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chiliyue-archived · 11 months

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You talk too much

↬kissing them as a means of shutting them up

Includes; Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Floyd Leech, Sebek Zigvolt

Gender Neutral Reader

Tags; a little more on the crack side but i hope you like this nonetheless!

Not requested !

Riddle Rosehearts

"... OFF WITH YOUR HEA-"

Y'know the buffering logo for poor internet and such? That's Riddle at this very moment. It takes a solid couple seconds for him to realize what just happened or what he was even talking about for that matter

His face is blazing. The very same shade as his hair and his body is slightly trembling, shocked- no utterly astonished at what you just did.

Buffers out for a couple more seconds before promptly scolding you on how inappropriate your actions were and blah blah blah. Unfortunately, you may get collared... I hope it was worth it and honestly it is since you get to see Riddle's pouty face as he scrambles to recompose himself

But if he's being honest, your lips are really soft and warm on his, and now he can't help but stare at it for a little afterward because damn, he wants another. But he will not ask because that's below him, and you must pay for your actions - he mustn't give in to your kisses 😤

Proceeds to think about it afterward, becoming distracted in his tasks and zoning out because how dare you kiss the queen of hearts and definitely not because your lips are soft

Leona Kingscholar

"Careful Herbivore, you're tempting a lion right now. How shall I punish you for this, hm?"

How dare you cut him off and his words of wisdom 🤧<- said words were probably about sleep or something

However, he acts as though his hand isn't already sneaking its way around your waist, his teeth nibbling on your bottom lip, all for the goal of coaxing a reaction out of you

He composes himself fairly quickly. If anything, it's going to be YOU reaping the consequences of your actions and Leona is smug about it.

Flicks your forehead while his free hand grips your chin with two fingers. He's making eye contact with you simply to see your confident demeanor stutter and waiver before his very eyes.

He's making a toothy cocky grin at you, going off about punishing you and verbally assaulting your ears with his husky voice. And he leans in tierrbly close, his breath tickling your cheek. He's going to make you flustered and kinda terrified to what he may have planned, or are you 👀

If you think you're gonna be able to just walk away, you are horribly mistaken. Hope you have nothing planned for the rest of the day because you're gonna be acting as Leona's pillow.

Azul Ashengrotto

"Angelfish- dear- if you wanted kiss you could have just ask... ah, was it something I said, perhaps?"

Buffer logo number 2. He stands there for a couple of seconds unsure of what to do or what to say

Someone bring over his little pot, he needs to sulk for a little as he comphrends what just happened

His face is flushing pink in embarrassment, even bringing a gloved hand over his face to conceal his not so subtle mental breakdown. Furthermore, it was hard to tell if he was mad or simply flustered(its the latter). He kept diverting his gaze as his fingers twitched slightly.

He refuses to make eye contact with you because doing so just makes the red hue on his cheeks even worse. And suddenly his shoes became the most interesting thing— that or his glasses require cleaning for the nth time, definitely not an excuse or anything

Azul thinks he must have said something wrong, already apologizing over stuttered words, which really come off as babbles because his tongue is working faster than his brain

When he finds out it was just a small little prank - a little jab - he begs that you save his dignity and never do this again because he will turn into a puddle.

Pray this doesn't happen in front of the twins who will tease and berate the poor man with not so harmless humor from the kiss.

Floyd Leech

" Ahhh shrimpyyy did you get tired with my voice, hm~??? Why don't we take this somewhere private hehe~"

A death wish, we salute you

The moment you kiss him, he's already wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer against his figure. And those razor like teeth of his? Those are chomping down on your bottom lip. Your lips are gonna be all swollen and painted magenta by the end of this, but that's what happens when you tempt an eel he claims.

If he's flustered, it's not evident on his face; rather, he seems amused more than anything, a cheeky smile finding its way to his lips as he lets out a giggle that makes goosebumps run down your arms.

He's a horrible tease, one that's gonna use this as an excuse to drag you off and cuddle(and kiss you breathless) for a couple of hours. You can practically see all the ideas that is stirring up in his brain as he processes this

But sometimes it's hard to tell if what he's saying is a genuine or Floyd is simply making light... banter. "You're so silly shrimppy, but don't interrupt me next time, kay?~" He says with a grin that can be classified as either intimidating or teasing. Maybe both.

Tbh, he might take this experience and apply it himself, kissing you for no other reason other than that he was bored and your lips happened to be at the wrong place and time. What you were saying didn't matter much anyway 🤧

Sebek Zigvolt

" Y/N, WHAT WAS THAT?? ARE YOU TRYING TO IMPLY SOMETHING ABOUT WAKA SAMA?"

We applaud you brave solider

Scolds you, no hesitations. He stutters over the first couple of words, struggling to compose himself, but once he does, his mouth is spilling words after words. His face is terribly pink, and he seems both flustered and offended... which he's probably both because he's a drama queen.

If you were trying to shut him up, he's only gonna be talking even louder as he berates you on your behavior and whatnot. RIP ears 🙏

Everyone will learn about it with how loud he is. The scene from an outsiders perspective is quite a silly one; one of Malleus's personal guards rendered speechless for a couple of seconds before screaming his head off.

He vents about it to silver later that night and treats it as though it's the end of the world. He's going off and off about your kiss. Without even realizing it, he started talking about how soft your lips are andddd he's going into great detail-

And he can not sleep, no matter how much he tosses and turns because all he can think of is your lips. If you see the tip of his ears reddening, no you didn't... 🤭

Lilia b e g s you to do this more often because it not only gives his ears a break but a lovely window of opportunity to tease Sebek into oblivion

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rae-pss · 8 months

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yuu: accidentally brushes sebek's hand with their own

sebek : aggressively holds yuu's hand

sebek: fucking commit to it, prefect!

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moxxbox · 1 year

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Malleus falling in love as soon as he sees you for the first time, he goes and tells Lilia right away hoping for something any advice he might have and Lilia gives him the most unhinged weirdass advice and it works? "Tell them that they rizzed you up and that you've fallen for the beauty they have." AND IT WORKS?😨Sebek watches in horror while Malleus says that to you iN PUBLIC! ! ! AND THEN YOU ACCEPT? ! ? Sebek in shock😨 Malleus and you, happy

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wolken-himmel · 1 year

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In which a Diasomnia student calls (Y/n) over to help when some of his fellow dorm members start turning into animals.

Upon arrival, the prefect realises that Malleus has turned into some kind of lizard, Lilia into a bat, Silver into a bear cub, and Sebek into a crocodile.

Request by anon.

"T-They're inside the dorm... Please, do something, prefect!"

The crowd of Diasomnia students seemed to be in a frenzy as all of them frantically pointed at the entrance to their dorm. Some of them even looked like they wanted to follow you to the doorstep, but those were held back by their fellow dorm members. At least the majority of the students had been able to evacuate before the strange miasma could have gotten to them.

A cold shiver ran down your back, although you did your best to suppress it. "We'll try our best..." you assured the panicked student that had called for your help. Then, steeling your nerves, you turned to the entrance and carefully rapped your fist against the wooden door. "Malleus, Lilia? Anyone there?"

You received no reply.

"Can we go home?" Grim whined at once and tugged at your pajama sleeve. "I'm tired..."

His impatience amused you, yet you shook your head and replied, "No, we have to check up on Sebek and the others..." Your voice trailed off into a quiet echo, overshadowed by the weeping of the door as you pushed it open.

With the utmost care you could muster, you stepped inside the dorm. Few candles lit the vacant hallway, shrouding the interior in a frightening and unsettling mood. The cat monster watched as the darkness swallowed you whole. "Don't go in there! What if the plague reaches you, too?" He stumbled after you with clumsy and hasty steps.

You merely rolled your eyes while continuing your way. "There is no such thing as a plague..."

"Yes! That Diasomnia guy said something of a sickness that turned people into animals..." Grim gulped in fear. His paws clung to your arm tightly, and his head whipped in all sorts of directions whenever his ears picked up on anything. Once the two of you entered the kitchen, a frightened yelp escaped his maw. "I-I think I saw something slithering around on the floor—"

He cut himself off with a scream before pouncing into your arms. A sigh escaped your lips, but you nonetheless caught him and soothed him with a few awkward pats to his back. "We'll be careful, Grim..." you whispered. Then, you swayed him back and forth, as if he were a child. The motion seemed to calm his tense nerves, and he soon allowed you to set him down again.

"Just... stay close," Grim muttered quietly.

A foul stench entered your nose before you could reply. Your eyes soon found the source of the smell: a broken vial that lay in a puddle of green liquid. The revolting-looking liquid still emanated a strange fog that set off alarm bells in your head.

"Do you see the broken vial over there?" you muttered and pinched your nostrils close. "Don't breathe any of the fumes in..."

It only took your friend a few moments to decipher the words on the broken vial. "Wait, I recognise that thing! That was today's alchemy assignment! But... we weren't supposed to brew a transformation potion. It was just supposed to be something boring."

"Someone must have tinkered with it then. Perhaps a playful soul like Lilia." A sigh escaped your lips when the sound of fluttering wings caused the cat to cling to you again. Although this time, you swore you could feel a gust of wind brushing past your cheeks. "Well, looks like his prank went awfully wrong..."

Just as you were about to turn around and leave the kitchen, Grim's shaking paw stopped you. Once he had caught your attention, he carefully pointed at a fleeting shadow rummaging through the fruit basket. You steeled yourself to face a predator, only to witness a bat's head poking out from behind an orange.

"(Y/n)— do you see that bat over there? Is it..." Grim gulped in horror. "...laughing?"

Indeed, the small animal seemed to find joy in your frightened faces. He clutched his stomach with his clawed hands and doubled over in amusement. The bat remained on the kitchen counter, rolling around in laughter — until you picked him up by his feet.

"A bat... Oh no, the potion got to Lilia..." you whispered in defeat. "Don't worry, it's just me... We'll find a cure for this whole mishap."

He seemed to understand you, based on the way he grinned at you and fluttered his wings. As soon as you removed your grip on his feet, he sailed into the air — only to land on your shoulder. So preoccupied with the playful bat, you didn't notice when your cat companion suddenly was nowhere to be seen.

"(Y/n)! Help!" Grim cried out, but that was the last you heard of him.

Your head whipped into the direction of his voice at once, the sudden gesture startling the bat. Yet, your eyes could not find any trace of the grey cat. "Grim? Where are you?" you cried out and stumbled out of the kitchen. You managed to catch a glimpse of his trident tail as it disappeared behind a corner. "Grim! Grim! Hold on, I'm coming!"

At once, you picked up your pace. In your panicked state, you barely managed to register that the bat had decided to accompany you. Amused cackles escaped the bat's throat, but he was kind enough to guide you back on track whenever you lost the trail. Just as you were sure you had caught up to Grim and his captor, you were faced with another animal that blocked your path. Much to your dismay, this one wasn't as harmless as the small bat.

"A... A crocodile?" You blinked owlishly at the predator that lay in the middle of the hallway.

An annoyed growl escaped the crocodile's maw as soon as he caught onto your heavy breathing. With great effort, he managed to twist his neck in your direction. His large body and tail knocked over a vase, but he didn't seem to care. His attention was locked onto you, and his eyes burnt with annoyance.

You knew that look.

"Sebek!" you cried out and slowly inched towards him. "It's me, (Y/n)... I'm here to help you guys."

The crocodile watched you warily, but didn't move whatsoever. It was only when you tried to scoot past him that he lurched at you with the speed of light. Just in time, you managed to jump to the side, otherwise you would have been crocodile food. You immediately grabbed one of the decorative swords that hung on the walls and readied yourself, should he attempt another bite.

When he finally attacked again, you brought the pommel of the sword down onto his head. A dejected roar that sounded more like a whine escaped his maw. He shrank back at once to rub the dent in pain.

"Bad crocodile!" you cried out and returned the sword to its original place. "Do you have no manners? Just like your human self, eh?"

By then, the crocodile seemed to have snapped out of his bloodlust. With his head hung low, he inched closer to you. He had no intention of attacking, whatsoever — instead, he merely stared up at you with watery puppy eyes.

"I was just joking, Sebek," you muttered and carefully rubbed the place where you had hit him. A small smile appeared on your face. "And I hope you were joking as well when you tried to bite my head off."

He nodded eagerly.

At that, a few snickers escaped your lips. "Alright, apology accepted..." With the path now cleared, you rose back to your feet and rubbed your back. "Have you perhaps seen where Grim was taken to?"

The crocodile replied with another nod before twisting his large body so that he could move onward. He merely grumbled a few harmless complaints when the bat landed on his back for a rest.

"Lead the way, then." You followed the two as they moved through a series of winding hallways. Slowly but surely, you lost track of how many left and right turns you had taken. At least the bat and crocodile seemed to know their way around well.

After having crossed a corner for the umpteenth time, you found another obstacle lying in your way. This animal seemed smaller and much less threatening than the crocodile — especially so when you noticed the brown and fluffy fur. Soft snores came from the animal's direction.

"Please tell me the bear cub is better behaved than Sebek..." you whispered, drawing an offended growl from the crocodile in question. "Should we... wake him up?" Before you even had the opportunity to nudge the bear awake, the crocodile had already rudely swept his scaled tail against the bear.

He woke up with a startled yelp, his head snapping up in alarm. You also furrowed your eyebrows once your gazes met. "I know those eyes! It's you, Silver." A little chuckle escaped your lips when the bear drowsily pawed at your pajama pants. "Aren't you a cute one? So sleepy, so adorable..."

You swept him up into your arms and held him close to you. A series of pleased giggles escaped his maw when you rubbed that special spot behind his round ears. Promptly, he fell asleep again, drawing a sigh from you. "Oh right, we need to continue..." All your attempts of lowering the cub to the floor again were met with whines of protests from his side. You sighed in resignation, yet you couldn't bring it over yourself to go against his wishes. "Silver, I need to go rescue Grim... I really need to..."

Just as you were about to give in to his puppy eyes, your bat friend swept in and gave the bear a stern look. That seemed to have done the trick, as the bear now let himself be lowered to the floor.

"Thank you, Lilia," you breathed out in relief. "I couldn't have done it myself."

Now that the moral dilemma was taken care of, the four of you continued your search for your kidnapped cat companion. After another set of hallways and your feet slowly growing numb from all the walking, you reached a door that all three of the animals pointed at. Without wasting any more time, you carefully pushed the door open and peeked inside.

In the dim light of some candles, you found Grim cowering in a corner of the supposed bedroom. He seemed unharmed when he sprinted over to you and leapt into your arms. "(Y/n)... you came for me!" he cried out in relief. His body shook from head to toe.

Just as you were about to answer, a pair of glowing eyes appeared in your peripheral vision. The rest of the predator's body was hidden away in the darkness.

"Show yourself, fiend!" you exclaimed shakily.

The mysterious creature let out a disgruntled yawn before stepping out into the light.

You couldn't help but furrow your eyebrows in confusion. "A... lizard?" It was a large one, at that. Grim let out a frightened shriek and pressed himself deeper into your arms, especially so when the lizard wrapped his body around your feet. Perhaps it was a gesture to welcome you.

A little chuckle escaped your throat, and your eyes drifted to the lizard's glowing eyes. You could recognise those slitted green eyes everywhere.

"Ah, Malleus... mischievous old you."

You couldn't help but laugh when the lizard crooned in happiness once you rubbed the smooth scales on his back.

Grim, however, didn't seem to share your sentiment. His thrashing was still frantic, and he looked like he was about to faint. "He scared me to death! With his frightening tail that he grabbed me with..." he retold, a traumatised expression haunting his face. "And his glowing eyes..."

"Oh, Grim... You need to calm down," you mused and patted his back. "Malleus is a nice one, isn't he?"

"Get me away from him! Please!" Grim screamed when he felt the lizard's tail brushing against his legs.

You rolled your eyes. "Grim is such a crybaby... Right, Malleus?"

The lizard's maw grew into an innocent grin.

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artsybelle1015 · 5 months

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YALL SHUT UP IMAGINE…

A Yuu that has a trigger with loud noises and Sebek tries to lower his voice for them.

Sebek: Fuming over Silver falling asleep.

Yuu: “Hey…”

Sebek: “WHAT HUMA—“

Yuu: Looks fearful because of the sudden yelling.

Sebek: Ahems. “What, human..?”

Yuu: “Well I was going to ask what’s wrong…”

Sebek: “Ah… just Silver.”

Yuu: “Ah…”

Sebek: “Yeah…” In a hushed voice. “Sorry…”

Yuu: “Hm?”

Sebek: “Nothing.” Then he cutely storms off all embarrassed, face red and him huffing.

Platonic or romantically that’d make me cry.

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twstgarden · 14 days

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❀ ❝ 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗶 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲? ❞

━ malleus draconia x gn! reader (reader can be yuu or an oc/twstsona) ━ thoughts of the possibility of falling in love with your nightly visitor continue to disturb you even during the times you were supposed to focus on your quality time together.

no spoilers for chapter 7, diasomnia’s arc!

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“modern architectures seemed to have adapted new designs for their gargoyles. why, i even came across one that resembles a human face. it is quite intriguing, really. i have grown accustomed to seeing gargoyles that usually take the form of different creatures of the night, so seeing that human-like gargoyle sparked some interest in me that i wish to show it to you,” rambled malleus before he frowned, “however, my so-called phone could no longer capture images. it breaks easily, it’s unfortunate.”

you sat as you replied with a soft hum, your chin resting on your hand as you looked up at him with a rather longing and lovestruck gaze. you were paying attention to his ramblings, truly, you were! it just so happened that you were looking at him with an infatuated gaze.

hearing only a hum from you, malleus turned his head to look at his companion. with a raised brow, he spoke, “hm? are you alright?”

his question snapped you out of your thoughts. a soft blush dusted over your cheeks as you felt embarrassed of having been caught staring, “oh, sorry. um… so, did you capture it with… maybe a regular camera?”

once more, there was a frown on his lips, “no, but i will make sure i get to capture its uniqueness and aesthetic the next time i come across that gargoyle.”

it was somewhere around midnight when you decided to accompany malleus in the backyard of the ramshackle dorm, and you spent the past 30 minutes listening to him talk about his findings during his strolls for his gargoyle research club activity.

you loved listening to him speak. his voice was deep and resonant, yet so dulcet and soothing. you would never get tired of listening to him all day. when he speaks with clear passion and excitement laced in his tone, he resembles a young kid who had just gotten some candy – so endearing and oh so innocent, but you had to remind yourself that this was no ordinary man. this was the crown prince of a nation, a man respected by many and feared by many more.

still, who gives a damn about titles when you can enjoy his presence for as long as you want? as long as the moon stays up in the sky and the sun has not risen, you can guarantee his presence in your dormitory.

were you falling in love?

what nonsense. of course not! who could afford to fall in love at a time like this? what you needed to focus on was your return to your world, not fall in love with a prince who may soon be betrothed to someone else.

oh, but that smile…

malleus smiled as he caught you staring once more, lost in your gaze. with a teasing chuckle, he spoke playfully, “am i so captivating that you can’t seem to tear your eyes away?”

what a beautiful smile.

that question alone made you look away immediately. was it too obvious? surely, he was only teasing you, but it was as if he hinted that he knew you might be falling for him. you laughed a little and replied, “i was spacing out! i wasn’t staring or anything…”

“spacing out, hm? does something trouble your mind?” asked malleus. the playful air seemed to have dissipated, replaced with an air of concern and care as soon as you told him you were spacing out.

“not at all,” you replied with a smile, “i was only imagining what that gargoyle with a human face would look like.”

are you falling in love?

again, with such questions! having the desire to spend more time with the man and looking forward to your nightly meetings does not equate to falling in love. you merely wanted his companionship. he was the only one visiting you late at night, keeping you entertained and listening to your troubles. he was more of a friend than anyone else in night raven college – ace and deuce are a category of their own.

there was never a single night he’d bail on you. not a single night had he let you be alone. it had become a tradition at this point for him to always be standing by your window once the clock struck 12. he never arrived empty-handed; there was always a thoughtful gift in tow or an engaging tale of adventures of the people he knew – mostly lilia’s adventures. other times, it would be a treasure trove of fascinating facts on random yet intriguing subjects. with him, each nightly meeting was an enchanting experience, always concluding with the bestowal of a meaningful gift, the creation of lasting memories, or the gain of fresh knowledge.

a knowledgeable and kind-hearted friend.

that’s how you’d always describe him. that’s what you’d always tell yourself. he was nothing more than a knowledgeable, kind-hearted friend. why must your admiration of his character equate to romantic feelings? even friends can find one person cool and not wish to have romantic relationships with them.

oh, but you love holding his hand…

it was another night in night raven college, another night spent with your midnight visitor. he was discussing certain gemstones that he had in his collection – his hoard, a term better suited for his kind. the discussion seemed normal at first glance until he looked at your left hand and held his right hand out for you to hold after taking off his glove.

“may i?”

curiosity washed over your senses as you tilted your head but placed your left hand on top of his anyway. his gentle caress on your knuckles sent shivers down your spine, his hands felt so smooth and oh so gentle, yet you knew of the underlying strength that was concealed within his lovely hands. the same hand that finds ease in cracking a coconut open gently held your own – as if he was afraid of accidentally hurting you.

as his thumb tenderly brushed against your bare ring finger, he spoke, “a beautiful golden ring would best adorn your hand, perhaps one embedded with your birthstone, don’t you think?”

this was merely a casual conversation between friends – a topic of discussion relating to gemstones turned into rings. this is normal, is it not? you hummed in reply as he continued to hold your hand, “a golden ring embedded with my birthstone? that sounds lovely.” a soft laugh then left your lips, “i could not afford to buy one, however.”

hoping he would comprehend your attempt at making a poor joke, you looked at him with a smile. he let out a soft chuckle, leading you to believe he was amused by your jest until his response completely caught you off-guard.

“why buy one when i can have one custom-made for you?”

your smile dropped as your expression turned into shock.

“pardon?”

that night was memorable, and certainly had its surprising elements compared to your other nightly meetings. you thought he was joking about getting a custom-made ring for you, but he had given so many hints and statements that he was completely serious – he even took your ring size. you did not stop him. perhaps it was just another one of his many, many gifts that he had bestowed upon you.

your vague knowledge of fae tradition made you recall a hint of a connection between faes and the art of gift-giving – that exchanging of gifts was an intrinsic part of their nature. you were entirely unaware of the customs and traditions surrounding gifts in briar valley, but surely, gift-giving is a way to show how much one appreciates an important acquaintance, is it not?

after that meeting, you started to realise the growing number of attempts on him holding your hand – whether you’re walking side by side or sitting together on the bench – he would always attempt to interlock his hand with yours in a way that seems respectful. his hand would gently brush against your own while he was talking, giving a hint that he wishes to hold your hand but would rather have your consent first.

you did not hesitate. you smiled and continued listening to his words as you interlocked your fingers together, gently squeezing his hand as he had not worn his gloves like usual. there was a brief moment of his eyes lighting up and his smile growing wider once he felt your hand on his, but then reverted to his usual expression as he continued to share stories with you.

your nightly meetings had extended to daylight hours. you were no longer confined in the moon’s appearance in the sky to determine how long you’d spend your time with him. you did not mind being seen by everyone else in the academy hanging out with the hotshot dormitory leader of diasomnia – who cares about them?

as long as malleus continued to spend his time with you, you’d spend your time with him. your blooming connection had soon become known to everyone else, and those from his dormitory were more than happy to finally see their dorm leader making friends. well, lilia was the proudest, but sebek still has his suspicions.

it has been a long while now since you have established a connection with the lonely crown prince. his companionship was all you could find on all the times you yearned for someone to hang out with. things were going smoothly, and your relationship with malleus kept blossoming every day.

have you fallen in love?

that question now haunted you once more.

have you fallen in love?

you shook your head as you sighed, trying to think of something else as you sat on diasomnia’s comfortable couch. their lounge was spacious – able to fit more than 20 students at the same time, but you’d rather not stay in the lounge if it gets crowded. the leather couches of their lounge were certainly of high quality as once you took a seat, you felt yourself sinking into the soft depths of the sofa.

malleus was sipping on his tea while the other three kept conversing about their recent school activities. upon hearing your sigh, malleus glanced at you and placed his teacup down, “are you feeling tired?” you shook your head in response, “no, no… not at all…”

have you fallen in love?

perhaps you did. your eyes stayed on malleus for a while as you thought of all the reasons you were drawn to him. malleus had a regal and powerful aura, everyone knew that, but there was also a hint of innocence and loneliness behind that powerful mask of his. you were one of the few people who have witnessed the real side of malleus draconia, while everyone else only knew him as a powerful fae prince.

malleus had the most beautiful set of green eyes – striking and sharp, yet so ethereal and comforting. his eyes showed all the feelings his facial expressions could not, and when it twinkles at the sight or mention of things, he is particularly fond of, you feel a sense of peace within you – as if you felt happy seeing him happy.

for so long have you denied your thoughts and dismissed them as merely friendly observations. you thought he was beautiful, and it should be normal to find someone beautiful, no? you think vil is a beautiful man, but that does not mean you are in love with him, so what makes malleus any different?

but that’s the thing.

malleus draconia’s allure was a level of their own.

his beauty was not like vil’s elegant charm or neige’s endearing appeal. malleus embodies a beauty of ethereal quality – to you, he is a man of enchanting grace and elegance, shrouded in mystery and often veiled in reserve.

have you fallen in love?

after pondering on your inner thoughts, you can proudly answer this question with confidence.

yes, you were.

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eydi-andrius · 3 months

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I feel like Sebek's grandpa will be a huge simp of his granddaughter in law, even if she is human. I imagine the chaos whenever his son in law, sebek's father, greets him and his only reply was a leer.

Meanwhile, the granddaughter in law comes in with Sebek, and he has this huge smile on his face. Like a totally different fae.

He loves her so much. To the point that whenever she was mentioned, he claims that all her good traits were something he passed to her.

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demonichikikomori · 3 months

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Flex

Sebek Zigvolt x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1.9k+ Tags: MC is Checkin’ Out the Gun Show/Suggestive

Art by 〇 on Pixiv!

I am not against Sebek Zigvolt Propaganda… HOWEVER! I wish he would use his indoor voice a little more. He... His VA speaking normally is nice. I... Ahem... This was technically made as a birthday gift for the wonderful @ruggiethethuggie since the other gift is still... Unfinished... And I'm sorry... I will finish it one day... Please accept this for now my dahling and happy birthday hehe. I would've wrote some Rizzley content but... I don't feel confident yet wwwww. Anyway, have a Hellishly Happy Birthday! <3 <3 <3

SUMMARY:

You asked Sebek to flex for you. Why? Ace said if you could get a photo of him flexing before the end of the night, he would do all of your Animal Linguistics homework for a month! How hard could it be?

“Human, what are you attempting to ask of me?!” Sebek was already shouting. His brows furrowed and thick forearms flexed beneath his black blazer as his arms crossed over his chest. Thankfully you met with him outside near the gardens so his voice wasn’t echoing through the halls of Night Raven College. “I want to take pictures of you flexing.” You responded with feigned confidence in your voice, struggling to keep yourself from warbling or looking anywhere but his face. You never actually dreamed of asking Sebek such a thing. You also never planned to speak with him unless you had to. This was brought about as a dare from Ace Trappola. If you can get a picture of Sebek flexing for you, he would do ALL of your Animal Linguistics homework on your behalf for a straight month. It sounded easy when Ace offered up the proposal. Key word: Sounded.

Sebek was staring down at you with a face full of suspicion, his lips curling with mild disgust. You could see how sharp his cuspids were. “Why are you asking me for such a thing?! Could it be you are searching for my weak points?! I won’t let you find them! I am Malleus’ impenetrable shield!” He roared and reached for his magical pen, causing you to take three nervous steps back with your hands held up in defense. “No! No! No it’s not like that! It’s nothing to do with Malleus!” You cried out as Sebek clutched the glowing pen in his grasp. His eyes narrowed angrily as you scrambled to find an excuse. “Then why would you want to get a photo of me exposed?” He snarled with venom in his tone. You could feel your face becoming warm from the way he phrased the question. “Don’t say it like that! Just know that I need to get a picture of you flexing!” You answered and he still looked unwilling to do anything with you or for you. “It’s for personal reasons!” Still nothing. “I want to try building muscle mass and I wanted a picture for inspiration!” You shouted, you were running out of ideas and you were even more embarrassed now. Your face was on fire and you honestly wished that the Earth would open beneath you and swallow you whole. If Ace was here, he would be laughing so hard his stomach would’ve burst. You couldn’t tell Sebek that Ace sent you, he would downright refuse if he knew the truth. Sebek hesitated before tucking his pen away, a stern look replaced the suspicion and his posture relaxed. “I see. Fear not, Human! For the sake of becoming stronger, I shall agree!” He shouted and you felt your muscles relax hearing him comply. “Under one circumstance!” Damn it. He crossed his arms over his chest with a confident smile, you could see his eyes glittering with joy. “I wish to see your resolve in exchange for my photo! You shall be exercising with me tonight!” He announced and you felt your jaw fall slack. He expects you to actually exercise with him? The most you’ve ever done was a few meek push-ups during P.E with Coach Vargas. He didn’t give you a chance to refuse as he laughed and walked off, leaving you alone in the courtyard to mentally prepare yourself for tonight.

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You arrived late, closer to 11pm since you needed to put Grim to rest before you could sneak out. The atmosphere of Diasomnia was very intimidating, along with the students who stayed within the castle-like dorm. You had only made it a few steps past the heavy, gothic door before running into something. Something very solid. Thanks to this very solid object, it saved you from Lilia trying to offer you a snack or Malleus staring at you in total silence like a freak. You were still as Sebek looked down at you with a frown.

“Human, your eyes seem to fail you! Did you not see me in front of you?!” He shouted, but made no effort to move as you buried your face deeper into his chest. His uniform was absent. Sebek was dressed in a black compression shirt, and dark green sweatpants. The Diasomnia emblem was printed in white on his left thigh. “Sorry. I didn’t see you. Honest.” You spoke into his chest, relaxing against him as you silently admired how sturdy his body truly was. His toned abdomen, his thick pectoral muscles, his solid thighs, and even his large, strong hands now gripping you by the shoulders to shove you away. As he held you at an arm's length away, snapping angrily at you for your lack of awareness, you glanced down to see he was wearing a large pair of fluffy dragon slippers. Cartoonish and cute with tiny wings and a forked, felt, light pink tongue. They were a stark contrast to Sebek’s brash personality.

“Enough dawdling! You are late, and the Diasomnia curfew had begun two hours prior to your arrival!” He huffed as you rolled your eyes in annoyance. “I told you, I had to wait for Grim to go to sleep first.” You scoffed and walked towards the stairs with him angrily following behind you. He was scolding you the entire time for your ‘timeliness’ and ‘lack of dedication’. But you don’t recall telling Sebek you would be showing up early to work out with him. The two of you entered his room, and you had to be cautious to step over a small pile of books. He was silent, but you noticed he was suddenly flustered. “Stand over there!” He commanded, and you obeyed, taking a spot next to his dresser.

You couldn’t help but smile as he began to tidy up his room. The books on the floor were cleared away, he hid a stack of papers into a notebook. He closed his closet filled with dark colored clothing, and he tucked his sword underneath his bed. Sebek’s cheeks were red, his face was scrunched into a scowl as he turned and pointed at you. “Now we may begin! Come! Show me your strength!” He commanded as you approached and stood before him, resisting the urge to smother your face in the valley of his broad chest. Sebek gripped your arms gently, giving them a soft squeeze before he observed your limbs one by one. He huffed as his calloused fingers slid across your skin, gliding along your forearm down to your nails. “Hm. Your health could be better, but we will make you a mountain of muscled perfection with plenty of training!” Sebek boasted with a gentle smack to your shoulders, causing you to flinch. You frowned at the idea of becoming nothing but pure muscle… Like a pro-wrestler?

“I will show you my basic exercises first, and because it is late, we will have you participate in our next meet!” He let you go before getting down to the floor. You sighed with relief, knowing you wouldn’t have to exert too much of your energy tonight. You’d need it for the long walk back to Ramshackle. “Human! Get on top of me!” He shouted, taking you by surprise as you looked down at him with your brows knit together.

He was in a push up position,.his head facing the floor as you nervously looked around. “Uhhh..?” You weren’t sure how to get on top of him. “Sit on me!” His voice was loud enough to rattle the walls and you were starting to feel flustered. “Okay, okay! Stop saying that!” You hoped that the walls were thick as you swung a leg over Sebek’s body, and slowly sat down on his lower back. Your feet were planted on the floor and you could see him slowly lowering himself to the ground, causing your legs to bend as you nervously looked towards the door. Now you were begging that everyone in the dorm was asleep. “Lift your legs, trust me to hold your weight on top of me!” He snapped, sounding agitated by your feet on the floor. “Oh my god- Sebek please talk quieter…” You whined as you lifted your legs and crossed them below his shoulder blades. He did not falter, instead, his push-ups began to quicken.

You sucked in air with widened eyes as he continued the steady pace of his push ups. “You make an excellent addition of weight, Human! You are the perfect size for me to become stronger for the sake of Malleus!” He laughed as you could see sweat collecting at his temples. His usually slicked back hair was falling loose around his face. You didn’t think he would have such ease with a human sized weight on top of him. How heavy were the dumbbells he usually lifted?! “Your arms look far too weak to hold my weight! So, I will show you mercy tonight!” He barked with a soft grunt, lowering himself to the floor again with a laugh. You couldn’t fathom how the conversation sounded out of context. Here you are, showing up late at night to meet with Sebek, and he can’t handle using an inside voice. Saying all of these strange things so late at night, hopefully no one gets any strange ideas. You reached for your phone, pulling it from your pocket as you observed the time. You only had ten minutes to midnight.

“Sebek, we should take a quick break!” You suggested as his push ups showed no sign of slowing down. You were sure he had already done over 50 by now. “A break?! I have hardly broken a sweat!” He sounded annoyed with your request and you started to squirm on top of him. “I need that motivational photo of you, remember?!” You announced as he finally slowed to a stop. “That’s right! How could I have forgotten?!” Sebek allowed you to climb off of him, the both of you getting to your feet as your heart began to race. Sebek towered above you, a bead of sweat rolling down his neck as you lifted your phone with your face started to grow warm.

He stood before you with a proud smile, and flexed his arm for you to behold. You quickly snapped the picture, only five minutes to midnight. You could see the thick muscular arm sporting a long vein in the photo, paired with Sebek’s very handsome and proud smile. You stared at the photo in shock, observing the outline of his chest through the tight shirt, his long sharp fangs, the crease in his eyebrows… Everything.

His bicep suddenly flexed around your throat as he let out a hearty laugh. Your oxygen was being stolen away with each light squeeze and your face began to redden. But it wasn’t from the lack of air. “Human! We certainly must meet again for your training! With such weak arms, you’ll never become as strong as me! And a happy birthday to you. We will build your body so in the next year, we may fight properly!” He laughed as you groaned in response, your phone now dangling loosely in your fingers as you sent Ace the photo as your other hand tapped against his arm. You might pass out if he doesn’t let you go soon. But at least you won’t have to worry about homework for the next full month.

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mistressvioletaurora · 1 year

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Bonus

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wolken-himmel · 1 year

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Halloween Special 2022

In which (Y/n) falls asleep in the library on the day of Halloween, only to awaken to an entirely different universe.

In this universe, all the students the prefect previously knew seem to have the opposite personality.

Disclaimer: This was just a little crackfic for fun! Have a happy Halloween!!

"Wake up, (Y/n)! Wake up~"

A soft poke to your side stirred you out of your sleep, and you slowly regained consciousness — however, you didn't want to. In your dazed state of mind, you lazily swatted away the soft paw that continued to jab your shoulder.

"Just five more minutes, Grim..." you grumbled under your breath. "I'll be with you soon..."

Much to your dismay, the poking never stopped. Even worse, you felt something wet being dragged across your face. The texture was rough — and together with the sloppy wetness, you let out a disgusted whine. At once, your eyes fluttered open while you automatically pushed the assailant away from you. Your fingers dug themselves into a soft pelt of fur. Together with that scratchy voice... This must have been Grim.

After you had blinked the blurriness out of your eyes, you spotted tufts of grey fur. Yes, this couldn't have been anyone else but your trusty old cat monster.

"No, you need to wake up now," Grim continued and shook you awake energetically. "You can sleep in your nice and comfortable bed when we're back at Ramshackle Manor."

You immediately shot up, wide awake and senses all focused on your surroundings. The cosy, warm air that inhabited the library attempted to lull you back to sleep, as did the soft cushions of your chair — but you remained strong and awake. A flabbergasted expression appeared on your face. "Wait, did you say nice and comfortable? Since when is anything at Ramshackle nice and comfortable? It's one large dusty ruin!" you cried out and rubbed your ears in confusion. Perhaps you had heard him incorrectly.

Grim let out a series of barking laughter. "In what universe do you live, master?"

The flabbergasted frown on your face intensified even more. "Did you just call me... master, Grim?" you asked and turned to him in confusion.

"Woof, of course!"

A scream escaped your lips upon finding a grey dog monster sitting in front of you. Just like your trusty cat monster, blue flames flickered in his ears, and he wore a collar with a bow on it. Yet, it was a dog that stood in front of you, not a cat. And that fact was what led you to jump onto your chair in panic. "You're not Grim! You're a dog!" you exclaimed fearfully. "And you're nice! Where is my snarky cat monster? This is some sort of Halloween prank, isn't it? Ace and Deuce set you up to this?"

The adorable dog tilted his head to the side. "Ace and Deuce would never do anything that would compromise their status as model students. They're like the most responsible people I know on campus, much unlike their dormleader," he explained and continued laughing, the sound of it more akin to a bark.

It took you a little while to calm down your breathing, and once your eyes had shrinked to their normal size again, Grim took your hand with his paw and carefully helped you off the chair. You let him do as he pleased, but never ceased to eye him from head to toe suspiciously. "What? That's just outlandish— impossible," you muttered under your breath while he led you out of the library. The absurdity of the situation, however, soon drew a bout of laughter from your lips. You shook your head in disbelief.

"You're behaving strangely today, (Y/n). It's so unlike you to smile and laugh like that!" Grim shot you the happiest smile you had ever seen, and it was adorable how his tongue hung out at the side. "I like this side of yours, though. You should laugh more often."

"I'm laughing because all of this is so funny," you said and wiped a tear from your eye. There still was some part of you that wanted to deny this whole otherworldly experience. "Just tell me where the real Grim is and who set you up to this. If it wasn't Ace and Deuce, then probably Lilia? Yes, Lilia the mastermind." You seemed so confident in your guess.

"No, that's very unlike Lilia. He's the strictest student I know! He has no sense of humour and always complains about the youths. As if that old grandpa would play pranks at all..." Grim rolled his eyes in frustration.

Your laughter increased tenfold. Yes, someone really was playing a prank on you, and they were putting a lot of effort into it, too. "Alright, this is getting kind of spooky now. Consider me frightened out of my socks." Your laughter faded away into a distant echo, and you tried to remove your hand from the dog monster's paw. A disappointed sigh escaping your lips, you begrudgingly muttered, "I'll need to go now, though. My nap was way too long already. I need to study some more at home."

"If you don't believe me, then let's take a tour around campus! You seem like an entirely new person than the prefect I know, master." Again, Grim took a hold of your hand and dragged you away. "Come on, let's go! I wanted to meet up with Ace and Deuce, anyway. It's so hard to hang out with them nowadays... They're always so busy studying and doing extra-curriculars."

"I really wanna see this now." A little grin adorned your face as you trotted along beside him.

"Great, just follow me, master!" Grim chimed enthusiastically and let his tail wag.

You furrowed your eyebrows at the word 'master.' Never had you thought that you would hear that word from his maw, but now that you did, it still felt unreal. "That needs some getting used to..." you muttered under your breath, huffing. "Why have you stopped calling me henchhuman?"

"Henchhuman? That's so disrespectful!" Grim let out a gasp of disbelief and cried out, "You're the one who provides me with a roof over my head and food. I wish to show my gratitude and respect towards you."

"The next thing you're telling me is that you don't like tuna."

"It's not that I despise tuna... I'm just more fond of vegetables."

That was the last straw! None of this was real... perhaps just a fever dream that had gone on for too long already. You pursed your lips and merely laughed the absurdity off. "This can't be real! The Grim I know never eats his vegetables..." Chuckling to yourself, you casually strolled past a row of bookshelves. Through a few holes, however, you managed to spot two familiar students. Curiosity befell you at once. "Wait, who are these guys over there?"

"Those are the brightest and most hard-working students on campus: Kalim and Leona."

Your jaw fell to the floor. "That's not what I know."

"Leona is very nice! He's also very helpful with whatever you need — perhaps you need tutoring sessions?" Grim rambled on quietly, somehow talkative in this strange universe. "Kalim, however... isn't all that outgoing, and he's also very stingy with his family's fortunes. You should see Azul, though! Azul throws parties all the time and buys himself all sorts of unnecessary luxury items."

Just then, Kalim turned around and shot you two a glare that could almost kill. "Hey! Keep your voices down in the library!" the Scarabia student yelled. The rudeness of his tone almost made you faint, especially so when his neighbour chimed in.

"Kalim, no need to shout," Leona reprimanded and shot you an apologetic smile. "That's rude."

At once, you walked away as quickly as you could, by then practically dragging Grim along with you. He needed a little bit of time before he managed to match your pace, and only then did he notice the ghastly expression on your face. "Yeah, this turns everything upside down..." Now that you had seen that everyone really seemed to be the opposite of their real self, you grew giddy. A little grin appeared on your face as you eagerly chimed, "But look, Deuce and Ace are over there."

The two of them looked strange on a closer look; their hair was gelled back neatly. The strange sight caused you to stare at their hairdos in fascination, only snapping out of your trance when Ace began, "Prefect! It's so nice to see you, and you're smiling." He had his lips pursed in surprise. "Oh my, are you feeling unwell?"

"What are you doing out here? You rarely ever leave the Ramshackle Manor," Deuce continued in disbelief. "I thought you disliked spending time with us?"

A gasp escaped your lips, and you stepped forward to ruffle their hair, unable to hold yourself back anymore. "How did you get to that conclusion? You're like my closest friends on campus..." you said before playfully punching their shoulders.

Ace and Deuce gave each other concerned glances before they turned to you again, smiling in delight.

"Someone must have replaced the prefect we know, Ace."

"Strange, huh? But this is a welcome change!" Ace chimed politely. "Would you mind helping us with assisting our dormleader? Riddle is such a clumsy ditz sometimes... I swear, he wouldn't get anything done without us!"

At once, you clapped your hands in delight. "Yes, you needing my help is familiar now! Of course I'll help you."

"Wow, since when are you so willing to help?" Ace asked. "You usually don't want to hear any of our problems..."

Deuce waved him off at once and pushed him away. "Shh, don't question it! Let's just get back to the dorm." Without another word, each boy grabbed your hand and dragged you off into the direction of the Mirror Chamber.

Upon entering the Heartslabyul dorm, the stench of burnt food entered your nostrils and caused you to scrunch up your nose. The further you ventured, the worse the smell became. Eventually, you were forced to pinch your nose with your fingers, unable to bear it any longer.

"Ew, what's this smell?" you asked in disgust.

A shiver ran down Ace's back as he woefully explained, "That would be Trey and his visitor Jamil cooking again... They do this all the time." He motioned for you to stay down and increased the pace of his walking to near run. "Stay low and try not to inhale the fumes... It's not good for your health."

"What?!" you whined in confusion. "But Trey is usually great in the kitchen, Jamil as well!"

"You don't want to try their cooking, believe me..." Deuce muttered and feigned to gag. "But if you want really good food, you should go to Lilia from the Diasomnia dorm. That guy can be quite boring with his no-fun attitude, but his food is amazing!"

As you hurried past the kitchen on your toes, two figures suddenly emerged from the black smoke that shrouded the kitchen. There, in all their glory, stood Jamil and Trey, equipped with baking gloves and a large baking form.

"Hey guys, wanna try our newest creation?" Jamil asked chipperly. "It's supposed to be apple crumble... but it didn't turn out the way we wanted it to." He broke out into laughter entirely uncommon for him, and Trey joined in. Their laughter was loud and carefree, as if they hadn't just destroyed the Heartslabyul kitchen.

"Oh no, they spotted us!" Ace yelled in panic. "Run for your lives!" He grabbed Grim and you by your hand — well, paw in the dog's case — and pulled you past the kitchen as quickly as he could. Luckily for you, Trey and Jamil made no attempt to follow you.

Once you had created enough of a distance to the destroyed kitchen, you slowed down again, all of you out of breath — not only because of the running, but also because of having inhaled perhaps a little bit too much smoke. At last, you had arrived in the common room, where you would be safe from the smoke. However, a little frown decorated your face, and you couldn't help but complain, "Hey, that was mean." You pursed your lips in guilt.

"If you had stayed one more second," Ace said, "you would have died on the spot, believe us."

Suddenly, a little grumble could be heard from a couch in the farthest of corners in the common room. You watched curiously as an orange mop of unstyled hair peeked out from the back lean. "Shh, can you cause a ruckus somewhere else, please?" the student complained before returning to whatever he had been reading previously.

"Huh?" you asked after you had left the common room. "Who was that guy earlier?"

"That's Cater, I don't know much about him, though. He's not all that outgoing," Grim began.

"He's a third-year. He reads all day long and rarely ever goes out," Deuce continued. "He's nice, though— and not afraid to speak his mind. If you need someone to talk to, he's your guy!"

Ace nodded along, then added, "He's also one of the few people on campus that don't have Magicam, can you believe that? I think he and Lilia are the only ones too old-fashioned to even have a phone. Idia is pretty bad with technology... but at least he tries his best?"

"Oh my..." You gulped your shock away. "What happened to Cater..."

When Ace and Deuce came to a halt in front of you, you almost crashed into them. Luckily, you managed to stop yourself before such a thing could happen. Grim remained by your side, curious when the other two turned around to face you.

"Well, (Y/n)," Ace asked seriously. "Are you ready to face our dormleader?"

His attitude somehow instilled a sense of unrest in you, and you suddenly didn't feel prepared at all to handle the Heartslabyul dormleader. Thousands of scenarios flooded your mind... What if he was even worse than the Riddle you knew when you had first met him? Even more rules? Even more strictness? Just as you were about to turn around and run for your life, Deuce began laughing at your terrified expression.

"Please tell me that Riddle isn't that scary," you begged with folded hands.

"Scary? No, our dormleader is the complete opposite of scary," Deuce explained and punched Ace's shoulder for having scared you so much. "He's the most relaxed and fun guy around here! Although... he can be very lazy, and you can never trust him to be reliable when it comes to projects and managing the dorm."

"It's basically Deuce and me running Heartslabyul right now," Ace explained, a soft sigh escaping his lips.

That sounded stranger than you would have liked to admit, but at last you had no opportunity to voice your disbelief. Not wasting any time, Ace grabbed the door knobs and twisted them to the side. The door swung open easily, revealing an unimaginable scene of chaos in the dormleader's room. Papers were strewn everywhere, as lay all sorts of clothing items on the floor. The scenery was very, very unlike the Riddle you knew.

What shocked you the most, however, were the flamingos that walked around in his room. Weren't they supposed to be kept in their shed in the garden? In this universe, apparently not.

"Guys! Come right over," Riddle exclaimed between wheezes of laughter. "Wanna join me in building the world's largest flamingo tower?"

Just as he had said, the flamingos were standing on each other's shoulders. Two or three were already managing to stand on top of each other, barely even keeping their balances. Next to the beginnings of the tower stood a ladder that the dormleader had climbed. In his arms was the next flamingo he intended to place on top to further increase the height of his tower.

"Those poor flamingos..." you said and winced when the lowest flamingo lost its balance. Thus, everything toppled over, as well.

"Perhaps we will help with the flamingos another time, dormleader," Ace said, deadpanning. "You need to do your homework first! We know that Professor Crewel is very lenient... but you can't always slack off like this."

"Fine..." Riddle crossed his arms like a small child after he had climbed off the ladder again. "I'll do my homework if that will make you happy."

The two first-years hummed in satisfaction, then turned to you, smiling. "We'll have to stay here, so that he doesn't break any of the Queen of Hearts' rules," Deuce said while guiding Riddle over to his desk. "But you have a fun time around campus on such a special day as this!"

"And come visit us again sometime, (Y/n). We like this version of you much more," Ace added with a wink.

"Huh, okay..." A queasy smile on your lips, you waved at them one last time before Grim dragged you out of the room again.

"Let's leave! Ace and Deuce will have their hands full..." Grim announced in excitement. "I'll show you around campus! How about the botanical garden next?"

"Sure..."

The sound of birds chirping and the smell of the flowers that decorated the large flower beds brought some much needed sense of normalcy back. Today had been a strange day — and your friends here at Night Raven College had been behaving especially strange. The small break allowed you think: why were you here, how had you even gotten here, and how would you be able to return to your own universe?

There were hundreds of questions, of none you had the answer.

The panic that would have otherwise already taken over your senses was warded off by the peaceful atmosphere that the botanical garden brought you. Perhaps you should enjoy this little encursion. There was no benefit in going mad, was there? And, this could be a lot of fun, too.

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you trotted down the cobbled paths alongside your dog companion. "At least the botanical garden is still as beautiful as before..." Your closed eyes fluttered open when your ears noticed the sound of soft snores not too far away. After a while, your searching gaze found a curled up figure in the shadow of a large tree. You tilted your head in curiosity. "Who's that napping by the tree? Leona?" you asked the dog monster.

He, however, shook his head vigorously, as if you had just said the most outlandish things ever. "No, that's Ruggie's special napping place. He's pretty lazy and sleeps all day long— never worked a day in his life. He doesn't really believe in hard work, similar to Jack... That guy always bullies me and inflicts all kinds of injustices upon unfortunate students!"

"That's really disturbing... Jack would never do something like that," you muttered and shivered in discomfort. The confused look on your face disappeared at once upon spotting a familiar pair of twins in the distance. Even from here, you could see their pearly white yet sharp teeth in their mouths. You gulped audibly and tried to pull Grim behind a bush. "Oh no, Floyd and Jade are approaching us—"

"No worries!" Grim said, not budging. "Calm down, they're really nice."

Deciding to trust him, you remained where you stood despite your instincts telling you to run for the hills. The eel twins approached you slowly, a carefree swing to their walk. Only once they stood in front of you did you notice that their blue hair was much longer than you were used to. Even stranger, their lips were twisted into genuine smiles.

"Yooo— peace be with you, brother," Jade said and extended his hand towards Grim for a high-five. Once his palm was hit by a paw, a little chuckle escaped the merman's smiling lips. "I hope you've been well."

Floyd shot you the calmest smile you had ever seen on his face. "Oh? And the prefect! May your life be full with peace and happiness." A little bit concerned, he waved his arms around, as if to ward off the bad aura that surrounded you. "You look so shaken. Just chill— Don't let the bad energy weigh you down."

"Your vibes are really not it right now," Jade said and furrowed his eyebrows. Then, he joined in on warding off the bad vibes. You had to suppress your laughter as the twins continued to flail their arms around you in a form of some ritual. After they were done, they looked at each other and nodded in satisfaction. "Let's go see how Rook is doing!" Jade chirped and pranced off into the distance. "That boy needs some of our positive energy in his life."

Floyd remained behind to give you a wave. "It was super nice to meet you, prefect! Remember to always chill~" he stressed and patted you both on the head. "Choose the way of the pacifist!" Then, he followed his brother into the distance, an eternally satisfied smile on his lips.

This was the strangest thing you had seen all day, and you could no longer hide your shock anymore. Your jaw basically laying on the floor, you cried out, "What. Was. That." Your eyes were still as wide as saucers as you slowly turned your head to the dog monster.

"Those were the hippie brothers!" Grim explained, as if nothing was wrong. "Very nice, like I said."

You shook your head in horror and buried your face in your hands. "Let's just go somewhere else... I feel creeped out now."

"Sure, would you like a snack at the cafeteria?"

"I feel faint... so why not."

The cafeteria was fairly quiet at this hour, much to your delight. Having met such a strange version of the Leech twins had somehow put you into a strange state of mind. You were disturbed, to put it lightly. But after a little snack from the kitchen, you felt much better already. Still, you wished to get back to your real world where things weren't as hauntingly strange and unnerving.

It was like the creator of this universe had taken one singular trait of these complex characters and twisted this one singular trait into the opposite, disregarding everything else. Thus, the complex and diverse personalities of your friends had been turned into flat and one-dimensional caricatures of themselves. This probably was what made this entire universe of opposites so scary.

The only good thing you got out of this whole experience was that, in retrospect, most of the counters had been genuinely funny. But more importantly, you felt like you had grown to appreciate your friends more now. Perhaps it was good that Riddle always insisted on order. Perhaps it was good that Trey and Jamil could cook...

Your gloomy thoughts disappeared when you finally recognised another familiar face. You poked Grim's side until you had his attention and pointed to a table full with mouth-watering food. Two people occupied the table, a blond and a lavender-haired boy. They seemed to be talking with the camera that stood on the table, as well.

A sigh of relief fell from your lips. "Oh! Finally, someone I recognise! That's Vil and Epel, right?" you asked in amusement, though a sense of dread befell you. "You better tell me that Vil is still some sort of mentor to Epel, and that Vil is still famous and pretty."

"Yes, all of that is correct!" Grim nodded between snickers.

Yet, the smile of relief dissipated at once when you took a closer look at the table: there lay a massive quantity of food. You gulped nervously, a little bit scared when you asked, "Wait... what are they doing? They're not eating all of that by themselves, right?"

"Didn't you know? Vil is famous for eating lots of food in his live streams. What do they call it again? Hm... oh yes, mukbang! He's a mukbanger."

Then and there, you wanted to pull your hair out. The other things had been funny... but this was a little bit too bizarre to be entertaining. You felt plain out horrible, and you had to avert your gaze from the massive quantity of food. "No, no, no. That's so unlike him! That's not true!" you cried out in despair. "Vil always makes sure to have a balanced diet. This amount is definitely not balanced..."

"Look! Over there, we have another streamer," Grim said and pointed to another table with a camera. "That's Idia and his little brother Ortho."

You were baffled when you saw with your own eyes that he was smiling into the camera, talking in a chipper and cheerful way. "Wait, Idia is outgoing enough to be a live streamer?" you stammered out in disbelief.

"Yeah! Malleus, Vil, and Idia are like the most popular people on Magicam right now." Grim let out a little chuckle when he noticed Idia fumbling with the controls of his computer. "Although... Idia is really bad with technology, so his little brother Ortho always helps him out."

"Wait, how do I end the live stream, Ortho?"

"Just press the 'end live stream' button, brother."

You broke out into laughter as well. "Oh man, and Malleus knows how to use technology?" you asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah! He always posts about all sorts of parties he's attending."

"What kind of universe is this..." you asked yourself in amusement. This was funny, you had to admit. Your laughter grew even louder, by now catching the attention of the live stream stars in the cafeteria. "Let's go outside. I think we're disturbing them."

"Sure, I could use a breather, too!" Grim chimed and led you outside to the courtyard.

The fresh air managed to cool down your warm cheeks and soothe the aching of your face from all the laughing. Your eyes soon fell on a hunched over student by the other end of the courtyard. Seated on a lone bench, he seemed to be scribbling away in a notebook. You couldn't see his face though, his deep-black bangs covered his face.

"Who's that emo kid with the bob cut over there?"

"That's Rook. He's always had such a pessimistic outlook on life!" Grim warned, looking like he wanted nothing more than to turn around and walk away from him. "Don't talk to him, or else you'll become depressed in seconds, as well."

"No way that this is the Rook I know," you muttered under your breath, and against his warnings, you stepped forward and decided to approach him. The Pomefiore student didn't react to you until you stood right in front of him, your shadow looming over him. "Rook, is that really you? Are you alright?"

When he raised his head, you were indeed graced with the face of the usually optimistic hunter. However, this version of him had bags beneath his fox-like eyes and an unusual scowl on his face. "Oh prefect... My feelings? Don't worry about those, nobody does anyway," Rook said bitterly. "This world only brings you pain, only pain! It's full of ugly and dangerous things! There is absolutely no beauty left. But it's not as if you could ever understand me, nobody does!"

Alarmed by his sudden breakdown, you raised your hands into the air and stepped backwards. "Sheesh, you were right, Grim," you muttered once you were by your loyal companion's side again.

Just when you thought you had seen one of the weirdest things today, you noticed two figures approaching you from your right. Upon closer look, you soon recognised them as Sebek and Silver. The former especially walked at the speed of light — towards you.

A calm smile graced Sebek's features as he wrapped his arms around you. "A human... I love humans," he said and stroked your head gently, like you were a costly artifact. Then, he hummed in satisfaction and turned to his second-year friend with hopeful eyes. "Can I keep this one, Silver?"

Silver shook his head in embarrassment. "Shh, don't just go around hugging people, Sebek— I told you that it's creepy to treat humans like pets."

"Silver, you're wide awake?" you asked in curiosity. "How strange."

"I'm always wide awake," Silver replied matter-of-factly.

Yes, this was the very last straw you could take. A sense of panic made itself evident in your chest after you had freed yourself from Sebek's embrace again. You stumbled over to the dog monster and cried out, "Grim, I need to get out of here—" You couldn't take it anymore; this was all too much. All you wanted was to go back to your real friends with their real personalities.

"Why? You should stay here!" Grim whined and pawed at your blazer. "Everyone likes this version of you. The prefect from this universe is always grumpy and hates helping people — the opposite of you!"

A sigh escaping your lips, you rubbed your temples in exhaustion. "Hey, I don't smile 24/7... I'm also grumpy when I'm stressed out." Though, you pursed your lips and insisted, "I'm not from here... I want everything to go back to normal."

"Wake up," distorted voices suddenly said. "Wake up. Wake up."

You snapped your head around to find the sources of these voices, but nobody else aside from Grim stood in the courtyard with you — Rook, Sebek, and Silver had already disappeared.

Suddenly, Grim in front of you chanted, "Wake up, (Y/n)."

At once, you shot up from your table. Your back ached, as did your bottom despite the cushioned chair you had been sitting on. Your head snapped around you, and you soon realised that you sat in the library. Next to you stood none other than regular looking Ace and Deuce — as well as a cat monster!

"W-What happened?!" you cried out, still startled.

"You've been asleep for a while now, henchhuman," Grim explained and rolled his eyes. "We were worried about you! But at least you chose to fall asleep in the library..."

Upon hearing him call you 'henchhuman,' you extended your arms out to the cat and picked him up. Despite his squirming, you squeezed him close to you in delight. "Oh, Grim! Grim, my dearly beloved— I had a horrible nightmare! Everyone's personality were switched to the exact opposite— They were basically opposite, one-dimensional caricatures of themselves. It was like someone took just one character trait and twisted it into the exact opposite extreme. It was horrible! Everyone was so scarily flat... You guys were barely even human anymore, more like caricatures."

Deuce furrowed his eyebrows in concern. "Huh? Poor you, (Y/n)."

"The nightmare made me realise how much I love all of you — with all your strengths and flaws," you said, a bright and relieved smile on your lips. "There's nothing about you I would want to be different..."

"Wow, so the nightmare was that bad?" Ace asked, grinning.

You nodded, a shiver running down your back. "Let's just say I got a hell of a spook for Halloween..."

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michelletsw · 6 months

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Ace won't go back to his own dorm

Grim: ace can I ask you a question?

Ace: uh ya sure

Grim: why don't you go back to your own house and leave us alone!

Perfect says they don't have a favorite

*Deuce sneezes*

Perfect: Deuce, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!

*Ace sneezes*

Perfect: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

Vil: Wake up! The sun is shining!

Epel: What do you want me to do, photosynthesis?

Grim: Strawberry milk doesn’t taste like strawberry OR milk.

Perfect: Go the fuck to sleep Grim..

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tswhiisftteedr · 3 months

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Good Pup ☆ One Shot

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

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

Based on this ask and poll.

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

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

☆ more under the cut. ☆

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A bit earlier,

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

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

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

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

“NO!” Sebek tells you horrified.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What? How’s that?” Deuce questions.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Wh-What?”

“Don’t make me repeat myself mutt!”

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

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

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

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

“Yes!..sir—!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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first year gang (+ grim if that's okay) reacting to yuu/mc getting heavily injured in front of them and losing lots of blood? (mostly from overblot)

it can be plantonic or romantic

Another request to go ! Thank you for requesting Anon, I'm so sorry it came out so late. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I loved doing it.

Content : You get heavily injured in a fight with another overblot, how do the first years individually react to such a devastating sight ?

Warning(s) : mentions of blood and injury, reader is gender neutral so they/them, it can be platonic or romantic whatever suits your taste, might have cussing ? idk. Anyways, have a fun time reading.

First years reacting to mc/yuu getting hurt :

Ace Trappola

If I remember correctly, an insult was enough to make him worked up. He literally punched the living sh*t out of his dorm leader, so try imagining what would happen if you got physically injured.

His mind instantly snaps upon seeing you get hurt, he may sometimes act like a jerk. But no one hurts his best friend.

Especially you.

Loses his temper, will try to murder whoever is over blotting even if they're not mentally stable.

hell he isn't either, after they turn back to normal, he won't hesitate to slap them across the face and spit as many insults there is.

When you're brought to the school nurse, he isn't coming because he's not done with your attacker but Ace will shoot you an anxious glance.

Once you heal up, this guy will fucking scold you but he means good. For once you're not the mom of the group.

"What kind of idiot jumps right in front of strike ?! You're lucky we saved you or you would've been dead by now stupid-"

He's not nice about it cause you made him way too worried. He's supposed to be the one messing around, don't be so reckless especially if your life is at stake.

Doesn't mind fun but not the type of fun that's gonna get you killed.

"*sigh* just c'mere- Yeah don't ask why I'm hugging you, that answer is FAIRLY OBVIOUS !"

Deuce spade

Deuce is one of the first to check up on you and your injury, if you're unconscious he's going to repeatedly call out your name and beg you to wake up.

He's panicking, and he knows that it doesn't help the situation. But fear quickly turned into anger by the time you were put to safety.

"You...HOW DARE YOU HURT THEM ?! YOU SICK BASTARD !"

There goes that guy, rest his soul cause getting killed by deuce is the exact opposite of he died peacefully in his sleep.

after a couple days, you would be fully recovered and you can bet this blue haired ex-delinquent will be all over you.

He'll scold you too but not as much as Ace, deuce is a sweet idiot and honestly I love him for it.

Deuce is trying his best but he can't help being mad at himself for not being able to protect you, you're his best friend/Lover !

You need to reassure him that you're fine and that's enough, he's glad you're trying to cheer him up but YOU'RE THE ONE WITH A RUPTURED SPINE- HOW THE HELL IS THAT FAIR ?!

"Repeat after me : I promise.." "Deuce this is stupid" "NO, say 'I promise..?" "...I promise..." "TO NEVER BECOME A HUMAN SHIELD"

"...."

"Just do it."

"...I promise I won't become a....human shield..?"

Epel Felmier

Ok this man is loosing his temper. But like imagine the : you called him a girl temper, now reimagine that but then triple the anger.

Yup.

That attacker/overblot dude is dead, he's about to die.

Like Epel doesn't even need help he's already cowboying his way through- wait is that a damn lasso.

Destroying the whole area as if he was an active tornado just obliterating everything and everyone.

Epel is most likely to stand by this quote : "You mess with them/her/him, you mess with me."

Doesn't matter if you're just his friend or partner, that man has loyalty and he is going to tackle anyone in the stomach just for looking at you the wrong way.

He may look pretty but he is deadly, I can assure you that no need to test it.

He won't be panicking when you recover, he's just gonna be relieved you're ok.

Will probably pout a little cause you worried him so much but besides that he hopes that you won't pull a stunt like that again.

"I'm glad to see that you're doing alright.."

Sebek Zigvolt

Ok this one. Is pissed.

He's not gonna let that offense go, you and wake-sama are placed on an equal pedestal so it means that if you get hurt then that means the only suitable punishment to the cause is d e a t h.

Crocodile Sebek goes BRRRRRRRR-

Proceeds to annihilate the bastard, like have some fucking mercy dude- I have never seen a scrope pounding this severe in my whole entire life.

yeah no, the victim isn't getting up after getting his balls turned into a size eleven sneaker.

Sebek is gonna give you those 4 hour lectures when you wake up and there is no escaping it cause you got a leg turned into mash potato.

"And so that is why you should NEVER put yourself in danger EVER again-"

"EPel please save me"

"Where do you think you're going ?!"

🎶RUN FAST FOR YOUR MOTHER, FAST FOR YOUR FATHER~ !!!

RUN FOR YOUR CHILDREN, FOR YOUR SISTERS AND BROTHERS 🎶

🎶LEAVE ALL YOUR LOVE AND YOUR LONGING BEHIND-!!

YOU CAN'T CARRY IT WITH YOU IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE~🎶

THE DOG DAYS ARE OVER-ER !!!

Sorry I got carried away, I just love this song so much T_T.

Running through the halls like a one-legged track star as students just hear Sebek yelling from the other side of campus.

Jack Howl

Ok he turns into big wolf boy the second he takes the sight of you getting hit and heavily injured.

He is going to eat that overbold guy alive, no questions asked.

He was baring his teeth before now he's full on destroying them into oblivion.

Man gets angry, growling was a warning until they crossed the damn line by putting you in danger.

"I WON'T FORGIVE YOU FOR THIS !"

Now it doesn't really matter wether he's your partner, best friend or some kind of family figure. Cause that man is guarantee the best guy to have around, like...LOOK AT HIM !?

he may act tough but he's a real softie that does his best to play fair and square.

No matter what you see him as, Jack is protective and looks after to you. Even more than you can do actually !

Once the fight is over, he's going to the nurse to check up on you.

When he sees that you're out of harms way he's gonna grumble a little bit.

"You really are reckless, don't pull a stunt like that again..Uh ?! No I wasn't worried ! You're strong, there is no way that kind of injury would be able to take you out anyway. But still...I'm glad to see you're alright."

I know this isn't very good, I'm sorry for not being active as much these days but since it's now the holidays. I'll be posting a lot more with how much time I got !

Thank you for reading !

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