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Good Pup ☆ One Shot

☆Mean!Sciences Proffesor!Divus Crewel x College Freshman!Fem!Reader:

After seeing you excel in his class, Professor Crewel interest had peeked. You were not from this world, and your academic knowledge was far too different from what was taught here, too different for it to be considered fair for you to study such material at the college level, a lost cause, he thought at first. And yet, he couldn't help but feel proud as you quickly rose to become one of the top students in his class. One day after potionology you had forgotten your textbook behind, and being the great teacher that Divus Crewel is, he ought to give back to you. After looking around for a bit, then spotting in a hallway talking with your friends, he happens to overhear about your secret thoughts on him…

Based on this ask and poll.

Warnings: Mature Content, Swearing/Explicit Language, Spanking(of ass, thigh, and pussy, by hand and pointer), Choking(on dick lol), degrading names, pet play ig?(just names like pup, dog and mutt but not anything else in that area). READER IS A COLLEGE FRESHMAN AS NCR IS ONE IN THIS FIC SO THEY ARE AT LEAST 18, CREWEL IS CANONICALLY 32 SO KEEP THAT IN MIND BEFORE ENGAGING.

Note: This is sort of a remake of ‘Personal Training’ but instead of Professor Vargas, it’s our dear sadistic Divus Crewel. Like a different Au, so the encounter between reader and professor Vargas didn’t happen here. Also why are all the proffesror mean you may ask, well the answer is quite simple… I like to bullied by authority figures/people in charge and those fics self indulgence 🤪✌️. Also for future request, if not precise what type of behaviour you want for the love interest, i will default to writing mean!dom!character or pervy!dom!character cuz that’s i like lol.

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Ever since starting classes at NCR Wonderland, you felt off about begin your academic journey as a college Freshman. Sure you were the right age for it, but wasn’t it a bit to much of an ask to start with college courses, especially with most of the mediums being different from your world? But at last you had no choice but sucking it up, working harder than any other student in your year to keep up. Though you did enjoy some of the classes, just because they had familiar concept. Magic analysis was like any other analysis class you had taken before the topic was just different, you also had music which was the same as back home, and of course there was Potionology…

That class was your beacon of hope each week. You genuinely enjoyed it, not only because it resembled chemistry, making the 'laboratory process' easier to grasp, but it was also the only class where you could actually use magic! The mixtures you created could do things you could only dream of in your world. Moreover, making such complex and potent elixirs made you feel useful. You felt competent with this world's materials because of it, even if Crowley didn't find a way for you to return home, you possibly could get around. Of course, there was another tiny reason why you loved the class so much, actually it was a pretty significant one. Even in your own thoughts, you couldn't deny that you were practically drooling at your professor each time you entered his classroom.

But how could you resist? That man was incredibly hot, smoking even. And his voice, god! It was undeniably sexy. Plus, the way he addressed you was so appealing: Generally, he would call you a 'pup', 'good girl' or 'good dog' when you did something right or answered a question correctly. He'd say 'bad dog' or 'bad girl' if you made a mistake.

He would also refer to himself as your trainer, at some point asking of you and Grim to address him as "O Great Crewel" or "Master/Master Crewel" instead of "Professor Crewel", as a form of discipline.

And fuck was that hot, honestly that was the primary reason you worked so diligently in his class. Hearing his praise and being able to call him "Master" only served to fuel your fantasies.

You wondered how he could discipline you in a more 'physical' way. Would he use his pointer or his hands on your thighs and ass when spanking you? Would he continue to use the usual nicknames, or would he resort to degrading names like 'slut', 'whore', ‘needy bitch in heady’ or perhaps 'greedy pup'? The curiosity from it was driving you mad, to the point where you even considered pulling your panties to the side and touch yourself at the sound of his voice, as taught class unbeknownst to it all.

Naturally, you wouldn't actually do it. After all, even if your noises didn't give you away, the smell certainly would. (You were certain the beastman in your class would detect something like that.) However, there was a certain allure in to the scenario.

Perhaps a classmate would inform your professor, leading to a public reprimand. You picture your professor criticizing your behavior while you stand in an embarrassing position for all to see. Your skirt would lifted and he would be abusing your behind, probably edge you during the spend of the whole lesson. Then right before the bell rang, he would touch your sweet spot one last time, and right around his fingers you would squir-

Oh, right, the bell. Class had just ended. You snapped back to reality and turn to your friends. From their expressions, it's clear they've been trying to get your attention for a while.

Hastily gathering your things, stuff them into your backpack, and follow your friends out of the classroom. Unbeknownst to you, the potionology textbook you need for tonight's homework is left behind on your desk.

You soon reach the hallway where you and your friends usually sat at a break. It's lunchtime, and as per your routine, you start your daily rant about your professor to Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, and Sebek. Grim is also there, but as always, he is so focused on his food that he isn't paying attention.

Meanwhile, Divus was getting ready to head to the teachers' lounge to enjoy his lunch when he noticed the Potionology textbook on your desk.

Even if he didn't know where you sat during class time, he could tell that it belonged to you by the fact that it had small pawprint stickers surrounding your name on the book’s bridge. The memory of you telling him that customizing the book that way was the best resurfaced. After all you were a "good pup, so why not add the paw prints to match the statement.”, you had told him when he inquired about the decorations.

That comment made him chuckle, which brought a bright grin to your face. While it's true that he would refer to his students by such names, at no point in his career did a student use the term to address themselves. To be honest, he finds it cute that you adore the name that most of your peers detested. You simply smile and giggle anytime he uses it to compliment you, and you pout like a real puppy when he corrects you. ‘Truly adorable.’

He actually liked you. Regardless of how your entourage behaved, you were an excellent student who did not cause any problems. You paid attention in class and worked really hard to achieve the highest grades not only in his class but in others, but it appeared to him that you were more interested in the course that he taught compared to the rest. In non-magical courses, you received an average of 70-80, and your sciences marks were in the 90s, slightly higher grades.

Divus also liked how, despite the restricted male uniform, you had altered the uniform to be more fashionable with the consent of the headmaster. Instead of the dull pants that came with it, you wore a skirt that was little longer than mid-thigh but did not reach the knee. It was elegantly embroidered with a swirly thorn pattern, and you wore stockings to match it. A work of art in the man's eyes, which made you even more favourable to him; he adored when someone had a true sense of fashion.

Despite your puppy-like demeanour when he spoke to you, there was a gleam in your eyes, a lustful one at that. You looked at him as if you wanted him to bend you over your desk that very instant, practically eye fucking him throughout the lecture. You may not realize that he noticed, but as a desirable man, he was highly aware of such things. He observed as you unconsciously rub your thighs together, while he chewed you up for a small error; he 'was expecting better from such a bright girl like yourself, this was extremely disappointing'.

Even though he kept it to himself, attempting to maintain professionalism, him still being your teacher and all. Maybe you weren't as horny as he believed, just slightly flustered by the charming way he addressed you, especially coming from a handsome man like himself. However, no matter how sweet you were, you couldn't fulfill his desires. He craved someone he could dominate and control, someone who to basically bully into submission. You were far too innocent and gentle for that. He assumed that if you did have any sexual thoughts about him, your fantasies would be quite vanilla in nature.

‘And oh, boy, was he wrong!’ That was his thoughts when he overheard the conversation between you and your friends, having finally reach the hallway you usually frequented, your potionology textbook book in hand.

A bit earlier,

You and your friends had started eating and you were babbling;

“Okay, lisent, like hear me out-“ you begin,

“I am not hearing, YOU out. You’ve already said enough.” Sebek quickly retorts.

“Valid point, but, but think about it. Hot mean teacher disciplines you with a spanking while degrading you.” You suggest,

“NO!” Sebek tells you horrified.

"Come on, Sebek, don't be so ip tight. I may not be into that kinda of stuff, but Y/N has a point. I don't get the appeal, but Professor Crewel does fit her type.” Ace tells the distress crocodile.

“But he's a teacher, OUR teacher. I don't understand how people can have crushes on their teachers, but openly lusting for them should be prohibited! Also, not discussed like any other normal subject!” Sebek tells the card soldier.

“I agree with Sebek, you should keep such intimate thoughts to yourself.” Jack adds on,

“Ya say that but chur tail be waggin' like an exited puppy. It’s obvious ya like hearin' bout the naughty stuff from missy over there!” Epel comments.

“That’s not-“ Jack begins, but cuts himself off, like Epel said his tail was wagging crazy so he couldn’t deny anything. So “whatever!” was all he said, followed by a huff and a frustrated growl.

"Look, I'm not saying people should go out of their way to fuck their teachers; it's just that the man who potentially would fulfills all of my desires and fantasies happens to be my teacher. And, honestly, he must be aware that his nicknames and actions would turn some students.” You say to the group,

“What? How’s that?” Deuce questions.

“Come on, it's not like you can't go to NCR if you're into things like pet play or bdsm. He must have known that each year would have some students who fit that description. Don't tell me you thought he was completely clueless towards that?” You explain,

“Well when you put it like that, I guess Professor Crewel probably knows about it.” Deuce sorta agrees.

“He’s probably just ignoring it, pushing it to the back of his mind and pretending that it’s not real.” Ace comments,

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking too. But at the end of day, the fact that he’s aware doesn’t change much, I still won’t get him to bend me over his desk” you say with a dramatic sigh, making both Epel and Ace laugh.

“Honestly even if there was some stellar chance that he could be into me, he’s probably in a relationship already. If he isn't married, he is most likely casually dating someone.” You add on.

“Yeah, too bad for ya!” Epel says with a snicker.

Unknown to you and your friend group, the same professor you were discussing was right around the corner, listening in on you thirsting over him.

And truthfully this was a shock to him. Sure he might have found you attractive, but also he had convinced himself that you couldn’t fulfill his desires. Now turns out both of your fantasies aligned, and he was going to make good use of that knowledge.

Now heading towards your group the clacking sounds of Divus’s heels made all of you turn around. Some of their expression where terror, some confusion but Ace and Epel looked like they were holding in a laugh.

Clearing his voice, “Miss.L/n, just the person I was looking for. You had forgotten your potionology textbook in my class, so I went looking for youu in to hand it back, you wouldn’t want to miss tonight’s homework, now would you?” He told, as passed you the book.

“Oh, um, thanks professor Crewel!” You exclaimed a bit distraught, ‘did he hear what I’ve been saying or what?’

“Try again. You know that’s not the appropriate way to address me, now is it.” He states making you rethink your words,

“Right, sorry, Master Crewel...” You spoke out.

“That’s much better. Now come along pup.” He said as he turn around and started walking,

“What- why?” you ask confused. And he turns his head to gaze at you.

“Well isn’t it obvious, you and I got much to discuss. Do not question me anymore today, or any day for that matter. Stand up and follow me right now, otherwise you will suffer greater repercussions than I originally planned to make you endure.”

“Oh, okay.” You squeak out and grab your belongs, now trailing right behind your dear professor Crewel, ‘oh, right, O Great Crewel.’

You returned to your classroom, Divus locked the doors behind you. He had been sitting at his laptop for the past 10 minutes. You were sitting on a chair, on the opposite side of your desk.

"I have magi-mailed your other professors, they have cleared your itinerary for the afternoon. Lucky for us, today was the one I had spares in the afternoon as well." He informs you.

"But if this talk was going to take a while, I could have just come back after class," you say.

"No, I must have a chat with you right this instant.” Divus replies.

You only nod, turning to gaze out of the window to ease your nerves. Of course he noticed, so he turned his lamp desk on, it was bright, then magically closed all the blinds. He moved from his seat to your side of the desk, resting on it as he looked down at you.

“Now, let’s start this talk. Do you know why I brought you here?” He inquires.

“I’m sorry sir I don’t know.” Honestly you weren’t sure maybe he overheard you or maybe this was about something else.

“Not don’t play coy pup.” He told you sternly,

“Perhaps my grades sir…” you croak out, barely above a whisper.

“I guess you decide to persevere in your bad dog act, stand up.” He tells you, sounding exasperated.

“Wh-What?”

“Don’t make me repeat myself mutt!”

Without a word you did as you were, the suddenly felt a had push on your back, not protesting anymore you just expect your fate as you were now folded upon the wooden desk.

“Looks like your not completely hopeless, but that one time show of obedience won’t exempt you from your punishment.” He said, you felt a somewhat thin metallic object glide up your right leg, you guessed it was his pointer. “Spread” was all you heard before the words were followed by a swift whip of the pointer.

You were dazed by the feeling, not completely registering the given order. This seem to irritate Divus, as another strike came down, but this time you react right on impact, now having your legs nicely spread out. ‘Your head was slightly dizzy, was this going the way you thought it was?’

But before you could linger on that thought, you felt Divus's hands remove your panties from your hips, letting them drop to your ankles. Your ass and cunt were now exposed to him. You heard a little shuffling, then his soft breath was in your ear. "Listen, since I'm not going to say it twice. I overheard you being a little slut, talking to your friends about how much you want me to hurt you. So that's exactly what I'm going to do, I'm going to discipline you to never forget how to address me, to never talk so lewdly in front of another man, and to make you incapable of living a functional life without me in it. Now, if you understand, say, ‘Yes, sir.’”

“Yes!..sir—!”

"Good. Now I'm going to spank you, and you must count after each hit and thank me for it, you may only address me as Sir or Master, if anything other than what I've instructed comes out of your mouth or you mess up the count, we'll start over and add 10 more strikes for you to go over. Also, you aren’t to touch me unless instructed otherwise.”

By the time he reached strike 29, your bottom was a of deeper color than your regular skin tone, covered in marks and bruises. Your thighs were quivering from the constant impact of his hand on your sensitive areas. "Twenty-eight... Thank you, sir..." You panted heavily, biting down on your lower lip to suppress any further sounds of discomfort.

Crewel stopped suddenly, taking a moment to admire his work. He ran his fingers gently over your bruised ass cheeks, leaving trails of coolness where they brushed against your heated skin. "That’s wrong," he spoke out, a spank from his hand came down your ass this time. "You already said 28, this means we have to start over. But this time, we’re going up to 40."

You whimpered softly, your eyes widening in terror as you realized what this meant for your already sore ass. "N-No! Please, I apologize, sir! I'll count better!" Your pleas fell on deaf ears as Crewel resumed his merciless assault on your sensitive flesh. Each strike landed harder than before, leaving deep marks that would surely become bruises soon.

"One... Two... Three... Four..." Eventually, you reached number 40. The last blow sent waves of agony coursing through your entire body, and you let out a strangled cry. Tears trickled down your cheeks, streaming down your face as you struggled to catch your breath. "Thank you, sir..." You managed to choke out between heavy breaths.

After giving you a moment to recover, Crewel noticed the wetness between your legs and smirked cruelly. "You enjoyed that didn't you, filthy slut?" he growled, his voice lower than usual, almost seductive.

Grabbing hold of your waist and lifting you slightly before slapping your sensitive folds forcefully. The sudden contact caused a sharp gasp to escape your lips, followed by a moan of mixed pain and pleasure.

"What did you just say, mutt?" he demanded, his voice dripping with malice. "No, don't answer," he continued before continuing his barrage on your sensitive areas, alternating between your lips and clit, ensuring that you wouldn't forget this lesson anytime soon.

After several minutes of relentless punishment, he finally stop the smacking of your privates. Following it by cupping your dripping folds in his hand, rubbing them roughly, spreading your juices over your sensitive flesh.

Than bringing his fingers in view for you to see, sticky liquids all over them."You see how much you enjoy this, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Your body had shook after every blow, your moans had turned into sobs as you struggled to maintain composure. Through tears and gasps for air, you managed to choke out between breaths, "Y-Yes, sir... I love it!" your tone was desperate, pleading for more even though your body ached in pain. You couldn't deny the intense pleasure mixed with the agony.

“That’s it," he praised, his voice dripping with false approval. Reaching between your spread legs once more, he inserted one finger into your tight entrance, stretching you further than you could with your own. Despite the pain, a soft moan escaped your lips involuntarily.

"Now, beg me to cum, you needy bitch in heat," he commanded gruffly, his tone harsh yet somehow erotic. Your mind was a mess of conflicting emotions; part of you begged for release, while another part of you wanted to defy him and deny him what he sought.

You forced yourself to focus on the burning sensation of his finger probing deeper into your sensitive core, trying hard not to move or squirm too Your your body ached everywhere from the brutal punishment you had endured thus far. "P-Please... sir... I need you to..." your voice trailed off as he thrust another finger inside you, stretching your even further.

"More, please!" you managed to croak out between gasps for air. Your hips involuntarily bucked against him, seeking more contact, more stimulation. Despite the pain, the combination of humiliation and arousal was becoming too much for you to handle.

Crewel chuckled darkly, enjoying the sight of you squirming and begging for more. Slowly, he began to move his fingers in and out of your tight entrance, teasing your sensitive spots with precise strokes. "Good," he praised again, his voice laced with malice. "Now, beg me for your orgasm properly."

Ultimately, survival instinct kicked in, and you forced out a broken plea, "Please, sir... I need to cum... Please..." your voice cracked on the last word, betraying both your desperation and submission.

His pace picked up slightly, thrusting faster and harder into your tight passageway. Your moans turned into high-pitched cries of pleasure as you neared the edge of ecstasy. Just when you thought you couldn't take any more, he stopped abruptly, leaving you hanging on the brink of orgasm.

"Not yet, don’t tell me you thought you would get what you want that easily, did you?" he growled, his voice cold and commanding. "You haven't earned it yet." With a final taunt, he pulled out both fingers, leaving your dripping. "Clean yourself up, mutt," he ordered harshly, before turning away from your exposed body.

You were a mess, your body trembling in pre-orgasmic bliss and frustration. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you begged him through sobs, "P-Please, sir... I'll do anything... Just let me cum!"

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Divus turned back to you, grabbing you by your hair and making you drop to your knees in front of him. Reaching down, he unfastened his pants and slid them down, revealing his massive cock, hard and throbbing with desire through his boxer. It flapped against his stomach as pulled his garment down, it was veined and pulsing with need. "Much better," he said coldly. "Now, show me how much you want it."

Swallowing thickly, you raised your head and tentatively wrapped your lips around the tip of his member, taking as much of it into your mouth as you could without gagging. Your tongue flicked out, tracing the head of his cock, seeking more sensation. You began to suck greedily, your throat stretching around his thickness.

Divus groaned, his hands grasping your hair tightly as he began to thrust his hips forward, forcing more of his cock into your willing mouth. Your gagging and choking sounds only fueled his desire further. "That's a good mutt," he praised between heavy breaths. "You take my cock so well, you filthy dog."

You struggled to breathe as he continued his brutal assault on your throat, your eyes watering from the burn in your nose and throat. Despite the pain, you relish the feeling of being completely owned by him, your body becoming nothing more than a vessel for his pleasure. You moaned around his cock, hardly able to form coherent words between the constant thrusts.

As he continued to pound into your throat, your body shook with each powerful thrust. your hands reached up, grasping at his thighs for support as you struggled to keep him in your mouth. The combination of pain and pleasure was overwhelming, causing your mind to spiral into a hazy fog of desire.

Eventually, Divus slowed down, pulling out just enough for you to catch a brief moment of air before plunging back in deeper than before. "Are you ready for your reward, whore?" he growled, his voice low and menacing yet laced with promise.

Without waiting for a response, he unloaded his seed into your waiting mouth, filling it to the brim with hot, sticky semen. You gagged violently, struggling to swallow every drop, your eyes watering from the intensity of the sensation.

He held your head in place until his orgasm subsided, then pulled out, leaving your filled with his essence.

Your vision spun as you coughed and gagged, your body still trembling from the intense asphyxiation. Slowly, you felt your body being raised, finding yourself laying on Divus's desk, your legs folded and spread wide open, exposing your wet and swollen folds to his hungry mouth. Before you good connect 1 and 2 together, he was already between your legs, his tongue darting out to trace along your dripping entrance.

"Oh sevens..." you whimpered, arching your hips upwards, begging for more contact. Pulling away slightly, he teased your sensitive flesh with light touches before finally plunging his tongue deep inside your core, sucking and lapping at your juices voraciously. His fingers found your clit, pinching and rubbing it harshly, eliciting another moan of pleasure mixed with pain.

Your body trembled on the verge of orgasm once more, as he continued to torture your sensitive spots. Your nails scratched at the desk to avoid grabbing his head, you were sure you would get reprimanded for it, the wood was left with white lines shaky lines on it. "P-Please, sir... I need you to—!" you managed to choke out between gasps for air before you was cut off by a powerful moan.

Divus pulled away from your dripping folds, his face covered in your juices. "Mhm is that so," he growled, his voice dark and menacing. "Sadly for you, I don’t feel like letting you climax quite yet, you greedy pup." He teased.

Your body shook with frustration and need, your entire being aching for release. "P-Please... sir..." you begged pathetically, your voice barely more than a whimper. Hips bucking upwards, seeking more contact, more stimulation.

For what felt like a millennium, he continued to tease your sensitive spots, pushing you closer to the edge of ecstasy only to pull away just when you thought you could bear no more. Sweat trickled down your back, staining the cool surface of his desk beneath you.

Finally, feeling that it was enough, Divus thrust two fingers back inside your dripping entrance, simultaneously rubbing your swollen clit with his thumb. “Now cum.”

The combination of sensations was too much for you to handle, and you cried out in pure bliss as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over your. Your pussy contracted tightly around his fingers, cumming so hard to be able to see stars.

Smiling down at you, he gave your cunt a small peck. Crewel smirked cruelly yet something sweet behind his eyes. "Seems like you’re beginning to learn your place well, pup," he said before moving closer again, his lips brushing against yours roughly. His tongue forced its way into her mouth, claiming ownership over your mouth once more, as well as your mind. He tongues wrestled violently, your saliva mixing together in a sickening dance, tasting each other on the other’s tongue.

After breaking the kiss, he stood up straight, looking down at you battered form with satisfaction. "Now, go home and get yourself cleaned up. We're finished for today." With that command, he help her up and walk her out of the school building, trying to avoid anything prying eyes. At her professor was kind enough to accompany her out, but she was on her when it came to walking home.

“See you on Saturday in my classroom, Miss. Y/n” was all he said as he turned and left for school once more. Leaving you alone to recover from the brutal punishment she had endured.

You only replied by a weak “See you sir”, but only when arrive at your door front did it click ‘Wait we don’t have class on the weekends, does that mean—‘

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probablynoposts · 2 years

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MC figuring out their home is destroyed pt. 2

Here’s part 2, part 3 will be out at some point. I hope you enjoy this!(Hope you like dialogue)

ooc character(s)?, part 1, part 3, part 4?, masterlist ______________________________________________________________ You were acting different, everyone noticed, but no one said anything. No one had to. You have been missing from classes and other school activities, even Grim who’s your dorm mate claims he’s barely seen you. All of the teachers have been acting weird as well, especially Crowley, but none of the students mentioned a thing. At least not to the teachers. Rumors spread fast about the Ramshackle prefect who no one had seen in the past few days. Even your friends aren’t immune to hearing the gossip.

“Why’s Shrimpy hiding away from us now?” Floyd wines, he tried to go the Ramshackle himself, but he was stopped by Crowley. “And it’s not like the Dire is being any help right now.” Floyd thinks to himself for another few moments. “Maybe the mirror wasn’t able to send Shrimpy home, and this is all due to Dire Crowley’s lack of effort to get them home.”

Jade nods, Azul rolls his eyes at the twin’s efforts to find an answer. Now Jade speaks up. “Hey Azul, how about the weekly dorm leader meeting? You could try and find out what’s going on with [Y/N].”

“That’s assuming the Prefect isn’t exempt from the meeting, as they’ve been exempted from classes. They’ve been missing and the teachers haven’t said a thing, their name hasn’t even been called during roll.” Azul explains then right as he finishes, two idiots from Heartslabyul burst in.

“Floyd! Do you know how to pick locks?” Ace yells.

“Sort of, why?” Floyd responds, a grin creeping on his face.

“They want to pick the lock to Ramshackle and check on [Y/N].” Epel says as he walks in behind the Adeuce duo, Grim standing next to him.

“Hey! You’re making it sound like you’re not in on it too!” Deuce exclaims at the purple haired boy, Epel shrugs.

“Why don’t you ask Jack or Sebek?” Jade asks. “This seems to be a first-year get together.” Deuce and Ace looks at each other.

“Well we were going to ask Jack but he was in the middle of a run and we couldn’t catch up with him.” Deuce explains. “Yeah, and Sebek is..well…Sebek.” Ace adds.

“Do you actually have a plan?”

“We didn’t get that far-” “WHAT!”

Everyone turns after Epel yells, Rook, vice dorm leader of Pomefiore, is standing in the doorway. And before Epel can speak, Rooks offers an excuse. “Roi de Poison asked me to keep an eye on you. Now I’m here to help you get Trickster out of Ramshackle or at least get some answers. Now I know some more then others might be more against this then others, but breaking into Ramshackle isn’t the answer. We have to go to the person who’s most likely to have information AND answers.”

Everyone is quiet, trying to rack their brains. “Crowley” or “The Dire” or something of the sort is was blurted out by multiple people.

“Bingo.” Rook has a sly grin on his face, “Now here’s the plan…”

It’s a risky plan, everyone has to do their part. Even Crowley who is unaware of his own involvement. “Just wait for Crowley to start lurking around, then it’s go time.” Rook’s words play over again in Ace’s mind. Then there he was, Dire Crowley lurking, as he had been the past few days. “He’s here.”

“Dire Crowley!” It took some convincing, but it was none other then Riddle Rosehearts, dorm leader of Heartslabyul.

“Um, hello Riddle. Can we talk later, I’m a bit..how could you say…occupied..”

“No, I think we need to talk now.” Leona’s voice rings out.

“I would have to agree.” Vil Schoenheit, even agreed to take time out of his busy schedule to help.

Crowley seems to be stressed, to say the least.

One by one, all of the other dorm leaders stepped into the view of the Dire. All seven, Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Vil Schoenheit, Kalim Al-Asim, Azul Ashengrotto, Idia Shroud(surprisingly), and eventually Malleus Draconia. Crowley is silent for a while.

“The information you wish is not mine to divulge,” he pauses, “but I can take you to the one you wish to see, and you can try your luck…”

______________________________________________________________ If you any suggestions of how to make the characters, please tell me! Also I hope you enjoyed part 2! Part 3 will definitely have them find out!

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f-smutt-fitzgerald · 1 year

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Ok so I’m like fucked in the dome so this might only be funny to me but like yuu fucking a professor and then one of her classmates walk in. Like would they be interested or disturbed. Jealous maybe. Idk.

Lol, I suppose the general reaction would depend on the professor involved and the student walking in, but all the same I'm sure the professors would go to Crewel for any "memory erasing" needs. 🤣

As far as student reactions, here's how I imagine some of them would go:

🌹❤️Riddle walking in would be absolutely mortified, you'll need to find a way to knock him out before his yells alert the whole campus. Cater walking in would be like "bet" then multiply into an orgy to join you.

🐉🦇Malleus would be simultaneously nauseated and curious, like, "Human mating rituals are so... intriguing..." Meanwhile Lilia is already in the room, hiding and watching from the rafters.

🦁💤Leona would walk in, then get annoyed and turn around like, "Well I guess I'm not taking a nap in here ever again..."

🐙💰The octotrio already has video evidence and they're already using it as blackmail against you.

🎮💀Idia immediately bleaches his eyes and vows never to leave his room again.

🏹🍎Rook is also in the rafters watching with Lilia.

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small-sea-bunni · 21 days

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story idea for twst !! <3

okay, okay! so, i just found out about, and read, twisted anxiety by @/tiyon (check them out!). which i really love, and it gave me inspiration to start writing again.

i've been thinking about making something for twst for AWHILE now, and i've got it. i want to do a twst x shy reader, especially since i'm extremely shy myself. i don't want the reader to be an introvert, like most do, no, no. (i am kind of basing this off of myself a little, so i'm really sorry if you don't like that kind of thing!-)

anyways though! i want to start. but i also don't know if i should, because how do i know if anyone will even read or like it. so, honestly, this is to see if anyone would be interested in this! even if just one person is just the slightest bit interested, that'd be amazing! :D

#disney twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #ignihyde #diasomnia #twst nrc #nrc staff #night raven college #twst first years #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland

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yuuyuyuyusjdhkjf · 2 years

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sorry for not posting in a long time😭 i keep on forgetting😭😭

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rurulyywrites · 2 years

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🌩️💀Just us|Overblot!Dire Crowley X Mage!Gn!Reader|

Pairings: Overblot!Dire Crowley X Mage!Gn!reader

Plot: Always seeing Y/n in danger and putting herself in first defence. That's why. Crowley loves them so much he uses his magic to try and protect them even if Y/n is a master mage. That unconfessed love came from watching from afar, friendship, until he was so much of a coward he couldn't confess. Although.. what's happened to headmage?

Requested by: Ursula, ISTG I ALREADY TOLD U TO WRITE ME A PLOT IF YOU WANT A REQUEST I WILL MURDER YOUR WHOLE FAMILY BLOOD LINE I NEED A ONESHOT IDEA AND A PLOT WHERES THE PLOT MOTHERFUCKER IM SLEEP DEPRIVED, my friend.

Type: angst and yandere

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TWs!:

• cannibalism

• genocide(?)

• murder

• very long oneshot

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3rd person POV

「Years ago」

"A/n!!" Y/n said as soon as they spotted their childhood friend "Oh dear.."

"I MISSED YOU! WHY COULDN'T YOU GET OUT OF YOUR HOUSE?!"

Y/n said as they hugged them.

"Y/n it's.. uh.. we're in public.. please spare me the embarrassment.. it's very awkward being loud at the dorm sorting ceremony"

A/n said in a low voice as they say down with Y/n next to a black and white haired man.

"Ok ok fine. But this is really awesome!"

Y/n said as A/n sighed and rolled their eyes "Whatever.."

"hush, wouldn't want to be disobedient pups at the ceremony"

the black and white haired man said as Y/n chuckled and A/n looked at him disgusted

"What?"

"Please don't call me that. I barely know you-"

"Divus Crewel,nice to meet--" "don't care,didn't ask"

"WHAT?!"

"Hush back there!"

The headmage announced "Disobedient pups,you say?"

A/n said with a smirk without even looking at Crewel,"Tsk".

"Crewel don't be like that,I'm very sorry"

A man said as Y/n turned to the person and saw his half masked face

"Hey.. it's fine! A/n's just cranky"

Y/n said, completely awestruck

"I like the mask" they said as a smile formed in the masked person's face

"Thanks.. I'm assuming you're Y/n? Sorry for eavesdropping. I'm Crowley,Dire Crowley"

Crowley said as he extends his hand infront of the two people in between them,namely A/n and Crewel.

"Woah! Nice-.. claws? They look cool! I'm Y/n L/n by the way~!"

Y/n said as they shook his hand.

"Nice to- wah-! Hey!"

Crowley said as Y/n stole 3 of his finger claws "Is this real gold?"

Y/n asked as they examined the claw

"Well.. it's.. yeah.." "I wanna sell this but it has a different letter in each claw,must be valuable to you"

Y/n said as they returned the claws.

"T...thanks.." "hope we're all in one same dorm" Y/n hoped as A/n sighed

"Well with that attitude,one of us is definitely going to Ignihyde"

Crewel said as he looked at A/n who's face was resting in their hands "Killjoy as always".

"Next row of students! Form a line" the headmage announced

"That's our cue! C'mon A/n!" Y/n said as A/n ducked to avoid Y/n from dragging them,instead they caught Crowley's hand

"Wha--?!" Crowley was now being dragged by Y/n down to the dark mirror

"Guess they're go- watch where you're going! Dickhead"

A/n said as they accidentally bumped into someone and fell down "So sorry,are you ok?"

A dark skinned man said as he reached to them. "Y/n! I'm not A/n!" "Wait-- Crow-?!"

Y/n stopped their sentence as soon as they realized they were holding hands

"Ah,young love" One of the teachers said as Y/n blushed and faced the dark mirror.

"By the fierce aura of a young master mage,I shall associate your skill with... Ramshackle"

The dark mirror said as almost everyone was confused "Ramshackle?" The headmage asked the dark mirror

"Their power is unique,truly meant for a dorm with such" The dark mirror said as Y/n went back to their seat.

"The.. uh.. ceremony ended.."

Y/n said awkwardly as they walked around the nighttime courtyard with Crowley

"I'm suprised A/n and Crewel hate each other so much they're so happy they were opposing dorms and even declined this."

Crowley said as Y/n wrapped an arm around Crowley

"I love your vibe. I really do! The claws, mask and feathery Cape! Like please I'll give you 10,000 Madol/Thaumarks!"

Y/n said as Crowley looked hesitant

"If! I had 10k. I don't. But if I did I'd love to buy something close to your clothes"

Y/n said as Crowley chuckled.

What happened?..

What's going on?..

"One!"

"No.."

"TWO!"

Wake up.

"CROWLEY I SWEAR STOP!"

Y/n whined as Crowley repeatedly hit them with their pillow

"Cmonn! You said you'll always be with me!! Now come on, we're going to school together!"

"Wait-- SHIT I'M LATE FOR SCHOOL!" Y/n said as they immediately woke up and dashed to the bathroom,the next thing Crowley heard was the shower head turning on

"It's been.. almost 2 decades.." Crowley muttered to himself as he grips the pillow he used to playfully hit Y/n.

In his mask, a tear forms and flows down his cheek. "Hey Crow!!"

Y/n shouts from their bathroom

"Need help washing your back?" Crowley said jokingly while tears still flow down

"No bird brain! You can go to NRC first! You'll be late if you wait for me"

Y/n said as Crowley sighed

"Be there for the ceremony?"

"You bet!"

"I bet you won't" "BIRD BRAIN!" Y/n said as he heard the shower head turn off and see Y/n out of the bathroom,only wearing a towel while holding a bad of soap

"Y/n no."

"Y/n YES!"

They threw the soap directly at the pointy nose of Crowley's mask

"Jokes on you,this is your soap" Crowley said as he removes the soap "that I used to wash my buttcrack with"

"UGH!! YOU ARE DISGUSTING!".

What's happened?

It was my fault..

It was.. all me..

"You said you like Y/n,then go. They don't seem to not like you"

A/n said as Crowley joins them in arranging the library books.

"Well why don't you go tell Sam you like him? He doesn't seem to not like you"

Crowley teases as he rolled his eyes but as soon as he did,A/n threw a thick encyclopedia at his head.

"WHY?!"

"Deserved"

"He loved you,Y/n.."

"Why are you so dense?"

...

"Y/N!" Crowley shouts at Y/n.

"Crowley no!" Y/n shouts as Crowley dashed to the Master mage and 'rescued' them.

"CROWLEY THIS IS MY JOB!"

"Well your job is dangerous."

Crowley shouts back at Y/n as they both entered the closed to students bookshop.

"Y/n! Crowley! Sit down. Let's settle this like adults. No shouting. And Sam please brew some tea"

A/n said as the two angered friends sat down infront of each other.

"Crowley I've told you many times. Y/n is a master mage. Their job is to use magic to protect Twisted Wonderland onderland. When will you get that?"

A/n reminds Crowley.

"And I know that every time they finish a mission,they're fine. Y/n can't handle the slightest wound and if they did have one,they'd come straight to me. Crowley please understand that your overprotectiveness isn't getting you anywhere"

A/n scolds Crowley. He always felt so guilty during these.. 'talk of adults' times. Although even if half his face is shown,he didn't look guilty nor did he look like he was blaming himself.

"Crowley. Look at me" Y/n said as they held his hand,making him turn his head to them. "I've told you this so many times. We've had these talk of adults numerous times. I know what I'm-.."

Y/n stopped their sentence because Crowley took his hand from them and walked away

"Dealing with..."

"Y/n. Talk to him. If the talk of adults can't have him start acting mature,then you can."

A/n said as they cupped Y/n's face

"He doesn't listen. You saw how he was when I was talking to him"

"Well a dog keeps fetching the stick you always threw at it until it gets tired"

A/n said as Y/n ruffled their eyebrows at them.

"what I meant was,even if Crowley keeps in trying to save you from your job. He'll eventually stop and think maybe you can do it. Maybe you can grab the stick yourself".

He swore he would.

He swore that he'll stop interfering me when doing my job.

He lied

Liar

Who's the liar?

"Crowley,I think I might need to look at your ring"

A/n tells Crowley. It's been a month ever since that discussion and he's still saving Y/n from their job.

"What?"

"Crowley your gem is halfway coated in clot. Use more magic to save Y/n will only mean an overblot"

A/n said as he took the ring from him.

"I can try and remove some of the clot,make it be at least less that halfway. There should be consequences and side effects--"

"and what's gonna happen to me if you remove the clot?"

Crowley said in an angered and scary tone. Catching the librarian off guard but soon was back to their composure

"You'll lose magic for a week--" "give me that"

Crowley said as he snatched the ring from A/n

"I have to save Y/n"

"but what if I don't need you to save me?"

As soon as Crowley turned around to leave A/n's bookshop,Y/n appeared.

"there will be a day"

"and it's not tomorrow or overmorrow! I can handle myse--"

"nonsense. I am more powerful than you"

"then you should know better than anyone that once you overblot. Everyone you know will be dead in mere seconds"

A/n said as Crowley turned around to see him holding a somewhat faint dusty purple colored potion.

"So I suggest you to give me the ring and I can remove the clot" A/n said as they threw the potion up and down.

"Crowley,do as they say" Y/n said as they prepared themselves in a fighting stance.

Too late...

I was.. too late.

There they were. In headmage's office,tied up in his chair.

"My my.. you're truly beautiful"

The man himself,Crowley, in his glorious overblot form. His face and clothes decorated in blood

"You know how much I love you,Y/n. The photos on the wall prove it"

"Well if you weren't such a creep then I would've liked you back!"

Y/n shouts as they try to free themselves from the rope. "Oh you'll love me. You will love me the same way I do to you"

Crowley said menacingly as he walks closer to Y/n and raised their chin up as he kissed their neck.

"Oh look at you.. letting me touch you like this. The same person who killed more than half of Night Raven and the murderer of the rest of the staff,including A/n"

"you didn't-?!"

"Oh I just did,care to see their corpses?"

Crowley said as he brought out 5 corpses with unrecognisable faces due to their extremely gory state.

But Y/n was able to tell each apart from their clothing.

Ashton Vargas had his whistle poke through one of his eye and the other was popped out of its socket. His head slashed in two and his brain on his chest.

Mozus Trein had his neck turned the other way and on his mouth was the head of Lucifer. Both his arms were twisted out of its joint.

Crewel had his chest to stomach open and his throat cut. In his open stomach was his fur coat now covered in blood. His organs stopped working and was covered with the fur of Lucifer.

Sam.. Sam looked.. terrifying. His hair pulled out of his head and his brain fully exposed. His eyes were in his mouth and get his tongue and 2 teeth were in the places of his eye socket with maggots infesting his exposed organs.

"What have you done to them?! Where's A/n?! Are they alive?! WHAT DID YOU TO THE INNOCENT STUDENTS' LIVES?!"

At this point,Y/n was crying for answers.

"I was making sure no one could make you blind and tell you that what I'm doing for you is wrong. You and I will forever be together,isn't that wonder--"

"WHERE IS A/N?!"

"CROWLEY YOU KNOW THEY'RE MY CHILDHOOD FRIE--"

"Shh.. I know.. I know~ but you don't have to worry a thing... I'll get these other bodies out your sight before you can puke and give you some of your comfort food"

Crowley said as he left the room.

He's insane..

He's crazy!

He doesn't know what he's done

"You're gonna love this!"

"It's your favourite food"

"With a little... Twist"

"I call it.. f/f with Librarian meat"

"I can assure you it tastes delectable~"

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My friend that requested this literally sent me a Spotify playlist of all of "Sweeny Todd: the demon barber of Fleet Street" songs and the best thing I remembered there was 'meat pies' so this is what you got,Hun.

C A N N I B A L I S M ✨

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puffpuffmenace · 11 months

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【Twisted wonderland requests are open!】

• I write: Fluff, Angst, last braincell posts, crossovers, Headcannons, One-shots, some serious topics (such as s-icide, self hatred, ect), Yandere, Platonic, x reader

• What I don't write: Smut, weird topics (reader having a Serious choking kink)