chasseur D'amour would use flattery and his good observation to get what he wanted, you instead always chose to irritate people (mainly Vil) with your terrible German speech. Was it your only weapon or was it just because Vil couldn't bear such torture?

He preferred not to know.

You then changed tactics, preferring to fill his face with slow kisses but always avoiding the place he wanted you to kiss him. His temples, his cheeks, his nose, his chin, every bit of skin your lips touched made him feel dizzy. Vil could mentally hear Rook's whines if he were there, ignored, Rook was always so needy for his and yours attention.

His rough, chipped lips slowly descending though the queen's neck while his hands free from his gloves gently navigated Vil's sides and hips. He trembled in your arms.

"That's enough!" Vil looked at you, panting. He held you before you could kiss his eyebrows too. "I'll help you, but you better come here right now and kiss me. On the lips, darling."

You didn't need to hear it twice. The kiss began softly, a needy dance of emotions. But he wanted more, needed more until he was truly satisfied with it. You had woken him up too early, had disturbed him and irritated him. He needed this to restore his good mood.

He needed you like you needed him.

Time seemed to slow down as you met again for a kiss, and another, and another, and hundreds of others, leaving only a sweet freshness behind. That was how he described all the kisses he shared with you, all of them precious.

Vil felt you smiling through the kiss, he could feel the aura of victory and presumption that exuded from you. He bit your bottom lip hard to keep your attention on him, making you whine.

"However, the execution of this plan of yours will depend entirely on you, Liebling. I don't need to remind you that Rook is a great observer and will instantly know you’re up to something if you act differently.”

You nodded as if you were confident that your other lover wouldn't be able to notice anything. Or at least, that he didn't realize it until it was too late.

Later, after you had kissed Vil until he was beaming and satisfied, and his lips were softly swollen, you found yourself sitting on a high branch of a tree, hidden from view and engulfed by green leaves. Waiting for the right moment, watching your target.

You forced your eyes to follow every movement of your vulnerable prey, the one who was sitting a few meters away from you, resting in his usual spot and polishing his bow.

As promised, Vil was talking to Rook about a subject you didn't know what it was. His expression carried the usual serious air but it was accompanied by a calm smile. Rook had that effect on him. And in you too, as if he always knew what you needed to hear to smile, to laugh and to cry.

Yuu notices the way Rook tilts his head to better hear what Vil is saying and how Vil laughs at Rook's jokes. A few seconds go by, you very slowly starts to climb down from your hiding spot, at this point you didn't even need to think anymore, your hands knew where to hold and how to search. It was like second nature.

Finally on the ground again, you do your best to mingle with the tall trees and huge bushes. You can still make out Rook and Vil's figures, the hunter stood up, showing Vil his bow and arrows, and he demonstrated the correct way to hold it.

It occurred to you that maybe Vil was talking about some role he would need to play as an archer and you had to admit that captured Rook's attention perfectly. He was so excited while he explained this and that to his lover, you almost wished to forget your little plan and come closer to listen to him. When he goes on a rant, his beautiful green eyes lighten up while he explain and demonstrates, even more when he can answer some doubts.

'Focus, soldier', you thought to yourself.

The hunter handed his bow to the queen, placing his hands over Vil's and explaining how Vil should shoot to hit the target. And Vil did perfectly. As Vil gracefully executed the instructions, Rook's admiration was evident by his big smile.

As Vil's aim improved under Rook's guidance, you edged closer, careful not to disturb the serene moment. Careful to remember every little detail. You could feel the tension building within you, anticipation mingling with determination. As Vil hitted the target, Rook engulfed him in a warm and long hug, swaying side to side as if they were doing a little comemmoration dance.

This was the moment you had been waiting for, as Rook kept praising Vil, you were getting closer, silent, deadly, your hands strecthed to grab your prize. sensed the perfect opportunity to strike. Timing was crucial, very important for you mission, and you waited a little more, watching them.

His hat was so close now... The sun shone into it, making it looks so comfy. You almost wanted to rush, to grab and run but you waited just a little more.

Vil handed back the bow, still smiling. You could tell it was genuine, he was proud of himself to be able to hit the target even if he wouldn't use this knowledge anywhere. More than this, as he put a stray hair behind his ear, Rook stood on his tiptoes to give his queen a kiss as reward.

And was then that you emerged from your hiding place, your presence initially unnoticed amidst the rustling leaves. Before either could react, you grabbed his hat and ran as if your life depended on it. It was so much beautiful, so soft and comfy, you putted on your head, the last thing you saw was Rook's shocked but proud eyes staring at you.

You had accomplished your mission, feeling very proud of yourself. But now it was time to proceed with the next phase of your plan; run away from Rook.

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mc-cos-charm · 2 months

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Vil : HOLD EPEL DOWN!

pomefiore students holding epel down : yes!

Epel : L̴̪͎̤̜͂̽̓͘͝e̷̱͎̐͌̌̇ẗ̴̼͇͎̳̮̯͐̔̒̍̂͝ ̴̮̜͖̩̤̖͚̋̇̅̀̀͂͒̂̈̔m̷̡̥̰͇̥̭̗̌̍̃̽͊͜͝e̵̩̣̍͑ ̸̨̛͔͓͓͇̻̼̒ͅͅk̶̢̦̪͇͈̮̗̑i̵̳̳̞̤̼̙̹͓̋̍l̸̘̹̮̮͎̘͈̦͚̗̏͠l̸̲̪͗̒̆͂̇̈̅̊̒ ̵̨̰̖̹͈͕̆̊͒̀̊̋ͅt̶̨̟̱͉̥̦̽͋̽ͅh̴̥̲̹͈͑̿̽̏̋̊̾̕͘͠a̸̫̮̻͇͓͈̗̳͎͓͗́͛̅͐͐͂͆͆̀t̷̻̜̗̥̦̞̻̂̒͘ ̸̲͛̅͒b̷̡̤͕̫̤̻̠̠͔̪̿̿̍̈́͛̚͠i̷̢̛̛̱̣̰̱̰̠̖̪͑̀͂̉͗̽̋ct̴̜͖́͛̅h̷̠̗͍͓̖̜͎̼͉͋̒̐̈͜

Ace ,standing in the corner : what is going on?

Deuce , turned to look at epel : oh! Epel saw the story prefect made...

Ace : what was the story?

Deuce : about rook senpai betraying vil...

Ace : oh that time..

Deuce : yeah but in the story vil ignored rook and rook never got the chance to confess to vil so HE ENDED UP WITH NEIGE INSTEAD!!!

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u-makemeunpocoloco · 1 month

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I just don't have anything to write here……

*sniff*

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I mean really, can you guys take a look at the progress in my drawing?

this is the previous state

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jienem · 8 months

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊

Sypnosis: The reader didn't know what caused her to fall asleep thus Vil planned to help her.

Warning: the reader is not Yuu but a dorm member of Pomefiore.

Your body feels heavy. Despite your best efforts at keeping awake, you felt your head betraying you in favor of sleepiness that started to creep in. You always rested enough to function for the day, but for the past few weeks, you started to fall asleep without meaning to. You visited a doctor for your strange occurrence, yet their answer was nothing, nothing too concerning. You tried other clinics, but they said the same. Just rest a lot more but you knew it wasn't simple. You thought your situation was a fragment of your imagination but your current predicament says otherwise.

You avoided some students nearby and waited for them to leave, then allowed your sluggish figure to slump on the ground as you laid your back on the wall. You inhaled some air, feeling your consciousness slip away. You were exhausted already, despite the sky's indication for today. You weren't too keen on your housewarden's scolding if he learned you missed an hour of class or two. But you couldn't move a muscle.

No doubt, if someone saw you, they would tell the housekeeper about you slacking off from class. It wasn't rare for someone to be caught doing such a thing, but you don't want a record for bad behavior during your time at NRC. You survived for the last two years; your third year wouldn't be any different.

But as you tried to stand up, you couldn't maintain your balance for a second before you fell again and couldn't get up without getting dizzy. With your current situation, going to the classroom would be out of the question. You would be dozing off for the rest of the lesson, and having your vice-housewarden as your classmate would no doubt relay the information to the housewarden. On the other hand, the mirror towards the dorm would be one of your options, but the risk of someone noticing you would be higher. The better option would be the infirmary. Crewel-sensei must know something about your predicament, but the thought of him dismissing your illness as fatigue would probably trouble you more.

You were totally lost as to what to do.

Still, asking him would still be the best, and you couldn't know until you tried. With that in mind, you tried to stay awake and lay your hand on the wall for support. But just after a few steps, you felt a presence behind you, looming over your figure. You turn around and gasp as you notice your housewarden's frowning gaze upon you. He was wearing the Pomefiore dorm uniform, indicating he had just come from the meeting. He wasn't using his usual hairstyle in favor of tying it behind his back. His light blonde hair glistened under the sun's brightness from the window, enhancing his beauty, but the sight of him makes you panic.

"Why aren't you back at your class? The bell rang a few minutes ago."

You were quiet as he waited for your answer. But as you just tried to explain, your head feels lighter, and you can't control your sleepiness anymore. The last thing you remember is the way his eyes widened before calling out your name.

Sometime later, you wake up in the infirmary. The ceiling greeted your vision as you tried to flutter your droopy eyes. You notice the sun's brightness has turned orange, indicating you have been asleep for a long time. You weren't surprised by how it turned out.

You glance around for any signs of your housewarden, but it seems he has already left. Though You weren't sure if you were off the hook or if sometime later there would be punishment waiting for you, You just hoped it would be the latter.

"What is this, falling asleep in the middle of the day? Didn't I remind you to sleep early at night?" Crewel asked as he noticed you were awake. You sit up from the bed, and frankly enough, you are still sleepy. Crewel noticed you were still unresponsive and gave you a bottle of liquid. You held the bottle up in your face as you stared. Curious.

"That potion was supposed to help you stay awake for a few hours," he replied as he noticed your confusion. You nodded your head, but the thought made you frown. You tried one of these after a few days of your supposed illness and even tried to make one that could help, yet none of them worked. But the scent rolling from the inside was much stronger than the one you drank before; maybe it will work?

You drank most of the liquid, yet you feel disappointed. The potion effect still didn't work the way you wished. Even if it wasn't, you were grateful to Crewel-sensei for giving you the potion. Drinking the remnants from the bottle, you didn't notice another person enter the infirmary until they were near enough.

"Oh my, Mademoiselle Little Flower! How are you? Did you sleep well? Does your curse happen a lot?-" His voice surprised you while Crewel left for his class in the afternoon.

Your vice-housewarden, Rook Hunt, started to ask you many questions, but you got lost in the middle. Dumbfounded. You wondered why he was here instead of waiting for you back at the dorm. Was it Vil who requested your presence as soon as possible? Wait, he did mention something about a curse.

"Forgive me for cutting off your questions, Vice-Housewarden, but ah, you mention a curse?" You frowned. You didn't have time to ponder more when he nodded his head as if it answered everything.

"Oui, Mademoiselle! Your condition was living proof of that. Come, let's go back to the dorm. Roi de Poison would explain more about your condition."

He didn't indulge you with more information and waited for you to stand up on your own. Instead of asking more questions, you stayed silent as you followed him away from the infirmary. You sometimes notice how he glances at your figure as you walk, keeping an eye out for you if you suddenly stumble without notice. You were grateful yet at the same time annoyed by how you felt as if someone had to help you with the most simple task, such as walking.

"Am I in trouble for not attending class earlier?" You asked after silence passed between the two of you. He laughs, and you realize your question sounds as if a child would get scolded by a parent. You flush in embarrassment. Thankfully, he took mercy on you, even just for a second, as he answered, still shaken from laughter.

"He was not Mademoiselle little Flower. He just wishes you should have said something about your condition earlier so he wouldn't be worried. You frightened our Roi de Poison, you see." Somehow, imagining Vil-san's worried expression about your passed out body was embarrassing. Out of all people, it had to be your strict housewarden to witness your devastating and unflattering moment.

You didn't speak a lot, but Rook didn't seem to mind your silence as he was busy praising Vil-san's beauty. Though you made some comments here and there, you chuckled a lot more when he exaggerated Vil-san's inspiring speeches.

Once back at the dorm, you notice your housewarden in the lounge, who is still wearing the clothes he was wearing earlier while talking to another student. The student carries two different shades of fabric as Vil scrutinizes each of them. He motioned his hand over the other one, complimenting the shade, before the other person nodded. Rook greeted Vil gleefully as he dismissed the other student. Vil turned to Rook, acknowledging him before he gazed upon your form. His eyes analyzed you as you mumbled your apology.

"Housewarden, I sincerely apologize for passing out on you earlier." You bowed, your hair covering the side of your face. His heeled boots appeared in your vision before his fingers held your chin up to look at him.

"Nothing to apologize for, my dear. Tell me, how are you?" You composed yourself under his gaze and let your hands fall to your sides. "I'm fine Housewarden."

He nodded and turn you side by side. You stayed still under his gaze as he ponder. "You can call me Vil. Tell me, when did your curse appeared?"

"A few weeks ago, around the time when we had a small celebration with our dorm." you answered truthfully, watching how their eyes frowned. Vil seems more conserved, while Rook seems thoughtful. You wanted to dismiss their concerns, but if you mentioned it to them, they would absolutely disagree.

"How many times does your curse become active for a day?" You paused, still a bit surprised at the term of the curse upon you. Back to the question: it was very complicated, to say the least. Sometimes it was different; rather than falling asleep, you would often feel lightheaded for the rest of the day, so you didn't know if your curse was active or not. You zoned out for a while, and Vil hit your head lightly to get your attention.

"How rude of you to zone out when we are talking." he scolded.

"My apologies, Vil-san. It's just, it's complicated. There were often times I fell asleep twice a day and it only lasted for twenty minutes; on the other hand, there wasn't at all, but rather I felt lightheaded for the rest of the day." You pursed your lips before continuing. "But these days, it's gotten worse. I tried to brew one that could help my cond-ah curse, but it wasn't strong enough." Your voice was silent on the end. There was silence until Vil folded his arm and said,

"Well, what do you think, Rook? Do you know something?" Vil turned to his second-command, and you did too. The two of you waited for his reply, but the hunter shrugged his shoulders, holding his hands in the air.

"Non non, at all."

Vil sighed at his second-command's lack of insight before turning to you once more. "Did you receive some gifts of some kind from anyone?"

"Not that I'm aware of, no."

Vil nodded, and you felt useless for not thinking too much. Rook clapped his hand, earning both of your attention, and Vil looked at him expectantly. Rook had his signature grin on his face as he pulled the two of you into his arms. You chuckle lightly while Vil looks dissatisfied. His uniform was getting wrinkled.

"My apologies, Roi de Poison, but let's enjoy this day before we think of a solution to Mademoiselle little Flower here, hm? What do you say, Roi de Poison?"

Vil was a little peeved by Rook's antics before nodding his approval. "Y/N, I'll personally talk to the teachers about your condition. I will let you know the details and what plans we were about to make tomorrow morning. Do you understand?"

"Vil-"

"Do you understand?"

You reluctantly nodded, and Rook instantly let go of the both of you, still grinning while Vil patted some wrinkles on his clothes. You bowed deeply to your Housewarden and vice with gratitude.

"Thank you so much for looking out for my wellbeing, Vil-san and Rook-san. I promise I will do my best despite my unfortunate circumstances; please bear with my presence for a while." You lifted your head only to see Rook wiping the tears from his eyes while Vil frowned at his behavior.

"Such a wonderful speech! Y/N-san. The curse you alone must face, the pain and sorrows you must endure, I truly hope you reach your happy ending, Mademoiselle little flower. Beauté, Marvelous!"

You chuckled uncertainly before turning to Vil with a smile. "If you excuse me, Housewarden, you bowed once more while Vil nodded. "Of course you must be exhausted, do you not? Rest; your complexion wouldn't do you any favors if you stayed up late." Somehow you had a feeling that not even a few minutes after you had gone into your bedroom, you'd fall asleep on the ground. Thankfully, your roommate was away for a while.

You smiled one last time before you left, leaving the two of them in the lounge. Rook glanced at his housekeeper with a knowing look in his eyes. "So what do you think, Vil?" He put his hand on his waist while watching the said person feign ignorance.

"I suspect something, but it was too early to tell. I suggest we monitor her for now; I'll be leaving now." Vil dismissed himself. His heels clanged on the ground before fading, leaving the vice-housewarden in his record.

"I do wonder."

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My Sweet Fox

Fox! Rook Hunt x Reader

He does NOT want to tell you he's a fox beastman. He's managed to cleverly hide it with potions and disguises for years, but he's gotten too comfortable with you. You're cuddling late into the night, and before you know it, his transformation potion has worn off, and he's fast asleep.

Not a fun explanation honestly, Rook never thought he'd have to tell you.

However, once you're both calmed down, you begin touching his fur.

He loves being touched anywhere on his tail, and is ok with head scritches. As long as nothing is obstructing his keen senses, you can do practically anything to him.

When you kiss you get whiskers brushing against your face.

Rook's tendency to cuddle to sleep comes out. Like true foxes, fox beastmen also enjoy group cuddles. He will entwine his tail around your torso, arms, or anything within reach, even if it is vaguely limiting to your function.

Do NOT grab him by the tail, even playfully. While it may not harm him, it is considered a serious form of disrespect between foxmen. His tail is only to be touched by his beloved, and handled with care. Do not touch with mischief in mind, you'll get a sad, snappy Rook who doesn't want to talk.

Expects kits/cubs: yes, he wants lots and lots of kits. He may bring home orphans. If you notice him talking an awful lot about making a 'den', call the nearby orphanages and ask to blacklist him.

His canines are SHARP. His dental structure is highly altered for a fox's diet. Another Do Not Touch, but for the practical reason of not wanting to be harmed more than anything else.

Enjoy fox play time. He has energy to burn. Hikes, archery competitions, random jogs chases through the woods, etc. You may even be roped into ballet sessions-- which will be lovingly spent defending yourself from getting smacked in the face with his tail the entire time. Most activities end in aggressive cuddle time.

His tail is thicker in the winter, and thinner in the summer months. Assuming that you can convince him to show you his foxman form more than the one initial time, you'll enjoy getting to see this evolutionary change at least once.

And one more tip? Don't agree to write a paper on Foxmen assuming you can get a primary source. Every question is answered with a wink, a 'perhaps', and a swish of his tail.

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