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dotster001 · 6 months

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When You Escape Him, Staff

Summary: Yandere staff x gn!reader. He adopts a child that looks like the two of you. You run to give you both a chance at life. You never expected him to find you.

CW: yandere content, Stockholm syndrome, blackmailing, potentially ooc?, the void, implied previous injury,

A/N: It's finally finished! There are some spin off stories coming but they will not be weekly updates. I'll write them when I write them. Also, I know I said that I'd put out a poll for what series would get weekly updates, but I've gotten so many questions about Elder God, that I'm gonna do that one. Probably won't be Sunday's, but whenever I release the next part will start the cycle.

Heartslaybul Savannaclaw Octavinelle Scarabia Pomefiore Ignihyde Diasomnia Non NRC

Three years into your relationship, he had come home and placed a baby in your arms.

"They were left in a box, all alone. And, well, he looks like if the two of us had a child," he sheepishly stared at the ground. "I just, I just figured it must be a gift from the seven."

You knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to tie himself to you through this boy. He looked just like him, and you were disgusted and scared.

Until he opened his eyes for the first time, and you found yourself staring into your own.

And you knew. You had to give this child the opportunity for a better life. A life without him.

In the end, your son did the opposite of what he had intended. And the first moment you could, the two of you had escaped.

To this day, you had no idea how you had escaped. But you had, and you'd been able to smuggle yourselves off the island and far away.

Your son had started to display signs of magical ability when he was three. You hoped it stayed a miniscule amount, considering you'd heard some people were just magic sensitive.

By the time he was eight, you realized you were not going to be lucky. By the time he turned twelve, you were burning the flyers that the dark mirror magically sent out. By sixteen, you and your son were full on panicking about the scouts that might come by to observe him, and the acceptance letter that would show up at the house.

It was a completely normal day. You'd gone to pick up your son from school, when his teacher excitedly came out to meet you.

“I have amazing news! A representative from NRC came today to test a few of our students!”

You froze.

“S/N was one of the one's they called, and he's been being tested for hours now! He's a shoe in! You must be so proud!”

You nodded rigidly, a stiff smile on your face.

She led you inside, and to one of the teacher conference rooms. Up to this point, you knew there was a chance it wasn't him. If it was anyone else, you could bargain with them.

The door opened, and your hopes were dashed.

“Ah! Welcome, welcome! I was just telling our precious chick that he has a place waiting for him among the students of our esteemed academy! He's almost as powerful as his papa! I couldn't be prouder!” At the last statement, Crowley brushed away an invisible tear.

“And I told him that I have no interest,” your son muttered angrily as he stared down at the table.

Crowley didn't react to what sounded like not the first refusal your son had given, and patted his lap excitedly.

As though everything was normal and you'd just go back to the nest.

“S/N,” you said coldly, calling him to your side. It wasn't like you were alone. If you and your son ran, shouting along the way, surely one of the teachers would hear you and get help. Your son stood to walk over to you.

It happened in seconds. His golden eyes flashed in mild irritation, and by the time you reacted he had already entered your space, and hoisted you over his shoulders.

“I consider myself a very magnanimous person, but you are pressing my patience.”

You shouted obscenities at him, trying to fight your way out of his grip, but to no avail.

“Stop squirming, or I will have to clip your wings-”

“Leave them alone!” Your son shot a fire spell at Crowley. A field around him blocked it, but he gazed at his son in parental pride.

“Just like his papa!”

“YOU'RE NOT MY PAPA!” He screamed, a blaze of fire exploding from around him.

It wasn't his fault he'd lost control. But you had a brief moment where you realized that without the field around Crowley, that would have killed you. As it was, the room was ablaze, and quickly growing out of control, causing your son to forget his anger, and panic.

Crowley sighed, and set you down. He summoned his staff, and quickly doused the fire. Then he turned to your son.

“I am a very generous man. I can pay for the damages done to the school. Which, judging by what I am seeing, is extensive. However, you both must come back to the nest.”

Your son just stared at him.

“If I don't pay for it, how do you think either of you is going to be able to pay this off? Especially not when word gets out that you attacked the Headmage of NRC. You will spend the rest of your life in debt that will continue to grow.”

“You're bluffing,” your son spat.

He definitely wasn't bluffing. You knew exactly what lengths he was willing to go to. You couldn't look him in the eye, opting to stare at the floor as you whispered,

“We'll come with you.”

“No!”

“We don't have a choice. Trust me, I know.”

“Aw, don't talk like that, treasure,” he said happily, scooping you back up and nuzzling his cheek against yours.

Your son looked at you with heart broken eyes. But there was nothing you could do. You'd always known what it looked like when he'd beaten you.

He'd let you leave…

You never wrapped your head around it.

He'd let you leave. Watched you walk out the door with your son. Hadn't said a word.

And he hadn't come after you.

It had been four years since then. You'd been doing as well as a single parent could do.

Any accounts you had created and hid from him, your government paperwork, your social media accounts; all of it was gone. The second you stepped foot out of his mansion, he'd canceled and frozen anything and everything you had in your name. You had started from square one.

But you were alive. And so was your son. You had found a job, and had built a small life for the both of you.

But this most recent set of bills was going to upset the delicate balance.

You stared down at the statements, and sighed. You wanted to cry. You'd fought so hard. But it all amounted to nothing. The weight of the world was crushing you, and it was all you could do to keep yourself from letting it show to your son.

An unknown number appeared on your phone. You picked up. Probably a debt collector. Maybe you could come up with an excuse.

“Are you done playing pretend? You're not cut out to be a stray.”

You stiffened.

“How did you get this number?”

“You're not in a position to ask me questions. How does it feel to be all alone? To bite your master, then get beaten by a wild pack of wolves?”

You stared back down at the bills, biting your lip.

“Nothing to say?” You could hear the amusement in his tone. It disgusted you, but he was right. You weren't in a position to fight him.

“What do you want?” You spat.

“I want you to admit you need me. That you can't support yourself and the pup, and that I'm the only one who is able to properly take care of you.”

“What the fuck-”

“I want you to tell me that you understand that a dog is useless without a master to care for it.”

“Gah! I'm not saying anything like that!”

“Alright,” he spat, hanging up before you could say anything else.

You angrily slammed your phone against the table.

“What's going on?” You heard your son's sleepy voice say. You turned over your shoulder, and saw him rubbing his eyes, staring at you sleepily. He was so small. So innocent. He deserved so much more.

You opened your arms, and he ran into them, snuggling against you.

“Baby, how would you feel if Daddy brought us home?”

“Daddy?”

“Yeah. We got separated, but I think he found us. Which means-”

“Daddy could take us home?”

You felt bile rise in your throat. Home. Home was stolen from you forever when a certain alchemy professor had decided you were his. But maybe home would be different for your boy. And you couldn't take that from him.

“Yeah,” you whispered.

You redialled the unknown number, half expecting him not to pick up. But he did, immediately.

You put it on speaker, and after a moment of silence, you heard, “Well?”

Your son was faster than you.

“Daddy, please come get us!”

Crewel’s breath hitched, and his voice was infinitely more tender when he spoke again.

“Of course, puppy. Daddy's coming to get you.”

Your son looked up at you with excited, warm eyes. Maybe this was for the best. It would be selfish of you to keep putting him through this. He had a father who would give him the stars in the sky if he so much as looked at them a certain way. Meanwhile, you could barely take care of yourself.

“We'll be waiting,” you said quietly.

You half expected him to go back to sounding angry and disappointed. Instead, he released a soft sigh, and said in a voice so kind that it brought tears to your eyes, “I've missed you, love.”

Sam's "friends" used to frighten you. They were the one's in charge of keeping you quiet in the back room while he worked.

Over time, you'd grown to tolerate them. They were terrifying. But they left you alone for the most part.

The day Sam had placed your son in your arms was the first time they'd spoken to you. You'd been alone, staring at your own hollow eyes in the mirror, reflecting on how you had to get this child away from him, when a whispery voice had hissed in your ear.

“We can free you.”

You'd refused to trade your soul, but you'd given up ten years of your life span. Over the years, they would update you if you needed to move. They would tell you what he was up to. They would hide you from new “friends” who would try to find you.

It was your son's 16th birthday. And something was wrong.

The "friend" who had offered you the deal in the first place was missing. They were always around, except for when Sam needed them. It was odd for them not to be there.

And you, yourself, felt weird. You'd woken up to a tingle in the tips of your fingers, and a disco party in your chest. You gotten up to wake up your son, then prepared him a birthday pancake. You placed a candle into it, and were about to light it, when it lit itself.

“Hello, friend,” you muttered. “Is something wrong? It's not like you to be gone for so long.”

You felt phantom fingers detangling a knot in your hair, and a voice hissed in your ear, “We serve more than just you.”

They sounded…oddly defensive. But you couldn't think about that now, because your son had just stumbled tiredly into the room.

“Aw, you shouldn't have,” he grinned when he saw the pancake. He leaned in and blew out the candle, before sitting down and digging in. You sat down in the seat next to him, digging into your own breakfast, when your “friend” released a hiss.

Suddenly, in the corner, a dark void opened up, and out stepped,

“Sam,” you whispered in terror, as you stood from your spot. You turned to your “friend” who was moving to join him.

“Hello, little imp. Long time no see,” he grinned at you, his eyes glowing bright lime as the room filled with fog from the void.

“Wait, I had a deal!” You shouted.

“We received a better offer,” your “friend”’s voice hissed with merciless glee. “Don't worry, we returned your ten years to you.”

“Damn, I wanted to see you for so long. But now that I see your face, I'm absolutely disgusted,” Sam spat bitterly.

The smoke wrapped around you like unbreakable ropes. You struggled against them, but they only grew tighter, quickly feeling suffocating.

He walked up to you, gripping your chin in his hand.

“I paid quite the price for you. And now I just want you to suffer like I did.”

“Wait-” your son cut in, seemingly finally able to break out of his shock.

This brought Sam's attention to him, his eyes filling with love and adoration.

“And there's my boy! Can you believe I spent years thinking a fate worse than death had befallen you?” Sam said sweetly.

“You're scaring me. Cut out whatever it is you're doing, and leave us alone!”

Sam's eyes flashed back to yours, a staff suddenly appearing in his hand.

“No. I made a deal after all.”

He stalked towards you, and you watched in horror as various shadow creatures restrained your son.

“I had to choose. You or my son.” The staff came up under your chin, pressing uncomfortably into your throat. “I used to worship you. And you gave me nothing,” he hissed. Then he smiled. “It wasn't that hard of a decision to make, really.”

His lips were pressed against yours, cutting off your air completely.

“Goodbye, Y/N,” he breathed against you. He then shoved you, and you fell backwards into darkness, his hate filled glowing gaze the last thing you saw.

“Please, just, don't tell anyone about us. He's not interested in becoming a mage.”

It felt like you were pleading for your life. Because you were. Crowley had arrived at your son's school to scout students for the college. The second your son had gotten word, he'd called you, and you'd rushed to the school, prepared with a lie about a doctor's appointment you'd both forgotten. Crowley moved far too fast though, and had already found your son.

“Y/N. My employees' well being is of great importance to me!”

“I'm sure he's fine,” your son groaned in the seat next to you. “I really don't want to be a mage. So scout someone else, and leave us alone.”

Your boy was a good one. But his downfall was his strong sense of justice. You had never intended to tell him the lengths Ashton had gone to keep you, but he'd been relentless. You hadn't told him everything, but the both of you were pretty certain he might do something bad if he ever met the man.

Crowley looked at you both in disappointment. You remembered that look. It brought you back to your Ramshackle days when you were asking him to install heat, and he'd made you feel like you were asking for a million dollars. But you weren't his student anymore. You weren't his slave. He had no control over you.

“It would be a great shame for someone of your abilities to waste them. And besides,” Crowley’s disappointed frown turned into a frightening grin. “Around this time of year, a certain physical education professor gets rather whiney, and makes it everyone's problem. Now, whose fault is that?”

“He's a big kid. If he can't move on, that's his own fault. And if it's a problem, you can fire him,” you said bluntly, not going to feel guilted for what you'd done.

Crowley leveled a glare at you.

“I gave you a home. I gave you money. I gave you an expensive education, for free. I allowed you to keep your cat, and eventually your son. You owe me.” He snapped his fingers, and the mirror in the corner swirled to life. Suddenly, he was behind the both of you, yanking you from your seats, and shoving you through the mirror.

You both landed in a patch of grass, right behind a burly man in a memorable red sweatshirt. He hadn't noticed you yet. You pressed your finger to your lips, and pointed to the nearby woods. Your son nodded, and you both turned slowly.

Only to bump straight into Crowley.

“For Seven's sake, Ashton! Get it together!” Crowley snapped, causing the man of the hour to finally look over his shoulder.

His eyes widened, and he ran straight for you, wrapping you in a hug so tight that you thought your ribs might break. Again.

“Ashton,” you wheezed, feeling the familiar feeling of panic you always felt when he was involved.

“You're so scrawny,” he muttered in your ear. You were always “too scrawny” to him. But of course it would be the first thing he'd say to you after so long of being apart.

“I can't believe you survived out there,” he boomed loudly, holding you by the shoulders at arms length, looking you up and down with a jovial smile.

“Put them down!” Your son snapped, shaking you out of your fear momentarily. You looked over your shoulder to see him tied up in Crowley's “whips of love”.

Ashton’s eyes brightened even further.

“Ha ha! You look just like your old man! A few hundred pushups, and you'll be just as strong as I am!”

“Fuck you!”

Ashton's eyes darkened, and turned back to you, reigniting your terror tenfold. His grip on your shoulders tightened painfully.

“What have you been saying about me, Y/N?”

You shivered in terror. You knew that look.

“I didn't-”

“You don't deserve our love, you monster!”

Ashton tossed you to the side like you were nothing. You winced. He never seemed fully aware of what his strength was capable of. He marched up to your son, snatching him from Crowley.

“Looks like we need to do some training, to whip ya into shape.”

He snatched you under his other arm, storming off in the direction of the school.

“Vargas! Your students!” Crowley called after him, but he was completely ignored.

You were thoroughly soaked from the rain outside. You stood before him, staring at the ground in shame as he silently sipped tea, and studied you. Eventually, he sighed, standing up and placing the baby in the bassinet in the corner of his spacious bedroom. He returned to his seat, and sighed again.

“To say I am disappointed would be an understatement,” Mozus said sternly.

The door had been unlocked. In a moment of stupidity, you'd taken the chance to grab the baby and run. You hadn't realized that Trein had put up countless charms around the estate, including one that allowed the topiary knights to drag you back to him. If that wasn't enough, it was pouring. A mud puddle had been your undoing.

You dripped onto the floor, awaiting the speech and upcoming punishment.

“Look at me when I talk to you,” he snapped, and you quickly looked up. His face and demeanor were calm, but his eyes glinted in anger.

“I trained you to be a better spouse than this. What in the Seven's names were you thinking?”

He paused, seeming to wait and see what brilliant answer you would provide.

“I don't know,” you whispered.

“You don't know. Well, do you have any hints?”

You honestly didn't. Things had been peaceful recently. Up until the moment you ran out the door, you had convinced yourself you were finally able to be happy here. But seeing that unlocked door had stirred something in you. A final rebellion. A chance for your son, who shouldn't have to grow up under Trein's tyranny.

Now that you were under his scrutiny, however, all of that seemed to fade away. Instead, you were filled with embarrassment and guilt.

“I'm sorry,” you whimpered.

His glare softened into pure disappointment. Which, somehow, made you feel worse.

“Sorry won't clean the mud off my carpet,” he said tiredly. He looked you up and down, before pouring himself another cup of tea.

“I know.”

“You know I can't leave this unpunished?”

“Yes.”

He looked at you, unreadable, before he nodded to the door.

“Go clean yourself up, then wait for me in your room while I decide on your punishment.”

You nodded, trudging towards the door. Then the baby started to softly cry. Instinctively, you turned the child. Trein's expression turned soft, more tender.

“Go ahead,” he said, his voice full of love.

You picked up the baby, and made your way to your room.

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 10 months

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Idk if ur taking requests right now but could i ask all platonic yandere all of twst characters and twst staff with a younger sibling gn reader whos like teruhashi. So basically if u dont know them, theryre like extremely beautiful, to the point anyone setting their gaze for the first time will worship them as some kind of god and has a whole fanbase/cult dedicated to her that includes students to important politicans.

I'm not doing all of them and I know Teruhashi well and good 🖤🖤🖤

Younger Sibling Teruhashi Reader | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

The world is your oyster because you’re the most perfectly loved little sibling there is. Your dearest sibling isn’t anything to scoff at having their own talents violence that allows you to live your definition of a peaceful life. Not to mention your rotten personality on the inside that so few get to see are just as protected by your beloved sibling:

Idia Shroud

“Nyeeeeh! Why can’t anyone just leave you alone!? Gosh, you’re too OP!”

“Thanks big bro!”

How on Twisted Wonderland did you two become siblings

Its seems bizarre that your star-crossed sibling’s status should mean that you two are far apart

But that couldn’t be further from the truth

You two are so in sync

Excited to game and build alongside him and Ortho

While he knows precisely what you’re thoughts are

He knows of your narcissism but that doesn’t stop him from being an absolute doormat to spoil you

As well as your digital guard dog for the fans that get too close

“No one should suspect that about my baby sibling!”

Divus Crewel

“I give you permission to bow pups, this is the deity you have been waiting for!”

“Aw Divus you exaggerate.”

Is your biggest fan when he’s younger

No doubt throwing rose petals in your path

But he’s older wiser

And has better control of his crop

no doubt using it on those who don’t register your perfection healthily enough

He protects you thoroughly even while on Sage’s Island

Don’t worry you don’t need to see a person to curse them

Or order a hit on them

“The power of my name alone will keep you safe. Even so you can always come with me I’ll keep the mutts here on a tight leash.”

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ghostieyanyan · 4 months

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~Disciplining a Pup~

yan!demon/og! Divus Crewel x mc

Warnings: yandere, slightly nsfw-ish,

this was original suppose to be on patreon but i thought it wasn't nsfw enough so ye. i was also testing lighting with this ^^

when i drew this i didn't know whether to draw demon crewel or normal so i did both. i hope that's okay

theses also a "more nfsw dialogue" on the bottom of this post (its just hinted nsfw), so enjoy

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more nsfw dialogue

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shiny-jr · 2 years

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Have you ever thought of the imposter au with the staff of raven College? I could just imagine Crewel being the reason the reader is summoned to twst while not fulling knowing it (Probably coming in at the end to safe then after realize shits going down). That and maybe Crowley and Vargas going full mad dog and just chasing the reader like crazy. Maybe Trein tripping over his cat while chasing and reader/imposter feeling bad about it. Along with Sam using shadow creature to track the imposter down. Just a fun ideas I've been having, feel free to ignore.

I have thought about it before. I believe I even once mentioned that I would make a separate post for it eventually. Recently been thinking about platonic yan staff, so like fatherly type stuff for those of you with daddy issues.

Platonic yan Crowley! Wants to be your father figure so bad. Why won't you let him take you under his wing? You'd be his little fledgling! Ah, he must do his best to protect you! He is the headmaster of a prestigious school with unfortunately many arrogant troublesome students. Often he'll dramatically lament, inquiring why you don't wish to spend time with your dear old father? When you reply with a deadpan, "You're not my dad, Crowley." He'll break out into a melodramatic wail, oh woe is him that his own child does not wish to partake in any activities with him! Ah–– a way home, you ask? Well, during one of his many hours long searches in the library to find you a way home, something he adamantly assures you he's been doing, he had the most profound idea which he shall so graciously share with you! Why not stay in Twisted Wonderland and allow him to formally adopt you? Then you shall be his child and he will be sure to provide you with all the love and care you need! Isn't he a genius with such boundless benevolence?

Platonic yan Divus! Probably believes the whole world is out to get you. You poor little thing, far from home, lost and afraid, with no where else to go. Eventually he'll begin to doubt that Crowley is taking proper care of you, and deem his efforts as inadequate. Look at this wretched place, an old dorm filled with cobwebs and ghosts is supposed to be your home? An old oversized uniform and a handful of cheap worn clothes from the shop are all you have to wear? And your classmates, his own students, oh he knows what they're like. A bunch of ruthless mischief making pups! This is unacceptable! Divus will spoil you like his own. He has a soft spot for you, so when he's improving your conditions and getting rid of the old dirtied items, you hold up that feral monster cat and go, "Can I at least keep Grim? Please?" Ah, the puppy eyes. How could he say no to you? But that cat is getting a bath first. Oh, and he's incredibly wary of all the students. In his eyes, none of them are good enough to be your friends, and he's beginning to suspect all of them of trying to take advantage of you. Listen here, darling, you are not to trust any other men besides himself, are we clear?

Platonic yan Vargas! Oh god, not another one. Somehow, he's worse than the other two dads you've acquired. Especially because he thinks your escape attempts are some sort of crazy athletic training regimen. He's come to think of your monthly escape attempts as survival training, so not only is he enjoying himself but he's more than capable of keeping up and capturing you. Then dragging you back to NRC with a proud grin, boasting about how you got so much further than last time! "Let me go! Let go of me!" That's the spirit, he cheers. Seems like you're raring to train again, but now's the time regain your energy for next month! Eagerly tells you stories about his youth, how he was the strongest and most popular! He really wants you to look up to him, and he likes to think he's your favorite dad. Especially when it comes to Crewel, let's say they have differing opinions on how to properly care for you. While his counterpart prefers to pamper you, Vargas believes you need more activity and excitement in your life! Wouldn't you agree with him? Come on, give him a smile now!

Platonic yan Trein! The only real dad on the list. He has two sons that are already full adults now, and he believes you'd get along wonderfully with them. You would be their new younger sibling. "That's kinda... dumb. I'm not their sibling though." You comment, as he responds, it is not foolish to want all three of his children to get along. It's a bit annoying that you can never really get on his nerves, despite him being notoriously strict and a little intimidating with his stoic look. But like most of the dads on this list, he too has a weak spot for you. He still expects you to be a well-behaved though. No matter what you're like, he can handle it. After all, he's been a professor at NRC for so long, that he's seen and taken care of countless students. If you're looking for quiet time, he's probably the best to be with by far. He'll let his feline familiar Lucius sit on your lap as he serves you a platter of cookies with a hot beverage. When you do try to get on his nerves for whatever reason, it never works, so you end up plopping down beside him on the couch in defeat, angrily opening a magazine as he calmly continues to read a book. Now that the opportunity has present itself, he'd like to have a word with you. You should know that you are his pride and joy. That being said, should any of his students be pestering you, inform him immediately and he'll handle it promptly.

Platonic yan Sam! Most likely the best one to be with. It doesn't even feel like he's trying to be your dad, he's more like a cool but still concerning weird uncle. But if you had to classify him as a dad, he'd be the chill one. Although it is scary that he seems to know way more about you than you ever told him about. You suspect it has something to do with his friends on the other side. Whenever you're not with him, you have spied an oddly moving shadow or two... But the upside about that is, he always seems to know what you want. If it's small, he'll offer it for free. If it's a bigger item, he'll let you have it if you work the shop with him for a few hours. What's say you, huh? Sound like a deal? He'll entertain you a trick or two while you're here! Sam likes to call you his little good luck charm, because you tend to bring in more customers and just put him in a good mood. He choses to trust you, more than the other dads, probably because he knows you can't escape because he's always watching you somehow. You go on ahead, just be back by dark, you hear? He wouldn't want to send his friends to force you back home if you stay out late, m'kay?

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married-to-google-translater · 8 months

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Yandere father Crewle having a magicless daughter?

Yandere Crewel (platonic)

Crewel was indeed an overprotective father.

Without being Magicless.

But not having magic would make him even more overprotective.

Crewel would realize that this might not be so normal.

So that's why he would get you homeschooled…

Or so he tells you.

Honestly, Crewel would be an overprotective father.

He also wouldn't trust other people's children.

Because they are "Dangerous".

And frankly, he thinks poorly raised puppies.

Those that he doesn't want near his own child.

Of course, this means you have no friends.

But Crewel thinks that would be a small price to pay for your safety.

He would tend to spoil you.

You would receive many expensive gifts.

If you obeyed his rules and were a good daughter.

Crewel would also explain from a young age that you would be valuable even if you didn't have magic.

And that even if you didn't have magic, your father would love you very much.

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kiame-sama · 1 month

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Losing the Bet with the First Year: Having to Imitate an NRC Staffer

Reader: *Imitates an NRC employee*

NRC employee imitated by Reader: *accidentally passing by* Is the adoption registration valid for children without ID cards?

Warnings; platonic yanderes, platonic yandere staff, mention of imitation, mention of adoption, scolding, lost bet,

- Trein will be switching classrooms for the day when he hears the slightest of commotions ahead in the hall. Naturally, he is going to see just what is going on and assign extra work as needed for whoever was making such a commotion.

- What he didn't expect to see was you dressed in clothes that looked near identical to his own with your hair slicked back in a style much like his own. Even Lucius had to glance between the two of you a few times.

- Just seeing his favorite student dressed the same way he did gave him an intensely nostalgic feeling that harkened back to when he was raising his daughters. He was going to have to keep pestering Crowley to allow him to adopt you already.

- Divus was taking a few of his dalmatians for a walk when he noticed a gathering of students around a central point. Naturally, he had little interest in figuring out what the common cur got up to in their freetime, but they were his cur and he was expected to keep them in line. Where the dogs gather, fights are not far behind.

- It took him by complete surprise to see you in the center of the commotion, wearing a coat much like his own and even sporting copies of his dual-colored hair and red riding crop. Vil- who no doubt put this ensamble together- was standing nearby lecturing what seemed to be a group of first-years about the proper care that goes into tailoring good clothes. You were less than amused and he gathered that you had been put up to copying him by the other first-years.

- He can't help but think that the style suits you much more than your usual uniform and he finds himself wondering what other clothes of his would fit your aesthetic. Certainly he could train his dalmatians to obey your orders as well. It would also help him keep the usual mutts away from you if you looked and behaved more like he did. He would have to bribe talk with Crowley about your future in Twisted Wonderland.

- Vargas was running laps around the school when he heard a familiar whistle. Feeling compelled to see who was doing what, he was surprised to find several first-years doing pushups at your behest.

- He didn't realize at first that you were wearing what looked like his typical outfit he had on during classes. The red windbreaker paired with fitted black sweats that all had golden trim actually looked rather nice on you as if you fit them just as well as he did. You were so focused on the first-years in front of you, that you didn't notice Coach Vargas watching in surprise.

- "And when you're done, you guys are gonna run ten laps!" The coach felt himself smiling at your authoritative tone as you truly began to embody his behavior. He had been looking for an assistant coach and you certainly didn't need magic to be athletic. Perhaps, if he could adopt you from Crowley, he could convince the Headmage to make an assistant role for you.

- Sam is taking a quick break from the store when he hears a familiar greeting, "Hey there, little imps!" And of course, he needs to see who is using his good material and why. A group of first-years are laughing as he slowly approaches the group, wondering what all the fuss is about.

- You- his favorite best customer- are standing in the middle of the group of first-years, top-hat perched on your head and purple suit fitted to your figure. The tailcoat and fine details of the suit lend themselves to the overall look which was so inherently Sam that he almost believed you could be his kid. You know, if you hadn't randomly been pulled to Twisted Wonderland by the dark mirror and had no obvious relation to him, that is.

- He's not one to stop students from having a good time and you were certainly rocking the unique style well enough that he couldn't be mad about it. Perhaps he would have to give you a job around the store or some special discount seeing as you may as well be his apprentice given how often you were in his humble shop. Crowley couldn't be mad that Sam was looking out for his best customer, right?

- The Deadbeat Headmage had been doing his usual aimless wandering rounds when he heard the sound of someone being scolded by professor Mozus Trein. Naturally, as the nice guy he was, he was going to snoop see who was in trouble and why.

- He certainly didn't expect to see someone adorned in a mask much like his own under the scrutiny of the history professor. It took him a moment to realize it was you and he was frankly impressed with the accuracy of your imitation. You wore his long coat on your shoulders, the black feathers sticking out from around the collar and shoulders. You did not wear the golden talons like he did, but your black gloves and top-hat were close enough to show you were trying to copy his appearance. It was a good imitation and had just enough sparkle to the vest that it was almost completely accurate.

- "-and to think you are going around school dressed as the Headmage! Why, he would be quite cross with you if he were here!" Without missing a beat, Crowley was quick to interrupt the conversation, picking up one of your hands and using his magic to give you your own set of the golden talons he wore so often. "If you're going to be my ward and dress like me, you may as well be as accurate as possibly, my Little Chick. And look, because I'm such a kind person, I gave you your own talons! Now we can match, like true family."

#kiame-sama #yandere #x reader #yandere x reader #reader insert #tw yandere #platonic yandere #platonic x reader #yandere twst #yandere mozus trein #yandere divus crewel #yandere dire crowley #yandere twst staff #platonic twst x reader #platonic twst staff #yandere ashton vargas #yandere twst sam

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eternal-evergreens · 2 months

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Excuse me, may I give you a request about yandere Dire Crowley and yandere Divus Crewel spanking female reader together all the time?

｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+*⁠.⁠✧"Painful Pastimes, Playful Punishments"｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+*⁠.⁠✧

Post format: drabble

Paring: Yandere!Divus Crewel x Fem!Reader x Yandere!Dire Crowely

Word count: 809

Warnings: Spanking, Humiliation, Power Play, Steamy But Not Outright NSFW, Forced Relationship, Implied Drugging, Disassociation, Non-depicted NonCon

"Count."

You've done this before. It should be okay, right? You should be used to it by now. It should be fine. It should be—

"He said count, darling," Crewel coos, an underlying impatience in his tone.

"O...kay," you murmur. Then, remembering they hate when you're quiet, you say again, louder, "Okay."

"Okay?" Crewel asks, a rising anger in his voice. You pale.

"I-I mean, yes. Yes sir. Sirs. Yes Sirs."

"Good girl," says Crowley, a clawed hand reaching out to stroke your cheek. He wipes away a tear you hadn't even realised had fallen. "Ready?" You nod, the lump in your throat too large for you to trust your own voice.

In an instant, you're placed on your stomach over your captors laps as your skirt is lifted and your panties are dragged down. You feel tears welling up in your eyes as someone strokes the flesh of your ass. A warning of what's to come. The hand is ungloved, it always is. They take them off beforehand.

You can't look, you don't look. You close your eyes. How many times have you been through this? You should be used to it by now.

Without warning, a hand comes crashing down onto your cheek. You gasp, and the tears you had been holding in escape from your eyes like a tidal wave.

"O-one," you spit out weakly. How many were they going to do again? You can't remember. You can't even remember what you did, this time. All you can focus on is the pain. They always feed you something before a session, 'to ensure you have enough energy to make it through'. You think they're drugging you to make it hurt more.

Another hand, or maybe the same one. You can never tell. The searing agony is only intensified by the second blow, and you just barely manage to choke out, "Two."

"It seems our little dove is having trouble," Crowley purrs, running a hand through your hair in a mock attempt at comfort. "Should we go a little easier on her?"

"Perhaps we can treat her to something after," Crewel says. "But only if she's good."

A sob escapes you at the third slap.

"Oh dear, we're only a tenth of the way done and you're already struggling, pup?"

"Three..." you mutter, clenching your teeth.

"F...our..."

You're just barely holding it together.

"F-fi-ive..."

Your cries turn to full blown sobs, your body shaking with each breath. Whatever they gave you—and they must have gave you something—was working. You could focus on nothing but the sheer, agonizing pain emanating from your bare bottom.

"Ten..."

It hurts it hurts it hurts.

"Fifteen..."

It hurts.

"Twenty..."

You sniffle, but no tears come out.

"Twenty-five..."

Your tears have long since dried, replaced by stoic acceptance and a touch of dissociation. Your voice echos inside your own head, as if it was coming from some place far, far away. You think they can sense you're not entirely there, but if they do, they don't seem to care enough to acknowledge it.

"Thirty..."

If you were standing, you're sure you would have collapsed to your knees the second the word came out of your mouth. But you aren't standing, so all you can do is feel your body spasm, so disconnected from it that the pain feels foreign, like you're just holding on to it for someone else. Like it's not your own.

"She did good, didn't she?" Crowley says. "I think she deserves a reward."

"I agree," says Crewel. You can practically hear the smirk in his voice. You go cold at the sound of two belts unbuckling.

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The bed is hot and sticky, but you can't bring yourself to move from it. Uncomfortable as it may be, the pain resulting from a session of punishment and two sessions of a so-called 'reward', you don't trust your legs to stand at all, much less carry you all the way to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

You don't think your two tormentors are willing to help, either, with the way Crewel is scrolling on his phone with a pipe in hand and Crowley is preening himself in the mirror. You sigh silently, having no choice but to accept your fate of lying listlessly for the next few hours until you can muster up the strength to leave and change the sheets (Crowley always promises to do it 'next time' and Crewel refuses to dirty his hands, leaving only you to clean up after their messes).

You wonder how much longer you'll have to live like this. How many more spankings you'll have to endure until you finally succeed. You wonder how many attempts to free yourself you'll have to fail before the two of them realize what you're truly up to.

You wonder if you'll ever see the light of day again, when that time comes.

#yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twst x reader #divus crewel #divus crewel x reader #yandere divus crewel #yandere crewel #dire crowley #dire crowley x reader #yandere dire crowely

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del-thetiredwriter · 1 year

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Yandere NRC staff x fem reader

Warning: yandere stuff. I don’t know what to write here

Another year has passed. You just completed your second year at NRC. All your friends' families had come to celebrate their children. Seeing them like this made you think of your family. Even though your friends and teachers did their best for you, you couldn't help but miss your family. Crowley hadn't told you about your return home in two years. After all, when you asked him about it, he would either change the subject or run away instantly.

You were on your way to the principal's office with a tray of tea and snacks. They were holding the year-end meeting as the Staff of the NRC. You were about to knock the door but you paused when you heard Crewel’s shouting.

"HE DID WHAT!" Crewel shouted.

"Do not scream. Calm down a little. Besides, I think we all predicted this would happen. You know how everyone looks at Y/n. So it is not surprising that a marriage proposal came from Briar Valley.” Trein calmly said.

Marriage proposal? to you? You couldn't understand what they were talking about. You put your ear close to the door and silently listen to the conversations.

“Still, we have to think about what to do. One year left until y/n becomes fourth year. During this time we have to think about what we can do about not only Malleus Draconia but Kingscholar, Al-Asim and others. After all, I don't think we're strong enough to block them all." Sam continued.

“Well, dear Headmaster , what are we going to do now? I hope you have a plan for that too. Because I'm not too keen on giving Y/n to those filthy dogs." said Crewel in a sarcastic tone.

“Oh really why do I do all the work?” Crowley groaned.

“You managed to keep her with us once. Now do it again.” Trein said.

Keep you with them once? Were they talking about you?

“But it was different then. All I had to do was destroy the way back,” said Crowley.

You couldn't believe what you heard. Your hands and legs began to tremble and you fell to the ground. The strength in your legs was gone in an instant.

With a bang, the door opened. You saw Crewel sensei. When he saw you like that, he immediately squatted down next to you.

“Puppy are you okay? Are you hurt?” He said worriedly.

He tried to take the broken pieces of cups from your hand, but you backed away.

"Don’t , Don't come any closer!" you shouted in fear.

Crewel looked at you worriedly. Meanwhile, the others came to the sound. They were all anxiously trying to calm you down.

“Y/n honey, let go of that one. You will hurt yourself.” said Crowley.

Looking at their faces made you nauseous. How could you be so stupid?

“How could you… how could you do this to me! My family, my home, you took everything from me!” You shouted.

At that, all their faces darkened.

“Y/n sweetie , how much did you hear?” said Crowley, smiling.

"Is this important?"

"Understood"

Then you heard some spells and you fell asleep.

“Great, more work” Crowley sighed.

"I guess we'll have to look at memory spells before marriage proposals "

#yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #yandere NRC Staff #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #Yandere Dire Crowley #yandere Divus Crewel #yandere Mozus Trein #yandere sam #yandere #Yandere Ashton vargas #yandere dire Crowley x reader #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland Crowley #twisted wonderland crewel

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twst-kumi · 5 months

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Weeping Maiden's dorm part 1

Here we go, the first part of the RSA dorm and its members. I will post the last three dorms and the staff after Chapter 2.

If you have any questions about any characters, feel free to ask. I would be happy to answer it.

Royaldawn Dormitory :

[Name] Yamada, she has similar feature from her brother but is seen as the pretty siblings. She was a child actor in her childhood to middle school.

Flora, she is Royaldawn Dormitory's self designated housekeeper. She love [Name] greatly as she remind her of her godchild Briar rose. She is obsessed with pink.

Apple Red :

Dorm leader

Neige Leblanche

Sophomore

Unique magic: True love kiss

Homeland: Shaftland

Vice leader

Ash Blueglass

Junior

Unique magic: midnight clock

Homeland: Shaftland

Belle-rose :

Dormleader

Henry Beaumont

Senior

Unique magic: Tale as old as time

Homeland: Fleur city

Vice leader

Candle Jr Rocktail

Senior

Unique magic: Showtime

Homeland: Fleur city

Dorm members :

Endy Stirling

Sophomore

Unique magic: Make-believe

Homeland: Clock town

Aurelius Dreamscape

Freshman

Unique magic: Once upon a dream

Homeland: Briar Valley

Whitecourt

Dormleader

Chess White

Senior

Unique magic: Wishful thinking

Homeland: Queendom of rose

Vice leader

Mercury Hat

Senior

Unique magic: 10/6

Homeland: Queendom of rose

Dorm members:

Jack Rabbit

Junior

Unique magic: Tick-tock clock

Homeland: Queendom of rose

Che'nya

Junior

Unique magic: Sneaky cat

Homeland: Queendom of rose

Alexis Lewis

Freshman

Unique magic: Eat me, drink me

Homeland: Queendom of rose

Kingsword

Dormleader:

Zhen YongWei

Senior

Unique magic: For our honor

Homeland: Empire of the Dragon (Far East)

Vice leader:

Mu Chen

215

Senior

Unique magic: Dancing dragon

Homeland: Empire of the Dragon (Far East)

Dorm members:

Heric Jupiter

Sophomore

Unique magic: Beyond the distance

Homeland: Island of hope

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cutelittlevamp · 2 years

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Hello! I had a thought with yandere Divus Crewel. So Divus with (platonic) student darling that is insecure that everyone hates them and after classes with him they wait till everyone leaves and ask him(because they trust him the most) if their feelings are right and so they end up clingling to him and crying on him and he just comforts them. I’m sorry if my english is bad it’s not my first language but the idea seemed really nice and I needed to share it with someone

... I ... I can't even start to apologise, so I guess I'll stop right away .-. I'm so sorry

It's short but it's the first thing I've written in quite a while that I don't completely despise, so ... well. I hope you like it a little

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Yesterday just wasn’t your day.

Today isn’t either.

Tomorrow probably won’t be any better.

At least, that’s what you thought. He first thought it was adorable when you came to him with your thoughts. So timid and insecure. You didn’t talk much at first but the more time you spent with him, the more you opened up.

He always thought you were a loner. Another introverted student of his but it turned out you were simply insecure.

“Actually, I think they all hate me.” or “I really don’t fit in here.”

As your professor he should help you with your insecurities and he did, just maybe not in the way he should have.

Sure, in the beginning he did tell you that not everyone in Night Raven College hated you. They just didn’t know you. Yet you never seemed quite content with his explanations, even though they obviously made sense to you.

“I don’t hate you, pup.”

Now, that sentence went right to your head. To have you look at him with your wide puppy dog eyes, practically clinging to him every free second of the day.

It was just too adorable.

Soon the man found himself unable to strengthen your already crumbling confidence. What did you need the others for if you had him? He was definitely more than just capable enough to take care of one little pup.

Then there was that one fateful day …

“Professor Crewel?” You peeked into the empty classroom, silently closing the door behind you. “Professor?”

Even though he couldn’t see you yet he could clearly hear the crack in your voice, as if you were close to tears. Putting down his tools he rushed towards you from one of the side rooms. He had been right, you were crying.

“What happened pup?” You didn’t even answer, instead just closing the remaining distance between you two to cry into his chest. So miserable. So vulnerable. So … adorable.

Maybe he still didn’t know what exactly happened but whoever had tormented you would regret it. There was such a strong urge to protect you, his little puppy. You were so helpless without him.

There was another emotion, too. Pure pride. You had troubles and you came straight to him as if he was your only safe haven in the whole school. That would remain that way, he’d make sure of it.

Comforting you like this he wondered …

Did you have a family? Parents? Grandparents? Siblings?

Siblings wouldn’t be that big of a problem but if something would happen to your caretakers …

Maybe he could officially adopt you?

Then you’d be his little pup

Forever

#ask #ask response #twisted wonderland divus #twisted wonderland #yandere divus crewel #divus crewel #yandere twst #twst #twst x reader #tw yandere #yandere #divus x reader #divus crewel x reader #platonic yandere

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flaresemily · 2 months

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Twisted Wonderland

- yandere overblots x muichiro reader (romantically)

Nothing yet (Request are open)

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 2 years

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I've read your Test guys with mc in their period, and thought about Crewle daughter going the same thing but add on that for the non humans they smell sweet as if they are in minor heat

And realize that female faes don't have period like humans do, and she being half she have more human side on things

Idk just thought it'll be interesting

Period Pain | Half-Fae Crewel Daughter Reader

That’s a lot of characters to do for someone as prideful as Crewel’s daughter

But I’ll do a few so you’ll have a good idea as to know what she does

And you’re right it is interesting

Since its the half-fae Crewel reader

Which is different than the original in terms of how they’ll react and who they turn to

It certaintly puts others in a position of power:

Lilia Vanrouge

“No worries dearest, Papa Lilia knows all! So just stay in Diasomnia for a while!”

To anyone thinking logically, this isn’t the best idea

Going into the one place where an abundance of fae who are actually able to pick up on your ovulation

While you’re much more inclined to encounter various courting methods

But when you eventually do as he says, refusing your father’s help, and holing yourself up in Lilia’s room

Just leading to obviously unfavorable encounters with various students wishing to get a piece

All so that Lilia can swoop in and save the day

Now platonic Lilia already has a goal in mind pushing one of his boys to aid you with your minor heat

Whereas romantic Lilia is graciously volunteering himself

“Now dearest, don’t fret I’ll happily provide you the relief you so desperately need!”

No matter how many scary encounters and close calls he’s not letting any of them get too close

He’s tortured enemies before

guarded castles before

Fought off hordes of enemies before

Keeping you to himself for your season is a piece of cake

Malleus Draconia

“I am here at your beck and call! Let me ease your pain!”

When he sees you still from pains with cramps

The trails of a magical scent emanate slightly

Allowing him to know all that he needs to

He scares off anybody else interested in the scent

If not only by his presence but he’s actually glaring this time

Soothing you in the way only another fae can (as Lilia said)

Unbeknownst to you this is part of the courting ritual

Letting Malleus guard you

Letting him use his magic to soothe you

And sleeping in the comfort of his wings

“Rest now my mate you are in my care.”

#yanderes x crewel daughter reader #yandere divus crewel #yanderes crewel daughter #yandere divus crewel x reader #crewel daughter reader #yandere papacrewel #yandere lilia vanrouge #yandere lilia x reader #yabdere lilia #yandere x reader #yandere x you #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderexrea #yandere malleus draconia #yandere malleus x reader #yandere malleus #yandere twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland malleus

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ghostieyanyan · 11 months

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Twisted Wonderland Demon Au

Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw

Octavinelle, Scarabia

Pomefiore, Ignihyde

Diasomnia

~{NRC Staff}~

This is part 4!!

More thoughts on this au~

All the demons with more demon-like qualities (aka several horns), there's a restriction so all demons have to be in an appropriate attire (a set of horns, and human-anoid appearance.)

this being said, all the teacher's are just holding back with their appearances owo

Crowley is the "only" demon that has feather wings, they are black but most feathered wings are from angels. theres mysteries around it which Crowley quickly shuts down...

For Crewel's horns, i wanted to do a one pointing up and one pointing down, but it looked weird.. so he has a part white and part black on his horns ^^

Trein's horns are supposed to be from thsoe classic red demon horns you see. i do like how its coming from the front of his head

Vargas's horns, theyre supposed to be bull horns. is there more to explain?

Sam's horns!! i was most excited for this one!! remember the scene, where the shadow man is singing about his friends on the other side. the main mask, the big one, that gives him that pendent. (the mask that also ate him too....) Those horns!! yes i gave him those horns.

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Hair colored in

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just lineart

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roxanaagriche111 · 1 year

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Before you read, I would like to explain some things! First off, if you guys don’t know what the rules are then please go back to the masterlist page! If you have any problems with the rules then please kindly leave!

In this story, you are a witch that is married to Divus Crewel. Before you met Crewel, you had traveled a lot helping other people during their time of need. During this time you had bump into children of many kind and help them in some way. Malleus was the first one and others came after since Malleus is older than them. You ended up vanishing from their lives so suddenly, causing many of them to try and find you. They kept searching from childhood to their college years with the Vice Dorm Leaders helping. They almost gave up until JUST recently you showed up again, but married to one of their teachers! This leaves a very bitter taste in them. Their view of you being a mother figure soon turned into a love obsession making them crazed suitors. But your husband may also be one who had destroyed past rivals trying to win your heart before marrying you. But don’t take my word for it! You’ll have to find out yourself!

I would like to warn those who are under the age of 18 to please leave. This story is for 18 and above. The reason why is that this is a dark romance story with Yandere and other things that may be uncomfortable.

The requirements of what the story holds are Yandere, dark romance, forceful NSFW (maybe), and other things that will be listed in later chapters! If you are uncomfortable with these then please leave!

Chapters with those types of warnings will be put within the chapter before the chapter begins! There will also be fun facts at the end of the story!

FYI: In this information about who you are in this story. I had already made your personality, hobby, likes and dislikes, and background while the rest you decide! If they are wrong then I’m sorry, but I don’t know who you are, what you look like, etc. This is all based on fanfiction!

Thank you and enjoy!

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Name: (Y/n) Divus

Gender: Female

Age: for this story, you are somewhat as old as Lilia but a bit younger. So either pick a number between 500 and 600 years old. (You are this old because you met Malleus when he was a child or a baby. Malleus is 178 years old (18) in the main story. So I’m trying to get you to meet him early on so he won’t forget about you)

Height: you decide

Body figure: you decide

Hair color and length: you decide

Eye color: you decide

Skin color: you decide

Sexuality: straight

Wording shortcuts: (Y/n)=your name, (L/n)=last name, (h/l)=hair length, (h/c)=hair color, (e/c)=eye color, (s/c)=skin color, (fav/f)=fav food, (fav/c)=fav color

Origin: you decide

Family:

(F/n) (L/n) (father/deceased)

(M/n) (L/n (mother/deceased)

Divus Crewel (husband/alive)

Best friend:

Crowley

Trein

Coach Vargas

Sam

Species: witch

Occupation: married woman

Spouse: Divus Crewel

Suitors (some are aged up to be safe):

Riddle Rosehearts (aged up since he’s 17)

Trey Clover

Leona Kingscholar

Ruggie Bucchi

Azul Ashengrotto (aged up since he is 17)

Jade and Floyd Leech (both aged up since they are 17)

Kalim Al-Asim (aged up since he’s 17)

Jamil Viper (aged up since he’s 17)

Vil Schoenheit

Rook Hunt

Idia Shroud

Malleus Draconia

Lilia Vanrouge

Platonic relationships:

All 1st, 2nd years, some even 3rd years if I had left anyone out.

Ortho

Checka

Grimm

Yuu

Personality:

In this story, you act like a noble lady. You carry yourself as mature and a powerful figure type. Not one to be scared or frightened of certain situations. Despite this, you are a kind woman yet tend to be childish. You know how to judge correctly in times of needs. You care for young children who are either saddened or hurt by something or someone. This leads you to have a motherly behavior around them to help aid and comfort them. You are also powerful in history despite being a witch. You will never grow old or die as you were able to make yourself immortal. Despite being noble-like grown woman. You’d instantly melt (not literally) in the arms of your loving husband Divus Crewel.

Hobbies:

In this story, you love to travel around the world of Twisted Wonderland. You love to help people, especially children as you’d often give large sums to orphanages in need thanks to you being married to a wealthy man. Your husband LOVES to spoil you rotten, but you can’t help but donate them to people in need. That doesn’t mean you throw his gifts that mean a lot to you away though!

Likes:

You love children and want kids. But you and Crewel are too busy with things going on, so it’s been put on the bottom of a to do list. You love to read and paint as well as playing the piano. You are fascinated when it comes to vintage things like antiques!

Dislikes:

You hate it when parental figures harm their own children. You end up turning them into a toad and sometimes cook them if you’re feeling evil.

Background:

You are a witch from no noble blood, but you act like it which surprises many when finding out you’re just a normal witch. You had managed to extend your life and the very thing keeping you alive is ???

You married your husband later in the years after many traveling. You both want children but have so many things to do before being able.

Fun extra fact: You dislike silver metals and iron as they are your weakness! (Like Maleficent’s weakness is iron. Only difference is that silver metals are also involved)

These are what you wear as Crewel’s wife. Man has a thing for mermaid dresses

MASTERLIST

STORY SUMMARY

PROLOGUE COMING SOON

CHAPTER 1 COMING SOON

#twisted wonderland #yandere insert #yandere twisted wonderland #twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twst #twst #yandere fanfic #witch reader #married reader #divus crewel

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