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Twisted Wonderland Incorrect Quote #3

Crewel: I see your adapting

Wednesday!Yuu (Referring to Crowley): He’s been smothering me with his Generosity. I hope to return the favor

Crowley (Prideful):（＾∀＾）

Wednesday!Yuu: In his sleep

Crowley (Terrified): 〣( ºΔº )〣

Let’s be real, NO ONE would be safe if we came to NRC as Wednesday… Especially RSA if they tried anything (That place will be nothing but a heap of ash in less than an hour when we’re through with them…)

Twisted Wonderland Incorrect Quote #4

She’s at that Special Age

The Teachers after getting to know Wednesday!Yuu a bit more

Crewel (Proud Father): She’s at that special age where there’s only one thing on her mind

NRC Students (Hopeful): …Boys?

Wednesday!Yuu: Homicide

Look me into my eyes and tell me the Teachers wouldn’t watch her like a proud father/uncles/mother/grandfather as she scares off any potential suitors with her…tools

Twisted Wonderland Incorrect Quote #5

Spring Colors

Wednesday!Yuu (Wearing a very slightly lighter shade of her black uniform):

Crewel (Nods): Ah, I see one of you pups is bursting out your spring colors

Students (Squint at her uniform but can’t find a difference): How…?

Crewel (Smacks a few heads with his Wand-Stick Whip thing): It’s called ‘Observation’, maybe if any of you had it beside Young Addams then a lot of you pups wouldn’t be failing my class (Snaps his Wand-Stick in his hands)

If it’s not obvious already…I love Wednesday Addams, she’s my favorite (That and I find Sassy Crewel the best version of Crewel)

Canadian Mc

As a Canadian I can say that most of us make fun of stupid people not from Canada, with telling them all lies about our climate. So mc is from Canada and is now laughing about the facts they give the other first years (most of them are fake tho).

———

Ace: Hey, Yuu how is everything in your world like.

Mc: Well we’re I’m from it’s really cold all the time.

Ace: That doesn’t seem to bad, Jack lives in the north.

Mc: Cold enough that in some places people live in igloos because they can’t build houses in the climate.

Ace: Oh!

Mc: I was close to the border so I lived in a house, but in knew people how didn’t.

Ace: !?!?

———

Silver: How dose police get by with out carriages or cars as it seems you don’t have roads of any kind.

Mc: Horses, police ride horses.

Silver: So do you know how to ride them.

Mc: No, most people move by dog sleds, snowmobiles or walking.

Silver: Oh.

Lilia: *Mouths to Mc “lies”*

Mc: *Smiles and brings finger to mouth*

Lilia: *Nods and smiles*

———

Mc: I’m sorry I’m late!

Crewel: Bad dog, why were you late!

Mc: There was a moose outside of my dorm!

Crewel: You could have just left.

Mc: No! Me getting even close to a moose is like a mouse fighting a dragon. I could have died if I left my dorm.

Grim: How the hell do you know that?

Mc: In Canada moose’s come and go were so schools sure down because of them.

———

Jack: I want to know more about the wild life from Canada.

Mc: Moose will trample anyone that gets to close to them, survivors of moose attacks say that the moose will show up outside their house.

Jack: How about bears.

Mc: Polar bears are the only bear that will follow someone to kill them, a normal size human male torso is that same size of their paw.

Jack: Ok that’s all I need.

———

The moose and polar bear are actually facts so try avoiding those animals.

Twisted wonderland x Obey Me!Mc

Mc was five when they first went to Devildom and they got adopted by Lucifer as they had no family. They are now 16 yeas old and they get transported to Twisted Wonderland, how will everyone react with Mc having a fucked up sense of humour, can blackmail people in minutes, just to cute to say no to and really innocent (the brothers protected her innocent a little too much).

———

Mc has NO fear at all. After you have face Lucifer enough times nothing scares you anymore. Mc has eaten stuff that should have killed them... but it didn’t.

Crewel: Yuu! Why did you eat that, bad dog!

Mc: We eat this all the time back at home! It’s totally normal.

Crewel: That was highly poison to humans!

Mc: Oh. Well I’m fine!

———

At random day Mc will have one of the demon brothers following them or sleeping on them. The first time it happened was with Belphegor, he slept on mc for the whole day and they had to drag him around the school.

Ace: Yuu who’s that?

Mc: He’s Belphegor Avatar of Sloth.

Ace: What is he doing?

Mc: He’s sleeping dumbass

Deuce: On your head.

Mc: Yes.

Deuce: Are you use to him sleeping on your head as you drag him?

Mc: Of course, he dose this all the time. Now let’s go to class.

*At class*

Crewel: Yuu! Who is that sleeping on you?

Mc: He’s Belphegor the Avatar of Sloth.

Crewel: He can’t be here as he is not a student.

Belphegor: I will do what ever I want you stupid mortal being!

Crewel: What did you just say!

Belphegor: Fuck you! I will sleep wherever I want to!

Mc: He’s a demon.

Crewel: Please tell me sooner if someone is a demon puppy.

———

The strongest demon that had ever followed Mc around would be Mammon, which people weren’t scared of as he my be powerful but is actually really nice. Night Raven College has only seen Belphegor, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Satan and Mammon. So after winter break Lucifer arrived at the school, sending everyone into shock.

Lucifer: Yuu! Where have you been!

Mc: I have been going to a school called Night Raven College in Twisted Wonderland.

Lucifer: You can’t use magic in that world.

Mc: I know. I have a cat raccoon thing named Grim that can do magic.

Lucifer: I will be following you around today. Now where are you from you surely don’t sleep in this place.

Mc: I do sleep here...

Lucifer: Take me to the headmaster so we can have a little chat about your living conditions.

Ace: Yuu ready for another d-

Lucifer: *Smiling and glaring at ADeuce*

Deuce: Umm. H-hello s-si-sir Lucifer!

Mc: He’s my papa!

Grim: He came in the middle of the night.

-Later in Crowley’s office-

Mc: Headmaster someone needs to see you~

Crowley: If you are asking about the way home I’m not d-

Lucifer: No. I want to talk to you personally.

Crowley: Mr. L-Lucifer! What brings you here?

Lucifer: I want to know about the dorm you put my child in and how you treat them.

Crowley: Uh um. Ohhhh yes. We can talk about that.

Mc: I have to go to class bye.

———

Mc and Grim had now gotten Ramshackle dorm renovated and their allowance has been raised. In the end it is now school known that Mc is the adopted child of Lucifer Avatar of Pride.

Twisted wonderland x Alchemist Mc

Mc is from the same world of Fullmetal Alcemist: Brotherhood and fought during the promise day. Mc has saw truth by trying to bring their older brother back from the dead, he studied alchemy and ended up killing himself after finding out the truth about the philosopher stone. Mc can use sapphire fire alchemy (their brothers work) and lost their right arm.

———

Mc cleaned ramshackle in a day, with just clapping their hands and doing some alchemy.

Crowley: Yuu... is this the same dorm I gave to you!?!

Mc: Yeah, I just used some alchemy to fix it up and all.

Crowley: I could use this to make the whole school shine better then RSA!

Mc: Not a chance am I doing that for you.

Crowley: I will not not give you any extra cash.

Mc: This is abuse of power.

———

Alchemy class is confusing for them as all they do is potions and understand the laws of it. Mc just sleeps through the whole class as they already know everything about it.

Crewel: Ok so dose anyone know the laws of equivalent exchange.

Mc: Mankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return.

Crewel: Good puppy! See maybe I should make everyone stay for extra lessons as it seems to be working.

Mc: Nah it didn’t work at all, in my world I am an alchemist so I already know the rules.

———

People finding out about Mc having automail and having them freak out.

Mc: It’s so hot in this gash darn room! *takes off sweater and gloves to be in a tank top*

Deuce: Y-Yuu! What happened to your arm?!

Mc: Oh... I committed a taboo among alchemy.

Ace: So committing this taboo gives you a cool metal arm?

Vil: No you potatoes! Yuu tried human transmutation and saw truth!

Mc: As punishment of doing it I lost my arm... to make it worst I was just 10 years old when I did it knowing it was wrong.

Rook: You must have tried to bring someone you love very much back to life.

Mc: Some other alchemist who committed the taboo found out it really wasn’t the person they were trying to bring back... mine was the same.

Kalim: That must feel bad suffering for someone else you didn’t want to bring back.

Mc: No I am happy as I didn’t make my brother die twice and the pain I went through is what I needed to move on from his death.

Vil: Strong words for a potato, now everyone back to work!

———

Mc having interesting conversation with diasomnia.

Sebek: Human! We will be needing your help.

Mc: What do you need my help with homunculus?

Sebek: I am not a homunculus!

Mc: Yeah I don’t think anyone beside a homunculus would look down upon humans!

*Tea with Diasomnia*

Lilia: Mc why do you hate being called human when that what you are?

Mc: Oh you see in my home country the king was a homunculus that was just going to use the whole kingdom as a giant sacrifice for a philosopher stone!

Malleus: So you were stuck knowing what was going to happen.

Mc: Only some of us knew but we did what we could and took them all down including the master mind of who they called father.

Male yuu's dumb kids

Crowley:"what are those dumb kids doing now?"

M!yuu:"what dumb kids?"

Crowley:*points to Ace,Deuce,and Grim*

Crewel:"yeah those are some stupid kids."

M!yuu:*sighs* "yeah."

M!yuu: ....

M!yuu:"WAIT THOSE ARE MY DUMB KIDS!!"

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Bonus pic

Vil spent some time in Ramcharckle and turned his nose up at Yuu's old clothes. And Crewel decided its time to spoil the favorite pup a little They looked at her and said:

Get in the car loser, we're going shopping

I personally am a fan of the papa crewel hcs and Vils just neat

This is part 8 of the "What if Yuu didn't want to go back?" Series!

(I, the author of this work, do not consent to this work being crossposted/translated without my knowledge or used to train an AI, ever.)

Masterlist

Vil stares for a moment, just a moment, and then smiles. Grim is still looking at me weird, but says nothing.

We leave to eat. Grim's strange looks halt when he sees breakfast: poppyseed bagels with cream cheese and lox. We eat instead of talking, and I take the time to admire just how clean this place is.

Everything is so shiny. There aren't any paintings or pictures, noticeably, but there is a mirror hanging over there. It was probably put there to allow people to look at the oven without having to turn around, given the location and angle.

Looking in the mirror... Hey, it's Korrak and Mandible! And...Rook? Looks like he's intercepting them, too. At least he's giving them food first. Korrak walks toward the stairs with half a poppyseed bagel in hand.

Oh, well. That's none of my business. I'm done with my bagel, though, so it's off to the Backstage Room!

Grim finishes his breakfast on the way, and I brush him until his coat is soft and even. He doesn't complain about me stopping this time, but he does set off on a quest of magically dressing himself.

When I finish my routine, we head off to put my new phone up, and then it's off to History of Magic.

Trappola isn't here yet, surprisingly. I figured he'd've learned his lesson after yesterday, but I guess not. Oh, well. His problem! We'll snitch again if he starts today with a repeat of yesterday.

By the time we sit down and start talking to Deuce, Trappola walks into the room- with a collar on?

"I see your stares. Don't ask."

With that, he sits. Deuce stares right at him for a solid 20 seconds before speaking.

"We don't even have oolong."

"Not what happened."

I sit there, contemplating why this kid is wearing a heart-shaped collar with a lock on it to class. Very much a "Heartslabyul" look, though. Half is black, half is red, and the outlines are gold.

The bells rings, and Trein starts the lesson. I take notes and help Grim do the same with his levitation magic. He picks up on it pretty fast, and his writing is easily legible within 5 minutes.

Crewel gives Trappola a funny look when he walks in, but says nothing and the way he teaches seems normal. This is only the second time I've had him, though.

More note-taking commences. I'm rather tempted to question Trappola where he got that and why he's wearing it, but class is ongoing, so I refrain from asking and make sure Grim does the same. He shoots me dirty looks whenever I close his mouth for him, but he stays quiet.

Grim and I actually manage to stay conscious all through P.E.! That's a win for us.

"What, you think you're special just 'cause you didn't take a nap when you fell?"

"Nope! We think we're special cause we aren't the ones wearing a collar, and one of us is a cat."

Trappola turns bright red. "What the hell?!"

"Mya-ha, that's what you get!"

"He has a point, Ace. How did you get that, anyway?"

"Shut up, Deuce."

"Hey, Trappola, remember that one time you were snarky with Deuce and wound up cleaning all the chairs in Trein's room? I do."

Trappola shuts his mouth, forgets his lesson, and speaks again. "Hey, you can call me 'Ace.' I don't mind. Why do you only ever call me by my last name?"

"That's what the headmage called you during the entrance ceremony. Besides, we also call you 'entrance ceremony claustrophobe.'"

"Behind my back?"

"To your face, entrance ceremony claustrophobe."

"Okay, guys, that's enough."

"Shut it, Deuce."

"Dude, what is your problem?" Evidently, Deuce has finally had enough.

"It probably has something to do with the collar." Okay, being a dick here won't help, but I'm bored and hungry, so I'll care after lunch.

"Yeah, it does!"

"Myeh... I'd just take it off."

"I. Can't."

"Why not?"

"You say that like you don't know."

"They're first years from a different dorm, Ace. Of course they don't know. You have to tell them."

Trappola says nothing. Apparently, that thought didn't occur to him. I'm guessing most of them don't, though.

Trappola sighs, but still doesn't say anything. Deuce, clearly fed up, turns to us. "Our housewarden's signature spell is called 'Off With Your Head,' and he uses it on Heartslabyuls who break the rules. The spell places a collar around the target's neck," Deuce motions to Trappola, "and seals away their magic. I'm not sure what Ace did to get collared, but only Riddle can remove it."

I remember one of the Pomefiore sophomores explained all of the housewardens and dorms to the freshmen, me and Grim included. That's how I know Riddle Rosehearts is the Heartslabyul housewarden, a sophomore in the dorm based on strictness. No wonder, huh?

"Myaah... hey, Redhead, did you complain about yesterday in front of Rosehearts?"

Trappola looks stunned. "Yeah... How'd you know?"

"You swear when you're mad. That's probably banned."

"...You're right."

Grim appears prideful of his accomplishment, chest out and everything. Trappola looks lost. Deuce looks hungry.

"Let's go to lunch. Come on, Ace."

Grim and I wave. "Bye, Deuce! Bye, Trappola!"

The walk back to the dorm is tiring, but it's nice knowing we're just a little step closer to whatever it is we're reaching for.

This is part 10 of the "What if Yuu didn't want to go back?" Series!

(I, the author of this work, do not consent to this work being crossposted/translated without my knowledge or used to train an AI, ever.)

Masterlist

"Are you sure I can't use the power drill?"

"I ain't known ya fer all that long, ginger, but I wouldn't trust ya wit' a feather if I didn't think th' clinic had 'n open spot."

"What the fuck is your problem?"

"Trappola," I start, doing my very best to embody Vil's aura of a strong mother giving a warning, "say that again, without swearing."

"The fuck?"

"We both know what a swear is. Do not play with me, Trappola."

"Okay, fine. Hey, lavender breeze, what is your problem?"

"Lavender breeze? Well, I ain't no hussy city folk- you wanna fight me, ya better say it outright, ya concrete coward!"

"Oh, I'm a coward? You're on!"

"Say it, ya toilet-fire-fer-hair! Say ya wanna fight! 'R are ya too much'f a ketchup addict t' talk?"

"Korrak, right? Where is he getting those insults?"

"B-beats me, Deuce."

"Uh... hey! Ace! Epel! Not the time!"

Epel momentarily freezes, recalling the stories of Crewel's punishments he's heard from other. Trappola, not so much.

"Deuce, shut up!"

Something in Deuce snaps. There's a wild look I'm his eyes, and he's, evidently, just as sick of Trappola as he should be. "You wanna fight, just say it!"

"Is that a challenge?"

"Not 'ntil ya say it is, ya pigeon poop patootie!"

"Okay, fine! I'll fight you both!" With that, Trappola punches Deuce exactly once, in the shoulder, before getting his shit wrecked on the lab floor. Korrak even summoned popcorn, which would've pissed off the "pigeon poop patootie" if he weren't so busy getting his ass handed to him.

"You got it, Sir!" By the time I look up to see who said that, a tall, buff wolf dude is heroically lifting our damsel in distress from the linoleum and carrying him to Crewel. They briefly discuss something, and then Trappola's knight in shining armor is leaving him in a chair and walking over to us.

Crewel, having started sooner, arrives first. "Well, I can't have my pups dogfighting. Who was involved?"

Wolf boy, who has now finished walking over and is standing next to Crewel, speaks up. "The other Heartslabyul and the Pomefiore with no familiar, sir. Those are the ones who were fighting him. The others were eating popcorn."

Crewel smiles. "You and you, not Yuu," he begins, pointing at Epel, Deuce, and me in turn, "detention. You are to clean all of the stations in this room, top and sides, after class. I will let you have dinner first. Do not open the cabinets or drawers when you clean them, but do wash the cabinet doors and handles."

Epel and Deuce nod. "Yes, sir."

Crewel seems to approve. "Howl, you will be joining them in place of Trappola. Make sure they don't fight again."

"Yes, sir!" Howl practically salutes Crewel. Well, he doesn't, but I'm pretty sure Crewel had to tell him not to do that at some point, because that poor wolf boy looks like he has to physically stop himself from doing some kind of salute.

Once Crewel walks off, Wolfie starts glaring at us- mostly at Deuce and Epel, but everyone gets a taste of yellow eyes boring into their soul.

I glance to my left. Korrak is frozen in place, seemingly out of fear. Wolfie takes notice quite quick.

"Hey, are you alright?"

No answer. Wolfie tries again.

"Hey, you. With the deep purple eyes that have hints of pale blue in them. I'm talking to you. Are you okay? Do you need to go to the nurse? I'm not gonna hurt you, okay?"

Looks like I misread Korrak's sudden lack of movement. Ever since he and Howl locked gazes and the wolf boy told him his eye color, my roommate has been blushing.

"Myaah, we have an assignment! Come on, I want a good grade!"

Epel just shakes his head and mutters something about "jus' don't know how t' be direct."

"Uh, name's Jack. Jack Howl. Nice to meet you, Mr...."

"K-Korrak. Korrak Dinik. It's, um, nice to meet you, Jack."

"C'mon, guys, we do have an assignment. And, Jack, I'll try not to get into another fight."

"Good. Deuce, right?"

"That's correct! How'd you know?"

"Heard the whole thing. Speaking of which, Epel, never insult people again. You're too good at it. Now, we need to find a way to use the drill that nobody would really expect."

Hey, I know this! "Flashlight."

"Drills have flashlights?"

"Yeah, so you can see where you're drilling. Just turn it on and you have a flashlight."

Korrak looks at Deuce, who nods and begins furiously writing on the provided paper.

"Now we can just screw around!"

"Question: why does the opossum talk more than the human?"

"Don't worry about that, Jack. But, hey, we get to slack off now! Mya-ha!"

Nothing significant happens for the rest of the class, but I did notice that, out of the three-sevenths of us who have fur, Jack's is the worst-kept. His fur looks very soft, to be honest, just... dusty. And like he doesn't put some fur oils on his brush before he uses it in the morning, which is what I expected, given that Pomefiore is the only dorm that makes a point of ensuring everyone and everyone's familiars are top-teir in skin and fur care.

Back at the dorm, however, Vil is waiting.

"Epel. I have been told you got into a fight today and that you are to return to Crewel's room after dinner. Explain."

"I didn't throw the first punch, he did. And he called me 'lavender breeze!' That ain't sumthin' 'e can git away with!"

"Who?"

"Trappola," I fill in.

"Oh, the claustrophobe from the entrance ceremony?"

I grin. "Yeah, him."

"And, Epel, are you hurt?"

Epel just grins. "Not at all!"

Vil nods. "Rook, make sure Epel returns to Crewel's room after dinner.

Rook appears out of nowhere with the typical "Oui!"

Dinner is salmon patties! Rook stops the mosh pit by the tartar sauce from becoming an all-out brawl, but someone still ends up with a black eye. Nobody gets in trouble because the kid tripped, and not a single punch was thrown.

As per usual, Vil makes everyone take something that isn't fish or tartar sauce, and we are not exempt. The cucumbers are good, though, as are the rest of the assorted veggies we wind up with. As some of the first people to get there, we get a load of carrots, which Grim devours the moment he's done with his patties.

The instant Epel finishes his food, he sighs. "Is he behind me?"

I don't have to answer. Once again, Rook just goes "Oui!" Epel puts his plate away, waves goodbye, and leaves. I toss in a "May the odds be ever in your favor!" That gets Rook to spend what I assume is the rest of the walk prateing about beauty. Because, hey, that's Rook. What else would he do?

Korrak goes to our bedroom and does whatever. I go to the bathroom, and, when I return, Rook intercepts me.

"Monseur Mystery, go get your phone and come with me." When I return, phone in hand, Rook says nothing more. Instead, he leads me wordlessly down the halls, and I recognize the route as the way to Vil's room.

When we reach the rather large door, Rook knocks only once upon it.

"Come in."

We do.

Vil's face softens when he sees me. "Yuu, I assume you may have trouble with setting up the phone?"

"I can't even figure out how to open the box."

"Alright. Let me show you."

hugging them for the first time pt5

Pomefiore Dorm & staff (Vil, Rook, Crewel, Trein, Vargas, and sam)

Y/n has been at NRC for a while and she's never hugged anyone (besides grim) until today. Y/n took in a deep breath before walking out the door of the ramshackle dorm with grim on her shoulder.

Rook Hunt: He already knows what's going on and is excited! When he sees y/n walking towards the pomefiore dorm he was singing praises as he ran towards her. Y/n had a feeling rook knew he’s rook he always knows. Anyway when she saw the blond hunter running towards her singing praises she just shook her head, smiled, and held her arms out for the french man, Which he quickly wrapped his arms around her and hugged y/n very tightly while swinging her around.

Vil Schoenheit: Ask before touching! Y/n may be his favorite potato but ask first! Vil was in his room doing his normal afternoon routine when he heard a knock on the door “enter!” vil said as he just finished putting the lotion on his face “Roi du Poison little trickster is here to see you” Rook happily said as he opened the door revealing both rook and y/n “come in my potato! You're just in time to try this new lotion! Rook shut the door on the way out please!” Vil smiled as he patted the seat beside him. Y/n walked over to him and gently sat down beside him. “Ok my potato, what brings you to me today?” vil asked as he rubbed the lotion on y/ns puggy face “Nothing wrong, i just wanted to ask if i could give the fairest of them all a hug?” Y/n asked vil looked at her before smiling and pulling her into a hug “of course potato! Thank you for asking as well” vil said as he patted the back of her head.

Crowely: Hair spay and a lighter I'm making smoked crow sorry Crowley fans, no touching this man in my story. Crowely “come on give me a hug i’ve been so generous” “Mf you overwork me, cut the money, threaten to kick me out of the ramshack if i don't do your job and more!” Crowely sat pouting in a corner. Y/n definitely bribed ruggie to steal the crows credit cards ( my Hogwarts oc everytime crowley upsets her off “AVADA-” was tackled and hugged by the first years.)

Crewel: Father! Y/n saw her father figure she smiled as she quickly walked up beside him “afternoon professor crewel you need some help?” y/n asked crewel looked shocked for a second “sorry pup you startled me, but yes i would greatly appreciate the help” crewel said as y/n opened her arms he gently placed some of the stuff he was holding into her arms “thank you pup!” crewel smiled at y/n as they started walking. As they walked down the hall y/n and crewel was talking about each others days since today was one of the days y/n didn’t have potions. Crewel was proud that she got a 90% on her last history quiz. Soon they got to crewel's classroom and they placed everything on his desk “D- professor crewel earlier you looked very concentrated. Anything else I can help you with?” y/n asked crewel smiled before he shock his head no “no pup thank you though and here for helping me” crewel replied as he handed her a lollipop y/n smiled before hugging him. Crewel froze before hugging her back. They soon let go of each other Y/n waved by before she left. Crewel nodded to himself “i’ve made up my mind” {can you guess where this is going? hehe)

Trien and Lucius: Grandpa! Head pats{he reminds me of my grandpa. Strict and good at history} Trien was walking out of his classroom with Lucuis when he saw y/n walking down the empty school hall “hello professor Trien, Hello Lucius!” y/n waved at them “y/n meow what are you doing roaming the halls at this hour school ended thirty minutes ago” Trien asked as he watched y/n pet lucius making the grumpy cat purr “i was helping Professor crewel take stuff to his classroom” y/n replied Trien nodded. Y/n went to his side before hugging him he just hmmed before gently patting her on the head. “Now run along” Trien said y/n nodded and quickly walked off. Trien had a small smile on his lips.

Vargas: He will pick you/BEAR HUG! Vargas was putting up some of the left over brooms from flight class. “Here” a small voice said Vargas turned to see y/n holding the rest of the brooms “Thanks! I’m glad you're here. I wanted to let you know you’re really good at flying, i’m proud!” Vargas said as he took the brooms from her and locked him up in their place. Vargas turns around and bear hugs y/n, y/n just laughed and tries to hug him the best she could.

Sam: Big brother. Sam knew y/n was on her way to see him, his friends on the other side told him. Soon he heard the door open “Hello my Little imp! What can i do for you today?” sam asked as he walked up to y/n “i need something but you don’t sell it” y/n started sam hmmed “hmm what would that be? Since your my favorite imp i can get it in a snap!” sam smiled bowing alittle bit “A hug from you” y/n said quickly Sam straighten back up and looked at her for a second “you wanna hug from me?” sam asked y/n nodded “only if you’re ok with it” she replied sam just smiled “Come here little imp!” he said opening his arms y/n gladly hugged him and she could feel someone hugging her back she looked the best she could and saw sams shadow on the wall hugging her.

My little Twisted Tsumderland sketch of Crewl and Morgan card because I know the teachers are gonna get them and I want them. This is also first year Morgan (due to the uniform, I update it Year by year)

^ Random non-student characters + stylization test doodles I drew idk. Maleficia, Falena and Ace's brother are my fan designs as they have yet to actually appear in canon.

Here's some notes i made on Falena's design in relation to Leona + lore from other characters' designs too because i wss too lazy to make more graphics lol:

Crowley: When life gives you lemons?

MC: You squeeze them to Crowley's eyes.

Crowley: ...

Professor Crewel: *laughs*

Crowley: Why?

MC: You're the fucking lemons in my life.

MC: *got banned from making potions for a month*

Professor Crewel: What a pity. Of all the students you could prank...

MC: ...

MC: I can still use rituals.

Professor Crewel: ...

Professor Crewel: Pup-

MC: *has already finished drawing a magic circle*

Professor Crewel: PUP!

Crowley: WHO SUMMONED AN ALLIGATOR IN MY OFFICE?!

Professor Trein, Professor Vargas, and Sam: ...

Sam: That's the work of the little imp.

Professor Vargas: Haha! Such a huge alligator!

Professor Trein: Call MC here so we would know how to send this alligator back.

Sam: Has anyone noticed that the headmage is the only one this alligator is attacking?

Crowley: Bad alligator! Bad alligator!

The alligator: *wants to bite him*

Ok since I saw Crewel’s groovy and this is what I did

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Free to use but please don't repost it but you can reblog it

I rarity post anything like this so this is new to me ahhhhhhhhhh

crewel

i kind of want to see a drawing of professor crewel

except he's surrounded by puppies

and those puppies are all the students but dog-ified

| A Pathetic Laughing Matter |

(Business or Greed pt 4)

Here’s part part three

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“WHAT ARE YOU PUPPIES DOING HERE AFTER SCHOOL HOURS!”

Well crap there goes the brief moment of relief.

“I’ve been summoned by your fellow rascal during my rest time to tell me that the prefect is out of commission! ASHENGROTTO!”

The infamous dormhead immediately stiffened as his name echoed throughout the gymnasium. The prefect and him usually glared like this but seeing Crewel-Sensei , he won’t be seeing graduation anytime soon is he?

“I’m wholeheartedly disappointed that a refined pupper like you would do something beneath you like this!”

Crewel didn’t even spare a glance at the octo mer folk as he swiftly wrapped the still coughing prefect with his fur coat, deeming it more beneficial if they wore it rather than him.

“You do know your going to be held accountable for endangering a magic less person correct”

Jade’s statement didn’t even help the slightest while azul continues to look away out of fear of invoking even more wrath from the alchemist professor.

In the corner of his eye tho...he saw the drenched prefect glaring at him the most fierce glare she’s ever given him in their entire knowledge of each other. But what shocked him more was the single tear that ran down her pale cheek.

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“Hey...are you feeling any good?”

Grim was on the side munching on whatever sandwich he got a hold of as the Adeuce duo played cards with the prefect, currently sitting on the white sheets of the infirmary.

“As far as I’m concerned, I’m still alive and kicking aren’t I?”

Despite the playful tone, the prefect winced at the memory of being thrown into those deep, shallow waters.

“...I’m pathetic aren’t I?”

Ace stopped shuffling the cards as he looked at the prefect in concern, Deuce on the other hand is still dazed by everything that went down.

“Prefect...no MC we-“

“Admit it, if I only knew something as basic as swimming then i didn’t had to...”

The memory of the dark pool surrounding her came back in split seconds, the cold embrace of the ice cold water left her more shook than she’d like to admit.

“...I didn’t had to worry you three, I didn’t had to interrupt Crewel-sensei’s rest time, I didn’t had to sprain my ankle for hitting the edge, I didn’t had...”

The image of the octo bastard’s taunting grin passed in her mind and it pissed off the already edged prefect.

“...I didn’t had to look weak and pathetic in front of that bastard”

Deuce rubbed her back trying to comfort.

“Why does it matter what dormhead Ashengrotto thinks? Your safety is more important here”

“It matters because he’s gonna use it against me and won’t leave my back about it”

She slowly moved her fringes to the side pinching the bridge of her nose.

“I’m already busy with the budget plan and having to fulfill my duties as prefect...I don’t need him clawing at my case for his damned amusement”

She had to take a deep breath, letting the scent of the infirmary fill her senses while Ace sighs in defeat.

“As if we’ll let him bother you, he’s annoying to us to you know?”

“I’d have to agree with Ace...it’s honestly tiring to keep patching you up every time you and him go fist to fist because of some...disagreeing views”

“That’s rich coming from you”

“All I’m saying is that you two are more mature than this”

“Not my fault I have to call out his bull crap every 10 mins...”

The sound of the infirmary doors opening caught everyone’s attention , noticing the blur of teal hair heading towards the prefect’s bed ace and deduce immediately went on guard but were backed down the moment they saw who it was.

“Shrimpy~! Your still alive!”

“Hehe yeah I am...”

“Ne shrimpy~ don’t look so down now! Your still breathing so don’t worry about dying yet!”

Weirdly the words Floyd said gave the prefect some comfort but then reverted back to anxiety at the thought of Ashengrotto knowing one of her weaknesses.

“Hey Ace...can you do me a favor?”

“What’s in it for me-“

“I’ll treat you to cherry pie for one week”

“Aight what do I gotta do?”

The prefect could only sigh at her friend’s antics but nevertheless abiding.

“Tell Crowley-sensei that I won’t be attending the Budget plan meetings anymore, I’ll still give my insight from time to time but other than that I’m leaving everything up to the Takoyaki Bastard”

“EHHH?!?”

“I can understand you and Deuce are shocked, but why are you surprised Floyd-senpai?”

“Shrimpy fought tooth and nail with Azul because of your disagreement~ Not everyone can do that y’know~? So seeing you dropping it kinda disappointed me...”

“Look If the bastard would go as far as to drown me because I opposed his so called ‘business standpoint’ then fine I’ll let him take over...”

“Ne~ Shrimpy does have a point~...”

“Besides, wasn’t this his goal all along? To finally do everything his way? If that’s what he so desperately wants then fine so be it..”

The prefect stood up from the infirmary bed with blazer hanging from her shoulders, now dry due to magic.

“C’mon grim...it’s already late, we should get back to ramshackle immediately before anything else happens”

“Wait prefect let us accompany you-“

“Deuce it’s fine really, I don’t wanna be a bother than I already am.”

Her expression betrayed her sentiment as she took grim by the collar, strutting out the infirmary not before looking over her shoulder.

“Floyd senpai...congratulate the bastard for me for finally getting what he eagerly wanted”

And with that she left the boys to there own thoughts...not noticing the tuff of silver hair that was so intently listening at the next turn.

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I’m so torn between doing a casual fem Crowley or casual fem crewel cosplay.

-♠️

Henlo, my chold/p I love you’re writing so much, and I’m happy you’re coming back! What would platonic Divus Crewel think of his student doodling fashion sketches in class?

• Designer's Dilemma •

Hello n.n, honestly I do miss trying my hand on the writing side of things but I’ll always come back no matter how long the leave. This request was definitely a joy to make, I’m a bit of a sucker for proud staff moments but shhhhh

When you're caught sketching in class:

Professor Crewel isn’t as hard to please as most immediately assume, as long as you follow his instructions down to a t then you're set for a good day!... assuming you know how to follow directions, that is.

Alright we can admit that it's a bit hard to the point that some exaggerated takes regarding crewel's cruelty doesn't feel exaggerated. And those lamentations are valid!- as valid as Crewel getting mad when someone isn't paying attention to his current lectures.

Sometimes puppers need discipline, without your attention on him you're prone to slipping up on the actual experiment itself and would you want that? Of course not, the danger it poses is too much of a risk for him to simply be relaxed about hence his uptight teaching methods.

Now picture his reaction when he was thoroughly observing his students taking down notes, his previous lecture written on the black board littered with formula after formula., only to see something else on your paper. This was Alchemy class so one would at least be mindful when it came to what they jotted down on their notes.

He stopped walking along the aisle of seats, eyes squinting to the contents of your writings which, apparently had the finished lecture notes on the left side while the right was covered in faceless figures, all showing off different types of clothing wear.

He takes another step towards your seat, this time finally being able to glimpse over your hunched shoulder, two to three sketches he counted, were these all from your own musings? Initially he was about to call you out, you were one of his more tolerable puppies but that unjustified disappointment was easily replaced with general intrigue instead, finding the unfinished designs pleasant so far. If you hadn't finished your work he might’ve given a word or two but for now he let's your behavior slide.

"A belt buckle would balance that part."

His sudden and quaint advice barely registered within earshot, the Alchemy professor walking past your desk without even sparing you a glance garnering you to think whether you imagined that line or not.

Your suspicions grew futile as days passed, a routine of off handed comments being thrown left and right to which you idly followed...some helping your work and some simply not suiting your taste. Regardless this back and fourth insight brought an odd sense of bonding between the Alchemy proffesor and his dear student.

One day you finally gathered the courage to actually go up to him after class hours, your proper sketchbook in hand and a determined huff before knocking on the staff door. He let's you in without much stepback, you open the door to him seated at his desk some papers stacked neatly to his side. He beckons you to come over and gestures for you to open your sketchbook- immediately knowing what you were here for.

Proffesor Divus Crewel doesn't admit it out loud, but he finds your work promising, your creativity shone with every swift brush stroke holding together the blotches of colors into one eye catching piece. You may not be a full fledged professional but you were definitely on the right track into becoming one should you wish to pursue this as a career. And until then he'd be there to keep you on that track, after all it's his job to keep a puppy's nose on the right scent, yes?

"Why you ask? Simply put its my duty"

A duty he fulfills wholeheartedly.