In which Fem!AFAB!Reader flashes her tits at her husband, the NRC Staff / fiancé, Sam, and texts them for their reaction.
Warnings: 18+, Reader is married/engaged to the Staff (individually), Fem!AFAB!Reader, dirty talk, sexting, mentions of oral sex, sending photos of each other, reader flashes her boobs, reader drinks alcohol in Crewel's, established relationship, reader is not Yuu.
Dire (dear) Crowley~ The yaaasaaaashiii groom edit
*sigh* tsss I think it is the first edit of Crowley I am going to post...
I have some issue with our dear headmaster (please it sounds too obvious for you to be Malleus's dad... don't be... Yana-sensei...please!)
Anyhow!! Crow loves glitter, jewel gold whatever things shines!
For me Crowley is the crow familiar of the Evil Queen, he took after the castle (NRC) when Snow White moved with the Prince (RSA). So a crow familiar... almost fairy not sure.
But he is yasashiii he will help his studennnts...RIGHT!!
But Mc having the holidays blues like really bad(I have them especially since I moves out, and live with roommates) it gets depressing, so instead of the Mc(reader) going with one of the students they go with the teachers and spend the holidays with them at their home!
Thanks for turning on anon! 🙇♀️💗
No problem!
You requested: Holiday Blues (slight pun because of my name lol)
Dire Crowley
His apartment was rather depressing, shrouded in black and darker colors. However, you help him decorate appropriately for the holidays. He makes you hot chocolate because he is just so kind, and he is definitely the kind of person to use his magic to lift you up so that you could place the star on the top of the tree.
This man acts like he did so much work, letting out a huge sigh as he sits down on his couch with a loud, dad-like groan. You rolled your eyes before taking his empty mug and washing it in the sink. While you’re doing that, he sneaks off to grab a present, and he slides it onto the counter when he comes back. It had your name in metallic ink, and was written in matte black wrapping paper.
Inside was a small golden locket key chain, and the sentimentality of it was what brought you to tears. You hadn’t received a present in a while, and so tears fell as you kind of just leaned into his shoulder. He didn’t really know what to do, so he awkwardly wrapped his arms around you and patted your back gently, and you just cried softly.
Divus Crewel
If anyone was more likely to take you in like he would a child to help you feel better about the holiday season, it would be this man. You would spend a lot of time with him, shopping and wrapping gifts for the other staff members. He makes sure to keep you distracted so that you have no time to mope about and wallow in self-pity, even if that’s all you want to do.
You help him decorate his apartment as well, and each ornament he has belongs in the color-theme he selected for this year, which was black, white, gold, and a splash of red. He, too, used his magic to lift you up so that you could place it on top of the tree. This is also a time where you learned that Professor Crewel preferred to remain well-dressed even in the comfort of his own home.
When he gave you your present, it had a well-written card on it. He told you how proud he was of you and how far you had come, and you didn’t even get to the gift itself before you started crying. He opened his arms to you, and you ran into them, sniffling your tears away. He placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head to comfort you, holding you as a moment of silence took hold.
Ashton Vargas
His apartment was… unique. His living room didn’t have a couch, but rather was a gym itself, despite the apartment complex having a gym. He claimed that they didn’t have the equipment he needed, and he kept you on an exercise regimen during your stay ‘so that you wouldn’t slack off.’ In reality, he didn’t know what to do about your seasonal depression, but he knows exercise can help, and he offers to exercise alongside you.
There’s not a lot of room to put up a tree, so you instead decorate the equipment stands, and you place the gifts that you wrap onto the treadmill that he owns. His kitchen has a few holiday-themed things, and you put lights on top of his cabinets so that the lights will shine onto the walls. It was simple, but it worked and spirited the place a bit more.
Coach’s gift to you was a few gift cards to a few different places in the town below NRC, as he didn’t know what you or Grim would have liked. He freaks out when you start crying, but you say, through sobs, that it was from being grateful. It had been a while since you saw someone as a family figure, and you were glad that he was the one.
Mozus Trein
When he had invited you to his house for the holidays, you were low-key kind of expecting a dungeon. Lo and behold, it was a small but warm and welcoming house. You met his two daughters, and they were very happy to meet you. They became your older sisters, in a sense, with how quickly they accepted you as their family.
A tree was decorated in the corner of the living room, and everyone sat gathered. Presents were passed out, and you were going about in a circle, unwrapping one present each. You were aware that you would be meeting your professor’s daughters, so you made sure to get them some gift cards, as you did not want to show up empty-handed. Trein told you that they would understand, but you were pretty adamant.
Eventually, it got to you, and you unwrapped the one from Mozus, him looking at you with an amused look. Inside of it were a few books to read in your free time that reminded him of you, and each of them had a message that he wrote within them. One of those messages was detailing how proud he was to call you one of his students, and that Lucius even liked you, and you wrapped your arms around him and started crying. He returned the favor, hugging you as though you were his child, and your newfound sisters joined in on the hug as well. Family hug.
Sam
He didn’t go home for the holidays, and opted to stay at the Shop because there were students who still needed things. That being said, he did invite you to celebrate in the shop with him. He’s kind of like your cousin with how close you two were. Anyway, you decided to help him decorate the shop appropriately, as it was feeling a bit dull in there. Lights lined the corners of the walls and the edges of the shelves, making it more festive.
The back of the shop looked similar, but there was a tree back there as well. His friends on the other side helped him decorate it, as well as you and Grim. It had a bunch of different colors, but it was able to portray the different personalities between the multitude of you. You smiled with nostalgia lining your lips at the star on top, and you had a feeling you were going to make it through this season unscathed.
Sam could tell that this time of year was hard on you, and it wouldn’t do any good for his little imp if they were to feel horrible by themselves. He didn’t really like this season either, but it brought in a bunch of sales, so he wasn’t going to complain. He would just invite you over to the shop so that you both could suffer together, and that suffering turned into joy as you joke around with each other while decorating.
This is based on a conversation I had with @stygianoir a while back that I'm just now getting around to 😓. Sorry it took so long.
For context:
Magic can and does go haywire. The magic system of Twisted Wonderland is nothing like the fantasy books of Yuu's home world. Harry Potter didn't show them what happened when goes wild and actually turns someone into the opposite gender.
Content Warning: mentions of periods (but only implied and gender is not specified as just about anyone with a uterus can have one)
Dire Crowley
Of all the times for him to burst onto the scene, it's when magic suddenly goes wild with a mispronounced spell. You think overblots are bad, try dealing with a headmaster who didn't dodge a spell in time. Being the overdramatic drama king he is, or rather was, Dire's first reaction to growing new bits and pieces is to panic. It's one thing to shapeshifter into a crow or ghost, but that's only because he cast it upon himself. Turning back is another issue when it's someone else's spell gone topsy-turvy. Functionally he's still the headmaster just...moodier. He doesn't let visitors see him the way he is and cause confusion. If Yuu/Reader is able to have periods, even if they weren't involved in the incident, will be the one to secure necessary hygiene products if the spell isn't lifted in time for Dire to experience the wonderful world of menstruation. Were they in the same room or building when the incident took place? No, but that won't stop Dire from giving Yuu the job of getting a life time supply of products because he honestly does not know how periods work. Hopefully the spell gets broken before PMS kicks in. You think he's overdramatic? Wait until he gets a dose of PMS hormones for the first time.
Divus Crewel
A potion goes wrong because of course it does. However, of all the staff it happens to, Divus is the least concerned. Potion-related accidents happen and getting turned into a woman isn't the worst thing to happen or that he's seen happen in the lab. Divus is the exact opposite of Dire. He answers to having breasts testing the limits of his vest, the awkward fit of his pants from having widened hips, and a different voice by shrugging it off and continuing with the lesson. It could've been worse. He could have been turned into a slug.
Malleus Draconia (this is the only picture I could find that didn't include someone's fan art. it does not represent how his reaction is written)
It's not so much his reaction you need to worry about, it's Sebek's, who is outraged by the incident and won't let anyone forget it. Lilia is rolling on the floor laughing and Silver is in the corner sleeping. Malleus takes to being switched with the opposite gender in great strides, though he's concerned that he'll have to switch schools since Night Raven College is boys only. As a fae, at least he won't have to experience a normal menstruation cycle since their biology is different than most humans. This is a learning experience for him. If he's going to rule someday, what better opportunity to learn about issues facing his subjects who have certain body parts or present/identify as female?
Idia Shroud
Oh, this is going to be fun. No one realizes the spell goes wrong is when Idia opens his mouth. Instead of his normal voice, Idia sounds like a stereotypical female. He clasps his hand over his mouth and stands there stiff as board, too scared to move. Suddenly, all eyes are on him. Because he's wearing a hoodie, the changes to his body aren't noticeable. Idia turns his back away from everybody and looks down his shirt. The shriek the emits from him could break glass. Idia immediately runs away and holes himself up in his room, locking the door. His habits don't change much except he speaks even less and doesn't bother with health class. He's too embarrassed to let anyone accidentally see him while the spell is still in effect.
Rook Hunt
A spell or potion gone wrong turns him into a young lady? Meh. It's not the worst thing that could happen. As a matter of fact, Rook likes it. He'll need a new uniform, but that's easily fixed. This is the perfect excuse to find out how skirts feel since he's only allowed to wear one as part of his new uniform, and only because he gets turned into a girl. The breeze feels nice, but it makes hunting a little inconvenient. The only noted downside is that he can't stop admiring himself in the mirror.
Vil Shoenheit
You think this is the first time? LOL. Vil's an actor, who's played the role of girl once before and he's handled potion mishaps for years. He would be furious if he'd been turned into animal, or even worse, ugly. At least the potion didn't turn him into an old lady. Now that would be bad.
In which Crowley takes (Y/n) out on a nice vacation at the beach since he doesn't want to leave her alone during break again.
Laying at the beach with a coconut drink in your hand — Crowley is a generous one, isn't he?
Request by @vallison-rea.
"Sir... why are we here again? Don't take me for ungrateful, but I'm very confused as to why you decided to take me with you this time."
Crowley disregarded the way you sat up in your sun chair, a small confused frown on your face and your eyes squinted with the harsh sun shining down upon you without relenting. Your voice, a large contrast to the silent sound of the waves crashing ashore and the seagulls cawing, prevented the tired headmaster from dozing off.
A small and exasperated sigh escaped his lips as he turned his head to lazily look at you, his flashing golden eyes hidden behind the sun glasses he wore instead of his suffocating mask. "What's wrong with me wanting to spend time with my dear hatchling?" he asked in such an innocent way that you were drawn to believe him — almost.
Still very much suspicious, you fully sat up and swung your legs to the right. "Well, you've never taken me with you for school break before..." you explained in a slow and careful way since you were unsure why you were even feeling suspicious in the first place; it was just that this crow-man was too much of an enigma to understand. "Grim and I usually stay at school during break."
Crowley yawned and took another sip from his cocktail. "This time, I had an extra ticket!"
A small giggle escaped your lips at the thought of him possessing one extra ticket... for you. Your poor cat companion had to be passed off as a pet in order to be let into the hotel — a humiliating experience. "Grim surely didn't like having to sit in that cage during check-in, did he?" you asked, laughing your soul out.
Crowley joined you in your laughter, soon wiping away tears out of the corners of his eyes. "I think I made it up to him by buying him one of those flowery shirts."
You furrowed your eyebrows. "You mean Hawaii shirts?"
"Hawaii?" Crowley asked in confusion. "What's that?"
Shrugging and shaking your head, you sheepishly took another sip from your glass of juice adorned with a small paper umbrella. "Nevermind," you merely mumbled after having realised that someone from Twisted Wonderland wouldn't have understood that. Crowley seemed intrigued and continued eyeing you with attentive eyes, watching your every move — until you decided to change the topic. "Where is Grim anyway?" You put your hand over your eyes to shield them from the sun and let your gaze scan the vast area of the beach.
"He's over there," the headmaster said, "water-skiing."
And indeed, you followed his finger pointing at the small grey creature zooming over the blue ocean water and screaming in joy and happiness. A small smile grew on your lips at seeing how much fun Grim seemed to have, but then you furrowed your eyebrows in concern and turned to Crowley. "But... what's up with his ears? Aren't those flames?" you asked, slightly worried since cats seemed to have a general dislike of water, as well.
"Well, it's too late to think about it now," Crowley remarked with a sarcastic chuckle. "The raccoon already is having the time of his life out there on the ocean."
You rolled your eyes at the usual irresponsibility of your guardian. Not feeling like standing up and getting Grim out of the water, you merely laid down again and put on some more sunscreen. "If the whole ocean evaporates, then it ain't my fault," you muttered under your breath with a wry smile on your lips. "Anyway, I guess I should just thank you for this opportunity and enjoy the nice weather here... as well as the lack of problems and chaos."
Crowley hummed while he had his arms crossed behind his back. "Yes, you deserve this break, darling child of mine," he cooed while closing his eyes again to drift off to slumber, unable to resist the peaceful ambience and the way the sunlight comfortably tickled his pale skin. "As do I... As do I..."
Yet, he once again was snapped from his somnolence when this time, the phone laying on the table between your sun chairs began beeping and vibrating to the point where the device jumped up and down.
Much to your confusion, Crowley made no attempts of picking up his phone and answering whoever was calling him. Eventually, your annoyance of his horrible ringing tone grew so large that you reached out blindly and grabbed his phone yourself. Pushing up your sunglasses to properly decipher the caller, you muttered, "Sir, your phone has been beeping—"
You were interrupted by the phone being swiped out of your hands and thrown into the beach bag next to Crowley's sun chair. "Shh," he cooed with one finger pressed against his lips, "you saw nothing."
"But— what if it's an emergency!"
"They'll survive," he retorted with a shrug. "They've done it countless of times before."
You sprang up to your feet with an angry and exasperated frown on your face. Why was it that the adult here was acting like an irresponsible teenager? Throwing your arms up in frustration, you cried out, "That's because I was there with them!" Crowley looked up at you with sceptical eyes, not really understanding what you were intending to say to him. "And now I'm not!"
His eyes flashed upon realising what you had said, and he rubbed his chin as if deep in thought. For a moment, you thought he would pick up his act and be the headmaster the prestigious Night Raven College deserved — only for him to once again shrug and turn away from you. "Let them solve their own problems," he muttered between yawns. "They're big boys."
A silent scream escaped your lips, and you thought you were about to explode with overflowing exasperation — until you decided to take a deep breath and lay down again, too. "You know what? You're right," you said in an awfully calm tone. "This is my vacation time, and I'll be as irresponsible as you are."
Crowley began laughing at your words. "That's my darling hatchling!"
