Crewel's Fiancée

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[lakeffect]

A Potent Brew - Crewel x Teacher!Reader

A/N: In honor of Crewel EN release!

Warnings: Not sfw, aphrodisiacs, potions, mild dub-con, fluff, humor, not beta read!

Crewel knows he's a horrible influence but he simply doesn't care.

After you started dating, you insisted on keeping things hush hush. To him that meant carrying on as normal, talking in the halls, sitting together for lunch when your schedules lined up, to you it meant completely icing him out during the work day.

It took you weeks to agree to say hello to him when your when your paths crossed in the hallway and several more to convince you that having an occasional lunch together wouldn't automatically signal to the students and other faculty that the two of you are fucking. He'd hoped that dating meant that the two of your could sneak around campus. He could show you some of the spots he'd proven to be beyond the surveillance of faculty during his time as a student, but he should have known you were too demure to let him press you against an apple tree in the campus woods.

But then one day the universe granted him a gift. One of the students was smuggling a love potion on campus, a Pomefiore student managed to make a horribly potent and entirely unstable concoction. You weren't the potions intended target, but that didn't stop the highly volatile cocktail from exploding on you once you'd confiscated it.

Now at least the pups were smart enough to call him. Crewel was quick escort you away. Not the lab to make the antidote, that would take too much time. Or rather, thats what he tells you when you ask him why he's taking you down a secret corridor. He has to make you cum to lessen the potions effects, he insists.

"Just hurry up and eat me out," you scold once you and Divus enter an isolated office— one of many in a hall dedicated to hosting visiting Professors and researchers in the Summer months. You don't stray far from him, you’re directly in front of him when he turns around after locking the door, your skirt hiked around your hips and a pout on your lips. Only a potion could convince you to be so shameless, but it was rather typical of you to be demanding when you need his help. Thank seven it wasn't too difficult to get you to comply as the potions more potent effects started to kick in.

Now he has you on the desk, your panties stuffed deep in his pocket with two of his fingers wedged snugly in your cunt. He loves the way you tug on his vest to steady yourself. Your lips meeting his with matched intensity. You'd been so unwilling to take a risk like this and Crewel wasn't about to let you regret it. You were still tense, the amateur potion hadn't made you completely pliant. You were poised to to bolt like a rabbit at the first sign of trouble but the way he had you steadily inching towards your climax had you settling down bit by bit.

He was ravenous to do this with you. It made him feel 17 all over again. Sneaking off during the school day for some frisky activity with an off campus guest. Those were simpler times, as he reminisces, Divus allows himself a moment to be delighted by this turn of events. Once you were in your right mind you'd probably scold him and claim he "took advantage" of you. And so what if he did?

You're his now and its obvious you're relishing in every single caress and tender kiss. In a short amount of time he's learned your body like the back of his hand and he's always ready and willing to put that knowledge to the test. Divus breaks your passionate onslaught of kisses to unbutton your blouse, pushing the left cup of your bra down to take a nipple between his teeth— teasing you with his teeth and tongue in the way he knows you love. A piercing moan erupts from your throat, causing Crewel to quickly straighten and cover your mouth with his broad palm.

"Careful darling, no one comes down this hall but let's not encourage them to investigate, hmm?"

You don't even nod in reply, to which Crewel scoffs. All you do is cant your hips to match the thrust of his lithe fingers filling your pussy. "Shameless pet," he chides.

As mere minutes pass, you continue to moan into the meat of his palm, now entirely too far gone to care. The dusty wood of the desk feels chalky against your palms, if you were in your right mind you'd worry about dirtying your nails as they dig into the grainy surface, but right now it took all of your efforts just to hold yourself up right as Divus plundered your cunt and teased your breasts. Your eyes lazily rove from his stern brows to his pink full lips as he suckles at you. You bring a hand the run through the soft hair on his nape and hold him closer to you. Oh this was a horrible idea, letting him do this to you, but right now you couldn't quite remember why...

Crewel had to play this carefully. He peered up at your hazy blissful expression with barely contained glee. Divus wasn't completely lying when he said he needed to make you come to get the potions effects to subside. One orgasm would leave you still a little hot under the collar but lucid enough to deal with your symptoms for the rest of the day. And once that happened you'd immediately come to your senses and demand the two of you stop, lest you get caught.

Ideally you wouldn't have your release until he managed to bully his thick cock into you, but Crewel always forgets how quickly you manage to come on his fingers. Just as he's relishing in the feeling of your delicate fingers in his hair as his tongue teases your stiff peak, your hand leaves his neck to coil around his wrist, holding it in place as you ride through your release which has collected in a wet spray on the table.

Divus clicks his tongue and shifts his eyes to your blissful expression. His hand still clamped over your lips. "Naughty pet, you weren't supposed to do that yet." He lazily pulls his soaked fingers out of you, letting your ride out your climax despite being incredibly disappointed by its abrupt arrival.

You collapse into his chest and after a few shuddering breaths against his his satiny dress shirt, you look up at your boyfriend’s petulant expression and hit him on the shoulder.

"Divus are you crazy?! What if we were caught?!" You try your best to gracefully maneuver around your release that's pooled on the table, but find no exit strategy. Seeing your distress your boyfriend lifts you from the desk top to your feet.

"You were loving every minute of it." He replies, a touch defensive. "Your lewd little moans confirmed as much."

"That's not the point. I'm sure we'd have a hard time of convincing Crowley to look the other way if a student caught us." You point out, shocked he doesn't seem to share your concern.

"No we wouldn't darling, it's Crowley. He'd be too annoyed at the prospect of running a job search committee to fire us." Divus counters.

"Well, I don't need rumors about us spreading amongst the faculty, or the students for that matter."

"Trust me they already are, if anything witnessing our little rendezvous would confirm their suspicions." Not a big deal in Crewel's mind any other staff members or students should know that you're his for that matter.

"And scar them for life." You say as your slip your heels back on and smooth the pleated fabric of your skirt.

"More like provide an important demonstration of female pleasure they might not otherwise receive," Divus rebuts with a smug grin.

"You're incorrigible." You speed past him in a huff, heading to the door, but you pause, sighing deeply and slowly turning to face your insufferable boyfriend.

"Don't tell me you're actually, mad?" He questions. You ignore him.

"Divus, my panties please." You hold a hand out expectantly. Your expression stony and serious.

"If you want those back you'll have to finish what we started." Divus teases.

"Divus!" Your tone causes him to straighten, just a little. It's become more than clear you're done with his games.

"Oh alright darling, I'd tell you not to get your panties in a twist but you can't can you?"

You don't look amused as he draws closer.

"I'll give them back if you answer my question honestly, did you like it?" He reaches for the buttons of your shirt and gently does each undone one. Despite your frustration the gesture is so tender, you feel your cheeks warming against your will.

Divus searches your eyes intently to look for any sign of deception as you think on your answer.

"If I've crossed a line, I'll never forgive myself." He says quieter, taking your hands in his and pressing an apologetic kiss against your knuckles.

"I loved it." You admit in a whisper, looking into his gossamer colored eyes. "That's why I came so quickly," you confess. He grins wildly at your admission. "However! I prefer not to put my job in jeopardy." You jab your finger into his chest, to emphasize your point.

"I would never put your job in jeopardy pet." He purrs, entirely satisfied knowing you enjoyed this impromptu rendezvous. "And now lunch isn't even over, and you're back to your usual well behaved self." He presses a hand to your forehead. "Well mostly."

"I suppose...." You look Divus up and down, briefly sparing a glance back to the locked door before returning your attention to him. You bite your lip quietly acknowledge that your boyfriend now looks disheveled in the most sexy way imaginable. "My symptoms aren't entirely gone. You fan your neck with your hand, to really sell the dark flush across your skin. And it seems you have a problem that you'll need help with." You nod toward his tenting slacks.

You saunter over to the desk, and bend over it, tossing a coy glance over your shoulder. An invitation and an agreement of complicity.

Divus advances on you and in two eager strides he’s pressing his hips against your ass and smiling into the crook of your neck. You feel yourself grinning in return at the intimacy of his gesture, and rock your hips back into his prominent bulge. For a moment you turn your gaze forward and— "gah!"

"What?!" Divus startles at your outburst, lifting his head to see what all the fuss is about.

"Mroooow." Lucius settles into a haughty seat on the ledge outside of the window. His steely green eyes trained on you and Crewel.

"Shit." Divus mutters a rare curse. "Well at least we know he accepts bribes."

[twstassets]

High-res Base card for Cater Diamond - La Bonbonnière

[loveanyanime]

twst ver. part 9. the staff as husbands(I think it will be better as husbands instead of as a boyfriend, soo...)

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Divus crewel:

As a husband, Divus Crewel would likely be demanding but caring, with a strong sense of responsibility and a deep appreciation for style and refinement. He would be a partner who takes pride in his spouse and ensures they are well-cared for.

A Demanding Partner: Crewel has very rigid opinions on things like fashion and etiquette and would expect his partner to meet his high standards. He would likely be very particular about his spouse's appearance and may enjoy styling them or designing clothes for them.

Fiercely Protective: Though his "tough love" approach is initially intimidating, he is shown to be fiercely protective of those under his care, referring to them as his "pups". In a marriage, this protectiveness would be even stronger, and he would ensure his partner is safe and secure.

Responsible and Competent: Compared to some of his colleagues, Crewel is a highly competent and responsible adult who takes his duties seriously. This would translate into a stable home life, where he is likely to handle his responsibilities with efficiency.

Appreciative of Intelligence and Initiative: While strict with students who cause trouble (like Grim), he is kind and encouraging to those who show a sincere desire to learn and improve. He would value a partner who is intelligent, takes initiative, and perhaps shares his interest in science, fashion, or classic cars.

A "Hot-Shot" with Luxury Tastes: Crewel loves luxury items and has expensive hobbies like collecting vintage cars. As a partner, he would likely enjoy the finer things in life and spoil his spouse with gifts that reflect his opulent tastes.

Not One for "Fake Flattery": He would give genuine compliments, meaning that any praise from him would be highly valued and sincere.

a marriage with Divus Crewel would involve a relationship where high expectations are balanced by deep, if stern, affection and a comfortable, luxurious lifestyle.

Mozus trein:

As a husband, Mozus Trein would be a reserved and highly traditional partner who values intellect, discipline, and quiet devotion. His primary focus would be a stable and respectable family life, built on a foundation of discipline and mutual respect rather than outward displays of affection.

A Traditionalist: Trein adheres to classic manners and values, expecting those around him to be well-behaved and respectful. He would likely desire a traditional household and a partner who upholds these values.

Stern but Fair: He is a strict educator with an air of "quiet anger" who demands obedience and discipline. As a husband, he would set clear boundaries and expectations, though they would be applied fairly. He is likely a man of his word.

Intellectual Companion: Trein is the history professor and an avid reader. He would value a partner who is intellectual and engaging, someone who can hold intelligent conversations on a range of topics, particularly history and literature.

Quietly Affectionate (Especially with Pets): While he is generally stern and stoic, his soft spot for his cat, Lucius, is a significant part of his character. This indicates a capacity for deep, quiet affection reserved for his closest companions. He would likely be a caring, albeit reserved, pet owner and potentially a doting, if strict, parent.

A Stable and Reliable Provider: He is a highly competent and responsible member of the school faculty. In a marriage, he would provide a stable, secure, and well-managed home environment, ensuring all practical needs are met without extravagance.

Respects Privacy: Trein is a private individual who would respect his spouse's personal space and time. He is not the type to pry or overshare; he values discretion and personal boundaries.

Not One for Frivolity: He would not appreciate a partner who is overly dramatic, loud, or frivolous. He prefers a calm and orderly atmosphere.

a marriage with Mozus Trein would be a stable, intellectual partnership grounded in mutual respect and a shared appreciation for tradition and discipline. Affection would likely be shown through acts of service and quiet companionship rather than grand romantic gestures.

Ashton vargas:

(can't find anything better than this lol)

As a husband, Ashton Vargas would be a high-energy, action-oriented partner who prioritizes health, strength, and an active lifestyle above all else. He would likely be an enthusiastic and supportive husband, provided his spouse shares his passion for fitness and "muscle power."

A "Gym Bro" Partner: Vargas's life revolves around fitness, diet, and physical activity. He would expect his spouse to be equally enthusiastic about maintaining peak physical condition. Dates would likely involve intense workouts, runs on the beach, or competitive sports. He would be very particular about meal plans and nutrition.

Encouraging and Energetic: He is a highly motivational coach (though often to a comical extreme). In a marriage, this energy would translate into an incredibly enthusiastic and supportive partner who genuinely wants his spouse to be the strongest and best version of themselves.

Vain and Appreciative of Aesthetics: Inspired by Gaston, he loves looking at himself in the mirror and is proud of his physique. He would appreciate a physically fit and good-looking partner and would likely compliment them often on their form and strength.

Simple and Direct Communication: Vargas is not one for complex emotional drama or intellectual debates. He has a simple worldview: "Muscles are the solution." Communication in the marriage would likely be direct and straightforward, avoiding unnecessary complications.

Passionate (About Fitness): His passion is undeniable. If this passion could extend to his relationship, he would be a very "hot-blooded" and enthusiastic partner, showing his affection through physical activity and shared goals.

Protective: His belief in strength translates into a protective streak. He would likely be a very physically capable husband who could handle any physical threat, ensuring his spouse feels safe and secure (provided they can keep up with his warm-up routine).

Needs Validation: Similar to his inspiration, he likely needs a fair amount of admiration and applause. A partner who can genuinely appreciate his hard work and physical prowess would be essential for a harmonious relationship.

a marriage with Ashton Vargas would be a very active, health-conscious, and energetic partnership, perfect for someone who considers a morning run a romantic gesture and appreciates a partner who is physically strong and direct.

Sam:

As a husband, Sam would be a charismatic, resourceful, and deeply connected partner who navigates life with a smile and a hint of mystery. Inspired by Dr. Facilier, he balances a friendly, approachable nature with a sharp business sense and an air of the unknown. He'd bring a unique energy to a marriage, always resourceful and full of charm.

A Charismatic Communicator: Sam is incredibly social and has a natural way with people, easily making friends and putting others at ease. As a husband, he would be engaging, communicative, and excellent at social events. He would make his partner feel seen and special with his playful banter and genuine warmth.

Resourceful and Well-Connected: He can acquire nearly anything, thanks to his network of contacts (the "friends on the other side"). This translates to a highly capable partner who can solve problems creatively and ensure a comfortable life. You could expect unique, thoughtful, and often surprising gifts from his shop.

A Hint of Mystery: His connection to the "other side" adds an intriguing, private dimension to his character. While he's open and friendly, he likely keeps some secrets or business dealings close to his chest. This would require a partner who values trust and appreciates a little bit of the unknown.

Talented and Appreciative of the Arts: An excellent pianist and a talented tap dancer, he has a creative streak. He would value a partner's personal passions and artistic pursuits, potentially enjoying evenings spent playing music or appreciating the arts together.

Pragmatic and Business-Minded: Sam is astute in business, always looking for a good deal or a unique opportunity. He would likely be the financially savvy partner, ensuring a stable foundation for the marriage, even while dealing in "mystery" goods.

Loves the Unique and Eclectic: His world is filled with interesting and unusual items. His home life would likely be unconventional and intriguing, filled with artifacts and an atmosphere that reflects his unique personality.

a marriage with Sam would be a dynamic and engaging partnership, full of charm, stability, and the intriguing allure of a man who always has a card up his sleeve.

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next characters will be.... Hints: someone who is close to lilia, jamil and the leech twins + someone else from an event. anyways, bye, bye!

[adrianasunderworld]

The game once again calling them Bitchless.

Oh Riddle. Honey, no, that's not-

[cancerdust96]

For real 😭😭😭

[ventique18]

A simple guide for every new twst fan. Non-negotiable. No exceptions allowed.

[nekonaps0]

Brushstrokes and Blushes

✦fem!reader, Ace Trappola

✦The last thing Ace expected when he got dragged into an elective art class was to develop a huge, ridiculous crush on the teacher.

✦Humor, Fluff, Teacher!Reader, Ace Being a Menace, Protective Deuce

✦Word Count: 2,409

The last thing Ace expected when he got dragged into an elective art class was to develop a huge, ridiculous crush on the teacher.

It all started on a sluggish Tuesday afternoon.

Ace flopped into the nearest stool in the art room, dramatically dragging his sketchpad behind him.

“Ugh. Can’t believe I had to fill an elective slot. Why couldn’t it be something easy like… broom flying or potion tasting?”

Deuce, ever the responsible one, sat beside him with better posture and a furrowed brow.

“You already failed broom flying, remember? And you can’t ‘taste’ potions if you blow them up.”

Ace rolled his eyes. “Still better than drawing. What am I gonna do? Doodle some hearts and hope I pass?”

Deuce sighed. “Just try not to get detention.”

But before either could complain further, the door opened.

And you walked in.

You were smiling. Softly, genuinely. Wearing a pastel-toned blouse smudged slightly with paint, hair tucked back with two clips, and a warmth that filled the whole room. The soft clink of your earrings and the smell of oil paint and florals preceded your calm voice as you greeted the class.

“Good afternoon, everyone. I’m Y/N, your new art teacher. I’m really happy to be here with all of you.”

Ace sat up straighter.

You were… cute.

No—hot.

No—hot and cute?!

“Let’s start with something simple today,” you continued, motioning to the front of the classroom. “You don’t need to be perfect. Just draw what you feel. Art’s more about expression than execution.”

Ace’s brain short circuited at the way you smiled. Did your eyes just sparkle or was that the overhead lights?

You passed out supplies and complimented each student in some way. You were patient with Cater when he drew a selfie instead of the still life you’d assigned. You didn’t even get mad when Grim spilled paint on the desk. And when you stopped by Ace’s desk, leaning slightly over his shoulder to look at the messy sketch he’d done of a half finished apple, your voice was soft and encouraging.

“That’s a great start. Try adding some shadow here, just like this…” You gently guided his pencil with yours. “See? It gives the apple a bit more dimension.”

Ace, who normally hated being corrected, stared at you with wide eyes and a pounding heart.

He was in trouble.

When you moved on to help another student, Ace blinked down at his paper. For the first time in his life, he actually cared whether a drawing turned out okay. Not because he loved art, but because you told him he could do better.

He nudged Deuce with his elbow.

“Dude.”

Deuce didn’t look up. “Hmm?”

“She’s like… super cute and hot.”

Deuce paused, pencil in midair. “Don’t.”

“I think I’m in love.”

“You’re not.”

“I am. This is fate.”

Deuce finally looked at him, visibly alarmed. “Ace. No. She’s a teacher.”

“She’s not that much older.”

“She teaches us. That means she’s off-limits. There are rules. Probably laws. Probably murder attempts by Crowley if you even try.”

Ace grinned smugly. “You’re just jealous.”

Deuce groaned. “This is your worst idea ever. And that includes the time you tried to smuggle chocolate frogs during potion exams.”

Ace didn’t answer. He was too busy glancing at you across the room like a heart eyed fool.

•

You, meanwhile, had noticed Ace’s stares. And while you were used to the occasional flirty student like Cater had already jokingly asked if you were single, there was something particularly obvious about Ace Trappola.

He wasn’t subtle.

At all.

He’d stared for most of the class, and when you gave him a simple suggestion, his face turned red and he just… blinked at you like you’d cast a spell on him.

You didn’t blame him, students his age were bundles of hormones. You’d seen this kind of thing before. It was sweet, and innocent, and—

Entirely inappropriate.

But harmless.

You smiled to yourself as you continued circling the room, deciding not to make a big deal of it.

Kids would be kids.

Besides, it would fade.

Right?

•

After class, Ace lingered behind while others packed up.

“Um. Miss Y/N?” he called out, casually leaning against a nearby stool like it owed him money. “So… how long have you been drawing?”

You turned, pleasantly surprised. “Most of my life, really. I started with charcoal, but I’ve come to love oils and pastels too.”

“That’s cool,” Ace said, trying to act smooth. “You must be, like, really good.”

You laughed lightly. “I’d hope so, otherwise I wouldn’t be teaching you guys.”

He gave a sheepish grin.

You tilted your head. “Do you enjoy drawing?”

Ace shrugged. “I dunno. Never really tried. But today was… not bad.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear that. Hopefully I can make it even more enjoyable for you.”

Ace smiled, and for a moment, his heart actually thudded. Like, hard.

Maybe this wasn’t just a little crush.

Maybe this was the real deal.

Maybe—

Deuce suddenly appeared in the doorway, arms crossed and scowling.

“Let’s go, Ace. Lunch isn’t gonna wait.”

Ace blinked, startled. “Oh—right. Yeah.” He gave you one last smile. “See you next class, Miss Y/N.”

You nodded. “See you, Trappola.”

Once they were out of earshot, Deuce grabbed him by the collar. “Get a grip!”

Ace just grinned, heart still hammering in his chest.

“I’m doomed.”

•

The bell rang, signaling the end of another long art class. You stood at the front of the room with your usual warm smile, thanking the students as they walked out. Most of them nodded back or mumbled a goodbye, eager to head off to their next class or some club activity.

Ace Trappola, however, lingered by the door, fidgeting with his sketchpad and pretending he was in no rush. You noticed him immediately, he’d been unusually chipper all class, sneaking glances at you and asking questions he already knew the answers to.

“Trappola,” you said gently. “Is there something you need?”

Ace stepped forward, trying to look cooler than he felt. “Yeah, actually,” he said, stuffing one hand into his uniform pocket and giving you a half smile. “I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me.”

You blinked, then tilted your head with a light laugh. “Absolutely not.”

His smile faltered just a little. “Wha—what? That’s it?!”

“I mean that kindly,” you added, your tone still calm and gentle. “You’re a sweet kid, Ace, but you’re a student, and I’m your teacher. Not to mention the age difference. So no, not now, not ever.”

Ace stared, slightly slack jawed. “You called me a kid?”

“You are,” you said simply, walking past him to stack a few leftover brushes in the sink. “I appreciate the honesty, though. That took guts.”

You thought that would be the end of it.

You were wrong.

The next day, Ace was back at it again, another compliment here, a cheeky grin there. And again, he waited until the end of class.

“Hey, how about that date?”

“Still no.”

Then again the day after that.

“I’m thinking maybe dinner and a walk by the school lake? Very romantic.”

“Absolutely not.”

And again. And again. It became a strange sort of routine. He didn’t seem discouraged in the slightest, even if his attempts kept getting shot down.

•

By the time lunchtime came around one week later, Ace was at the cafeteria table with his usual crew, slumped over his tray like a man defeated.

“She smiled at me today,” Ace groaned, stabbing a piece of sausage like it had offended him. “But then… boom! another rejection. ‘Absolutely not,’ she says. Again!”

Jack shook his head. “That’s because she’s your teacher. Of course she keeps saying no.”

“She’s also, like, an adult,” Ortho chimed in, blinking. “Biologically speaking, the odds of compatibility—”

“Please, Ortho,” Epel muttered, sipping his juice. “You’re not helping.”

Deuce sighed and rubbed his temples. “Ace, we’ve been listening to this every lunch for the last eight days. You keep asking, she keeps saying no. Why are you doing this to yourself?”

“Because she’s hot, and sweet, and cool!” Ace protested. “Have you seen the way she talks about art like it’s magic? Have you seen her smile when someone finally gets the shading right? I’m telling you, it’s fate!”

Epel stared. “Bro, this is either the dumbest thing you’ve ever done or the most hopeless romantic one.”

“Why not both?” Ace muttered dramatically.

Deuce looked between the others, then back at Ace. “Okay, listen. You need a distraction. Let’s head into town after class. We’ll hit up the game store or something.”

“Or eat ice cream!” Ortho added. “That helps with heartbreak, right?”

“Y’all are acting like I got dumped,” Ace grumbled, but he was already sitting up straighter. “Alright, alright. Maybe getting out will help. But just know I’m not giving up.”

“Of course not,” Jack said dryly. “Because you never listen.”

As the boys made plans, Ace found himself smiling again. He’d take the break. But deep down, he was already planning how to ask you again, maybe with flowers next time.

•

The town buzzed with its usual weekend energy, vendors shouting, students roaming, and shopkeepers setting out signs. It was the perfect place for a distraction, and Ace actually found himself enjoying it.

“Okay, I’ll admit it,” Ace said with a grin, popping a candy in his mouth. “This was a good idea.”

“I told you,” Deuce said, arms crossed. “It’s nice to just chill without… you know, heartbreak.”

“You sound like I got dumped.” Ace rolled his eyes. “I never even got a yes.”

The boys had already hit up the arcade, where Ace had gone on a dramatic winning streak that included beating Epel at every racing game and losing horribly to Ortho in a rhythm battle.

They grabbed some snacks, wandered a bit, even found a cute photo booth. For a moment, Ace had stopped thinking about you entirely.

Until Ortho’s voice broke through the crowd.

“Uh-oh.”

“What’s ‘uh-oh’ supposed to mean?” Ace asked, half-laughing. “You break something again?”

Ortho didn’t answer. He and Deuce were frozen, standing like badly coded NPCs trying to block Ace’s view of the other side of the street.

But it was already too late.

Ace leaned to the side and his heart stopped.

You were there, standing in front of a boutique. Dressed in something soft and elegant, makeup done just enough to highlight your best features. You looked like you belonged on the cover of a magazine. You were scrolling on your phone, casually unaware that you had just become the center of someone’s universe all over again.

“Oh crap…” Epel muttered.

“She looks… whoa,” Jack said with a sigh, already bracing for the incoming disaster.

Ace didn’t hear any of them. He was already crossing the street.

“Hey, hey!” he called, waving. “Fancy seeing you here!”

You looked up and smiled. That smile. It still had the power to melt anyone’s heart.

“Well, look at you boys,” you said sweetly. “Having fun?”

“Y-Yeah! Totally!” Ace grinned, flicking his hair back like he didn’t spend most mornings messing with it in the mirror. “But wow—you look amazing today. Like, drop-dead gorgeous. Special occasion or just naturally that stunning?”

Behind him, Deuce groaned into his hands. Jack facepalmed. Ortho was trying to calculate the fastest way to drag Ace out of the line of fire.

You were just about to respond when the door behind you swung open, and a familiar voice followed

“Apologies for the delay, Love. That employee was more clueless than a freshman on his first potion.”

Professor Crewel stepped out, dressed to the nines in an immaculate suit and silk gloves, like he had just walked off a fashion runway. His sharp eyes landed on Ace and the boys… and he froze.

There was a beat of stunned silence.

“Oh no…” Epel whispered.

Crewel raised an eyebrow. “Students?”

You gave a sheepish sigh and looked at the group with a soft smile. “Boys, I guess I should’ve said something sooner. Crewel and I are dating.”

Ace blinked.

He blinked again.

And then he laughed, but it sounded like it might also be a sob.

“You’re dating Professor Crewel?!” he asked, voice cracking like a broken guitar string.

“You’re a literal child, Trappola,” Crewel said dryly, though he didn’t sound angry. “Be grateful your taste is excellent.”

“I mean—yeah—but seriously?!”

“I’m very serious,” you said gently, placing a hand on Crewel’s arm.

Crewel’s cold, stern face softened at your touch.

“Right. Sure. That’s cool.” Ace nodded, looking like someone just deleted his save file. “Totally… great. Great for you two.”

You both gave a polite farewell, and walked off hand in hand, leaving Ace staring at the back of your outfit like it had personally betrayed him.

There was a long, painful silence.

“…Well,” Deuce said, clapping him on the back. “At least now you have closure.”

Ace groaned. “My heart just got critical-hit KO’d.”

“You were going to get rejected again anyway,” Jack said bluntly.

“Yeah, but not this hard!!!”

Ortho tilted his head. “I can find you someone statistically more likely to say yes, if that helps.”

“I don’t need your pity matchmaking, Ortho,” Ace mumbled, sulking.

They were about to head back toward the café when Ace suddenly gasped.

“What?” Epel asked.

Across the street, another young woman had stepped out of a flower shop. Dressed like springtime and sunshine, fixing her hair in the reflection of the glass.

Ace straightened up, flashing a grin.

“…Or maybe it’s time for the next chapter.”

“NO!” all four boys said at once.

Too late. Ace was already strolling toward her.

Deuce dropped his face into his hands. “Here we go again.”

Jack growled. “You’d think rejection would teach him something.”

“Not Ace,” Epel muttered. “He treats love like a boss fight, keeps rushing in ‘til it works.”

Ortho blinked and said cheerfully, “I think it’s romantic.”

“It’s not!” the other three groaned.

And from across the street, Ace’s flirty voice rang out once more.

“Hey there, need help carrying those flowers?”

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[lakeffect]

Nagumo x F!Reader Headcanons

A/N: Because this silly man has bewitched me body and soul. We'll be back to our regularly scheduled TWST content shortly.

Warnings: Fluff, infidelity, he'll wreck your home without a secnod thought, Nagumo just is a little twisted but not quite yandere, not sfw.

Sfw

Your relationship with Nagumo could start many different ways but if he falls for you will be relentless in his pursuit and he has no issues playing the long game. Nagumo is extremely cunning even if he hides it behind a playful smile and big shining brown eyes!

He wants you disarmed. Even though he's at the top of his game, you know the one where he murders people for money, he gets hurt if you think he'd harm you in anyway, even if thats a completely logical conclusion. He wants you to trust him, and have utmost faith in him. He used to think he'd be fine with another assassin but after watching Yotsumura he thinks a civilian or ideally someone who's familiar with his world but not involved in it a medic, admin etc. is his perfect partner.

Because ultimately Nagumo has a hidden agenda he's not Sakamoto, he's unwilling to just give up his entire career if you find it distasteful, at least right now, down the line he could. Which is why in addition to having some light homewrecking tendencies, especially towards his dream girl, he's also ok with being a side piece if you'll let him. Your shitty (or normal/good, Nagumo doesn't give a fuck) boyfriend/husband whoever can hold down the fort while he's working for now, but Nagumo's ultimate goal is that you leave them when he's in a position to meet all of your needs.

For this reason Nagumo likes an independent partner. He enjoys that you also have ambitions outside of him. When he's ready to retire he doesn't mind being a kept man. He'll happily manage all of your affairs and keep your calendar, its the easiest way to keep tabs on you, I mean manage his obsession with you, I mean...take care of you.

Now if you will not agree to keep him as a sidepiece Nagumo will just shift the plan timeline up and make you leave your husband, boyfriend etc. Through either your own confessions about your relationship or the reconn he conducts in his spare time, Nagumo will start to sow seeds of doubt. If you're really stubborn and loyal (things he totally admires about you by the way) the worst thing he'll do is catfish your boyfriend, or husband so you willingly break up with them. But this is a last resort. He most likely can get the job done by inviting you out for drinks. He'll be flirty and affectionate in a way you know is boundary crossing. When you tell him, "I'm not a cheater" as it takes all your willpower to stop him from prying open your legs as he kisses your neck, he tells you "You don't have to be, call him now." Then he takes you to stay at his penthouse, fucks you so well it has you changing your priorities, then lets you stay the week while you disentangle with your ex and shamelessly comforts you through the break up. "It's not brave to stay with a man you don't love out of obligation." Then a beat later with a sunny smile "I know it was hard buy you did the right thing name-chan!"

He'd never cheat on you! He's kind of hypocrite because he's possessive and weary of someone else trying to wreck your happy home with him. Just like with being a hitman, he's not afraid to kill but he doesn't want anyone to kill the people he cares about. He gets the irony but he can't be bothered to care. It's a dog eat dog world in his eyes.

He doesn't mind if you feel guilty for a while. To him it just proves your good character and your commitment to him. You had to compromise your values for him! You must love him as much as he love you!

If you're single when Nagumo takes a shine to you he's just plain annoying until you agree to go out with him. Showing up where you work, like free for drinks? Right now? Calling you whenever he has free time, and leaving weird voicemails telling you about his day and asking you random things about yourself, he'll crash your dates with other men claiming to be your husband (where did he get that ring from!?) and causing a scene in the restaurant—Nagumo is a fantastic actor and he'll really fall in love with you and go with the bit, pretending to be a wife caught in an affair. You can make it all go away by just agreeing to a date and by the end of it he'll have you contemplating marriage. He's excellent at seduction, it's part of his spy training, but he promises with you he's being genuine! He's just not concerned with using some questionable tactics to secure your love and devotion.

Nagumo has a surprising domestic streak. He loves being in your shared home together. Nagumo also has dumb money so when he's ready to settle down he'll buy a plot of land in Minato (or demolish and old house) and build the two of you something custom to start your family. Whether that includes children or just dogs or cats. He wants it custom built so he can outfit it with all necessary security features. Even if he's retired, he's cautious that his past will catch up to him.

He loves running errands together. He is a clinger. And if you're independent he'll monopolize all your free time. If its not to work he's going where you're going. Don't worry he has more than enough alone time when you're at work!

He believes in parallel play. You don't have to be doing the same thing but he wants to do it in the same room. Or even just same space. Going to dinner with your girlfriends? Nagumo is going to run errands in the area until you're done and he can pick you up.

He believes in little excursions whenever possible. Sometimes they're modest, a trip to an nearby luxury onsen or they're a weeklong trip to the Maldives. He's happy to plan these things.

So chatty, he loves to ramble to you about anything. Osaragi thinks the two of you sound like parakeets chittering away at each other. If you're not super talkative thats ok too, Nagumo can fill the dead air.

But you know most of his secrets. So please keep them! Nagumo tells you things he tells no one else. You're his constant confidant and companion. He's very trusting and serious about your bond. Please never do anything to betray his trust.

He's a freak, he wants to smell like you. Whatever body wash you use, he's just going to us it too. Same goes for shampoo.

He's playing pranks. Most of them are objectively harmless. Absolutely steals your underwear before work. There's a running joke that his other girlfriend lets him do the things you won't do. This is always done in a joking manner. Nagumo is very loyal and affectionate! But if you're like "Is that your third box of pocky today?" Nagumo will be like "My other girlfriend lets me have four boxes a day!" He's just silly and playful, with his lover he's careful to not take things too far. Nagumo is very very self aware and super intuitive. He knows when not to cross the line.

He should not be allowed anywhere near a kitchen, but he wants to cook with you. (Unless you also can't cook then the two of you just do take out constantly, or get a private chef, regardless he's going to have to check your food for poison on the low) He's a great sous chef. He’ll do whatever you ask, he has excellent knife skills :). Just give him direction and then once you help him learn the ropes he starts to get really creative in the kitchen. He truly knows how to spice things up. He takes a similar approach in the bedroom...

Not sfw

Nagumo’s mindset is help him help you. He's experienced, but he wants to learn your body from you and then master it. Your pleasure is his pleasure. And once he knows what you like, then he starts to use his experience to think of how to make you feel even better.

He's intense and overbearing but it just comes off as playful. He can lose himself in you and a result it can be hard for you to assert yourself because he's just eagerly grabbing at your flesh and kissing your skin. Moving you this way and that. Pinning you how he likes. By all means try to resist and take control back. He welcomes the challenge.

Telling him to slow down is a bit of a curse because then he edges you within an inch of your life. He has so much patience for teasing.

He's very romantic and loves foreplay and with him the foreplay can start hours before you actually have any type of penetrative sex. Like he loves to touch foreheads and nuzzle, hold you close from behind and kiss your neck. It doesn't have to go far in that moment. He loves to have you pressed against him so he can pet and caress you until he's content. His preferred cuddling position is just you draped on top of him. He likes the reverse position for shits and gigs, but when he's lying on you he doesn't have access to rubbing his large hands on your neck or back or legs or ass, so he switches things around sooner or later.

Has an oral fixation so he very much enjoys giving head. He loves to tell you "You know how to shut me up." put your pussy in his mouth. Remember Nagumo believes in parallel play. Sometimes thats him doing a sudoku while you embroider and sometimes that's him eating you out while you read a book. Preferably a smutty one and he'd like you to read out loud please.

Very strong fingering skills as well he loves fingering you while you sit in his lap. You'll actually find that his hands are magnetically attracted to your crotch. (If you're fine with it, of course a no is a no).

He loves your chest. One of his favorite things to do is that if you aren't paying attention to him while cuddling, doing chores, anything really, he'll quickly pinch your nip and then when you inevitably go owww! He'll just be like "sorry name-chan want me to kiss it better?" Then he spend 20+ minutes just sucking your tits.

Bite him, it makes him rock hard almost instantly.

Nagumo has a bit of an exhibitionist streak, so never sit next to him at a group dinner, otherwise he's trying to finger you under the table. He'd also absolutely fuck you against the glass windows in his penthouse.

He believe in baths until you're both pruny and ussually there's another round of something in the tub before you can be done for the day.

He's really open to exploring your kinks, but something he's also very into is somnophilia. He's happy to wake up to you on top of him. To know you crave him so fervently that you have to mount him in his sleep is incredibly hot.

He gets sleepy after he comes, you both are typically tired. Sex with Nagumo is often of the marathon variety. But he always cleans you up then cuddles you to sleep.

Between rounds is when you have some of your most intimate conversations.

[lakeffect]

Nagumo x F!Reader Headcanons

A/N: Because this silly man has bewitched me body and soul. We'll be back to our regularly scheduled TWST content shortly.

Warnings: Fluff, infidelity, he'll wreck your home without a second thought, Nagumo just is a little twisted but not quite yandere, not sfw.

Sfw

Your relationship with Nagumo could start many different ways but if he falls for you will be relentless in his pursuit and he has no issues playing the long game. Nagumo is extremely cunning even if he hides it behind a playful smile and big shining brown eyes!

He wants you disarmed. Even though he's at the top of his game, you know the one where he murders people for money, he gets hurt if you think he'd harm you in anyway, even if thats a completely logical conclusion. He wants you to trust him, and have utmost faith in him. He used to think he'd be fine with another assassin but after watching Yotsumura he thinks a civilian or ideally someone who's familiar with his world but not involved in it a medic, admin etc. is his perfect partner.

Because ultimately Nagumo has a hidden agenda he's not Sakamoto, he's unwilling to just give up his entire career if you find it distasteful, at least right now, down the line he could. Which is why in addition to having some light homewrecking tendencies, especially towards his dream girl, he's also ok with being a side piece if you'll let him. Your shitty (or normal/good, Nagumo doesn't give a fuck) boyfriend/husband whoever can hold down the fort while he's working for now, but Nagumo's ultimate goal is that you leave them when he's in a position to meet all of your needs. Nagumo’s logic is that he’d rather you resent your boyfriend or husband generally than resent him for not giving up his dangerous job.

For this reason Nagumo likes an independent partner. He enjoys that you also have ambitions outside of him. When he's ready to retire he doesn't mind being a kept man. He'll happily manage all of your affairs and keep your calendar, manage the pets and kids, its the easiest way to keep tabs on you, I mean manage his obsession with you, I mean...take care of you.

Now if you will not agree to keep him as a sidepiece Nagumo will just shift the plan timeline up and make you leave your husband, boyfriend etc. Through either your own confessions about your relationship or the reconn he conducts in his spare time, Nagumo will start to sow seeds of doubt. If you're really stubborn and loyal (things he totally admires about you by the way) the worst thing he'll do is catfish your boyfriend, or husband so you catch them in an affair (never physical though he will sit on a date like a psycho) and willingly break up with them. But this is a last resort. He most likely can get the job done by inviting you out for drinks. He'll be flirty and affectionate in a way you know is boundary crossing. When you tell him, "I'm not a cheater" as it takes all your willpower to stop him from prying open your legs as he kisses your neck, he tells you "You don't have to be, call him now." Then he takes you to stay at his penthouse, fucks you so well it has you changing your priorities, then lets you stay the week while you disentangle with your ex and shamelessly comforts you through the break up for months until you're ready to be with him. "It's not brave to stay with a man you don't love out of obligation." Then a beat later with a sunny smile "I know it was hard buy you did the right thing name-chan!"

He'd never cheat on you! He's kind of hypocrite because he's possessive and weary of someone else trying to wreck your happy home with him. Just like with being a hitman, he's not afraid to kill but he doesn't want anyone to kill the people he cares about. He gets the irony but he can't be bothered to care. It's a dog eat dog world in his eyes.

He doesn't mind if you feel guilty for a while. To him it just proves your good character and your commitment to him. You had to compromise your values for him! You must love him as much as he love you!

If you're single when Nagumo takes a shine to you he's just plain annoying until you agree to go out with him. Showing up where you work, like free for drinks? Right now? Calling you whenever he has free time, and leaving weird voicemails telling you about his day and asking you random things about yourself, he'll crash your dates with other men claiming to be your husband (where did he get that ring from!?) and causing a scene in the restaurant—Nagumo is a fantastic actor and he'll really fall in love with you and go with the bit, pretending to be a wife caught in an affair. You can make it all go away by just agreeing to a date and by the end of it he'll have you contemplating marriage. He's excellent at seduction, it's part of his spy training, but he promises with you he's being genuine! He's just not concerned with using some questionable tactics to secure your love and devotion.

Nagumo has a surprising domestic streak. He loves being in your shared home together. Nagumo also has dumb money so when he's ready to settle down he'll buy a plot of land in Minato (or demolish and old house) and build the two of you something custom to start your family. Whether that includes children or just dogs or cats. He wants it custom built so he can outfit it with all necessary security features. Even if he's retired, he's cautious that his past will catch up to him.

He loves running errands together. He is a clinger. And if you're independent he'll monopolize all your free time. If its not to work he's going where you're going. Don't worry he has more than enough alone time when you're at work!

He believes in parallel play. You don't have to be doing the same thing but he wants to do it in the same room. Or even just same space. Going to dinner with your girlfriends? Nagumo is going to run errands in the area until you're done and he can pick you up.

He believes in little excursions whenever possible. Sometimes they're modest, a trip to an nearby luxury onsen or they're a weeklong trip to the Maldives. He's happy to plan these things.

So chatty, he loves to ramble to you about anything. Osaragi thinks the two of you sound like parakeets chittering away at each other. If you're not super talkative thats ok too, Nagumo can fill the dead air.

But you know most of his secrets. So please keep them! Nagumo tells you things he tells no one else. You're his constant confidant and companion. He's very trusting and serious about your bond. Please never do anything to betray his trust.

He's a freak, he wants to smell like you. Whatever body wash you use, he's just going to us it too. Same goes for shampoo.

He's playing pranks. Most of them are objectively harmless. Absolutely steals your underwear before work. There's a running joke that his other girlfriend lets him do the things you won't do. This is always done in a joking manner. Nagumo is very loyal and affectionate! But if you're like "Is that your third box of pocky today?" Nagumo will be like "My other girlfriend lets me have four boxes a day!" He's just silly and playful, with his lover he's careful to not take things too far. Nagumo is very very self aware and super intuitive. He knows when not to cross the line.

He should not be allowed anywhere near a kitchen, but he wants to cook with you. (Unless you also can't cook then the two of you just do take out constantly, or get a private chef, regardless he's going to have to check your food for poison on the low) He's a great sous chef. He’ll do whatever you ask, he has excellent knife skills :). Just give him direction and then once you help him learn the ropes he starts to get really creative in the kitchen. He truly knows how to spice things up. He takes a similar approach in the bedroom...

Not sfw

Nagumo’s mindset is help him help you. He's experienced, but he wants to learn your body from you and then master it. Your pleasure is his pleasure. And once he knows what you like, then he starts to use his experience to think of how to make you feel even better.

He's intense and overbearing but it just comes off as playful. He can lose himself in you and a result it can be hard for you to assert yourself because he's just eagerly grabbing at your flesh and kissing your skin. Moving you this way and that. Pinning you how he likes. By all means try to resist and take control back. He welcomes the challenge.

Telling him to slow down is a bit of a curse because then he edges you within an inch of your life. He has so much patience for teasing.

He's very romantic and loves foreplay and with him the foreplay can start hours before you actually have any type of penetrative sex. Like he loves to touch foreheads and nuzzle, hold you close from behind and kiss your neck. It doesn't have to go far in that moment. He loves to have you pressed against him so he can pet and caress you until he's content. His preferred cuddling position is just you draped on top of him. He likes the reverse position for shits and gigs, but when he's lying on you he doesn't have access to rubbing his large hands on your neck or back or legs or ass, so he switches things around sooner or later.

Has an oral fixation so he very much enjoys giving head. He loves to tell you "You know how to shut me up." put your pussy in his mouth. Remember Nagumo believes in parallel play. Sometimes thats him doing a sudoku while you embroider and sometimes that's him eating you out while you read a book. Preferably a smutty one and he'd like you to read out loud please.

Very strong fingering skills as well he loves fingering you while you sit in his lap. You'll actually find that his hands are magnetically attracted to your crotch. (If you're fine with it, of course a no is a no).

He loves your chest. One of his favorite things to do is that if you aren't paying attention to him while cuddling, doing chores, anything really, he'll quickly pinch your nip and then when you inevitably go owww! He'll just be like "sorry name-chan want me to kiss it better?" Then he spend 20+ minutes just sucking your tits.

Bite him, it makes him rock hard almost instantly.

Nagumo has a bit of an exhibitionist streak, so never sit next to him at a group dinner, otherwise he's trying to finger you under the table. He'd also absolutely fuck you against the glass windows in his penthouse.

He believe in baths until you're both pruny and ussually there's another round of something in the tub before you can be done for the day.

He's really open to exploring your kinks, but something he's also very into is somnophilia. He's happy to wake up to you on top of him. To know you crave him so fervently that you have to mount him in his sleep is incredibly hot.

He gets sleepy after he comes, you both are typically tired. Sex with Nagumo is often of the marathon variety. But he always cleans you up then cuddles you to sleep.

Between rounds is when you have some of your most intimate conversations.

[uddermyname]

what every rabbitfest comparison has looked like so far

[sugoscurry]

Flins is how Idia imagines himself in his selfships

Let the man dream of bagging all the fine shyts. For as long as he has those eye bags he will remain single (which is good for yall)

[kittys-mirror]

Trein should have glasses.

I rest my case.

[aliceofwondersillust]