• Odd smile or grin, I mean Rook always has this ridiculous oui oui bitch smirk grin on his motherfucking face, but today? It was different. It was more huter-y if that’s even a word. 
• The moment you turn away, Rook’s glaring at your pc as you open the slides, as if it’s his mortal enemy.
• Bro looks like a fucking hitman with the looks he’s putting out. His facial expression radiates wtf energy.

• Aww so sweet, so cute mon cherie..—Now change the fucking slides.
• "What's on the next slide my sweet?"
• Run bitch run.
• Why are you hiding your screen
• what is there to hide
• you have nothing to hide
• what do you even need to hide.
• Why hide.
• Communication is key :)

• Lowkey glaring at you while you explain the slides, like 'excuse you fuckass am I not good enough for you?'
• Will start getting passive aggressive, calm? What is calm? Is there anything truly ‘calm’ in this world?... He’s patiently waiting.. For the slides to load… Standing, posing like your mom outside your door with a sandal core. 
• Slowly becoming a nagging housewife as he insults your slow as fuck computer. 

• Begins fucking scrolling immediately, legit scoots you over.
• Truthfully you're more surprised he didn’t question the picture you choose for the cover but his pacing is lowkey scaring you? You did this on a dare.. And you put a 50 slide gap.. And Vil was going through each slide fast… Hell you even put a compliment on each slide. 
• Stroking your little beauty queens ego always worked… except now.. He’s been remarkably quiet.. And that is surprisingly more unnerving and unsettling than anything else VIl could possibly do.. 

• Well you’ve done it now.. He’s mumbling.. With gritted teeth, he’s not even glaring.. And frankly you don’t want to see his facial expression. 
• And then he starts laughing.. But not laughing in like “LMFAOO LOL SO HILARIOUS”  but more of a lowkey “I’m going to kill you”
• “Potato… care to explain a few things?” 
• “I- ugh.. um.. have an appointment”
• “Not anymore”

• Kitty’s got claws, bro finna commit a crime.
• Just looks at you and smiles. ‘I control my emotions, my emotions don’t control me’ core 
• Was therapy working? Probably not his lazy ass avoids them like the common flu.

• You saw his expression soften for a moment and you lean in and give him a hug. Effectively distracting him.. and then you scroll like God’s given you 20 fucking seconds to live and breath.
• “WHAT THE FUCK HERBIVORE??” and then the screen fades to Malleus.. 
• And then it automatically scrolls to Rook...
• "..."
• Oh you fucked up.

notes: so we have this now

contains: character x gn!reader, established relationship

characters included: leona kingscholar, rook hunt, idia shroud, malleus draconia

warnings: none

dark content creators & consumers do not interact

• Okay so Leona is like, the last person in the cast who'd be into creative writing if it wasn't for the fact that he was dating a writer but he's supportive. He's got the spirit. Even if he has different priorities.
• Literally comes into your room, sees you sitting at your laptop and working on a story and he's like: "Are ya winning?" He pulls a chair next to yours and rests his head on your shoulder, looking at your draft with you. "Tf am I supposed to be winning?", you chuckle and ruffle his hair, gently scratching his ear in the process. "I don't know, the recognition of the internet people or something. You were the one who said 'Spite can be a great writing motivation' if I recall correctly", he shrugs and presses a kiss to your cheek. "It's not a competition, you know?", you laugh and get up, shoving your chair to the side to sit on Leona's lap instead.
• He doesn't mind just wrapping his arms around your waist and letting you sit on his lap while you write. He'll read along and rest his head on your shoulder from behind, wrapping his tail around you as well. Now you have a clingy oversized cat attached to you while you work on your latest project. Congrats. He probably falls asleep halfway through, not that you'd mind.