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dotster001 · 4 months

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How they Get You under the Mistletoe, Part Two

Summary: Staff and Non NRC students x gn! Reader

A/N: IT IS 11:54 ON DECEMBER 25TH, SO I FINISHED THIS ON TIME LET'S FUCKING GO!

Part One

CW:It's in my pinned post, and I've mentioned this in a couple posts, but if this is the first of my stuff you've read, I view NRC as an actual college, so reader here is 18+. If it makes you more comfy, imagine it as grad school age. Also, use of alcohol in Crewel's part.

Dire Crowley

Rage Bait

The ghosts thought they were helping. They had decorated Ramshackle, and you were having a holiday party before your friends left for winter break. But they'd also put up mistletoe. And every time you tried to take it down, they'd float up and move it farther out of reach.

“Surely there's a special someone who'll be here tonight,” one of them said with a giggle.

“We just don't want you to regret not making a move, when you're our ages,” another one said with paternal softness.

You grumbled and stormed back over to the party, which was quickly getting out of hand. The later it got, more people showed up, and now there were more strangers than friends in your living space. And as though that wasn't bad enough-

“Prefect!”

You groaned when you heard the headmage’s voice. You turned around from the broken glass you were sweeping up, and sighed.

“What can I do for you, headmage?”

“I consider myself very generous, and can overlook a simple celebration, but this is out of hand.”

“Yah think?” You shouted, gesturing at the fight that had just broken out in the corner.

“How do you plan to shut it down?”

“I'm working on it!” You snapped, walking away with a dustpan full of glass, ready to sweep up the newest disaster.

“I have an idea,” he said, half a step behind you, not missing a single beat, despite the crowd doing its darndest to separate you.

“What is it?” You said, only half listening as you set down the dustpan.

He grabbed your arm, yanking you to the side.

“Kiss me,” he said with a wicked grin.

“What the fuck!”

He smirked even deeper, pointing up. And there was the mistletoe from earlier….but you could have sworn it was over there….

You made eye contact with one of the ghosts who winked at you.

“H-how is that gonna help?” You stuttered.

“Surely, your peers would find it unsettling to see the Headmage kissing his lover.”

“Lover?” You rolled your eyes. “You're not my lover-”

“But you'd like me to be,” his eyes twinkled.

“You don't even give me enough money to reward Grim when he actually passes a test.”

“Doesn't matter. I'm a handsome man. You can't say you're resistant to my charms.”

You pulled out of his grip and snapped.

“Oh please! If I was going to go for any of the staff, I'd go for Crewel!”

“Really?” His eyes narrowed. “Perhaps you're too scared to kiss me.”

“What!”

“You're worried that if you kiss me, you'll be forced to accept your feelings.”

“Shut up!”

“I'm a very generous lover-”

You slammed your lips against his, angrily. He kissed back with just as much force, his hands twining in your hair. The anger turned quickly to passion, and you were soon overwhelmed by the feelings inside you, shoving him away from you as you pressed your hands to your open mouth in shock.

He smirked, and you realized no one was in your dorm, except Ace, who was staring in complete disgust.

Divus Crewel

Double dog dare you

Vargas and Sam were both drinking with Crewel at the staff holiday party. It was meant to be a calm relaxed evening. But you'd shown up to interrogate the Headmage about something, and now Sam and Ashton were acting like fools.

“C'mon, man up!”

“We know you want to.”

“Gentlemen, please, let's be professional,” Divus grumbled as he threw back his glass.

“They aren't in your class anymore!”

“And my friends say that they are head over heels for you.”

“C'mon man up!”

“If you say man up one more time!” Divus scowled.

“If you don't, he will,” Sam snickered, pointing at Crowley, who did, indeed, seem to be trying to huddle you over to the mistletoe that someone had decided to put up for some reason. Though, the longer Crowley was shifting you, the clearer it became that this was a malicious plot.

“I dare you to swoop them up from under his wing, and give them a kiss they'll never forget,” Vargas said childishly.

Divus looked over at you, snatched Sam's drink, chugged it down, then stormed over to the both of you, buoyed on by the cheers of his friends.

“Scuse me Headmage,” he slurred, yanking you to him and kissing you sloppily.

…

When he woke up the next morning with a killer hangover, he would have thought it was all a dream. Until he saw you sleeping in a chair by his bed, holding a bucket full of vomit.

Mozus Trein

The Parent Trap

He'd invited you to the holiday party at his estate in the country. He thought it would be a low key way to introduce you to his daughters. If you got overwhelmed, you could blend into the crowd, or hide in his guest room upstairs, and no one would even notice you'd slipped away.

His daughters were a little too excited that he was dating again.

“Papa, you gotta!”

“It would be so romantic!”

The good news was, they liked you. Unfortunately (fortunately?) they might have been a little too excited.

“I'm not going to pull them away from the party, just to kiss them under a leaf,” he said with a glare.

“Don't worry, you don't have to pull them away!” Ania said with a smile, pulling out her magic pen. Unfortunately (fortunately?) Ania was incredibly gifted with flora magic. Materializing mistletoe above the two of you would be simple.

“I absolutely forbid it,” he hissed.

“Y/N! Over here please!” Darleen called to you. You politely excused yourself from the conversation you were having, and walked over to the group, eying his children nervously. Your gut instincts were definitely right.

“You don't have to-” Ania covered Trein’s mouth with her hand, giggling excitedly.

“What's going on?” You asked, eying him in concern.

“Just stand right there!” Darleen said, both daughters taking three steps back, before Ania quickly muttered a spell. You looked up and saw the mistletoe, your eyes widening. You looked over to his daughters, but they were already running away, hiding in the crowd.

You looked at Trein, feeling your cheeks warm as he stared at you with an empty expression on his face.

“We don't have to-”

He said, gently taking your hand in his, caressing the back with his thumb.

“I would be a fool not to accept this gift,” he said, sounding bitter, but there was light in his eyes. You smiled softly, and he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.

Ashton Vargas

Decoration Team

He'd somehow tricked you into decorating the employee lounge with him. You always thought he was more brawn than brains, but this wasn't the first time he'd tricked you into manual labor, so maybe you were the dumb one.

“Hah! Good work!” He slapped your back affectionately, and you stumbled into the table you were decorating, causing a couple of the tchotchkes you'd just placed to tumble forward. You frowned, and sighed, but he laughed again.

“Forget the table. I need you for something,” he snatched your wrist, dragging you to a corner of the room. Then, with absolutely no warning, he picked you up, and placed you on his shoulders. You gripped his head, absolutely terrified that you'd tumble.

“Don't worry. I got you. That's why I built up these muscles!” He momentarily let go of your left thigh to flex. This did not ease your panic.

He reached into his pocket and handed you something.

“Hang that on the ceiling right above ya! Let me know when you're finished.”

You stared at the mistletoe, and sighed. The sooner you put it up, the sooner he'd put you down.

“So, uh, is this a popular decoration for a staff party?” You asked, trying to ease your anxiety through conversation.

“Nah.”

“Nah? Done, by the way.”

He gently let you down from his shoulders, then turned you to face him.

“This won't get much use at the party. This decoration is for my….personal…enjoyment,” he purred as he took your chin in his hand.

Sam

*Gasp* you tripped!

Sam's shop always had weird things. But definitely the weirdest thing it had at the moment was the out of control mistletoe bush. A student had bought it, tried to cast a spell on it, then promptly returned it when he realized it was growing beyond his control. Normally, Sam had a strict no return policy. But he'd stared at it for moment, then agreed to the return.

It was the end of the night, and he was finally getting around to fixing it. He was simply staring at it, trying to puzzle out how to clean it up. You were staying far away. Partially because the monstrosity the mistletoe had become was horrifying beyond the realms of imagination, but also because….

You know…

Mistletoe.

Not that Sam wasn't unbelievably attractive. It just would be awkward if you both ended up near it. And Sam was a professional. He'd probably just laugh lightly and send you on your way. But still…it would be awkward.

Right?

“Sam,” you said, but he was so engrossed, he didn't hear you.

“Sam, I'm gonna clock out-” you had taken a step forward, but tripped over what felt like an outstretched leg, right into his arms.

“Ah! Are you alright, my little imp?” His voice sounded concerned, but the expression on his face didn't quite match.

“Y-yeah,” you said, trying to pretend you didn't notice just where you both were standing. He looked you up and down, rubbing your arms, as though looking for any injuries.

“You're certain?”

The mistletoe creature thing wrapped around the two of you, and you stiffened as you were pushed closer together. You tried to keep your mind off of the muscle you were feeling under his clothes.

“I know how to fix this. But should I?”

“Huh?” You gasped, mildly horrified about the implications.

“I can get out of this easily, but I could leave you as a sacrifice to the mistletoe.”

“What!”

He snickered. “Or we can make a deal.”

Uh oh. You've seen him do this to other people, but never to you….

“Sam, you write my paycheck. You know I don't have any money to give you.”

“I don't want money. But you do have something I want,” he leaned in so that your noses were pressing together. “I'd like your heart. Think that's a deal you can make?”

Neige le Blanche

Marketing Campaign

After the SDC, Neige had pushed to get his manager to take you on. And now you were a notable up and comer, doing projects with Neige.

This campaign was for a cologne. It was winter themed, with hints of cinnamon and cloves, and Neige was to be the figurehead of the campaign. But he'd been insistent that you be his partner in this ad. You hadn't tested the product, you hadn't received a script or any information, other than the fancy outfit you'd been given for the photo.

Your manager was quickly giving you the rundown as hair and makeup worked on you, and you were just kind of nodding along, until,

“Wait, say that again?”

“You're going to be kissing his neck while you stand under the mistletoe?” Your manager said.

You stiffened, earning a scolding from your makeup guy for wrinkling your forehead.

“I know it's a big jump for his image, but your face will be at an angle, so you might not be associated with the image cha-”

“Does Neige know about this?” You asked, your voice squeaking a little.

“Yes. Of course he knows,” you manager rolled her eyes, before continuing with the brief.

Your manager continued briefing you, but you felt light headed and couldn't focus on her words.

Now that you were on the photo set, you stood stiffly waiting for the photographer to pose you.

“Sorry, Y/N, I meant to tell you about the shift in my image, but I forgot.”

Would it be unprofessional to say that it wasn't the image shift that had you tense?

“Don't worry about it, Neige,” you tried to laugh it off, but quickly you were being positioned for the photo, Neige tilting his head back, fully exposing his neck, where it was implied that he had used the cologne from the campaign.

You were positioned with your lips pressed to his neck. You really doubted you even needed makeup for this shot, your face was barely visible, but whatever.

“I'm really sorry, Y/N,” he whispered, barely moving his lips as the camera whirred.

“Don't worry about it,” you whispered into his neck.

“Alright, slowly kiss up his neck, then you're gonna grab his hair and kiss him. Slowly. We want to do this in one take,” the photographer said. You felt your cheeks grow warm, and you made eye contact with Neige, whose cheeks were slightly pink.

“Sorry,” he breathed hoarsely.

“It's fine,” you whispered, following instructions, slowly, and kissing him, the taste of apples invading your mouth.

“Got it!” The photographer shouted, and you both separated quickly.

The photographer grinned at the photos on his camera, then raised that smile to you, giving you a wink.

“You were right, Neige, they were perfect for this one!”

You turned to Neige, your eyes wide, and you noticed he was heavily avoiding eye contact, his face bright red.

Rollo Flamme

Purity check

Can you tell from how I write him that I have religious trauma? 😂

Now that you'd been studying at NBC for a semester-long exchange program, you realized how close you'd grown to him. But still, sometimes you felt like you needed him to back off. You weren't a child, you could do what you wanted. Including-

“It's none of your business if I made out with someone!”

“There are rules to be followed on this campus. I don't know how they did things at NRC, but we have standards here.”

“Look! I didn't make out with anyone! And if I did, I don't need to tell you about it!”

You both glared at each other. He broke first.

“Come,” he said, grabbing your arm, and pulling you to the corner of the room where the mistletoe hung. He shot a glare at the couple that was using it, and they ran.

Come to think of it….this whole party was illegal. Why was he zeroing in on you? How was that fair?

“Kiss me,” he demanded.

“What!” You shouted, and his glare deepened.

“If you're worried about appearances, we are under the mistletoe, so it would be socially acceptable.”

“That's not-”

“Kiss me, and prove that you haven't been illegally kissing someone while at an illegal party,” he looked so fucking smug. Like he knew he'd won.

“How is that going to prove-”

“I'll taste someone on you. If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear.”

“Everyone here is kissing people-”

“You're here to purify you from those mage’s poison-”

“You're insufferable!”

“Please just kiss him!” You'd forgotten the vice president was with him, too caught up in the anger you were filled with. “If you just do it, we can all go home! Please!”

You both glared at each other, then you sighed, and kissed him. When you pulled away, he pursed his lips, eying you up and down, his cheeks dusted in pink.

“Return to your dorm within the hour, and you won't receive detention.”

And then he waltzed out as though nothing happened.

Chenya

…I'm praying for your soul….

“Mwahahaha!”

You stiffened. You knew that laughter. He was here. You'd locked every door and window, just in case. You'd told him you were spending a quiet night in, when he'd stolen Ace's phone to text you. And you intended it to stay that way.

But that voice was nearby…

You grabbed a throw pillow from the sofa, preparing for the moment he would appear.

You felt something smack you in the face. You looked at the thing that hit you, that had fallen to your feet. You picked it up, rolling it around in your hands, before your eyes widened.

“Mwahahaha!”

“Wait…” you whispered, the implications of the mistletoe in your hands finally hitting.

The mistletoe was yanked from your hands, by an invisible monster. It reappeared above you, then a mouth was on yours. He tastes like stolen strawberries, and one too many desserts. The lips left yours, and you felt him disappear again. Then his tail appeared, wrapping around you, as you felt him set his chin on your shoulder, a purr making your heart rate calm.

“Mmm you're delicious. Glad I stole that little toy from Riddle,” he giggled.

“He doesn't know you're here, right?” You whispered.

“Hee hee,” he vanished with that giggle, as you heard.

“Y/N L/N! Relinquish the thief!”

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bones4thecats · 3 months

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What If Their S/O Visited Them At Work?

Type of Writing: #3 - Poll Result Characters: Dire Crowley, Divus Crewel, Mozus Trein, and Ashton Vargas Name: What If Their S/O Visited Them At Work? Original Poll Link: Here

A/N: Alright, since the only thing I could find about the MC's name being is just Yuu, so I gave them a surname. It's 'Sei', which translates to 'Surname' from Japanese. That just made sense to me, I don't know why, but, whatever. Have fun reading this!

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🪶 Nobody was believing the rumor that the headmaster was walking around with someone he was claiming to be his S/O of many years, instead, they believed he was paying someone to act in that role

🪶 Yuu was one of the few that had a hunch that this rumor was, in fact, true and that the headmaster they grew to had decent boundaries with did have an S/O

🪶 When the many words from the dorm leaders died down, the Prefect looked up and noticed that the doors were slowly opening, signalling the arrival of the headmaster

🪶 Normally, he didn't observe meetings, though, after the last few incidents in regards to overblots, he needed some background information so he knew what to tell the council

🪶 Just without, y'know, the overblots and all...

🪶 The housewardens sat straight as the headmaster's cheery tone entered their ears, alongside with the light chuckles of someone else

🪶 Yuu smiled and watched as Crowley walked inside alongside his apparent S/O, and they watched as Riddle politely rose his hand in order to ask a question the other dorm heads certainly were thinking

" Headmaster, many have been saying you were, in fact, paying this person to act in place of your fictional S/O. In order to... uhm... hide your loneliness? I suppose. Is that true? "

🪶 You smiled and covered your mouth to laugh, before walking over and behind your husband, grabbing his shoulders and kissing his head, as his hat was laying on his lap

" Allow me to answer for him, Rosehearts. I am his S/O, of around {#} years now, if I'm recalling correctly. And, with that information, I do hope you inform your students in your respective dorms that I am his real S/O and not some person he paid. "

🪶 Crowley could feel the agitation at the audacity the small beings had for claiming yourself to be a weird form of prostitute, he grabbed your hand and kissed it before welcoming the main topic of the meeting in the meeting

🐾 You knew your husband's thoughts of the students he's been teaching for years, and most of them were how annoying they were getting

🐾 But, they had seemingly been getting better as the year continued, and, due to this, you wanted to meet some of those he deemed 'far less annoying and ignorant than others', such as this magic-less human

🐾 And what time was better than Winter Break?

🐾 Wrapping your long overcoat tighter to your body, you sighed as the sound of the bell ringing entered your ears, making you sit straighter on the bench you were sat upon

🐾 Looking as the students flowed out of the doors to their respective ways home, you smiled gently as the sight of your husband's white and black hair entered your eyes

🐾 You noticed that a human was walking alongside him, they were smiling as they spoke, before looking up at you and pointing, grabbing Crewel's attention

🐾 The human ran up to you and held out a hand to you as your spouse walked in appose to their sprint

" I'm Yuu Sei! I'm gonna guess that you're Y/N Crewel! Professor's spouse, right? "

🐾 Smiling down at the young teen, you shook their hand, exchanging your name and looked up as your husband called your name before patting the prefect's head

" Yuu here came from another world, apparently, so, in order to do the 'nice thing of the year' you've got me hooked on, I have invited them to our home for Winter Break. I hope that is alright with you, my beloved. "

🐾 Nodding your head, you held your hand out to them, chuckling as the took it with such happiness, the poor thing cannot be left along for so long, right?

" Of course! They can meet our dogs, I hope you're alright with some dog hair, because the pups can get quite rambunctious at the sight of a new person. "

🐾 Crewel smiled and kissed your head, maybe this wasn't such a bad choice as he thought

🐈‍⬛ None of his students believed that their history teacher, Mozus Trein, was married once, nonetheless married a second time!

🐈‍⬛ When it was announced by the council and Crowley that they were releasing a 'Family Day' to help out the many students who were feeling quite homesick for being away from their families for so many months

🐈‍⬛ You and his daughters decided to come by and visit him, after all, he must have been missing you guys to some capacity

🐈‍⬛ Smiling at the young girls, you pulled your coat's hood down and strolled inside the school, heading straight for the older man's office, and, at the sight of two women and an older-appearing person walking as a group, students began to whisper

🐈‍⬛ Who were you guys? Were you family members of some new first year or what?

🐈‍⬛ Tapping on the door, the sound of your husband's words stopped and his cat's squeaky-sounding meow made him excuse himself and walk to the door

🐈‍⬛ The girls hugged your arms as Trein opened the door, asking who it was and what they wanted

" Happy Family Day, Father! "

🐈‍⬛ You smiled lightly and hugged the man with his two girls, only stopping at the sound of a young male yelling out with a confused expression

" The rumors are true?! Professor, you have an S/O and two daughters?! " " Yes, Trappola. Now, sit down and be quiet as I speak to them out in the hallway. "

🐈‍⬛ The ginger-haired boy sat down, lightly rocking back and fourth as another young student held out their hand as a cat chuckled at his reaction

🏆 Nobody, and I mean nobody expected the Ashton Vargas would become a boyfriend to anybody, nonetheless marry someone

🏆 When the news of how a new assistant to the P.E. teacher's was going to come by and was to start working with him, the many students of Night Raven College were shocked

🏆 You watched as your husband spoke to the students, saying how they were having a new teacher coming in to help out

" I heard that the teacher is your spouse, is that true, Mr. Vargas? "

🏆 Smirking, Vargas laughed, assuring the boys that the question's whole premise was true and that the new professor was, in fact, his spouse of a few years

" Y/N! You can come on out now! "

🏆 Walking out from behind the doors of the school, you stood in front of the boys in an outfit quite similar to your S/O, with a matching white shirt and a black and f/c striped jacket with long black pants and a nice pair of tennis shoes

🏆 He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and gave you a light side-hug, making the students chuckle at a young blue-haired, ginger-haired, and a young cat while one student just held the cat in their arms

🏆 Grabbing his whistle from his neck, he furrowed his eyebrows and blew air into the piece of metal and yelled at the boys to run 10 laps

🏆 You sighed and smiled, wrapping your left arm around his midsection as he gripped you tighter, the hug was sending a message to you, he understood how they were thinking

🏆 Or, at least a couple were thinking that he would allow them to gawk at you as if you were an open-grab... as if!

" My love, you don't have to be so hard on them. " " Tch. This is a part of my job, My Beauty. Besides, I've been going easy on them. They need some sort of boost in activity. "

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islandofsages · 3 months

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Hey ! I wanted to request a Ignihyde!Male!Reader that look like a little like Grim ? Like, they have the same ears and tail, the same fire (even if the reader controls his fire better than Grim) and people think they are from the same family/are connect ?

Just Grim and Reader looking at each other and asking to themselves if they have just meet their secret brother, and Ace, Deuce, Ortho, Idia and parental figure!Trein being confused to their friend (Grim for Adeuce, Reader for Ortho and Idia) having (a possible) brother.

(Ignore it if you don't want to write it)

Have a good day.

characters: ace, deuce, the shroud brothers and trein x male ignihyde reader

tags: platonic, fluff, imagines + scenario format; implication of yuu, mention of azul

warnings: nothing

author's notes: sorry this took a while! and that i strayed a bit again help. hope you like this <3

You’re one of the only beastmen in Ignihyde - and you’re okay with that. It gets a little lonely at times but that’s nothing new for an Ignihyde student. People mind their own business, you mind yours. And the only friends you have, in this case the Shroud brothers, basically forget that you’re different from the others. Days are hardly interesting, despite the college’s many atrocities - or maybe because, and now you’re desensitized.

Until one day, you spot a creature, all feline-like and sitting on someone’s shoulder. Okay, not the weirdest thing you’ve seen at NRC so far, so you’re about to shrug it off. Then you see it; a tail and a pair of ears that are eerily similar to your own. What’s next, it can manipulate fire as freely as you do?

“Hey guys, I’ve got a new trick up my sleeve. Watch this!”

One thing you didn’t expect for it to have something in common with you is that it can talk. Though maybe you should be less surprised, considering even the paintings on the walls can talk in this place. But still. You forget that you should be expecting something from the words it just spouted and are caught off guard when it starts spewing fire next. This creature is way too talented at throwing out stuff from its mouth, you think as you jump out of the way just in time to avoid being burnt to a crisp.

“Grim, you can’t just spit fire whenever you want to! We’ve been over this!”

A redheaded student in front of you starts to scold the creature whose name is Grim apparently. He looks familiar but you can’t quite put your finger on it-

“You’re just jealous, Ace.”

Oh, you feel like Idia’s talked about this Ace person before. He described him as “crafty” and seemed to think of him as some sneaky extrovert but you’ve learnt to not put much faith in Idia’s descriptions of other people. No offense to your friend but at least he’s somewhat self-aware of how anxious he gets around others.

“I definitely am not??? This is the same thing that almost got us expelled, you know!”

You feel like you may also have heard of a group of first years almost getting expelled until they somehow got their hands on a magestone the headmage told them to get, as if you can just swing by a store and buy one. You know how hopeless Headmage Crowley and dumping a lot of work on a bunch of freshmen is in character but you can't help but feel disappointed anyway.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this but I agree. You really have to learn how to keep your pride in check…”

Another student, blue-haired and you assume is Ace’s friend, chimes in on the scolding. The student whose shoulder Grim has made himself at home only shook their head, most likely accustomed to his behavior. You watch them bicker as you ruminate on the resemblance of that strange creature to you.

After a few minutes of thinking (and walking so that you don't lose them), you decide that the fact that you were almost a victim of Grim’s flames is strong enough of an excuse to allow you to approach the friend group.

“Hey. You four.”

They turn around to notice you finally (though you can hardly blame them – save for Idia and his glow-in-the-dark-esque hair, Ignihyde students are not noticed as much). It takes them a second to realize that you're no ordinary student. When they do, their jaws fall open, letting out a wild “Huh?!”.

Grim himself jumps off the quiet student's shoulder and stands on his two feet. The day is getting crazier and crazier the longer you entertain this coincidence. He then points at you and begins his bullshit-spewing again.

“W-Who are you?! And why do you look like me?!”

You should be asking the same questions right now but the lack of answers for them makes any word on the tip of your tongue die before they can escape. Plus, the way he's saying his words sound more accusatory than you’d like to admit.

“Don’t look at me! I'm just like this!”

Grim doesn't seem satisfied by your answer and honestly, you can't blame him. You both are quite confused by what's happening at the moment. You two resort to unconsciously recreating the two-Spidermen-pointing-at-each-other meme. The other three students also seem to be at a loss from what they're witnessing.

Ace Trappola

He would laugh at Grim and point out how he's not special anymore but he's too stunned to even say anything (at least for now)

He looks you up and down again then pinches himself to make sure he’s not hallucinating

He feels like he should be less surprised and that the uncanny resemblance could just be passed off as a coincidence but he has to admit, seeing you two as not brothers may prove to be a little difficult for him

He gets used to you two over time and stops questioning it altogether. Sometimes he even forgets

At times, he’d poke fun at Grim and say how you two are way too different personality-wise to even be correlated in some way

But deep down, he’s happy for Grim he found someone similar to him

He won’t say that aloud obviously.

Deuce Spade

His eyes dart from you to Grim then you again. This goes on for a minute

He almost asks you if you can also breathe fire so recklessly

He ends up interrogating you, like a parent doing a background check on the friend you just brought home

Sooner or later, he concludes that you two are “bros”, despite not having the same feline characteristics

He’s glad Grim found his long-lost brother (he gets a smack from Grim for this)

He would notice how Grim’s smiles oftentimes are wider when you’re around, probably feeling some kind of kinship with you

And he gets that - since you all are “bros” now, he’s more than willing to have your backs now

After sorting things out with the freshmen, you return to your cave like the nerd that you are, feeling more exhausted than usual. To your surprise, you also return to two nerds being in said cave. A Shroud brothers ambush is not something that happens too often.

“Hey (Y/N). We decided that your place needs trashing. Also Ortho wants to try out this new game he found but it needs at least three players.”

Sounds about right. The geeks are geeking out as usual, just at your place this time. But you need them to hear about how crazy today was. You open your mouth to say something-

“I tried to convince him to get Azul but you know how stubborn my brother is.”

Ortho cuts you off and you force a nervous chuckle as a response. You agree but you should really get this off your chest-

“Hm? Did you guys hear something~?”

Idia teases and it brings a genuine laugh out of you and Ortho. Then you take a deep breath and release it. Third time’s the charm, right? You try again.

“Listen, you two. You wouldn’t believe what happened today.”

They perk right up at the promise of gossip (specifically, gossip related to you). You jump a bit from the excitement, finally glad you got their attention. Your hands start to gesture while you tell today’s story.

“I found this… cat. His name is Grim? He has the exact same ears and tail that I do! And he can breathe fire too! Except he does it with no regards to his surroundings whatsoever. That’s kinda concerning.”

Idia Shroud

“You saw wittle Gwimmy??? Man, I’m so jealous… I’ve been in need of some cat therapy for a while now…”

By the sound of it, he already knows who he is. You gasp dramatically at this, feeling betrayed at the fact he never told you about him

He tells you to chill and simply excuse that he didn’t think it was that important or anything

Of course, at first he was shocked but then he pondered about the coincidence - concluded that weirder things have happened and can happen

You’re unamused by this but it is very Idia. You suppose if you have a curse where it burns blot in your body nothing can really be seen as weird

Still, he entertains the possibility of you having a non-human distant cousin

If he isn’t already so nerdy, it feels like he’s growing a second brain trying to theorize what your relation to Grim is…

Ortho Shroud

Also already knows who he is. This truly is a Shroud brothers ambush… of betrayal at that

Theatrics aside, you try to pry him for further information and maybe explain how you and Grim may be related

“Sorry (Y/N), I’d love to help but Grim has been avoiding both of us for a while now. Whether that’s intentional or not, I’m not sure, but I sure wish I was with you when you ran into him. I’m sure I could’ve gotten some valuable information from him!”

You have your doubts about that.

While you keep things to yourself, Ortho provides you with Grim’s surface level information - which is basically nothing

So you two vow to get closer to Grim; even with the ulterior motive, it doesn’t hurt to have more friends Idia would beg to differ

Grim-like traits aside, it’ll be eye-opening to him to see if you two are similar in any regard at all - whether it be from your healing presence to your dazzling smile.

The next morning, you walk to your first class of the day: History of Magic. A fairly interesting class regardless of your stance on the subject. Professor Trein goes on and on about something, you write things down in your notebook. Your eyes are on Lucius for half of the class too. Your mind is still stuck on the events of yesterday. You feel like you’d be reminded of Grim any time you lay your eyes on anything feline - including yourself.

At last, class is dismissed. As much as you enjoy the class and genuinely like Professor Trein, you can’t help but feel that classes are dragged out way too much in this college. You pack up your things and you leave around the same time the professor does. So when Grim comes running and tackles you to the hallway floor, he’s there to witness it all.

“Hey twin! Wanna have lunch with us later? You’ll be seating with us cool kids!”

As you try to regain your composure over being literally knocked over and the fact that Grim has already warmed up to you, Professor Trein attempts to comprehend the scene unfolding before him.

Mozus Trein

Yes, of course he needs to scold Grim over misbehaving for the umpteenth time that week, but he’s also in awe of how… similar you and Grim look.

If he’s seen either of you before, whether in vicinity of each other or not, he’s never noticed blame it on the old grandpa eyes

People (and creatures now too, accounting for Grim’s being here) of your traits and abilities are far and few between

As much as he’d like to inquire you two on your ancestries (and their possible connection), he does respect your privacy

He always liked having you in his class but now, he finds himself looking out for you more often, a way to put his energy from his curiosity about you into something else

He’d ask you about your day and jokingly ask how your relationship with your long-lost brother is doing as if he’s not acting like a dad himself

Needless to say, he’s definitely your favorite teacher now.

You accept Grim’s offer for whatever reason and have lunch with the “cool kids”. You feel a little out of place at first, hanging out with people who aren’t the Shrouds, but then you start having lunch with them every other day. Then you start visiting Ramshackle Dorm where Grim is staying and spend time with the others there. At some point, you brought the Shrouds along and they would bring their games.

Suddenly, you know a lot of people. You think to yourself how crazy friendships start. You go from not knowing their name to knowing what they named their pet rock when they were a child. And in Grim’s case, you went from pointing at each other confusingly to pointing at each other for stealing each other’s food.

For the record, he definitely stole your pudding first.

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ryker-writes · 1 year

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TWST characters as parents (Staff)

Crowley:

proud bird dad

literally he is so proud of anything you do and will share your achievements with the rest of the staff

he also has a box of things that you've completed/given to him

childhood artwork, cards you've made, old gifts you've given to him, your first assignment and test, and even some of your old stuffed animals from when you were a kid

he also has a thick photo album full of pictures of you growing up

the kind of parent who takes so many photos

he looks through that photo album a lot to look back on the precious memories

the box and the photo albums are protected using magic

he will cry is something happens to them

pretty sure he lives at the school so you grew up at NRC

you know the entire layout of the school, visited every dorm, and even met all the ghosts

the ghosts all love you

they watch over you when Crowley and the other staff are busy

naturally you become a student of NRC when you're old enough

and once again, Crowley is so proud of you at orientation

he's taking photos as you walk up to the magic mirror and get assigned a dorm

he's so happy no matter what dorm you end up in

and if you want to change dorms, say no more it's already done

he's a little bit protective

loves when you make friends

he already knows if they're generally good people because he has their student files

it's a bit different if you have a romantic relationship tho

he's scared and will look into your partner more

will express his worries, but not to you

the other staff members hear it

"my child is growing up too fast!"

if you get involved with any of the overblots he is terrified and hovers around you afterwards

other students have mixed feelings about you

some will want to be on your good side because you're close with the headmage

others will be cautious of you because they worry if they offend you then they'll get expelled

and some (Azul) may try to take advantage of you

he's also painfully supportive

if you play any sports at NRC he has set up a cheering squad for you and you alone

also probably going to ask you to help him with his work

"won't you help your dear loving and hardworking father?"

when breaks come up he will give you the choice to stay at NRC or go on vacation with him

even if you say no to going with him he will try to convince you

he calls it parent child bonding

while other students may say he's not a very good headmage, he thinks he's great

he doesn't mind what the other students say, but if you were to say it...

he may start to consider that he's not as good as he thinks

what would really make him realize they were right was if you somehow overblotted

if you did overblot, he's full on crying and heartbroken

of course he's going to save you from the overblot

but afterwards he's going to just hug you and cry

he can be a bit of an overbearing father at times, but it's because he loves you

Crewel:

a more strict but loving father

he absolutely loves raising you

he calls you his pup

unlike Crowley, he won't keep a million photos of you or collect your first assignments or anything

but he is proud of the things you do

if you present him with some art you made or something cool you did he will be proud

the type of dad to keep your art on the wall

he also will spoil you

like you won't even know how much he spoils you

you'll be happy just to get a new coat and it's actually one of the best brands that costs so much money

his motto is "Only the best for my little pup"

this motto perseveres throughout your life

when you attend NRC, he's super proud no matter what dorm you end up in

when you attend school is when the slightly more strict side of him shows itself

he wants you to pass all your classes and will help you study

you might not get many breaks until he's sure you understand the concept and know how to do it

of course he's not as strict with you as he is with other students

they might not even get breaks

he will push you to get good grades but he always knows when he starts to push too far and will stop himself

if he accidentally does push you to hard he will apologize and try to make it up to you

Crewel is a bit of a protective dad

he pays attention to what his students are like so when you mention your friends he already knows them

he doesn't mind as long as they're good people

if you're in a romantic relationship he's a bit more protective

remember that motto I mentioned earlier? yeah that comes into play here

he thinks you deserve the best and will not tolerate your partner giving you anything less

he can be very critical of your partner and you may have to tell him to back off

he may also give your partner more work in class than other students

Crewel likes to make sure that you're dressed well and will tidy up your appearance when he sees something out of place

Trein:

very loving father

he already has daughters so you aren't an only child

you know how he treats Lucius? you get similar treatment

he is a doting cat dad and a doting dad

he spends a lot of time with you and your siblings as you grow up

he never wants to miss any part of your life

also will hang your artwork on the wall

he'll even bring some to his classroom and hang them up there

he will go on and on about you to his students if they ask

some may do this to get out of doing classwork

they find out later that they still get the assignment but now they have no explanation of how to do it

he's very proud whenever you complete assignments or get good grades

and he's very proud when you finally get to go to NRC

he won't really mind whatever dorm you get into

but he will worry if it's Savanaclaw

students in that dorm are more prone to fights so he's worried

like Crewel, he's a bit of a protective dad

he will slightly judge your friend choice depending on who they are but won't interfere with anything

unless they get you in trouble, then he'll say something

if you're in a romantic relationship, he will silently judge them too

will also be more strict towards your partner in his class

he will not tolerate them slacking off in any way

well...he doesn't tolerate anyone slacking off in his class but even more so your partner

when you're in his class, he is much more relaxed with you

while he won't let you sleep you can still get away with spacing out or not paying attention

you also get Lucius' attention while you're in the class

most students find the cat annoying and Lucius will glare at them, but Lucius loves you!

he'll lay on your lap during class and purr very loudly

whoever sits next to you may be nervous not to disturb the cat

whenever Trein and Lucius get separated he gets really panicked

unless he knows Lucius is with you

you're the only one he trusts with Lucius

Lucius himself is protective of you

if anyone gets too close for the cat's liking, he may scratch them

while Trein is more passive aggressive with his protectiveness, Lucius is more outwardly disapproving

Vargas:

proud dad #4

he's unashamed to be your biggest fan

no matter what you're doing or where you go he's cheering you on

he probably has you playing at least one sport growing up

wants you to be super fit and active

and he'll also feed you all sorts of healthy foods

he wants to be your role model so bad

he just wants to hear you say even once "I want to be just like you Dad"

if he does hear it, he's fallen to his knees and overwhelmed with emotion

he won't cry, but he comes close

super proud when you become a student of NRC

he doesn't really mind what dorm you get in, but he secretly hopes it's Savanaclaw

Savanaclaw is the most athletic dorm

no matter what dorm you end up in, he is cheering as soon as the magic mirror says it

Crowley has to tell him to calm down

he's not a protective dad

he encourages you to make friends and doesn't mind them at all

he doesn't mind when you have a romantic partner either

in fact if you introduced them he would simply hug them and get straight to bonding

your father has now stolen your partner for bonding time

where did they go and how long will they be gone? nobody knows

when they do come back Vargas will say he's part of the family now

when you're in his class, he already expects you to participate and stay fit

so he's not as worried about you as he is for other students

if you play any sports in school, he is coming to all your games and cheering for you

he will be the cheerleader

he's over there with pom-poms and everything

Sam:

you are such a spoiled child

like really anything you want, you got it

and I do mean anything

he has connections so he can get ahold of anything

you are his special little imp

he treasures the little artwork you make as a kid

it's the one thing he won't sell

he often trains you on how to run the store

so even though you may be small, he may still have you work in the shop

he won't have you do anything too big of course

but little by little you learn more about how to work and run the shop and you get to bond with him too!

but people are more likely to come again and buy things when there's a cute child

so having you there is also a business strategy

he's such a fun dad tho

he loves to play with you a lot and will generally do anything you think is fun together

he's happy when you finally become a student at NRC and it doesn't bother him which dorm you end up in

though if he had to choose he would say Octavinelle because they got the business strategies

he's not a protective dad either

he encourages you to make all sorts of friends

he even encourages you to make friends on the other side but never specifies beyond that

he doesn't mind if you have a partner either

they shouldn't expect a discount unless they are really good to you

speaking of discounts

you don't have to pay for things while you're at the school

he gives them to you for free

but he will ask if you want to help him out at the shop sometime

some students may try to get close to you so they can get more discounts (Ruggie)

and some may try to get close to you so they can get some of those business connections (Azul)

Sam hopes that in the future, you may be able to take on ownership of the shop

it's been in the family for a long time so he hopes he can pass it on to you

you have a while before that tho

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cvlutos · 1 year

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"Kindergarten Teacher"

| 01.30.23 | 1.3K | Rated PG |

DILF!NRC Staff X GN!Reader

T.Manor.Notes: @hideousvoid Void. I blame you cause im slightly a Mozus Fan.

You work at your local elementary school, a simple kindergarten teacher. Taking care of kids and children all day and doing your job well. Well enough until you catch the attention of five handsome bachelors.

♡ DIRE CROWLEY

One very energetic five-year-old son, Keiran, who is often getting into trouble. Who is also very spoiled by his father, who you assume is only in his 30s. He’s weird, always the very first parent to drop his son and the very last parent to pick up his son. Who is always kind though sometimes inconveniences you, by arriving later than he’s supposed to. His ex-wife sometimes retrieves their son, and she absolutely despises him. Won't hesitate to speak badly about him, though she seems kind enough.

“Hey-llo!”

His voice is loud and sucks you from your thoughts as you turn from the toy section and dusting off your hands. Dire Crowley has a grin across his lips, the usual gold mask covering the upper half of his face. You aren’t sure why he wears it, nor have you ever asked. You glance at the clock, 30 minutes late, again. He notices the restrained sigh and gives a sheepish grin. “I know. I know—”

You move across the room, gently shaking Keiran’s shoulders, seeing as he fell asleep. “Ill make it up to you. Promise.” The boy mumbles and shifts, before waking up with a soft yawn. “[Name]~ You know i will. How bout dinner?” You usher Keiran towards the door, holding his hand and giving the man a knowing look. You can’t go on dates with parents. “I know that look. Promise. It’s completely professional.”

You watch Keiran, half-asleep, latch to his father’s leg, before looking at the man before you. He has an earnest smile and you sigh. “Only if it’s professional. Nothing else.”

Dire is dedicated. One professional date turned into two, then two turned into five. Which was quickly spread cause of Keiran telling the next door classroom teacher, who teases you profusely about liking the elusive man. While Crowley is more than pleased and very public about him pursing you, while remaining “professional”.

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♡ DIVUS CREWEL

He has a sassy and quite smart six-year-old daughter, Belle, who many call Bonnie. She’s a real chatterbox and quite popular amongst her peers with impeccable fashion taste like her father. Who is very intimidating and quite punctual. Never a moment late. He’s extremely intimidating, yet most of the teachers gather for his appearance. He’s absolutely gorgeous. Same with his ex-wife, who is also quite intimidating and snappy, like it’s amazing just how well they look together even if they aren’t together.

“[Name].”

Divus’ voice seems to echo as several other kindergarten teachers watch the scene unfold. You kneeling, helping Bonnie fix her dress which some boy ruined, that had her crying, while Divus had his usual unreadable scowl. “Uh—yes.” You’ve seen other students get scolded as if children by Crewel and the last thing you needed is to be dragged to hell and back for his daughter crying. He doesn’t respond, kneeling beside you, and pulling a black and white handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his daughter’s tears.

“We save our tears for private and so none receive satisfaction.” He speaks to his daughter, smoothing out the expensive material of her ruined dress, before turning his head to you once she stopped crying.

“I would like to invite you to an event with me and Belle. She really favors you.”

You look at the girl, watching her curls bounce as she nods, a pretty smile spreading across her lips. “I want you to go.” And how could you refuse?

You smile in return, “Id love too.”

Divus is the definition of perfect and an absolute gentleman. After the event with the father-daughter duo, both treat you extremely differently at work. Bonnie was far nicer than she was before and always asks you to visit, while Divus takes a moment to greet you and speak to you, much to the other teachers dismay. Sometimes on the rarest occasions, you’ll find the freshest bouquet of red roses on your desk, which only meet Bonnie’s giggles when you ask.

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♡ MOZUS TREIN

Now he already has two daughters, but you see him when he comes to pick up his five-year-old grandson, Edward, and his eight-year-old granddaughter, Ana, who’s in a different classroom. Mozus makes a special appearance, always arriving posed and perfect, an older man, who only smiles at the sight of his grandchildren. You’ve spoken to him once about bullying that was happening and he applauded you for helping his grandson, who was an absolute people pleaser.

“Excellent job. I thank you for having enticing programs. I wish half the teacher taught as such.”

Delicate finger picked and plucked at the invisible dust of his refined coat, before flicking him off and looking at you lazily, almost like a cat. You give a sheepish smile.

“Of course—“

“But I do have some adjustments if you don’t mind me sharing,” he trails off, a thin smile across his lips as he watches Edward shove his school work into his bag, a chocolate chip cookie hanging past his lips as he tries to be fast. “Tea. Sometime this weekend if your free. To better enrich your curriculum.”

“I—okay.”

You aren’t into older men, at least, you shouldn’t be. Yet he has the most poise and grace. He never raises his volume, never yells, and finds tactful ways to show his own displeasure. He’s also extremely smart, giving the most useful tips for your lesson plans, all while petting his cat, Lucius, who merely stares at you.

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♡ ASHTON VARGAS

He’s a lot. And unlike the other teachers, you never see him pick up his son, Adam, never once. It’s only his ex-girlfriend, who is a very quiet and put together woman. You ran into Ashton while at the gym, whether for yourself or a friend, for moral support. He noticed you before you noticed him. Yelling at you with a wide grin, while surround by men. If you hadn’t known better, you’d assume he was gay.

“Ah! [Name]! Just the person I wanted to see.”

You have an uncomfortable grin while he chats away. Questioning you about his ex-girlfriend. If she was seeing someone, if she brought that scrawny dude Johnathan with her when she came. (Which she has, and he was extremely sweet, plus he and Ashton’s Ex have been together for nearly 3 years. But you’re not gonna tell him that.) He grilled you for a good 30 minutes before stopping and looking your over.

“Actually. In better lighting, you are quite attractive.”

After that, you could not get rid of him. He was adamant on picking up his son, who was just as confused as you and his mother. While Ashton flirted with the other ladies, before sending you a wave and enormous smile and going on his merry way.

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♡ SAM

The youngest man out of all the parents with a daughter, Tia, who is just the sweetest, while also insanely odd. She spends most of her time alone and doing her own thing. And oddly, you’re the only person she smiles at. And often bring you homemade gifts. While her father scares you every time he visits, always popping up from the shadows with a grin.

“Heyy~”

He waves, one of the later parents, always busy and just back from working, which you know from talking with Tia. Who’s also as silent as her father, appearing randomly all prepared to go. Before stopping and waving at you, with a very happy goodbye, which surprises Sam a lot, but nonetheless chuckles.

You run into in his shop for a quick snack after work, which turns into you spending nearly two hours with them. Since Tia needed homework help, and was insistent you help and not her dad, cause ‘he liked making up stuff’ which Sam never denied. You end up spending a lot of time with them.

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“Now. Who would you choose?”

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writingfool001 · 2 years

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can you do the Reaction to Newt!MC Disappearing in Their Suitcase but with the NRC staff and Ramshackle Ghosts?

NRC’s Reaction to Newt!MC Disappearing in Their Suitcase (Part 3)

Newt!MC is inspired by Newt Scamander

Newt!MC Masterlist

Part 1 Part 2

Staff & Ramshackle Ghost

Crowley nearly freaked out when he saw you open you case then went in before remembering that you have creatures inside your suitcase. Like others, he'll ask questions about it and jokingly say that he doesn't have to pay for expenses since you technically have a place to sleep. He may ask to have a tour inside one day.

Crewel looked at you as if you were mad when you told him you had a large supply of an ingredient he ran out of and you just had to grab it. Watching you open your suitcase then disappearing into it, he rushes over and looks to see you come out perfectly fine with a large jar of dried flowers. Internally, he's lecturing you that you gave him a heart attack. He tells you that you keep him on his toes when he leasts expects it. He was surprised to see the amount of tiny drawers you have that were filled with ingredients for potions.

Trein raised an eyebrow at first then his eyes widened when you disappeared before reappearing. He lets out a sigh of relief that you're okay and would ask about the spells as well as charms you used to make your suitcase the way it was.

Vargas was surprised before letting out a hearty laugh when seeing you disappear then reappear from your suitcase. He'll ask about the weight of the suitcase since its bigger on the inside and hold many creatures as well as things.

Sam has a blast when he first saw this and thought back on the day when you two first met, he tried selling you a bag of holding. You declined and told him you had one already which now he understood. He'd ask about how you were able to make your suitcase that big and how much would you sell for the secret. For your safety, don't tell him too much or the possibility of events involving luggage being bigger on the inside would become popular and a problem.

Ramshackle Ghosts were amazed by the fact you could fit your entire self in and were even more amazed when they saw the inside. They call you a talented magician and that you were going to go far. They would occasionally visit when you worked there to be alone/away from people.

#twisted wonderland x mc #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #newt!mc #dire crowley #divus crewel #mozus trein #ashton vargas #twst sam #twst sam x reader #dire crowley x reader #divus crewel x reader #mozus trein x reader #nrc staff

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knoxmares · 2 years

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housewife in the making - mozus trein x dom top amab reader

MINORS DNI

tags: feminization, breeding kink, alcohol mention

“What’s wrong, love?” you allow your fingertips to span across Trein’s exposed chest, holding him close to you as you teasingly whisper in his ear. “You act like you’ve never poured wine before despite doing it for the better part of two decades.” your eyes focus on his quivering hand that hesitates in lifting the bottle.

“Forgive me if I hesitate in this particular circumstance” a breathy exhale escapes him, hole clenching around your length, which is buried inside him. He might as well not be wearing anything at all with the way you have his thin silk robe gathered at his waist, lapels pulled widely apart. “You mustn’t move.” He orders gently. “It’s expensive wine.”

“So… I shouldn’t do this?” you slowly yet forcefully roll your hips into him, rubbing his prostate. Your hands rise with his quick intake of breath, and his hands grip the counter.

“No you shouldn’t” his exhale comes in the form of a low chuckle, a grace the strict man would never give to anyone else so froward. “You are so insatiable tonight, requiring me to present you with both a late night refreshment and myself” fond amusement overlays his words, one hand now affectionately laying atop your own. Fingertips dig into your skin as you begin to move again, your gentle thrusts bringing on a wave of pleasure.

“Yet I know how eager you are to satisfy me, Mozus.” He lets out a soft moan, tilting his head backwards. “You’re like my perfect little housewife” your hand not held in his tight grasp slowly trails down his abdomen. “I should buy you one of those frilly aprons, so you’re always ready and exposed for me” his cock twitches at your slight touch, fingertips grazing the underside of his erect shaft.

“Please” he begs barely above a whisper. The sound of his cute whining soon punctuates his shallow breaths as your hand wraps around him, stroking him slowly.

“You sound so pretty when you beg, baby.” You can’t help but speed up the movement of your hips. “Makes me wanna fill you up” he moans your name loudly in response. “You like the sound of that, do you? Love the idea of having my babies?” Your balls slap against him as you thrust into him deeper, not slowing down. His cock is so slick with precum it glides easily in your hand as he’s pushed forward from the force of your thrusts.

“That’s it. You feel so good clenching around me. I can tell you’re close, so go ahead and cum with me, baby” his body shakes, a high pitched moan being ripped from his throat as he finishes in your hand and you spill your release into him. You hold him flush up against you as you both come down from your highs, pressing a kiss to his shoulder that is revealed now that his robe has slipped off of it.

“Okay, I’ll let you pour the wine. I really am famished now” you attempt to swipe a cracker with your clean hand, but Trein pulls it back against his chest.

“You go get yourself cleaned up and wait for me. I’ll tidy up myself and take care of things here. Better to avoid any further distractions” he pats your hand and glances back at you pointedly.

“Whatever you say, darling.”

#dom reader #top reader #top male reader #sub trein #mozus trein x reader #twst smut #cw feminization #cw breeding kink #twst ☆ trein !

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blues824 · 2 years

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Can I have a platonic scenario with the teathers and a muichiro reader

Imagen they came from the demon slayer universe and them finding out they risk their life to fight demons and they came with the crow who is like a reminder for them. (it's the only crow that hats crowly because they are not responsible enough they like the rest tho )

imagine Sam's friends on the other side telling his about their past and why they suffer amnisia and Sam telling the

rest of the staf about it.

Them finding out they're dating Malleus and them having a shift watching them on their cloud gazing dates

Crowy: who is this sassy lost child.

Crewel : who is the responsible father figure having the time of his life making outftes for them showing favourinsm towards them

Ashton : being empress by their stamina the kid can outrun him

Mozus: letting them play with lusifer in class and giving them memory notes about class

Sam : being the brothers figure intested in the world and breathing techniques

MY FIRST STAFF REQUEST!!! YESSSSSS!!! Also, the Twisted version of Lucifer the cat is Lucius, in case you forgot! :)

THIS IS PLATONIC!!!

Dire Crowley

I fully believe that Crowley would take over as a father figure over you. After all, he is just so kind to do that for you. He is very protective of you and will do anything in his power to make sure that you are safe. If he asks you to do something dangerous, know that he is secretly very reluctant to ask you.

When you got isekai’d to Twisted Wonderland, you were immediately taken under Crowley’s wing (pun intended). He noticed that you traveled with another crow, another one that could talk. You told him that back in your world you slay demons for a living and the crow guides you.

One day, Sam pulled Crowley aside. He told the headmage that his friends on the other side had told him that there was more to you than anyone would have guessed. He explained what had happened to you in your life, like the loss of your twin and your memories.

From that point on, Crowley treated you like you were made of glass. He was basically coddling you and you didn’t like it at all. You even bluntly told him that he wasn’t your father and so he had no right to be treating you that way. Never knew a crow could cry until that day.

When he finds out that you’re going out with Malleus Draconia, he doesn’t know what to think. He knows that the fae prince would treat you well, but he could snap at any moment and decide to abuse his power and keep you locked in a tower away from anyone and everyone.

Then he remembers that he has the power to expel any of the students and if the prince gets expelled from NRC, it wouldn’t look good among his subjects. However, it could and most certainly would start a political war.

Divus Crewel

Ah, yes… the more responsible father figure. Arguably the more favorable father figure. You are easily his favorite pup. Also, if you thought Crowley was too overprotective, think again. Crewel is that kind of dad that would have a shotgun out if your date doesn’t bring you home by 8.

When you get isekai’d to Twisted Wonderland, Professor Crewel takes the time to make sure you understand your predicament and lets it sink in slowly. Then, he would personally escort you to each class so you know where you are going. When he sees your crow, he doesn’t ask many questions about it. If he could, he would have a dog as a personal companion, so he understands.

One day, at a mandatory staff meeting, Sam told everyone what his friends on the other side told him. How exactly you got to be the way you are now, your amnesia, your twin, the fact that you are one of the top Demon Slayers back in your world.

After that meeting, Crewel keeps a close eye on you, but other than that he now knows that you can handle yourself. These students are weaker than the demons you had to face, so they would be a piece of cake to defeat.

Did not like that you were going out with the Diasomnia dorm leader. Like, he does not like it. As your present guardian, he did the whole “let’s meet him and intimidate him the whole time” and boy did it work. Malleus has never felt so scared, but if it was for you he would do anything. He gained some respect from Divus, but not his approval.

His favoritism towards you definitely shows. He will take you shopping for more comfortable and stylish clothing, as well as take you grocery shopping. In return, you manage to stay down-to-earth during your classes. It’s a fair trade in his eyes.

Ashton Vargas

He’s like that fun uncle everyone has. He’s not very overprotective, but more like that person you could go to when you get your heart broken and he will comfort you while telling you how to dispose of the body.

When you get isekai’d to Twisted Wonderland, he is there with you every step of the way. He doesn’t know what it’s like, but if you need to get stress out, he is having you train your abilities as well as your body so that you have an outlet. Think punching bags, running miles upon miles, while also running or holding the punching bag next to you if you need to tell him anything.

One day, he dropped his water bottle and it broke, and it’s important to stay hydrated. So, what did he do? Went to Sam’s shop for a new water bottle, of course! While he was there, Sam told him about your sorrowful tale. At least now he knows why you are faster than him!

You also tell him that while you spend time in TW, you are slowly regaining more and more memories. A lot of them come from training with him, so he will be even more motivated to work out with you. He will push you to your limit so that you can unlock more memories and gain a deeper understanding of who you were before the accident.

He’s pretty chill over you dating Malleus. As long as he treats you right and stays respectful, he’s got the a-ok. You appreciate it, and you tell him about what you did during your time with your boyfriend. It’s typically peaceful cloud-gazing, but sometimes y’all bring food and make a picnic out of it.

All in all, he’s pretty chill. 10/10 would replace him with my deadbeat biological father if I could. He would be your scary guard dog privilege. He’s always excited when he knows that he will be teaching your class on the days he does.

Mozus Trein

Basically the same as Divus. However, he’s had children of his own and knows what the heck he’s doing. He’s not overprotective either; ‘if someone hurts you, hurt them back’ kind of philosophy. Him as a father figure and him as a professor are 2 different people, btw.

When you get isekai’d to Twisted Wonderland, he will be quite curious about you. He would offer Lucius in hopes of comforting you as he tells you what is going to happen. However, Lucius doesn’t like your crow very much… he tried to eat the bird in the first 5 seconds. You then told your crow that it wouldn’t be the best idea for him to be there at that moment and he gladly flew to a nearby tree outside the window.

While getting more food for Lucius, Sam ushered him to the back of the shop for a private conversation. He had a concerned look on his face, so Mozus knew that it was serious this time. When he spilled the tea, Trein understood everything, why you’re so up in the clouds.

Like Crewel, he will keep a closer eye on you. However, he will be a tad more understanding if you can’t grasp the material at first. He will gladly tutor you if you need any help. Plus, he will give you his notes since he knows most of your friends either have not-so-great handwriting or they just don’t take notes altogether.

He doesn’t like that you’re dating Malleus, but you certainly could have done much worse. He’s grateful that you aren’t dating a complete idiot, but someone that would treat you the way you should be treated. He used to be married so he knows what love feels like, and he doesn’t want to keep you from experiencing that wonderful feeling.

He’s also grateful that you can’t really overblot with your lack of magic. However, that means you can just snap at any given moment: he can see that anger and rage is the underlying fuel to your fire. He always keeps tabs on you in case you show any signs of distress or anything like that so you can be calmed down before you actually behead someone.

Sam

My personal favorite. He is the older brother figure who would always be there for you. He will have his friends watch out for you in case you need help with anything. Also, in case you run into trouble with any students. He wants to watch as you beat their asses.

When you get isekai’d to Twisted Wonderland, he will take you to his shop so that he can get you all fixed up with everything you’re gonna need. He might throw in a stress ball because he gets how this might be stressful for you.

He makes a small deal with his friends from the other side to know more about you since you can’t seem to recall many memories from your past. When they tell him about their findings, he’s shocked. Also low-key terrified because he deals with dark magic a lot, so you might kill one of his ‘friends’.

He won’t keep a closer eye on you. He knows you can handle yourself. Instead, he’s eating popcorn on the sidelines as you bluntly call Ace stupid for running his mouth all the time and when you defeat a bunch of students with your skills as a swordsperson.

He’s pretty chill when he finds out you’re dating Malleus. He will often even give you date suggestions as well as help you get ready because he’s just that awesome. He acts like a teenage girl when you come back and asks you about everything that happened.

He’s the type of person who would get you out of doing things for Crowley by lying and saying you are needed at the shop. The headmage can’t say no because the school’s funds rely heavily on the school shop. In reality, he just lets you free cuz Crowley doesn’t have the right to push his duties onto you.

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twisted-wonderland-but-gayer · 2 years

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Ok, now I wanna ask about the other teachers’ becoming Yuu’s parent (totally not because I simp for Crewel and want to see him as a dad)

Also, if I may, can I be 💜🔥 anon?

NRC Staff: Parenting Yuu

So I kinda got carried away on Sam's. This got very long. I recommend reading Crowleys part first but this is kinda the same idea that you fall out of the sky. Also welcome 💜🔥

The day you arrived in this world, you were but a child, visiting the realm of sleep. Your bed was comfortable and soft like a cloud when you had a peculiar dream. You were falling. Falling through the clouds and stars of the night sky you wearily opened your eyes.

The night sky was tainted with an awful crack opening up and spreading. The moon was blocked out as the void opened up further, red energy flowing out. Out of the rift same what appeared to be shooting stars, all flying across the sky.

Your body was too tired to think, to move even. you shrugged it off as a bad dream. Like the shooting stars you saw before, your body seemed to glow just like them as you fell. You should scream- shout even, yet you were paralyzed as you watched yourself fall.

Your eyelids become heavy as you hit the ground with a crack, causing a small crater to be formed. You weren't hurt at all surprisingly, as you looked up into the sky at all the other stars falling down. It was when the very last star fell did the crack upon the night sky seal itself shut. Only then did you fall asleep, too exhausted to even move

When you woke up, you were met with a figure looming over you.

Divus Crewel

When he stumbled along a sleeping and rather dirty child in a crater after witnessing the odd meteor shower last night, he was understandably concerned and cautious. He immediately did what any adult would and took you to the police first. When he learned that last night's cosmic event had several children just like you falling out of the sky and into a new realm with no one else, he was even more confused.

It made no sense to him! Just how does a random child from another dimension fall out of the sky? What about their actual parents? They must be worried sick.

With how things were at the time, Crewel was asked if he was able to temporarily house the child until they are done investigating so they do not overwhelm the system with a bunch of homeless kids. Crewel was a bit annoyed at first- some help they were, but he wasn't just going to leave a child all on their own.

It was there where he drew a bath for your filthy self, muttering curses about his now dirty gloves as he stripped you of clothing and dunked you in the tub. All you remember was the aromatic smells of high-end body wash and the aggressive scrubbing of your skin and brushing of your hair before you're pulled out and wrapped in a towel. The clothes you were in before are now in the wash.

Crewel never thought he was meant for kids. They were messy and annoying and gross. He honestly was looking forward to the day he can finally boot you out to someone that could actually look after you. Or so he thought.

As the days went on with the investigation he got to know you better. You sat on his lap as he goes through some paperwork, mess-free markers in your stubby hands as you scribble on your page. Your babbling grabs his attention as he glances over at your page. It was a crude drawing of you and him smiling and holding hands. His heart melted at the sight.

Before he knew it he was attached. He couldn't bear to give you away. Next thing he knew he was a foster parent for an alien baby.

Crewel was a strict but loving dad. He pushes you to do your best but never to an unhealthy degree. Definitely, a self-care dad that will cut you up some lil slices of fruit as you study. He also oddly acts as your best friend at times when you both gossip about certain students. It's kinda funny.

He's definitely a wine dad and very supportive and trusting. He very much respects your privacy and your space so you feel like you can open up to him about anything. You're gay? So is he. You're trans? Well, we better get shopping for the latest and trendiest clothing.

Speaking of which. You are taught both fashion and manners at a very young age. No kid of his is gonna not gonna know how to dress (especially if they were closeted, you didnt spend ur time in there to not know how to dress). As a potionology professor, you are also taught everything he knows.

You were (most likely) magicless which makes you vulnerable. So he's gonna teach you all he knows about potions so you can protect yourself in the future. Even as a kid you were taught all kinds of different formulas. Crewel would even make his own medicine for you when you got sick.

How you got into NRC? It's unknown. Maybe you applied and somehow got in because of your potion skills. Maybe you fell asleep in your room and somehow got kidnapped and put into a black carriage as you slept. This led to a very surprised wine dad who was wondering what the hell you were doing here and was on his way to go and lecture (your other father) Crowley.

You're a Prefect now so cool? Crewel is not impressed at the state of the dorm, or that awful influence called Grim that tried to burn the place down on your first day. But he will say he's proud that you are a Prefect of your own rather small dorm. Maybe NRC will soon accept other talented yet magicless students like yourself?

In NRC you are one of the few students he doesn't refer to as whelp because you are his lovely child. Some students try to get close to you cause of this, but thankfully your dad taught you the art of sass and self-defense.

Overall he's an amazing dad that will always have your best interest in mind and WILL drop kick a student that tries to harass you. You have an easier time handing overblots with him lecturing Crowley on not leaving a STUDENT to the headmages work.

Bonus: he definitely will threaten to "return you to the sky where you came from" if you've been bad. Also, you get a lot of DILF comments and it makes you want to die.

Mozus Trein

Oh boy… At least he's very experienced with kids. It was actually his daughters who found you. For the sake of making things simple, we will call them Ana and Drizel, considering he's based on Cinderella's stepmother. His wife shall be Lady Tremaine Trein.

It surprised Mrs. and Mr. Trein to see their daughters in the bathroom bathing and dressing up an actual baby. A baby. Not a dog, an actual baby. Where did you come from- no we can't keep it where are their parents?! You found them outside in the backyard?!

Well, they weren't lying. Just beyond the backyard of their home was a massive cater with a toddler-shaped hole. After hearing the news about how apparently children were raining from the sky he was confused about what to do at first. He and his wife did take care of you for a bit.

During all the time Ana and Drizel were basically treating you like their own sibling. You were now their dress-up doll and playmate! Your new sisters absolutely coddled you and were heartbroken when they heard mom and dad say that might not keep you.

When the day came when the couple were deciding to keep you, they saw the heartbroken looks of their daughters as they prepared to say goodbye. That is when the Treins' decided that you shall stay.

It doesn't matter your gender at all. With two older sisters, it is time for dress-up and make-up. You. Will. Wear. The. Dress. It actually isn't a bad bonding moment either. You all choose different clothing and makeup for each other.

Ana will beat up anyone that dares hurt any of her siblings and is always there to bail you out of trouble or sneak things like extra candy. Drizel on the other hand is a total drama queen that loves gossip. She is always there to lift you up however with lots of compliments and doesn't let you talk yourself down at all. They love you very much and you love them.

Mama Trein or rather, Lady Tremaine was a very classy and old-fashioned lady that believed heavily in traditional values such as poisoning your worst enemies and exacting vengeance on anyone who wrongs you. She taught you all manners, proper etiquette on all sorts of subjects, how to dress, and most importantly how to backhand anyone that dares to touch you or your sisters. Since you couldn't use magic to curse or hex, you learn from a young age how to fight and defend your sisters in hand to hand combat.

Mozus on the other hand, though just as strict, believed heavily in letting you and your sisters play as hard as you worked. He does expect a lot of great things from all three of you and makes sure you all study for school. You learn to take good notes and how to write perfect college essays from him.

Despite how intimidating the couple looked. They were loving and sweet. You, your sisters, and your many many cats were raised with lots of love and care. From balanced meals to family time you never felt out of place. No one would believe that the super prestigious and strict Mozus Trein would tell the best bedtime stories. Or how Lady Tremaine would sing the most precious lullabies. Or how both of them were so happy when Drizel 'came out', with them it never felt as though you had to.

It was like a knife in your heart when your beloved mother died. All of you went through a period of mourning. Seeing your sisters so sad hurt even more. From then on you decided you would do everything you can do to see them smile again. You swore even harder to protect them.

The day comes that you are taken to NRC. And even then you still send old-fashioned letters and texts to Ana and Drizel about your time here, sparing no details as you tell them your most recent adventure.

Ashton Vargas

When the man found you in the outskirts of town in a crater, he was surprised by just how strong you were. You were just a toddler yet here you were sleeping as if you didn't just fall out of the sky. Such talent would be wasted if he just let someone else have you, plus he won't lie, you're quite cute and the way you coo at him made him attached.

He's the most jock dad ever. He definitely added protein powder to your meals as a kid and used you as his personal weight to curl. Loving at how you giggled with each curl.

You have a very healthy diet, to say the least. You have definitely drunk raw eggs and survived off pre-workout at some point. Ashton is going to train you at a young age and encourage you to go outside as much as possible. Definitely signs you up for all kinds of sports. He trains with you too and sometimes is the coach of the games you play.

He's the most dadliest dad to ever dad. Definition of "don't touch the thermostat" and will get up at 5 am to mow the lawn. Also lots of grill days. Man's gotta grill, you know? Meat is good protein now come over here and he'll teach you his secret steak recipe. While we wait let's have a friendly arm wrestle and see who got stronger.

He does encourage you to push your limits in strength but lectures you to not ignore your body. As long as you get passing grades and you're happy, he's happy. Don't think physical activity is the only thing he teaches you. He's an older gentleman and has had to learn lessons the hard way in the past.

"Now listen here son/young one, remember that if a boy or girl says no to you it means no. Do not try to change their mind, okay?" Cringes at his younger years when he tried to convince girls to get with him and doesn't want that to happen again.

He's proud of you when you get into NRC no matter how. Not only does he get to see his kid more, but he also has his training buddy! He does expect you to join some sort of sports club, preferably basketball so you both can have more bonding time. All in all, you are probably buff from having protein at a young age but are a respectful softie at heart. Ashton Vargas, though a bit eccentric, isn't raising any delinquents.

Sam

Arguably the best one to be found by. He doesn't freak out or anything. His friends from the other side told him all about how the sky will fall. He wasn't expecting a child to come out of the sky, however.

Sam has no trouble taking you in, plus his spirit friends seem to like you too. He'll run the shop with a baby in his arms with no problem, even better, his customers have not started adding tips and buying more to help support his newest addition to the family. You're quite the good luck charm, eh kid?

You are never without supervision as a kid. Even if he's not in the room his shadow and ghost friends are there to entertain and rock you to sleep. They adore you.

The good thing about being a shop owner and having so much in stock is that it was no trouble to get materials for you. Cribs? All the latest models. Baby food? Comes in 150 varieties for each different race: human, merfolk, etc. Toys? Yup!

As you get older he acts more like a brother than a father but you don't mind. He's very laid back and has a lot of trust in you. He knows you won't do anything bad, you're a good kid! And if you did, his friends would tell him.

He encourages you to be adventurous and try things out for yourself. He won't let you do anything dangerous such as touching fire, he would even demonstrate why you can't play with it. However, potions or materials around the shop? Go right ahead and create something, kid! He'll be right by your side. The only rule is to tell him when you're going out and to be back in time for dinner together. Yes, he will not start without you. You eat as a family, okay?

Very practical dad. Teaches you everything he knows but also lets you make discoveries of your own. He teaches you how to make a good gumbo and how to handle a knife correctly, but allows you to experiment with spices and combinations to find your own style.

This doesn't just apply to food. He teaches everything about his magic and spirits too. He'll show you how to properly do tarot along with other spells. Even if you don't have magic, he gives you your own magical tarot deck to guide you with some more difficult decisions. Sam also teaches you how to communicate with spirits. You may not be able to do magic but they sure can.

You now always have a few spirits and shadow families with you. Combine that with your knowledge of all sorts of magic and potions and bam. You're now one of the very few beat tamers Twisted Wonderland has to offer.

Once you get older you learn how to run the shop. Usually, you used to help him haggle customers and sell more items, who can say no to your adorable face? Now that you're older, you help your father by restocking the shelves and offering your own services to customers. You probably roped your very first customer into making a deal with the other side and had an amazing duet and celebratory lunch afterward.

You were able to get into NRC much differently. Crowley said himself that beast tamers were very rare and good ones were rarer. Yet here you were with a few shadows at your side able to tame even the most unruly beast. From a few dragons to birds or dogs, animals seem to follow and listen to you everywhere.

Though you may (or may not) be magicless, NRC accepted you with the condition that you would have to be in the Ramshackle dorm. Though Sam has a shop on campus when the carriage came for you you both had a super dramatic hug and goodbye before he waves you off "Come on kiddo time for you to go! aww, they grow up so fast.."

A perfect orientation was ruined by an unruly beast, Grim, who set everything on fire. Thankfully, you were able to demonstrate your ability to both tame and subdue beasts in front of everyone. Your shadows leaped out to hold the tanuki down as you used one of your talismans to calm down the beast. Your smaller dragon friends made sure to hold onto Grim as a few magical shadows of yours helped to clean up the mess.

The Mirror rejected you, yes, the art of beast taming was long lost. However, Crowley came up and made an announcement, that you would be starting a new dorm with that off tanuki you just tamed and possibly be the start of a new dorm that doesn't rely on magic, but rather on friends. Yes you got some laughs, and you know many would doubt your abilities to lead or do well, but you'll be damn sure to do your best.

The minute you're done with orientation, you go to tell Sam about it. He immediately congratulates you and goes to hug you, offering to help you fix up the old dorm at least with a decent room to sleep in. It's nice to be so close to your only family. You occasionally pop into the shop to help run it and talk to Sam about everything that's been going on.

Let's just say you being Sam's kid of all people, being a good beast tamer, making deals of your own, AND being able to make potions, summonings, and spell talismans without magic needed definitely helped you prove yourself to others. It may have even attracted the eyes of a certain octopus…

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hxjikonn · 1 year

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Congratulations for your milestone!!!!

Can i perhaps request twst platonic comfort long fic with the staff with Lilia separately perhaps saying like “i’m proud of you” and pat reader’s head please? Reader gender is GN and preferably uses with ‘you’ instead of pronouns please if its possible—

of course no pressure for this request— i just need a comfort becus daddy issues lmao but sam is more like big brother vibes

A/N: Thank you anon! I’m gonna cry this is actually so frikkin cute 🥹, I’ll do my best take on this one and I hope you like it. I do have a limit of 3-4 caharcters only so I’ll do Lilia, Crowley, Trein and Crewel ♥︎ also p.s sorry this took so long 😭🤚🏻

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Peer Pressure

☆Staring☆: Lilia Vanrouge, Dire Crowley, Mozus Trein, and Divus Crewel.

Synopsis: Twst Dads Staff and Lilia, being the father figure you never had. Yes! I’m talking to boys, girls, gays and non-binary baes who has daddy issues 🥹

Heads up/Warnings: Mentions of Stress, Lil small smidge of angst, VERY LONG AND NOT PROOFREAD Platonic! rs with reader.

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Lilia Vanrouge

Studying in NRC was no cake walk, that’s a given fact, and more so when you’re a magicless nomad from who knows where, as much as you’d love to just blend in with the crowd and not be noticed, you stuck out like a sore thumb.

You were treated as a weak poor unfortunate soul who fate has thrown to the wolf den to be eaten alive without a fight, You didn’t like how they perceived you, you didn’t like how you were treated as a push over who couldn’t stand a chance in this school. So you made yourself keep with everyone else despite not having a speck of magic in you.

You really are doing everything you can to be treated as an equal by everyone, but even when you’re giving it your all, it’s never enough for them to respect you, no matter how many overblots you face and how many dorm leaders and students you help, you will always amount to nothing in their eyes.

Still you tried, tried to keep your chin up, but you’re only human, and you can only take so much. You were sat in the deepest part of the school library, the ancient history section, where dust had collected on the bookshelves having been left unnoticed for so long, not a single beam of light could peek through the thick books that rested on the high shelves. No one bothered to go here, It was silent, this became the place you’d go to when you feel that you’re about to break.

Slowly, the dark and tiny enclosed space was filled with your quiet sobs and sniffles, shaky breaths and gasps were heard coming from your tiny curled up figure in the corner…you couldn’t handle it anymore, it was heavy, it hurts, you couldn’t bring yourself to tell anyone because you felt like it’d fuel the idea of you being weak and in need of help…

Unbeknownst to you, someone other than yourself lurked in that corner of the library, and that someone had heard your soft weeping, slowly and carefully he approached your tiny figure, you were sobbing on your knees desperately trying to hold yourself together, you were too caught up on keeping quiet that you hadn’t notice Lilia sitting beside you.

“You know…it’s normal for children to cry right?” He said, loudly enough for you to hear but quietly too since he didn’t want to freak you out. You slowly met his gaze, with swollen eyes glistening with tears, you sniffled and wiped your cheek with your sleeve “I’m not a child….” You retorted, voice hoarse and weak.

“Oh but your not an adult either?” He said ruffling your hair, you didn’t like this, it felt like he also saw you like everyone else in this school, puny. You brushed off his hand, you sighed…upset, you buried your head back in your knees “I really don’t feel well right now Lilia-senpai…I wanna be left alone” You mumbled, not another word was uttered after you said that, you thought he left, so you resumed to your pitiful state of feeling sorry for yourself.

It wasn’t until you felt soft pats on your head that you settled down a bit, “When Silver wasn’t feeling well when he was little, I’d always stay by his side until he’s better…children can’t be left alone when they dont feel well, or else they wont get better” he softly spoke to you, you could only answer with sniffles and hiccups.

“M’not a child…” you answered, still hiccuping trying to catch your breath from crying to much, “If you’d known how old I am, you’d probably see yourself as a fetus…” he joked, “I’ll never be equal to you guys will I?? I’ll always be the weakest one here…no matter what I do” you voiced out, you didn’t even know if you were shaking from anger or sadness…

Lilia felt it though, your emotions, he sighed and draped his school overcoat on your shaking frame, and continued to place soft pats on your head to calm you down again, “That was quiet offensive, you don’t even know how I think of you and yet you assume that…” he scolded, “You call me a child…” you snapped back at him

“That’s because you are one and yet you act like you should be the one running NRC, I need you to understand that I’m not calling you a child because I see you as a feeble human being, I call you that to remind you that you’re still young…it’s too early for you be stressed out, that’s a middle age man’s job” He scolded you holding both your face with in his hands, wiping your tears with his thumbs.

“You’ve already done so much…I’m proud of you for keeping up with everyone in NRC despite you not possessing magic, it’s amazing, even Malleus thinks so…” he added, you felt yourself calm down, more so when he pulled you into a hug, you felt safe.

“Now rest, we cant have you exiting the library with puffy eyes, people would think they were stung by bees!” He jested, chuckling at himself. “I’ll wake you up when I feel that you’ve had enough sleep…” he patted your head and hummed a tune, tired from crying, you eventually gave in and let his hums woo you to sleep.

Dire Crowley

Once again, you were called to Crowley’s office, not because you caused trouble no, you barely had the time in your day to do that. It was because somehow he probably has yet another taxing job to give you, that or he’s gonna scold you for something, what is it? Who knows? Sometimes it’s the most random things.

You knocked and waited waited for him to say you could come in…when he did, you walked in groggily, and shut the door behind you with your foot, you didn’t bother with politeness and courtesies, you were too exhausted for that, plus you knew he probably got used you’re attitude by now as you were used to his.

“What nowwwww???” You groaned, flopping on the chair infront of him. “Would it kill you to have some manners prefect?” He scolded, “Cut me some slack I’m tireeedddd” you whined in your hands. “Well I hope you being tired means you’ve done everything I told you to do, and I called you here to ask you if you’ve visited Savanaclaw-“ “to solve their flea infestation problem? Yeah It’s done. Savanaclaw is flea-free.” You cut him off, your voice monotoned and unenthusiastic.

He was surprised, “Well then, I assume you’ve also finished re-planted the flowers of wonderland in the botanical garden.” “YUP” you quickly answered. “What about the concerns of Pomfoire students about their stollen chemicals?” He crossed his arms “It wasn’t stollen, They misplaced it somewhere.” You answered again.

“Mandatory Dormitory maintenance check ups? Have you organized the School calendar events? Did you solve the Octavinelle and Scarabia feud? ” He started throwing the tasks he gave you. “Done. Done. And hmmm let me see…yup all done.” you replied as you picked on your nails. Crowley was shocked you managed to finish everything in a day, at this point he started to doubt you didn’t have magic.

“Have you….uhm….” He tried thinking of a task he hasn’t asked you about, “have you…done your homework?” He had nothing. You looked up at him with a confused look, but still answered “Yeah?” He cleared his throat and readjusts his tie “Hm…Well done then, you did well” he said.

“Can I go now? I haven’t eaten all day and Grim’s probably throwing tantrums because he hasn’t had his tuna sandwich…” you asked, he only nodded. Still kind of shock that you did every task he sent you to do. “Uh…’kay, bye I guess…” you stood up to leave, weirded out by the headmage’s sudden silence.

He only came back to his senses when he heard the door shut, and realized you’d left…you left to go home and eat cuz you haven’t eaten all day, yeah…wait… “HAVEN’T EATEN??!! ALL DAY??!” He shouted, shooting up from his chair to go chase you. His automatic Papa bird mode was up and running…literally. You thought you were safe from a scolding session, well you were wrong.

“PREFECT! Y/N! STOP RIGHT THERE!” He commanded, far across the other end of the hallway. You stopped, hearing his voice, you sighed and turned your back to see him speed walking his way over to you. “Here we go…” you said to yourself, preparing for the scolding, you didn’t know what it was about but you were preparing still.

Before you knew it he was standing infront of you, hands on his hips like a disappointed mother. “What did I miss this time?” You asked, “Apparently Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner” he answered. You blinked a couple of times, confused and dumbfounded. “Huh?” Was all that came put of your mouth.

“I can’t believe you! How could you not eat for a whole day?! Are you mad?! Have you gone koo-koo over the tasks I gave you?! You could get sick!” He scolded, you thought he was joking, so you laughed “Oh I get it…Don’t worry I won’t die, you won’t lose your errand runner” you joked. Wrong move.

The expression on his face was something you hadn’t seen before, usually you’re not at all fazed by Crowley, however this time you felt your stomach drop, but not to fear, it was something else. “Errand Runner….? Is that why you forgot to eat?…Is that how I make you feel…?” He spoke, uncharacteristically sad…

“Uh n-no, I was…I was just joking…” you denied smiling up at him, though you did feel like an errand runner most of the time, it was clear that Crowley didn’t know you felt that way. Silence was all that was heard between you two. Crowley was only looking at you, “Uhm…I should…go” you spoke, breaking the noiseless awkward situation.

You bowed and turned to your heel and left. For the rest of the night, all that filled Crowley’s mind was worry…You went to school the next morning, the happenings from yesterday was now long gone and done for you, it was weird and awkward sure, but you didn’t think it was that deep.

However it wasn’t for Crowley. As you were listening to Trein’s lecture, Crowley decided to pop in your class. “Is Y/n present?” He asked, poking his head through the door, “Y/n, The headmage is looking for you.” Trein spoke, unbothered, still writing on the board.

You looked up from your notebook to see Crowley by the door, this was unusual, since he only called for you when you dong have class. But you thought it must’ve been urgent. So you stood up and went to him. “Something wrong?” You asked, he smiled and shook his head, “Oh no, I just came by to give you this.” He handed you a lunch box, you looked up at him confused “wha-“ you were cut off with a headpat “Go back to your seat now, make sure to finish all that food, after class though, dont eat in class.” He said pushing you back so you’d go to your seat. “Sharing is good but Dont share that. You eat it.” He warned before waving you goodbye as he closes the door and leaves.

You were now left with a lunch box in your hand, you looked down and there was a sticky note on top of it that read “Do your best in class! I’m proud of you!” With a crow doodle on the bottom…you smiled at the note and went back to your seat. Guess you wont be missing meals anymore.

Mozus Trein

Exam week. Probably the worst week in a student’s entire school year. Most even called it Hell week due to how dreadful and stressful it is. What’s worse is that you’ve been transported in a school that is in a world where you knew absolutely nothing about.

So everything you’ve learned from your homeworld, is USELESS here. Especially history. Back in home exams about history usually only contained questions about previous presidents, wars, kingdoms, ruler, and dates but here their history included magic. Which you don’t have and have Zero to No knowledge of.

You’ve concluded in your mind that you’d probably be butchered and served for lunch after you take this test because there’s no way you’re going to pass it. But what’s the harm in trying? Right? You spent hours and hours after every test everyday before the history exam in the library. Under a piles and stacks of books about twisted wonderland’s history. You felt yourself get lightheaded a couple of times but you shook it off.

Then came doomsday. You were sat in your usual seat, sweating bullets, leg bouncing from anxiety, the test wasn’t even handed out yet but your lips were practically chewing gum at this point since you’ve been gnawing on them for the past 5 minutes.

When the test was handed out, you tried your best not to accidentally have a mental shut down and forget everything you’ve studied for. You were already nervous from the questions, more so when Trein started walking around and observing everyone as they take their test.

Out of everyone, you had to admit, Mozus Trein, was the most intimidating teacher you had. Failing his class was an equivalent to a coffin and funeral party. So you tried your best to keep calm and focus on the questions. You didn’t rush it like some of the others, it didn’t matter if you were the last one in his class as long as your confident you’d pass.

You skimmed through every question time after time making sure you had the best answer. “Y/n. I said Time’s up. Hand in your paper or I won’t accept it.” Trein’s voice broke your trance, and there it was again, the anxiety, you weren’t done, you weren’t confident that you’d get a passing grade yet. But him staring you down made you hand give up the paper faster than lightning.

“Sorry, sir.” You meekly spoke. He took your paper and shortly after he dismissed the class. You couldn’t even sleep that night, and the night after, and the next night after that. It was that big of a deal. Came the end of Hell week Exam week it was time for the teachers to hand back the now graded test papers.

And lucky you, Your first class of the day was Trein’s. You went in with bags under your eyes from all the sleepless nights and the countless hours studying in the library. You hoped for the worst, that way you wont be disappointed when it does happen. Once the classroom was filled, Trein greeted you all like usual, “I’m sure everyone is well aware of what day it is, and I’m neither disappointed nor surprised by the result of last week’s exam, as I expected this already. Needles to say I’ll be seeing MOST of you again in the same class next year.” He stated, mercilessly, It was like venom. He went around the class handing the test papers one by one.

You gulped hearing what he just said as you waited for him to hand you yours, part of you told yourself you’re one of those people. What’s worse is that, he only placed the other students their paper on their table and left, so why is he HANDING you yours???You gulped as you took the paper from his hand, the test paper was faced down. Still standing there even though you had already took it. You thought of your funeral party already.

You flipped the paper with shaky hands…you couldn’t believe your eyes…it was a perfect score…you looked up at your teacher in shock “I think you mixed up my paper with someone else’s sir…” you said, only earning a small laugh from him. He placed his index finger on top of your test paper “that is your name? Is it not?” He asked, it infact YOUR NAME.

You left your jaw hung open as you stared at the paper infornt of you, your shocked state was broken when he pated your head “Very good Y/n, Surprisingly the one who isn’t from twisted wonderland is the one who scored the highest in my class, I’m very proud of you for that. Keep it up” he praised as he walks back to his desk.

You felt yourself smiling happily. You passed. YOU SCORED HIGHEST. You looked up at Trein who was now infront of the class writing in the board about the next lecture he was about to discuss and you hurriedly took out your notebook to write down notes. Soon the class you oh so feared to fail now became your favorite class to attend.

Divus Crewel

You had no magic, no knowledge of it, and you don’t even know how to use it. Magic was already a hassle to learn, and you already progressed slower than most of the students in your class. Not in potionology though. This was wayyy easier to catch up with.

You see potionology class like what you used to do as a child, when you’d mix shampoos and soaps and tooth paste and pretend to be a witch in the bathroom. You liked this class since it was fun and you didn’t struggle that much with it. You cant say you’re that best student, that would be exaggeration. But you were one of the students who does better than everyone else.

Up coming this week was pop quiz Friday, usual pop quizzes included answering a sheet of paper, however in potionology, Crewel thought it’d be nice to put the pop in “pop quiz” to good use. The task was that you’d try to perfect a potion that pops when you threw it, the bigger the “pop” your potion made, the higher your score would be.

So ahead of time, you started doing research and tests on your potion, you sometimes went to Pomefoire or Heartslabyul to ask Rook or Trey for advice since they’re both in the school Science Club. You’d go to the library to borrow books about explosives, you’d go shopping for a concerning amount of flammable chemicals and other stuff in Sam’s shop. To the point where Sam actually made a promise to himself to call Crowley if you came back again.

After all that you’d go back to Ramshackle to test more stuff out. It took a lot of sleepless nights and failed attempts, you didn’t give up though, plus you and grim (and sometimes even Malleus) were having fun in the back yard of Ramshackle blowing stuff up. If you had neighbors they probably would’ve moved out by now

One day you finally had one you were confident had a passing grade. Probably not the best one out there but one that can get you a high score.You wrote down the recipe so you could remake it in the lab when Friday came, you’re more than excited to see this experiment of your blow their minds, not literally but kinda literally.

Then came Friday, the day you’ve been waiting for. You were nervous, happy and the anticipation was killing you. When greetings were exchanged the “pop quiz” began. Everyone was focused on their own potions, and so were you. Holding in your hand was the recipe and your other was carefully dripping and dropping chemicals on to beakers and test tubesz

You didn’t want the whole room to blow up…yet. As you hear some students groan out of frustration or sigh in relief, you grew more and more competitive. When the timer rang, you were already finished, everyone had their bottles clutched in their hands in fear of them accidentally dropping it and causing mass destruction.

“Alright pups, line up, we cant risk causing accidental arson, we’re going out on the field to test your potions.” Crewel said to the class, one by one your classmates start to line up. Careful not to trip as the walked. When you were all outside, and in a safe distance from the school building, Crewel had you all stand behind a magic barrier so no one would get hurt.

One by one students started to throw their potions, explosion after explosion, some disappointingly small and some scarily big. You were thrilled, you couldn’t wait for your turn. When your name got called you confidently strode infront to throw your potion. As you were about to Crewel lightly smacked your head with his teaching pointer. “Goggles Y/n, your goggles.” He warned. You muttered a tiny ‘oops’ and put on your goggles.

“Alright, on my count…” Crewel said, as he counted down to 3, when you heard three you threw it hard as you could and….nothing. You were shocked…embarrassed as you heard the chuckles and laughs from behind you. You were positive you tested this before and it worked, you must’ve done something wrong. How could you fail the one class you actually enjoyed.

Your cheeks grew hot when you heard small teasings from your classmates, Crewel reprimanded them but you knew even he was embarrassed and disappointed by this miserable failed attempt. You had failed him. As you were all about to walk back to the lab, small sparking noises were heard from where you had thrown the potion.

You all looked back and so did Crewel, he put up the magic barrier once again, the small sparks turned into big once, then…unexpectedly, the big sparks exploded scattering itself throughout the field…then there was silence. Not like the last time though, the silence this time was more like the calm before a storm. Crewel knew this, so he had the magic barrier expanded to cover all around you guys.

Suddenly explosions emerged, not just one, but multiple, more than you could count, it was loud and destructive and chaotic, everyone was panicking. When it finally stopped, the school grounds looked like a battle field. You thought this meant detention until you graduate, but then you heard Crewel laugh and clap his hands.

He went to you and ruffled you hair “GREAT JOB Y/N! THAT WAS OUTSTANDING!” He praised as he clasps his hands together. The other students…well most of them at least also had clapped their hands and applauded your work. No words was said but it seemed that Crewel had already adopted and favored a pup in his class after that day.

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A/N: I’M BAAAACKKKK WRITERS BLOCK IS GONEEEE I’M GONNA START POSTING AGAIN AAAAAA SORRY FOR MAKING YOU GUYS WAIT SO LONG 🥹🥹🥹🥹

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x mc #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x yuu #divus crewel #divus crewel x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia vanrouge #dire crowley #dire crowley x reader #mozus trein #mozus trein x reader #twst staff #twst dads

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dotster001 · 1 year

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Hi i don't know, if your requests are still open, if not you can ignore it or do it whenever you want.

Just readed your prompt, when reader suddenly passes out with Vil, Jamil, Floyd and Rook. I was wondering, if you could write something similar for Malleus, Lilia and maybe the teachers Trein and Crewel?

(I'm happy you enjoyed those! And I hope you like these too!)

Part One Part Three

CW:Burnout (obviously), mental breakdown/trauma in Trein's part, spoilers for Vargas training camp in Trein's part, injury in Crewel's part

A/N: I've said this in my pin post, but I age up characters to actual college age, because I am in college, and didn't realize until a few months in the characters were not. Everyone here is. 18+ If it makes you feel more comfortable, imagine this as a grad school situation.

He's been pouting a lot lately. Which for a normal person wouldn't be a problem, but Mal's pouting usually meant that the weather was bad as well. He was pouty, because whenever you had time in your incredibly busy schedule to see him, you still had to be working on your homework. With everything Crowley had you do for the school, you had to share your "dragon time" with your "homework time". But your boyfriend looked very cute pouty, so part of you wasn't too upset about it.

Until the day you were so busy with something that you hadn't eaten or slept in over 24 hours and just…collapsed during dragon/homework time.

Malleus immediately panics. He assumes you have had a heart attack and died (Mal…college students are unlikely to have heart attacks) Once he finds a pulse, and sees your breathing, he scoops you up and teleports to Lilia faster than he has ever teleported.

He's sobbing as he answers Lilia's questions, not entirely certain that this wasn't something he did. Lilia easily is able to figure out what has happened, and goes to make you some soup for when you wake up. Malleus is too relieved to think about the fact that while Lilia's soup will have loads of protein, it might send you into shock. In the meantime, he puts a cool cloth on your forehead, and caresses your cheek.

After you wake up and barely survive the soup Malleus spoon feeds you he tucks you into his massive comfy bed (you can't tell me he doesn't have the fluffiest comforters) and then…vanishes.

From here on out, everytime you get a task from Crowley, it's already finished by the time you get around to it. It's weird, but it means you have time to keep homework separate from "dragon time". Which makes a certain fae very happy.

Lilia has spent years learning how to care for humans, especially since most of them *cough* Silver *cough cough* Y/N are not good at caring for themselves. While his recipes are terrible, he is right in some ways about making sure to get all your nutrients. While it can feel a little patronizing sometimes, he is right that you need sleep. While he is a little unorthodox in how he has fun, he's right that you need to have leisure time and do things you enjoy.

What you don't know is that behind the scenes Lilia has already been having regular arguments with a certain Crow about your workload. When two fae fight, it's never good, but you don't have to worry about what's going on.

Azul and the tweels get called back home out of nowhere, and now you're in charge of all the paperwork that he is usually in charge of handling, both for the lounge and for the other Housewarden's. Lilia sees less and less of his sweet human, and he's suspicious part of it is because you are avoiding him, knowing full well he would make you take a break.

He has to admit, your avoiding skills are actually pretty good. So he's not actually there when you collapse. And he's furious. Especially when he finds out that Crowley also decided to add his own paperwork to your ever growing pile. He only knows you collapsed when he hears some randos gossiping about how "the prefect collapsed running laps today, and the idiot duo had to walk them to the infirmary." He's immediately flying to the infirmary, powered by his pure rage.

He knows it's not your fault, especially since you have nothing to your name in this world, so it's easy to manipulate you into this position. So he does his best not to take his anger out on you as he watches you sip apple juice that the nurse gave you, while you do your best to keep your eyes open. Once he is certain that the nurse has things under control, he kisses your forehead, and asks you if you want him to bring you anything.

While he's out getting you a treat, he makes a stop at a certain Crow's office. From here on out you don't see a lot of him. You are a little worried that Lilia may have killed him, but everytime you ask him, he giggles and messes up your hair, before telling you how silly that is.

He's harder on you than he is on most of his students, partially so that no one can claim favoritism, partially because you are just so far behind in history (having it not be your history) that he has to give you extra work and lessons to catch you up. But as a trade off, he tries to be a step ahead of Crowley whenever he can. There's little that happens in the school that he's unaware of, so he's usually able to protect you from his foolish boss.

Until you get sent to the training camp with the sports clubs to assist Vargas. He's furious about this last minute decision, that Crowley conveniently forgot to tell him about, and he's even more angry when he later finds out that you were "kidnapped" and then immediately had to fight a creature in the mines.

Naturally, your mental health is not so great after the trip. He's starting to see it on your face when you both hang out, and even if he didn't, your work for his class is deteriorating, if you even turn it in at all.

Then you break down one day when he asks you about it. He can't understand a word you're saying as you sob and yell and shake. But he's pretty sure he has the idea. You've been pushed too far. He sends Lucius to fetch a nurse or counselor , or heck he's sure even Sam would have something to help you relax enough to just breathe. In the meantime, he wraps his arms around you and tries to walk you through breathing exercises, while whispering some praises to you that you can't comprehend in this state, but appreciate all the same.

After someone gives you a potion that helps you relax a little, he leaves you to rest on his office couch with Lucius in charge, and he holds a meeting with the rest of that staff about what's not appropriate to put people through. (Essentially it's Crewel and Trein yelling at Vargas and Crowley about trauma and what their job is supposed to be)

This never happens again. You continue to have extra work from Trein, but he always ensures he makes time to help you, or give you a soothing tea if he thinks you're starting to drop back into the bad mental state. If you do, he holds you close, and says nothing, while allowing you to spill whatever is plaguing you.

Prior to him dating you, you had denied his request many times to financially sponsor you. Now that you were together, it was harder to come up with an excuse for him not to. So he'd purchased Ramshackle and renovated it. He'd taken up the expenses for your schooling and food (after much argument he'd also taken up Grim's) and after several discussions about the future of your relationship, he'd begun helping you through the process of becoming a citizen in a world that had no proof of your existence (a pain and a half, but there was nothing he wouldn't do for his beloved pup). In doing all this, he'd made it very clear to the Headmage that he had no hold over you, and therefore couldn't coerce you into anything.

Divus knew he was a fool for leaving you alone for a week. He had assumed that Crowley had nothing on you anymore, and that he could go help a smaller fashion designer that showed a lot of promise get their career off the ground. At first he was only going to be gone for a week, but it quickly turned into two, then three. He should have recognized the tension in your voice when you'd asked him over the phone when he thought he'd be back.

When he finally returned, he thought he'd surprise you by showing up where he knew you'd be hanging out with your friends. He'd bought a ring for you that he was particularly pleased with, and he wanted you to have it as soon as possible. His plan was dashed as he watched you collapse into Howl, who immediately started to panic.

With a clear voice Divus took over the scene, picking you up and carrying you to his office where he had all manner of potions. As he pressed one to your lips, he noticed a cast on your arm. He'd ask about it later.

When you woke up, you wrapped your arms around him, and whispered how much you missed him. He asked what happened, and you tell him how you broke your arm in yet another overblot incudent, and had been working like crazy for Crowley to pay off the medical expenses.

You've never been scared of your lover. But his eyes were practically glowing with rage, and now you were starting to wonder if you should be scared. Divus does not accept cruelty to animals or humans. And, he keeps his receipts. It's not long before there's a pretty hefty case and Dire is removed as headmage for coercion and endangerment. After that, there aren't any more overblot incidents and the students seem more mentally healthy. How about that?

He decides to wait to give you the ring until you're fully recovered after everything. But he's certain when he asks you the question that comes with it, you'll have an answer he likes. Especially when you nuzzle into him so sweetly while you nap in his office.

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yulin-pop · 2 years

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Could you do the Lips sealed headcanons with Crowley, Crewel, Trein, Riddle, Lilia, Malleus, Floyd and Jade?

⤷ ✧ Keeping quiet

- order 35 | Headcanons | Riddle, Jade, Floyd, Lilia, Malleus, Crowley, Crewel, Trein

P.1 — VDC group+Neige

Gender neutral, platonic for the staff

Note: It’s fun writing interesting character traits. It’s one of my favorite types of things to write. Thank you for requesting!

Riddle Rosehearts

He never really noticed you never spoke, he assumed it was just being nervous but it became obvious that you don’t speak to anybody.

He wants you to use other forms of communication but gets confused with your gestures .

“Wait so, who broke one of the rules? Uhh tail… ears? Cross? No? Here just write it on a piece of paper.”

He wonders how you can go about everyday without speaking. But maybe he’s just sort of always yelling and got used it to it.

Jade Leech

He’s never encountered someone that never speaks. He’s met shy people but you’re not shy. You just don’t speak. He lets you communicate through gestures and notes.

He can tell what you want just by looking at you. He’s naturally good at reading people.

It seems like he doesn’t care but he’s intrigued. He wants to know why. Why won’t you speak? Are you nervous? He concludes it’s out of anxiousness. Which would be right on the money.

Floyd Leech

He’s just as you’d expect. He always has something to pick on no matter who it is. Of course for you, it’s because you don’t speak.

“Shrimpy, how come you never speak?” He said while leaning forward to get close to your face.

His pestering is never ending and it’s not like you can run or fight him. Your only options are to avoid him or deal with it.

“I’m gonna squeeze you!”

“Floyd, don’t do that to the prefect…” Azul commands. “Sorry about that.”

Lilia Vanrouge

He’s one of the more understanding people. He wants to ask why but decides to just observe you first. He gets your message through with gestures, expression, and notes.

You may or may not catch him just staring at you. His gaze is soft and even loving but its undoubtedly creepy no matter how sweet it is.

He can translate for you if no one understands. He actually understands you better than Ace.

He makes teasing jokes about you never speaking but it isn’t to pressure you into doing so. He’s curious but it doesn’t matter to him in the slightest.

Malleus Draconia

He knows that humans are social creatures which is why you’re such an intriguing specimen. He thinks you’re unique because of your behavior.

You’re average, that much is clear but he decides to regard you differently because of your lack of speech. He wants to observe you. But conversations with him are nothing fun. It’s awkward since you usually have others lead the conversation as you nod. While he barely even has conversations.

“You’re here another night? Hmm.”

“…”

“Why are you giving me that look?”

He’s bad with context clues so he can’t tell you’re being passive aggressive or not. He can tell when you’re happy or sad though.

You two don’t mix well under these circumstances but there’s still a possibility of getting closer.

Crowley

How troublesome! He doesn’t get you. You’re supposed to be happy and chatty but you’re just completely silent (and annoyed).

He originally believed you were just shy because of this new environment, understandable. But eventually he got the hint that it’s something that’s not gonna change.

He can’t have a prefect that doesn’t speak. He tries to council you. It’s often very uncomfortable sessions. But since he’s “so busy” He can no longer give you counciling.

He encourages you to use a notebook to communicate. Overall, he just wants you to enjoy life.

Divus Crewel

He doesn’t really go out of his way to check on his students. It probably took a two weeks before he even noticed. He thought you were quiet and he approved of that. It wasn’t until he caught you messing around with a friend, that’s when he had to have a discussion with you.

“STAY! You two. Now get over here.”

“Aww… We’re in for it now..” Grim whined.

When he went to scold you, he expected a “yes teacher.” But you only looked at him with a bothered expression.

“I expect an answer. Now what do we say?”

“Uhhh… One problem.” Grin spoke up to get his attention, “They don’t like speaking. Actually they don’t speak at all.”

You glared over at Grim at his wording. He felt a slight wave of a guilt but not enough to stop the scolding.

He doesn’t call on you for anything but he still expects you to pay attention and preform well in his class.

Mozus Trein

He would notice a lot sooner than Crewel. His class involves a lot of participation. For a while, you hadn’t been called on, it was mostly directed at Grim since he’s a chatterbox.

But the time has come when you were supposed to supposed to answer a question verbally.

“What year was the prototype of the ghost camera created, MC?”

“…”

“Professor… They don’t speak.”

He pulled you in after class and warned you your possibility of failing this class because of your lack of participation. But he found a solution. You can have Grim say it for you whenever you’re called on. Let’s hope that Grim is at least awake.

#riddle rosehearts x reader #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #malleus draconia x reader #platonic #crowley x reader #divus crewel x reader #mozus trein x reader #that feels weird to type but it’s all platonic with the staff

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naerwenia · 4 months

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Mozus Trein x Reader!

I wrote a bit again, not knowing where I was going, but here's some Mozus Trein x fem! reader stuff. Professor Trein is a bit of a yandere here and this is a extremely dubious consent fic at best.

Explicit, dark, with rape, teacher-student relationship, toxic and sweet. It's messed up yet sweet.

~3200 words

MDNI!

A hand in hand, a light tingle went through his arm as he felt the soft hand touching him. The touch was so innocent on the surface, yet Mozus Trein knew it was more than a touch this time. He did not know how to react, but out of habit, almost long forgotten, he held the hand that clung to him. The hand in his felt so small, so fragile he could not take his mind off the softness of the touch, and how his rough fingers wrapped around your hand, with years marking the palm of his hands, like part of his body was protecting you; your softness, sweetness, the smile you gave him every day, and the way you thanked him, even the way you cried when you felt overwhelmed but safe. There had been so many times you just smiled but only to hide the hurt you were feeling, mind not really there, withdrawing from the situation, dissociating. Only when Mozus got you alone, somewhere safe, did you reveal the hurt you were feeling, often so overwhelming it couldn’t be stopped.

The hand slipped away and Mozus tried to turn around, to grab it, to hold the hand again, but there was nothing. The feeling of the touch was there, lingering, the warmth just out of reach, meeting just fur and the sunrise shining to his face, as he woke up from the dream.

“No, absolutely not,” Mozus told you, surprising you, as he made tea while you were on his right side, looking up at him. You had expected a simple conversation where you tell him Lilia had invited you to spend the holidays around Briar Valley and he would encourage you to go, find your place in this world. But here you were, flabbergasted he told you that wasn’t in the cards now, not at all.

“But,” you blurted out, but Mozus was quick to reply, with a stern, maybe even angry, look and a loud “No”.

There was no room for negotiations, the tone in his voice was unusually cold, like you had asked the most insulting question, but you had no idea what had set him off like that today. Frustrated and confused by professor Trein, you spun around and huffed, leaving before Mozus could scold you on your attitude, but the attitude was not appreciated by Trein and he would tell you about it later that day. One day you would understand his fears and concern for you.

Professor Trein always found value in those silent moments together, and maybe you would too, later if not now, but he could not say it aloud, had not found a way to express his gratitude for you. The love he felt for you, an overflowing care and deep understanding of your fears and hopes, all those were too much to put into words, even when he knew he should say it, as he had once forgotten and now regretted it more than anything in his life. Just a few words could make a difference and Mozus could not bear to stay quiet once more, but you had to learn the world was not safe, especially for a young and fragile dove like you. You deserved the world, all the love in the world, a safe life away from the dangers, but the school did not feel like a safe place for you to spread your wings the more you found yourself and came out of your shell. He would and could never just lock you up in a room, trap you away from the world, even if it would be for your best. There was a certain beauty in the thought, certain delicate care it would mean to him, but Mozus feared you might not understand and would hate him for it. He would have to trust you to understand or make you understand.

However, when you were out and banged the door close, that was too much disrespect and indignation in one action for Trein to just take now. Slamming his hands on the table, yelling your name, but not expecting you to hear him anymore as you were deeply emotional and maybe so angry you didn’t want to stop for him, not just yet. Long strides of steps echoed down the halls of the college as Mozus Trein followed the clicking of your heels, small steps leading outside, and Trein hated how easy you were to track just by your steps. Why did you have to be so oblivious, like you wanted Trein to follow you, catch you, and lecture you.

While you tried to manoeuvre through the people in the corridors, Trein breezed through with his authority, pupils stepping aside as he made his way to you, but you managed to step outside, just out of his grasp. As the door closed in front of Mozus, you started running towards Ramshackle Dorm. Of course he would catch up to you, but at least you did not have to entertain a conversation there if you did not want to, and you really didn’t want to. Maybe there was someone who could make that point for you and you could just go to your room to rest.

You shouldn’t have slammed the door, you really shouldn’t have. It only invited your “dad” to give you a lecture on respect and probably how you could slam the doors when you had your own place, but at this point you were not even sure he would ever let you leave him. There was always a new danger, a new threat, or you just weren’t ready to leave, or they might have found a way to return you to your own dimension, so you could not leave. The walls of your cage were made of books and comfortable loneliness, but the coldness of the school never really let you find a place where you felt like you belonged.

There were people you called friends, even best friends, yet none of them felt like you could always rely on them. The only one you felt that way about was professor Mozus Trein, but the thought made your heart ache and fall into pieces. Running slowed down, each step getting heavier by the second, as you felt sadness and sorrow wrap around your shoulders, and you looked down on your red shoes that were stained with mud, trekking up a hill of slippery mud and dead grass. It was almost comical how the red still shined from under the mud, a beacon of light in the stormy late autumn.

Mozus followed the red shoes, so bright under the evening lights, last rays of sunlight and the streetlights turning on. The red had an ethereal glow, or maybe it was just you. He called out to you again, and you didn’t stop, just stomped forward to the Ramshackle Dorm. Hoping to find someone, anyone in the dorm, you were only met with a hollow social area lit by eerie lights made by Grim, one of the only restorations he had made in the dorm building but you appreciated it. The everlasting torches lit the way up the stairs you ran up, hoping to get a moment before professor Trein made it there, or maybe he would just leave and let you be. No lock would keep him out when he wanted to lecture you, so all you could do was kick off your shoes and sit on your bed, sigh and brace yourself for it.

The opening of the door and creaking of the stairs alerted you before he could make it to your room, and it annoyed you for some reason, maybe because it was now inevitable you had to face him again. You wanted to just say yes to him, agree with everything, so you didn’t have to see him disappointed with you, just so you could go back to being his favourite student, his good girl, and you wanted him to forget you ever tried to talk back and assert yourself. It was better than feeling anxious, feeling like a failure in the eyes of someone you adored, even when you knew you should be more assertive and firm, but your need to please won out in the end.

You turned, ready to push him away, but he could not let you do that.

Mozus took your wrists and held them in place, making you look at him, but you didn’t want to, fighting back by trying to pull back your arms. Unfortunately for you, Mozus did not expect you to pull back, making him fall forward and you backwards, falling on your bed with him on top.

“Is this how you see me? Like this, on a bed, under a man, under you?” you ask, trying not to grimace at your own words, because you didn’t want to think he might see you only as a fragile woman, even when he made a point to praise your effort and achievements. To you, Mozus said all the right things, but today you were more than sceptical if he even believed you to be a person, more than a representation of the aspects he found beautiful and admirable, or only a body he could mould to be what he wanted.

As Mozus held your hands over your head and you turned your head away, a small tear fell down the side of your face, blood rushing to your cheeks, and for a second he saw fear in your eyes before you closed them, letting the tears fall. There was a fleeting thought that he was in the wrong, wrong for asking you to conform to his vision for you, but at the same time, the position he had you in was what he had worried about. He saw you once again, yet something was different.

For the first time, he saw you as you were. A woman.

You looked so lovely there, fearful, emotional, trapped, and helpless, submitted to your fate he held in his hands. All he could think of was how he would kiss you, how he could make you his right there on your bed, and for the first time in years he felt pure, simple lust. How could he not when you were under his control and freely submitted to him, letting him tightly grasp your wrists in one hand while the other gently made you look up at him before with a warm smile he kissed you. A caring kiss, yet heated enough you could not mistake it for a friendly one, making you feel conflicted, and still you returned the kiss, even if a bit clumsily.

A certain heat rose in you, but it was followed by a feeling of terror, not knowing what Mozus really wanted, why he had kissed you now and here, but as he let himself sink into your arms, closer to your body, so you could not escape the feeling of his warm breath and the hardness growing against your crotch. It felt so infuriatingly tantalising and wrong at the same time, as you knew it was wrong for him, your teacher, to get so close and push his hands under your shirt and bra, grabbing your breast in his hand and massaging it, pinching the nipple, while his kisses grew sloppier, more feverish as Mozus’ tongue made its way inside your mouth and at times his teeth bit down on your lips, a light, teasing nibble.

When Mozus’ hips pushed against your soft flesh, you could feel yourself getting more aroused, wetter between your lower lips, while your mouth welcomed his tongue in without any resistance, like you could do anything to push him away. The tongue licked your cheek and traced the trail of tears on your face, kissing and licking, savouring the taste of your fear, knowing he was the one making you tear up. Fear shivering down your spine as his kisses turned from your cheek to your neck and his teeth kissed your skin, tiny bites that were careful not to actually hurt you, yet carried with them the chance, like a wild cat playing with it’s prey, looking for a chance to pounce and tear you apart.

There was no question if you wanted him because it was so obvious by how your breath got shallower, your hips matched his grinding, and you let him continue his exploration of your body, but at the same time, you were sad and terrified and the tears did not stop, no matter how good his touch felt.

Both of his hands retreated down to your stomach, to remove your shirt and bra, pushing them over your head. He felt your skin all the way, made sure to touch as much as he could, and marvelled at how soft you felt under his dry hands and cold fingers, as you felt so warm compared to him. You pushed yourself against him, craving for his touch, the acceptance you wanted so bad yet did not know how to ask for, but Mozus understood the feeling, and wanted to show you he was filled with love to shower you with, as long as you wanted it. Yes, he saw you like you had said, as a woman, no matter how hard he tried to elevate you above that in his mind, but it could not be done. You were as much flesh and pain as he was, but at least you could be his.

Mozus tried his best to not scare you, slowly moving his mouth to your breasts while his right hand pushed down, under your skirt, to slide his finger between your pussylips, and he pushed his fingers up and down, just feeling you, looking for your clit while you got wetter and wetter with each of his movements. His mouth your breast kisses, exploring to see if you had more sensitive spots, but Mozus also wanted to see how you reacted to pain, to which he got an answer as soon as he let his teeth gently bite your nipple: you shuddered, moaned, and pushed more against him. All your thoughts turned to water and washed away as you felt the bite, finally finding a moment where you could let go of thoughts and just be in the present, focusing only on the bodily sensations.

There was so much pleasure in the way professor Trein took you into his arms and let his touch guide you in that moment together. His fingers made their way down from your clit to your pussy, pressing slowly inside with just one finger, while his kisses trailed back up from your tits to your neck, kissing and biting as he moved upwards. He tried not to put too much weight on you, keeping one arm on your side to put most of his weight on, but it felt good to be trapped under his weight, under his physical control.

As one more finger made it inside you, prodding and spreading you lightly, trying to make sure you were ready for him, Mozus pushed his head up, wanting to see your face. A smile had spread across your face, yet your tears still stained the blissful look, eyes red, but your lips made the sound “please”. The sound was so full of longing, so beautiful and fragile in that moment, Mozus could not help but answer that calling with his own lips, kissing you roughly, forcefully, pulling his fingers out of you to pull you closer to him while your hands wrapped around his neck. The kiss felt comforting, even if you were scared of the man giving it.

Rather than ask how you were, Trein gave you light butterfly kisses while he did his best to get you more relaxed, telling you how good and beautiful you were, how you surprised him every day, while opening his trousers. For a second he thought about just moving your panties to the side, but decided it was better if he got you completely naked, even if it meant having to be off of you for a second. As he pulled your panties and skirt down, you looked into Mozus’ eyes intently, trying to decipher what he was feeling and thinking, but there was nothing you could identify. Dark, intense gaze looked straight into you, seeing your face as it is for once, and he felt like he had fallen in love again when he saw your gentle smile through the tears in your eyes.

The beauty of your pain was exquisite and precious, more alluring than the laugh you let out at times, more delicious than the pastries you made for parties, more stunning than your wit. He had you, you were in his arms and made no move to escape, and as he pulled you in for one more kiss of desperation, made of his adoration for you and pure lust, you answered his kiss silently, gently, with tender passion, that made him crumble to pieces in your arms. The carefully crafted mask of academic strictness was not strong enough when met with acceptance and love, with a touch of care even when he was indulging in your body without a word from you. As you let your hand touch its way from Mozus’ neck to his cheek, you pulled his gaze back to your eyes, hoping to tell him something, but the adoration in his eyes caught you off guard, and any words you wanted to say caught in your throat, replaced by your lips catching his, drawing him closer into your touch.

Mozus slid inside you, slowly pushing himself in as you hung on to him, tense with anticipation, but he was gentle with his movements. This was as much about you as him, and hearing your angelic moans when you relaxed under him made his desire even greater, making him feel like he could not stop his movements, filling you to your deepest point. The cock kissing your cervix felt like too much at first, but the rough poking with Mozus’ frantic moves and hand around your neck made it painfully divine, unlike any other sensation you had come across. Every movement felt calculated and planned, as you could almost swear he made sure each thrust in and out brought you pleasure, making you chant his name with moans as the melody. Kisses and bites on your skin, Mozus’ hands wrapped around you, he could feel you coming undone, and he had to fight the urge to come inside you, pulling out just in time to cum on your stomach, painting your soft skin white. Panting and feeling like he had just broken something special by cumming on you, Mozus’ eyes caught your blissed out look, lips forming a cheeky smile after all this, and you pulled him close again, clearly still needing him to comfort you after all this, mind storming with thoughts and emotions taking over after such an intense experience. Trein brought you against his chest, keeping you close, listening to each breath and feeling every sigh against his skin, hoping you knew he was there for you now and forever.

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Thanks for reading! If you have ideas or requests related to professor Trein, I would love to hear them ~

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ryker-writes · 1 year

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Ryker's Staff Masterlist (plus me)

A mixture of both requests and original works to guide both me and you! Let me know if any of the links aren't working or lead to the wrong place

most works without s/o specified can be seen as platonic

Request rules here

Heartslabyul Masterlist

Savanaclaw Masterlist

Octavinelle Masterlist

Scarabia Masterlist

Pomfiore Masterlist

Ignihyde Masterlist

Diasomnia Masterlist

Crowley:

small moments with them

TWST characters as parents

comforting their s/o after a bad day

a sporty s/o

Crewel:

small moments with them

TWST characters as parents

a sporty s/o

Trein:

small moments with them

TWST characters as parents

a sporty s/o

Vargas:

small moments with them

TWST characters as parents

a sporty s/o

Sam:

small moments with them

TWST characters as parents

comforting their s/o after a bad day

a sporty s/o

no one really cares but me at NRC:

Me in Twisted Wonderland

Realistically how well I would get along with them (Heartslabyul)

Realistically how well I would get along with them (Savanaclaw)

Realistically how well I would get along with them (Octavinelle)

Realistically how well I would get along with them (Scarabia)

Realistically how well I would get along with them (Pomefiore)

Realistically how well I would get along with them (Ignihyde)

Realistically how well I would get along with them (Diasomnia)

surprise trust fall!

TWST characters and if I could take them in a fight

taking care of a furby

Rybek thoughts

Rybek blurbs

Rybek: Love letters

Rybek: Morning routine

Rybek: flirting failures

Rybek: The friends

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hanafubukki · 2 years

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Ramadan: Grim & NRC Staff Ver.

Summary: An MC who fasts during Ramadan, and how Grim and the NRC staff supports them.

Characters: MC, Grim, Dire Crowley, Divus Crewel, Mozus Trein, Ashton Vargas, and Sam.

Notes: The final part! 👏☺️ I hope you all enjoy it! Thank you so much for reading this series and loving it. It brought me joy to see all the love. Grim’s part had to be my favorite. I felt so soft for our raccoon cat. 🥺🥺🌺🌺

Ramadan Series: Heartslabyul Ver. Savanaclaw Ver. Octavinelle Ver. Scarabia Ver. Pomefiore Ver. Ignihyde Ver. Diasomnia Ver. Grim & NRC Staff Ver.

Eid Al-Fitr: Eid Al-Fitr in Twisted Wonderland

Eid Al-Ahda: Eid Al-Adha in Twisted Wonderland

· MC might not be at home, but it doesn’t mean they can’t follow their traditions from home.

· After talking to Kalim and Jamil, MC was able to figure out roughly when the time of Ramadan would be.

· So, they chose that time to inform others of their decision, such as the teachers and their friends.

· Mainly Ace, Deuce, and Grim, so they did not cause too much trouble, or they will have to deal with MC. Which after a particular glare from them, the trio was left quaking in their boots.

Grim:

· Grim was the one MC first mentioned their practice too.

· Grim being Grim, of course, reacted the way they expected.

· “Starve yourself? You humans are weird! Nyahaha~ more tuna for me.”

· MC patted his ears.

· Grim was always with his henchman.

· He noticed how his minion would progressively get tired as time went on.

· They would fall asleep more throughout the day.

· One time, they took a nap near the trees by Ramshackle Dorm.

· He had to protect them!

· Grim became progressively protective as time went on.

· When MC was sleeping, he growls at any NRC students who might cause his minion to wake up.

· “You wake them up and I’ll burn you into a crisp!”

· MC would notice that Grim began to eat less, especially in front of them.

· “Grim, it’s okay. You can eat if you want. I don’t mind.”

· “I don’t know what you mean. I’m just not hungry right now.”

· Both of them knew that was a lie, but MC let him be.

· They made sure to give him an extra serving of food during dinner time.

· Grim would turn especially quiet when he would hear the Prefect’s stomach growl.

· His hearing was better than the humans, so he could hear it easier.

· He knew MC became embarrassed whenever it made a sound, so he stopped mentioning it after a while.

· Instead, he would become quiet and climb onto MC’s lap.

· Patting their stomach a bit, making it seem like he was making himself comfortable before laying down.

· He would start purring as he fell asleep.

· He hoped his purrs would mask the sounds of hunger.

· MC relaxed and patted his head, as they continued their conversation with the first years.

· MC would wake up sometimes with Grim sleeping right next to them, one of his paws on their cheek.

· They started to wonder if maybe he tried to lull them to sleep.

· “I love you too, Grim.”

· MC and Grim were family, and they always will be.

Dire Crowley:

· MC went to the headmaster to inform him of their decision.

· He was surprised by the similarities between the worlds.

· He spoke of the graciousness that the Prefect displayed to participate in such practices.

· He couldn’t change the curriculum for them, but he helped in ways only he could.

· If MC noticed a slight increase in madols given to them weekly, they didn’t mention it.

· They knew that the headmaster was trying to help them.

· Sometimes, to MC’s surprise, he would pop up at their dorm with extra blankets and pillows for them to use.

· He would use magic to help tidy the dorm.

· MC would invite him to dinner, where he would eat and make his exaggerated comments.

· At times like this, MC could see the headmaster as a father figure.

· “How gracious of you, Prefect! I wonder where you learned such sincerity.”

· “Yeah, I wonder too.”

Divus Crewel:

· Divus Crewel would find out through both the headmaster and MC.

· While the students of Scarabia and others who fasted had each other for support, he knew it be would harder for MC.

· He would make sure to pay extra attention to them during alchemy lessons.

· He wouldn’t want anything to happen to the Prefect.

· They had enough issues with their fellow NRC students.

· While he couldn’t lessen the work he gave them, he quietly extended the due dates for them.

· The grateful look was more than enough.

· He was especially proud when they would score high on their exams while fasting.

· Professor Divus would occasionally send them off with a package: some new clothes, raisin butter, and some baked cookies.

· “Good Puppy.”

Mozus Trein:

· Mozus Trein heard the same way as Divus Crewel.

· He couldn’t make his lectures any shorter or less difficult.

· Though, he turned a blind eye whenever the Prefect seemed to be nodding off.

· While some grumbled, the threat of extra homework shut them up.

· Professor Trein would extend the due dates as well.

· His strictness towards MC also softened.

· He would send MC to their dorm with soup and tea he bought in the nearby town.

· Lucius would sit next to MC to provide animal therapy.

· Grim would be jealous at first but they both silently agreed on helping the Prefect.

· “Hurry along, Prefect. Make sure you eat well today too.”

Ashton Vargas:

· Professor Vargas had learned the same way as the previous professors.

· Professor Vargas went easier on the students who fasted during this time of the year in Twisted Wonderland, adding one more student wasn’t an issue.

· He allowed the Prefect to walk around the field while everyone else was flying.

· He allowed them to rest in the shade went they needed to.

· Other times, he would let them work on their homework or take a nap.

· Conserving energy was a must, he knew that and he didn’t want them to get hurt.

· “Here’s a dozen eggs! You need the protein to stay strong, just like me!”

Sam:

· Sam learned about MC’s practices through the gossip vine, and possibly from his friends from the other side, and the other faculty.

· He noticed how MC came less often to his shop than usual, and when they did; they were extra tired.

· He wouldn’t put it past the headmaster to forget to give them enough madols for the week to fit their needs.

· So, when the Prefect came the next time, he made sure to give them an extra discount on top of the one he usually gave them.

· When MC told him about their practices, he smirked mysteriously.

· He procured a tupperware of his favorite gumbo for them to take home to enjoy.

· He also offered his services at night should they need them, stating how his friends from the other side could deliver it to them.

· MC appreciated it and told him they would let him know if they needed it.

· “Hey, Little Imp! What can I help you with today? My friends from the other side and I are here for you.”

· MC was touched by the help that their friends and the staff at NRC gave them during this time. It made the time pass much quicker, and it was fun spending time with them.

Thank you again for all your kind messages and love for this series. It brought me happiness to hear the joy it brought you. There’s about one week left of Ramadan. I hope all those who are fasting have good meals and stay hydrated. You can do it! Just a little bit of time left. ☺️🌸🌺

I’ll see you all soon! Maybe with a present? 👀☺️🌸🌺💕

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