#twst divus

[divyxen]

Keeping Warm.

[kuro-ayameart]

Divus Crewel Doodles 🐾

[bluessmau]

Coat Burglary

In which Leona's/Vil's/Crewel's coat/hoodie has been stolen! However, the thief, GN!Reader, folds under no pressure and confesses to their crime.

Fluff. Established relationship. Gender-neutral!Reader. Requested by @daebreaker1.

Leona Kingscholar

Vil Schoenheit

Divus Crewel

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[clovenoko]

🐱🤝🦐 study

[nyankochan]

Good girl

Synopsis: for your wedding anniversary, you surprise your husband with a little gift, that he enjoys maybe a bit too much

☆ Content: dom!Divus Crewel x wife!reader, rough sex, unprotected sex, bondage (use of handcuffs), praise, sweet husband Crewel, porn w/o plot

☆ w/c: 1k

“Thatta girl. Move your hips just like that.” Your husband grunts in your ear. You whimper into the pillows, trying to muffle your indecent sounds. Crewel’s hips continue to snap against yours, pushing you down so your back arches further. “Fuck. There you go.”

“D-Divus, s’too much,” you whine, tears trickling down your cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure. His cock made you feel so full. With his hands on your waist, he bullied his length into your messy cunt from behind, doggy style. Each thrust had his cock dragging against your gummy walls, pressing against where you’re most sensitive.

And oh how your cruel husband relished the way you felt around him, despite your halfhearted pleas. How you tightened around him whenever his tip hit your cervix, and though you tried to pull away, with your hands pinned behind your back by a fuzzy pair of handcuffs, you didn’t escape very far.

It stirred a deep primal desire within Crewel, making his cock throb, so hard he could burst. How easily it was for him to dominate you. And how willingly you submitted like the good girl you were.

“Hah…fuck…doing so well for me,” Crewel pants. His nails dig into your skin. You keen back against him, begging to cum. “S-shit. You feel so divine. Fuck. I’m close…hah.”

Pinning you to the mattress with his weight, Crewel chases his release, fucking into you harder until the bed creaks. He covers your mouth with one hand, your squeals muffled and you grow lightheaded from lack of oxygen. Crewel’s throaty grunts and groans fill your ears, his breath laboring as his pace grows sloppy.

“Fuck…cumming…” Crewel moans out your name as his hips still. You cry against his palm, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your orgasm washes over you. You feel your clit pulse, the tingles tickling all the nerves in your body. And your needy cunt eagerly clenches around his cock, milking him dry as he fills you up with his cum.

You feel dizzy. Your husband holds you in place for a few moments, his strained breathing heavy in your ear. “A-ah t-the cuffs…” you whimper, trying to catch your own breath. You feel Crewel shift behind you and seconds later, your hands are free, albeit a bit sore. “Divus—“

Immediately, your husband pulls you into his lap, pressing his lips against yours. You melt into the kiss, cupping his cheeks to deepen it. Crewel’s hands work up and down your body, massaging where he had been too rough.

“Are you alright, darling?” Crewel pants, breathless. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? Oh dear, your wrists are red. Why didn’t you say something if the cuffs were too tight?”

“No. I’m okay…” you mumble before kissing him again. And again. You sigh into the kiss, and Crewel once again tries to fight for dominance. But this time, you don’t as eagerly reply, choosing to be a little bratty when his tongue swipes against your bottom lip, begging for access.

Crewel huffs, disapprovingly. His hand comes down against your bare ass hard, making you yelp. He forces his tongue into your mouth, groaning at your taste. Your body presses flush against his, fitting perfectly against him, as you greedily try to take in more. You teasingly bite, prompting him to squeeze your ass cheeks in warning.

“Such a naughty pup…” Crewel mumbled, biting your lip. His hands settle on your waist once more, pressing you against his cock. He was beginning to get hard again. “Should punish you.”

“M’sorry,” you say playfully.

Crewel grins, wicked. “No you’re not.”

He holds his cock as he aligns himself at your entrance, pushing you down with ease thanks to the slick from your prior release. You moan as the stretch of him fills you to the brim. Tears prickle your eyelashes. And you rock your hips, your fluttering walls struggle to suck him in. Crewel swears, feeling dizzy from pleasure.

“M-move,” you beg, placing your hands on his shoulders. “D-Divus move.”

Crewel doesn’t, instead pressing kisses down your jawline towards your clavicle. “Ask nicely,” he says.

“D-Divus~” you whine. He holds your waist to keep you from moving on your own. Sevens he felt so deep already, but you wanted—no needed—him more. “Divus, move…please.” You push him just a bit further…just to get under his skin. A little misbehaving if you would. You teasingly bite the lobe of his ear, whispering, “haven’t I been a good girl for you?”

Crewel flushes, a strange choked sound coming from the back of his throat as the last remnants of his control snaps.

Your husband flips you onto your backside. You gasp as he roughly thrusts into you, his cock hitting your sweet spot. “Good girl,” Crewel purrs into your ear as you tremble underneath him. “Was that so hard?”

He kisses you again before you could respond, fucking into you once more. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, legs locking around his waist to keep him pressed as close to you as possible. “A-ah—f-feels so good. Fuck.”

Crewel hisses through his teeth as you clench around him. He could already feel his orgasm budding back up again, the coil of pleasure tightening around his stomach. “Fuck…y/n…” He groans, head dipping into the crook of your neck. “Fuck. You’re so good for me. Such a good girl.” His hips stutter in pace and he pants out a series of ‘I love yous’ before he’s cumming hard. “S-shit.”

His weight collapses against you, his cock thrusting into you deep. You cry out as you cum, toes curling from pleasure. Crewel heaves a few breaths. His eyes scrunch shut as he tries to regain his composure, the post-orgasmic bliss leaving his body buzzing.

“Darling, are you okay?” Crewel asks, cupping your cheek. The kiss he presses against them is sweet and gentle this time, tenderly caring.

“Never better,” you respond. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him close before you whisper, “happy anniversary,” and kissing his lips.

“Happy anniversary, my love. Here’s to many more years together.”

[a-998h]

Well, Crowley hasn't paid you your weekly allowance in a bit, because he had forgotten, and since even a world of magic works on a capitalist system, you need money to make sure you and Grim can have the basics of life, like tuna and other foods that aren't tuna.

So, you got looking for part time jobs because you both still have school. Though, without an ID, magic, or anything else finding a job is really, really hard and even the ones you do get interviews for ghost you after said interview. You just wanted to scream at this point because the money you have is running out and no matter how many times you hassle Crowley about your allowance, he won't pay up.

Then you were hanging out with Idia, watching some anime about a team of girls who gain magic powers from each of their respective colored gemstones. He loved and ypu had to admit, it was fun to watch. So, when you returned to Ramshackle that night you looked up the anime on the hand me down cellphone Cater gave you a while back, and when you did something odd popped up. Clicking the link you say a job ad from a pop up maid cafe themed around the anime.

"Why not, I'm desperate," you said to yourself.

You filled out the application and went to bed, figuring you would get another rejection email. But much to your surprise you got a congratulations email instead, telling you to get there on Saturday for your job training. So you do and the next thing you know you're dressed as a the pink haired main character in a maid costume, hoping and praying to which ever God may or may not be out there that none of your classmates see you. Well, they did in fact see you but they thankfully didn't ever use it to embarrass you. However, the only people that never knew were those who saw themselves as your guardians and you were happy to keep it that way.

But, your luck only went as far as to make sure your classmates didn't make fun of you. Instead, you get spotted by Night Raven's resident dog mom, fashion expert, and one of your many new "dads", Divus Crewel.

You see, the pop up maid cafe was in a shopping center that he happened to frequent often and on this Saturday, he just happened to be doing some shopping, ironically the clothes he was buying were for you, and he just happened to be looking around when he saw the cafe.

"Oh, that must be that gimmick cafe the boys are talking about. Teens these da- Wait... is that my puppy?" He thought as he looked through the window.

So, hoping that his eyes were lying to him he got closer to the window and saw you, and you also happened to see him at the same time.

"Oh crap! Maybe he won't recognize me with this wig and makeup?" You hoped.

But, he did. Because he can always recognize his little puppy. So, he walks into the café, gets in line, and waits to be seated at your table. You go through the routine you do with every other customer, but Crewel told you to stop and he asked why you were working here and you explain the situation with Crowley and your money. Crewel doesn't say anything, he just pays, leaves you a giant tip, and leaves without a fuss all the way until he gets back to Night Raven. Once there he storms into Crowley's office, where Trien and Vargas were.

"Ah, Crewel, what brings you here on a Saturday my friend?" Crowley asked from behind his desk.

"Crowley... have you been paying MC their allowance?" Crewel asked.

Crowley says yes and asks why Crewel is asking and Crewel explains what he saw. That makes the room go dead quiet and everyone turn on Crowley, asking about your allowance, leading Crowley to admit that he had misplaced the money set aside to be your allowance. Crewel resisted the urge to strangle Crowley.

"Because of your incompetence, my puppy has had to take work at a maid cafe of all places!" Crewel exclaimed.

"A what?" Trien asked.

Crewel tells them all everything he saw and Trien almost chokes on his tea and Vargas on his own spit. Crowley also looked upset as if it wasn't his fault you had to work there. Trien asks for the name and Crewel gives before asking why Trien wants to know.

"I will be picking up MC," he said as he walked out of the office and to his car with Lucius.

So, when you leave for the day you see Trien's car and he all but forces you to get in and let him drive you back to Ramshackle, where your withheld allowance is neatly stacked on your pillow with a note that demands you quit the maid cafe. Now, if you loved the job you wouldn't even think of quiting, but you didnt, in fact you were looking for an excuse to quit.

[mintmoth]

The art for the raffle winners!!

For @shadowwalker593 and Amarillyy on twitter!! 💕

Thank you again to everyone who entered and congrats again to the winners!

[akseliholt]

I drew this comic a few months ago for one of the questions on Ask! But I forgot to post it here. xd